**smut warning** 👀👀

this is my first ever attempt so I'm sorry if it's
super cringy...i recommend that soft stans skip this chapter 😅

okay here goes...

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"Oh—fuck! I forgot!" cried Seonghwa, jumping out of his seat and taking off.

"Seonghwa wait up!" Hongjoong chased after him.

The rain switched from a drizzle to a violent down pour but the two kept running. Seonghwa had removed his coat—which he was very glad he remembered—and was holding it over his head as he ran. Hongjoong unfortunately did not remember a coat, and hardly even brought shoes, his minion slippers a sad grey from the journey.

"Seonghwa let's go in here for a sec! We can wait out the rain for a moment!" Hongjoong called, pointing towards a campus building with an overhang. Seonghwa nodded and they stood pressed together under the small source of protection.

It wasn't until now that Hongjoong noticed the edge of Seonghwa's boxers poking out as he raised his arms above his head, holding the coat. He tried desperately not to notice again but his eyes continued to disobey him.

They waited for at least ten minutes before realizing it wasn't slowing down anytime soon.

"You know, we're already soaking wet. What's the harm in a little more water?" said Seonghwa, looking out at the never-ending waterworks.

"That's fair logic," sighed Hongjoong, preparing himself for the trek ahead of them. The dorm was still about a mile away but they could make it there pretty fast if they sprinted. But as Hongjoong began taking off towards the dorm Seonghwa pulled him back, almost knocking him over.

"What the hell!?" Hongjoong gasped, catching himself.

"Where are you going?"

Hongjoong looked at Seonghwa, confused. Then his mind went to the place it loved to go, and he thought Seonghwa might be implying that he wanted him to stay out here with him longer.

Hongjoong stared into his eyes, only glancing down at the boxers one more time—which was also when he noticed a bit of lower ab showing through as well. He would definitely stay.

"Don't you remember I have a car?" Seonghwa asked dumbfounded, and Hongjoong realized he was completely wrong.

"Oh, right," he smiled embarrassed. Of course they could just take the car! Stupid! But then he remembered something.

"Wait what about your fancy upholstery?" Hongjoong asked but Seonghwa was already dragging him along.

"Seonghwa! I don't want to ruin your car it's really not that far of a walk! Your upholstery is going to be destroyed if I sit my soggy ass in your—"

Seonghwa stopped in front of the vehicle and turned to Hongjoong.

"Fuck my upholstery."

He opened the door and shoved Hongjoong in, slamming it behind him before he could escape. Then he ran around to the driver's side and hopped in.

They both sighed, happy to be out of the cold rain. Then Hongjoong sneezed and Seonghwa turned to him concerned.

"Oh I'm sure it's nothing—"

"I have some extra sweaters in my car. Let me grab some."

Seonghwa leaned over the backseat, giving Hongjoong another view of the ever-apparent boxer line and he bit his lip trying to calm down.

Seonghwa returned holding a comfy-looking uni crewneck and a baggy pink hoodie.

"Which one?" asked Seonghwa, not giving Hongjoong a moment to react.

"Seonghwa you really don't have to—"

"Pick."

"Okay fine, the hoodie."

Seonghwa tossed it to him and Hongjoong sat, confused. Was he just supposed to put it on over his wet t-shirt? He looked down and realized his shirt had grown practically see through and clung to him in every place. Suddenly self-conscious, he began to put the hoodie on when he looked over to Seonghwa and froze completely.

Seonghwa had taken his wet shirt off entirely and was completely shirtless. Just sitting in front of him. Right there. No shirt. Abs out. Hongjoong was very much struggling to hold back his feelings.

But what he didn't know was that Seonghwa was frozen too. He could see Hongjoong's broad chest, his muscles clearly visible through the damp fabric. Not mention his messy wet hair.

Seonghwa licked his lips.

Hongjoong took a shaky breath.

Then things took off.

Hongjoong grabbed Seonghwa's neck, pulling himself to him as Seonghwa grabbed onto his ass. Their lips met and so did their tongues, moving rhythmically together. Hongjoong's hands travelled along Seonghwa's cool, wet back as Seonghwa's traced through Hongjoong's hair.

Hongjoong felt Seonghwa's hips begin to move under him and he joined, pressing his pelvis into the other. They hardly breathed, feeling oxygenated from the touch of the other's skin.

