“Why are you out in this cold?” Jae said, wrapping his red scarf on YK’s neck. “Idiot. Don’t get sick.”
“I wanted to meet hyung.” YoungK said, his face was red from the cold, but mostly from seeing Jae again after a month apart.
He buried his hands in Jae’s coat pocket. “There it’s not that cold anymore.”
“You missed me that much?” Jae said, holding his lover’s face in place as he met their foreheads together. Badly resisting the temptation to take YoungK’s lips in his in the middle of the street.
The tension between the two only grew larger as both of them knew what they wanted to do, but they both knew it wasn’t the right place to do so. “Hyung, let’s go home.” YoungK offered, he couldn’t take it anymore. “I’ll cook us dinner. That okay?”
Jae settled for a swift kiss in the forehead before saying. “Yeah, let’s do that.” And he took YoungK’s hand in his and together they headed home.
“Hyung.” YoungK said in a whimper.
“Hmm?” Jae answered, not peeling his eyes off the smear of pesto sauce left on his lover’s lower lip.
“The pasta you cooked was delicious. We can’t let a drop go to waste, can we?” YoungK backed off cautiously. Trying to run away from Jae’s predator gaze.
“Hyung.” He didn’t know what exactly to say, a month apart was hard for the both of them. He knew what was coming. And he wasn’t particularly oposed to the idea of it. In fact, he knew he wanted it, too. But even so, he needed to be ready. And this was happening too quickly.
“Hyung.” He called again, trying to distract Jae from the prey. But Jae’s gaze was relentless as it was piercing. YoungK can feel it bore heat on his lips. Heat on everywhere else. He backed off some more, one step, two steps, and a third step back, there would’ve been a fourth but his back already hit the wall.
Jae locked him in, his left catching YoungK by the waist, pressing him into the wall. While his right went straight to his lover’s face, his thumb tracing the outline of the stain. “Don’t worry, it’ll be quick.” It was a lie.
Nothing of what happened next was quick. Jae continued to tease YoungK with his gaze, and his fingers slightly touching his skin, his neck. YoungK could feel the sweat of agitation ran down his cheeks. This teasing, this long wait, was taking too big of a toll on him that he found himself craving for it.
That moment, that time. When Jae claims his prey, claims him.
He had enough of it.He grabbed Jae by the chest and pulled him much closer than he originally was.
“Hyung.” His voice was breaking slightly. Jae felt shivers run down his spine by the sound it, and the least subtle grin edged on his lips.
“Just.. get the stain off already.” Younghyun demanded. “You don’t want it to be wasted, right?”
Jae’s smirk turned into a full blown grin. “Of course. It’s my precious Younghyun’s cooking after all.”
And without missing a single beat, the predator went in to claim his prey. In the rules of the wild, preys would mostly try to fight off, run for their lives, save their skins. But not in this story, YoungK was a prey, and for his predator, he would gladly offer himself to be eaten.
