Fics like strawberry lemonade

He isn’t even allowed to go back upstairs to chill in his room. Instead of air-conditioned comfort, he has to sit out on the porch, welcoming guests and directing them to the backyard. The flannel he put on does him no justice, and it starts sticking to his skin in the minutes he’s been sitting outside. It’s half an hour to when the barbeque’s slated to start, but there aren’t even that many people. The summer heat is sweltering, and the strawberry lemonade in his hands doesn’t help in the slightest. It seems to get even hotter when he sees the men that get out of the car that just pulled up into their driveway. They’re downright gorgeous, handsome in the way they step out of the car with such ease. The ride speeds off quickly. The taller man runs a hand through his short hair while the shorter one has his hands in the pockets of his shorts. They walk in tandem toward Jisung, and he feels his hands getting clammy. They’re so hot, Jisung thinks immediately. -- aka jisung fucks his dad's hot young coworkers chris and changbin

Fics like strawberry lemonade

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