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Halfway to Suhwan’s place, his smile began to slip. It was subtle, but enough. His shoulders lowered, his gaze drifted toward the pavement. Maybe it was the late hour. Maybe the weight of celebrating a birthday surrounded by people, yet still feeling strangely solitary, was finally catching up to him.
Hyunjoon said gently, nudging his arm. “I think I’ll crash at your place tonight.”
Suhwan didn’t protest. He just nodded once, quietly grateful.
At his apartment, they moved through the familiar space without turning on many lights, slipping into the soft shadows of the bedroom. The exhaustion from the night hit them both at once, and when they collapsed onto the bed—side by side, facing each other, it felt natural to inch closer.
“Are you okay?”
"Yes..." He paused, feeling the gentle weight of Hyunjoon's head still resting against his.
Instinctively, Suhwan shifted, rolling onto his side. His arm, which had been draped loosely over Hyunjoon's back, tightened slightly. He turned to face the other side of the bed, spooning Hyunjoon's back. Suhwan's chest pressed gently against Hyunjoon's shoulder blades. Suhwan didn't say anything more, just held Hyunjoon's body close. He could feel the steady rise and fall of 's breathing, the softness of his skin, the warmth emanating from his body. It was a comforting, almost soothing sensation.
Hyunjoon's eyes fluttered closed as he listened to the distant sounds of the city outside and the gentle breathing of his friend inside.
He pressed a gentle kiss to the back of Hyunjoon's neck before settling in, his arm wrapped snugly around Hyunjoon's waist, holding him close.
After a few minutes, Hyunjoon’s breathing evened out into something that sounded like sleep. Suhwan kept his eyes closed, trying to let the warmth and closeness pull him under. But it did not work. His mind kept circling the same quiet ache he had been trying to ignore all night.
He loosened his hold just a fraction, careful not to wake Hyunjoon, and exhaled slowly against the back of his neck.
Hyunjoon shifted slightly, the movement small but unmistakable.
A beat of silence.
“You’re still awake, right?”
Suhwan’s heartbeat skipped.
“…yeah,” he murmured. “Did I wake you?”
“No,” Hyunjoon replied, voice thick with drowsiness. “I just… felt you tense.”
Suhwan froze for half a second, surprised at how easily Hyunjoon noticed even what he tried to hide.
“I can't sleep." He sighed again, the sound a mix of weariness and restless energy.
Suhwan's arm tightened around Hyunjoon's waist, pulling him a little closer. His fingers splayed across Hyunjoon's stomach, feeling the warmth of his skin through the thin fabric of his shirt.
"What's on your mind?" Hyunjoon asked, his voice gentle and a little concerned. He could sense the tension in Suhwan's body, the way his muscles were taut and coiled.
Suhwan was silent for a long moment, considering his answer. Finally, he spoke, his words soft and measured. "Just thinking... about things. The party, I guess. People..." He trailed off, leaving the thought unfinished.
He couldn't admit to the way his heart raced every time he thought about Hyunjoon, the way his stomach fluttered with nerves and anticipation. He couldn't confess to the secret longing to turn Hyunjoon around and pull him into a kiss, to pour all his hidden feelings into a single, desperate moment.
Instead, Suhwan simply held Hyunjoon closer, burying his face in the crook of his neck. He breathed in the scent of his skin, letting it fill his lungs and calm his racing thoughts.
"Don't worry about it," Suhwan murmured, his voice a low rumble against Hyunjoon's back. "Just try to sleep."
Suhwan's heart raced as he held Hyunjoon close, feeling the way his skinny form fit so perfectly in his arms. It was a comfort he had grown accustomed to. He knew he should sleep, should let exhaustion claim him and drift off into a peaceful slumber. But every time he closed his eyes, he found himself acutely aware of every little movement Hyunjoon made, every soft breath that brushed against his skin. It was intoxicating.
