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Seungkwan looked up from the flower bouquet he got on going from the morning when the bell on his and Chan's flowers shop chimes.
He throws the couple in front of him a dazzling smile that makes the couple's faces lit up in a matter of seconds. Little did Seungkwan know the two are trying their best to not striding straight to him and pepper those cute round face with kisses.
“Hey hyungs, what can I do for you today?.” Seungkwan greeted them warmly.
“Hey angel, nothing much. I just want to buy my boyfriend a bunch of pink roses because i am so grateful to have him as my boyfriend.” Seungcheol gives Jeonghan what Seungkwan would say a heart eyes, and dimpled handsome smile.
Jeonghan rolled his eyes fondly at his longterm boyfriend before giving the taller peck on his lips. Jeonghan’s expression clearly indicates that the man is in so much joy and happiness, he practically glows.
Seungkwan envy their love for each other, he want what they have. I mean, who doesn’t? They are disgustingly in love with each other. It's hard to not see that blatant love.
“Okay, be right back.” Seungkwan gave them one last smile before padding his way to the back where they put the fresh flowers at.
Seungkwan can see Chan’s blond hair before actually seeing the boy, he greets the boy with a tap on his back that makes said boy jump.
“Hey Channie.” Seungkwan chuckled by the big respon he got. He quickly gets away from the boy before Chan can smack him or anything, he gathers enough pink roses for his hyungs.
“Seungcheol hyung?.” Chan asks rather knowingly.
“Yes. Are you done? We need more hands to handle those bouquets.”
“Yes, one moment.” Chan put the tulips to their place before tailing Seungkwan.
They got back to the store, Chan immediately greeted by the enthusiastic couple, they exchanged hugs before letting Chan back to his work.
Seungkwan gets back to his original position behind the cashier to wrap the flowers, very much aware of intense stares from the couple.
Seungkwan is long used to them staring at him like that, whenever he asks, they would answer somethinh like he looked good, or is it so wrong to admire their friend's beautiful face, or anything even more flattering.
“Tada! It’s done, here’s your roses your majesty.” Seungkwan hand the bouquet to Jeonghan, which he receives with grace.
“Thank you, prince. It's an honour.” Jeonghan said playfully before intertwining their hands. Which makes Seungkwan knit his eyebrows.
“How have you been, darling?.” Jeonghan’s tone changed from playful to something more intimate, that was reserved only for Seungcheol and apparently Seungkwan.
“I’m good?.”
“Why do you sounds not sure?.” Seungcheol chimed in their conversation as he moved his arms from Jeonghan’s shoulders to his boyfriends’s hip.
“No, I mean I'm good. I’m just confused as to why you ask.” Seungkwan quickly explained himself because if not, Seungcheol most likely would go overboard like make his man chase down anyone that maybe making Seungkwan’s day anything but pleasant.
By his man, Seungkwan meant the professional private Securities that worked for him, Yeah, Seungcheol is the heir of a big Private Security Company in South Korea.
Seungcheol is a man of power, everyone knows that, he exudes it. He may look tough and cold, intimidating and scary. Yes, he is all that, but anyone who knows him well enough would know that Seungcheol is a softie and kind hearted person that is very protective of his loves one. Everyone who has their right mind would never mess with his family and friends.
They still remember Jihoon's crazy ex accident that ended up bad. Like.. really bad.
“Is that really it?.” Seungcheol asks once again to make sure.
“Yes, hyung. Really, can you pay the flowers now?, so I can get back to my shit ton of work.” Seungkwan slipped the annoyance through his voice.
“Yeah, okay. Chill baby, i would never run without paying. You know that.”
“I don’t know that, now, pay.” Seungkwan jutted his lips as he took the black card from a giggling Seungcheol.
“Okay, thank you. Pleasant to do transactions with you guys. Have a nice day, the exit door is right there” Seungkwan pointed the door with an overly sweet fake smile.
“Oh, hush we know we can’t kick out customers, Kwannie.” Chan slips his arms around Seungkwan’s shoulder. Chuckling at his dramatic antics.
“Did you hear that Kwannie? You can’t kick us out, darling. Now.. you’re gonna be at the Angels tonight right?.” Jeonghan asks, hand still intertwined with Seungkwan’s, his thumb making a circle on Seungkwan’s back of hand, his face almost pleading, and we know Jeonghan never pleads to anyone.
The angels is Jeonghan’s night club that has been operating since Seungkwan and most of his friends still in highschool, he owned it since his early university days . No one really knows how he did it, but we never question Yoon Jeonghan, so everyone kind of just let it go. Now, he has like 7 branches of night clubs all over South Korea.
Seungkwan can feel the uneasiness in his stomach because he has a date today, well not a DATE date but a date nonetheless, Jooe, his cousin would be mad as hell if he canceled on her.
“Um, sorry hyung. I can’t tonight.” Seungkwan says, tone regretful. He feels like shit when he sees Jeonghan and Seungcheol’s expressions fall, the light in their eyes dimmed a little.
“Oh, okay, what’s the matter?.” Jeonghan asks.
“I have a date.”
