It had slipped Seungkwan's mind that he actually needed oxygen to survive, so on the brief occassions that him and Hansol broke apart both of them were panting quite loudly. Cheeks were flushed, and hair was mussed but neither of them cared. Clothes were crinkling from how tightly they were being fisted, the friction nearly burning every inch where the two of them were touching as they seemingly danced back and forth exchanging heated kisses.

On some occassions Hansol would seemingly kiss him from below after sliding his entire body forwards until they were pressed inch for inch, although Seungkwan's line of sight more or less consisted of Hansol's forehead and thick, dark hair. The other would then surge upwards to capture his lips in a forceful kiss, however more often than not the other would miss and his lips would get caught and distracted by the pale and previously unmarked flesh of his neck almost every time.

Seungkwan couldn't help but moan at the heated tongue sliding wetly over his skin again and again, how teeth would mark and scrape along his flesh and how hot breath would just ghost across it whenever Hansol pulled back to admire his artwork.

Gentler, softer kisses occurred when Seungkwan was tugged down by about an inch or so until he was eye level with Hansol. Whenever that happened a hand would always cup his cheek, thumb across the rosy flesh while the other arm would wrap tightly around his waist and rub circles into his skin. The palm sliding up and down across the length of his back, though eventually the hand had actually slipped underneath his thick hoodie and repeated the same soothing action.

He adored those kisses. Sometimes they would remain as combinations of varying, lingering, closed lipped kisses applied with different pressure and different durations. The longer lasting ones would often blossom into something more passionate and their lips would end up lazily moving against each other's, yet somehow it still remained innocent.

The last type of kiss was very new and very exciting and was easily becoming Seungkwan's favourite. Hansol had s a hand in between their bodies, pressed it flat against Seungkwan's stomach and began pushing him backwards. He'd assumed it was because they, well, they needed to breath but when he leant back the other just followed. Eagerly nipping at his lips. The hand on his stomach had shifted up to his chest and Hansol's other arm wrapped around his waist and kept it pressed against his own abdomen.

It wasn't until Hansol tucked his legs underneath him and titled Seungkwan so far backwards that he was actually clinging onto the other's shoulders for support did it finally all click. The taller male quite clearly wanted him to lay down flat on his back, so he did just that. His body making a dull thudding sound as it fell onto the metal flooring, pain had briefly flared but from the way Hansol was looking at him it was long forgotten.

Hansol was decidedly pleased with the new position, his eyes hungrily drank in every gorgeous feature as he fought back the urge to groan, Seungkwan was laying down flat on his back with his arms splayed out above him as his chest heaved rapidly. Pink cheeks and red lips, shirt ridden up to expose a sliver of skin and wet spit glistening on the hickies that littered the other's neck.

As much as he wanted to return to kissing the hell out of he boy beneath him he knew he had to reign himself in, after all Seungkwan was an innocent bundle of sunshine and Hansol must protect him at all cost. Even from himself and his pent up hormones.

"Sorry, I uh, got a little bit carried away there boo" Hansol ground out, squeezing his eyes shut and breathing deeply in an attempt to calm himself.

"I didn't mind at all Hansol, not one bit" Seungkwan purred as he reached his hands upwards to tug the other down by the collar of his shirt. Humming in satisfaction when the other returned to kissing him once more, palms rubbing over his thighs and hips.

"Seungkwan, babe we need to-" Seungkwan interrupted Hansol with kisses, pulling him against his body more forcefully. "Babe ple-eeasee!" this time it was with a rather harsh tugging on the sensitive hairs on the back of Hansol's neck. "Seungkwan for ! sake! babe this is so not fair!" Hansol growled into Seungkwan's ear because said male had slipped his hand up underneath Hansol's shirt before raking his nails down said flesh in between hot, open mouthed kisses.

"Why?" Seungkwan rasped out as moved to drawing random patterns over the broad shoulders, fingertips grazing along the skin in repetitive swirls and spirals.

