Hungry Hippo | sekai

5. End

Warm rays of sunshine invade Sehun's curtains as two men sleep in his king bed. Their legs are tangled in-between each other's and the sheets. Soft paced breathing is the only thing that can be heard. Memories of last night's activities are still fresh since they only put a stop to them a few hours prior.

As the heat of the star becomes too uncomfortable, Sehun squeezes his eyes before letting them behold the sight of sweet Bubblegum. He still smiles at the nickname, hoping it'll last a while. The one good thing that jumped out at him in the Gucci store, and he sure as hell isn't letting it go.

He can see the late sun shining above the downtown and can't help but think about how amazed Jongin looked last night as he saw the city lights. He would've wanted to see his face during a sunrise or set, but he didn't want to wake him from his blissful sleep.

As his eyes shift back to focus on Jongin's growing stubble, his fingers reach out to gingerly touch his features. He knows there's a story behind those scars and dark circles, but he'll save it for another day. He'll gladly take his presence instead since they've got plenty of time.

"Hng, Sehun?" The pink haired man stirs from his sleep with a yawn falling from his lips. The slight touch of the billionaire's hands woke him from his slumber, but he didn't mind since the view wasn't half bad.

"Morning," the younger simply greets, not hiding how in awe he is at the elder's bed face. The slightly dried drool marks. The film on the corners of his eyes from the tears of yawns. The messy pink locks adorning his head. Even his face with red sheet marks couldn't help but make the younger stop breathing

"What time is it?" the elder asks as he stretches his limbs. The second he's done, his body scoots towards Sehun's for his warmth. Sehun's wide smile forms as he feels the elder's own on his chest.

"Why, you going somewhere? Y'know, I'm rich enough to stop time, so don't ask," Sehun says in a low tone, then his cry of pain fills the room. This makes him laugh so hard that the elder can't help but mirror it.

"You're an actual ass. And no, I'm not going anywhere. You're not getting rid of me so quickly," Jongin teases before pinching the younger again but softer this time. Sehun stops smiling once the last word leaves Jongin's mouth, turning their frames on the bed. The pink haired man is now on top of the silver haired man, thighs on either of his sides with Jongin's head laying on his folded arms on his chest. The serious glint in the billionaire's eyes takes Jongin aback, but he braces himself.

"I'm not letting you out of my grasp anytime soon, so don't you ever think that I'm going to. Just tell me you're not going to either." The silence after Sehun's confession actually sends some unwanted nerves through his spine. Their eyes keep the gaze, and they keep searching for something. Then, Jongin's own turn into crescents before his face comes closer to the younger's.

Their lips connect chastely, and it's meant to be savored. Tingles run down both men's spines as lips dance against each other at a moderate pace. Jongin's bottom lip can feel the younger's tongue swiping it before gently prodding it. The kiss becomes even more savory once Sehun's tool purposefully and slowly explores Jongin's cavern. The sighs of bliss is music to their ears, and the expanse of skin contacting the other's is cleansing massage. Heads move in sync and angle themselves since their lips are craving for more. Though, their lungs take priority Sehun realizes when the elder's whine for air sounds. They part with a string of saliva connecting them and rush of heat. Jongin's forehead rests against Sehun's as he takes deep breaths. He gingerly places a small kiss on the temple of the younger's head.

"I'm not going anywhere any time soon. You can definitely trust me on that." With that, the billionaire's a grinning mess again, thinking about how smart he was to skip work, find Jongin, help him, and take him back to his place. "Oh god, you're thinking about how great you were for helping me in the Gucci store, aren't you?" Jongin groans, which just gets swallowed by Sehun's lips. The rest of the morning is thrown into a heated make out session as the two men toss and turn in the sheets with nips of the lip and escaping laughs. Only when Sehun hears Yubin's ringtone an hour later, do they actually stop, but not without Sehun's signature complaint.

"Those money-whoring, dick headed, asses!" Sehun shouts, relishing in the feeling of Jongin's laugh vibrating against his cheek. 

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// That's the end. There's a bonus chapter I made, so please check it out. Thanks for reading this far, and please vote and comment!