Hongjoong "You're on your worst behavior"
Hello ^_^ More hard boi thoughts. Enjoy <3
Hongjoong needs to get everyone ready. M/N makes that impossible.
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In no way does this represent Hongjoong irl or his actual personality. This is fiction.
TW: Gay, Kissing/Make out, Grinding, Implied quickie?
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Hongjoong sighed as he rushed Wooyoung towards the makeup artist. “Wooyoung-ah, I told you already to get your makeup done,” The younger male gave a random excuse, sitting as instructed. Hongjoong sighed as he noticed San fighting with Mingi. Both bickering over who’d been on the couch first. “San-ie, please get dressed, we’re late. Mingi-ah, go get your makeup done,” Both grumbled at the words. “Hongjoong-Hyung, can you please help me?” M/N voice echoed from one of the dressing rooms. Sighing, Hongjoong sent Seonghwa a look. “I’ll get them together, go help M/N-ie,” Hongjoong smiled softly at Seonghwa before making his way towards the younger. “M/N-ah?” He questioned, knocking on the stall.
The stall door opened and Hongjoong was roughly pulled in. His eyes trailing over the other. The outfit the designers had chosen was tight fitting. It was different from the usual loose good boy outfit the younger was always put in. Hongjoong smiled, letting his hands trail over the other’s outfit. “This looks great, M/N-ie,” The said male giggled. “Thanks, Hyung,” Without another word, M/N turned. He reached back, pulling Hongjoong’s arms around him to reach his jean zipper and button. “I need help getting it zipped,” Hongjoong felt breathless, carefully playing with the other’s zipper. “You’re on your worst behavior,” The words making M/N giggle.
“Am I?” His head turning to catch Hongjoong’s lips in a kiss. The other groaned at the action, pulling M/N back against him. M/N simply whimpered at the other’s action. M/N pulled away first, breathing heavy. “Hyung,” The breathless plea. Hongjoong didn’t waste a second in connecting their lips again. He turned M/N so they were finally facing each other. He pulled away to nip lightly at the younger’s neck. It took everything in him to not bruise the other’s neck. He wanted everyone to see what he could do to the other but he knew the makeup artists would kill him. “Hyung, I want more,” The blunt words making Hongjoong giggle. “I know, baby,” He allowed his hand to slip down to the other’s hard on. He gave a gentle squeeze, a sly smirk growing on his face.
A rough knock made Hongjoong pull back. “Joong-ah, they want us soon,” Seonghwa’s warning making him groan. “Tell them we need time,” M/N whispered in his ear quietly. Hongjoong smirked, eyes landing on M/N’s. Would they even have time for a quickie? He opened his mouth but paused as M/N gently played with his shirt, a silent plea. “We’ll be out soon, Hwa-ah,” Hongjoong muttered. He quickly dipped down to kiss M/N once more. “You’re a brat,” The words falling out between kisses. M/N simply hummed in agreement, grabbing the other tightly.
