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Woozi was sitting comfortably on his husband’s lap, fiddling with the fingers holding his waist to calm himself down as he read the chat, taking a small break to calm his heartbeat from the slight jump scare he had just experienced and waiting for the game to respawn him at his last saved location since he had just died.
“ ‘ Woozi do you have a partner? ’ Ah, wouldn’t you like to know?” he teased, chuckling, “why are you guys always asking me this? I literally just got killed by this damned creepy tiger? cat? robot thingy and you’re worried about my love life right now? Really?!” he joked in a whiny voice.
After a few seconds, he continued reading “‘ we’re just worried for you, look at your streaming hours bro ’, woooow you… ‘ you’re gonna be single forever ’?!” he couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him. “So you’re saying I have no life? So what if I stream from 6 to 10 hours straight several times a week... I’m a streamer guys, that’s my job!” he chuckled lightly.
“Ah, really… ungrateful, all of you, you guys whine when I take an extra day off and now you’re nagging me about this?” Woozi makes a disapproving noise, shaking his head exaggeratedly to make his VTuber model move around accordingly before laughing again.
As the game finally loads and he starts focusing again, paying less attention to the chat on his second monitor, Jihoon suddenly feels his husband stirring from behind him, his lover’s head removing itself from in between his shoulder blades, arms still secured tightly around his waist.
Jihoon cut off his mic for a little bit, reaching out behind him to pet the top of his husband’s head quickly in between in-game actions as a cue he could speak.
“Did you have a good nap, Young? Do you want to move?”
Soonyoung mumbled, “I’m good here darling, don’t mind me,” he managed to let out distinctly enough, clearly still half asleep.
He buried his face in Jihoon’s back once again, leaving small kisses here and there, making Jihoon giggle. Soonyoung was truly a heavy sleeper; Jihoon wasn’t surprised anymore, but he always found it extremely funny how his screams from the games’ jumpscares never managed to wake his husband, even when he moved around so much on his lap.
“I’m turning the mic back on, okay baby?” Jihoon warned, waiting for Soonyoung to hum back in understanding before finally doing it.
After a minute of trying and failing to find his way to the next task, exploring around in the meantime for anything he might have missed, groaning repeatedly in frustration, he felt the lower half of Soonyoung’s face pressing on his right shoulder blade, only his eyes peeking out above his shoulder to observe the screen.
Because it was a horror game, Jihoon needed his husband close; he never really admitted it, but it always reassured him, ‘ I’m not scared, but stay here, just in case’ Jihoon had said the first few times to save face. Soonyoung wasn’t duped but he was more than glad to comply every time, so much so that it became a habit of theirs without Jihoon needing to ask anymore, he’d only play those games when Soonyoung was free. And Soonyoung, well, he was just happy to be there, hugging the love of his life through every jumpscare he kept pretending didn’t affect him.
Soonyoung wasn’t good at gaming —not for lack of trying— but he loved to watch Jihoon play. His memory and sense of direction were truly astonishing, way better than his husband’s, which wasn’t really a spectacular feat; while Jihoon’s memory was also amazing, it didn’t seem to include directions however, because he was just lost everywhere, and that also includes the games he plays every day.
Soonyoung had already watched his husband play and navigate the map of this specific game for hours, hence, he had somewhat memorized the layout. All while keeping quiet, he observed attentively as Woozi went again, getting killed one more time halfway through and whining in frustration. As he respawned, starting to make his way once more, Sonyoung managed to guide him through the darkness of the maze to his target location by pointing left or right on the screen when needed, preventing him from getting killed a third time by that creepy cat animatronic.
Woozi, out of habit, smoothly pretended it was either luck or the comments that helped him. When he finally reached the place he needed, he turned his head slightly, mouthing a small ‘ thank you baby ’ over his shoulder to Soonyoung, who only squeezed his waist a little tighter in response before kissing his nape quietly, noticing how widely it made Jihoon smile by the way his cheeks bunched up, visible even from behind.
Soonyoung listened as Woozi continued to exchange normally with his chat, thanking his subscribers and other streamer jargon Soonyoung had gotten used to hearing but never fully understood, head still resting on his husband’s shoulder, drifting off slightly every now and again.
After playing for almost two hours, and a lot more jumpscare than he would like, thankfully finding comfort in his husband’s arms still tight around him, Woozi decided it was enough. As it was almost time for dinner and since it was one of Soonyoung’s rare days off, he wanted to take advantage of it to spend time together since they barely got to do so lately with Hoshi’s upcoming comeback and concerts.
“Okay, guys, I think that’s it for today, I’m gonna stop for now. A bit shorter than usual, but I still played quite a lot, so it’s okay, right?” he asked without really asking as he closed the game, putting up his usual ending screen, he glanced at the comments flooding in with approval and several ‘ today was fun ’, ‘ thank u for playing today ’ and the likes. He continued chatting, rambling about the game for a bit, answering a few questions here and there.
“FNAF games in general are a lot, but for some reason, this one especially is draining me of all my energy so fast. ‘ this one is kinda hard ’ Hmm, I’m not sure yet where it ranks compared to the others, nothing is worse than UCN, but there are a few tricky ones to escape if you don’t focus, just like I did.” he said reading the comments coming in faster than usual.
“‘ that white tiger cat was creepy! ’ Oh yeah, exactly that one was not the worst, but it was weird! Having to walk to each light spot was very unsettling, I know that’s the point of the game, but that whole section was actually the most annoying to me so far, I’m so glad I don’t have to redo it anytime soon.” Woozi laughed before he hummed in thought, remembering something.
“Ah, talking about that, I wanted to reach an ending quickly before that, but I won’t be able to continue playing this game in the next two-ish weeks..?” he quickly checked his phone calendar, where his and his husband’s schedules were synced. “Yeah, two weeks max. But after that, the next time I play, I’ll go until the end, I think there’s not much left anyway! And I’ll also try to get all the presents since I’m missing a lot… Okay? So if you’re only watching me for that, I’m not really sorry, but I’m sorry…” he laughed. “Alright, I’m going for real this time. I’ll keep you updated on tomorrow’s and the rest of this week's schedule later, as usual. Okay bye bye.”
Jihoon finally cut the mic off for good and as the final ‘take care’ and ‘see u tomorrow’ filled the chat, he ended his stream. Soonyoung, awoken a while ago, sat still underneath him, waiting patiently, observing, yet a little surprised at how early he ended it; it was not even 8 PM, he usually played until midnight or even 2 AM sometimes. From the way his husband stayed unusually quiet and feeling him staring, Jihoon could feel the incoming questions.
“It’s early, you didn’t want to play more?” Soonyoung finally asked barely a minute later, Jihoon smirked to himself. He knew his husband so well.
“I have all the time to play later, honey, but I wanna spend time with you right now.” he turned quickly to kiss Soonyoung’s temple, turning back to his monitor to save and reupload his stream, then closed his applications before turning his computer and monitors off completely.
“And I wouldn’t want to get the blood circulation in your legs all messed up from me sitting on your lap for too long, especially so close to your big anniversary comeback.” Jihoon teased.
Jihoon started to fake getting up, but in barely half a second, his husband was pulling him back by the waist he hadn’t stopped holding for the past three hours or so. Given how sleepy Soonyoung still seemed to be, his reflexes sure were faster than he expected.
Jihoon burst out laughing at the action, making Soonyoung laugh along heartily. He stumbled back onto his lover’s lap, turning his body sideways to rest his head on the other’s shoulder, one of Soonyoung’s arms moving instinctively to now support his back, the other holding firmly onto his exposed thigh, tracing circles gently with his thumb.
