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-Bitter/sweet Devil-
Being an undercover officer isn’t always fun and games. It’s not like those movies where you can get out of those dangerous situations without a scratch. You don’t get that ~plot armor~ Just coming back with all your limbs intact was considered an achievement you can be proud of.
So, it’s normal. Mingyu was trying to tell himself that it was normal. Agents were trained to go through all kinds of sticky situations. Hell, those years of hellish training still gave him nightmares, but this was different and Mingyu was trying to convince himself otherwise.
Mingyu was close to say ‘Fuck it’ and give in the temptation. Because it’s not like he could see this type of Wonwoo every day. This- He couldn’t even describe it properly with words, it was that rare. And it was inviting. And Mingyu was barely holding himself back reminding himself of the protocols, of the Wonwoo who was not in his right mind and of their status. Ya, you can’t just say ‘Fuck it’ and give in if the other was what you considered your enemy for all you could remembered of your shared times.
Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo. The top agents of NIS, and quite canonically, rivals. They both joined at the same time and their popularity also rose to the top about at the same time. Mingyu was known for his physical and social skills while Wonwoo was known for his adaptability and quick thinking, for blending in every situation.
But what made them buttheads weren’t those qualities, it was that they both were, well claimed, that they were smarter than the other. And mind you, both of their intelligence was on a scary level. Almost Yoon Jeonghan level, but not quite there. Yoon Jeonghan was a level himself; no one can compare nor complain. But Jeonghan had praised both for their minds so yah, the scary level.
Almost all their interactions ended with their friends having to separate them apart, so they don’t quite literally eat each other. Their friends couldn’t even indulge in their fights because they spoke and taunted each other in words only they understood. In conclusion the whole situation was just a nerd calling another nerd ‘nerd’ and why? Just because he could, and it was fun.
Yes, it was fun. To get Wonwoo all riled up and heated just because he didn’t go along with his information and came up with something to refute it. To see the other trying so hard to come up with words just to diss Mingyu cause generally he didn’t speak that much. This quiet, self-kept person would go haywire just because he heard his voice and that did something to Mingyu.
It was endearing to pull out emotions from his emotionless Hyung and it was more endearing that only he could do that. He knew how much power he held over Wonwoo and that was enough to keep him in his high. To taunt him wherever and whenever he met him. To poke his soft point and agitate him just so he could see that emotionless face turned into something that of an annoyance, amusement, anger and just sometimes, some days when his luck was overflowing, a smile.
The first time he saw that rare smile, Mingyu had to physically slap himself out of it. Wonwoo was someone he admired, someone he respected so much. And he could tell that the respect flowed both ways. It’s just that they both were proud peacocks, and their so-called rivalry outshine the respect they had for each other. Because he had seen Wonwoo being proud of the things he had done, cases he had solved. One time he was lucky enough to actually hear his praise in person (Wonwoo just patted his shoulder, he didn’t say anything) and since then the respect was evolving into a new feeling.
And those new evolved feelings were not helping in this situation one bit. “Hyung.” He whined as the other refused to let go and only clung to him tighter. “Wonwoo Hyung.” He tried again and this time Wonwoo looked up at him and gave him a sweet smile. Mingyu’s heart was doing summersaults inside his chest and his gut was trying out every yoga position making him feel sick all over his body. And he was mad at himself for liking these sick feelings.
Wonwoo wrapped his arms around Mingyu’s neck and pulled him closer. “Mingyu –ah~ Why are you this cute. Do you know what kind of face you are making right now.” And Mingyu didn’t want to know cause he was well aware. If the sudden rise of temperature in this room and his blurry vision told him anything, it was that he was truly and utterly fucked. Being locked in a room with your rival claimed long time crush who just happened to get himself delirious by accident, was not something you could experience every day. Well, you could if your every day was like today. Mingyu knew something was wrong from the start. From the moment he and Wonwoo stepped into the director’s room.
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It was rare seeing him and Wonwoo in the same room, quiet and not tearing each other from the get-go. They would if they could, cause it’s not like they haven’t tried to rip each other’s throats in front of the director and it’s weirder that in most of their war, the director was there but they knew the right time and place for their fights and reading this room’s atmosphere, it was neither the right time nor the right place. Both of their division’s heads were here, Seungcheol for Wonwoo and Jeonghan for Mingyu. This meant serious business.
