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It took Hongjoong a week to improve his energy and how he was doing emotionally. As soon as he had a free day he made sure he would have a full day off just to spend with Seonghwa. She offered to go on a shopping spree, saying she’d buy him anything his heart desired as long as he paid for food throughout the day. Hongjoong couldn’t say no to that- spending his day off with his girlfriend on their first official date as a couple. Hongjoong was jittery getting ready, making sure his little affirmation-stache was extra shaded in. It made his face look sharper, removing some of the focus on his terrible eye bags. He’ll always have them, it’s the nature of his job. Not the restless nights working on beat after beat but rather the constant strain on them from using a screen 24/7. Hell, Hongjoong still had to make an appointment for his tinnitus to get his ears checked out.
Hearing loss ran in Hongjoong’s family. His grandmother from his dad’s side was born deaf, and his grandfather from his mother's side had lost his hearing though during the war, he still became deaf. His father said that their family has sensitive ears and should be treated with care… before reprimanding him for choosing the loudest career possible.
His whole life would be nothing without hearing, and that scared him. But, in attempts to save his hearing, his mixing became a little worse off— quieter songs, slower vibes, nothing too heavy. The company understood and said they’d pay for anything he might need to make sure his hearing was alright- but they’d rather spend thousands on keeping his hearing than let him tone it down. He was known for his loud, energetic, rock-punky vibes. Captain without rock, metal, and Hardstyle would be just another producer. It’s what made him unique, his fearlessness to experiment with niche almost unheard-of styles and genres in the K-Pop scene. That’s what made him so sought after- people who want their groups to hit it big pay anything to get Captain to give them even just a sliver of a song. He was always very kind to offers, but his company controlled his out-of-network rates and thus made him a very important man- because he was the best and cost the most…
Hongjoong didn’t want to think too much about the impending doom of his eventual hearing loss and focused on memorizing his Sign Language in the back of his head, in case he needed to use it.
Hongjoong didn’t own a car. So Seonghwa was picking him up from his apartment— Ringing his doorbell just as he finished pacing in a panic. It was like their first time at the cafe together. He circled his apartment building five times and ended up having to change his shirt due to the sweat stains, making him a bit late to their ‘date’. He sighs with a head shake before approaching the door, shaky hand reaching for the handle to open it carefully. Seonghwa peeked through the gap with a wave. She had her hair braided down the back of her head and her makeup was simple but noticeable enough for Hongjoong to see the shimmer in the light. She was wearing a black smocked A-line, high-waisted skirt with a cute button-up crop top that hung off the shoulders with sheer sleeves, but she wore a grey cardigan over top, so the sleeves weren't too on display. She extends her arm out with a smile as Hongjoong invites her in, embracing him tightly. Her hand cups the back of Hongjoong's head and pushes it against her chest, swaying slightly. Hongjoong wraps his arms around her waist with a fuzzy heart and loser smile as he nuzzles his cheek into her cleavage. Hongjoong doesn't know how, but he falls in love with her chest more and more every time they hang out.
Eventually, the couple pulled apart and she entered fully, removing her shoes but not putting on slippers as it was just momentary.
“I've really got to pee, actually, so give me a second, then let's head out. Unless…” She wraps her arms around Hongjoong's shoulders. “You want a little… pregame ?” She flirts, pulling one of Joong's thighs to press between her legs, making sure her knee makes contact with his crotch. Hongjoong bites his lip with a smirk.
“I think we can save all the fun for tonight, okay baby? And then I—” Hongjoong takes his turn putting pressure on her crotch, making her gasp. A hand cups her breast. “—Will be in charge of taking care of you .” He suggests. Seonghwa pretends to be deep in thought.
“I did enjoy fucking you stupid while you called me a good girl, but…” She steps away from their sexual intimacy. “Maybe we can also just watch a movie and cuddle?” She suggests.
Seonghwa was a very sexual being. Her whole life practically revolved around sex and being intimate like that, so it felt a bit weird trying to break away from that, even if that's how their relationship started and how 80% of it has gone over the past few months. But they were touching all-new, emotionally vulnerable territories and, after Hongjoong's hard last week? She didn't want to make anything come back or feel worse. Hongjoong giggles.
“Cuddling and a movie sounds great, ” He says, before waving her off. “Now go to the bathroom, I'm hungry for these waffles!” He cheers. Seonghwa quickly made her way to the bathroom while laughing, a warm feeling— a new warm feeling— filled her heart, not just her chest.
