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It was truly hard to focus.
After the most recent incident, all of them had been having a hard time, each one dealing with it the best they could, but it was still hard, it was a tremendous shock, after all. Seonghwa and Hongjoong had been having it the hardest, somehow — not that the other members were suffering, no, of course they were, but they’d go to the two oldest for their concerns and anxiety, and all those two could do was listen and offer comfort, in one way or another —, and their own stress was eating them up slowly. Their leader had found comfort in his productions, locking himself in his studio whenever he wasn’t practicing, to the point where even Wooyoung, who had been sharing the couch with him basically every night, started complaining; for Seonghwa things were a bit harder, though, always focusing so much on the others that he’d forget to take care of himself, and things would get even worse when it came to his boyfriend, San mattered more to him than anything in the world and he could forget even basic needs — like drinking water and going to the bathroom — if his boy needed him, which led him to right now.
They had earned themselves a rest day, everyone deciding to spend it in different ways, but everyone had chosen to stay in the dorm and that wasn’t exactly what he was expecting; not that he was hoping to spend his rest day fucking San into his mattress all day long, but he also didn’t think they’d have to stick to holding hands in order to not get yelled at — and the worst part was that the youngest seemed to be okay with that, which he had every right to, but Seonghwa did get a bit disappointed because having sex and then cuddling whilst talking was his way of relieving stress, and now he couldn’t do anything. He had basically followed San around like a lost puppy, trying to get his attention throughout the whole day without being too obvious, thinking — hoping — he’d get it, but no, apparently all he cared about was playing that weird new game he had been into — for fuck’s sake, though, he played that every damn day, couldn’t he pay a little attention to his needy boyfriend?
“I’m gonna go shower,” He announced as he sat up and got down from San’s bed, to no one in particular, just used to telling people what he’d do whenever he’d leave a room filled with people — and by filled, this time, he meant San and Yunho cursing at strangers while playing online and making him feel even more alone. Seonghwa went to his room, getting a change of clothes and his towel before making his way to the bathroom, so lost in his thoughts he almost placed his shorts over a wet patch on the sink, but he placed that and his shirt on the toilet lid instead — and they almost fell to the floor, he wanted to cry — before finally undressing, waiting for the water to warm up and getting under the hot water, skin burning a little at the beginning and making his shoulders, nape and shoulder blades all red, but it only lasted for a bit, the bathroom a little cold and a bit too perfect for the water temperature.
The man threw his head back, eyes closed as he sighed in content when the water hit his face and wet his hair a tad more, helping him relax, and, even if not fully, it was enough for now, enough to make him stay there for minutes on end. He didn’t expect, though, to open his eyes to find a pretty, wet boy standing there and scaring the living shit out of him. “San! What the fuck are you- how did you get in here?” He stared at him with his eyes wide, trying his best to not look the other’s body up and down but it was hard when San himself was staring at him like a starving man, and it was just what he had wanted to see all week, all day long.
“I’m sorry, guess you truly must be stressed, huh?” The boy pouted, stepping closer to him and placing his hands on the oldest’s chest. “You always keep the door locked, but today it wasn’t, I tried my luck,” He shrugged. “Should I leave? I didn’t mean to intrude on your privacy, love.” And he meant it, knowing that showers were his boyfriend’s safe place, and he’d never wanna be there unless he was needed, which, by the way his waist got held, he definitely deemed to be.
Seonghwa’s eyes closed the second his boyfriend leaned closer and up to gently kiss at his neck, kisses turning to nips and then to kitten licks. “Sannie, baby… why are you here?” Not that he wanted to leave, far from that, but he knew the youngest’s love language was physical contact and that all those days without much kissing — and all the rest — meant he had piled up stress and anxiety just as much as Seonghwa had, and his lack of words, jumping straight to action, quite literally, was a little worrisome. “Don’t need you to leave, and, if you don’t wanna tell me now, you don’t have to… just let me make sure you’re okay, yeah?” He gently pulled him away from his neck, gentle hands cradling his face and eyes looking into the boy’s soul. “Are you okay, my baby?”
