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SEVENTEEN

ANDUP x VERNON

AUTHOR :: Jmnia

SMTM4 FICTION :: SEVENTEEN | ANDUP | VERNON

:: BACKGROUND MUSIC :: 

NOW PLAYING...

CRUSH - OASIS

Andup is not an obsessive person.

But lately, why has his brain been thinking about things like that with his young girlfriend?

Living room inside the condo Hanbyul still sat and looked at the small of his back as he scribbled lyrics down on paper. His red tank top with a rather deep slit was drawing his attention to his bare arms and white neck. Buried more than the game was playing.

“Hanbyul-hyung,” the little man slammed his pen down on his notebook in annoyance. Hansol plowed his chair over to his tall boyfriend, who was stretching out on the sofa playing a casual game, leaving him having to rewrite the lyrics several times.

“Yes,” he responded to the stream of eyes that were staring at the crook of his boyfriend's neck a moment ago, quickly shifting his gaze to the screen. He didn't know when the game on the screen had been lost, but what he did know was why was his girlfriend so white?

"He can't think of anything."

Hansol pulled up a chair and sat next to him, staring with his clear eyes. Hanbyul stumbled a bit and quickly blinked his eyes to push the thought of having his boyfriend pressed against the sofa out of his mind. It seemed risky, a little risky, but that's all. Hanbyul had only words in his head. that the prison is full

“Think about it slowly. We keep putting pressure on ourselves like this. It's only going to get worse.”

His slender fingers couldn't stop tapping at the phone screen. How hard he had to work. Hansol would never understand how he could sit there with his chin staring at each other like this. How could he not have a tank top that had deep cuts showing all the way to his liver and kidneys and through his appendages? more

The only way out was to keep his eyes on the phone screen as if it were something to keep him from accidentally dropping himself into jail.

"I'm not interested in him at all."

The little man's voice curled into his mouth as he pulled the phone out of his hand and threw it on the glass table next to Hanbyul, immediately aware of the dire situation.

Definitely dead, definitely in jail...

"Who said I'm not interested?"

The tall man stood up and walked around to pick up the notebook that his boyfriend used to write down lyrics. He opened it and looked around to read the lyrics that Hansol had tried to write. Hansol's skill was considered to have improved a lot if compared to the first time he made songs. together In fact, he might be too biased towards idols.

As I said, if you hate something, you usually get it like that.

Until now, I'm so lost I can't hold my head up anymore...

“Hyung…” Hansol moved his chair back to the same place where his girlfriend was standing. The little boy raised his head and stared at his handsome face before continuing. “When you write a song, 19 What do you miss here?”

What a tempting question!

“Just thinking about…uh…”

A slender, beautiful face with thin, light-colored lips, smooth, clear cheeks, and dark brown eyes in the style of a half-breed. Hanbyul's eyes flickered to his boyfriend, who was sitting with a pleading expression on his face, holding a pencil between his lips. Revealing the brightly colored tongue inside It was starting to drive Hanbyul crazy.

“….” Hansol still tilted his head, asking for an answer, like an adorable little kitten.

“I'm just thinking about general matters. Hmm…” dragging out a long voice like someone thinking hard, “Oh, the truth, yes, the truth.”

“I don't see anything about sex,” the boy's boyfriend muttered and picked up his phone and turned on the music.

TeachYou

Hanbyul's "What does this have to do with truth?"

Hanbyul keeps praying that Hansol will stop talking about this.

Since the most they had been together, they had just touched their lips in a childish way. Every time Hansol kissed him, it was difficult to restrain himself from making any further inroads.

“I think it's late today. We should go back now, I'll send you.”

Changing the subject is so disgusting!

"No, he wants to stay for a while."

“Then let me go out and buy you something to eat.”

A large hand rested on his boyfriend's head and he rocked him back and forth. Hansol smiled, closed his eyes and nodded in approval.

“He wants to eat ice cream, so I bought it for you.”

"yes"

Hanbyul takes his wallet and cigarette pack and walks outside. Secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Before walking to a nearby convenience store, he briefly entered the store. He had completely forgotten what his girlfriend had ordered him to buy and suddenly walked up to the shelf. In front of him were condoms of various brands and sizes.

Fuck now!

I shook my head countless times to regain consciousness and ordered my brain to reprocess.

"Ice cream. My girlfriend wants to eat ice cream sticks, not my ice cream. Remember this."

The tall man had to make the decision to move himself to the snack section. He picked up a few packets of snacks that Hansol liked and walked back around to the condom section.

“Come on, Andup is in jail.”

He walked over and picked up a Pepsi for Hansol and a can of beer for himself before walking back to where he had started.

“Fuck me, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream.”

Hanbyul's brain now looks like his brain has split into two. He's fighting hard and it's like his evil side is eating away at the gentlemanly qualities he's built up throughout his life. The tall man picks and chooses. ice cream stick Instead of this type of ice cream, the boy's boyfriend liked to eat it just because an evil thought popped up in his brain.

While paying, Hanbyul pretended to pick up this and that in front of the counter to avoid the angry stares the female employee gave him as he picked up the rectangular box and scanned the barcode. The tall figure raised his hand to scratch his cheek to correct his embarrassment. Rolling my eyes, I felt a little embarrassed.

