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Hyunjin hadn’t necessarily loved the skate park as his friends thought, but rather a particular skater. He himself was less than mediocre at even standing on a skateboard, no less doing tricks. In fact, he wasn't at the skatepark to skate, more so to do some sight seeing. And if his sight seeing included a cute blond? It was nobody's business but his own.
Hyunjin wasn't one to assume, but he was positive that said cute blonde must have been an omega. He was lithe, barely below average height, and his features were far too soft to be those of an alpha. Not to mention his tiny, tiny hands that have (too often) been the focus of Hyunjins gaze.
If his friends were to ask him why he felt the need to go sit at the skate park nightly, he might say he enjoys the atmosphere, maybe to watch cool tricks, but really, he wasn’t willing to share the real reasons which were, for good reasons, justified in his head.
He would never admit it out loud, but he was there to watch the (presumed) omega. He wasn’t creepy though! He was only there to make sure no gross alphas would try to approach the small man! It was dark and people are mean— he defended himself in his head. He was only there to ensure the omegas safety, and him being gorgeous and cute and radiant was just a bonus, he’d do this for anybody!
Besides, he really did enjoy the quiet atmosphere of the park at night.
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This particular Thursday night had been uneventful to say the least. Hyunjin had been one of four people in the park. The cute blond being another one of the four, the last two seemingly in their own world.
Hyunjin sat on the bench as inconspicuously as he could, headphones in and hoping his gaze wasn’t obvious. He sported a baggy, navy blue crew neck over his white t-shirt with a similarly colored beanie, paired with baggy blue jeans. He had only recently gotten rid of his blond hair, deciding he missed his natural hair and ultimately dying it back to black.
He figured he looked average enough to not raise suspicion as to why he was just… sitting at the skatepark.
Hyunjin couldn’t help but assess the clothing the blond omega was wearing. The boy was wearing similar jeans to hyunjin, but instead of a crew neck he wore a beige, maybe cream (whatever the difference was between those didn’t matter to Hyunjin) colored sweater with a bear on the front. His hair was unstyled, messily resting on his forehead.
If Hyunjin thought about pushing his bangs to the side and giving him a tender forehead kiss, it was nobody's business but his own.
In the midst of observing the boy's style, he watched him fall forwards off of his skateboard, onto his hands and knees. Hyunjin winced for the boy who was seemingly unaffected by the fall. The darkness made it hard to see if the boy had been bleeding where he fell, but Hyunjin was sure his hands had at least been ripened when the boy stared down at them with a pout.
Hyunjin watched as the other dug around his drawstring bag, eventually pulling out a half full water bottle with a presumable “ah-hah!” noise escaping him (Hyunjin wishes he could’ve heard it, but oh well). The raven's suspicions are confirmed when the boy pours a generous amount of water over his hands, furrowing his eyebrows with a slight hiss.
Hyunjin had always been a daydreamer, so when he began thinking about the small, cute, tiny hands, it was only expected.
He thought about holding them, wondering if his hand could wrap around the boy's entire fist. He thought about kissing them, wondering if the other would avert his eyes out of shyness or if his cheeks would turn red.
He thought about his small hands wrapped around Hyunjins cock, doe eyes glossed over tightly moving his hand up and down. He wondered if his fist would close fully around his girth, or if there would be a centimeter — or more — left around. Hyunjin wasn’t huge and he would never brag about his size, but the other was just so so tiny, he couldn’t help but wonder!
Hyunjin thinks about his pout when he realizes one hand is just too small to get him off effectively, instead opting for grasping the alpha with both hands, twisting them around his shaft. Even then, Hyunjins tip would be exposed, leaving the omega with no choice but to use his mouth! His pretty tongue peaking out to tease the slit until Hyunjin is grabbing him as he works through his orgasm.
He wonders if this omega had ever fingered himself, insufficiently searching for his prostate, whining when he couldn’t reach, and he wondered if the boy had ever gotten help from a toy, fucking himself on it, small hands muffling his noises.
Hyunjin thinks and wonders and ponders for probably (definitely) way too long, long enough for the small boy to leave the skatepark.
Hyunjin figures there’s no more reason to stay, and begins his way home.
’Until tomorrow,’ he thought.
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Even 2 weeks after Hyunjin had crudely thought about the omegas small body, he was still attending the skate park nightly, silently watching over the blond.
