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My day has been productive. I went to the studio early to revise some recordings, polish the lyrics I’ve been working on, and record a few vocals and raps for my self-produced songs. After successfully having one of my tracks included in our first album, I feel even more motivated to create more music, and I can’t wait for our fans to listen and relate to it.
I usually draw inspiration for my lyrics from books, movies, and my seniors’ songs. I like to imagine myself in different situations and try to feel what someone else would feel if they were in that moment.
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time with Junkyu, aside from Hyunsuk-hyung and Haruto. People often say that Junkyu is a homebody and hard to invite out, but whenever I ask him, he always comes along. Sometimes, we write lyrics together, share our songs, and give each other feedback.
My phone beeped—a message. I picked it up and saw a greeting from my family, wishing me a happy birthday. Right. I had been so focused on work that I didn’t notice it was already close to midnight. My family always makes sure to greet me in advance because they want to be the very first. Sometimes, when we’re overseas, they even adjust their time just to call earlier, knowing the members might surprise me or I might be busy. Reading their messages always warms my heart and instantly brings a smile to my face.
I packed up my things, turned off the lights in the studio, and asked our manager to drive me back to the dorm. The dorm was unusually quiet tonight—I guessed the members were already asleep. Since we finally had some free time, they probably used it to rest and catch up on sleep.
My phone beeped again with notifications. It must be midnight already—probably my friends and even the members are sending me birthday greetings.
I opened the dorm door, stepping into the darkness. But as soon as I closed it behind me, the lights flicked on and a chorus of voices shouted, “Surprise!”
“Wow!” I clutched my chest, both shocked and overjoyed.
“Happy Birthday, Yoshi! Happy Birthday, Yoshi! Happy Birthday, our dear Yoshi, Happy Birthday to you!” the members sang in unison. They even prepared a cake and a party hat just for me.
“Thank you, everyone! I love you all!” I said, grinning ear to ear.
Junkyu approached, holding the cake with his signature dimpled smile. “Alright! Make a wish.”
I closed my eyes, clasped my hands together, and silently wished before blowing out the candle. Everyone cheered loudly.
“Okay! Time for drinks!” Hyunsuk-hyung announced, lifting a plastic bag filled with canned beers. Ever since the leadership shift in our group, he’s been more relaxed, smiling, and laughing often. Seeing him focus on himself more these days makes me genuinely happy—he deserves it.
“Fine, but I won’t drink much since we have gym tomorrow, right Junghwan?” Jihoon-hyung said, pulling the maknae close and patting his shoulder.
“Yes, hyung! I’ll just have one beer and head back to the dorm after,” Junghwan replied. Time really flies—our youngest is now old enough to drink and party with us.
Everyone grabbed their drinks. I laughed when I noticed Ruto was already on his second can.
“Hey, drink slowly,” Jeongwoo told him.
“I am drinking slowly,” Haruto replied, taking a tiny sip. “See?”
Jeongwoo smacked his shoulder, and the two burst out laughing.
I sat down on the couch, and Junkyu slid in beside me.
“Are you having fun, Yoshi?” he asked.
“Yes! I didn’t expect you guys to surprise me.”
“Well, I’m glad it worked. Honestly, it was a last-minute plan.”
“Speaking of, who planned all this?” I asked.
Junkyu casually draped an arm around my shoulders. I glanced at his hand resting there before meeting his face again. Was it the beer, or did the room suddenly feel warmer?
Thankfully, the alcohol masked the flush in my cheeks. My heart thumped faster—the kind of feeling that only comes when Junkyu is near.
“Who else? You’re talking to him right now,” he said smugly.
“R-really?” I swallowed hard. “Thanks, Junkyu.” I quickly downed a large sip of beer to cover my nerves.
One by one, the members started saying their goodbyes. “Happy birthday again, Yoshi. See you tomorrow,” Asahi said, leaving with Jeongwoo, Haruto, and Junghwan. Soon, most of the others followed, until only Junkyu remained beside me, nursing his beer.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” I asked, the alcohol already making me feel light.
“Maybe later. I want to stay with you a bit longer,” he replied, meeting my gaze directly. I hiccuped. He chuckled, and I quickly covered my mouth, embarrassed.