"Because just because-"

"Because we can heard you two and kissing from down here!" a deep voice boomed, followed by a second voice screaming "this is a children's park you idiots! Do you know how many minds you could of just corrupted forever!?"

Jihoon and Seungcheol nodded at each other, proud of their unity before the faces of a smug Hansol and embarrassed Seungkwan popped above the railing on the tower. Neither of them said a word and just clambered down the play park with heads hung low in shame. Although the tense moment was completely ruined when the two taller males simultaneously said "hickies on the first kiss?! Dude! Nice one!" and then proceeded to fist bump.

And if that wasn't enough to turn the two shorter males bright red with a combination of fury and embarrassment, the two idiots continued on with their little 'I made out with my boyfriend better than you' did competition.

"Had this cutie quite happily in my lap" Hansol said smugly, grasping Seungkwan's hand in his own as he pecked the other on the forehead lovingly.

"Oh that's so sweet, you see I had this little minx up against the wall, legs round my waist loving every second" Seungcheol countered with as he wrapped his arms around Jihoon from behind, purring the last part in his boyfriends ear and grinning as the shorter male squirmed in response.

"Innocent little boo here couldn't keep his hands off of me, even when I said we should stop" said the dark haired male as he smirked, taking a step closer to Seungcheol.

"Aw bless, how cute. Gave it to him so good that kitten over here couldn't even tell me who his best friend was, the only thing he could say-well moan was my name" Seungcheol bragged with and he glared at Hansol.

Meanwhile Jihoon and Seungkwan were gasping and regarding each other rather curiously, both of them silently nodding to what their boyfriend said. Affirming to the other that it was true. But neither of them appreciated their first kisses being used as some kind of competition and talked about in such a vulgar manner.

So after Seungcheol had spoken they promptly locked eyes, nodded once, raised a hand, reached across and smacked the other's boyfriend quite harshly across the cheek with simultaneously screaming "that's my best friend you're talking about you pig!" before turning tail and storming over to the swings arm in arm. Leaving two dazed males in their wake whose eyes trailed after their boyfriends, whines coming out of their mouths before apologies flowed out instead as they ran after the other two.

After being reluctantly forgiven and peppered with kisses afterwards the two couples found themselves centred around the swing set. Seungkwan himself was actually sat on the swing, though he wasn't moving because Hansol was sat in between his legs, head lolling to the side to rest on one of Seungkwan's thighs.

Jihoon and Seungcheol were no less than a metre or so away but sat together in a much larger swing. It was almost bowl shaped and made out of rope twisted and plaited together, Seungcheol laid flat against it with Jihoon directly on top of him. The two of them swaying back and forth as the swing rocked ever so slightly.

Seungkwan however was really not having fun, he was absolutely freezing. The little warmth he had coming from Hansol just wasn't enough and after leaning down to whisper in his unsuspecting boyfriends ear the two of them grinned before leaping to their feet and jumping onto the swing as well. Seungkwan rolled Jihoon off of Seungcheol and clambered on top of him before curling up quite happily, whereas Hansol did quite literally belly flop on Seungcheol and groans of pain sounded from both males as they clutched various body parts delicately.

"Aw Jihoon look, we finally got to have that you always wanted!" Seungkwan chirped before he was shoved off of the swing by a very red faced Jihoon. As the grumbling male went to open his mouth once more Jihoon pounced on him and clamped a hand over his mouth.

"Seungkwan I don't give two s how much you my hand we've probably shared toothbrushes" Jihoon growled as he used his free hand to smack his irritating best friend upside the head.

Hansol stared down at his boyfriend, torn between laughing and being concerned. He settled for laughing when Jihoon began repeatedly smacking him on the forehead, Seungcheol soon joined in.

"Do you have any idea what's going on?" he whispered, and the other boy looked at him with wide eyes and answered with a shrug of his broad shoulders. "I say we find out, do you think you can grab Jihoon and get him off?" Hansol asked, grinning as Seungcheol nodded quickly before quietly slipping off of the still moving and creaking swing and crept up behind his boyfriend.