The couple shortly left Hongjoong's apartment hand in hand, getting into Seonghwa's car to drive a little further into the city to the waffle cafe, one Hongjoong frequents a lot due to its closeness to his company studio. They entered together, bowing softly to the waitress that led them to a table together. Seonghwa immediately ordered a drink— English Breakfast Tea. Hongjoong ordered a cappuccino with sweet cream instead of foam.
“Waffles… You know, why waffles? You're getting less food.”
“What? Don't tell me you're a pancake ride or die…”
“I'm not a ride or die I'm just saying! I'd pick pancakes over waffles any day.”
“Pancakes are way too much sugar! They're so dense and sugary not to mention people add more sugar into them, it just makes them too sweet! Then you want me to put syrup on top of it? No way. Waffles on their own aren't as sugary so you can add more sweet toppings without it feeling overbearing. Come on, babe, don't you get it?” Hongjoong asks with big puppy eyes.
“But there's more food in a pancake! And they're so customizable! And they taste good even just on their own!” She laughs, pointing at the menu where a picture of a plain waffle is, tapping on the price. “And look, waffles usually cost more to get, but you have all these holes and pockets in it. Barely anything here.”
“You just don't see the genius behind syrup pockets! The syrup pools in them so when you cut it open, you get a little square with syrup in it. Or, you can stick blueberries in the squares and get delicious bursts of fruity goodness!” Hongjoong softly slams his hand on the table. “Strawberry syrup, jam, butter, chocolate syrup, everything! it can just go in the square, and the whole waffle absorbs it, whereas, in a pancake, it only absorbs where it's on top of, giving you dry patches with nothing!” Hongjoong huffs, crossing his arms. Seonghwa giggles, pressing the button to call the waitress over again to order. She leaned forward and gave Hongjoong a smirk, putting up a finger.
“But we can both agree that crepes are great because they can be sweet and savoury.” They share a laugh, before ordering their waffles. Hongjoong sips at his coffee carefully, licking off the sweet cream that warmed his top lip.
Seonghwa couldn't stop staring at him. How adorable she thought he was. Arguing over waffles and pancakes? What are they? Married? She laughs softly, taking another sip of her tea and continuing her stare, her eyes sparkling with joy and admiration. Hongjoong checked his phone, texting the producer group chat about his date, briefly adding a question about their opinion on waffles vs pancakes.
“Sorry, You're staring at me. I can feel you staring, Noona.” Hongjoong says, meeting her eyes. She blushed softly, looking down at her cup of tea.
“Sorry, I'm just…” She takes a deep breath, looking back up at Hongjoong. “I'm so happy we can finally go out like this. Together. As a couple.” She reaches a hand across the table to hold Hongjoong's softly. Hongjoong let out an airy laugh.
“A couple… yeah… We haven't had an experience like this to really put it in stone, huh?” He asks, shaking their clasped hands softly. Seonghwa hums.
“No, we haven't, but this is only the first. There's plenty more to come, right?” She smiles softly, her eyes squishing, making her aegyo sal stick out adorably. Hongjoong smiles back and the waitress brings their waffles to them shortly after. Hongjoong thanked her with a soft nod before taking a piece of his waffle and putting it towards Seonghwa’s face.
“White chocolate syrup, blueberries, and condensed milk.” He says, putting a hand under the fork. Seonghwa happily leans forward and eats it, humming at the taste.
“Wow,” She puts a hand over her mouth. “The condensed milk is delicious on this... Are there little mochi pieces there too?” She asks, feeling the chewy texture. Hongjoong nods, taking the clean fork and sticking it in his mouth as an indirect kiss. She giggles, before poking at her waffle.
“Here, you get to have some of mine, too. Strawberry Cream Delight! With some dark chocolate syrup on top~” She chirps, making a cute sound as he closes his mouth around her fork. She mimics the same indirect kiss trick that Hongjoong pulled with a smirk.
The two enjoy their waffles and soon head out to the mall, Seonghwa listing all the things she needs as she pulls into the parking garage, before heading into the mall. Seonghwa immediately stops at a store- a stationery store, with cute cartoon characters on pens and notebooks galore. She grabs this and that and this… Even picking up screen tones. Hongjoong snorts.
“You need screen tones?” He asked. “Didn’t know you were into comic art.”
“Oh I’m not really, but I own quite a bit of manga and I like to make some of the panels break out of their borders! But I also try to dabble in environmental stuff with all the different kinds of backgrounds! I also use washi tape for this stuff.” She explains, dropping a few sheets into her basket. Hongjoong takes it from her hand with a smile.
