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Baku really is an idiot. Even after Sieun said another boy’s name in the midst of his orgasm, Baku continued to have sex with Sieun on a regular basis. It almost drives Baku crazy; he and Sieun will spend the day at school with Juntae and Gotak, having fun just the four of them, Sieun as quiet and reserved as always. Maybe on the weekend the four of them go out for food or to see a movie, laughing and enjoying each other’s company. And then Sieun will turn to Baku, when Juntae and Gotak are busy with each other, to ask if Baku wants to come home with him.
And Baku says yes, every single fucking time. Even though it hurts a little, to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Sieun doesn’t love him and only sees him as a friend. Baku doesn’t bring up the name Sieun says and the other boy makes no mention, either because he doesn’t realize what happened or he doesn’t think it’s a big deal.
So the two keep having sex, through the whole thing with Baekjin and Union and the fight between Eunjang and what was left of Union and coming out victorious. Baku knows he should have put a stop to it a long time ago but every time he thinks of it he remembers the feel of Sieun’s skin, the taste of his mouth, the sounds Sieun makes as Baku fucks into him. It’s addicting and impossible to stop.
They stop having sex about a year later, when Sieun gets a phone call and the four of them rush to the hospital to find Ahn Suho, the boy Sieun is still hopelessly in love with, awake and turning to smile at Sieun. Baku feels his heart break for the final time, whatever little and lingering hope that his feelings might one day be returned crumbling around him.
Things change after that, outside the two of them no longer having sex. Sieun spends more time with Suho, helping him with his physical therapy and with studying, to get on track to graduate from high school. Baku, Juntae and Gotak find it easy to slip into friendship with Suho, happy and badass Suho, who can make Sieun smile.
It happens a few months later, after Suho is discharged from the hospital and can walk around with crutches. The five of them are spending their Saturday at a local BBQ place that Gotak likes, all laughing and joking around and if Baku steals the occasional longing glance at Sieun, sitting quiet and content next to Suho, then who’s to know?
Sieun is in the bathroom, Juntae and Gotak leave early to see if their favorite ice cream place is open, leaving Baku and Suho alone. The two are sitting across from each other and Baku can’t bring himself to look Suho in the eye. They had all hung out before but this is the first time in the months since Suho woke up that the two are left completely alone, without the buffer of the friend group.
Palms starting to sweat, Baku swallows harshly. What does he say? Does he say anything? Does Suho know that Baku and Sieun used to sleep together for a year before Suho woke up? This is all so ridiculous- Baku can face down a gang of teenagers intent on smashing his skull in but can’t look the boyfriend of the boy he has a crush on in the eye.
“It’s okay, you know.” Suho’s gaze is steady as he leans back in his seat. “Sieun told me, about the two of you.”
“He did?” Baku blinks stupidly at Suho, who looks perfectly at ease.
“Yeah, he told me right away.”
“And…you aren’t mad?” If Baku found out his boyfriend was sleeping with some other guy, he’d be pissed. Granted, Suho had been in a coma for two years with no way of knowing when he would wake up, so Sieun’s way of coping with that isn’t far out of the realm of normalcy.
“Why should I be? Sieun was lonely and you were nice to him. Unless you two are still sleeping with each other?” Suho’s face turns deadly serious at the drop of a fucking hat.
“No!” Baku shouts, causing a few people to glance their way. He lowers his voice. “No, Sieun broke things off when you woke up. And he made it clear from the beginning that it was just physical between us, nothing more.”
Just like that, Suho’s face breaks out into a smile once more. “Good.”
Sieun walks slow and steady beside Suho as the two of them walk back to Sieun’s empty apartment, having finished BBQ and ice cream with the guys. Suho can just barely smell the faint hint of Sieun’s scent as his boyfriend stands next to him in the elevator up to his apartment floor, and wants nothing more than to hole up in Sieun’s room and bury his face in the other boy’s neck and breath in the smell that clings to Sieun.
Sieun’s new apartment, the one he shares with his mother, isn’t all that much different than the one he shared with his father- blank and sterile, hardly a hint that anyone lived there at all. The only big difference is it’s a lot cleaner than Sieun’s father’s apartment. And Sieun’s room is different- somehow more bare and empty than his old one.
But Suho doesn’t care, because he’s sitting on Sieun’s bed, back against the wall, with Sieun sitting next to him, warm and beautiful. Suho leans against Sieun and buries his face in Sieun’s neck, breathing in the scent of Sieun’s apricot body wash that his mom got for him.
“You smell so good.” Suho breathes against Sieun’s neck.
Sieun lets out a little hum as he shifts slightly, his thigh pressing hard against Suho’s, a hot line of fire between them. Suho feels his dick start to show a little interest, the smell and feel of Sieun all around them, the fact that the two haven’t had sex since Suho woke up. He feels his heart start to beat a little too fast as he reaches over and cups Sieun’s face to turn the other boy to face him, the two of them breathing the same air, gazes locked and heavy with twin desire.
“Are you sure? You aren’t too tired?” Sieun sounds so sweet when he’s worried about someone he cares about, that apathetic look replaced by an open vulnerability that makes his eyes fucking shimmer.
