I love you, remember?

— Fuck, Felix, I'm not wearing this! — Jisung's voice could be heard from the fitting room, just because I lost at cards doesn't mean I'm going to wear it! —So, then, let's measure it," freckled drawled contentedly. Turning 180 degrees, Lee choked on his coffee, noting to himself that he should take Jison to the mall more often. — We take it, it is not discussed. It's your own fault that you lost my wish. Ignoring all the discontent of the Khan, Felix successfully left the store with a purchase. Shoving a small, well-designed craft package into the hands of a friend with a malicious smile, he said: — Tomorrow I'll pick you up on the way to uni, you'll wear it tomorrow. — seeing how Jisung opened his mouth to be indignant, he immediately continued: And this is not discussed. - "And this is not discussed," Khan copied with a dissatisfied face. On the way home, the latter persuaded Leakes to go to a coffee shop for a latte. So Sonya's mood was lifted by a drop after all. ★★★ — Felix, I look like a whore! Khan whined standing in front of the mirror at home. He was wearing the same tennis skirt from the mall and the top Felix had kindly lent him. The image was completed with stockings, emphasizing slender legs. However, there was something else, a light makeup consisting of eyeliner and gloss on plump lips. —Honey, don't whine, you're an expensive whore, and that's good," Lee said with a sly smile on his face, looking in the mirror. —'I'm an expensive whore,' damn it, Felix, that sounds like shit," Jison exclaimed again. — Hurry up, we wanted to go to the coffee shop, and then, Hyunjin and Minho are waiting for us," Lixi drawled contentedly, waiting for a reaction from a friend. — Since when has Lee been following us, we hated him last year, what kind of jokes is Felix? — Well, don't be angry, he happens to be normal, and Hyunjin treats us well... — You and your boyfriend, completely forgot about me — Ji pouted resentfully. — Well, don't be offended, I just wanted to invite you to a party, and after that we'll go to my place for the night, like before, do you want? — Lixi lowered his eyes guiltily to the floor. Well, how to refuse such a sun? So Jison does not know, of course he agreed to the party, because after that he will have a whole night with a friend. As a child, it was their tradition to spend every weekend with each other. Of course they are growing up, but their bond is getting stronger and stronger. Don't think about it, they are really just friends, even though they are both non-traditional. Felix has Hyunjin, they are perfect for each other, but Han... And what about Khan? He has someone in mind, and this someone bullied him all last year, of course as a joke, but the whole university knew about their rivalry. They competed everywhere, from "who will run the most laps in physical education, up to "who has the best tackle". And all at the same time, it was accompanied by cheerful laughter and excitement in the eyes. And this year, something changed on Minho's part, he just watched. Yes, as strange as it may sound, he was constantly watching. With interest, with passion, with cunning, with approval, and sometimes his eyes darkened and looked as if into the very soul. This look was felt everywhere, even when Sony was standing with his back, there was a feeling that someone was going to drill a hole in him. It's annoying and exciting at the same time. And the scariest thing was that Khan liked it. Yes, he liked Minho. Ji accepted it at the beginning of the year. He liked everything about him. Appearance: cat eyes, expressive eyelashes, coral lips that Sony couldn't stop looking at, straight nose, cheekbones, dark hair that he dyed purple. Lee can't even imagine how this color suits him. And his hands, Khan couldn't tell how much he liked his muscular hands with long, dexterous fingers. Oh, yes, Minho was pumped up, he had a slim body, but Ji did not lag behind, he wanted to be perfect for Lee. And the last thing that finally finished off Soni was Ho's velvety voice, which at some moments sank and became low. Yes, it seems that just now someone's voice was calling Honey by name, and someone's hand was shaking him by the shoulder. Oh no, what a disappointment, it's just Felix asking to choose which coffee to buy them. — Oh, latte of course, did you forget? — cleared his throat and said Gee. The thought flashed through my head, "the same as Minho's." But Sony only drove her away, he's not some crazy fanatic. Pushing his thoughts away, he looked around and immediately came across a lustful look from the table opposite. Some dubious man openly stares at him, the question "why" arose and he immediately found the answer to it, "oh, yes, I'm in a skirt." It immediately became uncomfortable, because the hem of the thing barely reached the middle of the thigh. Lowering his skirt even lower, at least