A small voice in the back of his mind whispered doubts and fears. Was he being too forward, too bold in his affections? What if, to Hyunjoon, he was nothing more than a dear friend, a younger sibling, but never someone to be desired or loved romantically? The thought made Suhwan's stomach twist with anxiety and dread.
"I can't sleep neither." Hyunjoon says. "I think I had so much fun now my body just can't turn off.".
“Yeah?” Suhwan murmured, lips brushing lightly near the curve of Hyunjoon’s neck. “Your mind’s still running?”
“A little,” Hyunjoon admitted, voice hazy but honest. “You know how it is… too much energy, too many thoughts. Even good ones.”
Suhwan swallowed. “Good ones,” he echoed softly, as though the words tasted foreign on his tongue.
Hyunjoon hummed. “Mhm. Tonight was… fun. You were fun.” The way he said it was gentle, sincere.
Then Hyunjoon added, softer: “And you’re warm. This is helping.”
Suhwan’s breath stuttered. His fingers absently tightened over Hyunjoon’s stomach before he caught himself and eased his grip again.
“Good,” he said, barely managing to keep his voice steady. “I’m glad.” Suhwan said, his voice a little hoarse. He swallowed hard, trying to dislodge the lump that had formed in his throat. "It was a big day, and a really fun party. I guess our bodies are just wired up right now."
He paused, considering his next words carefully. "Is there... is there anything you want to do? To help us both relax and unwind before we try to sleep again?" Suhwan asked, hoping his tone sounded casual and innocent.
Inside, a part of him was screaming at the opportunity to suggest something intimate, to pull Hyunjoon closer and confess his deepest desires.
"You've been like that all night, right?" Hyunjoon suddenly shifted to met his gaze.
Suhwan felt his cheeks burning hotter at Hyunjoon's question, a deep blush spreading across his face. He blinked rapidly, trying to regain his composure as he met Hyunjoon's gaze.
"L-like what?" Suhwan stammered, suddenly feeling flustered and caught off guard. He knew exactly what Hyunjoon meant, but he couldn't bring himself to admit it out loud.
Hyunjoon pulled Suhwan for a kiss, a quick one. The kiss was quick, almost startled, the kind of impulse that could be dismissed as nothing if either of them pretended hard enough. A soft press of lips, warm and fleeting, gone before Suhwan even fully understood it had happened.
He got a silly smile on his face right now, so Hyunjoon grabbed his shirt again for another kiss, more messy, urgent.
"Sorry I'm..." Suhwan said, after messing up.
Hyunjoon’s hand stayed curled in the fabric of Suhwan’s shirt, knuckles brushing his collarbone. He shook his head, smiling with softness. "It's okay. you'll learn."
“I want to try again,” Suhwan whispered.
Hyunjoon’s lips curved upward. “Then try.”
Suhwan leaned in slowly this time, giving Hyunjoon every opportunity to pull back. But Hyunjoon didn’t. He didn’t even hesitate. His eyes fluttered shut, breath catching in anticipation.
Their mouths met again—soft, deliberate, lingering.
"You know you're not slick right? It's pretty obvious you wanted to kiss me." Hyunjoon said. "I know when a guy wants to kiss me."
Suhwan’s breath hitched. The words were teasing, but they landed with a kind of truth he couldn’t dodge. His pulse thudded in his ears, and he felt suddenly, acutely exposed.
“I…” He swallowed, trying to steady himself. “Was it really that obvious?”
Hyunjoon let out a quiet laugh—low, warm, intimate. He shifted closer, their foreheads nearly touching now. “You kept staring at my mouth every time I talked tonight.” His fingers traced a light line along Suhwan’s jaw, just enough to make Suhwan shiver. “You tense up around me, but you never pull away. And when we were walking home… You kept drifting closer.”
Suhwan’s cheeks burned. “I didn’t realize I was doing all that.”
“You did,” Hyunjoon murmured, voice softening again. “And it was cute.”
The room felt impossibly still. Suhwan didn’t know what to do with the mixture of relief and embarrassment flooding his chest. He dropped his gaze for a moment, pressing his forehead gently to Hyunjoon’s shoulder.
