Junhoe wasn't even sure anymore how it had happened. One minute they were joking around and the next minute they were kissing. It was like a scene out of some TV drama, in fact he was certain that he'd probably watched something exactly like this before. How did they usually end up going? The couples expressed their attraction, tried to fight it, only to lose the battle and end up together in the end. Was that how this would end up going?

“Junhoe? Either I'm an even better kisser than I thought, or you've never had a proper kiss before.”

Jinhwan's teasing comment snapped Junhoe back to attention and he glared up at Jinhwan before promptly shoving him off. “Don't flatter yourself! You just caught me by surprise, that's all.”

Jinhwan actually laughed at him. “Right, and that's why the kiss lasted so long?” Jinhwan asked, grinning at him.

Had it lasted that long? It had seemed so brief—not that it mattered. “I didn't want to be rude!”

Jinhwan laughed again, like he thought Junhoe's answers were cute. “Wow, this is just like some TV drama, your reaction is so predictable!”

Jinhwan was thinking of TV dramas too? It didn't mean anything. Everybody would probably have the same reaction, it didn't mean their thoughts were linked or whatever. That was just stupid. Junhoe shook his head and continued glaring at Jinhwan. “Ah, you think you're such a comedian, don't you?”

“I bet you've been harbouring a secret crush on me for weeks now, haven't you?” Jinhwan teased again, his humour fed by Junhoe's glares. He remembered Hanbin's explanation about Junhoe, and how if he was really upset about something, he'd get quiet. But Junhoe wasn't really trying to hide from the situation, so Jinhwan thought it meant that he was okay with it. Probably just surprised.

It was Junhoe's turn to laugh (though it was an incredulous laugh of disbelief). “More like harbouring a secret desire to kick your .”

Jinhwan wasn't deterred, though. “Kick or kiss? You'll fail if you try the first, but if you ask sweetly I might just let you do the second.”

Junhoe watched as Jinhwan descended into another fit of giggles, and it knocked the wind out of his irritation. Okay, hadn't he actually been contemplating kissing him too? And then he'd gone and reacted like some idiot who was afraid of getting close? The past ten minutes had been nothing but Junhoe putting his own proverbial foot in his mouth. He needed to be cool about this, not some overreacting kid. “You should be kissing my instead.”

Jinhwan rolled onto his side and propped his head up on his hand. “That's an awfully disrespectful way to be talking to your hyung.” He was grinning, though, so Junhoe knew he wasn't actually upset. “And your trainer!”

Junhoe just rolled his eyes. “You gonna make me do pushups, hyung?”

Jinhwan's eyes sparkled with mischief. “I should. Test that upper body strength. It's important to have that after all.” He stared at Junhoe expectantly, like he was serious about the pushups. Junhoe stared back, and he kind of felt like they were in a standoff. Did Jinhwan really expect him to do pushups?

“Can you even do ten pushups?” Jinhwan asked, and Junhoe fell for it.

“Ten? Of course I can!” His response was accompanied by a look of disgust, like he was offended by Jinhwan's doubt. “I can do ten one-armed!”

Jinhwan smirked at the answer. Junhoe really was predictable if you knew how to play him. “You can? Then get to it.”

Junhoe was down in the pushup position before realizing that he'd totally walked right into it. Hanbin always about how easy it was to get him to do whatever he wanted, and despite knowing how he did it, Junhoe kept letting it happen every damn time. He shook his head in disgust at himself before preparing to do the pushups. While he could do them one-armed, he'd never tried to do ten in a row before, and for his pride's sake he hoped he'd be able to do them without problem.

Jinhwan watched as he got started, and when Junhoe started struggling by the sixth he got up and crawled over to him. “Okay that's enough, I require something more impressive for the last four.”

Junhoe warily lowered himself to the floor (resting his wobbly right arm, glad for the break because he didn't think he'd have made it to ten) and looked back at Jinhwan. “What now, his royal highness?” He asked sarcastically (mostly to hide how much he'd been struggling).

Jinhwan suddenly pounced on him, laying across Junhoe's back. “Do the last four with me on your back!”

Junhoe had to stop himself before shoving Jinhwan off. Play it cool, stay calm, don't overreact. “Fine, I can do that.” He took a deep breath, annoyed that he was actually going to do this (and hoping that Jinhwan wasn't heavier than he looked).

