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Thanos's hand was latched onto Nam-Gyu's sleeve, the duo far ahead in front of the rest of the boys. They both agreed on getting to the bathrooms earlier to stop anyone from seeing them entering the same stall. They wouldn't want any suspicions, right?
Thanos and Nam-Gyu came to a halt, noticing the pink-wearing guard standing in front of the bathroom door, "Move, pinkie, I gotta piss," Thanos boiled, cocking a brow upwards as he glared the guard up and down. The guard stood there for 2 silent seconds before shuffling out of the way. Wasting no time, Thanos literally kicked the door open dragging Nam-Gyu along with him.
The two of them looking around, eyeing the furthest stall, quickly skittering over to it. Thanos flung it open, tossing Nam-Gyu inside before he slipped himself into the stall. The purple haired (freak) turned around, locking the door before turning back towards Nam-Gyu. He placed the palm of his hand on Nam-Gyu's shoulder, pressing the other against the wall, trying to avoid pushing him into the toilet.
Nam-Gyu scoffed, eyeing his 'friend' up and down, "Are we in a rush?" The man with a bob taunted, tipping his head to the side. Thanos glared at the other, his bottom lip sticking out, "Stop it," he replied bluntly before pressing his chest against Nam-Gyu's. Thanos's hands crept onto his 'friend's' waist before he crashes their lips together.
Their lips danced neatly, Nam-Gyu being childish and letting out weak chuckles against Thanos's lips. Thanos pulled up, glaring at the slightly shorter man eyes, "You're gonna need to be quiet, Señor, we're not gonna be the only ones in here," Thanos whispered weakly. Weakly as in loudly, it was a weak attempt at a whisper. He popped a pill before this. Nam-Gyu nodded, a snarky smirk painting his face, "Right, sorry."
Thanos huffed like a bothered canine before lowering his head, now his lips were targeting Nam-Gyu's neck, just as soon as everyone else walked in. Great choice.
Nam-Gyu leaned his head against the wall, giving Thanos more room to do what he has too. Well, more-so what he wants too. Nam-Gyu's hands crawled onto Thanos's shoulders, digging his nails into the other. Thanos grumbled, pulling away from Nam-Gyu and shaking his head rapidly, making a 'blelelele' sound. Nam-Gyu let a snicker escape from his lips, freezing up again once he felt a bite at his neck.
"Ow-" "Stop talking," Thanos quickly snapped back, resorting back to simply kissing Nam-Gyu's neck. Nam-Gyu used one hand to crawl up Thanos's neck, tangling his fingers into his 'friend's' purple hair.
Things were getting more heated by the second, Thanos was moving a ton, and Nam-Gyu was practically pinned to the wall. Thanos's breathing got heavier, more frantic, it was kind of ugly.
Thanos brought his hand up to the collar of Nam-Gyu's jacket, tugging at it as he travelled his lips up towards the others jawline. Nam-Gyu scoffed before unzipping his jacket, swatting at Thanos's hands in a way of telling him 'move-your-hands-or-I-can't-take-this-jacket-off-asshat'. Thanos quickly took his hands away from Nam-Gyu's waist, watching as the other stripped his jacket off. There was still one more layer of clothing before he could actually get to the point of seeing Nam-Gyu's bare torso, but that can wait. Thanos pushed himself onto Nam-Gyu once more as soon as the jacket was draped over a hanger in the stall. Nam-Gyu let out a surprised breath, gritting his teeth together once Thanos's lips fell onto his neck once again.
Well, Nam-Gyu hasn't seen Thanos this needy, ever. Eh, that's a lie. He's needy when it comes to drugs. Is it the drugs making him this touchy? Usually Nam-gyu is the touchy one.
Nam-Gyu jumped up, feeling Thanos's warm hands sneak up his shirt and onto his cold, bare waist. He shuddered, his body arching forwards slightly before falling back against the wall. Thanos was still working his lips all over Nam-Gyu's neck. He paused before biting, and then sucking, staining a hickey there. Nam-Gyu bit down on his bottom lip before breathing out tensely, "Jesus christ, man," he muttered. Both of them were too caught up in their own freaky-fantasy that they didn't pay attention to the chattering outside of their occupied stall. It wasn't anything about them, just usual bathroom chatter that happen at the games.
Thanos began to drag his hand up Nam-Gyu's side, it was slowly, though, inching closer to the others chest. His hands were bunching up Nam-Gyu's shirt as he dragged them up, grabbing the fabric so he'd be able to take it off once he gets there.
Thanos's hand finally came upon Nam-Gyu's cold chest.
"You'll give me drugs after this, right?" Nam-Gyu asked, blinking at the other as he watch Thanos pull away from his neck. Thanos looked down at the bathroom floor before narrowing his eyes, side-glancing Nam-Gyu. He was silent for a few moments before straightening his posture, his face hovering over Nam-Gyu's. He blinked awkwardly, bottom lip perked outwards. Nam-Gyu blinked back, squinting before Thano's hands fell out from under Nam-Gyu's shirt. The purple haired man shook his head with yet another 'blelelele' sound, turning around and unlocking the stall, immediately walking out.
Thanos bumped into Myung-Gi, who was eyeing the stall he came out, "What are you looking at, MG Coin?" he spat before shoving past everyone else towards the exit of the bathroom.
Nam-Gyu watched, groaning and pinching the bridge of his nose before grabbing his jacket and hopping after Thanos, "C'mon man!" he whined as he as well shoved past everyone. When the door shut after Thanos walked out, four other guys entered, Nam-Gyu almost crashing into the one in the front, "Damn it, move it!" He hissed before dodging them, scampering out the door.
Jung-Bae paused, watching as Nam-Gyu ran out the door. He looked at Gi-Hun, In-Ho, and Dae-Ho, pointing with reluctance at the man who just ran out of the bathroom, "Was that- Did he have- Was that a hickey on his neck?" Gi-Hun and In-Ho stared Jung-Bae, "What?" Replied Gi-Hun with a scoff. Jung-Bae shook his head, "Nevermind."