[ And so Hyojung is making his way to Sungki's house, his heart beating harder and harder as he gets closer, as he climbs up the vines up the side of Sungki's fancy house - how did he even get himself a friend like Sungki? So lovely, so cute, so goddamn comfortable? Incredible.
Still, he makes his way up and up until he's flinging himself over the side of the small balcony by Sungki's room, and knocks on the window. ]
[the door opens just a few seconds after. even if he didn't already know that hyojung was coming, he'd recognize his knock. he's been doing this part since they were fourteen.
so the door opens, and he peeks his head out, trying hard not to laugh.]
[ God, Sungki is cute. He's the main reason why Hyojung has stuck around this decade for so long, despite the ever looming threat of his parents finding him out.
Hyojung grins, all crooked. ]
Luffy.
[ He's already stepping closer, feeling like he can't quite stop. It's just... Sungki.
Hyojung has been having feeling for a long time, after all. He's still unsure that they might crystallize, right now. ]
[sungki scrunches his face up before smiling, reaching out to curl his fingers into the other boy's shirt and pull him inside. according to his mother, sungki's room is the safest place on earth. hyojung's parents shouldn't be able to find him here.
or that's what he tells himself.]
So... [he looks a little unsure too. not regretful or even nervous, really. just...feeling like something's going to happen but not sure when.] You made it.
[a debate they've had many times, and one that sungki never gets tired of. he looks a little more serious at that question, though his smile doesn't leave his lips completely. he finally shrugs and steps closer.]
I don't know. I thought you might get...distracted. Or something.
[sungki chews his bottom lip for a moment, on the verge of blushing. and then he laughs and gives hyojung a playful shove, though he keeps his fingers curled in his shirt after he does.]
Come on, you don't have to use lines with me.
[and he doesn't have to be nervous, right? sungki takes a step closer, more into his space to look up at him.]
[ Maybe under other circumstances, Hyojung would have laughed it off. The line, Sungki’s dismissal of it. He might have made a joke out of it, just to keep feeling cool.
But it’s Sungki, and he doesn’t care. Somehow, he likes Hyojung, without the jokes and the attitude and everything. He takes him as is, without artifice, and Hyojung has grown so used to pretending it’s hard to shed it, sometimes. He chuckles, and then swallows hard. ]
Sorry, force of habit.
[ He smiles then as he lifts a hand to cup the side of Sungki’s face, holding him gently as he leans in, not hesitating anymore to lean in and kiss Sungki, taking his time with it, pressing their lips together in a tentative first kiss. ]
[his voice is softer with those words. he used to think that hyojung was so cool - he still does. there's a lot of things about him that sungki could never manage.
but sometimes it feels like...he's not really sure, but hyojung seems lonely. and sungki just wants him to know that he doesn't have to be cool, he doesn't have to do or say the right things to earn his friendship. to earn this.
he likes him. so there's nothing shy or awkward when his lips touch the other boy's, just the pure want and eagerness that every first kiss should have.]
[ Hyojung likes to pretend he's really cool, but he's not. Inside, he's a scared, stupid little boy, who's running all the time. This is the longest he's stayed in one place since he started running, and he's terrified that every day will be the last.
Maybe that's a good enough reason to make the most of this, right now. And it seems like Sungki is on the same page, as there's nothing soft about the way he kisses back, eager and needy. Hyojung lets himself fall into it, wrapping his arms around Sungki as he kisses him hard, a little uncoordinated, too much spit and too much teeth, but full of enthusiasm.
When he pulls back, though, he takes a deep breath, thumbing at the corner of Sungki's lips. ]
Hey, we got time, right? Your mom's not about to barge in, is she? Because I - I know that you don't... have a lot of experience, okay, and I don't want to rush you.
[what a pair they make, the scared little boy who keeps running, and the jaded little boy who never goes anywhere. hyojung has brought something to his life. he brings genuine happiness out of sungki, and not just polite smiles. just being able to see him gives sungki something to look forward to. he feels like he's on an adventure when he's around, even if they never leave his room.
sungki's reaching the point in the kiss where he's stopped thinking, and that's good. but then hyojung pulls back, and he takes a breath that restores brain function.]
But that's part of the excitement, isn't it? The fear of getting caught. [sungki grins, taking both of the other's hands and leaning against him, chin against hyojung's chest as he looks up at his face.] And I've been wondering about this almost as long as I've known about it. I definitely don't feel rushed.
[ Hyojung wishes he could take Sungki with him. If he had a surefire way to bring him back, Hyojung would show Sungki the goddamn world, time period after time period. He knows Sungki would love it, too.
