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Something about today is drastically different.
Sungchan has seen Haechan on the stage before. He has been on stage with him. He has seen him before show, bursting with excited nerves. He has seen him during show, with his strong, immaculate moves and beautiful vocals, and Sungchan has seen him after, too, still buzzing with the energy but limbs just a bit uncoordinated, body showing just a bit more tiredness all over, face shining with sweat. Sungchan has seen all these today too and remembers all the ones he has seen before. Now onto the stage with Haechan he steps not as an NCT member, but as a fellow idol and company member. However, this has also happened before, he shouldn’t be as surprised as he feels now. There must be something else...
At the ending, when everyone is on the stage, they catch each other’s eyes from afar and Sungchan can’t wait to be in front of him. Haechan looks at him so happily, smiling at him proudly, satisfied. He smiles back too and feels his chest tighten. Sungchan doesn’t remember this feeling from before. He realises he doesn’t really know what to do. All Sungchan knows is that he is happy too, immensely and overwhelmingly happy.
They step closer, almost bumping into each other like two nervous teenagers, neither of them expecting the other to step so they both took the initiative.
“H-hi” Sungchan greets him shyly with a half-smile and suddenly he forgets where he is. He only sees Donghyuck.
“Hey” Haechan looks at him, grinning ear to ear. And then he leans closer like he wants to hug him or… or kiss him. By this time, Sungchan is already bending down to draw him in and kiss his cheek but Haechan suddenly pulls himself to Sungchan’s right side, clinging to his shoulder instead. “What are you doing?!” he whispers, laughing shyly. Right . They are at the MMA. There are cameras, there are people.
And they don’t do this anyway. Not anymore. Not for a long time now.
Haechan pulls away the next second, looking him up and down patting his shoulder and arm like he doesn’t know what he should do next. Sungchan doesn’t want to let him go yet, he holds his hands, wants him closer. Sensing this, Haechan decides. He gets on his tiptoes and hugs him again, stronger with more passion. He leans his whole bodyweight on Sungchan clinging to him with both arms around his neck. Among Haechan’s unintelligible happy noises Sungchan gets the “-happy to see you!” and that’s enough for him. Sungchan laughs and beams down at him “Me too. And congratulations for the awards.”
“Congrats to youuu! I’m so proud of you!” Haechan almost jumps with happiness and Sungchan wants to melt on the spot looking at his shining face.
For a moment they seem to not be able to separate but Sungchan has to leave, has to step away or do something to be further away from Haechan before he does something more inappropriate or awkward.
☁️
After everything has gone down well and they took all the necessary photos, had all the necessary talks, there are finally just the six of them in Riize's dressing room. Sungchan faintly hears Shotaro speaking to Seunghan on the phone. They miss him so freaking much. He should be here.
“Hyung, you should get dressed, you’re going to get a cold sitting in nothing but underwear,” Wonbin comes up to him jolting Sungchan out of his thoughts. “You good?”
“Yeah… just” he gestures around with his hand towards Shotaro’s direction.
Wonbin sighs sitting down next to him “I know, it’s… not okay, how things are now.” Sungchan just grimaces at that and starts dressing up.
“But anyways, today was amazing, we won an award! We were good, so I think we’re allowed to be happy now.” he boxes into Sungchan’s shoulders “and you know what else I think?” Sungchan hums in question.
“That Haechan Sunbaenim looked sooo good today!” Wonbin sighs dreamily and Sungchan accidentally breathes in his own saliva and only manages to cough up a “What?”
Wonbin side-eyes him for a second then smirks, shrugging his shoulder “His makeup and the red jacket really accentuated his charms. He looked amazing, don’t you think?”
Sungchan raises an eyebrow “I guess” he never heard Wonbin talk about anyone like this. Honestly, Sungchan feels a bit dizzy about all this information.
“You guess…” Wonbin huffs disbelievingly. “Hyung. I was sitting next to you. Every time the camera showed him, you suddenly stopped moving and chanting, and you were just…drooling” Wonbin makes a disgusted face as if imagining it.
Sungchan, mortified, springs up and steps to the mirror starting on removing his makeup. “I did no such thing”.
“Oh but you did, you are just too far gone to realise but your emotions and body language are reacting to him” Wonbin preaches.
“Great, fuck you.” Sungchan stares at him disbelievingly through the mirror. “You know, we were sort of a thing for a short time. Why are you doing this to me?”