It being Friday night, the skate park had been a little more than just crowded.
Despite this, the blonde was nowhere in sight. He was a little disappointed, but figured not seeing the boy for one day was hardly anything to be sad about, considering he didn’t even know his name.
As he stood up from his usual bench he did one last look over, just in case! Maybe the boy slipped past him…
Not expecting much, he sighs to himself, a little disappointed, before he makes eye contact with a brunette across the park, gasping in an almost comedic manner.
He looked at his hair and, oh boy, he could not believe his eyes! His oh so beloved blondy had dyed his hair! His hair was still a natural color, probably closer to his real color, yet Hyunjin was rendered speechless.
The words ‘pretty pretty pretty pretty!’ had been repeating themselves in his mind, not giving him even a second to form new thoughts. While taking in his new look, Hyunjin couldn’t help himself and began to take in the rest of his face for the nth time, once again amazed at the pure delicacy laced within his features.
His lips— so fluffy! Hyunjin felt like they could be compared to dough, ready to be molded (preferably by his own lips).
He has the cutest nose Hyunjin thinks he’s ever seen, similar to that of a cat. small and pink, almost begging to be kissed.
His eyes… he’s too far to tell, but the alpha is mostly sure the other must have dark, rich, brown eyes. They’re quite round and the puffy fatness under his eyes makes Hyunjin want to squeal. He’s too precious for his own good!
Hyunjin spends a few more seconds admiring the eyes of the man, before it hits him.
’Oh my God’ he thinks over and over. He had been spaced out, but he never averted his eyes. He had been not only staring at this gorgeous man, but staring hard, most likely with the fondest look on his face.
Once he fully realized, he ripped his gaze from the now brunette's gaze, turning around to sit back down in a manner way too quick to be natural and even slightly un-embarrassing.
He feels a little bit like an idiot, positive he made the boy uncomfortable, checking back to see if he had gone back to skating.
When Hyunjins eyes meet the others once again, he’s sure he imagines the omegas face turning away bashfully.
’No point in leaving if he’s still here,’ Hyunjin figures, choosing to stay until the younger leaves. Just to insure his safety, of course! And definitely not to stare at his graceful movements as he skates.
Hyunjin wonders if he dances. ’He would be great,’ Hyunjin thinks.
Hyunjins mind begins to wander again, and he makes no conscious effort to halt its doings. In fact, encouraging the thoughts to progress as he watched the boy pull his hair into a short pony.
He thinks about brushing his long fingers through his hair, lulling him to a peaceful sleep.
He thinks about grabbing the omegas hair when he teases for too long, guiding him down to his cock to not only get the oh so needed pressure around his length, but to also remind the smaller of who’s in control.
He wants to grab the boy's hair when he’s face down on the mattress, not knowing how to do anything but look pretty and take it. He thinks about tugging him up to his chest, the painful pressure on his scalp ripping moans from the omegas throat.
Hyunjin could never be sure, but he hopes that the boy likes his hair tugged on, thinking it’s far too pretty to be left alone.
The alpha thinks about showering with the smaller (preferably after sex—), and massaging the omegas scalp until he’s falling asleep under the stream. Hyunjin imagines the noises that too closely resemble purrs that he would let out.
When the newly brunette boy finally leaves, Hyunjin begins his route home.
If his heart flutters and he feels the dizzying excitement of seeing the boy the next night, that’s nobody’s business but his own.
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Hyunjins days go by a bit quicker when he gets to look forward to seeing his (newly admitted) crush.
Each day is a little brighter and as cheesy as it sounds, Hyunjin truly looks forward to seeing him nightly.
Unfortunately though, Hyunjin hasn’t seen him for 4 days now.
5 days ago, his suspicions about the boy being an omega had been confirmed.
With only 2 other people besides himself in the park, Hyunjin didn’t need a degree in scentology or whatever the hell to figure out who the sweet aroma had been protruding off.
The now confirmed omega had spent barely 10 minutes at the park before rushing off, the sweet scent leaving with him.
With Hyunjin feeling like he is too infatuated with the boy, he decides next time he sees him he will approach him in the least intimidating way he can.
Now, however, the boy is nowhere in sight and hasn’t been for days.
Hyunjin feels slightly dejected, wondering if this was his sign to maybe leave the boy alone…? He didn’t want to, so maybe he could talk to him at least once! And if the boy wasn’t interested, he would truly leave him alone.