Eventually Seonghwa pulled back and grabbed the bottom of Hongjoong's wet t-shirt, beginning to roll it up. He brought his tongue along Hongjoong's rib cage as he traveled up, leaving a few needy kisses along the way. Hongjoong moaned, gratefully.

Once it was off, Hongjoong leaned forward and pressed the seat back, positioning himself over Seonghwa. Seonghwa reached up, sliding his hands along side Hongjoong's hips under his soggy pajama bottoms. Hongjoong pressed down on Seonghwa's seat with his hands, his grip loosening and tightening as Seonghwa's long fingers reached their destination.

Hongjoong breathed loudly, his heartbeat elevating as he felt the orgasm coming on. He desperately lowered his pants, leaning towards Seonghwa who was already placing a hand on his back, directing him to his lips.

Finally he came, and he could feel Seonghwa's tongue lightly dance along him as he was able to pull out. Hongjoong knelt down, taking his turn to leave a trail of kisses down Seonghwa's body, slowing as he reached his waist.

Seonghwa held onto his chair tightly and closed his eyes, unable to fight the moans escaping him.

Hongjoong had worked his sweats off and was succeeding at bringing Seonghwa to orgasm. Seonghwa called out that he was close and Hongjoong leaned down, preparing his lips for the final kiss.

Eventually Seonghwa was finished and Hongjoong sat up, sitting on Seonghwa's lap as they made out for a while longer. It wasn't until Hongjoong's phone pinged that the two stopped.

Hongjoong reached over to grab it and accidentally dropped it on Seonghwa's chest, causing him to jump forward, smacking his head on Hongjoong's.

Hongjoong apologized and moved back over to the passenger side, opening the text.

jongho

hey hyung
where are you
i need help finishing this paper
but you're not answering your door

"Fuck!" Hongjoong shouted searching around for his pants. They were still sopping wet but he yanked them up anyways.

"Woah—what—what is it?" asked Seonghwa, catching his breath and massaging his temples.

"Jongho's looking for me! He's going to go to your room next! And if he finds out we're both gone—"

"Shit!"

Seonghwa found his sweats and hurriedly slid them on, foregoing a shirt entirely.

He turned the keys and switched into drive, slamming on the gas.

Hongjoong flew back into his seat, not yet buckled and half blind due to the sweatshirt sitting over his head.

"Ow! A little warning?!"

"I thought 'shit' was warning enough," scoffed Seonghwa careening down the empty road.

Hongjoong grumbled and finished pulling the sweatshirt on. He got his stuff together and as soon as Seonghwa pulled into a spot, he jumped out of the car, racing to the 3rd floor.

Seonghwa realized he hadn't put a shirt on and saw the slight hint of a hickey forming on his waist and quickly tossed on the crewneck before heading upstairs.

When he was about to reach the top step he heard voices in the hallway and paused.

"Hey Jongho! What do you need?"

"Where were you?"

"I was just in the bathroom," Hongjoong said while itching the back of his neck.

"But I checked the bathroom and you weren't there. Besides, I saw you come up the stairs."

Seonghwa wanted to run up and help him out but Hongjoong quickly recovered.

"Ah, I didn't want to say this because it was embarrassing but I was actually using the bathroom in the basement. I had to take a dump."

Seonghwa almost choked. He pressed a hand against his face to keep from bursting out laughing.

"Ah. I guess that makes sense. Didn't think to check there," says Jongho, but Seonghwa could hear that he was still suspicious.

"Let's go back to my room to look over your paper, then we can avoid bothering anyone who's sleeping nearby. Like Seonghwa."

Seonghwa could tell by the tone that he was referring to him in a negative way but he was just glad to be off the hook. He was sure that Hongjoong pointed at the door and made a face at it.

"Seonghwa hyung won't be bothered. He's a pretty deep sleeper."

"How do you know that?" Hongjoong asked.

"Because I've knocked like five times and he won't answer. Unless he was down in the bathroom with you?"

Hongjoong almost laughed but he kept it together.

"Nope, I was definitely the only one. And thank god for that, it was not pretty," Hongjoong recovered, somewhat smoothly. Jongho went silent for a moment, presumably because of the unnecessary information.

"Okay then, let's go to your room," said Jongho and Seonghwa waited until he heard the door close before dashing into his room.