Flowers for you [SeungJin]

Chapter 6

The next morning, things took a turn. Hyunjin was woken up by his obnoxious alarm. He was hard to wake up, so his phone alarm was extra. 'Just like you' Minho had told him once. He hadn't said anything back; he valued his mouth tissue-free.

He groaned and despite the alarm, he was ready to go back to sleep. He wiggled, trying to find a better position, when...he rubbed off on something.

In patches, he registered the hand holding him on his hip, the broad shoulders touching his backs, the breath tickling his cheek and the hard-on nestled between his ass cheeks, which he was currently rubbing against.

He froze. He could hear Seungmin's breath - he was awake. His fast breathing gave him away as well. They both knew the other was awake. Hyunjin's brain wasn't back online however, and he continued wiggling a bit. He could pretend that he was still half asleep anyway.

"I know you're awake" Seungmin spoke in a deep voice. Damn, not that morning voice!

"I'm just enjoying the sensation. Let me live a little" Jesus, he really needed his brain online now but the blood needed to fuel it was probably all in his cock. Because of course he was hard too! He remembered briefly that he had been having a very pleasant dream about the other before he woke up. It had probably been so pleasant because reality fueled it.

Now, this wasn't the first time that they woke up hard in the same bed; they had been teenagers living together after all. Usually though, one of them would get up quickly and that would be it. Of course, he had to have a dirty dream now. Hyunjin sighed and the force of it sent him further back.

Seungmin moaned. "Hyunjin!" he sharply said.

He wanted to assess the damage; wanted to see if Seungmin was really angry at him or simply irritated at being rubbed on by Hyunjin like a cat in heat. He turned to face the other. My god, what a vision. Seungmin first thing is the morning always left him breathless. Now both his brain and heart were malfunctioning.

"Hyunjin" the other repeated, this time softer.

"Sorry, I had a dream" Hyunjin explained, somewhat embarrassed.

"You're a dream; that's for sure" The other said, smirking slightly.

How could he do it? How can he be so calm and collected in the morning? How can he be both so affected (he'd felt him after all and he quickly looked down now both to make sure he wasn't imagining it and because he wanted to) and not affected at once? Was he Schrodinger's morning problem?

"Stop flirting. Stop breaking me first thing in the morning"

The other had the audacity to giggle and he had this devilish look on his face. As soon as he opened his mouth, Hyunjin told him "Don't even think about saying it."

The other still went ahead however. "You sure you'll mind being broken first thing in the morning?" Scratch that. Seungmin's was probably Schrodinger's conscious. Both there and not; both a devil and an angel.

"I wouldn't. Because I'm so dick deprived " he admitted. He was slightly embarrassed, but this flirting, it didn't mean anything right? Just two best friends, still hard and barely 3 centimeters apart discussing about their non-existent - at least for him - sex life. Wait, did Seungmin have a sex life????

"Do you think you doctor will prescribe you some if you describe all the symptoms?" the other was teasing him so bad. Hyunjin whined and told him to stop and the other giggled again.

"Anyway, we should probably get up, seeing as some parts already are"

Hyunjin took a deep breath. 'Lord please give me patience' He prayed. He was going to tell Seungmin to go and take the first shower while he cooked breakfast but what came up instead was: "Can I help you with that first?" and he looked down again. He couldn't help himself, his brain was very one-track minded at the moment.