Babyboy :))

heyyyyy :>
You there??
07:49 PM

Is this a bootycall bby?
07:51 PM

😒😒
07:51 PM

lmaoo
Anyways what u up to
07:51 PM

Literally nothing
Idek how im gonna pass the test tmr
07:52 PM

What the..
I thought I'd copy it from u but..
07:52 PM

dw we can always ask hanjun for help ;)
07:53 PM

Lol okay then
07:53 PM

Hows your new roommate
Heuning?
Hewning?
Huning?
Wtf how do you spell that shit
07:54

Its 'Huening' baby lmfao
And abt him...
I think hes kinda....cute... (?)
07:55 PM

Hold tf up-
How do YOU know how to spell his shit correctly
AND AM I NOT ENOUGH CHOI FUCKING SOOBIN? U NEED ANOTHER ASS TO SHOVE YOUR STICK UP??
07:56 PM

Chill bby he left his id on the
table that why ik
And did I even SAY i need another fuck? And stop tryna sound like we're smth srs dude
07:57 PM

Oh
I was jk hehe
Btw
u wanna come over?
I could suck you off yk
07:57 PM

Soobin looked up from Yeonjun's texts as he heard his new roommate stepping out of the shower. His eyes grew wider by the second once he spotted the younger in nothing but shorts. His raven hair was damped, desirable chest and stomach full on display. Soobin could see all the way down from his thighs as well, and he felt a little movement in his pants by the invitingly smooth, honey skin.

Soobin swallowed, finding it close to impossible to tear his eyes off of Huening. His thirsty eyes suddenly met with Huening's slyly twinkling ones.

As the younger picked up a red t-shirt from his single bed, he lips crooked into a smirk. "Are you gay, hyung?" He slid into the piece of clothing.

The elder internally tensed up at the question. What if his roommate was homophobic?

He ran his tongue over his dry lips and instantly glanced away somewhere from scanning the younger's body which was some eight course fine meal. "Are you?" He emphasized nonchalantly.

"Not sure. I might be bi." His roommate plopped on his bed and shrugged. "Wait, I just told you about my half-gay state. You're not homophobic, are you?"

"I heard people saying that I even look gay. How can you assume that I'm homophobic?" Soobin laughed airily. "Anyways, I'm pan."

"What's that?" The sophomore furrowed his face with genuine curiosity.

Just as the elder was going to narrate what being pansexual meant, his phone vibrated in his hands. He looked down at the screen.

Damn-

He had just not left Yeonjun on read-

"Google it." Panicked, he blurted out to his younger roommate and started typing away some apologies to the now sulking Yeonjun. He stood up and vigorously typed in his phone as he reached for the door to go over to Yeonjun's dorm. Of course he would love to have the elder to suck him off.

"Sorry, I really have to go." Before walking out of the door, he craned his nape back at the stirred ravenette. "See you at dinner, Huening." He carelessly let out of his manners and shut the door behind.

Huening had somehow turned him on with his desirable, smooth, thighs, and slightly toned chest, and he needed Yeonjun to help him right now.

+×+

Soobin urgently knocked twice on the door of Yeonjun's shared dorm. There was a muffled 'come in' and he immediately swung the door open.

"Hey." Greeting, he shut the door behind.

Yeonjun was on his bed, leaning against the headrest with a pillow between. His eyes sparkled as soon as he noticed the presence of Soobin. "Hey!"

He tossed his phone away on the bed and scooted to the side of the bed. "Wait, I'm supposed to be mad. No, I shouldn't have greeted that excitedly."

"Oh c'mon, baby, I was just talking to him and I just sort of got distracted." The younger slipped his hands in his pocket and reasoned.

"By his body? Fine as hell, isn't it?" Yeonjun mocked a little, puffing his cheeks.

"Shut up. Your ass looks the best, ain't no doubt." Soobin winked.

The elder groused, rolling his eyes. "You seriously came over 'cause you're horny?"

Soobin shot him a nasty glare. "I mean, of course. You offered that to me at the first place. Now, you wanna suck me off or do I shove it up your ass?" He coolly asked as he untied the laces of his sweatpants.

The little enthusiastic glint and hope in Yeonjun's orbs dimmed as the younger clarified he had come over for sex only. But whatever made Soobin happy...
At least, he got to spend some time with him and fill his needs...

"Am not really in the mood to get screwed right now." He smacked his lips. "What I can offer is sucking you off. Will that do?" He got to his feet.

"It's fine, baby." Soobin grinned from ear to ear and dropped his pants to his ankle. His erection proudly shot up, seeking attention.

