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It’s been two weeks. TWO fucking weeks.
2 weeks since Harua decided to ditch movie night with Nicholas and Ej to go out with Yuma. At night. For what you ask? Well Nicholas had his suspicions, with the way they gave each other a look, smirked even, when asked what they were up to.
“We’re just going for a walk, might be back when you guys are asleep” Yuma had said, with such a wide grin on his face that it put Nicholas off. That wasn’t a look he would give if they were “just going for a walk”. He had no choice but to let it go.
They had come back home at around 1am, when everyone was asleep in their dorms, with the exception of Nicholas, Maki and K. Nicholas, (staying up late and watching videos as usual) heard the door open to their shared dorm with EJ, Harua very obviously tiptoeing around the mess, making his way to his bed. Weno raised his head from his pillow, eyeing Harua.
“Why’d you come back so late?” Nicholas loudly whispered, grabbing Ruru’s attention, who clearly didn’t notice the dim glow of Weno’s phone, with the way his face was in slight shock being caught.
Harua just flashed his bunny teeth, placing a finger to his lips.
“Shhh! You’ll find out tomorrow”
Rua was already somehow in his pyjamas and climbing into his bed, as Nicholas just stared at him in confusion. Nico dropped his head back down on the pillow, frowning at the ceiling. Soon after he falls asleep.
Turns out his suspicions were right. It WASN’T just a walk.
Not even 2 months into 2026 and Yuma has already committed to “new year new me”, ‘cause now Nicholas can’t look at him the same.
He can’t stop staring at him. At his lips.
Nicholas knew Yuma had always had some sort of crush on him, not like it was a secret, the whole world knew. But if we’re being honest, Nico didn’t really know what to do with that information, he would always just hide behind the members shyly whenever Yuma would bring up the fact that if he were luné, he would choose Nicholas to be his boyfriend. Or the, out of all the members, he thinks Nicholas is his type.
Well now he wants to do something about that. Take advantage of it. Of Yuma’s lips.
His extra plump, swollen lips.
Lips that would pout cutely at the pain.
Caused by two silver studs on each side of his bottom lip.
That’s right. Yuma had gone out with Harua to get snake bites. (tho Harua didn’t get anything, he was just there for emotional support)
“You didn’t tell anyone?? What if we have a sudden shooting or something?" Nicholas stared at Yuma in shock as he watched him manoeuvre around the kitchen, preparing a breakfast that won’t hurt his punctured skin.
“Why are you so bothered? I’m an adult after all, and the manager can’t do anything about it” Yuma shrugged as he mixed his fruit yoghurt, occasionally readjusting the metal bars away from his teeth.
“...”
The other members didn’t really say much about it, just asked questions, like if it hurt, when it’ll heal, and told him to be careful the next few days. They were too busy worrying about their own schedules to think about his piercing. The fans would get over it soon enough if they “hate” it anyways.
Yuma could pick up on Nicholas’s weird behaviour however. Why was he so bothered by his piercings?
Even two weeks after, Nicholas still keeps staring down at his lips with such focus. Furrowing his brows and pressing his lips together whenever Yuma speaks to him. It makes his heart flutter. Did his piercings finally get him the attention Yuma always wanted? He would’ve done it earlier had he known.
Yuma would intentionally mess around and do things to get a reaction out of Weno, like testing the waters before actually making a move. He would pout his lips, and touch his studs every now and then, or complain about how his metal bars are now too big for his -not too swollen anymore- lips and how he needs to go and change them.
And it worked, somewhat. Every time he mentioned it, he would sneak a glance at Nicholas to catch a reaction. Any reaction. And there it was, the intense stare with the lip biting that would be held for only a few seconds before Weno thinks Yuma would notice. And the constant questions.
“What’s it like?”
“What can’t you eat?”
“Does it hurt?”
“When will you change them?”
“Will you get rings?”
All to which Yuma would give dry responses to, or just shrug, because he genuinely doesn’t know all the answers yet. And he wants to play cat and mouse.
But deep down he was smiling. Blushing. Thinking about him.
Even 2 weeks after, Nicholas still finds himself thinking about Yuma, all the time. Constantly fiddling with his lips whilst he’s daydreaming about the different types of rings Yuma would replace the studs with, and how they would feel. He was so curious on what it was like to kiss lips that had metal rings threaded into them.
Could he just ask Yuma to kiss him? Just for the experience? The feeling?
No.
That would be weird and make things unnecessarily uncomfortable. Nicholas shakes the thought out of his head.
But Yuma’s cheeks go rosy and his face forms a shyish smile whenever he catches Nicholas staring down at his lips, and he’s aware of that. Nicholas can’t shake off the feeling that maybe Yuma wants his lips too. What if he does? How would that even happen? Do they just do it? Just kiss? And then what? Act normal?
“Oh yeah that was nice, thank you for satisfying my curiosity, wanna go get icecream?”
Ugh.
He just can’t imagine anything like that going smoothly.
Just as Nicholas was hitting his head and asking himself just what on earth he’s thinking about, his phone buzzes.
Yumyumz: Wenooooo
Yumyumz: ???
Speak of the devil.
Nicholas taps on the notification and stares at the typing icon, waiting for whatever else Yuma’s gonna text.
Yumyumz: Can you come to my room :p I need some help
Help?
What would he need help with at this time?
At 23:39?
Weno: Coming
He gulps. His throat’s gone dry, so that was a pretty forceful gulp.
Nicholas gets up, checking himself out in the mirror and fixing his hair, readjusting his grey sweats and his black tank top. He grabs his phone and gets up to leave, eyeing Harua who’s too busy listening to music on his bed to care. And EJ’s in the living room.
