Very Unlikely (Seongjoong)

~16 FINAL~

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Smut warning*

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A year had passed. Another November falling over them yet again. The happiness of the holidays spread around once more.

A year.

An entire year with the beautiful, now, blue haired boy seated next to him.

A year since the letters were placed at Jongho, and Seonghwa's door.

A year since Seonghwa fell in love.

The bet. A year since the bet as well. The one Seonghwa eventually lost. His body finally winning over his mind.

Though, Hongjoong never told Seonghwa what he wanted for winning.

He remembers Hongjoong laughing. Cheering at the fact that he wasn't the one who lost.

But it was sad-? In a way. Knowing the only reason Hongjoong won was because of a trauma response that happened in his brain.

He never asked for sex. Never wanted to be touched, or touch another.

A year.

Not that Seonghwa was complaining. He understood completely. But it didn't make his mind quit longing for the sexual touch of his lover.

The two sat snuggled into each other. Watching a Netflix documentary. Hongjoong had his leg draped over Seonghwa's lap, his arms rested securely around Seonghwa's torso. His eyes would flutter closed once in awhile. Sleepiness overtaking his body.

Seonghwa felt Hongjoong snuggle his face inti the crook of his neck. Smiling against the skin. Happily sighing.

"Hey Seonghwa?"
Hongjoong asked for his attention.

Seonghwa hummed. Resting his cheek on too of Hongjoong's soft hair.

"Can i ask you something?"
Hongjoong said. His hand finding it's way up Seonghwa's shirt, resting against his bare stomach.

Seonghwa's breath hitched in his throat. His muscles tensing.

"Is everything okay?"
Seonghwa asked at his boyfriend's strange behavior

Hongjoong nodded against his neck.
"Yeah. But I know what I want for that bet."
He stated. His fingers lightly tracing the defined muscles of Seonghwa's abdomen.

"And what's that?"
Seonghwa asked, smiling. He knew Hongjoong couldn't see his face, but it didn't matter.

"I want- I want you."
Hongjoong said. Removing his face from Seonghwa's neck to look at him in the eyes.

Seonghwa cocked his head.
"What would you like me to do?"
He laughed.

"I want you to make me feel good- like actually good. I want caring sex, for once. I want it to be loving, and slow. I want warm skin against mine. And I want you. And only you."
Hongjoong said. His voice soft.