Chapter Text
Sunoo [12:05 AM]:
Are you awake?
Riki [12:10 AM]:
yeah
can’t sleep
you?
Sunoo [12:11 AM]:
Same
My brain is being annoying
Won’t shut up
Riki [12:11 AM]:
what’s it thinking about?
Sunoo [12:12 AM]:
…stuff
You
Mostly
Riki [12:13 AM]:
yeah?
my brain can’t stop thinking about you either
i miss you
Sunoo [12:14 AM]:
I miss you too
So much
Riki [12:14 AM]:
<3
come here
Sunoo [12:15 AM]:
I wish
I can’t believe I have to wait another week just to see you
How did I ever survive pre Riki
Riki [12:16 AM]:
no idea
it must’ve been a tough life
Sunoo [12:16 AM]:
Okay calm down
Riki [12:16 AM]:
oh so you hate me
Sunoo [12:17 AM]:
Never
Come here <3
Riki [12:18 AM]:
<3
Riki [12:24 AM]:
sunoooooo
Sunoo [12:25 AM]:
Rikiiiiiii
Riki [12:25 AM]:
don’t go to sleep yet
Sunoo [12:26 AM]:
Wasn’t planning on it
Riki [12:26 AM]:
good
talk to me
Sunoo [12:28 AM]:
Okay
What did you do today? <3
Riki [12:30 AM]:
basically just helped my mom out around the house
and i went out with my sisters
we did a little bit of shopping
i think they missed me a lot
i feel bad
Sunoo [12:34 AM]:
Awww :(
I’m sure they are enjoying spending lots of time with you
They seem very sweet
Riki [12:36 AM]:
haha they are
most of the time…
you remind me of my little sister sometimes
Sunoo [12:37 AM]:
Really!
That’s very sweet
I would love to meet them someday
Riki [12:38 AM]:
i would love for you to meet them too
they would love you
my parents would love you too
especially my mom
she would probably love you more than me haha
Sunoo [12:40 AM]:
:)
I’m sure I would love them too
And nooooo
You’re too amazing
She will always love you more
Riki [12:41 AM]:
we’ll just have to wait and see…
Sunoo [12:48 AM]:
Riki
Riki [12:50 AM]:
?
Sunoo [12:53 AM]:
Do your parents know about me
Probably a dumb question 😅
Riki [12:55 AM]:
it’s not a dumb question
and
no
not yet
:(
Sunoo [12:56 AM]:
Okay
Riki [12:58 AM]:
i’m gonna tell them soon i promise
Sunoo [12:59 AM]:
There’s no rush Riki
I’m not going anywhere <3
Tell them when you’re ready
Riki [01:02 AM]:
<3 <3 <3
i wish you were here
</3
Sunoo [01:03 AM]:
:(
Me too
One more week :(
Riki [01:04 AM]:
too longggggg
ugh
maybe i can convince my mom to let me go home early
Sunoo [01:04 AM]:
Don’t do that
I want you to spend as much time with your family as you can
I can wait <3
Riki [01:05 AM]:
ughhhhhh
just wanna hold you
Sunoo [01:05 AM]:
:)))
Me too
Riki [01:06 AM]:
and kiss you
Sunoo [01:07 AM]:
Rikiiiiiii
Stop
Riki [01:07 AM]:
why
Sunoo [01:07 AM]:
You know why
Riki [01:08 AM]:
:))))))
nope
my sunoo hyunggggg
:/
miss you
Sunoo [01:09 AM]:
Are you drunk or something haha
Riki [01:10 AM]:
no
just missing you
Riki [01:12 AM]:
are you sleepy
Sunoo [01:14 AM]:
Not really
It’s hard to fall asleep
You know
You’re too far away
Too in my head
And I’m cold
Riki [01:15 AM]:
get more blankets!!!!!
put on a hoodie!!!!!
Sunoo [01:16 AM]:
I’m wearing your hoodie
And I have three blankets already :(
Riki [01:17 AM]:
hyunggggg
</3
i wish i was there
to hold you
make you warm
</3
Sunoo [01:19 AM]:
:(
Rikiii
:(
Sad
Riki [01:19 AM]:
don’t be sad
talk to me
why are you so in your head
Sunoo [01:21 AM]:
Just missing you
A lot
And stressed with school
And
My dad
Riki [01:21 AM]:
did something happen?
with your dad?
