Hands <3

Jaejoong stared at the beautiful hand before him, doe eyes barely blinking and mind hazed. He shifted his body slightly, moving up Yunho’s body to get closer to the hand tapping mindlessly to the music playing from the concert video the leader was playing. The few phrases he finally managed to remember for his latest drama completely flew out of his mind, the script laid forgotten in front of him on Yunho’s stomach. 

Fingers curled and uncurled on top of Yunho’s light blue t-shirt, Jaejoong blinked and contemplated on how he should act. He felt the younger curl one of his leg, brushing against the side of his thighs. The singer wiggled his bottom and pushed his body up the sofa secretively, bit by bit, until his chest was on Yunho’s abdomen, the forefinger finger still tapping mindlessly right before his eyes. 

He glanced at his lover, and found the other oblivious to his actions, eyes focused on the concert video playing, of some artist which Jaejoong does not care at the moment. The leader’s brain probably taking in ideas for HoMin’s Japan tours coming up, doe eyes rolled back to the long fingers in front of him, the hands which he loves so dearly, the hands that does wondrous things to him.

Yunho felt slightly coldness wrap around his hand and he turned almond eyes to the body lying on top of him. His eyebrows furrowed at his lover’s slightly chilly hands, but eyes twinkled in amusement as Jaejoong held his hand between his and played with his fingers, cherry lips spread into a happy smile.

The older tugged, rubbed, and ran his fingers between his, Yunho chuckled at Jaejoong’s crossed-eyes, and