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The bathrooms are already foggy by the time Junghwan stands over the vanity to shave. It has been a busy week of promotions for their new comeback and finally, in the quiet of the night, the young dark-haired boy finally got some time to himself as he etched the thin blade over the stubble.
The others had already finished showering and despite Junghwan being a hot and sweaty mess himself, he liked the routine of his slow pace and didn’t want to accidentally rush and give himself a cut like he had done many times before. He lets out a soft sigh of relief with a shoddy smile, his breath only adding further perspiration to the blurred mirror.
“What do you think?”
The sudden question snaps Junghwan out of his daze and he looks over at whomever the voice came from. A small smirk grew on his lips when he saw it was Jaehyuk, freshly showered and clad in a towel that hung loose on his hips.
Jaehyuk cards his fingers through his hair, “Do you think I should cut it?” the older male hums, picking up the electric razor and Junghwan shrugs, wiping off the rest of the access shaving cream from his now smooth skin.
“I think it looks good,” The boy nod slowly, his eyes forcing themselves away from Jaehyuk exposed nipples and damn skin and up to his long dark hair, still in its half up hair. “I kinda miss having my own long hair, not gonna lie,” he chuckles as a weak attempt to clear his dry throat, quickly tearing his gaze away as he ruffles the back of his own short black locks.
With a soft clink, Jaehyuk sets the razor down and approaches Junghwan, his hand settling on the younger's shoulder with a matching smirk. “I mean your hairs are already long enough to cover that damn left side of yours constantly,” he muses teasingly, ruffling the younger's hair.
“Fuck off, that’s not what I meant,” Junghwan grumbles, swatting the older male’s hand away, “You know when I was younger, I used to have really long hair,” he mumbles as he rubs his hand over his smooth chin as if to distract himself from Jaehyuk’s judgement.
“I suppose it would look good, but you’d probably just drown your face in it,” Jaehyuk teases further, “I just want to see your pretty face for once—” He struggles against Junghwan’s twisting and turning, struggling to push Junghwan’s hair back to get a better look at his entire face for once.
“Stop it, hyung—seriously—” Junghwan whines, nearly falling flush against the full body mirror as he struggles to get away from the menace that was Jaehyuk but of course, the older male would never let him get away as would do the exact same thing if the roles were reversed.
But luckily, the bathroom wasn’t an endless void, and soon Jaehyuk managed to pin the younger boy against the bathroom mirror, Junghwan’s hot skin flushing against the damn mirror. “I hate you so much, you know that—” he squirms under the shorter male's hold when he pushes back his hair.
However, Junghwan’s words of hatred die on his tongue when Jaehyuk finally kisses the exposed side of his face, his pinkish lips doting on the hidden side of his face like it was some sort of treasure to the older boy.
“S-stop it…” he whispers, his voice rough with embarrassment and need. The cocktail of shame and desperation was only sending the boy further and further into Jaehyuk’s hold.
“Such a handsome face and you gotta keep it on lock down for some reason…” Jaehyuk tuts, his arms snaking around Junghwan’s sexy waist, grabbing at the loose fabric on his oversized shirt. “Look at it, Junghwan, look at the beauty that you hide from me,” he whispers against Junghwan’s ear and the boy quivers in both shame and arousal, his eyes finally meeting his own through the mirror.
His eyes were dark, lidded and hazy as if he were hanging by a thread. He didn’t pay much attention to the canvas of his skin as whole but rather if his slowly growing hard on would be noticeable through his baggy sweatpants to the older male who had already caught him in a compromised position.
Junghwan nearly moans when Jaehyuk’s hand slips under his black shirt, pushing it up higher to expose his damn abs that were now coated in another layer of sweat due to the steamy bathroom and Jaehyuk’s hotter touch.
“Such a slutty body you hide under layers and layers of clothing… God, who are you trying to hide from, baby boy?” he whispers against the younger's ear, and he whines in embarrassment.
“It’s just comfortable…” he protests though his legs buckle under him when Jaehyuk’s hand trails down further, curling around the very visible bulge in his pants, “W-what are you—” his voice is unnaturally high when Jaehyuk’s free hand gropes his fat ass – he hadn’t even noticed the older man had already pulled down his sweatpants enough to expose his behind.
“So damn beautiful…” Jaehyuk practically growls, his hands massaging into the plush skin of Junghwan’s ass cheek and the younger man shakes his head vehemently, whining with each mould of his hot skin. “Don’t shake your head,” his hand quickly moves away from Junghwan’s ass to tug back his hair, forcing him to face his own beauty.
“Mm but it’s embarrassing hyung, I-“
Jaehyuk sticks his fingers into the younger man’s mouth as his own makeshift pacifier, a small smirk growing on his lips knowing full well Hwan couldn’t resist sucking on anything that was in his mouth. “Admit it, sweetheart, you’re the most perfect creature God has ever created,” he mutters against Junghwan’s reddened ears, his voice rough with both need and desperation for the boy.