Seungkwna can see thousand emotions passed through the couple’s faces. But they schoolled their expression too fast for Seungkwan to figure out their true emotion.
“A date?.” Seungcheol asks through gritted teeth.
“Yes.”
“With who?.” Jeonghan asks coldly.
“Oh, um.. it's kind of none of your business?.” Seungkwan can feel Chan squeeze his shoulder as a sign for him to dropped the act, seeing the couple's dark expression and tight jaws, eyes piercing Seungkwan’s head.
“Okay, it’s Jooe.” Seungkwan giving up in the end. Rolled his eyes when their defensive stance broke. They immediately relaxed and eyes lit up once again.
“Oh, your cousin from Jeju? Should we met her instead? I can..” Seungkwan immediately shut Jeonghan’s mouth with his palm and gave the older disapproving look.
“You will not reschedule the meeting with your investor Yoon Jeonghan. What is wrong with you? Hyung! Tell your boyfriend i’m right.” Seungkwan moved his gaze to a thoughtful looking Seungcheol.
“Um, I mean the meeting can be re-.” Seungkwan can’t believe his ears, what the fuck?
“Choi Seungcheol, not you too. No, there’s no way you gonna reschedule that meeting. I will bring her tomorrow okay? so you two can meet her.”` The two nods at the end, clearly satisfied.
The couple finally deemed it's time for them to get back to their office, Seungkwan breathed in relief.
“They are smitten for you, it's crazy. It's like high school all over again.” Chan says in awe.
“What?.” Seungkwan threw him a questioning gaze.
“What? Do you really don’t know how crazy they are for you? ridiculous.” Seungkwan is clearly offended by Chan’s words, he let out an exaggerated gasp as he put his palm on his chest.
“Do you really think that low of me, Lee Chan? I’m so offended right now.”
“What, you do know?.”
“Of course i know! Its as clear as a day, i’m not blind nor dumb Lee Chan, besides.. friends don’t kiss.” Seungkwan’s hands are all over the place.
“What? What you mean by that?.” A new voice comes from across them, where Hansol, Seungkwan’s best friend slash Chan’s boyfriend stand. Mouth hanging open.
“I said what i said, no further explanation.” Seungkwan says stubbornly not meeting his friends' eyes.
“So you did kiss them?.” Chan asks, dumbly. Seungkwan shakes his head, raising a frown on his friend’s face.
“They kiss you?.”
“Kinda?.”
“What the fuck Kwan?.” Hansol throws his hands in the air, clearly frustrated, bringing an amused smile on Chan's lips.
“I don’t remember much Hansol! What do you expect from me? I was tipsy! We just kind of all over each other, the next thing i know is i have my mouth on Seungcheol’s demanding kiss and Jeonghan’s greedy lips on my neck! He’s a leach i swear to god, i still got his hickeys, and it's been a week! For fuck sakes.”
“Well that was hot.” Chan comment unnecessarily, piled a headache on Seungkwan’s head.
“Yeah, wild.”
“Wait... if you know they’re madly in love with you.. then why do you always look so oblivious?.” Chan questioned Seungkwan.
“Umm.. love? That's kinda intense, I just think they maybe share a mutual crush on me, so that is that. Also maybe because i don't want to acknowledge it? Because that would makes it even more real, and honestly, I don't think I'm ready for relationship, I think I never will. Also, it's scary to enter an already established relationship, what if their crush on me is just temporary? What if they decided i’m not good enough? What if I destroy our relationship, because I know I have a high chance to ruin it. I don’t want any of that happens, so.. i chose to not acknowledge it at all, but things happen. We kissed last week, and I don't want to lead them on so..”
“So you avoid them, that’s why..” Chan concludes
“Why what?.” Hansol asks his boyfriend.
“He won’t go to our weekly meet up with the gang.”
“You bailed? You never bailed!.”
“Yeah, it is what it is, Nonie.” Seungkwan shrugs as he writes the notes for the bouquet.
“So you lied to them about the date?.” Chan asks
“Of course not! I’m really going with Jooe later.”
“Okay good, because you know how they are when they get lied to.”
“Of course i know.”
....
Seungkwan is having the time of his life. He and Jooe have been hanging out all day.
They started their day by going to a spa and getting massages, because Jooe had been whining non stop about her sore body. Next, is dinner, they went to a family restaurant, basically order anything they can and eat it along with Soju and Beer, they chatted and bickered like they never been separated, that only can bring smiles to their faces. By the time they already tipsy, they decided to step up their game and go to the nearest night club.
They get wild there, they dance with random people, they drink some more ((thanks to Jooe who flirted with a nice looking old fellow the whole night)) and flirt with literally anyone interested. Seungkwan can’t remember the last time he got this crazy, yes he often goes to a night club but he goes to Jeonghan’s and his friends would never let him be this crazy, they are too protective of him.
They got crazy and crazier to the point Seungkwan’s head is spinning and almost can’t navigate his way to the still flirting Jooe, but luckily he got there right on time, before the men could kiss his cousin. He immediately dragged Jooe outside with maximum effort successfully albeit clumsily due to his drunk state.
They lean their backs on the wall, focusing on their breathing before Jooe claps Seungkwan’s forearms.
