nct 127 smuts

jaehyun x mark x johnny // i can keep sectets

'i can keep secrets (like how you know that i want you)'

original author: starsnatched on Ao3 (link at the end)

description: "Fuck," Mark groans, turning away from his window and the irritating sun. His head pounds and he vaguely thinks he might throw up. Shit, he must've drank himself silly— on a Thursday night, even. He remembers blacking out. He also remembers what happened before that.

Oh god. He did not just make out with Jaehyun and his boyfriend last night. Someone please tell him he didn't suck face with Johnny and his boyfriend last night.

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The one, unspoken rule to drinking is: know your limits. No one actually wants to deal with a pounding headache or spend the next morning with their head in a toilet bowl. Besides, too many mistakes can be made when inhibitions are lost.

One such mistake is Mark making out with Jaehyun, a guy he's had a huge crush on ever since he moved into the apartment across from him last year, on the dance floor of a club.

It's not like other people haven't done worse. There's way too many instances of people practically fucking fully clothed in public and bar staff not even batting an eye. Maybe that's why Mark pulls Jaehyun closer and cups his waist to keep him there. It has to be why Jaehyun groans into his mouth and Mark has to kiss him harder or else he might fall to the floor and Jaehyun would have to be the one to catch him.

"Jaehyun? Babe?" And oh fuck, Mark could cream his pants if really wanted. He pulls away and turns his head to find Johnny, his other crush, pushing through the dirty dancing. Mark's so focused on the shock that dawns over Johnny's face. "Mark?"

"Johnny," Jaehyun breathes out. He's still too close, Mark can feel his hot breath tickling his ear. "I..."

"Johnny hyung," Mark pants, licking his lips. By the time Johnny gets to them, Mark is already reaching out to him. "Hyung."

"Mark—" Is all Johnny manages to get out before Mark wraps a hand around his neck and pulls him down for a kiss. Mark probably tastes like strawberry-flavored booze, but there are two big hands settled on his shoulders and that makes Mark shudder. Their grip is tight like they don't know if they should push Mark away or pull him close. Mark coaxes Johnny and sweetens him up, getting him loose so that it's easier for them to kiss and share breaths between them like they're secrets, There's so much tongue that Mark feels his lungs burn; Jaehyun says something that's drowned out by the pounding bass and wraps his hands around Mark's waist, stroking the skin underneath his shirt.

Mark is loving it.

"Holy fuck," Jaehyun curses when Johnny pulls away, eyes blown. "Markie—"

"More," Mark mumbles, pouting. He chases after Johnny, but can't get far when Jaehyun's hands are gripping him so tightly. Mark arches his back. "More, please, Johnny hyung. Want you, Jae—"

Mark thinks Johnny is so hot, and now is no exception even when the last thing he sees is Johnny's concerned face mouthing words as everything turns a solid black.

The first thing Mark feels is pain.

Ow... What the hell?

"Fuck," Mark groans, turning away from his window and the irritating sun. His head pounds and he vaguely thinks he might throw up. Shit, he must've drank himself silly— on a Thursday night, even. He remembers blacking out. He also remembers what happened before that.

Oh god. He did not just make out with Jaehyun and his boyfriend last night. Someone please tell him he didn't suck face with Johnny and his boyfriend last night.