“I originally wanted to have Seungcheol and Jeonghan take this case but they both pleaded to me that it was their anniversary so they ain’t doing shit for about a month or so.” Their director started and Mingyu was trying not to laugh at Seungcheol sulky face. “We didn’t plead. We demanded.” Seungcheol quickly corrected the director, but the director just ignored him. “So, I thought you both were the next best candidates. And they both agreed.” Mingyu frowned. He looked at Wonwoo and the others looked just as shocked as him.
The thing is, they both have never been paired together before. It was something like an unspoken rule in the agency, that Kim Mingyu and Jeon Wonwoo can never be paired together, ever. There was even a rumor that it was the director himself that spread this rule. And it was not like they weren’t compatible. They were. Not on the ‘Soonyoung and Jihoon’ level of compatibleness though cause literally no one can be on their level. It’s just one soul, in the body of two people, one just happened to get the happy side while the other was stuck with the grumpy one. Again, not that compatible but Mingyu was the out brain and Wonwoo was the in brain. It sometimes canceled out each other and sometimes amplified the frequencies. Though it had mostly only been cancelling out each other.
“But we have never been paired before. What led to this?” Wonwoo was the first to open his mouth after that long-stilled silence. The director sighed. “I never wanted to do this either. If I could, I would never even let you two see each other, even less make you two partners but the situation calls for it.”
“So, it was you who spread that stupid rule!” Mingyu banged his hands on the table as he stood up. The director looked at him unimpressed but decided to let the rudeness go. “Do you even know how dangerous you two can be together. I’ve seen enough of your stupid fights to let you two handle a case together. Positive side: I know that if you work together, you can solve the cases faster than these two over here.” The director pointed at the two heads and now it was Jeonghan’s turn to look unimpressed. “2V1 is a little unfair, don’t you think.” He mumbled but it was still heard by all of them.
The Director continued. “Negative side: Wonwoo might finally decide that it was enough and make you go missing. And I 100% believe that it will be the latter one.” And no one could deny that. Cause on the surface, it did look like Wonwoo was holding himself back from trying to commit a murder every time Mingyu came in view. It was not a lesser-known fact and somehow Mingyu was now happy that the director created that rule. He valued his life, thank you very much.
“But why me and him? What about Jihoon and Soonyoung.” Mingyu tried but the director just shook his head. “They just left today for their new mission on Jeju.” Mingyu felt like the gears in his brain were turning backwards. Nothing came as a solid reason as to not partner up with Wonwoo.
Partnering up with Wonwoo, the person who cannot even stand the sight of his shadows, the person who would rather die than lose to him, the person who his kinder to the cats in front of their agency than to actual human beings, the person admired by everyone even the janitors, the person who jumps a level higher every time he was out of his sight, the person who was so out of his reach that he had to taunt and crawl his way towards him, the person he fell for, the person that had him actually brace himself through all that hellish training, his light at the end of the tunnel, his Mashiah. No matter how much he thought, he could only deduce this situation to his favor. A mission with their god, who in their right mind would oppose it.
Actually... Mingyu should. “Seungcheol, Jeonghan. The details.” But before he could confute, the meeting was already moving to the briefing section. The target was Yang Hyunjung, an uprising business tycoon, the president of Yang Industries. That man appeared so good on the outside, but on the inside- he owned many prostitutes in different places of Busan, was involved in child labor and human trafficking business and bought and sold drugs, yada yada, you know how this stuff works. But what caught Mingyu’s attention was the summary of the Target’s file. ‘He was responsible for what happened at a case a year ago, a case about drug being sold in medicine packages, a case where Wonwoo almost lost his legs.’ “So, it was this motherfucker.” Mingyu mumbled under his breath, too gruff for even him to hear. Now, he didn’t care if Wonwoo wanted to go or not, but he was going. That fucker deserved to die from his hand.
“Then what about Junhui and Minghao.” But still he tried one last time. He was going, no matter what the other said he was going but he had to put up a front. It’s not like he can just up and go, he had an image to keep. “Mingyu I thought you were listening carefully, the mission requires for one of you to seduce the target. Do you think Jun would even let Hao anywhere around that man.” Seungcheol huffed as he threw his hands up then sneakily wrapped it around Jeonghan. “Then Joshua-“ “Seokmin. So, we can’t. Don’t even think about the rookies, this is very important. Stop complaining, you two are the only one left. Or are you telling me that you can’t do it.” The director glared at them and Mingyu rolled his eyes as he got up from his seat. “FINE! Fine.” He then turned towards Wonwoo. “If you would have me, it would be my pleasure.” With that he turned around and left.