“What the fuck?!.” Seungkwan throws a glare at his cousin.
“My purse.” Jooe whined.
“Shit, i’m not going back there. You go get your purse and I'll wait patiently here.” He nudged Jooe, encouraging her to get inside.
“Meanie.”
“Whatever you say.”
Seungkwan is still leaned against the wall, eyes closed because his head is unbearably dizzy. He also got a wave of nausea every other minute. Which frustrates him, he just wants to bang his head against the wall and be done with it, but he still got his last brain cell to prevent him from doing so.
Instead, he fished his phone from his back pocket. Immediately regretted it when the bright screen hit his vision. He is struggling to open the lockscreen because his damn finger print won’t open the lock. He tried to type his password when someone grab his phone and run.
Seungkwan’s delayed mind runs after the thief seconds after, he runs until he trips over his own foot and face planted on the ground, he just knows he will get bruised and scratches from it tomorrow.
Seungkwan hates the way his intoxicated mind can’t bring himself to get up and chase the thief, instead his mind is brilliantly playing Adele's Chasing pavements on loop. He really hates his mind sometimes. But after some minutes, Seungkwan finally got the courage to get up and walk to where Jooe would wait for him.
Seungkwan can see the slightly panicked and worried figure from the distance. He giggled at the way Jooe paced back and forth, mouth nibbling her own finger, a sign that she is actually nervous and panicked.
“Hey.” Seungkwan greet his cousin
“Don’t hey me! What the fuck Boo?!.”
“Sorry. Gotta chase a thief.”
“What thief?.”
“Regular Thief?.”
“No, we are not debating this right now. We should go home. Like.. right now.”
They book a taxi that drives them to Jooe's hotel, yes. She insisted on booking a hotel because why not?
The process is a bit rough because neither Seungkwan nor Joe are sober, they are both drunk and sloppy. So, the receptionist just kind of gets them a room.
Seungkwan and Joe fall immediately on their own twin bed. Not even bother to clean their full on makeup face. They pass out immediately.
***
Seungkwan groaned frustratedly because the sun is hitting him right on his face through the curtain. He buried his pounding head beneath his pillow before getting up cause there’s no way he can continue his sleep when he feels so gross.
Seungkwan got up and cursed the curtain once again before opening it so Jooe can feel what he felt. He smiled evillishly when he heard Jooe cursed before he closed the bathroom door.
His jaw goes slack when he saw his own reflection in the mirror, he got a bruised nose, scratches on his cheeks and cutted lips. He thought the fall wouldn’t be this bad, welp he is SO wrong then.
Seungkwan touches his face to examine the wound, which ouch, that sting. Seungkwan decided to get in the bathtub that already had warm water in it and lit the candle. He couldn't do anything besides stare into nothingness. He missed his phone badly.
After what feels like hours, Seungkwan hauls his ass up from the bathtub and faces his worst fear which is cleaning his beat up face.
He winced and whimpered once in a while in the process of washing his face, never again, he thought.
“You’re not jerking off, do you?.” Seungkwan gasped, offended by the accusation.
“Of course not! I was raised with manners!. Mind you!.”
“Okay good, i would never step in that bathroom with your jits on it.”
“Oh fuck you, sis.” Seungkwan pushes Jooe softly, who gives him a stick out tongue.
“What are you?! 10?.” Seungkwan rolled his eyes dramatically.
The room is filled with the song Jooe played in the bathroom while Seungkwan sat in front of a mirror, horrified seeing the clock above it. It states 1:44 PM with a red light, he can practically hear the bell ringing in his mind.
He’s so terribly fucked, because he hasn’t updated his friends about his well being in.... 26 hours! He can already imagine the disappointed and worried face of Seungcheol and the cold but lacing with concerned eyes of Jeonghan.
It wouldn’t be so bad if that was the case, but in this case he not only didn't notify them, but he also got a bruise here and there. He is gonna be coddled for weeks by them, he just knows.
Seungkwan is in the middle of contemplating to borrow Jooe's phone when the said person gets out of the bathroom, already dressed.
“What the fuck, Kwannie? My phone is blown up, there’s various accounts dmed me to ask where you are. Are you a drug lord or something? Like.. i know you plant flowers, but you also plant weed now? Why do I know nothing about it?!.”
Seungkwan’s head is spinning by hearing Jooe talk, his cousin have a habit of talking too quick when she’s panicked.
“Wait, slow down! I’m not a drug lord you dummy, you will be the first one to get them if i was one, but i’m not! That's probably my friends blowing you up. They got worried easily over each other. So, it's kinda expected to get blown up by the time we woke up. But you see? My phone is stolen. They can’t reach me, and I haven't notified them since I met you.. about 26 hour ago? So, they might be extra worried.”
“Your phone got stolen? Ah! That’s explain the bruises. Oh my god, we’re in so much trouble are we?.” Jooe sat on Seungkwan’s bed.
“Yes, yes we are. You know how protective they can be.”
“Yeah, especially your boyfriends.” Seungkwan’s face twisted at that.
“They’re not my boyfriend.”
