LUDUS

six

hwitaek woke up to the sound of frantic movement, a voice whispering too loud. he instantly shot up, almost falling off the couch as he caught sight of an alarmed hyojong, the man on the phone as he grabbed the plates from the night before and hurried into the kitchen. the sound of clanking and scrapes— hwitaek winced. it was surely way before his alarm clock went off.

"hey, fucking listen to me, okay? just stay there i just need to—" hyojong didn't seem to notice the elder blinking at him. "DON'T MOVE DUMBASS!"

hwitaek flinched at the shout, rubbing his eyes and standing up. hyojong looked at him apologetically.

"yuto i have to call you back, stay there." and then he hung up.

they stared at each other for a moment, hwitaek trying to process everything— anything.

"what's wrong?"

"my roommate might have just broken his arm."

hwitaek blinked. this was definitely new information, he figured hyojong lived alone somewhere. "oh..."

hyojong nodded slowly. "and i kind of just lost my keys."

the elder saw something in his pocket and pointed at it. "isn't it that?"

"no." was all the blonde said before looking for his keys again.

hwitaek was embarrassed at how long it took him to realize.

"want me to take care of that?" and he instantly cringed at himself. why would he even say that what even—

"i think this is kind of urgent and my roommate definitely won't like finding out i busted one instead of helping him right now."

hwitaek nodded jerkily, blushing as he looked down at his hands. hyojong paused, taking out his phone and dialing.

"hey yuto... yeah so um... i might not be able to get there on time so would you be able to open the front door?" the blond stood facing away from the elder— who felt excitement rush up his chest. "okay good. now just call the ambulance. i'll be there as soon as possible."

and then hyojong was facing him, erection prominent and cheeks a faint pink.

they stared at each other.

"do you want to do this?" hyojong asked, still not getting any closer. awkwardly standing in the middle of the room almost gawking at the elder.

hwitaek nodded hesitantly, and then went down on his knees.

"hui, you don't have to—"

"come here. we have to be quick anyway."

and hyojong couldn't protest more. he obediently stood in front of the elder, not getting too close as he let hwitaek slowly unzip his pants.

he was focused on his bulge, staring at it as he pulled his pants down and pressed his cheek against his underwear. hwitaek softly moaned as he rubbed against it and— shit. hyojong couldn't hold in his whimpers at the sight. it seemed the elder liked the feel of it, liked being on his knees so prettily and warm. hyojong's knees almost buckled.

"hui—"

"it's okay." the elder murmured against him, pulling down his underwear and not catching his cock as it sprung up against his clothed stomach.