Wonwoo sighed. “What was that father. It’s not like you.” The director huffed. “You told me to give him a chance.” Wonwoo eyes gleamed at that sentence. “But I only acknowledged him. He must prove himself worthy for the acceptance part.” Wonwoo chuckled as he too got up from his seat. “You acknowledging him is enough.” He pushed his and Mingyu’s seat in a neat position and bowed at the three. “I’ll see myself out. And Seungcheol, Jeonghan happy anniversary.”
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“I still can’t believe that you agreed to this mission.” Wonwoo chuckled at the comment as they were dropped off by the club in the middle of the night in Busan. “I think it’s the other way around. I have some old tabs with that sly bastard, why are you here.” Wonwoo questioned his question and Mingyu regretted opening his mouth. Would the other believe if he said he was here for him. That he was so devasted when he returned all bloodied and unconscious at that time, so he wants to slaughter those who did it. Probably not. So, he kept his mouth shut and just shrugged. Somethings were better off not saying.
The seduction part had gone to Wonwoo. Well, Mingyu wanted to do it because he was not going to let Wonwoo dress up all sexy and enticing and for who, for them, no way. But Jeonghan suggested Wonwoo to do it cause he was ‘small’ and ‘cute.’ Mingyu should have known something was wrong then and there cause Wonwoo wasn’t even that shorter than him, what’s with that ‘small’ bullshit. Though he wholeheartedly believed in that cute part he tried to rebut Jeonghan but Wonwoo agreed even before he could say anything for him.
And that was why Mingyu was trying his best to not look at Wonwoo. He was very close to just ditching this mission and pulling Wonwoo away wrapped like a burrito. ‘Jun, I feel you.’ He internally screamed, suddenly finding the white tiles below his feet very interesting. But the difference was, Jun could, he had that right over Minghao and he couldn’t, he didn’t have that right over Wonwoo. So, he went with the next best option.
“It’s so weird seeing you like this.” Mingyu pointed out as they took their seat before the bar. “You look different and like in a bad way.” Trick his mind into thinking otherwise, his motto, ‘If he didn’t admit it, it didn’t happen.’ It had kinda appeared as a defense mechanism of his mind around Wonwoo and had been very useful to him all this time. A mechanism that was made to bad mouth Wonwoo so he can gaslight himself into believing that he didn’t want to kiss this handsome man in front of him. So, when this urge surpasses his reasoning level, he shuts down his brain and lets his mouth run over. Sometimes he regrets the things coming out of his mouth but most of the time it lets him cool down around him. This was the thing that saved him from confessing every time.
Confession. He tried it once. Well, Wonwoo never got to hear it because it was on a note. Was it the second year or the third, he doesn’t remember but he clearly remembers the disgusted face. Wonwoo was straight, he learned it the painful way. That day he lost both his heart and his determination. He was very close to dropping out but then the smile thing happened and he found himself clinging onto false hope. Maybe he can make Jeon Wonwoo take interest in him. And that thought started all this facade.
And this facade was not going in the right direction cause Wonwoo just pouted and Mingyu already regretted the words coming out of his mouth. “Yah, I think so too. It’s really uncomfortable.” Wonwoo said in a small voice and Mingyu wanted to sew his mouth shut. Why? Why was he like this around the other. His heart beat for him but his brain just can’t cope with it. ‘Please get over him.’ His brain constantly begged his heart. But how could he. “Guess you’ll just have to brace this sight tonight.” Wonwoo gave him a small smile and his thoughts turned mussy. How could he when the other has him wrapped around his fingers.
“But I think it’ll get that job done.” He quickly corrected his words and tapped at the table to get the waiter's attention. “Just finish it quickly. I’ll wait for your signal, so for now please get out of my sight.” ‘Please so I can stop thinking about you and how bad I want to kiss you right now.’ The last sentence got dragged into his throat along with the alcohol. Wonwoo just shrugged and stood up, hurt clearly written all over his face. But Mingyu didn’t see it so guess that didn’t happen either.
Wonwoo got up and made his way far away from Mingyu. And here he thought the other would at least call him doable. Suddenly his phone rang. Jeonghan –Hyung.
-So, how it’s going?
“I’m going to rip that man’s head with my bare hands.”
-Wow, wow, wow, chill dude what happened.
Wonwoo paused for a second and looked back. Mingyu was not even looking at him, he was just staring at his martini.
“I think he likes that glass of alcohol more than me.”
-Didn’t he complement you or anything.
“If you think being called weird is a complement, then yah, he did.”
-...
“He said he doesn’t like what I’m wearing.”
He could hear a series of gasp and something being thrown off the self by someone.
“Am I on speaker.”
-Mingyu would find you appealing even in a potato sac. Did he hit his head or something.
