from the moment alex had walked through the door there had been alarm bells going off â jisung could all but sense something was off before even seeing each piece of the puzzle. obviously something bad had happened and alex had gotten into some sort of altercation, that much was clear. jisung simply wanted to know what kind of altercation, and if the aftermath of said altercation would be following alex home or not. alexâs safety, whether he liked it or not, was on jisungâs list of priorities. so should he be on high alert orâŚ?
and okay â jisung didnât simply want to know if anyone would be stalking alex. it was a big concern, yes, but he would be lying to say his mind wasnât reeling with question after question. what happened? where has he been? did someone die? what is that book â all questions that could wait, he supposed. heâd do his best not to let any slip out before breakfast.
considering he had followed alex every step of the way, jisung was grabbing the younger man a glass. it was put down on the counter in favor of focusing on alex, one hand then reaching to grasp at his jaw and tilt his head. he wanted to get a look at those eyes, but he was also looking for any other marks â seriously, what happened?! âare we at least reading the book, or is it just decoration?â can it even be read, or should they find a nice shelf?
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          â if you werenât going to study, whyâd you call me over? you havenât even answered a single question on that page, and your chairs fucking suck. â
[ đđđđđ ] â sender and receiver lay under the stars to stargaze (EEP ag6)
one of the best things life had to offer was, well, this exact moment. the clear night sky, the warm weather, and the love of his life against his chest. what more could ares ask for? he was happy to watch the stars as he slowly carded his hand through seunggi' hair, though he'd be lying to say his gaze didn't keep dropping to the other man. he just couldn't help it, he'd never be able to get enough.
ares almost didn't want to ruin the moment, either. but he also didn't want seunggi to actually fall asleep before he had a chance, you know?
"you awake, baby?" he was shifting a little as he spoke, doing his best not to disrupt his boyfriend as he slipped his hand under one of the pillows. ares didn't say anything else right away, wanting to make sure he wasn't actually talking to himself as he brought the wrapped gift over to his side in silent offering. only when he caught a glimpse of those eyes did he go on, a smile curling his lips as he did. "you might not even remember," or maybe he did? it felt like it was a lifetime ago at this point in their relationship, ares would completely understand if this present made no sense to seunggi. in which case ... well, he didn't know. maybe seunggi would still like it even if it meant nothing to him?
ares lifted the gift after another beat, eyes roaming what he could see of his features with nothing more than the moon and stars as light. it made sense, this gift â kind of? to give it to him now, at least. a book â kind of? nothing official, more like ares doing arts and crafts over a years time, or something. the front cover was legit, something he had bought, but inside? scribbles and notes, drawings and stories, an occasional picture taped in. everything from how ares felt the first time they met, to how his feelings grew over time. each and every interaction that made him love seunggi more was detailed, and seeing as tonight was their anniversary? not the anniversary, of course, but the same day they had met two years ago? not only the same day, but the same spot on the rooftop? it felt like the right time to give it to him.
[ CHEF ]: deciding to stay in for the evening, the sender and receiver decide to make dinner together in the comfort of their own home. (talex)
you know what â it probably took tae a few long moments to actually realize what was happening. like. he was too busy editing away on his laptop to notice what was going on across from him. sure, it smelt great and there were lots of sounds â but something felt off. or sounded off, rather. tae had no real idea how long alex had been messing around with the jar, but it was long enough that he was grunting about it. grunting and apparently on his way to the sink, for whatever reason â tae hoped he wasnât about to bash the jar in quiet anger, or something.
if alex wouldnât have had to pass tae to get to the sink, he wouldnât have bothered. or maybe he would have â maybe tae would have said something, at the very least. but seeing as the other man was actively walking past him? his arm shot out to snag the jar as he straightened up in his seat, brows furrowing ever so slightly as he brought the stupid little thing closer to himself. âwhatâs the dealââ was muttered with not so much as a glance to the jar. no, tae was more interested in looking at alex as the telltale pop sounded out and signaled that the jar was, indeed, open. and then he was tossing the lid (dirty side up, he wasnât a monster) onto the counter and holding the jar out for alex. âdâyou want me to do anything else? mâdone with this.â with his video, that is.
chest .  place your head on my museâs chest .  (side eye. jax)
jisung loved to cuddle, what could he say? especially on a saturday morning after just waking. he didnât have work looming over his head and that made it even better. the sun didnât seem to be shining yet, but that was fine â it meant he had even more time to enjoy the peace and quiet (no offense, tae).
not that tae was awake. or alex.
not that it mattered to him! he was happy to pull them close, to snuggle in, and to enjoy what he could while he could.
there was something nice about having alex sprawled out on top of him, hair a mess â jisung wondered what he was dreaming of that made his nose crinkle like that. or maybe jisung was bothering him with the way he was playing with his hair? there was something equally as nice about having tae snuggled up into his side. one arm was wrapped around taeâs waist, fingers brushing gently along his hip as the other gently scratched at alex's scalp. every once in a while he took to twirling a strand between his fingers, mind drifting with his own thoughts. jisung wasn't sure how long he was enjoying his quiet time but it must have been a hot minute seeing as his eyes fell closed again. not that he went back to sleep, but â you know. a nice little snooze.