Sunoo [01:22 AM]:
He just sent me a text
A few days ago
Riki [01:22 AM]:
what did he say?
Sunoo [01:23 AM]:
The usual
Complaining about me
I didn’t respond
Riki [01:23 AM]:
:(
i’m sorry hyung
why didn’t you tell me
Sunoo [01:24 AM]:
We haven’t really had the chance to talk much anyway
And I didn’t want you to worry
I want you to enjoy your time with your family and not worry about me
Riki [01:25 AM]:
i always worry about you
because i care
and i want you to be okay
Sunoo [01:26 AM]:
I am okay Riki
Honest
I try to just ignore him most of the time
That phone call the other week was the worst of it
It’s not always like that
Yeah he’s always cold but most of the time I can just ignore it
That was a rare moment when I couldn’t haha
I promise I’m fine
Don’t worry
I just miss you tons
Want to hug you
Kiss you
<3
Riki [01:30 AM]:
</3 :(
i still worry but i will let it go and trust you
i miss you so much more
if i was there i would hold you
veryyyy close
no space between us
then i will kiss you
all over your face
Sunoo [01:32 AM]:
Pleaseeeeeeee
Please
Hehe what else
Riki [01:34 AM]:
then i would bring you closer and put your head in my chest so you can be extra warm
then hug you veryy tight
Sunoo [01:35 AM]:
That’s it?
But I’m still cold :’)
Riki [01:35 AM]:
ok what else do you want
tell me
Sunoo [01:37 AM]:
Hmm
More kisses
Riki [01:37 AM]:
yeah?
that’s it?
Sunoo [01:38 AM]:
🤔
No
Riki [01:38 AM]:
what else
Sunoo [01:39 AM]:
Can’t say
Riki [01:39 AM]:
why notttt
Sunoo [01:40 AM]:
🤐
Riki [01:40 AM]:
tell meeeeee
please.
Sunoo [01:41 AM]:
Use your imagination
Riki [01:41 AM]:
i don’t want to
i want you to tell me
Sunoo [01:42 AM]:
Nope
Guess
Riki [01:43 AM]:
well i have a few ideas
Sunoo [01:43 AM]:
Likeee ?
Riki [01:45 AM]:
likeeeee
taking your hoodie off and warming you up with something else
Sunoo [01:47 AM]:
…
:)
With what?
Riki [01:48 AM]:
my hands
my lips
and my tongue
is that what you want
Sunoo [01:50 AM]:
Ughhhhhhhhhh
Riki
Riki [01:50 AM]:
yes ?
Sunoo [01:51 AM]:
I’m losing it
Riki [01:51 AM]:
what’s up hyung
tell me
Sunoo [01:52 AM]:
You
Riki [01:53 AM]:
me?
Sunoo [01:54 AM]:
Yes
Need you here
Riki [01:54 AM]:
i know baby
Sunoo [01:56 AM]:
Is your family asleep
Riki [01:57 AM]:
yes
Sunoo [01:59 AM]:
Okay
Can we call
It’s okay if not
Incoming call from Riki…
“Riki?” Sunoo murmurs breathily. He’s still under the three blankets he mentioned earlier, lying on his back with the collar of Riki’s hoodie under his nose.
“Sunoo,” Riki responds. His voice is low, barely above a whisper. Sunoo can hear him breathing. It’s a sound he’s desperately missed in their time apart.
“I know it’s late, I’m sorry. I just… wanted to call. Even if it’s just for a little bit,” Sunoo mumbles, matching the quietness of Riki’s voice.
Sunoo hears a soft rustle on the other end of the call, like Riki is shifting to get comfortable. “You don’t have to apologize, hyung,” Riki murmurs. “I was hoping you would call.”
Sunoo lets out a shaky breath, one he hopes Riki can’t hear, but of course he does.
“Are you shivering right now?” Riki asks quietly.
Sunoo hesitates. “A little.”
Riki sighs into the microphone, “I wish I was there.”
Sunoo rolls onto his side, clutching his phone a little tighter. “Me too,” he replies solemnly.
“This week has been so hectic. I’ve been around so much family without getting any time to myself,” Riki replies gently, “And don’t get me wrong, I love being with them. It’s been a while since I’ve seen everyone,” he pauses for a few beats and takes a deep breath, “I don’t know. I just miss you.”
The honesty in his voice makes Sunoo’s stomach twist. He bites his lip, trying to steady himself, but the warmth of Riki’s tone keeps pulling him deeper.
