Minho didn’t remember Thomas grabbing one, but the next thing he knew, the guy had the top off and was starting to chug. Minho was almost worried that he would drown.
Thomas side-glanced at Minho as he downed it, and Minho had to cross his legs, because it wasn’t just his face that was filling with blood. Again. Thomas was fucking smirking.
The bottle popped as Thomas pulled it off of his disgustingly perfect lips. Minho had half a mind to grab him by the shoulder and push him back into the closet, put that mouth to better use. Thomas fucking knew what he was doing.
Minho glanced down at Thomas’s long, thin fingers, intent upon imagining them doing the worst of the worst to him, until he was distracted by what they were doing. Slowly, expertly, Thomas was tearing off the bottle’s sticker. Minho’s eyebrows pulled together
Minho didn’t remember Thomas grabbing one, but the next thing he knew, the guy had the top off and was starting to chug. Minho was almost worried that he would drown.Thomas side-glanced at Minho as he downed it, and Minho had to cross his legs, because it wasn’t just his face that was filling with blood. Again. Thomas was fucking smirking.The bottle popped as Thomas pulled it off of his disgustingly perfect lips. Minho had half a mind to grab him by the shoulder and push him back into the closet, put that mouth to better use. Thomas fucking knew what he was doing.Minho glanced down at Thomas’s long, thin fingers, intent upon imagining them doing the worst of the worst to him, until he was distracted by what they were doing. Slowly, expertly, Thomas was tearing off the bottle’s sticker. Minho’s eyebrows pulled together
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