Hyunjin sits and ponders for a bit, enjoying the cool temperature before his cheeks flush and he wants to groan out of realization.
The omega, who’s scent had been particularly strong the night before he ‘disappeared’, who was flustered and rushing out of the park, had been gone for a little under a week.
He was probably in heat.
This sudden realization had Hyunjins head spinning as though the omegas pheromones had somehow walked over to him and punched his nose, leaving him a little dazed as he thought about the boy.
When the alpha got lost in his thoughts about helping the boy through his heat, it was fully expected.
Hyunjin fantasized about depriving the boy of pleasure just long enough for him to cry and beg for anything the alpha was willing to give him.
He’d be so pliant and desperate, absentmindedly babbling for a knot, for puppies, for an orgasm strong enough to make him see stars.
“Oh, poor needy baby,” Hyunjin imagines saying to him, “so desperate, right? Just need my cock to fill you, huh? Yeah? Is that so?” Talking to the boy as though he was a small animal. To Hyunjin, he was. So small, so sweet and in need of protection, so fragile.
And the omega would nod. He would nod and release mantras of ‘please!’ and ‘need it’, unknowing and too desperate to care about the alphas condescending tone.
Hyunjin would spend his time coaxing orgasms out of the boy, relishing in the pathetic noises when he tugged a bit too hard at the boy's leaking cock or when he thrusted his fingers a bit too deeply.
When Hyunjin finally does give in and fucks the boy, he’d have him on his back facing him.
He’d go slow, waiting for the tiny boy to try and thrust back on him, before setting a pace he himself could barely keep up with.
He wonders if the boy would moan so loud he would have to stuff his mouth full of his fingers, or if he’d lay there in complete bliss, barely registering the overwhelming pleasure.
Taking the boys petite frame into consideration, Hyunjin can’t help but believe that if he were to hold the others belly while fucking him, he might be able to feel the ghost of his bulge.
That alone would only encourage him to go harder while forcing the smaller to look, letting filthy words spill out his mouth.
“Awe, you’re so tiny! Just the right size for my cock, right? any smaller and I might break you in half,” Hyunjin would all but whisper, his stamina running out. “My tiny, tiny omega. You were meant for this, weren't you? Meant to be speared on my cock like this.” More and more and more dirty, crude, obscene words rushing out like a steaming freight train, the heat building and the pressure building—
—until it explodes.
Hyunjin would grab the omegas hips, pushing his knot in while pulling back, just to further stretch his abused rim. He would hiss and let his own moans sit on the tip of his tongue as the other spasms, pushed to his own, final orgasm for the time being.
Once coming down from the high, Hyunjin would attempt to maneuver the boy in a way that would keep his knot snug inside with no discomfort to the other.
He would lay on his back with the boy on his chest whispering sweet, (not) meaningless praise into his ear.
“You’re so good for me, perfect, even,” Hyunjin would say, brushing his hands along his body, soothing himself and the boy to sleep.
When Hyunjin snapped out of it he wanted to scream. He really was so infatuated with this nameless boy he was almost ashamed. He needed to do something, anything, to at least speak to the boy.
And if Hyunjin walked home that evening sporting a half chub in his boxers, that was nobody's business but his own.
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After 9 days (not that anybody was counting)(Hyunjin totally was), the omega was back.
Hyunjin had to bite back the world's goofiest grin when he realized, looking forward to maybe finally approaching the boy…?
Hyunjin tried to space out, tried to enjoy the view and the breeze, but his pulse was thrumming in his ears and his fingers twitching.
He found himself unconsciously fixing his headband, his necklaces, constantly checking his reflection in his phone, making sure he looked the best he could in the awful lighting.
It’s not that he chose to dress up (he definitely did) for the boy, he just found himself enjoying fashion a bit more. And if it was in hopes to maybe impress a very cute, friendly, small, graceful brunette at the skatepark, whatever!
While adjusting the few rings he adjourned his fingers with, Hyunjin heard a yelp.
It had not concerned him much at first, the yelp sounding like that of an alpha, but when he went to look for the boy again, he was backed up against a railing by a much bigger man, seemingly bigger than Hyunjin himself.
He had been expecting this— this was the entire reason he had even stayed at the park late into the night— but when the situation presented itself in front of him, he felt like he was at a loss.