But he has no way of bringing him back, and it's not like he can ask Sungki to just... jump into a life of time-traveling with him, without much chance of ever getting back to his time. It's unfair.
And he really should stop thinking about this, right now. He doesn't want to get caught by Sungki's mom, she's extremely scary, but Sungki's eyes are sparkling and he's leaning up and he's smiling like that and fuck it, Hyojung is kissing him again, a hand against his sharp jaw, the other moving down to his waist, this time kissing a little gentler. ]
[it would be a hard choice to make. all he has is his mother, but he's all that she has too. but sometimes he does feel like a burden. she's always so afraid that something will manifest in him, something that will give away the fact that she once fell in love with someone special too, and that sungki's the result of that.
the hands that were curled in hyojung's shirt relax, until he's just pressing them gently against his stomach. the other's lips are so soft, and the kiss gentle to match. it's a pleasant surprise. sungki always thought that he was something of a bad boy.
he's flushed and breathing heavily by the time it breaks.]
She's on the other side of Tokyo. She won't be back for awhile. [sungki admits it then, wanting to put hyojung's mind at ease before his next suggestion.] Should we maybe go lie down?
[ While he enjoys having that image, Hyojung couldn't be the furthest thing from a bad boy. And if Sungki ever got to spend more time outside than he did, he'd probably realize that, but here in this bubble he mostly lives in, he's never had the opportunity to see how much of a loser Hyojung truly is.
But also, he really cares about Sungki, and even the baddest of boys can hide a bit of a tender heart. So he takes his time, and kisses Sungki slow and deep and still soft, before they pull away, both of them panting a little.
Hyojung licks his lips, before nodding. ]
Yeah, okay. Let's - let's do that.
[ Let's not fool ourselves: Hyojung is 22 and a little weird. He does not have that much experience. ]
[sungki cares a lot about hyojung a lot. he probably shows it more than he realizes. sometimes he can mask his unhappy feelings with a smile, but the genuinely good ones always shine through.
he could never be a loser in his eyes.
sungki smiles when he agrees, a little nervous as he kneels on his bed, hands against his thighs as he looks at the older boy. he's not sure what to do for a moment, and then it hits him - why not more of what they were doing? it was certainly working, so he leans in slowly to touch his lips against hyojung's,
and then he giggles against his mouth]
I'm sorry! I just can't believe I'm kissing you on my bed!
[ It's nice, to have someone not think he's a loser, even if Sungki's opinion is all sorts of skewed. Still, doesn't change that apparently, he likes Hyojung enough to want to do this with him, even though he never has with anyone else. It's not something Hyojung takes lightly, and so he follows Sungki to his bed and kicks off his shoes before kneeling too, blinking rapidly.
Before he has time to say or do anything else, Sungki is kissing him again, and Hyojung wraps his arms around the other boy's smaller frame, pulling him closer.
When Sungki giggles, though, Hyojung flushes, and then laughs, too, moving to press smiling kisses along the length of Sungki's neck. ]
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and i'm not taking my clothes off because having you do it would be a part of that fun!
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Where are you now?
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at home, in my room.
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can i come visit?
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Should I go up to your window or is your mom not home
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[ And so Hyojung is making his way to Sungki's house, his heart beating harder and harder as he gets closer, as he climbs up the vines up the side of Sungki's fancy house - how did he even get himself a friend like Sungki? So lovely, so cute, so goddamn comfortable? Incredible.
Still, he makes his way up and up until he's flinging himself over the side of the small balcony by Sungki's room, and knocks on the window. ]
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so the door opens, and he peeks his head out, trying hard not to laugh.]
What's the password?
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Hyojung grins, all crooked. ]
Luffy.
[ He's already stepping closer, feeling like he can't quite stop. It's just... Sungki.
Hyojung has been having feeling for a long time, after all. He's still unsure that they might crystallize, right now. ]
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[sungki scrunches his face up before smiling, reaching out to curl his fingers into the other boy's shirt and pull him inside. according to his mother, sungki's room is the safest place on earth. hyojung's parents shouldn't be able to find him here.
or that's what he tells himself.]
So... [he looks a little unsure too. not regretful or even nervous, really. just...feeling like something's going to happen but not sure when.] You made it.
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[ Hyojung just keeps grinning. ]
If it was me, you know it'd be Kakashi.
[ And then his grin drops, because all of a sudden, he's inside Sungki's room, and they're very close. He licks his lips, heaving a breath. ]
Yeah, of course I made it. Did you doubt I would?
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[a debate they've had many times, and one that sungki never gets tired of. he looks a little more serious at that question, though his smile doesn't leave his lips completely. he finally shrugs and steps closer.]