“My legs are perfectly fine! I trained for over a decade specifically for this, so I can have my darling husband sitting comfortably on my lap for as long as he wants.” Soonyoung grinned proudly, nuzzling his face onto the crown of Jihoon’s head, making a bigger mess of his already unkempt hair. “And you know I like to watch you play, especially when it’s not from behind my phone screen.” he added softly, almost whining.
Jihoon lifted his head, smiling fondly as their eyes locked. “I do, baby, and I’m always so glad to have you here too. But it’s also your day off and I already took your afternoon s-” Jihoon started.
“I had the most heavenly nap cuddling with my husband though!” Soonyoung interrupted, making Jihoon snort.
“Sooo!” Jihoon continued, “we should take advantage of our evening at least. We can finally have a real homemade dinner together, maybe watch a movie, it’s been a while.” he added softly, arms circling Soonyoung’s neck to bring him down for a kiss.
Soonyoung and Jihoon have been dating for 13 years, living together for almost 10, and married for 7 years, 10 months, and 5 days, not that either of them were keeping count though. People had told them the passion would fade quickly, that life as a couple would become a monotonous, boring routine and yet the spark and depth of the feelings they shared never dulled.
From the moment they met, it was love at first sight, like a red string that suddenly appeared connecting them and since then, life for them was never boring as long as they were together.
They could see it every day in each other’s eyes, the passion and desire, their love only getting stronger since the first day. They felt it in every kiss they shared; each felt like the first, yet they kissed as if it were their last, basking in the moment and worshipping each other every single time.
Their lips meet so naturally, like muscle memory, a force of habit that they would never get enough of. The kiss was deep and passionate, it always was between them. Jihoon slipped his tongue past Soonyoung’s lips, releasing a contented sigh as he did so, half sounding like a moan. Without breaking contact, he turned his body some more, adjusting to now find himself straddling his husband in his gaming chair. He felt the other’s hands moving from his waist down to his hips, holding them down tightly and guiding him to grind slowly against his own body, making Jihoon’s breath hitch.
“Young… we should… eat first…” Jihoon managed to let out, panting in between kisses.
Despite the heat quickly building up where their bodies touched, Jihoon took slight control, managing to keep their lips barely separated for more than a second, holding the other’s face, one hand on his cheek, the other tugging playfully on the hair of his nape, making his husband groan slightly. ‘Those neon lights suit him so well.’ Jihoon thought.
“I promise you can do whatever you want with me afterwards.” he added, breathing the words directly into Soonyoung’s mouth in a low, seductive voice, before biting down and pulling on the other’s lower lip, eyes never leaving his husband’s, making Soonyoung moan loudly.
“Sure you can keep up to that promise honey?” he teased back, moving his hands under Jihoon’s legs to hold him securely as he suddenly got up from the chair, making the other yelp, securing his arms tighter around his husband’s neck, before he laughed as Soonyoung carried him out of the spare room made into Woozi’s office.
The kitchen wasn’t far, really, just a few rooms down the hallway, but as their lips attached naturally again like magnets, Soonyoung walked ever so slowly, carefully, as if to let their kissing session last longer. Jihoon wasn’t duped; he knew exactly what his husband was doing, but he was also enjoying it way too much to not let him get away with it this time. Kissing him back messily, purposefully moaning louder, the sounds immediately swallowed by Soonyoung who moved one hand to his ass, squeezing it tightly to tease him back.
After a few minutes full of kisses that were intoxicating enough to make it feel like hours had gone by, they had finally reached the kitchen. Soonyoung carefully dropped Jihoon down on the island counter, lips separating —for now— leaving both of them absolutely breathless, their eyes full of lust and desire and a promise to continue later.
Jihoon hopped down from the counter, opening the fridge to inspect what could be made with what they had left and started to prepare dinner. He first took out a container full of leftover kimchijeon that Soonyoung’s mother had given them the last time they had a family dinner, before he made, at his husband’s request, ‘coconut chicken’ (as Soonyoung liked to call it), a recipe he had learned from one of his streamer friends that had instantly become a favorite of the couple, extremely fast to make, which was perfect for today since they would both be getting impatient soon enough.
Despite enjoying their homemade dinner, spent in the usual laughter and comfortable conversations, they made a quick affair of finishing their plates, barely cleaning up before they were on each other again, lips barely separating as they made their way to the bedroom.
Their evening ended with bodies entangled in passion, echoes of skin slapping drowned out by pants and moans, both chasing sweet release as they made love before finally falling asleep in each other’s arms, lulled by the sound of their favorite movie in the background.
★☆ —————— ☆★
Soonyoung was not supposed to be here originally since he knew absolutely nothing about gaming, so a gaming convention was clearly not his territory, he was at least glad the event also included anime.
Alas, Seungcheol and Wonwoo had managed to drag him here to ‘ take a break from training ’ Seungcheol had said, ‘ we barely see you anymore, you’re always in the practice room ’ Wonwoo had added. And honestly, they were right and Soonyoung felt extremely guilty about it.
Soonyoung had met Wonwoo 3 years ago, becoming classmates in the first year of high school; they clicked instantly. Later, Wonwoo introduced him to Seungcheol and the three of them became the bestest of friends.
They were the ones who watched him grow an even stronger love for singing and dancing, encouraging him to finally audition for a big company, celebrated with him when he got in a little over a year ago and helped him keep up with school work when he got so busy practicing he didn’t focus enough on school. Soonyoung knows he wouldn’t have graduated without them.
His friends had been nothing but supportive, yet all he did was leave them behind, often refusing to listen to their concern and hang out even for an hour, instead choosing to focus on practicing, taking extra vocal lessons, or going over moves he had already mastered again and again.
But they always understood, they never held it against him, never got mad and Soonyoung was so lucky and grateful to be their friend. Hence, that day, freshly graduated and on summer break, he let them plan the day, letting them lead him wherever they wanted as a silent apology to them.
“Dude, why do you look so nervous? It’s just a convention.” Seungcheol laughed teasingly, breaking him out of his thoughts as he shook his shoulders.
“I’m not nervous, just not sure what I’m doing here.” he pouted, looking around at the excited mass of people gathered all around the place before Seungcheol ruffled his hair.
“We chose this specific one because it also has anime booths for you to enjoy, but we can go to another one that’s strictly for gaming if you prefer.” Wonwoo joined in on the teasing.
“No thank you, this is perfect actually!” he hurriedly exclaimed, making Wonwoo and Seungcheol laugh. “So where do you wanna go first?”
Seungcheol hummed in thought. “I think we can go check out the gaming panels and booths now, and we can move to the anime part later?” he proposed, earning nods from the other two.
Watching people play video games was so entertaining to Soonyoung that he almost forgot how much he had been grumbling about being here merely an hour earlier. People could try out various games, a few streamers were also present, showcasing their skills in specific games and answering questions.
Soonyoung, despite being very confused about what to do, tested a new Mario game, only to get beaten by either Wonwoo or Seungcheol, but he still miraculously won one or two rounds of mini games.
Before he knew it, over 3 hours had passed, they had already finished the whole gaming part of the convention and it was time to get lunch. He had to fight Seungcheol for a good 10 minutes over it, but at last Soonyoung won and paid for their lunch, as a payback of sorts, because even if he had complained so much in the morning, he was having a lot more fun than he expected.
Lunch now taken care of, they had the whole afternoon free to roam the anime section, which was actually way bigger than the gaming one. While there were quite a few cosplayers in the gaming part, there were a lot more of them as well as artists who filled the anime side, both of series he knew and many he didn’t.
