Dreams and Memories

One

The room was still and dim lit except for the resounding click and the subdued light coming from the laptop. Joonmyeon gracefully tap his computer keys, deeply engrossed as he put together words, crafting scenes and reducing emotions into character lines. He bit on his lip, rectifying some misspelled words. He sighed in content when he's nearing the end of the manuscript. He was so immersed he didn't noticed a tall man creeping behind him, sporting a frown on his handsome face.

"Joonmyeon?" deep voice found Joonmyeon's right ear, startling him from his thoughts. He stops typing the moment he felt long lean arms enveloped him from behind. He closed his eyes, smiling as soft lips brushes its way down his neck, breathing hotly behind his ear and making him shudder.

"Yifan, I'm working." He answered, quietly giggling when the other male insistently tickle the sensitive skin on the juncture of his neck and shoulder. He points his index finger at the laptop in emphasis. He felt Kris's warm lips pursed against his neck.

"But it's late. And don't you have an important appointment tomorrow?" Yifan said in a concern tone. Joonmyeon could almost see how the other must have arched his thick brow behind him.

Joonmyeon checks the time. It was indeed late, or should he say early 1:35. He snickered at himself for losing track of time again whenever his working. Yifan straightened his back, untangling his arms away from him and perched over the edge of the table. "Let's sleep. It feels lonely lying on the bed alone." Yifan mutters, taking Joonmyeon's hand and stroking it in persuasion.

Joonmyeon glances at his boyfriend with a playful grin on his face. Who would have thought someone who was peg as domineering like Yifan, is actually capable of pleading? "I'm almost done, you know how my associate editor turns livid with delayed scripts." Which was quite true. If he won't make it he will literally lose his neck.

Joonmyeon gave his boyfriend a sweet smile, caressing Yifan's hand ruefully before shifting his gaze and all his attention at the wide screen laptop, recalling the words he was about to type before getting interrupted.

"Alright I'm sleeping." He sighed in forced defeat when he was being uncomfortably glared at by his boyfriend who by all means, was looking down on him with arms crossed over his broad chest. He never left and didn't even move a muscle.

Yifan chuckles, visibly delighted. He waited on the spot whilst Joonmyeon saves his work. He can't let his ten hours' worth of work go to waste. After shutting down his computer, Yifan swiftly dragged him to their shared bed. Joonmyeon was a bit surprised when Yifan lays on top of him, a sly smirk on his face.

"You said we're going to sleep." He whines, feigning a frown. He gnawed on his lip when Kris calmly lifted his upper shirt off, making him tremble when the coldness of the room touches his bare skin. Yifan blatantly pulls off Joonmyeon's lower garments too and threw it on the floor.

"After our bedtime ritual of course." Kris hummed, running his dear sweet lips down Joonmyeon's chest, nibbling the delicate skin below his nipple. Joonmyeon gasped in surprised when the mere action aroused him almost instantly. He pushes his boyfriend gently when Yifan had a hand dragged beneath Joonmyeon's boxers. No matter how he badly wanted to give in to Yifan's ministrations, just can't risk missing out on his early meeting just because he was too sore and worn-out to get up early. He playfully. He whimpers, telling Yifan he can't do this tonight.

"You know, I'm getting really jealous over that writing career of yours." Yifan rolled over grumpily, letting out a long disappointed sigh beside a remorseful Joonmyeon.

Joonmyeon beams. He gave Yifan a quick kiss with his blonde Chinese-Canadian lover meeting him halfway. He stretches his arm out to gather Joonmyeon closer to him. "I don't get jealous when you're having an awfully long meeting with your business associates who, by the way, are females. I can see how they all flirts with you." Joonmyeon says accuses rather humorously.