⎾ electric soul ⏌

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gcldenhearts.

    Jaewon has always been aware of his long lasting patience, often priding himself in it and moments like these he could only relish in it. Juho seems quite impatient instead, eager for Jaewon’s touch and encouragements which only fueled the man’s pride. “Hm, baby boy?” He raises his brow, cocky smirk growing on his lips as his amusement shows. “You like that pet name?” A chuckle follows before his fingers tug at the strands of the other’s hair, not too harsh but not gentle either, showing him that he wants more. “Keep going, you’ll get your treat.”

          it seemed like every touch, every moan that was elicited out of jaewon had fueled something deep in juho’s groin that made him whine softly around the hardened member that his lips are currently suctioned around, fingers gripping tight around the base as his throat expands until he feels something hit the back of his throat –– gagging slightly only to pull back, doing it again once more. it feels hot and heavy on his tongue, and juho loves it, almost as much as he loves when jaewon calls him his ‘ baby boy ’ and it makes his cock twitch in his boxers in reply; keening softly at the harsh tug of his hair, unable to do anything but letting his head fall back with a shiny, spit-stained pout. “ what’s my treat, jaewonnie ? ” juho murmurs as his breath ghosts over jaewon’s cock. “ i hope it’s as good as this. ” 

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gcldenhearts.

    A dragged out moan rumbles deep from his throat once he feels Juho’s lips around him, eyes fluttering but not yet shutting as he wants to take in the sight of him. It’s an alluring sight and he simply can’t drag his dark orbs away from it. Jaewon had never been particularly vocal in bed but he does drag his teeth along his bottom lip to keep himself from moaning at the feeling of Juho taking him further into his mouth. God, he looked so pretty like this, those plump lips stretched around his cock. Jaewon could have never imagined this. The elevator boy sucking him off like a compliant little thing. He can’t help the smirk slowly tugging at his lips, fingers stroking his dark hair softly, “that’s right. Keep going, baby.”

          the weight of jaewon’s member feels hot and heavy on his tongue as juho continues to bob his head, taking the other’s cock deeper into his mouth until he could practically feel the tip at the back of his throat –– but he’s drunk, terribly so, and whilst he never had the greatest gag reflex, jaewon’s wanton moans and low grumbles in encouragement helps ease juho down more around the width until he’s swallow around the whole thing, moaning around the length whilst his throat tickles around the member before pulling back with a slick ‘ pop ’ as juho’s mouth suctions off of jaewon’s dick as saliva trails against his bruised lips, trying to regain his breath. instead, he lowers his mouth onto the base of jaewon’s dick and licks at the underlying vein whilst sneaking a hand to rub against his own strained cock, begging for attention. “ ‘eep callin’ me th’t, ” juho mumbles against heated skin with a slight slur whilst grinning dumbly up at the other male.

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gcldenhearts.

God, another’s touch can become so damn addicting, Jaewon figures. He is drinking up the sight of Juho bending down over his torso just as eagerly as the alcohol he consumed earlier. Its alluring in a way that Jaewon hadn’t quite expected and for a moment he is convinced that this is all a dream he would wake up from in a few seconds in a bed with stained bed sheets. But this was reality. Juho bending down to take in his cock was reality, his fingers tangling in his dark hair was reality, Juho’s taste on his mouth was reality. That mere fact has his mind racing and his lips escaping a dragged out moan, head tilting back as he feels the others tongue run along his base before enveloping him in his warmth. “Hmm, just like that.”

          maybe it’s the sight of jaewon looking so impossibly disheveled or those darkened eyes that were staring at him expectedly from above but something between those lines encourage him to take more, do more, as if the alcohol running through his veins were the silent encouragement enough. juho takes a moment to glance up with a wide, childish grin that were himself if he were sober and maybe if jaewon had been something more than this ... a promise of a good time in his sheets but for now, the fingers in his hair tighten and juho automatically finds himself leaning forward, taking the hardened member between his plump lips and ultimately sucking his cheeks whilst taking on inch by inch, the heaviness on his tongue more addictive than it should be. juho hums quietly before starting to bob his head alongst the length, taking the hardened cock deeper and deeper down his throat with each movement forward, all whilst glancing up with wide, innocent eyes –– seeking approval.

