Which witches which?

Part 2- Sorry for any typos/errors. I was tired and kind of wishing for something to read. I depserately wish for some good Keo/Kluck? I love bottom Leo with toppy ot5- why is no one else writing smutty trash too? If you have any hidden gem stories please send them my waaaaay. Also, sorry it’s short- I wanted to continue it but halfway through writing I got inspiration for something totally different..... 

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They were lying side by side catching their breath when finally the door burst open. Hyuk was the first one in, hair damp and slightly out of breath. His eyes wandered the entire length of the room before stopping on the two still catching their own breath.

 “You started without us!” Hyuk complained as he kicked out of his shoes and dropped his bag by the door.

 “And finished,” Jaewhan teased. He could see feel the awkward beginning to creep over Taekwoon so he rolled over and threw a leg over the other man’s lower body.

 He rolled his eyes at Hyuk, a silent what is up with this hyung commiseration.

 Taekwoon curled onto his side, scooting back against Jaewhan. He took the hint and pulled the older man into him to spoon. Instantly the other relaxed into a boneless state again. Hyuk grinned as he stood on the edge of the harem nest.

 “We got held at practice later than we thought so we showered there,” he explained, as he began shedding clothes.

 Jaewhan laughed at the easy, shame free way he undressed. He dropped his boxers and sauntered over to them.

 Taekwoon shifted to be able to watch the younger approach them. Their maknae was really pretty adorable, cheeks still a little soft with innocence and yet his body was strong and all male.

 Hyuk dropped to sit right next to Taekwoon, hands reaching out automatically to touch. He could see the red marks where Jaewhan had been busy- all over his chest, neck, thighs.

 Taekwoon was pliant as Hyuk’s big hand roamed over his naked flesh. Jaewhan was quiet, watching the interaction peacefully. Hyuk leaned down and wrapped his hand around Taekwoon’s neck. His big palm curled around the back of his neck and squeezed gently.

 Ever so tortuously slow he bent his head to kiss the older man. Taekwoon’s eyes darkened with want and desire as the maknae got closer. Jaewhan reached out and curled his own hand around Hyuk’s neck and pulled him in to kiss- taking the kiss intended for the older man.

 The two laughed into the kiss, sloppy and wet, as Taekwoon whined in disappointment. Hyuk squeezed that long neck again as he curled his tongue around Jaehwan’s. A thrill of pleasure shot through him when as he pushed into Jaewhan he was met with iron resistance and not the submissive, sweetness he was expecting.

 He pulled back from the kiss, licking his lips and staring at the older man with a small smile. He got a sharp, toothy smile in response before his head was once more pulled back into a surprisingly dominating kiss.

 Taekwoon’s fingers suddenly were pinching Jaewhan’s bottom lip and pulling them apart. A mutinous expression on his pink cheeked, sex rumpled face. Jyani laughed, a big infectious one that had them all grinning like mad.

 “Daeguunnii,” Hyuk crooned.

 The oldest sat up then, causing Hyuk to let go and lean back. Jaewhan sat up as well to lean against and support Taekwoon’s back. He rested his chin on that bony shoulder and curled his arms around the lean waist.

 Taekwoon had eyes for Hyuk at the moment though.

 Those broad shoulders were calling to Taekwoon at that time. He reached out and pulled the youngest closer to them. Hyuk went with it, eager to get even closer.

Taekwoon’s head tilted perfectly for him as he leaned down to capture those pouty lips.

 He pressed the older man back firmly, squishing him against the solid force that was Jaewhan’s body. Taekwoon let out a shivery moan as Hyuk slid his tongue in and out of the man’s mouth, caressing his tongue and mimicking what he’d like to be doing to him.

 Hyuk pressed even more against the thin chest and Taekwoon’s eyes fluttered open to stare at him lustily.

 Hyuk bit gently on Taekwoonie’s lower lip and tugged it playfully. He leaned back until Taekwoon’s lip popped out and then Hyuk was just out of kissing range.

Taekwoon whined and tried to follow but was held firmly in place by Jaewhan’s unyielding hold.

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Part 1:

(A/N: This is a word in progress ((all my stuff seems to be a WIP lol sorry my friends)) but I also haven’t edited it or dont much with it. I wrote it up quick while waiting for my laundry to finish. also, side note rant, I am DYING for some more good VIXX fics- if you see any please send them my way. I can’t find any good fics. I read a couple a few years ago but recently....nothing. T_T which is why I came back from the dead to write one) (((NOT to say this doesn’t suck and isn’t all over the place hahah but I tried dammit. That counts??? Anywho- please give me feedback! It helps. Also I am open to taking some prompts and also always looking for writing buddies :) ))) {BTW please don’t ask me to ship with other Kpoppers or anything- I only follow Biggseu so I can’t really help you out. <3}

In which Ken is actually a Gyra(black footed cat)

 People associate cute with fluffy and cuddly. This is where they somehow seem to misunderstand that cute really equals extremely dangerous. No one understands this more than Jung Taekwoon.

 Their dorm is quiet- something uncommon and worrisome. Taekwoon shuffled out of his room, painstakingly careful to not upset one of the piles of boxes that still cluttered the area. The members’ rooms are quiet and the doors are closed.

 The tall man shuffled down the hallway in slight bewilderment and much trepidation. He knew that Jaewhan and Ravi were home as they had all come back at the same time. Hakyeon and Hyuk went to a dance lesson after their filming earlier but they should have been back already. Hongbin was filming for a variety show and should be back sometime soon, he figured.

 Taekwoon shrugged away his slight worry and began to make some lunch. His stomach had been growling since they came home from filming. A yawn broke over his face as he began to pull out some ramen. He paused as he was pulling out one pack and then decided to pull out five more as well. He knew the others would probably be hungry too and ramen would hold okay in the pot.

 Making ramen was so routine for him that his mind began to wander as he cooked the food. Taekwoon sighed as he stirred in the broth packet. He was careful to place the noodles in at the right time, none of the members liked them too bloated or too under-cooked. The unease that he was trying to avoid began to settle over him. Little prickles of discomfort, like a rash breaking out, were breaking out over his body.

 He reached up to rub his shoulder and then winced a little. The playful punch from earlier had left a bruise already. A small smile chased away the feelings of discomfort then for a brief moment. Today had been really fun! The members had played and acted silly and had a really good time.

 He stirred the noodles, checking one for the consistency. It needed more time. His smile died off then and he felt uncomfortable again.

 Sometimes, Taekwoon thought, I don’t know when to stop.

 They had been having fun after filming their group shots and while they took turns doing individual shots they had quickly turned into a play session. It had been a lot of fun. Ken and Ravi were poking each other and everyone in the sides…well almost everyone.

 Sometimes, Taekwoon thought as he turned the heat off and began to ladle some into a bowl for himself, he got a little, teensy, tiny bit jealous. Though, he also thought, he would not ever admit it.

 Ravi and Ken had had eyes for each other and then Hyuk and Hongbin were tag team teasing Hakyeon. Leo had stood kind of awkwardly off to the side watching them. He was grinning to watch them play but he was also yearning to join them too.

 Ken, because Ken always notices everything, sidled up to him. He was all cute and fluffy as he curled an arm around Leo’s shoulders.

 “Hamjiiiiii,” he cutely intoned. His eyes were extra wide and shiny as he stared up at his older friend.

 “What?” Leo said, trying to act cool but unable to stop the unbearably fond smile that was blooming across his face.

 Ken’s arm was like a steel band as it suddenly clamped down, holding him in place, and the cherub grin suddenly seemed to have little fangs poking around the edges of his plump lips.

 Ravi was sliding up along Leo’s other side then and curling an arm across Leo’s waist. The rapper grinned sweetly at Leo and yet Leo suddenly had felt like he was about to be mercilessly teased in some way.

 Sure enough, suddenly Ken and Ravi shared a shark’s grin and began to poke him all over. He tried to squirm away, laughing and pleading, but they didn’t budge a muscle. Finally he managed to pinch Ravi, who dramatically jumped away, and then Leo was free. And it went on from there. They play pinch, poke, slapped, punched away the next fifteen minutes or so.

 Except, as soon as the fun had started, the member’s tiredness caught up with them. All except Leo, who kept needling them for awhile. It was a bad habit, Taekwoon thought, as he took his bowl of ramen to sit.

 He paused for a moment at the empty table, listened to the overly quiet apartment, and then suddenly he wasn’t really very hungry anymore. He went back to the pot and dumped his ramen back in. He rinsed the bowl out and then slowly trudged back to his room. He paused outside of Jaewhan’s but then his indecision kept his feet moving back to his own room.

 He flopped on his bed and hugged his pillow to his chest, legs curling up into a more comfortable position. Sometimes it was like his brain just fixated on one thing and like an endless cycle it just couldn’t stop doing it. He sighed deeply and buried his face into the pillow.

 He hadn’t realized that he had edged into the irritating department until Hongbin’s comments started to get a little bit sassier and Ken had started just staring at him when he kept poking and prodding at him. The unease he felt when he realized he had accidentally went too far had settled hard in his stomach then.

 He knew he had been a little too annoying when his stopping didn’t seem to change the mood at all. Hyuk gave him a little look that was something like a smile but mostly a grimace, and Leo’s stomach just swooped down. Then it was his turn to go do the individual shoots and he left them for awhile.

 It had been about twenty minutes or so of individual shooting. He could hear the member’s laughing again and he cheered up to hear it. They didn’t usually stay angry or irritated for long- but sometimes they were petty about someone bringing the mood down.

 He was just about finishing up his shoot when the photographer called him over to the computer. The other members grew quiet as they watched in confusion as Leo went to talk to the man. Usually they weren’t called over for shoots like this so they were overly curious.

 Taekwoon’s cheeks heated a little even now to remember it.

 The photographer was a kind man and he tried to be quiet and tactful but still his comment seemed to echo in the quiet room.

 “Leo…did you gain weight?” the man quietly had queried.

 The pause of complete silence was followed by the members’ barely muffled at all laughs.

 Taekwoon’s face had flushed so bright and his head dropped down in embarrassment as he began apologizing to the man. He had gained weight from his different schedule while doing the musical. The photographer began apologizing too and then they were in an apologizing to each other loop.

Finally the photographer just shushed him politely and told him not to worry that the pictures would be fine. He just had been surprised since the last time they had worked together Leo had been much thinner.

 Taekwoon thought, I probably would have felt better if he hadn’t added the much to thinner.

