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Mingi’s eyes flutter open at the feeling of his body being shaken. He yawns and lifts his head sluggishly, rubbing his eyes as he looks over at San.
“Sorry to wake you, princess. Dinner’s ready,” San smiles softly, planting a kiss on his cheek. Mingi’s own smile is sleepy, a faint blush rising on his face.
“Hmm, five more minutes,” he rasps, wrapping his arm around San’s waist and pulling him close.
San laughs, snuggling into his embrace and threading his fingers through his messy hair. “Seonghwa made it very clear that I was to get you down there within the next minute. I think they know what we just did and wanna check up on you.”
“Not surprised,” Mingi snorts, nuzzling his head in the elder’s neck. “They know our secrets before we even do.”
“Right?” San giggles. The two lay like that for a few more minutes, until San is certain Mingi is about to fall asleep again and he shakes him gently, smiling down at him.
“Come on, bun,” he lightly pats Mingi’s back. “I know you’re hungry.”
“I wanna sleep,” Mingi groans, draping a leg across San’s lap in an attempt to get him to cave and stay in the bed with him.
San laughs, fond as he rubs Mingi’s thigh. “You can sleep more later, we need to get food in you.”
Mingi begrudgingly gets up after grumbling under his breath for a second, leaning most of his body weight against San as the two walk side by side down to the dining room.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” Seonghwa laughs when they see them, walking around the table and over to Mingi. “Had a nice nap?” They ask as they reach up to tame the haywire strands of Mingi’s bedhead.
Mingi locks eyes with the elder, his eyes narrowed because of how sleepy he still was. He raises a brow, analyzing Seonghwa’s smug face. “You know.”
Seonghwa pauses their smoothing of Mingi’s locks, grinning cheekily up at him. “Had to pee, might’ve heard a… Snore or two,” they shrug before fixing the last few pieces of his hair and giggling. “Yours, specifically.”
“Ugh.” Mingi groans, going to hide his blushing face in their neck. “Say nothing.” Seonghwa laughs, growing endeared at how clingy he was being. They wrap their arms around his waist, patting his ass in a playful manner.
“I won’t. They’re still gonna find out, though.”
“And I’ll smack them all when they do. I just don't need their horny asses climbing all over me just yet,” Mingi huffs.
Seonghwa plants a soft kiss to his cheek, smiling. “They’re already like that, so good luck with that,” they chuckle, kissing his lips before taking their seat at the table in between Wooyoung and Hongjoong.
Mingi chuckles, walking over to his chair and plopping down. Fuck, he should've been paying attention to how sore his ass was- the second he sat down a flash of pain shot up his spine, a hiss escaping from his lips.
“You okay?” San asks softly. He had taken the seat next to Mingi, noticing the twist of pain on his expression right away.
“Mhm,” he nods, tense for a moment before he settles back into the chair with a soft sigh. He looks over at San, a playful smile on his face. “Your fault.”
“Ah,” San giggles, his cheeks reddening. “I’m sorry.”
Dinner goes as it pretty much always does whenever they were together. Wooyoung does a majority of the talking, resulting in Seonghwa having to make sure he remembers to take bites of his food here and there since he’s so engrossed in the conversation that he keeps forgetting to eat. He’s chatting with Hongjoong and San mostly, very serious about the topic they’re currently on- what would they do if Wooyoung was a worm?
On the other side of the table, Jongho and Yunho are goofing off with each other. Jongho is poking and prodding the ticklish dancer in his side, and Yunho is karate-chopping Jongho’s wrists every time his hands breached his ‘personal bubble’. (“Stay, out, of, the, bub, ble,” he’s saying in between chops and giggles.) He also keeps pretending like he’s going to feed Jongho, only to put the bite in his own mouth at the last second with a smug grin- though he does offer Jongho an actual bite afterwards.
Mingi and Yeosang were the quietest, but it wasn't unusual for the two. They both liked to just listen to the silly conversations the others were having, chiming in when they have something to say. Though today, the reason for Mingi’s quietness was simply because he was exhausted, trying his hardest not to doze off at the table. He’s pretty much glued to San’s side now, the distance between their chairs much shorter than it was when they first sat down.