He makes his way towards Yuma’s room (also JoMaki’s), glancing at EJ watching TV with Taki as he places his hand on the door handle. He doesn’t knock, ‘cause he doesn’t need to, he’s never had to.
Yuma smiles at Weno’s message that he sees a few minutes later, fixing his hair in the mirror and staring at his studs. Thinking. He hears the door open, turning to look at Nicholas.
“You’re here” He smiles, wiping his hands on his thighs. He’s sitting by his desk in a comfortable gaming chair.
Nicholas looks around, noting that Jo and Maki don’t seem to be in the room. He shuts the door behind him. He eyes the gap at the bottom of the bathroom door to see if there’s any indication of a presence. No one.
“Yeah” He says in an almost whisper tone, finally looking at Yuma again with a small smile. He sits on the edge of his bed.
“Sooo…. what do you need?” Weno looks into Yuma’s eyes, before inevitably staring at his lips. Seems like he got the bars shortened since the swelling has reduced.
Yuma lets out a small sigh, awkwardly smiling. He picks up two small plastic bags, different piercings in both.
“I need your help with choosing, should I do a simple hoop ring?” He moves closer to Nicholas with his chair, giving him a closer look of what's in the bag.
“Or should I do a horseshoe barbell?” He lifts up the other bag, watching Nicholas’s reaction.
Nicholas takes both of them into his hands, finding himself staring at one more than the other, imagining. The room goes quiet.
Yuma’s just tilting his head, staring at Nicholas as he wanders off into his imagination, eyes looking like they could burn a hole through the plastic.
“Well?” Yuma takes the bags away from him, intentionally brushing his fingers against Weno’s palms.
Nicholas automatically curls his fingers inwards as Yuma’s pulling away, as if trying to keep his hands there longer. “Wait- Why are you even asking me?” Nicholas frowns, the tip of his ears going red, luckily most of it is hidden by his hair. He looks around the room.
“Because you’re the only one that seems to care”
Yuma gives a big grin, patting Nicholas’s thigh.
Nicholas meets Yuma’s eyes again, smiling a timid smile, eyes wandering down to Yuma’s lips. “Yeah”
“Cmon tell me!!”
Weno gives the two bags a final look, placing his hand on the back of his neck, rubbing it gently.
“The horseshoe barbell, it looks cooler.”
Yuma immediately puts the other bag down on the table, and opens up the bag with the horseshoes in them. He holds the piercings in his palm, moving his chair around to turn an extra light on. Nicholas just watches him.
“Is that it? Should I go?” He’s wiping his now sweaty palms on his trousers.
“Nooo!!” Yuma rolls his chair back to Nicholas, gently placing the piercings on the bed, grabbing some tissue and sanitizer. “Help me put it on” he pouts.
“Help you put it on” Nicholas just stares at him for a bit, then nods slowly. “Okay, sure” He takes his phone out of his pocket and places it on the bed. “Where’s Jo and Maki?”
Yuma applies the sanitizer to his hands, rubbing them together. “They went out, not sure what for” He shrugs, reaching out for Nicholas’s hand and pulling it closer to him, squeezing the sanitizer bottle.
Weno frowns. “Oh okay” He watches him, rubbing his palms together, making sure every part of his fingers are sanitized. “So what do I do?”
“I’m gonna unscrew the sides and take the piercing out, then I need you to quickly insert the horseshoe as smoothly as you can without hurting me” Yuma starts unscrewing the right bar, placing the screws on a tissue on his bed.
“Not very convenient being a ring, aren’t you supposed to wait for a few months before changing them anyways?” Nicholas squints his eyes and frowns in a playful way, smiling at him.
“You know I’m impatient” Yuma grins, leaving the bar inside and unscrewing the left piercing. Nicholas just watches him in silence, the corners of his lips upturned.
“Okay, unscrew the horseshoe and get it ready to put in” Yuma cleans the screws swiftly with a tissue, watching Nicholas unscrewing the tiny balls. He looks so focused on his mission.
“Kay I’m done” Weno holds one horseshoe between his index finger and thumb, showing it to Yuma, waiting for him to take out the bars.
“Okeeiiiii” He grabs a wet wipe from his desk, holding it close to his mouth. He places his fingers gently on the bar, slowly pulling it out. He swiftly wipes his lip, feeling weird and empty without it. Nicholas is just staring at the empty circle at the bottom of the muscle. He pierces his lips together.
“Quick! Put it in” Yuma waves his hand around, lips parted and chin a bit forward for better access.
God, your wording is terrible
Nicholas hesitates for a second, then slowly holds Yuma’s lip, pulling at it gently whilst nudging the tip inside. He tries to thread the ring around as precisely as he can, to Yuma’s request.
“Okay!! It’s in” Nicholas smiles, gently picking up the two screw on balls. He can feel Yuma’s eyes on him as he pulls on his lip again, tightening the balls with his fingers. He gulps, heat surging to his stomach.
“Oki now the next one” Yuma takes out the left bar, placing it on the tissue and wiping his lip again. His cheeks start gaining a rosy colour to them.
“Does it hurt?” Nicholas does the same thing for the other piercing, looking into Yuma’s eyes as he screws the ends on.
“Uh-uh” (no)
“All done” Nicholas wipes off some blood from Yuma’s lips, staring at the new piercings. “They’re pretty” He wipes his hands with the same wipe too, throwing it in the bin.
“Thanks” Yuma grins at him, his lips stinging. He gets up to approach the mirror, staring at them. “They look so good!” Yuma’s happy with the way they sit on his lips, already messing around with them. He adjusts his black sweats and grey tank top.
Nicholas gets up, picking up his phone. “I’m glad” He gives a small smile and begins to walk towards the door.
