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Both DRX and GenG's Worlds 2020 journey came to an end, and the sting of their loss still lingered. Being in Jungmin's room dulled that pain, if only slightly.
“Hyeonjun-ah, stay the night in my room,” Jungmin said, setting his beer bottle on the bedside table.
“Huh? Why would I? I have my own room,” Hyeonjun replied, with his gaze fixed on the tv screen.
“You idiot. You know what I'm saying,” Jungmin muttered.
Before Hyeonjun could respond, Jungmin was on top of him, looking down at him. His eyes were dark with lust.
“Oh, you mean-”
“Yes." Jungmin smirked. "We need to blow off some steam.”
Hyeonjun's cheeks blushed as he felt a big bulge poking against his thighs through his jogger pants.
“Hyeonjun-ah-”
“W-wait, I have to tell my team first.”
“You need permission from your team to fuck?” Jungmin teased, slowly grinding against Hyeonjun’s lap.
“I-I just need to make sure there’s no schedule tonight.”
“If there is, tell them to fuck off.”
Hyeonjun: hyung do we have any schedule tonight?
Hyukkyu: Nope.
Hyukkyu: Others wanna watch a movie together. Wanna join?
Hyeonjun: ty but im going to bed early.
Hyukkyu: Already? Are you okay Hyeonjunie?
Hyeonjun: y all good just tired.
Hyukkyu: Alright. Good night then :)
Hyeonjun: gn hyung
“No schedule," Hyeonjun murmured, setting his phone aside. "Told Hyukkyu hyung I would go to bed early. Can’t believe I had to lie cuz of-”
Jungmin cut him off with a kiss. The two soon found themselves tangled in sheets, filling the room with hot moans and low groans along with the squeaking bed frames as a background music.
Bzzz, bzzz.
A loud sound of phone vibrated almost shook the bed.
“…Fuck, pick it up, someone!” Changhyeon groaned, burying his head under a pillow.
Jihoon, who was silently hoping for the phone call to be stopped, finally picked up his phone.
“Heeeeelloooooo.”
Yawning, Jihoon picked up the call.
“Jihoon-ah, are you guys still sleeping?”
“…Hyukkyu hyung? Where are you?”
“I’m having coffee with Martin, Rekkles I mean. Will you come down for lunch later? Like in an hour or two?”
“Ugh, I dunno. I will ask guys first then let you know.”
“Okay, send me a kakaotalk.”
“Got it, hyung.”
After ending the call, Jihoon went back to his previous position-laying in bed.
“Who was it? Hyukkyu hyung?”
“Yeah, he asked if we would like to have lunch.”
“Mmm… Yeah, why not.”
With his eyes still closed, Changhyeon answered.
“Minseok-ah, wake up.”
Jihoon gently kicked the youngest player of the team.
“Noooo, what the fuck!”
The short supporter grumbled, hiding his face under the blanket.
“Miiiiiinseooooook-aaaaaah, lunch?”
“Now? No.”
Minseok mumbled through the blanket.
“No, not now, in an hour or two?”
“…Yeah, then I’m in. Wake me up in an hour.”
“I will set the alarm.”
“Yeah.”
With that, Minseok and Changhyeon fell back into sleep.
Jihoon also wanted to go back to sleep for a while but he was mentally up after a phone call with Hyukkyu.
“Ugh…”
Leaving his teammates in the bedroom, the DRX midlaner went to the living room area to pick up a water bottle to wash away his dry throat.
He felt a lot better after a sip of water.
Putting down the bottle on the table, he aimlessly scrolled through his social media and Kakaotalk.
“Oh, forgot about Hyeonjunie hyung.”
Jihoon quickly found Hyeonjun’s kakaotalk account to call him, frowning when he did not pick it up.
Maybe he was also sleeping as well?
While Jihoon was wondering about Hyeonjun’s whereabouts, Hyeonjun and Jungmin were in bed, naked.
“Hyeonjun-ah, are you awake?”
“Nooo…” Hyeonjun yawned rubbing his eyes.
Last night was so good, Hyeonjun had to admit.
It had been 5 years since their shared time in KeG Seoul so Hyeonjun almost forgot how good it was when he first slept with Jungmin.
“Let’s take a shower and have lunch,” Jungmin suggested.
“Lunch?”
“Yeah, it’s almost noon.”