Seonghwa, as always, is watching over everyone, making sure everyone’s eating and not doing anything extraordinarily stupid outside of their usual shenanigans. They’re lightly scolding Jongho when he’s eating a little too fast, and putting more food on Hongjoong’s plate when he’s nearly done. Stressing out when Yunho nearly knocks his drink over trying to get away from Jongho’s mischievous hands, and reminding Wooyoung to eat for the millionth time and to stop talking about his newfound breeding kink at the dinner table. Glancing over at Mingi every so often and cooing at how sleepy he looks, and smacking the back of Yeosang’s head when he tries to steal a bite off of Hongjoong’s plate while he wasn’t looking. Thank god for San though, the only well-behaved child in this family. Seriously, it’s stressful raising six kids and a manchild.
Dinner ends, and the dishes and table get cleaned in a collaborative group effort before they split up for the rest of the night. Wooyoung and Seonghwa decided to go take Zia on a long walk together. Yeosang had retreated to the living room, feeling drained from the fun, active day and wanting to curl up on one of the loveseats with a book. San was scrolling on his phone laying down next to him, his head on Yeosang’s lap. Jongho and Yunho went down to the basement to play video games together- really, they’re spending half the time making out, the other half actually playing the game, and most of it snuggled up to each other.
Hongjoong had gone up to his room, now in the middle of working on a song he’s had an idea on for the whole day. He’s messing around with some melodies, his headphones on and blocking out the sound of Mingi’s footsteps when he walks in. “Joong?” He rubs his eye, pouting when Hongjoong doesn't register him.
Mingi walks closer, nudging Hongjoong’s shoulder. The elder yelps, whipping his head around and sighing in relief with a hand on his chest when he sees it was just Mingi.
The younger giggles. “What, you thought I was a murderer or something?” He teases when Hongjoong takes his headphones off, hanging them around his neck.
Hongjoong narrows his eyes at him, reaching out to pinch Mingi’s thigh. “You scared me, shut up.”
“Well, I called your name and you didn’t answer,” Mingi juts his bottom lip out, slumping his shoulders.
“Aw, you must be really tired,” Hongjoong coos. “You’re getting all pouty,” he teases, giggling when Mingi’s pout just grows bigger.
“Shut it. Can you massage my back?”
“Oh!” Hongjoong brightens up, instantly saving his work and shutting his laptop off. “Yeah, come on,” he crawls into the bed, patting the space next to him. He was used to getting requests for massages all the time, especially from the dancers, and he always enjoyed giving them as much as the others enjoyed receiving them. It totally wasn't just because he also enjoyed having the excuse to touch them.
Mingi smiles, laying down on his stomach and getting comfortable. Hongjoong straddles the back of his legs, lifting his shirt up. “Lower or upper?”
“Lower, please.” Mingi rests his head on his arms, closing his eyes as Hongjoong’s hands get to work, pressing firmly and kneading down on his lower back. The only sounds coming out of him are relieved sighs and groans, Hongjoong working his magic on some of the kinks and aches he’s had for weeks now, heightened from his recent time with San.
By the time Hongjoong is done, Mingi is half-asleep, his entire body feeling loose and relaxed. He groggily lifts his head up when Hongjoong leans down and hooks his chin over his shoulder, a soft smile on his face.
“Hmm, where’s my payment, pretty baby?” Hongjoong grins. Mingi’s cheeks tint a light pink, giggling as he turns his head to give Hongjoong a sweet kiss.
“Feeling better?” Mingi hums, nodding as he shifts around. Hongjoong lifts his body off of him, letting the other move around until he was laying on his back. Mingi gets more comfortable before he wraps his arms around the elder’s waist, nudging him to lay back down on top of him.
“What’s got you so clingy?” Hongjoong laughs, snuggling into his embrace.
Mingi half-shrugs, resting his chin on the other’s shoulder. “I just love you.”
“Aw. I love you too. You okay?” Hongjoong looks over at him, just wanting to be certain.
Mingi nods, smiling softly. “Tired.”
Hongjoong’s smile is fond, his fingers gentle as they move Mingi’s bangs out of his eyes. “I can tell. You should go to sleep.”
“Hm,” Mingi grunts out, though he makes no move to get up.
Hongjoong shakes his head in fond amusement. “You can sleep here. I’m sure Yeosang won’t mind, he’ll probably be more than happy to snuggle up with San tonight.”
“No, I’ll go in a sec.” Still no movement.
“Mingi,” Hongjoong breathes out in a laugh.
