Summary: Jaehwan's prank doesn't quite turn out the way he wanted it to.
Pairing: Cha Hakyeon x Jung Taekwoon x Lee Hongbin (OT3 NeoBin); implied Lee Jaehwan x Han Sanghyuk
Rating: T
Words: 1300+
A/N: I actually wrote this and posted it on AO3 a long time ago but I just realised now that I didn’t post it here lmao... Just a short thing kind of based on a vine a watched before. Also an excuse to write NeoBin haha
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There is the sound of fiddling along with blurred colors before the camera is finally righted and a face comes onto the screen. The man grins widely and starts wiggling two of his fingers beside his cheek. “Bbuing bbuing~ bbuing bbuing~ Here we are again for another pranking session with Kenken and Hyoggi~!” He blows a kiss, and then follows it with a wink.
“Unfortunately, Hyukkie won’t be here today. He has a gross test to go to and had to skip on this episode.” The sentence is ended with a pout, but the grin comes back just as quickly. “But we’re gonna video this awesome-ly so he can have something to watch later hihi~ Don’t worry Hyukkie, I got you! Leave this to your beloved Jaehwannie~”
There’s more fumbling and the screen goes dark as his hand covers the lens. “Omo omo omo! How do you adju— ah! There we go!” The man comes back on screen. This time, he is further away from the camera and more of the background is seen as he steadies his hold on the monopod. “I’m back~ Sorry ‘bout that! Not used to this GoPro yet. My precious baby brother got it for me from Japan~ I’m gonna show him on camera next time so you guys can see how awesome our genes are. But he’s not allowed to date so, before anyone asks, nope, no one touches my cute baby brother. I’m cuter than him though! Right Hyukkie? You better say yes when you see this!” His mock-indignant look is then replaced by a smile. “Anyway, notice how everything’s clearer now? See, see?” He then twirls around to show his point – exposing the rather cozy living room he is in.
“Do you guys recognize the place? Yes, that’s right, it’s the infamous HakWoon apartment~” Jaehwan giggles as he pulls the camera nearer and whispers theatrically. “And that means this is another segment of HakWoon pranking session, hihi!”
Jaehwan distances the camera from his face while continuing to talk. “So you probably know how this is gonna go – but just in case it’s not Hyukkie or me watching this – which would be really bad coz Taekwoon-hyung said he was gonna kill me if we posted these segments on our Youtube channel – I’ll tell you how this is gonna go. Because I’m an awesome professional even if no one else is going to see my genius.” He lets out a dramatic sigh at that, looking genuinely disappointed at the prospect of not being able to share his ‘genius’. “Taekwoon-hyung’s a big sourpuss, but don’t tell him I told you that. Anyway, as you all know – or maybe don’t know – Hakyeon-hyung and Taekwoon-hyung are the most hilarious victi—err, prank recipients that have ever graced our channel. They’re so easy to prank, I swear! Go check out our other videos of them. They’re seriously funny! You gotta see Hakyeon-hyung’s high-pitched scream, haha! Anyway, they’ve been dating for, like, three months now – finally! Am I right?” Jaehwan almost drops the camera as he throws his hands up in the air to punctuate his sentence. He curses and fumbles with the device again.
“But yeah, they’re dating now but they’re really quiet about their relationship. It’s kinda a let-down coz Yeonnie-hyung used to tell me about these things!” Jaehwan pouts again and points an accusing finger at the camera. “Hyungie, this is your fault! I’m really nosy you know – pun intended. Wow, I’m hilarious!” He says with a laugh. “So, okay basically this segment happened so we can catch what kind of naughty-naughty they’ve been up to behind closed doors.” Jaehwan gives the camera a grin not unlike the memes used for making innuendos – with his head tilted downwards and eyes looking upwards at the lens.
“Don’t worry, this is completely PG! We’re just going to catch the morning after, hehe.” Jaehwan starts walking backwards through the living room, making quick glances behind him while still narrating to the camera. “So far, we’ve found out that they use handcuffs and Yeonnie-hyung wears wigs sometimes.” Jaehwan snickers. “Ahhh, these hyungs are kinky, I love it!” he finally stops in front of a door and lowers his voice. “What kind of depravity do you think we’re gonna see today?” He nears his face towards the camera again and whispers. “Are you ready?”
After a moment of suspenseful silence, Jaehwan’s hand closes around the door knob. He looks at the camera and silently counts down – his grin growing wider as he mouths the number ‘one’.
Jaehwan promptly throws the door open with a loud bang and lets out a high-pitched screech.
“What the he--” Thud. “JAEHWAN!”
