(Taekwoon was hugging him, but he was asleep so Hakyeon couldn't even make fun of him for it. Probably. He'd have to run that by his conscience later.)
In the middle of his contemplation, Hakyeon's cognitive functions died a screaming death because Taekwoon's nose had found the hollow of his throat and traced up, following the line of Hakyeon's jaw until his lips were moving against the underside of--
His lips were moving, but he wasn't speaking.
Huh, he thought, and felt heat rise in his cheeks as a shiver ran through him from head to toe like an electrical current. This was new. This was intimate. They'd been on countless flights together since their debut, and Taekwoon had never done this before with anyone, Hakyeon was sure of it. He should probably put an end to this, the sooner the better, but then he imagined Taekwoon's face if he woke up and realized he'd been necking an unwitting partner. He also imagined Taekwoon's face if he'd tried to laugh off the whole thing.
Suffer in silence, it was.
That was probably too strong a word.
(Besides, the thing with the lips had stopped. So.)
The warmth of Taekwoon's body combined with the steady rise and fall of his breath actually did wonders in lulling Hakyeon into a deep sleep. When he woke up, Taekwoon was sprawled halfway in his lap as Wonshik cackled and snapped away on his cell phone. They still get poked for it, but all in all, it could've been worse.
a/n: I'll clean this up later on, glad op (and others) approve. ^^
(Taekwoon was hugging him, but he was asleep so Hakyeon couldn't even make fun of him for it. Probably. He'd have to run that by his conscience later.)
In the middle of his contemplation, Hakyeon's cognitive functions died a screaming death because Taekwoon's nose had found the hollow of his throat and traced up, following the line of Hakyeon's jaw until his lips were moving against the underside of--
His lips were moving, but he wasn't speaking.
Huh, he thought, and felt heat rise in his cheeks as a shiver ran through him from head to toe like an electrical current. This was new. This was intimate. They'd been on countless flights together since their debut, and Taekwoon had never done this before with anyone, Hakyeon was sure of it. He should probably put an end to this, the sooner the better, but then he imagined Taekwoon's face if he woke up and realized he'd been necking an unwitting partner. He also imagined Taekwoon's face if he'd tried to laugh off the whole thing.
Suffer in silence, it was.
That was probably too strong a word.
(Besides, the thing with the lips had stopped. So.)
The warmth of Taekwoon's body combined with the steady rise and fall of his breath actually did wonders in lulling Hakyeon into a deep sleep. When he woke up, Taekwoon was sprawled halfway in his lap as Wonshik cackled and snapped away on his cell phone. They still get poked for it, but all in all, it could've been worse.
a/n: I'll clean this up later on, glad op (and others) approve. ^^
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