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i'm ok on the phone, i'll be alright at home

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: hongjoong / submissive! seonghwa (specifying bcuz i usually write top hwa... lol)

𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 & 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 18+ smut, sleepy wholesome

𝙰𝚄: none

𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: Expecting Hongjoong to spend the night at the studio again, Seonghwa sets himself up a pillow pile to play Animal Crossing all night.

𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1.7k

𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎: title from take it away which is the theme song of "about youth", a rlly sweet taiwanese bl, if you're interested. i would recommend listening while you read, it's very peaceful~~ hehe anyway, enjoy!

i ask that minors please dni with any of my work, (but specifically this one).

The clock reads 2:30 A.M. by the time Seonghwa hears Hongjoong's shoes drop to the floor by the front door.

He sighs to himself, not choosing to acknowledge it, or even alert to Hongjoong that he's awake until he enters his room.

He was lying on his stomach before he arrived, face lazily pressed into the pillow while his arms stayed outstretched in front of him, idly playing with his Switch's buttons.

The peaceful music of the game can be heard in his proximity, but it's quiet enough he's sure Hongjoong can't hear it yet.

He had arranged his pillow blanket fortress hours prior, once it had reached midnight and he realised Hongjoong likely wouldn't be back. Still, though, he isn’t able to fall asleep. He had some pillows propped below his chest, hips, and neck to make laying on his stomach as comfortable as possible. He's not sure he'd be able to leave, at this point. The bed is just so inviting and warm.

He's spent the last two hours grinding out his island on Animal Crossing. With it being a new season, there's lots to do, and he always loves cycling through villagers every once in a while. It reminds him of passing friends, meeting new people, letting them rest with you before they're onto greater things. It makes him smile, even if it's silly. It's such a peaceful game.

His moment of peace can't last forever though, because soon Hongjoong is timidly pushing open their bedroom door and peeking his head inside. Once he realises Seonghwa is still up, he hesitates, possibly anticipating a fight, before pushing the door open more boldly and coming to sit on the mattress next to him.

Seonghwa doesn't feel in the mood to dignify him with a greeting, not until he asks for one, so he just keeps fishing and catching colourful bugs silently.

Hongjoong lets out a deep sigh from behind him, and lets the exhale deflate his body until he's resting an arm over Seonghwa's shoulders. It startles him, a little bit, the sudden contact— but soon he's unintentionally melting into the familiar touch. Hongjoong takes that as an invitation to snuggle further into his back, inhaling the scent of his hair. Seonghwa chuckles to himself, thinking of how amusing he is when he's sleep deprived. Much more touchy and open with his feelings, for one. Closing his eyes, Seonghwa takes it as typical 'after-work' cuddles before he feels it.

He's half hard.

He smirks to himself, suddenly losing interest in the game, but tries not to let it show. He knows how much Hongjoong loves when he plays hard-to-get, especially since they both know he's actually incredibly easy. He shifts a little bit to snuggle further into his pillow pile, and he feels Hongjoong tense behind him. He worries briefly that he's scared him off, before he feels his feverish fingertips start to nudge his shirt up his back.

It exposes his lower back enticingly, he knows it does, he can feel how his back stretches so satisfyingly when he's laying on his stomach. He knows his boyfriend loves it.

Hongjoong pushes his shirt up a little bit further before grabbing his hips, stroking the soft skin there. He leans down, lips pressing against the shell of Seonghwa's ear, before he speaks.

“Is this okay?"

It's whispered, barely so. Hongjoong's voice is creaky from not using it for hours, and Seonghwa finds it so very hot.

"Nn." is all he offers Hongjoong in return, further feigning his disinterest. He adds a bit of a shrug motion as well, going back to the game, clicking to clear the dialogue on screen.

Hongjoong just groans, loving this kind of play, and pushes his hips down into the pillow. Seonghwa can't lie, it felt good to be manhandled like that, pushed around to Hongjoong's whim. He bites his lip, knowing his face still isn't within the other's line of sight.

Hongjoong gives a tentative grind against the curve of his ass, dry and light, with little pressure. It makes Seonghwa smile, the nervousness which Hongjoong always starts, as if they haven't done it a hundred times already. It's a cute quality he takes on when he's sleepy. Seonghwa loves it.

Hongjoong positions himself behind him more properly now, fully able to blanket him with his body. And Seonghwa loves the weight, always does. He loves when Hongjoong gets tired after fucking him from behind and lays on his back, enveloping him in his feverish weight, feeling like a comfort toy. He smiles, without realising it. It seems he’s just as impatient as his lover is, now. He really can't wait.

