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“You’re annoying.”
That’s the same phrase Hyunjin had been muttering all day. It wasn’t out of malice, or genuine annoyance, not with the big smile that had been plastered on his face every time the words slipped from his mouth.
Changbin had been clingy, he can admit it. He always does on the days where they’re filming on end, no breaks between for the two of them to settle into their simple routines and take off their idol masks, and just breathe. This was a particularly hard situation, a few days in Busan with no breaks from the camera, only shutting off when the members were curled up and asleep.
That meant there was no time to yank Hyunjin close and kiss his face off, leave him breathless with just a passionate press of his lips, and hold him until the man had no choice but to push him off. All that was left to simmer the yearning feeling in Changbin’s stomach was his insistent flirting, little comments and smiles, touchy hands to grab and touch at his boyfriend with enough playfulness to be brushed off as joking.
And despite the faux look of annoyance riddled on his boyfriend’s face, Hyunjin loved it just as much. He loved shoving the man’s hands away when they got too close, scowling at him and scoffing. He loved rolling his eyes whenever a flirtatious comment brought him to the brink of blushing. It made it all the more exciting when Hyunjin would push himself away from him, fully putting on an act of rejection before sending a wink his way.
Because as soon as the staff called for a break, allowing them a moment to breathe between shots, the eight of them crawled into a car together to travel to the next location, it ended the same.
Changbin didn’t miss the look Chan shot at them before crawling inside the car, shaking his head with a small dimpled smile and facing forward. They earned a much less enthusiastic look from the maknae, Jeongin’s frown exaggerated and dramatic as he settled into his own seat.
“I missed you.” Changbin groaned, pulling Hyunjin close and lingering against his lips, “I really, really missed you.”
“I was right there the whole time.” Hyunjin teased, pulling back just enough to leave Changbin’s lips barely brushing against his, “How can you miss me when you couldn’t leave me alone?”
“It’s not the same and you know it,” The subtle whine in his voice had Chan glancing back, eyebrow raising with a slight warning. There are other people in this car, his eyes spilled, behave yourself.
Hyunjin must’ve caught it, snickering to himself as he fully let himself melt into his boyfriend’s arms, letting his seatbelt fall off his body as he laid his upper half on Changbin’s lap. Long arms snaked themselves around Changbin’s shoulders, pulling his body down into a sweet kiss.
Their lips molded together like they always did, melting together like two halves of a puzzle, Changbin unable to hold back the small sigh of relief bubbling in his throat. He hadn’t properly kissed the man in hours, not since their little makeout session against their front door— that was rudely interrupted by their phones being blown up, if he could add.
There was a slight grunt of disapproval from the seats in front of them, but there wasn’t a care in the world that the couple could spare, eyes fluttering closed as they soaked in the feeling. Changbin’s hands laid gently on Hyunjin’s stomach, fingers feeling and pressing against his covered skin, reeling at the feeling of his perfectly sculpted body that was being hidden by too many layers of clothes.
Hyunjin laughed against his lips, surely catching up to the trail of thoughts running through his boyfriend’s head, tugging at his hair and forcing some space between the two of them. That coy smirk twitched into something bright and joyful as Hyunjin’s eyes landed on the huge pout Changbin adorned, bottom lip tutting out to mock it.
Changbin looked down at him with a spark in his eyes, pupils dilating at the sight of his entire world sprawled out in front of him. With the way Hyunjin’s hair laid flat against his legs, eyes scrunched with how hard he was smiling— he could’ve sworn he had died and gone to heaven.
“You two are gross,” Jeongin commented from the row in front of them, throwing a displeased glance back, “For the sake of everyone in the house, I hope you’re separated.”
Changbin’s mouth dropped dramatically with that one, an offended look on his face as he scoffed, hands rushing to cover his boyfriend’s ears.
“Don’t listen to them,” Changbin practically hissed, “Your beautiful ears shouldn’t have to hear a word of his blasphemy..”
Hyunjin’s eyebrows curved together in thought, head tilting to the side with a gentle kiss against the hand next to him, “Can ears be beautiful?”
“If they’re yours, yeah.”
“Enoughhhh!” Jeongin groaned, head falling back onto the headrest, “Hyung, you have to stop them..”
“Young love.” Chan cooed, “You can’t get between it.”
“Just kill me now..”
“Besides,” Changbin scoffed, hand freeing itself from shielding Hyunjin’s poor ears, entangling themselves in the brown strands, “The universe would never separate us like that. Right, Hyune?”
“Right, baby..”
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“The universe separated us.” Changbin whined into the nape of his boyfriend’s neck.
“It’s for one night.” Hyunjin tried to contain his laughter as he gently patted the back of Changbin’s head, pressing a gentle kiss atop of it, “We’ll be just fine.”