When Junhoe pushed up from the floor Jinhwan readjusted his legs, his knees pressing into Junhoe's sides and his arms wrapping around his chest. Junhoe managed one pushup with Jinhwan on his back properly before Jinhwan ground himself lightly against Junhoe's , grinning when he felt Junhoe stiffen. Junhoe didn't say anything, though, and instead he went down for a second pushup, though his arms were wobbling a little.

Jinhwan closed his eyes and ground against him again, and by now his was half hard, enough for Junhoe to be able to feel it. Jinhwan couldn't help it—it was a hot situation and he was sure Junhoe wouldn't really be bothered. Besides, he did kind of want to bring up the fact that they'd kissed again. Maybe Junhoe wouldn't be so defensive about it now.

Junhoe couldn't help but wonder what Jinhwan was doing. First he'd kissed him, now he was grinding into him—was this all serious, or was he just being an ? Junhoe kind of wanted to ask, but he didn't know if he really wanted to talk about it or just pretend it had all never happened. He was still kind of hard himself, though, still had thoughts about flipping their positions and kissing Jinhwan again (just to remember what it was like, that was it, because he'd forgotten already) but he wasn't about to do it himself. Nope. If Jinhwan wanted to go for it, maybe he'd let him.

Junhoe managed the third pushup and was currently struggling with the fourth, and when he finally made it up to complete it he collapsed back to the floor directly after. Jinhwan dropped on top of him and sat up, straddling the backs of Junhoe's thighs. Jinhwan grinned before delivering a rather hard slap to Junhoe's .

“I'd say well done for finishing, but in truth that was a little pathetic! I think you should hit the gym and work on your upper body strength a little bit more.”

Junhoe blushed at the slap and kept his face hidden so Jinhwan wouldn't see. He had to fight to keep himself from rolling out from under him and scurrying away, because that would probably just make Jinhwan laugh again. He had to keep his cool. “You're a lot heavier than you look, hyung.”

“I should get Bobby to train you at the gym, have you seen his biceps? He could probably bench press Hanbin one-armed.”

Oh god. Hanbin. How would he react if he could see this? Junhoe didn't want to think about it, he'd never endure the teasing.

Jinhwan waited for a response, but when he got nothing he wondered if he was pushing it too far. But Junhoe wasn't tense or anything, his body wasn't stiff and uncomfortable. Maybe he was just winded from the pushups? Jinhwan grinned and drummed his hands against Junhoe's playfully. “Did that really tire you out this much? Maybe we should work on your stamina too.”

Junhoe was about to reply, but the tone of his response changed when Jinhwan pinched his . “Hyung! Would you leave my alone?” He looked back at him over his shoulder, slightly annoyed, but also a little embarrassed.

Jinhwan grinned back at him. “Oh sorry, was that your ? I didn't realize you had one, it kind of just blends in with your thighs.” Jinhwan teased back, and he wasn't prepared for it when Junhoe suddenly sat up and grabbed his arm and tugged him down. Jinhwan didn't bother fighting it as Junhoe put him in a light choke hold, one leg slung over Jinhwan's to keep him locked. He was too busy laughing.

Junhoe wanted to be annoyed, but Jinhwan's laugh was addictive, and soon his frown was flipped up into a grin, and he shook with silent laughter of his own. Okay. He really needed to stop overreacting to Jinhwan's teasing, because it was much better to just laugh about it from the start.

Not that Jinhwan had really been worried, but he still felt relieved when Junhoe started laughing too, and it was nice, how comfortable he actually felt with him at the moment. They'd really come a long way in a short period of time. He wanted to comment on it, but he thought it would probably be a little too much for Junhoe. Instead he just focused on Junhoe wrapped around him, on the fact that he could feel, right against his leg, that Junhoe was clearly still very much . Instead of being sentimental, maybe he'd just be flirty instead.

“So, I can feel that you're still interested, huh?” He pushed his hip up off the ground and into Junhoe's crotch, grinning when Junhoe tensed a little at the contact.

How was he even supposed to respond to that? It was embarrassing, Junhoe almost felt like a stupid kid with no control over himself—but maybe he was trying to fight a useless battle? He wasn't the only one, after all, he'd felt Jinhwan too, knew he was similarly affected. There was no need to be embarrassed about it.

“Don't flatter yourself, I get hard when I'm tired.”

Jinhwan laughed at the excuse. “You're such a liar! And you have ty stamina too.”

“I meant I'm tired of your bull!” Junhoe replied, tightening his loose choke hold on Jinhwan. “You're an annoying guy, you know that, right?”

