Manual Labour
Title: Manual Labour
Author: the_resolver
Fandom: Infinite
Pairing: Hoya/Myungsoo
Rating: R
Warning: [Highlight *spoilers*] Slight homophobic language, swearing
Summary: You can run but you can’t hide.
A/N: Originally off the prompts/for sunlit for the 2013 infinitesanta
This wasn't exactly what he'd planned to be doing this night, but somehow it was just the way it worked. He knew that this wasn't going to be fruitful and most of all he knew that the guy that was trying to make out with him against a wall, was going to take him home - no one ever went back to his place -. He was also aware that he was not nearly drunk enough to be doing this. It was a weekend so why should he stay sober? It's not like he had work to go to, and he wanted to push work out of his mind completely. He hated where he worked, he hated his office, he hated clients, he hated everyone. He hated lying but it was the only way. He knew that he'd be fired if he ever told them that he frequented the gay clubs and even worse sang in one every Friday night under a different name. If they ever found that out he'd be so incredibly fired and his reference would be so bad that he'd never get another job. The man who'd just bought him his fourth round of raspberry sour shots, eyed him, watching him drink. Myungsoo smirked, taking a shot and knocking it back. "Thanks babe" he purred, he knew that was not the dominant one out of this pairing, he liked it that way, but he also loved the thrill of tempting them. He knew he was wearing far too much make-up to even try to give the impression that he was going to top the man who was quite well built and could only be described as manly. Myungsoo didn't mind, he went for anyone, he didn't care, he was still in a somewhat decadent stage.
He could feel the buzz and honestly he was so over drinking now, he wanted to dance, he might even let the man who appeared to be intent on taking him home grind on him. Who was he kidding, he would definitely let that happen. He dragged the man onto the floor and began dancing against him, chests touching occasionally, but hips always pressed together. The man tried to kiss Myungsoo who actually obliged, he loved it, kissing on the dance floor. He loved how people could see them. It was probably more to do with the fact that once they left the club they had to act like everyone else, and everyone else meant straight. Luckily walking home holding hands with another guy while drunk was perfectly normal in Korea. Myungsoo could feel at the other man rolled his hips harder against him. "Someone's getting ahead of themselves" Myungsoo purred against the man's ear, but made no move to stop the others actions. He smiled at the other man as he growled at the teasing and stepped back . Myungsoo looked at him and smirked. He nodded towards the bar, he was going to get more drunk than this before he went home with the guy, he wanted to feel more of a buzz. He wanted to not be drunk enough to leave his number - he'd been that stupid before -, but he wanted to be drunk enough that he had an excuse not to know the other man's name - because honestly he couldn't remember he was sure it started with Min but he had no idea what the rest of it was-. He rolled his eyes when the man handed him the drink and called him cutie, he downed the shot and then returned to the dance floor.
Once he was sufficiently drunk to fit into the bracket of fuzzy but aware he let the man start to lead him out, he stopped before the door of the club to pull the man for a kiss. He hoped this one wouldn't disappoint him, well it didn't seem like he was a curious but straight guy (who'd also cried after they'd had sex), and he didn't seem like someone who was into weird kinks (Myungsoo didn't even want to remember some of the nights he'd had). He smiled when they pulled away. "Yours." he said as if to confirm that the man was taking him there. When the other opened his mouth. "No one comes to mine." he said firmly. "I'm only 20, I live with my parents" he lied, he was 19, but some people had qualms about sleeping with teenagers. He smirked as the man agreed, it was true he lived with his parents, but the implications that were weighted with that weren't true. His parent's were unusually accepting of his sexual preference, they had both just decided that Myungsoo was the way he was, they just wanted the best for him, so they wanted him to hide it - but at the same time wanted him to settle down with the person he loved. His older brother had been cool with it, but either way Myungsoo couldn't bring someone back when he was this drunk. He couldn't bring a random man home, his parents expected him to be monogamous or celibate. Which was something he just wasn't going to do.