Jihoon felt arms circle his waist and he cried out, feebly pounding against the limbs now encasing him but it was of no use. Legs dangled uselessly as he was easily picked up off the ground and carried back to the swing, Seungcheol cooing at his whines and pleads to be let down. Jihoon knew what was coming so he buried his face in the crook of Seungcheol's neck and faced his back to Seungkwan, ignoring the obnoxious laughter as his eyes began to gloss over while his face heated up considerably.

"Shall I tell them Jihoon? Give them both a little explanation?" Seungkwan asked rhetorically, Jihoon knew he would do it either way yet he couldn't help but laugh when his best friend spun around with flushed cheeks and a jutting out bottom lip looking like he was about to cry. Seungcheol however didn't appreciate it and upon seeing that his bundle of sunshine was nearly in tears began fussing over him endlessly, although his eyes immediately locked onto Seungkwan when he coughed loudly and opened his mouth to start explaining. "It all began a few hours ago when-"

"When Seungkwan was a colossal dickwad that pinned me down and black mailed me!" Jihoon screeched, finger pointing accusingly at Seungkwan.

"Very funny Jihoon just tell them the truth already, this is a safe place, we all love you-"

"Did I look like I was finished?!" he roared, eyes blazing with fury and even Hansol was backing away slightly. "You pinned me down and said to me that if I didn't film that humiliating and dirty video and send it to Seungcheol you would send him every single mug shot you had of me and invite them round for an in the hot tub! That's what happened you conniving, evil little !" Jihoon screamed as he practically shook with anger, and no amount of Seungcheol whispering baby in his ear while running his hands over his thighs calmed him down.

"What can I say, I saw the chance and I took it, you're welcome Seunghceol, I think you'll quite like the video" Seungkwan said suggestively as he winked at Seungcheol, Hansol was stood there laughing but from a safe distance in case Jihoon lunged for Seungkwan again.

"And what exactly is the video Seungkwan? What did you force him to do?" Seungcheol growled out, the image of Jihoon being forced to do anything against his will was something that he would not tolerate in the slightest, even if he may enjoy the end result. He cuddled the smaller male to his chest tightly and mumbled nonsensical words into his ear to sooth him and placate the distressed boy. Shifting when his bum became numb and eventually he settled for crossing his legs and seating Jihoon directly in his lap, his hands finding home up underneath the other's thick hoodie and against smooth heated flesh.

"He made me say that you were daddy as " a small, quiet, sleepy voice mumbled. Jihoon felt the way that Seungcheol's entire body stiffened and how Hansol did a sharp intake of breath in shock but he couldn't care less. Ever since the taller had pulled him off of Seungkwan he had been running his hands up and over Jihoon's thighs repetitively he just couldn't focus.

Palms slid up his back before circling back down, though the next time they went back up they were underneath his hoodie just like before. And just like before Jihoon found the touch sinfully soothing, it was worrying how easily the constant pressure and warmth seemed to pacify him. Soon enough he found his eyelids growing heavy and his body slumping against the much large one in defeat.

"And might I add that he looked thoroughly wrecked while saying it, just warning you like I've seen him eat mud and worms and even I was like son you look hot as " Seungkwan said hurriedly, throwing a guilty glance over towards Hansol who had folded his arms over his chest and grumbled under his breath.

Seungcheol just gaped in complete shock, red on his cheeks and his heart in his mouth. But unfortunately, a tired Jihoon is a very honest Jihoon.

"I mean, like, you are actually daddy as , you're just so dominant and rough and I absolutely love it but that's not the point, Seungkwannie was mean to me about it" Jihoon mumbled, not really caring what was going on around him as long as the calloused hands didn't stop touching him and soothing him until he fell asleep. Which was going to be very soon if the other didn't stop.

