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"wow," felix says, toeing off his shoes. "you did a fantastic job with this place."
he's seen pictures – many pictures – of the apartment as the renovations progressed, but this is the first time he's actually seen the place in person.
"thank you," yeji grins. she skips over to the middle of the living room and twirls around, arms splayed out. "it's perfect, right? can't take full credit though, my brother's the artsy one, the mastermind behind everything. my job was just to veto the outrageous ideas and pay for the furniture."
laughing, felix shuts the door behind him. "can i look around?"
yeji plops down onto the couch and waves a nonchalant hand. "yeah, go ahead. remember to shower me with all the praise afterwards."
they've been colleagues for a couple of years now, and good friends for nearly as long. felix joined the company mere days after yeji did, and they bonded instantly over welcome lunches and cluelessness.
this is yeji's first home, and she's spent most of her time and energy turning it into her ideal abode.
it's paid off, felix is happy to say. the place is gorgeous, simple and elegant, and it fits her personality perfectly. he's the only person from their workplace to have been invited over, and it's an honour he's happy to receive.
felix flits from room to room, poking his head in past the doorways for a better look.
"love this painting," he comments as he returns to the living room, gesturing to a landscape hung up in the main hallway.
yeji pops the rest of a butter cookie into her mouth. "mm, it's my brother's. i can barely draw stick figures and he's out here painting every day as a hobby. although it pleases me greatly to say that his stick figures suck, too."
she scoots over to one end of the couch and pats the seat next to her. "c'mere, i got wine and cheap cheese – let's find some trashy reality show to watch while we slowly get drunk."
felix grimaces. "wine..."
"and sprite," yeji adds.
okay, now that's a combo he can get behind.
he's on his third glass of wine and sprite, and the alcohol has since started to really settle into his bloodstream. yeji's very much the same, and each time something remotely funny happens on the television, they're breaking out into peals of laughter and toppling over onto each other.
"gotta pee," yeji wheezes, teary-eyed and flushed in the cheeks. "pause the show!"
felix does, after a little bit of fumbling with the remote. he's crunching on a chip when the lock on the main door beeps and the door swings open.
startled, felix's foot kicks out and into the table, nearly sending the bottle of wine tipping over.
"whoa, you alright?"
felix closes a hand around the bottle and states.
his first thought should really be: INTRUDER! but all his wine-addled brain comes up with is: wow, he's hot.
"sorry, didn't mean to scare you, i wasn't aware there were guests. uh, is my sister home?"
sister? slowly, perhaps too slowly, felix catches on.
"wait, you're yeji's –?"
before the intruder can answer, yeji emerges from the bathroom and squeals.
"baby bro!" she winds her arms around his middle before reaching up to pinch both his cheeks. "i thought you were going to some festival this weekend?"
"it got cancelled due to bad weather, so i thought i'd come see you. didn't know you had a guest, though. sorry, i should've called."
she clicks her tongue. "nonsense, you can pop in whenever." with a hand around her brother's wrist, she drags him into the living room. "felix, hyunjin. hyunjin, felix. or yongbok, whatever you feel like. felix doesn't mind, right?"
felix shakes his head dumbly.
"hi," hyunjin says, and offers up a hand that felix accepts. "nice to meet you, hyung."
hyunjin's hand is big and solid around his, and felix holds on for an extra second or two before letting go.
"sit, sit. have you eaten dinner? i have some leftovers that i can heat up for you."
"i could eat, yeah, but i can do it myself. you should –"
yeji utters a simple tsk. "sit and let me be a hostess."
"when we lived together you always made me get food for you," hyunjin points out.
"yeah, cause i'm your big sister."
she points to the couch and hyunjin goes without a fight, settling down onto felix's left. felix tries not to focus too hard on the line of warmth coming from hyunjin's thigh against him, but he fails miserably.
he sips at his wine in an attempt to distract himself.
"so, uh. yeji says you're in uni?"
"oh, she talks about me? yeah, i'm actually about to graduate in a month." hyunjin turns to felix, a friendly smile curving his eyes into little half-moons. "you're the same felix that brings her baked goods at work?"
hyunjin hums. "she's given me one bite of your brownies once. it was really good."
"really?" what comes out of felix's mouth next is impulsive. "if you like them, i can bake more for yeji and you can have some."
a pause. then hyunjin's smile widens.
"yeah? that'd be awesome. thanks, hyung."
coincidentally, the next time felix sees hyunjin is a month later, on the same day he brings a tupperware of freshly baked brownies to yeji's desk.
"oh," he utters. "hello."
"hyung," hyunjin greets with a bow.
