A garden for two | heehoon

Mr. Lee ⊰

As Heeseung got out of the shower, he passed by Sunghoon's room and noticed the door slightly ajar.

He sighed and chuckled, knowing Sunghoon's tricks all too well.

With a hand on the doorframe and the other on the door, he pushed it open wider.

There was Sunghoon, lying on his belly on the bed, a book in his hands, looking expectantly at the doorway.

Heeseung raised an eyebrow.
"What are you keeping the door open for?" he asked, his voice a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Sunghoon licked his lips and closed the book, his eyes roaming over Heeseung's damp appearance, from his tousled wet hair to the towel wrapped securely around his waist. "Maybe I was waiting for someone." he replied, his tone suggestive.

Heeseung looked away, trying to hide the flush creeping up his neck.
"Stop playing, Sunghoon." he warned, his voice firm but not unkind.
"You'll get yourself in trouble, and it won't be nice."

Sunghoon got up from the bed, a sly smile playing on his lips as he approached Heeseung.
"You wouldn't have stopped by my door if you really wanted me to stop." he said, his voice low and confident.

Heeseung's eyes flicked back to Sunghoon, and for a moment, the air between them crackled with unspoken tension.

Sunghoon's confidence was intoxicating, and Heeseung found himself drawn into the dangerous game Sunghoon was so eager to play.

Sunghoon leaned closer to Heeseung, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he looked up at him.

Despite Heeseung's towering height, Sunghoon showed no fear.
If anything, his attraction to Heeseung seemed to deepen.

"You're not really going to get me in trouble, are you, Mr. Lee?"
Sunghoon teased, his voice a sultry whisper.

He reached out, lightly tracing a finger along Heeseung's forearm.
"I think you like this game more than you let on."

Heeseung's breath hitched, and he took a step back, only to find himself unable to pull away completely.

Sunghoon followed his retreat, maintaining the tantalizing closeness.

"You know.." Sunghoon continued, his tone playful yet daring,
"I've been thinking about you a lot. It's hard not to when you're always around, looking so good."

Heeseung clenched his jaw, trying to maintain control.
"Sunghoon, this isn't.."

Sunghoon cut him off, placing a hand on Heeseung's chest.
"Isn't what? Appropriate? You keep saying that, but you never really push me away."

His fingers traced small circles on Heeseung's skin, the touch both gentle and provocative.

Heeseung swallowed hard, feeling his resolve weaken further.
"Sunghoon, you don't understand what you're doing."

Sunghoon smiled, his eyes locked onto Heeseung's.
"Oh, I understand perfectly." he murmured, leaning in until his lips were just inches from Heeseung's. "And I think you do too."

"I can see it in your eyes," he whispered, his voice a seductive murmur.
"You want this as much as I do."

Heeseung closed his eyes, a low groan escaping his lips.
"Sunghoon, this is dangerous." he said, his voice strained.
"You're playing with fire."

Sunghoon's smile widened, his hand sliding up Heeseung's chest to rest on his shoulder.
"Maybe I like the heat." he replied, his lips brushing lightly against Heeseung's ear.
"Maybe I want to get burned. Would you help me with that?"