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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      SEVENTEEN_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Kim_Mingyu/Lee_Jihoon_|_Woozi
  Character:
      Kim_Mingyu, Lee_Jihoon_|_Woozi
  Additional Tags:
      Romance, jigyu_-_Freeform, gyuhoon, Smut, Alternate_Universe_-_High
      School, Porn_With_Plot, i_HOPE_it_is_porn_with_a_plot_lmao, Top_Kim
      Mingyu, Bottom_Lee_Jihoon_|_Woozi, First_Time
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-09 Words: 2987
****** Uniforms and Bruises ******
by jigyunet
Summary
     Mingyu finds himself treating the wounds on Jihoon's body, wounds
     that came from throwing punches and receiving quite a few from
     bullies. Somehow along the way of patching up Jihoon's body, Mingyu
     starts to reflect on their friendship and how he wants to make
     Jihoon's last year in high school memorable. smut/smut/smut/cute high
     school au smut/
"Owww!" The loud yelp resonated within the well put walls of the student
council room. A shirtless Student Council President sat still on his wooden
desk as he let his junior treat his wounds he got from a fight a few minutes
ago.
 
"It's the 3rd fight you got in to!" Mingyu hissed as he gently patted an
alcohol soaked cotton on Jihoon's wound. 
 
"They were bullying you." Jihoon huffed in annoyance, "I just can't stand
people who herd themselves to target the weak."
 
"Hey...." Mingyu pouted, "I'm not weak."
 
"I know you're not." Jihoon winced as a band-aid was applied on to his aching
wound. "But you don't fight back either." 
 
Their relationship has always been like this.Ever since Mingyu stepped foot
into high school, he was already a target of bullies and unwanted attention.
Must be because he was tall, or he likes home economics, it might also be
because he is blessed in the looks department as well as his grades.But
suddenly, Jihoon came along. Jihoon who was small, who looked cute, was the
manliest person Mingyu has ever met in high school. 
 
Jihoon was the Student Council President, surprisingly enough, he still gets to
keep his title even though he usually beats up guys every now and then. Mingyu
carefully cleaned the wound on Jihoon's arm, it looked painful but Mingyu had
seen worse. He watched as Jihoon's lashes flutter each time he carefully blew
on the red area, he watched as Jihoon would chew on his lower lip to get
through the painful cleaning part. For someone who beats up delinquents daily,
he was seriously sensitive to wounds. 
 
It kind of makes Mingyu chuckle a little. Jihoon, although older than him by a
year always acted tough and well-put together...well on most days, but
somewhere along the road of saving Mingyu's ass, Mingyu saw how childish Jihoon
could be. Whenever he brought Jihoon homemade lunches or a simple carton of
banana milk he could see the little dance Jihoon would always do out of
happiness. Or whenever he was pulling an all-nighter, Mingyu was there to be
his human pillow. Mingyu knew Jihoon was a person to be taken cared of, whether
Jihoon would admit it or not.
 
"You know..." Jihoon looks at Mingyu who was concentrated at patting the cotton
on the wound beside his lips, "I can't save you forever, Minggu."
 
"I know that" Mingyu drawled out.
 
"So stop pretending to be weak and start defending your-ow!"
 
"I'll let sunbae save me from bullies until graduation." Mingyu smiled half-
heartedly, of course, this kind of scenic high school life won't go on forever.
Jihoon was already a senior, he was about to graduate and go to a decent
university any time soon. But the thought of barely seeing Jihoon everyday made
his heart ache, setting his rational thinking out of the way, Mingyu dropped
the cotton ball and immediately enveloped Jihoon with his long arms.
 
"W-What..." Jihoon was lost for words, his body although it ached for a bit, he
could feel his temperature going up. The scent wafting from Mingyu's hair was
heavenly and the way that he was embraced made him flustered.
 
"Thinking about you graduating made me feel lonely..." Mingyu croaked in the
crook of Jihoon's neck, his lips brushing on to Jihoon's pale skin.
 
"Everyone said that you're in love with me..." Jihoon, with every strength he
had kept his composure, he didn't like skinship but he guessed he could let it
slide this time around, "I guess you are." It was supposed to be a joke,
something to lift the heavy atmosphere between the two but Jihoon didn't
realize that his words stuck more than it should have.
 