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gcldenhearts.

    For a moment, Jaewon allows his head to fall back as Juho continues his ministrations. A low moan forms in his throat once again and the chef is completely sure that he hasn’t felt this good in quite some time. There is only so much satisfaction you could get out of your own touch after all and Jaewon feels bliss spread through his body at Juho’s nimble hands working his clothed cock. But fuck does it get to him when the elder takes his thumb into his mouth, the sight making his imagination go crazy and by that time he is determined to get those plump lips around his thick cock instead. He hums in reply, slowly guiding Juho off his form before undoing his own pants and shoving them down, underwear joining the trousers upon the ground. Brown eyes stare at the male briefly, tongue roaming his lips briefly before he speaks again, “Hmm, how about you suck me off first and then I’ll ravish that cute little ass of yours?” An almost sinister chuckle escapes him, his hand slowly holding the base of his member, wiggling slightly as if to lure Juho in.

          those words send a jolt all the way towards juho’s groin as an audible groan leaves his lips, dirtied secrets were carried along the silent room all while juho’s tongue laps up the salty skin across the younger’s thumb. he imagines it as jaewon’s cock rather than his nimble digit and continues to lick, suck, nip at the flesh until he’s practically begging for something else bigger –– harder in his mouth. he blames it solely on the alcohol that he consumed earlier because it’s not common that someone like jaewon would come to bed with him like this, but it absolutely drives him crazy at the thought of jaewon fucking him royally into the sheets until he’s begging and keening for more. ( the downside of using his right hand for so long, juho begs for things like this –– usually until he comes undone. ) it takes a moment to register that jaewon’s pushing him off softly so that the younger can discard his pants and underwear in one smooth motion, juho becoming impossibly harder at the sight of jaewon’s cock straining for him. juho can only bite down on his lower lip and nod, slowly sidling down the chef’s torso while peppering kisses until the hardened member is placed upon his lips –– fingers wrapping around the base of his cock before taking a hesitant lick, eyes wide and expectant. “ i’m going to suck you off now, jaewonnie, ” juho murmurs against the other’s cock, hot breath brushing against the flesh before taking the head between his lips and sucking –– cheeks hollow and mind in a daze.

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gcldenhearts.

    For a moment, Jaewon swears that he will grow addicted to the way Juho is rubbing against him, the friction setting his entire body on fire. The way his cock is straining against his pants should be uncomfortable, but instead the chef is only drowning in pleasure, the friction feeling more delicious than he had expected. Still, Juho’s eagerness gets to him the most, knowing that he was making it hard for Jaewon not to give in. A moan is choked out as soon as he feels the other’s fingers run along the fabric of his underwear, hips moving forward into the touch as his hands roam the elder’s waist, soft skin warm beneath his fingertips. “Fuck, Juho,” he breaths, teeth soon sinking down on his bottom lip as he stares up at the other. Slowly, one of his hands slides up, until he cups the other’s jaw, thumb trailing those alluringly plump lips of his. Softly, he coaxes Juho’s bottom lip down, watching it move back in place as if it was the most delicious sight he’s ever seen, before his own lips part to speak once again. “What do you want, hmm, baby boy?”

          it was frivolous rocking against clothed hardness that continued to fuel juho’s fire as he keened desperately for more contact, more of jaewon, more of anything at this point. he’s flushed red –– from the alcohol or from jaewon’s constant pet name for him, juho will never know –– but his determination is moot as fingers wrap around jaewon’s cock that is practically bulging out underneath his pants; a low rumble in appreciation as fingers quietly stroke and pull at the hardened member clothed by underwear. the tip of his pinked tongue peeks between his plump lips, licking at the salty skin that’s placed upon his opening as heavy-lidded eyes continue to stare at the younger –– barely managing to speak with his scratch of his raw throat. he, instead, finds more comfort and taking the nimble digit into his mouth and licking at it with short strokes, wide eyes and flushed cheeks evident. “ jaewon, i’m so hard –– ” juho whines as his hips begin to pick up speed with erratic thrusts. “ i want you fuck me right now. ”

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gcldenhearts.