“An annoying guy who makes your hard.” Jinhwan answered back, and he was surprised when Junhoe simply released the hold instead of fighting back. Sometimes Junhoe was easy to anticipate, but other times Jinhwan was surprised.

Junhoe untangled himself from Jinhwan and rolled away, but he wasn't upset. Instead he couldn't help but laugh, because really, this situation was kind of ridiculous and he needed a minute to really come to grips with it all.

Jinhwan watched him with scrutinizing eyes until he was sure that Junhoe wasn't actually upset. “So, can we actually talk about that kiss? Now that you're not all defensive about it anymore.”

Junhoe remained on his back, eyes on the ceiling. What did he want to say about it? That he'd liked it? That he wanted to do it again? That despite it being kind of weird and a little overbearing, he liked Jinhwan's flirty behaviour? Wanted a bit more of it? Could he really admit that?

When Junhoe didn't answer, Jinhwan pushed on himself. Silence didn't always mean that Junhoe was unhappy, did it? “Listen, I'll be honest with you—I've actually been thinking about doing that for a while, now. Kissing you. I think you're really attractive.” There. He'd said it, as plain as he could, and now it was on Junhoe to respond.

Junhoe's brain felt like it was going to melt. Jinhwan was honestly attracted to him? This wasn't just some joke to him? Junhoe hoped he wasn't blushing, because it was a little more difficult than he'd thought it would be, accepting the interest of someone else. “Uh, yeah, me too.” Me too. What did he even mean by that? Did he want something with Jinhwan? Would it work out with them?

Jinhwan grinned at Junhoe's awkward acceptance and admission. “I knew it! You've been into me from the beginning, haven't you?” He couldn't help but tease.

Junhoe's defenses were up suddenly and without warning. “No I mean I think I'm attractive!” God was it really so hard for him to admit his interest in Jinhwan? Was his brain really that desperate to keep it from coming out?

Jinhwan bit his cheek to keep from laughing. Junhoe was adorable, there was no getting around it. “Ah, there we go, that ego of yours coming out again!” He teased back, amused at the attempted deflection. Junhoe was apparently going to be some work, but Jinhwan was up for a potential challenge. “I know I've been a little pushy today, and I'll just get to it and say it outright. I'm really interested in you, but I'm not really looking for a relationship. Just someone to have a little fun with.”

The words surprised Junhoe, and his disappointment surprised him too. What exactly had he been expecting? Wasn't this a better idea anyway? Less messy?

Jinhwan waited a moment, but when there was no answer again he kept going. “And by fun, I mean equal parts innocent fun and not-so-innocent fun.”

Junhoe finally sat up and looked at him, tried to school his own expression into something neutral. “So what, we just mess around with each other?” His throat felt a little tight at the question, and it made him annoyed with himself. He thought suddenly about what Hanbin had about, entering his adult years as a . No. That wasn't going to happen. Jinhwan was clearly experienced, and Junhoe wanted to share in that experience. Maybe it would be easier learning from someone when emotions weren't involved? He could do it.

Jinhwan was relieved when Junhoe didn't automatically decline. “Yeah, exactly that! Well, I wouldn't mind actually hanging out with you too, whether or not the two other idiots are around. I like you. As a friend, but you know, a really attractive friend that I wouldn't mind maybe ing every once in a while.” He watched Junhoe's response, not surprised in the least when his bluntness made Junhoe blush. It was cute.

ing. Was Jinhwan expecting that right away? Did Jinhwan think he was more experienced than he actually was? Should he tell him the truth? Junhoe debated it all in his head, and he looked at Jinhwan and nodded, but couldn't quite make himself look him in the eye.

“If you don't want something casual, that's okay, just tell me. Or if you change your mind, let me know. I don't want to make anything awkward between us, okay?” Jinhwan knew all too well what developing feelings could do to a casual relationship, and he wanted to be upfront with Junhoe from the start.

Even though Junhoe wasn't entirely sure he'd be okay with just keeping it casual, he wasn't about to back down. “No we need to keep this casual. Even if I wanted to date you—which I don't—Hanbin would be unbearable. So we're not saying a word to anyone about this.”

Jinhwan nodded, amused at how defensive Junhoe was being. “I agree, they'd be terrible. But I mean it, though. Feelings change sometimes, so if that happens just let me know, okay?”

Junhoe shook his head. “You must think really highly of yourself if you think that I'd ever be interested enough to want to date you.” Hanbin liked to say that Junhoe had a disease that made him spurt comments out without thinking about them in the most inappropriate of times. Junhoe knew that he had to be sounding like he was hiding something, but he couldn't stop himself from speaking.

