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♬ imagine - ariana grande ♬
step up, the two of us,
nobody knows us
get in the car like "skrrt"
staying up all night, order me pad thai,
then we gon' sleep till noon
me with no makeup,
you in the bathtub,
bubbles and bubbly, ooh
this is a pleasure, feels like we never
act this regular
--
sunoo has never imagined that the life of an idol would be so difficult.
but sitting on the bed next to riki, with his hands trembling as they rested over his lap, he's drowning in all sorts of emotions he never thought he would experience. is the piercing pain in his heart a result of his argument with the younger, or is it because of the reason behind the fight?
guilt soars through him when he's unable to meet his boyfriend's eyes, instead looking downwards at the oh-so-interesting floor. he knows that ni-ki's trying to catch his attention from beside him, an arm's length spacing between them, but he can't summon enough courage to even look up. tears are probably going to spill out of his eyes if he does.
they've just finished their concert in chicago, and the members are all getting some rest in their respective hotel rooms after their concert. beforehand, they'd all played rock paper scissors to determine everyone's roommates, as always, and sunoo was blessed enough to get ni-ki as his roommate. he can still remember the dread bubbling inside him when jungwon tapped his shoulder afterwards and whispered something about how it was the perfect opportunity to make up with his boyfriend.
it all started after the second day of their concert in korea.
click, click, click and post
drip, drip, dripped in gold
quick, quick, quick, let's go
kiss me and take off your clothes
due to his exhaustion, sunoo had not bothered to start a conversation with any of the members on the way back to the dorms, even ignoring ni-ki, who had been desperately seeking his attention, trying to hold his hand in the car and tapping him profusely. this, of course, annoyed sunoo a little. well - it always did, but sunoo had never felt the need to push ni-ki away so strong inside him. really, he just wanted to curl up in his bed and sleep.
his irritation and fatigue hadn't come without reason, though. first of all, most of his energy had been drained from the tiring performances, when he'd had to give his all in front of the large crowd. the other thing - ni-ki had just completely ignored his existence out of nowhere, even refusing to hold his hand during their bow at the end of the concert. why ni-ki loved to get on his nerves like that, sunoo would never know. but maybe his mood was just terrible, because it had never bothered him so much previously.
when they'd gotten back to the dorm, sunoo had been so tired that he couldn't eat dinner, instead collapsing onto his bed straight after taking the shortest shower humanely possible. of course, his boyfriend had gotten worried and followed him into the room, slipping into the space beside him and immediately pulling him into his arms. sunoo should have been comforted by this, but somehow his annoyance grew and he flinched out of the younger's hold, trying his best to ignore the way ni-ki looked at him with anxiety in his eyes.
"love, what's wrong?" ni-ki whispered, concern edging his voice, but he kept his distance warily.
somehow it was enough to make sunoo snap even though the younger really hadn't done anything. exasperated in the spur of the moment, he hissed, "oh my god, do you like acting like i don't exist the entire day then pretend nothing happened?"
he sat up on the bed, his head spinning with anger. ni-ki had the sense to sit up as well, looking stiff and hurt. it made a small twinge of guilt stir in sunoo's chest, but he bit his lip, waiting for a response. he wasn't sure what he was expecting from ni-ki, because he knew that they both had the same fierce temper and stubborn personality. when they clashed, they really argued.
"what are you saying?" ni-ki eventually burst out, his gaze turning hard in an instant. "what are you even accusing me of?"
"you refused to even direct one word towards me, you ignored me when i tried to grab your hand during the bows. are you doing this on purpose?" sunoo ranted, without pausing for breath at all.
"weren't you the one who told me to stop acting so clingy in front of everyone?" the younger frowned, looking mockingly bewildered. "oh, ni-ki yah, they might get suspicious of us!"
a wave of emotion rushed through sunoo as he lashed back, "and they'll be even more suspicious if you don't say shit to me! do you not understand instructions at all?"
he winced as his boyfriend stared at him, looking hurt and indignant all at the same time. "what fucking instructions, hyung? you weren't clear about it at all! how are you mad at me for doing the exact thing you told me to do? why on earth are you even so paranoid about this? if we act normally they're not going to care, right?"