"i'm buying him lunch," is yeji's explanation for his presence in the office. "to celebrate his graduation! wanna come?"
she spots the tupperware in his hands and brightens. "oh, you must come. bring that!"
and so felix finds himself seated at a cute little bistro with the siblings, chatting over food and mocktails (unfortunately, they have to go back to work after this). hyunjin is just as delightful when he's sober, a fact that felix bemoans. it's one thing to think someone's hot and nice when you're tipsy, but thinking the same when you're sober just reaffirms every assumption tenfold.
he learns that hyunjin graduated with high distinction and is due to start an internship with a design company in a few weeks. he also learns that hyunjin is (luckily?) single and that he's been single ever since his disaster of an ex-girlfriend who even yeji dislikes.
said graduate has left the table to pay (with yeji's card) when felix turns to his friend and blurts, "you never told me your brother's cute."
yeji stares at him for a second or two before bursting out into laughter.
"oh my god. no way this is happening? uh, well, that's honestly not something i think about when it comes to him. but i'm sorry, really."
felix hides his flaming face behind his glass of water.
"but to make it up to you, i'll tell you this. he thinks you're pretty cute, too."
felix chokes on his water, and his hacking only gets worse when hyunjin reappears and slaps his back in alarm. yeji, the good friend she is, laughs.
they're walking back to the office and having felix's brownies as dessert when yeji says, "hey, hyunjin's moving into your neighbourhood for the duration of his internship; can you bring him around? he can be a little clueless –" hyunjin smacks her arm, something she easily ignores "– and it'd be great if he knows where the grocery store and pharmacy is."
felix knows what she's doing.
he knows what she's doing, and yet he hears himself agreeing to bring hyunjin around the neighbourhood.
yeji grins, like the cat that got the cream.
and so felix goes back to work with hyunjin's number in his phone, a searing brand of possibilities.
it's a balmy saturday when they meet up for the first time without yeji as a bridge. felix doesn't know what to expect, but surely it can't be bad.
he spots hyunjin waiting right where they'd arranged to meet, dressed simply in jeans, a black tee, and black combat boots. his hair is swept up in a messy bun, and felix wants to climb him like a tree.
after he takes a moment to compose and remind himself that he's the hyung and thus should betbe responsible one, he walks over.
"hey," he says, and hyunjin instantly pockets his phone. "i see you found this place just fine."
"i'm not as clueless as my sister likes to make it seem." hyunjin bows in greeting, bless him. "morning, hyung."
"more like afternoon," felix quips. "shall we? there's actually a really good hidden gem of a grocery store i'd like to show you."
as the day goes on, felix discovers that conversation is easy with hyunjin, like they've been friends for years. the laughs come easy, too, as do the brief touches to the arm, the back, even the hand as felix passes over a cup of coffee.
hyunjin is an attentive listener and an animated speaker, and the day passes in an enjoyable blur. hyunjin picks up some stuff for his place and they get an early dinner at a mom-and-pop restaurant before felix tells him that he's run out of places to show him.
it seems that this is the end of their day together.
the sky is a wash of purple when felix finds himself standing outside a nice block of apartments, a ten minute walk from his own.
hyunjin will be staying here for the next six months with a roommate.
"i'd invite you in for a drink or something, but i think my roommate is probably still playing a very loud game of call of duty."
felix turns to hyunjin. "you can come to mine."
hyunjin's gaze meets his, and the unexpected ball of hope in felix's stomach flares and fizzles in a loop until –
"yeah," hyunjin says. "i'd like that."
in hindsight, he should've realised what his proposition looked like. he never actually intended for this night to end this way – inviting hyunjin back to his place was merely an attempt to prolong their time together because it'd been truly enjoyable.
he didn't have a plan, per se, but he could've come up with one on the spot. maybe more conversation around some expensive tea and his own shortbread cookies, but not this.
'this' being hyunjin's weight pressing him down into the cushions of his couch, one a little too lumpy from where it's trapped under his ass.
'this' being his fingers pulling hyunjin's hair out of its bun, the strands framing his face in what is truly, in felix's opinion, an unfairly perfect way.
'this' being hyunjin settled between his legs, mouth fitting over felix's like long-lost puzzle pieces, each dart of his tongue past his lips like a tripwire.
how did this even happen? hyunjin was showing felix childhood photos of him and yeji, hyunjin was very helpfully ranking a few of felix's cookies in order of preference, felix was digging around in his drawers for his copy of super smash bros...
felix can sort of recall a touch to his knee, then his thigh, before the younger very politely asked for permission to kiss him.
but is he complaining? not at all.
he is very much the opposite of bothered, and he's pretty sure hyunjin knows.
a hand slips up underneath the hem of his shirt and felix arches up into the touch, skin tingling when hyunjin's thumb skates across the jut of his hip.
his lips are tender when hyunjin pulls away, lungs achy from forgetting to breathe.
"hyung," hyunjin whispers, and felix can't quite look away from the shine on the younger's mouth. "hyung."
"hm?"
"i had a great time today. thanks for taking time out of your day to bring me around.”
wait, what –
“i should head home soon, i wouldn’t want to impose.”
felix sits up as best as he can with the lower half of his body pinned down.