Jinhwan thought it was endearing, though. “Excuse me, but I would be the best boyfriend you've ever had if we did date! Then again, that might not be difficult to achieve. Have you even had a boyfriend before?”

“I have!” Junhoe answered, annoyed at the insinuation.

“How many?” Jinhwan couldn't help but ask, and it's not like the number of guys made a difference. He'd only ever dated Eric, after all. But sometimes it came down to quality over quantity.

Junhoe glared at him, annoyed that he was letting Jinhwan er him into this. “One.” He didn't have to be embarrassed about only having had one boyfriend! It's not like gay guys were in abundance or anything. And he had standards anyway.

“Did you even kiss him?” Jinhwan teased.

“Yeah!” Junhoe replied.

“With tongue?” Jinhwan asked, laughing when Junhoe didn't answer right away.

“You know what? you.” Junhoe sulkingly answered.

Jinhwan grinned. “Yeah on that topic, have you even had before?” He already knew the answer to the question, but the way Junhoe's face turned beet red was worth asking him about it. “Ah, why am I even asking, I know you haven't!”

“You don't know that!” Junhoe replied defensively, glaring eyes on Jinhwan.

“I'm pretty sure I do.” Jinhwan winked at him, amused at Junhoe's seesaw behaviour. “It's not a problem, by the way, we all started out that way. I know what I'm doing, so I'll take care of you.”

“I don't need to be taken care of!” Junhoe shot back, hackles raised. He tried to talk himself down, knew he was overreacting again, but he couldn't help it.

“I mean I'm being a good teacher with jiu jitsu, right? I can get you in bed and teach you the rear reach-around.”

And just like that, with one simple joke, Junhoe's defenses crumbled and he couldn't stop the laugh from bubbling up, and he hated how easy it was. Jinhwan laughed too. Maybe Junhoe wouldn't be so tough to crack after all.

Jinhwan crawled over to where Junhoe was sitting, reaching out to grab the blindfolds from where they'd been thrown. “Alright, now that we've come to an agreement, let's get back to training?” He offered a blindfold out to Junhoe, who looked at it with confusion.

“So that's it? We're just going back to training after that?” He wasn't sure what he expected them to do. But picking up where they'd left off wasn't it.

Jinhwan pressed the blindfold into his hand and winked at him. “Yeah, unless you wanted to do something else?”

“No! I just, ah . Fine let's do this.” Junhoe took the blindfold and glared at him. Jinhwan was annoying and confusing at times, but then so was everyone that Junhoe was close to. Maybe that was just the type of people he attracted to himself.

“Okay, let's do this. If you can successfully escape my guard and get me in a submission three times, I'll give you a .” Jinhwan casually offered, like it was a normal occurrence.

Junhoe's face blanched in shock. “What?”

“You don't have to tap me, just lock something in. Blindfolded, of course. Three times. Think you can do it?” Jinhwan knew that part wasn't what had Junhoe staring at him in abject horror (which a lesser person may have taken offense to, but Jinhwan had a pretty good grasp on Junhoe's reactions by now). But he was being purposefully evasive.

“Here?” Junhoe asked, because his mind was still stuck on .

Jinhwan looked around and nodded. “Yeah. Unless you want to go home? Do it in the comfort of your bedroom?”

Junhoe couldn't answer, too shocked at the offer. “But, we're in public...”

“We're at my gym, and we're the only people here. No one else is coming in tonight, we're alone.” Jinhwan stared at him expectantly, like he didn't think the offer was worthy of all this discussion. Junhoe didn't answer, though, and Jinhwan was trying not to laugh. “Ah, is that a little too much for you then? Maybe just a to get started?”

“No it's fine!” Junhoe replied without thinking. “Get your mouth ready cause I'm gonna kick your .” Without a second glance Junhoe slipped his blindfold back on, blocking himself from even thinking about Jinhwan's offer.

Jinhwan smirked in victory before putting his own blindfold back on. He really hoped Junhoe wasn't going to be too distracted, because he really wanted him to succeed. Maybe he should have set the bar a little lower. One successful evasion.

They got into position again and Jinhwan went easy on him for the first one, even though Junhoe was unexpectedly focused. It only took him a minute before he locked an arm bar on Jinhwan.

“Don't go getting cocky,” Jinhwan teasingly told him, “I was going easy on you.”

