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Jongin felt warm, but he was also finding it difficult to breathe. There was something right on top of him, cutting off all oxygen. He opened his eyes only to meet ink-black tufts of hair, which also greeted his mouth. His lips were a breath away from his boyfriend’s head. Ah, cuddly Soo had been activated at some point at night. Do Kyungsoo, his 17 year old boyfriend was sprawled on top of him, all his limbs wrapped around Jongin like a koala.
He couldn’t help but let out a light chuckle. His boyfriend was too cute. And ever since he realised Jongin didn’t mind physical contact as means of affection, Soo had completely let himself go. He took every opportunity to grab Jongin’s hand, wrap him in a hug, sit on his lap and cuddle, albeit very, very shyly.
Jongin was his very first boyfriend, after all. First and last, he told himself. There won’t be any other man apart from him in Soo’s life, he swore to himself.
He looked at the clock and realised he still had another hour till he had to get up. And since it was the weekend, Soo didn’t have school. More time to cuddle with my baby, he thought to himself.
Jongin was 25 years old, currently working at his father’s company. He was getting trained to take over his father’s position of CEO five years from now. And while the work was tiring, this was something he’d been preparing for a long time. He didn’t mind. He enjoyed his work, it was something he was good at.
A small grumble from Soo had Jongin looking down at him. Soo’s face was squished against his chest, his lips raised in a pout. That was one of Jongin’s biggest weaknesses, his boyfriend’s heart-shaped lips. One of the very first things he noticed about him and fell in love with.
It was a fall day like any other when Jongin had met Soo. He was sitting in the cafe across from his office building. It was peaceful as there was no one but his friend and the barista at that moment. Jongin was enjoying a nice cup of latte while his best friend and Assistant Head of Finance of Kim Corp, Oh Sehun was dreamily staring at Junmyeon(they had come here often enough to be on first name basis with the guy), the barista behind the counter—who was ever so oblivious to Sehun’s gaze—when the door chimed and in walked a small being. He was all wrapped up in a fluffy jacket zipped up till his nose, showing his eyes and forehead, which completely distracted Jongin from the rude remark he was going to make about Sehun being a whipped little shit. The newcomer’s eyes were big and wide, almost like a child’s and all Jongin wanted was to spend his forever staring into them.
“Myeonnie hyung!” he heard the owner of the beautiful eyes yell out. The barista behind the counter whipped his head up faster than Jongin could say his best friend’s surname and offered a wide smile which made his cheeks puff up and eyes scrunch up. Okay, he could see why Sehun found the guy adorable.
“Kyungie!” Jun responded with equal enthusiasm. “What are you doing here at this hour? What about after school activities?”
‘Kyungie’ by now had already made his way to the counter and was shrugging off his jacket. “They are over for the semester, hyung! So, I wanted to surprise you!” The kid—and he was most definitely a kid, from the looks of his height as well as adorable face—gave a beatific smile of his own, his eyes turning into half-moons as his cheeks went up. And that knocked Jongin’s breath right out of him. Because his smile was heart shaped. Heart. Shaped. His lips were shaped like a fucking heart. He wanted to get up right there and then and go kiss those lips till the boy was a whimpering mess, but it made him stop short on that thought. He couldn’t have such thoughts about a school boy.
“Does this mean you’re going to be a regular here after your classes end?” Jun asked while hugging ‘Kyungie’ tightly. The little guy was snuggling into Junmyeon like a small kitten.
By this moment, even Sehun had been pulled away from admiring Junmyeon to assess the newcomer with clenched jaw and fists. Not that Jongin was far off that. He was the same, wanting Jun’s arms far away from the boy.
Sehun got both of them out their misery by asking, “Who’s this, Jun? We’ve never seen him around before.”
Junmyeon shifted his gaze to them, shocked someone else was paying attention to him and his friend. This even made the newcomer flick his eyes to them and Jongin basked in the beauty that faced him. He was wrong, it wasn’t just his eyes, but his entire face was like a work of art. He could stare at him and never tire. With a front view of this wide, doll-like eyes and plump heart-shaped lips, all he wanted at that moment was to possess him. He had somewhat short black hair, with a small fringe resting just above his brows, but making him look so soft.
Jun pulled the boy closer to where Sehun and Jongin were seated and noticed the boy standing slightly behind Junmyeon, leaning from behind Jun to look at the two men that had called his hyung. His cheeks were tinted red (due to embarassment or something else, not sure) and Jongin felt desire race through him. Jongin wanted to see how far that flush travelled. Stop, Kim Jongin! He’s a fucking child, for God’s sake, he reprimanded himself.
The newcomer, ‘Kyungie’ was even shorter than Junmyeon, even if slightly. But even that was plenty. Both Jongin and Sehun were nearly a head taller than Junmyeon.
“This is my little cousin, but he’s as good as my real brother. He lives with me,” Junmyeon told them.
“These are my customers, Kyungie. Say hi to them.”
“Annyeonghaseyo, Do Kyungsoo imnida!” Kyungsoo introduced himself with a deep bow, but then went right behind Jun.
At that moment, Jongin had wanted to snatch him and never give him back. He was so screwed, alright. So fucking screwed.