But Junghwan only whines in response, his own saliva drooling out of his mouth, coating Jaehyuk’s veiny fingers in enough wet fluids to adequately open Junghwan up, “Cmon, let go of my fingers.” Junghwan gives his fingers one last suck before reluctantly opening his mouth, letting go of Jaehyuk’s fingers not without pouting, “There you go,” he rubs Junghwan’s side before rubbing his freshly coated fingers over the younger’s hole.
“F-fuck… Jae…hyuk—” He cries out softly at the first penetration, his thick finger already forcing the leaking boy to mewl out in both pain and pleasure, “be gentle…” He whines, a damp spot growing in his sweatpants as he writhes around Jaehyuk’s index.
Jaehyuyk’s grip on Junghwan’s waist tightens, “Already wet, baby boy?” He laughs at the younger’s lack of response, his head falling slack but Jaehyuk wouldn’t let Junghwan hide his face anymore, not around him at least. His free hand tugs Junghwan’s hair back, forcing his head up as he pressing his fingers deeper inside Hwan, “Cmon, tell me how pretty you are and then I’ll be as gentle as you want, Hwannie…”
Junghwan whines and shakes his head, his lips covered in drool, his hot plush pink lips glistening in the dim lighting of their shared bathroom. The boy looked completely helpless and pathetic !! As he looked, Jaehyuk wouldn’t give into his bratty refusal, his fingers pulling out of the whiney man, leaving him desperate, empty and aching.
“Hyung, please I’ll do anything but don’t make me—”
His pathetic foolish little begs were cut off when Jaehyuk forces his entire length inside Junghwan’s tight hole in one deep plunge, his loud moan practically revibrating around the damp walls, his flushed features pressed right against his line of sight and Junghwan could only whine helplessly at this torture.
“P-please hyung… I’ll be good, fuck I’ll do whatever just don’t make me say those things…” he groans, struggling to keep quiet when it felt as if Jaehyuk was rearranging his guts from inside out.
“Tell me how fucking sexy you are, baby,” Jaehyuk only thrusts himself in and out of Junghwan faster, his grip on the younger’s slutty waist tightening enough to surely leave bruises in the morning, “Scream it, sweetheart, tell me how cunty you are…” he whispers rough and desperate against the youngers ear, his hot breath ticking his nape, sending shivers down his already weak spine.
Junghwan whines and looks down at his feet, muttering reluctantly as he pounded further and further against the mirror, “I’m slutty…” his voice is low and deeper as usual but Jaehyuk wouldn’t take that cop out as a means for Hwan to suddenly be rewarded, only further slamming his cock up against Junghwan’s walls.
The gasps that leave Hwan’s wet lips are messy and desperate, his eyes locking with his own, his body covered with the fog of the mirror as Jaehyuk whispers, “Look yourself in the eye and tell yourself how perfect your body is,” he bites Junghwan’s lobe, his arms wrapping around the length of Junghwan’s slutty waist as he pounds deeper into Junghwan as if to reach the other side of his stomach with the force of his thrusts.
Tears finally escape Junghwan’s glossy eyes and he stares at himself with all the love he can conjure whilst Jaehyuk holds him still, his hands slamming against the mirror which isn’t textured enough to hold onto and he whines out, “I’m fucking perfect and I’m sexy…” he breathes, staring at himself as the hot tears stain his already flushed face, “I swear, I’m so beautiful I-“ he cries out in both pain and pleasure, “Please slow down now, Jaehyuk… I swear I’m handsome—” he groans, nearly slipping off the mirror completely when Jaehyuk finally slows down his brutal pace, gripping Junghwan’s thigh to keep the weak boy steady against him when he finally reaches climax.
“Jae…. Fucking—ah- “ Hwan groans from the depths of his throat, his legs thrashing and shaking when the white fluids stain the already messy mirror further. Jae’s arms loosen around his waist, letting the boy slowly fall to the ground along with him. He holds Junghwan close to his chest, rubbing his stomach before kissing his forehead. “I hate you…” Junghwan crows as he begrudgingly wipes at his tears, his voice cracked and broken even more so than the flustered expression on his face and the mess of hair that lay flat against his forehead.
“I love you, so damn much, you know that?” Jaehyuk chuckles, cradling Junghwan in his lap as he presses another shoddy kiss to his cheek, “I’m so proud of you…” he whispers, his long dark hair tickling Hwan’s wet cheeks . The younger man swats Jaehyuk away.
“When I can’t walk tomorrow, let’s see how proud you’ll be then…” he muses, struggling to be bratty and pouty when Jaehyuk was suddenly being so soft to him. His legs felt like jelly so he couldn’t even push the older man away, even if he wanted to. His fingers toil with Jaehyuk’s hair slowly and carefully, his eyes lidded as he struggles for air.
Soft and careful, Jaehyuk wipes the remaining tears away from Hwan’s face before giving him a matching tender kiss. “You look the most beautiful like this you know…” he whispers, “Right here, in my arms..."