#meanwhile i teared up a little bit at the original SM finale. i think it was the best storyline they have and will ever do in a pokemon gam

[tunacocina]

its a shame that ultra pokemon sun and moon has such a nicer look, soundtrack, and has more pokemon and content than original pokemon sun and moon, but such a worse story. my personal torment nexus. playing ultra sun is more fun than original sun but sometimes i remember the storyline i had to play through to get there and i get pissed off

[fullsunswagger]

Practice Room Mix-up

Just a little drabble about a concept I thought of at 4 AM

Pairing: Sehun x Xiumin

Genre: Smut, little angst at the end

Warnings: Explicit implication of cheating 

Number of words: 1,658

Exert:  “No, no no no no no! This isn’t happening! What am I thinking!” Sehun questions himself. He was a loyal boyfriend, who loved Baekhyun with all his heart, so why was he blushing when Xiumin said those last lines, why was his heart fluttering? More importantly, why were his pants getting tighter?

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Exiting a local coffee shop, Sehun unlocks his phone and starts typing a new message to his boyfriend. “Hey Baek, just left the coffee shop, are you still practicing?”. A few seconds after he presses send, Baekhyun replies. “Yep, also thanks for going to get me some fuel, i’m so exhausted”. Sehun smiles and starts walking to his car, realizing that he shouldn’t be standing just outside of the coffee shop door anymore as it was causing a traffic jam. While walking Sehun types “Dropping it off directly at the practice room is fine?”, Baekhyun messages back a “Yes”. With that Sehun closes the door of his red Hyundai Elantra, starts it up, and drives back to the SM building. 

Finding a parking spot rather quickly, he turns off the car and exits, the tray of hot coffee in hand. Taking a closer look at the cups while walking to the front doors of the building he repeats Baekhyun’s complicated order in his head. “Such a princess” he mutters to himself, smiling at the pink heart he requested to be drawn on his cup. Once he reaches the doors, he carefully opens them, making sure not to spill the coffee all over his brand new green t-shirt. Strutting in and nodding to the receptionist, he tells her he is just going to visit Baekhyun in the practice room. She seems satisfied with his answer and doesn’t further question him, letting him continue on his way.

Standing just outside of the practice room he hears a song playing from their most recent album (you choose the song). Taking a few more seconds to listen, he decides to interrupt the song by opening the practice room doors. Baekhyun doesn’t seem to notice though as he is still dancing. Sehun watches in awe at the way his body moves. “Baekhyun has really improved” he smiled to himself. Setting the coffee tray down on the bench he sits down beside it, tapping his feet to the music. Baekhyun is wearing a very large black hoodie with some loose gray sweatpants, obscuring his face and hair. His eyes are closed as he sways rhythmically to the beat. Sehun is baffled by the trance that Baekhyun must be in. There are mirrors everywhere in the practice room, how could he not have seen him? After a few minutes, the song ends and Sehun starts to clap, standing up and abandoning the now lukewarm coffee on the bench. Baekhyun tenses and stands as still as a lamp post. Sehun snakes his arms behind his back and inhales deeply. “You smell nice Baek, new cologne?” Sehun questions. Baekhyun shakes his head. Sehun chuckles at how shy Baekhyun was being. “C’mon Baekkie, why so shy?” Sehun teases and nuzzles into the boy’s neck. That’s when “Baekhyun” removes his hood, revealing a mound of black hair. Now it’s Sehun’s turn to tense up… this wasn’t Baekhyun. Xiumin turns around and fiddles with the sleeve of his sweatshirt, Sehun’s eyes go wide. “I’m so sorry Xiumin, it’s just I thought you were Baekhyun, I…I…I didn’t mean to impose on your practice time” he says quickly, almost too quick for Xiumin to comprehend. Zooming away from Xiumin, Sehun leaves the now cold coffee tray and bolts towards the door, hoping to leave and never have to relive this moment again. He just wanted to forget this and find his actual boyfriend (whom he would never tell about this). As soon as his hand reached the door handle, he felt a hand grab his forearm. Snapping his head back, he sees a blushing Xiumin quickly retract his hand. “You don’t have anything to be sorry about Sehun, I was looking for some company anyways”. Sehun gulps, his hand still on the doorknob. “Are you implying you want me to stay?” he questions with a tilt of the head. Xiumin inches closer “Maybe I am”.

“No, no no no no no! This isn’t happening! What am I thinking!” Sehun questions himself. He was a loyal boyfriend, who loved Baekhyun with all his heart, so why was he blushing when Xiumin said those last lines, why was his heart fluttering? More importantly, why were his pants getting tighter?

