↱FORBIDDEN COLORS↲ ⇾seongjoong⇽

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Seonghwa rolled out of bed and promptly fell on his ass.

A groan stuttered past his lips and he clamped the, together to muffle it as tears welled in his eyes because holy fucking ouchhhh – what the shit did he do to himself?

"Seonghwa?" Yunho's tired voice graveled from sleep muttered into the morning air, the light from outside still hesitant to enter the room through the thickly drawn curtains.

Laced with concern, the question was followed by a grunt and a shuffling of the mattress and Seonghwa knew he was getting up to check on him.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

What should he say?

How did he explain?

Seonghwa grasped at the sheets on his bed, trying to pull himself up, his muscles groaning in protest, his spine aching in a way he didn't know it could.

Yunho was beside him, grip tight on Seonghwa's arm as he helped him up, a small sound of pain escaping Seonghwa's lips as Yunho helped him back onto the bed, staring at him with wide-blown concern, hair still tousled from sleep.

"Seonghwa? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Seonghwa considered lying, letting the possibility rest on his tongue.

But it was Yunho, so after glancing at Jongho's bed to make sure he was really gone, Seonghwa leaned in close, grimaced at his truth, and admitted.

"Yunho, I did something last night?"

Yunho was still staring at him wide-eyed, leaning in closer with a nod for Seonghwa to continue.

Seonghwa swallowed.

"I went to that club I was talking about."

If possible, Yunho's eyes widened further.

"Last night?"

Seonghwa nodded.

"D-did someone hurt you? Oh my god, Seonghwa," Yunho's lip quivered, grip tightening on his friend's arm, "Oh my god, are you hurt?"

"No, no, no," Seonghwa rushed to say, arms out, "I mean, kinda."

Yunho's eyes rounded like saucers, tears ready to fall and a cry resting on his tongue.

"But it was good," Seonghwa pressed his hands to Yunho's chest, stifling a laugh at the encounter.

At the memory.

"I'm just sore, Yunho. Like really sore."

"From... sex?" Yunho gaped at him.

"You had sex last night?"

Seonghwa nodded.

"Like, the gay sex?"

Seonghwa laughed behind his hand.