Fics like two dreams come true

"You know what? I'll try on both!" Jisung decides on his fate before Minho could choose, throwing the flared pants into his lap to put on the tight leather ones. "Aren't– well, aren't they a bit uncomfortable? Uh– compared to the flared ones?" Minho tries to save himself but Jisung only shakes his head, already one leg in. "They're incredibly comfortable, hyung," Jisung tells him, a little bit out of breath from wiggling into the pants. "They fit me like a glove." Minho can see that. Can see his butt bulging from pulling the tight waistband over it, can see his thighs elevated by the black, shiny leather. Minho can't do this anymore. or: Minho helps his best friend Jisung pick an outfit for his date night, losing his mind a little bit more at every new outfit change, secretly wishing that Jisung would dress up for him alone. Little does he know that Jisung secretly wishes for that, too.

Fics like two dreams come true

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