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eight days since hyunjin last saw felix.
stupid hotel arrangements.
stupid schedules.
hyunjin had been restless ever since. picking at the skin around his nails until they stung raw, knee bouncing nonstop beneath tables, checking his phone every few minutes like something might finally appear if he stared hard enough.
still nothing from felix.
every ten minutes he had to force the same thought into his own head.
lix is probably busy. he hasn’t forgotten me.
even chan noticed. and chan noticed everything.
the great leader himself had apparently tried talking to management about changing schedules around so the members could at least see each other for a while. they shut him down immediately.
felix, seungmin, and jeongin had been shoved into another hotel for the upcoming world tour because of some issue involving vip guests or whatever excuse management had given them.
the hotel was nearly an hour away.
management insisted it was “fine” since the group supposedly didn’t need to be together until rehearsals started again in a few days. they even refused to adjust schedules so the boys could meet up because it would “disrupt routine.”
bullshit.
so now hyunjin sat alone on his hotel bed with his laptop balanced across his thighs, trying to type out work he could barely focus on. his head wouldn’t stop running long enough for him to think straight.
what was felix doing right now?
was he okay?
were fans bothering him again?
if something happened, felix would tell him, right?
were the managers treating him properly?
a knock interrupted his spiraling thoughts.
the door opened before hyunjin could answer.
chan leaned against the frame. “you busy or?”
hyunjin snapped his laptop shut a little too fast. “nope. come in.”
chan stepped inside, closing the door quietly behind him.
“you okay?” he asked.
hyunjin nodded too quickly, already shifting to make room for him on the bed. “yeah. why?”
chan shrugged, eyes flickering down to where hyunjin was tearing at his nails again. “don’t know. you’ve just seemed more tense lately.”
hyunjin let out a tired sigh. “it’s nothing. schedules are just exhausting lately.”
chan hummed. then, after a moment, “only three more days till the boys come back. till felix comes back.”
the reminder only made hyunjin dig harder at the skin around his thumb.
three more days.
as if a whole week apart hadn’t already been bad enough.
“i know,” he muttered quietly.
chan watched him for a second before sitting down properly at the edge of the bed. he hesitated like he was debating whether to say what was on his mind. eventually, he exhaled.
“you know… if it’s stressing you out this much, fuck everyone and just go see him.”
hyunjin looked up immediately. “what?”
“take a taxi or something,” chan said with another shrug. “staff’s off tomorrow morning anyway. if you leave tonight and come back early, nobody’ll notice.” then he paused before adding, “and if they do… who cares?”
another pause.
“still, try not to get caught.”
hyunjin just stared at him for a moment, trying to process what he’d heard.
“you’re seriously telling me to break routine?”
chan snorted softly. “well, the distance is already messing with your head, isn’t it? better to fuck the routine than let it fuck you up instead.”
hyunjin didn’t even know what expression he was making anymore. his brows stayed furrowed, but a disbelieving smile was slowly pulling at his mouth.
“you’re not messing with me?” he asked carefully.
chan rolled his eyes, standing back up again.
“yah. just get the hell out before you miss your chance.”
* an hour later or something later. 10:51 p.m. *
felix was sprawled across jeongin’s bed, half watching the romance drama playing on the tv while jeongin and seungmin sat completely invested beside him.
their room was bigger since the two of them were sharing, and jeongin had dragged felix over out of pity after noticing how miserable he’d been sitting alone all evening.
but felix could barely focus on the screen.
his thoughts kept drifting between the upcoming performance, the awful management situation, and hyunjin. mostly hyunjin.
every now and then, he’d unlock his phone just to check it again. no new messages.
hyunjin was probably busy. probably practicing, working out, buried in schedules, or passed out from exhaustion for once.
three more days until the stupid hotel arrangement got fixed.
felix sighed quietly, thumb hovering over their chat before locking the screen again.
eight hours since their last interaction.
hyunjin had only reacted to a reel felix sent in the group chat. that was it.
then suddenly
a knock at the hotel door.
all three of them glanced over.
“finally,” jeongin groaned, dragging himself off the bed. “the food’s here.”
he fixed his hair quickly as he walked toward the door while seungmin’s attention stayed glued to the drama.
felix looked back at the tv too, only half listening, until he heard a voice that definitely did not belong to room service.
his head snapped toward the entrance immediately.
hyunjin stood in the doorway.
before felix could even properly process it, jeongin was already staring at him in confusion while being pulled into a quick hug.
