Blue

6

I wake up by Jisung, the moonlight bright enough to light the room, and seeing he had been crying. His laptop was open on his pillow while he was below the pillow, head on his hands. I run my hand through his hair.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask.

He hums. He shivers and looks at me with sleepy eyes. I rub his back lightly.

"You okay?" I ask.

He nods. "Yeah, I woke up and I was studying, but I was tired and sore, so I cried. But I'm alright." He says, ruffling his fluffy blond hair.

"Are you sure?" I close his laptop.

He sets it on his nightstand. "Yeah, I'm fine." He cuddles me. "How are you? Why are you awake?"

"I just woke up. I don't know." I shrug.

"How would you feel if I dyed my hair purple?"

"That would be cute on you." I nod.

"Good." He nods. "Because I got hair dye." He clings to me.

I squish his chubby cheeks, smiling. "You're gonna go bald by the time you're thirty." I pat his lower back.

"Hmm, I'm still sensitive." He moves my hands from his lower half.

I smile. "Really?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yes, and Blue already heard us once."

"Then I suggest you stay quiet." I whisper to him.

He looks at me with big eyes. "Wha-?!"

I flip us over so I'm on top. He whines and hides under a pillow. I grab his neck.

"I'll make you ride a pillow again." I say before squeezing his upper thigh.

He puts it under his head. "Don't do too much, please. I like having the ability to walk." He mumbles.
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He can't walk. I wrecked him senseless and he's still whimpering at each touch. I kiss his forehead.

"Do you feel okay? Do you want me to stay home from work?"

"No, I'm okay..." He nuzzles me.

"Not even go in late? I'm happy to stay a little longer with you." I offer while he presses his cheek to my shoulder.

"Well... an hour wouldn't hurt, would it?" He looks up at me.

"No, it wouldn't."

"Good. Because I want you to dye my hair." He tries sitting up, only wincing and falling back into my arms.

"Alright, but only if I can sleep for a bit. I'm sure you're tired." I rub my eyes.

I fumble around with my hands, making him take my length in him again. He whines loudly while my member simply sits in his ass.

"Why?" He groans.

"It's cold." I giggle, hugging him.

"It's soft." He pouts.

"Would you rather me do this hard? It's freezing."

"No, but I'm so sensitive. Don't do anything funky when I'm sleeping." He adjusts the blankets on his shoulders.

I kiss his shoulder and nuzzle his neck. "I would never." I smirk.

"Hyunjin, seriously, you're gonna get hurt."

"No, I won't." I shake my head.

He reaches at my thigh, pinching my skin. I swat his hand away from me.

"You're gonna get hurt." I hold his hands. "Goodnight, Honey." I mumble.

"Goodnight, Babe." He sighs.

He falls asleep. He held my hand to his cheek so he can cuddle it. So soft. I kiss along his shoulder and neck, managing to fall asleep with him.

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I wake up to my alarm. I turn it off and sigh. I pull out of Jisung, making him whine. He looks at me tiredly.

"What?" He asks.

"I didn't say anything. I have work."

"No, not yet. Stay for a little longer." He attempts to move his hips back to mine. "Put it back in. It's comfortable."

"You said you didn't like it." I sit up and put myself back in my pants.

He whines again. "Then dye my hair." He huffs at me.