youngpil fic drafts i won't finish #1 - pilmography day 1
Younghyun ran fast to the backstage, ignoring their manager who's asking him to slow down. He can’t fucking slow down, he needs to go there as fast as he can. The image of Wonpil crying in front of everyone breaks his heart into pieces. He needs to be there beside him as fast as he can.
Him going attending to Wonpil’s concert was just a surprise for him. Wonpil asked him on their last phone call if he would be able to take a vacation from KATUSA and attend his concert. Younghyun lied and said he’s not sure if he can, because he wants to surprise him. He heard the sadness in Wonpil’s voice when he said that he understands, and even though he tried to cheer up himself, he knows how disappointed he was that he was not able to come. He almost confessed the truth but he held himself back for this surprise.
But he was surprised when Wonpil started crying when he saw him from up on the second floor balcony of the concert hall. He must have missed him so much, and it swells his heart, but it also felt like a punch in his heart. He doesn't want to see him sad and crying like this. He knows they will be separated for a long time too since Wonpil is enlisting in the navy, and he felt the sadness right now. He is going to miss him so much more than he did right now.
At the backstage he saw the staff and crew for this concert. Everyone was waiting for Wonpil to end the concert and bid his goodbye to the fans. He walked to the door towards the stage and waited there. He heard him singing, and he can’t help but smile to himself when he started saying thank yous and goodbye to everyone.
A moment later, he saw Wonpil coming down from the stairs. His red eyes are starting to tear up again as he ran towards Younghyun. The latter opened his arms wide as he catches Wonpil into his arms. And they both melt together right there. Everyone was congratulating Wonpil for doing a great job at his concert, and some were cheering the two of them.
Everyone in the company, especially their managers knew about their relationship. They are not trying to hide it but if everyone (their fans) thought they were just best friends, they have no problem with that since they too are best friends and lovers.
He rubbed Wonpil’s back as he cried in his arms. Then he cupped his cheek to see his face. “Pil-ah, shh don’t cry. You did a great job out there.”
“Bra-hyung,” Wonpil said in between his hiccupy sobs. “You said you won’t come.”
“Shh,” he coos and planted a kiss on his forehead. “It was supposed to be a surprise.”
Their manager and others who were involved in the surprise started apologising. Younghyun smiled at them, a thankful and an apologetic one because he dragged them into this.
“But I was so lonely,” Wonpil weeps, and started sobbing uncontrollably again.
Younghyun almost cursed under his breath at the sight of Wonpil in his arms. He didn't know why he find it arousing to see him crying like this. But he immediately throw that thought away and just continued comforting Wonpil.
After a few more minutes, Wonpil started calming down. Younghyun dragged him to his dressing room and gave him water. They both sat on the couch, with Wonpil sitting faraway from him. Younghyun tried to scoot over towards Wonpil but he stood up and was about to leave, but younghyun caught his hand and pulled him on to his lap.
“Bra-hyung, people are watching!” Wonpil whispered in panic and looked at their stylists and staff who were now walking towards the door to leave.
Younghyun nuzzled his nose on his neck and peaked with his one eye to see them leaving. When they closed the door, he smirked and started kissing Wonpil’s neck.
“Nnh,” Wonpil moaned. “Hyung, we can’t—ahh... We have to take a photo for the My Days. Mmh...”
Wonpil’s hand were already entangled on Younghyun's short hair, with the other hand cupping his face. Younghyun slipped his hand under Wonpil's white shirt and caressed the smooth skin on his lower back. Wonpil can't help but arched his back to his touch, while Younghyun's hips was buckling on the feel of his restrained erection under his fitted pants. Ah fuck, he cursed in his mind, I’m gonna come.
They both were startled when the door suddenly opens with their manager peaking their head in. “I’m sorry to interrupt you lovebirds, but you have fans that were waiting.”
Wonpil pulled away from him and stood up while pulling his shirt down. “Yes, hyung! We’ll be out there.”
Manager-nim then just nodded and disappeared as he close the door.
Younghyun on the other hand was sulking with his face on his hands. He knows that they have more important things to do, for their fans, but he really missed Wonpil so much he wants to prioritize him first. He then looked at Wonpil who were watching him. He raised his eyebrows at him. Wonpil blushed and looked away.
“Bra-hyung, let's go. I want to go back on what we were doing as soon as we can.”
He felt a heat rising up from his belly up to his face so he throw his head back and looked at the white ceiling. “Wonpil, you don't know what you are asking from me.”
“Ahh~ Come on! My Days missed you so much too!”
They are now on the van on the way to their dorm. Everyone in the van was quiet, probably tired from this busy day. Wonpil is asleep at the back of the van, beside Younghyun who's shoulder were being his pillow.
Younghyun intertwined his and Wonpil’s fingers as he kiss his hair. He breathe him in. He misses this, Wonpil so closed to him. Even in the KATUSA, he dreams of Wonpil in his arms. Just like now.
He pulled the blanket up on Wonpil’s shoulder when he buried himself more in his side. It might be the aircon of the van or he just wants to be so closed with his body, he doesn't mind because he loves when he do that. He pulled their intertwined hands up on his lips and leave a lingering kiss on his knuckles and finger.
