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Namjoon had stopped reading a while ago.
From the outside, it looked like he had been completely invested in the book he was currently reading while he occasionally dug into the can of frosting he begged Jeongguk to get him. He was so quiet, so unnoticeable when he had his nose buried into a book he was interested in. He’d always forgotten about the world around him. But it was quite the opposite.
For the first time, Kim Namjoon was uninterested in what he was reading.
He had been on the same sentence, on the same page for the last ten minutes. He squeezed the spine of the book, his breath faintly shaken. All the words had become a painful cluster of nonsensical jargon. Something about life on the shore, beaches and oceans. Anything of the sort. Whatever it was, his eyes were hardly on the paper to begin with.
Nothing was as interesting as watching his alpha diligently work on assembling both of their pups’ baby cribs that had just arrived. Namjoon’s cheeks had turned pink, and he licked his lips, subconsciously, as he pulled his sleeves up to reveal even more of his inked arms and his thick, sun-kissed muscles.
Namjoon’s scent thickened anytime his muscles flexed. He felt like such a pervert for watching him. The alpha had just come back from the gym, hadn’t even showered, even though that’s what he usually did and immediately dragged the boxes from the living room, all the way to the nursery. He’d watched every single second of it; his cotton panties had become slightly wet with his slick.
He grunted, fixing one of the boards into the back. “Fuck. How does this even work?” The omega buried his face a little further so he could keep an eye on him. He rubbed his legs together. It seemed like whatever pregnancy glow Namjoon had rubbed onto him, too.
“Is that comfortable for you?”
His eyes widened, and he put the book down, changing his position. “Huh—oh, this is fine.” He chuckled and placed the book on the arm of the chair. “It’s really comfortable, it’s not like the pups are in the way,” Jeongguk smiled before momentarily turning back to the board to properly put it into place. Once he did, he sighed and sat back, then gave him a look that made him feel giddy.
“Aren’t you gonna finish building it?”
“I think I’ll finish it later. I just wanted to get half of it finished.”
“Mhm, that’s fine. It’s not like the twins are coming anytime soon,” Jeongguk moved to sit on the floor next to his bare feet. He runs his fingers through his short, black hair before tucking the strands behind his ear.
“Is that my hoodie?” The omega nodded. “God, I can hardly see your bump,” The alpha ran his hand over the curve and cooed.
“It’s warm and the pups like the smell,”
“What about you?”
“I like it the most,” Namjoon smirked as he pulled the hoodie up to reveal just a small glimpse of his cotton panties. The alpha’s eyes quickly caught on, and he rested his hand on his thigh, which made him giddy and somewhat flustered.
“Did you finish the chapter you were on?” He squeezed the flesh.
“Yeah. J—Just about.” Jeongguk hummed, his hands massaged his thighs, but came to an abrupt stop when he was close to his inner thigh, and the alpha pulled back, coughing awkwardly.
“You still want to go shopping, right?”
Namjoon hummed but raised an eyebrow. “I thought you’d want to push it to tomorrow because of your schedule?”
“I don’t get tired that easily.” Namjoon huffed, tugging on his shirt, meekly pulling him to his level. “Is something wrong, hyung?”
The omega fluttered his eyelashes. “I don’t get a kiss?” The alpha leaned down and gave him a small peck.
That’s all he gets. A small peck, not even a proper kiss. It's barely even one at that. Jeongguk ruffled his hair and left him alone. To some extent, it felt like he was teasing him on purpose.
It was frankly unfair.
The lack of intimacy was starting to get to him. He wasn’t sure what the alpha had been reading online or in all those books he had bought, but he’d pulled away sexually so he could focus on quality time, which he very much enjoyed.
Namjoon wanted him so badly.
“Stupid alpha,” He wore a kitten-ish pout and shook his fist before sighing and leaning back on the chair.
It was obvious he was holding back.
He rubbed his temples with his fingers and huffed, moderately annoyed, turning his attention to the only fixed crib before standing up and stretching his back. Jeongguk’s hoodie fell from his shoulder, and he zipped it up. There was no point in keeping it open if his own mate didn’t even notice.
He closed the door to the nursery to be greeted by Bam, who stood on his hind legs to greet him. The omega cooed and rubbed the top of his head. “Are you hungry, baby?” The Doberman circled him and howled. “Okay, okay.” Namjoon made his way down the stairs, with Bam following behind him, into the kitchen, where Bam’s bowl had been emptied.
