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It was already dark when Wooyoung exited his managers car, thanking him and wishing him a good night. Wooyoung spent the whole day at the studio, taking vocal lessons and perfecting his dance. Even though he was tired before when he stretched his sore limbs, he just couldn't miss this night. They couldn't meet up that often due to their busy schedules and he missed his hyung dearly. He closed his eyes for a bit, taking in the summer night air.
Then he quickly put his mask on and entered the convenience store across the street. He took his time wandering through the aisles. What would his hyung like? His phone buzzed. It was hyung. He was almost here. Wooyoung grabbed a packet of his favorite chips and a mochi set and went to the drinks aisle. He was craving some coffee, even though it was already late. He picked his hyungs favorite refreshing drink and went over to the cashier.
"Good evening. Is that all?" A tired looking student behind the register looked up from her phone at him. He nodded and avoided her gaze, when she gave him a certain look. Like she recognized him from somewhere and was trying to figure out from where. Normally he would be glad to be recognized, always happy to have a quick talk with fans. But there were just certain times where he didn't want to be recognized. So he quickly paid with his company card and thanked her. Then he grabbed his bag and exited the store. He looked around for his hyungs car. What did his car look like again?
The car across the street pulled down a window. He squinted and heard a familiar chuckle.
"Get in."
Wooyoung grinned and quickly got in his hyungs car.
"Wow. Did you always have such a nice car, hyung?" He asked as he got in, putting his bag on his lap.
"Well, it's new." His hyung replied with a smile. Their eyes met.
"Are... are the windows tinted?" Wooyoung sheepishly ran a hand through his long hair.
"Of course they are." His hyung replied and Wooyoung could hear his smirk even though he didn't look at him. He quickly pressed the button to pull the window back up and turned back to look at his hyung. He leaned forward to peck his hyungs lips.
"Hi, Changkyunnie-hyung."
He pulled away a bit and licked over his upper lip. Changkyun glanced down at Wooyoungs lips and traced over them with his thumb.
"Hi Young-ah." He replied and pulled Wooyoung towards him by his jaw, until their lips met again. Wooyoung smiled into the kiss and then pulled away before things got too heated. They had all night for that.
"I bought some stuff. Shall we head to the river first?" Changkyun nodded and started the car. He glanced over when he heard Wooyoung sip on his coffee.
"You should really dial down on the coffee you know? You're insane." Wooyoung tsked. "Yeah, yeah i know hyung." Changkyun shook his head. "No you don't. I worry, you know? Your manager told me you even sometimes had to go to the hospital."
Wooyoung didn't know what to say to that. It was true. So he stayed silent and looked down at his hands. "... From now on, you're only allowed to drink decaf on our dates." Changkyun suddenly decided.
Wooyoung gasped. "What?!" The pout was evident in his voice but Changkyun kept his eyes on the road.
"Don't pout. It's for your own good."
Wooyoung crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat with a frown on his face. Until he felt Changkyun grab his hand and intertwined their hands. Wooyoung melted and smiled, placing their hands on his knee. He used his other hand to trace Changkyuns fingers, the back of this hand and his forearm, drawing little patterns on his skin. "Thank you for worrying over me." He said after some time. Changkyun lightly squeezed his hand.
"Always."
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They arrived at Han river. With the car parked nearby they didn't have to go far. There were barely any people at this part of the river. Changkyun opened the trunk and pulled out a blanket as well as a bag of takeout. They found a place on the grass and placed the blanket down, then set their stuff down and sat down next to each other. Changkyun took the food out of the bag. Wooyoung watched him assemble the boxes in front of them and open the packets with the chopsticks. Changkyun took his box of Ramyeon and started eating, while Wooyoung stared at him mindlessly and in awe for a moment. He reached out to tuck a strand of Changkyuns hair behind his ear, his hand lingering on his cheek, before slightly pinching it. Changkyun frowned at him.
"What? Why aren't you eating?" Before Wooyoung could say anything, Changkyun fed him some of his Ramyeon.
"Here, it's delicious." Wooyoung couldn't stop smiling.
They started talking about work. About their busy last weeks, their new music, dance practices... and the need for a vacation.
"I really wanna go somewhere together." Wooyoung mumbled, mouth full of chips. Changkyun laughed at that, reaching out to put an arm around his shoulders.
"I don't know if we can... but I also want to. I want to go somewhere far away with you." Wooyoung leaned back against Changkyuns arm.