“I don’t wanna sleep with Jisung-ah..”
“Why not? I heard he’s quite the cuddler.”
“He seems like the type to kick while he sleeps.” Changbin dramatically wailed.
“I don’t!” Jisung scoffed from his corner of the table, scooping up some more food into his mouth before sending a glare, “I don’t.”
“He does.” Minho confirmed with a nod.
“Yah!”
Hyunjin watched in enjoyment as Jisung practically lunged across the table to try and swing at Minho, cracking up when the mission quickly backfired when Minho reached out to flick him with his chopsticks. He took a small glance at the staff, who were surely holding in their sighs over how much footage they were expected to cut out at this point, quietly taking his seat.
Changbin kept his eyes on his boyfriends, trying to avoid looking too much like a sad puppy, but he couldn’t help the way he naturally widened with sadness when caught a glimpse of Hyunjin. There was something disgustingly adorable about how Hyunjin looked in their matching pajamas, hair laying perfectly on his head, a smile so wide on his face that his dimples poked out.
There are many things that Changbin loves about his boyfriend— things that drove him crazy, made him feel like an animal gone feral. There were things that he found equally endearing and stupidly hot. And there was no way he could lie to himself about the fact that Hyunjin proudly parading in stupid tomato pajamas was doing it for him.
Granted, Hyunjin could wear the most questionable outfit in the world and Changbin would still worship the ground he walked on. It was something Hyunjin admired, basking in the compliments and attention, soaking every little thing Changbin offered him. But it also made things so much more difficult, the man’s hands itching to reach out to touch and grab, claim.
Hyunjin’s eyes flickered towards him, eyebrow raising as if he could read every little thought in his brain. He probably could, Changbin thinks, watching the way his boyfriend’s lips curled into a proud smile. With a small wink, and a kiss blown in his direction, Hyunjin turned away. Not without letting the oversized top slip off his shoulder just slightly, letting it linger there before quickly fixing it.
Changbin held back his groan, shoveling a piece of meat into his mouth before he made a fool of himself. There was something so stupidly joyful about this point in their relationship, where even the silliest things could turn them crazy. And god, was Hyunjin driving him crazy.
Getting through dinner wasn’t the hard part, managing to engulf himself in conversation and playing things up for the camera. He allowed himself the occasional glance at Hyunjin, a few flirtatious comments that wouldn’t get cut, and a good look at his ass when Hyunjin stood up to grab something.
It was the game.
The stupid game.
The game that had Changbin watching as Hyunjin tried to navigate the room with a blindfold on. The game that had him cackling out loud without a care in the world. The game that got so chaotic, there was a moment when Hyunjin's plants flew down, and Changbin could’ve sworn he had forgotten how to breathe.
It wasn’t anything he hasn’t seen before, hell, it wasn’t even lewd. Just a quick flash of Hyunjin’s underwear, his laughter loud as he tried to grip onto the material before it fully fell to the floor, and the little panicked comments as he tried to warn Minho about the exposure.
Changbin felt hot.
“Hey,” Hyunjin huffed, sweat dotting the top of his hairline, blindfold still hanging loosely on his neck, “You have a staring problem, Seo Changbin.”
“Seo Changbin? So informal, Hyunjin-ah..”
Hyunjin glanced around at the staff cleaning up, pulling out the stupid costumes and over at the boys huddled together giggling. It was then that his hands gently splayed themselves on Changbin’s chest, a small pout on his lips as he inched closer.
“Sorry, hyung.”
Changbin was definitely hot.
The feeling went away as fast as it came, Hyunjin winking at him before trailing away, not looking back as he was whisked away into a separate room. The time that was passing was painfully slow, Changbin trying to breeze through filming with enough energy to pass until the next moment he could throw himself against Hyunjin.
“You’re annoying.” Hyunjin muttered and repeated, trying to push and shove Changbin away from him, the older man easily forcing himself onto the sofa between him and Jisung, “Seriously, Binnie!”
“I am.” Changbin hummed, shooting Jisung a cheesy smile before nuzzling himself into the crook of his boyfriend’s neck, “I am so annoying when it comes to you.”
“You are.” Jisung huffed, attempting to shove at Changbin as well, letting out a choked grunt when a jab was sent against his stomach, “Hey! No hitting!”
“No shoving.” Changbin shot back, sending Jisung a playful scowl before shoving his face back into his boyfriend’s neck, "That's rude.”
“You’re so annoying.”
“You already said that.” Changbin mumbled, tone borderline melodic as he pressed a sweet kiss against his neck, “I can’t wait to sleep. Can’t wait to just curl up with you, and kiss you, and—”
“Hyung.” Jisung snickered, melting into the corner of the couch, “Are you forgetting something?”
“No.”
“You are.”
