The fourth night, Hoya wasn't happy. He wasn't angry either.
You can say he was annoyed.
Myungsoo lay next to him, as usual. This time he wore two sweaters over one other and his shaking was gone. Hoya stared at his back, eyes drooped in sleepiness and subtle question. Myungsoo didn't turn around, not even when Hoya brought a hand on his shoulder.
When he made him face him, Myungsoo had his eyes closed, lips chapped and parted.
He was sleeping.
Hoya lowered his eyes, down to his lips. Myungsoo breathed evenly and warm mint toothpaste wafted onto Hoya's face. He brought Myungsoo over to him closely, gripping him by the waist and the lower part of his back. He threw an asleep arm over his chest and moved Myungsoo's head into the crook of his neck.
Hoya gave a breath, eyes looking down at Myungsoo's arm. He felt Myungsoo's breaths touch his neck and he closed his eyes, feeling tired all of the sudden.
Before he fell asleep, he felt lips pressing against his neck before moving away.
(When he woke up that morning, Myungsoo kept staring at him. He stared right back, smiling a little. Sunggyu yelled at Myungsoo during practice when his staring distracted him from the dance. Hoya stepped in between them and gave Sunggyu an apology. Him and Myungsoo were just sharing a joke was all, he said. Sunggyu had left them alone. Hoya stared after him, suddenly vindictive but Myungsoo put a hand on his shoulder. He calmed down and peripherally, he saw Myungsoo's lips quirk into a smile.)
The fifth night Myungsoo turned and hugged him.
He lay on his sides, Hoya on his back, as usual but Hoya stared up at the ceiling with a smile stretching his lips. He peered down at Myungsoo who was looking at his chest, shy lips parted.
Myungsoo never looked up at him. Hoya held him tighter and they fell asleep to the members' soft snores.
The sixth night, Hoya and Myungsoo talked in warm mutters and chuckles. Hoya leaned his cheek on Myungsoo's hair and Myungsoo's hand was over his collarbone, tracing it absently. They continued to talk until Hoya was nearly asleep. He felt Myungsoo's hand go low from his chest to his stomach and then his waist.
His head was fuzzy from sleep but he did feel Myungsoo's fingers encircle him. He felt Myungsoo pumping him, lazy and slow as if he was drunk of sleep himself. He felt Myungsoo hump against him, cock hot and thick, long and wet. He felt Myungsoo's finger play with his tip, messing around with his precum. He panted bleakly, eyes clenched and thighs suddenly tight. Myungsoo was shuddering and Hoya felt the stickiness of his cum on the side of his thigh. He came, hips slightly arched in the air, shirt ridden up and Myungsoo gave a shaky breath, wiping his sweat painted forehead with his shirt.
They breathed around the low snores of their members.
"Too hot." Myungsoo finally said.
Hoya laughed weakly and Myungsoo smiled, nose nuzzling Hoya's neck.
(When he woke up that morning, he found that Myungsoo had cleaned up their mess. He gave Myungsoo a thankful look and Myungsoo kissed him thoroughly in response.)
You can say he was annoyed.
Myungsoo lay next to him, as usual. This time he wore two sweaters over one other and his shaking was gone. Hoya stared at his back, eyes drooped in sleepiness and subtle question. Myungsoo didn't turn around, not even when Hoya brought a hand on his shoulder.
When he made him face him, Myungsoo had his eyes closed, lips chapped and parted.
He was sleeping.
Hoya lowered his eyes, down to his lips. Myungsoo breathed evenly and warm mint toothpaste wafted onto Hoya's face. He brought Myungsoo over to him closely, gripping him by the waist and the lower part of his back. He threw an asleep arm over his chest and moved Myungsoo's head into the crook of his neck.
Hoya gave a breath, eyes looking down at Myungsoo's arm. He felt Myungsoo's breaths touch his neck and he closed his eyes, feeling tired all of the sudden.
Before he fell asleep, he felt lips pressing against his neck before moving away.
(When he woke up that morning, Myungsoo kept staring at him. He stared right back, smiling a little. Sunggyu yelled at Myungsoo during practice when his staring distracted him from the dance. Hoya stepped in between them and gave Sunggyu an apology. Him and Myungsoo were just sharing a joke was all, he said. Sunggyu had left them alone. Hoya stared after him, suddenly vindictive but Myungsoo put a hand on his shoulder. He calmed down and peripherally, he saw Myungsoo's lips quirk into a smile.)
The fifth night Myungsoo turned and hugged him.
He lay on his sides, Hoya on his back, as usual but Hoya stared up at the ceiling with a smile stretching his lips. He peered down at Myungsoo who was looking at his chest, shy lips parted.
Myungsoo never looked up at him. Hoya held him tighter and they fell asleep to the members' soft snores.
The sixth night, Hoya and Myungsoo talked in warm mutters and chuckles. Hoya leaned his cheek on Myungsoo's hair and Myungsoo's hand was over his collarbone, tracing it absently. They continued to talk until Hoya was nearly asleep. He felt Myungsoo's hand go low from his chest to his stomach and then his waist.
His head was fuzzy from sleep but he did feel Myungsoo's fingers encircle him. He felt Myungsoo pumping him, lazy and slow as if he was drunk of sleep himself. He felt Myungsoo hump against him, cock hot and thick, long and wet. He felt Myungsoo's finger play with his tip, messing around with his precum. He panted bleakly, eyes clenched and thighs suddenly tight. Myungsoo was shuddering and Hoya felt the stickiness of his cum on the side of his thigh. He came, hips slightly arched in the air, shirt ridden up and Myungsoo gave a shaky breath, wiping his sweat painted forehead with his shirt.
They breathed around the low snores of their members.
"Too hot." Myungsoo finally said.
Hoya laughed weakly and Myungsoo smiled, nose nuzzling Hoya's neck.
(When he woke up that morning, he found that Myungsoo had cleaned up their mess. He gave Myungsoo a thankful look and Myungsoo kissed him thoroughly in response.)
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