I don't know. I thought you might get...distracted. Or something.
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He presses the tip of his tongue against his top lip. ]
Oh, believe me, nothing was going to distract me from - you.
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Come on, you don't have to use lines with me.
[and he doesn't have to be nervous, right? sungki takes a step closer, more into his space to look up at him.]
Just...kiss me.
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But it’s Sungki, and he doesn’t care. Somehow, he likes Hyojung, without the jokes and the attitude and everything. He takes him as is, without artifice, and Hyojung has grown so used to pretending it’s hard to shed it, sometimes. He chuckles, and then swallows hard. ]
Sorry, force of habit.
[ He smiles then as he lifts a hand to cup the side of Sungki’s face, holding him gently as he leans in, not hesitating anymore to lean in and kiss Sungki, taking his time with it, pressing their lips together in a tentative first kiss. ]
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[his voice is softer with those words. he used to think that hyojung was so cool - he still does. there's a lot of things about him that sungki could never manage.
but sometimes it feels like...he's not really sure, but hyojung seems lonely. and sungki just wants him to know that he doesn't have to be cool, he doesn't have to do or say the right things to earn his friendship. to earn this.
he likes him. so there's nothing shy or awkward when his lips touch the other boy's, just the pure want and eagerness that every first kiss should have.]
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Maybe that's a good enough reason to make the most of this, right now. And it seems like Sungki is on the same page, as there's nothing soft about the way he kisses back, eager and needy. Hyojung lets himself fall into it, wrapping his arms around Sungki as he kisses him hard, a little uncoordinated, too much spit and too much teeth, but full of enthusiasm.
When he pulls back, though, he takes a deep breath, thumbing at the corner of Sungki's lips. ]
Hey, we got time, right? Your mom's not about to barge in, is she? Because I - I know that you don't... have a lot of experience, okay, and I don't want to rush you.
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sungki's reaching the point in the kiss where he's stopped thinking, and that's good. but then hyojung pulls back, and he takes a breath that restores brain function.]
But that's part of the excitement, isn't it? The fear of getting caught. [sungki grins, taking both of the other's hands and leaning against him, chin against hyojung's chest as he looks up at his face.] And I've been wondering about this almost as long as I've known about it. I definitely don't feel rushed.
[he tiptoes. kiss him again!]
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But he has no way of bringing him back, and it's not like he can ask Sungki to just... jump into a life of time-traveling with him, without much chance of ever getting back to his time. It's unfair.
And he really should stop thinking about this, right now. He doesn't want to get caught by Sungki's mom, she's extremely scary, but Sungki's eyes are sparkling and he's leaning up and he's smiling like that and fuck it, Hyojung is kissing him again, a hand against his sharp jaw, the other moving down to his waist, this time kissing a little gentler. ]
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the hands that were curled in hyojung's shirt relax, until he's just pressing them gently against his stomach. the other's lips are so soft, and the kiss gentle to match. it's a pleasant surprise. sungki always thought that he was something of a bad boy.
he's flushed and breathing heavily by the time it breaks.]
She's on the other side of Tokyo. She won't be back for awhile. [sungki admits it then, wanting to put hyojung's mind at ease before his next suggestion.] Should we maybe go lie down?
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But also, he really cares about Sungki, and even the baddest of boys can hide a bit of a tender heart. So he takes his time, and kisses Sungki slow and deep and still soft, before they pull away, both of them panting a little.
Hyojung licks his lips, before nodding. ]
Yeah, okay. Let's - let's do that.
[ Let's not fool ourselves: Hyojung is 22 and a little weird. He does not have that much experience. ]
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he could never be a loser in his eyes.
sungki smiles when he agrees, a little nervous as he kneels on his bed, hands against his thighs as he looks at the older boy. he's not sure what to do for a moment, and then it hits him - why not more of what they were doing? it was certainly working, so he leans in slowly to touch his lips against hyojung's,
and then he giggles against his mouth]
I'm sorry! I just can't believe I'm kissing you on my bed!
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Before he has time to say or do anything else, Sungki is kissing him again, and Hyojung wraps his arms around the other boy's smaller frame, pulling him closer.
When Sungki giggles, though, Hyojung flushes, and then laughs, too, moving to press smiling kisses along the length of Sungki's neck. ]
Did you ever think this would happen?
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[hyojung's kisses feel good, a little ticklish but not in a way that has sungki wanting to pull away. he curls his fingers into his arms instead.]
It's nice though.
[he murmurs, echoing hyojung's thoughts. it's nice, he feels comfortable and safe with his friend.]
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