Ah, how he misses Wonpil.
After a while, they arrived at their dorm.
It was just the two of them there now. With Sungjin and Dowoon in the military, they were the only people in the dorm tonight. Their manager hyung have a separate apartment, although in the same floor of this building, but still the dorm was to the two of them alone.
“I’ll come here at lunch,” their manager said and walked away towards his apartment. “Both of you, don't overdo it. Wonpil still have two more nights of concert to do. See you later.”
And that left Wonpil and Younghyun blushing so hard. That made their entrance to their apartment a little more awkward. To break the ice, Wonpil started to speak.
“Bra-hyung, how was it in KATUSA? I can't believe they allowed you a vacation for my concert, I'm still surprised—huh?” Wonpil was interrupted when Younghyun suddenly hugged him from the back when he locked the door behind him. "Hyung?"
“Wonpil-ah...” Younghyun moaned on his ear, his nose nuzzling the back of his neck. “I missed you so much.”
“Ahh, hyung,” Wonpil moaned when he started biting his neck. He reached his arm back to his hair and looked back at him. “Don’t. The fans will see—ahh...”
Younghyun inhaled through his teeth and bit on his lower lip, as if restraining himself to bit into Wonpil's neck a little more. “I need you now, Wonpil.”
“Yes, me too hyung.” Wonpil said, almost like a plea.
Younghyun then pushed Wonpil on the wall, his back facing him. With expert hands, he started touching his body. Under his shirt, over his pants. His hand held his little waist as he steadied it while he rub his clothed erection up on his ass.
“Ahh, hyung. Please...”
He grind his hips into him, feeling the friction that was building up in between them. He growled, “Fuck, Wonpil, I want you now.”
He took off Wonpil's coat, and then he pulled the hem of his shirt up. His hands searched for Wonpil’s chest and he found his erected nipples, waiting for his touch. He rubbed it with his finger tips, and Wonpil moaned a little more louder.
“Hyung, we’re still by the door,” Wonpil said, his voice already trembling.
“Keep quiet then,” Younghyun said and proceed on unbuckling his pants. He then found Wonpil’s hard on that's already leaking with precum. “You want me now, huh?”
“Yes, hyung—ahh," Wonpil buckled his hips when Younghyun started rubbing his clothed cock. He pressed his forehead on the wall for support as he felt like he's losing himself with every touch of Younghyun's hands. “More, ahh.”
Younghyun’s other hand left his chest and pulled Wonpil's pants down together with his underwear. He caresses his ass and gave him a slap. He earned a moan from Wonpil with his body jerking from it. Younghyun then put his two fingers inside Wonpil's mouth for him to suck, which he gladly did.
As Wonpil sucked on Younghyun's finger, the latter whispered sweet nothings on his ears. It tickles not only his ears but every nerves on his body felt like they were on fire with every words, every promise that Younghyun said, on how he will make him cum over and over, and how he will make up on the months that they were apart. And when his fingers were wet enough with Wonpil's saliva, Younghyun slipped it out of his mouth and replaced it with his mouth.
They were both moaning when Younghyun slipped his tongue inside Wonpil's mouth. Wonpil was sucking on his tongue when he slowly inserted his finger in his hole. Wonpil gasped and held on to his neck while looking at his eyes.
“You're so tight, Wonpil.” And gave him a kiss on his flushed cheek.
“Hyung, ahh.” Wonpil's eyes are starting to tear up.
"Does it hurt?" Younghyun asked and started curling up his finger inside.
Wonpil shook his head and closed his eyes. "No, it's just... It's been a while."
"I know," Younghyun breathe in and kissed the temple of Wonpil's head. "Can I add another finger?"
Wonpil nodded and started kissing him. He almost bit Younghyun's tongue when he felt another finger entered him. "Nghh..."
Younghyun started moving his finger inside. And Wonpil feels like he's going on the verge of being over stimulated. He tapped on Younghyun's shoulder to make him pause a little but to no avail Younghyun just kept on fingering him while sucking on his tongue. Wonpil pulled his face away to catch a breath. "I can't... Breathe..."
Younghyun was also panting when he leaned his head on his shoulder but he did not stop his fingers from moving. Wonpil just covered his mouth with his hand to stop himself from moaning so loud. Then he felt his finger pressed on that part that made his whole body jerked and almost made his finger slipped off his hole. But Younghyun wrapped his free hand around his waist and started fingering him so hard and hitting that part inside that makes his whole body tremble.
"H-hyung, I'm gonna cum..." Wonpil cried. He held on to Younghyun's wrist to stop his hand but he's too weak to even make him stop.
Younghyun started kissing the back of his neck. "Does it feel good? Huh?"
Wonpil nodded and bit so hard on his lower lip when Younghyun reached on his hard cock slick with precum and started stroking it. "Aahh... Hyung... Too much..."
"It's okay. You're close, just a little more, okay?" Younghyun whispered and nuzzled on his hair. "You feel so good on my fingers, Wonpil-ah. I can't wait to be inside you, ahh."
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