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“Damn...” Sunoo cursed as he ran toward a shelter. It was raining so hard and it was already in the middle of the night after a long studying session in his university library.
He kept muttering curses since the weather app apparently “deceived” him by stating that it would be a clear night. But look where he's right now, under the shelter, soaking wet from head to toe.
When he took out his phone from the inner pockets of his bag, he just realized that he was already one percent, which made it harder for him.
He quickly opened his messaging app and sent a message to his best friend.
Sunoo:
HEKP
HELOPPP
Delivered 1:27 am
Sunoo shared his location.
Sunoo pinned his location.
Sunoo started a call.
The call ended.
Sunoo:
I’N STRANDD
POXK NE UP WONWPN
Delivered 1:28 am
“Nooo!!!!” Sunoo dramatically exclaimed seeing his phone shut down. Frustrated, he sat on the bench, resting his head behind him as thoughts started to swirl about how to go home and whatnot. He just hopes that Jungwon is awake and will pick him up.
“I'll wait…” Sunoo whispered to himself as he hugged his bag from the cold.
Jungwon just got out of a hot shower. Dressed in sweatpants and a tank top underneath his thick hoodie, he walks towards his desk where his phone is placed.
His eyebrows furrowed as he took a look at his notifications. Sliding his fingers on the screen to unlock and open the messages sent to him
Jungwon panicked, his heartbeat quickened, suddenly paled as his eyes went unfocused. As soon as he processed Sunoo’s message, his grip on his phone tightened. His eyes frantically looked around his desk, searching for his car keys.
He grabbed it immediately before putting on random shoes he could wear as he dashed through the hallways of his condominium on his way to the parking lot.
He can't help but feel anxious, his mind filled with unnecessary and scary thoughts about Sunoo being alone under the heavy rain in the middle of the night.
His keys fumbled in his grip as he lunged into the driver’s seat with no hesitation. His breath was sharp, shallow, adrenaline-laced from panic as he twisted the keys into his car’s ignition. The car came to life, the engine sputtering before it roared—the car was cold, too cold, and yet, he couldn't care less about it. He immediately searched his maps for Sunoo’s location. It was a good thing that Sunoo was not far off, it's just that during this time, there will be no available public transport left.
“Fuck!” He loudly cursed when a sedan suddenly halted right in front of his parking spot. Too impatient, he slammed his palm against the steering wheel. His elbows on the window, massaging his furrowed eyebrows, glaring sharply at the car parking leisurely. His legs bounced restlessly, jaws clenched, as he tried to calm himself down.
As soon as the other car halted in its spot, settling in the space, he did not wait for any second. He immediately yanked the gearshift to drive, stepping on the gas pedal. His car bolts forward, tires spinning against the wet pavement.
The streetlights went to a blur, not even minding the intersections and the stoplights as he sped through the main road. His eyes agitatingly darting to the clock on the dashboard, he’s late—he’s fucking late. 15 minutes had already passed when he read Sunoo’s message and another 15 minutes from driving.
Little to no care for his safety, he sharply turned towards a street where Sunoo was hopefully still waiting, and the thought of his best friend shivering under the cold, patiently waiting for him with no assurance if someone would pick him up—felt like thin claws scraping him continuously and anxiously like a vice around his chest.
He did not even bother easing off the gas once his GPS told him he was 30 meters away from the location. He saw a figure, sitting down under the shelter—almost curling up from shivering. Feeling angry towards himself, he slammed his foot on the brake, tires shrieked against the wet asphalt from the sudden decision. His body jerks to the front, his seat belt tightening around him to stop him from crashing against the steering wheel.
Not even giving himself a breath, he unfastened his seatbelt. Opening his doors widely, he ran straight to the figure he had seen earlier.
“Sun...“ He uttered hoarsely. Looking at Sunoo’s face, he’s already pale as a white sheet of paper and his supposedly pinkish lips are now turning to the hue of violet.
“Won, you’re here.” Sunoo tirelessly croaks as his chapped lips widen to a smile. He knew Jungwon would come in a heartbeat as soon as he read his messages, and he looked at him.