“What are you thinking right now?” Riki asks.
“Nothing,” Sunoo lies immediately.
Riki breathes a laugh—quiet, almost disbelieving. “You’re a bad liar.”
“I’m not lying,” Sunoo says, defensive but weak.
“You are,” Riki insists, voice teasing. “Your voice changes when you lie.”
Sunoo’s pauses, disbelieving. “It does not.”
“It does,” Riki says, certain. “Like right now.”
Another stretch of silence, heavy in a way that makes Sunoo’s chest warm and tight.
“Tell me.”
Sunoo swallows hard, taking a deep breath. “I’m just… thinking about you.”
“What about me?” Riki encourages.
“You here… with me,” he mutters.
Riki goes quiet long enough that Sunoo wonders if the call dropped. Until he hears the tiniest inhale.
“Sunoo…” Riki mumbles. His voice is deeper now, steadier, but there’s something underneath it, something Sunoo is getting used to hearing from him—something hungry and desperate.
“Hmm?” Sunoo hums, soft but needy.
“All week I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you,” Riki starts. “About how much I miss you. Kissing you. Touching you,” he whispers into the chill air of his childhood bedroom.
Riki huffs out a laugh through his nose, “Sorry. I know I’m being… needy, or whatever. I just— you know… you know.”
I just love you so much.
Sunoo sighs. His heart is racing and he can feel his body start to warm. “I know. Me too,” he breathes.
Sunoo lets the silence stretch, not because he doesn’t know what to say, but because he wants Riki to feel it—to feel how much he means it.
“You don’t have to apologize,” Sunoo says finally, voice gentle but firm. “I like knowing you miss me. I like that you say it.”
Riki exhales, slow this time. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Sunoo smiles, relaxing deeper into the sheets, the sound of Riki’s voice slowly easing the tension out of his body.
“I wish I could see you right now,” Riki whines into the phone. “Can I FaceTime you?”
In lieu of a response, Sunoo presses the video call button. It doesn’t take long for Riki to accept.
When the call connects, the sight Riki is met with sends a spark through his chest. The sight of Sunoo laid out on his back, head propped against a pillow, his cheeks tinted a shade of pink and the top half of his face dulled by the shadow of the hoodie pulled over his head. It’s Riki’s own hoodie—one he must have left there accidentally the last time he was over. It looks big on Sunoo, a good amount of his collarbone showing, taunting Riki as it always does.
His room is dimly light. The lamp on his nightstand casting a warm glow on the right side of his face. He looks beautiful—as always.
Riki’s room is a bit darker than Sunoo’s. He has no lights on, just the bright light of the full moon outside his bedroom window illuminating his skin.
Sunoo has to stop and stare at his boyfriend’s bare torso. He knows that Riki prefers to sleep shirtless, he’s slept next to him like this plenty of times, yet he finds himself stuck in a daze at the sight of him like this after not seeing much of any of him for over a week. He feels like he’s being mocked.
A low whine escapes Sunoo’s throat, just barely picked up by his phone microphone.
“Are you okay?” Riki asks, voice quiet and eyes low.
Sunoo blinks, cheeks warming.
No, he’s not okay. At all. He feels like he’s going crazy. There’s no point in lying about it either.
He groans into the fabric of his hoodie, “No.”
“What’s wrong, jagiya.”
Sunoo breathes in the scent of his boyfriend from the collar of his hoodie, closing his eyes and imagining what would happen if he were next to him—what he would do to him.
“I want you,” Sunoo whines.
The words and the sound of his voice sends a sharp jolt down Riki’s spine. The overwhelming urge to crawl through the phone and give his boyfriend exactly what he needs consumes him.
“Can you turn around and lay on your stomach for me?” Riki prompts gently, “and prop your phone up so I can see you.”
Sunoo obliges easily without missing a beat. He sets the phone against a pillow, making sure Riki can not only see his face but also a good portion of his body. He’s pushed the blankets off his legs leaving him in his grey sweatpants and his boyfriend’s oversized hoodie thats begun to ride up his torso from moving around on the bed. Like this, the lamplight from his nightstand is shining across his reddening cheeks.
“You’re so pretty,” Riki professed.
Shy, Sunoo hides his face in the crook of his arm, provoking a smile from Riki’s lips, “Don’t hide from me. I wanna see you.”