trying, Sony leaned over to Felix, who was looking through the Instagram feed. — Lix, can we go to couples already? Han called out to his friend, still feeling the man's gaze on him. Lee mumbled back. — Oh, yes, that's right, we've been sitting too long, they're still waiting for us! Yeonbok rammed lightly, slapping his forehead. When the few things were collected, the guys were about to leave, someone's palm flew to Jisung's thigh. — And?! — the latter could not find words from shock and just stood watching the vile grin of the man. Which by the way was now standing close, and you could feel the pritarny smell of tasteless perfume. — What do you allow yourself?! Felix began, and was already rolling up his sleeves to give this impudent fellow a good punch, when he was interrupted by a dull blow to the cheekbone of a man. And interrupted by none other than Lee Minho, really, how did he end up here? ★★★ Damn Han Jisung looking at him so innocently. Fucking Han Jisung with his cheeks. Fucking Han Jison has been in my head for 2 years. You think it's easy to hold on, but everyone will envy his endurance. For the first six months, Lee simply refused to accept it, later, in order to somehow communicate with Jisung, Ho came up with the idea to tease and take him on weakly. Yes, it was stupid, yes, it was easier to just talk to him, but a conversation could destroy everything that exists between them. Minho couldn't let it just happen, so the only way out was just to hide his feelings. Not the most brilliant, but that's all Lee is capable of in such a situation. It was with such thoughts that Minho woke up on Monday morning. How he hates Mondays, but apparently something will make him start loving them a little more. And this is something, simply put someone — guess the third time? That's right, Han Jisung. But let's take it in order, the university fees were held automatically, on actions and time in the morning, Whether he is not fixated, but in vain. After all, when he looked at his watch for the first time at the beginning of the day, he was disappointed to find that he was inevitably late for the bus. A loud expletive escaped his lips before he had time to realize. And here is the result — he attracted the attention of a dozen people, in which his elderly neighbor was. A disapproving look immediately flashed across his face. Another expletive, out of desperation, almost slipped into the speech, but Ho covered it up in time. And at the same time he made a promise to himself, to think in the future, then to speak. Well, there was only one way out, to go in a circle. Mentally thanking himself for the decision to leave in advance, Lee set off on his way. Deciding to stop by on the way to the coffee shop, Ho accelerated, he doesn't need to be late for a literature lesson at all, even though he can't stand it. The teacher is boring, that's the whole problem. Approaching a familiar place, he inhaled more air, which immediately ended. Fucking. Jisung. In a skirt. Just like in his fantasies, a thought flashed through, which was immediately banished, since there was no time for jokes. If it were that simple, though it would be worth a lot of effort to keep looking at him all day. Han's books are gorgeous, a cotton from an unpleasant-looking man has just arrived. Although judging by his recent actions, he was not only unpleasant in appearance. Then he does not respond to his actions. The hands themselves opened the doors of the cafeteria, they themselves hit the scoundrel in the face, they themselves continued to strike at the man's body. Not strong enough to die, of course, but it certainly hurt a person, don't worry. It would have lasted a long time if someone's bare hands had not lifted him by the elbow to his feet. Turning his head, Minho saw the object of adoration, part-time Jison. He peered anxiously at Lee's face, looking for scratches or bruises. Was it a concern or did it just seem? Pushing away his obsessive thoughts, he finally gave voice. — What are you doing here? — the guy said in a slightly hoarse voice. Yes, the mission of "thinking first, then talking" has been successfully failed. — Well, we went to a cafe to drink coffee in front of couples and then this pervert, then you saw for yourself... Are you all right? In general, it wasn't worth it, we would have somehow ... — jabbered Jisung, already hiding his eyes to the floor or somewhere far away. Watching the embarrassed Han was the best pleasure, but time is passing and the start time of the lesson is approaching them at the speed of light. — Lovebirds, we seem, uh... we're late. Felix said with resignation. — What did you call us? — at the same time, the guys, all holding hands, said at the same time. Both were immediately embarrassed and pulled their hands away. And then it dawned on both of them. — I mean, are we late?! Run to the university! Honey