It was Seokmin. He shrieked out so loudly that Wonwoo had to distance himself from the phone.
“Maybe he got over me.”
-Stop dreaming, honey as if and who Mingyu, pft- no. That man’s so head over heels even the director noticed. You ain’t getting rid of him that easily.
“Rid? I never even got him.”
Wonwoo chuckled as he walked along the VIP area.
-And that’s the plan. Today you are going to get him. Don’t forget about that little vial I gave you. Use it carefully~
“But what if he hates me after this.”
-Trust me, that shit is going to love it.
Jeonghan laughed as he ended the call. Wonwoo sighed as he entered the VIP area. Let's really end this quickly.
Mingyu felt like his heart was going to leap out of his chest. “Who do you think you’re touching!” He growled in anger and the blood running down his face made him look extra scarier. He was late, only a few minutes but still late. Late enough to get Wonwoo in this state. “Get your fucking hands off him!” He stormed loudly as his movements accelerated, blood flowing everywhere. “And what if I don’t.” The target, Yang Hyunjung laughed loudly as he pulled Wonwoo even closer to him and Wonwoo just let him. “HYUNG!!” Mingyu shouted cause what the fuck, Wonwoo would never let anyone touch him like that.
“Min...gyu.” Wonwoo mumbled as he looked at where the sound came from. Their eyes met and Mingyu could only see red after that. “You drugged him?!?” He lunged forward but was blocked by more men. “You sick bastard, I’ll shred you to pieces.” Every time Mingyu took a step forward he was pushed two steps back. “Hah, you can never catch me.” Hyunjung laughed louder as more and more men came to block Mingyu’s way. “And this beauty is mine.” He gave a sickening smile, but a second passed and that smile was wiped off his face.
With a loud scream, the body of Hyunjung fell, blood seeping from his abdominal area. “Dirty pig.” Wonwoo spat as he rubbed his body where that shit touched him hoping to get that disgusting feeling off. Even though his body refused to support him, with the little ounce of control he had he kicked the already dying body below his feet.
“Hyung!” Mingyu shouted again as he saw the target’s body falling. The men seeing their boss in that state began to run away. Mingyu wanted to chase them until their end but Wonwoo was more important. “Hyung are you ok?!” He quickly ran to Wonwoo side and tried to touch him to only get his hands smacked away. “Don’t.” Wonwoo growled as he backed away, his body trembling heavily. He looked like he could faint any time. “Hyung. It’s me.” Mingyu said softly, lifting his hands up in surrender.
“Min...gyu.” Wonwoo called out as his hazy eyes came into focus. Mingyu nodded as he tried to approach him again. This time Wonwoo didn’t back away. Mingyu quickly wrapped his hands around Wonwoo and pulled him into a hug. “Let me go. You’re dirty.” Wonwoo mumbled on his chest but his hands held Mingyu tighter. “Yah and you look worse.” Which he did. Flustered face, unfocused eyes, trembling body and ragged breath. Mingyu wanted to kill the already dying man.
“Hyung, let’s go. You need to get treated right away. I’ll call Jeonghan Hyung to pick us up.” But Wonwoo shook his head. “I don’t want them to see me like this. Just take me to a room.” Wonwoo said as he rubbed his face on his chest, his hands squeezing where they rested on Mingyu’s body. And Mingyu’s brain did a mini short circuit and his body froze. “Hyung what did he give you.” Tears pooled up around his eyes as he prayed for his thoughts to go wrong. “Judging from the symptoms, I think it was an aphrodisiac.” And he could only helplessly let those tears out.
“Hey why are you crying.” Wonwoo quickly consoled him and a pair of trembling hands grabbed the tears running face. That made him cry even harder. “I just thought what if I was even late, I would have never forgiven myself if anything happened to you. What if you were taken away by that man in this state? And all this happened because I couldn’t just keep my pride aside and come as soon as you called me. Hyung, I’m sorry. I- I’m so sorry. I should have come sooner. Scratch that, I should have never let you go by yourself. I should have- I-”
“Hey calm down.” Wonwoo chuckled as he wiped the tears of this big puppy. “None of this is your fault. It’s mine, I should have been more careful.” Wonwoo smiled but it disappeared in a second as he whined in pain. Mingyu began to stress over him even more as his hands on Wonwoo’s waist began to tighten involuntarily. “No, it’s all my fault. Hyung, how can I help you. Please. I can do anything for you. Let me make it up. Does it hurt anywhere. Do you want me to carry you. I saw an empty room on the way-” “God.” Wonwoo groaned as he pulled Mingyu’s face down to his eye level. “Ah~ My thoughts are going haywire. Kim Minyu, you dangerous man. How are you doing this to me?”
