andy was dating a twelve year old.
a twelve year old who made his blood boil, and set fire to his skin with the slightest of moves. he was halfway convinced hwan’s tongue had venom in it with the way his lip stung. his hand lifted, temptation seething to touch it, but he stopped himself short of looking like a debby ryan in radio rebel ass romance chick.
“i so did not watch you!” andy called out after hwan, who had slipped from his eyesight. he could not believe this man, whom he chose to have in his life, was making him run, nor could he believe that he was actually doing so. it’d started as a jog, really, until andy realized he really had lost hwan’s sight.
there was no way any trainer could convince him to do more cardio for the next week, not at the speed with which andy found his legs pumping to. legs that led andy to… many dead ends. a stupid fucking pumpkin was in one of them, and it might have taken all of andy’s willpower to not punt that fucker into next tuesday. it was then he decided to give up on the traditional method, and climbed.
he looked towards the entrance first, in case anyone important was near the maze, but when he saw the coast was clear, climbed further, to look over the tops, where he saw his dumbass mophead. “fucking whore,” he called out, then, quieter, “i’m so gonna get his ass,” as he climbed back down and headed back towards the direction he’d seen hwan.
and when he found him, andy lurched forward, grappling hwan around the waist, and the back of his head. they fell to the floor, andy atop of hwan. not nearly uncharted territory. andy made quick work of redistributing his hands to grasping hwan’s wrists. his chest rose and fell in swift movements along with his breath, while he looked over hwan’s face. when he did end up speaking, it came out gruff, but quiet, “do i get my prize now?”
hwan didn’t know what had prompted him to run.
it was a very silly thing for him to do. if it wasn’t merely due to them being inside of a maze, of all things, but also because neither of them were kids. being playful was something that hwan and andy did, at times, in the privacy of their own home, within the limits they had agreed upon, but this was a bit too childish even for him. he didn’t regret it, though. there was something fun about the experience of being chased around, of knowing what would come whenever andy managed to catch him.
joohwan surely didn’t account for getting lost. he should’ve, considering it was indeed a maze, meant to make people confused. he ran around, trying to find the perfect place for him to stop, a place difficult enough to find that would take andy sometime but also remote enough that they’d have some privacy. he luckily didn’t run into anyone as he tried to find his footing, the weed he had smoked not really making the job any easier. hwan kept running until he found a dead end, a nook that would be slightly complicated for anyone to reach but he trusted his boyfriend’s intelligence.
as he very well should for it didn’t take long at all for andy to catch him. hwan loosened his body, allowing himself to be thrown to the ground and his wrists to be pinned above him. body lax, he went as far as arching his back so they were pressed even closer. joohwan put on a fake frown. “took you long enough, i was starting to worry you’d just leave me here, lost and dealing with my loneliness,” he spoke around a pout, moving his hips up to grind against andy’s.
“you already have me. i’m your prize. do with me whatever you wish for,” he smiled and reached forward, taking andy’s lips in his. it felt amazing to kiss him, especially with the added excitement that came at the very real possibility of the two of them being caught. he only drew back to whisper a single word; “please.”