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Chapter Twenty - Desire

A/N: First half is kinda mature. Low-key a filler chapter. Not proofread.

Sunghoon groans when his phone rings loudly. He answers the call and places it to his ear.

"Uh... Sung...hoon?"

"Who is this?" Sunghoon grumbles, finally looking at the screen to see that it's an unknown number.

"You're Jake's roommate, right? We're at the door. He's passed out."

"What..." Sunghoon jumps up and goes to the front door, unlocking it to see a guy holding Jake up awkwardly.

"Shit. I didn't come back for him. Sorry, I'll take him from here." He mumbles. The guy nods and helps him get Jake to his room.

"I'm Soobin, by the way." He says. Holding out his hand.

"Sunghoon, you already know... somehow?"

"He told me before he passed out. I didn't feel comfortable checking to see if he had a key in his pocket." Soobin explains.

"He doesn't, we came together."

"You left him....?"

"I was drunk. Still am, a little bit. Thank you for bringing him." Sunghoon says. Soobin nods and makes his way back towards the door.

"Have a good night." He says quietly before leaving, closing the door behind him. Sunghoon sighs and pulls Jake's shoes off. He uses a wipe to remove his makeup and then stands over him, unsure if he should try to change his clothes or not. He looks over at his closet. He could help him change, it wasn't a big deal, right?

"Hoonie..." Jake mumbles. Sunghoon looks down at him and leans closer.

"You're awake?"

"Don't leave." Jake pouts, his eyes barely open. Sunghoon smiles fondly and nods before sitting down on the bed beside him.

"No..." Jake's voice is whiny as he tugs at Sunghoon's shirt, "...lay with me. Right here." Jake pats the bed and moves over some more to make room for him.

"Okay, okay." Sunghoon shifts to lay next to the older, his eyes fluttering closed with exhaustion as Jake wraps his arms around him, pressing against him with his warm body. Sunghoon smiles and pulls him closer, mindlessly caressing the exposed skin on his waist.

"Hoon..." Jake hums against his shoulder. Sunghoon draws shapes on the small line of skin, feeling the way Jake's breath hitches and exhales sharply against his neck.