Night Workout

Chapter 3: Last Night in More Parts

JANUARY 4TH: PART II

The walk up was weird. Again there were no words but there's this heightened sense of urgency. The moment they parked, Nine dragged him by the hand -half running and not looking back, even though their luggage and things are still in the car. In the elevator their hands stayed intertwined, but Nine's face stayed facing forward, only letting Joong catch his eyes through their reflection in the mirrored walls. By the door, Nine had to let go -one hand fishing out the key from his pocket and the other one steadying the door handle. But by the time the lock jingled open those hands are back on Joong.

Pulled through the doorway and slipped into the room, the younger didn't even get to move a step before those lips are back on his. Same fluttering eyelashes, same warm blushy cheeks, same soft lips and tender kisses. It's nothing near their first but it truly will never lose its magic. Warm hands on hips, stumbling feet gaining purchase -they let go for a moment to shuck off their shoes and move further into the room. Then it's back to the action, Nine's arm around Joong's neck, his feet positioned in a tiptoe. It's the stuff of romance novels, the height difference just a trope immersion. They kissed standing for god knows how long, and then Nine made a little whiny noise and that's Joong's cue to stop.

They've done this many a time, and even went past this aplenty, never quite all the way but they're well acquainted with each other's body. The whine is one of his telltales. Sometimes it's a push on his shoulder, sometimes it's fingers yanking the soft hairs at the back of his neck, sometimes it's sharp canines biting his lobes, sometimes it's a pinch on his hips. Point is, that's Nine's-speak for "wait!", an unspoken word that only Joong can decipher. He looked down, meeting sparkly bashful eyes -his own carry an unveiled amount of warmness.

"What's wrong? Nai?"

Joong's fingers restarts their strokes on Nine's face, as if it's reflex, as if he's been pavloved to do so. Bashful eyes looked down at their feet, searching for something it's never gonna find there. And then there's warm fingers on pale chin, holding it up -still stroking, still gentle and warm.

"I said what's wrong? Can you answer me?" Big warm eyes searched smaller bashful ones, they got lost instead.

A pout and a mumble "...the bed..."

Nine is rarely like this, sometimes it seems never even. He is strong, fierce, bossy, and demanding. He makes his own decision and will drag Joong through his. Rightfully so, by the way. Nine has had to stick to his guns since he was little because of the absence of a father figure. All his life, he's only known how to be strong for himself and the people he loves. Everyone knows how strong Nine is -how deceiving his gentle looks can be when you dare cross him.

So this Nine -this Nine he's seeing now, is different. He is endearingly shy and nervous. Timid in expression and approach.

Now Joong appreciates Nine in any way that he is, but he has to say that this Nine, this Nine is soul-crushing adorable. This Nine is the one that makes it clear for Joong that he's let down his walls for once. This is the Nine that tells him, he has made it. A spot in Nine's heart -whether big or small, he's at least made it there. This Nine is the one he looks forward to meeting more and more. The one he wishes to keep and never let go.

"What's wrong with the bed?" Warm eyes turned cheeky, a smirk followed.

Furrowed eyebrows, a light bap on the younger's shoulder "Nothing's wrong..." The older's bashful eyes looked away "Just -let's...on, the bed..." Bashful eyes turned back, sparkly and hesitant. How can Joong say no to that?

Joong let out a slight fond chuckle, and then his big warm hands guides the older to the bed.

"As you wish"

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I hope you've been enjoying this thus far. Honestly writing this started out pretty easy, but right now I'm kind of lost in where I'm supposed to bring this story to. I have some stuff brewing still but yea, some suggestions and direction would be nice. Comments are greatly appreciated, please don't be a silent reader -I love to know your thoughts. Also if any of you are a part of the twitter fandom, feel free to hit me up at @masternyims

See you in the next update, hopefully soon!