"Don't worry dude, I'll show you how to record a screen so you can to it later" Hansol said proudly, ignoring the slap he got from Seungkwan across the face and the punch his got from Seungcheol on his arm.

"Dude shut up he's sleeping!" Seungcheol hissed. If he was honest he was quite glad that Jihoon was sat on top of him, it was like having his own personal, squishy, cuddly, hot water bottle. And with the late evening chill finally rolling in he found himself holding back shivers and holding Jihoon tighter to himself.

"You'll have to wake him up or he'll be super grumpy tomorrow, and I assume you'll be showing up for once tomorrow so you can spend time with him? A grumpy Jihoon is not a very affectionate Jihoon I tell you now" Seungkwan said slowly, deliberately making sure that Seungcheol understood. Glaring at Hansol when he mentioned showing up tomorrow to get his point across. Hansol nodded meekly as he crumbled under the weighty stare.

"Fine fine, Jihoonie, baby you have to wake up, come on" he soothed, gently shaking the once sleeping male. Unable to resist cooing at the way Jihoon only clung on tighter to him and mumbled protests over and over. Even when he tried to stand to shake the male off he clung onto him like a koala, legs wrapped firmly around his waist, Jihoon's cold nose pressed against his neck as the other inhaled and exhaled softly.

Jihoon felt himself being jiggled up and down repeatedly, and he whined brokenly in protest. He didn't really want to get up but Seungcheol had promised that tomorrow he would come to school and sit with him all day so naturally he opened his eyes, rubbing at them as he demanded to be lowered.

He stood on shaking legs before he gave up and leant heavily on Seungcheol, nuzzling and curling himself against the taller male's side. He heard the distinct sound of a picture being taken but he didn't care, not when his actions were making Seungcheol laugh. The deep rumbles resonated within his bones and it was there and then that Jihoon decided that he would do everything that he could to make sure that Seungcheol never doubted him again.

Hansol spluttered in embarrassment as he watched Jihoon jump up, seemingly wide awake as he pressed chaste kiss after kiss onto an unsuspecting Seungcheol who definitely perked up at the attention he was being lavished with. Hansol couldn't help but grin at how happy Seungcheol looked. How he laughed under his breath, his eyes crinkling and mouth stretching into an unbearably wide smile. Cheeks flushed as he returned his boyfriend's advances eagerly, looking like an eager puppy being showered with affection. Looking to his left he saw Seungkwan watching the scene unfold with the same look of adoration in his eyes, though it was probably not directed at Seungcheol and instead at Jihoon.

Hansol was just ecstatic that Seungcheol wasn't crying anymore, that for the moment he was no longer feeling guilt over something that he had clearly been forgiven for. Although he was more than happy for the two of them, and himself for the matter he thought as he glanced lovingly at his own boyfriend to his left, he was a little bit worried as to how Seungcheol was going to deal with Jihoon's parents. They weren't exactly keen on him, but it seemed that Jihoon's mother was on the fence when it came to Seungcheol if the incident as they were leaving was anything to go by.

"Why can't we be that cute?!" Seungkwan whined as he watched Seungcheol pick Jihoon up from the waist and spin him around, the two of them giggling loudly all the while.

"The last time I picked you up Seungkwan you swore at me afterwards" Hansol stated idly, leaning against the metal frame of the swings.

"That was when I thought I hated you, you can thank Jihoon for that little change of heart though. He always told me that I liked you, that I just couldn't see it, though I think the entire school could see it" Seungkwan muttered out guiltily.

"Everyone but you Seungkwan"

"Not anymore though, I can see very clearly now" Seungkwan said shyly as he came and stood directly in front of his new boyfriend. Half of him really wished he was brave enough to grab his hand or hug him, even kiss him, but most of him was just a blushing mess. However the raised brow that Hansol was sporting irked him no end so he hastily grabbed the front of the other's shirt and yanked him down until their lips met painfully. It lasted only for a few seconds but Seungkwan felt Hansol grinning into the kiss, he released the shirt and threw the male off of him with his eyes glued to the floor.