“hyung??” jeongin blinked rapidly. “how did you—? why did you—? i thought you—?”
“hyunjin?” seungmin finally looked up too, equally confused.
felix just froze.
for a second he genuinely thought he was imagining things from missing him too much.
then hyunjin’s eyes met his.
real.
“chan hyung said it was fine,” hyunjin explained casually as he stepped inside. “staff won’t find out.”
felix was already off the bed and moving before he could think about it, disbelief still written all over his face despite the subtle confused frown and smile spreading across it.
“what the hell are you doing here?” he laughed breathlessly. “what if you get caught?”
the second felix got close enough, hyunjin grabbed him without hesitation, pulling him into a tight hug like he’d been holding himself back all week.
his shoulders finally relaxed for the first time in days.
“fuck them,” hyunjin muttered against felix’s neck, arms tightening around his waist.
felix let out a quiet laugh, hugging him back just as tightly.
“seriously though,” he mumbled into hyunjin’s collar, “how did you even get here?”
“took a cab.”
hyunjin’s voice came out softer this time, almost distracted, like he was too busy breathing felix in to care about anything else.
“aw,” jeongin cut in dryly from beside the door, “if you two are done smelling each other, can i close this before someone catches you?”
“right, right,” felix muttered, stepping further inside with hyunjin close behind him.
hyunjin glanced around the room, taking it in properly now that the initial excitement had settled a little. the hotel was noticeably nicer than the one his group had been shoved into. warmer lighting, bigger space, less depressing furniture.
“all three of you are sharing one room?” he asked, eyebrows lifting slightly.
felix shook his head immediately. “no no. my room’s next door. i just came over because jeongin was ordering pizza.”
“yeah and that pizza was supposed to get here almost an hour ago,” jeongin complained dramatically, throwing himself back onto the bed.
almost on cue, the doorbell rang.
a muffled voice sounded from outside. “delivery for kim and yang.”
jeongin let out the loudest groan yet before dragging himself upright again. “finally.”
he shuffled toward the door while seungmin snorted under his breath.
hyunjin’s attention drifted toward the television instead, where two actors were currently sobbing through an intense breakup scene in the pouring rain while emotional music blasted through the speakers.
“what are you guys even watching?” he asked.
felix glanced over lazily. “don’t know. it was the only channel with korean subtitles.” he shrugged. “wasn’t really paying attention anyway.”
hyunjin hummed softly, eyes flickering back to felix again almost immediately.
“then…” his voice dropped quieter, more careful somehow. “we can go to your room?”
* back in felix’s room. *
the room was smaller than jeongin and seungmin’s, though only because theirs had been upgraded into one of the larger shared suites. still, felix’s room was easily nicer than the hotel hyunjin had been stuck in all week.
queen sized bed. softer lighting. cleaner furniture. an actual decent view outside the window instead of cracked apartment buildings and dull alleyways.
hyunjin sat at the edge of the bed, shrugging off his jacket while felix crossed the room to turn the heater on.
“seriously,” hyunjin muttered, glancing toward the floor-to-ceiling window again, “how do you guys get the better hotel?”
felix laughed quietly as he pulled the curtains shut over the glowing city below.
“guess we got ‘lucky’.”
“lucky my ass,” hyunjin grumbled. “our view looks like a crime documentary.”
that finally earned a proper laugh out of felix.
when he turned back around, hyunjin was already watching him.
felix walked over slowly until he stood between hyunjin’s knees. instinctively, hyunjin’s hands settled against his waist, fingertips curling into the fabric of his hoodie like he needed to make sure felix was actually there.
felix reached up, gently cupping his face.
“you seriously came all the way here this late just to see me?” he asked softly.
hyunjin looked up at him with an expression so open and exhausted it made felix’s chest ache a little.
“of course i did.”
his hands tightened slightly around felix’s waist before his voice dropped quieter.
“you don’t know how much i need you.”
before felix could answer, hyunjin leaned forward, resting his forehead against felix’s stomach, almost hiding there.
felix’s expression softened immediately.
his fingers slipped through hyunjin’s dark hair, brushing the strands back gently. “i missed you like shit too,” he murmured.
when hyunjin finally looked back up, felix noticed it instantly–the faint swelling beneath his eyes, the way his lips trembled for only a second before he tried hiding it again.
something in felix’s chest tightened painfully.