 "Yes. I am" Mingyu blurted out, his eyes dead on fixed with Jihoon's as the
older man froze in place.
 
"Are you... joking?" Jihoon seemed weary of his words, "Because I was..."
 
But as he looked at his taller junior, he finally concluded the answer.
Somehow, it wasn't constricting at all, it wasn't uncomfortable like the other
confessions Jihoon received. 
 
"I have been hopelessly in love with you... since the first time we met, I knew
you were going to break my heart."
 
Something inside Jihoon flourished. With his aching wounds, and pounding heart,
he could practically feel his blood rushing though his cheeks. He feels taken
aback, yet flattered at the same time. Like little fairies poking him on his
sides, coaxing him to react immediately.
 
"...Why didn't you say anything?" Jihoon tried to sound as chill and as normal
as he can, "I didn't know.." Though he already knew his blush was apparent, he
didn't want to admit the warm feeling that's been simmering inside his stomach.
 
"Really?" Mingyu's eyes continued to stare at Jihoon's wounds, "I thought I was
being quite obvious."
 
The air around them was weird, it felt tense and fragile. Jihoon thought that
one more breath from him could break the atmosphere at any moment. 
 
"Sunbae.. did it make you uncomfortable?" Mingyu asked, the last thing he
wanted was to be too forward. "We can just forget this conversation ever
happened if you want." He smiled, he was already used to hiding his feelings. 
 
But before Jihoon could have a proper response, the school bell rang. Mingyu
looked to his sides before taking the first aid kit. "That's the bell, we
should get going--"
 
Mingyu felt a strong tug in his sleeves, causing the first aid kit to fall on
the floor. Surprised, he immediately snapped his head to Jihoon and to his
amazement, he could see nervous eyes looking at him and lips bitten from too
much thinking. Jihoon on the other hand panicked inside his head, he did it out
of impulse, he didn't know what to do next.
 
"Don't be like this..." Mingyu's voice croaked, he was torn from flinging
himself to kiss the older male or to run away to calm himself down.
 
"What do you mean?..." Jihoon replied, he just couldn't let Mingyu leave so
easily.
 
"You're making it hard for me to be content with our friendship." Mingyu
sounded hurt.
 
"......." Jihoon bit his swollen lips before daringly responded, "Good.."
 
And again, that fragile atmosphere around them was brought up to the highest
peak of the mountain. Mingyu stood there, knees about to give up on him, while
Jihoon felt oddly conscious of his naked torso for Mingyu to see.
 
"Can I kiss you?" It was a hesitant tone, but it was also hopeful. 
 
".......why do you have to ask?" Jihoon wanted to bury himself in the ground
six feet under, he can't carry on with this conversation, it made his heart
pound too much.
 
With those words, Mingyu immediately dropped every rational thinking he had
left and hastily grabbed Jihoon's small face, Mingyu's large hands hugged
Jihoon's natural contours comfortably as he placed a torrid kiss on Jihoon's
small lips. Jihoon could feel the pent up emotion through Mingyu's lips, it was
sloppy and hard and it made his insides churn. But Mingyu's kiss felt right,
his lips against his, brushing and grazing each other until they were beet red
felt right.
 
But soon enough Mingyu's lips slowly traveled down to Jihoon neck, sucking on
the sensitive area, leaving his mark to make sure once he was done, it would
serve proof that it wasn't a dream. Jihoon didn't know what came over him, he
was arching his back, extending his neck to let Mingyu ravish him more with his
lips, but the most baffling for him was the small squeak he let out of his
mouth.
 
Jihoon wasn't himself, more like, he was more vulnerable. His wounds started to
itch as his body temperature rose. Mingyu's height towered over him as he found
himself slowly lying down on the cold wooden table. Jihoon's pants felt
unbearable the more Mingyu explored his body with his lips. Jihoon's fingers
would intertwine with Mingyu's soft black hair, the scent of sweat and soap
from Mingyu wafted through Jihoon's nose that made everything more dream like
and euphoric. 
 
Suddenly, Mingyu's lips left his body. A small whine escaped Jihoon's throat,
he watched as Mingyu hovered above him, the younger boy looked hesitant.
 
"We should stop this before you regret it..." Mingyu couldn't bare to continue.
He loved Jihoon so much, but he didn't want Jihoon to regret what they were
doing, the last thing he wanted was for Jihoon to terminate their friendship
for what it seemed to him as a one time thing.
 