Hansol ignored the blush on his face and wordlessly drew the shorter male into a tight embrace, and looking over he saw Seungcheol in a similar predicament. With the other's distracted he took the opportunity to converse with Seungcheol silently, only mouthing the words.

"Someone's happy" Hansol mouthed.

"Deliriously so, it seems that you are too" Seungcheol responded with.

"We best get them home before it gets cold" he said silently. A nod was all he got in response before they both unwound the arms wrapped around their shoulders and began walking across the grass.

It was about half way home that Jihoon noticed that Seungcheol was shivering beside him, how icily cold and stiff his fingers had become paired with suspiciously purple lips. When he had asked of the other was cold he had simply shrugged and waved off his concern with a bright and misleading smile.

But ten minutes later when the other sneezed Jihoon wordlessly unwrapped his scarf from around his neck, unfolded the fabric so that it became more of a half blanket than anything and placed it around the freezing males neck and bare arms.

When the shivering didn't stop he demanded they halt for an impromptu cuddle break where he held the sides of his jacket open and allowed trembling limbs to slip underneath. He hissed at the cold but Seungcheol groaned at the warmth. When Seungkwan's whining became to much for all three of them to take and no amount of distractions or teasing from his boyfriend could shut him up they began walking again.

They trudged on at an increasingly slower pace until Jihoon had had enough and took his jacket off completely, held it between his elbow and his side as he did up the buttons on his thick, cotton, checked shirt. And once he had finished he slipped the jacket over his boyfriend's shoulders, finding humour in how he had always bought large clothing. It seemed the two of them were subconsciously fated for each other. Seungcheol had grumbled and shook it off at first, insisting that Jihoon should wear it instead but after furious pleading and begging he agreed that he would wear it until he warmed up.

The pink haired male knew the other was lying when he handed it back no less that ten minutes later but he couldn't even mumble out a squeak of protest with the smouldering look he was being given. Before, at random times when he had mumbled something underneath his breath be it an insult about Hansol or some other snide comment Seungcheol would fix him with the same weighty stare, only now he was allowed to crumble underneath the stare because he knew of the power hidden in those eyes. After all, he had been pinned up against the wall without a fuss for a good twenty minutes. Just thinking of it instantly warmed his body.

The four of them hopped from foot to foot outside of Jihoon's house, they didn't even have to be back, they still had about two hours until they were due back however the night had become unexpectedly cold. Evident clearly in the way Seungcheol was hugging his body to himself. Both couples wanted to say goodbye even though they would probably end up talking all night through social media, it's just that they wanted to say goodbye properly. Hansol's teasing was amusing to everyone but Seungkwan.

"Come on boo! Just give me a kiss!" Hansol whined as he reached out for said male but he danced out of his reach. "Let me kiss you then?"

"No! No way! The second I let you near me Ma will spring out from behind the door and take even more pictures and send them to my mother, you think she's joking when she says she'll be putting them in a photo album? You think not, but oh she will" Seungkwan insisted as he continued to run away from Hansol, settling for hiding behind Jihoon.

"Oh please, hiding behind Jihoon, what the hell is he going to do? Bite my ankles?" Hansol said snidely, laughter dying down when he saw the look of pure fear on Seungkwan's face. Fading completely into mumbled curses underneath his breath when the other began whispering "not the face Jihoonie please! Not his either I might need that!"

Seungcheol watched with faint amusement as Jihoon chased Hansol around his front garden, every time he got close enough he would launch himself forwards. Only this time he succeeded and landed two feet flat against Hansol's back which sent him tumbling to the floor, Jihoon quite happily sat on his back bending his arm at a painful angle, ignoring the pleads.

