Space Agent ※ Seongjoong

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Fighting the toughest men and taking on multiple guys was a sinch for Hongjoong, but he was no match for a house plant. After Seonghwa and Hongjoong had turned in the hoodlums they went out for a bit to eat. A small indoor tree that sat near their table just so happened to poke Hongjoong in the eye. Now he was forced to wear an eyepatch for a week.

Hongjoong had asked Seonghwa to stay with him for awhile and "help" with his eye. It was just a lame excuse to get Seonghwa to stay with him when they left the other boys behind.

Seonghwa's hand guided Hongjoong's head back the male relaxed in his care. Despite being able to see out of one eye, he still found enough strength to stare at Seonghwa. When he turned to grab the eye drops, when his hand rested on his shoulder, Seonghwa's scent and his seemingly flawless skin.

"There I'm done. You can put this back on we'll do it again in a few hours," Seonghwa had noticed Hongjoong staring at him and he wanted to hide.

"Seonghwa," Hongjoong called making the male turn slowly before answering.

"Yes?"

"I want to talk to you," Seonghwa took a seat next to Hongjoong on the couch.

"What's up?"

"Well we don't usually talk much, but I want to talk to you more." Hongjoong was feeling rather bold.

"What do you want to talk about?" Seonghwa leaned back on the couch.

"You,"

"What about me?"

"Everything you're willing to tell about yourself." Seonghwa thought for a moment before he began to speak.

"There's not much that's really all that interesting to say." Seonghwa began to shy away.

"There has to be something, do you have any siblings? Where did you grow up? Pet peeves and even what turns you on the most." Hongjoong had leaned in to whisper the last part his lips curling into a devilish smile.

Seonghwa swallowed hard. He wasn't sure if this was actually happening or he was dreaming. The guy he thought was hot was definitely flirting with him right now.

"Well I'm the youngest in my family and we all grew up moving around a lot, so I never made any friends or stayed in one place long enough to talk about it. I met San when I was a teen and decided to move out I ended up becoming his roommate. Then we became agents due to money issues which leads me to where I am today." Seonghwa informed finally looking at Hongjoong who was staring him down.

"You?" Seonghwa shifted and waited for Hongjoong to answer.

"I grew up on Earth's moon and there I basically took care of myself. Wooyoung was my neighbor and Mingi...he lived across from us. We used to hang out all the time they were my family and we made sure all of us were taken care of. Before becoming an agent I used to write music, but I don't have much time for it now days. I want to start again though because I miss it and lately I've had a lot of inspiration." Hongjoong looked into Seonghwa's eyes at the last part.

"I never knew that. I'd love to hear something you wrote," Seonghwa felt excited Hongjoong didn't seem like the type to be into that.

"When I write something new I'll let you be the first to listen." Hongjoong beamed. The way he smiled took Seonghwa's breath away. It was a shame he didn't do it more often, Hongjoong's smile was beautiful.

"Do you have any old stuff you wrote?" Hongjoong's face dropped as he recalled what the old material was about.

"A-ah no I think I ended up leaving it behind. It wasn't good or interesting anyways," Hongjoong shrugged.

"Do you have any hobbies?" Hongjoong wanted to change the conversation quick.

"I like to sing, San and I sing all the time." Seonghwa smiled.

"Can I hear you sing something now?"

"I'll let you hear me sing when you let me hear a song." Seonghwa chuckled.

"It's a deal then," Hongjoong stretched out his hand waiting for Seonghwa to take it. His hand was warm and soft and Hongjoong didn't want to let go, neither did Seonghwa. The handshake lasted longer than it should have, but both guys felt like they knew what the other wanted.

"What's been inspiring you lately?" Seonghwa asked absentmindedly  not wanting the conversation to die.

"You have,"

Well isn't Hongjoong just a flirt today.