Once Yeosang had finally gotten back home and got ready to cook, that is, after he and Jongho had locked themselves in the bathroom to heavily make out, he prepared everything and forced his boyfriend to sit at the table and watch him.
Jongho didn't mind, he liked staring at his boyfriend and he liked analyzing all the details, especially his ass.
"I told you to stare but you can blink, y'know? You've been staring at me so hard I don't know what to think. It's actually not fair because I can't stare at you that long."
Jongho laughed but frowned afterwards when he realized that Yeosang wouldn't be given that chance.
"Mayhaps one day we'll get to the point. For now, just stare as much as you can."
"Okay, I wanna know what you guys keep talking about," Seonghwa spoke up, needing to know everything. "First I hear you guys saying something about a training session and Jongho keeps saying things about staring and looking him in the eye. So I wanna know why that's such a big deal."
"That’s none of your concern," Jongho replied with a smile. "Only if Yeosang wants to tell you."
"Don't bother them. They don't have to tell you all their little secrets," Hongjoong lightly scolded, making Seonghwa pout and cross his arms.
Hongjoong couldn't help but place a quick peck on the male’s lips before focusing on what he had been doing on his laptop. At least Seonghwa shut up and continued snuggling into his boyfriend’s side.
Yeosang baked until four that evening, having filled the kitchen table with all his baked and canned foods. Jongho's eyes sparkled upon seeing the food and Yeosang felt himself grow weak.
"Thank you!" Jongho gushed, grabbing a pie to inhale. "How can I repay you?"
"Hmm, how about you decide that before I leave?" Yeosang suggested with a smirk.
He had not planned on making Jongho anything sweet such as pie but he couldn't help but put his pie making skills to use and to at least leave one treat for his boyfriend.
"In that case, the bathroom is free," Jongho replied with a smirk of his own.
"NO FUCKING IN THIS HOUSE!" Seonghwa screeched, standing on the bed with a threatening finger.
The two ignored Seonghwa's yells and made their way to the bathroom. Jongho did a tiny wave directed to the others as he closed the door and a click was heard to indicate that they were now locked in.
"Oh my god, how can this be happening?" Seonghwa whined, pushing away the laptop and settling down on Hongjoong's lap in disdain.
"I don't think they'll do anything nasty," Yunho comforted, "Yeosang wouldn't live in peace knowing we heard anything."
A sudden scream was heard from the bathroom and the four froze, turning to look at each other.
"Hesus fuck. It seems like Jongho doesn't know how to do it properly," Mingi tsked.
"JONGHO!" Yeosang screeched.
The four weren’t sure if they were supposed to move or stay on Seonghwa's bed on the verge of panicking.
The door to the bathroom flew open and everyone held their breaths, hoping they wouldn't be seeing anybody parts but instead were met with Yeosang running out and bouncing onto the bed with the four.
"Don't overreact, Sang-ie! Besides, it was small and wouldn't hurt you!" Jongho exclaimed, walking out of the bathroom with a frown.
"Why would you admit your dick is small?" Seonghwa asked, puzzled.
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Stendhal's Syndrome - JongSang ✔︎
Fanfiction~Stendhal's Syndrome~ A very rare condition, also known as Aesthetic Syndrome, in which the presence of beauty causes; Chest Pain, Rapid Heart Beat, Irregular Breathing, Loss of Consciousness, etc A tale in which Kang Yeosang was diagnosed with Sten...