"He likes you, a lot. Just to let you know, he never stopped, well technically he thought he did because he though you and S.Coups were different people. But if you think about it he's had a serious crush on you for years Seungcheol, so please don't ever doubt that this isn't real" Seungkwan whispered as he stared at the form of his boyfriend lying crippled on the floor with vague concern.

"I know, I just don't know if I want to believe that you know? I want to believe that this is all a joke because I hunk that's what I deserve, just look at him! How can I deserve that little bundle of joy in my life, I'll only drag him down" Seungcheol countered with, his eyes never leaving the form of Jihoon as he triumphantly glared down at Hansol.

"He wouldn't care if you dragged him left, right, and in spirals as long as it was you doing it" Seungkwan hissed out as he reluctantly wandered over a peeled a still irked Jihoon off of Hansol's back and helped him stand, laughing when he immediately hid behind Seungkwan.

The incident moved to the back of his mind when Seungkwan quickly stood on tiptoe and kissed Hansol goodbye, groaning as his prediction came true and Jihoon's parents burst through the door. However he was puzzled by how Jihoon's mother was shooing her husband away from the door until he was back inside, but he managed to get out his piece first.

"Oi! Oi you! You and me are gonna have words son! You best not plan on hurting my boy again, if I even let you get that far-ow would you quit hitting me woman!" Jihoon's father yelled before he retreated inside the house. But his words were enough to blow over the teetering house of cards that was Seungcheol.

"Ignore him Seungcheol he'll come around-"

"No it's okay, he's right, he has a right to be mad kitten, I'll have to come round and talk to him eventually though I'd rather do it when you weren't there. I don't want you to have to see this, I can't stand seeing you upset" Seungcheol choked out as he removed the scarf from around his neck, twirled it around his boyfriend's shoulders and leant down to sweetly kiss his forehead. But at the last minute Jihoon jumped up so that they kissed on the lips instead.

Seungkwan laughed as he felt himself being grabbed by the wrist and dragged inside by a bright red Jihoon, however things took an awkward turn when his mother stood in front of the doorway with her arms folded, hip cocked to one side and a stern look on her face.

"How far away is your house? Both of you that is" she barked out.

"Seungcheol is at mine tonight, mum has the night shift, I live near where the old cinema was" Hansol answered cautiously.

"That's nearly forty minutes away! And it's getting dark, and the ice cream one didn't even bring a jacket you stupid boy!" she bellowed. But when she bent down to whisper in her sons ear she had an entirely different tone. "If you ask nicely, I'll let them come in and warm up for a little bit and then I'll drop them off home" she whispered, laughing as her son immediately threw himself forwards and hugged her tightly. "I know. I know. I love you too, I trust that you won't be having any gay up in your bedroom though young man!"

Jihoon chose to ignore that comment, and how Seungkwan burst into laughter and the occasional snort as he toed off his shoes in the doorway. "Come on" he shouted over his shoulder, rolling his eyes at the look of confusion. "Ma said you could come in for a bit, she'll drive you home later"

"Oh no we couldn't possibly, there's no need really" Seungcheol said, as he waved his hands in front of him.

"Get inside ice cream. Now. You too bleep boy" Jihoon's mother ground out and both males cowered in fear, it was evident where Jihoon got his Jihooness from.

The second Seuncheol made his way up the flight of dark wooden stairs he was in awe at how large Jihoon's bedroom was. His own room was by no means small, neither was Hansol's, they were both about average. But Jihoon's had a king sized bed in the middle, and about two metres of space around the bed before it met furniture and pastel blue walls.

However before he could even exclaim his surprise he was engulfed quite literally by a soft duvet and half dragged half manhandled until he laid flat on his back against the soft mattress. A voice from above ordered him to sit still but Seungcheol couldn't see himself putting up much of a fight, the only resistance he made was pulling Jihoon underneath the covers with him.

Seungkwan and Hansol watched the scene unfold with amusement, and as the other two fought under the duvet they decided against sitting on the bed for now and instead collapsed onto the air bed next to Jihoon's own. Seungkwan disappeared without a word and Hansol was left awkwardly watching the ceiling. The other thankfully returned a few moments later wearing sweatpants and an oversized shirt, hot water bottle in one hand and a dvd case in the other.