Slowly lifting his head away from its hiding spot, Sunoo rests against his arm and stares at Riki with pleading eyes.
Riki breaks the silence, maintaining eye contact as he asks, “Can I ask you something?”
Sunoo nods, mumbling, “Hm?”
He pauses for a second. “Have you… have you touched yourself?” Riki murmured into the stillness of his room.
Sunoo finds himself hesitating for a second before shaking his head. “No. I can’t,” he whines. “I only want you to touch me,” he whispers. He can feel a hint of unshed tears behind his eyelids begging to escape.
Riki’s eyebrows furrow, the burning of desire and yearning surging through him. “Oh, hyung…”
If he’s honest, he hasn’t touched himself either. He’s been surrounded by family the entire week. There is always some kind of noise flowing through the house constantly reminding him that he is not alone. Even if he had the opportunity to relieve himself, he’s not sure he could allow himself to do so.
“Do you want me to help you?”
Sunoo could almost cry just from hearing those words. He nods his head impatiently, needy as he replies, “Please.”
Riki allows himself to get into a comfortable position before prompting Sunoo with what he needs. He urges Sunoo to grab a pillow and place it underneath his hips.
As soon as Sunoo makes contact with the soft cushion beneath him, the gratifying feeling of there finally being a firm pressure between his legs, he lets out a moan of relief. Unwillingly, his hips begin to move against the pillow, satiating the tension he’s felt all week.
Riki curses at the sight of him. “Wait, baby. Slow down,” Riki instructed.
All Sunoo can do in response is groan in protest. “Please, Riki. I want more,” he cries.
“I know. You can have more. Just take it slow,” Riki coos. “Listen to my voice.”
Sunoo’s eyes lock back onto his phone screen. He notices the faint blush on his boyfriend’s cheeks, the slight furrow of his brow, and his bottom lip getting bitten into. “Are you touching yourself?” Sunoo wondered.
“Yes,” he puts it simply. “You look so good like this, hyung.”
A moan escapes past Sunoo’s pretty, pink lips. “What about your parents? They’ll hear you,” he worries.
“I can be quiet.”
“I can’t,” Sunoo whimpered.
“That’s okay. I want to hear you.” Riki purred, the sound reverberating in Sunoo’s ears.
Riki can see a glimpse of unshed tears in Sunoo’s amber eyes. Riki has always found it quite endearing how little it takes for Sunoo to become so sensitive. How easy it is for tears to threaten their way past his eyelids. He finds him so beautiful like this—whining and desperate for more.
From the angle Sunoo propped his phone at, Riki has a clear view of the way his hips are gently rocking into the pillow underneath him. How perfectly rounded his ass is. How on every other roll of his hips, he trembles ever so slightly. He bites his lip at the image.
The soft gasps escaping Sunoo’s lips are invading Riki’s ears. His eyes are closed and his cheeks are sporting a pretty shade of pink.
“What are you thinking about, baby?” Riki asked, desperation clear in his own voice.
“You. Always you,” Sunoo mumbles in response, making eye contact with Riki through the phone.
“Yeah?”
Sunoo nods in reply. He can feel his heart pumping widely against his ribcage and his increasing temperature beneath his thick hoodie. There’s already sweat beading across his skin. He’s long since forgotten how he was shivering just minutes ago.
“Tell me more,” Riki inquires.
“I’m thinking,” he pauses to catch his breath. “I’m thinking of you— you underneath me. Me on top of you just like this,” Sunoo whines into the arm supporting his head, a small wet patch forming where his drooling mouth has made contact with.
“Fuck…” Riki curses. He can picture it now when he closes his eyes. Sunoo on top of him, straddling his thigh, rocking into him as he moans into his shoulder. He wants nothing more than for that to be real right now.
“On my thigh?” Riki proceeds. The hand he has tucked into his pants grips tighter around his cock.
“Yes. Please, yes,” he pleads, rocking his hips harder than before.
“God, Sunoo. Look at you. Look how pretty you look.”
Riki is trying his hardest to stay quiet because Sunoo was right. He’s directly in between his parents bedroom and his older sister’s. If he’s any louder, he’s sure they can hear just about every noise he’s making—and he would just die of humiliation.
Expectedly, Sunoo shies away into the crook of his elbow from Riki’s words. He knows how he looks right now. He knows how red his cheeks are, how wet his eyes are, and how embarrassingly wet his lips are too. He knows that Riki loves it and doesn’t quite understand why.