“Hmm,” Mingi hums, leaning up to meet Hongjoong in a kiss. It’s one that’s slow and sweet, the kind that has the both of them melting into each other, the kind where their love bleeds through and flows straight to their hearts settling warmly. “I love you,” Mingi hums when they pull away, his smile small and sweet.
“What’s gotten into you?” Hongjoong giggles, pushing Mingi’s bangs out of his face and cupping his cheeks. “Are you dying or something?”
Mingi looks up at him, chuckling. “What? I can’t just say I love you to my boyfriend?”
“You’re hardly this cute and clingy for no reason.”
The dancer smiles. “Maybe I’m just in the mood to be cute and clingy.”
“Uh-huh.” Hongjoong raises his eyebrow, narrowing his eyes at him. “You’re up to something, aren't you?”
Mingi rolls his eyes, huffing out an amused snort. “What makes you think I am?”
“You’re not making any of your bratty little comments,” Hongjoong says, wiggling an accusatory finger at the younger.
Mingi throws his head back on the pillow, his eyes scrunched shut as he giggles. “Oh my god, I don’t always make bratty little comments.”
“Yes, you do.”
“No, I don’t,” Mingi laughs, playfully smacking his chest. “Shut up.”
Hongjoong laughs, grabbing Mingi’s wrist. “You do.”
“Whatever. I think I’ll sleep now.” Mingi releases Hongjoong from his hold, the two sitting up and Mingi climbing off the bed. He gives the elder a quick kiss. “See you in the morning.”
“See ya. Night, babe.”
~
eight is fate
Today 9:46 PM
demon child:
mingi is acting weird🤨
barbie💅:
um
i mean its mingi and its you so😂😂😂😂
literal angel:
LMAOOOO
demon child:
NO LIKE DIFFERENT WEIRD
he’s being sweet 🤨
barbie💅:
you think hes being weird bc hes being sweet to you?😭😭😭
bratz💅:
BYEEEJEJJSJDJSJ
literal angel:
HELP
demon child:
YES
that’s hella sus🤨
golden baby:
HAHAHAHAH WHAT
barbie💅:
oh my god you fucking idiot😂😂😂
precious sunshine🥰:
what i can’t be nice to you sometimes😂😂
demon child:
DO U WANT SOMETHING FROM ME??
precious sunshine🥰:
other than that massage no😂
demon child:
SEE THAT’S WHY IT’S WEIRD
precious sunshine🥰:
oh my god😂😂😂
I’M NOT THAT MEAN TO YOU COME ON😂
barbie💅:
💀💀
demon child:
BUT U’RE BEING EXTREMELY SWEET🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨
WHAT ARE U UP TO
WHAT ARE U PLANNING
I’M ONTO YOU🧐🧐
golden baby:
LMAOOOO
no me tho
baby bear:
HAHAHAHAHAHHA
bratz💅:
HONGJOONGJFKDJSKSK
daddy:
PLSSS
precious sunshine🥰:
oh my god😂😂😂😂😂
nothing you idiot😂😂
maybe i’m just in a good mood🤫
demon child:
WELL WHY😂😂
precious sunshine🥰:
why not😂
can i not be in a good mood wtf
demon child:
🤨
something happened i know it
barbie💅:
😂😂😂 nosy idiots
let the man be in a good mood if he wants to be
baby bear:
nah he’s right something happened🤨
precious sunshine🥰:
stay outta my business😂
bratz💅:
oh my god
~
powerpuff bottoms
buttercup:
WAIT
bubbles:
NO ARE YOU THINKING WHAT I’M THINKING
blossom:
he got railed😂
~
eight is fate
demon child:
I’M NOSY😂
daddy:
😂😂😂😂
no you keep your nose right where it is thank you
~
powerpuff bottoms
buttercup:
AHAAAAAA
I KNEW IT
bubbles:
HOLD UP
WAS IT SAN????
buttercup:
PFFT WITH THAT RESPONSE?? IT DEFINITELY WAS
THEY DISAPPEARED TOGETHER BEFORE DINNER TOO
bubbles:
OH MY GOD
~
eight is fate
barbie💅:
PFFFFT
golden baby:
come onnnn what’s got you in such a good mood😂
hey if you tell us we can make sure youre in a good mood all the time😁😁😁😁
daddy:
oh that’s…
precious sunshine🥰:
STAY OUTTA MY BUSINESSSSSS😂😂😂😂
why did i get stuck with the nosiest people ever omg
barbie💅:
RIGHT😂😂😂
daddy:
for real😂
bratz💅:
PLSSS WERE JUST CURIOUS
demon child:
maybe i just wanna know everything about u🥺
golden baby:
exactly🥰
baby bear:
what shorty said🥰
demon child:
i
I WILL SMACK U
barbie💅:
hey hands off the baby😂
literal angel:
BACK OFF MY BABY
baby bear:
😇😇
bratz💅:
our baby🥰
demon child:
🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨
that is a GROWN man i’ll do as i please
which is getting his ass🍑👏🏻🫵🏼😁👉🏼🛏️
literal angel:
THE EMOJIS??????