 He had thanked the photographer and went back to stand with the others. Instantly they began teasing him about it, which both cheered him up and made him also a little uncomfortable. Hyuk poked his belly, calling him a soft piggy. Leo laughed along, mostly glad they weren’t irritated with him still, but felt a little down about it.

 A few minutes later Ken threw an arm around his shoulders and leaned against him. He turned to look at the cute vocalist but Ken’s head was turned in the other direction to talk with Ravi. Still, Leo felt comforted by the gesture and smiled a little more easily after.

 When the shooting was finished, the three headed home. There had been sort of an odd change in the mood when they left though. It was as if the mood from before had come back. Leo had briefly went to get his jacket and when he had gotten back both Ken and Ravi had had a peculiar look on their faces. The other’s had already gone by then so Leo had had no one to ask about it.

 The ride home had been quiet on Leo’s part. The two idiots were goofing around and filming a Live for Starlights. It was fun to watch and they didn’t ask him to join so he didn’t feel pressured to talk anymore. Instead he had mulled out the window on the ride home.

 Taekwoon rolled over onto his back and exhaled a long deep breath. He wasn’t going to think about it anymore. Ken and Ravi must have gone out- he decided. The other’s must be running late too. It was as he was convincing himself of this that he suddenly and without notice drifted off into sleep.

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 The problem with Jaewhan was that he did notice everything. Especially when it came to Taekwoon.

 Taekwoon woke up to the strange feeling that he was being watched. It was like one moment he was asleep and the next his brain said, someone is here!

 He blinked his eyes open, stretching out his muscles, and then froze when he saw Jaehwannie sitting there next to him on the bed. A part of his stomach swooned with happiness to see him and the other sank in dread. It was equally both terrifying and electrifying to have the cute main vocalist’s sole attention.

 “Daegguniii,” Jaewhan aegyoed at him. The man’s fingers were already slipping under the bottom of Taekwoon’s shirt to run in gentle motions across his belly.

 Taekwoon’s sleepy brain was waking up slowly but the part that was inherited from the caveman days was flashing in red danger danger danger.

 “Jaewhan-ah,” he began, but then suddenly his vocal chords froze as Jaewhan’s hand moved.

 The man’s ever present rings were cool against his sleep warmed belly and his stomach clenched as they were palmed flat against it.

 “You’re all skin and bone usually,” Jaewhan said suddenly. He rubbed Taekwoons belly that had just the slightest bit of softness to it. “I like that I can feel more than just bone and muscle.”

 Taekwoon melted a little more than he would admit. Jaewhannie, perhaps from being a chubby kid, always knew that those sort of comments always bothered the soul more than anyone let on.

 Jaewhan smiled that devestating, melt your heart grin just for Taekwoon then. That’s when Taekwoon knew he was in real danger.

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 They all got along well, really well. They had no problems sharing each other and while they fought sometimes- usually the makeup sex was raging hot and then they were all back to normal. There were some of them that tended to pair off more commonly.

 Hongbin and Hakyeon tended to fuck like crazy when they were stressed. Sometimes Hyuk joined them and sometimes he and Hongbin would find weird new kinks to try out together. Wonshik and Jaewhan tended to pair off a lot. They both had a do it secretly in public kink that they loved to utilize.

 Taekwoon though was like a picky cat. It wasn’t a surprise to anyone that Jaewhan was his favorite. Everyone loved Jaewhan, it was impossible not to. Yet, the two of them really did have a sort of connection that the others didn’t have. Perhaps it was that they both were sensitive and felt their differences complimented each other perfectly.

 Takewoon was shy though and yet prone to be overly possessive. After one really bad fight after they all started hooking up together he was now incredibly careful.

 At the time he had really monopolized Jaewhan and hadn’t been shy about keeping him to himself. It was stupid, he loved them all and it wasn’t that he minded sharing. It was just that…having Jaewhan’s sole attention was like a balm to his heart. Taekwoon couldn’t help but just melt into the other man whenever he was there. So he was selfish and clung to the warmth the other man gave.

 Still, Jaewhan was kind and sweet and he did love Taekwoon just as much. So he was careful with his words when he told him that it wasn’t a competition and that he wasn’t going to stop loving Taekwoon if he wasn’t with him all the time. That was what it was really, Taekwoon knew. He was afraid that if Jaewhan was with the others more he wouldn’t want to spend as much time with quiet, cold, boring Taekwoon.

 Yet, Taekwoon realized that he was stifling not only Jaewhan but the other’s too. It was stupid because he loved them all. It wasn’t jealousy but fear that kept him from letting the other go. Jaewhan was kind about if for awhile but then he finally lost his temper after Taekwoon coldly told Wonshik to go away one night when the rapper had asked to join the two of them.

 That was the worst fight they had all had as a group. It had been really ugly for a few days. Taekwoon hadn’t wanted to be the one to apologize first but when no one else was coming forth- and the heavy tension in the air was getting too much to bear- he tearfully went and apologized.

 Of course all was forgiven, but like usual, not forgotten.

 It was a long, tense month that followed. Taekwoon went from seeing Jaewhan all the time to only seeing him when doing group activities. Partly this was because Taekwoon was now afraid to push his luck after the fight they had had and also because now that Jaewhan wasn’t being held back he was flying high and free. Jaewhan had had a good time before but not the other man seemed to be ecstatic, energized and always cheerful once again.

 Wonshik and Jaewhan were almost inseparable for that time. Yet, somehow Jaewhan managed to spend as much time with the others- in all sorts of fashion. Taekwoon hadn’t managed to even feel sexually turned on in that month. The guilt over the fight he had caused weighed on him, the sadness and yet happiness about Jaewhan he felt confused him, and all the promotions they were doing sort of got in the way of caring about anything else. Until he walked in on Hakyeon, Hyuk, Hongbin, and Jaewhan fucking like rabbits. Taekwoon had stared for a moment in surprise, then lust, and then confusion. He was there for awhile he knows because Jaewhan noticed him finally and sent him a wink and a smirk. Taekwoon had flushed and quickly left.

 He had been confused, turned on big time and a little sad but not for the reasons he thought. He just felt….lonely and left out. And suddenly, super sexually frustrated.

 It was stupid, the feelings of loss that he kept feeling weren’t real. He didn’t lose anyone and Jaewhan wasn’t going to forget about him now. In fact, he could tell Jaewhan was getting irritated with him for pulling himself away. It was just that he he couldn’t help but feel….lost.

 During the promotions for LR, Wonshik finally got tired of his moodiness one night. They had a long chat after Wonshik asked him a question and got a meek, overly shy response. Or rather Wonshik held him down and made him talk about it all. Taekwoon felt embarrassed to air all his worries and anxieties but Wonshik laughed and kissed him square on the mouth.

 “You’re an idiot,” he told him fondly. “Did you ever think that maybe how you feel about Jaewhannie the others might feel about you?”

 Taekwoon stared at the other man in surprise.

 “Love is reciprocal you idiot. You and Jaewhan have a bond, everyone knows that and loves that about you both. But,” he paused to flick the older man in the forehead. “we all love each other for different needs, wants, and reasons. You’re fixated on Jaewhan partially because you haven’t let anyone else love you in the same way yet. You’re feeling left out because Jaewhan was your safety blanket.” He paused to let that soak in the older man’s brain.

 “We love you too, idiot. We don’t want to leave you out, in fact I can’t tell you how many times Hyuk whined about you to me. I think Hongbin tried to convince Hakyeon that it was a good idea to bone you in your sleep.” Wonshik told him.

 “Oh,” Taekwoon said, awe in his voice. “I just…wasn’t sure.” he whispered then.

 “You’re an idiot,” Wonshik said fondly. His fingers were running up and down the darker haired man’s ribs. Their blonde and black hair was lying together and making a really amazing contrast on the pillow.

 They stared at each other for a few moments before Taekwoon shyly moved a little closed and kissed him. It was soft, sweet, and addicting. Wonshik was pretty sure he was the luckiest man just then. Partly because he bet Hakyeon 20,000 won that he’d get into Taekwoon’s pants this weekend finally. Hakyeon would be paying up now.

 Everything Wonshik thought sex would be like with Taekwoonie was completely wrong and yet utterly delicious. He thought the other would be more controlling and demanding. Instead Taekwoon was pliant, breathy, and so willing to do anything he wanted that it took his breath away.

 When they’re done Wonshik can’t help but stare at the other man in awe.

 “I can’t believe Jaewhan shares you,” he remarked.

 Taekwoon blushed fiercely but was otherwise too tired to do anything else.

 “Your abs are amazing,” Taekwoon said after the two had laid tangled together for awhile just catching their breath.

 Wonshik laughed and rolled the other man over to lean on his chest. Taekwoon’s ear listened to the steady thump-thump of the rapper’s heart. It was reassuringly steady and calm.

 “You’re saying that I gave it to you good, huh?”

 Taekwoon whined, laughing a little in embarrassment but then, in fairness, nodded his head.

 “I bet no one would peg you as a needy bottom,” the other man rumbled, laughter in his voice. He laughed more when he felt the man’s cheeks heat up against his bare chest.

 “You are so whipped for Jaewhannie,” he chuckled then.

 “He’s fiercer than he looks!” Taekwoon grumbled, knowing where that thought process was going.

 “The aegyo king tops the chic, charismatic Leo,” Wonshik giggled about that until they fell asleep.

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 It was actually kind of an inside joke between the members.

 Jaewhan played the adorable, fluffy, cute, come hither and bend me over little bottom for Hakeyon, Hongbin, Hyuk, and Wonshik. He wiggled his butt and batted his lashes and power bottomed them all around. He had them all wrapped around his little finger.

 Except Taekwoon, who while was definitely wrapped around his little finger, he topped the hell out of. It was hilarious to the others and yet insanely hot to watch. Taekwoon gave it up for everyone but only Jaewhan could make him come apart at the seams.

 They didn’t usually have chance to do any bedroom fun together usually, scheduling conflicts and time didn’t allow for it. Their beds were also too small and their rooms not large enough to pile bedding on the floor without feeling cramped.

 Then one day Hyuk bought light canceling window shades and Hongbin bought these incredibly fluffy floor mats, and suddenly they had a rough harem going on in the living room. It only took about three days for them to make their schedules align for the night.

 Jaewhan, knowing how shy Taekwoon got about sex in the open, maneuvered them into the position of being home first. They showered and changed into some loose pajamas and then met back in the living room. He could tell the older was a little nervous by the way he was fiddling with his sleeves. He couldn’t help the fond and slightly exasperated grin from watching.

