Cosmos

Hongjoong stood with his boots buried in the sand beneath him. His fingers tight around the glowing blue lightsaber in his palm. The man in front of him spewing anger from his broken eyes. Hongjoong’s eyes filled with tears as he tried to speak, his throat closing up. He knew the child he practically raised and trained was long gone. The former padawan now a vessel of hatred, an empty husk of what he once was.

“Please, Seonghwa. I don’t want to kill you, I don’t want to do this.” Hongjoong stepped back, watching his former padawan struggle to breath with a broken helmet, but ready to stand his ground again.

“Seonghwa is gone, I am what remains, master.” Hongjoong’s eyes widened at one specific word, memories flashing past him with images of a once happy life. The journey’s they shared.

“I am sorry. I am sorry, Seonghwa. For all of it.” Hongjoong was breaking further.

“I am not your failure, Hongjoong.” Seonghwa took a few struggled breaths, “You didn’t kill Park Seonghwa. I did.” His gaze turned intense as the red light saber followed suit, “The same way I will destroy you!”

Hongjoong’s jaw tightened as he calmed himself, his stance ready, “Then my friend is truly dead.”

Seonghwa swung his red saber with one hand, displaying the zero respect he had for Hongjoong. The tired and older Jedi blocked with everything he had but his skills were rusty after years of hiding from Darth Vader, Park Seonghwa. Rocks and boulders fell between them with each reach of the force from the Sith. Hongjoong didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t keep up like he used to. But with all his strength, he fought back. The sand flying between them as he scrambled back, only for debris to fall on him, nearly crushing his body but he was trapped and Vader remained victorious.

Seonghwa stared down at the rubble, his robotic breathing filled his ears as the air slipped into his broken helmet, his burnt skin feeling fresh but he hated the sand smacking against the flesh. So he turned to leave.

The heavy rocks and rubble flew past Seonghwa as Hongjoong jumped from the hole, “I won’t let you do this, Darth Vader.”

“What the hell is going on with you two? It’s like you’re distracted?” Your finger collided with the intercom, confusion lacing your features.

Yunho’s glasses were falling from his exhausted and well, what looked like anger, face. Hongjoong wasn’t too far off either. The weird sounds falling from his lips as adlibs but we’re turning into something of frustration.

“Boys, I’m talking to you and would like you to answer.” Yunho dropped his headphones and glared into the glass.

Okay, maybe provoking them wasn’t a good idea.

Hongjoong followed Yunho outside the recording room and into the studio.

“You.”

“Pardon?” Your finger landed on your chest in following confusion, “I-“

“Shut up, you know what you’re doing.” Yunho spat, eyes filled with anger and something you couldn’t put your finger on.

Hongjoong slapped your hands away from the console and shoved your chair back, smacking into the couch behind it.

You yelped, “Seriously, what did I do wrong!”

“Fuck, you’re so stupid. You really think we wouldn’t notice you flaunting your stupid breasts?” Hongjoong’s fingers were motioning to your cleavage.

Oh shit.

“Hongjoong, Yunho, I’m sorry. I have a date after this and I completely forgot that I had this shirt on. I’ll put my jacket back on.” How could you not realize it would be so distracting?

As you tried to get up for your jacket that rested on the couches arm, Yunho had pushed you back into the seat.

“Looks like you’re gonna miss that date then.”

“Eh?”

The smaller man hoisted you from the chair, smashing his lips onto yours in such a hungry haze that it left you dazed.

Yunho discarded his unbuttoned shirt and followed as Hongjoong shoved you to the couch. The manhandling from both of them was leaving your head spinning, unable to process what was going on.

Hongjoong was on top of you, hips digging into the couch while hands explored your body, “Been wanting you so bad for so long.” His words were mumbled as he didn’t separate from your lips but that didn’t stop him at all.

Yunho watched from afar with his tongue gliding across his lips.

But soon enough Hongjoong’s cock was pushing into your leaking cunt,

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