“Wakey-wakey, lovebirds! Time to meet the beautiful sunshine~” Jaehwan loudly announces while flicking the light-switch on. The darkness that had met the camera before disappears and reveals clothes scattered across the carpeted floor, a lamp shade fallen off the nightstand, bags haphazardly thrown to the sides, and a very large bed with a disgruntled man glaring at Jaehwan – clearly naked underneath the comforter if the amount of tan skin displayed is any indication. There is a pale hand that rests just above the man’s waist, which just confirmed that he indeed wasn’t alone.
“Morning Hakyeon-hyung? How was last night?” Jaehwan greets, as if he isn’t at the receiving end of a very displeased scowl. “Looks like you had a rough one with Taekwoon-hyung. Do I need to get a wheelchair?”
“Is this another prank? Ugh, give me a good reason why I shouldn’t sic Taekwoon at you right now.” The man – Hakyeon – groans while rubbing his hand against his cheek in what appears to be exasperation. His voice is still slightly laced with sleep, but his words are clear.
Jaehwan didn’t seem to be bothered though as he walks further into the room. “Coz he’s still asleep and he doesn’t like getting up early.”
“I can get up to kill you.” Is the muffled response from behind Hakyeon. The threatening guy steadies himself on his elbows as he glares over Hakyeon’s shoulder – his sharp eyes ready to kill.
Jaehwan only grins. “Good morning to you too, Taekwoonie-hyung~” He replies cheerfully. “So what kind of nasty-nasty did you do this time? There’s no handcuffs anywhere, or a wig on Yeonnie-hyung. Spanking? BDSM? Oooh, pet-kink? C’mon share share~ The audience wants to know~”
“Jaehwan I swear to god--”
“Awww, don’t be shy. What is it? Aside from it being intense coz we kinda got that from the state of your room. It wasn’t this messy the last time. Tell me tell me!”
“Go away Jae—”
“What’s going on?” An almost inaudible voice cuts in.
Everyone seems to freeze in place at the new voice that definitely did not come from Jaehwan, Hakyeon, or Taekwoon.
The sheets between Hakyeon and Taekwoon move and another tuft of hair starts to emerge from underneath the covers. Jaehwan’s eyes widen and his jaw drops as another person sits up – bare as the other two on his either side. “What time is it?” He asks, appearing to be unaware of how three people were staring at him – one in shock and the other two looking worried.
The silence stretches before it’s broken by an incredulous yell of “HONGBIN?!” and the said man looks up, his eyes wide in surprise.
The camera falls on the floor, only showing the carpet, the scattered clothes, and Jaehwan’s shoes that marches towards the bed.
“H-hyung?!”
“WHAT IS THIS?!”
“Let us explain--”
“YOU DEFILED HONGBIN!?”
“Hyung, can we jus-”
“GET OUT OF THAT BED RIGHT NOW! HOW COULD YOU STAY NAKED BETWEEN NAKED MEN WITH ME PRESENT?!”
“You aren’t supposed to barge into—“
“NO EXCUSES! OUT! OUT!”
“Jaehwan, calm down.”
“YOU TOOK HIS CHASTITY I’M NOT GONNA CALM D— CHA HAKYEON, JUNG TAEKWOON, GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BABY BROTHER!”
Pairing/s: Jung Taekwoon X Lee Hongbin X Cha Hakyeon
Words: 150+
A/N: I’ve been deep into NeoBin recently and this plot just came to mind when Leo’s MV teaser came out and I don’t know why arifjo
★★★
Ebony hair went well with the pure ivory colour of lilies. Dark tresses beautifully fanning over fair petals in a dance of contrasts. Long eyelashes kissed high-cheekbones in peaceful slumber.
Elegant tan fingers entwined with delicate porcelain ones where the sea of white interweaved with a forest of red so dark it was almost black.
Silver hair went well with the abyss-like hue of deep red roses. Light strands tangling with dark blossoms in a gorgeous display of inverse. Pink pillowy lips apart in an almost sensual manner.
They really were quite lovely like this – laid out among symbols of beauty which highlighted their own. Heads pillowed on opposite ends yet curled towards each other in an ideal imitation of yin and yang, with only their fingers touching.
Taekwoon couldn’t help but smile softly at the ethereal sight.
The scarlet on Hakyeon’s chest and also across Hongbin’s neck stood out quite wonderfully as well. The only vivid colour in the breath-taking scene.
Taekwoon’s stained fingers brushed along the canvas, tainting it in vibrant crimson.