 He pulled the other man over and pushed him down right in the middle of the entire floor.

 Taekwoon’s face instantly flushed a lovely shade of pink, it enhanced his cute, hamster cheeks and made his dark hair stand out even more.

 “Hamjii,” Jaewhan sing-songed. He pulled his shirt off and threw it behind him. Taekwoonie’s eyes darkened with lust as he watched from where he was sitting.

 Jaewhan stood over the other for a moment and just stared. He liked that Taekwoon, so tall and passionate, was so submissive. It sent a dark, dangerous thrill of excitement through him and nothing turned him on more than watching that sweet, adorable man turn to mush for him.

 He sank to his knees and curled his hands around the older man’s neck. His thumbs rested on the jaw as he cradled he head in his hands. Taekwoon’s eyes were already adopting that languid, glazed look that he always got when Jaewhan started manhandling him around.

 He bent then and nibbled on the other man’s lips, teasing with little licks and sharp nips. Taekwoon moaned softly into it and leaned forward. His hands curled around Jaewhan’s hips, something to ground him with.

 Jaewhan pulled back and smirked at the dazed expression he had on.

 Without warning he pushed the other man straight down to the floor. He was careful not to bang the other man’s head, but let the air get pushed from his lungs a bit. Taekwoon blinked up at him, a little surprised but his pupils seemed to grow even more dilated at the roughness.

 Jaewhan knew Taekwoon loved being manhandled. In fact, he was pretty sure every time Hyuk twirled Taekwoon around in the air the older man got chubbed up instantly.

 He ran his hands teasingly slow down the man’s chest, stopping at the edge of the shirt for a long moment before pushing it up, up, up to just below his chin. He dragged his nails lightly down the man’s chest.

 Taekwoon gasped softly, back arching at the sensation. Jaewhan smiled darkly. Taekwoon swallowed.

 He bent over further and ran his tongue playfully up the man’s stomach, to his sternum, nibbled a little on those sharp collarbones. Taekwoon’s cheeks were a darker pink now, his breath more breathy and gaspy.

 He blew cold air down the trail he made and watched the little goosebumps appear after. Taekwoon’s flesh was so sensitive. It was incredible.

 Catching Taekwoonie’s eye he smiled sweetly and then closed his teeth firmly around one of those flat, dusky nipples.

 The groany moan that slipped out was so sexy that Jaewhan thought he might explode from his pants at any second. Foreplay with Taekwoon was incendiary.

 He suckled on the nipple, nibbled it playfully, and then laved it with broad strokes of his tongue. Taekwoon trembled and moaned, fingers coming up to tangle in Jaewhan’s hair.

 Jaewhan’s other hand came up to play with the other nipple, twisting and tugging it gently. He pulled back and blew on the nipple- watching it harden into a tight little bud.

 Taekwoon sucked in a breath, his abs tightening with what was coming. Jaewhan waited a moment for him to relax a little and then sank his teeth into that little, puckered nipple.

 Taekwoon moaned loudly, so loudly, and rocked his lower body up to try and meet contact. Jaewhan chuckled when he pouted after only meeting air.

 “Impatient as always,” he said teasingly. He switched his attention to the other nipple then and took pity on the older man by scooting down and sitting his full weight on the other man’s lap.

 Taekwoon let him torture his nipples for awhile before whining and tugging at his hair.

 Jaewhan grabbed his hands, firmly and pushed them down above his head. He rested his forehead against Taekwoon’s and squeezed the other man’s wrists between his own hands and against the floor. The older man briefly tested the strength but Jaewhan didn’t budge.

 He smirked down into the other man’s face but it dissolved almost instantly at the very faint pout the other man wore.

 Taekwoon leaned up then and pressed forward for a kiss. He brushed Jaewhan’s lips briefly before Jaewhan teasingly pulled out of reach.

 The irritated, turned on face he got in response made him chuckle. He ground down on the hardness he could feel digging into his ass and Taekwoon’s head flopped back onto the cushion as he pressed up to meet the pressure.

 Jaewhan descended then while Taekwoon was distracted.

 Jaewhan played at denying Taekwoon but really, he was just as wrapped around his hyung’s finger as Jaewhan was around Taekwoonie’s.

 Jaewhan’s fingers mapped and curled and stroked the older vocalist for another fifteen minutes before he grew uncaring and impatient. The others were taking too long for him to wait anymore.

 They were naked and going back and forth from making out to Jaehwan torturing responses from Taekwoon’s sensitive flesh. He was slumped back against Jaewhan’s chest, panting a little as Jaewhan teasingly stroked his cock, and curled two fingers up to stroke his prostate at the same time.

 Jaewhan would pause, take his fingers off of his cock for a few moments and rest them above the vent, and then wrap them once more around Taekwoon’s cock. Taekwoon would just keen, a long, high pitched sound of want and need. The rings were cold against his hot flesh and his grip was firm, pressing them into his sensitive dick.

 Jaewhan alternated between looking down at Taekwoon’s trembling body and tilting the older man’s face towards him so he could watch the sweet, sexy expressions that were flitting across his face.

 Jaewhan pressed a kiss to the side of his hyung’s temple and Taekwoon curled a hand around his wrist. He squeezed a little harder around the cock as a warning, just because he knew Taekwoon would whimper, and shudder with want even more. His own cock trapped against Taekwoon’s back was weeping and desperate to get buried in that tight, welcoming ass.

 “Jaewhan-ahh,” Taekwoon begged softly. His head lolled on Jaewhan’s shoulder and the sweat caused it start to slip off.

 Jaewhan quickly reached up to steady it on his shoulder. He didn’t want the other man to get a sore neck.

 “Daeguuuniii,” he mimicked playfully.

 To be honest he was just as desperate to get to the next stage anyway. Fuck the others, he had a sexy, submissive wildcat tamed and purring in his lap and he was tired with holding back.

 With a sudden burst of energy he pulled Taekwoon up and flipped him around.

 Taekwoon’s mouth was open and wet, inviting him in. His lips curled into the kiss at the absolutely shocked, turned on expression on the man’s face. He really loved being manhandled.

 Taekwoon whined when he felt the bump against his entrance but it soon turned into a loud, wailing sort of keen when Jaewhan pulled him down to sit. He rocked his hips up as he pulled Taekwoon down, and grinded right against his prostate.

 Taekwoon’s arms wrapped around his neck and he leaned forward for a kiss. His coordination was off and he ended up sloppy side kissing him instead. Jaewhan would have laughed if it wasn’t for the fact he was trying to keep from blowing his load on the spot. Taekwoon was so incredibly tight and smooth.

 He held the other man down, not an easy task as he was trying desperately to rock and grind for more stimulation. He wrapped a strong arm around the other man’s waist and leaned forward more making Taekwoon really sit on his lap. It pushed him even deeper, little shockwave tremors of pleasure causing Taekwoon to shudder pleasantly in his lap.

 He languidly kissed the older man until he felt like he could move without turning into a teenager on his first fuck.

Summary: smutty smut that isn’t nsfw idt? idk. its a bit of humiliation kink, slight d/s if you squint, a little h/c, aftercare, snuggles, fluffs, mostly Neo/Keo because lol I guess i am biased but it is ot6sexxing up

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Hakyeon’s head fell down to rest on Taekwoon’s abdomen his warm, moist breath causing his skin to tingle from how sensitive his whole body was.

“Hakeyeonie,” he whined, his arms were flopped over his head and his chest was moving up and down with tired panting.

Hakyeon chuckled and moved his head just a little further down. He glanced up at those red, full cheeks, the half lidded eyes that were always staring at him and breathed out slowly against Taekwoon’s spent member. The man moaned, loudly and his hips twitched as if he would like to buck them either up or away. Hakyeon couldn’t keep the amused smile from his face, though he knew that if he wasn’t spent he would make Taekwoon respond to him, yet again. It was their third round already, first in bed, then on the couch, and now sprawled across the kitchen island.

“Sensitive,” Taekwoon whined again, his head lifting just a little off the table before plopping back down.

He pressed a kiss to the smooth, gleaming white flesh under his head and then propped his chin on the man’s chest.

“Okay, okay,” he pressed another kiss to Taekwoon’s ribs, loving the way the man sighed in contentedness at the action. He hid a smile against Taekwoon’s narrow waist, pausing to press soft kisses across the expanse of toned, sweaty flesh before him, before pressing a kiss directly in the middle of his chest.

“Gotta pull out,” he murmured. Taekwoon’s legs squeezed him tighter, brought him in even closer. Taekwoon reached out and ran his fingers over Hakyeon’s face, over his nose, circled around his eyes, and then cupped his cheek. Neither one really liked separating when they were together like this.

“Kiss me?” he finally shyly asked. Hakyeon smiled a sappy, wide smile that spoke of sappy love songs and gooey chocolate melting feelings.

“Here?” he asked, pressing a closed mouth kiss to Taekwoon’s jaw. “Or here?” another kiss to the man’s cheek. Another kiss to just under his left eye. “Or maybe here.” He went to press another indirect kiss to the other side of Taekwoon’s face enjoying the rising frustration in the normally stoic man. Taekwoon surged upwards and wrapped his long arms around Hakyeon’s neck head angled for his lips to meet Hakyeon’s.

Hakyeon laughed against those plush lips, liking the way Taekwoon huffed a pout into his mouth. It was like coming home, their tongues tangling languidly, caressing one another like good friends. He sucked gently on Taekwoon’s tongue, loving the way the other man whimpered, clenching around him.

“Ahh,” Taekwoon panted as he broke away. “Too much, N-ah.” He winced slightly as he looked down at his cock. It was perking up a little and it was a painful sort of pleasurable feeling. He had already cum so many times and it was a love/hate sort of feeling and he was so tired now.

“So cute ‘Woonah,” Hakyeon breathed against his cheek. They rested their heads together for a moment longer. It was peaceful, tied together and sharing relaxed touches. Any moment the boys would be home from the grocery store run. Hungry after their long schedules, weary hotel stays, and long nights of practices they had woken up this morning and decided today was a splurge, diet free day and they were going to damn well make a hearty feast. He was sure Jaehwan was stocking up on all sorts of snacks and candies, Hyuk and Hongbin adding tp Jaehwan’s pile because no one could refuse Ken’s cute cute face.