"If you wanted to kiss me so badly, why didn't you just...? I mean, I could tell you were thinking about it all night,"
“I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable,” he admitted, the words barely more than a whisper. “I was trying so hard not to mess anything up.”
Hyunjoon’s hand found the back of his neck, thumb brushing lightly against the skin there. “Hey,” he said quietly, “you didn’t. You’re not.”
Suhwan lifted his head just enough to meet his eyes. Hyunjoon’s expression was open, steady—no teasing now, no ambiguity. Just warmth. Understanding.
“If I didn’t want you close,” Hyunjoon continued softly, “I wouldn’t have pulled you in.”
Suhwan’s chest squeezed. “So… you’re okay with this?”
“With you?” Hyunjoon nodded once, decisive. “Yeah. More than okay.”
For a moment, neither of them moved. They just looked at each other—really looked—and something unspoken settled between them, clearer than before.
Suhwan breathed out slowly, the tension in his shoulders finally unwinding. “Can I…” He hesitated, but only for a second. “Can I kiss you again?”
Suhwan leaned forward, more sure now, and their lips met once more—gentle, lingering, unhurried. A kiss that didn’t ask for anything more than the simple fact of being wanted.
When they pulled back, Hyunjoon rested his forehead against Suhwan’s. “See?” he murmured. “You’re already getting better.”
Suhwan let out a shaky breath, a soft laugh escaping him. “Guess I just needed the right… teacher.”
Hyunjoon nudged him playfully. “Lucky for you, I’m patient. But you need to go for the things you want.
They continued the kissing for some long minutes, but all that waiting was making Hyunjoon impatient. Hyunjoon grabbed Suhwan hands and places them on his Hyunjoon waist.
"If you need more you need to show it." Hyunjoon said.
Suhwan’s pulse hammered so loudly he wondered if Hyunjoon could hear it. His hands—now resting on Hyunjoon’s waist because Hyunjoon had put them there—felt like they were holding something impossibly delicate and impossibly dangerous at once.
Taking a deep breath, Suhwan tightened his grip on Hyunjoon's waist, feeling the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of his shirt. He let his hands explore the contours of Hyunjoon's waist and hips, marveling at the way they fit so perfectly in his grasp.
Suhwan let his hands begin to roam, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of Hyunjoon's shirt to caress the smooth, bare skin beneath. He felt Hyunjoon shudder at his touch, a soft gasp escaping his lips.
Emboldened by Hyunjoon's reaction, Suhwan deepened the kiss, his tongue delving into Hyunjoon's mouth to tangle with his own. He explored every corner, every crevice, his hands never stilling in their eager exploration of Hyunjoon's body.
Suhwan's heart raced as he felt Hyunjoon's own hands begin to wander, to map out the curves and planes of his body in return. It was a new sensation, to be touched with such clear desire and intent, and it set Suhwan's nerves alight with anticipation.
Suhwan gasped softly as he felt Hyunjoon's hips start to move, rubbing and pressing against his legs with a growing urgency. The heat radiating from between Hyunjoon's legs was unmistakable, a tangible sign of his arousal and desire. It made Suhwan's heart race and his skin prickle with anticipation.
Emboldened by this clear display of want and need, Suhwan tightened his grip on Hyunjoon's waist, pulling his body flush against his own. He could feel every curve and contour of Hyunjoon's body, the way it fit so perfectly against his own. It set his nerves alight with a hunger he had never known before.
Suhwan's kisses grew more demanding, more insistent, his tongue delving deep into Hyunjoon's mouth to explore and taste every inch of him.
One hand slid up the curve of Hyunjoon's spine, his fingers splaying across the back of his neck, holding him in place as Suhwan plundered his mouth. The other hand gripped the firm muscle of Hyunjoon's hip, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled him even closer.
Suhwan could feel his own body responding to Hyunjoon's touch, to the heat and the need and the unmistakable evidence of his desire. It was a foreign sensation, but one that he craved, that he needed, like a man starved for affection and intimacy.
