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Lay On Me

Summary:

Hongjoong is stressed, Seonghwa has boobs.

Notes:

finally cooked something after two years.

ps. that bot!hwa and top!joong tag is just hinted. no actual smut YET(?) idk if i'll cook something about that but, let's just see.

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Hongjoong was going through it. Stress was getting at his ass and he was ashamed, having been selfish and did this to himself. His friends deeply encouraged him to take a break but being the stubborn man he was, he didn’t listen to them and kept on working, working, and working. No time for his friends, family, and boyfriend.

 

The said boyfriend was supportive of him, always staying by his side when he was out in his studio for too late. Sometimes, Hongjoong thought about how he managed to score the omega. Beautiful, sweet, and kind Seonghwa. They were opposites but as they say, opposites attract and because of it, they get to communicate more about their unique individualities and understand more about each other.

 

Seonghwa came to Hongjoong when he felt self conscious about himself and the alpha approached the older when he had issues regarding his work. The two of them were the final puzzle piece that completed each others' life and they didn’t need anything or anyone else because they had the other. Or so they had each other.

 

At one point, Hongjoong ended up staying inside his studio to write and produce more songs and barely had time for his loved ones. It’s not like he was being forced to do the work because his friends and even his boss told him to take a break, but Hongjoong, being the workaholic he was, didn’t budge. A month has passed since he had this major block in his life that he caused himself and now, he regrets not listening to the voices around him.

 

His head was throbbing and was about to explode from the ache and stress he’s been feeling. “One more song.” He said under his breath, sighing as he closed his eyes for a few seconds. He bet sleep would feel absolutely amazing right now. The door opened just as he was about to start again and the voice of Mingi’s was heard. “Oh hyung! You’re still here?” The younger asked, his large hands coming to pat his shoulders. “Yeah. I’ll finish this first.” Hongjoong said. He looked to the lower right of his desktop and saw the time. 12:37 am.

 

Seonghwa was probably asleep by now. The alpha smiled at the thought of the older one, but his moment got ruined by a scolding Mingi. The younger alpha was telling him all about time management and how he should take a break but Hongjoong just didn’t want to listen. Not until he felt the throbbing in his head get stronger and stronger, as if he was indeed gonna explode in any second now. He was like a living time bomb, just waiting for the perfect and set time before detonating.

 

“—Seonghwa hyung-” At the mention of the omega’s name, Hongjoong’s head finally turned and he muttered a little ‘what’ to the other. Mingi shook his head, “I said Seonghwa hyung is probably worried right now. Have you even had dinner?” He said, his tone similar to Seonghwa when the older scolded him.

 

Hongjoong, in his dazy state, visualized the omega in just his oversized shirt and red apron cooking their dinner. How he tucked his slightly long hair behind his ears and how his deep and smooth voice will lull him to sleep, deep down that point where he wouldn’t be able to wake up easily. Just from simply imagining these things, he immediately wanted to go home and cuddle with his boyfriend. “Hyung! Are you alright? Holy shit, is the stress making you like th—”

 

“Mingi calm down, I’m not dying.” Hongjoong replied while he saved his projects and turned off his computer. “Oh my god, are you finally going home? How long have you been here for? Two weeks?”

 

The alpha just rolled his eyes at him and grabbed his bag from his sofa as well as his phone on the desk. “Bye! I’ll be back tomorrow to finish everything immediately!” He said. He heard Mingi’s long groan and an angry yell from the younger, “Spend time with Hwa-hyung before I take him away from you!” Hongjoong just chuckled before he left and drove to their apartment complex.

 

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The unit was quiet when he reached there. By that moment, it was already one in the morning and he hissed at how late he arrived because of some traffic. The lights were off except for the one in the kitchen, but he didn’t bother opening the rest. After all, it was muscle memory for him to head straight to their bedroom. He dropped his bag on their small couch and walked to the hallway. No sound was heard except for his quiet steps as he neared their room.

 

Hongjoong opened the door and was glad that it didn’t creak. Seonghwa was probably already asleep so it’d be bad to wake him up at such a time. He closed the door again and his only source of light was the moon illuminating the room a pretty blue. He took off his jacket, leaving him in a black shirt and changed into gray sweats to be more comfortable. About to reach the bed, he halted when he felt his head painfully throbbing again. It was getting worse and worse and he desperately needed sleep, but first, he had to see Seonghwa.

