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Haruto smashed his lips on Doyoung's the moment they got inside the younger's place. The kiss was hungry, intense and full of the longing they felt for each other. Doyoung devastated Haruto entirely with his changed look. And the lustful beast in Haruto came to action- he grasped Doyoung's black and red jersey so tight, squeezed the muscles on Doyoung's chest with equal force. His other hand was on Doyoung's small black hair, fisting it tight. He was so used to Doyoung's long silky brown hair that the slight poking from the end of the short hair felt new to him. And he liked it like crazy.

Haruto pushed Doyoung without breaking the kiss. Doyoung stumbled backwards, but he knew Haruto wouldn't let him fall, for he had a hand on Doyoung's waist, once again grabbing his jersey. The heavy sound of breathing and sucking on each other's lips spiralled in the silent room, ringing in their ears. Haruto smashed Doyoung's body on the wall, and took both of his palms, intertwining their fingers.

"You look so sexy!" Haruto whispered in Doyoung's ear, who stirred from the impact. It wasn't his intention to seduce Haruto with a haircut. Like the boring long hair was bothering him, he wanted a change. But now that he knew how much Haruto liked it, he thanked his friend silently. After all, Sunoo was the one who actually suggested it.

Haruto went back to kissing him. He left Doyoung's palms to put a hand underneath that jersey. Doyoung's sweat dried up and his body was kinda sticky. Of course, Haruto didn't mind. He kept caressing Doyoung's milky white skin under that black jersey. Doyoung was so slim that his ribs came in contact with Haruto.

"You should eat more, Kim." Haruto said again. Doyoung looked at him with hooded eyes. Nope, he didn't need that sweet talk at that moment. So he pulled Haruto's face again, to aggressively kiss his lips. His lisp moved faster than Haruto's, taking the lead of the kiss. He swore Haruto's tongue knew magic, because he wanted more and more of it. Sucking in the younger's whole mouth wasn't enough for him.

Doyoung placed both of Haruto's hands on his hips, a mere gesture for Haruto to go either way, front or back. Haruto understood. He sneaked both of his hands in the back of Doyoung's shorts, feeling the smooth soft skin on Doyoung's butt. He played with the muscles there for a few seconds, until he took the elder off guard by lifting him. Doyoung immediately locked his legs around Haruto, held him around the neck. They didn't break the kiss. Even when Haruto climbed up the stairs to go to his room.

Once in the room, Haruto took off Doyoung's jersey in the blink of an eye. First, his palm touched Doyoung's abdomen, but soon, he wished to take a taste of that salty skin. When his lips met the area first, Doyoung stopped him with a palm on those lips.

"You can't do that now, Ruto." He said. Haruto frowned, "Why?"

"I need to shower first." The typical clean freak in Doyoung hit again.

"It's okay, I have-"

"No problem I know." Doyoung chuckled, "But I had a game today. I'm exceptionally dirty now."

"Yeah but you'll have to shower afterwards anyway, so let me just-" Haruto went to kiss Doyoung's abdomen again, but Doyoung stopped him a second time.

"I'll be quick, okay?" He said, "Just wait a little while, you can prepare something too if you want." He winked.

"But I can't wait anymore!" Haruto whined, "You know I missed this."

"I know." Doyoung cheekily said, "And I missed it too. That's why I wanna make it perfect." He held Haruto's face, like convincing a little kid, "Bring me clothes and a towel."

Haruto had a long face, he was so excited! But he didn't wanna disobey Doyoung. One, he really was whipped, so much that he didn't wanna displease Doyoung, even for a single second. Two, Doyoung was actually scary. Once he set his mind to something, disobeying that was probably not a good idea.