"How about England? We can't go farther than that." He chuckled.
"Yeah, that's far enough." Changkun also chuckled, pressing a kiss to Wooyoungs head.
"We should go to a wellness hotel. With a big Spa. And then just get pampered all day." Wooyoung hummed approvingly. "That sounds great. Can we go right now?" Changkyun pulled him even tighter towards him and put their heads together.
"We'll go someday, I promise. ...It's getting cold. Let's go back." He said half heartedly, not making a move to get up. Wooyoung snuggled into his shoulder and then turned his head to look at his hyung.
"...Can I go back to yours tonight?"
Changkyun played with Wooyoungs hair and then met his gaze.
"Of course. Always."
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They arrived at Changkyuns house about forty five minutes later. Everytime Wooyoung visited it was clean. But too clean for his liking. It didn't really look like someone lived here. Maybe cause Changkyun was always at his studio. He took of his shoes and leaned against the kitchen counter. It looked like it was never used before.
"I think I need to come over more. I'll cook you something tasty." he announced as Changkyun entered. He was immediately pulled into an embrace, his head pulled against Changkyuns chest.
"I'll gladly accept that offer." Changkyun muttered and let his fingers run through Wooyoungs hair again.
"You like my hair?" Wooyoung teased.
"It looks good on you." Changkyun replied honestly. His immediate honesty made Wooyoung blush.
"Since I saw you today, all I wanted to do is touch it, caress it... pull it." He grabbed a handful of Wooyoungs hair and pulled. Wooyoung couldn't help the startled moan that escaped him. His face felt hot as he looked up at his hyung and he voiced out his simple request.
"More, hyung."
Wooyoung was picked up and set down on the kitchen counter, while the grip in his hair tightened. His head was pulled back and Changkyun hungrily attacked his neck with kisses and bites, sucking at the sensitive skin. He knew Wooyoung didn't have schedules for the next days. Also, they didn't see each other for so long, his dongsaeng could probably bear to hide a few hickeys. He pressed himself between Wooyoungs legs and pulled away to take in his view. Wooyoung was breathing heavily, his whole face was flushed as he squirmed uncomfortably on the counter. He reached out to Changkyun, pulling his face nearer while leaning down.
"Don't stop... Kiss me, hyung."
Immediately their lips pressed together. Changkyun pulled Wooyoung head backwards by his hair, until his dongsaeng was lying down on the counter on his back. Changkyun leaned over him, his right hand holding him up.
"You wanna do this right here or should we move somewhere more comfortable?" He asked the man pressed down on his kitchen counter.
"... No, I wanna stay here. I'm already sore everywhere from dance practise anyway."
Changkyun laughed and nuzzled his nose in Wooyoungs neck. "Alright then..." He entangled his fingers from Wooyoungs hair and let his hand wander down to his shirt. He felt the muscles of Wooyoung stomach flex a bit when he let his fingers trace over the skin. Wooyoung shivered at the touch. He pulled up the fabric and let his hand wander, while Wooyoung pulled the shirt over his head and tossed it aside.
Changkyun was always fascinated by Wooyoungs chest, leaving hickeys and kisses there and squeezing it, admiring Wooyoungs body. "You look so good, Young-ah. Did it get bigger?" he asked while he sucked on the warm skin.
"I-i don't know... I worked out quite a bit since I last saw you..." Wooyoung answered in a haze, his own hands running over Changkyuns upper body and back, pushing up his shirt. Changkyun got the hint and took it off, before giving his attention to another part of Wooyoungs body- his legs. He gripped at his thighs, spreading them a bit and squeezing the inner part, again makin Wooyoung squirm. He grinned. "I guess I have to inspect your whole body and see what else changed right?" he said, while slowly opening Wooyoungs zipper.
"Please do."
Wooyoung bit his lip and sat up a bit to kick his pants off after Changkyun slowly and teasingly slid them down.
"You're so beautiful, Young-ah." Changkyun whispered in awe, taking in the almost naked mans body in front of him. He didn't miss how his words made his dongsaeng blush everytime he gave him a compliment. It was cute. Almost addicting. Making him want to see more and more. "You look so sexy right now. I wish you could see it. Maybe next time, we should do it in front of a mirror. Then you could see how hot you look when you are so desperate for me." He reached out to tuck some of the hair that had fallen into Wooyoungs face behind his ears and gave him a loving look. His dongsaeng truly looked so good right now. The blush took over his whole face and even his chest. His eyes were full of lust and neediness. And he was only looking at Changkyun.
