𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 (𝘪'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦)

give me your loneliness (and i'll give you mine)

This was what he loved the most in their relationship, how Hyunjin would treat him like he was something so precious and fragile, it made him feel so worthy when he otherwise could never, it let him feel like so just for the few hours before the feeling was gone.

Chan truly thought he was no less than blessed by the gods just with having Hyunjin, and felt so undeserving and parasitic each time Hyunjin showed any affection towards him.

But if Hyunjin knew under that nearly always present smile of everything’s alright! that this was why Chan held onto those times so desperately, without a moment of hesitance he’d spend every second of his living solely to tell Chan just how worthy he was, he really would.

Taking his time settling down in straddling Chan’s lap, he felt a fond smile grow as he came to meet Chan’s eyes looking at him intently, waiting for each of his next movements.
So desperate to please, and with how well Hyunjin had come to know Chan in this sort of a setting, he could place Chan’s intentions in mere seconds.

Placing a hand at the side of Chan’s jaw, Hyunjin pressed his lips against the other’s in a tender kiss, slow and delicate as the two fell into a rhythm familiar to them.

They both shared in common not wanting anything to be rough or hurtful, they were more than content with their gentle pace they had come to be accustomed to. They didn’t mind that they both were fairly vanilla past either a few basic restraints and a controlled mix of degrading words with ones of praise.

They were content with what they had as long as they just had each other.

Hyunjin was the one to pull away, although reluctantly, after truthfully not knowing how long they had been pulling each other back in for more and yet more. If he could, he'd have spend all his moments simply kissing Chan dumb, knowing the other would love the same.

His eyes fell upon the string of spit connecting their lips for a last few moments before it broke off, and couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle at the sight, wiping his lips dry from it.

When he brought his gaze up to Chan, he almost let out a moan at the sight of just how needy the older already was by him, wide-eyed and pleading as he stared up at Hyunjin. It was easy to tell that Chan was itching to voice something out, so he let him.

“What is it that you want to say, sweetheart?”

He murmured out the words while moving to press a palm against Chan’s bare chest, resting upon where he could perceive his stumbling heartbeat, Chan’s eyes following his movements obediently as per usual.

Every smooth and crease drawn along Chan’s body was just known by Hyunjin, engraved into his mind like an inscription and it would be something that simply could never leave his memory, quickly having become second nature to him.
Yet his touch never ceased to thrill them both, sparks flaring like it was their first all over again.

The words registered in Chan’s mind at a slower pace, and the moment it clicked into understanding, his eyes snapped back up to Hyunjin’s own as he still looked up with an uncertainty, unsure of whether to speak or not.
Hyunjin couldn’t help but form a warm smile at that, he didn’t know how he got so lucky to have someone as sweet and obedient as Chan.

“Use your words sweetheart, tell me what you want to say.”

Chan lowered his eyes, unable to meet Hyunjin’s, before murmuring out in a desperate confession.

“Need– need you Jinnie, hurts. Please?”

💌

With a final cry of Hyunjin’s name, he came in what he distantly guessed as his third, maybe even fourth time that night, unable to even think straight past the haze of pure pleasure taking over his mind.