Wonbin opens his mouth and then closes it, perplexed. And then Sungchan knew, he fucked up. He also realises he didn’t actually tell Wonbin how far he and Donghyuck went, he didn’t even tell him they had anything going on, he just assumed that the boy had to know something. “I mean we started but we ended things before it could-”
Wonbin opens his mouth again and widens his eyes too. “What? You actually were? Oh my! Hyung, you were together?!” He screams, hitting his thighs like he is having the time of his life. “I thought it was just a one-time fling!” Well, it sort of was, because they didn't disclose anything, as Sungchan remembers, but not one fling for sure. You could say, they had several one-time flings...
Sungchan looks around nervously because thanks to Wonbin, now everyone hears what they are talking about. He catches Eunseok smirking at him. “Anyways, It’s over for a long time now, Wonbinnie. So, he and I, we don’t have anything and don’t even really talk.” Sungchan shrugs, a bit sad now, hoping that this conversation will be over now that he gave his honest confession.
But, despite him pouting for a few moments, Wonbin continues “Well it’s obviously not over for either of you…”
“Okay, what are you talking about?!” Sungchan aggressively removes the last bit of his makeup and glares at him through the mirror.
“I'm talking about this: You. Wanted to. Eat. Him. Whole.” And Sungchan sees through the mirror how Wonbin rolls his eyes very exasperatedly “And he wanted to eat you too! God, I don’t know why I invest so much thought into this, I actually feel nauseous just now” he sighs, standing up “It’s obvious that Haechan Sunbaenim looks at you very differently and that you look at him very differently too.” Wonbin turns to leave “So, you must do something! Talk at least. Kiss a little... Sleeping with him is probably the best solution though!” he smirks and leans away, laughing as Sungchan turns to hit his head.
“Shut up! I’m not doing those,” Sungchan charges at him again “And leave me alone!” he shouts after him when Wonbin finally leaves the room.
☁️
It doesn’t work.
Although Wonbin does leave him alone and, other than a few eyebrow wiggles from Eunseok, no one else brings up Haechan anymore that night, Sungchan still can’t seem to think about anything else. He replays the events of today and sees Donghyuck’s face 90% of his memories of today. That’s no good. He sees his little pouty lips with that red lipstick. He sees his pretty long hair and thinks how it suited his gorgeous face. He sees his long ass legs dancing… in those tight jeans… Stop. He must stop this.
It’s almost 1am and Sungchan cannot stop. So, he does the most unreasonable thing one can do in this situation. He calls his manager.
“What’s up kid?”
“Do you know if Haechan Hyung is at home right now?” Sungchan asks and he can tell his question surprises the manager by the way the phone goes silent for a long second.
Then a sigh. “uh… Dream went out to eat after the show, I don’t think they are back yet.”
“Can I go see him?” Sungchan asks directly, earnest.
“What, now? Alone? Definitely not,” his manager answers, incredulous. Sungchan stays silent, pouting to himself. “Unless… I take you myself.” the manager adds tiredly.
“Oh my God, thank you! Can you really?” But despite his polite question, Sungchan is already getting up and looking around to pack a few of his belongings.
“Well, I have to now, I guess” the manager sighs.
Sungchan stops, listening to the tone of that sentence. “Hyung, is it really okay?”
“Yeah, it’s just… you sure you want to wait for him? I don’t know when he gets back. Or if he does at all.” Well that would suck and Sunchan might cry but he keeps this thought to himself.
“Let’s just wait a little near his apartment” Sungchan says, hopeful. He wants to see Donghyuck. Needs to see Donghyuck.
☁️
His manager wakes up with a jolt “Huh, uh, sorry” he says blinking around in the car disoriented “I think I fell asleep for a bit; did you say something?”
“No, no, it's fine,” Sungchan smiles at him apologetically “Sorry for keeping you up, Hyung” he sighs out.
“How much more do you want to wait?” his manager squints at the car’s watch. They have been sitting in the car, waiting near Donghyuck's apartment complex for almost an hour. It’s 2:10 now and Sungchan knows they lose precious sleeping hours. They had a long day, his manager and him too. His members are all asleep, hopefully. He knows they should just go home, he could meet Donghyuck another time. If he has the courage to do so.
“Just… until 2:30, okay? Just that much more, please” Sungchan says anxiously, although he already knows he won’t be able to just leave anymore. In his head, he already has Donghyuck in his arms, he wants to feel him again, to smell his soft hair, to kiss his cheek, which he couldn’t do on the stage today. “You can go back to sleep, I’m okay like this. Actually, I’m going for a short walk,” he opens the door, stepping out. It’s cold, freezing actually, but he doesn’t want to sit inside anymore.