Wooyoung grabbed Changkyuns thigh. "Hyung we can do everything you want next time but please hurry up! We haven't seen each other in so long... I'm really at my limit here..." That made Changkyun grin. "Oh yeah, you're already at your limit? Then you should better get on with it!" He pulled away, stepping away from the counter.
"Show me how much you missed me, Young-ah."
Wooyoung frowned and sat up. "Seriously?" he mumbled, a pout forming on his lips. But he knew how his hyung could get. So he put two fingers in his mouth and spread his legs. After wetting his fingers throughly, he pushed one of them into his rim. Since he had missed his hyung a lot, he had often imagined their next meeting while he layed in his bed alone. He was more than used to the feeling of stretching himself by now, his fingers easily went in and the uncomfortable feeling of the stretch wasn't that noticeable anymore. He closed his eyes and tried to relax around his fingers, before adding another one. Then he opened his eyes and met Changkyuns lustful stare. He felt something flip in his stomach. "Hyungie... I'm almost ready but we still need lube. You're too big." he whined.
"Of course, Young-ah. I don't want to hurt you..." Changkyun answered with a smile while stroking Wooyoungs cheek.
Wooyoung raised his eyebrow at him. "Uh huh. Who pulled my hair again?" Changkyun laughed while he walked to the bedroom to get the lube. He threw a quick look back over his shoulder.
"I know you loved it." Wooyoung couldn't argue with that.
Changkyun quickly returned with the lube and let some drip directly onto Wooyoungs rim, which made him shudder at the coldness. Then Changkyun smeared it a bit before putting one of his fingers in. Wooyoung already felt full, his own fingers were also still in him, stretching him out. He let out a shaky breath and closed his eyes again, immediately opening them when he heard Chankyuns pants hit the floor. He let his gaze trail over his hyungs now naked body and licked his lips. "Hyung you look so good." He grabbed Chankyungs hand and placed it on his own cheek. "Please pull my hair again, hyung."
Chankyun gladly did what Wooyoung asked of him, as he started pushing his finger in and out of Wooyoung at the same time. Wooyoung moaned loudly and felt his legs start twitching. Changkyun immediately stopped and retreated his fingers as well as his hands. Wooyoung whined but gasped as soon as he felt Changkyuns lubed up cock at his entrance. He slowly pushed in, giving Wooyoung time to relax his muscles around him. Then he grabbed his waist and started thrusting in and out. His fingers found Wooyoungs hair again and Wooyoung felt a shiver go through his whole body. Then Changkyun sped up the tempo and the force of his thrusts and Wooyoung couldn't help but moan and cling to him. He wrapped his legs around his hyungs waist and his arms around his neck, pulling him down into a sloppy kiss. One particularly harsh pull at his hair made his scalp tingle. He felt tears roll down his cheeks but he felt so good. His body tensed up and he felt a familar warm tingling sensation take over his body as he came.
Through a hazy vision he looked up at his hyung. He pulled him tightly towards him with his legs and clenched around his cock. Wooyoung watched his hyungs face closely when he pulled out and came all over Wooyoungs chest.
Then he pulled him into another kiss.
"Hyung, I really love... loved it." He said after a while. He gulped nervously. He almost made a mistake.
"...Yeah, I really... loved it too. Let's get cleaned up?" Changkyun said, already getting up.
Wooyoung said nothing, watching him as he stood and extended a hand to Wooyoung to help him stand. Wooyoung winced as his back ached when he moved.
But while they stood together in the shower, saying nothing, just cleaning each other up, Wooyoung also felt his heart ache. They had started meeting up like this about a year ago. He quickly became attached and missed his hyung a lot. But they barely had time to meet up and when they did it always tended to feel bittersweet. They always had to be careful that no one found out about them, keeping it a secret from everyone. They couldn't meet up in the daytime and never where other people were. They kept all this well hidden, yet Wooyoung wasn't even sure what they were.
They weren't boyfriends. But were they friends? Acquaintances? Fuck buddies? His stomach turned. He wasn't even sure what he wanted them to be. He had always adored his hyung. Sometimes when he thought about him, he felt his heart swell. But was it worth all this? The fear of being found out? Keeping secrets from his closet friends and family members? He wasn't sure how to feel. But when he crawled into his hyungs arms he at least momentarily felt like everything was allright. Like he was safe in those arms.
Like this was enough.
Always.