“Am not.”
Hyunjin’s eyes flickered between the two men as the conversation went on, keeping his mouth shut until Changbin finally came to realize. He could hardly contain his laughter when Changbin’s mouth dropped open, a loud whine escaping it before it shut into a big pout.
“Baby,” Hyunjin cooed, hands reaching out to pinch and pull at his cheeks, “It’s for one night, we can do that, right?”
“No. No we can’t.”
Changbin purposely ignored the loud gag from Jisung in the background.
“We can,” Hyunjin nodded, leaving a gentle kiss on his forehead, “Hey, at least you’re not stuck between those three.”
Hyunjin’s head motioned towards the other corner of the room, where Seungmin and Chan were already throwing a fit over who would share a bed with Jeongin. It was no use, knowing Channie would be crowned victor in the end.
“No, I’m just stuck with that.”
“Hyung!” Jisung huffed, “You can’t be mean to me because you wanna sleep with your boyfriend!”
“Well you can just come sleep with us, Hyune.. Right?”
“No.” Jisung scoffed before Hyunjin could respond, “No. I will not be sleeping in the same room as the two of you, I refuse.”
“Come on!” Changbin whipped his head around, “Go sleep with Minho and Felix then. I’m sure you’re more than heartbroken that you’re separated from your lover, huh?”
“Nope.” Minho glanced up from his phone, “Like you said, he kicks. And I will appreciate a night away from his foot in my back.”
Jisung had to take a moment to recover from the attacks.
“Yeah, now he’s definitely not sleeping in the room with us.” Jisung pouted, sending them a quick scowl before walking off to sulk atop of Minho’s lap.
“It’ll be fine.” Hyunjin hummed, letting his hands pat his face with a soft smile, “Come on, say we’ll be fine.”
Changbin refused to answer for just a moment, eyes darting away before slowly giving in, especially with the way Hyunjin’s dark eyes softened when they met once again.
“We’ll be fine..”
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Changbin 00:02
This isn’t fine, by the way.
Hyunjin 00:03
It is, it totally is.
Changbin 00:03
Am I not allowed to miss you?
):
Is that a crime?
Hyunjin 00:03
You have the right to remain silent
Changbin 00:04
(:
Anything I say can and will be held against me?
Hyunjin 00:05
I guess
Changbin 00:05
HYUNJIN
HYUNJIN
HYUNJIN
HYUNJIN
HWANG HYUNJIN
Hyunjin held in a laugh, hand covering his mouth as his body rolled onto his stomach. Small giggles shook his shoulder as his face nuzzled into his pillow, only freezing when he felt the body next to him shift.
“Sorry..” Hyunjin mumbled, snickering to himself when he felt Seungmin nudge his back, “Oh, Minniee..”
“Stop texting your boyfriend.”
“Who says I’m texting my boyfriend?”
“The fact that you’re giggling like a child.”
“Hey–”
“And your screen is bright enough to light up this entire room, have you been hanging around Jisung?”
Hyunjin scoffed, moving his hand back to smack at Seungmin before attempting to get back into his spot. He felt the vibration of his phone under his pillow a couple more times, eyes squeezing closed with every bit of restraint to ignore them and get to bed.
There was another vibration, this time next to him, Seungmin shuffling beside him to find his phone in the dark. Hyunjin’s eyes stayed closed, only one opening when he heard a frustrated sigh before the vibrations stopped.
“Changbin.. No I’m not going to use honorifics right now because you’re.. You… What?”
Another loud sigh. This one much more frustrated. Hyunjin could feel the burn of Seungmin’s eyes lasering themselves into the back of his head, lips tugging tight as he held in a loud snicker. The bed got lighter, the soft sound of padding against the floor getting farther until the man slipped out of the room without another sound.
Hyunjin could hardly contain his smile, bottom lip stuck behind his teeth as he heard the door slowly creak open once again. He was thankful for the heavy sleepers next to him, their breathing still slow and steady as Changbin slowly made his way towards the bed. Of course, Hyunjin had chosen the one tucked closest to the corner, holding in a snicker when Changbin inevitably crashed against something in the dark.
“Fuck!”
“Shhh!”
Chan shifted underneath his blanket, Hyunjin’s eyes flickering over to watch the man settle back into his spot, pulling Jeongin closer to him before settling down again. Hyunjin let out a breath of relief, watching as the moonlight illuminated Changbin as his knees slowly fell onto the mattress.
“You’re insane.” Hyunjin whispered, laughing softly as Changbin practically fell between his legs, body draping over Hyunjin’s front and nose immediately nuzzling itself into the crook of his neck, right where he belonged.
“I missed you too much.”
“It was for one night, Bin..” Hyunjin’s hand raised to gently run itself through his dark strands, fingers scratching against his scalp every little bit, “You couldn’t live without me for that long?”
