Daylight (Onsehot - Dooseob Japan Escapade)
Here I am waiting
I'll have to leave soon
Why am I holding on?
Sated and thoroughly tired, Doojoon gathered a naked Yoseob into his arms, pressing the younger man against his own naked body. He glanced at the digital clock on the low wooden table beside the queen-sized bed of the hotel room where Yoseob was staying in Japan. The green numbers glowed excessively, warning him that dawn was almost upon them and soon the first morning light would infiltrate through the heavy drape across the hotel windows. It was 1.47 in the morning. Doojoon had a flight to catch at exactly 5.25 back to Seoul and then off to America with the rest of the members, minus Yoseob.
The younger man had been whining incessantly about his Japan schedule - he had never complained before, every chance of promoting was taken with such professionalism and enthusiasm, had never complained before even during days when he was sleep deprived and nutritiously deficient - but Yoseob was downright unhappy when their manager told him about his Caffeine promotion to Japan, because that meant he was going alone. No Hyunseung, no Kikwang, no Dongwoon, no Junhyung, and most importantly - no Doojoon. Yoseob was pouting for days, and in one of his desperate attempts, he blackmailed Doojoon to go with him at some point or another to Japan. He started rambling about Doojoon’s entire ‘Iris 2’ traveling and filming which took too much of their already-limited time together.
Doojoon frowned, but he was not angry, in fact he was extremely miserable for Yoseob. He would go with his boyfriend any time of the day but Yoseob needed to focus and their schedule was totally insane, with all of them going to America soon. He knew how Yoseob was constantly dependent on Doojoon and it pained him for being unable to be with him in every step of the way.
This is our last night but it's late
And I'm trying not to sleep
Cause I know, when I wake, I will have to slip away
Yoseob was fast asleep, tired from his earlier schedules for the entire day and rounds of sex with Doojoon just before he dozed off. Yoseob finally went to Japan without Doojoon - alone with their manager and a few staff - flashing a totally betrayed face to Doojoon, who could only hug the younger man and kissed him briefly before he was whisked away to the airport.
Doojoon was trying to remember what brought him here, everything was a blur mess of things - messages, chats, compromising private pictures and seductive promises through their Kakao Talk and not-so-private pictures through Yoseob’s newly created Instagram account, pleads, and more blackmails - this and that, and the next thing Doojoon realized was him sitting on a business class flight to Japan - cap low on his head, shades and masks concealing his face. The process of deciding to go meet Yoseob and buying plane ticket and any other sane reasons were lost to Doojoon as he thought about how excited Yoseob would be when he showed up in Japan for him.
And Doojoon was once again right. When Doojoon waited for Yoseob after his schedule to have dinner together, he had to calm Yoseob down from making a tiny mess of himself - Yoseob was almost in tears, happy tears, as he hugged Doojoon and kissed the older man repeatedly on every part his lips could reach. After a very emotional meeting with Yoseob, they successfully arrived at Yoseob’s favourite restaurant in Japan, the one with the really nice and motherly Ahjumma. Doojoon could not look past how Yoseob’s eyes were sparkling and shining every time he looked at Doojoon.
The food was delicious as always and the Ahjumma could not stop thanking them - it made Doojoon a little uncomfortable - but when she asked for a picture, Doojoon hesitated. He was not supposed to be in Japan with Yoseob. No one knew he was here - only the members and their managers, but none of the fans or anyone else knew - and he would prefer to keep it that way, there was no need for people to know his little escapade, he even asked Yoseob not to include him in any of his Instagram pictures. A refusal was not an option too, they could never refuse any request because that would be really rude and Doojoon loved the Ahjumma enough to pose for a picture with her.
Here I am staring at your perfection
In my arms, so beautiful
The sky is getting bright, the stars are burning out
Somebody slow it down
Doojoon looked down to a sleeping Yoseob in his arms. Eyes closed peacefully, red and swollen lips parted just a tiny bit, long eyelashes shadowing the flushed cheeks. Right after they pushed their way inside Yoseob’s hotel room, the younger man was all over Doojoon - lips and hands roaming shamelessly and pulling on belts, shirts, everything - but Doojoon wanted to take a quick shower first, he smelled and although he knew Yoseob would take him in any condition, he appreciated a good refreshing shower. So he showered alone and asked Yoseob to wait for his turn. There were some rules Doojoon had to implant - Yoseob could not get whatever he wanted forever, he needed to learn and follow at some point. Little did he know Yoseob took the occasion to take a picture of himself on the bed and posted it to his Instagram account.