“’Woonie,” Hakyeon crooned, and pulled the other man back in for a long, tongue sucking kiss. When he knew Taekwoonie was really into it he eased backwards a little and slipped out. Taekwoon whined instantly and it was terrible but Hakyeon couldn’t help but chuckle fondly. Taekwoon was endearing, the man had no idea that he was almost on Jaehwan’s level of cute only a different style. He had every member wrapped around his finger too and he had absolutely no idea about that either.

“You’re such a cock slut,” he teased Leo affectionately hoping for the reaction he was sure to get from the humiliating endearment. Taekwoon’s face seemed to get even redder and he cast his gaze away. Nothing turned Hakyeon on faster than an embarrassed, humiliated Taekwoon. The man’s eyes always fluttered uncertainly, his chubby cheek always seemed to glow with such a deep red, and his cock always seemed to drool from excitement at the humiliation. Such a kinky little lion.

Placing his hand on Taekwoon’s chest he stood up right and reveled in his favorite image. Taekwoon’s legs had slipped to just sort of draping against his waist and it left him sprawled out in such an appealing way that N’s member tried to stir again. The pale, long limbed man was decadently lying askew on the counter in such a way as to leave nothing to the imagination. His arms were once again dangling over his head, his chest was peppered with angry red marks from the vast amounts of bites and hard mouthed kisses, the kisses were scattered over his hipbones and down onto this thighs. There was an erotic trail of cum in an impressive cumshot from his waist to just below his neck. He was surprised it hadn’t gotten smeared yet.

Hakyeon’s favorite though….he ran his palm over Taekwoon’s muscled thigh and gently but firmly pushed it up. Taekwoon shifted and tried to use his other leg to block his view.

“Ah!” he chided.  He reached out with his other hand and grabbed Taekwoon’s other thigh and shoved it upwards. He leveled Taekwoon with a firm look and Taekwoon flushed but obediently held them up for him after that.

“Kinky,” he couldn’t help but tease since he had him in such a position. A smirk settled into his face when he saw Taekwoon’s member stir at the embarrassment. Knowing Taekwoon was pretty tired, his eyes were so sleepy looking, languidly blinking at him from beneath his sweaty fringe he kept refrained from getting too deep into teasing him.

“Mmmmm,” he finally exclaimed, seeing his favorite make your cock twitch sight.

“Ooh I should take a picture, Jaehwannah is going to be jealous.” He ran his fingers down the man’s firm, soft globe just out of the way of where his cum was trickling out of Taekwoon’s hole. “Your hole is soaked Taekwoonah.” Taekwoon shuddered at the dark satisfaction in his Leader’s voice, the other man’s hands like velvet covered steel on his thighs, keeping him from hiding away.

“Ah no, please.” Taekwoon pleaded, the sheer idea made him feel a little light headed. The boys would never let get rid of the pictures, they would always hint and tease and bother him endlessly. It actually frightened him somewhat just to think about such a lewd, impolite photo on the dongsaeng’s phones.

Hakyeon opened his mouth to respond but he was cut off by literally the instantaneous arrival of the kids. The door to the kitchen flew open and Jaehwan, Ravi, and Hyuk fell through with louds exclamations of having been “the winner”. Hongbin came two seconds later slamming the door behind him with a loud laugh and a flash of his dimples.

“Manager-nim is going to kill you guys and then eat your entrails,” he teased. He dropped the overflowing grocery bags that he had on the floor, the sounds of (what Hakyeon was sure were) ramen packages rustling around.

“Oh oh oh!” Jaehwan was the first to notice the other two.  Taekwoon groaned in mortification then. He had surged a little as if he would run and hide when the door first flew open but N had stood strong, unrelentingly holding him in place. Hakyeon rubbed Taekwoon’s chest comfortingly as the others chimed in with their own exclamations.

“You grandpas sure do have stamina,” Hyuk laughed, “all night and now onto the morning too?”

Taekwoon’s hands were covering his face as he literally died of sheer mortification. He felt tears prickle the sides of his eyes as he was sure the mockery to come would be harsh and humiliating. Hakyeon’s palm was warm and a reassuring weight on his chest, the only thing keeping him from locking himself in the room and never coming out again,

“Oh hyungs, aigoo! You’ve been busy,” Hyuk added as he dropped his groceries off and while it wasn’t a cruel statement the small laugh from Ravi caused Taekwoon’s eyes to lose the battle of control over his tears from the humiliation.

Hakyeon was busy beckoning Jaehwan to come over and look at his claiming and thankfully didn’t notice Taekwoon’s eyes getting wet. Taekwoon shuffled his arm over his face a little more securely, hoping no one would notice.

“Jaehwan, come see,” N demanded. “Look how sexy this is.”

“Ottokaji, Leo-jjing,” was followed by a warm palm sliding down Taekwoon’s stomach, over his thigh where it rested under Hakyeon’s and firmly held his leg up. Ken was always good about using his control over Leo in a soothing manner. Taekwoon would never have thought that Jaehwan of all the members would take control over him as well as N could. He was definitely not Hakeyon but of the all the others he was the closest when it came to demanding, comforting, and pushing Taekwoon to his limits without letting him freefall at the end. It made his chest feel warm to know that Jaehwan was such a good man.

“Ooh so pretty,” Jaehwan cooed. The man’s rings were cool against Taekwoon’s hot flesh and he shivered slightly. Absently Jaehwan ran his palm in a circular caress, calming Taekwoon’s anxiety.

“I think it’s my best one yet,” Hakyeon proudly stated. “Look at how it slides out so perfectly. It’s hot, right?”

Hongbin, Ravi, and Hyuk crowded around to see too.

“Oh, cute,” was Ravi’s opinion. Ravi’s hands were big, long fingered and always seemed to find the spots he was hyper sensitive in and turn him into a pile of mush. Even now the man ran his fingers up over his belly, hand strongly kneading his flesh.

“I think I could do it better,” was Hyuk’s manly opinion, he stood off to the side a bit, hands resting on the edge of the counter. The youngest was a kinky voyeur, he loved to watch even more than participate.

“Aish, what sloppy seconds,” Hongbin joked. With a quick glance at N to make sure he was allowed Binnie plunged two fingers deep into his hole, squishing them around. “So loose, Leo-hyung, what a little slut you are today.”

Taekwoon’s eyes bled tears face growing wet under his arm, he was absolutely humiliated. What was more humiliating, what made his eyes tear even more, was the fact that he felt so emotionally uncomfortable but his dick was slowly hardening all over again from it. His eyes were so sleepy but his dick was so hard just from this embarrassing scene that was happening. It was confusing, he didn’t understand why his body was this way. His eyes just dribbled tears out the sides more.

“Taekwoonie,” the low, rumbly voice whispered directly into his ear. Ravi pressed a kiss to the side of his head, cupping his head in a sort of one handed head hug. He ruffled the long, dark locks and tried to push the man’s arm away from his face. Taekwoon’s arm slid a little didn’t budge from positon but Ravi frowned when he saw the wetness.

“Why are you crying?” Ravi’s hand curled around his arm and removed it from covering his face. He peered concernedly down at the red eyed older man. His heart seemed to melt at the expression on the man’s face, a combination of horniness, tiredness, sadness, and humiliation. It was erotic and heartwarming.

“Ehh?” Hakyeon’s head snapped up and he looked at his partner in concern.

“Taekwoonie?” Hongbin pulled his fingers free and moved to stand next to the man so he could see his face. Hongbin knew he sometimes went a little far for Taekwoon’s comfort level with the comments he made during sex. He couldn’t help it, there was something so erotic about the way Taekwoon got so flustered, embarrassment sharp in every angle of his body, but Hongbin didn’t like to see him cry. It was heart breaking to see the normally stoic man cry like this.  

Hakyeon and Jaehwan pulled Taekwoon’s legs down, each one rubbing the legs as they lowered down so he wouldn’t get cramps from the rough position. Taekwoon tried to pull his legs away and curl them into his body. He didn’t want to expose the erection he was sporting now. It was beyond embarrassing and he didn’t want them to see it. Even though they have seen him in even more awkward, intimate positions he just felt so vulnerable and exposed here in front of them all.

“Taekwoonah!” Jaehwan chided firmly after nearly getting a knee to the jaw. The man’s hands wrapped around Leo’s leg and tightened dangerously.

Taekwoon’s legs went limp after the direct order head lolling slightly in surprise as his naturally submissive side made itself known. His stomach tightened in excitement, sick pleasure coiling in is abdomen at the firm tone. It always made him twice as embarrassed and twice as turned on when the others ordered him around. They were always good about not crossing the line, never using it against him but they definitely used it to their advantage a lot.

“Good boy,” Ravi shushed him his fingers twirling in Leo’s hair. “Relax, Taekwoonie.”

Hongbin and Hyuk moved forward to gently rub Taekwoon’s sides, fingers trailing up and down his ribs in a reassuring way. Their faces were somber, not liking the tear trails on their older member’s face. It happened sometimes, one of them broke down during sex or after sex and it never got easier to see a member so emotionally low.

Seconds later Hakyeon’s long-rolling, understanding and affectionate, “Ahhhhh, ‘Woonah,” that had them look down. Taekwoon’s legs had been lowered and it exposed his cock, plumped up and dibbling pre-cum down the shaft. Humiliation hit him deeper in the core of his chest and he tried to cover his face again, groaning at the situation.

“Hyung, you’re so slutty,” Hyuk teased, fingers reaching out to curl over his hyung’s cock. His fingers were wide, palm big and strong. It was too much! Too soon! and Taekwoon gasped, whined loudly in surprise, and surged upwards at the contact.

“Ahh!” he cried out, back arching. The other five were fast to curl their hands under him and support him as he flopped back.

His legs shook, thighs trembled. It had hurt, in a good way yes, but also had been too strong of a move for his tired body. He quivered, head rolling beneath Ravi’s reassuring fingers.

“Careful!” Hakyeon exclaimed, his heart racing at the slightly scary way Taekwoon had lurched upwards so suddenly. “He’s had four cums already, his body is really painfully sensitive.” His protective side kicked in strongly and he ran his hands over Taekwoon’s flanks over and over again until the other man stopped shivering. Taekwoon’s eyes were dilated, puffy and red, wet at the edges and so adorably focused on him so attentively that Hakyeon’s heart melted all over again. It was only Hongbin’s loud comment that snapped them out of their lovesick staring.

“AISH!” Hongbin laughed in surprise. “You really were busy while we were gone.”