When he looks back at the phone, he’s met with a smirking Riki. “You’re so cute, Sunoo.”
“Stop talking.”
“I don’t think you want me to stop talking.”
“I do,” he panted. But that was the last thing he wanted. He never wanted this to end, despite how close he already was. The pillow between his legs was pressing just right against him—almost the same feeling as Riki’s muscular thigh. It makes it easier to pretend it’s really him.
If Sunoo is just quiet enough, he can hear the slick noises of Riki’s hand moving against his cock.
“I wanna see you,” Sunoo begs, focusing his attention back on the sight of Riki.
“You can see me.”
“No, I wanna see what you’re doing. I wanna see you touching yourself. Show me… Please.”
Riki hesitates for a few beats, clearly shy. Phone sex is very different from the real thing in many ways. It’s almost more revealing, more exposing. But, he collects himself and flips the camera like Sunoo asked so sweetly for.
Sunoo stares, mouth agape at the screen. It’s not that easy to see considering the lack of light in Riki’s bedroom, but he sees enough. He can see his leaking tip, precome dripping down the length of him. He wants nothing more than to be there to lick it clean.
Sunoo’s moan quickly turned into a cry. “Nghhh, Riki…. I need you so bad. So bad…” he rambles on. “I want you here— in my mouth.” To emphasize his point he sticks his tongue out.
The sight makes Riki lightheaded. The memory of Sunoo’s full lips wrapped around his aching cock, tongue mapping out patterns against the warm skin.
“Fuck, Sunoo. I’m so close,” Riki moans.
“Me too. I wanna watch you come. Please let me watch.”
“You can watch, baby. Fuck, I miss you so much. Wish you were here. So much,” Riki panted.
“I know. Me too, baby. My baby. I love you so much,” Sunoo professed, the crushing feeling of wanting Riki here with him becoming too much to hold back. That’s when the suppressed tear begins to fall, trailing down his blushing cheek.
Riki shuddered at the words. He whimpered and increased the pace of his hand. All it took was a few more strokes for him to reach his peak. “Fuck, I love you.”
Sunoo watched as Riki twitched in his hand, cum spurting out of his tip, some landing on his toned stomach and some dripping down his length and hand. He stroked himself through it while Sunoo stared. It didn’t take long for him to follow suit. His hips rocking harder and faster into his pillow, moaning out into the stillness of his bedroom. He curses and lets go—the warm, wet liquid coating the inside of his underwear and sweatpants.
It takes a while for him to come down from his high. He’s found solace in the bend of his elbow.
“Did you fall asleep on me?” Riki asks, his voice quieter than before.
Sunoo lifts his head from the darkness to rest it against his folded arms, looking into the phone. His eyes are hooded, tired, spent with a hidden sadness beneath it all.
“Hi,” Riki cooed.
“Hi.” Sunoo’s voice breaks from not giving it enough volume.
“Are you sleepy?”
Sunoo nods, slowly blinking.
“Go to sleep, aegiya.”
“But I don’t want you to leave me,” he sniffled.
“I won’t leave you. I’m here,” Riki comforted. “Do you want to stay on call while we sleep?”
Sunoo only nods, too tired to come up with words at this point, his eyelids slowly drooping.
Before he can fall asleep like this, Riki reminds him to clean himself up. He knows firsthand how unpleasant it would be to wake up with dried cum everywhere. All he has the energy to do right now is clean up with the wipes he keeps in his bedside drawer, removing his soiled pants and underwear and replacing them with a clean pair of boxers.
When he settles back into his bed, phone propped back up against a pillow, he can already feel sleep taking him. Riki has also got himself settled into bed, both of them lying on their sides as if they were truly facing each other, but of course, it doesn’t nearly feel the same.
“Goodnight, Sunoo.”
“Goodnight, Riki.”
When Sunoo wakes the next morning, Riki was no longer on the call. Instead, Sunoo’s phone screen was left black and filled the air with nothing but silence. When he clicked on the screen to wake it up, he saw a series of text messages that Riki left him a few hours ago.
Riki [08:27 AM]:
i’m sorry i had to hang up on you :(
my parents woke me up and forced me to come out for breakfast
i didn’t wanna wake you
i hope you are sleeping well
i know how much you need it
i miss you a lot
Riki [08:32 AM]:
i love you
Sunoo knows the next week of this is gonna be a long one.