"We're watching grease" he stated, leaving no room for argument.

It was halfway through the film that Hansol realised he hadn't been watching much of it, only the bits when they weren't singing because that was when his attention was solely focused on Seungkwan. He obviously knew that Seungkwan was a good singer, but he'd never heard it and now he was deeply irritated by how down played his voice was. Everyone just said he was good, or alright. But no. Seungkwan was phenomenal, his voice powerful, flowing over him and leaving goosebumps in it's wake, it captivated him and left him breathless.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are-you're voice is" Hansol choked out as he dragged the male closer towards him and observed him with wide eyes.

"Oh lay off, you just have to say that because you're my boyfriend"

"I'm saying that because you have the most beautiful voice I've ever been blessed to hear, Seungkwan look at my arm for Christ sake, you gave me goosebumps!" Hansol shouted as he looked at the other's embarrassed face. Obviously he wasn't used to the praise, something that Hansol would definitely have to remedy.

"You should hear Jihoon too he's-"

"I'm sure he's brilliant just like you, but it's not him that my heart lies with baby-" Hansol found himself cut off mid sentence by a pillow to the face and when it was pulled back he was greeted with an utterly adorable Seungkwan whose entire face was red as he tried to stutter out a reply. Skipping the protests he went straight in for the kill. Throwing his arms around Seungkwan's waist and dragging the boy down with him until they both laid on the bed, and after removing a hand he cupped the other's cheek and refused to let him look away as he whispered more words of praise.

"You warmed up yet?" Jihoon whispered from his new home within Seungcheol's arms. He only had a low him in response and after leaning back he saw that the other was nearly asleep. But his body was still cold to the touch, and his lips still purple. "Don't lie, your lips are still purple"

"Maybe you could warm them up for me" Seungcheol groggily mumbled, but Jihoon didn't hear it that way. All he heard was an incredibly deep, rough from sleep voice purr in his ear, sending shivers over his skin and dropping his heart to his feet. But he didn't even have time to voice out something that undeniably would of just been a squeak because lips claimed his own.

Completely skipping the gentle and caring build up Jihoon's eyes flew open in shock but fluttered closed as Seungcheol effortlessly slipped his tongue inside his mouth and curled it around his own. Sealing his own obscenely dark lips around his pink ones and , teeth nipping at the plump flesh before returning to sensually kissing the breathless boy. Jihoon found himself completely on his back as Seungcheol's body rolled down onto him like a fluid wave, lips still devouring his own roughly, slick with spit as the slid over each other's time and time again.

"I though I said no gay in the bedroom Jihoon!" his mother shouted as she burst through the door as she immediately squealed at the sight before her. Just as Jihoon was about to scream in embarrassment he heard his father roar from the floor above and him and his mother shared an equally fearful look. "Ice cream, bleep boy, downstairs now if you value your lives!" she yelled as she turned around and blocked the stairway.

Seungcheol and Hansol shared a look before they ran out of the room only to be held back as Jihoon and Seungkwan planted a firm and lingering kiss to their lips and they couldn't help but lose themselves in it. Unfortunately Jihoon's father was halfway down the stairs and screamed multiple curses at the two taller males, shouting that "they must let go of his children at once!". And they did. Just after they had pulled back, winked at the enraged man before diving back in and stealing another kiss before running down the stairs and out the door, Jihoon's mother following close behind.

As she pulled up to the curb and waved of the multitude of thank you's she received from the two teenage boys she shouted from the window "as far as it goes, I approve of you! You included ice cream!" and the woman pulled away with a soft smile from the look of pure happiness on ice cream's face. Though when she returned home she couldn't help but burst into laughter at how furious her husband was, and she then decided that in that precise moment she definitely, totally, completely, one hundred percent approved.

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