“Goodnight then”
Yuma turns to him, butterflies surging to his stomach. He practically runs to the door, locking it. “Wait!!”
Nicholas frowns, watching Yuma’s fingers around the lock. “What? W-why’d you lock the door?” He takes a few steps back, feeling nervous.
Yuma holds Weno’s pinky finger gently, leading him back to his bed. Weno’s legs hit the bed, automatically making him sit down. Yuma ushers Nicholas further into the bed, until his back is resting against the frame, and sits next to him. “Let’s talk for a bit”
Nicholas just stares at him, eyes weary, looking down at his new piercings. “They do look really good”
Yuma looks down, grinning. “You like them a lot don’t you?”
Nicholas bites his lip nervously, afraid of exposing himself, his cheeks now red. He looks at the door. “So what did you wanna talk about? I should probably get ready for be-”
“Aren’t you curious?” Yuma places a hand on Weno’s thigh, looking into his eyes. He shuffles back a bit, sitting next to Nicholas’s stretched out legs, facing him. He rubs his fingers against Weno’s knee.
Nicholas scoffs with a smile out of nervousness, scratching the back of his head. “Bout what?” His eyes divert to Yuma’s clothes. Black sweats and grey tank top. Exact opposite of what he’s wearing.
“You know what” Yuma stands on his knees, adjusting himself so he’s sitting on Nicholas’s thighs. He starts drawing hearts on Weno’s bare shoulder.
Nicholas flinches the tiniest bit, frowning whilst staring at Yuma’s lips. Is this how it’s going to happen? His hands itch to hold his waist, yet sit limp on the sheets. Yuma is just sitting on him, repeatedly drawing hearts on his shoulder. It’s comforting in a way.
“Nicooo~” Yuma shuffles closer, sitting just below his groin, wrapping his arms around Weno’s waist. Yuma also feels very nervous. Just what will happen after this? But he pushes the thought, he’s not letting this chance slip away. When will he ever be this close to Nico again? He stares up at him, pouting his lips.
Nicholas’s face switches. His eyelids become heavier, staring at Yuma’s face. He moves a few strands of hair from his face. “Yeah”
“You want to kiss me, don’t you?” Yuma slides his arms away from Nicholas’s waist, slouching himself so he’s somewhat eye level with Nicholas.
It’s like a switch flipped in his brain. Yes. Fuck it. Just go with whatever the hell is happening right now. It must feel nice, and he’s been touch deprived lately anyways. When’s the last time he’s kissed someone?
He looks into Yuma’s eyes, a small smirk forming on his lips. “Won’t that hurt? You trusted me not to cause you pain” His hands trail down to Yuma’s thighs, giving them a gentle squeeze. He gulps. He’s trembling on the inside. His hands urge to reach up to his own mouth and breathe into it. Does he smell fine?
Yuma’s leg twitches at the feeling, a small shiver going up his spine. “We won’t know unless we try…” His face goes serious, moving up on his knees again for support, hands resting on Nicholas’s shoulders. He’s ready. He’s just waiting for the signal, any signal that gives him permission to embrace him.
Nicholas slowly nods, body tense. “This is so weird, I haven’t kissed in a-”
He feels soft skin pressed against his lips, ever so lightly. The balls of Yuma’s piercings feeling cold against him. Nicholas freezes.
Fuck
Yuma’s brows furrow, trying to kiss deeper without hurting himself. His hands cup Weno’s face, lightly stroking his cheeks. Nicholas is so tense, his stomach filled with crazy butterflies, trying to fight their way out.
Yuma is just giving long hard pecks, enjoying the feeling of his horseshoes being pressed against. His hands start wandering down, massaging the sweet curve of Weno’s neck. He tenses.
Yuma pulls away, noticing Nicholas’s stillness. He looks down into his eyes, reading them. “Relax Weno…” He says it in such a soft whispery tone, it makes Nicholas melt in his hands.
Nicholas stares up into Yuma’s eyes with a nervous smile, nodding slowly. His muscles begin to release all the tension they’ve been holding, his hands caressing Yuma’s waist. He looks back at Yuma’s lips. ”Kiss me again… Is that all you can do? Does it hurt?” The words barely come out a whisper. His finger reaches up to caress his own lips.
Yuma’s grin grows wide, pressing their foreheads together. “Look at you worrying about me~ how sweet” He pouts as he speaks, his piercings ever so slightly giving ghost touches to Nico’s lips, teasing him. Nicholas finds himself pouting back, trying to bring Yuma back into a kiss. Yuma pulls away, feeling sly. He can feel Nicholas’s shaky breath hitting on his face. “You even smell like strawberries, What is this?” Yuma giggles, pinching Nicholas’s cheek.
“I chewed on some gum earlier” Nicholas lets out with another shaky breath, forcing himself to relax more, staring up into Yuma’s eyes. Yuma looks so hot like this. His piercings feel so foreign yet amazing against his lips. He just wants to wrap his lips around them and suck on the tissue surrounding the area.
“Hmm~ Do you mind if I-”
“enoughyuma-”
Nicholas grabs Yuma’s face, bringing him back into the kiss, leaning mostly to the left side of his lip. He wraps his lips around Yuma’s piercing, feeling it slightly enter his mouth. He’s moving his bottom lip through the gap of the two spheres, rubbing against Yuma. Yuma kisses him back softly, letting Weno do most of the work. Nicholas can feel the horseshoe turning up, the metal spheres now facing upwards. He finds himself trying to chase the spheres back down. Yuma keeps massaging Nicholas’s neck, more so to soothe himself than the man in front of him. His lips sting, and feel tender, but he loves the attention he’s getting right now. Nicholas looks so intrigued by his piercings, it’s somewhat cute.