To Jungwon, Sunoo’s eyes are akin to a starry night, sparkling as ever. Full of depth, something that holds thousands and thousands of words, holding its emotions behind its clear and shining pupils. And yet, so fragile that it holds a delicate shimmer, a quiet vulnerability that one wrong look, one careless word will break it, cause a crack that will spill his starlit sorrow into the night—eyes that Jungwon wants to spend a lifetime proving that he will never let them break.
Jungwon gulped, submerged by Sunoo’s beauty but at the same time feeling furious for letting him suffer under this harsh weather. Coming back to his senses, he hastily took off his hoodie, leaving him in a tank top before removing the bag from Sunoo’s lap. He gently put the hoodie over Sunoo’s head, patiently supporting the older to put his arms inside the sleeves.
As the additional weight settled over Sunoo, he felt warm as Jungwon’s heat in the hoodie lingered. A mix of body wash and rain scent filled his nose—cozy and comfortable—finally feeling relief. He engulfed himself inside the comfort of Jungwon’s hoodie, fingers gripping the sleeves as the younger delicately guided him towards the passenger seat.
As they both were finally situated on their seats, Jungwon once again ignited his car. This time, with calmness as his best friend was finally beside him—with him, safe and sound. He turned the heater up, glancing at Sunoo before driving off.
“Where do you want me to drop you off? To your parents’ or your unit?” Jungwon softly asked.
“Can... we go to yours instead?” Sunoo murmured.
Hearing this, Jungwon heaved a sigh—a sigh that he thought would calm the fluttering feeling inside him.
“Of course.” Jungwon smiled, glancing at the older before taking a U-Turn.
They finally arrived inside the condominium parking lot, cautiously parking at his designated spot, removing his key from the car’s ignition before looking back at Sunoo, patiently watching his every movement.
Jungwon left the car, heading towards the passenger side, opening the door for Sunoo.
The older stepped out, waiting for Jungwon as the latter was taking his bag before hearing a lock sound from the car, an indication that Jungwon had locked the car using a smart key.
“Come on, let's get you warmed up” Jungwon warmly told him, making him nod animatedly.
After a few minutes of walking and waiting inside an elevator, they reached the younger's unit.
While Jungwon went towards his bedroom to get Sunoo’s change of clothes and towel, Sunoo was taking his own time as he walked towards the shoe cabinet, taking out his cartoon fox plush slippers. He removed his wet shoes, taking a dry tissue to wipe his feet before wearing his sleepers. Sunoo took his wet shoes and went inside the laundry room to place his shoes on the drying rack.
Jungwon, holding a clean bathroom towel, opened the last closet to his right—which was filled with Sunoo’s clothes. He looked through it, picking a pajama pants, a shirt, and a pair of underwear before leaving his walk-in closet.
Sunoo was inside the kitchen, watching the Electric Kettle heat water for a cup of tea.
“Sun, I'll take care of your tea, go shower.” Jungwon gently patted Sunoo, giving him the things Sunoo needed.
“M’kay,” Sunoo responded, taking his clothes and towel with him. Leaving Jungwon inside the kitchen area, watching the older make his way inside the bathroom. He sighed, listening to the kettle as it tried to boil the water inside. While waiting, he decided to take a saucepan and pour milk into it before placing it on a stove, making sure to turn it on low heat to avoid burning the milk.
As soon as everything was prepared, he took a teabag, putting it inside the mug before pouring the hot water in it, setting aside a shot glass of hot milk, placing everything in a small tray before heading over to the only bedroom in his unit.
He saw Sunoo drying off his hair with a towel, Jungwon against the doorframe, watching—admiring him, even. How Sunoo’s pink hair falls against his face, his cheeks matching the color of his hair, how his eyelashes covers the older’s utterly mesmerizing amber eyes, and how his irresistably alluring lush pink lips part—god damn, what test is this?
After coming back to his senses—again—he coughed, taking away Sunoo’s attention.
“Won, I can’t find your air-conditioning remote, where is it?”
“Ah... it’s broken, I haven’t bought a new one yet. Why, are you cold?” Jungwon asked, placing the tray on the bed table near Sunoo’s side.
“Yeah...“ The older pouted, so fucking adorable.
“Hmm, how about you drink your tea first?”
“Great idea.”
