Title: can't be tamed
Rating: PG-13/NC-17
Setting: High school/work life
Warning: There will be some clichés. 
Pairing : SungYeol/MyungSoo, SungYeol/WooHyun & other pairings as side characters.

A/N :

• another MyungYeol/WooYeol fic of mine;
• I won't tell who the end pairing will be. You'll discover it when the time comes; 
• I have no idea how long this story will be;
• this fic is (don't like, don't read);
• this isn't a "cheating" fic (you'll discover when the time comes);
• English isn't my main language.

SungYeol wakes up when the first sunray falls on his face. He grumbles and tries to push the blanket of him...which turns into a fight between him and the blanket. After several  tugs on it and untangling his long legs from under said object he pushes it away. "Me: 200, blanket: ...." He can't remember the number so he opens the drawer to get his notebook out and sighs when he sees the number: "500". He really needs another hobby and this new blanket wasn't a good idea at all.  

He puts the notebook away again and turns on his side, ready to scold the latter that he didn't close the curtains last night but then he sees that the guy is still asleep. SungYeol stares at the face of his boyfriend amazed that the other didn't wake up from SungYeol's moving around in bed and also opening the drawer makes a lot of noise.

SungYeol sighs when the light in the room starts to get brighter and he turns around in bed to get up. He stumbles over their clothes and looks out of the window admiring the view of Seoul before he closes the curtains with a smile thinking that it wasn't entirely the other's fault for not closing those, he was also at fault, too immerged in attacking the guy’s lips and removing clothes not thinking about other things, only thinking about the guy’s hands, mouth, tongue and….
Now that SungYeol remembers what happened last night he blushes, realizing that their neighbours could have seen everything if they wanted. They already got some notes in their mailbox for being too loud. SungYeol couldn't help it that the other was amazing in bed and that he has the need to scream and moan the other's name… He knew that his boyfriend liked it when SungYeol moaned as he was also a pretty good moaner when SungYeol topped him.

SungYeol smiles at the male whose hair is messed up; SungYeol couldn't take his fingers out of the guy's hair when the other moved deep inside of him last night.  He goes back to the bed and leans closer to the guy’s ear whispering: “You are the love of my life,”  before kissing his lips. The guy starts moving, opens his eyes and blinks when he sees SungYeol this close. He smiles and brings his lips back to SungYeol's, kissing him deeply, his hands on SungYeol's waist to pull him down, both not complaining about morning breath.

“Good morning, sunshine,” the guy says before pecking the taller again on his lips. SungYeol rolls his eyes with that remark but says nothing. The guy closes his eyes, his arms firmly around SungYeol’s waist. “Go back to sleep, we don’t have to work today.” SungYeol snuggles closer to sniff in the scent of his boyfriend before closing his eyes again. Soon the other falls asleep again.

SungYeol watches the guy sleep, his finger trailing the other’s soft lips, eyes, eyelashes and nose, his thoughts drifting off to how this all started... 

The day SungYeol met Kim MyungSoo the sun was shining.

The day SungYeol met Nam WooHyun it was raining.