"however we act, they're still going to use it against us!" his heart giving a painful throb, sunoo stood up and glared coldly at ni-ki. "i told you to be careful! do you not care about any of this?"
"since when did i say that?" ni-ki jumped to his feet as well, looking painfully horrified. "why are you so adamant on acting perfectly in front of everyone? are you sure it's not you who doesn't care about our relationship? example - whatever the hell is going on right now!"
sunoo felt his heart stop. surely the fact that they would never be able to behave normally when they were in public wouldn't tear him and ni-ki apart, would it? his eyes burned with tears that desperately wanted to leak out of his eyes.
"i'm just scared of their reaction," he finally managed to breathe, glancing away from ni-ki's angry, smoldering eyes. "i just wish nobody knew us."
there was a period of silence as ni-ki seemingly took in everything, before he sighed. "hyung, i wish for that too. more than you'll ever know. i'm going to go and eat dinner. um, rest well, i guess."
when the younger finally left the room, not bothering to close the door quietly, sunoo sat back down on the edge of his bed, his stomach churning with unease as he got lost in his thoughts again.
imagine a world like that
imagine a world like that
we go like up 'til i'm 'sleep on your chest,
love how my face fits so good in your neck
why can't you imagine a world like that?
imagine a world
"uh, are you hungry?"
ni-ki's tentative voice snaps sunoo back to reality. his spine shivers slightly when he finally looks up and meets his boyfriend's - well, he doesn't know anymore, to be honest - shaky gaze. it seems as though the both of them don't know how to address everything that's going on, and the realisation that ni-ki is just as confused as he is provides him with a tiny sense of comfort.
he still feels guilty, though. he remembers crying tears of shame into his pillowcase after ni-ki left the room, unable to fathom what he had said then. yes, he had been exasperated and ni-ki was just pushing him closer to the edge, but he really shouldn't have just taken it out on him.
he purses his lips, feeling sick to his stomach. he doesn't feel like answering the younger, but he nods anyway, hoping that tonight they'll be able to resolve the dispute.
they always do, anyways.
ni-ki promptly takes out his phone, although with an air of awkwardness surrounding him as sunoo shifts just a little closer to see what he's ordering. it makes sunoo self-conscious, and he worries about whether the younger is disappointed by the fact that they're roommates in the first place. maybe he just wants to have a peaceful night without being bombarded with emotions.
well, of course, that's not what sunoo feels - he wants to try to talk it out with ni-ki - , so he has no idea why he's thinking this way.
"you want some takoyaki?" ni-ki hums quietly, glancing at sunoo for half a second. a small chill passes through sunoo when he notices the emotion plastered across his face; he can nearly swear that tears are dotting the younger's eyes.
he nods meekly in response, remaining silent even though all he wants is to spew out the longest apology his lungs would let him say. if he says something, it'd make everything feel too overwhelming. he just knows he'll end up in bitter tears.
soon he can't take the awkward silence anymore, so he whispers hoarsely, "i'm going to take a shower. i'll be right back."
but if he's honest, even he knows that he seems like he's trying to escape, like he always does. after all, he's not that great of a liar, and when given the choice between fight or flight, he tends to choose flight. he hates this about himself, but what can he do? it's a part of him - it's his personality. even ni-ki has been trying to get him to face his fears, urging him to keep his chin up in difficult times instead of turning his back to whatever's bothering him. it's almost funny. sunoo could survive being trapped in a haunted house for an entire night, but when he's faced with an issue that tests his emotional stability, he's likely to flee at the first sign of danger.
he takes a quick shower, drowning himself in both steaming hot water and his intruding thoughts. he's unsure whether ni-ki wants to use the shower after him or not, but he ensures to keep the area around it clean. ni-ki's complained about it before, and sunoo can't bring himself to annoy the younger even one bit.
when he eventually steps out of their shared bathroom, a towel draped loosely around his shoulders, he instantly notices ni-ki trying to rearrange the objects on the hotel desk so that they can eat. apparently, their food has already been delivered, the box sits right in the middle of the glass table.