“I’m the man, let me hold your things.” He said with a smile. Seonghwa rolls her eyes but lets him, pointing a stern finger at him.
“Okay but don’t start whining Mr . Macho-man when your arms start hurting, okay pup?” She pats his head. Hongjoong giggled before giving her a salute.
“I promise to be strong for you my lady!” They share a laugh and Seonghwa begins to add more things to the basket and soon enough they’re at the counter with a bill charging up to 200k Won. Hongjoong reaches for his wallet but Seonghwa stops him.
“Hey. I said I’d pay for my stuff because you covered brunch and will be covering dinner. But if you want to buy something here, that’s your money. I’ll only cover little things, got it?” She says. Hongjoong nods.
“Alright…” he pouts a bit but allows himself to be powerless in this situation, letting Seonghwa have her own financial autonomy, even if his debit card was itching to pay for something big. Next, they went to a shoe store, Seonghwa wanting to pick up a new pair of heels to go with a dress she had bought online. Then, they go to the designer section, spending way too much time in YSL. Seonghwa got a new purse and matching wallet, and she insisted they got matching bracelets. Additionally, they browsed clothes for a while and Seonghwa tested three different perfumes before going back to her usual Black Opium . Then, they went to Lego. They both got sets for each other to build at a later date. Then a clothing store… well, three clothing stores. Hongjoong’s arms started to rack up a pretty impressive bag count, and he didn’t want to complain, but a few groans slipped from his mouth.
“Oh, one last place I want to go to!” She clasps her hands together. Hongjoong groans, the weight of the bags making his arms hurt. He promised to be her big strong boyfriend, but he was just a thin scrawny kind of boyfriend. Manhandleable . Not the macho type he likes to make-believe while hyping himself up in the mirror. But that’s neither here nor there as Seonghwa dragged him into a Lingerie store.
“I don’t know what it is— I mean, I do know, my mom has a big chest, my sister has a big chest, my grandmother has a big chest… I think it’s just genetics, but! I think I went up in size a bit, so I want to get some new bras…” She said, floating over to a display that had a plain bra with flower-patterned lace at the top of the cups. Hongjoong never thought he’d come back into a women's underwear store like this again, but he feels a lot more comfortable here with his girlfriend than he ever did with his mom before he transitioned. Seonghwa hums before flagging over an employee. The girl with a tailor's tape around her neck approaches with a soft bow before listening to Seonghwa.
“Hi! Sorry to bother you, but do you think you could measure me? I might have gone up something or maybe my old bras just aren't doing it anymore, so I'm looking to get something new.” She smiles softly. The worker nodded, giving Hongjoong a playful smirk and glance.
“Just come back here to the fitting room with me. You'll have to take your current bra off just so we can get as accurate as we can if that's alright?”
“Oh yeah, no problem! I came to try on bras, I have no problem taking one off!” She giggled. Hongjoong follows behind like a lost puppy, feeling slightly intimidated by all the cups and boobs staring right at him. The urge to squeeze the bras like boobs was overwhelming, but Hongjoong focused on Seonghwa.
The two ladies entered the changing room, Hongjoong waiting awkwardly outside before wandering off, bags still in hand as he drifted over to the more intimate section. Would it be weird to get her lingerie on their first date as a couple? Granted, lingerie was kind of in her job description, but Hongjoong still felt weird about it. Until he saw it. A beautiful two-piece in light blue, the top resembling a corset style. There were a lot of straps, but the pattern on the lace was gorgeous, like big flowers in a sea of little ones. In the center of the big flowers were small gemstones, sparkling in the light as he circled its display. The panties were patterned and coloured the same, with a larger crotch hold. The lace didn't feel like lace at all — it wasn't scratchy or itchy and it felt very comfortable, even. Like Seonghwa would sleep in it. Hongjoong looks at the top sizing and sighs. They were all too small, it seemed.
“Excuse me, sir…?” a worker approached behind him. He jumps, before turning and facing her, bowing softly. She giggled. “Looking for a specific size you don't see?” she asks. Hongjoong itches the back of his head.
“Y-yeah… my girlfriend is getting re-measured in a fitting room right now but last I remember she was about 30F…? and the largest you guys have for this display is only 26C…” He felt embarrassed asking for help, but the worker smiled.
“Because you're looking in the smaller cup section. Here, in our sunlight room with the orange tint, you'll find cup sizes up to H! We should have this one in her size if you look hard enough.” She winks.