“…Sure,” Hyeonjun answered and closed his eyes as he could feel Jungmin wrapping his arms around him.
“…Your team isn’t looking for you?”
“Oh, it’s a free tour day. Others must have already left this morning for a city tour. I already told the team I would stay in the hotel.”
Jungmin said softly.
“Huh, you mean you ditched your team for sex?”
“Yeah, I kinda wanted to stay apart from my team, you know.”
Knowing too well, Hyeonjun hugged the GENG supporter.
“…It feels like it’s 2018 all over again.”
Jungmin opened his lips after some time.
“Yeah, good times. Of course being a pro is so much better but you know.”
Hyeonjun shrugged.
“Yeah, I also missed being with you.”
Jungmin’s words made Hyeonjun blush like crazy.
Feeling embarrassed, Hyeonjun buried his face into Jungmin’s chest.
“What, feeling shy?”
Jungmin chuckled softly.
If cuteness was a person, it would be Hyeonjun.
Thinking some silly thoughts, Jungmin got on top of the blushing DRX top laner.
“…What are you doing?”
“Is this a deja-vu?”
“I thought we were going to take a shower and have lunch?”
“Well, I think it can wait. I want some appetizer first.”
Hyeonjun squinted his eyes at his friend.
“I’m hungry.”
“I’ll be quick.”
Jungmin left soft kisses behind Hyeonjun’s ear.
A satisfied grin loomed over his lips when he felt Hyeongjun shuddering under him.
Bzzzz, bzzzz.
Hyeonjun’s phone vibrated.
Hyeonjun hastily swiped the screen to reject the call, when in fact he accidentally swiped to 'accept' it.
As he pushed the phone away and hooked his legs around Jungmin, he missed the sound of the voice call connecting.
“Hyeonjunie hyung, good morning. Are you-”
“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot.”
“Ngh...”
Mortified, Jihoon quickly put the phone away from his ear.
What the fuck is Hyeonjunie hyung watch? Is he watching porn at this hour?
“Hyung, what the fuck, are you watching porn?”
Then Jihoon heard an unfamiliar guy’s voice calling Hyeonjun’s name.
“Hyeonjun-ah, yeah, you’re doing well.”
“Ah, fuck.”
“You got tight again, fuck. Breathe, Hyeonjun-ah.”
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh mixed wet moans hit Jihoon’s eardrums.
Oh my god.
Hyeonjun was having sex with someone, with a guy.
The realization dawned on Jihoon.
Meanwhile, Hyeonjun was blissfully unaware of the call.
"You're doing so well, Hyeonjun-ah," Jungmin murmured.
“H-hey, slowly, okay?”
Hyeonjun begged.
“Okay. Sore?”
“Just a little. You fucked me too hard last night.”
“But you loved it, didn’t you?”
Jungmin said with dark pride dripping in his voice.
“Do you remember how many times you came without me touching you?”
Jungmin started slowly moving, pushing deeper and deeper into Hyeonjun’s body.
“You begged me to fuck you, to break you.”
“Jungmin-ah… Ah!”
“Why are you so cute, Choi Hyeonjun? Fuck.”
Tightly pulling Hyeonjun’s waist, Jungmin sped up his movement.
The midlaner, still connected to the call, felt his face burn. The sounds, the moans, Hyeonjun's breathy voice- they were too much.
Heaer racing, Jihoon stumbled into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. The sounds from his phone continued to play, igniting thoughts he could not control.
He was not gay and he never wanted to find out his teammate’s sexuality or sex life, at least not in this way but…
He was hard.
Fuck.
After making sure that his microphone was muted, Jihoon released his dick from the boxers.
Listening to the lewd sounds, Jihoon closed his eyes and started working on his shaft. Jihoon did not realize that he was focusing more on Hyeonjun’s breathy voice.
“Ah, ah! Fuck! Jungmin-a, I-I’m close.”
“Yeah, come for me.”
His imagination betrayed him. He was not just picturing Hyeonjun with some random guy-he was imagining himself with Hyeonjun.
A mental image of Hyeonjun crying and begging under him pushed Jihoon over the edge, and he violently came.
…Fuck, did he just…?
With his dripping dick in his hand and messy pants loosely hanging around his legs, finally the weight of guilt and shame overwhelmed Jihoon as he realized what he had done.