“That's bullshit. Who the fuck want to know a friend’s location and well being every 3 hours? Who would bail their nightclub opening because their specific friend can’t go? Last but not least, who in their right mind would release a group of professional private securities that can make FBI feels inferior because a friend tells them there’s a scary sounds in said friend’s house?.”
“Hey! That sounds was really scary, okay?! You can’t blame me for that!.”
“Fair. But still, they’re your boyfriend. End of discussion.”
Seungkwan’s forehead immediately pulled into a frown, “No they’re not. They never tell me they are interested in me, they never really ask me out, we’re not kissing.. um well maybe once, also.. we don’t have sex! Ha!.” Seungkwan looks so smug while Jooe looks like she is about to burst her head.
“Boo Seungkwan you dumbass, You three exchange i love yous daily, they always spare time at least 3 days a week for y’all weekly lunch, dinner and movie night. Well, yes you maybe don’t bang daily like a rabbit and only kiss once, But the rest are SCREAMING that you’re in relationship!.”
“No!.”
“Yes!.”
“No!.”
“Yes!.”
“N-..” Seungkwan’s word is interrupted by the blaring sound from Joe's phone. She quickly swipes her phone.
“Hello?.”
“...”
“Yes, This is Boo Jooe. Oh? Yes you can, yeah no problem.” Jooe and Seungkwan exchange glares before Seungkwan sighed defeatedly and took the phone.
“Hello..”
“Baby, where are you?.” Seungcheol’s deep and tired voice greeted him immediately.
“Hyung..,”
“Just tell me where you are and i’ll get you baby, we can talk after.”
“Hyung, did you sleep last night?.”
“That’s not important...”
“You know it is hyung, don’t worry about me. I’m fine, I'll get a taxi to get home. You and Jeonghanie hyung get some rest.”
“But..”
“No but Choi Seungcheol, get some rest or I'm not seeing you and Hanie tonight, I'm not kidding.”
“Okay, okay i’ll do that. Please please be safe, i’ll see you tonight.”
“Yeah okay, love you, tell Hanie i love him too.”
“I love you too baby, Hanie too.”
“Okay, bye.” Seungkwan ended the call, to a giggling Jooe.
“Protective much huh? And oh, see? you said I love you to them as easy as breathing!.” Jooe makes kisses sounds that make Seungkwan’s cheeks blush.
“Shut up.”
***
Seungkwan and Jooe arrived at Seungkwan’s shared home with Hansol and Chan around 3 pm. The couple looked like they had the worst night ever.
“What’s wrong with you two?.” Seungkwan greet his best friends.
“Boo Seungkwan! Thank god you’re alive.” Chan immediately engulfed him into a tight embrace.
“Of course i’m alive, i’m a bad bitch they can’t kill me that easy.” Seungkwan chuckles.
“What happened to your gorgeous round cheeks? What the fuck Kwannie, you would never escape Jeonghanie and Seungcheol hyung tight grip.” Hansol looked genuinely worried and horrified.
“Um.. I fell.” Seungkwan said nonchalantly, shrugging his shoulder.
“Nope, not buying it.” Hansol shakes his head.
“I'm telling yoi the truth, Chwe. My phone got stolen, I tried to chase the thief but you know? Drunk ass me is stupid, i triped over my own foot. That’s how i got these awful wounds.”
Chan loosen his hug to take Seungkwan’s face in his hands, examine his wounds quietly, before nodding and fetch some medication for it.
“Ah... that explains the ‘my boyfriend hasn't texted me for hours and we can’t reach him. So everyone must suffer with us and search for my boyfriend.’ You got your phone stolen, classic Boo Seungkwan thing.” Hansol downed in a realization while Seungwkan is dumb founded.
“What the fuck are you talking about Chwe Hansol?.” Seungkwan asks dumbly, eyes round.
“Yeah our friends and the hyungs’s employees are suffering because they got moody and frustrated cause they can’t reach you. Seungcheol hyung almost made his man search for you, you know? Good thing, Jeonghan hyung is not as impulsive as he is.”
“You’re exaggerating.”
“Actually no, Seungcheol hyung is one call away to have a search party for you, and no one can talk to frustrated Jeonghan hyung, his employee is near tears to inform him that there’s this asshole who didn't wanna pay and cause trouble at the club, but she ended up tells him tho. So, Jeonghan hyung strides to this jerk, and you know how he is, elegantly killing his enemy with his sweet words and yeah.. he’s terrifying and hot at the same time.” Chan told the stories as he tended Seungkwan’s wounds.
“They will lose their mind seeing you this badly injured.” Hansol sat beside Seungkwan.
“Yeah I can imagine, they flood my phone with hundred missed calls and messages. I don't even know where they got my number.” Jooe says as she comes back from the kitchen, milk in her hand.
“Oh my god Jooe! How rude of us! I’m so sorry, my mind is kinda--.” Chan’s word is cut short by Jooe's dimissive hand movements.
“Eh, don’t worry about me. I know yall are mad paranoid, i understand.” Jooe gives the couple genuine smile that make them both relaxed.
“Yeah, okay.. thank you.”
“S’ okay.”