"Myungsoo." came a voice that Myungsoo had never expected to hear. He turned and his eyes widened. He didn't expect to see Hoya, he knew who he was, he was his superior. He was fast riser in the company and he was also young. Myungsoo knew that this could really fuck up his career, he toyed with the 'I'm lost' idea, but he was pretty sure Hoya had seen the kiss, and he was wearing far too much makeup and his clothes were so supportive of him wanting to be here that there was no chance that that excuse would hold up. The man he was with wrapped an arm around Myungsoo, who was still somewhat frozen in shock. Myungsoo opened his mouth and then closed it again he didn't have an answer or anything to say, and his delay and the fact he answered meant he couldn't claim to not be Myungsoo. Then out of all things to say Hoya asked "Are you drunk?" Myungsoo looked at him and nodded.
"Are you gay?" he shot back, Hoya just looked at him, a look Myungsoo knew oh-too-well. "You aren't out." he mumbled, leaning against his 'date' a little who was now impatiently, rubbing his hip. Myungsoo shrugged a little at Hoya, he knew the older man was bigger and could take him on in a physical fight, but he also knew that now he knew Hoya liked men there was no way he was going to tell their boss that Myungsoo was gay. Hoya looked at Myungsoo more as Myungsoo just smirked, he was trying to think of something clever to say, he wanted Hoya to hesitate when he saw him - he could always use leverage. "Does our boss know about your... preference?" Myungsoo said his eyes flickering up to Hoya's eyes. He almost laughed at the look of almost terror that he got in return from the man. "So that's a no then." he turned a little to give the man holding onto him a quick peck as if to make it seem like he was monogamous, but he knew that Hoya wasn't drunk enough to not see right through it. "So you don't tell him I like men and I won't tell him you do." Myungsoo said, he was drunk enough to want to seal the deal with a kiss but the hand on his hip reminded him, he was going to get some. Hoya had just nodded at him, not saying anything.
Myungsoo woke up the next day with a headache and in the bed of a stranger, he pulled his clothes on before going into the bathroom, he'd showered last night, he sighed as he noticed that he'd gone to bed with slightly damp hair. He washed off his makeup, and tidied himself up before going back out and leaving a note before starting to walk home. He actually liked walking home the morning after a night out, especially one that had involved him getting laid. Some called it the walk of shame but Myungsoo didn't, there was no shame in what he was doing. He was having sex with consenting adults. Myungsoo walked into his house and smiled at his mother who just looked at him, he knew she knew exactly what he was doing, she knew he was sleeping around, well Myungsoo thought she did from the amount of 'gay' condoms he found in his room. He knew she was ordering them online specifically to give to him. He looked at her as she just continued with breakfast. "If you're not going to come back at least give me a call. And I noticed you left the... things, I left you."
"Yes Mom, I did." Myungsoo said sitting down at the table. "He had them so don't worry." Myungsoo watched for his mothers reaction. "Mom, you don't have to buy me condoms." he sighed as she tensed at the word. "I have one in my wallet at all times, and I only... I'm not going to get with a lot of people in one night. But then I rarely put it on" Myungsoo watched for his mom's reaction. "Mom-"
"Myungsoo! I don't want to hear about what you do." she said almost angrily. "You told me you were the way you are and I accepted that, but can you just keep the details to what I need to know." Myungsoo nodded. "And maybe you could try to settle down, find a nice... man, and do whatever you people do." she sighed, "I always thought you'd have had a big family."
"Mom..." Myungsoo looked down. "We people, we settle down and we love and we have as much of a family we can do." Myungsoo's mom looked at her son, he got up from the breakfast bar. "I actually don't want to talk about my future or the marriage I won't have or the biological kids I can't have. Thanks for this chat Mom. I had safe sex with a nice man." Myungsoo said quietly. "So please can we just leave it."
"Myungsoo I didn't-"
"You did Mom. I know you're still hoping that I'm going through a rough stage and I'm going to come out straight at the end of it. But it's not going to happen mom, I've been this way since I was 13."
"Myung."
"Really Mom, it's fine. I need to go and do some of the extra work and also study for my night class in Chinese and I don't have time for this." Myungsoo said walking through to his room, he hated that conversation. She tried it almost every time. Myungsoo wondered what she always talked about it, he knew that it hurt his mom to talk about it. He knew that she wasn't as accepting as she claimed to be. He also knew if he got himself a nice boyfriend, and fell in love, she would be more accepting. She wanted him to have a family, she wanted him to settle down. She wanted the best for him - and he knew that. He looked up when he heard a knock on the door, his mom walked in, "Mom, it's fine, I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings. I'm sorry that I haven't found a man and brought him home but Mom, I will one day." Myungsoo's mom nodded.
Myungsoo walked to work the next day - he never went out the night before work it wasn't good for his productivity, and working with a hangover was a bitch. He walked in and his eyes met Hoya's. He looked down again, he remembered what happened. Myungsoo looked at him and then looked away continuing as if nothing had happened, this was not the place to acknowledge what had been seen and what had happened as it put both of their jobs at risk if they discussed it here, but Myungsoo wanted to discuss with Hoya when they were both sober. He was intrigued why a man who wasn’t out went to a gay club - although he could pretty much work it out. He also wanted to see why Hoya wasn’t out - he knew it wasn’t his place but it always made him wonder when men who were older than him weren’t out.
It came sooner than Myungsoo anticipated, meeting Hoya at the start of a night out. Myungsoo, for the first time he could remember, had to make the effort. He knew that doing this with Hoya was not exactly the best idea, it could all get weird at work, and honestly at the time Myungsoo wasn’t thinking of getting with Hoya. He wanted Hoya to open up to him, so he buys Hoya a drink. They sit drinking, Hoya dressed rather simply, and Myungsoo dressed up, like he always did, with makeup. Hoya was quiet, he was always quiet but this was something else, “Don’t be so shy.” Myungsoo said, his hand resting on Hoya’s knee. “You’ll never pull if you’re like this.”
“Not everything is about sex Myungsoo.” Hoya said, drinking his pint, Myungsoo eyed him and smiled, the man was attractive there was no denying it. He would do well in the club if it wasn’t for the fact that he was shy and trying to push everyone away. “Someone is looking at you, checking you out.” Hoya said quietly, ordering himself another drink. Myungsoo turned around and made eye contact with the man before turning back to look at Hoya, who was drinking his new pint. Myungsoo smiled a little at the man, he wasn’t going to do shots but he was going to have a good time.
A couple of pints later Myungsoo managed to convince Hoya to dance and was impressed at the man’s skills, he could really dance. It was unexpected, but it was also so very sexy. Myungsoo tried to keep his head when Hoya started moving against him. He was so very turned on, yet at the same time he wasn’t sure where he wanted to go with it.
He was almost surprised when he ended up leaving with Hoya, it was raining and they were sobering up far too quickly, Myungsoo hadn’t drunk that much to start off with but Hoya was also starting to sober up. Pulling Myungsoo up to the door of his apartment block, Hoya pressed his lips heatedly to Myungsoo’s, Myungsoo felt himself melting against the kiss, he was too sober to allow himself to do this - as he much preferred being drunk. He kissed back, no alcohol needed to fuel him, he felt that Hoya was also sober, Hoya pulled back and smiled, the rain had caused Myungsoo’s makeup to run.
When he was riding Hoya, eyes closed, panting slightly, Hoya’s hips rolling sensually beneath him, Myungsoo tried to push out all feelings that they might just be attracted to each other. As they were coming down from their highs Myungsoo lay next to Hoya, head resting on the pillow and smiled at him. “I can tell I’m not your first.” Myungsoo mumbled as Hoya got up to dispose of the used condom and then get back into the bed. “And by that I mean, I’m not your first guy…” Hoya nodded and lay back down. “You aren’t out though….?”
“No Myungsoo, I’m not.” Hoya said quietly. “I have an older brother and a younger brother, back in Busan. I can’t come out.” Hoya shrugged, “I can’t help the way my family is… you know”, Myungsoo just said nothing, he left it there, it was better to do it that way. “We could try to make a go of it.”
“Not until you come out” Myungsoo mumbled. “I can’t do closets.” Myungsoo fell asleep shortly after in Hoya’s arms.
*+*+*+*+*
A few days later Myungsoo and Hoya were both the only people on the floor working over-time. Hoya stood up and then handed over his phone so, Myungsoo could see. “You saw me in the club?”, Myungsoo said looking at a picture of him dancing with a guy. “What is this?”
“I’m sure our boss will enjoy this.” Hoya said under his breath, Myungsoo just looked at him, the look in his eyes showed he was serious and Myungsoo sighed, he knew what this was about. Myungsoo leant up to try to give Hoya a peck. Hoya moved back.
“Oh he’ll enjoy that will he? I’m sure he’ll be interested to know how his favourite is frequenting gay clubs, how after a few pints he dances so well, and he grinds against men and he has sex with men. How would you like it if your secret was outed?”