Soonyoung was absolutely amazed by everything as he strolled through the many stands; he was getting himself dizzy from excitement, Seungcheol and Wonwoo could barely keep up with him as they were not big on anime themselves.
It was then, as he found a merch booth of his favorite anime, that Soonyoung’s life changed forever, his eyes set on a gorgeous… guy? The long, luscious blond hair and slim face confused him, but Soonyoung swings both ways, so it was a win for him either way. As he heard the other’s voice, shyly asking for the price of an item, he could confirm it was indeed a man.
The latter, as if feeling his stare, turned his head to look at him, mouth opening, seemingly ready to say something but as their eyes locked, both were left speechless. As cliché as it was, it was love at first sight.
Soonyoung wanted to say something, just say hi or compliment him or just something, anything, because right now he was scared to seem like a weirdo and embarrass himself in front of the most beautiful guy he had ever seen. Still, if he spoke, he would probably ask the other to marry him immediately, so he stayed quietly staring. It was awkward, but he just couldn’t help it, not when said guy was staring back at him, seemingly just as awestruck as he was.
The moment was cut short by Seungcheol who had finally caught up to Soonyoung, grabbing his shoulder to shake him a little, not noticing he was interrupting yet.
“Soonyoung man, you gotta stop running around, I- woah. Sorry, what’s happening here…” Seungcheol took a step back, voice dimming as he noticed the other two staring at each other intently.
Soonyoung looked around nervously as he broke out of his trance. “Ah. Sorry, I- I didn’t mean to stare.” he said sheepishly, face turning red.
“It’s okay!” the other said in a whisper.
“You’re just so beautiful, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable… Sorry again.” he added quickly, a hand rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
“Y-You didn’t!” he replied shyly, ears visibly turning red. “You’re not so bad yourself…” he mumbled, barely loud enough Soonyoung thought he imagined it, and maybe he did. “I’m Jihoon by the way.” he finally added confidently.
“I’m Soonyoung, very nice to meet you.” they smiled softly at each other. “Oh! And this is Wonwoo and Seungcheol.” he added, Jihoon bowing slightly to both of them, earning a nod from each of them in response.
Jihoon had expected the conversation to turn awkward after this, but somehow, Soonyoung was asking him questions about his favorite anime, smoothly jumping from one thing to another. Whether Jihoon was actively conversing with him or just listening to the other ramble, Soonyoung was making him feel comfortable.
And before he knew it, a lot more time than he expected had passed.
Jihoon suddenly checked his watch, pouting. “I’m sorry, I have a train to catch so I’ll have to leave soon, unfortunately…” he gave an apologetic smile.
“Oh, sure of course, sorry if I held you back for so long.” he looked down nervously, clearly looking like he wanted to say more, taking a deep breath before speaking again. “Actually… Is it too early to ask to meet again, or for your number? Or both…?” Soonyoung said hesitantly.
Jihoon hummed in fake thought, “If we meet again, maybe I’ll give you my number…” he said, a soft smile adorning his lips, seeing the way Soonyoung’s whole face lit up at the proposition.
Before Jihoon could open his mouth again and tell him it was a joke and he would gladly give him his number, Soonyoung lifted a finger in front of Jihoon.
“Wait right here!” he said hurriedly, before sprinting off the aisle, leaving a confused Jihoon who looked to the other’s friends in search of an explanation, only to find them just as startled as he was.
Less than a minute later, Seungcheol let out a chuckle as he spotted Soonyoung running towards them from the opposite side of where he had just left. “I can’t believe this guy.”
“Oh!” Soonyoung exclaimed as he came to a stop in front of Jihoon, panting slightly. “How lucky am I today?! We meet again!”
Jihoon took a second to process what had just happened before throwing his head back as he burst out laughing. “Did you just run around the aisle to get my number?!” It took a minute for him to catch his breath again, wiping some stray tears from the corner of his eyes as he spoke.
Soonyoung smiled brightly. Jihoon’s laugh was the prettiest sound he’d ever heard, and he wanted to hear it more, preferably forever .
“It made you laugh, I’d say it was worth it, I can go around one more time if you want me to.” he said, giggling.
Jihoon tapped a finger to his chin and pursed his lips, pretending to ponder the proposition. Making Soonyoung run around the whole convention was definitely tempting. He was curious how far he was willing to go for it, but he was out of time, and he couldn’t pretend like he was not going to give him his number to begin with.
Soonyoung kept his smile, but Jihoon could see he was getting slightly nervous the longer he was making him wait.
“Alright, alright, relax tiger!” he chuckled. “You definitely deserve it.” he finally said, extending his hand for Soonyoung to hand him his phone.
Soonyoung watched intently as Jihoon saved his number in his contacts and the latter announced he had to leave for real this time, not without the promise to see each other soon and that he’d be waiting for his text, as he waved goodbye and disappeared into the crowd.
It took Soonyoung a good five minutes to stop smiling stupidly at the display of Jihoon’s name on his phone, finally looking around, just now realizing that he had lost sight of his friends, only for Seungcheol and Wonwoo to be standing a little behind him, observing and laughing.
They ended up teasing him the rest of the evening, and he was sure he’d be hearing about it for weeks if not months. Still, as he thought of Jihoon, he’d make a fool of himself every single day if it meant he could hear his laugh again and it would be worth it every single time. He couldn’t wait to see the other again.
★☆★
It took about a week for Soonyoung to gather the courage to finally contact Jihoon. From then on, they were inseparable. To Seungcheol and Wonwoo’s delight, Soonyoung —while still very serious about it— was finally willing to take more breaks from his training because Jihoon was now part of their friend group and he would not pass up an opportunity to see the other man.
In the following months, the two got to know each other more deeply, learned about each other’s interests and hobbies and they had a lot more in common than either of them thought.
Soonyoung learned that Jihoon had started streaming video games anonymously a few months ago, so far, it was just for fun, but he wanted to make something out of it.
Jihoon, on the other hand, was introduced to the reality of idol life as Soonyoung explained to him everything he did as a trainee and what he had learned for the past year and a half.
They had many deep conversations late at night, about their future and their dreams, staying on the phone until one of them was starting to fall asleep, with a promise to call again or see each other the following days.
And with time, their feelings for each other only grew stronger, deeper ; anyone with eyes could see it, yet both stayed tiptoeing around their feelings, too scared to commit, focusing on the insecurities and the what ifs.
Seungcheol had to take matters into his own hands, it took a lot of time for him to reassure Soonyoung that things could work out, that he would regret it if they didn’t at least try. ‘ You and Jihoon love each other. You’re basically soulmates. ’ was what he needed to hear to bring him back out of his insecurities, reminding him of their first meeting when he was sure a red string appeared to connect him to Jihoon.
Loving Jihoon would never be a mistake, and Soonyoung would hate himself if he ended up ruining everything they had built these past months, not because they were incompatible, but simply because of his insecurities.
Alas, 6 months after their very first meeting, Soonyoung finally asked Jihoon out on their first official real date and on that same night, they sealed their future and fate with their first kiss.
★☆★
Even before they started dating, from the moment Soonyoung had told him about his dream of becoming an idol, Jihoon had always supported him, just like Soonyoung had unconsciously helped him with his own growing streaming career. And now, as boyfriends, they both took the self-assigned supporter role very seriously.
Soonyoung, while still carefully keeping Jihoon’s anonymity, worked hard to spread the name of Woozi’s channel to other trainees and his school friends. Soonyoung also liked to spoil his boyfriend, gifting Jihoon some parts he had been talking about for weeks for his dream pc setup.