"hyung," ni-ki calls, when he notices that sunoo's come out of the shower. he has actually managed to smile a little. "come and eat."
a rush of warmth passes through sunoo and he tries to mirror the younger's expression. but he knows that in reality his cheeks are all red and he looks extremely awkward. he walks stiffly over and scans the small space ni-ki has created for them.
since they have no plastic plates with them, and jay told them not to trust the hotel ones, they have to settle from eating from the box itself. furthermore, ni-ki's gesturing for sunoo to sit next to him on the only one-seater chair the room has. sunoo doesn't have any objections, don't get him wrong. it just feels too close considering they still have an unresolved argument hanging above their heads. nonetheless, he sits down beside ni-ki cautiously, hyperaware of the small space between their thighs and the light brushing of their arms as the younger shifts a little closer to him.
emotion sparks in sunoo's stomach. he can tell - ni-ki wants to make up with him, but just like him, he has no idea how. it takes sunoo a lot of strength not to instinctively lean into ni-ki and relish in his comfort.
they take off the lid of the box, quietly beginning to eat. sunoo tries to keep himself from shivering every time he feels the younger's hand touch his momentarily as he reaches to grab another ball of takoyaki. apprehension knots in his stomach. his heart is going crazy knowing that his boyfriend is right beside him, experiencing the same confusing and scary emotions that he is.
and to sunoo's relief and surprise from how sudden it was, ni-ki slipped an arm around his waist, pulling him closer in a gentle side hug.
"love," he murmurs, his voice breaking slightly. he's brought his lips close to sunoo's ear, and now all he can feel is a breath of warmth against his cheek as the younger speaks slowly and carefully. "i can't take it anymore, please talk to me again. i'm sorry for being so stubborn the other day."
god, he didn't have to say it like that, did he? now sunoo feels guiltier because he knows that he's the one who started it all. he was the cause of the complications that day. he fidgets with his hands, again not daring to look into his boyfriend's eyes.
"it's my fault though, you were just defending yourself. i was so mean." memories come back to sunoo's mind and his head gives a weak throb in protest, tears gathering in his eyes.
"love," ni-ki calls again, and sunoo swears he's melting from the number of times the younger has used the pet name. "i understand. it's okay."
he calmly lifts sunoo with a surprising amount of ease and settles him on his lap, pressing two fingers to his nape to push his head onto his shoulder. this position is so familiar to sunoo, and he feels at home as he smiles and nuzzles ni-ki's ear with the tip of his nose.
"but really, why didn't you want to talk to me at all during the concert?" he mumbles quietly, unable to stop the question from surfacing. ni-ki stiffens slightly in sunoo's embrace, his fingers stilling from where they were nestled in sunoo's hair. it sends dread spiralling through sunoo - he has no idea whether the reaction is good or bad.
so it shocks him when ni-ki seems to collect himself, swiping his tongue over his lips.
"because i knew if i got too close to you, i'd take you right then and there. and obviously i couldn't do that, right, hyung?" he croons, combing through the rest of sunoo's hair. sunoo gulps, knowing where their conversation is headed. ni-ki'd been trying persistently to get sunoo riled up before their argument, but to no avail. sunoo had stubbornly tried to ignore him, no matter how turned on he was by the way ni-ki kissed trails of fire up his thighs, the way he made him sit right in front of him while he jerked off with half-lidded eyes boring into him.
even now, thinking about it, sunoo turns sweaty - his palms are beginning to feel like they're producing essential oils. he shifts in ni-ki's lap, closing his eyes in defeat when he feels ni-ki's hard cock pressing at his clothed ass. his sweating intensifies when he feels the younger's lips against his earlobe.
"i've missed you, hyung. every single part of you."
the words are laced with such cheekiness that makes sunoo want to scream, yet succumb to the need prodding at his behind. ni-ki spots his flushing cheeks and decides to goad him on.
"there's hardly any time that we get for ourselves, love, all the other members love to steal you as their roommate, but i really, really want to be your roommate all the time. we should complain to wonie hyung! it's a win-win, he'll probably opt to sleep with jay hyung, won't h-"
sunoo's hardly listening. he tilts his head and shuts the younger up with a much needed, tentative kiss. the younger's eyes widen in slight shock, but he manages to kiss him back fiercely, as if he wants to show off his dominance. when sunoo draws away, he's heartened to notice that there's a deep flush of red spreading across ni-ki's face, highlighting his handsome features more.
sunoo finds it endearing how he's watched the younger grow from a small teenager from japan to a tall, insanely good-looking man. he grins against ni-ki's lips, tilting his head downwards to look at his lap instead.
riki immediately seizes the opportunity to tease him, chuckling softly. "you're so cute when you're shy."
his fingers travel down to rest on the curve of his back, pressing there gently to make sunoo arch more into his hold. he loves this so much. everything feels so slow and steady, making every touch feel unique.