Hongjoong felt oddly affirmed. Yeah… I'm just a caring boyfriend who wants nothing more than to see his sexy, big-chested girlfriend in something comfortable yet beautiful! He bows and thanks her, before heading over to the larger cup sizing room. For their standard bras and underwear, they were all in one area, but for their Lingerie intimate wear , they were spaced out by cup sizing. He should have noticed when he didn't see anything larger around, but he didn't want to look like a creep, staring closely at the size of the boobs on lingerie sets. After all, as far as these workers are concerned, he's just a guy , with not an ounce of experience in boobs outside of fondling his girl's.
Hongjoong proudly marches over to the larger cupped lingerie sets, oogling at sets he thought she’d look good in. Eventually, he finishes staring and grabbing, collecting about five sets in his hands before meeting Seonghwa back at the fitting room. She looks ecstatic, grabbing sets out of his hand.
“Hope these fit me, I went up by two sizes. 32F, babyboy~” She says, hugging him tightly against her chest. “Excuse me, can he set our bags down outside here?” She asks the worker. She nods.
“Of course, you can set them here, I’ll watch them.”
“Thank you, okay Hongjoong, let's grab some new bras for me to try on!” She said with a smile. They set the bags down and looked at different bras and sets of lingerie before returning to the fitting room. Seonghwa held the door for Hongjoong.
“Come on.” She says, waving him on. Hongjoong looks around.
“Are you sure?”
“Hongjoong, baby, aside from clients, you’re the only one who will see me in these pretty things, and I want you to have a say too, as my boyfriend. Okay?” She says, cupping his face. Hongjoong hums, walking into the fitting room with her. Hongjoong stands behind her, waiting for any sort of command like a dumb dog.
“You’re back there, unclasp it for me, okay?” She whispers. Hongjoong unclasps the bra, watching her boobs carefully fall out of its hold with a slight jiggle. Seonghwa looks at herself in the mirror as she waves to Hongjoong to hand her the plain velvet-red bra. He hands it to her and they work together to put it on, Seonghwa adjusting her chest in the cup hold. She hums.
“What do you think, baby?” She asks. Hongjoong buries his head in her back, his hands shakily going up to feel around her chest like a perv.
“Looks… great, babe…” He says, kissing her neck softly. She giggles.
“Are you even looking?” She says. Hongjoong peeks over her shoulder with a sigh.
“Yeah… It looks really good…” He says. Seonghwa hums.
“Is it on the widest clasps? I have a pretty big back, so it's a bit tight.”
“Uh, no, I put it on the second… Here, I’ll fix it…” Hongjoong says, adjusting the back clasp. Seonghwa sighs in relief.
“ Much better!” She says happily. She turns every which way, smacking Hongjoong's hands off of her to get the full view before nodding.
“Okay, definitely getting this one. Unclasp!” She says like a command. Hongjoong quickly unclasps the bra, watching in the mirror as her chest moves and squishes with everything. Hongjoong can't help it.
He cups her boobs carefully, whimpering quietly into her back as he feels her up, groping her softly. Seonghwa gasps and arches her back, biting her lip at Hongjoong's bold move.
“Baby, we're in public, can you really not wait till we get home?”
“I'm sorry… You're just showing them off so proudly in this mirror, I can't help it… I adore you.” He says, kissing her back. Seonghwa giggles, her larger hands holding Hongjoong's.
She helps him fondle her, even allowing him to play with her bejewelled nipples. But she noticed herself getting hard and had to put a stop to It as the nerves of getting clocked in public tingled up her spine in a bad way. She commands Hongjoong to sit down and watch with his hands to himself and he nods, sitting like a good boy as he watches her try on new sets. Out of the nine lingerie sets they bought four, and out of the eight bras they bought ten, actually, because she wanted to make sure she had every colour she might need as her wardrobe was very built around her chest, and the last thing she wants is an unmatched bra with a slightly see-through shirt.
Eventually, the couple left the mall, Stopping at just two more places before they both decided there were enough bags here. Seonghwa had taken some bags for Hongjoong as they walked to her car, both happy to get what they wanted. But Hongjoong was exhausted, so they settled to head back to Seonghwa's place for a movie and takeout, as well as some boob fondling and tit sucking to end their night cuddled up on Seonghwa's chest, inhaling the sweet smell of her body wash all over the plump and perky breasts of hers. It was a very boobiful- I mean, bountiful day for the two.