Jeongin's heart bled for the crying idol in his arms. He held the door open, still holding Hyunjin's waist as they entered their apartment, helping him sit on the couch. He took the beautiful man's face in his hands, wiping away tears as Hyunjin tried to push him away. "Don't touch me," he choked, "I'll dirty your hands."
Jeongin fought back, grabbing the idol's wrists and pushing them back against the couch. Hyunjin winced, turning away, trying to hide his face. Jeongin grabbed his chin, forcing the man to face him. "Look at me," he commanded, Hyunjin hiccuping as he did as he was told.
"Listen to me. Chan was wrong to say those things, ok? He was wrong. He of all people should know better." He paused, trying his best to find the right words. "Look... I meant what I said, back there. I already knew how you were before I asked you out. I'd heard the rumors, I even saw you with Channi--... Chan, that night, and I didn't care. I only cared about being with you, and that's all I care about, now." Hyunjin seemed to calm as Jeongin spoke, the model's hand moving from his chin to gingerly stroke his cheek. "You have the most beautiful soul I've ever seen in my life," he continued. "You might not be able to see it, but I do. You do what you're passionate about, not just because it brings you joy, but because it brings joy to others. You work extra hard to make every performance an experience. You make people happy, and if you use your body to do it, on or off stage, so be it."
Hyunjin sniffled, slowly sitting back up. "You don't mind?" he asked. "That I'm a slut?" Jeongin scoffed, shaking his head. "Not even a little bit," he said. "If it was something you needed, I'd let you sleep with whoever you wanted... help you, even. Just... stay honest with me and love me back enough to come home to me." Hyunjin cocked his head, moving in closer, placing a hand on Jeongin's.
"Innie... part of saying yes to being with you was deciding I didn't need that, anymore." Jeongin met the man's gaze, his own face stoic with sincerity. "I was surprised when you asked me because... well, to be honest, I'd always thought of you as an innocent dongsaeng. I never thought you were even interested in dating, let alone being with someone... like me. I know I've done a lot of things most people would never dream of... but I wanted to take your feelings seriously."
"Do you miss it, though?" the model asked. "Be honest." Hyunjin thought for a moment.
"Sometimes I miss the fun ones."
"Like what?"
Hyunjin laughed, shifting awkwardly. "Like getting gangbanged by 7 seonbae at their album release party."
Jeongin leaned on his elbow, looking intrigued, but to Hyunjin's surprise, not at all deterred or disappointed. It seemed the younger man meant what he said.
"What else excites you?" Jeongin ran a hand up the idol's thigh, both soothing and enticing. "I want to hear more." Hyunjin's whole body sighed, goosebumps rising on his arms.
"I used to get railed in the locker room stalls. Those were usually just quickies, but it was exciting when people would come in. I'm sure I probably got caught and no one said anything."
"What else?" Jeongin's hand reached his inner thigh. He was clearly turned on by learning Hyunjin's history. The idol continued.
"Chan was right about one thing," he admitted. "I did sleep with a lot of the higher ups."
"Mr. Seo?"
Hyunjin paused. "Yes."
"Does Changbin know?"
"I hope not." Hyunjin thought for a moment. "We went to a big house on his private island. It was just the two of us, so I doubt we got caught."
"But the rumors..."
"There were a lot of those. I think that rumor started before we ever even did anything, though."
Jeongin's hand moved closer. "Did you enjoy it?"
Hyunjin's cheeks burned, his heart racing. "Yes."
"A lot?"
"Very much so."
Jeongin unbuttoned Hyunjin's jeans.
"Is there anything you fantasized about but never got to do?"
Hyunjin's breath was bated as he answered, leaning back as Jeongin came onto him. "When I became legal, I used to go to clubs with supposed gloryholes," he said. "I always thought it would be fun to try, but I never got to see them. I was always with friends from school, so we'd drink and party, but I couldn't be as crazy as I wanted to be." Jeongin nodded, understandingly, moving in to kiss the idol as he slipped his pants off his hips.
"Should we move this to the bedroom before you tell me more?"

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Seoulstruck (Stray Kids, 18+)
FanfictionFelix works at a French patisserie. Bangchan is a music producer. Hyunjin is an idol. Changbin is a CEO's son. Minho is a choreographer. Jisung is an underground rapper. Jeongin is a model. Seungmin is a photographer. How will each of their paths cr...