- NCT (Band) (1)
Ten flung himself from laughter at Lucas, his body on the blonde boy. Both of their bodies were shaking as they tried to gasp for some air into their lungs. Ten’s hand rested on Lucas’s midriff, his fingers curling slightly on the other boy’s soft pale skin.
That alone made Jungwoo straighten suddenly, his eyes narrowing into a glare at the offending hand. Taeyong lazily looked up from his tea that he was sipping. He looked at Jungwoo curiously, his eyes flitting over to the boys who were lazily spread on a red and pink beanbag chair.
Ten and Lucas have fun and Jungwoo becomes jealous