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smoking is bad.
jiwoong knows that. growing up around smokers, it's been pretty funny to watch the older guys tell him to not smoke while smoking an entire packet in the day. they give him advice on how to stay clean while surrounding him in the smell of cigarettes and smoke. it's fucking ironic, the way they talk like he's at some therapy session, when they are the ones who need it and are actually the ones who encouraged him to pick up smoking.
jiwoong's not that heavy of a smoker. not a pack a day, maybe a pack over a few days or even a few weeks if he forgets that cigarettes exist. there are a lot of other things in life for him to enjoy, and he doesn't want to be stuck in the smokers' corner wasting his life with other dudes. his friends are fucking wholesome and always surprise him, his studies take up a whole lot of time and he has a boyfriend to tend to. that's where all his time goes. friends, studies, lover. family at times, if he's free that day.
studies are pretty shit though. he's doing great, head peeking out of the surface of the water rather than drowning deep down, but it does stress him out sometimes. the workload for his senior year gets so overwhelming that he's cooped up in his study room all day, door tightly shut and noise cancellation mode turned on to prevent all distractions. his friends and boyfriend are completely understanding of his life, giving him space to do his shit and be alone when he needs it. the boyfriend even goes the extra mile, taking on the role of his personal cheerleader and taking care of his basic needs in his hectic periods.
not everyone copes perfectly with their problems, and jiwoong is one of those people. he can spends hours analysing the same file but unable to get any proper conclusion, or rather, a conclusion that his professor expects of him. whatever. people have different ways of thinking and interpreting stuff, so he swallows his anger and rereads the entire file for the nth time again today. he wants the A and he's going to do everything to get it.
stress is a huge reason why people smoke, and as much as jiwoong thinks it sounds uncool, he too picks up the habit when he's stressed out. there are some packets stashed away at the bottom of his wardrobe, hidden away from his boyfriend because he knows the other doesn't like the smell. he rarely touches it because he's focused on other aspects of his life, but they do become useful in times like this. he retrieves one from the packet lying right beside him, lighter already ready to do its' work.
the smell of nicotine fills up the room fast. grey wisps of smoke take up the space above him as he exhales, feeling the temporary relief. yeah, shitty smell and shitty feeling, but somehow it helps me relax just a bit. he uses his free hand to glide across the touchpad, scrolling down to the paragraph he's been told to consider again. he's in the living room today, a different environment from his study room, and the tranquility helps him to stay at peace.
"hey," a voice calls out from behind and jiwoong exhales a second time as he turns around, finding seowon standing by the bedroom door, hand stretched out in the direction of the balcony. "out."
jiwoong gives him a stupid smile.
seowon doesn't entirely despise smokers, but he's not a big fan of the smell. jiwoong had made it clear to him that he smokes once in a while when they first met, and seowon had made it clear that he had to be out of the house, or at least in the balcony if he wanted to smoke in their apartment. the balcony doors had to be closed so that the smell wouldn't make its way into their apartment, and there was even a bottle of cologne seated outside just to get rid of any smell on jiwoong entirely. a relationship is a lot about accommodating the other, so jiwoong respected seowon's preferences and followed his rules, although he does forget it at times. he breaks it on purpose at times too.
"i'm so stressed, baby. can't i just have it this one time?" jiwoong laughs, intentionally exhaling towards seowon's direction as the younger walks over, finding the way seowon scrunches his face amusing. he loves riling seowon up, be it in bed or by annoying him. it always seems to get him an interesting day after.
seowon sits beside him on the sofa despite the smell, removing the cigarette from between his fingers and relocating it to the ashtray. he watches as seowon stubs it, putting it out, and he puts on a fake pout once seowon turns back to face him, hand coming up to squeeze his face.
"50000 won. to my account."
jiwoong chuckles at seowon's words, clasping his own hand over the younger's smaller ones and placing a soft kiss on seowon's wrist, feeling the way seowon tries to tug his hand away.