“Well you can stop.” Junhoe replied. “I won't learn anything if you go easy on me.”

“I can't disagree with you there. Come back then and let's give a second go?” Jinhwan said, and soon he was on his back again, Junhoe looming over him. Jinhwan fought back harder this time, but still didn't go all out. Junhoe escaped out quickly enough, but Jinhwan wasn't so quick to allow himself to be pulled into a submission move. Instead it was Junhoe caught up twice now, Jinhwan showing his superior skills.

Their fourth turn saw Junhoe victorious again after a few minutes.

“Ah that was good!” Jinhwan called out, laid out on his back and breathing a little heavily. “It feels like you're getting the hang of this better.”

Junhoe was sitting up on his knees, breathing heavily but feeling good. “Thanks, hyung! It feels less awkward now, at least.”

“I can tell, there's a big improvement from when we started half an hour ago. Let's switch it up though, I want to start with you in my rear guard this time.” Jinhwan wanted to test him, see if he could adapt easily now that he was getting the hang of fighting without using sight.

“Yeah, sure.” Junhoe shuffled towards the sound of Jinhwan's voice, nervous about starting in a different position. It was good for training, though. He couldn't just get comfortable with one way, they had to keep switching it up. He settled down on the floor and let Jinhwan get into position behind him, and when Jinhwan slid his legs around his waist and put an arm loosely around his neck, Junhoe thought about what he needed to do to get out of it.

It was easy to stay focused on the sport right now, instead of getting lost in thought about Jinhwan's offered victory prize. He couldn't afford to be distracted, not when he was doing something this important. They started their match and this time Jinhwan was really giving it his all. Junhoe struggled from the start, but he actually found it easier to concentrate while wearing the blindfold. There was no visual to get distracted by, all he could focus on was the feel of Jinhwan's arm around his neck and his legs wrapped over his waist.

He slid a hand underneath Jinhwan's arm, giving himself room to breathe, before pushing himself up into a bridge position and forcing Jinhwan back down onto the mat, using his feet to push himself to the side, trying to slide out from Jinhwan's arms. As he moved back he felt Jinhwan's left leg come up fully over him, readying to flip up into a top mount position, so Junhoe reached for the leg and grabbed it, rolling inside towards him and bringing his foot up to rest on Jinhwan's hip before grabbing his lapels.

It really wasn't so difficult to get his hands to go where they were supposed to. Thirty seconds later he got Jinhwan in an arm bar and that was good enough to pass the test.

“Wow, congrats Junhoe-ya!” Jinhwan praised, pleased with his performance. “That was a really good run!”

“Thanks, hyung.” Junhoe replied before reaching for his blindfold. “This was a really good idea, I feel like I'm really learning a lot.”

Jinhwan removed his blindfold too. It was nice to feel like he was helping him to become a better fighter, nice to know that he had things to teach him. Of course now it wasn't just jiu jitsu anymore. “So, you managed to get those three victories, and I'm a man of my word.”

Junhoe felt a sudden burst of shy embarrassment at Jinhwan's words, because he'd forgotten for a moment about his promise, he'd been so focused on jiu jitsu. Were they really going to do this? Here, right on the mats?

“You can keep your blindfold on if you want,” Jinhwan as he crawled over, “that way you won't have to see my face when you in five seconds.”

Junhoe barely stopped himself from lashing out with his foot. “Oh, you think you're that good?” Not that he'd know, of course. It's not like he had anything to compare it to.

“It doesn't matter how good I am,” Jinhwan teased back, “if I'm the first person that's ever going to touch your that isn't you, then you're probably going to a lot faster than you expect.”

“How do you know you're the first?” Junhoe shot back, annoyed that Jinhwan seemed so smug.

“I'm not? Was it your only boyfriend? Or Hanbin? Have you guys ever messed around with each other?”

“Hanbin?” Junhoe's face crumpled in disgust.

“No? You wouldn't?” Jinhwan asked, a little surprised.

“Well, if I didn't know him, sure, but we've been best friends since we were kids, that's almost !” Junhoe stared back at him then, his eyes narrowing in thought. “Why, have you and Bobby ever done anything?”

“One time,” Jinhwan replied, grinning when Junhoe's eyes went wide, “just s, back when he first came out to me. Anyway let's not get distracted. Unless you don't want your ?”

Junhoe swallowed nervously before replying, trying to fake a sense of confidence. “Are we really doing this here?”

Jinhwan nodded. “Right here, right now.”

