Holiday: I’ll write our characters celebrating a holiday together.
Christmas was possibly Sungjong’s favourite time of the year - the snow creating a thick blanket beneath his feet that crunched with every new step, the fairy lights hung throughout the streets and the hot chocolate carts dotted along almost every road. It was beautiful, and calming, and though Sungjong wouldn’t usually want to spend time with someone else out on the streets, heading for a Christmas market, he couldn’t help but be cheerful - or well, cheerful for Sungjong.
Keeping close to the shorter, simply for shared warmth, Sungjong pointed to a stall selling hoddeok and hot chocolate, bouncing on the balls of his feet. “Let’s get that! C’mon!”
Sungjong wouldn’t ever admit to grabbing Jimin’s hand in excitement and dragging him along to the stall with a childish smile on his lips, grinning from ear to ear as if the hoddeok was Santa Claus.
By comparison, Seokjin is a lot taller, and as such entirely equipped for spotting, say, struggling shorter people who seem to be having trouble keeping their heads above water. Jin isn’t even supposed to be out here, but his new sugar daddy ( who, for the purposes of today’s adventures, will not be named for the sake of confidentiality ) had insisted in seeing him in board shorts. This and his clear skin obviously was a sight to behold. Observing him was certainly what his new paramour ( read: scam target ) was doing, and Seokjin didn’t rightly mind all too much, because this way he was left to ponder and plan on how to get away from this scam with the most he can get away with.
Seokjin, in wading through the water, saw a head of hair coupled with flailing arms, and since he couldn’t exactly expose that he was a card, he leisurely waded through the water, occasionally patting down the ballooning board shorts on his way to this unfortunate, shorter person. The water was up to his shoulders; the other guy, not so much.
“Okay -- okay,” he said, trying to keep his face away from flailing hands ( he didn’t want to be slapped by accident ) as he tried to grab an arm and pull the guy up. “C’mon, up and at ‘em.”
Said man sputtered and coughed up sea water. On him. If Jin was in a worse mood he would’ve let go completely, but instead pulled the guy towards him and let the male cling onto his chest.
“Why’d you get so far out if you didn’t know how to swim?” he asks, half-amused, half-perplexed. This man was much warmer than the water -- a sensation that has Jin pulling him much closer.
“I know,” came the indignant, coarse answer. “I know how to swim. Got...stuck on something, that’s all.”
“Let me guess -- it was gross, slimy, and kinda scratchy.”
“Y-yeah! How’d you --,”
Jin turned around, laughing, and headed for shore. “That’s kelp.”“...”
“So, would you say that I saved your life?”
“...I could’ve swam.”
“You were doing a fine job of it.” Jin adjusts his grip, ends up trying to carry the man halfway to shore, palms on his ….ass -- then at his thighs, encouraging the guy to cling onto him properly. “There’s one thing I want to know in return.” He presumed the silence and the arms around his neck meant to continue.
“...Do you think if I dive down deep enough I’ll end up in Aquador?”
He could see the way the other’s body shook, so out of instinct he reached out and pulled the other close.
“A jacket would have been smart.” he teased his younger friend, “But you can’t seem to think of taking care of yourself, can you?”
The grumble he got in return caused Howon to release a peal of laughter. Still, he kept his arm heavy around the short man’s shoulders; making sure to share his body street as they made their way down the road.
Howon has never been one to explore much into the world of ‘sex’, but he knows for a fact that having his partner donned in black skin tight leather would not be out of the question. If anything, he would appreciate the way the leather feels against his skin as he ravishes his lover.
Spanking:
A good light slap to one’s rear seems to be alright, but he wouldn’t go farther than that - just not his thing.
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