"there are alternatives, you know. to destress." seowon says gently, voice lingering between the both of them, lightly caressing jiwoong's cheek. jiwoong raises an eyebrow, signalling for him to continue, as if this was some smoking prevention class. "exercise, listen to music, read a book."
"please, i've been reading the entire fucking day." jiwoong complains as he wraps his hands around seowon's waist, lifting the other up and over, onto his lap. seowon naturally wraps his arms around the older's neck, leaning closer till their bodies are stuck onto each other. "i think you missed one alternative though."
"what?" seowon asks nonchalantly as he uses his finger to trace the huge tattoo splayed across jiwoong's bicep and shoulder, leaving a ticklish feeling as he goes about drawing.
"sex?"
"i thought you were busy with your analysis?"
"yeah, but if we have sex, then i would be more relaxed, and i wouldn't have to smoke. isn't that a win-win for us?"
"you're fucking ridiculous. how do you even get hard within seconds?" seowon rolls his eyes, moving his hand to stable himself as he pulls himself away from jiwoong, creating a small gap between them. they're still close, but it's big enough for his hands to travel to the waistband of jiwoong's shorts, tugging on it experimentally. "handjob only."
"okay," jiwoong complies, already peeling seowon's underwear off him. "i get to touch too."
"mm."
seowon kisses jiwoong as he works his way down, letting jiwoong take control of it as he swipes his thumb over the older's slit, enjoying the hiss that jiwoong lets into the kiss. it's slow but fiery, the way jiwoong's spare hand roams around his right thigh as he strokes seowon to full hardness, twisting his hand the way he knows seowon likes, eager to pull sounds out of the younger. seowon's not very strong when it comes to areas like this, so jiwoong gets what he wants pretty easily, relishing the way seowon whimpers straight into the kiss. everywhere jiwoong touches leaves a burning feeling behind it, slowly heating up his skin.
"you look you're enjoying it more than i am." jiwoong comments as he breaks the kiss, laughing at the way seowon drops his head on his shoulder, breathing getting heavier by the moment. he loves to see seowon helpless in moments like this, head in the clouds and easily provoked by the simplest of actions. he loves it more when he gets seowon to come, the high that he goes through even better than smoking. he loves loving seowon, so he moves faster, hand pumping seowon quicker by each second, smiling at the way seowon weakens against his touch.
it's not long until seowon comes all over his stomach, getting his bare skin dirty. he mutters a fuck through gritted teeth as he attempts to come down from his high, closing his eyes and breathing quickly against jiwoong's shoulder. jiwoong strokes his back, staying silent as he watches the younger calm down, giving seowon time.
"you good?"
"yeah," seowon breathes out, hand coming up to stroke jiwoong entirely, earning a groan from the older. "let me help you finish."
"it's fine." jiwoong says, but he feels the pleasure building up as seowon increases his pace, and maybe he really wants seowon's help. he runs a hand through seowon's hair, almost laughing at how serious the other is, fully focused on helping him reach his climax. it's just a while more before jiwoong comes, when seowon dips his thumb into the slit and that gets a reaction of him immediately, cum spurting all over seowon's hand, coating it white. jiwoong leans his head back as he breathes, his turn to come down from the high.
he feels seowon lean against him, hands wrapped loosely around his waist, moving with the way jiwoong's chest heaves up and down. they sit in silence for a bit, ignoring the stickiness, something to deal with later. jiwoong caresses the back of the younger's head, placing a kiss on the crown of his head.
"you know," jiwoong speaks up between the both of them first and seowon replies quietly with a hm?. "if smoking gets me a handjob everytime, then maybe i'll be start smoking regularly.
"dream on. i'll kick you out of the house." seowon rolls his eyes, pinching jiwoong's side harshly, pulling a yelp out of the older. he giggles quietly and they go back to sitting quietly, none of them muttering a word.
"i'll give you a reward at the end of the week if you don't touch another cigarette this week."
"really?"
"yeah."
"can i choose my reward?"
"yeah."
"you got it."