And when they were both showered and clean, Yoseob immediately pounced on Doojoon - and the older man let him to, he deserved this for his patience before. Yoseob was desperate - absolutely horny and brimming with love for the older man - he was relentless. Even after Doojoon fell on his stomach, out of breath after rounds of sex, Yoseob rolled the older man over, slinked downwards and sucked Doojoon’s cock into his mouth, slurping and swallowing until the older man was ready to go again. Yoseob then straddled Doojoon and rode the hell out of the leader.
It was not the sex, sex was just an action, but the connection was what mattered to Doojoon. They could have sex but without connection it was nothing. And the connection, even without sex, was more than enough for Doojoon; it was just that Yoseob connected connection with sex almost all the time, or at least he connected connection with actions - kisses, caresses, phone calls, and such.
He pulled the blanket upwards, covering more of Yoseob’s bare skin and adjusted the younger man’s position in his embrace. Yoseob stirred a little, eyes hazy with sleep and exhaustion; he blinked, forcing his eyes at a pair of sharp almond eyes trained to his face. He slurred a little, “Doojoonie, not sleeping?”
Doojoon smiled, tightening his hold on Yoseob’s warm body, “I’m not sleepy yet.”
“Liar,” Yoseob said, yawning a little, “Don’t tell me you can go again after all of those.”
Doojoon laughed this time, loud and uninhibited, “I’m not you, horny little kitten. You can have sex whenever and wherever.”
Yoseob laughed too as he snuggled closer, burying his head deep against Doojoon’s chest. He moaned a little as his lower region brushed against Doojoon’s thigh.
“You are beautiful.”
Yoseob snorted at the sudden compliment, “Those kinds of things are usually said before getting into my pants, to get in the mood, you know.”
Doojoon rested his cheek on top of Yoseob’s head, cradling his tiny lover safe in his arms. He whispered, “I need to go soon and you need to wake up soon. Go to sleep.”
Looking up with his best puppy eyes, Yoseob pouted cutely, “Can’t you stay?”
Doojoon kissed the side of Yoseob’s temple and shook his head, “Nope. Me being here isn’t supposed to happen so I can’t stay. I need to fly off to America tomorrow with the guys.”
Yoseob said wishfully, eyes twinkling with hope, “You can fly with me from Japan. That way you can stay with me tonight.”
“I love you, I really do,” Doojoon faltered, “But your suggestion is difficult for us… No, I need you to hear me out about this. I have thought a lot on families and kids lately, and you are in every part of my plan to build a family. But for now we need to do this right. Never doubt my love for you, because that is a constant in our lives and will never change.”
Yoseob inhaled Doojoon’s after-sex scent and he sighed contentedly, “I understand and I love you too, more than you will ever know.”
Doojoon smiled and kissed Yoseob’s forehead lovingly, “Thank you. Thank you for being with me. Now sleep, you have a busy day tomorrow.”
Yoseob nodded and soon enough, he was lulled back into dream land while Doojoon stared at him, stroking his hair and face, drawing comforting circles on his naked and bony shoulders.
This is way too hard, cause I know
When the sun comes up, I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memory
Doojoon looked back to an adorable sleeping form on the bed. He had to fight his urge to jump back between the sheets and fuck his plane ticket back to Seoul. But he was Beast’s responsible leader and he could not be selfish. There would come a day when everything would be right. But now he needed to fly back.
He walked back to the bed one last time and kissed the side of Yoseob’s temple before going out of the hotel room and took a cab to the airport. He had his cap low, shades and mask on his face, ready to disguise himself the entire flight back to Seoul.
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
Yoseob woke up groggy, he stretched his hand out to the side of the bed and found it cold and empty. He rolled over to his back, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes before finally gathering his thoughts. He smiled to himself and muffled his scream of joy into the pillows. He was so in love with Doojoon and the older man was the best real-life boyfriend ever - so much better than those best boyfriends in romantic books, because Doojoon was real - and they had discussed plans to settle down.
He sighed in pure happiness and quickly scrambled to his phone when it beeped with a text and a picture of Doojoon’s derp face.
Good morning! Hurry finish your schedule and cuddle with me in Los Angeles. Remember that my love for you is constant and will never change. I love you.
I'll have to leave soon
Why am I holding on?
