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bad day — 2min

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader x lee minho

tags: established relationship, polyamory, dom/sub dynamics, smut!!!🔞

warnings: swearing, throuple, mxm, oral (m receiving), hair pulling, dirty talk, angry!minnie (not at reader), an unhinged mess.

inspo: @tasteracha, the enabler™️

notes: ig my 2min throuple adventures start now. i should definitely be asleep but i’ve been possessed and this was created. i’m oh so sorry for this but i couldn’t sleep thinking about it.

{ wc: 2413 }

“ugh!”

slam.

you quickly paused the show you were watching to bring your attention towards the entrance of your home, watching a very agitated seungmin throwing his shoes by the door. minho silently toed his own shoes off, face neutral as he just stood behind seungmin, following his movements like a cautious animal trying to approach a stranger.

“i just don’t fucking understand why he has to be so difficult,” seungmin started ranting, walking over to the fridge. he took out a bottle of water, slamming the fridge door behind him before he angrily gulped down half the drink. then he huffed again.

“and what is he telling me all that for the second before we finish work? what am i supposed to do about it now?”

minho didn’t answer any of seungmin’s questions, having known him long enough to understand they were all rhetorical anyway. he didn’t need answers, or advice, or anything like that. he didn’t even really need minho to listen to him. he just needed to vent.

you knew that too, so you didn’t probe at the pair at all, just silently observed them from your spot on the floor.

“hey,” minho tried, taking a step closer to the younger boy, “i’ll make us something to eat and we can just forget about this.”

“i’m not hungry,” seungmin huffed, walking over to the couch and plopping down on it angrily.

minho followed him, sitting down on the other side of you—or where your back was leaning against the bottom of the couch.

“are you hungry, bunny?” minho asked you, rubbing your shoulder softly.

“not yet, i had lunch late,” you smiled softly.

minho nodded at your answer, leaning into the cushions as he countined to observe seungmin. he was biting at his lip, brows scrunched together in annoyance.

you turned around in your spot, leaning your knees against the bottom of the couch to face them. you brought your hand onto seungmin’s knee, rubbing it softly.

“wanna ta—“

“—no,” he said.

“welcome home hug then?” you offered, cautiously. seungmin wasn’t usually in such bad moods, and you knew to approach him delicately in this kind of state.

he looked at you, his bangs hiding his eyes slightly, and nodded. he reminded you of a wounded puppy, and so you almost jumped up from your seat to embrace him. instead, you slowly climbed into his lap, wrapping your arms around him as he buried his face in your chest. you placed your chin on his head, rubbing his back softly as you felt him sighing against your skin.

minho placed his hand on both your arms, speaking softly as he said, “i’ll talk to her tomorrow with you, we’ll sort it together.”

“thanks, hyung,” seungmin sighed, pulling away from your embrace.

you kept your arms around his shoulder, massaging his skin lightly.

seungmin ran his hands up and down your thighs, his expression telling you he was definitely still thinking about whatever it was that happened. his eyes weren’t focused on anything in particular.

“i’m so done with this fucking day,” he sighed again, letting his head fall back onto the cushions.

you looked over at minho, concern clear on your features. but it wasn’t present on his.

“we got you, minnie,” he said, shuffling closer on the couch until their thighs were touching. “we’re home now and the day is over.”

“yeah,” you agreed, kissing seungmin’s shoulder. “you’re home and we’re here with you.”

“do i say something cheesy like ‘nothing can bother me when i’m with you’?” he rolled his eyes, a small shadow of a smile playing on his lips.

“technically you just said it, so…” minho smirked.

“i hate you, hyung,” seungmin groaned.

“that’s not accurate,” he teased back.

you chuckled at them, unable to stop the obviously goofy smile you were wearing.

you wrapped your arms around seungmin’s middle, curling into his body as you rested your head on his chest. “i’m glad you two are home now.”

seungmin closed his eyes, still resting his head on the pillows, hand rubbing up and down your back.

“it is nice to be home after this shitty stupid day,” he mumbled.

“let’s order some food and watch something and you can forget about everything that happened,” you offered brightly, picking your head up from his chest to smile down at him. seungmin just shrugged before echoing that he wasn’t hungry.

you looked over at minho, eyebrows folded together—near defeat. he looked unfazed, as if he knew exactly how to calm seungmin down.

he smiled at you, confirming that thought.