“Is it okay to have another? What if he implodes?” Jaehwan asked, slightly worried, slightly amused and so very turned on. They had definitely come back from the store at a good time. Taekwoon sexing up times were always good times. It pleased a dark, private corner of his heart to see the aloof, placid man reduced to putty beneath their hands, vulnerable and preciously entrusted to them. Every time he got the chance to see Taekwoon like this he felt thankful. It was a powerful, addictive feeling to have someone you loved and admired reduced to gasps, whines, tears and pleadings beneath your very fingers.  

“This is nothing remember the time he lost the exploding barrel game? He came like, what? Six times that day?” Ravi reminded them. He was rubbing his thumb under the older man’s eyes, wiping away the stray tears that were still falling every few seconds. The reminders of how slutty he could be weren’t helping him feel better about the situation. If the member’s weren’t running their hands all over him so comfortingly he would have felt so lost and uncomfortable. Their presence calmed his heart and made him feel safe. He trusted these precious, evil men with his whole heart.

“The time with the vibrator too, what was that? Seven times wasn’t it?” Hyuk asked, fingers once again reaching for Taekwoon’s erection. He kind of hand liked the violent reaction. He liked seeing Taekwoon’s eyes tear up, liked seeing his pride and composure crumple to dust in front of his eyes.  

Jaehwan intercepted when he saw Taekwoon’s stomach clench, eyes slam shut in anticipation of the almost too painful to be pleasurable feeling of his cock being groped. It didn’t make him feel good to see that. It made him sad and unhappy to see Taekwoon’s face so clenched tight and not languid, not having his head listlessly rolling boneless on his spine.

“Ah, Hyukkie, I think he deserves a reward for being so good.” Jaehwan’s pointer finger made tiny circles up and down Taekwoon’s thigh until Taekwoon’s eyes opened again and turned to look at the cutie Ken.

Hyuk’s hand stopped short of its original goal and instead caressed Taekwoon’s thigh. He was a little disappointed to not see Taekwoon jump again but Jaehwan always had good ideas.

“Yes, he has been such a good boy,” Hakyeon’s warm praise was so good, Taekwoon moaned softly, head rolling to the side to find Hakyeon’s gaze instead. “Aren’t you good ‘Woonah?” he softly said. The question was rhetorical, eyes locked on each other again. Hakyeon felt like such an emotional woman to be like this but he couldn’t even care. There was just something about Taekwoon that made you fall hard, fast, and unendingly.

Hakyeon reached out to pinch Taekwoon’s left nipple break the sappy moment. The other members always understood but they also teased him and Leo endlessly over it. Sometimes Jaehwan got a little jealous though so he didn’t want to steal Jaehwan’s moment. Taekwoon seemed to read his mind because he cast his gaze back over to Ken, who was waiting so patiently for Taekwoon’s focus again.

Hakyeon was glad he was watching Taekwoon’s face because when Jaehwan finally leaned down and engulfed the older man with his mouh he got to see the explosive reaction on Leo’s face. Taekwoon’s eyes rolled back and a loud, high whine pulled deep from his throat. Taekwoonie thrashed around as the searingly hot mouth closed around him, it was heavenhelltorturepleasure and his mind shut down at the feeling.

Hongbin and Hyuk moved quickly to hold his hips down so though he tried to thrash to get away get closer to get something he was immobilized for Jaehwan to enjoy. Hakyeon and Ravi ran soothing hands up and down his arms, over his neck, across his torse, a stream of praises falling from their lips as Jaehwan literally sucked every “quiet and aloof” remnants from the older man.

Jaehwan pulled back, tongue swiping over the head, swirled around to map the veins on the sides. He sucked him down hard and hummed “Love Letter” around Taekwoon’s cock, a mean chuckle vibrating the shaft right after. Taekwoon whined loudly, so loudly for the quiet man, head thrashing back and forth back and forth. His abs tightened and released in spasms in an erotic display as he struggled against the pleasure pain of too many cums in a short amount of time.

Jaehwan loved giving Taekwoon a blow job. It wrecked the older man completely. It was almost impossible for Taekwoon to maintain any level of sanity when there were lips wrapped around his dick. Jaehwan loved the way Taekwoon gave himself so much to them that he trusted them with his vulnerabilities. It didn’t take Jaehwan long before he pulled the other man into and then suckled him through his final release. Taekwoon whimpered softly and then passed out as soon as his cum trickle spurted out. Ken swallowed and then tngue cleaned the exhausted man clean. He pressed a soft kiss to the wilting penis, another to the inner thigh before standing up.

The members helped pull Leo upright and propped him against N and Ken. Even though Taekwoon was passed out Hakyeon and Jaehwan showered him with kisses and affectionate praises, promising him all sorts of cuddles and snuggles. While Hakyeon took Taekwoon for a cleanup in the bathroom the others romped around in the living room. Hongin and Ravi ground one out together, dicks sliding together in a rough, bro-jerk session. Jaehwan rode Hyuk hard and fast commenting on Taekwoon and the hot imagery they walked in on. Hyuk had no idea that Ken dominated him from the bottom, had him whimpering and begging even though his dick was in Ken’s ass. Ken thought it was fair considering how naughty he liked to be too Taekwoonie.

By the time Taekwoon was cognizant once more he was already ensconced in his warm pajamas, cocooned in a blanket, and curled up on Hakyeon’s lap on the couch. The members were being fairly quiet, laughing and joking in a relaxed manner around them as they watched movies on the big TV. Probably trying not to wake him up. He woke up with the fingers of embarrassment still curled in his belly. He tried to slyly nuzzle his way deeper into N curling his head under N’s chin. A soft, nearly silent chuckle rumbled through N’s chest.

“’Woonah,” he breathed in Taekwoon’s ear. A kiss was pressed to the side of his head and then Hakyeon rested his head on top of Taekwoon’s. “You’re always safe with me ‘Woonie. Forever friends. I won’t let them hurt you,” he softly added. Taekwoon smiled then, relaxed and closed his eyes. The embarrassment would fade, the jokes would become less heated, but he never forgets the way he felt curled up with the members, Hakyeon’s arms curled around him protectively. That was his favorite part.

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Summary: Taekwoon feels left out, alone and uncertain. Or basically, another ot6!polyamory in the making. more angsty uncertain Taekwoon ><

Warnings: angst? h/c! polyamory, m/m/m/m/m/m  all sorts of pairings. ^^ over use of the word adorable. bc it can’t be used enough to desribe Jung Taekwoon. fight me bruh.

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He liked to watch them from the sidelines. From the side hecould watch all their reactions, observe their subtle(or really not so subtle)glances, touches, affectionate plays, and really take it all in. When he gets stuck in the middle of them he gets overwhelmed, flustered, as if he will lose himself in the overflowing effusions. He doesn’t know how to keep ahold of himself, to respond quickly enough to them in time. They are so easy with one another, they have fast responses ready at the tips of their tongues, they laugh off the jokes, pretending hurt to mask any awkwardness. From the oldest to the youngest they blend so easy together.

He yearns to join them, it looks like so much fun and a person can only watch for so long before they feel the creeping fingers of loneliness, left out sadness easing alongside to make the heart hurt. Yet, he knows if he goes over the easy camaraderie will become either a sort of over his head, good natured yet vaguely condescending joking or either the easy going fun that they have going will become awkward, tainted with his bad social skills and poor sportsmanship behaviors.  In the moment he gets so flustered, so slow to respond to their quick wits and fast jokes that his pride flares open and he gets upset and then Hakyeon gets stuck calming him down and the boys watch with forced smiles to hide the annoyance.

It is always afterwards when he creeps back off to the sidelines, pretending to be interested in something so he doesn’t bother them any longer, he feels the shame and awkwardness settle heavily on his shoulders. It suffocates him from them even more and he usually refrains from joining them anymore. He pretends they annoy him and pushes them away if they try. Then after a few attempts they leave him be.

Hakyeon and Hyukkie are play fighting around, acting like such goofs that Taekwoon can’t help but fondly smile, their affection making his heart swell. Hongbin’s easy, infectious laughter breaks out and his attention swivels over to where the other three are sitting.  He had been pretty hurt when after he sat down on a park bench the other three decided they too would sit, but two benches away. There had been plenty of room on Taekwoon’s bench and the bench right next to him had been empty, but they skipped over both and plopped down in the next one down. He had pretended to not notice as he busied himself with his iPod. But the screen had fogged, wavered before his eyes and he was embarrassed to note that tears had risen up. It was the long, exhausting few weeks they had of promotions and preparations, he told himself. That is why I am feeling so strained, he tried to convince himself.

Now though Hongbin was laughing at a fake pouting Ken who was clutching his chest in mock heartbreak. Wonsik was smirking at them, holding his cellphone in his hand. Apparently selca time wasn’t going so well, Taekwoon smiled slightly at the thought. His attention wavered back and forth between the two groups for a little while. Occasionally the photographer or some runners would capture his attention but for the most part he was content to watch his friends.

“Ken-hyung,” Hyuk ran over to them laughing, obviously having done something to their Leader that he wanted to share with the others. Hakeyon was standing with a “ stank look” on his face. Taekwoon couldn’t help but breathe out a small laugh. They were entertaining for sure

Hakyeon looked over at Taekwoon and for a second he simultaneously had dread and hope that he would be coming over. Hakyeon’s lips twisted in a funny shape, not a grimace or a smile, while he looked Taekwoon over and Taekwoon felt uncomfortable. He was definitely not expecting the weird glance. He was sort of relieved and hurt when Hakyeon instead went over to the kids and left him alone. He stared down at his hands for a few moments. He had to logically think it over first.

He was a male adult. He was more than capable of dealing with being on his own. It might have been hurtful but he doubted that Hakyeon meant anything weird by it. He kept listing reasons like this, trying to ignore the way that his fellow members were taking funny pictures and laughing hysterically like loons without asking him to join them or coming to pester him. Finally, when he couldn’t take it any longer he stood up and went over to where their manager and photographer were discussing something.

He explained quickly that he needed to use the restroom, could he please excuse himself? Their manager went to call to the members to see if they too needed to go, but Taekwoon quickly interceded.

“Ah please, I am not feeling well if it is alright with you I would like to go by myself.” He pleaded. Their manager frowned for a second but then nodded in acceptance. Taekwoon knew he was jokingly called the frail sensitive one, when it came to being healthy, and for once he was thankful.

After he used the restroom he slowly meandered his way back. For a little while now he felt like things had been a little strained in the group. Taekwoon also knew it was mostly his fault. It wasn’t exactly a secret to know what the kids were doing. They were obvious about it really. The “secret” touches when they thought no one was looking. Their obvious, “can you uh, come help me with something in my room? Oh no Leo-hyung, Ken said he will help me. Keep practicing the choreography, you need it,” moments. They were always teasing and then withdrawing.