golden baby:
PFFFFT THE FINGER AT THE BED IS WHAT GOT MENAKSKSKSJ
bratz💅:
HONGJOOFNFJDKDK
NO WHY IS THAT SO FUNNYYYY
baby bear:
BYEEEEEEE
daddy:
💀💀💀💀
someone get this man i swear😭
barbie💅:
HONGJOONG I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I CANT STAND YOU😂😂😂😂
demon child:
😁😁😁😁😁
so sit🙄
precious sunshine🥰:
omfg😂😂😂😂
no see yall are just nosy😂
baby bear:
so what if i am huh😙
demon child:
THAT TOO
~
powerpuff bottoms
blossom:
it was😂
i heard them when i went inside to pee
buttercup:
NO FUCKING WAY OH MY GOD
AND U SAID NOTHING🙄🙄🙄🙄🙄
bubbles:
HAHAHAH HE’S FINALLY ONE OF USSSSSSS
YEAH THAT’S SO RUDE🤨
blossom:
PFFT THE DOOR WAS CLOSED THATS WHY
I KNEW IF I SAID OH SAN AND MINGI ARE FUCKING RN YALL WOULD GO ZOOMING LIKE THE FUCKING FLASH😂😂😂
buttercup:
HEY-
okay yeah i wouldve🤭
bubbles:
what if we just wanted to watch😁
blossom:
you two gotta stop hanging out so much oh my god😂
buttercup:
um NO???
THATS MY BESTIEEEEEEEEE TY🥰🥰🥰
bubbles:
EXACTLY🥰
blossom:
i swear😂
LMAO LOOK AT THE GC
~
eight is fate
daddy:
PFFT
we don’t need to know everything😂😂😂
baby bear:
🤨
what’s up with you san
demon child:
uh huh now u’re acting sus🤨
daddy:
I AM NOT😂😂
HOW????
golden baby:
wait
baby bear:
WAIT
demon child:
oh hold up-
golden baby:
OH MY GOD
precious sunshine🥰:
oh great you figured it out didn't you😂
baby bear:
NO FUCKING WAY
demon child:
I KNEW IT😂
THAT’S WHY U WERE SO SLEEPY AT DINNER OMG
golden baby:
YOU GOT RAILED????
NO HE REALLY WAS HOLD UP
daddy:
looks like they did😂😂
demon child:
OH MY GOD THAT’S WHY U WANTED A MASSAGE TOO
NOW IT ALL MAKES SENSE
golden baby:
YOURE ONE OF US NOW🥳🥳🥳
demon child:
HE FUCKED THE BRAT OUTTA U LMAOOOOO
precious sunshine🥰:
shut the fuck up😭😭😭
daddy:
BYEEEE
demon child:
well i can definitely make sure u’re in a good mood all the time😁
golden baby:
WAIT I VOLUNTEER
baby bear:
AND IT WASN’T MEEEEEEEE😭😭😭😭
san you lucky bastard
daddy:
HELPDKDKSJSJ
precious sunshine🥰:
THIS IS WHY WE DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING😂😂😂😂
i cannot stand y’all omfg
~
powerpuff bottoms
buttercup:
HELP MEEEE
WHY ARE THEY SO HORNY OH MY GOD
I CAN’T BREATHEJDSJJ
bubbles:
WHY YOU ASKING US THIS AIN’T THE LEAST BIT SHOCKING😂
blossom:
not even surprised😂😂😂
~
eight is fate
literal angel:
👀👀👀👀👀👀
bratz💅:
HAHAHAHAH OMG
okay but hes good right🤭
precious sunshine🥰:
i am not talking about this😂
daddy:
got him to cum four times😁
golden baby:
WHATSYSUDJSJSJSNSK
ME WHEN
bratz💅:
OOP-
damn must be nice
barbie💅:
oh thats…😵💫
baby bear:
AND
IT WASN’T
golden baby:
OKAY BUT TELL ME EVERYTHING
baby bear:
MEEEEEEEEEEEEE😭😭😭😭😭
literal angel:
oh my GOD😩
bratz💅:
sooooooo when is it my turn😁😁😁😁
barbie💅:
WOOYOUNG😂
literal angel:
no same me when🥺
daddy:
HAHAHA
coming🥰
demon child:
👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
precious sunshine🥰:
SAN BE QUIET😭😭😭😭😭
literal angel:
🥰
demon child:
NO WAIT I’LL COME😁
damn why wasn't that me tho😭😭
daddy:
WHAT I WANNA BRAG A LITTLE MINGI😂
precious sunshine🥰:
SHUT UP😂😂😂😂😂😂
demon child:
oh brag all u want please
lemme hear more🤩
precious sunshine🥰:
i cant with yall😂
baby bear:
no i would be bragging too tf😂
yes every single detail come on🫣
bratz💅:
BYE
golden baby:
NO BRAG SOME MORE COME ON
literal angel:
💀💀💀💀💀
daddy:
HAHAHHAHAH
barbie💅:
I CANNOT😂
precious sunshine🥰:
im leaving😂😂
~
powerpuff bottoms
buttercup:
WELP NOW WE KNOW HOW MUCH HE LIKES IT HELPDKDKSJ
blossom:
and now i’m getting thoughts goddamnit😭
buttercup:
PFFFFFT
i think u would actually kill mingi ngl
or at least put him in a coma
blossom:
HELLO????
bubbles:
NO YOU REALLY WOULD LMAO
blossom:
IM NOT THAT ROUGH😂
buttercup:
um
WHOS LYING TO U???
bubbles:
🤨🤨🤨🤨
blossom:
HELP AM I REALLY😭😭
bubbles:
YES????
buttercup:
do u really look at my entire body fucking SHAKING and go damn i dont think im that rough????
blossom:
um
i mean😂😂😂
bubbles:
you literally made me black out once????
blossom:
oh now that was fun😂
bubbles:
HELLO?
you’re fucking evil😭
blossom:
🤭🤭🤭
buttercup:
DAMN😂
i came close to blacking out a few times ngl
blossom:
BYEEEE
well thank you i try🥰
buttercup:
PLSSS
bubbles:
wanna try again rn😁
blossom:
oh my god get your horny ass to sleep😂
buttercup:
booooo🙄
bubbles:
booo you’re no fun😒
blossom:
i cant with yall😂
~
Wooyoung frowns at the sight of himself in the bathroom mirror, turning sideways to look at his stomach. He had gained a little bit of weight over the summer break, mostly from all the good food he was eating, and also from the small break he had taken from dance and work. While he didn’t hate it at first, it was starting to bother him now, not liking the way his stomach was rounding out at the bottom.
He whips his head around when he hears someone enter, immediately brightening at the sight of San. “Hi.”
“Hey sunshine, don’t mind me,” he chuckles, heading over to where his toiletries kit was and grabbing his toothpaste and toothbrush. He puts the toothpaste on, about to start brushing his teeth when he notices the sad look on Wooyoung’s face.
He quickly sets his toothbrush down, a gentle hand resting on Wooyoung’s lower back. “Hey baby… You okay?”
Wooyoung nods. “Mhm.”
San wraps his arms around him in a backhug, resting his chin on his shoulder. “You sure?”
Chewing on his bottom lip, Wooyoung looks up at him through the mirror. He hesitates, mouth opening and closing. It heightens San’s concern, the elder pulling away and grabbing his hands to turn him around so that they were facing each other.
“What’s wrong?"
Wooyoung sighs, looking down at the floor. “Can you tell I’ve gained weight?”
San is taken aback by the response, shocked that Wooyoung would even be thinking about such a thing. His shoulders slump, heart sinking at the perturbed look on the younger’s face. “Oh baby, you know you’re beautiful no matter what.”
Wooyoung deflates. “So you can.”
“No,” San frowns, resting a hand on Wooyoung’s cheek. “No, I didn’t mean it like that, Woo… If anything, I like you like this more.”
Wooyoung looks up at him, his eyes shining. “You do?”