“I don’t think I could’ve gone another second, Hyunjin-ah..”
“You’re so dramatic, you know that?”
“You love it, though.”
Hyunjin sighed in defeat, letting his head fall to the side so Changbin had more room to practically bury his face there, holding in a soft giggle when he felt the soft press of lips against his skin.
“I suppose I do..”
“I love you even more..”
Changbin’s head turned, lips catching Hyunjin’s in a kiss, their lips melting away all the bit of separation anxiety that was still seeping into the man’s body. It wasn't heated, nor was it rushed, the both of them basking in the familiar taste. Hyunjin’s hands found their rightful place, right against the man’s waist, fingers dipping underneath his shirt to rest against his skin.
The radiation of warmth made Hyunjin blush, cheeks glowing red in the darkened room, eyebrows knitting together with the sudden feeling of Changbin’s tongue licking its way into his mouth. He allowed them to bask in the impromptu make-out second, just for a moment, before parting with a soft lick against Changbin’s lips and laughing.
“And what were your intentions here, Binnie-hyung?”
“To come see you..” Changbin feigned innocence as his lips went back to kissing Hyunjin’s neck, “Although, I do have a question..”
“Hm?”
“Was I the only one stupidly turned on by how good you looked in those pajamas?”
“Seo Changbin..” Hyunjin snickered, eyes squeezing closed as his hand quickly covered his mouth, the giggles pouring through the cracks of his fingers. He could feel how hard Changbin was smiling against his neck, unable to purse his lips enough for a proper kiss.
“You looked so good..”
“In tomato pajamas?”
“In tomato pajamas.”
The wetness of Changbin’s touch was next, a wet kiss pressing itself against his skin before it was all teeth, Hyunjin’s legs wrapping themselves around his waist as marks began to be sucked into the clear skin.
“No,” Hyunjin gasped, hands wrapping themselves tight enough in Changbin’s hair to yank him away, “Are you insane?”
“Blame it on cupping therapy.” Changbin snickered, glancing back at Chan who was still in blissful rem, “Isn’t that what he’s doing?”
“You are insufferable.” Hyunjin huffed, shoving his face away and rolling onto his side, “You got what you wanted, my love. Now go to sleep.”
Changbin huffed, snaking an arm around his waist and pulling Hyunjin close, their bodies flush against each other. The blanket draped over the pair, Hyunjin’s eyes forcing themselves closed. He tried to ignore the way Changbin was perfectly positioned against his back, crotch lined against his ass, and the measly thin pajama bottom separating them.
“Hyunjin-ah..” Changbin mumbled, nuzzling himself against his shoulder, “I need you to tell me if you’re actually telling me no.”
“No to what?” Hyunjin smirked, knowing damn well he’d never reject his boyfriend’s advances, “Gotta be clear about what you’re asking me for..”
“I’m not joking when I say you had me worked up..” Changbin’s voice was hushed against Hyunjin’s shoulder, pressing a sweet kiss as his hand slowly wandered down, “I don’t know. Even in those stupid, stupid outfits you just… God, I can’t even explain it.”
“I can,” Hyunjin teased, shifting his hips ever so slightly, “You’re a pervert. That’s the explanation.”
“You call it perverted, I call it dedicated.. In love.. Obsessed, even.”
“Mm.” Hyunjin’s next shift was more deliberate, ass pressing itself back against the bulge already seemingly forming in Changbin’s bottoms, “Obsessed. I like obsessed.”
Changbin took the hint, letting his hips roll forward with a soft hiss against Hyunjin’s shoulder, the relief of friction sending a shiver up his spine. The two of them remained hidden underneath the blanket, the comforter doing little to shield the movements below it if someone cared to look hard enough.
Both of them glanced over at the sleeping pair, knowing they weren’t in any state-of-mind to question how often the sheets were ruffling. It was always exciting like this, when the two of them were too worked up to truly think about the actions they were taking. It wasn’t the first time they found themselves in a situation like this, nor were they the first couple to get heated with others in the room.
Changbin would never forget the time Chan moaned a little too loud during game night, everyone’s head snapping up and following Jeongin’s arm, that was seemingly under the table and stroking the man without a care in the world.
Or when Jisung thought he was subtly stumbling out of the room with spit still glossing his lips, and whatever mystery substance that Minho flicked away with his thumb as soon as they stepped back into the packed living room.
So this was simply karma, Changbin thinks, wasting no time as he pushed Hyunjin’s pajamas down his legs. Hyunjin took his own initiative, pushing his own fingers into his mouth and leading them between their bodies the second Changbin freed him from the restraints of his briefs.