Seungkwan’s silence broke as he voiced his worries “Okay, how bad do you think they would react when they see me?.” Seungkwan asked the two.
“Badly. I don’t know if you notice this, but they’re protective of us Kwannie. But with you? They are obsessed with your well being, they are mad protective of you, and i kinda think they’re possessive of you. So, you can put two together.” Hansol answer honestly. Seungkwan grimaced as his best friend bare the truth he didn't want to face.
Jooe on the other sofa nodded thoughtfully, while Chan nodded enthusiastically 10000% agreed with his boyfriend.
“Yeah, can’t forget the blonde accident.” Chan shudders as he says it, Hansol and Seungkwan know what he meant immediately.
“Wait.. what happen? blonde accident?.” Jooe asks the three.
“Oh, it's not that bad.” Chan gave Jooe a smirk.
“Yeah, not bad, he was just hospitalized for days.”
“Wait, tell me the story.”
Seungkwan groaned before tell Jooe the story. “I danced with this blonde men, we kinda made out a bit before he grinded my ass, and made out some more. But you know? I don’t do one night stand, besides, Jeonghan and Seungcheol hyungs stare were unnerving so i backed off, i came to Jeonghan hyung to get a drink, but he drag me to his lap and feeding me cherries, i don’t know it was weird. But the blonde is persistent, he comes to me again and asks me out, i honestly kinda want to say yes, because a bitch is broke and won’t let free meals be wasteful.”
“You got two sucessful and rich as fuck boyfriends, you don’t get a broke bitch title.” Jooe snickered.
“Shut up, they’re not my boyfriend for the last time! And it's their money not mine, I'm still broke.”
“They would definitely give you tho, all you have to do is ask nicely, bat your eyelashes prettily and ask for a car while you ride their dick, they would give you anything.” Chan says nonchalantly as he makes eye contact with his proud looking boyfriend and kissed him square on the lips.
“Did you just quote Megan Thee Stalion’s verse in WAP?. I like you.” Joe said in awe.
“Yes, yes he is. And honestly speaking, they would Kwannie.”
“Shut up Nonie!.”
“Okay can we go back to the topic? What happened to that blonde?.”
“What do you expect Jooe? Jeonghan told him to back off, which that jerk won’t. So, Seungcheol punched the jerk in the face and the jerk is banned from Jeonghan’s club for life.”
“But you said he was hospitalizee?.”
“Yes, one punch is enough. Have you seen those muscles? He’s packed.”
“Okay, can’t wait to see him, then.”
“Oh yeah, just don't drool when you see them, i hate seeing their smug faces.” Seungkwan says as he gets up to change his fit, he planned to meet the couple earlier than the others to ease their protective streak.
“I would never drool over a man!.”
“Just wait till you see them.” Hansol threw her a playful smile.
Seungkwan stood in front of his closet as he contemplated which one he should wear, his mind is fixed on the cute yellow crop top sweater he got weeks ago.
He seems to have no encouragement to wear it before today cause, you know? He kinda had issues with body images. But he’s fine now, he is desperate to make a distraction so the couple wouldn’t grill him with too many questions about his wounded face and stolen phone.
So yes, he decided to wear the crop top that showed his soft delicate belly, and exposed his shoulder and collarbones prettily, along with tight jeans that would show the curve of his ass.
He wears minimal makeup for his face due to his wounds, but he does put some lip gloss, eyebrows pencil, and mascara to make up for minimum complexion.
He gets out of his room to a very heated conversation about pineapple pizza. Seungkwan rolled his eyes as he walked towards them.
“I don’t like pizza.” He says just to grab their attention.
“LIAR!.” They said scarily in sync.
“Holy mother fuckin god.. shit Kwannie, you look fantastic.” Hansol's jaw dropped at the sight.
“Yep, god definitely has favorite.” Chan is clearly impressed.
“God Kwannie, you are perfect. Those crop tops? Iconic. Paired with those tight ass jeans? Yep these would get you everywhere Kwannie.”
Seungkwan blushed at the compliments. He ducked his head to hide it before quickly remembering that he’s a bad bitch of course he looked heavenly.
“Yes, thank you audience. I appreciate it, but i have to go, you two wouldn’t mind bringing her to the Angels later right? I’ll see you guys at the Angels yeah? I have things to do.”
“Like soothing two crazy protective slash possessive boyfriends?.” Hansol asks teasingly.
“You shut up right now or..”
“Or what?.”
“I tell Seungcheol and Jeonghan hyung you are hiding my phone, that's why they can’t reach me.”
“Thats a blatant lie! They wouldn’t trust you.”
“You sure, bud?.” Seungkwan cocked one of his eyebrows in challenge.
“Yeah, I'm shutting up.” Hansol deflated, practically can see the two dumb whipped men believing Seungkwan's blatant lie.
“Great, see ya there!.”
Seungkwan gets into the club without any trouble, he greets Wonho; the bouncer before walking up to the fifth floor where Jeonghan’s big office placed.
He knocked at the door to no response, he tried once again before he decided to just open the soundproofed room.