He was always there whenever Jihoon needed him, whether it was as slight moral support during scarier games or just wanting to spend time with each other after Jihoon finished his part-time job shift.
Soonyoung was more verbally affectionate and sometimes, whether in person or on the phone, an ‘ I love you ’ or ‘ I missed you, couldn’t wait to see you ’ was all Jihoon needed to hear to make his stressful days better.
Jihoon often dropped by when Soonyoung was supposed to finish practice, cheering him on, bringing him food when he finished late, because he knew Soonyoung would be too focused to remember to eat.
Jihoon was there on the bright days, but he was also there on the dark ones. Always ready to lend his shoulder for Soonyoung to cry on when doubts started growing in his mind, when he was not sure if any of it was worth it, seeing everyone around him debuting despite being there for less time than he was, wondering how much longer he’d have to wait for his turn. Jihoon would listen to his worries and sympathize, sometimes cry a little with him, but he would always encourage him, always giving him the strength and the reassurance that he needed.
So when Soonyoung… No. When Hoshi finally debuted as a solo artist, Soonyoung owed it all to Jihoon, reminding himself of how many times he would’ve given up if his boyfriend had not been there.
And Jihoon, well, he couldn’t be prouder, because he never doubted that Soonyoung would make it one day. He was a real performer, no one was made to be on stage as much as he was. And Jihoon was ready to take his role of Hoshi’s number one fan very seriously, playing his songs at least once on every stream, and very subtly promoting his album.
As they celebrated his official debut that evening with their friends and families, Soonyoung asked Jihoon to move in together, because he couldn’t wait anymore, because it just made sense. And three months later, they had an apartment of their own.
In the first year of his career, Hoshi was bound to travel a lot, often leaving Jihoon home alone. They both knew it was something they would have to get used to. Jihoon thought it would be fine really, he was still busy with his own work and keeping up with updates of Hoshi as they happened. Seungcheol and Wonwoo also occasionally dropped by to keep him company.
But when Soonyoung left for almost two full months, his idol schedule was so busy that he barely had time for himself, hence he didn’t get to contact Jihoon a lot, if at all.
Jihoon had a hard time dealing with the silence from Soonyoung and the sudden stillness of their brand-new and not yet fully furnished apartment.
Jihoon grew a lot of anxiety and insecurities during that time. Sure, he could contact him, but he was always scared to interrupt, he would feel guilty and selfish for disrupting Soonyoung’s work or making him worry about him if he knew how he felt, when he was out there, finally living his dream, the one he’d trained so hard to achieve. He felt stupid. Jihoon did not want to become a bother, a burden.
As he came home after being away for way longer than he would’ve liked, Soonyoung panicked when he heard a muffled sob coming from their bedroom, faint, but loud as it broke the silence along with Soonyoung’s heart, where he found Jihoon curled up in their bed, sobbing into his pillow.
Jihoon slowly calmed down as he realized Soonyoung was finally back, nestling into the comfort of his arms and crying into his chest. It took a bit of time and convincing for Jihoon to open up about his feelings and how lonely and empty he felt while his boyfriend was away.
He felt terrible for dumping all his emotions on Soonyoung when he was probably exhausted from being busy and far away for months, but Soonyoung, as if reading his mind, only took his time reassuring and comforting him that he could only be okay and happy if Jihoon was too.
Ever since that moment, whenever he was away for a short or long time, Soonyoung barely left Jihoon the time to contact him first, as he made sure to call him whenever he could or spam him with texts if he couldn’t do otherwise.
Jihoon had talked about always wanting to get a cat since he was young, they had talked about maybe getting one together later, when they were more settled, more comfortable. And Soonyoung, being away more often than he would like and knowing how lonely Jihoon felt every time, decided it was time. And so a few months later, he surprised his boyfriend, coming home with a beautiful little kitten, both to make the love of his life happy but also to help fill the emptiness of their apartment when he was gone.
As both their careers grew, so did their relationship. They had their ups and downs, of course, but nothing that could not be fixed by communicating, they made sure to talk about their feelings openly, no more bottling up and no more feeling guilty after everything they went through.
For their 4th anniversary, Soonyoung surprised Jihoon with a trip to Osaka, where the anniversary was not the only thing they’d celebrate, as Soonyoung got down on one knee and asked for Jihoon’s hand on the exact anniversary date.
The former had been preparing for this moment for a long time, even secretly visiting Jihoon’s parents beforehand to ask for their blessing.
With a lot of secret preparations in the middle of their already very hectic schedules, they got married 9 months later. It was a modest one, but it was everything they could ever dream of, tearfully exchanging their vows with only their closest friends and families as witnesses.
★☆★☆★
For Jihoon and Soonyoung, keeping both their identities and relationship secret wasn’t exactly the hardest, yet it wasn’t always easy either, but from the moment they moved in together and through the many years since they tied the knot, it was a routine that had smoothly created itself and that worked perfectly for both of them.
Soonyoung would be up early –whether he had a schedule or not– though on his days off, he indulged himself in a lot of cuddling in bed with his still-sleeping husband. Idol life was a busy one, however, and his days off were nearly non-existent, so he was usually out of the house early to whichever filming schedule or rehearsal he had that day, but not before smothering his sleepy husband in kisses.
His day as Hoshi was always packed, but he was passionate, even now, celebrating 10 years into his career, he loves what he does more than anything (not more than he loved Jihoon, though, never).
Jihoon, however, got to sleep in quite a bit, often lightly awakened by Soonyoung leaving kisses all over his face before leaving the house, he usually fell back asleep with a big, satisfied sigh leaving his body, warmth spreading through his chest and a smile plastered on his face. Waking up before noon, quickly eating and getting ready to start his stream while his husband was out and busy.
Some days before starting his livestreams later in the afternoon, he was very busy, mostly with meetings and editing his videos, sometimes sponsorships, as well as preparing and designing new merch. He’s been doing this for over a decade now, and as a true homebody, he was extremely grateful that so many people supported him enough that he managed to make it his full-time job.
Sometimes their routine changed, but it was merely a separate one they followed during certain events.
Such was mainly the case when Hoshi had a comeback and held a concert or went on tour, Jihoon would make sure to be there as much as he could; he couldn’t always follow him on tour, especially abroad, so he made sure to attend most of the broadcast shows and every tour date in their home country and sometimes to a few neighboring countries as well.
It was the best way he could show his support for his husband. Soonyoung never failed to remind him how much he appreciated it, how much energy and confidence he gained from knowing Jihoon was watching him, whether it was from somewhere in the crowd or from backstage.
In those times of promotions and touring, Woozi would either stream earlier, for a shorter time, and join Soonyoung at the venue later, or, as his audience knew he was a big fan of Hoshi, he’d just take a day or two off completely with the excuse of attending the concert, which wasn’t technically a lie. In those days, he got to accompany his husband everywhere, from rehearsals –because Soonyoung liked to ask for Jihoon’s opinion on a lot of details and it was an opportunity to give him an exclusive show– as well as soundchecks, to supporting him during mid-concert breaks and finally to post-concert celebratory dinners with his team.
If Hoshi performed overseas, Woozi arranged his streaming schedules with their different time zones in mind to be free when his husband called him when he was done with his performance, as he did every single time without fail.
On the other hand, nothing much changed for Soonyoung, except the place, his songs and dance routines, his days were still just as busy. Although he was definitely less bored during the days of broadcasts, glad to have his husband by his side during those interminably long days.
It always moved him that Jihoon was willing to accompany him when all he did was rehearse and take long naps backstage before the prerecordings of his performance until the final, especially in his early career. Now he thankfully could leave and attend to other schedules in the meantime before having to come back for the final of the show.