Taekwoon stopped at the playground just a little ways from the other members. He leaned on the metal bars to watch the kids and families playing. He couldn’t help but feel his heart lift at the sight. Their happiness was infectious.

He was so maudlin today though and his thoughts soon turned back to the problem he had on his mind. Taekwoon sighed as he squatted down to pick up a leaf. His ran it through his fingers as he mulled over the situation. It was withered and dry like leather. Soon the trees would be full of leaves again soon.

The members were just….flagrant? Maybe that was the word he was looking for. They were loud even when whispering and the rooms always stunk like sweaty men and stale sex. No matter how much they cleaned up after and wafted the rooms out, Taekwoon was a male and he knew that smell.

Hongbin had been the one to mediate to him and that really had been all that had been needed. “Hyung,” he had said. “You’re warm hearted, right? We’re having fun together. It’s okay though, now you can have more space to yourself.” He had laughed after it, and the words hadn’t been mean or cruel, but they had sucker punched Taekwoon right where it mattered. It was the first moment he realized that he was excluded from this thing they had together, not just merely not included yet. While he didn’t envy them what they had with each other, he wished he could have something like that with someone. The looks they have each other were so benevolent and sweet that it made his heart simultaneously lift and ache.

“Leoooo-yah,” Ken screeched suddenly, voice loud and carrying through the air. His head jerked up as Ken came running crazily towards him. His lips quirked slightly at the sight. There was just something about Ken that made him feel so protective and warm to see him.

“Yeah?” he asked softly, voice barely carrying at all. It made him cringe on the inside. He was too quiet to fit in with these vibrant beings. Ken didn’t seem phased at all as he came to a halt beside his older friend.  

“What are you doing over here? Manager-nim, said you weren’t feeling well?” he prodded coming over to his friend. His eyebrows were shaped with worry, even though his eyes were sparkling with happiness, mischief really.

“Ah, I just needed to take a walk and get some air,” He replied. Inwardly he felt mortified. He needed air? They were outside. To distract himself Taekwoon let the leaf slip through his fingers and watched it blow away. He missed seeing Ken’s mouth turn downward with sadness and worry.

A warm arm threw itself over Taekwoon’s neck and he was pulled quite strongly forward. At first he wanted to push the younger man away but the heat of his arm and the affection Ken gave so freely eased an ache in his chest he hadn’t even realized had hurt so deeply.

“The photographer wants to take some more group shots,” he explained. “Leo-jjing.” He cutely intoned, hoping that it would make his hyung smile. It brought a slight upward tilt to the man’s eyes, a crinkle that indicated a small smile. As he smiled at his hyung he realized Leo had never pushed his arm away either. Ken frowned a little at the realization, wondering if the older member was feeling well.

“Yah! Come on,” Hakyeon called out waving them on towards the spot the photographer wanted to take the group shots. Ken was relieved thinking Hakyeon would say something about Leo’s behavior, ask him if he was feeling well. However, Hakyeon looked cooly at the way the two were attached, then merely nodded at Taekwoon before then turning back to the other members without saying anything. When Taekwoon hastily pulled away from Ken as if he was burnt after that Ken realized everything was off.

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The group shots were awkward. Everyone was taking cute, adorable, funny pictures. The poses were great and the atmosphere was positive. Except that every time Leo was added to the shot it was like an awkward wheel and the pictures showed it clearly. If he moved closer to the members he was “lurking” if he moved far away he looked like a “stalker” and if he sat down he looked like a “creeper.” Taekwoon’s emotions were frail even though he took the critiscism stoicly. The member’s faces lost some of the happiness every time the photographer asked them to change poses because it was just not right. Finally the photographer asked Leo to step aside for “just a few shots.” Leo did with no outward signs of the frustration he was feeling, and the photographer snapped photo after photo with ease.

“Ah that is perfect!” He called out to the members, satisfaction evident in his tone.

Leo looked down at his feet. He could feel his shoulders hunching in and forced himself to relax. The solo poses hadn’t been much better either. He was slouching too much, too rigid and cold, the list had gone on. By the end of it the photographer had jokingly said, “Good thing you’re handsome because it’s not getting any better today.”

The members left where they were standing and moved to a different spot to take photos. Taekwoon trailed after them quietly. It was just the exhaustion that made him feel so hurt, he knew. They weren’t being cruel or malicious and the photographer was new to working with them. Taekwoon knew that he wasn’t easy to work with because he was silent and wasn’t always good at communicating in front of a camera. What he was sad about though was the fact that none of the members had said anything in protest about leaving him out of the fun photos. He missed the days when they cared about him a little more.

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Hey^_^ I didn’t have the rest of it finished yet so I thought I’d just break it down to the last good stopping point and update it. This story is kind of like drabble chapters a little. Hope you like it ^_^

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The little things added up, Hakyeon noticed a few weeks later. At first Taekwoon had been wary, suspicious of the younger men. It started with the most soft hearted Jaehwan sidling up to Taekwoon and dodging every evasion to get away from him, following the older man relentlessly. Taekwoon really didn’t want to admit it but he enjoyed the attention he was given from the cutest cat-man that ever existed.

If Taekwoon would sit down, curling his tail around his calf, Jaehwan would settle himself either snugly against the side of Taekwoon if the chair/couch was large enough, or if it wasn’t he would make himself at home on Taekwoon’s lap. The first time he’d done it he had done it out of habit, every other member of the house was accustomed to Ken’s adorable little butt resting on their laps. There had been a brief, awkward moment where both Ken and Leo had looked at each other before Ken forced himself to relax, sprawling into Leo’s shoulder. Little by little Leo relaxed as well, until he was comfortable enough to (hesitantly) wrap an arm around Ken’s hips to keep him stable when Leo leaned back further into the chair.

“Leo-jjing,” Ken had fondly teased, liking the way the older man’s eyes warmed even if his face was still of emotion. It had only taken a few days of following Leo around to see how warm, soft hearted the man was, and so lonely. He felt terrible for not having ever made the effort to get closer. He was brought home only two years after Leo, and they had had a sort of friendly, close-ness for a year until Wonsik and Hongbin were brought home. It hadn’t been purposeful but Ken had found himself drifting closer to the more open, widely affectionate men. He and Leo still called each other by their Cat names, a rarity for how long they’d known each other.

“Ken,” Leo began, his fingers flexing as he tried to ask the other man something. “Did you get in a fight with the others?” Leo’s eyes were worried, his fluffy black ears tilting out to the side. “You could…talk to me about it, if you like?” Leo’s cheeks flushed in embarrassment after that and he looked down at his lap.

Ken’s heart twisted and he felt so sad then. His ears wilted on his head, the fluffy tufts squished to his hair. This older man, he shook his head, really didn’t know social situations at all.

“Leo-jjing! I just wanted to get to know you more; I realized that we should know each other better. We have lived together for almost three years and we still don’t call each other by our human names.” He somberly explained. “We were starting to be close before, and I guess I got distracted and never realized you were pulling away from me, never realized you were so shy. And I, kindalikenewthings.” He finished in a rush, his own short comings making him wince.

Leo’s eyes widened slightly and his cheeks got even more pink from the embarrassment he felt.

“I’m sorry Leo, we should be better friends than the mere friendly acquaintances we are now.” Ken’s lip trembled a little, eyes blinking a little rapidly. He really felt terrible about it. This man and him, now that he was thinking about it more, used to do a lot of stuff together. Leo would be a silent, steady presence at his shoulder until he faded into a distant, blurry shadow in the background of his life. He blinked twice as fast, not wanting to break into an embarrassing blubber fest.

If it was anyone else Taekwoon might have felt emotionally manipulated. But with Ken….Ken wore his heart of his sleeve. He couldn’t be mean to someone if he wanted to, and when he was mean he was up to all hours of the night until he went and apologized. Ken had been like that when he had first come to Taekwoon’s home. Taekwoon had been so excited, nervous still about being replaced, but excited to have someone to share his home, his love of Hakyeon with…and he’d been the most sad when Ken had pulled away. He had been too scared to follow the other man along and instead had let him slip away until he was too far away to bridge the distance. Taekwoon missed him more than he would ever admit.

“Taekwoon,” He finally said. He peeked through the dark fringe over his eyes to see how Ken responded.

Ken shook his curly head of hair, ears quivering through the locks to come a fluffy point on his head. Cocking his head to the side caused most of his hair to fall over, exposing the shaved sides and Taekwoon tried to burn the cute sight into his memory. This man should have been a puppy with how floppy his hair and ears were and how expressive his face was. Taekwoon stared in wonder as the man’s face alternated between confusion, earnestness, and lingering sadness.

“Taekwoon?” Ken questioned, bewildered slightly. Leo never usually said something without deliberating over it first, but this was a confusing comment.

“Yeah, Jung Taekwoon.” He replied, voice so soft that Ken leaned his head forward, ears straining to hear him better.

Finally it dawned on him and his head shot up with excitement. The expressive face went through so many expressions so quickly Taekwoon couldn’t even attempt to decipher them all. Ken was practically vibrating from excitement and Taekwoon felt just slightly alarmed.

“You’re Taekwoon!” He finally squealed and without even thinking about it he lunged forward to wrap his arms around the older man’s neck.

“Ah I was confused, Hakyeon always calls you ‘Woonah, I thought maybe it was an inside nickname. So cute! It’s a good name, Taekwoon.”

Taekwoon was frozen for a moment but slowly he came to his senses reaching around with careful arms and hugging the younger man’s waist.

“Oh! I’m Jaehwan, Lee Jaehwan,” Ken finally said somewhat distractedly. “I can call you by your name? Taekwoonie?”

Taekwoon smiled behind Ken, no Jaehwan’s, shoulder. This little shit always pushed the limit.

“Yes, Jaehwannah?” he teased back, tone so dry that for a second Jaehwan was shocked into silence.

“Ehhh! You’re so slick, chic Taekwoonah!” he laughed, he pulled back from the hug and gently punched the other man in the shoulder, poked him in the ribs.

Taekwoon cocked his head to the side, warm affection for the cute man in his lap, and merely gazed at Jaehwan. Jaehwan beamed adorably, happy to see the lightened expression on Taekwoon’s face.

“Uh, there is one thing I would like to say,” Jaehwan finally broke their comfortable silence a few minutes later.

