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The car ride back to the dorm was silent. Most members were sleeping, Yeonjun wishes he had the privilege to sleep after today. It was exhausting, of course it was for everyone, Yeonjun’s exhaustion was due to something very specific.  

The fucking pepero game.  

As the guest host, Yeonjun thought he wouldn’t have to play. Unfortunately, according to the script, he did have to play. He watched the other members, reacting as best he could for the camera when Beomgyu and Taehyun went. Commenting in the background randomly. When it came to Soobin and Kai’s turn, he was so sure that Kai would pull away, flustered and shy as he always was with Soobin. 

What he saw was the exact opposite.  

Kai started off confident, making sure Soobin would be okay, warning him that he would be going ‘all in”. Yeonjun did a double take when he heard that. When they started the game, the way Kai positioned his head, his hand, the closeness of the two. He saw Kai practically take control of Soobin just to win a game.  

Yeonjun felt something stir in his gut and it burned. When he measured the stick, it was only 1cm.  

Since when did Kai take control?! Once the game was done, Soobin’s ears were red as ever, but Kai? Completely unphased.  

So of course, Yeonjun had to get a taste of it himself.  

When Yeonjun chose Kai for the game, he thought he could handle it. He thought he could go further than Soobin. 

Boy was he wrong. 

Yeonjun panicked with the space quickly closing between the two of them, especially when he felt Kai’s lips graze his own and pushed him away. The people around them laughed, yet Kai was still as calm as ever. Yeonjun? Dazed, tracing his lower lip without a single thought in his head. All in front of the camera. How fucking embarrassing.

Yeonjun brought this upon himself. He knew exactly what he was doing choosing Kai for this game. He knew what to expect, he literally just watched Soobin go through the exact same thing. Yet, he still chose him as his partner for the game.  

So, why was he losing his mind the way he was? 

God, Yeonjun felt like he was going insane! The scene keeps replaying, traveling from the back of his mind just to become the center of his obsession. He keeps tracing his lips, licking the area Kai had touched. He had been so nervous while Kai...moved on like nothing happened. 

Why is that turning him on even more?!  

The car ride ended without much happening; he walked in the dorm bidding everyone a quick goodnight as he headed into the confines of his room 

Now, he was stuck, laid out his bed, staring at his ceiling in a daze, trying to gather his thoughts. When a knock snaps him out of his reverie. He lets out a soft but audible come in without checking who it could be.  

The door opens and there he is, standing at his door with a flustered expression, eyes looking everywhere except for at him.  

“Hyung...” Kai starts off, he was quiet, as if he would scare the elder if he came on too aggressive.  “Are you okay?” 

Yeonjun turned toward the younger, eyes just as worried as Kai sounds. “Yes, of course I am. Why?” He sits up, watching the younger with caution. Kai shifts on his feet, closing the door behind him before making his way over to the elder. Yeonjun tried to calm himself, praying that he doesn’t embarrass himself any further than he did that day. 

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Kai fiddles with the sleeves of his sweater. He still couldn’t look at Yeonjun, which the elder is thankful for, as he finds the courage to continue speaking. 

“I wanted to make sure you weren’t uncomfortable.” Kai muttered out. Yeonjun almost cooed at him. It was precious how Kai still wanted to make sure he was okay, even though he had never expressed any discomfort with today’s events.  

Yeonjun reached out to the younger, grabbing his head to cuddle him into his chest. The younger wraps his arms around his waist in an instant, a familiar feeling filling the elder's stomach.  

“You’re always so sweet, Kai-ah. Hyung’s just fine, I would’ve told you if anything made me uncomfortable.” He feels Kai nod against his chest before he continues “Besides, if you hadn’t done that, we wouldn’t have ranked so high.” He smiles down at Kai, who just nods again after confirming that everything was okay with them. Kai lets out a breath of relief, squeezing Yeonjun’s in reassurance. He stands up, smiling down at Yeonjun. “Okay, I just- I wanted to make sure you were okay because-” Yeonjun shushes him, standing up to push the boy out of his room gently.  

“You did nothing wrong, baby. You can rest easy knowing hyung was very taken care of.” He kisses the younger on his forehead as he lets him out of the room, bidding him a good night before closing the door on him.  

The interaction was so sweet, leaving a small bit of warmth in his chest as he leans against the door. His heart was beating slightly faster, face reddening as he thought back on caring Kai had always been. Always so sweet, so pretty. Always so assertive yet so gentle when its needed.  

He feels himself twitch in his sweats. He looks down to see himself, hard and on full display. He didn’t want to acknowledge it, but he was hard the whole time. He just hoped the room was dark enough for Kai to look past it. The whole interaction should’ve been innocent, it should’ve been treated as Kai being a good younger member, but Yeonjun’s dirty mind had to ruin it. 

Kai didn’t notice him inhaling his scent as he cuddled him, he didn’t notice his slightly heavy breathing the moment he stepped into the room. The way his eyes lingered on his built frame, catching a glimpse between his legs as quickly as he could.  

Yeonjun should’ve treated it as a normal conversation, but Yeonjun was a fucking pervert.  

He wouldn’t touch himself, not tonight. Maybe today was a fluke, he probably wasn’t feeling this way about their youngest member.  

Just like yesterday was a fluke. 

And the week before that. 

And a month before that. 

A year. 

Maybe another few years behind that one as well. 

Of course, Yeonjun knew himself well. Well enough to know when he was feeling something towards someone like Kai. It was all just in his head. He’s so confident in the fact that he does not find himself standing in front of Soobin and Beomgyu’s dorm needing a second opinion.  

Wait. 

Why is he in front of Beomgyu and Soobin’s dorm? 
When did he get here? 

Well, since he’s already here, he might as well knock.  

He knocks on the door rapidly yet gently to not annoy their neighbors. On the other side of the door, he hears heavy footsteps coming toward him. The door swings open and he sees a wide eyed Beomgyu staring at him. 

“Oh! What’re you doing here, Yeonjunnie?” Beomgyu asks, eyes filled with curiosity. Ignoring the drop of honorifics, he answers as steadily as he could.  

“I just needed to talk to Soobin, is he awake?” The elder walks into the dorm, avoiding Beomgyu’s eyes as he tries to be nonchalant about his sudden appearance.  

Beomgyu, oblivious as ever hums an affirmation. “Yeah, he’s in his room.” He begins to walk back to his own room. “He hasn’t come out since we got home, be cautious.”  

At the sound of Beomgyu’s door shutting, Yeonjun makes his way to Soobin’s room, walking in without a second thought or a knock.  

“Soobin-ah, I need to talk to yo- oh shit !” 

He should have knocked. 

He hears Soobin yelp, covering himself with a piece of fabric he was holding onto.  

“Close the door, hyung!” Soobin shouts, his voice cracking at the end. In a haste, Yeonjun slams the door shut behind him.  

“Why are you still in here?!” Soobin shouts, tossing the fabric to the side and pulling his pants up as fast as he could.  

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Yeonjun spins around to face the door but still standing inside the room. “I just really needed to talk to you.”  

With a heavy sigh, Soobin shuffles a bit before instructing the elder to turn back around. Yeonjun turns back around to see Soobin flushed and breathing heavily. The fabric is sat next to him, Yeonjun can’t tell what it is, but he wants to know so badly.  

“Come sit down, hyung.” Soobin mutters. Yeonjun slowly makes his way to Soobin’s bed, sitting down on the edge. He felt tense as did the energy in the room. His hands were in his lap, fiddling with the string of his sweatpants. As he examined the messy room. His room was no better. The only thing that was different was the amount of clothes on his computer chair compared to the amount piled on his bed.  