“Hey–” Changbin pouted, eyebrows knitting together in confusion as he watched Hyunjin’s face twist in concentration, seemingly guiding the first finger into himself with nothing more than his spit to ease the stretch, “Hey, that’s my job–”
“Not tonight,” Hyunjin’s breath was shakier this time, eyes fluttering closed as he worked a single finger into himself. He was slow, despite the slight urgency in his demeanor, head snapping back when he felt Changbin’s hands attempting to wrap around his wrist, “If I let you do this, you’re going to enjoy it too much, and we don’t have time for that.”
“God forbid I appreciate my wife–”
“Yeah, yeah..” Hyunjin huffed, taking a moment to breathe and control the sounds already wanting to slip out, “Fuck, just– just kiss me, Bin.”
There wasn’t an ounce of hesitance in the man’s movements, hand cupping Hyunjin’s chin as he kept him turned, lips crashing together in a kiss that was nothing like the one they shared earlier. This one was dripping with desperation, attempting to muffle all the noises Changbin was already igniting inside Hyunjin without touching him.
The thought alone was enough to make Hyunjin immediately buck against the second finger sliding into him, soft moans escaping and slipping into the kiss, Changbin’s licking and swallowing down the noise. His hand moved from his chin to a gentle hold on the man’s neck, finger brushing over the prominent shape of Hyunjin’s adams apple.
It wasn’t a comfortable position by any means, a subtle sting buzzing its way through Hyunjin’s contorted body. But he didn't attempt to move, letting the bits of pain consume him as a third finger buried its way inside of him. Changbin continued to kiss him like it was his biggest purpose in life, their hands bumping against each other when the desperation got the best of him, the older man beginning to palm himself over the material of his pajamas.
“Shit..” Hyunjin choked out, bottom lip quivering as their mouths parted, inhaling deeply to try and cover up the small whine wanting to come out. The pleasure wasn’t coming from the fingers stretching and scissoring inside him, really– none of that compared to the way Changbin’s lips were already parted, eyes twinkling as they stayed focused on the man opening himself up in the most perfect way.
“Perfect..” Changbin whispered, the grip on Hyunjin’s neck tightening for a passing second, “You are so perfect..”
Hyunjin melted with the words, lips twitching upwards in a shy smile. It was never the dirty little comments that got Hyunjin, he always had his own lewd response to match Changbin’s energy. But it was the genuine love and admiration in the man’s eyes that would weigh Hyunjin down, pin him in place with no physical effort.
“Inside me..” Hyunjin panted, pulling his fingers out and forcing Changbin’s pants down the best he can, “Now– need– now-”
Changbin released his grip, letting Hyunjin turn fully onto his side. Despite the lack of care of getting caught, they knew they had to at least try and seem like they attempted to cover up their actions. Hyunjin hiked the blanket up, ears reddening with the sound of Changbin spitting into his cupped palm, skin burning hot with the subtle sound of his saliva squelching against the man’s cock.
“Gonna be able to be quiet?” Changbin’s voice was already shaky, one hand guiding his tip to trace around Hyunjin’s hole, “Can you do that for me, Hyunjinnie?”
“A-are you?” Hyunjin shot back, mouth dropping open at the feeling of Changbin slapping his tip against his hole in retaliation, “So desperate, hyung. Had to force your way into my room and–”
Hyunjin let out a loud moan with the sudden intrusion of Changbin’s tip, forcing itself past the tightness. The two of them seemed to have the same idea, Hyunjin’s hand slapping over his mouth, and Changbin’s hand immediately slapping over top of his. They froze like this for just a moment, Hyunjin’s eyes darting towards the couple– while Changbin turned his body completely, carefully observing their sleeping friends.
They held their breath as Jeongin completely turned in Chan’s arms, burying his face into the man’s chest before falling back to sleep.
“Uh-” Changbin whispered, “Maybe we skip the dirty talk.”
Hyunjin snickered underneath the double layer of muffling, nodding in agreement before wiggling his hips. Come on, his motions screamed, fuck me before the moments gone.
“Right. Right. Focus, Changbin.”
Hyunjin shook his head enough for Changbin’s hand to take the hint and fall, his own hand going with it, “Don’t refer to yourself in third person when you’re inside me.”
“..I wasn’t aware this was a rule.”
“It is now.”
“Dully noted.”
They shared a look for just a moment, not being able to resist the way they broke down in silent chuckles. Hyunjin merely shook his head, letting his head fall back onto the pillow and reaching behind him. His hand wrapped around Changbin happily, guiding the man into him inch by inch.
It didn’t take long for the two of them to fall back into it, Changbin’s hands roughly grabbing onto Hyunjin’s hips. When Changbin’s hips finally pressed flat into Hyunjin’s ass, he let out a soft sigh of relief, bottoming out happily and giving him a moment of adjustment.
