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It was during the summer when Hyungwon and Hoseok decided to live together in one apartment to share the expenses. Now it was the first day of their final year in college with the former taking his time in dragging himself off the bed before taking a quick shower. When he went out of his room he was greeted with the sight of Hoseok setting breakfast for two in his uniform.
"Hey." He smiled as he dusted off his hands together then readjusting his sleeves on his elbows.
Waddling towards him, Hyungwon extended his arms, launching himself to embrace his best friend. "Hoseokah~"
He gripped him tight and nuzzled his face against his neck, inhaling the smell of fresh soap mixed with his natural scent. Such skinship is natural between the two friends, with Hoseok rubbing Hyungwon's back and stroking his hair as the younger rests his body against him. Glancing at the clock on the kitchen wall, Hoseok was reminded that they needed to start moving if they wanted to be on time for school.
Gently shaking Hyungwon's shoulders, he spoke up. "Come on. Let's eat."
Hyungwon let out a soft whine but otherwise obeyed.
They quickly ate the toast and sunnyside up eggs that Hoseok prepared. As Hoseok cleared the table, Hyungwon took that time to admire his best friend. He really filled up his shirt with those muscles. 'Damn, going to the gym did him well,' Hyungwon thought, 'Any more and he would be popping buttons.'
The two left the apartment complex and talked within the 15-minute walk.
"So where do you want to go after school?" Hoseok asked, excited at the thought of hanging out with Hyungwon. Even though he can't be completely honest with his feelings for Hyungwon, spending time with him as his best friend is enough for now.
Shifting his sling bag on his shoulder, Hyungwon sheepishly replied. "Well, I actually need to go to my new job-" He let out a soft breathy laugh "-but you can come visit me if you want."
Feeling disappointed, the othr tried to mask his emotions, not wanting to cause an argument over his best friend not telling him anything about getting a new job.
"Sure," He smiled, "where is it?"
"The new cafe around the corner." Hyungwon points to a small street behind the apartment building. " you can't miss it."
A few moments later they arrived at the entrance and bid their goodbyes before going to their respective faculty buildings. Hyungwon going to the faculty of fine arts while Hoseok goes the opposite direction to the faculty of business.
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Once the teacher dismissed the last class for the day, Hoseok heads out the school, dialing his best friend's number. He walks towards the cafe, waving to some friends and acquaintances as he waits for him to pick up.
"Hey. I hope you don't mind that I left first. My class ended 30 minutes ago and my shift starts right about now." Hyungwon says through the phone.
"It's fine. I'll be there in a bit." He can't help but smile. "Bye."
Just as he was about to hang up, Hyungwon piped up, excitement bubbling from his voice. "Oh, before I forget. There's someone I'd like you to meet."
"Really? Who?" He asked, genuinely curious since Hyungwon doesn't really make a lot of friends. In fact, it took Hoseok a year of pestering with mostly one-sided conversations for Hyungwon to open up to him. The boy may be intimidatingly tall and unapproachable but he's actually an awkward cutie. He should be happy for him.
"His name is Hoseok too, but he also goes by Hobi." You can practically hear him smile.
"Mhmmmmm. Ok."
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The soft clinking of the tiny bells hanging on the door caused Hyungwon to look up from serving a customer just as Hoseok entered the lively cafe. Students and office workers were scattered around the cafe to relax. Taking a menu, he walked over to the table where his best friend sat looking out the window, and hugged him from behind.
"Yayyy! You're here." Hyungwon exclaimed as he bounced on the balls of his feet. "So what do you want to order?"
"Hmm." It took a few moments for him to scan the menu before he decided. "Just a cheese cake and iced chocolate."
"Ok.When I get back with your order I'll introduce you to Hoseok."
As Hyungwon left with a bounce in his step, He couldn't help but feel a little weight in his chest. A little spark of jealousy. It's irrational to have this feeling in this situation just as a friend but he can't help the way the flame spreads when he sees a light brunnette laughing with Hyungwon as he touches his arms to guide him on how to properly hold the tray of food and drinks. He seems suspiscious of how his face lights up as Hyungwon blushes and how his hands trail higher on his arms.
They approach his table, stopping by a few tables to deliver some drinks and pastries. After setting his order on the table, Hyungwon tucked the circular tray under his arm and animatedly motioned between the two. "Jung Hoseok, this is Lee Hoseok, my friend. Wonie, this is Hoseok/Hobi, we share a few classes together."