Spotting the man’s hand vigorously gripping the omegas forearm was enough to shake Hyunjin out of his daze and onto his feet.
He took king strides towards the pair, hearing a whimper when the man got even closer than before, speaking to the boy.
Hyunjin was speechless. How could another alpha do this…? They were meant to protect and ensure protection, yet this alpha was hurting and scaring a younger omega!
Hyunjins speechlessness turned into fury and he picked up his pace in no time.
“What the fuck, dude?” Hyunjin boomed. He hasn’t necessarily sounded as… intimidating as he would’ve liked, but apparently intimidating enough as the man took his focus off the small boy, grip remaining.
The man sized Hyunjin up, chuckling, turning back to the boy.
Hyunjin wished he was clever enough to think of a proper threat to rid the man, mind betraying him and coming up with nothing but “Get the fuck off of him!”
He heard the small boy whimper, desperately wanting to console him but knowing he needed to get the man away.
He considered it a victory when the man looked at him shocked, but was immediately caught off guard when the man spoke.
“Look at him, he’s flaunting himself to everybody here!” The man’s voice was awful, Hyunjin thought, it was too rough, too aggressive. “Can‘t you smell him? He smells so sweet, shouldn’t have been here all by himself.”
Hyunjin swore he saw red when the man stooped down, nuzzling against the omegas scent gland on his neck.
When Hyunjin saw the boy's terrified look, the freshly spilled tears, and his wobbling knees paired with the pitiful sounds, he didn’t even have time to think before he was grabbing the other alpha and throwing him on the ground.
Hyunjin wasn’t one to fight, so when the man was on the ground beneath him he didn’t want to resort to punches or kicks, instead placing his foot atop the man’s chest.
“Seriously, leave, now. And don’t come back because I really don’t want to have to hurt you.” Hyunjin may have applied more pressure when he spat the words ‘hurt you’, but he figured it was deserved.
After staring down for a few more seconds, Hyunjin lifted his foot and finally turned his attention back to the brunette who had curled into himself, crying and breathing a bit too fast to get any new oxygen into his lungs.
Hyunjin faintly hears the man scurrying off behind him, unsure of what to do with the panicking boy in front of him.
This really hadn’t been what he was expecting their first interaction to be.
The alpha gently released pheromones, hoping to show the boy he was safe now, away from any danger, and only when the boy finally looked up at (a now crouched) Hyunjin did he speak.
“Are you… Are you okay..?” Which proved to be the wrong choice as the omega burst out crying even harder than before.
Hyunjins heart clenched and squeezed and he felt all these awful terrible feelings when looking at the boy's wet, red eyes, and he opened his arms for a hug.
He worried it was only going to frighten the boy more and was about to apologize before the boy nearly jumped into his arms, wrapping himself around the alpha.
Hyunjin felt… shell shocked. Not that he was complaining! It really was just the last thing he predicted the boy to do.
He hardly wasted any time in enclosing the trembling boy in his arms, petting his head with one hand, patting his back with the other.
He brought the hand on his head down and twirled the hair at the base of his neck, rocking side to side ever so slightly. He stayed quiet, rummaging his brain for something to say.
When the omegas crying had reduced to sniffles, Hyunjin (against his wishes) pulled back to scan him over.
His poor eyes had become even puffier, visible tear tracks reaching down to his chin.
Hyunjin forced everything in himself to not think about how helpless he looked with teary eyes looking up at him and instead used the end of his sweater to gently dry the boy's face.
As Hyunjin had imagined time and time again, the brunettes face flushed a pretty pink and when Hyunjin really was able to look at him, he noticed the pretty freckles scattered across his tear stricken face.
He felt frustrated almost— this boy was so pretty and cute and adorable and every positive word ever and Hyunjin was amazed! It could not have been fair!
Eventually, Hyunjin pulled away fully, unsure of what to do next. He really wanted to talk to the boy but… what was he meant to say?
Before the alpha could think too hard, the other spoke up. “Ah sorry about that.. Thank you…?”
Hyunjin took way too long to realize he had indirectly been asking for his name, and shouted out (embarrassingly loud) “Oh! Hyunjin!”
If the other noticed Hyunjins odd behavior, he said nothing, offering Hyunjin as big of a smile as he could offer, and replied with “My name is Lee Felix!”
’Felix’ Hyunjin said in his mind. And he said it, again and again before dumbly spitting out “You're a foreigner, right?”