    Fuck. He was going to get hooked on this boy. This beautiful boy that was making the most delicious sounds he’s ever heard. So damn responsive to Jaewon’s every touch that it only served to make the chef eager for more. His moan is the response to Juho’s question, grip tightening on his ass as he feels his excitement grow, straining uncomfortably against his pants. He wanted them off, yet he was enjoying having the other straddling him like this way too much. “Mhmm, patience baby.” Ironic, seeing how his own patience was growing very little at that very moment. “Just keep this up a little longer and I’ll make sure it’ll be worth your while,” he promises, hooked eyes watching the other as his hands slip from his ass to his waist once again to guide his hips to continue grinding against him. Once that goal has been reached, his fingers move to his dress shirt, unbuttoning it as the heat was growing to become quite uncomfortable. The white fabric wasn’t discarded yet however, instead Jaewon remains in the same position, cocky grin in place as he watched Juho move on top of him. God, how lovely this same position would be with his cock stuffed down Juho’s tight hole, delicious golden skin on display just for him.

          jaewon was ultimately going to be the death of him, juho figures as he hears the familiar low groan that spills out of the younger’s lips –– juho immediately responds by chasing after that elicit noise with his mouth and dips forward for a searing kiss that adds more heat to his lower groin. his pants were straining to the point of uncomfortable tightness at this point, desperately seeking comfort in rubbing his clothed member against the other’s. he’s mewling at with soft moans and whines of desperation because patience was something that he was never good at, in need to be pushed down into the sheets and be thoroughly fucked right there and then ( delirious mind even thinking more filth than usual ). “ –– but i don’t wanna wait, ” juho whines against the other’s lips as soon as he watches the other’s fingers quickly work on his dress shirt, though not particularly shrugging it off his shoulders quite yet as the smooth skin of jaewon’s toned upper body soon comes into view. he wonders if jaewon’s putting on a pretty sight for juho on purpose –– with bemused hair, bruised lips, upper half shown on displayed because god, was it working as his continues to desperately roll his ass against the other’s clothed cock. despite the other’s ushering words, he can’t be patient –– not when he’s got the pretty boy from the elevator underneath him like this so his fingers start to get greedy, dipping into the inside of other’s pants to brush against the fabric of jaewon’s underwear, ultimately cupping the hardened member. “ i want you so much. ”

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gcldenhearts.

    He could feel the others excitement, so desperate and ready for Jaewon that he could only smile at the mere idea. It wasn’t just the way that Juho’s hands would roam his body or the way he was panting and whiny for Jaewon. Sure, they were a dead give away, only adding fuel to Jaewon’s fire. But feeling the other press against him already had Jaewon’s lips spilling a low groan, easily allowing them to be captured by the older male. But god, when he feels his hips rolling against him, the cook feels his mind spinning, a light shudder travelling down his spine on the process while his hold tightens upon Juho’s waist. “Keep doing that, baby,” he encourages, dark hues looking through brown bangs.

          it was like the other’s words were fueling juho’s internal fire; every touch, every kiss, every soft use of the word ‘baby’ that escaped jaewon’s sinful lips made juho’s body react in a way that he hadn’t known –– being depraved of physical affection for so, so long. with the low press of his backside that rubbed deliciously alongst the hardness that was pressed against the seams of jaewon’s pants, juho can’t help but mewl in pleasure, fingers rubbing every inch of skin that could be reached alongst the younger’s body as soft kisses were pressed against jaewon’s jaw, breathing becoming heavier at every push against him. “ do you like that –– ? ” juho murmurs quietly into the darkness that surrounds them as fingers start dancing along the top of the other’s pants, fighting the urge to slip his hand underneath as he so desperately wanted; not until he gets the green light, the words of permission that would ignite juho’s fire.

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gcldenhearts.

