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Hongjoong drove home alone, as he had been for the past few months. Winding through the streets completely on auto-pilot, after a final meeting for the day at the station his mind was exhausted and all he craved was to get home, drink, and sleep.
Arriving home he immediately sensed something was off, he unlocked the door and stepped inside, quietly closing and locking the door behind him.
He turned to the kitchen and flicked the light on, illuminating the entire studio apartment. A familiar figure was lit up, sitting in his desk chair, reading through his case reports, a couple of which were overdue.
"Jesus fucking Christ Gerald what did I tell you about letting strangers in?!" Hongjoong put a hand on his hip, speaking in a rather serious manner.
The man sitting at the desk, Seonghwa, looked up from the reports with a slight confused look, "Did you just call me Gerald?" The other shook his head, completely brushing off Seonghwa's presence, "No! Gerald is my boyfriend."
Seonghwa pushed the papers away, now facing Hongjoong with his arms crossed in front of him, a confused yet displeased look sat on his face. "I don't remember knowing that you had a boyfriend." Hongjoong scoffed and turned to the fridge, pulling out a whiskey bottle and drinking straight from it. He wiped the droplets that fell from his mouth and scowled at Seonghwa, "Gerald is the fucking fish you dimwit. If you really stalked me properly than you'd know that Gerald is my pet goldfish and I 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 have a boyfriend."
The older was left speechless at what Hongjoong had said, he only clenched his jaw as to not let it drop. "Listen, I'm gonna take a guess and say you're here to what.. kill me?" Hongjoong threw himself onto his bed face first, placing the whiskey bottle on the floor next to the bed. "Go on, get it over with."
Seonghwa's expression calmed as he scooted the chair close to Hongjoong's bed, "I'm not here to kill you. You really have to change the misconception that all I do is kill people that I meet. I'm just here to talk with you, is it so much to ask to speak with another person?"
Hongjoong rolled over and let out a long sigh, "It is to speak with this person. As a matter of fact, why the fuck am I even talking to you?" He reached to grab his phone from his back pocket, his intentions were to call this in and hopefully get Seonghwa arrested. But before he could even unlock his phone the device was smacked from his hands and his wrists were pinned above his head, Seonghwa hovering over him. "I thought I made it clear last time, that there's no way you can get me behind bars."
The younger contained all desires to spit directly in Seonghwa's face, glaring up at him, "You couldn't possibly be any worse. Get off me." Even though Hongjoong was burning up in frustration and anger, part of him, a very small part of him enjoyed being underneath the other male as he subtly eyed him up and down. Wanting to push the other over the edge, just to see the result. Seonghwa caught that small glint of lust in Hongjoong's expression, "You're saying that, but I can tell there's something else you want."
Hongjoong went silent, he didn't know how to respond to Seonghwa, because what he said was true. "Don't know what to say for yourself? Why don't you let me explain myself, and while I do that.. I'll make it worth your time. How does that sound?" Seonghwa chuckled at the man's silence, "I'm sure you'll be verbal if you want me to stop."
Seonghwa began unbuttoning Hongjoong's shirt, talking gravelly into his ear, "You see Agent Kim. Ever since that first case, when your team stormed my warehouse. I saw something in you, a flame. I just knew I needed to get closer to you." He moved down to his neck, laying kisses and dark purple marks on Hongjoong's soft skin, "Therefore, I purposely continued to lay homicides down for your team. I watched from a distance.. until now." He still held Hongjoong's wrists above his head, he knew if he let go, this moment would be ruined.
Hongjoong bit his lip, desperately trying not to let any sounds leave his mouth as he relinquished in the feeling of Seonghwa's lips on his skin. He hated himself for actually enjoying this, for enjoying this intimate moment with the person he despises the most. Yet he turned his head slightly, allowing Seonghwa more access to his neck.
Soon the two were tangled up in each other, dirty whispers and sounds escaped their mouths as they removed their clothing. Hongjoong was completely lost to the brown haired man, obeying and begging for him throughout their long night together.
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shorter chapter bcs (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖) yk. i would've elaborated more on the "smut" but LiEK- i suck at it.
so like zero: fever, pt. 1... how we feeling? thanxx and to the beat are for sure my favorite tracks, but all the tracks are really impressive ngl, we better give the boys another win.
oH. and wayv released an eng version of bad alive toOoOo, the mv was sO gOoD- mY BOY WINWIN SNAPPEDDDDD + oneus released the come back home mv, the concept is eVERYTHING, truly a masterpiece.
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