“I’m not a fag” Hoya snarled.
“Are you shitting me? You’re just like me, except you probably want it more, I mean you were the one leading when we fucked.” Myungsoo scoffed. “Remember what you said after?” Myungsoo walked over to Hoya who was just stood watching him “And remember my answer.” Myungsoo pressed his tongue against the side of his cheek. “Come out and I will let you take me on a date. How much longer are you going to stay in the closet? I am not your bitch, you can’t get angry cus I am dancing with a guy who is out. We all have to come out Hoya.”
“Stop it.” Hoya almost growled.
“Oh now don’t give me that Hoya.” Myungsoo tilted his head. “All I wanted was the truth. All anyone wants is the truth. Just what do you think you’re going to do in the closet? Sleep with men on the side? Marry a girl? Bring honour to your family? Just what are you achieving with this? I offered you pretty much monogamy if you came out.”
*+*+*+*+*
Myungsoo walked into work and sat at his desk, he noticed everyone looking at him, he rolled his eyes and started working. He went through the day nothing people staring at him. He didn’t know quite what to make of it. He didn’t know what it was about until someone walked past murmuring the word fag. Myungsoo got up and stormed over to Hoya’s desk. “You’re a completely dick, you know that?” Myungsoo said as Hoya looked at him. “Telling everyone I’m gay, because I won’t date you until you come out is really fucking low.”
“Honestly, this had nothing to do with me. I don’t even know that people are saying that about you.”
“Right. Of Course you don’t.” Myungsoo hissed. “Outing me because you’re afraid of being out yourself.”
“What do you want me to do Myungsoo? Tell everyone I’m gay?”
“Show them.” Myungsoo leaned over the desk and kissed Hoya hard, He pulled back and then walked back to his desk.
“I’m gay.” Hoya said abruptly. “I’m gay, so now we all know can we just get the fuck back to work and stop discussing team member’s sexuality.” Hoya went back to his work ignoring everyone else, when he got a text from Myungsoo: I guess you can take me out tomorrow.
Hoya smiled across at Myungsoo and then went back to work, he hadn’t felt ready but maybe it was time.
Author: the_resolver
Fandom: Infinite
Pairing: Hoya/Myungsoo
Rating: R
Warning: [Highlight *spoilers*] Slight homophobic language, swearing
Summary: You can run but you can’t hide.
A/N: Originally off the prompts/for sunlit for the 2013 infinitesanta
This wasn't exactly what he'd planned to be doing this night, but somehow it was just the way it worked. He knew that this wasn't going to be fruitful and most of all he knew that the guy that was trying to make out with him against a wall, was going to take him home - no one ever went back to his place -. He was also aware that he was not nearly drunk enough to be doing this. It was a weekend so why should he stay sober? It's not like he had work to go to, and he wanted to push work out of his mind completely. He hated where he worked, he hated his office, he hated clients, he hated everyone. He hated lying but it was the only way. He knew that he'd be fired if he ever told them that he frequented the gay clubs and even worse sang in one every Friday night under a different name. If they ever found that out he'd be so incredibly fired and his reference would be so bad that he'd never get another job. The man who'd just bought him his fourth round of raspberry sour shots, eyed him, watching him drink. Myungsoo smirked, taking a shot and knocking it back. "Thanks babe" he purred, he knew that was not the dominant one out of this pairing, he liked it that way, but he also loved the thrill of tempting them. He knew he was wearing far too much make-up to even try to give the impression that he was going to top the man who was quite well built and could only be described as manly. Myungsoo didn't mind, he went for anyone, he didn't care, he was still in a somewhat decadent stage.
He could feel the buzz and honestly he was so over drinking now, he wanted to dance, he might even let the man who appeared to be intent on taking him home grind on him. Who was he kidding, he would definitely let that happen. He dragged the man onto the floor and began dancing against him, chests touching occasionally, but hips always pressed together. The man tried to kiss Myungsoo who actually obliged, he loved it, kissing on the dance floor. He loved how people could see them. It was probably more to do with the fact that once they left the club they had to act like everyone else, and everyone else meant straight. Luckily walking home holding hands with another guy while drunk was perfectly normal in Korea. Myungsoo could feel at the other man rolled his hips harder against him. "Someone's getting ahead of themselves" Myungsoo purred against the man's ear, but made no move to stop the others actions. He smiled at the other man as he growled at the teasing and stepped back . Myungsoo looked at him and smirked. He nodded towards the bar, he was going to get more drunk than this before he went home with the guy, he wanted to feel more of a buzz. He wanted to not be drunk enough to leave his number - he'd been that stupid before -, but he wanted to be drunk enough that he had an excuse not to know the other man's name - because honestly he couldn't remember he was sure it started with Min but he had no idea what the rest of it was-. He rolled his eyes when the man handed him the drink and called him cutie, he downed the shot and then returned to the dance floor.
