Pisaeng held on to the hallway walls as he stumbled his way to his goal. His two left feet miraculously arrived in front of the familiar door. He shook his head to clear his blurry vision and knocked insistently on the door.
Through his foggy brain and racing mind he heard the sucking of perfect teeth behind the closed door. He raised his hand and knocked harder. His heart felt as heavy as his steps. Nothing had gone according to plan.
He blinked hard as the door finally opened to reveal the person he'd been missing during his own wedding. He looked fucking adorable. His bowtie and suspenders simultaneously accentuated his lean figure while at the same time giving him an air of innocence that was endearing and intoxicating at the same time.
"Why are you not at your wedding?" Kawi exclaimed with wide eyes.
Pisaeng glared at him and stumbled forward, but Kawi quickly sidestepped to let him inside. He ambled clumsily to the middle of the room and stood there listless. He'd lost everything today. A really good friend and maybe the love of his life. He'd been so stupid and cowardly. How had he let himself become the second lead in his own story?
Kawi closed the door and walked cautiously toward Pisaeng as if he was an injured animal. He sniffed Pisaeng's white suit jacket and his nose wrinkled with the strong smell of liquor.
"Are you drunk?" he asked incredulously. Was this a nightmare? How had Pisaeng stood up the most wonderful woman he had ever known and what the hell was he doing here? How had things gotten so messed up? How did he end up being the best man of his rival and how were they close enough for him to come into his room as if it was his home?
Kawi was about to scold Pisaeng when the drunk man finally turned toward him. His face was flushed from the alcohol and his arms hung limply at his side as if he was defeated. As if he'd surrendered to something he'd been battling a long time.
Pisaeng walked closer. His eyes laser focused on Kawi, startling him. The way Pisaeng was looking at him was different. He blinked rapidly as he tried to ascertain what Pisaeng's eyes were trying to communicate, but it was too late. Quicker than a drunk man had a right to be, Pisaeng pulled Kawi into his arms and pressed his lips against his.
The first think Kawi thought was that he tasted like rum. The second was that he'd never noticed how broad Pisaeng's shoulders were. They hid Kawi's entire frame in his arms. Kawi's eyes snapped open at his thoughts. What the hell were they doing?
Pisaeng let out a long moan of relief as his lips clumsily plastered themselves against Kawi's. His hands cradled his beloved's face firmly as he kept them there, connected. Kawi panicked and tried to push Pisaeng's bulky frame away from his, but he was surprisingly no match against him.
Pisaeng pressed tighter against him. Their bodies smashed together from thighs to forehead. Kawi gasped for breath as he tried to push Pisaeng away from him. Did he think he was Pear? What had he done? Maybe he'd been crazy to think he could change his fate.
Kawi's wrist hurt as he tried his hardest to push away Pisaeng. When that didn't work he tried to grab his hands to rip them away from where they were buried in his hair. "Please..." he tried in between kisses.
Pisaeng hauled him against his body with a hand on his back while one hand cradled his neck and yanked it backwards. Kawi gasped against his lips. Pisaeng took advantage of this opportunity to sweep his tongue inside. His lush lips sucked on to both of Kawi's as he tried to inhale him.
Kawi's brain shut down and his eyes fluttered closed as he accepted the ravaging kiss. His tongue sought Pisaeng's shyly and flicked against the tip. Tingles traveled down his spine when he felt Pisaeng erection against his abdomen. Before he knew it, the back of his knees touched the back of his bed and he was falling. This was it. He was really going to die this time.
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BL Compilation
FanfictionHello, everyone! Deviating from my usual format, this will be a compilation of one-chapter stories from my favorite BLs. I'm willing to take requests as long as I like the couple. Feel free to specify the series, kind of story you want (bdsm, fluff...