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“The live is turned off already, right?”
Jungwon turns around as he sees Jay reaching for the phone they used for the live that day. “Yeah, I did. I’m going to tell manager hyung.” Jungwon says as he quickly looks for their manager’s contact in his phone, trying to call him.
“Oh, manager hyung? We’re done with the live already.” Jungwon utters right after their manager picks up his call.
“Okay, I know. Both of you just gotta rest.” The voice on the other end, which happens to be their manager, says.
"What about the phone? Should we bring it back to you now?” Jungwon asks.
“Just bring it back tomorrow when you meet me.”
“Oh, okay. Are you done with the summary yet? I could probably help you with it, If I remember anything.” Jungwon offers, and Jay scoffs at that, thinking that Jungwon is being too kind. It is obligatory for the manager to write a summary of a member’s live— the content of it, or basically the main points of what they talk about during the live—, and hand it in to the PR team afterwards. The manager needs to report it to the PR team immediately after the live ends and before they upload a replay of the live, making sure that none of the members said something controversial on accident. Usually, the managers —or any PR team staff— need to be in the same space as the members who are doing a live, supervising them and giving them instructions behind the camera. But sometimes, on a few occasions, their manager would be too lazy to supervise them in their room, saying that he would supervise them by watching their live from his room instead. Especially when they’re abroad and are in hotel rooms instead of in one of those practice rooms at the company, the staffs who can replace the manager to supervise usually don’t tag along with them in foreign countries. And it is Jungwon’s live after all; the manager believes him not to mess up and just do the live in whatever way he wants as long as it doesn’t break the rules. If he messes up, Jungwon needs to help him sort out the problems with the higher-ups since he’s the leader who carries heavier responsibilities on his back.
“Nah, I think I already got it. You guys need to rest for tomorrow’s show.” The manager insists, and Jungwon just nods even though he knows the manager can’t see it.
“Okay, I’ll hang up then, hyung.”
Jungwon quickly hangs up, and he throws his phone onto his bed, plopping down next to it subsequently. “Done with the phone call?” Jay asks while putting his water bottle inside a fridge.
“Yeah.” Jungwon replies, almost in a hushed voice.
“Tired?” Jay asks, slowly approaching Jungwon in his bed. He looks over at Jungwon who is now lying down in bed, his back facing Jay.
“Sort of.” Jungwon answers, followed by a small sigh. Jay slightly smiles and crashes the bed Jungwon is in, lying down next to him and encircling his arms around Jungwon waist. “You always work hard, Jungwon-ah.” Jay assures as he hugs Jungwon from behind, and Jungwon giggles at that.
“I always do.” Jungwon retorts, his voice exudes confidence.
Jay pauses and heaves a sigh, “You know— I tried my best not to touch you that much during the live.” Jay admits as he feels Jungwon’s dainty fingers playing with his hands. “Liar.” Jungwon accuses, followed by a playful laugh and a gentle tap on Jay’s hand.
“What?” Jay huffs in annoyance.
“You slapped my butt.”
“That was a normal thing to do, I slap everyone’s butt.” Jay argues, and his embrace around Jungwon’s body tightens, pressing his chest onto Jungwon’s back. Jungwon feels himself melting as he tries savoring Jay’s body heat into his system.
“But you usually slap mine harder.” Jungwon persists, which makes Jay emit a soft laugh and hold himself up on one elbow, yet his one of his hands is still on Jungwon’s stomach. “I don’t know where this conversation is going.”
“You started it.” Jungwon accuses him again, eyes peeking slightly at Jay who’s now half-hovering over him.
“No, I mean it. I really wanted to touch you.” Jay says, voice sounding a bit too serious.
“As in?” Jungwon asks in a mischievous tone.
“As in— As in doing this.” Jay briefly answers as he attacks Jungwon with playful kisses on the crown of his head, neck, and cheeks. Jungwon shrieks and tries to cover himself up with his arms, dodging Jay’s kisses. A burst of laughter erupts from both of them, filling up the space and echoing in the hotel room.
“Hyung— Hyung! Stop! Stop—” Jungwon pleads in the middle of his fit of giggles, but Jay still refuses to retreat by drowning him in more kisses on his cheeks —those soft and round cheeks being one of Jay’s weaknesses doesn’t really help. Jay wanted to tickle Jungwon, but he knows Jungwon is not ticklish, as a result Jay lightly pushes Jungwon shoulders to make him lie down on his back,
and the laughter stops.
Jay stares directly into Jungwon’s eyes, as Jungwon looks up at him, bright-eyed and mouth slightly parted. Their breathes panting, trying to grasp more of the air from one another. Jay feels as if the time has stopped, as if they have all the time in the world to themselves, and the world around them fades into a soft blur, leaving them both in intertwined rhythms of their heartbeats. The space between them become inches away, and Jungwon can sense Jay’s breath gently grazing his cheeks. Jungwon’s eyes shift between Jay eyes and lips, resembling that of a triangle trick. Oh, Jay knows, he really knows what Jungwon wants, but he decides not to give in, attempting to make Jungwon impatient.
“Hi there.” Jungwon murmurs under his breath, his voice airy and delicate. He looks up at Jay with such a tender gaze that it makes Jay feel a surge of relish, making him feel trapped in a trance.