Seungkwan’s eyes bulged wide as he saw Seungcheol thrust deep into Jeonghan. Jeonghan’s high pitched whine ringing in Seungkwan’s ears. Seungkwan shivered at the way Seungcheol strong hands choking Jeonghan’s throat.
Seungkwan freezes at the door, flabbergasted by the sight. He can’t bring himself to run or grab their attention. He just stands there as if his feets glued to the floor.
Seungkwan’s pants feel uncomfortable from his growing erection, Jeonghan’s chant of Seungcheol’s name sounds like a prayer, and Seungkwan can’t stand the way their pace is going faster and faster, almost brutal.
He closed the door silently so they didn't notice his presence, he quickly fled from the room to the third floor bathroom where he knew no one would be there.
He does his thing to ease his growing erection, he cried from pleasure when he imagine Seungcheol fucking him from behind as Jeonghan fucks his throat with no mercy.
His head become dizzy when he comes so hard, he is grateful he is seated in the closet, because he can feel his feet giving up on him. Seungkwan closed his eyes as he recovered from the fastest jerking off session he ever had.
He quickly examined his pants and saw nothing tented his pants. Relief surged through his body before shame washed over him. He can’t believe he just came from the sight of his hyungs fucking, he is not sure he can meet them in the eyes after this.
Seungkwan waits some more before getting out of the cubicle to the first floor where he sees Junhui prepared for the opening.
He sat in front of the man, banging his head on the marmer bar. He can feel Jun’s pitty gaze on him, and he hated being pitied. He lifts his face and meets with Jun’s concerned eyes.
“What happened to you? Oh you will never see the end of this from the two Kwannie.”
“Robbed.”
“What?!.”
“Ughh hyung stop. I said what I said.”
“What do you mean robbed? Like actually robbed? That’s why your face look awful, but your outfit is immaculate tho.”
“Thank you. And yes, robbed. Now, shut up. I’m having a crisis.”
“Well you sure are Kwannie, Seungcheol hyung would--.” Seungkwan’s mind is immediately flooded by Jeonghan’s breathy moan of Seungcheol’s name when Jun mentioned the oldest. Seungkwan shook his head and sent a glare to the older one.
“Do not mention his name. I don’t think i can handle it.”
“That bad huh?.”
“Yeah that bad! I SAW THEM FUCKING hyung, what the fuck?! It is that bad! I don't think I can see them in the eyes ever again.”
Jun’s teasing smile fell when he heard what Seungkwan said, making Seungkwan think something is wrong.
“What?!.”
“You walked in while they’re fucking? And they don’t include you? Aw.. some boyfriends they are; me and Wonwoo would take you to our fantastic sex life tho, ring me whenever you want.”
Seungkwan is baffled by Jun's words, because what in the world is even that suggestion?
“.... i am traumatized by them having sex and here you are telling me i can join you and Wonwoo hyung’s fantastic sex life. What the fuck? Also, they’re not my boyfriends.” Seungkwan’s hands motion is wild as he gets even more frustrated.
“You’re not their boyfriend?! They’re your boyfriend Kwannie, i think the only person that doesn’t know you’re in a relationship is you. And hey! Whats wrong with joining me and Wonwoo’s fantastic sex life?.”
“Nothing, i believe it is amazing and all, thanks but no thanks. And hyung, i would know if i am IN a relationship which i’m not.”
“Okay, join us then.” Another deep voice came from behind him, startling Seungkwan badly.
“Wonwoo hyung! Not you too, am i really that hot for you two to want me sexing both of you?!.”
“Yes.” They both said in unison.
“I--.”
“What’s with you and sexing them, baby?.” a deep baritone cold voice came from a disheveled looking Seungcheol two feet away from them.
Seungkwan immediately turned away from Seungcheol, not quite ready to face the older.
“You look sated, have a good sex huh?.” Wonwoo smirked at the oldest.
“Yup, the best.” Seungcheol answered smugly.
“No wonder you didn’t know someone’s watching.” Jun murmurs but still can be heard by Seungkwan who throws the nastiest glare he could muster.
“What did you say Junnie?.” Seungcheol asks the other as his eyes meet Seungkwan’s lithe frame, spine exposed beautifully, and ass curved by the god himself. His breath catched at his throat, his crush (he thought bitterly, because honestly boyfriend sounds so much better) is breathtakingly beautiful.
He made his way to the smaller, engulfing him in his tight embrace from behind. He buried his face on the exposed dip between neck and shoulder. It smells so good, like fresh strawberries and sweet like honey, making him want to lick it so bad, it's the best smell he knows.
“I’m glad you are here darling, you don’t know how worried i am and Hanie. Don’t do that ever again, please baby. I don’t want any other thing, just promise me you wouldn’t disappear like that.” Seungcheol whispers against Seungkwan’s bare skin before peppering it with kisses, grinning when he feels Seungkwan shuddered beneath him.
Seungkwan’s plan to distract them is going smoothly, he’s happy but mostly irritated by the way his mind didn’t consider the possibility of Seungcheol’s big strong hands draping over his belly and giving butterfly kisses along his exposed shoulder that affecting his whole body greatly. He prayed to whatever god up there to give him strength to not moan or whimper under Seungcheol.