Nicholas pulls away, frowning a bit as he moves his finger up to readjust the piercing, making the spheres face him again. He looks at the piercing on the right, then up into Yuma’s eyes. A surge of heat rushes through Yuma’s lower stomach, gently panting as he watches Nicholas just stare at him. He squeezes his shoulders, tongue poking out a bit, debating on whether he should do what he wants to do or not. His tongue runs against his teeth in thought. Nicholas leans in again, but Yuma forces his shoulders back, causing him to hit against the bed frame. He lets out a small grunt.
Yuma’s eyes widen, biting on his lip. “Let me-” He interrupts himself and leans forward, pressing into Weno’s lips again. He hungrily pushes against him, forcing Nicholas to open his mouth ever so slightly. Yuma nibbles on Nicholas’s lip, placing gentle kisses on it after every bite. Nicholas lets out a small sound, face going red afterwards, causing him to pierce his lips together. Yuma kisses into them anyways, liking the stinging pain he’s getting for being so harsh on his lips.
“You sounded hot”
Nicholas punches Yuma’s stomach lightly, scoffing into a small embarrassed giggle. Then he starts opening up again, pulling Yuma in. With his thumbs secured by Yuma’s ears and fingers raking into his hair, He begins to get bolder. He’s nibbling around the piercing, earning himself a squeak from the needy kitty.
Yuma pulls away, trying to breathe in from his nose, breathing the air Weno’s exhaling. Weno rests his arms limp by his sides.
“You smell so nice…”
He wants more. Yuma has been so touch deprived lately.
He places his thumb by Weno’s lower lip, Nicholas naturally opening his mouth wider. ”Your tongue looks like a strawberry itself, I wonder if it tastes like one too~”
Nicholas is staring up at Yuma as he speaks, a cheeky grin growing on his face after he gives a small lick to Yuma’s thumb. ”Wanna test?” He jokingly sticks his tongue out, to which he’s met with teeth, gently biting down on it.
“nnn!!!”
Yuma wraps his lips around his tongue, gently sucking on it. Nicholas stays still, eyes shut, trying to familiarize himself with such a foreign feeling. He reminds himself to relax his body, Yuma’s warm hands massaging his shoulders, calming him. His fingers find their way to Yuma’s thighs, squeezing on them for… moral support. His lips slowly move to graze against this greedy man’s, feeling the coldness of his piercings on his tongue every few seconds. He likes that. So he keeps doing just that.
Yuma’s gripping tighter onto his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. Nicholas’s hands grip tighter around Yuma’s thighs, barely pulling away to breathe, “ouch, that hurts”
“You really do taste like strawberries” Yuma’s thigh twitches under Weno’s loosening grip, heat rushing to his ears.
“And you taste like absolute greed” He pouts, which isn’t too visible with their faces still so close, breathing into each other's airways. He lets go of his thighs, arms loosely wrapping around his neck.
“Maybe because I am greedy…” His tongue reaches back into Weno’s mouth before he can reply.
Yuma’s so desperate. He can’t help it. He’s turned on.
He shuffles closer, sitting on Weno’s groin, hips ever so slightly moving as he’s kissing him. Nicholas seems too focused on his piercings to respond to it consciously, his knee twitching however. His arms slide down to his waist, thumbs rubbing against his tank top before going back down to his thighs. Yuma starts panting, letting Nicholas do whatever he wants whilst his mouth is ajar, kissing back whenever Nicholas remembers to kiss him whole and not just his piercings.
He wraps his arms around Nicholas’s neck, slowly grinding against his groin.
Maybe we’ll go further today…
He can feel his pretty boy’s body responding, hardening under him. That only makes him want to do more.
Fuck…
Weno’s hips naturally start moving up just the tiniest bit, squeezing his thighs tightly as he's nibbling on his piercings. Yuma pulls away, keeping their faces close together, brows furrowed. Moving faster. So needy.
Yixiang’s lips feel so lonely without the touch of Yuma’s plump skin and metal. He begins to slowly snap out of it, the realization hitting him. The sensations felt so fulfilling that he failed to comprehend what was actually going on. He pulls his head back, looking up at Yuma. Yuma’s eyes are squeezed shut, and he’s letting out such quiet desperate moans, it’s obvious he’s trying so hard to hold back as much as he can. His piercings are hidden behind his teeth as he bites his bottom lip.
With how hot he looks right now, all Weno can do is stare as he feels hot butterflies rushing to his stomach. And lower.
“Yuma…”
Nicholas watches as Yuma’s getting carried away, a small smirk forming on his face. He watches as his long nails sting into the back of his shoulders, hearing Yuma’s breath becoming shorter and heavier. He looks down, watching his hips move against him.
so hot...
But Yuma’s not listening.
Temptation begins to slowly scratch on his door, waiting for Nicholas to open it. He shakes his head. He can’t bring himself to. Not now.
“Yuma hold on-”
“Mnh Weno~” Yuma’s high pitched tone sends tickling sensations through the back of his neck. He’s going to explode if this goes any further. Yuma’s squeezing his arms with such force it’s making Nicholas concerned.
Nicholas pokes his finger into Yuma’s tummy, causing the greedy kitty to jerk away, letting out a loud moan. Yuma claps his hand over his mouth, wincing at the pain of his piercings being hit against. He looks down, now sitting by Nicholas’s knees. It really clocks to him what he’s been doing the past few minutes. He’s frozen.
Oh my god. I’m such a pervert.
