Chapter One
As they stumbled out of the party, the cool night air hitting them like a wave, Jaeheon couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Kyungjae's weight was heavy on him, his giggling and swearing muffled by Jaeheon's hand covering his face.
"Come on, Kyungjae. Let's get you home," Jaeheon said, his voice firm but gentle. He helped Kyungjae settle into the backseat of his luxury car, parked just outside the venue.
Jaeheon fished out a pack of mints and painkillers from his bag, force-feeding Kyungjae in an attempt to sober him up. He rolled down the windows and sprayed Kyungjae with a travel-sized body spray, making a face at the strong smell of alcohol that wafted from Kyungjae's clothes.
Kyungjae's eyes fluttered open, and he gave Jaeheon a lazy smile. "Hyung, you're always taking care of me," he slurred, reaching out to touch Jaeheon's cheek.
Jaeheon swatted his hand away, trying to keep a straight face. "Yeah, yeah, you're such an idiot," he said, but there was no heat in his words.
Once they arrived at Kyungjae's dorm room, Jaeheon helped him stumble to his bed, pulling off his shoes and helping him under the covers.
Kyungjae's hand reached out and grabbed Jaeheon's wrist, pulling him down towards the bed. "Stay with me, hyung," he murmured, his voice low and seductive.
Jaeheon raised an eyebrow, trying to hide his surprise. "You're not in any state to make decisions like that, Kyungjae," he said, but his voice was softer than he intended.
Kyungjae pouted, his bottom lip sticking out in a way that made Jaeheon's heart race. "Please, hyung. I want you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jaeheon hesitated, but Kyungjae's eyes were pleading, and his grip on Jaeheon's wrist was tight. With a sigh, Jaeheon gave in, lying down next to Kyungjae and pulling him close.
Kyungjae's hand reached up and touched Jaeheon's jaw, his fingers tracing the line of his jawbone. "You're so handsome, hyung," he murmured, his voice filled with adoration.
Jaeheon rolled his eyes, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up his cheeks. "You're drunk, Kyungjae. Don't say things you don't mean," he said, but there was no heat in his words.
Kyungjae chuckled, his breath warm against Jaeheon's neck. "I mean every word, hyung. I've always loved you," he said, his voice serious.
Jaeheon's heart skipped a beat, and he looked down at Kyungjae, his eyes wide. "Kyungjae..." he started, but Kyungjae cut him off with a kiss.
Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss, Kyungjae's hands tangled in Jaeheon's hair. Jaeheon's heart pounded in his chest as he kissed him back, his hands exploring Kyungjae's body.
"I've wanted this for so long, hyung," Kyungjae murmured, breaking the kiss.
Jaeheon's eyes searched Kyungjae's face, looking for any sign of doubt or uncertainty. But all he saw was adoration and desire.
"Are you sure, Kyungjae?" Jaeheon asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Kyungjae nodded, his eyes shining with determination. "Yes, hyung. I'm sure," he said, his voice firm.
Jaeheon's heart swelled with emotion as he kissed Kyungjae again, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace.
The night was young, and the possibilities were endless. Jaeheon was finally seeing the Kyungjae he had always wanted - strong, controlling, and direct. And he was ready to explore this new dynamic with him, one intoxicating moment at a time.
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