Sated and thoroughly tired, Doojoon gathered a naked Yoseob into his arms, pressing the younger man against his own naked body. He glanced at the digital clock on the low wooden table beside the queen-sized bed of the hotel room where Yoseob was staying in Japan. The green numbers glowed excessively, warning him that dawn was almost upon them and soon the first morning light would infiltrate through the heavy drape across the hotel windows. It was 1.47 in the morning. Doojoon had a flight to catch at exactly 5.25 back to Seoul and then off to America with the rest of the members, minus Yoseob.
The younger man had been whining incessantly about his Japan schedule - he had never complained before, every chance of promoting was taken with such professionalism and enthusiasm, had never complained before even during days when he was sleep deprived and nutritiously deficient - but Yoseob was downright unhappy when their manager told him about his Caffeine promotion to Japan, because that meant he was going alone. No Hyunseung, no Kikwang, no Dongwoon, no Junhyung, and most importantly - no Doojoon. Yoseob was pouting for days, and in one of his desperate attempts, he blackmailed Doojoon to go with him at some point or another to Japan. He started rambling about Doojoon’s entire ‘Iris 2’ traveling and filming which took too much of their already-limited time together.
Doojoon frowned, but he was not angry, in fact he was extremely miserable for Yoseob. He would go with his boyfriend any time of the day but Yoseob needed to focus and their schedule was totally insane, with all of them going to America soon. He knew how Yoseob was constantly dependent on Doojoon and it pained him for being unable to be with him in every step of the way.
This is our last night but it's late
And I'm trying not to sleep
Cause I know, when I wake, I will have to slip away
Yoseob was fast asleep, tired from his earlier schedules for the entire day and rounds of sex with Doojoon just before he dozed off. Yoseob finally went to Japan without Doojoon - alone with their manager and a few staff - flashing a totally betrayed face to Doojoon, who could only hug the younger man and kissed him briefly before he was whisked away to the airport.
Doojoon was trying to remember what brought him here, everything was a blur mess of things - messages, chats, compromising private pictures and seductive promises through their Kakao Talk and not-so-private pictures through Yoseob’s newly created Instagram account, pleads, and more blackmails - this and that, and the next thing Doojoon realized was him sitting on a business class flight to Japan - cap low on his head, shades and masks concealing his face. The process of deciding to go meet Yoseob and buying plane ticket and any other sane reasons were lost to Doojoon as he thought about how excited Yoseob would be when he showed up in Japan for him.
And Doojoon was once again right. When Doojoon waited for Yoseob after his schedule to have dinner together, he had to calm Yoseob down from making a tiny mess of himself - Yoseob was almost in tears, happy tears, as he hugged Doojoon and kissed the older man repeatedly on every part his lips could reach. After a very emotional meeting with Yoseob, they successfully arrived at Yoseob’s favourite restaurant in Japan, the one with the really nice and motherly Ahjumma. Doojoon could not look past how Yoseob’s eyes were sparkling and shining every time he looked at Doojoon.
The food was delicious as always and the Ahjumma could not stop thanking them - it made Doojoon a little uncomfortable - but when she asked for a picture, Doojoon hesitated. He was not supposed to be in Japan with Yoseob. No one knew he was here - only the members and their managers, but none of the fans or anyone else knew - and he would prefer to keep it that way, there was no need for people to know his little escapade, he even asked Yoseob not to include him in any of his Instagram pictures. A refusal was not an option too, they could never refuse any request because that would be really rude and Doojoon loved the Ahjumma enough to pose for a picture with her.
Here I am staring at your perfection
In my arms, so beautiful
The sky is getting bright, the stars are burning out
Somebody slow it down
Doojoon looked down to a sleeping Yoseob in his arms. Eyes closed peacefully, red and swollen lips parted just a tiny bit, long eyelashes shadowing the flushed cheeks. Right after they pushed their way inside Yoseob’s hotel room, the younger man was all over Doojoon - lips and hands roaming shamelessly and pulling on belts, shirts, everything - but Doojoon wanted to take a quick shower first, he smelled and although he knew Yoseob would take him in any condition, he appreciated a good refreshing shower. So he showered alone and asked Yoseob to wait for his turn. There were some rules Doojoon had to implant - Yoseob could not get whatever he wanted forever, he needed to learn and follow at some point. Little did he know Yoseob took the occasion to take a picture of himself on the bed and posted it to his Instagram account.