“Still cold?” Jungwon asks, lying on his back, they were finally on the bed. Right after Sunoo finished drinking his tea, they both lay down to take a rest, especially since it was already a quarter to 4 in the morning.
“Hmm...“ Sunoo hummed beside Jungwon as he moved to face the younger. Despite feeling sleepy, he can’t fall asleep due to feeling a bit cold.
“Come here.” Jungwon offered, now lying on his side, adjusting his arms and opening it wide to let Sunoo snuggle against him.
Sunoo complied, squirming against the younger’s body, desperately looking for warmth in which he found immediately.
Jungwon, who’s now questioning his life decisions, thought this was a bit of a bad idea. To tell you the truth... before he showered earlier, he was feeling extreme horniness. It was one of the days when his body sought warmth, not the warmth that one needs when feeling cold, but the warmth that will satisfy his sexual needs.
Again, as much as he offered this to Sunoo so that the older would be able to sleep, he couldn’t help but feel the desire, the need to satisfy this urge—especially with his best friend with whom he had been in love since childhood. And trying to keep it in was the most excruciating feeling ever.
Unbeknownst to Jungwon—who was trying to calm himself down—Sunoo felt something against his stomach. Something growing, something warm, something… big.
Upon realization, he bit his lips as he looked up, taking a peek at Jungwon to see if the younger had realized something. But he only saw pursed lips, furrowed eyebrows, and eyes shut hard.
“Won...” Sunoo muttered, snuggling his face against Jungwon’s chest, his free hand now on the crook of the latter's neck. His thumbs massaged Jungwon’s Adam’s apple softly, feeling it bob.
Jungwon gulped from the older’s touch, trying so hard not to move his hips much closer to Sunoo’s.
“Sun...” He whispered, his hands now against the older’s cheeks, caressing it as if it were the most fragile thing he got a hold of.
“I’ll be back...” Jungwon stated, trying to get up, but Sunoo’s hold on his neck was strong, too strong. He needs a cold shower, right at this fucking moment. He doesn’t want to taint Sunoo with this. He doesn’t want Sunoo to know that he’s feeling this type of shit when it comes to him.
Sunoo looked up, his doe eyes now meeting with frustrated half-lidded eyes—eyes that give off a sultry yet restrained vibe. The older’s thumb continues to rub the younger’s Adam’s apple softly, trying to read more of Jungwon’s facial expression.
He can’t help but feel overwhelmed, overwhelmed with feelings. His heart now beating hard against his chest, and his ears can’t help but hear the hard thump of his heart as he tries to control and match his breathing with the younger.
“Won, I’m feeling cold.” He told the younger, trying to convey something different, something he had also been wanting for a long time now.
Not trying to give in to his sexual desire for the older, “Do you want me to turn off the air-conditioner?” That’s right, Jungwon, keep it in. Control yourself and use this as an excuse to get away from this situation.
Sunoo pouted, that damn self-control Jungwon has is gonna be the death of him.
“No...” He paused, “I want warmth, Won.”
Jungwon’s breath hitched, feeling Sunoo’s cold palm against his clothed bulge.
“Share your warmth with me.”
To be honest, this was an unexpected turn of events, he respects him so much. He loves Sunoo so much that he doesn’t want the older to feel that he only wants him for this.
Still, as a human being with needs, he can’t help but feel the overwhelming urge to kiss the older—to taste those lips. Without hesitation, he gently tilts his head down, closing the distance between their lips.
Lifting his lips very little from Sunoo’s—barely a whisper of a kiss.
“You know...” He murmured.
“Yeah?” Sunoo responded, almost like a breath.
“You taste sweet, so addicting.”
Jungwon’s hands now drift down, gripping the older’s hips, pulling him closer to him as he kissed him once again. Now, deeper and full of uncontrolled desire. His tongue slowly licked the seam of Sunoo’s lips, asking for an entrance.
Too deep in with the pleasure, Sunoo moaned, his lips parting as he tried to get air. Taking full advantage of this, Jungwon slipped his tongue inside. Exploring and tasting every inch, his grip tightening even more as he closes the distance between them.
Sunoo rolled his hips, causing friction against their clothed bulge, sending them shivers of pleasure.