"please, hyung," ni-ki murmurs, and sunoo has no idea what he's asking for, sucking in a sharp breath before the younger tilts his head upwards and kisses him again. "i need you, now."
sunoo hums, it's all he's able to do as he's enveloped in the feeling of ni-ki’s tongue tangling with his. it feels more special since they haven’t even interacted since the fateful day. emotions are tied up inside sunoo’s tight chest, it makes it hard to breathe especially with the younger smothering all his exhalations with slow kisses.
to get ni-ki more excited, sunoo purposely shifts his body and grinds on his boyfriend while he lets his lips detach from ni-ki’s with a string of saliva and an alluring smirk. his heart jumps when the younger bites his kiss-swollen lips and lets his head lean backwards against the chair, exposing his sweat-slicked neck. sunoo wastes no time pressing biting, wet smooches against the pale skin. the younger always tastes so much like a mug of hot chocolate, creamy and warm.
ni-ki whines quietly, his large hands holding sunoo’s waist even tighter with every nip on his stretch of skin. sunoo’s careful not to bite too hard, though, for he knows they still have more concerts to attend. it’s stupid though, he thinks, that they’re doing this when they know full well how they’re going to ache the next day.
it’s too late now, though. sunoo’s brain is screaming at every thought of pushing the younger away, and he knows that ni-ki would be even more disappointed if he decided to stop everything.
eager to please, as always. way to go, sunoo, he chastises himself.
he loops a leg over ni-ki’s waist, letting his hands travel to his collar as he breaks his lips away from his reddening neck and returns to his waiting lips. however, while he’s lightly caressing the younger’s lips with his own, he’s lifted into the air by familiar strong arms, taking him by surprise.
“naughty, aren’t you, love? have you purposely been trying to avoid me because you knew i’d get riled up the second you tried to get me going? well, it’s worked.”
sunoo shivers, hearing ni-ki’s deep voice in his ears. at this point, he’s literally aching for the younger, his whole body is shaking with need to have his boyfriend deep inside him, praising him and telling him how much he’s been missed.
while ni-ki drops him onto the mattress with his lips pursed eagerly, he tugs on his sweatshirt as if to make a point that he wants it off right now, he needs the younger to take him.
after holding back for so long, sunoo misses the feeling of ni-ki plunging as far as he can into him. just the thought of it makes him twitch in his shorts.
“you know, engenes have been begging for a weverse live from us,” sunoo murmurs, caged underneath ni-ki’s arms. “i saw masses of them screaming at us, freaking out by the fact that we’re roommates.”
“i’d give them what they wanted,” ni-ki laughs, and sunoo feels his heart melt. “but they’ll have to wait. we have something more important to do.”
knew you were perfect after the first kiss,
took a deep breath like, “ooh”
feels like forever, baby, i never
thought that it would be you
tell me your secrets,
all of the creep shit
that’s how i know it’s true
baby, direct it, name in the credits
like the movies do
sunoo sighs mockingly, shaking his head when ni-ki frowns at him. “what?”
“look at you, so selfish, you just want engenes to suffer while we have fun,” he pouts teasingly, reaching up and pulling ni-ki down into a hug.
something flashes in the younger’s eyes as he pulls away sharply, shaking his head. “then we can stop here and start a live if you want, love.”
he’s about to pull away from sunoo’s grasp, but the elder instantly grabs his wrist, ashamed that a small pool of panic has gathered in his abdomen at the thought of ni-ki leaving. the younger raises an eyebrow at this, tutting in disapproval at his reaction.
“you are a hypocrite, hyung, you want this too.”
he wags a finger in front of sunoo’s eyes, retracting it when the elder slaps it away.