“bunny, i think there’s another way we can help him relax and forget about his shitty stupid day,” minho said lowly, reaching for your hand and locking your fingers together.

you nodded, eager to do anything to get your boyfriend out of his foul mood.

minho kissed your knuckles softly before smiling and saying, “wanna get on your knees for us?”

you smirked, nodding happily before you climbed off seungmin’s lap and sat on your knees.

as soon as minho spoke, seungmin’s head flew up from the cushions, looking between the pair of you.

“i, it’s, it’s okay—“

“—shh,” minho soothed, running his hand down seungmin’s inner thigh, “i said we got you.”

you placed yourself between seungmin’s legs, shuffling closer when minho spread them apart to give you more space.

“wanna know what he said when we finished practice?” minho smirked at you, his hand moving higher and higher.

“hyung,” seungmin groaned, his neck flushing red.

“he kept making mistakes,” minho wanted to remind him, “but as soon as we were done he said when we got home he’d ruin your cunt. so i told him it wasn’t your fault he couldn’t remember the routine.”

you chuckled, grinning when you saw seungmin squirming in his seat. you both liked it when minho talked like this to either one of you—something about how casually he’d say such dirty things.

you slid your hands higher until they settled on seungmin’s crotch, feeling his cock hardening beneath your fingers. minho ran his hand over the belt, moving back and forth as he rested his head on seungmin’s shoulder.

“look at how pretty she is like that,” he said lowly, as if he didn’t want you to hear.

“so pretty,” seungmin sighed, brushing a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

“we’re gonna take such good care of you, minnie,” minho promised, slipping the belt out of the buckle. “would that be okay?”

“yeah, yes,” seungmin nodded, shifting around slightly to help minho push his pants down his thighs, letting you take over and push them past his knees.

you dragged your nails across his inner thigh, giggling when he whined.

“you ready, bunny?” minho smiled down at you, catching your chin between his fingers.

you nodded, grinning at him when he smiled proudly. “and you know kim seungmin hates mess, yeah?”

you nodded dutifully.

“so you’re gonna have to swallow everything he gives you, baby. can you do that for us?”

“yes, minho,” you replied, excitement fluttering your core.

“should we make a bit of a mess before you start,” minho looked over at seungmin, smirking, “just to piss him off?”

“you’re so annoying, min,” you chuckled, laughing as seungmin rolled his eyes.

you let minho pull you up onto your knees, grabbing your chin and kissing you messily. his tongue moved against yours roughly, purposely letting his spit gather down your lips, grabbing your hair and pulling on it unceremoniously. but you knew it was on purpose.

after a few minutes minho pulled away, smirking at what was clearly your messy demeanour, before nudging you closer to seungmin.

“all yours,” he smirked.

seungmin sucked his teeth before pulling you closer, smoothing down your hair and wiping the slick off your chin.

“beautiful,” he smiled when he was done, pecking your lips softly.

“she was beautiful before,” minho said, leaning his elbow on the cushion behind seungmin’s head.

“i know,” seungmin shrugged.

you shuffled closer until there was no more closer to go, placing your hands on seungmin’s thighs. minho’s fingers were moving up and down his boxers slowly, waiting for your small nod to tell him you were ready. when you were, they both pushed the fabric down, seungmin’s cock resting against his stomach. you felt your mouth water at the sight of him fully hard in front of you. he was definitely frustrated.

you looked at minho, following his lead as he grabbed seungmin’s cock and pumped it once then twice, before moving it to your lips. you let the tip rest against them for a few moments before you stuck out your tongue, smiling as seungmin sighed lightly.

“don’t be shy, baby,” minho encouraged, “we know you can take all of him straight away.”

“even when he’s so big?” you asked, eyes wide as you looked up at them.

“mhm,” he smiled, “you can take him.”

you slid the tip in your mouth, sucking around it slowly as you let more and more of him slip past your lips.

minho brought his spare hand into seungmin’s hair, playing with the locks softly as he encouraged both of you. reminded you how well you were doing.

“fuck, that feels good,” seungmin moaned, nuzzling closer into minho’s touch. “so good.”

“we’re gonna make sure minnie feels so much better, aren’t we, bunny?” minho asked, his voice so soft you let your eyes flutter closed.

you quickly hummed in affirmation, inhaling as seungmin moaned loudly in response. you could tell from the way his thighs were flexing that he was holding back, trying not to thrust up into your mouth.