The omega squished the beef with a spoon before cracking a quail egg. He grimaced from the scent and shivered, quickly putting it down in the dog’s area before walking over to the sink to wash his hands thoroughly and dried it off before opening the fridge for some grapes.
To be honest, it was far into midday, and the omega was ready to hit the nest.
As he waddled, the omega freed himself from his panties, but kept the hoodie on since it was practically caked in Jeongguk’s scent. He inspected the nest before he lay down and dug his nose into the pile to be immediately soothed by his alpha’s scent. He turned over and rubbed his face against one of his shirts.
And he frowned.
“God, why won’t he fuck me?” He kicked his feet and turned over in a huff.
In the meantime, the omega busied himself with irritably grooming himself, perfecting their nest and sniffing their clothes to make sure they reached his standard for nesting. Never had Namjoon wanted to be fucked more, even through his heats, than when he was pregnant, and Jeongguk’s usual, uncontrollable amorousness was making it even worse. He felt more wary around him, annoyingly cautious around him. His hands were more delicate when they rested on the small of his back; he was still obsessed with touching and squeezing his thighs, and most of the time, his hands never left the curve of his waist.
The omega touched his growing bump and sighed. “Appas being a little stupid, isn’t he?” Namjoon laughed to himself.
“Namjoonie-hyung, have you my underwear?”
When Namjoon looked up, his mouth fell agape. How dare he come out of the bathroom with his body soaked in water and in just a towel? Was he trying to drive Namjoon up the wall?
Can I check in your nest, baby? I think you’ve taken most of them.” Namjoon let out a small, slow nod, and the alpha began to explore the nest as mindfully as he could. “Such a pretty nest. I hope I’m not ruining it.”
“You’re—You’re not,” Namjoon bit his lip and hugged his body close to him. He was sure he’d wet the clothes under him with his slick while it became more pungent. When Jeongguk began to search a little closer, his purrs became louder, but Jeongguk hardly reacted.
He slumped back in his nest.
“There they are!” Namjoon looked up to see Alpha hold up a pair of purple Calvin Klein boxers before dropping his towel to put them on.
“You’re doing this on purpose.”
“What was that?” The omega turned over. His eyes flickered to him one more time before reluctantly turning himself away from the sweet sight. “Hyung, did you say anything?”
“No.”
He could hear the young alpha shrug and shuffle around, opening and closing their closet and whatnot. The omega was way too irritated to turn over. His face had flushed red, and his hands rested on his baby bump. Soon enough, the alpha fully entered the nest and climbed over him while being cautious of the bump. “Are you still in the mood to go out? We can reschedule if you want.” He huffed.
“I can do it,” Jeongguk leaned down to kiss his ear, and he turned over. “I’ll be fine,”
“Great!” The alpha pulled off him and patted his shoulder. “Should I pick some clothes out for you?”
He looked over, “Can you?” He watched as the man rummaged through his side of the closet, hanging clothes over his arm as he did. Reluctantly, the omega sat up to take the jumper off, leaving it spread open. Jeongguk walked back over and began to help him put the clothes on, not that he needed it at all, but it did feel nice.
“You’re not planning on changing your bra, are you?”
“Don’t have to. I just put this on.” Jeongguk’s fingers traced around the edges, and he shuddered a little.
“I thought it made your boobs hurt,” Namjoon shook his head.
“M’just a little sensitive,” The alpha hummed and turned his attention back to his black, baggy trousers.
“They’re not too tight?” Namjoon shook his head and buttoned his stripped shirt over his stomach. Jeongguk combed his fingers through his hair, gushing over how long it had gotten, which made the omega blush and grumble.
He pulled away from the alpha to brush his hair and tidy himself up before they left.
“How about these?” Jeongguk held up a baby blue Snoopy outfit, fit for a baby girl, and turned back with a gasp. “And it comes with a matching pair for both genders? They’re perfect!” Namjoon cocked his head to the side as he inspected it.
“Yeah. They’re cool.”
He let Jeongguk go wild with what he was picking for their pups while the omega’s mind wandered. He wasn’t completely uninterested in picking out clothes, he just wasn’t expecting his hormones to act up weirdly—now his breasts were hurting, and his head pounded from the sudden abundance of scents. He stayed as closely as he could to the alpha, to which Jeongguk happily wrapped his arm around his waist while pushing the cart with one hand.
