Sugar Daddy | Johnil

...SS1

Sleep was heaven for Youngho as much as it was for Taeil when he actually got to doing the act, but sleeping with the younger will always take it a step higher. 

At the current moment, Youngho came in after 1 am from the airport to a sleeping Minhyung -- which was a bit of a let down but was foreseen, and a barely woke Taeil. He kind of felt bad to wake Taeil up because he probably had just gone to bed and the elder might have just shorten it, but the smile he got made him feel less bad about his actions.

"Hey baby," He whispered, light dimmed enough for him to see Taeil's small silhouette of messy long hair with his gray hoodie hanging off of his shoulder making grabby hands at him. 

Youngho chuckled, endeared by the younger's soft appearance, placing his leather briefcase right beside the night stand as he sat on the side of the bed. He wrapped his arms around Taeil's waist and embraced his warmth, Taeil humming at the familiarity with his hands caressing Youngho's shoulder and nape.

"You're back." Taeil said, voice groggy from being woken from his slumber a moment ago. "Hmm, we missed you so much. You are forbidden to leave us for a month again."

The CEO out right laughed, toeing his Gucci dress shoes off and sliding into the bed and under the covers, Taeil lying on top of him and caging him like a koala to a branch. "You're always all bark and no bite huh? You were so confident through that video talk we had before I left for America."

"Shhh. Sleep daddy." Taeil muttered, voice muffled in Youngho's clothed chest, tangling his legs with the CEO as he dozed off, his cheek pressed to his chest. Taeil wasn't coherent enough to counter that, or anything in that matter, at the present moment as sleep consumed his body.

Smiling, Youngho ran his fingers throw Taeil's hair, soothing the untamed strands as his unoccupied hand went to the back of his head, closing his eyes. Taking a deep breath, Youngho thought of how he missed every minute of this. 

Granted, he missed out a month of Minhyung's growth, a month of Taeil's physical loving and a month of growth between them in the relationship, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be apart from them for so long again. At least not until they've gotten closer. But the main thing was that Youngho missed someone, or persons rather, and what a depressing feeling that was.

However, maybe, and this was him hypothetically thinking, time apart was growth in itself disguised in a blotch of self doubt.

~+~

"Sir Seo? Taeil?"

They faintly heard, almost mistaking it for a dream. Taeil was the first to stir from his reposed sleep state -- yet again. Then it was Youngho who was developing a minor headache as he reached for the lamp, hoving his hand over it so they got some form of light.

"U-um.. Taeil?" Jin, Taeil slowly started to register the voice to his ears, stuttered, standing with Minhyung in his arm and a bottle in his hand. "Min woke up a bit earlier today."

Taeil groaned, sitting up on Youngho, brain muscles not yet fully grasping the situation nor the the two entities by the door. After another minute of thinking and thawing out his foggy mind, he finally understood why he heard Jin's voice.

"Jin. I'm sorry but I could have sworn I just went back to bed." Taeil admitted, one of his hand on Youngho's clothed abdomen and the other rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"You did. It's just 4:28 am." Youngho uttered, a pillow pulled over his face to shield away the light that seemed to burn on contact. The sun had nothing over the artificial light in that instance, Youngho thought.