While on tour, however, the jet lag was often hard to deal with for him, especially on the first day, so he rested more than usual. He also suffered from extreme withdrawal symptoms from missing his husband too much, even after talking to him for over 3 hours on the phone.
Jihoon always being around during broadcast shows, concerts, and even some music videos filming, was bound to appear on a lot of the behind-the-scenes content filmed constantly. Thanks to Hoshi’s team, his face was always carefully blurred and his voice barely heard.
Soonyoung knew a lot of his fans were curious about the mysterious staff that Hoshi seemed close to. While some did try to go to extremes to find out the other man’s identity, Soonyoung was extremely careful, taking any measure necessary to protect Jihoon, he was extremely thankful that most of his fans were respectful of his privacy and boundaries and never questioned it too much.
Some days, however, it pained Soonyoung to have to hide the love of his life, his soulmate. Sometimes he just wanted to scream to the world about how much he loves this kind, funny and insanely beautiful man, how proud he is of him and how far he’s come, how thankful he is to have him, because it’s thanks of him that he gets to be where he is right now and that in his next lives he hopes he can find and fall in love with him again, and again and again.
Woozi often mentioned Hoshi, having established that he was a big fan since his debut, he listened to his music on pretty much every stream ever since the first album dropped. After a few years, as the streamer’s popularity grew, Hoshi started to see quite a few comments mentioning Woozi to him during his lives, asking if he’d heard of him or if he knew the streamer was a fan.
He had been extremely glad for the subtle opportunity to acknowledge his ‘ favorite streamer ’, whom he’d also watched for years, and finally thanked him for his continuous support, face adorned with the brightest, smuggest smile as he did so.
It was even funnier for the fans, telling Woozi, who had been streaming at the same time, to quickly tune in to Hoshi’s live because he was not gonna believe this.
He looked around, blinking rapidly in disbelief as he heard Hoshi’s enthusiastic remarks, thankfully, his audience took it as him being overwhelmed as a fanboy acknowledged by their favorite artists. He tried his best to stay focused and not say something he shouldn’t on live, –though a mumbled ‘ this idiot ’ might have escaped him– instead thanking Hoshi for the support as well as his fans for mentioning his name to the idol.
Soonyoung would definitely hear from him when he came home later.
★☆ —————— ☆★
As an idol, it was common for Hoshi to film challenges, either with other idols or dancers he frequently worked with; some of these people he’d also come to consider friends after crossing paths year after year.
Jihoon, as his husband’s number one fan and supporter, was subscribed to Hoshi and had notifications on for all his posts, across every single platform, he never wanted to miss anything, even when he was streaming, like he was right now playing minecraft, endlessly harvesting his crops, he paused his game talking about random things with his subscribers while he checked his notifications, pretending that it was some work related messages he had to quickly answer to.
Now, a lot of challenges were usually quick and fun, no overdoing it, just a simple choreo, trendy moves accessible for everyone and anyone to participate in, especially the fans. However, the one Hoshi had just reposted was not one of them.
Jihoon gulped as soon as he noticed who his husband was dancing with in the video, instantly making sure to put the volume of his phone on mute. The song was one he’d listened to with Soonyoung when it was released, since the artist was a long-time friend of Hoshi’s. It was catchy and sexy , the choreography was sure to match that feeling perfectly and as expected, it was hypnotizing from the start.
Jihoon was in awe of the way his husband’s body moved, the control and precision he had in his movements —despite knowing from firsthand experience how good he was with his body— he couldn’t help but be mesmerized every time he saw him dance with so much passion, proving again and again that he was just made to be a dancer, a born performer.
As the video continued, his Vtuber model betrayed his reaction, showing his eyes growing wider and mouth hanging open as he suddenly gasped at the sight of Hoshi dropping to the floor and grinding, once, twice , followed by a thrust up in the air. Jihoon’s mouth ran dry, soul leaving his body instantly. Fuck .
As soon as the video was done, starting from the beginning, he closed the application quickly, not allowing himself to rewatch it right now. Woozi focused back on his monitor, clearing his throat as if nothing happened, but as he looked at his chat full of ‘ ????? ’ or ‘ what happened? ’, he knew no one was fooled.
“Nothing important guys, I was just surprised by something.” he let out a nervous chuckle. “Now what was I doing… Ah!” he cleared his throat once again to control his voice. “My corn is ready, it was fast this time.” He continued, falling back into the usual casual chatting, while his mind was going places it shouldn’t while he was still on live to thousands of people.
Never did he ever think he would be playing minecraft all the while wishing to become the floor Hoshi had grinded on, biting his lips as he replayed the action in his mind over and over, he was definitely glad he was anonymous and no one could see his face right now. He couldn’t wait for Soonyoung to get home.
Woozi continued streaming, doing his best to stay focused on harvesting his crops, exploring and interacting with the friends he had made in the game, all the while ignoring the random thoughts of becoming a wooden floor.
Finally about 2 hours later, Jihoon received a message from said man he’d been thinking about all day, he read ‘ baby im leaving the company rn, be there in 30!! ’, as soon as he sent a quick answer saying he’ll be waiting for him, Soonyoung had already sent another message, a simple ‘ i love you ’ making Jihoon smile softly, sending back a ‘ love u too ’ of his own.
Woozi focused back on his monitor, saying goodbye to his friends before closing the game. He read the chat, answered here and there, trying to talk as naturally as he could following an almost mechanical routine, pretending like he was not trying to end things as fast as possible, and he finally quickly ended his stream and turned off his computer. He grabbed his phone instantly, definitely not to rewatch the challenge video, absolutely not .
After not watching said video three times while licking and biting his lips, heat slowly building up in his stomach, he suddenly came back to his senses, checking the time, he had barely 15 minutes left before Soonyoung arrived. He'd better start moving now.
★☆★
Soonyoung knew his husband was working when he left the company because he had briefly checked in on Woozi’s live before texting, so he was fully expecting Jihoon to still be working or at least about to end it, as he usually did when Soonyoung told him an approximate time of when he was getting home.
As he stepped inside their apartment, he was, on the contrary, surprised at the silence. Soonyoung barely had the time to take off his shoes and step into the living room before Jihoon ran to him, jumping into his arms, connecting their lips into a messy and desperate kiss, making both of them moan in unison.
It was like Jihoon was taking all of his breath away, filling him with himself instead. Although he had a slight idea, he couldn’t even start to think back and question what prompted his husband to act like this; in his mind was only Jihoon, Jihoon, Jihoon .
“Need you Young.” Jihoon whined, voice shaking with lust, he swiped his tongue across Soonyoung’s bottom lip, panting, desperate. He moved his hips, slowly grinding on his husband’s thigh that had ended up between his legs without him noticing. “Been good all afternoon,” another moan escaped him as his words sounded rushed, slurred, nothing Soonyoung wasn’t used to –Jihoon was usually like this when he was horny– yet today he still made an effort to be understood. “Waited for you so patiently. Need you now.”
“Yeah? You’re always so good for me darling,” he said, voice low and curious, his hands taking hold of Jihoon’s hips and sliding down to his ass. “What do you need, baby?”
“Need you to fuck me through the mattress like you did that wooden floor.” the heat rose from his neck to his ears, not only from the kiss but because despite being married for so long and intimate for even longer, Jihoon was still a little awkward when expressing his desires out loud.
Soonyoung, however, felt his heart pause for a moment, then beat again. Holy fuck .