"Baby..." Hyunjoon said, which softened Suhwan. "Can you touch me?" he asks, with a glint of sparkle in his eyes.
Suhwan's heart skipped a beat at the sound of Hyunjoon's soft, needy voice calling him 'baby'. It sent a shiver down his spine and made his pulse race with a heady mix of excitement and love.
He gazed into Hyunjoon's eyes, seeing the glimmer of desire and anticipation in their depths. The sight made Suhwan's mouth go dry and his palms grow sweaty.
"I... I want to," Suhwan admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
Despite his words, Suhwan's hands began to move of their own accord, sliding from Hyunjoon's waist down the curve of his sides. His fingers trembled slightly as he reached that spot.
Suhwan swallowed hard, his heart hammering in his chest as he looked to Hyunjoon for guidance. He leaned in to press a gentle kiss to the corner of Hyunjoon's mouth, his lips lingering on the smooth skin.
"Just do it like you do with yourself." Hyunjoon says. "I bet you know how to."
Suhwan felt his breath catch in his throat as Hyunjoon guided his hands to the waistband of his underwear. He could feel the heat radiating off Hyunjoon's skin, the dampness of his arousal evident even through the fabric.
With a tentative touch, Suhwan slipped his fingers beneath the elastic, his heart pounding as he felt the slick, hot flesh for the first time. He marveled at the way his fingers glided through the wetness, at how the soft skin seemed to flutter against his touch. Suhwan's mind raced with memories of touching himself, of knowing just how he liked to be touched. He let instinct guide his movements, his fingers beginning to explore and caress the sensitive flesh with a growing confidence.
He circled Hyunjoon's clit with the pad of his thumb, feeling it swell and harden beneath his touch. At the same time, he slipped two fingers inside Hyunjoon's tight, clenching heat, marveling at the way it gripped and squeezed around the digits.
Suhwan leaned in to capture Hyunjoon's lips in a searing kiss, swallowing the sounds of his pleasure as he continued to stroke and tease and please him with his hands. He wanted to make Hyunjoon feel good, wanted to show him just how much he desired him, how much he wanted to be the one to bring him to the heights of ecstasy.
Suhwan gasped softly as he felt Hyunjoon's hips start to move, his own hand being used as a tool for Hyunjoon's pleasure. He watched in awe and growing arousal as Hyunjoon began to stroke himself in time with the movements of Suhwan's fingers.
The sight of Hyunjoon lost in bliss, finding his pleasure in Suhwan's touch, sent a rush of pride and desire surging through Suhwan's veins. He could feel the wetness of Hyunjoon's arousal coating his fingers, could hear the soft, needy sounds spilling from his lips.
Emboldened by Hyunjoon's response, Suhwan increased the speed and pressure of his touches. His fingers pumped in and out of Hyunjoon's tight heat, curling to stroke that sensitive spot deep inside that made Hyunjoon see stars. At the same time, his thumb rubbed firm circles around Hyunjoon's clit, the sensitive nub throbbing against the pad.
Suhwan's own arousal strained against his pants, aching and hard and demanding attention. But he ignored it for now, focusing solely on Hyunjoon's pleasure, determined to be the one to bring him to the peak of ecstasy.
Suhwan shuddered as he felt Hyunjoon trembling and moaning beneath his touch, the vibrations of his pleasure radiating through his body. The sound of his moans, growing louder and more desperate by the second, sent a jolt of pure lust straight to Suhwan's core.
He could feel Hyunjoon's pussy clenching and fluttering around his fingers, growing tighter and wetter with each passing second. The slick heat engulfed his digits, coating them with Hyunjoon's arousal as he continued to pump in and out.
"Mmm, you feel so good," Suhwan murmured against Hyunjoon's lips, his voice rough and low with desire.