“Fuck,” Jungwon groaned, rolling his body, still carrying the older. Now on his back and Sunoo on top of him, his kiss against Sunoo became more intense, more passionate.
Jungwon’s free hand is now on the older’s waist, rubbing it. His hard length flinches at every movement Sunoo makes on top of him.
“Hmm, ngh.” Sunoo whimpered, turning Jungwon even more, feeling the friction from both of their lengths. Sunoo continued moving his hips, making Jungwon break the kiss, tilting his head upward as he unconsciously and instinctively buckled his hips forward.
“God be damned, you’re driving me crazy” Jungwon breathily groaned out, his hands now on both sides of Sunoo, pressing his body more against him, grinding it on top of him.
Both are now a moaning mess, trying to seek more. Sunoo’s hands rested against the younger’s chest, supporting himself as he moved his lower body, coordinating with Jungwon’s movement.
“Won, Jungwon... ngh,” Sunoo whined.
Jungwon growled, feeling his stomach knotting inside, “Fuck, Sunoo. A bit more, hmm?” He groaned.
“Me too..” Sunoo whispered, eyes now rolling at the back of the head from pleasure, his chest heaving hard.
“Ahhhhh!” He wailed, both of their crotches wet with their cum. Sunoo breathes hard, while the younger looks at him full of lust, his darkened eyes watching every tear Sunoo sheds.
He bit his lower lip, and in one swift motion, Sunoo was now under him. Hands beside Sunoo’s head, his right knee in between the older’s legs.
“You...” Jungwon started, his voice hoarse, eyes clearly showing confusion and frustration.
“You want this, am I reading it correctly?” He needs his consent, verbal consent. Even after doing what happened earlier, the in-denial in him continues to devastate him. After years of denying and doing things that he shouldn’t do platonically but had been normalized between them, it was something that couldn’t be denied—something that has embedded in him that what’s happening between them right now may be one of those things.
“Yes, Jungwon. I want this, I want more for us. I don’t want to be stuck in the same fucking loop. I want to break the cycle.” Sunoo cried out, answering more than what was asked. Sunoo wants more, at this point, his assumption is proven to be true. He knows Jungwon’s feelings run deeper than their label suggests, but he refuses to convince himself that what they had should have been enough—because, clearly, it wasn’t. He wants to assure the younger that this—this feeling that Jungwon has—is reciprocated, that he wants this as well.
Jungwon felt relief, elated, everything that’s associated with the emotions coursing through him right now.
“Fuck,” Jungwon cursed, his tone full of vigor as he dives his face towards Suno’s lips meeting once again. Their tongues dance with each other as the corners of their lips lift with contentment and relief.
Jungwon removed Sunoo’s pajamas, his hand now exploring the exposed skin before settling under his ass. Groping the plump cheeks, his aggression towards the older increased even more.
“My fucking God, you’re stunning as hell.” Jungwon said after looking at Sunoo’s unkempt appearance.
Sunoo felt shy under the younger, his forearm was now covering his flushed face, trying so hard to avoid Jungwon’s piercing eyes. This action only stimulated Jungwon’s lust towards the older.
“Are you just going to stare at me?” Sunoo provoked, adding fuel to the fire.
Without a word, Jungwon removed his clothes. The younger’s now standing beside the bed, bare naked, his dick standing proudly.
“Shit.” Sunoo can’t help but mumble as he stares at the long and thick length in front of him.
“I'll go easy on you, don't worry,” Jungwon whispered, taking out a lube bottle from his drawer. Going back on top of Sunoo, he squeezed the bottle, liquid pouring on his two fingers before leaning beside Sunoo’s ear.
“Just let me know if I'm being too much.” He informed. Sunoo nodded while biting his bottom lips, preparing himself as he felt a cold sensation on his hole.
He gasped out loud the moment he felt a finger penetrating his hole. This was an unfamiliar feeling, he felt a bit uncomfortable as something is sticking inside his asshole.
“I’ll start, okay? Please let me know, I don't want to hurt you.” Jungwon softly said, caressing Sunoo’s cheeks as he looked at the former’s sparkling eyes.
Slow and steady, Jungwon started thrusting his finger inside Sunoo, Sunoo’s walls clinging to his fingers.
