A pair of silk lips pressed against the skin of his neck, a tickling sensation traveling up his side from a set of fingertips exploring the bare landscape.
"Wake up..." A smooth, deep voice called in a sing-songy voice into the sleeping male's ear.
Tangled in a sheer bedsheet, face buried into a pillow made of clouds, and his small frame engulfed by the soft mattress, Hongjoong's eyes slowly fluttered open as he awoke from a deep sleep. A gentle stream of light entered the room through the cracks of the blinds across the room, illuminating the dimly lit room.
A subtly smile curled the corners of his lips. Hongjoong rolled over onto his back slowly, coming face to face with his blonde-haired lover, who hovered over him with an angelic smile and messy hair.
"Yeosang... Why must you always wake me up so early?" Hongjoong sighed out tiredly as he rubbed his eyes.
"You looked so peaceful, but I couldn't wait any longer. I missed your voice, your smile..." Yeosang cooed in a gentle tone, one of his hands brushing back Hongjoong's hair before cupping his cheek.
"You see me every morning and every night..." Hongjoong replied with a wide smile, pulling up the sheet under his armpits.
Yeosang used his other hand to pull the dark-haired male closer to him by his waist. "That's not enough for me. I want to see you every second of every day..." He leaned his face in close, connecting a slow, passionate, open-mouthed kiss upon Hongjoong's lips.
A flush of excitement and pure bliss vibrated in Hongjoong's chest the moment their lips met, sighing out softly as his arms snaked around his lover's neck.
Despite the rocky past between the two, somehow it brought them together in the end. When Seonghwa had completely vanished, Hongjoong was left with nothing. He had nowhere to go, he had no family, he didn't have friends to take him in, left to defend himself against a large city known for criminal activity, a lamb sent to the slaughter.
Shivering from the cold night air, huddled on the wet concrete beneath a covered doorway of a closed shop, Yeosang found Hongjoong by complete chance. He didn't hesitate to take Hongjoong in, fed him, gave him clothes, and a place to stay until he was able to figure out a better situation. It wasn't long until the two became close, closer than either of them had ever intended.
Yeosang basically waited on every hand and foot for Hongjoong, whatever he needed, whatever he wanted, Yeosang would do it in a heartbeat without question.
Yeosang broke from the kiss, his gentle lips trailing down the soft skin of Hongjoong's cheek, finding his way down to his neck and collarbone. Hongjoong let out a gentle sigh in response, biting down on the flesh of his bottom lip.
"Yeosang... I need to go to town again today. We can't do this right now." Hongjoong said with a cheeky smile.
"Oh come on..." Yeosang lifted his head to look at him, his hands traveled along Hongjoong's torso, stopping at his thigh and squeezing at the flesh through the sheets. "You don't have to go now, right?"
Hongjoong swallowed dryly when his thigh was grabbed, an electric feeling of excitement shooting through his body. "I-I would like to go soon, y-yes." He stammered slightly.
"Just one time before you leave?" Yeosang peppered Hongjoong's cheek with gentle kisses.
"As much as I would love to, if I accept then we'll be in bed all day," Hongjoong said with a small laugh.
The dark-haired male placed his hand against Yeosang's chest, pushing him back onto the bed before sitting up. Hongjoong threw the sheets off of his waist, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed before getting out of bed.
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| Antidote | Poison 2nd Book |
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] (SPELLING ERRORS PRESENT) This is a sequel to my previous SeongJoong fic, Poison. #5 - 에이티즈 01/10/2020 ****THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SENSITIVE CONTENT, SMUT, AND MILD VIOLENCE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK****