It wasn't long until they reached the resort. The ride had fallen silent over an hour ago, and Hojoon was too tired to care. His hyung'a jacket was just so warm, it made his feel like he was snuggled close to Sehyuk, cuddling and being held in his hyung's arms. He felt so tired, but he couldn't seem to fall asleep. Hojoon kept himself up, knowing the resort wasn't much farther.
In fact, he was finally agreeing to sleep when the van came to a stop in front of a beautiful resort.
"Hojoon, hey, wake up." Sehyuk reached over, gently shaking his shoulder.
"Hm?" Hojoon mumbled, prying his tired eyes open, looking to his hyung sleepily. Sehyuk quietly 'aw'ed, before opening his door.
"We're here. C'mon, we'll go check in, and then I'll take you to our room to sleep. Alright?"
Hojoon nodded, his head lulling up and down as his eyes drooped. Sehyuk came around the car, shouting to the other members that he and Hojoon were going to check in, before opening his dongsung's door.
Hojoon slipped out, stretching, before waddling to the doors that lead to to the lobby. Sehyuk chuckled and closed his door, before walking to the resort's entrance, opening the brass doors before Hojoon reached it.
He blinked, then looked up at his hyung. "Thank you, Sehyukkie."
Sehyuk bit his lip gently and nodded. "Anytime, Joonie."
Hojoon stepped inside, looking around the lobby. Sehyuk wasn't too far behind, walking to the front desk while Hojoon looked around.
A blonde woman typed away lazily on the computer, smacking on her gum. Sehyuk waited for a moment to see if she would notice him, but when he realized she didn't see him, he cleared his throat.
The girl stopped, then looked up at Sehyuk. "Oh." She said blankly, giving him the once over, before continuing. "Welcome to Lects Resort, are you here for a reservation with..."
The blonde looked behind Sehyuk to see Hojoon making his way over, yawning. "...your husband?"
Sehyuk blushed. "What?! No, no, I-I'm not gay-"
"I heard gay, I'm coming!" A new voice came from the back office, and Sehyuk saw a boy with purple hair running around the back, trying to sort paper work, which he assumed was for the resort. The blonde let out an exasperated sigh and shot Sehyuk a glare.
"You just had to say gay, didn't you?"
Sehyuk put his hands up defensively, not knowing what he'd done wrong. The purple haired one rushed out of his office, looking at Sehyuk excitedly. He squealed a bit.
"Oh my god! Jaekyung, this is our Topp Dogg reservation!" The boy said, pointing to something on the computer screen.
Jaekyung shrugged. "Oh... Oops?"
He let out a groan, then turned to Sehyuk and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry about her attitude, Mr. P-Goon, can I call you that? Oh, well. Let me get your room keys."
"Jeez, Yujin, kiss ass much?" Jaekyung snickered.
"Do you want to get fired?" Yujin snapped, his face getting red.
"No, I-"
"Sehyuk." Hojoon tugged on his shirt, pulling it down a bit. He was so tired, and so close to falling asleep. Sehyuk thought he would collapse, so he wrapped an arm around his waist to support his weight.
"Are you really that tired, Joonie?" Nod. "How about I carry you to our room, okay?" Another nod.
Sehyuk looked to Yujin and Jaekyung. "I hate to break up this moment, but... I really need the room keys."
Yujin looked about to scream, but quickly retrieved the room keys and placed them on the desk in front of him. "Here..."
After the keys were down, Yujin bolted back to the office, shouting something along the lines of, 'P-Joon is real!'
Jarkyung sighed, typing a few things onto the computer, before looking back to Sehyuk. "Please, enjoy your stay."
Sehyuk nodded. "We will. Thank you."
With that, Sehyuk let Hojoon climb on his back, grabbed the keys, and carried him to the elevator.
yo yo yo its really late but here's your update
i recently got my topp dogg merch in and im so happy oml
anyways, see ya in the next update
- max
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Dogg on Topp { P-Joon / Park Sehyuk x Jeon Hojoon / ToppDogg fanfic }
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