“Shit. Jihoon you’re gonna kill me…” Soonyoung groaned, bringing Jihoon back into a rushed, desperate kiss, teeth clashing clumsily, he quickly paced himself, kissing Jihoon back properly before moving down to his neck.
Soonyoung started walking towards their bedroom, making Jihoon walk backward, though he didn’t seem to mind, too focused on trying to get his husband to take off his shirt between kisses. Their hands started roaming each other’s bodies, knowing exactly where to squeeze, pinch, or softly caress and where to leave marks to make each other moan and gasp desperately for more.
As they finally reached the bedroom, both of them were already extremely hard, barely containing themselves to just fuck in the middle of the living room instead, but since they had gotten Rangi, it was an absolute no, their baby’s eyes were to remain pure and innocent and to Soonyoung it seemed like Jihoon had jumped him with a plan; so he followed his husband’s lead, letting Jihoon turn them around, pushing Soonyoung on the bed and straddling him.
And a plan he did have.
Towels and the lube bottle were neatly, methodically placed on the corner of their bed, just within reach. Jihoon looked down at Soonyoung lying on the bed, grinding their hard-ons together and biting his lips to contain a moan.
“Jihoon, I-” Soonyoung moaned, voice shaking slightly with growing impatience at his husband’s teasing.
“You…” Jihoon cut him off, slowly, voice low and calculated, he bent down to whisper the words against Soonyoung’s mouth, “will get to fuck me like I asked you later, that’ll be your reward. But first,” he kissed along Soonyoung’s jaw to now whisper in his ear “you’re gonna be a good boy and not move while I ride you. You can do that can’t you?” he finished, leaning back upwards, hand sliding along his husband’s torso, nails leaving faint red marks.
“Fuck… Yes, I can.” Soonyoung answered instantly, voice desperate, as he fought the urge to buck up his hips. “I’ll be good, just like you were while waiting for me.” Soonyoung saw the fire burning in Jihoon’s eyes at his words, he had seen right through his plans.
Jihoon lifted his hips, suddenly offended by the presence of Soonyoung’s sweatpants, pushing them down along with his boxers in a desperate, quick move. Soonyoung lifted his lower body to help Jihoon remove them, then assisted him in taking off his husband’s boxers.
“Did you already prep yourself baby?” Soonyoung asked, running his hands up and down Jihoon’s thighs as the other reached for the lube.
“I did, couldn’t wait to get you inside me. And don’t start pouting Young, I’ll let you do it next time, I promise.” Jihoon answered, swatting away his husband’s hand sneakily reaching towards his ass.
Because while he loved it when Soonyoung was the one working him open, he also always made it a game of edging Jihoon as much as he could before he even fucked him properly, and he did not have the patience for this tonight.
Jihoon opened the lube, pouring a little on his fingers, rubbing them together to warm it up quickly and finally coating Soonyoung’s cock with it, running his hands up and down at a punishing slow pace, making his husband whine at the touch.
Once Jihoon deemed it good enough from the already desperate expression clear on Soonyoung’s face, he straddled him once more, lining himself up before sinking slowly onto Soonyoung’s length.
“Fuck darling, you’re so tight…” Soonyoung groaned, fighting the urge to buck his hips up to meet Jihoon’s hips, willing his own body to stay as still as possible; otherwise, he knew his husband would make him pay for it one way or another. “Did you stretch yourself enough?” he added, genuinely surprised at the sensation.
“I- Holy SHIT!” Jihoon moaned loudly as he quickly bottomed out, the burning feeling made his mind go blank. “I did. Wanted it to hurt… Fuck! S-so good when you stretch me.” he managed between his whines. His husband’s cries at his words were lost to his own overwhelmed mind as he felt Soonyoung’s cock throbbing inside him.
Jihoon stayed still for a bit, taking some time to adjust to the stretch, face flushed and panting, tears already threatening to spill as he looked intently at his husband’s equally ruined expression. He bent forward, taking Soonyoung’s hands that had been gripping the sheets to pin them above his head.
Leaving a kiss at the corner of his mouth before kissing along his jaw and down to his neck sucking on the skin and biting down, not hard enough to break skin, but enough to mark him for a few days. Jihoon rolled his hips slowly, experimentally, making Soonyoung release a shaky breath. He had to give it to him for resisting moving at all.
“You’re doing so good right now baby.” He whispered against the crook of his neck before biting softly along the way back to Soonyoung’s mouth. But suddenly he felt his husband’s hips thrusting up slightly, Jihoon stopped his ministrations.
“Oh, that won’t do tiger. You know that.” Jihoon said, his free hand coming up to hold Soonyoung’s jaw, fingers pressed deeply into the skin, forcing him to meet his gaze. ‘ Good heavens, he looks ruined. ’ he bit his own lips at the sight, he had barely even started yet. “Remember, no moving and no touching.” he added, giving another sharp roll of his hips. “And no cumming until I tell you to. Understood?”
Soonyoung started to nod but noticed Jihoon raising an eyebrow. ‘ Oh, he needs words. ’
“I’ll behave baby, promise. Please…” he moaned as he felt Jihoon squeezing around his cock. “Please use me as you want.”
Although it was not the first time he’d heard something like this come out of Soonyoung’s mouth, the words set off something deep inside Jihoon, desire burning brighter than ever in his eyes.
He leaned backward to a sitting position, taking Soonyoung’s hands and interlacing their fingers to support himself as he started to move, bouncing up and down on his husband, moaning even louder at the fast pace he had set.
He adjusted the angle of his hips slightly and arched his back, now feeling Soonyoung’s cock hitting his prostate even more precisely at every bounce, his head thrown back in pure ecstasy.
“Young-Ah! So deep!” he gasped, slowing down as he circled and pushed his hips backwards to get Soonyoung’s cock as deep as he could. “Fuck, you’re so big. Feel that baby?” He said as he untangled their hands, bringing Soonyoung’s to rest on his lower stomach, pressing them right on the slight bulge of his stomach.
“Hoonie s-shit… that’s so hot.” Soonyoung groaned, voice shaky. “I’m not gonna last if you do this.”
“That’s the point honey.” Jihoon giggled, arching his back further and rolling his hips slowly once more to let Soonyoung feel the movement of his own cock, both gasping in unison as he pressed down on it. “You still can’t cum though, that’s for posting a thirst trap while I was in the middle of work.” He started grinding, hands now digging into Soonyoung’s knees to keep his balance. “Had to sit there and act like nothing was wrong, when all I could think about was becoming your practice room floor.” His pace was fastening unintentionally as he spoke.
“You’ll be the end of me Kwon Jihoon.” Soonyoung sighed, trying to control his breathing; it was taking everything in him not to buck his hips and spill into his husband.
“What a nice way to go.” Jihoon joked, “Unfortunately, not for today, I still need you.”
Soonyoung could do nothing but lie there and let Jihoon take what he wanted. He watched as his husband intertwined their fingers again and started bouncing harder, sharper, than before, heat pooling in his stomach as the sound of skin slapping and panting filled the room.
“Youngie… Nhg-Ah! Am so close…” Jihoon manages between moans, looking down to lock eyes with his husband. He would take the time to appreciate the look of desperation and want in Soonyoung’s eyes if he were not about to lose his own mind from his incoming orgasm.
“Cum for me baby, you’re doing so good.” Soonyoung praised, spurring him on as he felt Jihoon tightening around him, his hands gripping Jihoon’s tighter since it was the only thing he could do right now besides admiring his husband’s blissed-out face.
Rocking his hips frantically a few more times, desperately chasing release, Jihoon let out a loud and shaky moan, hips twitching violently as he spills on Soonyoung’s stomach and falls forward.