And that was what led to this situation right now, Wonwoo trying to rile up Mingyu and Mingyu literally meditating to calm himself down. Mingyu had somehow pulled both of them out of that blood filled room into a relatively clean one but they were still covered in blood so Mingyu would have liked a nice shower. “Let’s shower together.” Wonwoo gave him a cheeky smile and Mingyu no longer wanted to shower. But he can’t leave it to that. They both were covered in blood from head to toe, a shower was a must need.
So, with much difficulty Mingyu pushed Wonwoo into the bathroom then he went out and showered in a different room. After changing to the hotel’s robe, Mingyu came back to check up on Wonwoo but the other was still inside the bathroom. He decided to wait but even after half an hour, there was still no sign of Wonwoo. Mingyu began to play with all kinds of scary scenarios on his head. No longer wanting to feed his negative mind, Mingyu got up and headed for the bathroom’s door. He turned the knob, but it was already unlocked. What if someone came when he was out- He quickly opened the door. “Wonwoo Hyung!!” He was not ready for the situation in front of him.
Wonwoo was curled up on the floor, naked, moaning softly as his fingers were pressed deep inside his heat. Due to his loud shout, now both looked at each other in horror. But as the horror on Mingyu’s face remained frozen, Wonwoo’s face melted into something of a mischievous look. “Mingyu –ah~ You said you’d help me. Help me. I can’t go deeper than this. I want it deeper than this.” Mingyu gulped. This was bad. Really REALLY bad for Mingyu’s heart. “Hyung.” He cried out weakly as he looked down at the tile, the walls, anywhere but at the salivating scene in front of him. This Wonwoo felt like a succubus from his deepest desires that made Mingyu want to just give in.
But he held himself back. Mingyu went out and came back with a robe. He swiftly approached Wonwoo, then wrapped him in the robe. Before Wonwoo could even act out of surprise, Mingyu carried him to the bed and pulled the covers over him. “Hyung just try to endure it for a while. I’ll be back with the medications. Don’t let anyone in. Wait for me.” But as Mingyu got up to leave, Wonwoo threw himself over him. “I thought you said you’d help.” The soft whisper felt like a thousand knives to Mingyu’s ear. He wanted to. Only God knew how badly he wanted to ravish his Hyung on a daily basis.
Now too, he just wanted to say ‘Fuck it’ and give in. But his love for Wonwoo held him back. Because Wonwoo was not in his right mind, he was under the influence of a drug and whatever happens now, Wonwoo will surely regret it when he wakes up from this state. And he was scared that Wonwoo would really start to hate him. If the other started hating him, he would be better off dead.
But no matter how much he held himself back, he is still human and human desires had no boundaries. “Mingyu, it really hurts so bad.” Wonwoo groaned as he buried his face on Mingyu’s robe. “Please help me.” Those words came out small and sweet but sharp enough to cut the last thread that was holding him back. Mingyu groaned as he abruptly stood up, pushing the hazed up Wonwoo in the process. He paced around the room, reminding himself that he was just helping, ‘just helping’ before taking big steps towards Wonwoo.
He hesitated a little after getting on the bed, hesitated even more as he touched Wonwoo’s quite literal hot body and somehow pushed himself to weakly hover above him. Wonwoo smiled at him and quickly wrapped his hands around his neck. “Finally decided to give in.” Wonwoo mocked but his eyes betrayed his words. If Mingyu hadn’t known him better, he would say that the other looked pleased with this situation. And it looks like he really didn’t know him better cause Wonwoo was really enjoying this situation. But Mingyu didn’t have to know that.
The hands around Mingyu’s neck tightened as he was pulled even closer. “Hyung is waiting, Mingyu –ah. Do something.” Wonwoo said, his voice just above a whisper, pained and deep and the way he addressed himself, Mingyu had to bite back a moan from slipping out. This Wonwoo was dangerous. Unlike his usual timid and quiet self, this Wonwoo was confident in what he wanted and demanding. And Mingyu had never been so turned on in his life. It was like he was seeing a whole new side of Wonwoo and it was making him fall over all again. But he needed to cut that last web that was holding him back.