“i love you, felix,” hyunjin said quietly. his voice sounded rough around the edges, barely steady.
felix melted right there.
without thinking, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss against hyunjin’s lips, brief and warm and full of everything neither of them had the time to say properly all week.
“i love you like shit too,” felix whispered against his mouth, smiling faintly.
and that was almost enough to make something in hyunjin finally snap.
he kissed felix again immediately, harder this time. he’d been starving for it all week and couldn’t stand the distance anymore. his hands slipped beneath felix’s hoodie without hesitation, cold fingertips dragging against the warm skin of his back.
felix gasped softly into the kiss.
the sound alone nearly ruined hyunjin.
their mouths stayed messy and open against each other, breaths uneven, kisses growing wetter the longer they lasted. felix shifted closer between hyunjin’s legs, and his knee accidentally brushed against hyunjin’s crotch.
hyunjin inhaled sharply.
the pressure was enough to make arousal flame throughout his body.
felix felt it too. he kissed him deeper, slower now, leaning forward until hyunjin lost balance completely and fell back against the mattress with a quiet grunt. felix followed automatically, settling over him while their mouths kept moving together, tongues brushing clumsily in the type of kiss that came from missing someone too much.
felix’s knee pressed against him again, more deliberate this time.
hyunjin’s back nearly arched off the bed.
“fuck—-lix…” he panted weakly against felix’s mouth, fingers gripping tighter at his waist. “please…”
felix pulled back just enough to look at him, lips flushed pink and wet from kissing.
“please what?” he asked softly, though the faint curve of his mouth made it obvious he already knew.
then felix rolled his knee against him again.
hyunjin let out a broken sound.
“please,” he managed breathlessly, eyes squeezing shut for a second. “suck me off first,”
felix smirked at that, fond and a little mean.
“needy.”
he leaned down again, kissing along hyunjin’s jaw this time instead of his mouth. softer at first. slower. his lips trailed down the side of hyunjin’s neck while his hands slipped beneath the oversized shirt, palms flattening against warm skin as he explored him carefully, like he wanted to relearn every inch after being apart for too long.
hyunjin tilted his head back instantly, already trembling under him.
felix finally slipped down onto his knees between hyunjin’s legs, fingers brushing lightly over his thighs before he leaned in to press a slow kiss against his lower stomach.
hyunjin’s breath caught instantly.
he almost covered his face out of pure embarrassment, heat rushing up his neck at the sight in front of him, but he couldn’t look away either. instead, he forced himself up onto his elbows, watching as felix calmly unbuttoned his jeans.
the sound of the zipper felt painfully loud in the quiet room.
felix tugged his pants and boxers down just enough, and hyunjin’s cock sprang free immediately, already hard enough to twitch against his stomach.
“god,” felix muttered under his breath.
then his hand wrapped around him.
hyunjin hissed sharply, hips jerking upward before he could stop himself.
felix snorted softly at the reaction, thumb brushing over the flushed tip. “how the hell are you this hard already?”
hyunjin looked absolutely wrecked already, chest rising too fast, lips parted around uneven breaths.
“lix, baby,” he whispered desperately. “please don’t tease me right now,”
the tone alone nearly made felix cave immediately.
instead of answering, he leaned forward and let the tip of his tongue drag slowly over the swollen head.
hyunjin twitched hard. “fuck—”
felix finally took the tip into his mouth, sucking gently, and that alone was enough to make hyunjin fall apart. a broken whine escaped him as his head tipped back, fingers tightening in the sheets beneath him.
“please,” he breathed shakily, already reaching down to thread a hand into felix’s hair. “the full thing, lix. please.”
felix glanced up at him through his lashes.
hyunjin looked devastating like this. flushed cheeks, messy hair, chest heaving while precum already leaked down felix’s fingers just from seeing him on his knees.
that expression alone nearly ruined felix too.
without another warning, he pulled back for a second,
just long enough for hyunjin to let out a frustrated sound,
before taking him deeper in one smooth motion.
“fuck—ah, gosh, lix—”
hyunjin’s entire body tensed instantly.
his toes curled hard as the warmth of felix’s mouth surrounded him completely, wet tongue sliding along the underside while the tip pressed against the back of felix’s throat.
hyunjin’s hips jerked forward before he could stop them.
felix gagged softly around him, coughing as he pulled back too fast, breath catching while he wiped at the corner of his mouth.
hyunjin immediately sat up straighter in panic.