My piece for the ST★RTIST June project on Twitter! This is actually super late coz work life is hectic and I’m having trouble finding the time to draw but I can’t forgive myself if I didn’t at least try to finish it! The theme was Heavenly Demons... (basically MET Gala x Demon VIXX) 8D
Loosely based on different Catholic Art figures. Leo and Hongbin are based on Ecclesia & Synagoga - two figures often depicted together as the representation of the Church and the Jewish Synagogue. They also sometimes represent the Old & New testaments.
Ecclesia is often depicted with a crown, a lance and a chalice. If they are depicted in the crucifixion, Ecclesia is usually shown catching the blood of Christ with her chalice. Synagoga is often depicted blindfolded with a broken lance and the scriptures slipping out of her hands. However, sometimes she is also depicted with the head of a goat, symbolising the sacrificial practices in the old testament.
N is based on Christ the King, though his crown is heavily influenced by the crown of thorns from the crucifixion to match the images of Ecclesia (Leo) & Synagoga (Hongbin). However, far from being crucified, it shows that he now rules the heavens.
A/N: Just a bite of things to come. Part of my Playboy Bunny verse.
Pairing: Neobin; Leobin
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: uhh...d/s themes
Under the cut for nsfw!
Before they were six, initially it had only been Hakyeon, Taekwoon and Hongbin in the mansion. Before Wonshik was recruited, Hakyeon had explained to Hongbin that while Taekwoon was his particular favorite (it was only Taekwoon who didn't have a separate room; he shared one with Hakyeon) neither of them had a problem if Hongbin wanted to join.
"...are you saying we'd be fuck buddies?" Hongbin had asked as he watched Taekwoon sit at Hakyeon's feet at breakfast time, licking the jam off of Hakyeon's fingers. Taekwoon had his black bunny ears on, that wasn't unusual. But the black collar on his neck meant that he was Hakyeon's pet, and it stayed on when he didn't have a client.
"No," Hakyeon said softly as he buttered a bit of toast and fed it to Taekwoon. Hongbin had to swallow--watching the way Taekwoon's tongue gently cleaned the crumbs off of Hakyeon's fingers was giving him a hard on."You'd be our lover."
The younger boy blinked and looked at Taekwoon. "Like that?"
Hakyeon replied, "if you want it that way, we can. But what I want is a playmate for Taekwoon." When Hakyeon's fingers were clean, he leaned down and kissed Taekwoon thoroughly before smiling at him. "You're such a good boy." Seeing such an intimate display made him want the same thing.
Hongbin was filled with the desire to be the one sitting at Taekwoon's feet, suckling jam and bites of food from Taekwoon's long, strong fingers.
As Playboy Master Bunny, there were times when Hakyeon had to leave the mansion. When he was younger, when Hakyeon had helped Taekwoon escape, he had been called The Shadow. It was a well-deserved nickname, Hongbin thought as he watched Taekwoon lick Hakyeon's fingers, dripping with milk. Taekwoon was often given stealth missions when they weren't entertaining clients in the mansion.
One minute Hongbin would be alone in the kitchen, pouring himself a bowl of cereal. Even before he finished pouring, Taekwoon would be there, holding the carton of milk. “Where’d you come from?” Hongbin had asked, and Taekwoon would shrug. “I happened to stop by.”
Sometimes he thought that Taekwoon could have been a vampire, or a ghost—with how quietly he seemed to move, all the time. But he had to admit, it was nice to have somebody who could assist him during the most random moments.
And whenever Hakyeon left, Taekwoon would be on edge, waiting for him to return. And it was always during these times that he would choose to sleep in Hongbin's room.
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"Hongbinnie, I'm leaving~" and it didn't matter what Hongbin would be doing at the moment; he could be washing the dishes, playing video games or working on his pole dancing technique. But he would drop everything and run towards the sound of Hakyeon's voice.
It wasn't an order, but Hongbin sincerely loved the Playboy Master Bunny's legendary goodbyes.
Today he grabbed a towel from the exercise rack and ran to the front door, just in time to see Hakyeon pin Taekwoon to the wall, sucking at his neck while a hand dipped into the waistband of Taekwoon's jeans. Hakyeon's eyes strayed away from Taekwoon's flushed and panting face when he heard Hongbin's footsteps on the carpeted floor.
He watched, hopelessly turned on as he saw Taekwoon rolling his hips against Hakyeon's. "Hyung..."
"Take care of my baby," Hakyeon whispered, giving Taekwoon's neck one last lingering suck. "I'll be back in a few days, with Intel."
