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"I spend my day
Thinking of you
That's the greatest happiness for me
Come to me as a star"
Star 1117 - Ateez
“I think the sky has never been more beautiful. Do you see how bright the stars shine, Hongjoong ?”
The moment was peaceful, in no way shattered by his words.
As always, his voice was calm, and - because of fatigue - had the softness of a caress, gliding cautiously over Hongjoong's skin.
Seonghwa seemed to have this unconscious desire to soothe people's hearts. Hongjoong had always been certain that Seonghwa was watching over him. It was like a silent agreement the blond had made with him: accept me at your side, and I'll take care of you.
This silent promise had never left them, and ever since, Hongjoong had always felt his protective gaze on him. So sometimes, like now, Seonghwa would imperceptibly guide him into his own quiet world.
And his voice had the delicate texture of silk, carefully enveloping Hongjoong's heart.
“Yes, I see that.”
No. I'm looking at you.
Maybe the sky was really beautiful tonight, and maybe he was really missing out. But the truth was, Hongjoong literally didn't give a shit. Because, damn it, if the sky had never been more beautiful, Seonghwa had never been more bewitching. If the stars were shining, Seonghwa was absolutely dazzling.
The dark-haired man thought that his best friend's parents had chosen his first name surprisingly well. Seonghwa .
Exactly what he was: a star. And even more than that: A constellation. He shone as brightly as an array of stars, united in the darkest night, and shone all the brighter in Hongjoong's eyes.
In the young man's subconscious, the blond was the one and only star twinkling in the darkness.
His best friend's head rested on his lap, turned slightly to one side so he could properly appreciate the moonlit vision before them - which Hongjoong had abandoned in order to enjoy the other masterpiece, which, like a secret, revealed itself to him alone.
God , he could never properly thank the divine entity that allowed him to revel in this image. And his eyes cherished what they saw, oh yes .
Every part of his body tensed viciously, little by little, as he continued his visual exploration. His gaze embraced regions that should have been off-limits. He inhaled deeply, as if his whole being wanted to soak up what he saw, as if he wanted to anchor in his mind every detail that made up the figure laying down. From his broad, yet so frail shoulders, to the curves adorning his torso, then his bare belly, to his slender pelvis that his jeans barely revealed. He devoured with his eyes the smallest nooks and crannies of his creamy skin, which, in the moonlight, seemed to light up the night. He almost worshipped the curls that adorned his face, delicately caressing his forehead to the rhythm of the gentle summer breeze.
Without thinking, he buried his trembling fingers in the young man's almost white locks. Seonghwa simply closed his eyes, a subtle smile stretching his lips.
Hongjoong felt his chest swell inexorably. His irises couldn't tear themselves away from Seonghwa's face. His features were calm and angelic, imbuing the brunet's heart with a peaceful intoxication. His well-defined jawline begged to be kissed, as did his lips, still divinely pink despite the pale moonlight. His eyelashes caressed his cheeks, delicately, and Hongjoong longed to kiss them too, as the air gradually caught in his chest.
Suddenly, he felt close to implosion. Admiring his friend was a dangerous game he'd played too many times, and today he no longer felt brave enough to resist.
It wasn't even desire that took possession of him, it was a vital, violent, irrepressible need to taste Seonghwa, just once. It was the unshakeable will to let the blond pour into his veins like a delicious poison, to cling to him, to anchor himself in his skin, to melt into him. His ribcage ached abruptly, horribly, as his heart pounded harder and harder in his chest.
“Seonghwa." he whispered almost without realising, in a calm voice that contrasted with the fierce battle he was waging against himself.
His friend's eyes opened. Hongjoong's hand trembled more in his hair. Seonghwa turned his face towards his interlocutor. His dark irises anchored themselves in the young brunet's confused ones. His eyelashes fluttered, and, without a word, he lifted his head from his companion's lap to bring it to his level.
Hongjoong didn't know if it was Seonghwa's gaze that silently called to him, if it was the adorable pink of his cheeks, or the curve of his lips, but a ruthless rush seized his whole body.
“Can I kiss you?”
He thought he was mistaking Seonghwa's " yes" with the whisper of the wind.
He gently took his face in his hands, then leaned in to kiss him.
He had anticipated, played and replayed this moment a million times in his head, but never - ever - would he have imagined that it could be this good .
As if they'd always been waiting to meet each other, their mouths gently collided. Seonghwa's lips were soft beneath his. Shy, they brushed hesitantly against Hongjoong's, causing his blood to beat against his temples in a deafening din. In agony, he clung to Seonghwa’s face as if his life depended on it, tightening the embrace of his hands against his cheeks.
In unison, they guessed they were both thirsting for more. Their lips moved against each other, indolent, then their mouths opened and their tongues married, each more eager to explore the other.
Honjoong was no longer able to form coherent thoughts, and when Seonghwa sighed against him, his hands clutching desperately at his hair, he knew he wouldn't have the strength to come back to his senses.
Drowning in the unhoped-for exhilaration of the moment, a single thought crossed his mind. Or two, perhaps.
Seonghwa was absolutely, divinely, unbelievably tasty, and all he wanted was to revel in it even more.
And he had the naive certainty that their lips, their silhouettes, their souls were lost fragments of the same star that had found each other again, to become one once more.
Under the stars’ caring gaze, Seonghwa let himself fall in the grass. Carefully, Hongjoong's body followed.