I put on my rubber gloves to do the dishes after a satisfying meal and thanked Minwoo for bringing the dirty dishes in.

"No problem. Thank you for the food as usual, hyung." He hugged me from behind, then pulled away after a while to exit the kitchen.

I smiled softly at his lingering warmth and started scrubbing my plates and utensils clean. When I was done, I took off my gloves and joined him in the living room.

Except-

"Minwoo?" I blinked, and he sat cross-legged on the table where we just ate from. "What are you doing on the table?"

"Eat me."

"...what?"

I frowned slightly and shifted closer as if that was the reason I was hearing something weird slip out from my boyfriend's mouth.

"Eat me." He repeated louder, removing his shirt swiftly.

"Minwoo, don't be weird." I picked up his shirt that he carelessly threw, turning it inside out once more for him to wear it.

He grabbed the shirt I held out and gave it a forceful tug, pulling me closer, then snatching the shirt and throwing it even further this time. Circling my waist with his legs and my neck with his arms, I widened my eyes at the sudden aggressive liplock.

"Min-"

His hands slid down my chest to hold onto the hem of my shirt, slowly dragging it up as he reached inside of it to my body. I hurriedly grabbed onto his wrist, restraining him from any further movement.

"Take me as dessert." Minwoo pleaded, leaning as close as he could towards me while I leaned back as far as possible.

"Minwoo, what-"

"You keep treating me like a kid even though you keep saying otherwise." Tears threatened to fall from his glistening eyes, and he twisted his arms to free his wrists from my weakening grip. I let myself be pulled in by my collar, him leaning against my chest to cry. "Don't shun me."

"I-I'm not..." I held him gently, patting his back awkwardly.

"You are." He raised his head, red-rimmed eyes, red swollen lips and a pink blush so ing y. "I know what you've been doing in the toilet after we make out."

I felt my face turn pale and all my blood leave my head for somewhere south.

"So stop pushing me away. Do you know how embarrassing it is for me right now?" Minwoo bit his lower lip and let his embrace reel me in, let his gaze seal the deal. He pressed a kiss against my ear, breathing lightly. "I want you, too."

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Apparently a kitchen table is what I call a dining table, and most of the dining tables I saw are always outside of the kitchen, so I ended up setting it this way too.
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