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For some reason Yoo Joonghyuk found that the best way to remove Kim Dokja from the car was to carry him.
Kim Dokja was clutching for his life while being held by two strong arms. They made him look small in the grip of giant of a human named Yoo Jonghyuk.
Not until they entered the apartment did Jonghyuk release his lover and lay him carefully on the bed.
It was 7:30 pm and most people either doing over time or in their house so not many could see the two and allow one to be embarrassed.
After placing down Kim Dokja, the taller man gripped his ankles and removed both shoes when he had been pulled to the end of their bed. Now having made Kim Dokja bare footed, he moved to the black coat he was wearing and stripped it off leaving him in just grey trousers and a shirt.
The tie was gone in a few seconds and so was Jonghyuk’s shoes till they were both generally speaking wearing the same thing.
(Now he would’ve undressed him further but this was meant to be for general audiences and I am a legal child)
After an intermission they had magically changed into casual clothes and showered.
Yoo Jonghyuk was clothed in grey tracky bottoms and a white t-shirt over top. A very rare non black outfit he wore and still looked amazing
You could tell that underneath he had a six pack just by one glance. And his muscles on his arms and legs could be shown as well.
Kim Dokja was obviously forced wanted to be dressed in the same outfit. Though it looked a lot larger on him due to the fact that their muscle sizes are very different.
He was sat on the bed towards left with his legs stretched out forwards and hands by his side, a very uncomfortable position including the over sized outfit. Something then caused Yoo Jonghyuk to clamber onto the bed, top revealing his collar bone and abs for Kim Dokja to see, and crawl over to him to cuff up the trousers so he could fit into the clothes.
Kim Dokja now felt even more bewildered than he already was but just sighed it off and placed a had round the man now at his side.
Jonghyuk’s stare was predatory like and he shuffled further up the smaller man’s body. None of them broke eye contact even when he slowly bent down.
Flop.
The flustered Kim Dokja was no a bit surprised at he fact he had just collapsed on him. The weight was slightly suffocating as Jonghyuk had most of his body on top of him.
The taller man’s eyes still never left the shorter ones face and his hands slipped one under the others body and the second one to pull the sheets from beneath the people to on top.
The white duvet fluttered onto the couple and they were sent into a land with just the two of them.
Tousled hair crowded Dokja’s face from the mess of moving about and slightly blocked his view.
The strands were brushed aside with a gentle hand that moved towards to cup a light pink cheek with the most care in the world.
Staring intently at each other. No one made a sound, only the slight rustle of bed sheets could be heard between legs. And the warm sensation of body heat trapped underneath the blanket wrapped around their bodies. Kim Dokja and Yoo Jonghyuk were close enough to smell one another’s scent of perfume and aftershave that mixed with the floral smell of washing from the mattress and covers over top.
With no warning Jonghyuk flipped positions and laid his lover on his stomach their t-shirts rising and bare skin touching.
Kim Dokja nuzzled into his boyfriends neck and wrapped his arms around the others rib area. His hands playfully slipped under his top to cares his body lovingly, rubbing circles. Breathing into his neck and sometimes kissing it.
Yoo Jonghyuk moved his arms towards Dokja’s legs to pull them further up and let his hands rest too far down Kim Dokja’s back.
Hushed breaths ands the rising and fall of Jonghyuk’s chest lulled Dokja into a temporary trance of calm and free of worry. He loved these times when both of them could just lay and not worry about the days to come.
What seemed like hours past in the midst of the two hugging and kissing each other. Morning had broken out but it was to hard to tell under the white blankets surrounding them.
Somewhere in the night they had changed positions into them sideways cuddling.
Legs were twisted together and arms around the others body. Kim Dokja had his head snuggled into Yoo Jonghyuk’s chest lying in a ball like posture.
His pink lips slightly parted and a gorgeous flush tinged his nose and cheeks. Short black hair swept across his face and his long lashes entangled with the silky locks. His t-shirt had slipped of one shoulder and on his lower half the fabric had risen up his skin.
Today was the weekend were they could sleep in and not have to get up so early.
Yoo Jonghyuk had woken up first.
He checked the time: 6:34 am. Jonghyuk meticulously first squeezed his boyfriend tighter and planted a kiss on his forehead and then reluctantly removed his arms to get out of bed.
Scratching his stomach and combing his hair out of his face he plodded over to their kitchen and turned on the kettle, opened a cupboard and turned on the toaster.
Like he was magic, a few minutes later two plates of toast had been made and two matching cups of coffee were also produced.
Jonghyuk wandered into the room and placed each thing on either bed side table.
He stared at the beautiful man sleeping soundly and felt bed to wake him up.
One knee on the mattress, he shook small shoulders until the head they were carrying opened it’s eyes.
Kim Dokja raised his head and opened his tired eyes to see a handsome man looking down at him. His first instinct was to tackle his waist and hug him. And that is what he did.
The large man chuckled and patted the others arms before grabbing him under the armpits and propping up his body.
“Ah, thanks for the food Jonghyuk, it almost looks to go to eat,” he carefully picked up his cup of coffee and began to sip.
“That’s what I think every time I look at you,” Yoo Jonghyuk smirked and watched his lover’s reaction.
Kim Dokja’s eyes grew wider and his face changed from pale white to red, cough cough, “y-you almost made me spit my drink out.”