Ateez OS (Smut Vers.)

⛧Soccer is "straight" - Vol.2 -

The real tea, lovelies

⛧ Boy x Boy
⛧ Top: Hongjoong
⛧ Bottom: Seonghwa
⛧ Locker room
⛧ Dirty talking
⛧ Rough

Inspired by YeosangsChickenlmao
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As always, the stadium was sold out, and every single seat was occupied.

Fans were screaming, cheering, and making noise while holding colorful flags with either an eagle on red or a lion on black. T-Shirts with those logos could be spotted in the crowd and some fans even painted their faces in the colors of their team.

The cheerleaders were out on the field, showing their impressive skills while the teams which soon would play against each other walked in, causing the whole stadium to erupt in screams and shrill whistles.

Not soon after the short team cheer-on, both captains walked to the referee to greet each other.

Hongjoong slowly let his gaze glide over Seonghwa. The older looked damn hot in his black tricot and the black shorts. His wavy hair fell down his forehead and his chocolate-colored eyes seemed as hard as ever. The older boy smirked as he saw Hongjoong eyeing him. As the referee mentioned they both shook each other's hands, and both gripped a bit harder than necessary.

The younger used the short seconds where both of them were close enough to whisper Seonghwa a short phrase into his ear:"The winner gets to top. I hope you're ready to lose."

They always did it like that. It started after their first hook-up, both couldn't forget their shared night. Hongjoong wanted to do it again, Seonghwa wanted to do it again, and somehow, they kept meeting and having adult fun time. But they were no couple, no friends, just rivals with benefits. Yeah, you can say it that way. Everyone at school still thought Seonghwa was as straight as a stick and he definitely didn't want to change that.

They parted, both glaring at each other while they waited for the referee to flip a coin to decide who gets to do the kickoff.

It was Hongjoong's turn.

The whistle blew.

And the game started.

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Seonghwa was the last one left in the locker room.

He just finished showering, his other teammates were long gone, probably busy partying and just thinking about how to get wasted. The ravenette had no intentions to join them.

He had an appointment in approximately-

BLAMM!!!

Now. In approximately now.

Seonghwa casually turned around while he lifted a towel up to rub through his hair. He was not surprised to see Hongjoong standing in the doorway, his hair still wet from the shower, which he most likely took after the game finished.

The two boys just stared at each other. The ravenette proudly noticed how the younger's gaze trailed down his still slightly wet chest, down to the part the white towel hid. And because he felt like it, the older decided to smirk:"Hongjoong. I thought we'd meet at 7?" The younger hissed:"Shut up." Then he entirely entered the room and closed the door behind him, didn't lock it though.

Hongjoong slowly stepped closer, taking his time:"You lost the game, Hwa. You know what that means." The older let himself be pushed with his back against the lockers, baring his neck almost immediately for his lover. The redhead placed a tender kiss on his collarbone. Seonghwa gasped as hot breath hit his ear:"You're all mine now and I'll fuck you. Like the slut you are."