Seungcheol wakes up to the harsh morning sunlight heating his skin. He groans against the pillow, inhaling the sweet scent of Jeonghan but not feeling any parts of his boyfriend. He knew he should've bought a smaller bed for them.
The first thing Seungcheol notices when he wakes up is his gorgeous boyfriend walking inside their room, freshly showered and wearing one of Seungcheol's older jerseys with a pair of boxers. Seungcheol turns on his back and rests his arms behind his head as he watches Jeonghan talk to someone on the phone while bringing Seungcheol a cup of hot milk tea.
Where did you see them again? Jeonghan asks, setting the two mugs down by the bed stand and giving Seungcheol a soft kiss against his forehead. Seungcheol smiles, mouthing a good morning to Jeonghan, who returns his greeting with a soft pinch against his cheek.
Jeonghan makes a move to walk away, but Seungcheol's reflexes get the best of him. He wraps his hand around Jeonghan's wrist and yanks Jeonghan onto him, pushing his legs apart to straddle Seungcheol. Jeonghan lets out a yelp and glares at Seungcheol.
No, no sorry, just hit the table. Jeonghan recollects himself, and Seungcheol sneakily runs his hands up Jeonghan's skin, lazily leaning against the headboard. Are you sure it was them? Last time I checked, he had training that day,
It doesn't take him long to guess who Jeonghan was talking about, so Seungcheol rolls his eyes and busies himself by placing soft kisses along Jeonghan's now exposed chest. Jeonghan is hitting him with his fists to stop, but Seungcheol is never the one to back down without a fight.
A jewelry shop? Jeonghan's eyes are wide even as he's fisting his hand into Seungcheol's hair. You saw Choi Seungcheol at a jewelry shop?
Seungcheol rubs his face against the soft skin of Jeonghan's chest, cursing at whoever it was that had caught him in the shop. He had tried so hard to make sure no one caught him; it was supposed to be a surprise for Jeonghan.
Is there any photo proof to back that up? Jeonghan lets out an embarrassingly loud gasp when Seungcheol purposely bites at his neck, sucking it hard after. He slaps Seungcheol's shoulder with a glare. What?
From the change in Jeonghan's tone, even Seungcheol pulls back to raise an eyebrow. Jeonghan's eyes are angry, but also scared, and Seungcheol had no idea why. They leaked the photos.
Seungcheol groans, feeling tired all over again. Despite the photos of him and Jisoo going shopping for Seokmin and Jeonghan being leaked, Seungcheol couldn't give a flying fuck, but he was sure that Jeonghan was never going to let him live this down. Jeonghan was going to kill him. Even his manager wasn't this strict about his personal life. But Seungcheol sometimes liked it, with Jeonghan bossing him around.
He perks up at that. Jeonghan bossing around always ends up in a fight, or the hottest sex. He could guess which one was going to happen now. So Seungcheol does what every other normal celebrity pulled into gossip would do: he yanks the phone out of Jeonghan's grasp and cuts the call.
Seungcheol! Jeonghan slaps his lover's chest. Give me back the phone; we need to clear the news! Seungcheol doesn't budge; his hands are firm on Jeonghan's waist and he is staring at him with tired eyes. Seungcheol, you have a talk show today; they most definitely will ask you.
Seungcheol sighs, pulling Jeonghan closer and pushing his shorts down. Jeonghan protests but makes no move to stop Seungcheol, and he smiles at that. The only reason I will let you wake me up this early in the morning is to get fucked. I don't want to hear these stupid phone calls. He doesn't let Jeonghan reply before reaching behind his lover to caress his bare body.
Jeonghan gasps, pushing into Seungcheol's hands. How many times have I told you to
Jeonghan. Seungcheol cuts Jeonghan off. I'm only keeping this relationship a secret because my boyfriend overthinks so much and I don't like the unnecessary hate you will get, he tells Jeonghan. I know who I'm fucking, and that's enough. I don't need to redeem myself for people who don't care about what I do for a living and only care about who I'm dating. Are we clear?
Jeonghan unconsciously grows harder at that, biting his lips as he takes in the sight of Seungcheol below him; messy hair, naked, fierce eyes in full display and his erection rubbing right under Jeonghan's ass. He sighs, closing his eyes. Fuck, Jeonghan rasps out.
What? Seungcheol cocks his head to the side, his fierce eyes going back to their normal wide eyes. Jeonghan feels slightly disappointed at that. He was hoping he would get fucked into the sheets first thing this morning.
Why were you at the jewelry shop? Jeonghan changed the topic, hoping it would get Seungcheol to stop asking about his sudden change. Possessive Seungcheol being a major turn-on for Jeonghan will be a secret he will bring to his grave.
Seungcheol sighs, hands firm on Jeonghan's waist, looking up at the ceiling. "Jisoo wanted to buy a promise ring for Seokmin," he mumbles, debating on whether he should say the next part.
Jeonghan seems to sense it, smiling softly and nodding his head. And..?
Seungcheol sighs again, reaching for the bed stand drawer to pull out a black box. I wanted to buy you something too," he says sheepishly, opening the box to reveal the Swarovski crystal-studded rugby ball.
Despite being naked and very close to fucking like a bunch of animals, Jeonghan finds himself gasping in delight at the way the crystals shine in the morning light. Seungcheol remembers catching Jeonghan scrolling through the catalogue of Swarovski crystal jeweleries one time, and Jeonghan had also openly told him how much he liked those crystals and wanted a bracelet.
And Seungcheol would be an idiot if he could even do this simple thing for Jeonghan.
Seungcheol removes the chain from its box and turns the pendant around to show a small engraving at the back. I couldn't find you a proper bracelet, but I figured you would like this.
Jeonghan's Seungcheol.
Jeonghan's Seungcheol echoes back, leaning down to Seungcheol's chest to let his lover clasp the hook around his nape. Jeonghan hugs his lover, hiding his smile in Seungcheol's warm and golden skin. Thank you,
Anything for you Seungcheol smiles back. I hope you know what this means his tone changes; a mix of teasing and warning. That is yours, and I will only be yours. If you bring these meaningless rumors up one more time, I'm immediately taking a video of us making out and posting it on my Twitter.
Jeonghan raises his head to look at Seungcheol and finds his eyes fierce again. He visibly shivers.
What time is the talk show? Jeonghan asks, eyes hooded and hands already trailing between them to grip at the sheets.
Seungcheol furrows his eyebrows in confusion. Um, somewhere around twelve noon, I think? Why?
Jeonghan looks at the alarm clock next to them; 7:45
He nods, pulling the sheets over them, relishing in the way Seungcheol laughs, hands immediately going home to Jeonghan's waist. More than enough time for you to break my back,
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Exclusive interview (JeongCheol)
Hayran KurguWhat's common between Seungcheol and his favorite sport ? rugby, like him , has a breakdown every 10 seconds, but that only happens when he see's Jeonghan. (UNDER-EDITING)