“you know he likes it deeper,” minho reminded you, “do you think you can take it deeper for us?”

you hummed again, seungmin burying his face in minho’s shoulder as he moaned out louder. you breathed in through your nose, focusing on minho’s praises as you pushed more and more of him into your mouth.

“fuck,” seungmin whimpered, breathing deeply against minho’s neck. minho dragged his nails against seungmin’s scalp, letting him relax against his body.

“feels good, yeah? she’s so good at that, isn’t she?”

“so fucking good, hyung, fuck,” he moaned.

“want it faster?”

“yes, please, god,” seungmin whined.

minho’s other hand made its way into your hair, grabbing enough of it to use as leverage before he started moving your head up and down seungmin’s length.

“like that, baby?”

all seungmin could do was whine, telling you both to keep going.

you swallowed, trying your best to keep the spit and the mess to a minimum. but you knew seungmin was too far gone to actually care about any of that now.

“he’s close, bunny,” minho warned you, tugging your hair faster as he moved you shallowly up and down.

“so close, bubs, fuck, please,” he cried out.

you steadied your hands on his thighs, focusing on your breathing as you felt him twitching against your tongue.

seungmin grabbed minho’s arm, halting his movements as his orgasm crashed through him. loudly.

a few seconds later a warmness coated your mouth, thick and salty and familiar.

minho planted a few kisses on seungmin’s forehead, letting him come down from his high at his own pace. you rubbed small circles into his thigh as you swallowed everything down, your tongue and jaw feeling overworked.

minho grabbed your hand, squeezing it lightly, even with most of his focus on seungmin. you both looked at him, admiring the way his hair stuck to his forehead, the light flush in his cheeks, the blissful glow overtaking his skin.

after a few moments, seungmin opened his eyes and chuckled airily.

minho took that as a sign to turn the attention back to you, telling you to stick out your tongue for them.

when you did, minho smiled brightly. “such a good girl, you did so so well.”

“you were so good, bubs,” seungmin agreed, still catching his breath. “you too, hyung.”

minho nodded.

“come here,” he ordered, pulling your interlocked hands upwards and helping you regain your balance. you sat down on seungmin’s other side, stretching out your legs that were tucked underneath you for a little too long.

you wrapped a hand around seungmin’s middle, resting your head on his shoulder. minho mirrored your actions, laying his arm on top of yours, rubbing your skin softly.

“thank you,” seungmin said after a few moments, a hand on both your shoulders.

in sync, you each placed a kiss on his cheek—the three of you laughing loudly at the coincidence.

“wanna eat something now?” minho mumbled.

“yes. i’m starving,” seungmin groaned.

minho rolled his eyes.

he moved to get up from the little pile you’ve created on the couch, but was promptly brought back down by seungmin’s hand.

“don’t move. just order something,” seungmin suggested, in a pretty demanding tone.

minho just chuckled, fulfilling his task nonetheless.

when the order was placed you moved closer into seungmin’s body, close enough that you could easily brush your lips against minho’s.

“thanks,” you said softly.

“you did more than ninty precent of the work,” minho chuckled, chasing your lips for a few more kisses.

“yeah,” you whispered, “but you know us so well. and you always take care of us.”

minho smiled, resting his head back on seungmin’s chest as he let his eyes close.

“he was in such a bad mood today, it was getting on my nerves.”

you exchanged a look with seungmin, both of you agreeing that was definitely not minho’s only reason.

instead of acknowledging minho’s silent affection, seungmin said, “can someone get me a blanket or something my dick is freezing.”

you huffed as you pulled away, grabbing the fuzzy throw blanket off the armchair across from the couch and chucking it at seungmin.

“you two are insufferable.”

your point was proven when they both just grinned at you, each offering out an arm in invitation back into their embrace. you rolled your eyes playfully before jumping happily into their hold, sighing peacefully as you nuzzled your face against minho’s shoulder while seungmin kissed your temple.

“you’ll feel better after the food,” minho promised, voice low and soothing.

“i feel better with you two here,” seungmin confessed, his eyes shut while a small smile sat on his face.

“huh,” minho mused, “so he did end up saying it.”

“don’t ruin the moment, hyung,” seungmin warned with a small sigh, eyes still closed.

you laughed at them, grabbing onto minho’s back and pulling him in closer.