“shit---fuck–i’m sorry–” he blurted out. “was that too much—are you okay-?”
felix coughed once more before waving him off quickly.
“no no,” he said between breaths, voice a bit rougher now. “it’s fine. i just haven’t sucked dick in like a month, so maybe go a little easier on me first.”
hyunjin barely had time to respond before felix leaned back in again.
his tongue dragged slowly along hyunjin’s length once, wet and warm, before he took the tip back into his mouth with a harder suck this time.
hyunjin’s breath snapped sharply in his throat.
his fists tightened helplessly in the sheets beneath him as his head fell back for a second.
“fuck–”
felix looked dangerously pretty like this. lips dripping saliva, hair slightly messy from hyunjin’s hands, eyes half lidded while he worked his mouth around him.
hyunjin honestly thought he might lose his mind.
“i haven’t had my dick sucked in a month either,” he muttered weakly, voice strained already. “so maybe go easier on me too.”
felix only hummed around him in response. the vibration made hyunjin jolt.
felix started taking more of him again, slow at first, bobbing his head while his hand stayed wrapped around the base. his other hand braced against hyunjin’s thigh, fingers tightening slightly whenever hyunjin twitched beneath him.
then he started moving faster. sucking harder.
every now and then, felix glanced up at him through his lashes, and the sight nearly destroyed hyunjin completely.
he had to physically stop himself from grabbing felix’s hair and face fucking him hard.
“god, lix—” hyunjin’s voice cracked badly. “i’m gonna cum.”
his fists were clenched so tightly in the sheets now his knuckles hurt.
felix immediately pulled off him with a soft pop.
hyunjin let out the most pathetic sound at the loss.
“don’t cum yet,” felix murmured, breath slightly uneven as his hand replaced his mouth, stroking him slowly instead.
hyunjin whimpered quietly, cock throbbing painfully in felix’s grip while his hips twitched for more anyway.
“then when am i allowed to cum?” hyunjin whined softly, voice too wrecked.
felix smirked, still stroking him slow enough to be cruel. “when you’re inside me,” he answered casually.
another bead of precum leaked from hyunjins tip immediately, and felix laughed quietly under his breath at the reaction.
“you’re so cruel,” hyunjin complained, throwing his head back. “seriously, lix, you’re killing me. almost making me regret coming over—”
felix raised an eyebrow.
hyunjin’s eyes widened instantly.
“no wait i take that back,” he corrected quickly. “immediately take it back.”
felix rolled his eyes softly before climbing up over him again.
his hands slipped beneath hyunjin’s shirt, peeling it off him properly this time before removing his own layers, tossing them somewhere onto the floor beside the bed. hyunjin barely even cared where it landed. he was too distracted watching felix sit back on his knees afterward, hair messy, lips glistening with precum and saliva.
felix leaned over toward the nightstand, tugging open the drawer.
hyunjin watched him pull out a bottle of lube and a box of condoms.
his brows furrowed immediately.
“did the room come with that?”
felix glanced back at him like he’d just asked the stupidest question imaginable.
“no, hyun. i predicted you’d show up tonight desperate to fuck me because i’m psychic,” he deadpanned. “of course the room came with it.”
hyunjin laughed breathlessly.
then, without much warning, he grabbed felix by the wrist and suddenly flipped their positions.
felix landed back against the mattress with a surprised noise while hyunjin settled over him, pinning him down between his arms.
“hm,” hyunjin tilted his head slightly, pretending to think. “personally, i’d rather believe you knew you were getting fucked tonight.”
and before felix could even think of a response, hyunjin was already tugging his sweatpants down his legs, fingertips brushing over the growing hardness beneath the fabric on the way.
felix’s breath hitched instantly.
“hyun—”
the protest came out weak, cut off again when hyunjin shoved his own pants down just as quickly, kicking them somewhere across the room without bothering to look. within seconds, both of them were stripped bare beneath the dim hotel lighting.
hyunjin’s eyes dragged slowly over him. the attention alone made heat crawl up felix’s neck.
“you gonna get on your knees yourself,” hyunjin asked lightly, reaching over to grab the lube and condoms from where felix left them, “or do i have to help you?”
felix’s face burned red immediately. his thighs pressed together on instinct. “you make it sound so embarrassing,” he muttered under his breath.
hyunjin only smiled at that. fond. mean.
then, before felix could react properly, hyunjin grabbed him by the waist and easily rolled him over onto his stomach.