His face goes tomato red as he crawls out of Nicholas’s lap, burying his face into his pillow. “I’m sorry Weno I-”
“Hey- it’s okay” Nicholas gets on his knees, kneeling down and whispering into Yuma’s ear. He caresses his hair, gently pulling on his arm, attempting to turn him around. Yuma’s stuck solid into the pillow, not budging. His knees are tucked under his chin as he forces himself still. Nicholas lets out a small awkward laugh. “Hey, let me see you”
Yuma shakes his head, fists tight around the handful of pillow he’s holding. His words are muffled as he speaks. “I’m too embarrassed…”
Weno lets out a small sigh, unsure of what to say.
“I-I thought you also were feeling the same thing, I got carried away and-”
Nicholas wraps his arms around Yuma’s waist, leaning over him. “I did… feel the same. It was just so sudden and I haven’t- I mean just think about what the consequences would be”
Yuma slowly turns around, ignoring the last part. He knows there’s always consequences to their actions, but that’s not something he wants to think about right now. He tries to read his face.
“You did?” He’s covering half his face with his mouth as he speaks, too humiliated to show the rest of it.
“Yeah, I just- It doesn’t matter really, I just… worry about going so far so quick” He pulls Yuma up, giving him a peck on the nose. Yuma nuzzles his face into Nicholas’s neck, breathing him in. “... forgive me, I couldn’t help it”
His greed sickens him. How could he humiliate himself like this?
“I said it’s fine Yuma” He strokes Yuma’s hair, listening for any sounds coming from outside the room between the silence. Luckily the TV is loud enough to have covered up whatever noises that could have potentially been heard. He hopes.
“So you’ve been thinking about me like that, huh?” He sits back against the bed frame, smirking to himself.
Yuma’s too shy to respond, shaking his head. Although it is true. Very true.
“Was it really bad?...” Yuma looks up into Nicholas’s eyes, he can’t help but ask.
Nicholas squints his eyes slowly, a grin growing on his face. “Mmm, if I let you go any longer, you might have left some burns” He chuckles.
Yuma lightly hits him on the shoulder, head resting on it. “Stop it” He pouts his lips against his shoulder.
“Sorry” He smiles, playing with Yuma’s hair, twirling a few strands between his fingers as their breaths begin to regulate.
Yuma’s mind starts to wander. Did all of this really happen because of his piercings? Or did Nicholas feel something else? He traces hearts on Nicholas’s chest with his index finger, mustering up the courage to ask.
“Nicholas?”
“Mhm”
“Can we be honest for a second?” Yuma watches his finger move on Nicholas’s slow rising chest.
Nicholas frowns, fingers wandering around the back of Yuma’s neck. “I’m always honest”
His fingers send a shiver up Yuma’s spine.
“...”
“Would you still have k-”
The front door opens.
shit
Nicholas jerks up, eyes widening, staring at Yuma. “Dude we’re fucked” He quickly gets off the bed, grabbing his phone, eyes darting around the room. “Yumawhatthefuckdoidowheredoigo” His hands are on the back of his head, panicking.
Jo and Maki's voices can be heard from the living room as they begin to approach their dorm, mumbling something to EJ and Taki.
Yuma stares at Nicholas, then glances at the door.
“It’s locked”
“Locked? Yeah well how the hell do I get out??”
Yuma smirks, eyeing the bathroom door. He grabs Weno’s wrist and guides him in, heart racing as his mind wanders off somewhere naughty again.
Weno goes along with him, shutting the bathroom door and turning the shower head on.
“You done this before?” Yuma raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms.
“It’s common sense” He shakes his head in disbelief “pervert”
Yuma furrows his brows, eyes squinting. “Not a pervert”
Now, of course they could have just unlocked the room door and acted casual about Nicholas being in with Yuma, it's not a weird thing having your bandmate in your dorm, right? But with how panicked Nicholas is and the want, the need to stay with him longer, get his answers, Yuma takes advantage of it. If Nicholas won’t think straight, he’ll fool him into more play time.
Nicholas stares down at him, eyes still wide, waiting for an explanation.
The door knob turns.
Maki knocks. “Yuma kun? Open the doooooor”
Yuma freezes for a second, thinking.
“One second!!” He shouts over his shoulder.
“I’m showering, I’ll unlock the door for them, then I’ll come back here, when I’m done I’ll take them out of the room for a second and you dash back to your dorm okay??” Yuma whispers as loudly as he can without JoMaki hearing him.
Nicholas clenches his jaw and nods, foot tapping nervously against the tiled floor.
“Oh my goooooodddd hurry up” Maki cocks his head back, sighing. Jo’s patiently waiting behind Maki, yawning.
Yuma walks towards the door, rubbing his sweaty palms against his sweats. He gives the room a quick scan before he speaks. “I’m naked, don’t come in until I shut the bathroom door! I’m serious!! Okay??”
“Okay just open the door!!” Maki looks back at Jo, smirking. Jo just gives a small smile. Poor Jo. He’s so tired. He just wants to lay down.
Yuma squints his eyes for a second, suspicious. He ever so carefully twists the lock on the door, making it as quiet as possible for them to not notice he’s unlocked it. He dashes back to the bathroom, grabbing the door handle. He hears the door knob turning, to which he immediately shuts the door at, locking it. “I knew it, you weren’t gonna wait” Yuma mutters under his breath, rubbing his palms against his trousers again.
“Maki” Nicholas shakes his head, whispering.
Yuma turns around, back almost hitting the door. Nicholas is so close to him, his shadow towering over him, making his heart beat even faster than it already is. Yuma bravely steps forward, gently nudging Nicholas further into the room.
They can hear Maki chattering away as he slams himself into his bed, opening his phone. Jo would be silently preparing for bed, perhaps too introverted to ask Yuma to hurry up so he can brush his teeth and sleep.
“So how long are you going to shower for?” Nicholas whispers closely to Yuma’s face, neck bending. His heart continues to pump rapidly, but he likes it. He likes the feeling of being on edge, wary and the adrenaline rushing through his veins. So exhilarating.