 

He lied on the bed as quietly as he could and looked at Seonghwa’s face. He was beautiful in every way, but something about the omega’s sleeping face made him love the older even more. The innocent, peaceful and pure look of the other was so precious and Hongjoong prayed he would never make Seonghwa lose that look on his face. All he wanted was to make his omega happy forever. His hair fell to his face and the alpha tucked it behind his ear, getting an even clearer view of the beauty beneath him.

 

Another throb. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, the pain being more harder to compose. He lowered his head and kissed the other, but then, he felt arms go around his neck. His eyes widened for a second until he was calm again and held the other’s small waist. They didn’t exchange any words despite Seonghwa being awake. Hongjoong exhaled before going back up again, staring at Seonghwa’s big and round eyes that held the universe in them.

 

“You’re gorgeous.” He whispered, some of his black strands falling to his face. Seonghwa blushed deeply from that, his face turning pink as a whine released from his throat. “Stop..” he said, shy from the compliment. Hongjoong chuckled at that and pecked his lips. “I’m sorry baby.. I just realized how busy I was. I didn't even have time for you anymore.” The alpha apologized, his face shifting to an expression more solemn.

 

He only received a smile from the omega though. “Don’t worry, Joong-ie. I understand..” Seonghwa said, rising to kiss him properly. They shared a passionate kiss before Hongjoong felt another painful throb from his head. He thought the omega didn’t notice, but being the observant person he was, he noticed the change immediately. They stopped the kiss and Seonghwa sat up properly, arms still around the alpha’s neck.

 

“What is it?” He asked, eyebrows furrowing and lips pouting. Hongjoong knew that if he tried to lie, Seonghwa wouldn’t take his shit and worry about it even more, so he told the truth. “Since when have you been feeling that way?! You should’ve told me..” the older said, immediately pestering him to lie down. “We ran out of medicine. I should just sleep this away.” Hongjoong replied as he wrapped his arms tighter around Seonghwa’s waist. “Just you being here with me will make me feel better, star.” The younger one spoke, pulling the omega closer to him.

 

Both of them were lying on the bed and Hongjoong still felt worry oozing out from Seonghwa. “I’ll feel better baby, don’t worry.” He said. He didn’t want Seonghwa to worry anymore and cuddled up against his side. He felt something make contact with his cheeks and he looked to the side to see Seonghwa’s breast looking at him. Suddenly, he raised his head and stared at his boyfriend who just looked at him back. “Can I lay on your— your chest?” He asked, not able to keep his eyes off of the mounds beneath him.

 

He looked at Seonghwa who blushed but nodded anyway. After being granted permission, he dropped his head on the omega’s boobs and instantly, he felt amazing. As if he was in heaven and bathed in flower scented pillows. Seonghwa was heavenly. The thin clothing caused friction though so he took the edge of the omega’s shirt and raised it up above his chest, getting a view of the full thing. He bit his bottom lip and sighed deeply as he buried his face on the perky tits.

 

He heard a gasp from the older and smirked, moving his hands in a flowy motion on the omega’s tiny waist. “Am I not heavy, baby?” He asked Seonghwa, looking up at him through sleepy lids. “N-no. Not at all.” The omega replied, voice shuddering as he was sensitive from the touches. Hongjoong smeared his face on Seonghwa’s breast, burying his nose between the mounds and kissing the skin his lips touched. Seonghwa was already releasing little sounds and whines as his body shook from oversensitivity.

 

He moved his right hand to massage the boob and gave attention to the other using his left. He repeated the action but as time passed, he was getting even sleepier and sleepier. Fortunately though, his headache was slowly passing as he reached that level of calmness. His hands went back to their place on the omega’s waist but he continued kissing all over his chest. Hongjoong took the right nipple to his mouth and started to suck on it, Seonghwa’s moans immediately filling the room.

 

“Ah. Ah..” the omega panted, thighs squeezing together as he bit his lip, eyes turning glassy. Hongjoong was sucking like he was a starving man— although it was true—.

 

Seonghwa moaned again, free hand gripping the sheets as the other went to Hongjoong’s hair, holding it like a lifeline. The alpha pulled out and put open mouthed kisses on his chest as he looked at Seonghwa, “Sleep, star.” He said, before continuing his ministries. Seonghwa nodded and tried to calm down as much as he could. His chest was heavy and sensitive, not having been touched in this way for so long. He was also getting tired again and wanted to sleep so he tried not to think too much about it and just breathed.

 

Hongjoong on the other hand did the same to the other nipple as his eyes slowly closed, his hands were still gripping Seonghwa’s waist but this time, the hold was less tight as he was falling asleep. Only the sounds of the older’s light moans and breathing were heard when finally, Hongjoong was sent to dreamland.