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With the lights now off, Kim Dokja and Yoo Joonghyuk settled on the sofa, the kids sitting on the floor in front of them since they claimed they could see the movie better this way.
Kim Dokja was reluctant to let them stay on the floor like that, since they could catch a cold, but let them be anyway since the movie was only going to be an hour long.
He had also turned the AC on, so it should be fine.
Gilyoung turned to look at them. “Hyung, can we play something after watching the movie?”
“It’s 10pm though. Don’t you guys have school tomorrow?”
Yoosung turned to look at him too, taking advantage of the fact that he was weak when it came to her puppy eyes. “Please, ahjussi? Just one game? We’ll go to sleep right after that.”
Kim Dokja sighed, already swayed enough to agree.
“Fine, but just one game.”
The kids cheered as the movie started, their attention now laser-focused on the screen.
Kim Dokja didn’t know they liked this movie so much. He really should start spending more time with his kids.
Yoo Joonghyuk scooted closer to Kim Dokja, their shoulders and legs touching.
Kim Dokja jumped at the contact, turning his head to hiss at Yoo Joonghyuk. “What are you doing? The kids are right there!”
“Their attention is on the movie, it’s fine,” Yoo Joonghyuk whispered back. “Besides, it’s not like we’re doing anything scandalous.”
Kim Dokja opened his mouth, but decided against it, since whispering like this would most likely draw the kids attention, ending it with a huff and turning to watch the movie.
He wasn’t particularly paying attention to it, but it was intriguing enough to make it watchable for someone who only liked to read.
Yoo Joonghyuk had said that, but halfway through the movie, his hand slid down to caress Kim Dokja’s thigh, making Kim Dokja’s eye twitch.
He lightly nudged Yoo Joonghyuk’s leg, silently telling him to stop, but it seemed he had failed, since Yoo Joonghyuk resorted to wrapping an arm around his waist instead.
Kim Dokja glared at him, who only gave a smirk in return.
And any plan Kim Dokja had to stay mad at the man shattered in an instant. Who could stay mad at such a handsome face anyway?
“Come here,” Yoo Joonghyuk whispered, gesturing at his lap.
Kim Dokja’s eyes widened. “Are you hearing yourself?” He lightly slapped Yoo Joonghyuk’s thigh. “The movie’s about to end, the kids can turn their heads any time!” Kim Dokja hissed.
Yoo Joonghyuk sighed, throwing his head back on the sofa.
“Don’t you sigh at me. You know I’m right.”
Convinced Kim Dokja wouldn’t come when asked about it gently, Yoo Joonghyuk decided to take matters into his own hands.
His hold tightened on Kim Dokja’s waist, and with such an ease that Kim Dokja couldn’t begin to comprehend, manhandled him into sitting on his lap.
This way, Kim Dokja couldn’t thrash around and attempt to escape, unless he wanted to draw the kids attention, so he grumpily accepted defeat.
Thinking Yoo Joonghyuk wasn’t crazy enough to do anything further, Kim Dokja relaxed in his hold, his hands settling over Yoo Joonghyuk’s.
Not even two minutes later, Kim Dokja felt Yoo Joonghyuk trail kisses along his nape, his face heating up as he shuddered.
“Joonghyuk-ah…” Kim Dokja whispered breathily.
This seemed to be the wrong move, as it only spurred Yoo Joonghyuk on, who began to lick and nip at his neck.
He was so, so glad he had raised the TV’s volume enough for their voices not to be heard.
“You’re fucking crazy. What the hell are you doing?” Kim Dokja's arms fell on his chest, trying to push him away.
Yoo Joonghyuk brought him closer to his chest in return, his gaze dark as he replied, “You drive me crazy, darling.”
“Darling, my ass!”
Kim Dokja felt Yoo Joonghyuk smile against his neck. He began to smooch Kim Dokja all over, kissing his soft cheek, his pale neck, his forehead, he was lovely all over.
He greedily breathed in Kim Dokja’s scent, whispering in his ear. “I haven’t seen you in weeks. Let me have this?”
“Hmm, yeah, I can feel how excited you are.” Kim Dokja replied dryly. Feeling petty, he rolled his hips to provoke him.
The reaction was immediate. Yoo Joonghyuk’s hands left his waist to grip his hips tightly, cursing underneath his breath.
Glancing over his shoulder, Kim Dokja smirked. “What’s wrong? I thought you wanted this?”
Yoo Joonghyuk opened his eyes, his breath harsh on his ear as he replied. “It won’t be me who’ll suffer the consequences if this goes on,” his thumb caressed soft circles on Kim Dokja’s waist. “It’ll actually be in my favor if everyone finds out we’ve been fucking.”
The screen going dark and Yoo Joonghyuk’s words brought Kim Dokja down to earth almost immediately. Kim Dokja scrambled to get off his lap as Yoo Joonghyuk grabbed a pillow to hide his very apparent boner.
Neither of them could do anything about their flushed faces though. They could only pray the kids wouldn’t be too weirded out.
The kids glanced at them, their eyes glazed over in mild concern.
“Hyung, are you okay?”
Kim Dokja didn’t need much time to come up with a lie. “Yes, I’m perfectly fine, if you’re worried about my face looking a bit red, it’s probably because it got too hot in here and I’m wearing two shirts underneath my sweater.” He saw them glance over at Yoo Joonghyuk, probably expecting an explanation from him too, but Kim Dokja knew the sun was more likely to rise in the west than for Yoo Joonghyuk to explain anything to anyone.
“The same probably happened to Yoo Joonghyuk too, and he’s probably feeling hotter, since he’s wearing a turtleneck.”
The kids seemed to relax after that.
Kim Dokja clapped his hands together, putting on a bright smile. “Alright then, shall we play a game now then go to sleep?”
“You’re gonna play too, ahjussi?”
“Oh no, I’ll just watch you play, it’s kinda fun.”
While Kim Dokja distracted the kids, Yoo Joonghyuk got up from the sofa and went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Even then, it took a while for him to come out. Yoo Joonghyuk noticed Kim Dokja had already put the kids to sleep from the lack of noise.
He entered Kim Dokja’s bedroom and saw the man taking off his sweater, his pert nipples standing out in the cold air.
“You’re not allowed to touch me now. Not after what you just pulled.” Kim Dokja’s voice was stern.
Yoo Joonghyuk withheld from smiling or smirking. It probably wouldn’t be in his favor if he made Kim Dokja even more mad.
“Not even cuddling?”
Kim Dokja turned around to glare at him. Yoo Joonghyuk loved that adorable pout. He made his best attempt to look as pitiful as possible though.
Kim Dokja straightened his pajama shirt harshly. Only after putting it on and going under the covers did he speak again.
“Come here.”
Kim Dokja was sure if Yoo Joonghyuk had a tail, he’d be wagging it like crazy right now. The man raised the covers and scooted closer to Kim Dokja, pulling him in his chest, his arms around his waist.
“This is all you get tonight. If you had been nicer, we’d probably be having sex right now.”
Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t care for sex if it meant he’d get to tease Kim Dokja. He just wanted the man to be happy.
“Mhm,” He placed a kiss on his forehead. “Go to sleep now, love.”