Hakyeon's fingers slid out of Taekwoon's pants, drawing out a long, needy whine from the younger man. "Ssh, darling...Hongbinnie will take care of you." Hakyeon pressed sweet kisses all over Taekwoon's face before finally pulling away from him, and walking out the door.
When Hongbin double-locked the front door, Taekwoon hugged him from behind, his front pressed firmly to Hongbin's back. "You smell nice..." He smelled like a mixture of musk and green tea. Hongbin bit back a moan as he felt Taekwoon's tongue lap up stray droplets of water, pungent with his arousal.
"Kitten...kitten..." Taekwoon had Hongbin pinned against the door, his erection pressing against Hongbin's back. The elder was trembling; Hakyeon had him worked up already.
"Yes, master?" Taekwoon purred, kissing the tip of his ear. Hongbin still couldn't figure out how Hakyeon could easily turn Taekwoon into a boneless mess. "Bedroom..."
Taekwoon held onto Hongbin's arm as they walked, making their way to the Pink Bunny Room.
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"Nnnh," Taekwoon wriggled as he sat in between Hongbin's legs, spread wide to accommodate him. Hongbin had his fingers in Taekwoon's hair, the other mouthing at his crotch, teeth reaching for the hard zipper of his jeans.
"Yes, good...go on, kitten." He slowly pulled down Hongbin's zipper with his teeth, the younger helpfully lifting his hips. Taekwoon pulled Hongbin's jeans down, along with his underwear.
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"Don't use your hands." Even without Hakyeon's physical presence, his rules were still clearly embedded into their souls. Taekwoon's mouth was wet and hot, and Hongbin found it difficult not to thrust up into that smooth, hot suction.
Hongbin really wanted was for Taekwoon to spread him open and to fuck him so hard his entire religion would revolve around how loudly he could scream Taekwoon's name--but they weren't allowed to.
Hakyeon wanted to be there when Taekwoon did it; wanted to see for himself how sinful his two younger bunnies could get.
The thought of it made Hongbin push Taekwoon's head down further than normal, made the elder almost-choke around Hongbin's girth. He did enjoy the rough treatment however, as he moaned around Hongbin's cock, suckling eagerly.
He knew he made a big mistake when Hongbin looked down at Taekwoon and saw his teary eyes and messy hair, sweat pooling in his collarbones and sliding down onto his naked thighs.
"Hyung...hyung. I can't anymore...please...please fuck me."
He'd deal with Hakyeon and the bunny tail plug punishment when he came back. There was just something about seeing Taekwoon's eyes so vulnerable and innocent…it sparked something deep inside Hongbin. He wanted to be beneath him, trembling in pleasure.
But Taekwoon just smiled at him and said, in a soft loving voice--
"No, Hongbinnie." They both knew that Hakyeon expressly wanted to be there when Taekwoon took Hongbin for the first time. But that was another thing that shook Hongbin to the core. How long could his hyung be obedient towards his other lover?
With that, Hongbin groaned in frustration, his fingers tangled deep in Taekwoon’s hair. "Stop following what hyung wants for one night…and make me come.”
When Hongbin saw the glint in Taekwoon’s eyes, they were blown black and shiny, his decision clear even before Taekwoon moved forwards, pushing Hongbin towards the bed.
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When Hakyeon unlocked the door, he certainly wasn't expecting to hear the headboard banging against the wall, or the strangled sounds of "Taekwoon-hyung" echoing through the house.
Hongbin's legs were wrapped around Taekwoon's waist, long fingers pressing deep into Hongbin's hips as he was fucked into the mattress.
With one last shout of Taekwoon's name, Hongbin came, splattering his stomach and face. Taekwoon fucked him through it, with long deep thrusts until he was coming too, stilling on top of Hongbin, their foreheads pressed together. "Are you okay?" Taekwoon whispered, and Hongbin giggled, licking off the sweat hanging from Taekwoon's jaw.
"I'm fantastic."
But when Taekwoon heard a familiar voice behind him, Hongbin had never seen him so tense. Taekwoon slid out of Hongbin in one smooth stroke and he ducked beneath the covers.
"I'm home, my naughty bunnies. And I brought a playmate.
Well...he was. Might keep him to myself for a bit." Hakyeon's voice was smooth and calm, but his eyes were dark and fiery.
Taekwoon's cheeks were a deep red, and he wanted to cry. The new playmate was gorgeous, his gray bunny ears peeking out from his silver hair. In true Hakyeon fashion, he’d tended to the new bunny’s makeup and his eyes were striking; a perfect balance of slightly droopy and yet awake. It gave him a friendly look that was contrasted with his eyeliner.