Once he was sufficiently drunk to fit into the bracket of fuzzy but aware he let the man start to lead him out, he stopped before the door of the club to pull the man for a kiss. He hoped this one wouldn't disappoint him, well it didn't seem like he was a curious but straight guy (who'd also cried after they'd had sex), and he didn't seem like someone who was into weird kinks (Myungsoo didn't even want to remember some of the nights he'd had). He smiled when they pulled away. "Yours." he said as if to confirm that the man was taking him there. When the other opened his mouth. "No one comes to mine." he said firmly. "I'm only 20, I live with my parents" he lied, he was 19, but some people had qualms about sleeping with teenagers. He smirked as the man agreed, it was true he lived with his parents, but the implications that were weighted with that weren't true. His parent's were unusually accepting of his sexual preference, they had both just decided that Myungsoo was the way he was, they just wanted the best for him, so they wanted him to hide it - but at the same time wanted him to settle down with the person he loved. His older brother had been cool with it, but either way Myungsoo couldn't bring someone back when he was this drunk. He couldn't bring a random man home, his parents expected him to be monogamous or celibate. Which was something he just wasn't going to do.
"Myungsoo." came a voice that Myungsoo had never expected to hear. He turned and his eyes widened. He didn't expect to see Hoya, he knew who he was, he was his superior. He was fast riser in the company and he was also young. Myungsoo knew that this could really fuck up his career, he toyed with the 'I'm lost' idea, but he was pretty sure Hoya had seen the kiss, and he was wearing far too much makeup and his clothes were so supportive of him wanting to be here that there was no chance that that excuse would hold up. The man he was with wrapped an arm around Myungsoo, who was still somewhat frozen in shock. Myungsoo opened his mouth and then closed it again he didn't have an answer or anything to say, and his delay and the fact he answered meant he couldn't claim to not be Myungsoo. Then out of all things to say Hoya asked "Are you drunk?" Myungsoo looked at him and nodded.
"Are you gay?" he shot back, Hoya just looked at him, a look Myungsoo knew oh-too-well. "You aren't out." he mumbled, leaning against his 'date' a little who was now impatiently, rubbing his hip. Myungsoo shrugged a little at Hoya, he knew the older man was bigger and could take him on in a physical fight, but he also knew that now he knew Hoya liked men there was no way he was going to tell their boss that Myungsoo was gay. Hoya looked at Myungsoo more as Myungsoo just smirked, he was trying to think of something clever to say, he wanted Hoya to hesitate when he saw him - he could always use leverage. "Does our boss know about your... preference?" Myungsoo said his eyes flickering up to Hoya's eyes. He almost laughed at the look of almost terror that he got in return from the man. "So that's a no then." he turned a little to give the man holding onto him a quick peck as if to make it seem like he was monogamous, but he knew that Hoya wasn't drunk enough to not see right through it. "So you don't tell him I like men and I won't tell him you do." Myungsoo said, he was drunk enough to want to seal the deal with a kiss but the hand on his hip reminded him, he was going to get some. Hoya had just nodded at him, not saying anything.
Myungsoo woke up the next day with a headache and in the bed of a stranger, he pulled his clothes on before going into the bathroom, he'd showered last night, he sighed as he noticed that he'd gone to bed with slightly damp hair. He washed off his makeup, and tidied himself up before going back out and leaving a note before starting to walk home. He actually liked walking home the morning after a night out, especially one that had involved him getting laid. Some called it the walk of shame but Myungsoo didn't, there was no shame in what he was doing. He was having sex with consenting adults. Myungsoo walked into his house and smiled at his mother who just looked at him, he knew she knew exactly what he was doing, she knew he was sleeping around, well Myungsoo thought she did from the amount of 'gay' condoms he found in his room. He knew she was ordering them online specifically to give to him. He looked at her as she just continued with breakfast. "If you're not going to come back at least give me a call. And I noticed you left the... things, I left you."
