"Hyuuuuunggg have you ever asked yourself how many chicken it would take to kill an elephant?"

"Jisung? Do we have to go to a mental hospital?", Minho who was sitting on his bed questioned after trying to process the absurd question of the younger.

"No hyung, you're mean! I just asked because I once saw a documentary of chicken that were trying to kill a fox together so I wondered-"

"Gosh Jisung leave me alone with your weird ass theories. I am way too tired for that shit right now", Minho groaned annoyed.

These days Jisung would often just walk into the olders room and start blabbering about the most random topics. Minho knew that Jisung did this because he found comfort in talking to the older. That's why he would usually put up with the boys nonsense but today has been tough.

"Oh...okay", Jisung said a little hurt while turning around to leave the room.

"....arghhh sorry Sungie come here", Minho said while rubbing his palms lightly.

The younger quickly placed himself beside Minho, smiling brightly.

"Now go on and tell me about those killer chicken or whatsoever..."

"No it's okay. If hyung doesn't think talking to me is interresting, I wont bother him", Jisung fake pouted.

"I don't think talking to you is not interresting.

I am just way to tired right now Sungie", Minho sighned.

"Can we just keep laying like this", Minho asked.

"Cuddle me at least!", Jisung protested while throwing himself onto Minho's chest.

Cuddling between them was normal but still Minho couldn't help to get shy because they never really had skinship without the others around them. Plus both of them were cuddling in his own bed which seemed pretty intimate to him.

"Hug me hyung", Jisung whined whereupon Minho wrapped his arms around the youngers waist.

He never really noticed how tiny and delicate the boys waist was. He started running his hands up and down the boys waist and belly, his fingertips exploring the soft skin underneath the slightly lifted shirt.

A small whine that escaped the youngers mouth made Minho realize what he was doing. He stopped his actions abruptly but what he wasn't prepared for was Jisung's little movements which were begging for more, telling him to continue his touching.

Minhos breathing went heavy as he started to run his hands beneath the fabric of Jisungs shirt. His hands were travelling higher, meeting the boys nipples.

Jisung couldn't stop himself from moaning lightly everytime Minho made them jump between his fingers. He could feel Minhos hot breath in his neck and his throbbing member under his ass.

Jisung started grinding his ass up and down as the atmosphere grew heavier and his vision became foggy.

Minho felt insane, wanting to feel as much as possible of the boy above him. He sloppily grinded his hips against Jisung's ass, searching for friction.

The moans became louder as both of them reached their peak, cumming in their pants.

"Holy shit", Minho panted. "What just happend?"

Jisung was still catching his breath.

"And you said killer chicken are weird ass shit.....", Jisung mumbeled.

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