“Oh, come on,” he said, gently pulling my hand away. “You don’t have to be shy with me.”
I let out a nervous laugh. This was unusual—Junkyu wasn’t normally this bold with me. Maybe the alcohol was giving him courage.
“You said you finished the first verse of your self-produced song the other day. Can I hear it?” he asked.
“Yeah, but my laptop’s in my room.”
He stood up and reached for my hand. “Then let’s go. We can listen to it there.”
And just like that, he led me toward my room.
I opened the door to my bedroom, and Junkyu immediately made himself comfortable on my bed. I grabbed my laptop from the table and joined him, pulling it onto my lap. With a few clicks, I played my newly finished song.
Junkyu listened intently, his head bobbing along as he flashed me one of his reassuring smiles.
When the track ended, he clapped his hands enthusiastically. “That was great, Yoshi-kun!” His dimples deepened with his grin, and I felt my cheeks grow hot.
“Thank you,” I said shyly, setting the laptop aside.
“The tempo, the lyrics—it all has your touch. Anyone listening would know it’s yours.”
I leaned back against the headboard, smiling. He mirrored me, settling beside me in the same relaxed posture.
“How about you?” I asked, glancing at him. “Have you finished any songs lately?”
He took a sip of his beer, set it on the bedside table, and smacked his lips thoughtfully. “Some, but they’re not ready to be heard yet.”
“Hey, at least let me be an exception,” I teased, nudging his shoulder. “You know I can give you feedback.”
He shook his head lightly. “These songs are… personal. Like my diary. I write what I feel, what I see—what’s happening to me.”
I turned toward him, noticing the shift in his tone. He rarely lets this side of himself show.
Junkyu was usually the bright one, always keeping the mood light for the others. But here, with me, he let the weight slip.
“That’s wonderful, Junkyu,” I said sincerely. “When you share them with the world, people will connect with them. They’ll feel what you felt.”
His lips curved into a small smile. “Thanks, Yoshi. That means a lot.”
Without thinking, I patted his thigh gently. The gesture lingered a little longer than I expected.
My gaze drifted to the pile of gifts I’d received from the members, but one was missing. “So, everyone else already gave me their presents… what about you?”
Junkyu’s eyes locked with mine, unreadable yet warm. He tapped the space beside him. “Come here first.”
I sat down closer, and he shifted, draping one arm along the headboard, his body fully turned toward me. I blinked, caught in his gaze.
“My gift is here,” he murmured, his tone dropping low.
“W-where?” I asked, licking my lips nervously—his eyes followed the motion.
“Here.” He leaned in, brushing his lips against mine. My eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t move further, as if waiting for my answer.
The truth was, with Junkyu, it always felt like this—his nearness unraveling me. The others might only see us as friends, but what we had was something more, something we never put into words.
I reached up, threading my fingers into his hair, and that was all the signal he needed. His lips moved against mine, slow and sure, and I felt the warmth of it spread through me. He licked my lower lip, asking me to open my mouth, and I did. His tongue immediately licked mine, and that made me feel warm pools in my stomach down to my cock.
I feel the ringing in my ears as we kissed. He playfully bit my lower lip, “Ah,” a moan slipped from my mouth, and he smirked, “You like that, huh?” he said teasingly and kissed me some more.
His kisses went down to my neck, slightly biting and sucking the skin on my neck. “Careful, you might leave me a hickey. I don’t want the others seeing it.” I warned him, but he did not listen. He ran his tongue on my jaw and bit it slightly before moving his lips back to mine.
I missed him. I sucked his tongue, and he fought me for it. My hands are all over his chest, and he slowly lays me down on the bed.
When we finally pulled back, breathless, his lips were red and swollen. “Happy Birthday, Yoshi,” he whispered with a smile.
I laughed softly, pressing one last kiss to his mouth. “Best gift ever.”
He tilted my chin up, his eyes never leaving mine. “Birthday boy,” he said with a playful grin, “this is only the beginning.”
Before I could even react, he slowly went down on me. His hands lifted up my shirt, so I helped him remove it from me.
His lips kissed mine, and slowly trailed down my jaw, neck, then my chest. Teasingly, he licked one of my nipples, which made me even harder. He cupped the bulge on my pants and smirked, “I love it when you are so hard for me.” he sucked my nipple, making sure to lick it at the same time while he twisted the other and slightly pinched it.