"Yes Mom, I did." Myungsoo said sitting down at the table. "He had them so don't worry." Myungsoo watched for his mothers reaction. "Mom, you don't have to buy me condoms." he sighed as she tensed at the word. "I have one in my wallet at all times, and I only... I'm not going to get with a lot of people in one night. But then I rarely put it on" Myungsoo watched for his mom's reaction. "Mom-"
"Myungsoo! I don't want to hear about what you do." she said almost angrily. "You told me you were the way you are and I accepted that, but can you just keep the details to what I need to know." Myungsoo nodded. "And maybe you could try to settle down, find a nice... man, and do whatever you people do." she sighed, "I always thought you'd have had a big family."
"Mom..." Myungsoo looked down. "We people, we settle down and we love and we have as much of a family we can do." Myungsoo's mom looked at her son, he got up from the breakfast bar. "I actually don't want to talk about my future or the marriage I won't have or the biological kids I can't have. Thanks for this chat Mom. I had safe sex with a nice man." Myungsoo said quietly. "So please can we just leave it."
"Myungsoo I didn't-"
"You did Mom. I know you're still hoping that I'm going through a rough stage and I'm going to come out straight at the end of it. But it's not going to happen mom, I've been this way since I was 13."
"Myung."
"Really Mom, it's fine. I need to go and do some of the extra work and also study for my night class in Chinese and I don't have time for this." Myungsoo said walking through to his room, he hated that conversation. She tried it almost every time. Myungsoo wondered what she always talked about it, he knew that it hurt his mom to talk about it. He knew that she wasn't as accepting as she claimed to be. He also knew if he got himself a nice boyfriend, and fell in love, she would be more accepting. She wanted him to have a family, she wanted him to settle down. She wanted the best for him - and he knew that. He looked up when he heard a knock on the door, his mom walked in, "Mom, it's fine, I know you didn't mean to hurt my feelings. I'm sorry that I haven't found a man and brought him home but Mom, I will one day." Myungsoo's mom nodded.
Myungsoo walked to work the next day - he never went out the night before work it wasn't good for his productivity, and working with a hangover was a bitch. He walked in and his eyes met Hoya's. He looked down again, he remembered what happened. Myungsoo looked at him and then looked away continuing as if nothing had happened, this was not the place to acknowledge what had been seen and what had happened as it put both of their jobs at risk if they discussed it here, but Myungsoo wanted to discuss with Hoya when they were both sober. He was intrigued why a man who wasn’t out went to a gay club - although he could pretty much work it out. He also wanted to see why Hoya wasn’t out - he knew it wasn’t his place but it always made him wonder when men who were older than him weren’t out.
It came sooner than Myungsoo anticipated, meeting Hoya at the start of a night out. Myungsoo, for the first time he could remember, had to make the effort. He knew that doing this with Hoya was not exactly the best idea, it could all get weird at work, and honestly at the time Myungsoo wasn’t thinking of getting with Hoya. He wanted Hoya to open up to him, so he buys Hoya a drink. They sit drinking, Hoya dressed rather simply, and Myungsoo dressed up, like he always did, with makeup. Hoya was quiet, he was always quiet but this was something else, “Don’t be so shy.” Myungsoo said, his hand resting on Hoya’s knee. “You’ll never pull if you’re like this.”
“Not everything is about sex Myungsoo.” Hoya said, drinking his pint, Myungsoo eyed him and smiled, the man was attractive there was no denying it. He would do well in the club if it wasn’t for the fact that he was shy and trying to push everyone away. “Someone is looking at you, checking you out.” Hoya said quietly, ordering himself another drink. Myungsoo turned around and made eye contact with the man before turning back to look at Hoya, who was drinking his new pint. Myungsoo smiled a little at the man, he wasn’t going to do shots but he was going to have a good time.
A couple of pints later Myungsoo managed to convince Hoya to dance and was impressed at the man’s skills, he could really dance. It was unexpected, but it was also so very sexy. Myungsoo tried to keep his head when Hoya started moving against him. He was so very turned on, yet at the same time he wasn’t sure where he wanted to go with it.