exclaimed, jumping up on his toes, grabs both of them by the hands and flies out of the cafe, where shocked people and a man lying on the floor remain. And then there is another shock to Minho's brain. When Sonya jumped up, the skirt went up, revealing a view of her uncovered thighs. And it became clear that there were no protective shorts at the bottom. Too much going on for a Monday morning, huh? And there will be even more, it feels like an ass. Swallowing hard, Lee crossed the threshold of the cafeteria, immediately remembers about being late and looks back at Felix. — Did Hyunjin call you? The younger Lee's face stretches, remembering about Hwang. And then it turns white, revealing nine missed ones, one of which was a minute ago. And a minute ago it was 7:56. Classes start at exactly eight in the morning. We draw conclusions. ★★★ Eight hours, twenty-seven minutes. There is silence in the corridor and only a quiet argument of friends can be heard who will be the first to enter the audience. The sounds of what was happening outside the office reached the ears of the trio, and this is what scared them the most. The teacher was angry, which meant that today they had no mercy and that they would not get off with absenteeism, and he would also get a reprimand in the kit. Two in one, so to speak. They decided on a rock, scissors, paper, they did not see any other solutions to the problem. Guess who we have the most "lucky" of course Huni. He was the only one who had paper. Softly whispering an expletive under his nose, he opened the door with a creak. Without feeling Ho's gaze falling on his legs from behind. But he perfectly felt the teacher's head turning on him in slow motion. ★★★ — Well, it could have been worse, — chewing a sandwich, Hyunjin reflected, — you could have been sent to the dean, but as it is, you only have a working day and then only Jisung and Minho. — Because some personalities decided to argue in it — Ho hissed. — And who asked you to protect me? — Khan also cedes. Without specifying whether he meant help at the cafe or at the university. Lee Senior leaned towards the second version, which was quite obviously true. Jisung is not so ungrateful as not to appreciate the help. It would seem that food can happen, right? But Hoshi's gaze is released again on Soni's magnificent legs. My breath was out of control, I should have kept myself in hand, but Minho held back for a long time. Yes, and a semi-hard penis in very tight pants made itself felt. Inhale, exhale, he can't just rape Jison. Can not. Thoughts were interrupted by someone's small palm, which turned out to be somewhere in the area of the hips. — You're so tense, are you okay? — a quiet whisper sounded right next to my ear, while my hand was already stroking the inside of my thigh, gradually making its way to my groin. With a whistling breath of air through his teeth, Lee turned around and saw Han's impassive face in front of him. It was possible to think that he had dreamed everything and nothing was happening, but someone else's palm was still right next to the excited penis. Minho would love to seat the younger one on himself, but do not forget that they are "still" at the university, and their friends are still sitting opposite. Plus there are too many people around, "and Honey is only mine" ran through the thought in the head of the no longer thinking Lee. The flow of thoughts is interrupted again by a hand, or rather playful fingers, unbuttoning the zipper on his pants. An uncontrollable sigh escaped Ho's scarlet lips. "Minho, is everything okay?" You don't look well," Hyunjin asked warily. Felix, hanging on his arm, raised his head with interest. — Yes, are you sure everything is fine? Don't you need to get out? I can walk you out," Ji said in a mocking tone, as if he hadn't just climbed into his pants. And then everything became clear. —Yes, Soni, I think I'll need a little help," the elder Lee said in a hoarse voice, taking Han's hand and leading him to the sides of the men's room. The faces of the friends expressed undisguised surprise. ★★★★ As soon as the stall door closed behind them, Junior was immediately lowered onto Minho's lap. And so the short skirt rose higher, exposing Han's thighs even more, which spurred Lee on even more. The hands found their rightful place on the buttocks, immediately crushing them with their fingers, the skirt no longer hid almost anything. Looking into the eyes of the younger, the guy comes into contact with his lips and, feeling the cherry taste on them, already bites into them, biting the lower, then the upper lip, immediately licking the wounds. He starts squeezing the soft ass even more in his hands and, hearing Han's soft moan right on his lips, Lee blows the roof off. Starting to deepen the kiss, the elder dabbles with Jisung's tongue and feels someone else's arousal through the layers of clothing in