Wooyoung felt hands hold his face, bugger than his own. He looked up to see Mingi's face inches away from his, his gaze adoring and on Wooyoung's lips. He closed his eyes and waited for Mingi to kiss him while wrapping his arms around the taller neck. He felt Mingi's lips on his and kissed back immediately, running his fingers through the taller hair.

Wooyoung stepped back a little, causing him to rest his hips on the kitchen counter, Mingi lifted his hips and sat Wooyoung on the counter, hands on his thighs rubbing and massaging.

Wooyoung parted his lips when he felt Mingi lick his bottom lip, letting the other explore his mouth somehow. He never understood why people liked it but didn't have any objections to it. Mingi deepened the kiss, pulling Wooyoung closer to him as their tongues danced together.

The kitchen was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing and soft moans as they continued to kiss passionately. Mingi's hands trailed under Wooyoung's shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin and causing a shiver to run down Wooyoung's spine.

Their kiss became more desperate, more urgent as they both lost themselves in each other. Mingi's hand moved to the back of Wooyoung's neck, pulling him closer as they deepened the kiss even more.

Finally, they broke apart, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to catch their breath. Wooyoung let out a content sigh, feeling Mingi's arms still wrapped around him.

"Wow," Mingi whispered, his voice husky with desire.

Wooyoung couldn't help but smile, the warmth of Mingi's body still lingering on his skin. "Yeah, wow, indeed."

They shared a smile before Mingi leaned in for another kiss, this time slow and tender. Wooyoung melted into the kiss, feeling Mingi's love and affection washing over him.

In that moment, Wooyoung knew he was exactly where he was meant to be, in Mingi's arms, feeling loved and cherished. And he wouldn't have it any other way.