“Hmm ’kay be careful,” he hears his manager say, already going back to sleep.
Sungchan takes a deep breath and decides to walk around the building just once, very slowly. To clear his mind. And for the time to slow down. For Donghyuck to arrive home.
“Sungchannie?”
He hears a familiar voice call from the distance, like he just summoned it. He looks up and sees Donghyuck stepping away from a car, waving at him and then turning back to bend down and talk to his manager through the window. Donghyuck wears his fluffy teddy jacket and a bucket hat that covers most of his face, looking like a toddler or a baby bear as he wobbly jogs over to Sungchan. As he comes closer and Sungchan sees his face, he finds him a bit dishevelled, sweaty and flushed but cute nonetheless. His nose and the top of his cheeks are red, Sungchan wonders if it’s from the sudden cold that touched his face or from the alcohol he must have consumed.
“What are you doing here? Are you alone?” Donghyuck comes up to him, frowning. He taps over Sungchan’s face worriedly, like he could detect anything with his touch on his skin. Like he could get his feelings and thoughts out of Sungchan just through soft contact. And he might just could, because Sungchan closes his eyes and holds a hand up to cover Donghyuck’s on his face as he lets out a deep sigh.
“What’s up? Are you okay?” Donghyuck urges, a bit tense, grabbing his face harder.
“Yeah, yeah my manager is on the corner I-” Sungchan steps closer “I just missed you.”
“You-” Donghyuck’s hands fall from his cheeks and he steps back, deflated “Sungchan, you should go home and sleep.”
“But I wanted to see you,” Sungchan pushes but he doesn’t really know what.
“And what now? You see me, I am in front of you… What do you want now?” Donghyuck says a bit exasperated.
“Hyung, can I-” Sungchan lowers his head in shame. He knows, it is really not okay to just ask this from Donghyuck, but he has to try now. Just once. Just this once and then he will never try again. “Can I come up?”
Donghyuck opens his mouth, but nothing comes out, only a sigh leaves him and he is upset. Sungchan wants to go, go, go, leave, leave, leave and never come back, never try again, he never wants to cause Donghyuck sadness. “I’m sorr-”
“I go upstairs,” Donghyuck cuts in “You have to wait a little so I can make my home presentable” Donghyuck steps away, waves to his own manager, who was still waiting in the car for him, and then turns to the door of the apartment complex. He looks back at Sungchan, squinting and pursing his lips like he tries to hold a smile in. He nods with his chin “You should probably tell your manager, so he can leave” and then he turns and he’s inside.
☁️
After Sungchan said goodbye to his manager and he faithfully waited a few minutes to let Donghyuck tidy up, he ran up the stairs to Donghyuck’s floor and knocked on his door.
Donghyuck opens it almost immediately, looking a bit stressed although much softer and cozier, not as red or sweaty. He wears white t-shirt and sweatpants and he looks so soft and cuddly, like Sungchan could grab him into his two hands and roll him into a small fluffy ball of yarn or a stuffed animal.
“Sungchan.” Donghyuck still looks upset, though. Or, he regretted letting him come up? Sungchan second-guesses himself.
“Hey,” Sungchan says, smiling tentatively. Then he frowns upon seeing Donghyuck’s increasingly pouty face. “What-”
“I-” Donghyuck pouts harder, jaw trembling “I think, I missed you too” he whimpers.
And just like that, Sungchan steps forward and takes him into his arms. And that is what Donghyuck needed apparently, because he sobs a little harder, burying his face into Sungchan’s chest. Sungchan registers him grasping at his jacket from both sides, like Donghyuck is not letting himself fully hug him. So Sungchan takes his arms, one by one, and pulls them around himself.
They stay like that for long moments, or longer, could even be hours, Sungchan doesn’t care. The only thing that’s a bit bothersome is the door still open, wind hitting their backs from the hallway, so Sungchan has to trudge them a bit further inside and then shut the door with one hand.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call you… or text you. I just kind of vanished.” Sungchan breaks the silence. He regrets it now. Back then keeping distance seemed the most reasonable. It seemed like they just grew apart as their schedules stopped aligning, and they started to meet less and less as a group, as friends too. He didn’t live together with any of the NCT members anymore, and both of their groups had so much work and so many different programmes that it just stopped being priority, to take time and energy getting to know each other better. Sungchan spent most of his time with the members of Riize. Donghyuck obviously had enough on his plate, but he never said to Sungchan that they should stop texting all together. That was Sungchan’s doing. Realising that they couldn’t even maintain friendship let alone starting something like a relationship, it hurt too much, it hurt to care, it hurt to try and fail every time… so Sungchan stopped altogether, like a petulant child.