The sound of the water is loud enough to cover their voices, although whispering just makes sure they 100% won’t be heard. It’s hotter anyways.
Yuma shrugs, reaching down for Nicholas’s wrist, thumb rubbing against his forearm. “Until we’re done” He unknowingly starts moving his tongue against the back of his piercings, causing them to wobble left and right, grabbing Nicholas’s attention.
Nicholas is staring down at the piercings, watching them move with a pout. “They look really swollen, did it hurt?”
“When I fell from heaven?” Yuma flutters his fingers by his cheeks, making a cute face.
Nicholas scoffs, smirking. “I’ll take that as a no”
Yuma moves forward, pushing Nicholas against the tiled wall. “It did, but I liked it, and it can heal when we’re done” Yuma’s holding both of Nicholas’s wrists now, fingers caressing him. His core is trembling, but he doesn’t care, he’ll force himself to be brave in front of this delicious looking man even if he wants to crawl into his sheets and hide.
Nicholas lifts his wrists up, fingers caressing him back. He’s thinking again.
“Right, what was it you wanted to ask me?” His eyebrows raise, a look of curiosity in his eyes. Yuma looks up, head tilting.
“You know, right before they came in…”
Yuma shrinks into his shoulders, letting go of Nicholas, fingers fiddling with his lips. “Right-” His cheeks are painted red, eyes wandering around the floor.
Nicholas has his brows furrowed, carefully scanning Yuma’s face, trying to read through his nervous actions. He smirks just a bit. No way he would be asking to sleep with him or something intimate, right? Though he is very sexy after all, he doesn’t blame anyone who’d have such thoughts. His smirk turns into a grin, holding Yuma’s hand, giving it a squeeze.
Yuma takes in a deep breath, stepping closer. His finger grip around Nicholas’s hand, looking up at his face.
…
go on, say it.
Weno is staring at Yuma with such a smug face, preparing for his already planned answer, just waiting for Yuma to actually say it.
Yuma turns to the mirror in the bathroom, tongue fiddling with his lip piercings, flipping them upside down. The horseshoes now sit away from his bottom lip, resting, facing his chin. Nicholas watches, confused, as Yuma turns back to him, his lips now looking normal with the exception that he has silver rings hanging at the bottom of his lip.
“Would you still have kissed me without the piercings?...”
oh
Nicholas is taken aback, mouth ajar as he just stares at Yuma with a confused face.
how stupid of me
Yuma steps closer once again, staring at Nicholas’s lips.
Nicholas scratches the back of his head, eyes wandering around the room. “Maybe?...” He chuckles awkwardly under his breath.
Yuma sighs, pressing Nicholas’s back against the wall, tiptoeing up to his face. “Kiss me Weno, without my horseshoes” He looks up at him, gently removing a few strands away from his eyes.
The bathroom begins to steam up, hot water splashing against the shower floor.
Nicholas sucks in a breath, staring at Yuma’s lips. “You know what… we’re too far in anyways, why not” He smirks, body relaxing a little, spreading his feet across the floor to lower himself to Yuma’s level.
“Really?” Yuma’s face beams, grinning widely as he watches Weno lower himself for him. “What a gentleman~” He’s impatient as always, wrapping his arms around Weno’s neck, pressing his lips into Nicholas’s giggle, the vibration of his voice travelling down his own throat. What a feeling.
Maki raises his head from his phone, looking at the bathroom door, frowning. “Did he just laugh to himself?” He looks at Jo, who’s fluffing up his pillow to perfection. Jo shrugs, glancing at the bathroom door, attempting to show a sign of, frankly, non-existent interest.
Maki mumbles to himself as he adjusts his position under his covers, “Lowkey sounded like Nico”
Nicholas furrows his brows, gripping onto Yuma’s waist, pulling him as close as he possibly can. He mumbles into the kiss, as his hands wander down to Yuma’s lower back, hesitating. “Maki heard me”
Yuma lets out a small whimper, arms tightening around Weno’s neck. “Mmphnng…, let him” Yuma’s hands begin to lift up to Nicholas’s head, fingers burning to grip onto his hair. His hands halt, remembering Weno’s cute yet annoying boundary.
Nicholas shakes his head, hand sneaking back up to grip in between Yuma’s shoulder blades. “We can’t”
God, you’re so fucking annoying…
His teeth graze against Nicholas’s lips in agitation, arms wrapping around his neck, tighter. Possessive.
Nicholas’s smirks, a small scoff blowing into Yuma’s lips, pulling away to breathe. Oh he knows damn well what Yuma wants to do, and it’s so fun seeing him getting annoyed about it.
Yuma’s heavy breathing on Nicholas on purpose, pressing their foreheads together with force, making Weno’s head press hard against the tile wall. “You’re so annoying”
Nicholas raises an eyebrow, grin growing on his face. “What happened to getting all shy?” He pinches Yuma’s cheek.
Yuma grabs his pinching hand, intertwining their fingers, doing the same with the other. “I’m not shy anymore, I want you. And you know that.” He’s trembling inside, his cheeks burning. Breath only getting heavier.
Nicholas chuckles, looking down. “Yeah, I do. You gonna ignore me for another 8 months ‘cus you didn’t get what you wanted?” He squeezes on Yuma’s hands, pouting his lips to brush against his lightly, pushing Yuma’s forehead away with his own.
“Maybe” Yuma unlocks their fingers to grab Weno’s chin, a grin growing on his face.
“So that was the reason” Nicholas giggles, attempting to calm Yuma down before kissing him again. He strokes his arms. He’s scared for his own lips.