    Fingers roam his abdomen, eyes following them in the process as he feels his lips part lightly. Juho was so god damn handsome – his skin so soft beneath his calloused tips. For a split moment Jaewon considers how in the world Juho was real, how it could be that he had been so blind all this time and needed wine to process that fact. But his thoughts are easily vanished as he is being guided down, watching the other curiously in anticipation of his next move. His touch was so feather light, it only caused Jaewon’s fingers to tighten on his waist before roaming down once again, pressing against his ass instead. Although this certainly wasn’t Jaewon’s favourite position, he allowed the other a small amount of the control, leaning up to capture the older’s lips once again as he pressed him down against his own hips.

          it wasn’t about control or heeding but the fact that juho was desperate for any amount of physical contact that jaewon was letting him receive as the elder practically keened to be touched –– whether it’d be the other’s fingertips digging brutally into his hips, waist, ass or the heat that coursed through the tent in his pants as jaewon led him down with smooth, sensual motions. it was the little noises that were elicited from the back of his throat, a low moan or rumble from his chest as soon as his lower half made contact with something unfamiliar and hard, and it takes everything in juho’s power not to beg for more, more, more. he’s too busy kissing those plump and sinful lips to bother, fingers desperately seeking warmth as they slide underneath jaewon’s shirt, all while rolling his hips against the friction that felt too delicious to stop. he’s drunk, he’s well aware of that fact now, but now he’s a drunk and whining mess that’s straining uncomfortably in his jeans and silently begging to be touched. 

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gcldenhearts.

    His voice sounds like velvet each time Jaewon’s name spills from his lips and it is stirring something within the male, heat spreading towards his fingertips. They itch, longing to touch Juho anywhere they possibly can reach. Once the sweater is off, Jaewon inhales deeply, almost as if freed from the warm confines of his clothing. Tilting his head slightly, the chef only allows more space for Juho’s lips to roam, a low moan escaping him at the sensation. His own petals form a smile at the other’s words, amused that Juho would allow him to use such a degrading nickname for his hyung, better yet, that he would actually like it. Kicking his shoes off, Jaewon is being distracted briefly, the task seemingly more difficult when the other’s lips glide over his. But once they’re off, Jaewon is slowly walking them back until the edge of Juho’s bed hits the back of his legs. Moving to sit down, he tugs the other between his legs, hand hooked behind Juho’s thigh as his gaze remains upon the other’s. Lust fills his dark orbs before his hands roam beneath the fabric of the other’s shirt, following the small dips on his abdomen as his lips part lightly.

          there’s some unspoken accomplishment as soon as juho hears the soft flutter of the other’s sweater landing onto the wooden floors behind them, not that bedding another person without those feelings would stir up any sort of accomplishment inside of juho –– no, it’s the warmth that he gradually builds at the back of his throat at seeing jaewon like this, silently in need of juho’s fingers, juho’s mouth, juho. the elder backs the other far into the dimly lit room until he could feel an obstruction in the process, jaewon falling onto the cushions of the bedding as the other’s knees hit the edge of the comforter. juho takes the opportunity to stand in the opening of jaewon’s parted legs, fingers making quick work to lift his own shirt from his toned torso and let the intruding fabric fall helplessly onto the floor before reaching out and pushing the other onto his back, quickly climbing over to loom over the familiar face. calloused palms rest upon a clothed and rather broad chest as juho leans back down and closes the space between jaewon and himself, lips brushing quietly over the younger’s jaw. “ kiss me again, ” he murmurs in between hushed whispers and labored breathing as optimistic eyes continue to stare down.

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gcldenhearts.

    Everything about Juho was intoxicating at that very moment, the way his plump lips would smooth over Jaewon’s own, the way his fingertips seemed so damn eager as they roamed his skin or the way his voice has become an almost permanent whine for Jaewon. Everything about it was intoxicating. Stumbling bodies collide with walls occasionally as the two of them try to manoeuvre through the apartment, Jaewon finally helping the other to get his jacket off. Two more layers – his sweater that had become much too warm and the dress shirt that lay beneath it. Juho’s fingertips only added extra heat to his already warmed up skin, body moving into the touch on its own accord as his own hands slowly move towards the other’s butt, giving a firm squeeze as he tugs Juho closer. “Patience baby boy,” he tells him, lips separating for a small moment to allow his taunting voice to escape. Jaewon was fully aware of the fact that Juho was the older one between them, but frankly, he couldn’t care less. The pet name suited him and he wasn’t about to take it back.