“So tight,” Jungwon grumbled, his patience wearing thin as he watched Sunoo whimper from every movement he made.
“A bit faster, Won…” Sunoo moaned out, finally feeling the pleasure after the pain subsided. Jungwon complied, shoving his fingers inside Sunoo with more precision and intention.
The older let out a cry, feeling overwhelmed by the unfamiliar feeling forming inside him. He bit his lower lip, nibbling on it as he tried to prevent himself from making noise.
“Sweetheart, no need to hold back.” Jungwon whispered, leaning on him, seizing the chance to kiss Sunoo. Swallowing every sob the latter’s making.
Sunoo suddenly felt empty when Jungwon retrieved his fingers.
“Jung… won..”
Jungwon just ignored him, taking a piece of a condom from his drawers, tearing its packaging with his teeth, throwing the trash somewhere as he slipped it on his length. He took the bottle of lube once again, squeezing an ample amount on his palm, smearing it on his covered shaft.
“I’m putting it inside now, okay?” Jungwon informed Sunoo who nodded before deeply inhaling to prepare himself.
From the moment Jungwon penetrated his dick inside Sunoo, the older immediately felt a sharp, intense pain. It’s normal to feel pain, especially if it was your first time, but this kind of pain was not what Sunoo was expecting.
Sunoo softly screamed, face contorting as he felt the pain. Jungwon stopped moving, immediately leaned over Sunoo’s face, ushering the tears coming out with a kiss.
“Sweetheart, we can stop if you can’t do this anymore, hmm?” Jungwon assured, voice too soft.
“Noo…” Sunoo faintly whined, “I want this, please keep going.”
Sunoo cupped Jungwon’s face, rubbing his thumb over the latter’s smooth skin.
The younger kissed Sunoo’s eyes for the last time before slowly and gently moving his hips as he observed every facial expression Sunoo made.
As soon as Sunoo’s face showed relief, he paced his movements.
Sunoo moaned, hands clutching the comforter, feeling a warm and tickling sensation. His mind started to blur, now not caring about the noise his making.
This fueled Jungwon’s lust for the older, his pace becoming stronger and harder, grunting every time his pelvis came into contact with Sunoo’s soft and flushed under thighs.
His hands started to roam around Sunoo’s upper body, fingers caressing every structure, head filled with numerous compliments for the older’s mesmerizing body.
“Ngh, faster, Won…” Sunoo whimpered, eyes squinting as he tried to look at the younger while feeling the immense pleasure coursing through him.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” Jungwon grunted, right hand on Sunoo’s hips and the other pressing on the older’s flat stomach.
Jungwon grinded, the tip of his shaft continuously pressing Sunoo’s g-spot, making Sunoo cry out in relish.
Jungwon’s hands on Sunoo’s stomach went over Sunoo’s lips, opening it as he tried to put his digits inside.
“Suck.” Jungwon demanded, feeling wet sensation on his fingers—hot and slick—as Sunoo sucks on it like a baby sucking a pacifier. Sunoo’s moan muffled when he encloses his lips around the younger’s fingers.
“Fuck, I feel so good inside you.”
Jungwon continued ramming his hips, his shaft inside Sunoo’s feels suffocatingly good. The walls gripping against the younger’s dick causing euphoric friction made him feel something akin to knotting in his stomach.
“I’m cumming, sweetheart.”
“Ngh, me too, Won.” Sunoo mewled out, tears still streaming out of his eyes.
Feeling his release approaching, with a feral grunt, he buries his dick inside Sunoo and holds himself there. His dick pulses, unleashing a massive load of semen in the condom. He keeps Sunoo impaled on his still-hardening cock as he leans over Sunoo who have also spurted his cum on his stomach.
“Shit, sweetheart, you’re too pretty, too good to be true.” He whispered, lips now against Sunoo as he kissed him fervently.
He collapses beside Sunoo, holding him close with his arms wrapped tightly around the older.
Jungwon wanted to say ‘I love you’ to Sunoo, but he’s aware that this isn’t the right time for it. This isn’t the right moment to confess. Maybe… maybe he’ll do it—not in a state of lust or whatnot, but in a state where he’ll be able to confess his feeling for Sunoo, assuringly genuine—soon enough.