we're speeding through red lights into paradise
rikli
Nobody can follow the ever changing status of Hyungwon and Hoseok's relationship. They're on and off, in some kind of an open relationship their friends don't understand.
Hoseok thinks he's lost the count of their smaller and bigger bickerings that ended up with one or the other moving out for a couple of days, sometimes even for a week or two... Inexplicably, most of the times the place they end up in is at Minhyuk's.
"You're just so stubborn," Hoseok says every time it's Hyungwon who leaves. Just like now, sitting at Minhyuk's kitchen counter. Nothing seems new, the situation repeating itself once again.
Hyungwon snorts, but doesn't flinch away when Hoseok reaches his hand out, fingers ghosting over small, barely visible marks on his skin. It's not the first time Hyungwon has slept with Minhyuk, and Hoseok can't say a word—he's done it, too. A lot of times, actually.
Again, all their friends can't understand how they can do that to each other. "It's cheating!" Every one of them would shout in disbelief. They'd nag them, or just give them concerned frowns as they just shrug their shoulders, fingers tangled together over their laps.
And Hoseok should have asked that question himself a long time ago, what were they really doing, why has it never bothered them. But all he can do now is press his fingers harder into the marks, making Hyungwon grunt and gasp.
"Hoseok," he murmurs in a warning, but Hoseok ignores him, leaning in. And Hyungwon lets him connect their lips at last, opens his mouth for him easily.
It should be weird– Hyungwon might have kissed Minhyuk moments before Hoseok came over, his lips might have been anywhere on Minhyuk, and it doesn't bother Hoseok in the slightest. It's been some time since it was him to stay at Minhyuk's place, and it feels like he's chasing the memory of him inside Hyungwon's mouth.
Finally, Hyungwon pushes at his arm, backing off.
"You're still an ass," he says, but it lacks any jibe. He's just stating a fact.
Hoseok disagrees – he tried to reason with Hyungwon but they kept clashing and clashing to no end – but doesn't say it out loud, only smiling sheepishly in return. He follows Hyungwon's gaze when it shifts to the kitchen entrance and there stands Minhyuk. He's biting his lip, and looks like he's just left his bed, sleepy-eyed and ruffled.
They look at each other in silence, and Minhyuk's expression tugs at Hoseok's heart; it seems to be a very resigned one. Before he can think about it twice, he waves his hand at Minhyuk to get closer, wiggling his fingers when he hesitates. They're barely visible from under his long sleeve, but it works and Minhyuk moves.
The closer he gets, the faster his steps become, and he all but falls into Hoseok's arms with a small whimper. Hoseok hopes he won't cry or it'll break his heart. They shouldn't have let it go on for so long, they really shouldn't have.
Hyungwon's lean fingers are immediately in Minhyuk's hair, petting it lightly.
"I'm sorry we worried you, again," Hoseok murmurs against his head. "It's not good for none of us, you especially. We need to—"
"Compromise," Hyungwon says, stepping closer. He puts his cheek on top of Minhyuk's head, and Hoseok needs to lean back so he won't go cross-eyed as he looks at Hyungwon's gentle smile. "I think... we've been one step away from it the whole time."
"Took you long enough," Minhyuk says in a muffled by Hoseok's sweater, quivering voice.
They laugh, half-heartedly, and it doesn't take long before they're kissing. It's Hyungwon who pecks Hoseok at first, and then Minhyuk's grumbling a protest, "always leaving me behind," and this time Hoseok's laugh is brighter, and he's diving in to kiss Minhyuk senseless.