          the reddening of his cheeks and the elicit groan that escapes his raspy throat was solely to blame on the fact that the temperature had raised monumentally since juho had entered his apartment –– and not the fact that jaewon, ever so handsome and always quiet jaewon, had called him that sweetening nickname, coming from those pinked lips that juho couldn’t stop kissing. he had shed his shoes and socks upon the messy way towards the bedroom, the constant bump and grind as nimble fingers attempted to strip away of all those unnecessary clothing that jaewon had seemed to pile onto his body for that night; juho tugs away another one of jaewon’s sweatesr before grabbing onto the folds of the other’s dress shirt, pulling until lips meet the radiating pulse of the other’s neck. “ jaewon-ah. don’t tease –– ” he murmurs briefly as fingers make quick to unbutton the other’s shirt as quickly as he could, attempting his best despite his drunken efforts and constant distractions due to jaewon’s lips being so soft. he pulls jaewon quickly into the darkened bedroom before the other could protest. “ good thing ‘m like it when you call me that. ”

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gcldenhearts.

    He was amused – amused by the way that Juho fiddles with his keys. How he seemed much too distracted to even focus upon such a small and simple task. It probably became increasingly difficult as Jaewon kept his touch lingering upon his waist, fully aware of it as well. “Good,” Jaewon simply speaks, knowing that he couldn’t even bother with wine at that very moment. He was much too occupied with Juho’s hands crawling upon his skin and the taste of his lips. But when the door finally opens, Jaewon follows the other male’s guidance and allows his feet to drag him inside. Wrapping his arms around Juho’s neck, he allows their lips to collide once again, tongue pushing past lips to get a taste of the alcohol in his mouth. Kicking the door shut behind him, the two are surrounded by the darkness of the apartment, only small glimpses of the starry night sky illuminating the place. Jaewon tugs the other closer by the waist, lips moving towards his jaw to press soft kisses against it before dragging his tongue teasingly along the exposed skin.

          starry-eyed like the light that shone upon their bodies, juho longed for a picture. it was just the urgent need that jaewon desperately held back and finally exposed until this day that juho was basking in –– the urgent push and pull of nimble fingers on exposed fabrics, the nip tuck of lips that refused to let up from the other’s, drunk on the younger’s scent or the hard liquor that was earlier consumed, it didn’t matter to juho. ( jaewon’s little grunts were the only thing that mattered. ) then there were lips on his jaw, consuming him as whole. it felt all too good for wine, too good to stop, too good for anything other than the thought of having jaewon on his bed. there was an urge towards juho’s fingers as they entered his apartment, desperately shoving the other’s jacket off while futile steps silently lead towards the blank hallway that descends into the bedroom, all while licking deliciously at the bottom lip at was currently held gently between his lips. “ c’mon –– off, off, ” juho murmured against the kiss, not resting until the jacket lays helplessly upon the wooden floor of the apartment before fingers find the smooth patch of skin that awaited juho underneath jaewon’s shirt. “ want t’ see you. more of you. please. ”

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gcldenhearts.

    Being this close to the other was intoxicating – feeling the other’s hips pressed against his each time he was being pulled closer. Beckoned into the sweet embrace of the elevator boy. That, and the sound that escaped the other’s lips only fuelled Jaewon’s desire for him. If he was already this responsive, Jaewon could only imagine how lovely the other would sound if they were to play out any of the scenarios that rattle through his mind as his lips collide with Juho’s. He doesn’t need much convincing, simply nods at the other’s request because oh god, he definitely wants to go home with him. He definitely wants to ignore any complications and simply feel Juho’s hands and mouth upon his body. Jaewon swears he can even feel himself shudder lightly as those plump pair of lips meet the sensitive skin of his neck. “Wine sounds nice, yeah,” he mutters, taking the small excuse that he was given. Hearing the ‘ding’ before the elevator doors slide open, Jaewon doesn’t even bother to look up and instead steals another kiss before speaking. “Take me with you, Juho.”

