just a tiny drabble inspired by today's fanmeet and sungjong calling myungsoo a good boy. tbh this comment my spark more fics later, tho maybe more a bit on the rated side of things

 

Every vein in Myungsoo’s was singing from the praise, even hours after the fanmeet had ended and he was back in his apartment.

He couldn’t stop smiling, something which Sungjong pointed out. They were both exhausted, but with their busy schedules they took whatever time they could and would spent it together.

“I’m just happy,” Myungsoo against Sungjong’s flat stomach, sighing in pleasure from the hand carding through his hair. They were on the couch, Sungjong watching some drama while Myungsoo used the soft thighs as a pillow.

“What made you happy? The fanmeet?”

“The fanmeet, you being here with me.” Both were very true.

“So it had nothing about me calling you a ‘good boy’?” Sungjong teased with a small giggle, nails scraping gently along Myungsoo’s scalp.

Myungsoo let out a groan, both from the words and the hand on his head. “Maybe.”

A soft tinkling laughter cut through the voices from the television and Myungsoo’s smile widened as he pressed his nose against the soft stomach.

“You’re so silly,” Sungjong teased.

“Maybe.”

Myungsoo closed his eyes and breathed in the sweet scent of Sungjong.

Moments like these were heavensent and he treasured every second together with Sungjong by his side.