madamteatime
Summary: Yunho comes home
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Yunho unlocks his front door and trudges inside, dropping his bags and kicking his shoes off as he wanders down the hallway.
It's quiet, the world slumbering at this late hour. He tosses his snapback in the general direction of the kitchen counter as he passes it and drops his keys on the dining table.
His bedroom door is open a crack and Yunho quietly pushes it further so he can slip inside. There's a lump curled up under his covers and as he nears the bed he sees Changmin sound asleep, mouth open and eyelashes fanned against his cheeks. Yunho's teddy bear is clutched in his arms.
A smile softens Yunho's face. He tugs his clothes off and changes into his night shirt, careful to make as little noise as possible. Then he slips into bed beside Changmin and slowly, carefully, slips an arm around his waist. Changmin mumbles something in his sleep and curls towards him, but otherwise doesn't stir.
Yunho is asleep within minutes, warm and happy.
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Changmin wakes at around 4am, a gradual rise to consciousness.
There's a weight around his waist and as his eyes flutter open he finds himself facing Yunho, fast asleep and snoring softly.
When. . .? Changmin wonders in a sleepy daze. He reaches a hand out and touches Yunho's arm, just to make sure he's really there.
"Hyung," he mumbles, voice gravelly and soft.
Yunho stops snoring. His eyes open and he gives Changmin a sleepy smile.
"Hey," he whispers.
"When did you get back?" Changmin asks.
"Around midnight. I didn't want to disturb you."
Changmin hums under his breath. He's flushed and sleepy-eyed, clad in only boxers and an oversized shirt that Yunho recognises as one of his own.
Yunho smiles. He tugs the bear out of Changmin's arms and lets it tumble off the edge of the bed before pulling him close. Changmin sighs and settles his head in the crook of Yunho's neck.
"Missed you," he says simply.
Yunho's fingers slide through silky locks as he cradles Changmin's head. His nose nudges Changmin's temple, then his cheek as Changmin lifts his head. They meet halfway and sink into each other, lips meeting in a soft kiss.
For a moment they're still, savoring the comfort of such a simple gesture. Then Yunho moves, mouths at Changmin with more purpose, and Changmin parts his lips in response. Yunho nibbles on his lower lip and his eyes flutter, the slick sounds of kissing drowned out by the rush of blood to his ears. Yunho breathes heat into his mouth and kisses harder, his tongue running along the seam of Changmin's lips.
Changmin opens his mouth and flicks his tongue into Yunho's mouth. A moan rumbles low in Yunho's chest and his arms tighten around Changmin's tiny waist, pulling him more firmly against himself. Their legs tangle and Changmin's foot slides up Yunho's calf.
Yunho moves his hand to the waistband of Changmin's boxers, pushing past the material and inside, groping at his ass.
Changmin breaks their kiss with a soft yelp, a blush high on his cheeks as Yunho fits his hand over the left cheek and squeezes. His other hand slides in too and grabs the right cheek, squeezing and massaging his ass.
"O-oh," Changmin manages as Yunho pulls his asscheeks apart, a deep shudder running through him. Yunho can just picture the flutter of his pink hole, clenching and unclenching in anticipation, aching for something to fill it. For him to fill it.