Something Namjoon didn’t know he was attracted to until this very moment; the alpha drummed his fingers against the handle whenever they came to a stop and used the same hand to push up his glasses as his other refused to move from his hip.
The alpha adjusted his mask and pulled his beanie down a little before looking through the tiny racks of clothing.
“Should we hold a baby shower? Jimin-ssi’s asking about one because he wants to host one for you.”
“I was thinking about it,” He scratched the back of his hand and shook it. “Maybe.”
“Hey, how about these? They need more pyjamas, right?” Namjoon nodded. Honestly, he didn’t know how many pairs of onsies or how many outfits they had. He’d put that in the hands of Jeongguk, seeing how he was practically buzzing at the opportunity.
Jeongguk lazily squeezed his hip, “Should we take a break? We’ve been walking for a while now,” Namjoon shook his head.
“I’ll be fine.” He looked at the cart. “I think we’ve got enough clothes, baby.” Jeongguk hummed and counted the individual pairs before he smiled.
“If you say so, hyung. Do you want to get anything else?”
“Some strawberries would be nice.”
“Got it.”
They walked for a little while to the fruit section, which was on the floor below them, and picked up a few more things on the way. Namjoon leaned his head on Jeongguk’s shoulder. When the omega shivered ever so slightly, Jeongguk quickly snapped his head to the side. “Are you cold?”
He furrowed his eyebrows, “Just a little.” He should’ve at least brought a jacket, but none of his jackets showed his bump in the way that he wanted it to.
“Here. Don’t want you to get cold,” Jeongguk had taken off his jacket and wrapped it around his shoulders with a small smile.
“Thank you, alpha,” The omega planted a small kiss on the alpha’s lips, only for him to shy away.
Namjoon waited on one of the benches in front of the checkout with the alpha’s phone for entertainment while Jeongguk checked all their things out. He swung his legs until he eventually finished, and they made their way back to their car.
“I’ll take the cart back.” Before Jeongguk could object, the omega patted his shoulder and waddled his way over to the collection of carts. In all honesty, he just wanted a little more air and to stretch his body just before he sat in the car for the next thirty minutes.
He ran his hands through his hair and tried to push the cart with the others. “Are you fucking kidding me?” Namjoon pushed and kicked them, annoyed when it wouldn’t go in.
“Namjoon-ah?” The omega gasped and turned around.
“Hyung? Oh my God! What are you doing here?”
“I was in the area. I wasn't expecting to see you here,” Jackson drew him into a hug. He hadn’t seen his college roommate in a little too long; they hardly kept up since the alpha had moved to America for his music career. “How have you been?”
“Oh, I’ve been great. Life's been treating me well,” Namjoon rubbed his back. “Feels like I’m one of the moon goddess’s favourites,”
“God, you so look amazing these days,” Namjoon dipped his head, his cheeks flushed with dusty pink.
“Thank you, Jackson-ah! You look quite handsome, too.” Namjoon pushed his hair behind his ear. “How has everything been for you these days?”
“Oh, it’s been-”
“Namjoon-ah,” The two immediately snapped their heads to the side to see Jeongguk, who looked between them.
“Who is this?” The alpha delicately pulled the omega towards him, his jaw clenched, and his eyes narrowed, possessively. His usually calming, woody scent had thickened and embittered. Namjoon blinked for a moment, his brain short-circuiting as he looked at the alpha, who looked aggravated.
“Oh! Jeonggukie-ah, this is Jackson Wang. He used to be my college roommate, remember?” Jeongguk raised his pierced eyebrow and held the omega much closer to him. “I’m pretty sure he already knows who you are. This is my mate and husband, Jeon Jeongguk.”
“I thought I recognised you! I absolutely love your music, man. You have the voice of an angel.” Even when the alpha extended his hand, Jeongguk looked at it before shaking it. His eyes were solely fixed on the other alpha in a stand-offish way as he subtly scented him.
He hummed. “Thank you.”
How could he forget how possessive Jeongguk could get? The alpha had been glaring at any alpha who’d stared at him for a little too long and kept him close to him. Now, though, it was so much different; Jeongguk looked stupidly sexy, with his eyebrows scrunched together and a few veins popping from his tanned neck. He wasn’t even sure if he could take his eyes off him.