He made sure he had Taekwoon’s gaze on him and then with a deadly serious face he said, “You really need a haircut. You look more like a cute, shy cat-woman with these long dark locks. Trust me, a shorter do will make you feel so much better about everything. Remember, I had long hair once…”

Taekwoon blinked at the sudden onset of aegyo that followed that statement. He swore up and down that it was the shock of the whole situation that had him following Jaehwan down to the basement where Minah the stylist lived and rented out her shop. Not of course the fact that with just a few days of constant cute Jaehwan, even Taekwoon was wrapped around his cute, sly fingers.

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Roars, Purrs, and kitty cat furs Part 2

Summary: Taekwoon centric basically. Taekwoon doen’t know he is precious. This is basically a story where he finds out?

Word Count: about 4k?

i am bad at summaries. also this is a bad attempt(prollly) at Warnings: angst! fluffs! h/c! past mentions of bad ownership? Hakyeon owns the other five? but not like master/slave shtuffs. :D Hope you enjoy it ^^

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There was rain water pouring off the roof and there were largepuddles forming all over the garden. Taekwoon frowned when he realized that his place of refuge was out of limits. With a sad sigh he picked his soccer ball back up off the porch floor and went back into the house. His ears tilted forward when the warmth washed over him. Even just those few seconds of cool, damp air had made him shiver through his sweatshirt. Spring was a dreadful friend at times. The hair on his ears puffed up and even though no one was around to see it he flushed in embarrassment. All his previous owners had forbidden him from going outside since they had said he turned from a pampered house pet to an unruly country farm cat in a second. His fur was very sensitive to weather changes.

Meticulously he unlaced his sneakers, placing them on the mud trays, and hung his sweatshirt back up on the peg marked Taekwoonie. His socked feet were silent as he treaded through the house to find a place to hide away. His tail curled loosely around his right leg as he walked, a small sign of anxiety. Even all this time later he never knew what to do with himself when there was nothing planned for the day, no activity to prepare for.

The garden and the music room were his sanctuaries. When he could play soccer or run for miles until he was tired and then climb a tree to doze in or when he could sit for hours and sing or play the piano those moments made him feel alive and peaceful. However, lately Ravi and Ken had been using the music room more and more so Taekwoon had been hiding away in the garden for longer periods of time. Ravi was all deep timbre and narrow eyes when Taekwoon joined them. The younger man was packed with lean muscle from his days of street and then (illegal) professional fighting and Taekwoon never wanted to come between Ravi and any of the housemates by accident.

Out of habit his feet took him down the hallway, past most of his fellow housemate’s rooms, and down two flights of stairs. He paused in the back stairway to see if he could hear anything. His ears strained forward and his nose quivered until he sneezed from the smell of the dust. It sounded empty. His head popped through the door first and when the kitchen was absolutely clear he entered with relief.

There was a chair by the window he loved to curl up in. Taekwoon could drink his coffee, he still felt warm with excitement at the privilege! in peace while watching birds alight on the tree directly outside. Hakyeon had told him about how when he was young his Mother had bought him a weeping cherry tree to plant over where his favorite dog had been buried. Hakyeon had had a whimsical expression on his face when he had told the story that had captured Taekwoon’s heart. Even now he loved to look at the tree and imagine a younger Hakyeon finding peace in the sight of the beautiful tree.

It was a few hours later that someone came barging into the kitchen. Loud voices and hasty movements told him it was probably Hyuk and Hongbin. With a quick peek over the top of the chair he indeed saw the dark, straight hair of Hongbin and the pink cat ears currently flicked forward in interest. Hyuk was bending over in front of the fridge and all Taekwoon could see was Hyuk’s golden-red pointy ears pinned backwards in irritation.

“I always lose to Jaewhan,” Hyuk was whining as he stood back up with a bottle of soda for him and Hongbin. “Why don’t you play Jaehwan next time and I play Wonsikkie?”

Hongbin laughed widely, dimples flashing adorably.

“Ah, Hyukkie, you just stare too much at Jaewhan’s face and not enough at the ball.”

Hyuk handed his older friend one of the bottles with a mock frown.

“That is true. It’s hard not to though.” The twin snaps, pops, and hisses were followed by two big gulps. “He is so cute. Even Ravi can’t play Jaehwannah without melting to complete goo.”

“The only one who ever seems to play well against Jaehwan is Leo,” Hongbin added after wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. “He is so stone faced against Jaehwannah’s cuteness.”

Taekwoon frowned in disappointment. He thought his adoration of Ken was obvious? His ears sank sideways in sadness.

“He’s stone faced against everything,” Hyuk quipped. The two burst into laughter, not knowing Taekwoon had flushed in shame and curled into a deeper ball in his chair.

He forced himself to pretend that it didn’t hurt but long after the other two left his chest was heavy with a painful sorrow. It seemed that he always made a bad impression.

Dinner was always an interesting affair.

Hakyeon had always sat at the head of the table. It wasn’t because he was the owner/master of the house but rather he liked to sit there so he could give each of them his attention easily. Hakyeon liked to see them all sprawled around him at the circular table so he didn’t miss anything.

Leo used to love dinner time. It had been the one part of the day where he felt like he was genuinely close to Hakyeon. He would always sit at the man’s right hand where he could covertly watch Hakyeon from the side. He would always turn and give Taekwoon the sweetest, most indulgent smile and ruffle his hair at how quiet Taekwoon was. “You’re my little right hand, right ‘Woonah?” he would always joke with him. Every time was like a small confirmation that he was worthy and hadn’t been a disappointing purchase to Hakyeon.

However, Taekwoon disliked dinner now. Hakyeon had switched to a circular table just a short time after bringing Hyuk home and when he had all the dining “rules” had gone out with the old table. The first time Taekwoon had come down the stairs and entered the dining room and had seen Hyuk sitting at Hakyeon’s right hand he had frozen. Anger and fear had hit him hard in the sternum. Surprise and disbelief had hit hard too when he saw Hongbin sitting in the left hand seat.

He had shuffled closer and stopped just beyond the edge of the table. Hakyeon hadn’t looked away from where he was ardently watching Hyuk who was regaling him with his best funny story. Taekwoon’s chest had frozen over when he’d seen the same “special” smile Hakyeon gave to Taekwoon so easily given to Hyuk. Without a single noise Taekwoon took an empty chair two down from Hongbin and never said a word. In his heart of hearts he knew it wasn’t maliciousness or pettiness. Everyone wanted to be close to Hakyeon. He was their Moon that they all gravitated towards.

It was a free for all now because of that. Whoever got to dinner first or whoever won rock, paper, scissors got to sit next to Hakyeon. Taekwoon always made sure to come late to dinner so he never had to feel the competitive spirit that hit him when they did rock, paper, scissors. The first time he had played rock, paper, scissors to win a spot he had gotten too eager and competitive and had gotten in a wrestling match with Hongbin over who got to sit next to Hakyeon.

It was the first time Hakyeon had ever gotten mad at Taekwoon. Taekwoon had been straddling Hongbin their hands locked together in a contest of strength when all of a sudden he had been yanked from the younger man. When he looked up he saw Hakyeon’s lips thinned with irritation and his gorgeous eyes were narrowed dangerously. He had shrunk away from him in fear for the first time, certain he was about to be beaten, sold, something. No one ever looked at him like that without punishment following.

Hakyeon had merely released him and gently pushed him away. He crouched down to check on Hongbin and then helped the other man stand up. Taekwoon had stood there awkwardly, feeling the gazes of the silent housemates on him. Hakyeon cast him one last cool glance before leading Hongbin to the seat next to him. Taekwoon skipped dinner that night, hiding in a closet in the furthest wing from the rest of the inhabitants. He had been certain Hakyeon would sell him for fighting with his newer, younger, more useful adoptees. When nothing happened he stored it away as a threat and smoothed out his behavior. Now he made sure to not cause any issue.

Like usual the table was a roaring, raucous affair. The fish smelled really yummy and Taekwoon leaned over to sniff his plate a little closer. His nose wrinkled just slightly at the mackerel that was Ravi’s favorite fish. He really wished for melt in your mouth salmon, it was his absolute favorite, but he felt uncomfortable asking for any special favors since he was certain that he was still in rough waters with Hakyeon.

Ravi was sitting at Hakyeon’s right and Jaehwan at his left. Hakyeon was joking around with Hyuk about his latest accidental pants ripping. The youngest, newest member was growing so rapidly that nothing seemed to ever fit him correctly. Even Taekwoon smiled a little at the cute youngest housemate who was a little red around his cheeks.

“I am the tallest now so you will all have to be careful,” Hyuk teased unsheathing his claws to add emphasis to his joke. “No more baby jokes!”

“Ah such a scary kitten!” Ken teased in his cutesy voice. He grabbed his curl-fluffed striped brown ears and pushed them down on his head while batting his eye lashes as if he were a young female.

Ravi laughed so hard he collapsed into the side of Hakyeon. His bright golden ears were smooshed into Hakyeon’s shoulder as he shook with laughter.

“Wonsikkie!” Hyuk countered dissolving into giggles when Jaehwan burst into a loud laughter. The cutest housemate’s laughter was infectious and soon everyone was laughing.

Taekwoon delicately used his claws to cut piece of fish off and eat them. They were so cute to watch, their affection alone made his heart swell. He ate silently as the others had their normal, rambunctious dinner. There was once a time that the loudness, laughter, and chaos would have had him both terrified and irritated. Now he just enjoyed the feelings of love that permeated the room from what they had for each other. His tongue rasped gently against the claws when he finished, cleaning them well.

For a short while he sat there and watched them interact. Hakyeon’s face was so benevolent and caring as he gazed at each of them. It simultaneously warmed Taekwoon to the core to see Hakyeon so happy, the others so happy- and yet made him feel cold, frozen with terror and sadness. They had always warned him about growing older. It is inevitable but terrifying. He knew his value had diminished drastically over time but to see these younger, more handsome, more loving men around him he felt twice as old and useless. He watched until the ice cream dessert was brought out and then left when no one way paying attention. Taekwoon didn’t think anyone would notice he was missing.

Hakyeon frowned sadly when he watched the silent man go.

“Kids,” he started to say, once he knew Taekwoon was gone from earshot. “Have you been teasing ‘Woonah again?”

The silence was deafening all of a sudden.

“Not so much teasing just as much as doing our own thing?” Ravi answered, making eye contact with Ken who was licking his bowl clean of any remnants of ice cream.