"at least we can both agree that we're really fucking selfish," sunoo giggles, sticking out his tongue childishly. ni-ki smirks and takes it between his teeth, biting down on it, while his fingers work at the hem of sunoo's sweatshirt to pull it off him. it slips over his shoulders in one swift motion. then, ni-ki undresses the rest of him, stripping himself down as well until they're both free from any forms of clothing between them.
"you're so pretty, hyung, it dazes me every time i see you," ni-ki confesses suddenly, his eyes wide with gleaming want and enthusiasm. his fingers play at the tip of sunoo's erection, swiping at the precum gathered there.
assaulted by the weak pleasure, sunoo whimpers, throwing back his head. ni-ki seems to enjoy his reactions and pumps him a few times before stopping sharply - it feels way more titillating than sunoo would ever admit. he just knows that along with the embarrassing moans he’s making, his cheeks are dark with desire and need.
he realises that he really hadn’t remembered how wonderful all the attention and sensations were, he hadn’t remembered how good it felt to be able to lay back and let ni-ki take good care of him.
“more,” he gurgles, eliciting a chuckle from the younger as he drops a kiss on his forehead, assuring him that everything would be okay. “please, ni-ki, i’ve been wanting you for so long.”
at this, ni-ki’s eyes light up, a smile curling his plump lips. “i know, i have too. be patient, love.”
the younger trails his fingertips up sunoo’s thighs, lifting his legs to reveal his gaping hole. kissing both of his ankles, he drapes each leg over his respective shoulders and leans down to take sunoo’s face in his hands.
“you’re beautiful, hyung,” he hums, breathing heavily through dishevelled hair. he looks so unexplainably hot at the moment, sunoo literally wants to beg for him to hurry up. “i just want you to bear my children.”
heat floods through sunoo’s entire body after hearing the younger shamelessly mutter those words, and he finds that it’s hardly disturbing to him - in fact, it’s the opposite. it makes him flush with need, it arouses him even more.
“then fuck me like you mean it, love,” sunoo whines, lacing every word with a hint of temptation. “please stop taking so long.”
“well, i’ll have you recall that it was you who refused to let me even touch you. with the excuse of ‘we’re going to be in so much pain tomorrow!’” ni-ki scowls, pressing his thumb to sunoo’s entrance. it evokes a quiet mewl from him.
“it- it wasn’t an excuse,” sunoo cries out, his eyes brimming with frustrated tears. his dick gives a painful throb, and he tries to pull the younger closer with his heels. “it was the truth!”
ni-ki sighs, reaching over the bed to grab the bottle of lube that he’d packed with him for their world tour. just in case.
“i suppose that’s true, but it’s your fault that we’re only doing this now, so deal with it,” he croons after drizzling some on his fingers, brushing them teasingly over sunoo’s entrance. sunoo wonders how he’s managed to stay alive all these years when the younger is so good at resisting his pleads, no matter how desperate he gets.
then, finally, a finger sinks into him, and his walls gratefully close around it. the feeling makes sunoo moan loudly, something he should be embarrassed about since it’s literally only one finger.
“how many do you want this time?” ni-ki asks him, a lilt in his honeyed voice as he eases more of his middle finger into sunoo.
unable to keep his thoughts in order, sunoo babbles, “all of them, riki, i want all you have. please, please, please..”
through his glassy vision, he sees conflict stirring on ni-ki’s face as he works another digit into him, and he wants to tear up because of it.
“well, that’s going to be hard,” the younger jokes, flexing both of his fingers to stretch him out. sunoo hisses at the burning sensation assaulting his ass. “how about three?”
“whatever!”
ni-ki nods and mumbles, “three,” before another finger slips into sunoo. it hurts a little, but it’s nothing sunoo hasn’t taken before. he can’t suppress the moans leaving his lips every once in a while. it was as if the fingers inside him, just barely reaching up at his prostate, were creating a deep, dark pit that ached with hunger for something more, the inevitable hardness of ni-ki’s huge dick penetrating him.
he lets out a breathy groan, spreading his legs further apart to tell ni-ki to quicken his movements. luckily for him, this time the younger obeys and starts thrusting his three digits inside him so quickly that it makes sunoo think that ni-ki does finger exercises with heeseung, who claims to enjoy doing finger pushups.
it’s enough to make sunoo feel like he’s reaching his climax already; he feels his walls begin to clench even harder while his abdomen starts to collect heat and pleasure. there’s a rising feeling of desperation shaking him as his thigh muscles begin to clench, his toes curling on the opposite end of the bed.
ni-ki notices this, and slows down his ministrations with a cheeky grin as soon as he does. sunoo’s eyes widen with disbelief, and he whines loudly in protest, trying to kick his legs. it’s not fair, what is the younger doing? he was so close to release, what more does ni-ki want from him? tears collect in his eyelashes as he stares at the younger, who has taken all his fingers out of sunoo.
