๐™š๐™ก๐™š๐™ฅ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ.

โ€œcan you stop talking.โ€

hongjoong is so unimpressed it ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต make wooyoung give up. note the almost. because the younger choose to giggle instead, and it infuriates hongjoong even more. because kid does not stop talking, and it's been half an hour since the second youngest of the group start reciting about why an elephant sperm need a long journey to be able to meet the egg.

honestly, who even want to know that? jung wooyoung, apparently.

โ€œwhy,โ€ wooyoung demands. โ€œi thought you like it when i talk?โ€

hongjoong stares him down from where he seated in between wooyoung's legs; two fingers deep inside the boy. all ready to burst his kneecaps in one go.

hongjoong is not amused.

โ€œnot when i'm trying to get my dick inside.โ€

wooyoung smiles and clenches down.

hongjoong curses.

๐™ ๐™ก๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™–, 1.57 pm.