PRETTY BOY | Seongjoong ✨

~11~

Yup, Hongjoong was turned on.

As Seonghwa got closer to him and sat on the couch, Hongjoong squirmed a bit, crossing his legs and pulling the hoodie lower just to hide himself. 'What is wrong with me?' he panicked, not receiving this kind of reaction ever in his life before. Of course, he did get aroused at times, but it was either from wet dreams that he didn't remember after or just from too much hormones. But it never happened because of a certain person, ever.

"are you okay, pretty boy?" Hwa noticed the boy beside him acting uneasy. He placed his hand on one of the younger's knees in a comforting manner, not expecting to only worsen his condition.

"yeah, h-hyung" the red haired boy stuttered, not really knowing how to behave. The model will be the death of him one day.

Hongjoong's legs covered with goosebumps at the touch and if it wasn't for the fact he attended whole body waxing a few times, probably every single hair on his body would stood up, too.

Seonghwa noticed the reaction, smiling to himself lightly, loving how much control he had over the younger's body. Hwa was always a daring person, quiet but confident and was never scared to take the lead. That's how his kink begun after all. He did not like being submissive, nor having anyone saying 'no'.

He decided to try going a little further, as he stroked his hand higher, switching its place from the knee, up to the younger's thigh.

Hongjoong was keeping his head down, trying to compose himself, but his breath hitched and he jumped slightly as he felt the older's hand making its way under the hoodie.

'fuck, his hand is so big. he can easily fit my whole thigh in it. why is he so sexy' he cursed the man in his head and didn't forget to scold himself too, for loving the unexpected touch.

Seonghwa was so into the younger looking all shy and embarrassed, that he felt his own sweatpants getting tighter.

'fuck, i should've worn boxers' he thought to himself, cursing his life decisions. The thing was, he wasn't a big fan of wearing underwear at home. His sweatpants were more comfortable that way.

Seonghwa was looking at the younger sexily, wandering how the hell the atmosphere changed so rapidly. Was it because he wasn't wearing a shirt?

Either way, he kind of liked it.
He scooted closer to Hongjoong, putting his free hand under his chin and lifting it up, making the younger look at him.

The blush that was covering Hongjoong's cheeks was so prominent, Seonghwa almost wanted to chuckle at how flustered he got the smaller boy. This is how he liked it the most, taking control of his partner.

That is actually when he remembered the two aren't in any sort of relationship... yet. Maybe he was scaring the younger off? He decided to brush his thoughts as he brought his face closer to the younger's.

To say that Hongjoong's heart was beating fast, would be a major misunderstanding. He felt as if he was about to have a heart attack, all because of the skinship.

As his face was held by one of Hwa's hands, he looked up into his eyes, feeling his cheeks literally burning. The sensation was familiar since it happened a lot for the past 2 days, but this time it was even more severe.

You know that tingling feeling inside of your body when you're turned on and really like the other person? Hongjoong was feeling just that, the feeling foreign yet addictive. He saw older's eyes glancing down onto his lips, making the tingling sensation switch to that part of his face. The action made Hongjoong lick his lower lip, subconsciously biting it, a habit of his.