“ni-ki, wh- why?” he cries, unable to stop a couple of tears from leaking from his eyes. he watches as ni-ki’s gaze softens, and he rests his left hand next to sunoo’s head, using the other to wipe his tears away.
“i’m sorry, hyung, but it’s gonna feel much better if you wait, okay, love? please wait a little more, you’ll get your reward soon. don’t you want it to feel good?”
before sunoo can respond with a nod of longing, he drops a sweet kiss to his temple before drawing away and aligning his length with sunoo’s hole almost instantly.
“please don’t slow down again, riki,” he whispers, looking deep into the younger’s auburn tinted eyes. “please.”
ni-ki purses his lips, looking insanely adorable, before he closes his eyes and drops his head. “of course, i won’t, love.”
sunoo gives him a small smile, before he feels ni-ki’s fingers grasping his as he pushes in.
“god, it- it feels so, so good,” he mutters, letting high-pitched moans escape his mouth as ni-ki begins to thrust inside him with a vigour that makes him arch his back in pleasure even though they’ve just started. the younger’s firm hands grip his shoulders, holding him still as he rails into him faster than lightning in a stormy evening.
“i promise you, hyung,” ni-ki mumbles, as he slams deep into him, hitting his prostate with a considerable amount of force that makes sunoo cry out. “i promise, i won’t slow down again.”
“ni-ki yah,” sunoo mewls, a bead of sweat rolling down his temple onto the pillowcase. “please, please go faster.”
ni-ki nods, acknowledging him, leans forward to kiss him, and begins to roll his hips faster, making quicker movements as he continues to erratically fuck him harder. sunoo wails, on the verge of tears from how good it made his entire body feel. his limbs are aching so badly with the need to release, his walls are shaking and clenching as hard as they can around ni-ki’s length that is sparing no mercy for him.
soon enough, he feels his climax approaching again, and he lets his head fall back against the pillow, muttering strings of curse words that tell ni-ki that he’s about to let go. the younger bites his lips and furrows his brows in concentration, giving a few more sloppy thrusts before he comes inside of sunoo, filling him up with the feeling of warmth and comfort, like drinking a hot drink on a cold day.
it makes sunoo climax too, his fingernails scratching at ni-ki’s back that’s loaded with firm muscles built from all the working out the younger has been doing. he loves it and loathes it at the same time, but it all just feels so good and he’s too worn out to care. cum oozes out of his dick, coating ni-ki’s stomach with clearish-whitish liquid, and when his orgasm finally dies down he falls slack against the bedsheets, his breath caught in his throat.
ni-ki collapses on top of him as well, making sure to kiss his cheeks soothingly. “you did well, hyung, so well.”
sunoo smiles at the praise, basking in the warmth of the younger’s attention on him. his heart flutters with joy at the fact that they’ve finally made up, and ni-ki’s just given him the sex of a lifetime. he whispers a hushed, ‘i love you’, and kisses riki, allowing himself to get lost in his smothering, sweet kisses.
click, click, click, and post,
dripped, dripped, dripped, in gold,
quick, quick, quick, let’s go,
kiss me and take off your clothes
the day after they make up, sunoo wakes up to realise that his back is indeed aching like nobody’s business, and when he nudges ni-ki and is regarded with a pained moan, panic floods through him.
jungwon’s going to kill him, really, but he can hardly bring himself to care as he gazes down at how the younger is sleeping beside him, clinging onto his arm like a koala bear. at least, perhaps, it was all for a good cause.
maybe.
imagine a world like that
imagine a world like that
we go like up 'til i'm 'sleep on your chest,
love how my face fits so good in your neck
why can't you imagine a world like that?
imagine a world
end.