“What’s wrong, Yeonjun-hyung? I’m not used to you coming to me like this.” Soobin starts off, his attention fully on Yeonjun.  

Yeonjun stared back at him, trying to find the words to explain the crisis that was brewing just a few hours ago. Soobin stared back at him trying to convey encouragement through his gaze. Yeonjun sighed, bringing a hand to rub down his face.  

“I’ve just been thinking a little too hard about something and I need someone to bring me down.” He looks at Soobin and purses his lips. “I feel like you’re levelheaded enough to do that for me.” 

Soobin nods in understanding, scooting closer to the elder.  Yeonjun stills, still jittery from catching Soobin in the act earlier. He wanted to ignore it for now, but he had a feeling that it would plague him in his lonesome time.  

“It’s just that...” Yeonjun breaths out. “I keep feeling things for Kai, they keep phasing in and out every time something happens between us.” 

Soobin’s are blown wide, mouth agape as Yeonjun admitted his feelings.  

“I think the game today made me recognize them more.” Soobin nodded along.  

“That’s okay, it’s normal to feel that way...” Soobin’s hands find his way to Yeonjun’s back, lightly rubbing the elder in comfort. Yeonjun still feels tense, he hopes Soobin doesn’t notice his back straighten up when he touched him.  

“I kept denying it, you know.” Yeonjun tries to keep his voice steady “It’s been happening for years, but I’ve always pushed them away because I thought Kai was so innocent.”  

He didn’t expect to hear himself admit this out loud. He doesn’t look for Soobin’s reaction, instead choosing to keep talking.  

“When I chose him for the game, I think I was hoping he’d do the same he did to you...” Yeonjun doesn’t complete his sentence, but Soobin understands.  

“I get it.” Soobin’s voice is soft. Yeonjun feels pathetic having to go to one of his younger members for such a mundane issue.  

“There’s nothing wrong with your feelings, hyung. I’m seriously surprised you kept them in check for so long.” Soobin chuckles lightly. “There’s no reason to beat yourself over them, though.”  

Yeonjun looks at him with raised eyebrows. “It’s hard not to.” Soobin shrugs, the easy-going attitude he was displaying made Yeonjun jealous.  

“All I’m saying is, as long as you’re not causing harm to yourself or other members, there's no need to be down and out about it. You’re an adult man, hyung. These are normal adult man feelings.” Yeonjun nods, feeling just a bit lighter about the entire situation. 

“I guess, man.” He sighs out. They sat in silence for a bit, comfortable and at ease compared to earlier.  

“Well,” Yeonjun stands up “Thank you for hearing me out, Soobin. Always so reliable.” He reaches out to Soobin to pinch his cheek, just to have his hand slapped away. He laughs at the aggressive movement, flinching away to avoid the younger’s large hand. He stops laughing abruptly when his eyes land on the fabric Soobin had in his hand earlier. It was positioned in a way that the print was slightly visible. His eyes widened, he recognized it. Soobin watched his expression change, a worried expression gracing his own features.  

“Hyung, what's wrong?” Soobin follows his line of sight, eyes widening when he catches what Yeonjun was looking at. 

“Hyung-” Soobin tries to slide the object behind him.  

“Is that-?”  

“Hyung, it’s not what it looks like-” 

“Soobin,” Yeonjun’s throat feels dry “What the fuck?!”  

Soobin’s eyes were teary, his face red as he tries to explain what Yeonjun had just seen. You might be wondering, what could have them both this distressed? Well... 

“Why do you have Kai’s shirt?” Yeonjun looked at him, expression unreadable as he looks at Soobin. The taller began sputtering, unable to come up with an excuse as Yeonjun approached him. He couldn’t tell what Yeonjun was thinking, his expression was practically blank as he looks down at him. Yeonjun knows what Soobin was doing, he walked in on him earlier. Yeonjun stands over him, eyes darting between him and the arm behind his back, hiding the black t-shirt so obviously. Yeonjun laughed, dark and cold.  

“Soobin,” He smiled down at him “since when were you such a fucking pervert?” he spat. Soobin flinched, looking down as he avoided Yeonjun’s mean stare. He couldn’t answer, his breathing was too heavy, and his eyes were becoming blurry with tears. Suddenly, he feels himself get yanked up by his hair. He yelps in surprise. Yeonjun is leaned down in front of him, too close for Soobin’s comfort.  

“Can’t speak, Soobin-ah?” He catches Yeonjun looking down at his lips, before staring down at Yeonjun’s. “I can’t believe you. Faking all that confidence just to be exposed like this.” 

Yeonjun lets go of his hair and pushes him back on the bed. He ignores Soobin’s small squeal, who’s startled at the suddenness of his actions. He examines the younger, eyes trailing down his body lustfully. His eyes stop at the large bulge poking through the younger's sweatpants. Yeonjun almost started drooling, the sight of Soobin’s hard-on egging him on to crawl on top the taller. 

Soobin gasped as Yeonjun straddled his lap, looking up at his hyung with the prettiest puppy eyes he’d seen. “Hyung, I-” 

“I didn’t tell you speak, did I, puppy?” Yeonjun’s tone was firm, he felt Soobin’s hips thrust up into him. He must like the name that was given to him. 

“Hyung’s not mad at you, puppy. Just surprised.” Yeonjun brings a hand to Soobin's face, caressing it. Soobin leans into the touch, body relaxing as reassures him of how he feels. Yeonjun applies pressure onto Soobin’s lap, just see how he reacts. Much to his enjoyment, Soobin moans softly, staring directly at Yeonjun. He thrusts up into Yeonjun, hypnotized with the noises Yeonjun responded with. The two of them continue grinding against each other, finding a rough and fast pace to get themselves off with.  

The room with filled with high pitched moans and gasps. The bed creaked as the two of them chased their own pleasure, eyes never leaving one another as they take in each other's fucked-out expressions. Yeonjun loved this. He had been pent up all this time, lusting after someone he thought was untouchable, someone so innocent. He thought it was a problem, only to find out that there was someone just as pathetic as him.  

“I bet you would love if Kai saw you like this.” Yeonjun teases, Soobin whines in response, hands trying to find somewhere to go. They finally find their place on Yeonjun’s waist, hesitant and sweaty.  

Yeonjun pauses his movements, reaching to his side to grab Kai’s shirt. He brought the shirt up to his nose, inhaling the scent Soobin had occupied his owns senses with. He could feel his dick twitching in his pants, precum sticking to his underwear as he continued his movements. Soobin watched in awe, moaning louder when he feels the elder grind down on him harder. His grip on Yeonjun’s waist becomes firmer. Yeonjun pulls the shirt away from his face, continuing to hold it tightly in his palm. 

“You’re so fucking pathetic.” Yeonjun panted as he grinds down onto Soobin, relishing in the way the way the taller boy thrusts up into him. Soobin looked up at him in desperation, his dick straining in his sweatpants as Yeonjun humps against him. “How long have you been doing this, huh?” Yeonjun asks. Kai’s shirt is balled up in his palm, taunting Soobin as he brings it up to his face, shoving it against the boy’s nose and mouth. Soobin inhales, eyes rolling back as the scent of Kai fills his senses once again. He thrusts up harder, moaning louder into the shirt causing Yeonjun to laugh at him, breathless.  

“Such a fucking pervert, Soobin. Taking our baby’s clothes for yourself, pretending you don’t know where they are.” He snatches the shirt away. “Tell me how long.”  

Soobin’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, overwhelmed by the pleasure being pressed upon him and the interrogation of one of his darkest secrets.  Another rough grind against his dick has him gasping out his answer. 

“Two years.”   