Hoseok held out his hand, showing a blinding bright heart-shaped smile. "Hi, nice to meet you."
He took it, giving a small one-sided smile."likewise."
With a sheepish laugh, Hyungwon turns to Hobi, rubbing his neck before looking at his Wonie then clearing his throat. "Well, we have to prepare for a class presentation due on Friday so you don't have to wait for me to go home for the rest of the week."
Hoseok reached for his drink while Hobi gestured to be excused to go serve the other customers, leaving the two friends.
Hoseok lowered his eyes, smiling softly as he nodded, yet if you look closely you could see his grip tightening around the cup."Oh, ok." Looking back into Hyungwon's eyes, he continued. "Call me if you need anything then."
As he watched Hyungwon walk back to the counter, he couldn't help but feel insecure about their relationship. It took him the longest time to convince the other to open up to him and to see him so happy and showing unguarded smiles to someone he recently met gave him an uncomfortable feeling. Keeping his eyes on them only made the jealousy grow.
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A week has passed by with Hyungwon spending more time with Hobi, leaving Hoseok with more than enough time for himself. After his last class, Hoseok decided to spend time with another friend besides Hyungwon and texted Kihyun to meet him at the cafe Hyungwon works at. He won't be able to meet Hyungwon until later since his shift doesn't start until six. He's one of Hoseok’s few close friends who he can tell everything without the fear of being judged. The things he can't tell to Hyungwon, he'd tell to Kihyun because he wouldn't risk saying something that would probably break his relationship with his best friend.
When he arrived, he settled on the farthest corner of the cafe where his close friend soon joined him.
Not wasting a moment, the latter said, "So why'd you call?"
"It's about Hyungwon."
"I figured. What is it this time?" He picked up the menu. "I can't believe you haven't confessed yet. C'mon, it's been years. Let my ship sail!"
"Shut up. It's complicated," Hoseok hissed before murmuring. "Like you could do better. All you do is stalk Shownu.
Crossing his arms, Kihyun glared then sighed, ignoring his previous statement. "Well, what about Hyungwon?"
"He's always with this guy, Hobi, for dance practice that he doesn't even have time for me. I understand that it's important but I still feel neglected."
"Ok, stop pouting. Why don't you just ask him if you could tag along. I'm sure he won't mind."
Wonho hummed, nodding his head. Just then, Hobi approached their table holding a pen and a notepad. "Hello, may I take your order?"
Both looked up to see the waiter's heart-shaped smile. Kihyun smiled back politely. "One moist chocolate cake and a regular vanilla frappe."
Hobi wrote on the pad then turned to Hoseok, the ends of his lips slightly lifting highter.
"I'll have a carrot cake and a large yogurt smoothie." He tried to be as polite as possible with a straight face.
Giving a small bow, Hobi left, their eyes trained on him. As soon as he was out of ear shot, Kihyun raised an eyebrow in his friend's direction. "What's with the face?"
He sighed as he tried to loosen up. "That was Hobi."
With eyes wide in shock, Kihyun covered his mouth. "Ohhh." He took a look at Hobi before turning back to Hoseok. "He's cute."
"I know."
He patted the pouting boy's arm, trying to cheer him up. "C'mon. You're probably just looking too much into it."
"I just don't like him being too close to anyone."
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Not long after Kihyun left to do some errands, Hyungwon arrived for his shift. He waved at Hoseok before disappearing to the staff's room to change into his uniform.
It didn't take long for him to finish changing into the required white button up shirt, black slacks and formal dress shoes. If possible, the white short-sleeved button up only accentuated his toned slender arms while the denim apron complimented his narrow waist. It's a shame that the apron covered his slack clad thighs. As he got closer, he noticed that his cheeks were a bit pink.
"Hey." Hyungwon was about to take the seat infront of Hoseok before he stood up to make space for him to sit on the inner side of the booth. "Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."
Sitting back down, Hoseok gave a comforting smile. "It's alright. At least I had time to catch up with Kihyun." Leaning closer, he added. "Are you alright? You seem flushed. I thought you didn't have practice today."
"I don't." The boy lowered his eyes to the table, lightly rubbing his wrist. "I just ran into Hobi. It's nothing."
"Then why are you blushing?"