“Joon-ah? Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” He scratched the back of his neck. “Our pups have been making me feel all kinds of emotions-”
“You’re pupped? That’s amazing! You must be proud, Jeon Jeongguk-ssi,”
“I am.” He rubbed his back and looked at Namjoon’s back. “I’m sure Namjoon-ah would love to talk a little longer, but it’s getting late, and my mate is getting a little tired.”
Jackson looked between them, “O—Oh, that’s fine. Maybe we can-” Jeongguk practically dragged him away from the alpha, taking their shopping cart with them. The omega found it hard to resist the urge to smile; Namjoon wanted to fuck him so badly. Too bad he wasn’t going to let him.
The alpha heaved, drawing in frayed breaths; his grip tightened, he didn’t let go, and Namjoon couldn’t help but slick up.
The omega tried to catch his breath, his hand on his chest as he tried to make his arousal a little less obvious. Jeongguk opened the door to their Range Rover and took a deep breath as he helped Namjoon into the front seat.
Once he climbed into his side of the seat, he sighed. “Jeonggukie, is something wrong?” Jeongguk reached for his hand again. “It was just my old college roommate.”
“I just…” Jeongguk sighed. “Sorry, I—I don’t even know what came over me. I just hated the way he was touching you.”
It wasn’t exactly his intention to make him jealous, but something was working. He rubbed his thighs together.
Namjoon cocked his head to the side, “Did that make you jealous, baby?”
“Jealous?” Jeongguk stopped, his mouth fell agape like a rabbit caught in the headlights, and he slowly let go of his. “Me?”
Namjoon looked around. “Well, there’s no one else in the car, except me.” He chuckled and fumbled with the alpha’s jacket.
Only to be caught off guard by the alpha holding his face and pulling him into a kiss—It wasn’t a simple, quick peck; Namjoon could feel his heartbeat within the sound of the calming silence, and the taste of his own sweet cherry-flavoured lip balm. He almost couldn’t contain his excitement. He tilted his head to the side, and Jeongguk’s hand cupped the back of his nape, making him moan from how sensitive his scent glands were.
Jeongguk tucked his hair behind his ears before resting his hand on the omega’s warm cheeks, and he groaned into the kiss, pulling Namjoon closer to him, which made him wince and grab his thigh.
But it made the alpha pull back; the string of saliva broke as he looked away. “S—Shit, I’m sorry.”
The omega grinned, “It’s fine-”
“I shouldn’t have.” Jeongguk’s shaky fingers gripped the steering wheel; the omega slumped in his seat. His eyes moved from the wheel to Jeongguk’s reddened face. “Let’s… Let’s go home,”
Namjoon just needed to think.
Rack his brain around everything just a little bit, like he’d been doing for the last few days. They hadn’t really talked about it; by the looks of it, he wouldn’t talk about it. He wasn’t sure if he knew how to approach it. He wasn’t mad at him; just a slightly frustrated if anything. Yeah, he got a kiss out of Jeongguk’s jealousy, but was that what he had to do to get him to kiss him? It felt stupid. The omega just wanted to know why.
“Hey, Bam,” He ruffled the top of the dog’s head, who was sleeping on top of the bed, as he left their bedroom. His bare feet padded against the floor as he hobbled down the stairs.
Jeongguk’s eyes moved to look at him, his lips slightly parting, and his grip on his phone tightened. “I’m out of the bathroom,” The omega stopped to stretch his body, causing Jeongguk’s baggy shirt to ride up to expose his bump and underwear.
Jeongguk’s ears and neck reddened, but Namjoon attempted to keep his composure. “Maybe you should bathe Bam. He’s starting to stink a little.”
“D—Does he?” Namjoon nodded while he cleared his throat when it squeaked. “I didn’t even notice.” Jeongguk quickly hung up and left his phone on the armrest. The omega treaded forward with a small smile as he sat on Jeongguk’s lap with a small huff.
“So what are you doing?”
“Taehyungie called me... about something,” Namjoon leaned closer, “I wasn’t anything too important,” He awkwardly giggled while Namjoon made himself comfortable. Jeongguk’s hand went to his thigh almost immediately, but all the rings made him wince, despite his hands being warm.
