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weak (m)

weak | "i can only hold back till so much."

warnings? slightly mature
note? this is part one of two, su-hyeok is both older than the rest and on-jo's brother here.

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third person pov (will mostly be this way)

you see, su-hyeok was many things. an annoying brother, a good friend. he was brave, abrasive, slightly reckless at times, but one thing he quickly came to terms with was,

lee se-hyeok can be a very, very weak man.

he pulls back from the kiss. the glow of the moon now spilled over cheong-san's face, and fuck he looked completely, absolutely, wholeheartedly resplendent. his now slightly damp hair disheveled against su-hyeok's sheets, the multitudes of dark mahogany splashed all over him, the noticeable fall and push of his labored breaths from his parted lips, slight dimples showing.

"shit, on-jo's going to kill me." he whispers, breath falling heavy against cheong-san. su-hyeok had promised his little sister that he'd never do this. since they were little on-jo became very aware of her friends interest in her brother. it got to the point of people befriending her just to get closer to him.

so they had settled on an agreement, 'no dating or fooling around with my friends.' su-hyeok has been perfectly content with this, till the very day months back, when he had forgot about his sister mentioning to stay away from the living room as she was having friends over.

su-hyeok claimed he didn't remember, after walking in on her friends chatting about the show on the tv. he had also forgot he was shirtless, fresh from the shower. the group of friends paused at the new comer. silence grew in the room till on-jo had picked up a pillow and flung it at his head,

"put a shirt on you perv!!!"

su-hyeok almost tuned it out as his eyes fell on the boy across him. he couldn't finish studying his face, when on-jo had took it upon herself to pull him back up to his room. he was upset at the interruption of his endeavor but one thing's for sure, he definitely wanted to see that dusty pink stamped over his cheeks again.

leading them to now, as su-hyeok leans over the boy he learns to be cheong-san. lee cheong-san. one of his sisters best friends that was highly off limits.

frankly, se-hyeok doesn't know how he ended up here. one minute he bumps into the younger while on a walk, the next they're joking around in the kitchen of the empty house (;D) and the last he's pinning cheong-san down against his bed.

despite the burning heat running through his veins, su-hyeok can feel the winter cold from the goosebumps washing over cheong-san's naked skin under his palms. su-hyeok's hands slowly finding home over marked skin, unmoving once they reach his hip. his calloused hands rub a slow pattern as he presses more kisses down the column of cheong-san's neck.

his kisses grow more desperate falling in tune with the increasingly harsher whimpers cheong-san lets out. once se-hyeok reaches down he others stomach, he pulls away once again to look him over.

su-hyeok is such a weak man.

"fuck, cheong-san. you...you look,"

"what do i look like...hyung?"

the groan su-hyeok lets out an evident sign of his slowly cracking dignity.

" you look like mine." maybe su-hyeok should've considered that offer to join the art team, maybe he was an artist.

" god, baby you look so fucking good being mine." the thrill of secrecy morphed darkly in his blood, steady beating falling into a liquid bliss, traveling heavy in his veins.

"well then shouldn't you be making me feel like
yours, hyung?"

AHHH OMG STOP THIS IS BAD BUT AHHHHH
I WROTE THIS IN LIKE 10 MINUTES A FEW HOURS AGO, I'LL TRY MY BEST TO PROOFREAD MY CHAPTERS BEFORE THEY COME OUT SO ERE AREN'T TOO MANY ERRORS. PART TWO WILL BE SPICY :)

🌱author eli