Hold Me Close (woosan)

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Hongjoong pov:
It was morning and we were free all week, we had a lot of work preparing for our comeback so the manager gave us the week off.

I was sitting in bed, painting my nails a pretty blue color. I was so focused on staying in between the lines that I didn't notice seonghwa walking into the room. I blowed on my fingers to make them dry faster until I noticed him. He's not leaving much to my imagination. He's wearing shorts and no shirt. He just got out of the shower so his hair is still wet, which only makes him hotter. "Painting your nails, baby?" He said as he backhugged me, his chest on my back. I gulped and nodded. "Oh? What's wrong baby?" He asked and I blushed hard. "N-nothing, hwa" I stuttered as I covered the buldge in my pants with my sweater. He leaned his head on my shoulder. "Such pretty nails hm? On my pretty baby" he teased and kissed my cheek. "Yah who said you could steal my sweater?" He asked teasingly. "Me, seonghwa. Me, your boyfriend, your love, your baby, your baby boy" I said, suddenly gaining confidence. He licked his lips and looked at me. "Oh yeah? You did hm? Well I didn't allow you, little boy. Take it off" he said and my eyed went wide. "N-no h-hwa I won't!" I said. He chuckled "why not hm? What are you hiding from me?" He asked and he tried to lift it up from my back but I moved away quickly. "No! Don't!" I said, covering myself more. "Oh? You are hiding something from me" he said and I shook my head. I tried backing away as he crawled towards me, hovering over my body. His hands trapped my waist. "Got you! Now take it off" he said, smirking. "N-no I won't!" I said again and he tilted his head. He put his knee very close to my crotch, millimeters away from it. "Oh really now, you won't? Fine. I'll do it myself baby boy" he said and he grabbed the sweater and he lifted it up slightly, revealing the buldge in my sweats. "What do we have here? Horny joongie? Do I need to pleasure you? Do you need my touching?" He whispered in my ear and I bit my lip, holding back a whine. His hands gliding all over my chest, teasing my nipples. "D-daddy please.." I said quietly, looking away. "Hm? What baby?" He said Oh so gently but oh so hot. "Please t-touch me everywhere.." I whispered and he his hands held my waist. "Of course I will touch you, baby. Anything for my horny little boy" he teased and I whined. He kissed me deeply and I kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he entered his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue and rolled my eyed. I was very needy, just for him. I'm his. I grinded against his leg. He held my waist and he moved along with my hips. He pulled away and I whined. "N-need you so b-bad" I moaned quietly. He took my pants and boxers off and rolled the sweater up. He sucked on my nipple and played with the other. I moaned loudly and shivered under his touch. "I'll make you feel so good good, baby. I love you so much" he said and I blushed. "I love you m-more!" I whined the last part when I suddenly felt a pair of cold fingers enter me. I threw my head back. He moved his fingers fastly and he started spreading his fingers apart, stretching me. "Please fuck me, hwa... please fuck me hard, daddy.. please I need you in me.." I begged, out of breath. He made me feel so loved under his touch. "I will, baby. I will fuck you so good baby" he whispered. He sped up his fingers and I moaned louder. "Stealing daddy's sweater hm? I wanted to wear that and you knew... were you planning this hm?" He asked and I shook my head no. "N-no daddy! I-it just has your smell and I wanted to wear it c-cuz I love you!" I moaned out. "Awww so cute hm?" He whispered in my ear as he entered me slowly. I threw my head back and grabbed the sweater and held it over my mouth, hand sliding down to stroke myself as I inhaled his scent. "Cutie" he said and I blushed harder. He moved fast and deep into me as I moaned into the sweater. He eventually took the sweater off, pulled my hand away and stroked me. His thrusts and strokes were getting more sloppy as we were both getting closer to cumming. "N-need to cum!" I moaned out. "Me too baby, let's cum together hm? I love you so much" he said and we both came. I rolled my eyes back as I felt him shoot his cum deep inside of me as I came over my stomach. I breathed heavily and closed my eyes. I was in a daze. He cleaned me and put some clean sheets on our bed. He held me in his arms and I just laid my head on his chest.

