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JUST ASKING
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Hyunwoo is just staring at Hoseok—and while Hoseok knows it has something to do with a recent offhand comment about sexuality not mattering when it comes to love, he still doesn't understand what's in Hyunwoo mind. It had obviously made him anxious in some way. Lip between his teeth, eyes pulling away when Hoseok tried to raise an eyebrow at him, Hyunwoo knows he'll have to ask this sooner or later because it's near to bursting out of his mouth.
God, this is so stupid too. Like he's in elementary school and asking where babies come from.
Here goes nothing—"Hoseok," he starts, and Hoseok looks at him squarely from where he's folding laundry, because he's been waiting for Hyunwoo to find words. "Um. Have you kissed another male before?"
Hoseok frowns, at first, and looks back at the t-shirt in his hands. That's not what he expected Hyunwoo to say. "I thought you knew I have. It's not for me, but I tried it once or twice."
And though Hoseok is slightly annoyed to have to talk about his past, Hyunwoo seems dumbfounded with amazement. "Y-you have?"
Hoseok nods but won't meet his eyes this time, and Hyunwoo comes unconsciously closer. Because, well, that's rather curious, isn't it? He thinks.
"And how was it?"
There's a childlike wonder to Hyunwoo's question. Hoseok is determined to look at his laundry though—Hyunwoo is never this inquisitive—it's unusual.
"Kind of the same I think. Except it just gave me a weird feeling like the heebie-jeebies." He's trying to figure out why Hyunwoo is interested, and unwittingly says more. "Especially wherever I placed my hands, or him, it just felt awkward." But then—ah ha! And a smile curls over Hoseok's lips from figuring it out. "You've never done it, have you?"
He looks up to nail Hyunwoo with a knowing smirk. And Hyunwoo indeed shakes his head slightly. Suddenly more timid because he's kind of shocked to be asked that.
Just like Hoseok, to shake off nerves with a good offense. "Ohhhh~ you're curious, are you?" he teases, as he swats a shirt in Hyunwoo's direction like a challenge, making the fabric snap loudly in the air. At which Hyunwoo immediately flinches back.
"N-no. I'm just asking," Hyunwoo stutters in reply. His cheeks and ears have gone bright red though. Blame this predicament on how comfortable he's gotten at opening up to the members and sharing random passing thoughts. Hyunwoo just discovered a new—thought, an idea, that's all. Didn't mean he wants it, but it just dawned on him it's something—new. Something that hadn't landed in his brain before, that's all.
And now Hoseok is teasing him for it. He knows it's not in any reprimanding way, but—ugh. Hoseok always has this way of sounding superior, and it makes Hyunwoo frown for having opened his silly mouth. He should go back to being quiet instead.
Hoseok laughs and smacks his teeth, as if he can read Hyunwoo's mind. "You're cute. You worried me there for a second."
Hyunwoo just shakes his head for ever having asked anything, and he almost backs out of the room, before Hoseok calls him back. "Ya! Come on now, don't be like that. Did you want to try it?" Hoseok laughs. "We can try it. It's not a big deal."
Hyunwoo becomes petrified where he stands, and this anxiety only makes Hoseok more brave. He steps up right in front of Hyunwoo and drapes the freshly washed t-shirt he had in his hand around Hyunwoo's neck, like a noose.
The scent of detergent nearly makes Hyunwoo cough—but it's not bad. It's like a wake-up call to how close Hoseok is suddenly. He gets tugged forward by said t-shirt and Hoseok stops him an inch away from his mouth to appraise him.
"We can if you want." His voice has gotten low. Unnerving in the way it slithers down Hyunwoo's spine.
He blinks with surprise. Before he settles and studies Hoseok also. Hoseok is playful like this, he knows, but the offer is real. So Hyunwoo considers this... position. They're very close, enough that he can feel the heat radiating off Hoseok's body. He places a hand on Hoseok's chest. Does this feel awkward or not?
For a moment Hoseok thinks he's being pushed away, but then Hyunwoo curls his hand into a fist to draw him forward. It doesn't feel as awkward as Hyunwoo thought it would...
"Are you sure?" he asks, eyes now focusing on Hoseok's lips. And when Hoseok just shrugs, Hyunwoo connects their mouths.
His eyes slip shut and then it's just—lovely. To be kissing a person he cares for. Maybe it's a little weird that it's a friend, but other than that, Hyunwoo holds him closer and molds their lips together again. He's taking it slow and tentatively, like Hoseok is too.
It's only a few seconds before they part, just far enough to open their eyes. A moment to meet Hoseok's gaze then, and something pangs in Hyunwoo's heart that makes him lean in again—Hoseok hadn't expected more, he takes a step back and Hyunwoo follows—to kiss him again, deeper, hand cradling his face softly. Yet, steady this time, just like Hyunwoo himself. A monolith of a person, who makes Hoseok feel safe enough to let down his defenses and let him in. His knees feel a little weak actually... and Hoseok can't avoid making a needy little noise in his throat, but that's also what makes him stay. To hold Hyunwoo captive and keep placing kisses to his plush lips. The little puffs of air between the meeting of their mouths feel like they travel all the way to Hoseok's chest to make him warm. It's almost like he can feel Hyunwoo's happiness flutter in this kiss, almost a smile—but also a racing heartbeat between the way Hyunwoo pauses to breathe between. It's—sensual. He definitely feels butterflies. Definitely unlike the "other" ones... Hyunwoo holds him so perfectly that Hoseok might keep kissing sweetly like this forever because time has dissolved.
Hyunwoo does stop though. Eventually. He pushes Hoseok away with a firm hand clutching his shoulder and Hoseok is blindsided again—he has no idea for how long they'd kissed, but at the same time, it was way too long. He knows that much. He can see this realization mirrored in Hyunwoo's eyes. The guilt that they just shared something more like a small make-out session...
Nevertheless, Hoseok dares to crack a smile, to snap out of this dream—"So, how was it?" he asks, and shakes himself a little, hoping they haven't made anything awkward come between them. But he can immediately see in Hyunwoo's eyes that they're fine.
"It, kind of... wasn't bad. Maybe because it's you." Hyunwoo blushes through the shy smile that's breaking over his own features.
Hoseok scoffs, takes him by the cheeks and smacks him lightly to tease. "Flirt," he accuses with no actual reprimand. Then tsks, and bats Hyunwoo away.
"You know I'm not!"
"Suuure," Hoseok laughs, and pats his cheek again.
Hyunwoo takes the laundered shirt from around his neck and just throws it back at Hoseok. It hits him squarely in the face and that feels like a good enough revenge.
Before Hoseok gathers his wits about him again, Hyunwoo has already left the scene.
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THE END.