“I know that you are. I am too. I shouldn’t have stopped trying to reach you.” Donghyuck confesses and Sungchan’s heart clenches because it is not Donghyuck’s fault, but he always takes it upon himself to solve things. It’s like it’s his job to save everything. “I know it is hard to keep up a good relationship, friends or more, in this industry. And you are not as experienced as me-”
“That doesn’t mean I can be an asshole”.
“You weren’t an asshole; you are just sensitive” Donghyuck continues. “So, it obviously hurt you. And even though I knew it was hard for you, I didn’t reach out, I wasn’t available,” he sighs and finally breaks their hug. He leans back and pats over Sungchan’s chest. “You should take a shower, you are very sweaty”.
Sungchan makes an offended noise “You hug me for hours and then say this,”
“I didn’t want to break our moment,” Donghyuck laughs “Did you eat anything?”
“Not really,” he confesses sheepishly.
“What did you even do after you got home?” the other exclaims.
“I…” was thinking about you, Sungchan thinks but he doesn’t have to say it because apparently Donghyuck can read his sad puppy eyes very well.
“No, don't answer,” Donghyuck pushes him away “I don’t want to talk now. Go shower! I’ll put on some rice to cook so you can eat something”.
☁️
Sungchan is in the shower for a few minutes now when he hears the door open and then sees Donghyuck step into the bathroom.
“What’s up?” Sungchan turns to the wall, back facing Donghyuck, a bit shy all of a sudden. He looks back above his shoulder though, with poorly concealed curiosity, watching through the foggy glass of the stall as Donghyuck, without a word, takes his white t-shirt off and then the sweatpants down, letting them pool at his ankles.
After a few minutes of silence Sungchan looks out and sees Donghyuck standing there like a character from The Sims looking at Sungchan with unreadable expression. “I join you,” Donghyuck says matter-of-factly, stepping closer.
“W- wait!” Sungchan shrieks “Didn’t you shower already?”
“No.” Donghyuck lies smoothly and shoos him back under the shower “Don’t run my water unnecessarily!”
“You did.” Sungchan laughs disbelievingly. “Wait!” he shrieks again, seeing as Donghyuck is stepping in.
“What now?!”
“You still have your underwear on,” Sungchan points out sheepishly and Donghyuck reddens for a moment, then he takes it off hurriedly standing from one wobbly leg to another.
Sungchan’s arms reach out to hold him if needed. “Are you, uh, drunk?” he asks curiously.
“Tipsy yeah, but nothing too serious,” Donghyuck waves it off “I’m mostly sober now from the cold.”
“Okay” Sungchan hums softly.
“I just need another shower because I got sweaty in the resto” Donghyuck says his excuse but his voice kind of dies down when he steps closer to stand under the shower and has to face Sungchan. Sungchan feels that Donghyuck is trying hard not to look at his body too much. He feels the same toward the other boy. A lot has changed since they last saw each other like this and Sungchan tries to stay calm and collected but inwardly, he is just about to blow up from excitement and stress that he gets to see Donghyuck this close and this naked.
The only thing he already picked up is how skinny Donghyuck has gotten, suddenly feeling protective, and a little scared for his health. He wants to tuck him into bed, feed him good food and lock him up in his home so that he could not come out for a few weeks and then maybe Donghyuck would finally be able to rest.
“You should stop working out!” Donghyuck exclaims suddenly, looking at Sungchan’s upper body “You look-” Sungchan flexes his muscles for a moment, just to hear Donghyuck’s breath hitch and see his ears redden. “You have like… 1, 2, 3 no way. 8 packs?!” Donghyuck pretends like he is about to faint and then steadies himself on Sungchan’s torso, subtly feeling up all the muscle “This is not okay. This- you- should uh, stop. Working out.” Donghyuck malfunctions and Sungchan throws his head back, laughing wholeheartedly.
He finally lets himself look at Donghyuck’s body too. He is too pretty. His skin is smooth and glowing. And Donghyuck has muscles too, his arms look very toned, and his legs are seriously so beautiful, like sculptures, his thigh muscles are amazing too…
“You’re staring” the other comments.