          subtle confirmation of promised wine and lingering touches was all it took for juho, chuckling softly into their shared kiss before fingers wrap themselves onto jaewon’s sleeve and tugging until they’re both situated outside of the elevator and in front of juho’s apartment door. but it became clear how much of a challenge it was to pull out his keys and unlock his front door when all juho wanted to do was kiss jaewon, alcohol laying heavy on his tongue as the taste of the other male became a form of drug –– and the two are known to never mix well. with one hand blindly fumbling to stick his key into the knock, juho uses the opportunity to snake his free hand underneath the soft fabric of the other’s sweater, fingertips pressing against jaewon’s heated ribcage with only one mindset running through his thoughts. “ i have wine –– lots, ” juho murmurs with some softness that challenges his own humoring personality and a grin to match, lips continuing to sneak kisses onto the other’s lip here and there until juho has to turn around towards his front door all because his drunken fingers don’t seem to understand how keys work at the moment. it takes a minute but he finally gets the dumb obstacle to open, laughing brightly before turning around and grabbing the other by the front of his shirt once more, pulling jaewon into a messy kiss as they stumble inside.

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gcldenhearts.

    The way nimble fingers grab a hold of his coat, Jaewon can’t help but be amused. Was the elevator actually going to make a move on him? Was he willing to put his heart on the line? Jaewon concluded that Juho was as much a fool for him as he was growing to be for him. Allowing the other to tug him closer, dark hues watch him with curiosity, waiting for those few seconds to pass before he can ( finally )  feel those plump lips upon his. Those lips that had grown ever alluring to him, how they smacked together, how they stretched into one of those annoying smiles or even how they would pout in a way that only seemed endearing when Juho did it. Everything about them had drawn Jaewon in, and now he finally got a taste of them. His hands still rest upon the other’s waist, slowly pushing him against the wall of the elevator as he allows his lips to slide over Juho’s. His kiss shows the thinly veiled patience that Jaewon possesses with the alcohol in his system. He was eager, even so much that he dares to pull the soft flesh of Juho’s bottom lip between his teeth. 

          juho’s back makes brief contact with one of the elevator’s walls but the male is too intoxicated on heavy amounts of liquor and jaewon to be bothered with the impact, feeling himself smile against the smooth glide of their lips as soon as juho is able to close the distance between them two without a daring thought. it’s much nicer than he had imagined, ironically enough, but all juho can feel is how soft jaewon’s lips were or the nice musk that fills juho’s senses as nimble fingers tug, grab, pull on jaewon’s coat until he’s close enough to feel the other’s lithe form pressed against his own. he can’t help but let out a small whine in the back of his throat at the pull of his lower lip, something that’s low and needy which resembles juho’s impulse for that night before he lets go of the other’s jacket, letting nimble fingers skirt upon the hem of jaewon’s shirt, experimentally. “ come home wit’ me, ” juho murmurs quietly between kisses but there’s that obvious warmth and familiar smile that’s caught in his throat, dipping lower to pepper smaller kisses upon the other’s jawline with tugging on the other’s shirt. “ i h’ve more of that –– that wine you like, ” he continues softly against the flesh of the other’s neck before straightening forward, pressing his lips once again onto jaewon’s almost as if that promise was sealed with a kiss.

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gcldenhearts.

    It was an odd change, how Jaewon actually enjoyed having the other around now that alcohol was running through his veins. Like his tolerance had grown and he suddenly wasn’t able to keep fighting himself over it. Jaewon was quite aware of how attractive the other was and it sure became more and more obvious on this night that he wasn’t able to ignore that anymore, simply pulled in when the other kept on mentioning his name between giggles and whispers – a way to set his mind racing, wondering what it would sound like tangled in a moan. Feeling the other pull on him, Jaewon moves closer, one hand resting softly against his waist as he tilts his head to the side. The action is one that is new to the two of them, yet Jaewon can’t get himself to feel uncomfortable about it. He likes how the other easily accepts the gesture instead and he simply tugs him closer to show the other that perhaps Juho had become more than just the guy he sees on the elevator each morning. “Hmhm,” a small nod was given, almost certain he knows what Juho has in mind. Jaewon certainly wasn’t oblivious but he isn’t able to ignore the excitement bubbling up in him as he looks back at the other, his lips curving into a light smile but before he can even answer, doors slide open to allow them into the all too familiar space, his fingers moving to press the second and fourth floor. “Can you try what?” He nudges the other to continue, brows rising to show a hint of playfulness. A rather rare gesture.