Junhoe looked around into the corners of the room. “There aren't cameras here, are there?”

Jinhwan grinned at the question. “Why do you care? You're already out.”

Was Jinhwan serious? “That doesn't matter!” He looked around again, but just because he couldn't see anything, that didn't mean nothing was there. “I mean, just because people know I'm gay that doesn't mean I want anyone to have a video of you, you know...”

“God, you can't even say it!” Jinhwan laughed. “You're such an inexperienced , this is cute.”

“Shut up!” Junhoe yelled back at him, cheeks flushed in shame.

“I'm destroying your innocence, just like a dainty little flower!” Jinhwan couldn't help it, even though he knew he was skirting a line. Junhoe didn't reply, just looked away and shook his head. “Ah, Junhoe-ya! Don't be nervous, it'll be a good experience, I promise.”

“I'm not nervous!” Junhoe shot back, even though he was. “It's just, we're at your club, and I'm a guest here, and I just feel weird about it.”

“Wanna go make out on the mats at your club some time then so we're even?” Jinhwan asked, and the resulting glare from Junhoe was answer enough. “Honestly, there are no cameras in here, and no one is going to walk in. Where else are we going to get this level of privacy?”

Junhoe nodded, because he had a point. But still, wasn't this all moving a little quick? Sure, he'd agreed to it, but he hadn't really thought anything would happen this soon. He could always back out... If he needed to.

“Junhoe? I don't have to do this if you don't want me to.”

“No, I want you to!” There was that disease of Hanbin's making again, blurting words out without pause.

“Are you sure?” Jinhwan wondered if he'd pressured a bit too much? Or was it because he'd made a bigger deal out of Junhoe's inexperience? He wanted to ask, wanted to apologize for anything he'd said, but maybe that would just make Junhoe feel even more awkward. And if they didn't go through with it, he felt like nothing would ever happen, and maybe he'd just ruined everything.

Junhoe forced himself to look Jinhwan in the eye. It was too late to back out now, he'd look like an indecisive and inexperienced stupid kid. “It's not the that bothers me,” Junhoe hoped his voice didn't sound as awkward as he'd imagined, “just the setting. But it's your club, so, it's your call.”

Jinhwan nodded, and really there was no way he could call quits to it now. He didn't think he needed to worry anyway—he was sure that Junhoe was just nervous. Jinhwan would make it so good that the nerves would disappear, he was certain of it. “Alright then, since it's my club, let's do this.”

Junhoe nodded, though he still felt weird about it. He was about to get his first —shouldn't he be more excited about it? It's not like he didn't want it. But the timing was weird, and the setting, and Jinhwan...

“Do you want the blindfold? Honestly, if you're feeling weird it might make you less nervous.” Jinhwan asked, sitting by Junhoe's knees. “Hell, might make it feel even better, too!”

Should he put the stupid blindfold back on? Swallow his pride so he wouldn't have to look at Jinhwan after? “Do you think it would be better?” He asked, because it was easier to focus on the second comment rather than the first.

Jinhwan nodded, even though in all honesty it wouldn't enhance that much for Junhoe. It was already going to be an overload. But he was certain that Junhoe was nervous, and this would help the nerves. “Oh yeah, any time you take away one of the senses, it heightens the others, right?”

Junhoe nodded, because that sounded legit. “Good point. Alright then, you sold me.” He spared one last glance at Jinhwan (out of false bravado alone) before slipping the blindfold back over his eyes. Maybe it was just the suggestion, but the tension already felt even more real to Junhoe. Jinhwan lightly touched his leg and the move already had Junhoe stifling a moan.

Jinhwan couldn't believe he was actually about to blow Junhoe. How on Earth had he actually gotten him to agree to this? Was this really a good idea? Too late to back out of it now, though. Junhoe laid back on the floor and Jinhwan touched one of his knees, pulling his leg to the side just enough so he could kneel in between them.

He undid the knotted belt on Junhoe's gi and pulled it open, casting his gaze on Junhoe's chest. He couldn't help but grin wickedly at the indecency of it all, doing this right on the mats at the gym. He was pretty sure there were no cameras, but maybe he should have actually gotten up to check for sure. He reached for Junhoe's pants, untying the string first before slipping his fingers inside the fabric. Junhoe tensed and drew in a breath at the contact, and Jinhwan thought it was ridiculously hot. Something so simple, but it had such an effect.