Yeonjun grabs the younger by his hair, ignoring the whimper that came from the action. “I knew it. You couldn’t help yourself.” He eyes Soobin, taking in his pained expression. “I saw the way you looked him during our performances. You loved the way Hueningie looked back then.” He let’s go of Soobin’s hair, letting him fall back onto the bed. Soobin’s grip on Yeonjun’s waist tightened as he thrusts up into his hyung, moans becoming higher in pitch as he chases his high.  

“Was it his hair? His stage outfits?” Yeonjun matched Soobin’s quick and rough pace, quickly approaching his own high. “Was it the way he looked at you with every stage?” Soobin’s thrusts became sloppier, needier. “Hyung--hyung ‘m so close.” He whines. The sound of Soobin being so close to breaking made him feral. “K-kiss me, please.” He begs. 

“I wanna taste Kai on your lips, Hyung.”  

Yeonjun pulls the younger up by his shirt, smashing their lips together in a heated kiss. Their teeth clashing as they move against each other in desperation. Yeonjun’s tongue swipes against Soobin’s teeth, the image of Kai’s lips lingering on Soobin’s front teeth lingering in his mind. It’s like he could taste their youngest member on him still.  

In one more rough thrust into Yeonjun, Soobin moans into the kiss, painting the inside of his sweats white. Yeonjun soon follows him, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he messes up his own clothes.  The two of them slow to a stop, pulling away as they try to catch their breaths. Yeonjun looked down at Soobin, breath hitching at his appearance. The youngers eyes were filled with unshed tears; his cheeks were red and flushed. His hair was stuck to his forehead, sweat covering his face giving him a glowing look. His lips were so red, swollen and bitten from how rough he had been on the younger. He could himself twitch in his sweats, already feigning for more despite how spent he already was. He runs his fingers through the younger's sweaty hair, whispering praises of how well he did into the air as Soobin stared up at him dazed.  

On the other side of the wall, Beomgyu is typing away on his phone. Sending Huening Kai and Taehyun text after text. Recounting everything he heard to the two youngest members.  

Hueningie ♡  

I wish I could’ve heard them (╯︵╰) 

Soobinie-hyung must’ve sounded so pretty... 

Me  

They sounded desperate lol 

Jjunie-hyung  kept calling Soobinie a pervert 

But I think he’s more perverted than him 

Taehyunnie ♡  

lmaooo 

You're one to talk Beomgyu-hyung  

Listening in on them when we all know you have noise cancelling headphones 

Me  

Well! 

Jjunnie hyung came to our dorm all awkward and tense 

I wanted to make sure our hyung was okay 

ANYWAY! What are you going to do with this information, Kai-ah? 

Do you need hyung to pull some strings? 

Hueningie ♡  

Mmm no!  

I know exactly what to do (≧◇≦)ゞ 

Chapter Text

The following weeks after Soobin and Yeonjun’s little… incident proceeded as normal as they could. Practice, lessons, avoid Kai, styling, fittings, confide in each other, take flights, perform, hotel, eat, sleep.  

Yeah. Completely normal routine. 

Soobin wanted to say that he was okay with his new normal, but he was suffering. Yes, Yeonjun did and is satisfying a craving he had been dealing with on his own for years on end, but he still felt empty. He didn’t have to avoid Kai, but he felt so much guilt for what happened with Yeonjun. He didn’t feel as much shame when it was own dirty secret to bare, he carried that secret for so long, so quietly. Even when he and Beomgyu were still roommates, his stash of Kai’s clothes went undiscovered, his feelings for Kai were never questioned. Yeonjun being in on his secret and feelings while also getting off to it with him is an entirely new story. 

Soobin is laid out on the bed in his hotel room, music blasting through his headphones when he hears his phone ping. It couldn’t be Yeonjun, he was still asleep in his own suite. He grabbed the phone and eyed the notification. A deep sigh leaves him as he reads the message. 

Kaitaku  

Hyung ٩(＾◡＾)۶ 

I’m coming to your room!! 

We haven’t been hanging much ╥﹏╥ 

I’ve been missing you... 

Soobin felt himself twitch in his shorts. God, he could already imagine the pout gracing the blondes pretty, pink lips.  

God, he really is a pervert.   

He didn’t mean to neglect Kai, he knows the younger is used to being around him almost all hours of the day. Any time Kai could find was spent either with him or Taehyun. It’s just with the way he has been feeling these past few days, he didn’t know if he could handle anymore close encounters with Kai. He didn’t want to make any mistakes when it came to him. He had so much to lose that he was okay with watching and waiting in the background.  

Besides, why would he rope his innocent Kai into his mess of feelings?  

A knock on his hotel room door startles him out of his thoughts. Fuck , he didn’t even give himself time to mentally prepare. He jumps up, rushing over to the door to let Kai in. He stills as he takes in the blonde's appearance. A barefaced Kai stood at his door with a black hoodie and grey sweatpants. The hoodie swallowed his large frame, hiding all the newly formed muscles underneath it. The younger smiles at him, bright and excited. If he had ears and a tail, he’d look like the equivalent to a happy golden retriever. 

“Hyung!” the boy beamed “I’m so glad you’re awake. I’ve been wanting to hang with you for a while.” He then held up a bag of snacks to show off. “I was thinking we could snack a little bit before bed?” The hope that reflected in his eyes made Soobin’s heart stutter. 

Soobin hoped his smile looked as real as Kai’s. His heart was beating like crazy, the fast-paced thumping in his chest refuses to slow down as greets the younger with faux excitement.  

“Of course I would stay up for you. I’ve been missing you a lot lately as well.” Liar. He had been dodging every attempt to hang out for a couple of days now. Oblivious to the lie, the blonde smiled at him softly, walking past him into the room.  

Soobin closes the door behind with a silent prayer, hoping that he could keep himself at bay. His hopes are crushed when he sees Kai laid out on his stomach, typing away at his phone with the snacks he’d brought beside him. Soobin froze, staring at the silhouette of his youngest member. It was a well-known fact that Kai’s figure was very... flattering to put it in less perverted terms. It seems to be showing even better with position he situated himself in.  

His eyes traced over the younger’s frame, not taking the time to realize how obvious he’s being. His broad back was arched so perfectly, his eyes sliding to the sliver of Kai’s waist that’s peeking out of his hoodie to taking in the curve of his backside. He was just so perfect and available. This is why he couldn’t handle being around Kai, it’s taking so much energy just to keep himself from going over there and-- 

“Hyung, come sit down.” Kai turned to pout at him. Soobin snapped out of his lust filled haze, rushing over to sit next to Kai on the bed.  

The two of them talked and ate for a couple of hours, as time went by Soobin started becoming more comfortable. His heartbeat slowed and his smiles became more genuine. Even when Kai looked at him with such adoration and happiness, Soobin kept his composure. It wasn’t until this very moment that Soobin practically lost his shit. 

“Soobin-hyung, why is your room so warm?” Kai began fanning himself with his hoodie as he began sweating very lightly. Soobin couldn’t really feel the difference in temperature.  

“Oh, I’m sorry do you want me to turn the aircon on?” Soobin began to stand up on to be stopped by Kai.  

“No, It’s okay. I’ll just-”  

Kai sat up, settling himself on his knees. Soobin continued watching the younger, eyes widening as he watches the younger take off his hoodie. Soobin felt so, so evil after watching the younger strip himself. The act itself was as innocent and normal as could be, but Soobin found it to be intimate and erotic.  

The way Kai’s tank top rode up as he pulled off the hoodie, the way his waist and tummy stretched, accentuating his figure more, the sigh of relief after ridding himself of the piece of clothing. All of it was dizzying, so lewd to have witnessed in such a calm collected setting.  

Soobin must have zoned out for a while because when he comes back to earth, he sees Kai snapping his finger in his face, worried gracing his features. 