He could feel Hyunjoon's climax approaching, his body tensing and stiffening as the pleasure mounted. Suhwan curled his fingers just right, stroking that spot inside that made Hyunjoon see stars, and rubbed his clit with just the right pressure to send him flying over the edge.
Suhwan gasped as Hyunjoon's body went limp, his fingers drenched in the warm, slick evidence of his climax. He slowly withdrew his hand, marveling at the way Hyunjoon's release coated his skin, glistening in the low light.
Before he could react further, Hyunjoon was turning to face him, his eyes dark and filled with a new kind of hunger. Suhwan's heart raced as Hyunjoon grabbed his wrist, bringing his hand up to Suhwan's own face.
"Taste it," Hyunjoon commanded softly, his voice rough and low with satisfaction. "Taste how good I feel."
He hesitated for a moment, a flicker of uncertainty in his gaze, before Hyunjoon's insistent pressure won out.
Parting his lips, Suhwan allowed Hyunjoon to slip his fingers into his mouth, the taste of Hyunjoon's release exploding across his tongue. It was salty and slightly bitter, with an underlying sweetness that made Suhwan's mouth water. He could feel the slick, smooth texture of Hyunjoon's essence coating his tongue and sliding down his throat.
"It's my turn." Hyunjoon says, kissing Suhwan’s neck. "What do you want?"
Suhwan's mind raced with a thousand different thoughts, a thousand different fantasies of all the things he wanted to do with and to Hyunjoon. But one thing stood out above all the rest, a single burning desire that consumed him.
"I want..." Suhwan said, his voice trembling slightly with the force of his need. "I want to feel your mouth on me... Please..."
Suhwan gasped as Hyunjoon pinned him down, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. He watched with bated breath as Hyunjoon's lips trailed lower, his kisses leaving a blazing path of heat across Suhwan's skin.
When Hyunjoon tugged at the waistband of his pants, Suhwan lifted his hips instinctively, allowing him to pull them down and away. Cool air hit Suhwan's newly exposed skin, making it prickle with goosebumps and anticipation.
Suhwan's breath hitched as Hyunjoon settled between his legs, his face now level with Suhwan's wet entrance. He could feel Hyunjoon's breath ghosting over his sensitive flesh, making it twitch and jump with anticipation.
"Do you want me to...?" Hyunjoon asked, his voice a low rumble against Suhwan's inner thigh.
Suhwan could only whimper and nod, too far gone in his desire to feel Hyunjoon's mouth on him. His pussy throbbed and ached, dripping with a need so intense it borderlined on painful. He had never been this wet, this desperate for someone's touch before.
"Yes, please..." Suhwan begged, his voice breaking on the words. "I need your mouth on me, hyung. Please, I can't... I need it so badly."
Suhwan let out a choked moan as he felt Hyunjoon's tongue make contact with his body, the wet heat of his mouth sending shockwaves of pleasure through him. His fingers curled into the sheets beneath him, gripping the fabric tightly as he fought to keep himself grounded.
Suhwan gasped, his head falling back against the pillow as Hyunjoon's tongue began to explore his most intimate places. Each slow, deliberate lick sent sparks of electricity zinging up his spine, making his back arch off the bed.
Suhwan could feel the way his pussy clenched and fluttered around Hyunjoon's invading tongue, the wetness dripping down to coat his chin and jaw. It was almost too much, the sensation of Hyunjoon's mouth on him, his tongue delving deep to taste every inch of his aching flesh.
Suhwan's fingers tangled in Hyunjoon's hair, gripping the strands tightly. The sensation was almost too intense, too overwhelming, and Suhwan found himself teetering on the edge of losing control completely. But even as he trembled and shuddered, Suhwan held fast to Hyunjoon's hair, using it as an anchor in the storm of sensation. He guided Hyunjoon's head, urging him to lick and suck just where he needed it most, chasing the pleasure that built with every pass of Hyunjoon's tongue.
