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Himchan left the gift on their bed, Don’t open without me! scrawled in the note. Jongup sighs, sitting next to the wrapped package, and texts his hyung about the package. He doesn’t have to wait long.
Good! Don’t open it yet, I’ll be home soon!!
Jongup sets his phone beside him and thumbs the neat wrapping. Violet wrapping paper, acid green ribbon, tied up and garnished with curls. Whatever it is, it’s soft and flexible. Jongup stops trying to figure out what it is when he hears someone rushing down the hall, reaching for his phone in a hurry.
“Jonguppie-yah!” Himchan bursts through the door, shutting it in a whirlwind of motion. Jongup grins. “Did you open it? Did you peek? I bet you peeked, didn’t you.” Himchan rattles off questions as fast as he shakes his bag off and strips off his sweatshirt.
“No, hyung,” Jongup says on autopilot, pretending to be engrossed in his phone.
Himchan clucks his tongue, sitting on the other side of the gift. “You think I don’t know?” Jongup keeps flicking through his camera roll and fights a smile. He loses. “I knew it! C’mon, I’m here now. Let’s open it.” Himchan hands him the package, anticipation overflowing.
Jongup accepts the package, putting his phone away. “Thanks, hyung,” he says, stripping the ribbons away. Under the purple wrapping paper are a pair of black silk boxers and a lavender scrap of fishnet that also turns out to be some kind of underwear, in the broadest sense of the word. “I can’t say I’m entirely surprised.”
Himchan blushes. “Am I that transparent?” Jongup doesn’t answer. Instead, he rubs the mesh between his thumb and forefinger, feeling the cool sleekness of the silk with his other hand. He wonders what they would feel like. Almost as though reading his mind, Himchan says, “Do you wanna try them on?”
“Yeah, hyung, I think I do.” He picks the silk boxers, and asks Himchan to close his eyes for his own surprise. Jongup switches his shorts for the silk boxers. They do not disappoint. Silk feels incredible on his dick. Jongup also picks up the wrapping paper and ribbon, stepping into the circle of the ribbon and holding the paper over his dick. He manages to tuck the paper into the waistband, stuffing the excess ribbon in the back of his boxers to keep the right things in the general area they’re supposed to be.
It’s good enough. “Hyung, you can look now.” Himchan opens his eyes, grinning.
“Is that my gift?” Jongup nods. “God, you’re so cute.” Himchan stands up, wrapping his arms around Jongup’s waist to untuck the ribbon. It falls to the floor, and Jongup leans in to kiss him. Himchan moves his hands around to tug the paper away. The break apart and Himchan sinks to his knees. He mouths at Jongup’s cock through the fabric, encouraging him to hardness.
Silk feel more incredible slipping off Jongup’s legs after Himchan pulls the boxers down to his ankles. “You’re so hot,” Himchan murmurs, looking up at Jongup and licking the tip of Jongup’s cock. Jongup throws back his head, hissing through his teeth when Himchan closes his eyes and takes Jongup’s dick into his sweet mouth.
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& Jongup tying himself up as a gift is the most resourceful re-use of gifting-ribbon ever YAY
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