“Mhm,” San nods, smiling softly. “It makes me happy, because it tells me that you’re healthy, that you’re eating well and treating yourself well, and you’re comfortable in your life, which is all I want for you. Those are good things, right? It’s not always such a bad thing to gain a little bit of weight. It’s natural. A part of life. Hey, I’ve gained a lot of weight too.”
Wooyoung smiles weakly, resting his head on San’s shoulder. He sighs. “But that’s different. You gained muscle. I’m just getting fat.”
“You're not getting fat,” San is quick to say. “Hey, where’s my confident baby, hmm?” He hooks his finger under Wooyoung’s chin, lifting his head up to meet his eyes. “Where’s my sunshine who’s always preaching that we should always love ourselves, no matter what we feel about how we look?”
Wooyoung blushes, his shy smile boring a hint of sadness. He half-shrugs, looking down at the floor again. He can’t look at San, not when he’s looking at him with so much love and adoration in his eyes. He’s feeling like he’s not deserving of it, not at that moment. “I dunno.”
San frowns, his hand rising to stroke his cheek. “You don’t? Okay, what’s bothering you specifically?”
Wooyoung chews on his bottom lip, eyes shifting to his body. “My stomach. It’s…”
“Your stomach?” San looks down, resting a hand on the younger’s stomach. “What’s wrong with it?”
Wooyoung grimaces, reluctantly peeling his hand off. As much as he loves and craves San’s touch, he doesn't want San to feel what he sees, to feel what’s making him grow so insecure. “It’s rounding out, and I don’t like it. I feel fat and ugly, maybe… Maybe I should start working out-”
“You’re not fat or ugly,” San cuts him off, not having any of it. “Don’t think that. And baby, don’t think that you need to be a certain weight to be pretty. You’re always gonna be beautiful on the outside, because no matter what changes about your body, on the inside you’re still the most kind-hearted, sweetest little sunshine I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. That’s what defines your beauty. Not your weight. Not your body. You,” San finishes with a finger tapping Wooyoung's chest, right above his heart.
Tears well up in Wooyoung’s eyes. “Sannie…”
“And I’m not gonna sit here and let you talk bad about yourself, you got that?” San cups Wooyoung’s cheeks, his touch gentle but his hands firm, their eyes meeting. “I’ll wake you up every morning just to tell you that you’re the most angelic being I’ve ever seen, that your beauty transcends every single word in every single language. I’ll keep telling you that every day for the rest of my life, because I want you to believe that. Not just hear it, not just know it, believe it.”
“I really don't deserve you,” Wooyoung sniffles, his tears falling freely now.
San thumbs his tears away, smiling softly. “You deserve the entire world. And I would give it to you if I could,” he says before placing a soft kiss on Wooyoung's lips. Wooyoung giggles into the kiss, looking up at San with sparkling eyes when he pulls away.
“There’s my sunshine,” San smiles, booping his nose. Wooyoung can't stop blushing and giggling now, filled to the brim with an overwhelming amount of love for his soulmate.
“You’re too good to me,” he pouts. San laughs softly, pulling him into a hug.
“It’s what you deserve though,” he says, rubbing his back. “I hate that you’re feeling so upset over your precious tummy.”
“Precious?” Wooyoung giggles, pulling back slightly to look up at him.
“So precious,” he gets down on a knee, lifting Wooyoung’s shirt. “How could you hate this, hmm?” San presses soft kisses along his tummy. “I love it. It suits you, you’re so soft and biteable and squishy. Like a little teddy bear.”
“Sannie,” Wooyoung laughs, trying to shy away. San isn't letting him move an inch, his hands holding his waist in a sturdy grip.
“Hmm, next time I wanna take a nap, I’m coming to find you. I know you’d make an amazing pillow,” he says, nuzzling his cheek against his stomach.
“Shut up,” Wooyoung giggles, threading his fingers through San’s hair.
“And you know what else?”
“What?”
“Your thighs? Ugh, perfection,” he groans as he wraps his hands around Wooyoung’s thighs, squeezing. “Look at how soft they are. So thick and perfect. You have no idea how many times a day I think about these wrapped around me.”
“Yeah? How many?” Wooyoung breathlessly giggles.
“Only like, a thousand times a day. In my hands, around my waist, around my head, over my shoulders…” San groans. “Fuck, sometimes even around my dick.”
Wooyoung bites his lip, a glint shining in his eyes. He honestly hated how easy it was for him to get turned on. Just one teasing touch, a few suggestive words, a hungry look, and he’s already excited for more. “Sannie…”
“You drive me crazy, Youngie… So crazy, god.”