Jun and Wonwoo exchange amused gaze after seeing Seungcheol’s strong and intimidating manner fell when he saw the sight of his cute lover, the two are amazed by the big scary muscled man Seungcheol turned into pile of goo just by hugging his crush close, peppering said crush with soft and tender kisses while the crush is a blushing mess.
Seungkwan kissed Seungcheol’s cheeks, hoping the man would release him. “Yeah I'm happy to be here too you know? Stop being worried you big softie.”
“Never.” Seungcheol nuzzles Seungkwan’s jaw and tightening his hug around Seungkwan’s middle.
“Yeah okay, do whatever you want. Also, Jun hyung shouldn't you have opened the club minutes ago?.” Seungkwan said through gritted teeth because he was still kinda annoyed by his hyung.
“Yeah, and what about it? It's more fun to see you two act all coupley.”
“Fuck off Jun, and open the damn club, there’s a line outside.” Seungcheol gave Jun warning eyes before whispering something to Seungkwan and leaving with Jun on his tail.
The night club feels a lot more like a club when the music starts blaring from the big soundsystem, there’s people coming in one by one requesting various drinks from Wonwoo, behind the bar before joining some other people on the dance floor.
Seungkwan is on his first liquor when he sees someone keep on checking him out, he let his gaze meet the stranger, they both exchange heated gaze before Seungkwan smirked to his own glass, when he lift his eyes he is meet by Wonwoo’s unapproving eyes.
“What?.”
“Nothing, just be careful. I don’t want another fight in this goddamn club.”
“Yeah, sure.” He gives Wonwoo a quick peck on his cheeks before walking into the dance floor, eyes inviting the stranger.
Seungkwan is fluid on the dance floor, he sways his bare hips to the sound of the music. He let the man behind him grip his bare waist, pulling him close so his back is against his firm chest. Seungkwan can’t help but to compare it with Seungcheol’s chest that’s more firm and defined than this man.
Seungkwan quickly dropped the thought to focus on dancing and grinding on the poor men, he can feel the hardness on his ass. He leans his head onto the taller’s shoulder, baring his neck, he’s smiling when the others take it as a sign to kiss him. Their lips are almost touched when Seungkwan feel someone pulling his hands so he stumbles upon Soonyoung’s lean body.
Soonyoung dragged him into another part of the dance floor, not once stopping their sway movements.
“What do you want hyung? I was having my moment.”
“Ck, moment. You have to see the death glare and burning stare from Jeonghan and Seungcheol hyung when they saw you almost kissed that man.”
“So what? I’m single as pringle, I can mingle with anyone I want.” He scoffed.
“That rhymed! And I know you’re not anyone's boyfriend, but you guys already danced around each other for years! I can’t just let you kiss another man.”
“Whatever, my mood to screw that man is long gone anyway.”
“Good, cause we don’t want another reason for them to spill blood tonight. The bruises, cutted lips and scrape on your face is enough reason for them. By the way you look hot with them.”
“What?.”
“Oh, you know? You look like a total sweetheart in those tight jeans and not so innocent cropped top yellow sweater. But you also got bruises littered on your face. Make you look cute and hot and mysterious and wild in one time. Absolutely enchanting.” Soonyoung chuckled at the way Seungkwan’s cheeks darken.
“Shut it Soon.” Seungkwan pushed Soonyoung’s chest softly, just for the sake of the drama.
“Have you met them already?.”
“Oh you would want to know this.”
“Spill.”
They got seats on the sofa that was reserved for VIP guests, which were basically Jeonghan’s friends.
“You know how they get with me every time I go ia right?.”
“Yup, they throw tantrums and chaos cause you wouldn’t answer your damn phone. What happened?.”
“Stolen, anyways.. not the point. I was going to meet them earlier before you guys come right? To set things straight. But you know what i got instead? A boner! I’m walking into them fucking like a rabbit and now i can’t face them nor look at them in the eyes. I was at the bar with Jun and Won hyung when Seungcheol hyung come, hugged me from behind, i’m just glad he can’t see my face cause he would ask thousand question.” Seungkwan sighed tiredly as Soonyoung laughed until he came to tears.
“It's not even funny.” He grumbled at his hyung.
“It's pretty funny.”
“Its--.”
“What’s so funny?.” Jeonghan’s soft voice is clear in their ears.
Seungkwan immediately turned his head towards Jeonghan who got Seungcheol glued to his back, hands on his middle, circling it possesively. He can see Jeonghan and Seungcheol happy faces shift into something dark. Seungkwan knows he shouldn’t find that hot but he find them hot anyway, eyes wild with anger, jaws and knuckles tight with dark expression.
Seungcheol untangled his arms from Jeonghan before taking the seat beside him, while Jeonghan took the other seat beside Seungkwan, easily manhandled him into his lap, earning a little yelp from Seungkwan. He can feel Soonyoung go away, not wanting to get into their mess.
Jeonghan cupped Seungkwan’s face in his hands, looking worried at the dark bruises on his bridge of nose.
“What? How did i not notice this earlier? What happened to you darling?.” Seungcheol’s big hands lied on top of Seungkwan’s bare back.