After paying, he immediately grabbed his bag and walked out of the store.

“Have fun,” she shouted after him, causing Andup's spirit to possess him. He would have almost given out his middle finger if he hadn't been so considerate of the people.

I must have gone crazy.

He mumbled to himself a lot before taking out the bag he was carrying for important things and putting it in his pants pocket. Hanbyul took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth and lit it to make himself look more relaxed. She quickly walked up to the room.

My wife is definitely complaining now.

“Why did you take so long?”

As soon as he reached the little person who was sprawled out on the sofa, he turned around and muttered in the style of a young boyfriend who no matter what he did, it looked so cute...adorable.

“How long? Just a moment.”

It took a long time because of the condom, which is why he wanted to say that.

His little boyfriend took the bag from him and carried it as he searched for the items he had ordered. His little hand picked up an ice cream bar and held it up. His eyebrows furrowed, he stared intently at his beloved brother's face.

“He didn't order this ice cream stick.”

That's the problem...so what made me buy ice cream sticks?

"Since our favorite item ran out, I thought they could be substituted."

Even though he complained, his small hand still opened the ice cream package. Hanbyul sat down in the empty space next to him, moving a little closer to his boyfriend. He picked up a beer can and opened it with a cigarette still in his mouth.

"Actually it's not a problem. They can eat it."

At first, his attention was focused on the beer can. Hanbyul held the cigarette in his hand while the other hand lifted the beer can and took a drink. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the moment Hansol thrust an ice cream bar into his mouth.

A small tongue licked the stick in his hand. Bright red lips followed down and sucked on the sweetness from the stick…ice cream. Over and over again, the slender tongue licked from the base up to the tip, swirling the tongue like that.

Rushing!!

“Just a lot.”

"What's wrong with you?"

The little boyfriend was startled, his eyes widened and he quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth for his boyfriend who had accidentally choked on his beer just moments ago.

“It's all messy, why are you in such a hurry to eat it?”

“Hey!!”

Hanbyul exclaimed, quickly grabbing the soft hand that was using a tissue to wipe up the water that was dripping from the front of his legs and the crotch of his pants. The more lust is raging. The little boy raised his eyes to look at the handsome face that looked startled.

“He wiped it for me.”

When he finished, he shook his hand and handed out a tissue to clean up the sensitive spot. His small hand gently wiped and rubbed back and forth to clean it, but more than that, it was what was under his boyfriend's soft hand.

"Ah...no need to, I'll wipe it myself."

"I'll just wipe it for you."

Once again, his brain could only think of a single word…

Cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook, cook.

His white teeth clenched his lips to hold back his voice. His body tensed and he tried to stop him from waking up. His boyfriend held an ice cream in his mouth, his head lowered to the level of his stomach, hoping to make things better. Clean it for my brother, who loves the head that is moving up and down. The mouth sucks on the ice cream, preventing it from melting.

Hanbyul closed his eyes and controlled himself…

"They say I have to go wash up and I smell like beer."

The moment when Hanbyul plunged himself into nirvana, the adventurous devil like a young fan did the opposite, starting to unzip his pants as soon as his hand touched the sensitive part. Hanbyul immediately began to understand the truth of this world.

Having a young boyfriend is like locking yourself in prison for the rest of your life.

I already bought a bag and I can't stand it!!!

A strong arm wrapped around his waist, pulling his small body into a position to straddle his lap. As soon as something came into contact, Hansol flinched and tried to move away, but the more he struggled, the more it felt like he was riding harder.

“Ah…don't struggle, good girl. Let's get it over with.”

Hanbyul took the ice cream out of his boyfriend's mouth and replaced it with the tip of his moist tongue, which he sent to sweep up the sweetness in his mouth. The taste of the ice cream mixed through his small tongue. He licked and sucked and tasted the sweet scent like he was thirsty.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.” Just for a moment, letting his full lips have a chance to take in the air, Hanbyul crushed the soft petals of his lips, following closely behind him, hugging the body that was straddling his lap. Physically stronger

A strong hand caressed his smooth back, sliding down to caress his hips, soft and fun. The tip of his high nose caressed the entire length of his white, slender neck, inhaling the fragrant body scent that continually seduced him.

Of course…Hansol cooperated very well. The soft hips and buttocks were deliberately moved to squeeze along the length of what was under there, the pretty face smiled, satisfied with the reward that was worth it...

What prison is as happy as the prison named Hansol?

It should be ended and send P'Dup to jail.

A very strong faint, due to P'Dup's annoyance, as shown in the picture.

*Please ask permission from the translator and thank you*

And because I'm a person who doesn't know how to write rated scenes. If you're good at it, it's the NC style. But if I write, I'm very lazy.

It ended in a halt like this, society. /Please feel free to throw your shoes.

The second Dupnon fic. Each person has a different style.

The paddle is very heavy. /Wipe off the sweat and keep it in the basin.

Still rowing the Dupnon Indahout boat. Let's continue to support each other. Don't say goodbye, don't stop, don't rest. I'm really thinking about it.

Thank you for reading.

Every comment is an encouragement to enjoy reading :)