“Hyung please don’t regret it later. I’ll die if you start hating me.” Mingyu mumbled, the remaining tears in his eyes automatically falling out. Wonwoo smiled as he leaned up and placed a small kiss on the Mingyu’s lips. “I would never, Mingyu –ah cause I love you.” ‘I love you.’ That sentence echoed around his head and Mingyu cried even harder cause he whole-heartedly believed that it was Wonwoo’s delirious mind speaking. He had imagined Wonwoo saying that sentence to him many times but not like this. But it’s not like he had anything to lose at this point so, he held onto those words. “I love you too. I love you Hyung. More than myself. I love you so much it hurts.” And he had imagined himself saying that sentence to Wonwoo too but not like this either.
Words began pouring out of Mingyu’s mouth as if a dam had broken. Words of what he really meant all these years, of what he really wanted to say but fuck him and his weird defense system. “Hyung I love you. You’re so pretty, so smart. I love the way you look when you know you’ve cracked the case, when you feed those stray cats in front of our building, when you get angry at those dumb superiors, when you play games. Every little thing you do pulls me into this endless void called love.” Mingyu mumbled as he kissed Wonwoo’s eyes, nose lips, cheeks with every word he uttered. “And this love overflows every time I see you. I don’t know what to do anymore. So please say you love me again.” Mingyu kissed down Wonwoo’s neck then hid his face in the juncture. “Even if it’s just a lie, even if it’s just the drug speaking, please tell me you love me again.”
Then suddenly Wonwoo laughed out loud. The hands on Mingyu’s neck moved up and gently patted his head. “Mingyu-ah, I love you.” And Mingyu’s body gave a clear shiver at those words as he whimpered in response. “And no, it’s not the drug speaking. I’m just extra horny, you idiot not delirious. I know what I’m talking about. I know who is in front of me.” Wonwoo said softly but Mingyu cried even harder. “But-” “And this person in front of me is who I have loved all this time. Kim Mingyu, I love you so much that it even scares me. No matter what you do, I find it endearing and sometimes I find myself staring at you way too much it’s not like me.” Wonwoo sighed. “And I didn’t want to confess like this. Maybe first ask you on a date but I’m such a coward.”
Mingyu was now visibly shaking above him. His neck felt wet and the hands beside his head grabbed the pillow so tightly, he feared that it would rip open from the grip alone. Mingyu didn’t want to believe. Wonwoo’s words sounded too sweet for his own good, so he didn’t want his false hope to grow. Every word Wonwoo said went straight to his cowering heart which had now began to fight back his brain. ‘Please get over him.’ The voice in his head sounded distant as his heartbeat rang loud and clear inside his ear.
“I had given up my hopes for you.” Wonwoo continued and Mingyu cried even harder. “Do-don’t say that Hyung. No please don’t.” He sobbed, shaking his head trying to bury himself deep inside Wonwoo. “But then those idiots said that you liked me back. And honestly, I didn’t believe them. They even made bets on us, can you imagine. And Jeonghan Hyung was like ‘I’ll prove it to you’ and he gave me this.” Wonwoo pulled out a small vile from his jacket pocket.
Finally, Mingyu looked up from Wonwoo neck to what was on his hands. “It’s a truth serum.” The answer came before he could even ask, and his eyes widened. “Don’t worry, I never intend to use it. If you really loved me, I would want to hear that without the influence of a drug.” Mingyu pouted as he took the vile from his hands. “But you are under the influence of a drug.” Wonwoo chuckled as he leaned up to kiss him. This time it didn’t end short. Mingyu hands held his face as if he was holding a fragile piece of jade and slowly their lips molded into each other.
“It’s kinda different.” Wonwoo quietly huffed as the other let him breathe. “So, hurry up, Gyu. It hurts so much. You don’t even have to prep me, just get inside. Please.” Wonwoo whined as he rutted his hip up. Oh yah, Wonwoo was under aphrodisiac. All the confession had made Mingyu forget about the real problem here. “Jesus,” Mingyu half-laughed, half-groaned as Wonwoo kept on with his little motions. “You and your mouth today. Seriously it’s driving crazy.” Mingyu too pressed down, meeting Wonwoo halfway, making his eyes widen with sudden pleasure. “That smile on your tear driven face, you look crazy, Kim Mingyu.” Mingyu pouted as he pressed a little too roughly causing Wonwoo to let out a high-pitched whine. “Ya. Crazy in love with you.”
Wonwoo burst out laughing as he ruffled Mingyu’s hair. “I would have never guessed, inside that scary overbearing facade is a big sappy puppy.” Wonwoo teasingly complained. Mingyu leaned into the touch on his hair and looked at Wonwoo with his red puffy tear-filled eyes and pouty lips. “You don’t like it?” His voice was very small. “I love it.” Wonwoo’s voice was very proud. Then Mingyu smiled his toothy grin that Wonwoo desperately wanted to monopolize.