“Yes,” He nodded, truly okay, just a little stressed. “I’m okay,” He replied with the smallest tone of voice, barely hearable due to the water. “Just… the game drained me more than normal and… I noticed you wanted to be around me all morning long, why would now be any different?” He offered him a sweet smile, dimple showing and all, leaning into the firm touch on his cheeks. “Feel like we’ve both been neglecting each other a bit lately, but it’s not really our faults,” The smiley boy sighed, smile falling a little. “Can I sleep with you today? Your roommate probably won’t be home anyway, we can at least kiss a little, I know you love making out before sleeping,” He turned his face to kiss one of the other’s palm, smile appearing fully once more when he got a nod.
The oldest felt so at ease at all of that, not from knowing his precious boy wasn’t doing the best, but it was nice to know those lonely and needy thoughts were clouding both their minds and not just his own. “Yeah, I’d love that, maybe after we shower we can do something just you and I, no games and no Yunho, how’s that?” He wasn’t jealous, not how one might think, he just missed spending time alone with his boyfriend. “I know we’re technically already doing something just us , but… you know what I mean, an us day, we can go out to eat or order take-out, and just stay here, together, so I can kiss you all I want while the others are busy doing their own stuff, we do have my room to ourselves, we can even-”
“Make a fort!” San completed it with an excited glint in his eyes. “Yes, to all of that, can we please? I’ll be all yours for the rest of the day and tomorrow’s morning before we gotta leave again,” He promised, leaning up again and softly kissing the man, arms wrapped around his neck for just a short while before his hands were roaming his chest again, Seonghwa’s still gripping on his waist and pulling him even closer now. “I missed you, missed you so much.” He almost whined, arching his back a little already.
He chuckled, smile playing on his lips when his tongue darted forward to swipe over San’s bottom lip before sinking his teeth on it. “You didn’t come here for us to exchange sweet words, isn’t that right, my pretty baby? Go on, tell me why you sneaked inside this bathroom, undressed, and got your cute, little hands on me.” It was hard to contain himself, but teasing his boy with words was always the best choice, especially when he seemed so eager this soon.
“Need you,” He started, breathing against his lips before letting them fall to his pretty neck again, teeth abusing the wet, honey-like skin as he continued to answer his question. “Need to redeem myself for not paying attention to you for hours, don’t you think so?” He got a nod for a response and a shaky sigh, all he needed truly — that and what he was feeling against his hip. “Will you let me redeem myself? Please, baby, need you to let me be good again,”
God , he would be the death of him someday, Seonghwa was sure, especially with words and connotations like those , even if they hadn’t talked much about their preferences yet. “Of course, love, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t let you apologize, right?” His voice had gotten a little lower, cock twitching when the other ran his teeth over his collarbones. “You’ve got such a great mouth, I’m glad you always put it to good use,” All air got stuck in his throat the second San pulled away, his lips a little swollen already and wet hair fallen over pleading eyes that flooded with too much innocence for his own good.
San kneeled down slowly, knees almost instantly acting up from the constant bruises he’d get from practice, but it was worth it, always worth it if it meant he’d have that pretty dick in front of his face, just like now. “I’m sorry, Seonghwa, please forgive me,” He pouted, left hand holding him and gently smacking his cheek with it. “I didn’t mean to neglect you, I promise.” All whiny, he finally opened his mouth, water getting inside but it didn’t matter, he’d let it fall down his chin as he slid the man’s cock in, humming lewdly at the heavy feeling making him feel full, and it was like all the stress was starting to leave his body.