the groin area. Sensing this, he pushes Sony even closer to him and leans forward. Touches the lips of the neck and collarbones of the younger and leaves a smudged bite. Then another and another. Gradually, the scarlet hue of the hickeys blossoming all over the neck appeared. They created a divine contrast with the pale, porcelain skin. Breaking away from someone else's neck, Ho looks at his efforts with satisfaction, scorches the younger's temple with hot breath and picks up the edges of Sonya's skirt with feverish movements. He unzips the zipper from behind, lifts him by the hips, as if hinting to remove the interfering fabric. But our Honey, apparently, has other plans. The latter gets down from the knees of the elder and falls on the tile. Hearing his languid breathing, seeing the bump in his pants, previously ignored, Jisung becomes more confident in his actions. With his hands on his hips, he finally unzips Minho's pants. Slowly raises his big innocent eyes up and immediately meets Lee's dark eyes. He covers his penis with his hand and immediately hears a heavy sigh from above, which gives him a signal to act further. The underwear was soaked from the release of lubricant, and the penis stood out more. The guy reached out with his hand again, starting to massage the organ through the underwear, feeling how the elder relaxes from his actions. Pulling off his underwear, the younger one looks at the bloodshot penis that he asked to touch him. Again he hears a soft embarrassed groan from above, looks up and sees a slightly reddened Ho. Taking note of this in his mind, he continues. Lifting it with his hands, he began to move his palms along the entire length, gradually smearing the natural lubricant. Having accumulated saliva in his mouth, he sinks lower and scorches the head with his breath. Licks and connects the tongue, passing it along the entire length, circling each wreath, smearing everything with saliva. The breath from above and the hand that appeared on his head excited him, wanting to do more. He grabbed the head with his lips and hearing a groan, the guy began to suck it, not yet knowing how sensitive this place is for the elder. Without hesitating for a second, he swallows even deeper, ignoring the already sore throat. Finally, taking a cock in his mouth until it stops, he hears moans from above that Minho is no longer trying to restrain. The thought comes to both of them that they can hear or someone can come in, but this only adds to the adrenaline. Sony begins to feel a small tremor and the fact that the hand lying on his head is cautiously pulling his hair back, but the younger one does not open from the penis. The loud moan of the elder and the whitish liquid that filled his mouth let him know that the latter had an orgasm. From this thought, Jisung ends up, swallowing everything and licking the drops of sperm from the penis that has not yet had time to go limp. Having only managed to get dressed in awkward silence, the guys hear the slam of the door, and the sounds of footsteps. It seems there are two of them, and these two suspiciously remind them of Felix and Hyunjin.. — Are you guys here? The next pair is in 2 minutes. Hwang's voice is clearly audible. — Probably they are not here, okay, let's go, maybe they are already in the audience, and we are here looking for them. Felix said, apparently, and the door closed. Both, holding their breath, looked at each other and for a second retreated embarrassment returned again. To put it mildly, they don't look very good. Rumpled clothes, tousled hair, scarlet and bitten lips, and most importantly hickeys all over Jisung's neck, testified to their not innocent occupation. Silence filled the men's bathroom stall. — Listen, — both began at the same time, in a hoarse voice. Han nodded his head to Minho, saying, "you speak." — I don't think this is the time and place to discuss everything, but the two of us need to talk, so are you free on Friday — Lee blurted out in one breath, not even realizing if he was free himself, but he will always find time for Sonya, don't worry. — I think so, will you write to me? — the voice failed and trembled treacherously. In response, Ho just nodded. The fear that he would be rejected filled all thoughts, but was immediately sent to hell because now there is another problem called "the second delay of the day." — Honey, I don't want to scare you, but our things are on the first floor, our classroom is on the fourth, we are in the toilet and exactly 15 minutes of the lesson have passed, — Lee whispered softly, with an expression of horror on his face. There is only one way out, just do not go for a couple, because if they reach it, then in an obscene form and this will entail hundreds of questions. Although it is impossible to avoid at least from friends. It was this idea that Soni voiced, and the elder only agreed with it.