          if it were under any other circumstances, juho would jut out his lower lip and whine at the other’s words; he was able to hear the slight hint of a teasing undertone in jaewon’s voice that made his chest warm uncomfortably, whether it’d be the fact that jaewon had pushed them into the enclosed space that was the elevator that had finally arrived or the hand that settles on his waist, a foreign but comfortable feeling that juho almost longs for for contact. but instead, he finds the grin that’s stained on his pinked lips growing an inch wider as fingers tightened around jaewon’s, pulling until his own fingers untangle themselves to grasp the folds of jaewon’s jacket. “ babo, ” juho whispers into the confined space and shakes his head, letting out a soft chuckle in reply before pulling on the fabric that’s between the tips of his fingers, smiling. “ –– ‘m going to kiss you now, okay? ” and he waits a beat or two; juho waits for the words of decline or a shove for him to get away because juho shouldn’t kiss boys that he meets in elevators, that’s not smart. but this isn’t any other boy ... this was jaewon. drunk or not, it doesn’t occur to him that they may be consequences because they’re drunk, they’re happy, and juho would do anything to get that familiar grin sitting upon the other’s lips as long as he’s around. he waits for the elevator doors to close to finally give into the tension, hearing the click of the shutting obstacle before pulling jaewon closer and closer until warm lips meet softened ones and juho closes his eyes, lost in the warmth.

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gcldenhearts.

    Perhaps Jaewon prided himself in not being easily affected by alcohol, especially when he noticed what a stumbling mess Juho had become. Alcohol usually took its effect much later, so he could understand the other’s actions when he got off the bar stool. But even in the other’s intoxicated state, his smile shone bright and it had caused Jaewon’s frozen heart to softly melt. Hence why he allowed his fingers to lace with the other’s, why he allows Juho to linger this much. Perhaps he had accustomed to the other. But the evening breeze was welcomed by his dazing mind, feet dragging them along the pavement making Jaewon aware that perhaps, he wasn’t as sober as he had made himself out to be. Even more so when he hears his name in the other’s mouth, the soft giggles allowing his own lips to curve up lightly. It was a wonderful sound to him, childlike in a way that Jaewon never got to experience himself. Almost like a dream. He supposed there was truth behind Juho’s words, he did feel happier in that moment. His guard wasn’t up as high as it usually was, small bricks falling down from the wall as the other was able to peek through. He hums, trying to ignore the way his stomach seemed to turn at the other’s confession. Jaewon is more than aware of the feelings that Juho had evolved for him, but he wasn’t able to reciprocate – wasn’t able to allow himself to do so. “Let’s just get you home, hm?” He suggests, even when he desperately wants to tug the other’s closer and press his lips to Juho’s, taste the liquor upon his lips, allow himself to let go for once. Instead, he squeezes the other’s hand before fishing his keys out of his coat pocket and unlocking the door towards the entry hall of the apartment complex.

          it wasn’t the fact that juho was a lightweight but the fact was –– juho was an embarrassingly and quite unfortunate lightweight. it was obvious the exact moment when he had started seeing two sidewalks instead of one and grew undeniable urge to kiss jaewon because wow, was the man always so pretty? juho smiles at the thought because jaewon wasn’t just pretty; the man was something out of an adventure, mysterious and alluring in all the right ways, and despite the constant push and pull between the two, juho could comfortably say that jaewon was his friend and maybe ... maybe there was a possibility that jaewon even liked him more than a friend. as the night continued on, juho’s hopes reached to a new high as well as his tolerance for the night, and further thoughts of that night halted the minute jaewon managed to open their complex’s front doors, juho rushing to stumble in from the renounced cold and strung the other along with wide eyes and a bright grin that could only mean newfound joy that’s brought into that head of hair. “ jaewon-ah, ” juho murmurs happily, reaching to press the upwards arrow button for the elevators before turning around, pulling on familiar fingers until he feels the other’s body heat up close and personal as brown hues stared curiously at jaewon’s. the wait for the elevator was longer than he had originally thought and the change in temperature was odd, like he needed a fixed constant near his body to keep him sane. he wondered what it would be like to have jaewon’s lips pressed against his own. “ can i –– ? ” juho voice is smaller now, so much smaller, as eyes dip lower for a brief moment before pulling up once more. “ can i try s’mthing, jaewon-ah? ”

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gcldenhearts.