This left Jihoon flustered and embarrassed more than ever. How can the guy
before him declare his feelings, render him to a messy horny disaster and stop
mid way to tell him they should stop because he might regret it? A mixture of
annoyance and sexual frustration clouded Jihoon's mind, he knotted his brows
together, annoyed at the fact that Mingyu didn't understand that he wanted him,
he wanted all of this.
 
Jihoon wanted the mess and the unpredictable way Mingyu would touch his body
and also, he wanted Mingyu. Jihoon, taking up as much strength as he can, he
pulls Mingyu's collar towards him and kisses him. It wasn't as powerful as
Mingyu's kiss, but he was hoping it was enough to send a message. And as soon
as Mingyu started to move along with his own lips, Jihoon smiled against the
kiss.
 
As Mingyu continued to kiss his bare shoulders, Jihoon clumsily made his way to
unbutton Mingyu's shirt. Inch by inch, Jihoon's small eyes could see the tanned
torso Mingyu had. Jihoon didn't know what to do next but it felt right for him
to see more of Mingyu over him. The two looked awkward with each other, as they
both explored what's comfortable for them. Mingyu's lips would go down all the
way to Jihoon's abdomen area, licking it slowly before leaving kiss marks all
over his milky white skin.
 
Jihoon felt the high kicking in, his body craving for more friction and his
mouth drying up in anticipation, how can Mingyu stay so well-paced while he was
too eager. Maybe it was those times where he would lie to himself about his own
feelings or maybe it was when he would kiss Mingyu's hand when he was sleeping
but everything was just rushing inside of him. 
 
Mingyu looked up to meet Jihoon's glazed eyes as he reached Jihoon's pants.
Jihoon nodded as an approval before Mingyu took off Jihoon's slacks along with
his boxer briefs. Jihoon's member sprang up for Mingyu to see, Jihoon felt
quite embarrassed as he brough his hands to his eyes to cover them. Mingyu on
the other hand felt the power of being a teenager cloud him. Mingyu placed a
few kisses on the tip of Jihoon's sex, savoring every second of it before he
lets himself taste Jihoon. 
 
Blushing pink, hard and ready to be licked, Jihoon's shaft glistened with
Mingyu's saliva. Soon enough, Mingyu let himself suck all the way to the base
and the lewd sound it emitted never failed to remind Jihoon what they were
doing. Each slurp, each lick and every time Mingyu bobbed his head, Jihoon felt
like he was about to break, how can he keep himself from moaning? The answer
was, he couldn't.
 
The whining that would always slip from his throat turned into loud moans that
were spoiled by his junior. Jihoon slowly parted his fingers to see between
them to find Mingyu looking up at him, further intensifying the feeling of
being sucked on by him. The taste of the salty pre-cum coated Mingyu's tongue,
and he wouldn't have it any other way. Jihoon was just so sexy under him that
he couldn't just leave him unsatisfied.
 
Slowly, Mingyu worked his way down. Mingyu's large hands parted Jihoon's leg
apart, pushing him over a little bit to get a good view of the older man's
hole. Frazzled, Jihoon immediately looked into Mingyu's eyes, confused.
 
".... Is this how.... we're gonna do it?" Jihoon's voice was already cracking.
 
"I'll take care of it." Mingyu smiled. The smile that always reassured Jihoon
that everything's going to be okay. Mingyu slowly eased himself, licking a long
stripe across Jihoon's hole that made the smaller man shiver. It was definitely
a different feeling, and Jihoon was also conscious of the cleanliness but he
relied on Mingyu's words as he let himself be eaten by him.
 
Mingyu's tongue slowly traced the outer perimeter of Jihoon's hole. Slowly but
surely, Jihoon's hole started to pucker more and more as Mingyu continued to
lap on it. With his long arm, he reached over to let his fingers be coated by
Jihoon's saliva. Jihoon started from kitten licks to sucking two of Mingyu's
fingers. Mingyu could feel Jihoon's legs tense up, he knew that he was close.
Mingyu pulled his hands back for him to use. At first he inserted one digit,
it's for Jihoon to get used to. Jihoon winced a bit as the foreign feeling
overwhelmed him.
 