Yuma isn’t done. “I was hurt” He pulls his hand away from his face, leaning in to give a kiss on his jawline. Nicholas clenches. “I was hurt too you know, don’t do that again” He lifts his head up a bit, staring at the ceiling, not sure what they’re doing right now. His fingers are fiddling around the opening of his sweat’s pocket.
“I just didn’t know what else to do…” His hands snake around Nicholas’s waist, squeezing on his sides. Nicholas can feel him smirk against his jaw, he clenches his fists at the feeling.
“Just… wait… I don’t know… We’re doing this now aren’t we? You kinda got what you wanted” Nicholas touches Yuma’s neck, finger running up to lift his chin, forcing his eyes to look at his. “And maybe… more. Later. I don’t know.” His ears burn.
Yuma looks up into his eyes, a feeling of guilt and want building up in his stomach. He gulps, a shy grin growing on his face. “Sorry”
More, later.
Weno shakes his head gently, smirking “s’fine” he blinks slowly, a soft chuckle leaving his lips.
Yuma looks serious again, hands running down his arms to lock fingers again. He stares back into Weno’s eyes, eyebrows furrowing. Nicholas’s thumb rubs against Yuma’s hand, head leaning against the wall, waiting.
“You’re mine now”
Yuma clashes against Nicholas’s lips, so soft and wet. And red. He nibbles, kisses. Takes in his lower lip, sucking on it. Nails digging deep into the back of Nicholas’s hands, pressing them against the wall by his head. Nicholas is taken aback, processing Yuma’s sudden moves, eyes closed shut. He attempts to kiss him back, but he’s so overwhelmed by his constant changes from kissing to nibbling, to pecking, to tongue, to kissing again.
And his growing boner, which he won’t dare mention.
Yuma pulls away to breathe, wiping away the dribble leaking from the corner of his mouth with their hands still intertwined. Nicholas watches, gasping as quiet as he can. “That’s gross” he smirks.
“I did it on my own hand, it didn’t even touch you” Yuma pulls away from Nicholas’s tight grip, something he was totally unaware of doing, rolling his eyes. He fixes his hair, moving it out of his face, whilst checking Nicholas out.
Nicholas rubs his hands together out of awkwardness, gulping as he watches Yuma eye him down randomly.
It wouldn’t be visible right?
He stands up straight, looking down at his trousers as he pretends to fix them and pat them down. He lets out a yawn. “You done showering baby?”
Yuma lets out a loud giggle, face going red again, “baby???”
Confusion covers his face soon after as he stares up at Nicholas’s wide eyes, his hand covering his mouth. Whilst Nicholas was trying to shut Yuma up, Yuma found himself pressed against the sink counter, the edge digging into his back. His hands grip the edges, finding balance. Nicholas looks down at Yuma, putting a finger to his own lips, eyeing the door.
“Hm? Yuma? Did you say something?”
fuck
Yuma looks up at Nicholas, waiting for him to get his hand off his mouth to speak. Nicholas is just staring down at him, mind wondering about how hot he looks like this.
Yuma sticks his tongue out, licking Nicholas’s palm, causing him to flinch away at the feeling. Yuma grins. “Nope~ Just thinking out loud~”
Maki squints his eyes, brows furrowing. Something about this is really suspicious. “Okay” he mumbles to himself, glancing over at Jo. Jo is peacefully lost in his thoughts, laying under his covers and staring up at the ceiling, one hand behind his head, the other playing with his hair.
Nicholas wipes his hand onto his sweats, looking down, bread smiling. “Maki please mind your business” he mumbles to himself, looking back up at Yuma. He’s still standing there, leaning against the counter, with his hands gripping on the edges.
“Would you stop saying his name?”
Nicholas grins, placing his hands over Yuma’s, leaning down to his level. “What, Maki?” His breath hits against Yuma’s lips, Yuma biting down in the centre. “Stop”
Nicholas gently presses his lips against Yuma, softly stamping pecks across his lips. “Why?”
Yuma’s legs readjust themselves, a fuzzy feeling growing in his stomach. He can’t help but smile. He cocks his head back, looking into Weno’s eyes with a tinge of jealousy. “You keep mentioning him, what, you like him or something? Can’t get his name out of your mouth?”
Weno chuckles under his breath, shaking his head. His index traces down his adams apple, watching it move as Yuma swallows.
how cute of you
Weno gives a quick peck to Yuma’s neck after contemplating for a bit. “In your dreams” He lifts his hand up to place Yuma’s piercings back in normal place, tapping his lip with a smirk when he’s done. “Boop”
“I wouldn’t dream about that” He stands up, wiping his hands against his vest shyly, wet from the condensation built up on the counter. The whole room is misty.
“Mmm, I’m sure you’ve imagined that~” He pecks him one more time, pinching his arm. He watches Yuma’s eyes zone out for a second, face embarrassed and crimson. His eyes widen.
“Oh my god, you pervert”
“Shut up!” Yuma punches Nicholas in the stomach, going to shut the water off.
Yixiang smiles, fixing his fit in the mirror, tucking his tank top in properly. “We’re matching”
“Hm?” Yuma slowly turns the water back on, only halfway this time.
“Our outfits, we look like a couple” Weno smirks, pulling Yuma next to him, looking at them both in the mirror. “Our colors are the same, just switched”
“Why would you say that” Yuma pouts, playing with his piercings as he stares into the mirror, fantasizing.
So mean
“What?”
“Stop being a bitch” Yuma sighs, ruffling his hair.
“What did I do??? All I said was we look like a couple” Weno frowns, making a silly face.
“You know I like you” He taps his foot on the floor, eyes squinted and nervous.