This was exactly what Seonghwa needed, he was sure of it the second he looked down to meet the youngest’s eyes and watch his dick disappearing centimeter by centimeter inside that illegally adorable mouth. “I forgive you, baby, you don’t- fuck… you don’t need to promise,” It was always really hard for him to keep quiet, always being oh-so-vocal, but they weren’t home alone and the water never covered their noises — did quite the opposite, actually —, so he had to conform to how he’d have to stay as quiet as possible, much to San’s dismay, only a few words and sighs leaving his throat here and there. “I want your eyes on me, okay? Open them, baby boy,” He said slowly, trying to keep his voice as steady as possible whilst trying to hold himself back from thrusting into his mouth, jaw tensing and curses slipping from his lips when San did as he asked, and fuck were those eyes beautiful. “Just like that,” He struggled a little, small moans leaving now and hands tightly grabbing the boy’s blue hair as he saw his nose hitting his skin, throat constricting around his dick as he tried not to choke — too much — but soon had to pull back a little, tongue sticking out with saliva and water dripping down his chin, an open-mouthed cough sounding too cute for Seonghwa to even begin to worry.
“I-I’m sorry, I’ll try again next time,” San had tried deepthroating him before today, but, after almost throwing up the first time, they had agreed he would only try as far as he thought he could get each time, both respecting that his gag reflex was stronger than Seonghwa’s and that was okay, he could still give perfect head without the need for that. After a soft ‘it’s okay, love, I don’t mind’ followed by a smile, he licked his lips and leaned forward yet again, taking him half the way in and using his right hand on the rest — and other hand going to his own thigh as if controlling his urge to touch himself.
“You can touch yourself, kitty,” Seonghwa murmured under his breath, cock leaking precum onto the other’s tongue when he realized what was going on, and he wasn’t sure if it was because of the pet name — that he would rarely use in bed — or because of what he had allowed him to do, but San was whining around him and rolling his eyes back, letting a bit more of his cock slip past his lips whilst his free hand went to his own leaking, neglected member. They had never done this before, getting off while giving the other a blowjob, but experiencing things was nice, this was nice, and he didn’t need much stimulation before he was squirming around a little, needing his boyfriend’s pretty, long fingers holding him down, but he knew he couldn’t get that now, only getting a stronger grip on his hair, which made him look up, having forgotten that he had agreed to keep his eyes on him.
They both felt their orgasms coming quicker than normal, perhaps for not touching each other in a while — and, for San, that meant not cumming at all, because he really enjoyed waiting for him, not that Seonghwa knew —, San’s especially, so much so that the other’s cock had slowly fallen from his lips a bit ago until only the tip was resting on his tongue, and he hadn’t particularly noticed it yet until he was cumming himself, cum getting washed by the water, back arching perfectly and his moans louder than he had expected, only then realizing his mouth wasn’t as full as he thought it was — the whole show on the floor made the oldest want to stuff his mouth himself, pull him forward by his hair and make him take it , but maybe his mind was wandering too far and he should talk to him about this first, not wanting to risk suffocating the poot boy. Seonghwa waited, patiently, even though his cock was throbbing and he was already so close by the time his boy stopped doing what he knew best, only taking matters into his own hands — literally — when San looked up at him with eyes so pure it made him want to ruin it, ruin his cute face, and so he did, cumming all over it after a few pumps, bottom lip swollen with how hard he kept biting onto it and free hand keeping a strong grip on the youngest’s hair to keep him in place. “Are… are you okay?” He was panting a little, more than San, for some reason, but still helped the other up and cleaned his face with all the care in the world.
“Yes, yes, I am,” San voiced out quietly, which would make the oldest question it if it wasn’t for the blissed-out smile that went along with it. “Do you feel better now? I know I do,” He stepped closer like before, only now leaning to lay his head on his shoulder whilst Seonghwa reached up to massage his scalp.
“I do, so much better, and I’m glad you do too, thank you for sneaking in and showering with me,” He thanked although both of them were only now starting to properly shower. “Once we’re done, why don’t we wait a bit more for lunch and spend some time cuddling on my bed? I still have those lights you like up in it, and you can play with my fingers while we talk,” And by we he meant him because he knew San would probably only talk about his worries once he was sure everyone else was asleep and nobody would hear his voice besides Seonghwa. A small nod was all he got, but it was enough, just a few more minutes and they’d finally be able to focus on each other.