Face nestling into the crook of his husband’s neck, not caring for the mess he just made between them, he feels Soonyoung’s hands tracing patterns on his waist, kissing the crown of his head, and giving soft praise accompanying his soft whining, neither of which he can clearly hear as he falls into overstimulation feeling Soonyoung’s cock twitching inside him.
“You okay darling?” Soonyoung asked, letting Jihoon catch his breath coming down from his orgasm, only getting a long whine in response. He successfully coaxed his husband’s face out of his neck; his eyes hazy and cheeks flushed, nuzzling into the hand that came to caress his cheek.
“There you are!” he cooed at his husband’s cuteness, his fucked out expression only adding to his charm. “Sure you can go again?”
Jihoon shook his head slightly as if awoken from a spell at the question, his eyes instantly focusing on his husband’s lips. “Always… Can go as long as you want. Please.” he mumbled before licking into Soonyoung’s mouth, grinding his hips slowly, feeling how still painfully hard Soonyoung was inside him.
“-‘s your turn to use me,” he said with pleading eyes. Soonyoung groaned loudly, giving a sharp thrust, making Jihoon gasp, body bouncing violently.
“Hope you don’t regret your words later honey…” he whispered against Jihoon’s lips while sitting down, taking his husband’s somewhat limp and tired body with him, before scooping up some of Jihoon’s cum from both their stomachs and bringing his fingers against Jihoon’s mouth who opens it willingly, moaning as he licks on the digits.
“Good boy.” Soonyoung praises as he removes his now clean fingers from his lover’s mouth, strings of saliva still connecting them to Jihoon’s tongue. “Shit, Baby…” Soonyoung pressed their lips together, moaning into each other’s mouths as he tasted Jihoon on his tongue.
“Please, Youngie!” Jihoon gasped in between kisses. “F-fuck me good-” he continued before getting interrupted by Soonyoung biting down harshly on his lower lip, drawing blood.
Soonyoung got on his knees, slipping out of Jihoon before throwing his lover’s body on the bed and turning him around putting him face down into the mattress, earning a loud broken whine at the sudden emptiness and bouncing from the impact.
Without waiting, Jihoon moved his knees closer, pushing his hips up in the air, wiggling his ass in front of Soonyoung impatiently, making a show of his fluttering hole, and half hard cock.
Soonyoung wanted to eat him whole.
“You’re really desperate uh baby.” Soonyoung teased his husband in a low voice, as he stroked himself once, twice, knowing he wouldn’t need more lube, Jihoon probably would not let him, he’d probably thrown the bottle far away anyway.
Soonyoung approached Jihoon, grasping and squeezing one of his asscheeks before biting down on the other, chuckling slightly at the muffled moan he earned in response. Finally, he made his way up, hands caressing his sides, taking his time to appreciate the gorgeous tiger tattoo adorning Jihoon’s whole back, alternating between leaving small bites and kisses along his husband’s spine as the latter kept wiggling underneath him in impatience. Soonyoung bit down harder as he reached Jihoon’s left shoulder, then biting along his neck all the way to his ear.
“Just put it in already Young, I swear-” Jihoon whined again, as he felt Soonyoung’s cock teasing at his hole, so close but not quite there yet.
“Anything for my darling, because you asked so nicely.” he laughed into Jihoon’s neck and pecked his cheek, lining himself up and finally , pushing his cock into his husband again, bottoming out instantly in a sharp thrust, earning a choked up gasp.
“Oh my goddd! Soonyoung you’re gonna break me!” Jihoon moaned, voice slightly muffled by the bedsheets.
“Good! That’s what you wanted, didn’t you? To be fucked just like I dance, hard and passionate, hm?” he whispered back in Jihoon’s ear, rolling his hips and thrusting harshly once and twice , before grinding at a punishingly slow pace. “Isn’t that why you jumped me as soon as I made it past the door?” he teased.
Jihoon couldn’t answer, no matter how much he wanted to, still overwhelmed from his previous orgasm; his mouth was wide open in silent moans, eyes tearing up and drool dripping out into the bedsheets as Soonyoung fastened his thrusts, rolling his hips just right, hitting his prostate spot on over and over and over .
All Jihoon could do was push his hips back to meet his thrusts, making his back arch perfectly, their bodies now moving together in perfect harmony. Jihoon’s knees slipped down gradually by the force of Soonyoung’s thrust, his whole body now melting into the mattress.
The action didn’t go unnoticed by Soonyoung, who suddenly pushed down his husband’s head further into the mattress with one hand, the other holding his hip down in a bruising grip, now preventing his lover’s body from moving around, Jihoon could only let out a loud broken sob as he felt Soonyoung pounding impossibly deeper inside him, letting himself be used.
The room was filled once again with echoes of skin slapping and occasional moans and groans. Jihoon was close, and despite his mind being almost blank from the overwhelming pleasure, he could tell Soonyoung was as well, though he didn’t let anything show yet, but after 13 years of relationship, Jihoon knew him like the back of his hand; it wouldn’t be long before Soonyoung would be desperate for release.
“Fuck So- Ngh! Soonie! Please… please, please, please, pleaseeee …” Jihoon mumbled breathlessly, the air punched out of him with every sharp, unrelenting thrust.
“You sound so good like this, begging just for me… Hmm. Where do you want me darling?” Soonyoung asked between grunts, slowing his thrusts slightly.
“Ins- Ah! Inside, please Youngie, always inside… Ohmygod don’t stop! Please!” he moaned, feeling Soonyoung throb at his words.
“Shit! You take me so well baby.” Soonyoung’s hand finally lets go of Jihoon’s head to hold him by the throat instead, yanking him up and holding him against his chest before picking up his pace again, hips fucking up desperately into Jihoon. The new angle didn’t feel as deep but it made Soonyoung hit Jihoon's prostate even more accurately. “I’m close… Wanna cum together honey?”
Jihoon whimpered as an answer, unable to let out a word anymore, barely able to even nod from the hold Soonyoung still had on his neck, choking him slightly, but the sound was all his husband needed, he knew Jihoon well enough to know that he was holding himself together as much as he could, as if waiting for him.
Soonyoung didn’t let up, fucking harder, faster , into Jihoon’s limp body, chasing for release as he felt his hole clenching desperately around his length, Jihoon’s hands reaching to the closest thing he could grab, finding Soonyoung’s thighs and scratching them.
“S-Ah! Soo-ie I can’t ‘nymore!” Jihoon screamed between moans.
“I’m here baby, let go. Cum for me.” Soonyoung whispered against his ear, his hand leaving Jihoon’s throat to play with his nipples and giving one, two, three more punishing thrusts.
Eyes rolling back instantly, head falling on Soonyoung’s shoulder, Jihoon let out a choked-up moan as his orgasm hit him like a tidal wave and instant warmth flooded him as Soonyoung released deep inside of him with a loud grunt. His hips continued messily rutting into Jihoon, riding out both their orgasms as constant whispers of his name fell freely from Jihoon’s lips.
Jihoon would have fallen flat on the mattress if not for Soonyoung still holding him up, his body boneless, pliant and full . As Soonyoung’s thrusts finally slowly came to a stop, they both felt some cum dripping down Jihoon’s thighs, but Soonyoung didn’t pull out yet, knowing Jihoon liked to feel full after sex.
“Holy shit baby, you came untouched both times, that was so hot.” Soonyoung said softly, coming down from his high. He caressed Jihoon’s sides gently and showered his shoulder in kisses, leaving an occasional kiss on the corner of Jihoon’s mouth despite the awkward angle.
