anon | yeongyu

seventeen

"cuz. if you knew i found out then you'd stop sending them." beomgyu blinked and cleared his throat before pushing jun back and looking down. "yeah there's uh- not really any point now." he smiled and went to get his things off the couch. "where are you going?" he put his hands in his back pockets and beomgyu looked back.

"home?" he laughed a bit and yeonjun went up to him, playing with his hair. "you can't stay?" he froze all nervous and stuttered over random words. "i-i stayed l-last night already so.." he looked down and backed up, just for jun to walk closer to him. he sighed.

     "hyung.." yeonjun tilted his head as he twirled a loose strand of beomgyu's hair on his finger. he stared at him adoringly in a way that begged beomgyu not to go. "i guess... j-just a little long-"

immediately and without warning, yeonjun smiled for a millisecond before crashing his lips onto beomgyu's. a kiss so eager and excited that they both fell onto the couch behind them.

     he shoved his hands into the back of beomgyu's hair, pulling him as close as he could be with no intention of letting go. he was leaning on top of the younger despite getting pushed back slightly. beomgyu's hands were pressing against his chest. he wanted to go home, but did he really?

     he hadn't kissed anyone before as much as he did yeonjun. years of being just friends and now they were on top of eachother, making out on the older ones couch. he finally pulled back to catch his breath. yeonjun stared down at beomgyu's lips, his chest heaving. "hyung i-i really do have to g-"

"just a few more minutes." he whispered before kissing him again, pushing him down the opposite way so that he was laying horizontally along the sofa. beomgyu couldn't help but tug at his collar, pulling him closer because that was all he wanted. yeonjun.

the kiss started to become hungry and impatient as yeonjun moved his lips faster, his tongue finally slipping in after much thought of how/if it'd make gyu uncomfortable. it didn't, obviously.

     beomgyu began to care less and less of his mother waiting for him, as he could only think of the man on top of him. he complied with yeonjuns movements, letting him do whatever as long as he could sit there and hold him tight for as long as he wanted. yeonjun pulled back and hovered over the boy domineeringly. he swallowed with heavy breaths. "you've gotta go home, hm?"

     beomgyu shook his head, protesting with loud 'nuh uhs' over yeonjuns sweet and smooth voice telling him that his mother was waiting. beomgyu decided to shut his mouth by yanking at his collar to kiss him again.

     yeonjun smiled against his lips, he couldn't help but chuckle in a way that made beomgyu's body crumble in fist-biting happiness. he pulled back again and his finger landed on gyu's lips. "i'll drive you. let's go." he said, removing his hands off the smaller's body to get up and hand him his bag.

     beomgyu stayed laying down on the couch, getting up with a groan as yeonjun laughed. he patted his back and walked him out of the apartment.