    Time had seemed to pass by faster than ever with the restaurant booming and Jaewon getting used to sharing the elevator with an overexcited pup – i mean, Juho. Perhaps the morning ritual was even becoming a cause for his heart to feel a little less heavy when going to work, but Jaewon wouldn’t be caught dead admitting to that fact. However, the fact that he allowed Juho’s hand to rest upon his thigh was already giving that away – especially considering the fact that he could feel the skin beneath the fabric of his jeans tingle whenever the other would move his fingers ever so slightly. The tingle almost as intoxicating as the red wine that stained his lips, perhaps even more so, but Jaewon wouldn’t let it show. Instead, his lips are curved into that same makeshift smile as he eyes the other male speaking his name. “You think?” He quirks a bow, leaning back into the bar stool before taking another sip of his drink, appreciating the deep flavour. But when Juho looks at him like that, his fingers tightening on his thigh, Jaewon has to sink his teeth down on his lip, not entirely sure what works could escape him at this rate. So, he uses that small moment to formulate an appropriate answer, legs uncrossing before slowly getting up from his seat. “Maybe we should get you home then?” His body turns lightly to shove some money towards the bartender, telling them to keep the change before holding out a hand for Juho to help him out of his chair.

          it’s the thought of riding the same elevator in that same state of mind that gets juho grinning madly and face flushing deeper than before; the bar happened to be not that far away from their shared complex and juho, ever the excited and friendly male, tells jaewon so –– with a chatterbox of a mouth and a smile that never dies. it almost wavers though; the moment his hand falls short from jaewon’s thigh as the other stands up to leave and juho downright pouts at the loss of contact but immediately making the jut of his lower lip disappear as soon as the angelic male offers his hand. “ maybe –– maybe we sh’ld get on home, ” juho wholeheartedly agreed with a bright laugh, linking calloused fingers with nimble ones and suddenly, the room had grew twenty degrees hotter. he slides out of his chair with ease ... until it takes a few steps for juho to realize that maybe he is more drunk than he originally thought because he stumbles once or twice but manages to squeeze the other’s palm in reassurance that yes, he’s fine if he ignores the constant longing to just push jaewon against the nearest wall and ... yeah –– he’s fine. juho pulls and pulls, and pulls, until they’re out in the streets and the cool midnight breeze brushes against juho’s skin before turning around and quirking a brow at the other. their respective apartments are only a mere five minutes away but juho somehow feels like he’s getting more drunk by the minute. “ jaewon-ah, ” juho murmurs with a whispered giggle as his thumb slowly caresses against soft skin. “ you k’ow you’re more happier when you’re drunk ‘nd i like it. i like you, you big –– big grump. ” 

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          heat, heat, heat. there was a rising warmth that surrounded juho; whether it’d be his flushed cheeks, the heavy atmosphere that the bar held after taking a handful amount of shots, or the fact that jaewon hadn’t bothered to shove his resting palm off of it’s comfortable spot resting upon the other’s upper thigh but he supposed they were both too far gone to even bother with formalities at this point –– juho just tipsy happy over the fact that the other male that he so longed desired to get closer towards had finally accepted his invitation out for drinks. his brain-to-mouth filter seems to agree as well, immediately voicing his thoughts with a heavy tongue and wide eyes. “ jae –– jaewon-ah, ” juho murmurs before reaching over to bump his shoulders with the other, enjoying the brief moment of contact but it was ultimately due to the fact that he couldn’t even sit still. ( but even drunk, jaewon still looks devilishly good and it’s unfair, really. all this ‘ you can look but not touch ’ sort of ideal and it’s killing juho. ) “ jaewon-ah, i think –– i think ‘m a lil’ drunk, ” juho continues, taking the silence he receives as a cue to go on because suddenly, his fingers tighten around the other’s leg with a firm squeeze and a bashful but rather drunken grin settles upon his lips. “ ‘nd i just wanted to thank you for coming out wit’ me tonight but if i don’t leave right now, i might –– i might kiss you but i ... i can’t ‘cause that’s a ... big no-no so maybe we sh’ld call it a night. ” / ( @gcldenhearts )