I Promise You

I'll Guide You

Hwitaek was soft. They were getting busy with the upcoming comeback and they were all giddy and in a good mood because of it, even though they were slightly tired as well. But the hectic time was yet to come and they were all enjoying it after all. It felt good. With leader's birthday right around the corner they all seemed to slip into an even better mood, so somehow everything they were doing these days was so much fun, making them excited with working harder once again.

That excitement must have made them all more loving towards each other and Yanan was feeling even more comfortable than before around his hyungs. Things were indeed going well, making him feel like he could relax and enjoy it all.

They were shooting their concept photos today and they were already all dressed up and ready, smooth skin covered with beautiful fake tattoos, making them all look even more handsome than usual. Half an hour earlier Yanan was examining the ink gracing his own neck, satisfied with the look it was giving him and now he was doing the same to the rest of Pentagon's family.

The shooting has already started, Jinho being the first to pose as the eldest in group and Yanan's eyes focused on gorgeous wings drawn on the main vocalist's feet before he felt arms circle around him.

"We look good today." The leader commented, hugging him warmly as he looked around too. The Chinese boy smiled and nodded a bit before shifting his gaze to other members. Hyojong didn't need to be drawn on, he had enough tattoos of his own anyway, yet he still looked absolutely stunning.

"Dawnie hyung is so sexy." Yanan replied honestly, watching the blond rapper's make up getting fixed before he looked over at them as if he felt their leader's eyes on him.

"He knows he is." Hui said, an amused smirk on his face and Hyojong smiled, obviously satisfied with himself before turning back to their makeup artist. "Changgu is too." The leader teased instead and Yanan looked around, trying to find his boyfriend, a moment later half-wishing he wasn't.

The older boy was talking to Hongseok, smiling as brightly as he usually did and Yanan could almost hear him laugh at whatever bad pun their hyung was telling him. He was adorable, yet he indeed looked so sexy, barely buttoned white shirt engulfing his body, exposing silky torso beneath, black ink contrasting white skin. Yanan's rational thoughts were drowning in a swirl of emotions and he could hear his hyung speaking, but couldn't care less about focusing to actually comprehend the words.

"Yananie... Yananie?" Hui repeated until the taller boy finally blinked and looked back at him, obviously dazed. "God, snap out of it. I need you focused now." The leader chuckled, shaking his head before he let go and went for his shooting. He needed to focus, staring at his boyfriend was out of the question.

Things were great. Well, they were basically the same they used to be a long time ago – before Yanan's injury. Except that his best friend became his boyfriend and their time alone involved make out sessions now. The amount of skinship skyrocketed and it was nice, Yanan felt even more loved than before simply because Changgu couldn't keep his hands to himself.

They fell into it easily and the older boy's old thought about them being something similar to married couple now brought laughter to his lips. It was partly true after all, that's just how comfortable the two of them were even if certain levels of intimacy were completely foreign to both of them. So, for the time being they stuck to what was comfortable. Not that sex wouldn't be – they both had a vague idea it wouldn't be awkward at least, but they weren't sure if they were ready for it yet.

Today was different. Yanan did his best to concentrate on the photoshoot, managing to finish it without a problem simply because he pushed the image of his boyfriend out of his head and made sure not to look at him at all while they were working. After they were done he quickly busied himself with talking and clinging to other members. Changgu noticed, but brushed it off and simply did the same.