Nicholas wraps his arms around Yuma’s waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder as he stares at them both in the mirror. “Sorry~” He pecks his neck, breathing him in, causing Yuma to shudder. He smells so soft, if that’s even a smell. There’s a gentle sweetness to him, faint enough to make you want to breathe in more and fill your lungs with it until you’ve memorized the scent. “You smell so nice”
“Oh em gee get off me” Yuma lets out an agitated sigh, pulling Yixiang’s arms off. “You’re so annoying”
Nicholas pouts as he watches Yuma turn the water off, unsure of what to say. “Heyyy, I like you too though”
“S’not the same thing”
“Patience, little one”
“Fuck off” Yuma giggles as he pushes Weno towards the door, almost stumbling into it. Nicholas grins back at him, hands in his pocket. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry” He bends down, voices barely audible now the water’s off, and pecks his swollen red lips. “Let’s go”
Yuma shrinks into his shoulders again, butterflies in his stomach as he stares into Weno’s eyes, nodding.
Nicholas reaches for the door handle, about to push it down. Yuma slaps his hand away, giving him a what are you doing?? look. Nicholas pierces his lips together, nodding as he backs up. Yuma slowly opens the door, peaking only his head out, eyeing the room. Jo seems to have fallen asleep. He peeks at the other bed, making eye contact with Maki.
Gulp
“Maki, could you get me my towel and a hair dryer please?” He whisper shouts in an apologetic tone. Maki sighs as he gets up from his bed, looking around for Yuma’s towel. Yuma shuts the door whilst waiting, rolling his sleeve up and wetting his arm under the sink. Nicholas watches by the wall, nodding, impressed with Yuma’s slyness.
Maki knocks on the door, to which Yuma opens wider than before, sticking his arm out whilst trying to hide his legs and body behind it. Nicholas stands further in behind, sticking himself to the wall, heart rate going up.
Maki places the towel and dryer into Yuma’s open palm, trying to peek into the room. He squints his eyes as he thinks he sees another shadow of a man.
Huh
“Thenk yuuu” Yuma takes the stuff and shuts the door, drying off his arm and plugging the hair dryer in.
“Am I seeing things?” Maki mumbles to himself, pulling out his phone as he lays back in his bed.
Yuma turns the hair dryer on, moving the dryer around to make it sound as realistic as possible, whilst glancing at Weno in the mirror every few seconds. Nicholas has his arms crossed, one leg over the other, as he leans against the wall and watches.
It doesn’t take long before Yuma decides to just shut it off, and sprinkle some water on the ends of his hair to make it look more realistic and believable. He stands facing Weno for a bit, thinking about what exactly he could do to lure Maki out without it seeming suspicious. At least Jo is asleep so he wouldn’t have to worry about him. Nicholas quietly watches Yuma think, staring down at his piercings being fiddled with.
bbzt
Fuck. bro. Fuck.
bbzt
bbzt
Nekoz both freeze as they stare at each other wide eyed. Nicholas moves away from the wall, damning himself for letting the phone against it, let alone not putting it on dnd.
Maki lifts his head up, frowning at the sound. He stares back at his open chat with Weno.
makayyyy: dude i think someones in the bathroom with yuma
makayyyy: there was a shadow there when i gave him his stuff
makayyyy: kinda sus 🤨
Three buzzes. There’s no way.
makayyyy: bro is that you????
bbzt
“We’re fucked” Nicholas barely whispers out, looking around the room pointlessly like he’ll magically find a black hole to jump into and disappear in.
bbzt
bbzt
Yuma cocks his head back, sighing.
“You can come out now Nico” Maki’s sitting up on his bed, staring at the door. Yuma opens the door slowly, rolling his eyes as he grabs his stuff, immediately busying himself with putting things away. Maki looks at him with his hands open, confused and definitely asking for an explanation.
Nicholas slowly comes out from behind the door, head hanging low as he walks out the room, turning the light off.
“You wanna explain??”
“We just-”
“He was helping me put my piercings on in the bathroom”
“Weren’t you showering tho??”
“....”
Yuma walks out the room, grabbing a drink from the kitchen fridge. Nicholas awkwardly pulls his phone out, checking the messages.
makayyyy: dude i think someones in the bathroom with yuma
makayyyy: there was a shadow there when i gave him his stuff
makayyyy: kinda sus 🤨
makayyyy: bro is that you????
makayyyy: dude wtf are yall doin
makayyyy: yall fuckin?? in MY bathroom???
Nicholas can’t help but chuckle at the messages, shaking his head.
Maki stares up at him, still waiting for an explanation. “Well??”
“Bro… I just- I- We got carried away with the piercings okay-”
“That’s crazy”
“...”
“Did you…f-”
“No Maki, we didn’t fuck, okay???”
Maki smirks, stretching as he walks towards the bathroom. “gay”
Nicholas grabs his arm, looking up at him. “You can’t tell anyone… please”
Maki lifts his hands by his head, shrugging “I won’t”
Nicholas sighs, nodding as his cheeks burn red. He puts his phone back in his pocket.
“So you wanna tell me the deta-”
“Goodnight Maki.”
Nicholas storms out the room, shuddering. The living room is quiet, seems like everyone has gone to sleep. Yuma bumps into him on his way back, two bottles in hand. He smiles at him, giving him a bottle. “Wan’an Nicholas~”
Nicholas takes the bottle, butterflies surging to his stomach. “Thanks, goodnight Yuma… Hope they heal well” He looks down at Yuma’s lips.
“They’re definitely infected now” Yuma grins, walking back to his dorm, avoiding eye contact with Maki. Nicholas pouts, carefully entering his dorm, trying his best not to wake anyone up. He slides under his sheets, attempting to drift into dream state.
But we all know no one’s gonna be able to sleep tonight.