“That’s nice. You’re not busy anymore, are you?”
“Not at all!” Jeongguk scratched the back of his neck. “Even if I was, nothing’s more important than you are to me.”
The shirt slips off his shoulder so Jeongguk could see his mating mark better. “I could use a massage. My back, legs and thighs are fucking killing me. I knew pregnancy hurt, but holy fuck,” Namjoon dragged his hand down his chest; he watched him bite his lip and squeeze his thigh, his eyes darted to Namjoon’s thighs.
“I’ll do it for you,” The omega moved from his lap to the couch and lifted his shirt while the alpha rolled his sleeves up, and he moved onto his side.
“Sometimes I wish you could carry the baby. Just for a little while.” Jeongguk raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
“You wanna see me pregnant?”
“I wanna get you pregnant.”
“Oh?” Namjoon giggled and covered his face a little before spreading his legs and sitting up to rest on his elbows. He watched as the alpha’s face slowly changed by virtue of the sinful sight in front of him. He hesitated, his fingers gliding against the soft skin of his legs, and a wave of goosebumps prickled against the omega’s skin.
“How about your feet?” The alpha planted his palm at the ball of his heel and moved it around for him, causing the bones to crack and the omega to let out a satisfied hum.
“My feet are fine.” Jeongguk started at his ankle and worked his way up from there, gently massaging his legs.
“You feel extra smooth today,” He muttered under his breath and continued to massage his skin, almost eagerly. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough for the greedy omega—he tugged his tattooed hand closer to the bottom of his underwear.
“You should’ve started there.” He nodded stiffly and gulped before squeezing the meat of his thighs with warmer hands. Namjoon lifted his legs more and pushed himself into his lap. Jeongguk’s large hands felt amazing; as softly as he could, he used light, tender strokes to relieve him, while not applying too much pressure.
Namjoon moaned, “God, that—that feels good.” He sucked in a sharp breath when Jeongguk moved closer; the alpha’s cock brushed against the omega’s thigh, completely rock hard. A giddy feeling rose in his chest as he covered his mouth while the alpha cupped his muscles as he moved.
The omega whimpered again. He was sure the alpha could see the slick building up and the scent starting to become more eminent. The alpha’s fingers became more or less stuck close to his thighs. He watched him look at his thighs, then his stomach and then at his underwear.
Namjoon sat up.
“I, uhm, think my—my phone's ringing,” Jeongguk let go and quickly stood up.
“Wait-” Before the omega could say anything, the alpha placed a kiss on his cheek and left.
Namjoon’s face contorted into a frown as he hurried off and up the stairs. “What?” He wasn’t even sure of what had just happened.
Jeongguk was acting weird.
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The omega ran his hands through his hair with a slight huff before he went back to brushing his teeth and occasionally gagging when the toothbrush moved too far back for his comfort. He stopped to look at himself in the mirror before spitting it out and running his hands through his hair.
The omega left the bathroom and let out a puppyish yawn.
“Baby?” Namjoon turned to see Jeongguk standing by the doorframe. “Are you okay?” He spat out the toothpaste in his mouth and nodded, continuing with his routine. Still, he could feel the alpha’s eyes and presence in the room. When he turned around, the alpha was still in the same position, wearing the same pout and sad eyes. He didn’t dare step into the bathroom.
“You’re not wearing my pyjamas like you usually do,” Namjoon hummed and patted his face with his face towel.
“I just didn’t want to.” The omega hung the face towel on the heater before walking past the alpha into their bedroom, where he took his trousers off and climbed into bed. Jeongguk turned the main lights off and hesitantly climbed into bed next to him.
Namjoon sat close to him and lay his head on his shoulder; there was a brief moment of silence.
“I’m sorry for how I acted in the car.” Jeongguk looked towards him and held his hand. “I really didn’t mean to act like that. It’s not like I hate kissing you. I just…” The alpha sighed and sat up.
“It-’s fine, Jeongguk-ah-”
“Namjoon-ah, I haven’t been entirely honest with you.”
The omega sat up and cocked his head to the side, his lips pressing into a straight line. Namjoon had never found Jeongguk suspicious. He never felt like he had to, but in this moment, his heart had dropped and was thumping in his ass. Jeongguk fumbled with his fingers and sat in front of him… like he was doing something he shouldn’t.