But what made Taekwoon’s heart beat a little faster, what got him truly frightened was that the new bunny was wearing a pale pink ribbon on his neck…and the end of it was in Hakyeon’s hand.
“He was supposed to be for you,” Hakyeon said, looking into Hongbin’s eyes. “but since you enjoy being with your hyung—I’ll keep him for awhile longer.” The eldest bunny looked at the newcomer and said softly, “Well, seems like this is a good opportunity. I’ll show you how I punish my naughty, naughty bunnies.”
Hongbin didn’t doubt for one moment that whatever it was—Hakyeon would be sure to drive his point home.
Pairing/s: Cha Hakyeon x Jung Taekwoon x Lee Hongbin (polyamorous relationship)
Summary: AKA Why Hakyeon and Hongbin should never be allowed to bake without Taekwoon's supervision.
Rating: T (Only for language)
Word Count: 3000+
A/N: I just really wanted to write something with ChaBin trying (and failing) to bake. Also, I needed an excuse to write more NeoBin because this OT3 needs love. Slightly crack-ish? Not overly so. This is my poor attempt at humor forgive me. This was supposed to be for Valentines day but, well, I keep getting stuck on what to write //lies down and cries
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Hongbin’s deep laughter rang loudly, filling the entire apartment with its pleasant sound.
Hakyeon gave him his signature stank face, indignation present on his flour-covered features, which only served to make the younger laugh even more. However, the sound slowly died down when a very foreboding smile crawled onto Hakyeon’s lips.
“Binnie~” he crooned sweetly as his hand slowly reached into the bowl of frosting. Hongbin cringed (both at the tone and the smile because that did not mean anything good for him) and stepped back with his arms raised in a placating manner. “Hyung don’t even--” he started to say, but didn’t get to finish when he found himself with a mouthful of icing.
Hakyeon smiled smugly as he wiped his hands onto his brightly coloured apron, basking in Hongbin’s displeased glower. “Look Binnie, now you're Santa.” He teased.
Hongbin licked his lips clean of the sugary substance before replying with an annoyed “It's February, not December, old man”.
Hakyeon scrunched his nose at him and decided to wipe more icing onto Hongbin’s face.
And exasperated sigh escaped Hongbin’s lips as he towelled off the obnoxiously pink sugar that Hakyeon graciously decorated his skin with. “Very cute, Hakyeon.” he groused before continuing his previous task of mixing the ingredients.
“Thank you, Binnie~”
“I didn't say you were cute.”
And there went Hakyeon’s stank face again as he hit Hongbin’s neck with the side of his hand. “You’re not cute.”
“Who says I’m trying to be?” The younger replied while quickly scooping up a finger of icing and putting it nonchalantly on Hakyeon’s nose without even taking his eyes off his task.
The older man pouted at him and wiped it off. “Ya! Stop wasting time! Taekwoonie could come home any minute now.”
“You're the one who started it when you dumped sugar on my head!” Hongbin exclaimed while pointing at his hair that was still partially white from said condiment.
Hakyeon pouted. “It was an accident.”
“My ass.” Hongbin snorted, which was instantly followed by a loud, undignified yelp when he felt a hand squeeze his butt. “What the hell?!”
“You mentioned your ass. I obliged.” Hakyeon replied with a shrug and a seemingly innocent smile on his features.
Hongbin squinted at him before going back to work, not gracing him with a response lest they get delayed again. The smell of cookies browning in the oven wafted throughout the room as they prepared the second batch. Well, as Hongbin prepared the second batch - Hakyeon can only be trusted with the icing.
★★★
It had always been a thing for them to make something during some kind of celebration - whether it was a holiday or a birthday. Taekwoon, being the one who enjoyed both cooking and baking, had been the one who started it. He liked baking during special occasions - especially when it was an occasion where the three of them were able to spend time together. Taekwoon just enjoyed spoiling his lovers with the culinary masterpieces he made. (He has never admitted to this though, but Hakyeon and Hongbin never failed to notice the small, pleased smiles he wore whenever they ate something he made.)
Before Hongbin had moved into their apartment, Taekwoon had usually been the only one who did the baking. He used to keep Hakyeon away from the kitchen. Not because Hakyeon was a terrible chef – he was pretty decent. It had more to do with his tendency to add copious amounts of ingredients than necessary, resulting in their baked goods being far too many for the three of them to consume.
However, when Hongbin finally - after countless persuasions - moved in with them three years prior, it changed into an activity the three of them did together.