His breath hitched, feeling the older's breath fan his neck. "Nothing. It's none of your business." With that said, he turned his head to the otherside to prevent the other from seeing his redened face.
"Really? Because this-" The older's traced the tips of his ears down to his nape. "Says otherwise." Pausing, he added. "I thought we told each other everything."
"W-we do."
"Then why don't you tell me the truth."
"No." The younger covered his face, moving away from Hoseok but the way he said no was so cutely stubborn that the older wanted to tease him more. Smirking, he rested his hand on Hyungwon's thigh, making him gasp. "Stop it."
Pulling him closer by his waist, he whispered. "Just tell me. Then I'll stop." His grip grew tighter as his hand went higher on his thigh, nearing his crotch.
The younger shook his head with his eyes shut tight. "I-I can't. Please."
"I know. You don't have to." He said gently into his ear as he brushed his hand the younger's buldge. "But I won't stop either."
"I have to go. My shift starts in 5 minutes." Hyungwon hurriedly whispered, trying to push his hands away. With both hands, the latter put the other's left arm around his back and interlaced his fingers with with his other hand, leaving Hyungwon defenseless. From the outside, spectators would think they were cuddling with the way Hoseok's body shielded Hyungwon's body from prying eyes.
"Then you better hurry, " The older smirked, unbuckling the younger's belt.
"Hoseok, stop." He pleaded, not whispering anymore, his sweat running down his reddened face.
The older ignored him, unzipping his pants and reaching into his boxers. "Keep quiet if you don't want to catch unnecessary attention." Then in a lower voice he hissed."Would you like that? Being watched by all those people while I touch you?"
The younger moaned softly, surprised at the pleasure that surged through him when Hoeeok held his member. Feeling him get harder under his touch, he smirked, tightening his grip. "Mhm." He shook his head. "Quiet, baby."
Hearing those words made the younger whimper in a mix of shock and embarassment. He didn't think that his own best friend would use his weakness against him since he was the only one he trusted to tell. "I th-thought we agreed not t-to talk about th-that."
"Don't you want someone to take care of you, baby boy?" Hoseok asked, rubbing his thumb soothingly over the younger's hand while stroking his cock with the other, causing the younger to turn his reddened face to the side. The older untangled their fingers and tilted Hyungwon's chin to look at him. "Look at me. Let me take care of you."
The younger bit his lip, breathing heavily as he tried to control his pants. The sight of teary eyes and flushed skin framed with a light sheen of sweat made the older's heart ache, wanting to put him out of his misery. But he had to be tough. "Answer me." He twisted his hand around the cock, thumbing the head as he reached the top.
The boy managed to choke out weakly, shutting his eyes. "Yes, daddy."
"Good boy." When Hoseok felt that the younger was getting worryingly hot and audible, he took his hand off of his cock. He was surprised when the blushing boy put his hand over his, bashfully stopping him.
"More."
He chuckled, "Wait just a second, baby. I was just gonna hand you a drink since you're so red and your panting is getting louder. People might suspect. "
"Sorry." He whispered, gulping as he covered his mouth with the tips of his fingers."B-but you already finished your drink."
"Well, I'll just have to order another one, dont I?"
The younger gasped, looking up to see Hoseok's mischievous smirk. The thought of being caught sent his pulse racing, making him start sobbing. What's worse is that Hobi is probably still on duty right now.
"Shhhh, it's ok." Moving his other hand from Hyungwon's face, he stroked the younger's hip lovingly. "I'm here."
Hoseok raised his hand to get a waiter's attention, making the younger's eyes widen when he saw it.
"D-daddy."
"Hm?"
"Your h-hand." He pointed shyly at the raised hand glistening with precum, just realizing how wet he was.
Lowering his hand towards the younger's face, he replied. "Then you should lick it off before the waiter gets here."
The younger panics, seeing Hobi walking towards them with a notepad. Before Hoseok could pull back his hand, Hyungwon buries his face in his best friend's muscular chest and licked his fingers one by one.
"Hey-" The waiter paused as Hyungwon sobbed at the sound of his voice. "-Are you ok?" He asked, concerned about his friend.
From the waiter's perspective, it looks like Hoseok was cuddling his crying best friend.
The younger nodded from behind Hoseok before the latter spoke up sympathetically. "He's a bit dehydrated from crying so I thought he'd like a drink before his shift." With Hyungwon sitting on his lap, he inched his free hand from the younger's hip to pump his dick from under the apron. "What would you like?" He addressed the crying boy.