And when they were both showered and clean, Yoseob immediately pounced on Doojoon - and the older man let him to, he deserved this for his patience before. Yoseob was desperate - absolutely horny and brimming with love for the older man - he was relentless. Even after Doojoon fell on his stomach, out of breath after rounds of sex, Yoseob rolled the older man over, slinked downwards and sucked Doojoon’s cock into his mouth, slurping and swallowing until the older man was ready to go again. Yoseob then straddled Doojoon and rode the hell out of the leader.
It was not the sex, sex was just an action, but the connection was what mattered to Doojoon. They could have sex but without connection it was nothing. And the connection, even without sex, was more than enough for Doojoon; it was just that Yoseob connected connection with sex almost all the time, or at least he connected connection with actions - kisses, caresses, phone calls, and such.
He pulled the blanket upwards, covering more of Yoseob’s bare skin and adjusted the younger man’s position in his embrace. Yoseob stirred a little, eyes hazy with sleep and exhaustion; he blinked, forcing his eyes at a pair of sharp almond eyes trained to his face. He slurred a little, “Doojoonie, not sleeping?”
Doojoon smiled, tightening his hold on Yoseob’s warm body, “I’m not sleepy yet.”
“Liar,” Yoseob said, yawning a little, “Don’t tell me you can go again after all of those.”
Doojoon laughed this time, loud and uninhibited, “I’m not you, horny little kitten. You can have sex whenever and wherever.”
Yoseob laughed too as he snuggled closer, burying his head deep against Doojoon’s chest. He moaned a little as his lower region brushed against Doojoon’s thigh.
“You are beautiful.”
Yoseob snorted at the sudden compliment, “Those kinds of things are usually said before getting into my pants, to get in the mood, you know.”
Doojoon rested his cheek on top of Yoseob’s head, cradling his tiny lover safe in his arms. He whispered, “I need to go soon and you need to wake up soon. Go to sleep.”
Looking up with his best puppy eyes, Yoseob pouted cutely, “Can’t you stay?”
Doojoon kissed the side of Yoseob’s temple and shook his head, “Nope. Me being here isn’t supposed to happen so I can’t stay. I need to fly off to America tomorrow with the guys.”
Yoseob said wishfully, eyes twinkling with hope, “You can fly with me from Japan. That way you can stay with me tonight.”
“I love you, I really do,” Doojoon faltered, “But your suggestion is difficult for us… No, I need you to hear me out about this. I have thought a lot on families and kids lately, and you are in every part of my plan to build a family. But for now we need to do this right. Never doubt my love for you, because that is a constant in our lives and will never change.”
Yoseob inhaled Doojoon’s after-sex scent and he sighed contentedly, “I understand and I love you too, more than you will ever know.”
Doojoon smiled and kissed Yoseob’s forehead lovingly, “Thank you. Thank you for being with me. Now sleep, you have a busy day tomorrow.”
Yoseob nodded and soon enough, he was lulled back into dream land while Doojoon stared at him, stroking his hair and face, drawing comforting circles on his naked and bony shoulders.
This is way too hard, cause I know
When the sun comes up, I will leave
This is my last glance that will soon be memory
Doojoon looked back to an adorable sleeping form on the bed. He had to fight his urge to jump back between the sheets and fuck his plane ticket back to Seoul. But he was Beast’s responsible leader and he could not be selfish. There would come a day when everything would be right. But now he needed to fly back.
He walked back to the bed one last time and kissed the side of Yoseob’s temple before going out of the hotel room and took a cab to the airport. He had his cap low, shades and mask on his face, ready to disguise himself the entire flight back to Seoul.
And when the daylight comes I'll have to go
But tonight I'm gonna hold you so close
Cause in the daylight we'll be on our own
But tonight I need to hold you so close
Yoseob woke up groggy, he stretched his hand out to the side of the bed and found it cold and empty. He rolled over to his back, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes before finally gathering his thoughts. He smiled to himself and muffled his scream of joy into the pillows. He was so in love with Doojoon and the older man was the best real-life boyfriend ever - so much better than those best boyfriends in romantic books, because Doojoon was real - and they had discussed plans to settle down.
He sighed in pure happiness and quickly scrambled to his phone when it beeped with a text and a picture of Doojoon’s derp face.
Good morning! Hurry finish your schedule and cuddle with me in Los Angeles. Remember that my love for you is constant and will never change. I love you.