Jeonghan woke up and squinted at the strange ceiling above him. A big smile spread across his face as he remembered whose bed he was in.The door was slightly open, and he could hear the clatter of fingers on a keyboard. It was likely Seungcheol wrapping up some work while he had totally crashed from all the emotions and jetlag.
The clock read just after midnight
.He stretched out, feeling a bit lazy, before jumping out of bed and digging through his suitcase for the conditioner.With a bottle and towel in hand, Jeonghan strolled into the living area.
"Cheol! You don't have have any conditioner. Want to try min-"
He froze in place when he saw Seungcheol pulling off his shirt, his heart racing as a mix of surprise and anticipation coursed through him. The room seemed to shrink around him, the air thick with an unspoken tension..
"Mine," Jeonghan finished lamely.
He totally forgot how great Seungcheol looked. Were those muscles more toned, or was it just his imagination playing tricks on him?
Seungcheol stared at him for a moment before a slow smirk started to form on his lips.
Jeonghan flushed and marched back into the bedroom. His cheeks and another part of his anatomy literally on fire.
Oh wait, he was going to take a shower. It must still be the jetlag.
He sighed in exasperation and marched back out and straight to the bathroom, ignoring Seungcheol who was eyeing him intently.
The warm water enveloped him, a soothing contrast to the flurry of emotions swirling in his mind. Jeonghan leaned against the cool tiles, letting the steam rise around him, hoping it would wash away the embarrassment that clung to him like a second skin.
He could still feel Seungcheol's eyes on him, that playful yet piercing gaze that seemed to see right through him.As the water streamed down his body, he tried to focus on the sensation of the droplets hitting his skin, the way they trickled down his neck and pooled at his feet.
But no matter how hard he tried, his thoughts kept drifting back to that grin—how it lit up Seungcheol's face, transforming his usually serious demeanor into something warm and inviting. Jeonghan bit his lip, a mix of frustration and excitement bubbling within him.
Get it together, Jeonghan," he muttered to himself, shaking his head as if that would clear his thoughts.
Perhaps he should have just jumped on Seungcheol. What was with this annoying hesitation?His desires definitely weren't pleased with his timidity at the moment.. Maybe he should just storm out and-
The next thing he knew, Seungcheol burst into the showers, pinning Jeonghan against the wall with a force that took him by surprise.
The kiss was intense, igniting a fire within Jeonghan that felt almost overwhelming. He let out a soft moan as hands explored his body, and the sound grew louder when those hands ventured lower.This was exactly what he wanted. All reservations and self-control could be tossed aside.With urgency, he tugged at Cheol's trousers.
Once they were discarded, they collapsed onto the floor, limbs intertwined and fingers gripping tightly.Jeonghan grabbed the conditioner, pressing it against Cheol's chest. He positioned himself just right as Seungcheol poured a generous amount into his hands, preparing him.
This was not foreplay. They had no patience for that now.
He tightened his grip on Cheol's arm, signaling that he was ready to move forward. Seungcheol needed no further invitation.
He positioned himself between Jeonghan and very simply, fucked him.
Jeonghan might have let out a shout, but honestly, he didn't care. Seungcheol was driving into him with no mercy, and Jeonghan wouldn't want it any other way.They had been intimate countless times, but this moment was charged with a mix of urgency and love.
No words were needed.Just heavy breaths, growls, moans, and hisses. Closer. Faster. MORE.They reached their peak together, hard and quick.A shiver ran through them. Their hearts raced wildly.They collapsed into each other, clinging tightly as if afraid to let go.
They hadn't even noticed that one of them had turned off the shower.It took a bit for their breathing to calm down. A dreamy haze settled in, making everything feel like a blissful blur.
Jeonghan broke the silence first, "We haven't had sex in the showers before."
"An oversight," Seungcheol remarked huskily.
Jeonghan hoped for many, many such encounters in the future to correct the previous errors of their ways.
Seungcheol must have agreed because he helped Jeonghan stand and steadied him against the wall.
"Let's really try that conditioner of yours now," he murmured and turned on the tap.
Jeonghan burst out laughing.
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Despite their good intentions, they didn't go apartment hunting during the weekend after all. The welcome incident in the shower broke the last of their control.
Afterwards, they went mad.
They fucked every moment they could, everywhere imaginable in the flat. Seungcheol wouldn't be able to look at his desk the same way again.
"Have you slept with others?"Jeonghan asked suddenly, even as he writhed under Cheol's touch.
"No,"Seungcheol replied swiftly, biting his neck as if a warning. "You?"
Jeonghan's breath hitched but he responded, "Nope, you've ruined sex for me. Can't do it with anyone else."
That earned him a possessive, hot glare from Seungcheol and a fierce kiss that followed.
"Good. Keep it that way."
Jeonghan tightened his hold around the other man's shoulders, trying to pull him even closer. He thought vaguely that if Seungcheol ever left him again, he might just shrivel and die a monk.
He didn't realise that he said that aloud until Seungcheol parted his thighs roughly and hissed. "You can forget about it."
He could feel Seungcheol's member at his entrance and parted his legs even wider shamelessly. "Cheol!"
Seungcheol leaned closer and whispered to his ear, a cross between a threat and a promise.
"I'm going to tie you up and fuck you senseless this weekend."
Jeonghan decided that it was very possible to come from just hearing words. He mewled as Seungcheol invaded him.
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Fanfic"It's a set," jeonghan whispered. "We have to keep them together. Always." The same words. seungcheol remembered how small jeonghans voice was back then. The hope in his eyes. The nervousness in his hands. He also remembered the tightness under his...
