Desire (ATEEZ Boy x Boy Oneshots Book II)

M | Sweet | Seonghwa x Hongjoong

Requested by rjnhui

Hongjoong scrolled through his phone with a bored expression. There was nothing to do.

The house was clean — cleaned twice, actually; clothes were washed, and dinner was ready to be heated. He'd done all his chores to prepare for Seonghwa's arrival.

But Seonghwa was working late.

Hongjoong despised this aspect of his promotion. Though he was earning more for both of them, his supervisor changed his shift to begin earlier. Now Hongjoong's schedule couldn't coincide with his boyfriend's.

It's okay; it's only a few hours...

Hongjoong bit his inner cheek thoughtfully. Then he pulled himself up onto the couch and lay stomach-down to text.

'Friend <3':

H: seonghwaaaaa

H: i miss you

H: i love you 🥺

H: come home

S: [typing...]

S: What's wrong love?

S: I love you too

H: im bored

S: I noticed

H: come home

[Read.]

Hongjoong sighed. Seonghwa tried, he knew, but every day he longed to have his presence nearby the most time possible.

So Hongjoong stood, turned off all lights and tidied up some more, then chose to lay in bed rather than sit or stand around.

In bed, Hongjoong thought of his boyfriend. Three years dating, and he still couldn't believe how lucky he was to have such a sweetheart at his side named Seonghwa.

He was charismatic, responsible, hardworking, and always loved to shower Hongjoong with the sweetest compliments and kisses.

Hongjoong envisioned their first hug as friends. A long time ago. But when he felt Seonghwa's lips on his own, he knew this was their first kiss.

Seonghwa's lips. Its taste was like his personality: sweet. Everything about him tasted like candy. And when they touched his skin, he felt like they'd stick to him forever.

Suddenly images of their first time ran into Hongjoong's mind, and though he didn't mean to fall into a pit of illicit thoughts, he couldn't help it.

Their first time was soft. Seonghwa took it easy. He assured Hongjoong he wouldn't do anything he wasn't allowed to by him. So Hongjoong trusted him.

The second was slightly different. They'd been drunk and "did it" at a friend's bedroom at a party.

And the third... Completely different.

Hongjoong couldn't help himself. It was like a heatwave came over him, a period of days when he clung to Seonghwa and vowed to either make his partner feel good with blowjobs or have Seonghwa tease him with dirty kisses.

So when they met in the second-floor bathroom of their college during a lecture, it was expected.

Hongjoong recalled vivid moments from that day. Seonghwa's lips were hungrily grazing his neck as he clawed away at Hongjoong's tight jeans.

At one point, Seonghwa had Hongjoong pinned over the sinks, fingers gripping his scalp. But the moment he rocked inside him, he released and instead stroked Hongjoong's hair.