"So hard for whom, babe?" Yeonjun teased, gripping the base of Soobin's dick as he crouched down. His plump lips curled into a sly smirk as the younger let out a breathy grunt at the touch, Adam's apple bobbing hard. He wrapped his lips around the rock hard tip.

Soobin chewed on his lips as Yeonjun's tongue teased his little slit with his hot tongue. Impatient, he entangled his fingers with the elder's blue locks and pushed himself in the opened mouth at one go. He gagged the elder with one single thrust, desperately wanting more of the blissful feeling of Yeonjun's warm saliva wrapping around his cock.

Despite the tears prickling in his eyes, Yeonjun deepthroated the cock, his head bobbing up and down. Soobin let out a hiss, drowning himself into the hot, velvety mouth as he started to thrust himself. Being experienced, the blue-haired took it so goddamn well, sucking on the now-fastly-thudding member hungrily.

Soobin's toes arched inside his white socks, muscles tensing up as he was pushed closer to his climax. His body frizzled in pleasure, mind soaring, and only goal right now to release himself. Hard.

He smacked his lips shut even tighter, now grasping onto the gagged elder's shoulder blade. The atmosphere filled up with Soobin's breathless grunts and groans and the gagged noises from Yeonjun.

As usual, Yeonjun's mouthing skills never disappointed. The ravenette was driven closer to his orgasm soon, his legs growing numb under his weight.

All of a sudden, a half-naked Huening with gorgeous thighs and flat stomach popped inside his closed eyelids. It wasn't intended, nor Soobin was thinking about him. It just happened and-

Yeonjun's eyes grew round at the sudden increase of pace in the younger's pounds. Regardless, he started bobbing his head faster. Up and down, up and down.

The next moment what he knew was his mouth being filled up with salty liquor. Not to waste a single droplet of that, he started to swallow it down right away.

Soobin's thrusts held the same speed for a minute straight, along with that, him constantly squirting his seeds out in the elder's mouth. A few beads escaped from the corner of Yeonjun's juicy lips wrapped around the cock, but he successfully sucked the rest off.

He absolutely loved the taste of Soobin's cum.

The bobs of his head gradually became slower, and so did Soobin's thuds. A few moments later, the ravenette slowly pulled himself out of the warmth around his dick. Yeonjun stood up to his feet, wiping his mouth with the back of his palm.

"Toss me the wipes, will you, baby?" Soobin nonchalantly asked, his member sticking out carelessly.

Yeonjun rolled his eyes, despite how the way the younger addressing him 'baby' never failed to curl something in his lower abdomen. He padded towards the closet and rummaged the wet wipes out, tossing it towards the other guy.

Soobin caught that simple yet skillfully with one hand and started to clean himself up. The blue-haired just stared stiffly at him.

Did Soobin actually mean it every time he prepped Yeonjun with hickeys before fucking him? Did he mean it every time he called him pretty, gorgeous, his princess and all?

For a second, it would feel so right; the way Soobin would keep pampering him with compliments while every time Yeonjun rode him, the way he was always a little cautious not to hurt Yeonjun's delicate lower half and the way he always took Yeonjun's whole consent. But the moment after Soobin's dick would grow soft, he would inch away from Yeonjun instantly.

Always.

It hurt Yeonjun. He felt stupid for catching bullshit feelings for the emotionless whore Choi Soobin.

His heart gave a painful twitch. He wasn't really familiar with this feeling of being used for-

"Yeonjun?" Soobin's curious gaze fell on his stupor ones after the ravenette had chucked the wipes away in a bin. "You crying?"

"What!? No!" The blue-haired straight up denied, swiftly dabbing the corner of his right eye with the tip of his index finger. The other gave him a not-so-convinced stare, then shrugged, rather focusing on fixing his pants back on.

Yeonjun strongly avoided the tightening feeling inside his chest and played cool. "By the way, we still on for dinner together?"

"What d'you mean by that?" Soobin stopped tying the laces of his sweatpants and gave him a weird look. "We always get dinner together. The four of us."

"Didn't Gyu tell you?" The elder cocked a brow simply. "I thought he did though.." He muttered under his breathe. "Anyways, he wanted us to take Huening, your new roommate with us for dinner, since he's new and a loner."

"Oh." Soobin let out, running his fingers through his jet-black locks. "Fine I guess.." He just shrugged, despite his heart giving a churn at the thought of being able to be with Huening again.

+×+

Yeonjun and Soobin walked into the crowded cafeteria side by side. Spotting their friends at a corner, accompanied by Huening, they waddled towards them; the blue-haired beaming, and the ravenette with a slight curve over his lips.

