Ship/Member: Seungkwan/Vernon/Mingyu Major Tags: N/A Additional Tags: polyamory hints, nsfw, verkwan primary ship Permission to remix: please ask!
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Seungkwan is not necessarily prepared to admit it out loud, but he’s had fantasies that start out this way.
Mingyu, in the front seat of the rental car they’re driving to a campground for a group getaway that won’t be filmed for once, wearing a backwards baseball hat and a tank top cut to show not only his arms but a little rounded shadow of his pecs from the side, too.
Vernon, sitting next to him, manning the auxiliary cord — a tragedy — but crooning along with the songs in a throaty, sleep-thick voice — a win! — and even though he’s wearing baggy jeans, he’s got on that t-shirt that’s a size too small, stretching out over a wide chest and broad shoulders.
And Seungkwan, sprawled in the back, lightly dozing with an iced Americano in hand, idly imagining the car breaking down and having to wait for help as the night gets colder, maybe having to huddle for warmth, maybe one thing leading to another…
The car drives over a roadbump and the coffee sloshes all over him. Seungkwan splutters awake and curses.
[FILL]: troika
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: polyamory hints, nsfw, verkwan primary ship
Permission to remix: please ask!
*****
Seungkwan is not necessarily prepared to admit it out loud, but he’s had fantasies that start out this way.
Mingyu, in the front seat of the rental car they’re driving to a campground for a group getaway that won’t be filmed for once, wearing a backwards baseball hat and a tank top cut to show not only his arms but a little rounded shadow of his pecs from the side, too.
Vernon, sitting next to him, manning the auxiliary cord — a tragedy — but crooning along with the songs in a throaty, sleep-thick voice — a win! — and even though he’s wearing baggy jeans, he’s got on that t-shirt that’s a size too small, stretching out over a wide chest and broad shoulders.
And Seungkwan, sprawled in the back, lightly dozing with an iced Americano in hand, idly imagining the car breaking down and having to wait for help as the night gets colder, maybe having to huddle for warmth, maybe one thing leading to another…
The car drives over a roadbump and the coffee sloshes all over him. Seungkwan splutters awake and curses.
Mingyu and Vernon trade looks and snicker.
Seungkwan scowls.
Well. There’s a reason it’s a fantasy.
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