He started pulling the fabric down, inching it over Junhoe's skin, and he was tempted to kiss his exposed belly but he thought better of it. If this really was the first time Junhoe was doing anything this intimate with anyone, Jinhwan didn't want to get him too excited before he even got to his . Junhoe was clearly a very proud person, and Jinhwan didn't want to ruin this before he really got it started.

“Lift your hips up,” he said softly, and Junhoe did as requested, allowing Jinhwan to pull both his pants and underwear down, exposing him completely. Jinhwan couldn't believe he was actually looking at Junhoe right now. On one hand it was exciting and invigorating, but on the other hand he felt like maybe he was taking advantage of him. Junhoe had seemed nervous, but Jinhwan had pushed.

Ah, he needed to bury those thoughts, though. It was normal for people to be nervous the first time they did anything. Hell he'd been nervous his first time too, to the point that he'd almost chickened out of it. But he'd gone through with it and the outcome had been life-altering. He wanted Junhoe to have the same experience.

Junhoe was glad he'd put the blindfold on after all. He was feeling strung out already and nothing had even really happened, except that Jinhwan had just exposed him.

Like that wasn't a huge deal...

He took a breath in and held it, tried to stay calm. God, could Jinhwan just hurry up and get to it already? The anticipation was killing him! Maybe he should have kept the blindfold off after all. What was Jinhwan doing? What was the holdup? His whole body was tense, held tightly and waiting to feel something. Junhoe worried a little that he might not even hold out long enough for Jinhwan to touch him, he was so wound up.

But then suddenly he felt a finger on his inner thigh and he let out the breath he'd been holding, breathing in heavily again. He wanted to yell at Jinhwan, wanted to kick him until he did what he was supposed to be doing. This was torture, it was cruel and inhumane and—

Jinhwan grinned at the way Junhoe gasped when he finally grabbed his . He wasn't even pumping, he just had his fingers wrapped around it, holding it tightly. But Junhoe's knees were shaking and his fingers were his gi like he needed something to hold on to. He let out the tiniest, quietest little moan and Jinhwan was certain it had to be the hottest sound in the world.

Jinhwan leaned down, laying on the floor in between Junhoe's legs, hand still wrapped tightly around Junhoe's . He wondered how long Junhoe would actually last? Jinhwan couldn't for it, he had to remember that when the time came. If he wanted to do this again he couldn't take any chances. He leaned his head down finally, greeting it tongue first.

Junhoe almost came on contact. The hand was one thing, but the tongue... He bit the inside of his cheek to keep from crying out, but seconds later when Jinhwan the head into his mouth Junhoe couldn't help but yell, because the wet warmth was something he wasn't ready for.

Jinhwan swallowed him down as far as he could, coating the length of it in saliva, before bobbing back up to the tip and using his hand. Everyone was different, of course, but Jinhwan had only ever blown one guy before, and Eric had liked a lot of hand movement (Jinhwan liked it too, so hopefully Junhoe would like it the same way). He for a bit before swirling his tongue around, ing it again to provide a little more lubrication for his hand. Junhoe's breathing was coming hard now, stunted and shuddering gasps punctuating every of Jinhwan's hand.

Junhoe felt like he was going to explode. It was better than he'd expected, mind-blowing to the point that he was barely even thinking, all of his thoughts focused on Jinhwan's mouth and hand and what they were doing to him. His hands were balled into his gi and he kneaded the fabric in his fingers, out loud without realizing it. He felt warm and tingly all over, and he knew what it meant, knew he was close, but it felt so much better than it ever had with his own hand, so much stronger, and when he finally came he wasn't even aware enough to warn Jinhwan, didn't even think about it.

Jinhwan was ready, though, because Junhoe's body had given enough tells—everything had been energized and electric and bouncy, but then suddenly he'd gone slack and that was the moment he came. Jinhwan swallowed it all because he didn't want to deprive Junhoe of anything this first time. Not that he thought Junhoe would even notice, because when Jinhwan finished and sat up, Junhoe looked like he was out cold.

Jinhwan's eyes roamed over Junhoe, taking everything in, still a little in disbelief that he'd just blown him. Junhoe had a pretty nice too, as far as Jinhwan was concerned. He'd enjoyed giving the , hoped Junhoe would want to do it again. Now he just had to wait around for him to come back to his senses. Jinhwan thought about himself, because he was hard and desperate, but he didn't want to risk freaking Junhoe out, so he took a deep breath and forced himself to wait. This had been for Junhoe anyway. Jinhwan could hold off.

Junhoe wasn't sure how long he laid there for, breathing hard and still wearing the blindfold.