“You were busy ogling his globe ass and exposed delicate spine to notice the bruise, I somehow not surprised by that.” Jeonghan gives Seungcheol accusing eyes and squishes on those bubble butt, Seungkwan yelps at the sensation, making him squirm on Jeonghan’s lap, accidently grinding to Jeonghan’s growing erection.
“You know you would do that too, angel.” Seungcheol kissed Jeonghan’s temple briefly, receiving him a beautiful smile from his boyfriend.
“Stop moving sweetheart, it wouldn't be comfortable for you to sit on my throbbing dick.” Seungkwan hid his burning face on Jeonghan’s neck, embarrassed by Jeonghan’s blunt words.
He can hear Jeonghan and Seungcheol amused chuckles, making him detached his face from Jeonghan’s neck to give them what he thinks is a death glare but look cute in front of the couple.
“So, tell us baby. What happen to our beautiful lover?.” Seungcheol asks softly right beside his ears, sending shivers down his neck.
“Come on angel, we know damn well your cropped top and tight like skin jeans wouldn't get you anywhere out of this.” Jeonghan encouraged the boy on his lap.
“I-i am your lover?.” Seungkwan asks softly, cause damn.. he didn’t know he is more than a crush to any of them.
“Yes. How did you don’t know that? We thought we were being obvioius?.” Jeonghan caressed Seungkwan’s cheeks.
“Stop sidetracking and get to the point, baby. Why were you went on ia yesterday? We are worried sick.” Seungcheol giving Seungkwan stern eyes, making Seungkwan fixated his eyes and hands on Jeonghan’s collarbone.
“I was having fun with Jooe yesterday.” He pouted knowing it would melt the two’s stiff stance.
“We know baby, but we need to know where you are so we know you are safe.” Jeonghan says oh so softly.
“I’m sorry, I was so preoccupied. I missed her you know? We haven’t seen each other for months and I want to focus on our short time. I was going to call you when someone stole my phone.” Seungkwan cautiously lifts his gaze to meet Jeonghan’s murderous one.
“You got your phone stolen.” He affirmed before losing his cool, Seungkwan knows when Jeonghan loses his cool he is silently planning someone’s downfall, he throws his head away. Seungkwan immediately on act to calm him down, he nuzzle Jeonghan’s jaws and neck, peppering it with kisses and assured him that he is now okay and safe on his lap.
Seungcheol on the other hand is more calm and collected than his boyfriend, he keeps on caressing Jeonghan’s hairs to help him stay grounded.
“The bruises?.” Seungcheol’s question is short but Sengkwan knows it holds so much more in it.
“I was tripping on my own foot when I tried to run after them.” Seungkwan quickly explains before Seungcheol’s mind turns into raging havoc.
“God, baby...” Seungcheol is exasperated by his younger lover, he rub his eyes frustratedly.
“I know. It was dumb, but my drunk mind is kinda get in the way.”
“You are drunk? How many did you have? Why are you not drinking in my club? You know you can have it all baby, it's practically yours too.” Seungkwan interrupted Jeonghan’s rambles with a peck, effectively shutting him up, earning him two pair of wide eyes and fond chuckles.
“Yes I was drunk, because that sugar daddy kept on buying us drinks, and I would never put that into a waste. Also you would try to prevent me from being drunk if i was drinking here, and what do you mean by this club is practically mine? No it's not Yoon Jeonghan and you know it.”
“But you’re the love of my life along with this amazing men, and I share everything with my lover.” Jeonghan explained as if it means nothing, and not a marriage, because it sounds like being married in Seungkwan’s ear.
“Yeah, same goes to my company, I even put your name in the stakeholder.” Seungcheol shurgs, making Seungkwan feel light headed, what the fuck? He is practically married to two men and he doesn’t even know it?
“What? We aren't even in a relationship. You two are! But me? No... i’m not ready for any commitment.”
“We kind of are baby, minus sex and kisses.” Seungcheol says softly to not scare the already terrified Seungkwan.
“Yeah, we cuddled, we goes on date, we were in each other's personal space all the time, we spent most of our night in Seungcheol’s house. We practically live together at this point. No need to be scared love, we will wait for you to be ready.” Jeonghan pecks Seungkwan’s lips and gives him his assuring smile that doing wonder for Seungkwan’s stage of mind.
“Yeah, we would never force you into a relationship baby. We can wait, as long as you need. We’ll always be here when you’re ready.” Seungcheol kissed Seungkewan’s forehead and engulfed the three of them in a tight hug, melting Seungkwan into their arms.
“I don't deserve you two.” Seungkwan sighs, disappointed with himself.
“No, you deserve so much better.”
“You deserve the whole world baby.”
Seungkwan smiled feeling so grateful to have not one but two supportive and understanding lover.
“Thank you, i love you guys. Please be patient with me.” Seungkwan kissed Seungcheol and Jeonghan on the lips before burying his face on Jeonghan’s chest, breathing in Jeonghan’s calming scent.
“Anything for you baby, also, i’ll buy you a new phone.” Seungcheol says as he took him on his own lap.
Seungkwan chuckles as he just remembered he still doesn't have a replacement for his phone.