today without tomorrow // seongjoong

gentle embrace

As expected, Ahyun began yelling as soon as Seonghwa arrived at home. The older couldn't help but find it ridiculous — even if this time, he was definitely guilty of Ahyun's accusations.

"Who was it this time?" Ahyun asked sharply. "You really think being in a relationship is all fun and games? You don't even care anymore!"

"Care about what?" Seonghwa yelled. "Every time you do this! Every time, you think I'm sleeping around. I'm not sleeping with other people! I'm well aware that I'm in a relationship with you! Stop being so fucking insecure because I'm never going to cheat on you!"

Seonghwa felt his heart sink to the ground as he said that. Nonetheless, he kept up a strong expression and wiped away Ahyun's tears. The smaller pushed his hand away to wipe his tears himself.

"Then stop giving reasons to be insecure," Ahyun muttered. "Stop staying out late. Stop disappearing randomly. Stop ignoring my calls. Communicate with me, Seonghwa. At least tell me where you're going if you plan to leave the house."

Seonghwa inhaled sharply. "If that's what you want, I'll do that, baby. But please — stop worrying. I say I love you because I do."

Ahyun wiped his eyes. "I love you too."

Seonghwa kissed his forehead and smiled sheepishly. "Is this a bad time to say that I need to go to Wooyoung later?"

Ahyun sighed. "Really?! We just made up—"

"I'm sorry," Seonghwa stretched out his words aplogetically. "But I need to help him clean up because I drank a lot. I drank a lot of his alcohol and slept in his bed, so I owe it to him."

"Oh, I can help," Ahyun smiled.

"I don't want you to work — you need to rest. You go to your mom and I'll meet you there," Seonghwa smiled, placing his forefinger to Ahyun's nose for a moment. "I'll buy you an ice coffee on the way, okay?"

Ahyun sighed. "Fine. But call me when you get there because I want to say hi to Wooyoung."

Seonghwa smiled. "I will."

•

Hongjoong was panicking slightly as he stared out the window of his apartment. He had completely forgotten about his break-up with Eunyoung — which, he didn't think would be possible in less than 2 hours — and focused more on Seonghwa's arrival. Their conversation had lasted exactly 24 seconds — Seonghwa saying he needed help, and Hongjoong giving his address.

He was thrown into mild panic when he heard knocking on his door. He stood up quickly, rushing over to the door. His hand stopped on the handle. He remembered all that he and Eunyoung used to be — all the memories they shared together.

They have fallen apart completely, but Hongjoong — no doubt — still loved Eunyoung. He missed the older's hold around him, he missed his gentle kisses — he missed the soft 'I love you' they would utter to one another before they fell asleep. Now it was all gone, in the blink of an eye.

Hongjoong slowly turned the handle of the door, putting up a smile when he saw the familiar blonde male that had seduced him the previous night.

"Hongjoong — hi."

Hongjoong smiled wider. "Hey, sexy."

Seonghwa chuckled, moving further into the apartment. "You can call me by my name, you know."

"I still don't know your real name," Hongjoong replied, closing the door. He bit his lips as he locked the door. "Mind explaining what you needed help with?"

Seonghwa stopped walking. "I need help forgetting." He stepped towards Hongjoong slowly. "I need to forget Ahyun. I know I'm slowly falling out of love with him, and I need a few more pushes to convince me to end things with him."

"Is sleeping with someone else going to help that?" Hongjoong asked softly, biting his bottom lip as Seonghwa stopped just before him.

"It's a last resort," Seonghwa whispered. His eyes met Hongjoong's, and that same sexual tension from the previous night filled the atmosphere. "Don't get me wrong, Ahyun is a body to remember, but yours… yours is one I'd never forget."

Hongjoong's hand trailed lower, his other hand following close by. His hands stopped at his belt and slowly untied it. "I'm glad you enjoyed last night. But it costed me my relationship. 6 years…"

Seonghwa sighed. "I'm sorry…"

Hongjoong chuckled. "Don't be. He doesn't love me anymore anyways." He successfully unbuckled the belt and zipped down his jeans. He chuckled as his hands slipped in. "As big as I remember."

"I hope you plan on using that mouth of yours properly," Seonghwa groaned lowly as Hongjoong began palming him gently. Hongjoong barely paid any attention to Seonghwa's mild threat and continued his actions.

"So what do you want?" Hongjoong whispered as he pulled his hand out.

Seonghwa stared at him strongly before grabbing Hongjoong's wrist. "You're gonna use that pretty little mouth of yours."

Hongjoong backed up the taller male until they reached the couch. He pushed Seonghwa down, kneeling down in front of the couch. Seonghwa leaned down, capturing Hongjoong's lips in a sweet kiss to start the mood up again. The brunette male whined when Seonghwa's tongue invaded his mouth quickly. The blonde bit his lip gently, pulling away suddenly to stare at Hongjoong.

"So pretty," he muttered, sitting against the couch. Hongjoong pulled his jeans apart, using his hands to free the throbbing pain in Seonghwa's boxers. A familiar excitement filled Hongjoong as he stared at the length for a few seconds. "Excited, pretty boy?"

Hongjoong nodded slowly. "It's… it's very big."

Seonghwa reached forward, placing a hand to Hongjoong's cheek. He rubbed his thumb across his cheek, staring with soft eyes. "And now it's all yours, baby boy."