He seemed a little petrified by his question that sounded more like a statement, but immediately lost all thoughts of embarrassment when Felix laughed, explaining his origins.
’Oh,’ Hyunjin thought. That might’ve been the prettiest sounding thing he’d ever heard.
When Hyunjin realized he said that out loud, eliciting an even louder giggle from the omega, he thought he might pass out.
And if Hyunjin walked Felix home that night giggling with a new contact in his phone named ‘lixie☆~~‘ on his way home, That was nobody’s business but his.
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It hadn’t taken long for Felix and Hyunjin to become close, Felix trusting him almost instantly after their meeting.
months later and Hyunjin was really… really amazed. He wondered if one day he’d get over his silly little crush and move on, but becoming friends with said crush hadn’t necessarily persuaded him off the idea.
He hadn’t been subtle with his attraction towards the omega, quite the opposite in fact.
He made sure Felix never doubted whether or not he was perfect in every way possible. Hyunjin of course wanted to be supportive because he genuinely truly believed the other was the closest to perfect a person could be, but also because he loved being able to fluster the younger.
Felix’s ears would turn an obnoxious shade of red, followed by his neck and cheeks, only a slightly lighter shade. Hyunjin thought after his freckles, that might be the cutest thing about him.
Now, Hyunjin had a history of being… overly hopeful with crushes and romantic partners, but he also wasn’t completely oblivious.
He was sure the omega was interested in him in more than just a platonic way, his proof piling up.
Every night since Hyunjin had approached Felix, he waited for Felix to notice his presence. And when he did, Hyunjin couldn’t help the dumb smile stretched on his face.
Felix would look around, eyebrows furrowed until he came across Hyunjin. He would burst into a competitively huge smile and wave his hand to Hyunjin.
Multiple times in a night he’d ignore his skateboard completely, choosing to instead run over to Hyunjin, even just to say hi.
Not even a week later, Felix was greeting him with hugs, saying goodbye with hugs, and once even begging Hyunjin to lean down so he could leave a big sloppy kiss on the side of his cheek.
The omega also had a habit of staying over and taking home with him Hyunjins shirt or hoodie, swearing it was accidental!
Hyunjin sincerely hoped it wasn’t and even offered more of his clothing, but the other only got flustered and denied him.
The first time they had a sleepover it was at Hyunjins place.
Hyunjin had been showering with Felix left on his bed mindlessly scrolling through his phone.
Hyunjin heavily considered ‘forgetting’ a shirt and flaunting his body off the omega, but quickly tossed the idea when he realized it could very likely make him uncomfortable.
Still lost in his thoughts, he walked into his bedroom lazily rubbing his hair dry with the towel.
He really hadn’t expected to see Felix in one of his hoodies, inhaling so hard his eyes must’ve been crossed behind his closed eyelids.
Hyunjin was extra careful to not make any noise before he’d sit himself down on the bed, and ask what the other was doing.
When he sat down, he hadn’t even been given the chance to say anything when Felix jumped up and profusely apologized, insisting he probably looked like a freak and made Hyunjin uncomfortable and he should leave and—
But Hyunjin wouldn’t have it! He was overjoyed, really. The omega had before admitted to enjoying his scent, but he never thought this much.
Before Felix could ramble on any longer, Hyunjin grabbed him and pulled him into his chest, forcing a hug. Felix calmed down immediately after the hug and Hyunjin chuckled fondly.
“Felix, it’s okay. You already know how much I love your scent, I really don’t mind.” He said, leaving no room for Felix to debate his truthfulness.
Felix took his time to think, staying silent for too long, eventually worrying Hyunjin.
“Look, Lix, It’s okay I was just—“ Hyunjin began.
“I really like you, hyung.” Felix interrupted him, never once removing himself from Hyunjins chest.
Hyunjin hadn’t expected to be so surprised by the confession, yet here he was, mouth hanging open in shock.
He knew the boy was impatient and got anxious way too quickly so he tried his best to think of a comprehensible response, the best he could give being “Oh my God.”
Hyunjin was interrupting himself when he realized that might sound… not good… “Lix I have liked you for longer than you’ve known I existed, oh my God.”
Hyunjin didn’t know why he was so shocked. He thought about this 100 times a day and knew it wasn’t implausible, so why was he reacting like this?
Once hearing this, Felix sucked in a deep breath and lifted his head to make eye contact with the older.