He wasn’t even prepared to hear what he had to say. But still, he decided to press on after taking a deep breath.
“What is it?”
“I’m scared to kiss you. I—I know it sounds stupid, I’ve kissed you a ton of times, but I don’t want to hurt you at all, and I know how uncomfortable making out like we usually do might be. I thought it’d be too much.” The alpha sighed.
“Jesus, Jeongguk, why would you say it like that?” Namjoon was more than relieved. Actually, he was glad the alpha had brought it up. He nudged his shoulder, which made Jeongguk look at him, confused.
Namjoon let out an exhale of relief and furrowed his eyebrows.
“I panicked!” Namjoon hung his head lower and pinched the bridge of his nose. He could feel the alpha lean forward to check if he was upset. “Are you okay, hyung?”
A small giggle left his lips. To be honest, he really wasn’t expecting it. Actually, it was so random that the omega couldn’t help but break out in laughter.
“Wait—Are you laughing?”
“How could I not? Did you even hear yourself?” Namjoon’s giggle became a little louder, and he hugged his baby bump. “You scared the shit out of me!” Once again, the omega reached out to nudge the alpha’s shoulder.
“I’m sorry! I thought it was a big deal.” The alpha pouted and looked down.
“Well.” Namjoon sat back and cocked his head to the side. “It kind of is,” Jeongguk looked up and leaned forward, attentively.
The omega scratched the back of his neck. “I’ve been kinda holding back on telling you this, but… it feels like you don’t want to have sex with me anymore. Hell, it doesn’t even feel like you’re interested in kissing me anymore. You don’t even smell my slick anymore. You had me thinking you went noseblind.” The omega huffed. “It felt… It felt extremely odd. I don’t even know why meeting Jackson made you suddenly kiss me.”
“I’m sorry,” Namjoon took his hand into his. “Hyung, that really wasn’t my intention. I thought it would be better for us to leave the intimacy part so I wouldn’t harm you. You know I can get a little rough. I just didn’t want anything to happen that we would both regret.”
The alpha rubbed the back of his neck. “I know, pup.” Sometimes, the bruises and nail marks Jeongguk left on his hips would stay for days before starting to fade because of the pain relief the alpha would vigorously rub into his skin.
Jeongguk had always been a gentle, careful soul, maybe the most careful person in the entire world, and Namjoon loved it. From their very first moment together, through their individual cycles and until they found Namjoon was pupped, Jeongguk treasured him each time and treated him like he was a glass doll. Namjoon’s well-being always came first in his eyes, and that’s what got him so turned on about him. He really never wanted it any other way. He always made sure to talk him through it and made improvements when the omega complained, always made sure Namjoon finished before him, always licked away his tears, always washed the bedsheets no matter how tired he was, and he hardly had to think about a single thing when he was around Jeongguk. Though he was the older, Jeongguk took care of him as if it were the opposite.
“I’m really sorry, Joonie-ah. I hope you know that I never meant to neglect that part of our relationship.” The alpha carressed and squeezed his thighs. “I’m gonna make it up to you.”
He perked up, “Oh yeah?” The alpha crawled forward, rested his head between Namjoon’s thighs, and nodded before pressing a sweet kiss on the inner part. Namjoon ran his fingers through the alpha’s thick, black hair, and he held out his pinkie finger.
“I promise.” When he linked his pinkie with Jeongguk’s, he pulled it to his lips to kiss it. The cold rings made the omega smile. “Really.”
Jeongguk yawned and sat up. “I’m tired,” The alpha wrapped his arms around his waist and carefully pulled him down with him, which made him giggle.
The younger wrapped his leg around his waist. “Goodnight,” He peppered his cheek and ears with kisses before using his hands to turn the omega’s head towards him for a proper kiss. Namjoon’s chest tingled, his body shuddered, and his scent thickened; “Your lips feel amazing,” The alpha whispered against his lips before immediately diving back up. The omega moaned, his body trembling as he ran his tongue over his teeth.
Out of instinct, Namjoon held his arm, digging his short nails in, and adjusted his body so he was closer to Jeongguk, where his bulbous nose bumped against his own. He tilted his head to the side to make it easier, and the kiss became all the more sloppy.
“Fuck, it feels so good to kiss you again.”
“You never had to, baby.” He giggled before turning himself over.