“It’s okay.” Suho runs a gentle thumb across Sieun’s cheekbone. “I’ll let you do all the work.”
Sieun lets out a little laugh in the stillness of the apartment before he’s leaning forward, lips soft against Suho’s, tongue slipping out to lick at Suho’s mouth. Suho’s own tongue reaches out to tangle with Sieun’s, the taste of his boyfriend absolute heaven after so long without.
The two break apart after a minute, panting into each other’s mouth, before Suho’s hunger takes over and he licks at Sieun’s neck before latching onto that spot under Sieun’s jaw that drives him crazy. Sieun’s hands reach up to tangle in Suho’s hair, his gasps echoing through the room, writhing under Suho’s ministrations.
When Sieun starts to whine Suho pulls away, his boyfriend’s hands trying to pull him back, but Suho laughs and gives Sieun a quick kiss. “Baby let me take your clothes off.”
Sieun’s face is flushed that pretty pink, eyes glistening as he nods, obligingly leaning forward so Suho can reverently peel him out of his sweater and shirt, revealing that smooth chest and pretty pink nipples Suho has missed playing with. He reaches over and runs a nail along one of Sieun’s nipples before pinching it hard between his fingers, watching Sieun’s face twist with pleasure. He leans down to bite and suck at Sieun’s chest when his boyfriend stops him.
“I’m supposed to do all the work remember?” Sieun, little devil he is, runs a hand down Suho’s face but leans away when Suho goes in for a kiss. “I don’t want you to strain yourself.”
Suho calls fucking bullshit. Sieun just wants to tease him. It’s what they used to do before- well before everything that happened. Suho would make inappropriate advances at school and Sieun would purposely do things he knew drove Suho crazy at the exact times Suho couldn’t do anything about it.
So Suho sits back against the wall and watches as Sieun strips the rest of the way, lean body full on display as he fishes around for some lube, liberally coating his fingers before lying back against the bed, facing Suho, legs falling open, fingers softly trailing down his own throbbing erection before circling his rim, pushing one finger inside all the way to the second knuckle, moaning at the feeling.
Suho groans and clutches his fists so hard together his nails cut into the soft flesh of his palms, his own erection hard and insistent. This is the first time since he’s woken up that he’s felt truly alive; everything up to this point had been grueling sessions of physical therapy, catching up on two years of life and making an effort to fit in with Sieun’s new friends. Which hadn’t been as hard as he feared- Baku, Gotak and Juntae are great.
His attention is brought sharply back to the present moment when Sieun adds a second finger and starts to scissor himself open, chest heaving in pleasure as he hits that spot inside himself. Suho watches with ravenous eyes as Sieun adds a third finger and thrusts his fingers hard inside himself, gasping loudly with his eyes closed and teeth caught in that plump bottom lip.
“Baby…” Suho’s voice is breathless, eyes trained hard on Sieun before him. God does he want, crave, need Sieun right here and now.
The sound of Suho’s voice seems to break Sieun out of his blissful haze as he blinks his eyes open and pulls his fingers out to sit up, flush all the way down his chest. He crawls across the bed, hands hurried as he helps Suho strip down, until both are naked, skin against skin, as Sieun finds a condom, rips it open and unrolls it down Suho’s straining erection. Suho lets his head fall back against the wall as Sieun climbs onto his lap, all need and desire, lines himself up and sinks down on Suho’s dick, taking Suho all in one go.
“Oh god, oh fuck.” Suho gasps as Sieun’s tight heat envelopes him completely.
Sieun breathes deeply as Suho settles his hands against Sieun’s hips in a bruising grip. Sieun takes a moment to adjust, hands settling on Suho’s hips as he raises himself up an inch before sinking back down. He does it a few more times before he gets the angle right and moans as Suho’s erection hits his prostate and Suho moans as Sieun clenches around him. It’s a perfect sharing of pleasure.
Sieun sets a slow, steady, deep pace, the two of them wrapped up in each other as Sieun rides Suho, who trusts his boyfriend, as always, to set the right pace. Suho’s hands tighten impossibly further against Sieun’s hips, wanting to carve himself a permanent place inside his boyfriend, so the two can never be parted.
When Sieun’s gasps grow desperate and his thighs start shaking with the effort of fucking himself hard on Suho’s dick, he uses his tight grip to help lift Sieun up before slamming him back down, both of them moaning loudly, sweat slicking their bodies, the only other sound the slap of skin against skin.
“Baby…” Suho gasps out, his orgasm building.
“Fuck.” Sieun’s nails claw at Suho’s back. “Fuck, I love you so much.”
And Sieun is coming, completely untouched, come staining both their stomachs. He clenches hard around Suho, who groans and follows suit, coming hard inside Sieun after two years and six months without.
It takes a minute for the two of them to catch their breath before Sieun gingerly lifts himself off Suho’s dick and collapses on the bed. Suho leans on his side, takes off and ties the condom before throwing it in the trash. He turns back to face Sieun, both of them naked and covered in sweat and come. Suho has never felt happier.
“I love you too.” Suho says and kisses Sieun deep and slow, just like how both of them like it.