“How could I not, Hyung, you’re so pretty,” Sungchan admits easily. His arms reach out to Donghyuck’s hips, caressing and then pressing on the bone a little. “I like this” he says softly.
“What, my hipbone?” Donghyuck scoffs.
“Yes. And this too” Sungchan strokes over his flat stomach, listening to Donghyuck breathing heavier. He smooths over it lovingly and then grabs his tiny waist to pull him closer. He can feel that Donghyuck is leaning in for something more, but Sungchan just leans down and kisses his left shoulder.
It is insane how easily they fall back into this comfortable and intimate atmosphere. It’s like they didn’t miss any day talking to each other. It’s like breathing. Actually, Sungchan thinks, it’s like finally taking in a breath of fresh air after a long time.
“Thought you were going to kiss me,” Donghyuck mutters disbelievingly but circles his arms around Sungchan’s neck nonetheless.
“I know. Not yet.” Sungchan hums, putting featherlight kisses all over his neck and shoulder “Your skin is so smooth, it drives me crazy”.
“Is that so?” Donghyuck hums suggestively, but Sungchan, overwhelmed with a sudden surge of affection, just circles his arms around his body and hugs him so strongly he lifts him up a little. While Sungchan hugs him he feels Donghyuck start kissing up his neck and the side of his face. He puts him down but Donghyuck doesn't stop. The boy, on his tiptoes, cradles his face and kisses over his jawline.
“You are a bit handsome, I have to say” Donghyuck smirks lazily, dazed.
“And you are a bit tipsy,” Sungchan says dryly but is quickly silenced when Donghyuck kisses his lips. Sungchan is tense at first not knowing if he should try to stop it or let Donghyuck have him. He is also not sure if Donghyuck really wants this or if it's just the alcohol that made him let loose. Donghyuck kisses him languidly and messily, it's more like just mouth to mouth with a lot of saliva than actual kissing, but it's cute and Sungchan enjoys it.
“You said I shouldn't waste the water and now here you are,” Sungchan laughs out between kisses, trying to pull away.
“Just a bit more,” the boy whines, clinging on his neck him with his whole weight, and Sungchan doesn't have the strength to say no anymore.
☁️
After several ineffective lazy attempts to get out of the shower that just resulted in more hugging and kissing, they finally got themselves out and dressed up.
Donghyuck makes him food, and he eats it in the kitchen in awkward silence. Sungchan watches the other watching him. Donghyuck sits next to him but his body faces him fully with one leg propped up on the corner of Sungchan’s chair. Sungchan feels a sense of shame and regret remembering that they had not been talking for almost a year, and now, out of impulsive decisions, Sungchan is at Donghyuck’s, and they just shared a shower together and kissed...
“I…” Donghyuck starts “I felt something today when we met. I think I felt it before too when I watched you perform. You were so good, really. You caught my eye. A long time has passed since I saw you perform like this…” Donghyuck bites his lip and looks down into his lap, playing with his fingers “So, I think, I got reminded of those times. And, of our times too. And I felt a spark. I realised, I missed you in a way, like, I felt that I want to be a part of your life... I want to know you. Your thoughts, your struggles, your everydays.” Donghyuck sighs, like he doesn't know how to end his monologue.
“I felt the same, Hyung,” Sungchan admits “Seeing you like this, meeting you like this… made me think of… how much I adore you,” he confesses this much easier than he thought he would. Sungchan stays silent for a few moments, eating the last bites of his food. He takes in the weight of his words and watches how Donghyuck takes it in too. There is struggle and disbelief on the boy’s face, so Sungchan decides to elaborate.
“Seeing your passion shine through is… elevating. Looking at you performing makes me want to do better too. You have such a hold on your audience, it’s crazy captivating. And you have a hold on me too,” he confesses and realises with a burning sensation in his throat how true his words are. “Watching you now, on stage, reminded me of all the times we met and I could hear all that passion through your talking and feel it from your acts. You handle everything with so much love and passion. And you handled me like that too. I felt cared for and loved, when I was with you. And it made me be more loving too, I learned how to show it to you, to others, and towards myself too.” He feels his eyes water but pretends to not care, hoping that the other doesn’t see it.
“Ah, Sungchannie” Donghyuck exclaims with a tone he would use when he sees a puppy, but he doesn’t reach out to touch him, he doesn’t move. It seems a bit awkward like this: Sungchan upset and Donghyuck just passively sitting. But Sungchan knows, it’s because Donghyuck is taken aback, and a bit emotional too. He remembers that Donghyuck never really took compliments as such very well.