“hyun—!”
felix barely had time to brace himself before hyunjin pushed his knees apart and lifted his hips slightly.
then he felt it.
a long slick finger pressing inside him without warning.
“oh–fuck—”
felix jolted hard against the mattress, arms nearly giving out beneath him as the sudden stretch made his entire body tense.
behind him, hyunjin exhaled softly.
“good?”
his voice had dropped lower now, rough around the edges as he slowly worked the finger deeper into felix’s warmth. lube coated his hand, wet sounds filling the quiet room while he watched the way felix immediately buried his face into the nearest pillow.
his legs kicked weakly against the sheets.
“ngh—hyu–--hyunjin-” felix’s words broke apart into breathless noises instead. “that was t-too fast–”
hyunjin ignored the complaint completely.
instead, he pushed in a second finger beside the first, stretching him wider while his other hand settled firmly against felix’s lower back to keep him still.
felix made the prettiest sound hyunjin had heard all week.
“fuck,” hyunjin muttered quietly, almost to himself. “you’re this tight just from my fingers?”
the smugness in his voice made felix want to hide his face even deeper into the pillow.
hyunjin leaned over him more fully, chest pressed against felix’s back while his fingers curled slowly inside him, feeling every desperate clench around them.
then his fingertips brushed against that spot.
felix’s entire body jerked.
“shit—! hyun—fucking hell—!”
his head snapped up from the pillow immediately, cheeks burning red while his hands twisted helplessly in the sheets.
“you’re doing it too much—”
hyunjin just laughed softly against the side of his neck before pressing him back down into the mattress again.
“yeah?” he murmured.
his fingers curled deeper.
felix nearly choked on the sound that tore out of him.
“is that good?” hyunjin asked quietly.
the only answer he got was felix clutching the pillow tighter and trembling underneath him.
after felix finally started loosening around his fingers, hyunjin slowly pulled them out.
the sudden emptiness made felix let out a weak whine into the pillow, hips twitching backward like he was already chasing the feeling again.
“hyun–” before he could say anything else, something heavier pressed against him.
felix glanced back over his shoulder just enough to see hyunjin guiding himself against him, flushed and hard, one hand wrapped around his cock as he lined himself up carefully.
then he started pushing in.
“fuck—” felix’s fingers scrambled backward on instinct, grabbing at hyunjin’s thighs while his back still arched against the mattress.
“please—-go slow hyun–”
the plea came out breathless, muffled by the pillow beneath his face.
behind him, hyunjin let out a soft laugh, almost affectionate.
he caught felix’s wrist gently before leaning down to press a quick kiss against the inside of his palm.
“course i will,” he murmured.
the tone alone made it obvious he absolutely would not.
still, for the first few seconds, hyunjin did move slowly.
inch by inch, he pushed deeper into felix’s warmth, jaw tightening every time felix clenched around him. felix couldn’t stop the sounds spilling out of him—small broken moans, uneven gasps, every breath hitching harder the more hyunjin filled him.
“fuck…” hyunjin hissed quietly under his breath. “lix…”
felix was impossibly tight.
his fingers curled helplessly in the sheets while his body trembled around every inch being pressed into him. the stretch burned, overwhelming in the best and worst way at once, enough to make tears sting at the corners of his eyes before he even realised it.
hyunjin finally bottomed out with a low groan, forehead falling briefly between felix’s shoulders as he forced himself to stay still.
both of them stayed like that for a moment, breathing hard.
felix could feel every inch of him. too much. not enough.
“hyunjin,” felix whispered weakly, voice shaking.
hyunjin kissed the back of his shoulder once, almost sweetly.
then he pulled out.
felix barely had half a second to process the emptiness before hyunjin slammed back into him hard enough to shove him forward across the sheets.
a loud cry tore out of felix immediately.
hyunjin grabbed his waist tighter, dragging him back against every thrust as he pulled out again, leaving only the tip inside before snapping his hips forward hard once more.
the headboard knocked softly against the wall.
felix’s entire body jolted with every movement, back arching helplessly while his thoughts dissolved into nothing but broken sounds and pleasure drunk gasps. he couldn’t even form words anymore, only muffled cries into the pillow every time hyunjin hit deep enough to make his vision blur.
hyunjin sounded just as wrecked behind him.
