Warning: very mild/short  intimacy? (I don't even know if this is considered ty. I just want to warn you in case you don't like intimate scenes of any kind.)

The clock shows 3:02 in the morning. Daehyun lies, gaze shifting around the bare wall across the room. The house is static save for the occasional snore down the hall. He closes his eyes, desperate for sleep, but thoughts of earlier come rushing back. 

White cotton creeps up Yongguk's sides, hipbones now visible. Daehyun bites his bottom lip as seduction mocks in the form of a smirk and he reaches out just as the vision blurs to black. 

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He shuts his lids again, though this time a different scene plays in his head - that of the night he gave himself up to Yongguk.

Thick lips mold to his own, commanding yet soft. One hand is cradling the nape of his neck, the other travels slow, lines the dip of a shoulder blade, entices through cotton with a touch barely there.  Daehyun breathes heavy into the other’s ear, “Yongguk,” it comes out more of a whimper and it’s enough to make the elder want more.

Daehyun gasps when he’s guided back into a wall, a different kind of thrill rousing. He likes this side of Yongguk, one seldom seen and he doesn’t have to wait long before a mouth claims his once more. There’s something about the way Yongguk has him pressed against the wall, hands hungry that causes Daehyun to arch into the other. Fingers rake through tresses, tugging