In short, it had been amazing. Better than he'd expected. Couldn't believe he'd actually contemplated not letting Jinhwan do it—what a stupid idea that had been. Thankfully his pride had gotten in the way of his nerves. Let that be a lesson for him.

“Junhoe? You still alive?” Jinhwan moved up to lay beside him, pulling slowly at the blindfold. Junhoe's arm came up to swat his hand away and Jinhwan laughed. “Come on, you can't lay here all night. I mean, I know I'm good, but I'm hungry, I wanna go get some dinner.”

Junhoe made a non-committal sort of grunt, because moving was the last thing he wanted to do.

Jinhwan reached out and ruffled his hand through Junhoe's hair, smiling when Junhoe sighed at the gesture. Okay, that was the sort of thing that made it all a little too cute. He'd have to be careful otherwise he might go and get himself attached. That was the last thing he needed.

“Come on, get up before I go and lock you in.” Jinhwan got up to his feet and headed over to the water cooler, filling a cup and downing it in one go.

Junhoe grumbled and finally reached up to slowly peel the blindfold back, squinting at the harsh glare of the overhead lights. He put the blindfold back into place but sat up, suddenly aware that his pants were still bunched up around his thighs and his gi was hanging open. He rolled over to lazily pull his pants up, yelling when Jinhwan walked by and swatted his .

“I brought you some water, drink it.” He knelt down by Junhoe and reached out to pull the blindfold off, grinning when Junhoe grumbled about it. He took the offered cup though, sipping at the water.

Junhoe drank the water because it was a good excuse to not say anything. What exactly was he supposed to say? Thanks for the most amazing experience of my life? That was a little too heavy handed. But a simple thank you didn't really seem like enough.

Jinhwan waited until he was finished before speaking. “Wanna go get some dinner with me?”

It wasn't the question Junhoe had been expecting. Was there not going to be a teasing question period? No how did I do from Jinhwan? Maybe that would be easier. He nodded and handed the cup back. “Yeah, sure! I'm actually pretty hungry.”

Jinhwan smiled and stood back up, heading over to get another cup of water. “You just fed me, so I figured it was the least I could do.” He didn't need to face Junhoe, just hearing his reaction to the comment was enough for him.

Junhoe choked on his own saliva. It took him a moment before he could stop coughing, and by the time he did Jinhwan was watching him with an amused expression. The .

“Do you want some more water?” Jinhwan asked, grinning when Junhoe just glared back at him. “Are you sure? Not thirsty?”

“ off, hyung.” Junhoe replied, but there was no fire behind the comment.

“I was going to, but I didn't think you were ready to wake up and see me in your face.” Jinhwan teased, and when Junhoe laughed at the comment Jinhwan knew for sure they'd be fine with their set up. “Come on, let's go shower quick and get changed, I'm starving.”

They went to a barbeque place for dinner and had beef, and Junhoe offered to help pay but Jinhwan waved him off and said that he wanted to treat Junhoe on account of his special occasion. It was an excellent meal and Junhoe talked animatedly during the whole thing, and Jinhwan was pleased to find that there wasn't a trace of awkwardness between them.

He walked Junhoe home, right up to his building, and he was almost sad to see the night end.

“So, we don't say a word of this to the others, right?” Jinhwan asked, grinning when Junhoe nodded.

“Not a word. I didn't even tell Hanbin we were sparring with blindfolds, he'd harass me enough about that. If he knew about everything else, ah no way. I'd be hearing about it for years!”

Jinhwan laughed, not doubting it. Bobby's reaction wouldn't be as intense as Hanbin's (and would actually probably be a little more protective, not even of Jinhwan, but of Junhoe) and he thought it was best that they keep it to themselves. They said their goodbyes and goodnights, and Jinhwan was about to turn and leave before Junhoe called back to him.

Junhoe was conflicted about the night ending too, but he also knew that he needed some time to himself to process what they'd actually done with each other. “Hyung? Thanks for dinner.” It wasn't exactly what he wanted to say, but it was less cheesy than anything else he could think of.

“Thanks for the appetizer.” Jinhwan replied with a wink, before waving him goodbye and heading back to the street. Junhoe stood outside his building and watched him go, a conflicting wave of emotions roiling over him.

Could he really do this? Just physical, without feelings?

Maybe, maybe not.

He could always pretend, though. If he ever caught feelings for Jinhwan, well, he'd just keep them to himself.

How hard could it be?