“you’re so fucking tight,” he muttered between breaths, voice rough and strained. “shit, baby—”
felix’s hands gripped desperately at hyunjin’s thighs, fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks without even realising it. he didn’t know if he wanted hyunjin closer or slower anymore.
all he knew was that every thrust was knocking the air from his lungs. and hyunjin just kept going.
the room dissolved into noise.
wet skin slapping skin. the mattress creaking violently beneath them. felix’s broken cries muffled into the pillow while hyunjin’s rough grunts filled the air behind him.
hyunjin’s pace only grew harsher.
every thrust shoved felix farther up the bed, the headboard knocking rhythmically against the wall, but felix’s breathless ah-ah-ah’s drowned it out easily. his legs trembled helplessly beneath him, feet quivering against the sheets while his toes curled hard enough to ache. sweat clung to every inch of his skin now, making everything slick and overheated.
his cock throbbed untouched beneath him, leaking steadily against the sheets.
at one point, hyunjin slowed just enough to watch. to really watch.
his hands tightened around felix’s hips as he pulled out slowly, eyes fixed on the way felix’s body immediately tried to suck him back in again, warm and desperate and clenching around every inch.
“fuck,” hyunjin whispered under his breath, almost sounding stunned by it.
then, quieter,
“every part of you needs me.”
the smugness in his voice should’ve embarrassed felix but he was too far gone to care anymore.
a shaky hand slipped beneath him, desperately reaching for his own cock, trying to stroke himself through the overwhelming pleasure flooding his body, but every deep thrust from hyunjin made his arm give out again before he could manage more than a few weak movements. honestly he probably would’ve come untouched anyway. he was already so close.
“hyu---unjin–ahngh–” felix choked out, voice barely steady. “I’m close–--”
the words had barely left him before hyunjin suddenly grabbed him and rolled him onto his back. felix let out a startled sound as the room spun.
“i wanna see your face,” hyunjin breathed.
and then he did. for a second, hyunjin genuinely forgot how to move.
felix looked completely destroyed beneath him. eyes glossy with tears, lips swollen red from kissing, saliva shining along his chin while his chest rose in sharp uneven breaths. his hair stuck messily to his forehead, ears flushed pink, expression wrecked beyond saving.
beautiful.
so fucking beautiful hyunjin almost came from the sight alone.
a frustrated thought flashed through his head briefly; he’d thrown his jeans somewhere across the room earlier. otherwise he would’ve grabbed his phone immediately just to keep this image forever.
instead, all he could do was stare.
“felix…” hyunjin said weakly, almost in disbelief.
his hand slid up to cradle felix’s jaw carefully.
“you’re so beautiful.”
felix barely seemed to process the words. he only whimpered softly in response, eyes fluttering shut for a second as another tremor ran through him.
that sound alone snapped whatever self control hyunjin had left.
he thrust into him again immediately.
felix cried out beneath him, back arching hard off the mattress as hyunjin drove deeper this time, rougher, unable to hold himself back anymore now that he could see every expression on felix’s face.
his grip tightened bruisingly at felix’s waist.
watching him unravel like this only pushed hyunjin closer to the edge.
“shit---baby–I’m gonna cum—” hyunjin panted, rhythm turning uneven now despite how hard he kept thrusting into him.
felix could barely answer anymore. “hyun--ngh---shit–-I’m—”
then it hit.
felix came first with a broken cry, body jerking hard beneath him as pleasure crashed through him all at once. the sudden tight clench around hyunjin nearly wrecked him instantly.
“fuck–--felix—!”
hyunjin snapped completely.
he leaned down desperately, crashing their mouths together in a wet, messy kiss while he kept thrusting through it, chasing the overwhelming rush tearing through his body. felix’s hands grabbed weakly at his shoulders as hyunjin buried himself as deep as he could inside him, finally spilling over with a low groan against felix’s lips.
their bodies twitched together through the aftershocks.
hyunjin’s forehead dropped against felix’s collarbone, arms wrapping tightly around him while both of them struggled to catch their breath in the wreckage of tangled sheets and overheated skin.
* the morning after. *
“hyunjin seems to be in a suspiciously good mood today, don’t you think?” changbin asked, glancing over at chan. “and earlier i could’ve sworn i saw him wearing felix’s louis vuitton jumper.”
chan gave a long, tired sigh, rubbing a hand down his face. “changbin, when i was six, i also could’ve sworn the tooth fairy was fake.”
changbin blinked, brows furrowing. “but the tooth fairy is fake?”
a beat of silence passed.
then his expression slowly changed.
“...oh.”