Mingyu's finger slowly moved in and out of Jihoon's body. He would gently curl
his fingers from time to time in able for Jihoon to relax a bit more. And once
Mingyu felt like Jihoon was comfortable, he proceeded to insert another one.
Now, two fingers were inside of Jihoon's small body but it felt like an
overwhelming sensation inside of him. Jihoon knew he wanted more, his body
ached for more. 
 
The soft feeling of Jihoon's insides made it unbearable for Mingyu to keep his
patience with him. Mingyu carefully parted his fingers together to stretch
Jihoon's hole, a whimper would leave Jihoon's lips every so often. Jihoon felt
weird, it wasn't what he was expecting but he could feel his body enjoying
every second of it. 
 
"Minggu..." Jihoon called out with his eyes filled with tears, he smiled.
 
"Yes?" 
 
"Please... have me." Jihoon who was bad with voicing out his feelings conquered
something he has never done before. And with pleading eyes, Mingyu smiled back.
Mingyu's messy fingers pulled away from his small body, Mingyu quickly took off
his slacks and underwear, his long length exposed to the cool air conditioning.
Mingyu stroked his member for a bit, looking at Jihoon's blushing body, ready
to have him. Mingyu hovered over Jihoon on the table, placing a deep kiss
before aligning himself in Jihoon's entrance.
 
Carefully, his tip pushed inside Jihoon's wet hole, a yelp could be heard from
Jihoon. Mingyu felt guilty but soon enough, Jihoon placed a reassuring hand on
Mingyu's cheek. It was their first time and they really didn't know how things
would go. Mingyu knew the process of preparation from his journey to
understanding his own sexuality, but that's it, it was different when he was
actually doing it.
 
Mingyu pushed more and more until Jihoon's body was filled with his own sex. It
was hot, tight and constricting inside, but being one with Jihoon never felt so
good. Mingyu bit his lips, he couldn't believe he was losing his virginity to
his first love. Jihoon stretched his arms out, pulling Mingyu in the process as
the man slowly moved his hips. The slow motion of Mingyu's member kissing his
insides made Jihoon cry from the sensation. He claws on Mingyu's back, he knew
that the marks would transfer to Mingyu's back. 
 
"Relax a little more..." Mingyu whispered into Jihoon's ear before giving it a
quick lick. Overwhelmed by the feeling, Jihoon tried to compose himself as
Mingyu continued to pick up the pace.
 
The feeling of Mingyu's shaft pounding into him made it impossible to keep
quiet. Needy moans resonated in the Student Council room as Jihoon hole takes
in more and more of Mingyu's sex inside of him. Sweaty bodies, skin slapping
each other and his hole being smothered with love, Jihoon felt like he was on
cloud 9. Everything felt so erotic, from Mingyu's lustful eyes, to his groans
and to the way Mingyu would snap his hips to fill him inside, everything just
turned Jihoon on.
 
Each time Mingyu pounded inside of Jihoon's body the more he could feel like he
was gonna explode. He held his breath as long as possible, he wanted to enjoy
the moment. But he could already feel his libido at its peak. Jihoon could feel
his own high riding off, he closed his eyes shut, all he could feel was Mingyu
digging into him, completely forgetting about his wounds. Suddenly, his body
froze for a moment as he released his own juices everywhere. His small eyes
slowly peaked through to find Mingyu looking at him. 
 
Soon enough, Mingyu couldn't bear with it anymore. He was already at his limit,
he quickly pulled out and let his release dampen on Jihoon's stomach. With a
feverish look to Mingyu's face, he slowly fell on top of Jihoon.
 
"S-Sorry.." He said, still catching his breath.
 
Instead of replying with a sharp comment, Jihoon immediately enveloped his arms
around Mingyu. Their embrace was long and meaningful, Jihoon held on tightly as
he said, "I think I can't protect you in this state..."
 
"Then I'll just have to stand up for myself until you get better." Mingyu
chuckled, looking at Jihoon's blushing face as he added, "I really like you....
like a lot....I love you..."
 
Jihoon pursed his lips together, "You don't have to tell me.... because... I
love you too."
 
The two held each other and stayed like that for a good while. They just had to
absorb everything that just happened just now. They want to feel the moment as
it is.
 
"Can we come in?" Junhui, the Student body PR knocked on the door, "Or are you
guys going for another round?"
 
Jihoon's blood started to boil as he looked at the door, he could basically see
the rest of the student council snickering behind it. "YAAAH!"
 
 
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