Junghan feels himself being pulled from sleep into consciousness as the bed shakes beneath him.
What the actual hell?
He’s so tired and his head is swimming, trying to piece together the scene that he sees before him as he slightly opens his eyes, still crusted over with sleep.
Jisoo is looking at him, eyes hooded over, mouth slightly open, body being pushed into the mattress chest first.
And Seungchul is behind Jisoo, ing into him slowly, sweat dripping down his neck, eyes squeezed closed tight, head thrown back.
Junghan lays there for a moment, listening to skin slapping skin and periodic moans.
He glances behind Jisoo’s head at the clock on the nightstand. It’s 2:00 am.
“What the are you guys doing so early in the morning,” Junghan grumbles sitting up and flipping his hair behind his shoulders.
Seungchul snaps his head over, just realizing that Junghan is awake, and flashes the cutest grin Junghan’s ever seen.
Junghan sighs a bit and turns away, feeling slightly left out. But that quickly changes when he feels Seungchul grabbing at the back of his head and whipping him around swiftly into a wet, opened mouthed kiss.
One of the biggest differences between Jisoo and Seungchul that Junghan has noticed is the way they kiss.
Jisoo is always so soft and sweet. His lips always slightly brush here and there and he does a lot of pecking. He always nips lightly and at Junghan’s lips for permission before shoving his tongue down Junghan’s throat.
Seungchul, on the other hand, is no type of considerate. He’s so rough and passionate and always leaves Junghan literally breathless. He sucks Junghan’s lips until they’re sore and bites hard enough to draw blood half of the time. He spits in Junghan’s mouth, which the younger would find gross if it wasn’t for the fact that it was Seungchul doing it.