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Jaechan adjusted his bowtie in front of the door, he pressed the doorbell before quickly resting an elbow up on the side of the door, the other hand holding up the golden award oh so visibly.
When Seoham opened the door and saw Jaechan’s suave posing, he laughed out loud. Jaechan waggled an eyebrow at him.
“Well hello Mr Popular, fancy meeting you here?” Jaechan said.
“Fancy indeed,” Seoham said, wrapping an arm around Jaechan’s waist and pulling him inside, the door slamming shut behind them
“Is that a Most Popular Actor award in your hand, or are you just pleased to see me?”
“You have a discerning eye Mr Park, I like that in a man.”
He wrapped his arms around Seoham’s neck and pulled him down for a long kiss, feeling all giddy.
“Mr Park, did you drink?” Seoham asked, when their lips finally parted.
“Champagne,” Jaechan said and grinned. “How does it taste?”
They kissed again, Seoham’s tongue licked his lips and pressed inwards, Jaechan eagerly received him.
“Like sweet victory,” Seoham declared afterwards.
Jaechan laughed, he broke out of the embrace and stepped back so Seoham could see his suit.
“How do I look?” he asked, striking a pose like he was on the red carpet again.
“Perfect,” Seoham admired.
“It’s Dior,” he said proudly. “My company bought it for me.”
“I know,” Seoham said. “I watched your vlive.”
“You did?”
“Of course." Seoham pulled him close again, nuzzling his face.
“I wish I could have been there,” he said, looking a little wistful.
“Me too,” Jaechan gave a small pout and put his head against Seoham’s chest, before looking up again.
Seoham was weak to that look, he cupped his face and kissed him once more.
“What do I do?” Jaechan said, “I feel so happy. It’s crazy.”
“Enjoy it, you deserve it. Congratulations to my baby, Mr Park Jaechan.”
“Congratulations to you too, Mr Actor. Park Seoham.”
“We should celebrate.”
“Yes let’s celebrate, how should we celebrate?”
Seoham gently lifted the award from Jaechan’s grasp, putting it up on a shelf, before pulling the hand to his mouth and kissing each knuckle in turn, biting the one with the mole.
“Oh I can think of a few ways, but first…” his other hand reached for the strap that ran from one side of the suit into the inside lining of the jacket, he followed it inside, fingers brushing against Jaechan's chest through the crisp white shirt.
Gently, he kissed the side of Jaechan’s neck, causing the young man to shiver. He put his mouth next to Jaechan’s ear and continued in his husky voice.
“..we better take off this new suit before we ruin it.”
“You're right, that wouldn’t be good,” Jaechan agreed, gaze lowering, his hand already sliding up inside Seoham’s shirt.
**The End**