“Hyung? You okay?” The younger sounded so sweet and concerned for his health, too bad Soobin was too busy being a fucking degenerate. Soobin cleared his throat and nodded, shaking himself out of his daze.  

“I’m fine Huening-ah. Just a little tired.” Lazy excuse, but always effective in these situations. 

“Oh,” The younger pouted at him. “I can leave if you need me to hyung.” Kai inched closer to him, placing a hand on his thigh to most likely comfort him. 

It did not comfort him.  

Soobin let out a shuddered breath, hoping Kai didn’t notice the heat slowly rising to his face and ears. He looked away, clearing his throat. 

“Yeah, maybe I just need some sleep.” Soobin said, cheers ringing in his head as he was finally being set free.  

Or so he thought. 

He feels two fingers on his chin, lightly turning his head. Next thing Soobin knows, he’s face to face to Kai, the younger too close for Soobin’s comfort. Kai began observing Soobin’s face, a frown on his face indicating his increased worry for the elder.  

Why does he look so pretty right now?  

“You’re a little red hyung,” He starts “I hope you’re not catching a fever.”  

Soobin couldn’t look Kai in the eye, so he tries to look everywhere else. Big mistake on his part. His eyes find themselves at the top of Kai’s tank top, taking in the sight of Kai’s large chest.  

Wow those are big. He thinks to himself.  

Or says aloud. 

“Oh, yeah. They’ve been getting bigger since I’ve been working out.” His fingers leave Soobin’s face to cup his breasts in his hands. The sight could’ve had Soobin’s nose gushing with blood, but he was better than that. He has a little more dignity than that. 

“Sometimes I wonder if there’s muscle or milk in these things.”  

Soobin’s jaw dropped at the words. He’d never heard Kai say something so out of pocket and inappropriate in his life. Soobin felt like his brain completely malfunctioned, static noise gathering in his ears as he tries to find a response. How could he respond to that?! Kai had said it so bluntly as if he’d talked about this before. Soobin paused.  

Who had he discussed this with before?!  

Before Soobin could say anything, he felt a tickle in his nose before feeling liquid drip from his right nostril. Kai looked at him, worriedly before yelping and getting up to grab tissue.  

“Hyung, you must be feeling terrible today!” He rushes off to the bathroom. “You could have told me! I would’ve gotten you medication or something!”  

God, Soobin was acting like a complete virgin . He feels so embarrassed, like there is literally no way he could recover from this moment, ever.  

The younger came rushing back into the room, a wet towel in one hand and a thick fold of tissues in the other. The younger instructed him to tilt his head down, placing the bundle of tissues on his nose as he places the cold, wet towel on his neck.  

Kai is always taking care of him so well, being the angel he was and always had been. In the beginning stages of his crush felt guilty, he felt like he’d been taking advantage of Kai’s kind and gentle nature and using it as material to jerk off with. Taking innocent actions and replaying it over and over for himself in the comfort of his room, furthering his guilt by decorating Kai’s clothing in his bodily fluids. He needs to get a grip on himself.  

Kai sighs from beside him. “You’re funny, hyung.” He smiles lightly. “You look so guilty right now. It’s cute.”  

Soobin scoffs, smiling under the wad of bloodied tissue.  

“Was it too much for you?” Kai continues, Soobin looks up at the boy curiously. “You were probably so shocked hearing me say that.” He said softly. Soobin nodded along with what he was saying, missing the undertone of what Kai was saying to him.  

“I always knew you were perverted, but looking down my top as I’m worrying about you.” Kai tsks. Soobin’s smile drops as Kai looks straight at him, smug and all knowing. “You must want me so bad, hyung.” His tone was low and sultry. Soobin could hardly breathe. With the nosebleed and Kai’s sudden attitude change, he could feel himself slowly lose his grip on reality.  

“Hold the tissue, hyung, I’m going to grab a soapy towel for you. You made everything messy.” Soobin follows his instructions as he watches the younger walk away again.  

What the fuck was going on?   

Soobin felt like everything was happening to fast, but he also felt like Kai knew more than he let on. His Kai wouldn’t do anything like that without knowing something, Kai was too innocent , too kind , so much better than him- 

Soobin’s rambled thoughts are cut off when Kai comes to take the tissue from his hand and wiping his nose down with a much warmer towel, tilting his head up with a free hand. Once Kai finished, he smiled down at the elder, cupping the elder's cheek with a soft expression. Soobin leaned into the touch subconsciously, taking as much comfort as he could from Kai. 

“I’m going to leave now, hyung. Sleep well, we have an early day tomorrow.” Kai lets him go to gather up the remaining snacks from the hotel bed. Soobin sat silently, watching him with starry eyes. He followed all his movements, silently contemplating on if he should say something to him. 

Before Soobin finally says something, Kai’s already gathered everything. Everything except the hoodie he’d come in with. The hoodie was still on Soobin’s hotel bed, abandoned by its owner. Kai reached for the door, bidding Soobin goodnight. As he opens the door, Soobin blurts out, startling them both from the projection of his voice. 

 “Huening-ah,” He holds out the hoodie toward the younger. “don’t forget your hoodie.” 

Kai smiled at the elder, the bright smile not matching the dark look in his eyes. He waved Soobin off. 

“It’s okay hyung, I think you need it more.” Kai giggled a little. “Maybe you and Yeonjun hyung could share it.” Soobin startled, eyes wide as Kai closed the door to his room. 

Fuck! Kai definitely knew something. 

Meanwhile, four rooms down, Yeonjun was in his own world. Eating a quick snack while looking down at the glowing city lights through the window. The past few days had been...different from Yeonjun’s point of view. His interactions with Kai were more calculated, he’d keep stealing glances at Soobin and Kai. It was like his mind was rewiring to fit them both in there. Letting both of his members plague his thoughts. Every night he had with Soobin since then had been nothing but wishing they could go further than dry humping and wondering what it would be like to have Kai in between them. Soobin felt guilty every time but Yeonjun? Proudly aware of his concerning actions. He knows he should feel guilty, but he doesn’t want to. Guilt won’t help him regulate his feelings towards the two of them. Besides, he likes being used by their leader, it was kind of hot. 

Speaking of their guilt-ridden leader, he hears his phone buzz against the small table he was eating at. He wasn’t expecting to get a text a Soobin tonight. Trying things like that in a hotel is risky, too many eye and ears around. That doesn’t stop him picking up the phone and reading Soobin’s message to himself. 

Leader Soobin  

Hyung... 

Can you come to my room, please? 

I know we said slow down a bit until we were back home but... 

I need you. 

Yeonjun felt a smile creeping onto his face as he sighs to himself. He loved when Soobin became needy for him. It was like the authoritative figure he was trained to be, the leader that everyone saw and admired disappears under the pressure of desperation and is being controlled by lust. With excitement coursing through him, he cleans up his meal and goes to rinse his mouth quickly before making his way to Soobin’s hotel room. After making sure the hallway was cleared, he made his way down the hall. Knocking on Soobin’s door firmly.  Yeonjun couldn’t even get a second knock in before Soobin opened the door, flushed and shirtless. His pajama pants also had a noticeable wet stain in the front. Yeonjun’s eyes widened as took in Soobin’s appearance before he was yanked in by the younger. He hears the door shut behind him. Soobin is breathing heavily, like he had already been in the middle of something before texting him.  

“Hyung,” Soobin’s voice was raspy, Yeonjun turned toward him, watching as he rushed past him to his bed. He picked up something and threw it toward Yeonjun, who was still stunned and confused at Soobin’s urgency.  