"Um-" The latter started shakily, swallowing his sobs as he lighlty squeezed the head slowly. "A yogurt smoothie."
"Regular or large?"
Their position with Hyungwon facing the table while Hoseok had his back facing the waiter made the younger feel the other's sizable tent poking him on the underside of his thigh, causing him to choke out. "L-large."
"Alright, I'll be back shortly with your order."
When Hobi was out of ear shot, Hyungwon held Hoseok's big hand and put his thumb back in his mouth. Amused with his actions, the older cooed. "Are you ready to tell daddy what happened with you and Hobi?"
The boy shook his head violently as he threw his arms around him, cheeks getting redder.
"C'mon. The sooner you tell me, the sooner this will be over with." He said as his fingers brushed over his length, trailing downwards then massaging his balls.
The physical and emotional stimulation caused the younger to cry harder, his muffled sobs worrying Hoseok. "Hey. What's wrong?" After wiping his now free hand off of saliva, the older swiped his thumb along his cheeks, catching his tears.
He sniffled, breaking away from the hug. "Promise me you won't leave."
"I won't leave you. I promise." The older replied, giving him a quick but deep kiss on the lips.
Breathing deeply, Hyungwon started. "I-uh just said hi then he said something about-" he lowered voice, mumbling. "- uh, th-thinking that you l-like me." Biting his thick lower lip, he braced himself for the other's reaction.
"Good boy. That wasn't so hard, now, was it?" The older said as he breathed in his scent, the smell of lavender and sandalwood mixed with heat intoxicating his senses. He guided his head to rest on his shoulder as he started crying softly again. "There, there. I'll reward you for being such a good boy."
Snaking his hand back under the younger's apron, he began stroking his painfully red cock faster with the purpose of making him cum. He swiped his thumb across the slit, rimming it and spreading the precum all over his member. The younger's labored breathing directly on his ear egged him on.
"C'mon, sweetheart." He urged sweetly. "Does that feel good?"
Hyungwon nodded, eyes closed in pleasure as he moaned.
"Shhh, quiet, baby."
"I-I can't hold it in." He squirmed. "So g-good."
The older kissed his temple. "Ok, then. Open your mouth, baby." Hyungwon complied, allowing him to put his fingers in. "Suck."
He sucked on them as the older played with his tongue, silencing his moans.
Hoseok went faster, sqeezing the base then loosening his grip at the top as he pumped his cock. The younger squirmed and turned his head to the side, overwhelmed with pleasure. When he opened his eyes, he saw Hobi walking towards them, making his heart beat faster from fear and excitement. Pulling the older's fingers out of his mouth, feeling heat pool in his abdomen. "Stop. Hobi's coming."
"It's alright, baby. Trust me." He sped up and pressed firmly on the slit, making more precum leak out. Putting back his fingers in the youngers mouth, he flicked the head of his cock with the other. "Cum for me, baby."
The tortured boy sobbed softly as he released but that didn't stop the older who curled his hand over the tip of his dick while rubbing the head.
"Here you go." Hobi set the drink on the table. "I told Mr. Kim and he said to give you another ten minutes before you start your shift.
Just to tease him, Hoseok whispered to the younger. "What do you say?"
He stuttered as the older squeezed the head of his sensitive cock, playing with the cum still flowing out from the slit. "Th-thank you."
Hobi gave a soft smile before leaving.
Hearing the boy sniffle, he cooed. "Shh. It's alright, baby. I'm here. Daddy's got you." He kissed his cheek. "You did so well."
"Thank you, daddy." The younger whispered bashfully, tired from his orgasm.
Pinching Hyungwon's cheek, he squealed. "So cute." Then leaning closer to his ear, he added. "You're as red as a tomato."
"Stop~."
Hoseok chuckled as he handed him his drink then cleaned him up and zipped up his pants. "Ok,ok."
Taking a sip, the younger's eyes widened as he saw the other lick his cum off his hand, maintaining eye contact as the other smirked.
"You're mine, Hyungwon."
He rested his head on Hoseok’s shoulder as he placed a hand on his broad chest, over his heart. The older wiped him off of sweat and remnants of cum as he held him gently while the younger kept purring in contentment.
“Always was.”