The smile died down but the lift of his lips stayed and with that something flashed in his eyes. “Hyung.” He cutely whined as he fondled with the hem of Wonwoo’s robe. “Can I take it off?” Wonwoo rolled his eyes cause he wasn’t even wearing the robe, it was just draped around him like a cape. “Do whatever you want. Don’t ask.” The way Mingyu still asked for his consent was very cute but Wonwoo couldn’t help but feel annoyed.
Yes, consent was necessary but saying ‘yes’ after every step was embarrassing. And yes, Wonwoo was the one who initiated this but as Mingyu played along, he couldn’t help but feel shy. Wonwoo tried to hide his red face but Mingyu was quick to hold his face in place. “Anything I want?” He asked again and the heat inside Wonwoo’s already hot body doubled due to embarrassment. “Yes... anything.” Wonwoo hesitated a little but still gave the green signal. He felt like he would regret saying this later but well he said what he said, he couldn’t take it back. Not when Mingyu looked this happy.
“Then can I eat you out.” Yep, definitely regretted saying that. Wonwoo groaned as the filthy words left Mingyu’s mouth. His already hot and uncomfortable body felt even more hot and uncomfortable if that made any sense anymore. He would have loved to say yes. “I would have loved to say yes but Kim Mingyu I don’t think I can suffer through that. My body aches for something big and if I don’t have it in me in a minute, I swear I might go on a feral rampage.” With that Wonwoo locked his legs on Mingyu’s waist and tried to pull him even closer, the hands on his neck scratching down to leave marks. Mingyu moaned as he pushed the already pushed away clothes out of his way. Then he quickly undid his robe and threw it somewhere in the room.
As the necked bodies collided against each other both gave a sigh of relief. How long have they been waiting. Though this situation was not something they imagined, and they would still have to talk it out when they were sober but at the moment, they were both high on each other. On something clearly more addictive than drugs. Every touch felt amplified, and every breath left sparks. They had waited long and the fruit was so compelling that they were grateful they hadn’t given up.
Mingyu was eager to please his Hyung, so he had been swift but as he saw his Hyung's naked skin in full glory, he paused. Then he admired. “You’re so beautiful Hyung.” He really looked like he was worshiping as he traced along the lines of Wonwoo’s body. But as his fingers touched the naked skin, Wonwoo shivered. He squirmed as those hot fingers traced his cold skin, his confidence earlier slipping down with those fingers. He bit his lower lip to contain his shameful sounds, but Mingyu was quick to point it out. “Don’t bite.” Mingyu pried his lips from the torture of his teeth. “Let it out Hyung. I want to hear how I affect you.” And looks like all his confidence had just been transferred to another person. Mingyu’s hands slid down from his collarbone and softly cupped his chest causing Wonwoo to squirm and let out a moan before he could conceal it.
“Does it feel good Hyung?” Soon after another hand was cupping another side of his chest. Wonwoo hummed, his body constantly spamming at the feeling. “I don’t remember you being this sensitive here Hyung? Is it the drug.” Yup this bastard was clearly enjoying it. You win, Yoon Jeonghan. Wonwoo internally grumbled as he tried his hardest to calm his body down but fuck him and that drug cause it wasn’t working.
Without wasting any time, Mingyu leaned down and began to leave feathery kisses all over Wonwoo’s neck and collarbone. The feeling was pleasant, but it wasn’t enough. “Mingyu don’t tease. Please. I need you. Inside.” Wonwoo panted between his breaths as he desperately tried to get Mingyu to do something, anything as long as it included fucking the daylights out of him.
Even if it was under the influence of a drug, Mingyu wanted their first to be at least pleasant at memory for them to remember later. Though the chances of Wonwoo forgetting all this in the morning were high, Mingyu didn’t wanted to hurt the other, so he tried to be at least gentle and held his shameful desires. But as Wonwoo uttered those words, his self-control grew wings and flew away.
Being rushed was not his style but Wonwoo wanted it so Mingyu will give. “If it hurts you must tell me, don’t endure.” Mingyu said softly as he slowly entered Wonwoo. Yes, it hurt but Wonwoo finally had what he wanted for so many years like hell he’ll tell. But the pain was prominent. Wonwoo bit his lip hard to suppress the pained groan as he buried his face in the pillow and tried to bear the pain. It was at this moment that Mingyu felt something was weird, that his Hyung wasn't reacting. He saw Wonwoo hiding his face within the pillow.