So Sungchan decides to initiate the next move and turns to Donghyuck’s leg that has been propped up near him. Sungchan smooths over it affectionately, reaching his thigh and stopping there. “Thank you for having me,” he whispers and his statement has a double meaning, that he hopes reaches Donghyuck. He is happy that he can spend this night with Donghyuck, but he is even more glad to know that Donghyuck is still willing to let Sungchan get closer to him.
“Anytime,” Donghyuck whispers and leans close to his face, taking his chin in his hand. “And thank you for telling me this,” he wipes away the wetness in Sungchan’s eyes. And then, before he pulls away, he falters, looking at his lips and then his eyes again. And then Donghyuck is leaning in and kissing him. This kiss is much more like a real one, it is firm and penetrating.
Sungchan’s stomach erupts with butterflies and his chest tightens with restrained want. As he remembers this feeling from before, and all the times they went further, a secret chest opens up in him with all the emotions and physical sensations those touches caused to him in the past. So when Donghyuck wants to lean away, Sungchan grasps his nape and pulls him back onto his mouth vigorously.
Despite Donghyuck letting out a soft surprised gasp, he doesn’t protest and melts into Sungchan’s body, both legs coming up and into Sungchan’s lap. Without breaking their passionate kiss, Sungchan reaches down and pulls Donghyuck’s chair closer and then he lets his hands wander around the boy's body and circle on his back.
“You are so good to me,” Donghyuck says, breathlessly, between kisses.
“No, you are,” Sungchan breaths into his mouth. “I want to,” he kisses him again but in a slower pace “Donghyuck, I want to try this again” He doesn’t want to look into the other boy’s eyes, so he just burrows into his neck, slowly inhaling his shower-fresh scent “I want to try this again, with you” he whispers.
“Me too, Sungchan” Donghyuck says, shy but decisive “Let’s try this again.”
☁️
It’s almost 5 am and Sungchan knows it will be a hell to wake up early in the morning to go back to his own dorm, but they can’t seem to stop talking. They are in Donghyuck’s bed, cuddling, well, mainly Donghyuck clinging to him, enveloping him from every side he can. His legs are circled around Sungchan’s legs, and his arms are smothering his torso. He insisted on Sungchan not wearing a t-shirt and the boy simply complied, afraid of Donghyuck’s frank answer if he dared to ask him to explain.
Only one of Sungchan’s arms is free and he uses it to lightly stroke Donghyuck’s hair and face while listening to the boy telling him about the dinner with his group.
“Ah, by the way, I wanted to tell you something else about the show!” Donghyuck hits his chest lightly, calling his attention. “Riize is so awesome! Every one of you is very talented! Your stage was amazing!”
“Really? We were a bit nervous though,” Sungchan laughs shyly.
“And Wonbin is so good-looking!” Donghyuck suddenly says with an exaggerated awed expression.
Sungchan, taken aback, pulls away from Donghyuck, looking at him strangely “What?” he frowns.
After a stressful second of them looking at each other, Donghyuck innocently blinking and Sungchan looking very hurt, the tension dissolves with Donghyuck’s giggles.
“Hahahahaha” Donghyuck laughs excessively, throwing himself back on the bed. “You should have seen your face! Oh my, is my Sungchannie jealous?” He pouts, playing up a pitying gaze.
Sungchan turns away from him and sits up. He combs through his hair with his fingers, bristling. “What’s up with this, seriously? Wonbin told me the same thing about you!” he grumbles.
Donghyuck comes onto him from the back with the strongest bearhug, tone saccharine when he says “It’s so great to tease you, you get so passive aggressive, I love it!”
“God, Donghyuck, I think I should discuss with Mark Hyung about how to handle you properly,” Sungchan laughs in disbelief.
“Don’t you dare! Where is my fun in that?” Donghyuck pulls him back down into the bed and bites his shoulder playfully, not caring when he hears a cry in pain.
Sungchan turns around, holding the other down with the weight of his body. “Stop! I will smother you w-”
“Oh, how unfortunate!” Donghyuck fake-cries “You smothering me,” he lets out an embarrassing moan that makes Sungchan’s face redden.
“With the pillows!!!” Sungchan cries out “Hyung,” he whines, having had enough of Donghyuck’s antics “Shut up,” and he doesn’t wait for a response but kisses him breathless.
He kisses him until sunrise and after that too, effectively shutting Donghyuck up until the morning comes.