“Soobin, what is this?” He unravels the crumbled-up fabric and holds it out in front of himself. His eyes grew large upon realizing it was Kai’s hoodie. “When did you have time-” 

“Put it on.” Soobin cuts him off; he gulps as he watches Yeonjun’s expression morph from confusion into a sick smile. Of course, Soobin never disappoints him. His poor, broken mind must have short-circuited when he’d gotten possession of this hoodie.  

Soobin had watched Kai order the hoodie himself. Yeonjun feels like everything unknowingly started for Soobin that day. The secrecy of Kai ordering, the dramatic outburst when he looked over his shoulder, the way he was crouched in the corner as if he were doing something wrong . He found Kai so cute that day. Seeing the hoodie must have him pent up beyond relief. 

Yeonjun smirked toward the taller, stripping himself of his pants, underwear, and tank top, and putting on the hoodie. The hoodie swallowed his body. Kai wasn’t much taller than him, but his shoulders were broader, his arms were bigger which means Kai was bigger than him. Soobin’s eyes darkened as he watched the hoodie cover Yeonjun’s silhouette. The end of the hoodie falling to the middle of Yeonjun’s thighs. 

“Fuck, I knew it.” Soobin forced out. “Noona,” Yeonjun froze “it looks so good on you.” Yeonjun’s knees felt weak. Soobin knew what being called that did to him. He could feel his dick harden under the hoodie, the tip rubbing against the fabric as it perks up. Yeonjun saunters pass Soobin, lying down on his back. The mattress was soft but warm, like Soobin had been laying in this very spot.  

“C’mon, Soobin.” He sits up to look at Soobin, eyes low and lips formed into smirk. “Come use Noona’s thighs.”  

Soobin’s eyes fall to Yeonjun’s thighs, milky and plush as the elder presses them together. He could see his hole, puckered and cleanly shaven with his balls resting right above it. The sight had Soobin drooling, swallowing down the remaining saliva harshly as he makes his way to Yeonjun, stripping himself of his pajama pants that he quickly put on to answer the door. His cock was already lubed up from before Yeonjun had come in, but he thought it wouldn’t hurt to put a little more on. He grabs the lube from the bed and pours a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Yeonjun watched him eagerly, watching as Soobin’s hands shake while he applies the lube to his dick, admiring the glistening, large appendage. Yeonjun hopes one day they go further, and he could feel how big Soobin was inside. He knows the stretch would be phenomenal. God, he could probably see him inside of his stomach. Don’t get Yeonjun wrong, his dick wasn’t half bad. He had a pretty good size himself, but Soobin was on another level.  

Snapping himself from his thoughts, Yeonjun holds his legs up, inviting Soobin to insert himself between his legs. “Soobin-ah, I don’t want to keep waiting. Noona is feeling impatient.” Yeonjun says firmly. Yeonjun referring to himself as Noona made Soobin throb. He nods before setting one knee on the bed and planting one foot firmly on the ground then pushing his tip between Yeonjun’s thighs. The tightness made Soobin groan, eyes rolling back as he finally felt something other than his hand give him the warmth he needed. When Soobin bottoms out, his mind turns to mush. He looks down to see his dick next to Yeonjun’s, the size difference makes him groan. His dick surpassed Yeonjun’s by an inch, going past his belly button. He felt Yeonjun twitch beneath him. When Soobin looks up at him, he sees Yeonjun just as flushed as him, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as he eyes where they're connected.  

Soobin thrusts into the tight space, whimpering as he quickly sets his pace. He was rough and fast, fucking into Yeonjun’s thighs as if he was a virgin, desperate to feel more than what he was given. Yeonjun was reeling with every graze against his dick, the wetness of Soobin’s cock, along with his precum dripping onto his stomach made him dizzy. He’d moan, covering his mouth from time to time to muffle the sounds he made. He didn’t want anyone on this floor to suspect anything about the two of them. His stomach burned, mind all over the place as he imagines what it would feel like to have the brutal pace repeatedly prod at his prostate. He felt as desperate as Soobin looked. 

He couldn’t help himself, especially as Soobin drowned himself in pleasure. His face was flushed, lips parted as he breaths heavily, shaking with need as he keeps fucking into Yeonjun’s thighs with no regard to the person beneath him. If this is what the thought of Kai could do to him, imagine if the younger was there. He’d love to see the way Soobin would lose his mind.  

Yeonjun wants to make it happen. 

“You look so pretty, baby.” Yeonjun says, smug and breathless. “Doesn’t Noona look pretty in Kai’s hoodie? You couldn’t help yourself, huh?” Soobin whimpers in response, continuing his movements. 

“How’d you get this hoodie, darling?” Yeonjun questions him. Soobin couldn’t answer him, so deep into his pleasure that it was impossible to get his mind to come up with an answer.  

“Did you steal it, Soobin?” He sees Soobin shake his head no. “No? Oh , did our baby give it to you?” Soobin shivered above him, continuing to fuck into Yeonjun’s thighs at a brutal pace. Kai probably didn’t have any crazy intentions with doing so, the younger was just sweet like that. The fact that Yeonjun is wearing his hoodie right now is turning him on even more. Taking Kai’s kindness for granted wasn’t something he was used to, but he could kiss the ground he walked on for giving him an opportunity like this.  

“Our Hueningie must’ve made you so horny. Look at how disgusting you’re being.” Yeonjun reaches down to graze his finger against the tip of Soobin’s dick. “Getting all your dirtiness on Hueningie’s hoodie after he was so nice to let you borrow it. Of course, a mutt like you doesn't have any shame.” He hears the younger gasp as he stutters in his thrust. His movements are becoming sloppier; his whimpers are becoming louder and more pitched. He was so close and Yeonjun could feel it in the way he’s thrusting and throbbing against him. 

“Are you going to cum, puppy? ‘Gonna make a mess on Noona’s tummy like the dumb pup you are?” Yeonjun says, tone soft against the mean things he spat. It echoed through Soobin’s head, fighting against the static that had been ringing in his ears since he started using Yeonjun’s thighs. He moans loudly, cursing as he spills all over Yeonjun’s stomach, not caring about the staff or other members hearing him. The whole floor was bought out for them anyway.  

Yeonjun was still hard, watching as Soobin twitched with every spurt coming out of him. He looked so pretty like that, he always does. He lets down his legs, ignoring the soreness from keeping them together for so long, and sits up, eyeing Soobin as he catches his breath. 

“Did that feel good, honey?” He asks Soobin. Soobin nods dazed and sweaty as he looks down at Yeonjun. “That’s good baby. Noona just needs one more thing from you.” Yeonjun hopes Soobin understands what he means in his fucked-out state.  

Luckily, the younger caught on, immediately getting down on his knees in front of Yeonjun. His mouth opened and his tongue rolled out, readying himself for whatever Yeonjun needed to take from him.  

“You want Noona to use your mouth, puppy?” Yeonjun asked already knowing the answer. He still preens in excitement when Soobin nods up at him. At his confirmation, Yeonjun positions himself at the edge of the bed making it easier to insert his dick into Soobin’s waiting mouth.  

Yeonjun moaned as he felt the warmth of Soobin’s mouth wrap around his dick, he feels Soobin swallow around him as he bottoms out. He knew Soobin wasn’t a virgin, but it still took him by surprise when he took him in as deep as he did. “ Fuck, fuck that’s so good, baby.” His hands found Soobin’s hair. His was tight, making Soobin’s eyes roll back at the pain. The burn of his scalp and his recent orgasm had him reeling, making his dick twitch between his thighs. 

Yeonjun began slowly thrusting into Soobin’s mouth, moaning when he hears a wet noise leaves Soobin’s mouth. It sounded so slick, like he couldn’t even swallow around him.  

“Noona’s gonna go faster now, okay?” Soobin moans as best as he can in confirmation. 