Hyunjin’s eyes squeezed closed as he clenched around Changbin’s cock, turning his head to bite down on the pillow beneath him. Changbin always filled him in the best way possible, girth always stretching him enough to make his vision blurry. This angle was no exception, especially when Changbin finally started moving, the slow drag of his hips making Hyunjin’s teeth clamp down on his makeshift gag.
He could feel the restraint Changbin was using, muscles tense as he forced himself to stay slow. There was always something delicious about being able to feel every little detail in Changbin’s cock like this, drowning in the feeling of every little vein, and sucking in a breath whenever his tip got caught on his rim.
But there was a time and place— and taking their time to enjoy moments like this with two other people in the room was not the time and place– Hyunjin made that point clear with the harshness in the way he threw his hips back. It was messy and uncoordinated, but it made Changbin grunt loudly nonetheless. It seemed to drive the point home too, Changbin gripping tightly onto Hyunjin’s leg and pushing it upwards to his chest. The angle only allowed him to get deeper, this time pulling fully out and slamming himself back in with less care.
“Ah–” Hyunjin moaned, drool pooling into the poor pillowcase, “God-”
Changbin scooped his arm underneath the leg pressed against his chest, pulling Hyunjin closer and pressing a hand against his mouth once again. His boyfriend was loud, always had been, it was something that Changbin loved more than anything. But the pillow between his teeth was doing little to muffle it, Changbin’s hand laying tightly against him as Hyunjin’s noises picked up.
“So beautiful like this.” Changbin whispered into his ear, kissing and biting down on his lobe. His hips picked up a rhythm, one that had Hyunjin’s stretched leg already shaking. The sound wasn’t quiet, not in the slightest, the mattress subtly moving below them as Changbin drove himself into Hyunjin over and over.
Hyunjin mumbled something against Changbin’s palm, head tilting back as Changbin slammed himself into him once again. Each thrust had more force behind it, the two of them getting swept up in the pleasure and losing themselves in it.
“Oh– fuck, baby.. My baby, my Hyune–”
The bed shifted beside them. Much more deliberate this time, freezing the two of them in their tracks. Changbin twitched inside him, Hyunjin trying to suppress all the whines clawing at his throat from the sudden loss of pleasure. Every instinct in his body was stopping the man from pushing back, fucking himself against Changbin’s cock like a toy, despereat to lose himself in the pleasure once again.
But Changbin kept him still, the grip on his mouth tightening as Chan yawned. Their bodies were still, buried underneath the blanket as Changbin’s eyes squeezed closed. He could hear the sound of Chan softly shushing a tired Jeongin, slowly pushing his way off the bed.
“Hyung..” Jeongin’s voice was tired, the man was probably barely awake.
“Shh..” Chan yawned, a sliver of light slipping into the room as he cracked the door open, “Just getting some water, go back to sleep..”
Jeongin didn’t seem to put up much of a fight, his breathing steadying and slowing the second Chan stepped out of the room. Changbin, on the other hand, was actively fighting against the burn in his lungs as he held his breath.
Hyunjin seemed to have a different idea, frustrated and worked up, proving to be a deadly combination as he started to slowly move against Changbin. Slow, for the first millisecond, before the subtle squeak of the bed began its melody once again.
“Hyunjin-” Changbin harshly whispered, hands dropping to grab onto his hips. But it was no use, mouth dropping open as Hyunjin continued to throw himself back, moans spilling out between them. The only indication of Chan’s whereabouts was the sound of the sink being turned on in the kitchen, Hyunjin taking advantage of the distraction and letting out a loud whine.
“Fuck me.” Hyunjin whimpered, fingers twisting themselves in the sheets below them, “Please, oh please– pleasepleasepleaseplease–”
Hyunjin’s babbles got worse as he continued to use Changbin’s cock like a dildo, body burning and hot as sweat began to form. The pleasure rang through him, toes curling and eyes squeezing closed.
“Baby.” Changbin felt hopeless, fingerprints embedding themselves into the man’s skin as his cock jumped inside him, throbbing and ready to give Hyunjin whatever he needed. As much as his mind fought for some control, his instincts would always win in the end, and that was to make sure Hyunjin felt as good as possible.
Changbin kept guard as he heard Chan make his way into the bathroom, waiting until he heard the door close and lock before shoving Hyunjin’s hips down. He pinned the man against the mattress, pulling all the way back and drilling himself back in.
“Ah!” The noise caught itself in Hyunjin’s throat, strangled and choked on the bit of self-restraint that was running thin. The pleasure overtook his brain, controlling it like a little puppet.
“He’s gonna-“ Changbin’s whisper cut itself off with a groan, slamming himself deep and grinding against the man, “He’s gonna catch us..”
“So?” Hyunjin panted, snickering, “You’re not.. You’re not being quiet either..”
