Happy new year my loves ♡ times are tough but i hope you're looking after yourselves

Warning: suggestive content

"Careful. You'll hurt yourself.." You spin around at the sound of Minho's chuckle and see him leaning against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest. You look to the can in you hand and the knife in the other and frown.

"I can handle opening a can, Minho. Go away before Frypan finds you sneaking around in his kitchen."

Minho doesn't leave and instead walks up to stand right in front of you. You take a step back but your back hits the wall.

"Oh? What's Frypan going to do when he finds us?" He's smirking, lifting an eyebrow suggestively. Without making contact, he brings himself closer and your heart rate picks up.

"Careful, I'm holding a knife." You counter but your words are harmless as a playful smile graces your lips. Minho takes said knife and can out of your hands and places it on a nearby surface.

Once again, he focuses his attention on you, this time he leaves no space between you and his hands immediately go to your waist. His lips kiss yours while your hands are on his arms, having to steady yourself as your legs go weak. You feel the muscle beneath his shirt and you crash your lips on Minho's a second time, your hands move up and when your fingers rake through his hair, Minho lets out a soft moan.

He pushes you back up against the wall with enough force you hear a quiet thud! You chuckle and bite your lip when the two of you part from the kiss,

"I'm sure someone heard that." You tease, flushed and panting, but Minho doesn't care, his lips quickly finding your jaw and working quickly. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down your jaw, your lips part in awe.

"Let them hear." He almost growls and it's enough to make you lose all common sense. Your hands fly to his shirt, trying to unbutton it but Minho stops you, shaking his head.
He pulls away slowly, his fingers brushing your waist, he's still teasing you with a grin on his face.

"Minho..." you almost whimper, teaching out towards him and for a second something flashes in Minho's eyes as he hesitates but he quickly regains himself.

"Tonight, sweetheart." He winks, not even giving you a kiss before leaving you alone, red and hot as you think about what just happened