Dowoon arrived at the practice room earlier than usual, his mind swirling with thoughts of YoungK. He tried to focus on his drumsticks, tapping out a rhythm on the edge of his drum set, but his thoughts kept drifting back to the other man. He couldn't deny it any longer – he was attracted to YoungK, and it was becoming harder and harder to hide.
Just then, the door to the practice room opened, and in walked YoungK. He noticed Dowoon's unusual behavior right away, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.
"What's got you so worked up today, Dowoon?" he asked, setting his guitar down on its stand.
Dowoon felt his face heat up, realizing he'd been caught. He tried to play it cool, shrugging his shoulders. "Just trying to get a head start on practice, that's all."
YoungK raised an eyebrow, not convinced. "Uh-huh. Well, if you need a break, just let me know. I'm here to help."
Dowoon tried to focus on his practice, but he couldn't ignore the flutter in his stomach. He kept messing up his beats, his mind wandering to thoughts of YoungK.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He set his drumsticks down, taking a deep breath. "YoungK," he began, his voice barely above a whisper.
YoungK turned to him, a curious look on his face. "Yeah?"
Dowoon steeled himself, mustering up the courage to say what he'd been wanting to say for weeks. "I...I think I like you."
YoungK's eyes widened in surprise, a smirk playing at his lips. "Like me, huh? Well, that's too bad."
Dowoon's heart sank, feeling rejected. "Why is it too bad?"
YoungK shrugged, playfully insulting Dowoon. "Because you're too young and tall for me. I like them a little shorter and more mature."
Dowoon felt a pang of disappointment, but he didn't let it deter him. He continued to express his feelings, leaving YoungK touched by his sincerity.
Finally, YoungK relented, a smile playing at his lips. "Fine. I'll give it a try. But on one condition – you have to listen to me and follow my lead."
Dowoon nodded eagerly, agreeing to YoungK's terms. They returned to the practice room, where they couldn't keep their hands off each other. YoungK took control, directing Dowoon on what to do, much to his delight.
But as they explored each other's bodies, Dowoon found himself feeling more confident. He took the lead, surprising YoungK with his assertiveness.
They continued to explore each other, with Dowoon proving to be a needy top and YoungK an easygoing bottom. As they lay in each other's arms, Dowoon expressed his gratitude for YoungK's patience and understanding.
YoungK smiled, telling Dowoon that he was the one who should be grateful. "I've never met anyone like you before, Dowoon. You're one of a kind."
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