"Yeonjun! Hey!" Taehyun cheerfully greeted, his dimples on display. He scooted over to the empty chair beside him and patted his seat. "Come, sit, baby."

The addressed elder let out a mocking snort, but he settled himself there. "You're lucky I can tolerate your ass."

Huening blinked at the two with a blunt Soobin at his right and a grinning Beomgyu at his left. "You two are a...thing?" He uncertainly asked, one brow arched.

Beomgyu gave him a soft smack on his forearm. "Dumbass, what did I tell you just minutes ago? Soobin and Yeonjun has tea. Not Tae and him."

The accused male of having 'tea' with the blue-haired sent daggers at his best friend. "What's the tea, Beomgyu? Share with us too..!" Sarcasm lingered on his every word.

Yeonjun flushed brightly, and Taehyun beside him, cackled. "Do y'all seriously think nobody knows what you're doing? It's obvious by the way Yeonjun limps after every time he has you over." He reasoned with a winning smirk, but the sly curve soon fell as his best friend kicked his ankle under the table.

"Fuck yourself." Soobin presented him a middle finger with a decent smile. Taehyun said something retorting as an answer for that, and that was how they got involved into a bantering session, with Yeonjun sometimes giggling, and sometimes disappointed and sighing.

Whilst they were busy with that, Huening was having a tea-sharing whispering session with Beomgyu.

"So, Yeonjun hyung and Soobin hyung are a thing? But Soobin hyung's only looking for sex but Yeonjun hyung likes him?"

"Yeonjun and Soobin are only fuckbuddies, not a thing. Soobin clarified that to me at the starting of their deal. But I personally think Yeonjun likes him. Haven't you seen his little blush when we pointed their shit out?"

"Hmm that's true though. But then who does Soobin hyung like?"

"Believe me or not, nobody knows the answer. He's fucked loads and I haven't seen him being serious with anyone after eight grade."

Huening blinked, suddenly remembering the way Soobin had scanned his body back in their dorm-room. "But, why's Taehyun calling Yeonjun hyung 'baby' then?"

"C'mon, haven't you ever called your friends 'babe, baby' or something?" Beomgyu laughed.

"His'baby' sounded different though.. That's why I asked. But fine, I guess... So, then, who's your-"

"-What's the tea, y'all?" Yeonjun's curious question interrupted their whispers.

"Not something important. Don't worry." The setter flashed a manipulative grin, but none of Yeonjun, Soobin or Taehyun seemed much convinced.

Yeonjun squinted his eyes slightly but let it slide off. Taehyun just shook his shoulders, careless.

"So Huening," Soobin started. "since you're new, tell us something about yourself to know you better.

"Hyung, seriously? You're the one I don't know a thing about." Huening pointed.

"I am a ghost. I am dalive. That's all you're gonna need. Thank you." The elder informed bluntly.

"What the heck does 'dalive' mean?" The sophomore scrunched his face up. "And ghosts aren't pansexual. So, nope."

" 'Dalive' is a mixture of 'dead' and 'alive'. It's my own invention." Soobin proudly declared. "And you searched up what being pan meant? Good, good."

"I did. You're so cool." Huening shot him a swift wink.

The spiker winked back teasingly. "Boosts my ego."

Being lost in their little world, Taehyun, Beomgyu and Yeonjun had been cut off of their minds. None of the two realized they were being glared at.

"Hey Soobin, could you grab me some of those chocolates, please?" Yeonjun interrupted the two with insisting eyes.

"Dude, there's literally Tae and Gyu sitting right here. Tell them." The ravenette reasoned, sparing the blue-haired a glance. He whipped his neck back to Huening's way, clearly not interested right now.

Yeonjun, once again, found something throbbing in him. He wanted to be wrapped in Soobin's protective arms and wanted to be assured by the younger that Soobin did care about him actually.

"I'll go get food for us, Yeonjun. Don't worry." Beomgyu gently offered, watching the eldest pursing his lips.

Yeonjun flinched a little as the friendly offer snapped him out of his thoughts. He smiled tiny but gratefully. "Thanks.." He mumbled. The setter smiled back wider and got to his feet.

"Let's go. I'll help." Taehyun got up as well, his arm which was snaked around Yeonjun's shoulder blades disappearing.

The blue-haired glanced at Soobin and Huening having a smooth conversation. He saw as the sophomore giggled and the spiker smiled a bit, which looked like genuine.

Yeonjun couldn't help his cliché wish of being the one Soobin smiled at like that.

[How's it? Does it make any sense so far? ]