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It was a bad idea.
He had whispered this to himself the whole way to the older’s room. The others were out. This was his chance. He knew it was a bad idea, but he couldn’t talk himself out of it no matter how much reason his subconscious threw at him.
This is wrong. He’s your hyung. His heart threw these warnings out the window though. But he gets me. He doesn’t look at me the way the other hyungs do. I don’t look at him the way I look at the others.
The older was clingy with everyone and yes, Jeongin enjoyed the hugs from the other members from time to time, but with Felix it was different. Felix was different.
He got to the other’s door and knocked hesitantly, confidence now gone.
“Yeah? Come in.” The deep voice rung out from inside the room.
“Hey, hyung. It’s me.” The younger wanted to face palm at himself for saying that, but the older’s smile made him think it wasn’t so bad.
“Hey, Innie. Everything okay, love?” The older always called people nicknames, but to the younger, the love sounded different when addressing him.
“Yes, Lix Hyung, everything’s fine. Just wanted to come spend time with my favorite hyung.” Innie could feel his heartbeat in his throat and hoped the other couldn’t hear it.
The older drew his sheets back, patting the space next to him. The younger shuddered looking at the boy in his big tshirt and boxers, almost hidden completely.
He got in bed. The older instantly cuddling up to the younger. “What do you want, calling me your favorite.” The older teased the younger.
“Nothing. Stop playing, hyung. Everyone knows you’re my favorite.” He was teasing but there was no lie in his statement. It was clear to everyone. The older rolls his eyes playfully.
“Oh yeah? I watched your live with Seungmin. You said you didn’t have a favorite.” The older sounded pouty but Jeongin could feel the smile on his shirt from where the ausie’s face was.
“Am I your favorite?” He felt the sharp intake of breath on his stomach and did everything to suppress the shiver wanting to run through him.
“You really want me to pick between you and Seungminie? That’s not nice Jeongin ah.” The older pouted and the younger laughed softly.
“I don’t want you to pick. I want you to admit it.” He was being bold, and he knew it. He felt the blue hair boy look at him, chin now resting on his upper chest.
“Bold baby. What happened to the shy little Jeonginie I know, hmm? Ordering your hyung around. So disrespectful, Innie-ah.” The older was teasing and the younger knew it, but the disappointed tone with that deep voice really did things to his stomach.
He pulled his hyung onto his lap. The older’s eyes widened, but his eyebrow raised, almost challenging the boy. “He grew up.”
“Shame. He was so cute.” Lix teased IN again, wanting to see how far he could take it. “Used to follow me along all the time. Would grab my hand any chance he got to call my fingers tiny. You can just hold my hand, Innie. I don’t mind.” His velvet voice dropped more, if that was even possible, causing the younger’s stomach to drop. The older grabbed his hands as if to prove a point.
Jeongin stayed quiet, voice gone from the others actions. “What’s wrong, Innie-ah? You were so bold a few minutes ago. Did I speak to you a little too mean?”
The tone was mocking, sweet like honey but with a wicked after taste. He fell into the trap tho, shaking his head no.
“No? Should I speak to you meaner then?” The younger, as if he was in a trance, nodded rapidly.
Felix laughed. “Aw. Little Innie likes it when his hyung is mean to him. Is that why you came here, love?” Jeongin nodded. “Words, Innie. Words or this stops now.”
Jeongin whined pathetically. “Please, hyung. Don’t wanna stop. Wanted this, wanted you, for so so long.” He was beyond hard at this point, knowing the elder, perched pretty on his lap, could feel it turned him on even more.
The older grinded down on the younger slowly, almost painful how slow it was. “Naughty baby, coming in here wanting your hyung to ruin you. Wanted me to talk mean to you. Bet everytime you mess up at dance practice, you hope I get on to you. Do you get off to Minho Hyung correcting you?” He stops his grinding, much to the youngers protest, as if testing him.
“No, Hyung. Just you. Always been you. Please.”
“Please what, baby. Be a good boy and use your words for me, okay? Think you can manage that for me?” The way it was said was the perfect mix of mocking and kind.
“Anything, Hyung. Anything you’ll give me. I just want you.”
Felix continued the rolling of his hips. “Can i kiss you, love?”
As soon as the younger nodded, Felix’s lips met his. They met messily, the want and longing and desperation seeping through. The younger timidly opened his mouth, allowing the blue-haired boy to slip his tongue in. Innie always thought it would feel weird, maybe even nasty, but boy was he wrong. If the whines escaping him were to prove anything, he hoped it would show how much he loved the sensation of the older delicately pulling him apart. He felt himself coming undone under the older. Felix knew he would never feel this again. The moans from the younger made him all the more eager to please him, hoping Jeongin could feel his want too. He’s wanted the younger as long or longer than the boy had wanted him.