The blankets slowly began to slip from the movement, sliding down their bodies and bunching up around their legs. They wouldn’t care at this point, too far gone and drunk on the feeling of fucking each other stupid.
But the sound of Chan’s yawn snapped them out of it, Changbin’s eyes widening as he yanked the blanket back up, hand once again slapping itself over Hyunjin’s mouth.
Hyunjin flinched with the sudden sting from the smack, his gasp muffled before a small string of laughs shook his shoulders. Changbin was babbling, apologizing behind him, pulling the blankets up to their shoulders and preparing himself for the added presence.
“You can’t sleep either?” A muffled voice broke the silence, seemingly catching the attention of Chan, whose footsteps towards the bedroom suddenly stopped.
“Hm? No, for once I feel like I could sleep for days..”
The conversation muffled out, Changbin paying no mind to the sounds besides using it as reassurance that Chan was distracted enough. Jeongin laid limp beside them, his body curling up into a small ball and shutting off the noise beside him. And god, there was noise.
With the bubble they’ve delusionally surrounded themselves with, Changbin found himself fucking into Hyunjin with no remorse. The sound of his body slapping against Hyunjin’s back with enough force to shake the bed beside them, Changbin’s hand kept a steady hold against his boyfriend's mouth, suppressing the string of moans as if that was the only sound that could give them away.
With ease, Hyunjin continued fucking against him, eyebrows knitting together as the pleasure ran through his body like blood. He could feel the buzz rushing inside him, his stomach tightening as heat practically radiated from him. Changbin’s breath was heavy behind him, low shaky grunts and small curses making everything that much better.
The two worked together, Changbin fucking his cock deeper and deeper, the angle punishing as much as it was euphoric. A stray hand snaked itself around Hyunjin's body, wrapping itself around his leaking cock and squeezing down with a harsh thrust. Hyunjin’s body trembled with it, hands balling up the sheets below them, leg lifting perfectly enough for Changbin to perfectly brush against his prostate.
The sound that ripped from his throat was desperate, feral and pure instinct as his muffed cries turned into muffled pleas for Changbin to cum in him, fill him up, breed him.
Changbin laughed in disbelief beside him.
“You say such filthy stuff..” Changbin whispered, his voice shaky and stuttering, “God– the bed is so loud–”
They both laughed with that, the sound of the mattress squeaking and straining from the music suddenly rushing their ear drums. It humbled them, snapping them out of it, but not stopping them. It was just another little thing, something for them to share giggles about as Changbin continued to ruin him.
Changbin pressed a surprisingly sweet kiss against his neck, so loving and light. It was just a little taste of the gentleness the man always carried, so featherlight and the complete opposite of the way his dick was embedding itself inside Hyunjin. Changbin’s hand continued its motions on his cock, pumping and squeezing like he wanted to milk every little drop out of his boyfriend.
Hyunjin leaked, the saltiness beading and dripping down Changbin’s fist, the squelching loud and ringing in Hyunjin’s ears.
The sound of footsteps were the last piece of the puzzle, the buzz and adrenaline rushing through them and crashing into them together. Noises were past muffling at this point, the desperate pants of each other's names and small i love yous filling the air with no care.
Changbin’s cock twitched inside him, pulsing and throbbing before his load shot itself deep, filling him up like a wordless promise. It was the thing that Hyunjin needed the most, his own orgasm crashing and taking his breath away.
“Ohmygod–” Hyunjin cried out when Changbin’s hand slipped from his mouth, riding out his orgasm as it continued to work through him in waves, “My god– oh my fucking god..”
Hyunjin continued to throw him back as he worked through the rest of the pleasure, ignoring the small whimpers dropping from Changbin’s mouth, only focusing on how much his sensitive cock continued to drip inside him.
“Oh I love you..” Changbin grunted, pulling out and slamming back in one last time, Hyunjin’s body shaking from the last little bit of cum dribbling from his cock.
The sudden silence was loud– no squeak of the bed, no silenced moans or skin slapping against each other. It was just shaky breaths, only broken up by the sudden sound of Hyunjin giggling into the pillow. Still inside the man, Changbin shifted, wincing at the simulation before letting himself completely drape around his boyfriend.
“We’re so bad..” Hyunjin laughed, reaching around and landing a loud smack on Changbin’s ass, “Pull out, he’s coming back–”
“Really?”
The couple froze.
Hyunjin didn’t dare look, shaking his head as he attempted to pull the blankets higher. Changbin was the only one brave enough to slowly crane his head, bottom lip sticking out into a pout when he was met with disappointed eyes.
Chan looked tired, his hair a mess and hands wrapped around a newly-filled water bottle. His head shook as he took in the sight of his friends, obviously fucked out and still entangled underneath their poorly fitting comforter.