During their first birthday celebration after Hongbin settled in (it had been Hakyeon’s birthday), the younger had insisted on helping Taekwoon bake the banana-frosted cupcakes that their lover adored so much. Although Taekwoon had been hesitant, he couldn’t find it in himself to say no to Hongbin’s big, pleading eyes. The younger hated doing aegyo, but he didn’t seem to be aware that he did it unconsciously anyway.
When Hakyeon found out that Hongbin had been allowed into Taekwoon’s haven of confection-making, he demanded that he be there the next time they baked. Taekwoon had wanted to say no. He didn’t want a repeat of that one time they ate muffins for three days straight because they made too much of it (even though they’ve already given a good fraction of it to their friends). But, before he could’ve voiced out his thoughts, Hongbin’s sassy jab at Hakyeon’s cooking skills already beat him to it. Which had led to Hakyeon using that tone of his that left no more room for argument - announcing that he was going to help in the next baking activity whether Taekwoon allowed him or not. (Hongbin had earned himself a half-hearted glare from their resident chef that day.)
So, when their youngest friend, Sanghyuk, celebrated his birthday that same year, Hakyeon had been adamant on keeping his word (along with the reasoning that Sanghyuk was his ‘darling baby’ so he just had to be included in the making of his baby’s cake - Hongbin had lost count of how many times he choked on a laugh at Sanghyuk’s expense).
Despite Taekwoon’s initial misgivings, the arrangement had worked quite well - enjoyable even. With Hongbin’s penchant for cheeky comments, and Hakyeon’s inclination to respond in kind, the latter didn’t have time to dwell on the (presumably) lack of ingredients. Thus, Taekwoon was free to focus on baking without worrying over Hakyeon tripling what they already had. Hongbin’s perfectionist tendencies managed to also be useful in the kitchen. Though he wasn’t all that talented in cooking (anything more complicated than kimchi rice is a no-no), his precision with everything he did was better utilised in baking. Hakyeon, though more versed in cooking, could not be trusted in the baking itself - but he was definitely the best in decorating, if he did say so himself (a product of being best friends with Wonshik and Jaehwan - their group’s artists).
The baking arrangement definitely wasn’t perfect - it was chaotic most of the time - but it was their own brand of chaotic. Hakyeon’s sass, mixed with Hongbin’s mischievousness, along with Taekwoon’s over-competitive nature had often led to their kitchen being a battleground of flour, sugar, and a variety of materials that should’ve gone to what they were baking instead. (Miraculously, the pastries themselves go untouched throughout all of this. ‘Magical cakes’ Jaehwan had once dubbed them after becoming a witness to one of their kitchen fights).
And the rest, as they say, was history. Somehow, it just turned into a form of tradition that the three of them indulged in - a tradition they never missed. Rarely did they ever do it incomplete. If so, it was usually because one of them had something unavoidably important.
Like today.
★★★
“Bin-ah, Taekwoonie’s not answering his phone.” Hakyeon whined as he balanced his mobile between his ear and shoulder, trying not to get any icing on his device (Hongbin wanted to tell him it was useless though since it already had some traces of pink from when Hakyeon was searching for Taekwoon’s contact earlier).
“He could still be working, you know.” The younger deadpanned. “Or driving.”
“Well he better be on his way home right now.”
“Or else what?”
“Or else he isn’t getting a piece of this for Valentines!” Hakyeon replied while pointing at himself. Hongbin momentarily looked up from cutting shapes on the dough, snorted at the elder, and then went back to his task. Before he could cut another perfectly shaped heart however, another unmanly yelp escaped his lips.
“Stop squeezing my butt!”
Hakyeon only laughed cheekily at that.
★★★
“Hyung, how many minutes left for the first batch?”
“... I thought you were timing it.”
There was a second of silence before a train of very creative expletives filled the kitchen.
“Ya, Lee Hongbin! Watch your language!”
“I would've if you had been watching the cookies!”
★★★
Hongbin and Hakyeon exchanged a look at the sight of the slightly burnt cookies in front of them. Hongbin had been able to save them just in time, although it was still browner than it should have been.
“We’re giving this batch to Jaehwan-hyung.” Hongbin announced as he placed the second tray into the oven.
Hakyeon scrunched his eyebrows at him. “You want to give burnt cookies to Jaehwan?”
“Trust me. He’ll eat anything covered in sugar.”
★★★
Baking simple heart-shaped cookies both for Taekwoon and for their friends shouldn’t have been a problem - but, somehow, it was.
“I told you we should’ve waited for Taekwoon-hyung.” Hongbin mumbled while eyeing the very brown confections - if it can even be called that - laid on the table. Some even had burnt edges that crumbled when touched. Amazingly (note the sarcasm), they were able to over-bake all three batches of cookies.