Jay lets out a sigh, “Hi.” He replies, a tiny smile decorating his face.
Jungwon brings one of his hands on Jay’s neck, fingers caressing his nape ever so softly. His hand slowly moves to Jay’s hair, feebly touching and fiddling with it like what he did during the live.
“What is it?” Jay asks, body moving closer to Jungwon in the subtlest way.
Jungwon’s eyes sparkle, “Nothing.” Jungwon says as he puts slightly more pressure in his touch on Jay’s neck.
“What do you want?” Jay reiterates, moving his face closer to Jungwon’s ever so slightly. He can see Jungwon holding back a smile before avoiding eye contact with him. A soft crimson hue adorns Jungwon’s cheeks —a perfect pair to his glistening orbs.
Jungwon looks back at him, biting his lower lip to withhold a smile. “You’re talking nonsense.” Jungwon mutters, looking content over teasing Jay.
Jay laughs softly, “Okay then.”
Oh, was Jungwon surprised when he felt a pair of lips on his, causing his eyes widen in instant. Jay gave him a quick peck within seconds, giving Jungwon a whiplash, and how addicted Jungwon feels to Jay’s lips feel that he wants to feel them again on his, immediately. Jay chuckles upon seeing Jungwon’s adorable expression, wanting to shower him with tons of kisses right away in a matter of seconds, but luckily Jay knows how to control himself.
Jungwon puts his arms around Jay’s neck, pulling him closer under the excuse of craving for more warmth, faces way too close and lips lingering over each other’s. So close that Jay can trace the contours of Jungwon’s lips with his own. Jungwon closes his eyes, and the tip of his nose brushes the lines of Jay’s nose bridge as he moves his face slightly, tickling him and every fiber of his being.
Jay can’t take it any longer, Jungwon is not giving up and giving in, despite no matter how much he wants it.
In that moment, Jay dives in to capture Jungwon’s lips in his, eyelids falling down gently in the process, as if finding himself plunging into the sea and drowning in the sensation, and Jungwon’s lips are a treasure in itself, the relief and celebratory feeling of finding them is unmatched.
Jungwon hums into the kiss as he reciprocates, moving according to the rhythms and nibbling on Jay’s upper lip. Jay faintly rubs his waist for comfort, drawing circles and swirls before parting Jungwon’s legs to fit himself in between, and Jungwon moans into Jay’s mouth as he feels the sensation of it. Jay bites Jungwon’s lower lip, resulting in a sigh that makes his mouth part for Jay, protruding his tongue in for an added intimacy. Jay kisses him slow but sensual, languid but exciting, and caring but lustful. Laughter that once filled the room is now replaced by kissing noises. Their stifled moans resonate to one another as they feel the intensity of the kiss.
Jungwon whimpers when he feels Jay deepen their kiss, changing the flow into a more fervent one. Jungwon wonders why he hadn’t been turned molten on the spot from the heated kiss. His fingers burrow into the depths of Jay’s hair, relishing in the sheer ecstasy of bliss. Their breaths mold, sighing into one another. To Jungwon, kissing Jay is another way of breathing as well as intoxicating him, seizing him into this abyss of promised eternity with Jay.
Is whatever they feel at the moment nothing but affection, nothing but obsession, or nothing but love? They have no idea, but it just feels right, and their kiss feels like a confirmation to it. They are each other’s solace, bound to embrace whenever one faces despair. Jay to Jungwon is like a lock to his key, a guardian to his sanctuary, and a missing note to his symphony. And Jungwon to Jay is an unwavering flame to his existence; the figure burning his desire and driving him into insanity of devotion. Jungwon thinks of Jay as the one, and Jay thinks of Jungwon as his everything.
Minutes feel like hours, and time travels in slow motion when their lips meld. Jungwon feels Jay kissing him as intense as how they would perform on the stage, and as passionate as how he would strum and pluck his guitar strings.
They break their kiss after what feels like eternity, followed by a satisfying noise emitted from their parted lips, crisp and clear. Their faces flushing, and their sighs gasping in harmony. Jay looks down at Jungwon, he is in disbelief that this angel is in front of him, under his body, precisely. And Jungwon gazes up at Jay, equally in awe as he witnesses his knight in front of him, above his body, hovering over him.
“Is that it?” Jungwon asks, his lips are left in a flush of lust, swollen as evidence of the duration of their kiss.
Jay chuckles, bringing his hand to pat the crown of Jungwon’s head. “We have a show tomorrow. Let’s go to sleep.”
Jungwon pouts when he sees Jay quickly lie down on his back next to him, and he moves his body to lie on side, eyes intensely scanning Jay’s side profile as he brings his index finger to trace Jay’s nose bridge.
“What are you doing?” Jay inquires, feeling a tinge of curiosity running in his mind. He lies on his side to face Jungwon, bringing his arm to grab Jungwon by the waist. “Nothing.” Jungwon briefly answers.
“Am I nothing?”
Jungwon breaks into a smile as he puts his hand on Jay’s nape, “You’re everything.”
They spend the rest of the night in each other’s embrace, breaths relaxing as they fall into their own dreamland, with each other as the main character of their respective dreams. They don’t know whatever will unfold tomorrow, as long as they have each other, walking hand in hand, obeying the magnetism of their bodies, thus everything will be alright.