Doyoung didn't mean to barge into Taeil's house the way he did a day later later. It just kind of happened because he was so used to just going in and making himself comfortable. He didn't intend to interrupt anything between Johnny and Taeil, but when walked in on Johnny on top of the older, topless, with his hand down Taeil sweats, he didn't do anything to leave either. He just kind of froze in shock and stared at the languid way they moved, listening to the sounds they were making and feeling his own body react.
Johnny's eyes flickered up to the doorway at one point and he smirked upon seeing Doyoung standing there so flustered before turning his attention back to Taeil, bending down and whispering something into his ear. When he pulled back, Johnny removed his hand from Taeil's sweats and helped him to his feet.
Finally, Doyoung snapped back into reality. "O-Oh my god, sorry," he said and turned around, his legs wobbling from shock as he span around, but a hand on his wrist turned him to face the living room again.
His back collided with the wall as Johnny pressed up against him, his breath hot on Doyoung's cheekbone. One of the American's hands rested on the younger's waist and massaged circled into his flesh as the other came up to his face to brush his fringe away.
"Johnny, w-what are you doing?" He said, timid, feeling his chest tighten and skin tingle at the extremely close proximity, and it was like that moment a while ago. The pressure of Johnny's toned body against him had him weak at the knees, and it was such a familiar, good feeling that his mind blanked for a few seconds.
Johnny gently held Doyoung's chin and lifted his face up, and the zesty spark that had once passed between their eyes returned.
When Johnny began to inch forward and everything moved too slowly, Doyoung panicked. "N-No, Jo--"
"It's okay," he whispered, his breath fanning over Doyoung's red face and burning on his trembling lips.
Taeil's arm wrapped around Johnny from behind and slid up under his clothes. The cold of his touch contrasted with the heat between the three and their bodies. "Don't worry, Dodo," he said.
Doyoung breathed heavily and waited for Johnny to close the final few centimetres, but he soon realised that he wasn't going to go any further. Doyoung's gaze trailed from the American's tempting lips and slowly up to his goddamn perfect eyes in which he found a heavy cloud of lust, what seemed to be hesitation, and another emotion he couldn't quite pick out.
Doyoung scolded himself for being so indecisive, and then Yujin's words rang in his head.
Go for it.
He stretched his neck and closed the distance between their faces, and finally, they kissed. There was no time for innocence nor sweet pecks, and almost instantly did the American moan in satisfaction. Doyoung felt his entire body react to the kiss he had waited an unfair length of time for, and now that he had his lips dancing with the American's, all restraint and reason left his very being.
He looped his arms around the taller's neck and nearly melted with the vibrations of Johnny's pleasured sounds in his mouth. It was all too good.
Taeil whined. "Me too," he pouted as he came to their side, and Johnny pulled away from Doyoung to twist his head and engage in another passionate kiss with the older.
Doyoung gasped for breath and squeezed his eyes shut. "Shit," he whispered and rolled his head back to the wall behind him. His pulse was far too quick to be healthy, and he could feel each pulse of his heart beneath his ribs.
When two pairs of lips attached to his neck and started to kiss every inch of the skin, he let out a sound similar to a mewl, and he bit his lip.
Why had Doyoung exactly gone there? He didn't know. He just sort of felt like seeing his two crushes that day, but he didn't expect this. Maybe it was some supernatural being's way of telling him to get a move on and take the chance?
And now with Taeil's hand in his, leading him upstairs with Johnny holding his other hand and pressing kisses into the skin, he didn't really know what to do, and so he just went along with it, enjoying their time together.
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