“Ah, Kyu” A moan slipped into my mouth, and I bit my lip to keep quiet. Even though the members are sleeping, I don’t want them to hear me moaning.
“Shh, keep quiet for me, pretty boy. Don’t want them hearing you moaning and squirming.” he puts two fingers on my lips, “suck on my fingers and get it wet for me,” which I did. I sucked his fingers as his kisses went down to my navel. He removed my pants along with my boxers, and now I am completely at his mercy.
He removed his fingers from my mouth and used his right hand to stroke my cock while he licked it from my balls to the head, licking the pre cum on the tip and slightly teasing the hole.
“Ah, fuck!” I covered my mouth to keep quiet. The alcohol is totally out of my system, I am sure, my mind is only clouded with pure lust.
I felt him smirk as he sucked the head while massaging my balls. “I am going to cum if you keep doing that,” I breathlessly said. He stops and puts his hands on my throat, squeezing it slightly, and whispers in my ear, “Don’t you dare cum on me. You will only come when my cock is buried deep inside your ass, you get me?” “Yes, yes. So just fuck me know, please.”
“Not after you get my cock nice and ready for that tight hole of yours.”
He then removed his shirt and sweatpants, the veins of his cock visible, its head red and glistening. “Now open that pretty mouth of yours, Yoshi.” He moved forward and placed both of his legs between my head and pushed his throbbing member inside my mouth. I welcomed it all, making sure to lick the underside of the head too. When I looked up, Junkyu was pressing his hands on the wall as he thrusted his hips in my mouth, fucking it.
“That’s it, baby. Keep sucking me, fuck.” he moans, which fired me up more.
After a few thrusts, he removes his cock from my mouth with strings of saliva. He kissed my lips one more time as he looked for the lubricant in my bedside drawer.
“Lift those legs for me, baby,” he said as I hooked each of my hands on my inner thighs and lifted them to my chest, exposing my now eager hole for him.
“Shit. Look at this warm, tight hole,” he puts a lube on his fingers and works on that tight rim of muscle, spreading it. He inserts one, then two fingers, “Ah, Kyu! Please!” After a few pumps, he removed the finger and put a condom on his cock. He aligned his member to my hole and slowly put it inside.
“Ah, fuck. You are so tight, Yoshi.” he bit his lip as he tried to fit everything inside. “Just fuck me already, Kyu.” “Your wish is my command, birthday boy.” Then he thrusts all the way in.
Junkyu moves his hips in a piston pace as he reaches down to kiss my lips. I moved my own too, welcoming each of his thrusts. His kisses went down my jaw, and I felt him sucking my skin there, fuck, the thought of seeing his mark in the morning made me cum on the spot.
“Just like that, Ah, Ah,” I moaned, “I am going to fuck this ass bare soon, Yoshi. Remember that,” he whispered in my ear
“I am going to come, Junkyu, please don’t stop.” he stroked my cock, matching the pace of his thrusts
“Then come for me, pretty boy,” and I did. White clouds my vision as I ride the high of my release. Junkyu then followed me, burying himself deep inside me. He stayed on top of me for a few minutes before removing himself and the used condom.
He gets a tissue to clean me up and another one to wrap around the used condom before putting it in the trash bin.
Junkyu put on his sweatpants and got a clean towel from my drawers and left the room, too tired to think where he was going. I closed my eyes. I heard the door opening again and saw him walking towards me, the towel was wet.
He started wiping my stomach and the sweat on my chest, then he put it on the bedside table before getting me a fresh shirt and boxers. After helping me get dressed, he settles us both under my sheets, my head on his chest as we cuddle ourselves to sleep.
“I hope you enjoyed my gift, Yoshi.”
“What? I loved it so much, Junkyu. Thank you,” he smiled at me, his eyes closed already.
“Well, anything for you, baby. Now sleep tight.” I reached for his lips to give him a peck, “I love you, Kyu,” and closed my eyes, not really expecting him to hear it, but then he whispere,d “I love you, Yoshi” and I felt his warm lips on my forehead before sleep envelopes me in the arms of my favorite person on my special day.
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