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"Home"
"AU: In which Jinyoung is his boyfriend's safe place"
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Jinyoung sat atop of his lover's lap, legs on either side of it as he gently straddled the younger. His arms were wrapped around the other's neck and his head was on the other's shoulder. They slowly rocked back and forth, basking in each other's presence.
The moonlight peered through the window of Jinyoung's hotel room, having been on tour for only two months- his boyfriend showing up at one of their concerts earlier that day and it surely did brighten Jinyoung's mood.
So now, they sat atop of the bed, Jinyoung dressed in nothing but a large long sleeve tee and black boxers as they shared languid kisses and short touches- it was something that they were both truly grateful for.
M/n's palms ran up and down Jinyoung's thighs, his rough hands touching at the soft skin. It should've fit, but it did. He traced his hands back up to the tips of the elder's boxers, humming a sweet lullaby as he did.
"Hyung." he called out, disrupting the little tune that he made. Jinyoung mumbled a barely heard 'what?', his breath fanning at M/n's neck. M/n grabbed onto the older's waist, pulling so he can sit up but still remain straddled on his lap.
"Yes?" Jinyoung droned, a small yawn slipping past his mouth as he rubbed his eyes.
M/n smiled at the sight, puckering his lips as a signal that he wanted a kiss. Jinyoung rolled his eyes, shaking his head, an act of defiance. He giggled when the younger tapped his thi'gh and tried to pull him closer but failed miserably.
M/n let out a deflated sigh, pushing his head forward and closing his eyes. "Come on." he whined, Jinyoung giggling once again. Finally, he gave in, pressing a quick peck on the h/c haired male's lips.
One became two.
Then three.
Then four.
The five.
"You're my home, Hyung." he whispered, a small smile forming. Jinyoung hummed, pulling back before tilting his head. "Your home?" he repeated quizzically, his arms loosening around the younger's neck and M/n nodded in conformation of his words.
Jinyoung nearly sneered at the cheesiness, but kept it in. Instead, he showed a kittenish smile asking what that had meant because he knew for sure that he didn't look like a house.
"I," M/n paused, licking his lips for a brief moment. "I don't know to be entirely honest."
This made the black haired male laugh, his eyes squinting as he did. He crinkled his nose, as he asked incredulously "How are you going to call me something the not know what it means?"