“Sannie, please,” Wooyoung whines, already starting to get hard.
San chuckles, standing up and pressing their lips together sweetly. “Baby, I’m tired. You’re tired.”
“Please? You started this. Now finish it,” Wooyoung crosses his arms and pouts, looking up at San with his signature puppy dog eyes that he knows nobody can resist. Well, nobody but Seonghwa. They’re still a work in progress.
“Okay, you asked for it,” San laughs, tugging Wooyoung’s shorts down and easily picking Wooyoung up by his thighs and placing him on the counter. Wooyoung yelps, hands scrambling to San’s shoulders. He looks at the other with shining, lust-filled eyes, the simple display of strength turning him on even more. San chuckles, grabbing Wooyoung’s ankles and spreading his legs apart until his feet are on the counter.
“Don’t move them,” he says before leaning in, resting a hand on the counter behind Wooyoung as their lips meet. Wooyoung is instantly moaning into the kiss, his hands flying to rest on San’s neck. He loves it when San gets more demanding like this, he’s usually more on the gentler side compared to the others.
San moves his lips down Wooyoung’s jaw, trailing down his neck. The kisses grow more teethier the closer he gets to the more sensitive area that always makes Wooyoung weak in the knees. He bites down when he reaches that spot, grinning at the breathy moans that escape the other’s mouth.
“Sannie,” Wooyoung pleads for what felt like the millionth time. San gets down on his knees, wasting no time in pressing his tongue against Wooyoung’s hole. The sounds are instantaneous, breathy moans and whines spilling from Wooyoung’s lips. His head falls back against the mirror, his hands tugging at San’s locks.
San fucks Wooyoung open with his tongue, getting him wet enough to slide a finger in. He busies his lips with creating marks on Wooyoung’s inner thighs, alternating between sucking and biting.
“Sannie, more, please,” Wooyoung whines, rocking down on San’s finger. San places his mouth back on Wooyoung’s rim, thrusting his tongue in alongside his finger.
Wooyoung was trying hard to be quiet, knowing most of the others were asleep this late into the night. But it's hard when San has got two fingers in him now, curled to rub at his prostate. He’s biting down on his lip desperately, eyes squeezed shut, fingers holding onto San’s hair with a tight grip.
Wooyoung feels his climax approaching when San slides a third finger in, releasing a hand from San’s hair to wrap around his cock. He pumps himself quickly, his moans growing breathier and higher the closer he gets.
He cries out when San swats his hand away, whining over his interrupted orgasm. San chuckles, placating the younger with a deep kiss and his own hand around his cock. San matches his strokes with his thrusts, squeezing at the tip each time his fingers reach deep inside Wooyoung. The combination has Wooyoung keening, his legs trembling as he hopelessly tries to keep them open.
“Close, Sannie, I’m close,” Wooyoung whines out, his breathing picking up with each hard press of San’s fingers against his prostate. San bends down, his tongue darting out to lap at the precum that’s leaking out of Wooyoung’s cock. Wooyoung’s head falls back, a loud moan escaping him as his back arches.
The second San’s lips wrap around Wooyoung’s tip, he turns into a quivering mess. He was always so sensitive whenever someone’s mouth was on him, so it was no surprise that he was already cumming down San’s throat after seconds of San sucking him off like his rent was due.
Which it was. Rent for living in Wooyoung’s head all day, every day.
San slowly pulls off of his cock, placing a soft kiss to his hipbone before standing up. “Better now?” He breathlessly chuckles, his voice slightly raspy from taking Wooyoung down his throat so abruptly.
Wooyoung nods, giggling as his eyes trail down to San’s erection. “What about you?” He’s already off the counter with his fingers hooked in the waistband of San’s shorts, eyes searching San’s face, waiting for permission.
“I’m fine, baby. Let’s get you to bed, come on.” San lifts the pouting man up bridal-style after getting his shorts back on, smiling at the giggles that escape him. He carries him to his room, where Seonghwa was already fast asleep on the bed, Zia curled up next to them. San carefully places Wooyoung on the bed, pulling the covers over him and planting a soft kiss on his forehead.
“Goodnight, sunshine,” he whispers, giving him one more kiss.
“Goodnight, Sannie,” Wooyoung smiles, his eyes tired yet fond. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Now get some sleep.”