“Ever since Hyuk came he withdrew a lot from playing games or singing with us. He used to try to be friendlier with us, or as friendly as he can be,” Ken said somewhat distractedly as he eyed Hongbin’s still half full bowl. He waited until Hongbin turned to look at Ravi before quickly and silently exchanging his empty bowl with the still mostly full one.

Hongbin didn’t even notice and Jaehwan grinned proudly. Hyuk caught his eye from across the table, he grinned widely and winked at Jaewhan before looking away slowly so he didn’t give Jaehwan away.

“You aren’t including him? He is really shy and he doesn’t always know how to make friends well.” Hakyeon gently chided, eyes twinkling a little at Jaehwan’s antics. He was distracted by the younger man making indecent faces while eating his stolen ice cream.

“It’s just that…Leo is kind of cold, like stone?” Hongbin said, reiterating his and Hyuk’s conversation from earlier. “I think we annoy him because we are so lively. He just likes to do solo things.”

He looked down to take a bite of his ice cream and blinked in surprise to see it was already finished. He looked up and saw Jaehwannah’s cream smeared nose. Jaehwan saw him looking and beamed so cutely that Hongbin just chuckled and reached out to ruffle the man’s hair.  Hongbin’s fingers tugged gently at the fluffy, curly tufts of hair on Jaehwan’s ears and the slightly older man leaned into the caress. They were all turning into hedonists.

“Ah, no no no. He’s not at all! He’s just very shy. He is as warm hearted as you could become before melting.” Hakyeon explained somewhat in a startled fashion. He had had no idea they still thought like this towards the quiet, shy Taekwoonie. “He has….not had a very easy life like all of you. While I won’t trivialize the woes and hardships you have all had Taekwoon has had years and years of sly, emotional manipulations done to him. He has been molded into the perfect, quiet specimen he is today because of it. Please know that no matter how he seems, what he is inside makes you want to bundle him up in a blanket, wrap him tightly in your arms, and never let him hurt again.” Just thinking about the Taekwoon he had brought home with him years ago made his heart hurt. Even now Taekwoon was so quick to revert back to the almost completely silent, sad being that he had rescued more than five years ago.

The table was silent.

“I am not upset with you, I am not forcing you to like him or be his best friend. I just want you to know that. I just hope you can keep these words in mind and know that even though you don’t know him well, he would go to the ends of the earth for each and every one of you. If only because he knows you are all happy here, in his first real home.”

They all felt badly, each in their own way. There was no dislike between them and the older Taekwoon. It had just become easier to stay in this weird pattern they had formed of Taekwoon staying away and them letting him. Taekwoon could be kind of scary sometimes with how silent and fierce his gaze was. Yet, Hakyeon had never lied to them and perhaps it was more that they had settled into a lazy way of life and hadn’t wanted to expend the effort to include the more “complicated” house mate. Although, as they all looked around at each other guiltily, Taekwoon had never sad a single negative thing or made any mean remarks about them invading what Hakyeon had just referred to as “Taekwoon’s first home.”

Hakyeon bade them good night, pleased to see the normally rambunctious, loveable dolts thinking over his words. He smiled fondly at them as he let his feet lead him to his wayward cat. His own guilt was strong for letting himself get caught up in his busy schedule and not pestering his little stubborn kitty like he usually did.

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Taekwoon was curled up in his bed rubbing his face against the pillow he had stolen from Hakyeon’s bed. Sometimes the feelings of guilt were so strong they took his breath away. It was an uncontrollable instinct though. Whenever he walked by Hakyeon’s room he couldn’t stop himself from going inside and rifling through his bedding or his dirty laundry. He would find some small, innocuous thing, a throw pillow or a lightly used tank top and steal it away back to his room. Hakyeon had been so busy lately he hadn’t had time to do individual activities with Taekwoon. He understood, really. It just hurt that the smell of Hakyeon had almost completely faded because he hadn’t been in Taekwoon’s room in so long. The tank tops and shirts he stuffed in his bed and at night he would curl his fingers into them and try to remember to believe in Hakyeon. Hakyeon had promised him this home was forever, that nothing and no one would ever come between Taekwoon and his home. It was just hard to remember some days. His previous owners had sworn they would never sell him…as long as he was worthwhile. Was he still worthwhile?

The door opened slowly and then shut silently. Nearly as silent feet crept their way to the bed in the corner of the room. They stopped just at the edge, hesitating on the scene before them. The owner of the feet smiled down at the sleeping cat man, his heart full to bursting. He had missed this sight and the fault was his alone. Taekwoon’s wide, fluffy fuffball pure, black ears were rumpled adorable back against his head from rolling around in his sleep. Taekwoonie’s plump cheeks were softened with the peace of sleep and his adorable pouty lips were pursed in his sleep. Hakyeon reached out to gently rub his thumb across the adorable pout.

Hakyeon’s smile slipped when he saw what Taekwoon was holding, more like glomping to him.

“You little thief! I was looking for this shirt,” He whispered good naturedly, air chopping the side of Taekwoon’s neck.

He ran his fingers gently through Taekwoon’s hair next, nails gently scraping the scalp. When Taekwoon didn’t wake up he carefully popped Taekwoon’s ears so they weren’t in such an undignified pose. Taekwoon shifted in his sleep, head nuzzling into the soft fingers as if he was desperately wanting some affection.

“Oh ‘Woonah, shy, sad ‘Woonah.” He whisperd sadly. He shed his slippers and eased himself down onto the bed.

The bed dipped slightly and it helped him roll Taekwoon into sleeping against him. Taekwoon was such a heavy sleeper and Hakyeon was able to get him curled up and resting his head on his chest. This was his favorite position because he had easy access to play with ‘Woonah’s adorable ears and yet could watch the sleeping man’s features eagerly.

Taekwoon purred so deeply and suddenly that Hakyeon startled slightly before chucking fondly. Two sleepy brown eyes blinked at him while Taekwoon’s cheek rubbed fondly against the front of Hakyeon’s shirt. Hakyeon’s lips twitched at the adorable face he wanted to kiss the life out of. Taekwoon’s lips opened slightly and a raspy pink tongue curled out in a wide yawn. Hakyeon always loved how when Taekwoon woke up he always seemed to have difficulty controlling his shift so when he yawned widely in the mornings his adorable kitty fangs flashed white and adorably.

The moment Taekwoon realized he wasn’t dreaming he simultaneously exploded in happiness and embarrassment. The need to stare at the beautiful man’s face so close to his own was almost unbearable. Yet, at the same time he was embarrassed to be so close to the man after such a long time. His fingers twisted in the awkward moment and then he froze when he realized that he was still clutching the shirt he had been holding the night before.

He took a peek at Hakyeon’s face to see if maybe he could covertly hide the shirt. The idea was blown out of the water when he saw the smirk on the older man’s face.

“My little thief,” Hakyeon murmured, grin sharp but his tone was drenched in affection.

Taekwoon shyly glanced down at his hand and then with a sort of sad sigh he brought the hand holding the shirt up and pressed it to Hakyeon’s chest.

“I’m sorry, I just….” His words deserted him like usual, throat tight and strangled.

Fingers tangled in his hair, tilted his head back.

“It’s okay, I don’t mind really.” Hakyeon’s face was so close that he breath gently glided over Taekwoon’s parted lips.

Hakyeon lowered his head but kept his gaze on the adorable man’s expression. Taekwoonie was completely pliant in his arms, liquid and entranced by Hakyeon’s gaze. The cat man’s eyes had dilated in anticipation and his pink pout was pared in expectation. Hakeyon couldn’t be so cruel as to make him wait any longer.

The lips were so soft, silky smooth as they finally glided over Taekwoon’s. He whimpered slightly, tried to push for more. It had been so long, he missed him so much! Hakyeon pressed gentle kisses to his lips over and over again, calming Taekwoon and easing his heart.

“Shh, my Taekwoonie, it’s okay. I am not going anywhere,” he whispered against the man’s cheek when he pulled away from the kiss and Taekwoon whimpered and clutched at him. “I just wanted to see your adorable face.”

The compliment inflamed Taekwoon’s face and he tried hiding his face in Hakyeon’s chest. Hakyeon grinned, rolling them over with a quick movement. The cat’s eyes dilated to a round, black pupil and Hakyeon paused until he knew Taekwoon was definitely paying attention.

“I think we need to make up for some lost time, my elegant Leo,” Hakyeon rolled his hips downwards on the other man. Taekwoon gasped, hands shooting up to clutch at Hakyeon’s waist.

“Ah!” Taekwoon moaned softly as Hakyeon began unbuttoning his shirt, pausing between each button to press a loving kiss to the flesh exposed to his eyes. “Your schedule today?”

Hakyeon pressed a kiss to the side of Taekwoon’s belly, loving the way the man’s firm stomach quivered beneath his lips. He waited until Taekwoon was making eye contact with him before sucking the skin up into his mouth, suckling it hard. Taekwoon gasped, moaned as Hakyeon sucked a hickey into his side.  He nibbled on it a little longer before releasing it and soothing it with his tongue.

“I cleared my schedule today. Let’s have a Hakyeonie and ‘Woonah day today, okay?” Hakyeon leaned back over Taekwoon when he said it so he didn’t miss the way Taekwoon’s eyes lit up happily.

He felt guilty that Taekwoon would feel so neglected that he would be so ecstatic at this announcement. Swearing to himself that it wouldn’t happen again, to neglect his precious Takewoonie, he bent to press a chaste kiss to the man’s lips. Every kiss was sweeter than the next and Hakyeon wondered how he managed to stay away so long. When he finally eased himself into the catman, gave into Taekwoon’s demands for harder, faster, his own back scratched from the passionate kitty his heart felt like it would burst from the love he felt for this man beneath him. The man who gave him every part of himself and asked for nothing in return.

As they lay tangled together, hearts still racing and their sweat cooling he felt Taekwoon press a kiss to his chin.

“Thank you, N,” he whispered, so soft that Hakyeon’s human ears could barely hear it.

“I love you too,” Hakyeon said, cradling the man closer when Taekwoon stiffened slightly. It had been too long if Taekwoon reacted so strongly to the words.  He pressed kisses to the top of the dark hair, too long now really it covered his adorable eyes too much, and promised himself he wouldn’t let this man worry himself into a wallow ever again.

Now he just had to figure out how to convince Taekwoon and the others to take a chance with each other. Long after Taekwoon fell into a deep sleep he lay awake, stroking the dark ears as he wondered about how to bridge the gap. Finally the temptation of the silky, warm flesh was too much and he too followed Taekwoon down the rabbit hole of dreams.