“Funny seeing you here.” Changbin mumbled, trying his best to seem casual about it all. The nonchalant composure only made Hyunjin laugh harder, hand snaking down between them and pushing against Changbin until he finally slipped out. The feeling made the older man gasp, hand quickly snapping up to cover his mouth as Chan grimaced at the sound.
“You couldn’t have fucked in your room? All you had to do was kick out Jisung.”
“No..” Changbin pouted, “Jisung said he wouldn’t tell on me if I gave him alone time with Minho..”
Chan’s hand covered his face.
“Everyone in this group is disgusting.”
Changbin sent him a little smile, innocent and gleeful as he slowly held his hand out.
“Hand me a few tissues?”
“I hate you.” Chan grumbled, tossing him the entire box that was sitting nicely on the bedside table, “And how the hell did Jeongin sleep through all of that?”
Changbin’s hands snuck underneath the blanket, cleaning the two of them up as quickly as he could before helping Hyunjin pull up pants. After pulling his own up, he finally pushed the blanket down, watching as Chan hesitantly laid back down next to Jeongin.
“Are you two done at least?” Chan mumbled, pulling the youngest close to his chest, “Seriously. I refuse to be woken up again because you two can’t keep your hands off each other..”
“We’re done.” Hyunjin huffed, arms stretching as he rolled onto his back, “ Sorryyyyy Channie-hyung..”
“Shut up.” Chan huffed, rolling onto his side and practically shutting the couple out.
Changbin quickly discarded the tissue, his body tired and eyes heavy as he attempted to lay back down on the bed. As he knelt down to crawl, he was quickly stopped, Hyunjin’s foot nudging him away tiredly as he continued to take up the entire mattress.
“You have to go back to your bed.” Hyunjin yawned, smiling at the obvious confusion on Changbin’s face, “Those editors are going to have the time of their lives looking through all this footage, we have to at least make the morning content usable..”
“Huh?” Changbin huffed, confused and tired.
“You can’t wake up in my bed.” Hyunjin scoffed, “Go on. Send Seungmin back in.”
“You really think Seunmgmin’s gonna sleep in the same bed we just fucked in?” Changbin huffed, unhappy with the thought of leaving Hyunjin again, “The whole point was so we could sleep together..”
“We did.” Hyujin stated matter of factly.
“Not like that!” Changbin whined, stomping his foot when Chan loudly shushed him, “This is hurtful, Hyune… You’re throwing me out like a cheap hooker.”
“Nuh uh..” Hyunjin mocked his pout, “Expensive hooker.”
“Ah..” Changbin gently shoved his foot away, accepting defeat and crawling over his body for one last kiss, “You’re really gonna make me go?”
“Mhm.” Hyunjin nodded, peppering his lips in small pecks, “Think about how nice it's gonna be when we’re at home in our own bed, hyung..”
Chan’s head shot towards them in warning. Hyunjin could only snicker.
“Fine..” Changbin left one more kiss, long and loving, pecking his cheek before pulling away, “We could totally sell whatever was filmed in here for some good money..”
“Get out.” Hyunjin laughed, shoving at his chest and waving at him when Changbin dragged himself out of the room. His smile got wider when Changbin’s head popped back in, fingers wiggling in another wave before he was blown a quick kiss.
“I love you Hwang Hyunjin!”
“Go!” Hyunjin covered his face with the blanket, unable to contain just how high his lips curled upward, “I love you too.”
“You guys are disgusting.” Chan’s sleepy voice chimed in, “Incredibly disgusting.”
“Goodnight, hyung.” Hyunjin kissed his hand, and reached over to press it against Chan’s cheek, “I’ll see you in the morning.”
“Ah!” Chan winced, "Disgusting. I don’t wanna know where those hands have been.”
“Yeah you do.”
Hyunjin curled up happily, holding a pillow between his arms and nuzzling against it. The warmth in his body fit well with the warmth in his heart, skin still buzzing as Changbin’s touch radiated off it. The giddiness didn’t subside, stomach filled with little butterflies that slammed against his walls.
A small chime from his phone made his head turn, the butterflies only getting more hectic.
Changbin 01:42
I miss you
I love you Hwang Hyunjin
Minho is still here.Hyunjin 01:42
Aww
Might just be revenge hyung
Changbin 01:43
I love you
Hyunjin 01:43
I love you too
Changbin 01:47
Can we take these tomato pjs home?
;)Hyunjin 01:47
-.-
Goodnight hyung
Hyunjin 01:59
Yes
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Chan 07:10
New rule.
No sex during filming.Changbin 07:10
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Hyunjin 07:10
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Minho 07:10
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Jisung 07:10
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Jeongin 07:10
?
Felix 07:10
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Seungmin 07:15
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