and by the time they finally seemed to stir and their voices were heavy with sleep and filling the air? the sun was finally up and jisung was still exactly where he wanted to be â squished under the younger pair. jisung wasnât playing with alexâs hair anymore, but he was rubbing at his back just as he was taeâs. and once there was a bit of a loll in the usual good mornings? jisung couldnât help the way the question just rolled off his tongue. âwhatâs this from?â it was a soft, innocent question as his hand smoothed over the mark on taeâs hip. heâd be a liar to say he wasnât curious about most every mark that littered the younger manâs skin, but this was the one that had his attention for the last hour or so. so much so that he had even found himself almost searching for a bump or jagged mark on alex for a moment or two, as if he expected to find one in the same spot â as if thatâs how it worked.
tae always knocked out like a light and stayed that way until someone woke him up â unless he was with alex and jisung. itâs just â the bed got so hot and try as he may to keep a little distance between himself and the big guy? somehow that arm always found its way around his waist.
and yeah. fine. maybe tae didnât mind cuddling them, actually. they were muscly and strong but still kinda soft and smelt good and ? if he was going to be sandwiched and squished and hot heâd definitely pick this scenario.
until tae was waking up earlier than he liked because he was hot, of course. which almost always looked like slightly furrowed brows and soft little huffs as he tried to dislodge himself from the pile, or at the very least get the blanket off, you know?
tae was successful with kicking the blanket off his legs, leaving him in a puddle on jisung as his arm laid lax across alex. he was kind of thinking about scrambling over to the other side, actually â maybe crawl under alexâs other arm? but that was so much work and he was still so sleepy, so tired â- âmâmom, probably â donât know -â it was answered without a thought seeing as he was still more focused on the logistics of getting over jisung and alex without kneeing anyone in the dick⌠or maybe he just closed his eyes again, he was comfortable here. âdom?â without context that might not make any sense, and seeing as it was followed up with a soft yawn? jisung might not be getting any context!
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TANGLED: receiverâs neck is grabbed and pulled into a kiss by the sender. (talex :sideeye: )
there was no other reason as to why tae waited this long other than heâs stubborn. he saved his name in alexâs phone knowing there was a little more effort going into not scrunching his nose at the idea of crawling into bed beside zach, and yet? he refused to acknowledge it. the whole first day tae didnât acknowledge the night on the rooftop, he didnât acknowledge the new contact conveniently saved under the eye rolling emoji (đ), and he almost didnât even acknowledge his boyfriend! which, in hindsight, might have added some unnecessary tensions. surely it couldnât have been that surprising that within a week tae was cutting things off. tae was kind of surprised that zach was even upset! but some people just didnât like to lose, whether it was a fight or a person, and he didnât make parting ways as easy as tae wouldâve liked. personally, he would have loved to have just deleted the guys number and never talk to him again. zach gave him a whole lot more than that, but taeâd consider it a parting gift. one that made it much easier to get over himself and send alex a text. heâs never been one to sulk around or hold onto something, anyway.
crazy to think it only took a little over ten days from their reunion (twelve, to be exact) for him to be walking up to alexâs door, but here he was! and just as he was hitting send on a here text? well â if tae was going to pick a way to be greeted from here on out, it would definitely be this. hand on his throat and all.
there was no hesitation as tae curled a hand around the back of alexâs neck or as he pressed in close. he only managed a peck of a kiss last time, he was eager to get whatever he could this time. so, yeah, he was eager and yeah, he crowded into alexâs space and yeah, he parted his lips for a deeper kiss â- but alex started it!
My muse leans in, their breath warm against your museâs skin as they whisper, âYouâre enjoying this, arenât you?â (talex n alex speaking again)
tae wasnât the kind of person that really ⌠paid attention to details. he didnât know what his boyfriendâs schedule was, he didnât know who he was going up against â he barely knew anything aside from the city they were going to if he was being honest. he didnât care about details! it wasnât until they were closing the doors and the two guys were ready to go rounds that tae would tune in. thatâs the good stuff, after all.
itâs just â
at first he felt crazy â genuinely crazy. there had been so many people and everyone knew where they were going (and seemingly in a rush to be there) that tae barely managed a double take. no way. tae was, logically, asking his boyfriend who he was up against. and sure, it was out of his usual to ask, or care â but he was curious! he wanted to know! enough so that even as zach gave him his answer, tae was googling itâ
alex yeo. huh.
and then ⌠maybe he spent a little time scrolling the guys socials. just because. he probably shouldnât go following him, because duh, but the thought was there.
and by the time zach was sulking about having lost? tae knew the night was all but over. no way would he want to go out after a loss like that. not that tae blamed him â he saw the fight, he watched them go round for round. given ⌠he was more interested in alexâs every move, but still.
so tae? tae ordered himself an uber and made his way into town in the name of pizza. pizza and drinks, probably. or that had been the plan. how was he supposed to know alex also wanted pizza??
and yeah. maybe tae didnât follow him on instagram, but he did send a dm with a location as he walked out the door. should he invite alex back to his place? probably not â but he wasnât going to bring the guy inside. think communal seating on the rooftop. thereâs even a fire pit! not that tae was going to be starting any fires, but they could.
that had him scoffing because it was a dumb question â obviously he was enjoying it. with one leg tossed over alexâs thigh and a stupid grin that hasnât left his face since they started chatting? âand what if i am?â if tae wouldâve known he wouldnât have gotten a single bite of pizza he might have waited a beat in sending the message, to be completely honest â but maybe that was on him. he did make a detour to grab them some drinks (definitely alcoholic) before actually coming up. but otherwise? yeah! he was enjoying it! he liked that alex actually fucking showed up, and he liked sitting so dang close â he liked the sound of his voice and the â- alright. thatâs all he needed to go grabbing alexâs drink from him and put it down on the table. âyou want me to be bored, or somethinâ?â