“What’s the point of surprising him if we waited for him?” Hakyeon reasoned. “And we almost had it under control.”
“Until you decided that it was a good idea to start making out against the counter.” Hongbin dryly responded.
Hakyeon huffed and crossed his arms. “Don’t pretend you didn’t enjoy it.”
Hongbin rolled his eyes, though there was a tinge of red on his cheeks, which made Hakyeon smirk in satisfaction.
“What do we do with all of these?”
The younger shrugged. “Cover them in icing and feed them all to Jaehwan-hyung?”
“Hongbin, we are not sending your cousin to the hospital for giving him diabetes.”
Hongbin shrugged again. “He’d say it was worth it.”
Hakyeon broke off a small piece of burnt cookie and threw it at Hongbin. It was a small, non-verbal way of reprimanding him but, the moment Hongbin retaliated in the same manner…
… It was on.
★★★
Taekwoon hadn’t expected to be called to work for last minute revisions on his compositions. The moment he woke up that morning, he only had his mind on spending the whole day with his lovers. Unfortunately, his boss already had a release date in mind and, thus, required his immediate presence so they could meet the deadline. Taekwoon could’ve refused (considering it was his day off) but hearing his usually calm boss sound so frazzled prompted him to promise a few hours of his time. He knew Hakyeon and Hongbin were disappointed that he had to attend work, but both encouraged him to go either way.
Which was why he did all he could to finish the meeting as early as he was able to get away with, drove by a nearby supermarket, before heading home with several bags of groceries. He knew what Hakyeon and Hongbin wanted to do for the day even when they didn’t verbalise it that morning.
Taekwoon’s lips quirked into a small smile as a familiar apartment building came to view.
★★★
Taekwoon wasn’t quite sure what he was anticipating to come home to. Perhaps Hakyeon and Hongbin watching some kind of drama while cuddling on the couch? Or Hongbin cleaning around while Hakyeon bothered him? Or (knowing how Hakyeon could get Hongbin to do almost anything he wanted) maybe even find them in the middle of a… compromising situation?
(Taekwoon wouldn’t be surprised – he’d walked in on several of those more times than he could count).
But them on opposite ends of the kitchen table, staring down at each other – Hongbin holding a bowl of what seemed to be dough and Hakyeon with an icing gun in hand – and floor littered with cookie crumbs was a sight Taekwoon didn’t quite expect.
It took a while for any of them to notice his presence. Only when he entered the kitchen threshold did he gain any of their attention. Hongbin, being the one who was facing his direction, reacted first.
“Taekwoonie-hyung?” He said – his doe-like eyes widening in surprise.
Hakyeon pointed the icing gun at Hongbin accusingly. “That’s not going to work on me a third time, Lee Hongbin.”
Taekwoon raised an amused brow at the exchange before silently walking up to Hakyeon, who was still insisting that he wasn’t going to fall for any of Hongbin’s tricks. With an impish glint in his eyes, Taekwoon leaned forward and blew on Hakyeon’s ear, eliciting a scream from him. Luckily for the silent man, his reflexes were fast enough to catch Hakyeon’s wrist before he could hit him over the head with the icing gun.
“T-Taekwoon? You’re home?” Hakyeon breathed out.
“No, he’s not. He’s still at work.” Hongbin sarcastically remarked. Hakyeon grabbed one of the cookies on the table and threw it at the younger man (which Hongbin coolly dodged).
“When did you arrive?” Hakyeon asked – gently pulling his wrist from Taekwoon’s grip and then proceeded to wrap his arms around Taekwoon’s waist.
“A while ago.” The latter replied as he bent forward to give Hakyeon a peck on the lips, earning him a grin in response. He then reached for Hongbin – who had relinquished his bowl of dough and had made his way towards them – and pulled him closer for another chaste kiss, keeping him there afterwards by resting his hand on the younger’s neck. Taekwoon loved coming home to this.
The mess, however, was another story.
“What happened?” Taekwoon asked – taking in the clutter of cookie fragments decorating their floor and tables. The kitchen was a complete disaster (though, he supposed, he should be thankful it hadn’t been burned down).
“Well…” Hakyeon started with a sheepish laugh. “… We made you cookies.”
“Burnt cookies.”
“Quiet, Hongbin.”
Taekwoon raised a brow at both of them. They tried to bake him cookies? That was… kind of… cute. “Where are they?” Taekwoon didn’t need to ask – the answer was literally around him – but seeing his lovers redden embarrassedly was too endearing to pass up.
“Uhm…”
“On the floor. On the tables. Maybe even the ceiling. Hakyeon’s cleaning that up later.”