Seonghwa pov:
We cuddled for a while until we hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" I said. The door opened, revealing a wooyoung with cute ribbons in his hair, a pacifier in his mouth and a blanket wrapped around him with San holding him. "Morning, hyungs.. could you maybe watch him for a while? I really want to workout and I heard that you were awake" he said and I chuckled. "Of course we can! Well I can. Hongjoongie is sleepy" I said and he smiled. "Little wooyoungie is too. I think he'll just fall asleep if you cuddle him" San said and wooyoung clinged onto him. "No weave appa pwease.." the little said in a tired voice. San chuckled "I'll be back when you leave this room, baby" he said as he stroked the littles' hair. "Pwomise?" The little looked up at him and San nodded. "Promise, baby" he said and kissed his cheek. "Otay.. Baii appa.. I cuddlwe daddy joongie" the little said as he waddled over to us and he hugged hongjoong. San smiled and waved as he closed the door. I hugged my 2 babies as they were fast asleep, holding each other. The little sucking his pacifier and hongjoong playing with the littles hair. I kissed both of their heads and smiled at them. I was holding them both and I looked at hongjoong. He was sucking his thumb. "Huh?" I said and he jolted awake. "Oh baby" I stroked his hair. "Why was I sucking my thumb?" He asked and I shrugged. "I dunno, baby. Maybe a childish habit? Subspace? Or you stirred too much because you do sleep with your mouth open a lot! Or are you a little too?" I asked carefully and he shook his head no. "Nah, I'm not a little. Probably just the moving around" he said and I nodded. I trusted him that he told me the truth so I let the thought rest.

It was 2 hours later when little wooyoung woke up. He was wrapped up in his blanket that had animals on them. But he woke up in babyspace. He couldn't speak to us and let us know what he wants, it was mostly babbling or pointing at things. I quickly changed him into some diapers before another accident could happen. He was laying in bed with us and we were playing with him. But something seemed off.. he was not as bubbly and happy as asual. He seemed a lot more clingy. He coughed and his eyes started to close again. I felt his head and frowned. "The baby has a fever again... it must've been the pressure from last week.." I said and hongjoong stroked his hair. "Poor baby" he said. The little whined and pulled on hongjoongs clothes, trying to get more comfortable. "Baby shhhh" I said. "A-appa" he mumbled. "Appa will be here soon, baby.. Dada and daddy joongie are here.. need some milky?" Hongjoong said and the little nodded. I got up and fixed him a bottle of warm milk. I quickly walked back upstairs and entered the room to notice a sobbing little wooyoung curled up into hongjoongs arms. "Oh my baby" I said and quickly walked over to them. I rubbed the littles back as I sat next to them. I took him into my arms and gave him the warm milk. He drank it and played with my rings. He had just finished his bottle when the door opened revealing San. "How's my baby?" He asked with a smile on his face but that smile soon faded once the little whined. "He has a fever again.. we just gave him some milk but he's in babyspace so he can't tell us what's wrong.." hongjoong explained and sans eyes widened. "You gave him milk?! Don't give him diary if he's sick! He could throw up!!" San yelled and I slapped myself. "It's my fault sannie.. I gave him the milk" I said. "If you two weren't my hyungs I would've snapped you" he said and honestly he was right. We were stupid for doing that. The little whined and made grabby hands towards San. San picked him up and held him.

San pov:
My baby was sick once again. He had a fever and he's clearly not feeling well. I held him in my arms and he leaned his head on my shoulder. "Baby can you look at appa?" I asked and he looked at me. "Appa no feewl good" he mumbled quietly, back in little space. "I know, prince.. can you tell me where it hurts?" I asked and he teared up again. "Uh uh no tears baby.. can't get it out?" I asked and he nodded, leaning his head back on my shoulder. "Does it feel achy here?" I said as I put my hand on his stomach and he nodded. "And here, prince?" I asked and put my hand on his head and he nodded again. "Hewe two appa.." he mumbled in a tired voice and put his hands on his throat. "My poor baby hm?" I said,  holding him. He suddenly started squirming and I set him down. He ran into the bathroom, I followed him. He hung over the toilet, throwing up. "Let it out baby, let it out" I said, rubbing his back. He finished throwing up and I flushed the toilet and helped him up. I helped him rinse his mouth and we walked to the living room. "Let's lay down on the couch hm? Appa will wrap you into a blanket burrito so daddies can cuddle you" I said and his face lit up. "Ywes pweaseee! Wots of cuwddles fwom daddies!!" He said and I smiled. And I kept my word. I wrapped him into a blanket burrito, gave him his pacifier and wiggles of course, put on some cartoons for him to watch and soon the living room filled with all of our members.

We were all cuddling with little wooyoung and watching cartoons with him. "Hey jongho, why is your hair that messy?" Yunho asked and yeosang started blushing. "No reason, I like it like this" he answered and yunho tilted his head. "You? Messy hair? The always neat looking Choi Jongho?" He said and I chuckled. "Okay fine! Me and yeosang had a make out session! Shut up about it!" The maknae said, blushing. I just chuckled and held my sick baby.