With the approval he was given, Yeonjun wastes no time thrusting at quicker pace. Teeth clenching as he’s overwhelmed by the pleasure being given to him. “ God, Soobin. You feel so good around me.” Soobin moans, eyes glazing over, unshed tears threatening to spill with each thrust into his mouth. “I should’ve gotten you like this earlier; you look so pretty like this.” Soobin’s hand found its way to his hardening dick, slowly jerking himself off regardless of how sensitive he was feeling. “Look at you, giving yourself even more pleasure after using Noona the way you did. My greedy puppy.” Soobin moans around him again, higher in pitch as he jerks himself faster at the degradation. 

Yeonjun felt himself getting closer, his thrusts becoming uncoordinated, his dick pulsing rapidly in Soobin’s mouth. “‘M gonna cum, puppy. Can you swallow it for Noona? Make Noona proud?”  

Soobin nods as best as he can, picking up the pace as he feels himself getting closer to his second orgasm. A few thrusts and low, rough moan leave him as he thrusts his full length down as deep as he could, milking himself dry as he spills down Soobin’s throat.  

The aggressiveness of Yeonjun’s orgasm triggered Soobin’s own. He grips the base of his dick, thrusting into his fist as he spills onto the floor beneath him. He swallows as best as he can, choking down everything Yeonjun gives him. When Yeonjun finally really releases himself from Soobin’s mouth, he forces Soobin to look up at him, eyes crazed as he instructs to look up at him. 

“Open up for me, puppy.”  

Soobin opens wide, letting his tongue roll out of his mouth once again to show Yeonjun that he had been good and listened to him. Yeonjun smiled down at him, laughing breathlessly, fully relaxing. “You did so well, took me so well for our first time.” His hands fall from his hair to his face, caressing his cheeks as Soobin leaned into the touch happily. 

After cleaning Soobin up, dressing Soobin and himself, and cleaning up the mess Soobin had made. He tucked Soobin in, deciding to ask what had him in the state that he was in later. He makes his way to the door, turning the rooms light off, he exits the room. Closing the door lightly. 

As he exits the room, he bumps, who had been standing outside of Soobin’s room with a bright smile. Teeth pretty and pearly against the pink of his lips. Even without his makeup he still looked like a doll. Yeonjun startles, yelping in surprise before hitting the younger on the shoulder. 

“Yah! You scared me, Kai-ah!” Kai smirked at Yeonjun, humming in acknowledgement.  

“I didn’t mean to scare you, Noona.” Yeonjun froze for a quick second, recovering once he realizes Kai calls him that all the time. He scoffs, pushing down whatever feeling was starting to bubble up. “Be careful with me. Were you looking for Soobin?” Kai shook his head, an innocent look of curiosity gracing his features.  

“I was looking for you, actually.” He gives Yeonjun a once over, giving him a smug look as he takes in his attire. “I had a question, but I think I got my answer to it.” Kai plays with the string of his hoodie, while looking at Yeonjun darkly. 

Wait...hoodie? 
Was Yeonjun still wearing the hoodie? 
The hoodie Kai gave to Soobin? 

Yeonjun’s shot open once he realized, he watched Kai’s smirk morph into a full-blown smile. Yeonjun tried to sputter out an excuse, breathing quickening as he realized there was no reasonable excuse he could give. 

Kai shushes him, leaning against the wall to show Yeonjun he isn’t up in arms about it. 

“I had a feeling you two would make good use of it.” He says, taking Yeonjun aback. Yeonjun couldn’t even respond before spoke again. 

“I know Soobin loved it, could hear him in Taehyun’s room. But you, I bet you loved it even more.” Yeonjun flushed, as he stared back at Kai. The younger had never spoken to him like this. “Didn’t you, Noona?” Kai reaches up to tuck a hair behind Yeonjun’s ear, listening to the elder let out a long-held breath.  

Kai smiled down at him before bidding him good night before turning to go into what he assumes is Taehyun's room. Before thinking, Yeonjun calls out to the younger. 

“Kai-ah, what were you doing in Taehyun’s room?” He said into the quiet hallway. 

Kai shrugged, smile never leaving his lips. He then calls out into the empty and quiet hallway. 

“I’ve been pent up too, Noona.”  

Yeonjun’s jaw dropped as the younger disappeared behind the door. His mind had blanked out, unable to process what he had heard. 

He thought Kai was innocent, naive, that he was just an angel trying to his earthly job just go home to sleep on his plushy filled bed. He knows Kai is a twenty-two-year-old man. Of course, he is but he was never open about things like this. Now he’s suddenly plotting his hyungs’ demise and fucking Taehyun?! 

What the fuck was going on?  

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The next morning, Soobin woke up to the sound of an alarm with a clothed and clean body. Snuggly wrapped up in his duvet and warm. Yeonjun really took care of him. Soobin feels a small smile form on his face, mind racing with reruns of the night before. They day ahead of him was set to be busy, a show today and tomorrow, then they travel to the next stop. He gets out of bed, stretching his aching limbs before grabbing his phone and making his way to the bathroom. 

He feels his phone buzz in his hand, before he places it on the counter face up.  The phone buzzes again and again, making him worried that he’d missed something the night before.  

He looks down to see two messages from Kai and a mass of messages from Yeonjun, that didn’t seem too good to Soobin. 

His eyes widen at the messages Kai sent, ears burning with embarrassment with each syllable shown on the screen.  

Kaitaku    

I knew it (⋋‿⋌ ) 

You and yeonjunnie hyung are so cute!! You both love me soooo much 

Soobin couldn’t respond, eyes rereading the texts over and over to make sense of them. Did he hear them? Was Soobin that loud? Kai’s room was around three doors down from his own, which means the entire floor must’ve heard him moaning out for... 

Strike him down where he stands, that is so embarrassing!  

He brushes past the messages, clicking onto Yeonjun’s instead. Hopefully his hyung had a good distraction from what Kai had sent him. 

Weird Hyung  

Soobin... 

Did you know Kai and Taehyun were fucking?! 

He was outside of your room after we... 

Anyways!  

He told me he heard us from Taehyun’s room, and I was like ‘what were you doing in Taehyun’s room’ 

The little shit just says, ‘I've been pent up too, noona.’ 

Hot as fuck btw 

BUT!!! 

I’m scared? Aroused?  

He also said he gave you the hoodie on purpose 

WHERE DID THIS DEMON SPAWN APPEAR FROM?!!! 

Soobin blinked twice, rubbed his eyes and blinked again. That was a lot to take in, but as the messages settled in his mind, he felt something burning inside of him. His bright morning mood instantly had turned gloomy in mere seconds. Kai was fucking Taehyun?! With the way Yeonjun described it in the text thread, he k must’ve been so smug about it. Bragging about it to Yeonjun right outside of his room. Soobin isn’t going to dance around his feelings in this situation. 

He can recognize when’s he’s jealous. 

Jealous of Taehyun having Kai in the position, jealous of Yeonjun being told about it first. Hell, he was even jealous of the fact that other people could have heard it too!  

But now the jealousy is cooling down into insecurity. Soobin stands in the bathroom, letting tap water flow as he drowns himself in his own thoughts. There were moments where noticed the two being close, whispering in each other's ears secretly, giggling at each other as if they were the only two in the room before someone interrupts them, that someone usually being Beomgyu.  Soobin’s mind is flashing red and blue, emotions going back and forth with things he shouldn’t be feeling.  

Maybe he could ease up a bit. He’s at a little happy he was with someone he could trust instead of some random he met outside. Soobin lets out a sigh, grabbing his toothbrush to begin getting ready for what he thought would be a good day. 

He forgets to respond to everyone, leaving the messages on read until he was finally prepared for the day 

He sends Kai a blushing emoji, telling him to leave him alone before responding to Yeonjun. 