“Ya!” The said man exclaimed as he hit Hongbin’s neck.
“There’s some left there.” Hongbin pointed at the kitchen counter, speaking as if his neck hadn’t been assaulted (though there was a slight hitch in his voice that wasn’t there before). Taekwoon followed the direction he was gesturing to and found a plate of pink-iced, heart-shaped cookies. “But you don’t have to try them, hyung.” The younger quickly added.
But Taekwoon wanted to. His lovers went through all the trouble to make something for him (despite their notorious lack of baking skills). With that in mind, he took one of the cookies and, before either of the two could stop him, promptly bit on it. He flinched slightly when his teeth met texture that was harder than it should have been. There was tinge of bitterness in its taste that belied its extended stay in the oven – but it was countered by the sweetness of the icing.
It wasn’t all that bad, honestly. Taekwoon might or might not have expected worse.
“Well?” Hakyeon asked – his features twisted into a mix of worry and anticipation. Hongbin, on the other hand, was halfway cringing already – as if expecting an insult of some sort.
“It’s okay.” Taekwoon finally said. It was short, simple, but judging from the way Hakyeon grinned and Hongbin sighed in relief, it was enough. As he took another cookie from the pile (it really wasn’t bad – and he was kind of hungry), Taekwoon spoke again. “Cake.”
Hakyeon’s features contorted into confusion while Hongbin raised a questioning brow at him.
“Cake?” The youngest spoke uncertainly.
Taekwoon pointed at the array of paperbags in the kitchen doorway. “Let’s make cake.”
Almost in unison, Hakyeon’s and Hongbin’s faces lit up in understanding.
“Together?” Hakyeon asked.
Taekwoon nodded.
★★★
A heart-shaped, pink-frosted, chocolate cake, decorated with strawberries and cherries stood proudly in the middle of a pristinely white kitchen table. Hakyeon was quick to take a picture of it and already had it posted on his numerous social media accounts within seconds. Taekwoon was bringing out pots and pans and other ingredients he had bought earlier which were, evidently, not for any kind of dessert-making (they still had to eat dinner before indulging in the cake after all). Hongbin was finishing up in cleaning the mess they made – his eyes scanning the entirety of the kitchen, finding anything he missed.
Once Taekwoon was certain he had everything he needed, he turned to his lovers and smirked at their appearances. “Take a shower.”
Hakyeon and Hongbin seemed startled at his suggestion. But, after looking at themselves, covered in flour, sugar, and some other remnants of their baking fiasco, they had to agree. Hongbin moved to leave first, but paused in the doorway when he noticed Taekwoon reaching for one of their cookies again. “Taekwoonie-ah if you get a stomach ache from those, just know that I did warn you.”
The other only shrugged in reply while biting on the harder-than-usual biscuit. “It’s nice.” He commented, referring to the cookie. “You did well.”
Hongbin’s eyes widened, cheeks starting to burn red as he rushed to their bedroom – clearly embarrassed at the compliment.
“Cute.” Taekwoon muttered.
Hakyeon laughed at the exchange. “Aigoo, our Binnie.” He then stared expectantly at Taekwoon. “How about me, Taekwoonie?”
“… It’s okay.” He replied, completely straight-faced. But there was a hint of teasing in his voice that not many would’ve been able to detect.
Hakyeon gave him his stank look, accompanied by a neck-chop. Though, by the way Hakyeon’s lips were taut and slightly quirked, it was obvious that he was holding back a smile.
“Go shower. You’re dirty too.”
“Rude!”
★★★★★★
[EXTRA]
Taekwoon was nibbling on one of the cookies his lovers baked while contemplating what to make for dinner when Hongbin’s familiar baritone sounded from their bedroom, followed by Hakyeon’s distinct tone.
“Hyung I have hand prints on my butt!”
“What are you blaming me for?! Those aren’t from me!” There was a pause “Fine. Not all of those are from me!”
"Yeah right."
It was silent for a bit after that. Then Hakyeon’s voice came up again. “Ya Hongbin, I have some too!”
“Why are you looking at me? As if I’d touch your ass.”
“You have. Many times.” There was a hint of teasing in Hakyeon’s voice. “What's to say you didn't do it this time too?”
“I didn't!”
“Well who else would do it? It couldn't have been Taekwoon!”
Taekwoon smirked against the cookie in his mouth as he casually wiped his hands onto a kitchen towel with an air of content and satisfaction.
Imagine hakyeon and jinglebong performing Santa Baby in naughty lingere on the pole in their living room (they have a pole because Golden Eternity duh) for taekwoon.