"Hyung, are you okay? Should I pull it out?" Mingyu asked worriedly as he stopped moving halfway and unconsciously started to move out. But when Wonwoo felt him leaving, he glared at him with a face flushed with pain and tears as he squeezed him inside. "If you dare pull it out, don't you think you'll be able to do it again in the future!" He glared fiercely, well tried to, with the tear-filled hazy eyes, the glare looked enticing rather than scary. With that threat, Mingyu chuckled and thrust it in once again.
“Ok then I won’t stop. Even if Hyung tries to push me and struggles in pain, I won’t stop. Even if Hyung cries his eyes out, I won’t stop.” With every sentence his movement became more intemperate and wilder. “You’re so much hornier, that thing must be of high dosage. Good. All night. I can have you under me all night.” Wonwoo moaned as a surge of electricity passed through his body between those frantic thrusts. He withered as his body tried to curl up, both loving and hating the sudden feeling. The heat that had spread all over his body began to coil up in his gut and the uncomfortable feeling of wanting to release washed over him. He was close.
“Ah~ Gyu~ yu..” Wonwoo opened his mouth to say he was close but except for the broken words and moans nothing came out. But Mingyu understood immediately. “Let go Hyung. You don’t need to say anything cause this won’t be the last tonight. I’ll love you all night.” Yep, Mingyu had finally fully lost his control. Wonwoo shivered at the promise and wondered if he had dug his own grave. But he didn’t have any time to think as his body spammed and white strings of fluid covered both their lower areas. Wonwoo gasped in a breath as Mingyu also followed him shortly after. This feeling of being full, it didn’t feel right but Wonwoo loved it.
As both calmed down from their high, Mingyu gave him the biggest smile he had ever seen on him. “I love you.” It sounded so sincere, so full of affection that Wonwoo couldn’t help but add tears to his already wet face. “I love you too.” His voice came out wimpier than intended. But the other heard it and it was enough for Mingyu to groan, as he started to move again. The sudden movement cause Wonwoo to clench down hard, his body was sensitive because of earlier so it tried to push the foreign material out. But somehow the material grew bigger in size and pushed its way through and deep.
“Gyu!” Wonwoo let out a high pitch scream as his jellylike leg tried to kick the man off him in instinct. But it was literally jelly like and he couldn't even move it in command so Mingyu caught it before it could even reach him. “I’ve heard that aphrodisiacs are very powerful. Hyung, you must still be in so much pain.” Wonwoo’s eyes widened as he understood what the other was suggesting. Wonwoo tried to shake his head, cause the effects of the drugs were long gone, he hadn’t even used that much.
But Mingyu gave him no chance to refuse. “Don’t worry Hyung. Cause it was because of me, I’ll take full responsibility. I’ll take care of you out of that drug. I won’t stop until every drop is out of your body.” And Wonwoo wanted to question who was really under that drug. But his protests died, his mind blanked out as Mingyu started to move again. He did dig his own grave. He wasn’t sure if he’d come out of it alive.
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-few days later-
Wonwoo and Mingyu exited the director’s office after submitting their report on the case. The director gave them a proud nod but his glare on Mingyu never softened and Mingyu did his best to not look at him. As they exited the room, they were suddenly surrounded by their friends and bombarded with questions.
“Are you two together?” Chan.
“Who was the one who confessed first?” Seungkwan.
“Who took the initiative? Soonyoung.
“Did the birds do the bees.” “Ew, Jun don’t put it like that.”
“Did one of you cry?” Chan.
Wonwoo went red as the questions grew in number. He didn’t dare open his mouth, but Mingyu was different. That idiot was busy bragging about how they got together in very detail. And with each answered question, their friends began to hand out money to either Jeonghan or Jun and sometimes Joshua. “Wow dude how predictable can you be.” Seokmin teased him and was soon running for his life from Mingyu.
Wonwoo frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him. “I thought that the betting part was a joke. I can understand y’all but Jihoon, Minghao and Vernon too. I can’t believe y’all.” Jeonghan laughed as he patted Wonwoo’s back. “So how was it.” Wonwoo glared at him but Jeonghan just smiled at him in return. “I hope that small vile helped~” Wonwoo again flushed red and Jeonghan began to laugh even louder after seeing his face. “That.” Wonwoo gritted between his teeth. “That is going to stay between us. If you snitch me out, I’ll tell Seungcheol that it was you who broke his gaming PC.” Jeonghan did the zipping his mouth motion but the big smile stayed as he watched a fuming Wonwoo drag a puppy away. He understood Mingyu now, Wonwoo did look cute when he was angry.