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They're definitely up to something again if Jisung's little sashay out of the kitchen is anything to count for. That, followed immediately by Felix's energetic, "Baby! Hey, you look so good on the couch. Could I have a seat too?"
Woah, woah, woah. Now hold up. This has never happened before. At least... not in the way today's string of suspicious activities have unfolded.
Sure, his two bubbly boyfriends never fail to give him a generous helping of cuddles and gifts and supplement them with acts of service, but this level of energy at 10 am is unheard of. Especially on a lazy day-off like today.
It is common knowledge in their team that Felix and Jisung's brains are legally out of service until 1pm on most rest days. Seungmin is the best witness for that with him having to haul both their (sexy) asses out of bed and untangle their (equally sexy) legs from whatever double knot formed overnight.
More often that not, he'd be ushering them over to brush their teeth after dishing up breakfast at 11 am.
Pancakes, or bacon & eggs, or a sandwich, or congee. If he's feeling a little sleepy that day, perhaps just juice and some cereal with milk. He knows that a hungry sunshine couple means a grumpy sunshine couple.
Besides their moods, Seungmin believes his boyfriends' body clocks also magically sync up every time they lay in bed together. Him, on the other hand, has the only functional, independent circadian rhythm of the September babies. It's something he takes much pride in. Can't blame Seungmin for preferring to take his steaming mug of coffee in the quiet of his home before the two cuddlebugs clamber in and take free reign over his personal space.
Yes, Seungmin loves the hugs as much as he refuses to admit it, but hot coffee and hot boyfriends in his lap don't exactly blend well. (He speaks from experience. Don't ask.)
Today is very different from the usual peaceful mornings, though.
Let's rewind time a little.
Since the minute Seungmin cracked his eyes open, both Jisung and Felix started the day already conscious (gasp) without the need for the blare of a digital alarm nor their much gentler prized human version (double gasp). The feeling of fingers busy playing with his hair was admittedly... nicer than Seungmin expected.
But before he had the chance to summon a quizzical look, Jisung cut in with a singsong "Morning, gorgeous. I made you coffee!"
"Morning, Minnie. We made it together, actually. I made sure Sungie didn't press all the funky buttons and brew your coffee into poison. You're welcome." Felix offers a quick wink while continuing his ministrations, fingers dragging deliciously along the singer's scalp. The sensations combined with an inkling of surprise at the revelation sends a shudder down his spine.
Blinking up at their soft smiles, Seungmin could not help but to pull both boys in by their waists, snuggling his head into Jisung's shoulder with a dizzy grin.
"That's awfully sweet of you, babies. What's up with you two today, huh?" The sweet scent of Jisung's shirt had him almost nuzzling deeper and closing his eyes again, but Seungmin settles for placing a chaste kiss on his man's shoulder instead. He giggles as Felix leans in and wordlessly plants a wet smooch on his cheek.
"Oh, you know. Early morning." Jisung quips. The words reverberate up the rapper's chest, sending small vibrations into Seungmin's ear. The sound is so blissful and he almost misses the statement completely.
But Seungmin, ever the sharp one in this relationship, straightens up after a beat. He arches a brow in response, eyes shifting between the two excitable men.
Very, very suspicious.
Still, the black-haird man decides to indulge in their unusual act today. He would be a fool to not let his boyfriends pamper him for a little while. How... bad could coffee made by a machine taste?
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Breakfast—coffee (not burnt, at least) with a side of boiled eggs (very, very runny)—turned out to be a survivable affair. Seungmin peppered both of their faces with an obscene number of kisses regardless of the state of his food, happy to not have to lift a finger. His apprehensive stare softened as he realised that his pretty members were trying their best to do something nice for him.
Jisung presented the black liquid at first, but helpfully poured some creamer and sugar into the mug after Seungmin gently explained how he fears a double shot espresso would keep his nerves on overdrive the whole day.
Felix slowly—painstakingly so—peeled two eggs, which could almost be marvelled for most uncooked cooked soft-boiled egg of the century, for Seungmin before moving on to Jisung's portion. Seungmin slurped up his breakfast before offering to help his struggling boyfriend with the rest of the eggs.
Unfortunately, Felix was adamant about doing it himself, to which his boyfriends patiently waited for him to be done with. They were more than content singing praises about Felix's smooth, long fingers and admiring the pleased look in his eyes.
Now, getting back to the point—let's examine the evidence.
Firstly: both boys being awake before Seungmin was.
Secondly: them making him breakfast and not burning the kitchen down.
And lastly: the bursting energy they both held as they sunk onto the couch, bracketing him from both sides.
Given the circumstances, it is only normal for Seungmin to be alert.
"Lix… be honest with me. Did you two do something wrong?" There's no way these two boys are being suspiciously overly sweet to him. He definitely trusts the Australian man to break the act first and tell the truth. Lixie has always been a little bad at lying. They all are, really.
“No,” said man pouted. “We just wanted to do something nice for you because you’re so beautiful and we love you so, so, so, so, so-”
“Ok, ok, I got your point,” Seungmin’s face heats up to a light pink, accentuating his soft puppy eyes under the attention.
“Aww, is my puppy feeling shy now?”
Bingo.
“S- stop it, Han Jisung.” The tall man’s voice trembles, lips forming a small pout. He keeps his eyes down, stubbornly trying to hide how his chest flutters with the compliments.
In a blink, the brown-haired boy has his fingers hooked under Seungmin’s pretty jawline and tilts his face up. “How will you make me stop?”
“Ooh, smooth one,” Felix muses. Even that humorous comment is unable to snap Seungmin out of his daze.
“Uh,” he manages dumbly, fingers shaky with excitement. Seungmin almost reaches up to grab Jisung’s face and smash their lips together, but of course—the oldest of the trio is faster. Jisung cradles his boyfriend’s face with both hands, wiggling onto his boyfriend’s pretty lap and caging smooth thighs under his weight. Right where he deserves to be.
“Lix, watch this,” Jisung whispers. The hot breaths fan against Seungmin’s mouth, making it dry up like a desert. He feels his skin pulse with desire, Jisung’s eyes never leaving his face for a single moment.
When their lips meet, it is with a primal type of desperation. The sounds coming from Seungmin’s throat are barely drowned out by Felix’s commentary. The feeling of electricity running through his body is unbelievable. A fever dream.
No, better than that.
“Seung, you sound so good. Such a pretty voice. Let me hear you better. Don’t be shy, baby. Let it out, I love it when you whine under our loving. Yes, like that. Just like that. So, so pretty. My angel.”
Seungmin almost sobs against his hot boyfriend, heart bursting with so much love that he cannot figure out where to place it. When the kissing pauses, he catches the dreamy look in Jisung’s eyes which must be mirrored in his own. Black orbs dilated with joy.
The sight is breathtaking, and Seungmin would have forgotten how to breathe right there and then if not for the burn of his lungs from the avid kissing. (Thank god for his vocalist lungs)
Between their panting, Felix crawls up to his lovers, ruffling their hair, “So beautiful. My beautiful boyfriends. I want to watch you kiss again. So sweet. Makes me happy.”
Seungmin feels both men’s eyes trail down towards his pink lips before they are claimed in another hungry kiss. This time, he lets his world tilt, back flush against the sofa as small hands roam over sensitive skin.
Time becomes an inconceivable concept, shadows growing longer as the world carries on at its own pace, undisturbed. Meanwhile, the three lovebirds are content with exploring pleasure to its fullest, letting their bodies stretch taut, skin slippery and hot, and spent smiles lighting up the room without the need to switch on the lamp.