The younger whined when the boy on top separated their lips but moaned when they attached themselves to his neck. His hands gripped the older’s hips, fingers digging in enough to bruise him tomorrow, a reminder of tonight’s events. His moans were short and breathy. He whined loudly when the other sucked on a certain point. He rutted up into the older, meeting his grinding.
“Gonna make you feel so good, Innie. I promise.” The older whispered in his ear, and the boy felt himself coming undone. He cummed embarrassingly fast. Once he finished his orgasm, he looked at the older with guilty eyes.
“What’s wrong, love?” The older looked so concerned, it made him feel even worse. The younger broke down with tears pouring from his eyes. The older wiped his eyes and left soft kisses all over his face, murmuring soft words to him.
When he finally calmed down, Felix tried again, “What’s wrong, Innie? Did I do something wrong? Did you not like it?” The older seemed so scared, it broke the younger’s heart.
He quickly shook his head no, quick to reassure his crush. “No. I’m sorry.” He didn’t know how to phrase it. “I didn’t get you off.”
Yongbok shushed the younger, caressing the boy’s hair. “It’s okay, love. I don’t mind at all. Watching and giving you pleasure was more than enough of a reward. Knowing I was the reason for you coming undone is more than enough, okay?”
The younger smiles softly, nodding appreciatively at the older. “Thank you, Hyung,” Jeongin moves away from the older, the latter sporting a confused frown at the action. “But I really want to return the favor, if you don’t mind?”
As if the tone the younger used wasn’t sinful enough, the palming over the older’s pants that accompanied it was. It sent the older bucking his hips with a moan, “I don’t mind.”
Innie slid the boy’s boxers off, moaning softly at the the sight, before pushing up his shirt. He left delicate kisses from Felix’s chest to his member before taking it into his mouth. The boy succumbed to the pleasure and thrusted into the younger’s mouth before apologizing profusely.
Jeongin took Felix out of his mouth to shush him. “No worries, hyung. You’re using me so well. Move as much as you want.” Going back to business, he worked diligently as the older gave in.
The older whined and warned, “Innie, baby, I’m sorry. I’m so worked up. I won’t last much longer.”
Innie looked up at his hyung with crescent eyes, admiring the boy’s face, scrunched up with pleasure, and teary eyes. “It’s okay, hyung. Fill me up.”
Felix came with a loud moan into the younger’s mouth. The younger helped him ride out his high then, when finished, came to rest his head on the older’s chest.
“Don’t get too comfy, love. I need to get up and clean you here in a bit.”
The younger whined softly out of disagreement.
“Don’t give me that, Innie-ah. You have a mess in your pants, remember?”
Innie made an embarrassed noise. “Be right back, babes.” Innie watched with a pout as the older got up and left the room to go to, he assumed, the bathroom.
His thoughts were confirmed when Felix returned with wipes. He rummaged in his drawers for another pair of pants before coming to clean the younger up. The delicate manner in which he did so made the younger’s heart swell with happiness.
After he finished, the older got back in bed, pulling the boy into his warm embrace. “So, are we going to talk about it. Or do you want to let it be? Ball’s in your court. I’ll do whatever you decide.”
The younger stilled. On one hand, he wanted desperately to tell the boy of his feelings, but on the other hand, he was so anxious the older only saw this as a hookup.
“What would you say if I wanted to talk about it,” he asked Felix, “would you even talk about it?”
The older sighed before bringing Innie in closer, burying his face into the boy’s hair. “I would. I would tell you that if you wanted this to be a hookup and nothing more I could do that.” The younger’s heart dropped. “But, I would also say that I hope you came in here because you like me. Because, I like you, a lot. But if that’s simply me wanting too much, feel free to stop me, Innie-ah. I’ll take whatever you want to give me, no less and no more. If you want this to be more I’m more than willing to make this official, but if you only ever want me in bed, I’ll take it too. I’ll be only this if that’s all you’ll ever want.”
The younger felt the boy wiping his tears before he realized he was crying, “Oh shit, too much?”
He leaned up, grabbing Felix’s face in his hands, pulling him into a deep kiss before saying, “Not enough, Felix hyung. I’ve waited for this and more since I first saw you. I want everything with you.”
The older beamed at him, “Want to be my boyfriend then, Jeonginnie?”
“Of course, hyung.”
The end…. for now. 😋💕