WEAK SPOT [YEONBIN]

✃THEEDGE✁

Soobin watches closely. Close but distant. He feels as if he's trapped in some headspace. Yeonjun's above him again.

Doing what he wants. As usual.

Soobin couldn't help it. He was lost in the boy's eyes. The boy who is determined to ruin me.

Soobin could still smell his father on Yeonjun's clothes. Soobin doesn't understand why Yeonjun wanted to fuck him while in his clothes. This was deeper than Yeonjun simply wanting to hurt him- it has to be. That's what Soobin feels.

Soobin hates himself. He hates the way he still responds to Yeonjun's touch. The way he clutches onto the suite like a lifeline.

Soobin couldn't believe it. A feeling beyond shame began to creep into every crevice of his being.

"Hit me." Soobin requests, the words leaving his tongue so easily. Yeonjun quirks a brow, the grip he has around the boy's neck stiffens.

"Please!" Soobin pleads. "Do it. Do it."

Yeonjun obliges. Again and again, and again.

The events unfolding leave Soobin light headed and weightless. The shame leaves him more susceptible to Yeonjun's ministrations. A slow smirk grows on Yeonjun's bright cherry lips.

Soobin feels Yeonjun hit inside him so good, causing him to shiver at every thrust. Soobin attempts to throw his head back but Yeonjun's hand, that cradles the back of his neck, forces the boy's gaze forward. Eyes on him.

"I miss that innocent Soobin." Yeonjun pants, his smile seeping into his tone. Yeonjun looks down at where their bodies connect.

"You'd watch this closely, you wouldn't be shying away- like you are now."

"God- Yeonjun!" Soobin cries out, gasping when the boy above him increases his pace.

Yeonjun slows down to lean into the crook of Soobin's soft neck, biting the boy's ear.

"I make you feel innocent though. Right? You know I'm the only one who can make you feel like a sweet innocent little boy."

Soobin's eyes roll back, and he bites his bottom lip hard enough for the skin to turn white.

Yeonjun grunts, moving fast again, Yeonjun throws his head back a bit to get his bangs out of his eyes. Soobin just whimpers and continues to dig his nails into Yeonjun's forearms.

"Fuck-fuck." Yeonjun moans, forearms stinging, Soobin digging them even deeper. It hurt and Yeonjun can't help but think that this might be Soobin's payback for before.

The thought of that churns something in the older's stomach. He growls, a hand coming to wrap around Soobin's neck once more. Yeonjun makes a point to press his thumb hard against Soobin's adam's apple. It's when Yeonjun feels the boy flinch back in clear pain does he decide to press his lips against the younger's forehead. "Here's a truth- I love fucking you because I feel like I see the real you. Right now- I see you."

Soobin squeezes his eyes shut, feeling his tears soothe his burning skin.

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