“you don’t have to leave. not yet, anyway.”
the hand on his hip hasn’t moved. slowly, so that hyunjin can choose to decline his advances, he curls a hand around the younger’s nape and tugs him back down.
he kisses him, a chaste, close-mouthed press of lips against lips. a bribe to get him to stay, perhaps, and he wonders if it is effective.
then:
"hyung, do you want me to stay?"
that hand inches up higher, smoothing over the keys of his ribs. felix is positive hyunjin can feel the rattle of his heart. then his thumb rolls over the pert bud of a nipple and a shudder ripples through felix's body.
"hyung," hyunjin says again. felix thinks the honorific has never sounded better. "do you want me to fuck you?"
there's a line of kisses running down his jaw and two long fingers stretching him open, and felix is feeling a little lightheaded.
they didn't want to part just to make the move to felix's bedroom, so they made do with the single sachet of lube in hyunjin's wallet ("what?" he said. "it comes in handy!"). the curtains aren't even drawn, although they're high up enough that no one would be able to see them.
hyunjin's unlawfully good with his fingers. they're long enough to reach the deepest parts of him, each drag of them against his walls coaxing a dribble of precome out of the tip of his cock.
felix digs his nails into hyunjin's shoulders for purchase and grinds down onto the digits inside him. hyunjin drops his head back so he can gaze up at him, pupils blown and lips bruised red.
"you look so good like this," hyunjin says, smoothing his free hand down felix's flank. "better than i could've ever imagined."
"you've thought about this?" felix asks breathlessly. "fucking your hyung?"
hyunjin shrugs. "yeah, maybe once or twice. and not just any hyung; only you. can you blame me? look at you."
felix has received his fair share of compliments, if he can say so himself, but when they're coming from someone like hyunjin who is so blatantly frank and not just saying them to get into his pants, they hit a little differently.
it's hard not to let it get to his head, but he's not exactly trying to prevent that, either.
"but you're not actually fucking me though, are you?"
hyunjin's brows rise. "i'll get there. good things come to those who wait, hyung."
but he does offer felix a consolation prize in the form of a third finger, and that's definitely better than nothing.
even with three fingers and the entire packet of lube, the stretch burns. felix knows from experience if he says anything vaguely complimentary about his partners' sizes, odds are that he'll get some juvenile quip about big dicks.
but he still can't help the words that come forth, uninhibited.
"i can feel you all the way up here." he sets a hand on his sternum as he breathes; yeah, right there.
all hyunjin says is, "oh, sorry. do you need a minute?"
it's so unexpected that felix nearly laughs. sorry? that's adorable.
as it stands, he shakes his head and sets a hand over the one fitted into the dip of his waist.
"i like it."
he gives a tentative roll of the hips and moans at the jolt of pleasure shooting straight into his gut. hyunjin's grip on his waist tightens, and damn if that doesn't spur felix on.
he starts off slow, riding him like he's savouring the world's best dessert, and hyunjin lets him do as he wishes, hands dropping to his hips to help. felix keeps at it until he needs more, and he dips down to bite lightly at hyunjin's lips before rising up onto his knees.
his hole clutches at the head of hyunjin's dick, unwilling to let go, and he drops back down just to feel that punch to his gut.
hyunjin closes a hand around his cock and soaks in the moans when he presses the pad of his thumb into felix's slit.
"fuck," felix manages, rhythm faltering, nails clawing up hyunjin's back. "fuckfuck –"
then he's no longer seated on hyunjin's lap, and he finds himself on his back, knees pushed up to his chest. the couch pillows are scattered on the floor and hiding their clothes from view, and all felix can do is lie there and take it.
hyunjin fucks in deep, each push of his cock into him thick and fulfilling. it takes effort, but felix succeeds in sweeping hyunjin's hair out of his face.
he eyes a bead of sweat running down his temple and swipes it away, and the action has hyunjin's lips curving into a smile.
"yongbok hyung," he says. felix doesn't want hyunjin to ever stop calling him. "i want to see you come."
"fuck me a little harder, then."
hyunjin laughs, but he obeys and does just that. it doesn't take much more than a few more snaps of hyunjin's hips for felix to come with a shout, spilling white over his stomach. hyunjin fucks him through it, until the pleasure bleeds into oversensitivity, until he's shuddering through his own orgasm and filling the condom up.
"okay," felix pants. he lets hyunjin drop his entire weight onto him, both of them heedless of the mess. "that was, really fucking good."
hyunjin hums, throaty.
"hyung," he says again, and felix knows hyunjin can feel the way he shivered. "you're single, right?"
felix trails fingertips down the expanse of hyunjin's back, the skin clammy with sweat. he likes it.
"yeah, i am."
"let me take you out on a date."
"yeji is not going to let me live this down," felix sighs, "but i suppose you can."
he basks in the way hyunjin's eyes light up and happily lets him reclaim his mouth. they kiss languidly until hyunjin moves his attention to the curve of felix's neck and felix has to call for an emergency time-out.
"wait, how young do you think i am?!"