[completed] Yeosang has to come to terms with the fact that his life is no fairytale, not even a romantic novel - just another short story, fighting to stay above water in the bottomless ocean of so many others'. And in that ocean, he will have to r...
(A/N:iiiiif you haven't read the spin-off "Alone together" which is the backstory of Hyunjin and Yeosang, I suggest to doing so before reading this! You can find it, after the ending in "Just as we are")
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The outer might fool the eye, but underneath the tailored suit, the signs of the wicked still remains - engraved into Hyunjin's skin, as a deranged tale of who he used to be.
And most likely still is.
Yeosang's fingers run slowly across all over them, as he undresses Hyunjin on their way to the bedroom - lips testing each other out, tongues tasting every part of the other's warm mouth. Soft moans are exchanged, while their hands get greedier for the feeling of each other's skin.
"I've wanted you for so long," Hyunjin whispers, his eyes and words burning into Yeosang's soul. "And I never stopped loving you. Never."
Hwang Hyunjin never understood the word love, what it meant or how someone should react to it. He didn't back then, and he probably still doesn't.
Or maybe it's Yeosang who has misunderstood it all along?
Being pulled on to sit on Hyunjin's lap, both of their bodies naked and eager, Yeosang starts to believe that the latter is the truth. Hyunjin had come so close to being Yeosang's first, and maybe he should just have let him. Just let him take him as he pleased, body, mind and soul. No one had understood Yeosang the way Hyunjin did - and he had been so selfish to push him away.
Yeosang had told himself he was better off without him, even if that meant he would be alone. But in this very moment, with their lips pressed against each other, he realizes that it is better this way - they, are better this way. Together in the loneliness.
Hyunjin hums into Yeosang's hair, as he slowly starts pushing into him, and Yeosang bites his lower lip as the pain of being stretched out runs through him. Soft hands are stroking against his skin, trying to ease the hurt, and soft kisses and placed all over his shoulder blades.
"H-Hyunjin.... Ah..." Yeosang gasps, moving his body with the pace Hyunjin is setting.
"I've waited so long, for you to say my name like that," Hyunjin breathes against Yeosang's neck, fingers diving into his hair, pulling his head backwards.
Each time Hyunjin pulls out, only to fill him up again in a instant, Yeosang feels like this is the thing he has been needed all his life. No chasing after the unattainable, unrealistic form of being loved. Just this.
But one thing is missing. Hyunjin is careful, almost too careful - although there is something about the way his nails dig into the skin at Yeosang's hips; impatiently.
"Harder," Yeosang gasps, pushing himself against Hyunjin's hips.
"What if I hurt you?" The words seem concerned, but the tone of Hyunjin's voice reveals his true intentions.