Me  

Lmao why did that kind of make me sick to my stomach 

Soobin doesn’t wait for another response, before packing his phone into his book bag and leaving the hotel room, getting ready to push through his day as a leader and public figure. When he made it down to the lobby, all the members and staff were already there. Yeonjun was jittery and exhausted, yet the youngest were chatting away like it was nothing. Kai was leaning on Beomgyu, the shorter had a sleepy smile on his face as Taehyun rambled on about their last day of tour as the other two listened fondly. 

Ah, it is the last day huh…  

On any other occasion, Soobin would be smiling at them with the same amount of fondness, maybe even joining in, but he couldn’t find it in him for some reason. Instead, he just looked on with a twinge of sadness plaguing his mind. He might’ve been staring too long because Kai began to look back at him with concern, mouthing ‘ are you okay’ toward him. He gave him a small nod before their manager calls out to them, instructing them to get in their cars. He looks away from the younger, trying to gather his feelings up and store them. 

They split in two groups: Yeonjun, Soobin, and Taehyun in one car, Beomgyu and Kai in the other. The arrangement was a little strange, he was used to being the car with Beomgyu. He wonders what made them switch it up today. He looks over at Yeonjun, who looked just as exhausted as him, but jumpier. As they all get into their respective car, he looks at Kai one more time, smiling a little when the blonde waves at him. He couldn’t believe that someone as sweet as Kai could— 

Soobin doesn’t want to think about it anymore. 

The ride is long; Taehyun is rambling excitedly to Yeonjun again with the elder nodding and humming along. Soobin is sitting there with his eyes closed, not to sleep, but to mentally prepare himself. He can work around this, he knows he can. Honestly, he just wishes he knew where Yeonjun’s mind was at in all of this. 

Promotions ended almost three weeks ago and Yeonjun hasn’t had a peaceful day since. Between finding out Kai wasn’t as innocent as he portrayed himself to be and his situation with Soobin, he’s been slowly losing his grip on reality. He hadn’t talked to anyone about the entire situation, but he knows the other members and staff are starting to catch on to whatever is going on with him. 

Yeonjun didn’t want to think about it too deeply, but he really enjoyed yesterday. Being able to take care of Soobin the way he did felt good during and after the fact. That empty feeling he got when they did stuff was still there, but that’s something that could be thought about later. His legs were a little sore from holding them together so tightly, but watching Soobin lose himself in pleasure was worth it. He just wishes that they held out on their promise to wait until the made it back to Korea.   

Today was the last day of their tour. Everyone’s excited, jumping in joy about finally being done with this chapter in their lives. There’s more to prepare when they go home, but the relief of not having to constantly ride planes every other day was enough to get them hyped up. While Yeonjun is very excited, the reality of everything left a painful amount of pressure on his chest.: he watched as everyone else happily talked to each other on the ride here, smiling stiffly as Taehyun rambled on excitedly. He gets concerned looks from Soobin and staffs alike, making him try harder to hide his sour mood. Could they tell that something was ruining his excitement? 

Yeonjun  tries not to let it show but he’s jumpier and more nervous around Kai now, always trying to keep the contact to a minimum. He’ll play it up for the cameras and jokingly swat at him but the aggressive beating in his chest and red ears give him away.  

With avoiding Kai also came extreme caution, making Yeonjun watch his member like hawk. He observes how he interacts with his members, his interactions with Taehyun, Beomgyu, the stylist, cameramen, anyone who came near Kai. It’s like he was catching onto things he’d always pass as Kai being a sweetheart. For example, right now. 

They were taking a quick break from rehearsal; the members were spread out on various areas of the stage. Yeonjun was sat on the stage on his phone, Taehyun was going over lighting and their script with the staff. Soobin was laid out on stage, spaced out and exhausted, Beomgyu and Kai were— 

Beomgyu and Kai were nowhere to be found. The color drained from Yeonjun’s face, there’s no fucking way. He would’ve at least caught that, right? The way the two of them act when they’re together seemed purely platonic in Yeonjun’s eyes, they were always playfully arguing and teasing each other like a pair of siblings. There’s no way he could’ve missed something as significant as that. 

Right?!  

Were he and Soobin the only ones left out? Was he watching his youngest member grow with rose tinted glasses, assuming that his Huening-ah was too precious, too angelic, too naïve to do anything as salacious as sleep with his band members, maybe even other people. There was only one way he could ease his thoughts, to give himself the opportunity to see if he was as in denial as he seemed. 

Yeonjun stands up from his chair, calmly walking away without notifying staff of where he was going. As he made his way to the back of the stage, he tried to take calm and collected steps to listen out for anything suspicious. He’d been walking for a couple minutes before he heard a broken moan and a gasp. Light and barely audible, yet the noise made Yeonjun jump out of his skin. His eyes land on a supply closet door, there no light reflecting under the gap between the floor and the door, but he could hear little noises traveling out into the hallway.  

Yeonjun leans against the wall, checking down the empty hallway to see if anyone would see him sat in front the closet. Once the coast was clear, he sat down against the same wall, waiting for another noise to come through. 

It didn’t take too long before he had realized he found his other members. 

“ What are you going to do when Soobin and Yeonjun Hyung take me away from you?”  

He hears what he knows is Kai’s voice, but it’s a tone he’d never heard from the younger. Low and sultry, his voice like velvet rubbing across his skin. It gives him goosebumps when he hears his and Soobin’s names be mentioned. 

His breath catches in his throat when he hears a second voice whine back to Kai. 

“ I’ll still have Taehyunnie”  

…Huh. 

So, all three of them were messing around right under his and Soobin’s noses, sneaking around, using each other for relief. Yeonjun’s mind feels like it’s running a million miles per second. Wondering who could’ve started it, when they could have started it. How were they so quiet? The past few weeks had already been driving him crazy but this?!  

How much worse could this possibly get?  

He hears Kai scoff, sarcasm leaking in his tone when he retorts “ You wouldn’t have Taehyunnie if I didn’t break him down enough. You think you can handle him on your own?”   

Beomgyu tries disguise another moan, laughing breathlessly before responding “You taught me a lot, I can do just as much to him, probably even more than you.”  

The room is silent for split second before he hears a moan being forced out of Beomgyu. The noise made Yeonjun jump, heavily breathing as he anticipates the next response. 

Beomgyu moans and whimpers, his deep voice pitching in ways Yeonjun has never heard from the younger. Yeonjun should leave, he doesn’t have a reason to keep listening anymore. He got all his answers the moment he heard Beomgyu confirm his suspicions. So, why was he still here? He should be plenty satisfied with what he heard. 

“Beomgyu-Hyung, you’re too cocky. You think you can get Taehyunnie off without me?” A smack and a loud gasp echo into the hallway. “You think this useless thing will be enough for our pretty boy?” He hears Kai sigh disappointingly.  

“So big, yet so, so useless. It’s sad really, it fills me up so well.”  

Yeonjun was about to pass out. There was so much information he was getting within these few minutes of him eavesdropping. He could make an entire PowerPoint presentation with everything he’d learned about Kai recently. His but was starting to hurt from sitting down for so long, maybe he should leave now. 

As Yeonjun stands up, he hears footsteps coming down the long hallway. He looks up to see Taehyun walking, eyes focused on his cellphone with a concentrated frown. Yeonjun felt his blood turn cold, there was literally no way he could avoid confrontation. Taehyun looks up to see Yeonjun frozen in place, a smirk beginning to slowly form on his face. 

“Oh, Hyung! Crazy to see you here.” He said sweetly, but Yeonjun knew better. There was a hint of sarcasm underlying his statement, he knew why Yeonjun was here, he’s trying to fuck with him. Trying make Yeonjun more anxious than he already was. 