Finally, Sehun turns around to face Xiumin head on. Xiumin looks up at him with full blown pupils. “Am I really thinking about doing this?” Sehun asks in his head. Meanwhile, Xiumin gets even closer (if that’s possible) and wraps his arms around Sehun’s waist. Resting his head on Sehun’s chest, he hears his heart beating incredibly fast. “Nervous?” Xiumin prods. Sehun doesn’t answer, but he can tell that the response would be a yes. The older boy decides to go a little further and snake his warm hands under the shirt of Sehun, lightly stroking his back. Sehun closes his eyes and lets out a small hum. “Get a grip!” he chastises himself, but his body disobeys him. Xiumin then decides to use a little of his nails to scratch and is satisfied when a gasp can he heard from above him.  Not being able to take it anymore, Sehun roughly pushes Xiumin away and holds him arms length away at the forearms. No emotion was to be seen on the maknae’s face, and that made Xiumin a little bit afraid. 

The taller shot his hand out near Xiumins face and he crumbled, thinking he was about the get hit. The instinct of the older was proven wrong as Sehun’s hand landed on his chin, forcing his mouth to the younger’s. It started of as a tentative kiss. Softly pressing lips against each other’s. Then Xiumin started to open his mouth, urging Sehun to open his. He refused at first, still holding onto his morals. After refusing for a good minute, all it took was a swipe of Xiumin’s tongue on his lower lip to get him to eagerly open it. The squelch of the boys’ mouth was all that could be heard in the practice room. Xiumin swirled his tongue around Sehun’s, tasting coffee and a hint of caramel. Groaning and twirling a hand around Sehun’s hair, the older pushes forcefully, wanting to taste him deeper. Sehun obliges and now they are flush against each other. Hands wander to shoulders, thighs, cheeks (both ;)), hips and various other parts of the body. Once they both feel like they have explored enough of each other’s mouthes, they opt for the neck. Sehun is the first to break the kiss and expertly kiss and lick Xiumin’s neck. Xiumin is in complete bliss now, nobody knows this about him, but he has a real thing for having his neck kissed. Sehun explores Xiumin’s pale neck, trying to find a spot that would bring him pleasure. When they younger harshly bites down on the spot between his shoulder and neck, Xiumin moans loudly and throws his head back, so close to the edge now. Smirking and enjoying the sounds the older makes, Sehun repeats the action a few more times but more gently as not to leave marks. Breathing heavily, Sehun finally detaches himself from Xiumin’s neck. They both step away slightly as an attempt to catch their breathes.

“Wow” Xiumin breathes out. “Yeah” Sehun replies. After about 30 seconds of heavy breathing, an alarmed look passes along both of the boy’s features. Almost in sync, they both look down at their pants. “Shit” Xiumin says. “You said it” Sehun agrees. The younger swallows hard, still partially clouded by lust, and slowly reaches a hand towards Xiumin’s quite obvious problem. The anticipation is extinguished as they hear the other door to the practice room open. Jumping away from each other, they try to fix their hair and clothes along with wiping the saliva off of their swollen lips. Chen enters to practice room and questionably looks at the pair. “What are you doing here Sehun? Baekhyun was looking everywhere for you”. Sehun runs a hand through his hair once more and says “Xiumin-hyung wanted me to help him with some choreography while I was passing by, I guess I just got caught up”. Chen nods, not fully buying it. “Well Baekhyun is 2 practice rooms down, go meet him there and apologize, he was worried to the point of tears”. Chen goes to leave and the pair lets out a sigh of relief. 

Turning back to Xiumin, Sehun kisses Xiumin on the cheek. “Would you mind keeping this a secret?” the taller requests. “Only if it can happen again” Xiumin winks. Sehun’s mouth falls open, was this blackmail? “Look Xiumin, it was fun and all, but I have a boyfriend”. Xiumin chuckles darkly and pats Sehun on the chest, “Meet me at my room when Baekhyun falls asleep” he says and opens the door, leaving behind a petrified Sehun. The maknae shudders and squeezes his face stressfully. Sehun looks at the coffee tray still on the practice room bench, gulping. The pink heart drawn on the side of Baekhyun’s cup reminds him of how much he has fucked up. Looking between the cup and door, Sehun quietly apologizes to the cup and exits the practice room. 

Walking 2 rooms down, Sehun enters the room he was originally supposed to be in. “Sehun!” Baekhyun gasps, running into his embrace. Sehun reluctantly returns the hug. “Where is my coffee you dork?” Baekhyun jokes, his head buried in Sehun’s chest. “Oh, I had to help Xiumin-hyung with some choreography, so I left it in the practice room and it got cold, I threw it out” Sehun says matter-of-factly. “My Sehun is so nice and helpful” Baekhyun coos, lightly nuzzling into his shoulder. Sehun nods while feeling a vibration in his pocket. Picking up his phone inconspicuously he reads “See you tonight, our little secret right ;)”.  It was a text from an unknown number, but he had a pretty good idea who it was from.

This is my first smut so please leave feedback ^.^ I would also REALLY appreciate suggestions as I wanna write stuff that people are requesting and interested in