He flicked his gaze down, just landing on Hyunjins lips, before looking back up. He really hoped he got the point.
And Hyunjin did.
When their lips met… they both immediately knew what to do, seemingly programmed to kiss each other.
Hyunjin grabbed either side of the omegas face, holding him firmly but gentle enough to give the other the chance to pull away (of course he would never).
Felix had his hands fisted leaning forwards pressed onto Hyunjins thighs to help him keep his balance as he pressed himself even more into the kiss.
Without pulling away, Hyunjin grabbed the boys hips to pull
him closer, preferably into his lap.
When he pulled the boy with ease into his lap, he moaned.
‘Holy shit,’ Hyunjin thought. ’He just fucking moaned…
After the first slip up, Hyunjin was determined to coax more out.
He grabbed his hips, kissed him with more charge, bit his lips, all to hear the pretty, raspy moans.
When they (sadly) had to pull away for air, Hyunjin really thought he would combust any second. There was no way Felix was real.
He was now eye level with Hyunjin, lips somehow more puffy than before, eyes staring at Hyunjins with a natural pleading look.
Before he can stop himself Hyunjin mutters out, in a tone far too loving for only having just now kissed, “Your lips are so pretty…”
Felix simply responds by surging forwards to meet the olders lips again, accidentally brushing their crotches against one another’s.
Felix can’t help the whine that slips past him. Hyunjin can’t help the quiet “fuck” that slips past him.
Unconsciously Hyunjin grabs the small of his back to create the same friction, the omega immediately catching on. Almost like he was put in a trance, Felix hurriedly rutted himself against the other, only breathing into the other's mouth as he had seemingly forgotten to keep kissing him.
His movements were less than graceful and the friction hadn’t been satisfying enough to make him feel better.
As though Hyunjin had read his thoughts, he was quick to reposition Felix. This way Felix was still on Hyunjins lap with their legs slotted between each other’s.
Felix instinctively moved his hips again (this time without help!), and couldn’t help the whine that ripped through him.
With this position… the pressure was so much better, Hyunjins thigh beneath Felix being much firmer than before.
Now, Felix wasn’t inexperienced when it came to cumming, (he white often helped himself), but something about the way the other was grabbing him, even just his presence made him go crazy. He had begun to chase his release far sooner than he would’ve had he been alone.
“Oh baby, you’re so desperate, hm?”
Felix couldn’t even give a proper reply, only lifting his gaze from where his crotch connected with the others thigh to Hyunjins eyes, whining a bit louder than before.
Felix really didn’t know how Hyunjin seemed to just know what was going through his mind, but he did. ”Aw, is little Lixie about to cum? Just from rutting against me like a puppy? Tch, how dirty!”
Felix knew there was absolutely no bite to the alphas words, but he still felt himself growing impossibly needier. “Go on pup, you’re okay, you can cum for me.”
He wasn’t sure why hearing Hyunjin give him permission to orgasm is what pushed him over the edge. In fact, he wasn’t sure of anything except that he had never felt this good and Hyunjins hands were too warm and he needed more and more and more.
Only when he came down from his high and his ears stopped ringing could he hear Hyunjins sweet “Oh you’re so good for me, couldn’t have been more perfect.”
Felix dropped his head on Hyunjins shoulder, a little embarrassed to have cum just from a little stimulation. He couldn’t be embarrassed for long, though. Hyunjin made sure he knew how precious he was and that was enough for him to ignore his mind.
Hyunjin offered to get a shower ready for Felix, and when the omega shimmied off of his lap, he remembered the other hadn’t gotten off yet.
Before Hyunjin could even begin standing, Felix dropped to his knees with a (painful) ‘thud’, asking Hyunjin a sinful “Could I suck you off…?”
And who was Hyunjin to disagree?
Never once did Hyunjin think his prophecies of the boys hands being too small would become a reality.
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Once Felix finished his… job..? he begged Hyunjin to join him in the shower.
Hyunjin was a weak man. Don’t blame him! It’s truly incredible what a man with swollen lips and star filled eyes can convince a person to do.
The boys fall asleep that night after exchanging even more too-cheesy-to-be-true confessions, wondering if their hearts would ever stop beating so loud.
And if Hyunjin woke up that morning with their limbs entangled with goofy, affectionate grins on both of their faces, that was nobody’s business but his (and now Felixs too, of course).