It was working. 

“ Shit ! I mean,” Yeonjun’s voice cracked as he jumped “Yeah, I was just...taking a walk.” He tries to smile but it comes out more like a grimace compared to Taehyun’s growing, predatory simper.  

“Huh, that’s funny. I remember hearing Beomgyu and Kai mention going on a walk. Though they only told me and asked me to find them after a little while if they were gone too long.” Taehyun is coming closer to him, closer to the closet, closer to hearing what’s happening in the closet. Yeonjun couldn’t hear anything no more, assuming he was found out by the two he’d been listening to. “I haven’t been able to find them though.” Taehyun stops in front of him, right next to the closet door. “Have you, Hyung?” He asked, yet it sounded like he already knew the answer. He smiles at Yeonjun, canines on display as he watches Yeonjun sweat buckets, eyes avoiding Taehyun’s large ones. 

When Yeonjun doesn’t answer, Taehyun laughs humorlessly, raising his hand to knock on the closet door. “Breaks over, come out before you get an even bigger audience.” Yeonjun could hear shuffling from the closet and a soft whine of ‘ noooo’ leave Beomgyu. When he hears Kai shush him gently, he doesn’t do anything but stare down at the floor, trying to figure out something to say or an excuse to leave. 

Yeonjun looks back up at Taehyun, swallowing whatever pride he had left before speaking.  

“I-I didn’t think-” 

“Hyung, you don’t need to explain yourself to me.” Taehyun says in a quiet tone, smile still gracing his features. “I’m not the one who’s got you hard in the middle of the venue hallway, am I?” He follows Taehyun’s line of sight, eyes tearing up in embarrassment when he spots the half-chub poking through the front of sweatpants. As if things couldn’t get worse, the door to the supply closet swings open, revealing a flushed and pouty Beomgyu and an equally as flushed yet smug Kai.  

Beomgyu’s eyes widened at the sight of Yeonjun, sputtering excuses as to why they came out of the closet. His excuses were useless, boarding on nonsensical rambles. It goes on for a couple seconds before Beomgyu looks at Yeonjun’s wide-eyed stare and let out a loud, harsh sigh and drops his head. Taehyun watches on as he tries to hold in a laugh, before completely failing and letting out a giggle. The sound of Taehyun making fun of him makes Beomgyu snap his head toward Taehyun, pout deepening as he clings to the younger. He whines about Kai being mean and something along the lines of ‘Tyunnie I’m good, right? I do good, right?’ with Taehyun dragging his hyung away, letting him cling to his shoulder as he reassures Beomgyu with ‘yes, Beomie. You do so well for us.’  

The two of them walk away chatting with each other, leaving Yeonjun alone with the devil himself. The younger was staring down at him, smiling as if he’d done nothing wrong. Yeonjun found it, something he used to adore, infuriating. His embarrassment simmered into something angry, burning the pit of his stomach and leaving an acidic taste in his mouth.  

“Kai-ah.” The anger in his tone made his sour mood evident, yet Kai still smiled down at him. “What were you thinking? Anybody could’ve walked over here and heard you!”  

Kai didn’t even flinch when Yeonjun raised his voice, it pissed the elder off even more. Instead, he just responds with a cool and collected tone. 

“Did you want it to be you instead, hyung?”  

Yeonjun froze looking at him incredulously, as if the blonde was wrong. He wanted to call him out, call him irresponsible for risking his reputation like that. Unfortunately for Yeonjun, he couldn’t find it in himself to respond properly. His mouth is open, but nothing is coming out, opening and closing in an attempt to scold Kai. Kai watched him, rolling his eyes before letting out a laugh in disbelief.  

“Hyung, you sat out here and listened for God knows how long before Taehyun found you. You didn’t seem too cautious then.”  

Yeonjun clenched his teeth, resisting the urge retort back, in fear that it would incriminate him further. He looks to the side avoiding the harsh gaze sent his way. 

“To be honest Hyung,” Kai steps forward, crowding Yeonjun into the wall “this was all fun at first, but you and Soobin hyung are really starting to piss me off.”  

Yeonjun holds his breath, unable to comprehend how the situation got flipped on him. He’s seen Kai angry, sometimes he’s the cause of said anger, but this time felt different. Usually,  Yeonjun found Kai’s anger to be funny, teasing him when broods silently. He couldn’t find any humor in it this time. Not when Kai looked at him so indignantly. The usual shine of his brown eyes was replaced with a dullness he’d never seen before. It was frightening, truthfully! He just couldn’t help but to think that Kai still looked so pretty like this. He didn’t know what to do, how to feel, what to say. All he could do was let Kai keep talking. 

“You’ve been avoiding me for weeks, yet you keep watching me so hard that your eyes lose focus. You want me so bad, yet you use Soobin to placate your fantasies about me. What makes you think that I’ll chase after you two when I have people who will make it known that they want me, hyung?” Kai let out a shaky breath, crossing his arms over his chest as he looked away from Yeonjun. “You acting jealous over me and what I’m doing when I’ve had to endure the same thing, for years mind you, is fucking insane.”  

Yeonjun was speechless, unable to find a proper response to Kai’s statement. He wasn’t used toKai cursing him out so easily, he barely cursed! Even though Yeonjun was shocked, he knew he was right. Yeonjun wasn’t innocent himself. Even before Soobin, he found himself sneaking off with different people, getting a quick fuck out before returning to his members. Plus, with him and Soobin sneaking around with the excuse of wanting Kai, he could see why it would piss the younger off so much.  

He reaches out to Kai, unraveling his arms from his chest to grab onto his hands. Kai doesn’t resist it, reluctantly letting Yeonjun do what he wants. When Yeonjun laces their fingers together wordlessly, Kai felt his face burn hot. He’s supposed to be angry but that was so romantic of his hyung! That was honestly the most he’s gotten out of Yeonjun since the day of the game.  

Yeonjun looked down at their interlocked hands for a bit, giving himself a chance to see and enjoy the sight. It felt comfortable, a bit clammy, but still comfortable.  

“Huening-ah, I didn’t mean to make you feel this way. I just didn’t know how to navigate this entire situation with you and Soobin. Like coming to terms with my feelings toward you is one thing but adding Soobin too is just- hyung is overwhelmed, Kai-ah.” 

Kai nodded along with his ranting, a pout gracing his features as he rubbed against Yeonjun’s finger with his own. Once Yeonjun finished he opened his mouth to respond, Taehyun shouts down the hallway, letting them know the staffs were looking for the two of them. 

Yeonjun lets out a sigh, he had more to say, but his chest felt lighter after getting to talk to Kai. He feels Kai let go of one his hands, eyes shooting open when he feels a feather light touch on his chin, tilting his upward. Kai’s face was closer than he thought it was, letting him view Kai’s fond expression toward him front and center. Yeonjun thinks Kai might give him a heart attack, he was looking down at something familiar but so different. That look of adoration was something Yeonjun could notice from far away, but Yeonjun was seeing it in a new light. So when Kai leaned in closer, kissed his cheek, and pulled back, Yeonjun could react the best way he could.  

He gasped so sharply that it made him choke on air, sending him into a fit of coughing. 

Kai broke out into laughter, patting Yeonjun on the back lightly to try and soothe his cough. The amount of embarrassment Yeonjun has faced due to this one person should be studied. Once his fit calmed down, Kai spoke again, voice as gentle as could be. 

“You did good, hyung. Keep being honest with me and I’ll give you more.”  

The younger walks away from him, with Yeonjun already reminiscing the moment they just shared. He watched him walk, quickly gathering himself and his anxiousness before following after him. 

Yeonjun was just a bit happier, and when he got back in front of the staff and other members, they could all tell.