Hongjoong brings his hands to his ass, massaging lustfully. He squeezes. In response, Seonghwa decides to shift a little, as if he was just finding a comfortable way to sleep. He pushes his ass further into his lover's grip, while simultaneously rutting his hardening dick against the pillow below. This only serves to spur Hongjoong on more, because he's massaging harder now, roughly. With one light slap to his ass, he pulls back, leaning over them to rummage through their nightstand. He returns with lube, and tosses it to his side.

He rubs gently at Seonghwa's ass a bit more, addicted to the feeling, before slowly pulling down his silk pyjama pants to rest at his mid thighs. Clearly impatient.

Seonghwa vaguely registers the sound of the lube cap popping open, and it snaps him back to reality. Right, he was playing a game. He returns his attention to his Switch, which had just started to slip from his hands. He busies himself with upgrading little things around the town, and just as he's about to pay off a little debt, he feels a finger push inside his body. The console drops from his hands and he lets out an undignified squeak before scrambling to pick it up again.

Hongjoong giggles from behind him, absolutely loving the little game they're playing with each other, and crooks his finger before slowly sliding in another.

Preparation is not usually this easy, Seonghwa's fuzzy mind provides. He credits it to his relaxed state, blissed out and sleepy. He loves how it feels, warm and soft.

Hongjoong's scissoring now, before pulling out to re-slick his fingers and add a third.

At this, Seonghwa lets himself divulge a satisfied moan, pressing his cheek into the pillow and shutting his eyes. Hongjoong’s giggling again, quietly, and pulls his fingers out, to presumably replace them with his cock. Seonghwa feels it, and knows it'll be a bit of a stretch, but doesn't find himself caring as he watches the silly text-box pop up on his screen from a passing villager there to compliment his decor. Hongjoong's feverish, really hot, as he rests his full weight on his back, and the feeling of him entering is only one of completeness as he bottoms out. It feels right, like home. Seonghwa lets his eyes flutter shut, the music lulling him into relaxed bliss.

Hongjoong grinds very nonchalantly against him, barely thrusting, just fucking him for the sake of it. Seonghwa loves the domesticity of it all, the idea of being an inviting wife for him to just lazily warm his cock in. It's past 3:30 when he looks back at his console's time, and he briefly finds it amusing that he's keeping his villagers awake just because he wants to multitask while he gets fucked. The giggle this brings him is soon replaced with a drawn out moan. He loves the feeling of Hongjoong in him, on him, everything. It just feels perfect.

He doesn't know how long they’re grinding against each other, or for how long he's been pushing his hips back to meet him. At some point he dropped his Switch, screen black and forgotten. He doesn't feel particularly close or far, just peacefully in the middle, his body satisfied with being used for the time being.

He folds his arms and rests his head on them, whining into his lover's embrace, suddenly registering that Hongjoong has been kissing the back of his neck, his hair, his ears, for an indeterminable amount of time. His hips stutter. He's loved, it dawns on him then. Which feels silly, because he knows that, but trapped beneath Hongjoong's weight as he lazily thrusts into him, whispering sweet nothings as he peppers his neck in kisses— yes, this is love, real love, the kind he'd waited his whole life for.

Suddenly he feels even closer, with this beautiful realisation dawning on him so late at night, and his hips jerk more. Hongjoong notices, ever the observant one, and kisses more fervently along the crook of his neck. He lifts his head, pulling his arm out from under it, and slides it down to stroke his leaking dick. He shudders at the wetness, the ease of the slide, and bites his lip as he increases his strokes.

Hongjoong’s fingertips rest at the small of his back, pushing his hips down to a rhythm he controls, and in no time at all, he’s cumming into his fist with a kick of his hips. Hongjoong’s hands grab his waist, encouraging him through it, whispering more sweet nothings—

"So good for me baby, that's it, good boy, amazing job, I love you so much,"

(Hongjoong is always so good at sweet nothings)

… and soon his hips still and jerk too, stroking at Seonghwa's waist comfortingly as he fills him with warmth, the feeling spreading through his veins. His dick twitches from where it's trapped below him and he sighs, content, humming something for only Hongjoong to hear.

Hongjoong flops to his side, grabbing his waist and pulling him into an embrace. Seonghwa rolls back limply, letting himself get pulled into the hug. Hongjoong pushes his Switch to the other side of the bed and hugs him tighter, possessively. Already impossibly close because of the fact that they’re still connected at the hips, Seonghwa chuckles at his behaviour.

Before his brain has the ability to think about cleaning up, he finds himself drifting off to sleep. Hongjoong returns to pressing comforting kisses to the back of his neck, and he finds it so easy to let go of the day’s stress in wake of this feeling.

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