He was almost surprised when he ended up leaving with Hoya, it was raining and they were sobering up far too quickly, Myungsoo hadn’t drunk that much to start off with but Hoya was also starting to sober up. Pulling Myungsoo up to the door of his apartment block, Hoya pressed his lips heatedly to Myungsoo’s, Myungsoo felt himself melting against the kiss, he was too sober to allow himself to do this - as he much preferred being drunk. He kissed back, no alcohol needed to fuel him, he felt that Hoya was also sober, Hoya pulled back and smiled, the rain had caused Myungsoo’s makeup to run.
When he was riding Hoya, eyes closed, panting slightly, Hoya’s hips rolling sensually beneath him, Myungsoo tried to push out all feelings that they might just be attracted to each other. As they were coming down from their highs Myungsoo lay next to Hoya, head resting on the pillow and smiled at him. “I can tell I’m not your first.” Myungsoo mumbled as Hoya got up to dispose of the used condom and then get back into the bed. “And by that I mean, I’m not your first guy…” Hoya nodded and lay back down. “You aren’t out though….?”
“No Myungsoo, I’m not.” Hoya said quietly. “I have an older brother and a younger brother, back in Busan. I can’t come out.” Hoya shrugged, “I can’t help the way my family is… you know”, Myungsoo just said nothing, he left it there, it was better to do it that way. “We could try to make a go of it.”
“Not until you come out” Myungsoo mumbled. “I can’t do closets.” Myungsoo fell asleep shortly after in Hoya’s arms.
*+*+*+*+*
A few days later Myungsoo and Hoya were both the only people on the floor working over-time. Hoya stood up and then handed over his phone so, Myungsoo could see. “You saw me in the club?”, Myungsoo said looking at a picture of him dancing with a guy. “What is this?”
“I’m sure our boss will enjoy this.” Hoya said under his breath, Myungsoo just looked at him, the look in his eyes showed he was serious and Myungsoo sighed, he knew what this was about. Myungsoo leant up to try to give Hoya a peck. Hoya moved back.
“Oh he’ll enjoy that will he? I’m sure he’ll be interested to know how his favourite is frequenting gay clubs, how after a few pints he dances so well, and he grinds against men and he has sex with men. How would you like it if your secret was outed?”
“I’m not a fag” Hoya snarled.
“Are you shitting me? You’re just like me, except you probably want it more, I mean you were the one leading when we fucked.” Myungsoo scoffed. “Remember what you said after?” Myungsoo walked over to Hoya who was just stood watching him “And remember my answer.” Myungsoo pressed his tongue against the side of his cheek. “Come out and I will let you take me on a date. How much longer are you going to stay in the closet? I am not your bitch, you can’t get angry cus I am dancing with a guy who is out. We all have to come out Hoya.”
“Stop it.” Hoya almost growled.
“Oh now don’t give me that Hoya.” Myungsoo tilted his head. “All I wanted was the truth. All anyone wants is the truth. Just what do you think you’re going to do in the closet? Sleep with men on the side? Marry a girl? Bring honour to your family? Just what are you achieving with this? I offered you pretty much monogamy if you came out.”
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Myungsoo walked into work and sat at his desk, he noticed everyone looking at him, he rolled his eyes and started working. He went through the day nothing people staring at him. He didn’t know quite what to make of it. He didn’t know what it was about until someone walked past murmuring the word fag. Myungsoo got up and stormed over to Hoya’s desk. “You’re a completely dick, you know that?” Myungsoo said as Hoya looked at him. “Telling everyone I’m gay, because I won’t date you until you come out is really fucking low.”
“Honestly, this had nothing to do with me. I don’t even know that people are saying that about you.”
“Right. Of Course you don’t.” Myungsoo hissed. “Outing me because you’re afraid of being out yourself.”
“What do you want me to do Myungsoo? Tell everyone I’m gay?”
“Show them.” Myungsoo leaned over the desk and kissed Hoya hard, He pulled back and then walked back to his desk.
“I’m gay.” Hoya said abruptly. “I’m gay, so now we all know can we just get the fuck back to work and stop discussing team member’s sexuality.” Hoya went back to his work ignoring everyone else, when he got a text from Myungsoo: I guess you can take me out tomorrow.
Hoya smiled across at Myungsoo and then went back to work, he hadn’t felt ready but maybe it was time.