“Hm. ‘m so full, thank you…” Jihoon mumbled, nuzzling into the touch, mind still distant, floating in overwhelming pleasure.
“You’re so cute, I could eat you.” Soonyoung chuckled, biting his husband’s cheek.
Without pulling out and with one hand holding Jihoon’s chest to keep him against him, Soonyoung reached out for one of the towels still sitting at the corner of the bed, just like Jihoon had so thoughtfully prepared them.
He quickly cleaned the puddle of Jihoon’s cum from the bedsheets, briefly wiping their thighs and some of the sweat off their body, noticing that with Jihoon’s current state, a real cleaning would have to wait for later.
Jihoon woke up a while later. As his mind cleared, he found himself surprised to be face to face with his husband, who was humming softly and caressing his back ever so gently, probably tracing over the lines of his tattoo as he seemed to love doing every time Jihoon’s back was exposed.
He was now straddling Soonyoung, face buried into his neck, he didn’t know how long he had passed out but, although both now soft, they were still very much connected and he hadn’t felt Soonyoung pulling out at all. He tried to calm himself down from how insanely hot it was at the thought of being manhandled with so much ease and care. But also, how the fuck… did he do that…?
Jihoon decided that was a question for another day, and there were more important things to do right now, as he lifted his head to kiss his husband urgently, heart jumping out of his chest in a burst of affection.
“I. Love. You.” he said in between kisses, making Soonyoung giggle against his lips in surprise at seeing the other finally awake. “I love you. I love you. So much!”
“I love you too baby!” Soonyoung answered enthusiastically, clearly left with way too much energy after the day he had.
“How are you not tired?” Jihoon whined, “I feel like I could sleep for two days straight.”
“What can I say, insanely hot sex with my husband and telling me he loves me…? I don’t see how life can get any better than this. Hmm, maybe I need to post sexy dance videos more often if you’re like this every time.”
Jihoon snorted loudly, hitting Soonyoung’s shoulder as he buried his face in the other’s chest. “Shut up oh my god…”
Soonyoung’s laugh filled the room, arms holding tighter onto his husband and kissing the crown of his head. He could feel Jihoon’s heartbeat beating faster, syncing with his.
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“Youngie I unlocked a chest, come here.” Jihoon suddenly spoke over the voice of his characters.
“Wait, I’ll be right there, just collecting my flowers.” Soonyoung laughed, finishing what he was doing before joining Jihoon and getting the chest rewards.
Hoshi had successfully wrapped up his anniversary album promotion and month and a half long world tour, finally getting a well-deserved three-week holiday. And what better way to spend his free time than playing some video games with his husband before going on a two-week trip to Italy in a few days to celebrate their 8th wedding anniversary.
Soonyoung had never been good at games, but watching Jihoon play so many of them over the years, he wanted to try some and after a while, he had taken an interest in trying out Genshin. The characters were interesting to him and the game itself wasn’t necessarily hard, but playing with Jihoon was the best part and it made everything easier and fun for him.
It had become their special game, one they could play together whenever, whether in the same room or when Soonyoung was abroad, it was something they shared and it might sound silly but there wasn’t much they could openly share.
The love for music was something they had always shared. Everyone loved music. Because of him though, Jihoon had grown to love dancing as well, and after passing the stage of awkwardness, learning to let himself go, he was also surprisingly good at it. But Soonyoung and gaming? A recipe for disaster and stress for both of them, even if Jihoon sometimes found it funny how bad he was at it.
But Soonyoung was afraid that things were too one-sided, scared that one day Jihoon would wake up and think that he did not make any effort to take an interest in what he did, but at last, he was happy to have found a game he could enjoy with his husband.
When they could not play at the same time because of the time difference, Soonyoung would find joy in leaving surprises in his teapot for Jihoon to find, which usually involved a lot of love confessions and silly jokes left in heart shaped pins on the map.
Other times, he would build many romantic spots to hang out and take pictures together and place the characters they ship —because they reminded them of themselves— close enough to leave them on constant dates in those beautiful spots. Soonyoung had also built a special lucky place where Jihoon would always, with no exception, visit to pull for the characters he wanted. The bright smile on Jihoon’s face when he found out everything he did was always priceless.
“Baby, can we fight some boss and enemies? I need to finish leveling up Columbina.” Soonyoung asked after opening a few other chests Jihoon had unlocked for him.
“By ‘ we ’ you mean ‘ I ’ solo everything and you claim the rewards?” Jihoon snarked, making Soonyoung giggle.
“Well yes, you’re the gamer here, aren’t you? Don’t act like you don’t love to flex your builds!” he smirked.
Jihoon snorted but didn’t deny Soonyoung’s words, he merely got to work, teleporting to the boss his husband needed, making quick work of it as Soonyoung merely observed from the side in awe.
“How the fuck is your Arlecchino so good?!” said as he joined Jihoon in the arena to claim the rewards, “Mine doesn’t even do half this damage.”
Jihoon turned to look at his husband, smirking, “Skill issue,” making Soonyoung snort loudly in response.
They continued fighting the enemies Soonyoung needed for a while before exploring around some more, unlocking chests here and there.
“Soonie, switch to either of your mains and come here,” Jihoon suddenly said, “wait no, switch to Columbina! The sunset and the moon are pretty, I wanna take some pictures.” the latter looked up from his portable console to look at Jihoon’s computer screen where he could see Arlecchino in front of a set of swings adorning a hill facing a gorgeous pink and purple sunset.
Soonyoung smiled fondly from his spot on the sofa behind Jihoon, doing as he was told and joining him on the swings, softly petting the top of Rangie’s head sleeping beside him while waiting patiently until his husband did what he wanted. Jihoon occasionally asks him to switch to different characters, move places, or do some poses for different photos as the sky changed to a beautiful galaxy; he knew some of them would end up becoming Woozi’s wallpaper at some point.
Soonyoung got up from the couch and nuzzled his face in Jihoon’s neck, leaving small kisses where he could reach.
“Young it tickles!” Jihoon giggled, trying to keep the focus on his screen to finish his photoshoot, but failing as Soonyoung reached to lift him from his chair, taking him in his arms and leading them back to the couch, making his husband sit on his lap.
They both watched the computer screen as Wanderer and Sethos were left going into idle animations that somehow matched perfectly.
Jihoon sighed, content. “Can you believe it’s been eight years already?” he said softly after a few minutes.
“Best eight ye- Wait, no. Best thirteen years of my life.” Soonyoung answered, eyes focused on Jihoon’s, looking up to him mesmerized, like he still doesn’t believe he’s real and his .
His to admire, his to comfort, his to come home to.
His to love .
“I never quite tell you enough how much I love you.”
Jihoon pecked Soonyoung’s lips, “You tell me multiple times every single day baby, and you show it in other ways too. I think that’s plenty,” he giggled, “but I still love to hear it. And I love you too, so much.”
Soonyoung hummed, heart beating faster in his chest from the words leaving his husband's mouth, he was sure Jihoon could feel it too.
“You know, I don’t think I ever told you that but…” Soonyoung bit his lips, suddenly turning shy. “When our eyes met for the first time in that convention alley, I’m sure I saw a red string connecting us. From that moment, I knew it would be you, it could always only be you and no one else.”
Jihoon giggled. “You dumbass.” He cradled Soonyoung’s face, the other leaning into the touch as he brought their faces closer for a passionate kiss. “It was always you for me too. And it will be you in my next life. And the next one, and every single one after that. You’re not getting rid of me.”
“I wouldn’t ever dream of it.” Soonyoung smiles, diving in for another kiss.