Suhwan could see the pure enjoyment and hunger in Hyunjoon's eyes as he looked up at him, could feel the way his tongue continued to lap and suck at his dripping pussy with unbridled enthusiasm. The sight and sensation sent Suhwan's heart racing, his mind spinning with the knowledge that he was the one bringing Hyunjoon such obvious pleasure. The feeling of Hyunjoon's mouth on him, the love and desire radiating off him in waves, it was all too much for Suhwan to handle. He could feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter in his core, his body drawing up like a bowstring ready to snap.
With a final, strangled cry, Suhwan came, his body clenching and shuddering as a powerful orgasm crashed over him.
"Do you need more?" Hyunjoon said, as he started stripping off his own clothes and Suhwan clothes too. "I think you need more."
Suhwan could only whimper and nod, still lost in the afterglow of his intense orgasm. He could feel the cool air on his bare skin as Hyunjoon stripped them both of their remaining clothes, leaving them naked and pressed together.
Suhwan let out a sharp gasp as Hyunjoon's fingers plunged deep inside him, the sudden stretch and intrusion sending a mix of pleasure and pain coursing through his sensitive body. It was intense, almost too much, but the excitement and desperation to feel more of Hyunjoon overwhelmed any discomfort. His back arching off the bed as he was penetrated by three of Hyunjoon's fingers. He could feel them pumping in and out of his tight heat, spreading him open.
The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure bordering on painful as Hyunjoon's fingers curled and stroked against his sensitive walls. But Suhwan was too far gone, too lost in the haze of lust and desire to care about the slight burn of the stretch.
Suhwan was trembling and gasping as he felt Hyunjoon's fingers pumping faster, the sensation of his own release building rapidly. The slick sounds of Hyunjoon's fingers plunging in and out of his dripping pussy filled the room, mixed with their panting breaths and wanton moans. Suddenly, Hyunjoon was kissing him again, his mouth claiming Suhwan's in a fierce, hungry kiss. At the same time, Suhwan could feel Hyunjoon's wet and hot part against his own, the friction sending sparks of pleasure shooting through him.
he kiss deepened, turning sloppy and messy as their desperation grew. Tongues tangled and teeth clashed, their moans and gasps swallowed up by each other's mouths.
Suhwan lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking. He could feel the weight of Hyunjoon's body pressing down on him, the heat of his skin seeping into his own. It made him feel safe, cherished, loved.
His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath, his heart still racing from the intensity. Suhwan wrapped his arms around Hyunjoon, holding him close, never wanting to let him go.
Suhwan's body felt sated, content, but also somehow changed. Being with Hyunjoon like this, giving himself over completely to the passion and love between them, had awoken something deep inside him. He knew, without a doubt, that he was falling in love with Hyunjoon. Maybe he already had, in some deep, subconscious part of himself. But now, in this moment, it was impossible to deny the truth any longer.
"Stay with me," Suhwan whispered, holding Hyunjoon even tighter. "Please, just stay with me tonight, hyung."
Hyunjoon kissed his face, and looked at him with love, pure love. He smiled and hugged him again.
"Do you want to take a bath baby?"
Suhwan gazed up at Hyunjoon, his heart fluttering at the pure love and affection shining in his eyes. He couldn't help but smile back, a warm, content smile that made his eyes crinkle at the corners.
"A bath sounds perfect," Suhwan murmured, nuzzling into Hyunjoon's neck. "Then maybe we can cuddle in bed and watch a movie or something"
The thought of bathing with Hyunjoon, of being naked and intimate together in a different way, sent a thrill of excitement through Suhwan. And the idea of afterwards, of them snuggling close under the covers, just being together and enjoying each other's company, made his heart swell with happiness.
Hyunjoon smiled softly, his eyes shining with pure love and adoration as he looked down at Suhwan. He leaned in to place a gentle, loving kiss on Suhwan's forehead.
Suhwan took Hyunjoon's hand, allowing himself to be pulled up and led towards the bathroom, his heart swelling with happiness and contentment. He knew that no matter what happened, he would always remember this perfect, magical night. The night he fell in love with Hyunjoon, completely and utterly.