// re-publishing to fix sequence of chapters

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Mark couldn't stop the smile spreading across his face as he nears his boyfriend's room. Five more steps and he could touch the doorknob.

Two more steps and the door opens, his boyfriend with arms wide open and a matching lovesick grin on his face.

Hoseok pulls Mark into his room, puts his bag down onto the couch, then goes back to kiss his boyfriend against the door, all under a second. Ah, the benefits of moving at the speed of light. Have Hoseok mentioned before how thankful he is to Taehyung about putting him in the ability enhancement programme?

Hands roam all over and both of them don't think they'll ever have enough of each other.

"I missed you," Mark whispered between their kiss and furniture shifted out of the way as they moved towards the bedroom.

"You really have to move in with me so that I can see you whenever I want to," Hoseok replied. Whenever his mind is and isn't free, Mark is always in his thoughts. Maybe it would get better if the real thing is by his side.

"Hmmm actually...I have my own room now, so I won't be moving in-ah...don't bite- but I can stay over more. Or you can come over too."

"For real? How?" Hoseok asked and a wave of joy only precipitable by Mark sweeps the room.

"Youngjae swapped rooms with me and he doesn't have a roommate. Hey, when did you-"

Hoseok wriggled his brows playfully, not at all apologetic for removing their shirts when Mark was distracted, not that he would be fast enough to stop him, and already on the bed with Mark straddling him. He teased, "this is a very beautiful view."

Then Hoseok really looked at Mark, just admiring.

"Don't...don't look at me like that," Mark said softly. Like how there is room for only him and no one else, as if he is the most amazing person Hoseok had ever seen.

"Like what?" Hoseok asked, smiling up at his lover, although he knows he doesn't have to spell out how much Mark means to him.

Instead of answering, Mark leans down for a kiss which Hoseok gladly reached up to receive. This time, their lips parted tenderly and slowly.

Hoseok stroked Mark's back in a comforting manner and Mark just melts into his embrace.

"You okay? I saw the news about Lexicon," Hoseok said, giving Mark one more peck on the lips after their kiss ended.

Mark sighed, laying his head over Hoseok's chest as he lets out his feelings of vulnerability, despair and fear from the memories brought on by the news in little waves.

And like the first time, the night of the welcome party of recruits, he focuses on Hoseok's heartbeat to calm himself down.

The morning after the party

It was not a romantic night for Hoseok and Mark. In fact, it wasn't very good for Hoseok's heart which stuttered and beat rapidly from shock when he saw an extra figure covered from head to toe in his blanket.

Hoseok breathed sharply. What happened? Who's that? Did they...he quickly checked if he is wearing clothes and thank God he is.

A rustle sounded beside him and the covers moved, slipping down Mark's forehead and down his chin.

Ah, the pretty recruit. How does such a small face contain all that brain. Some people really have it all...right, he should probably wake Mark up, get through the awkward morning greeting, and hopefully, maybe they can get some breakfast together? After he takes a good look at him for a minute or two...or is that too creepy?

Hoseok didn't get to think deeply about that, because he saw tear tracks on Mark's face with more tears joining the rest.

Alarmed, Hoseok shook the recruit lightly, "Mark? Mark, wake up."

Mark sniffles, his brows furrowing in his sleep. He seems to be sinking deeper in his nightmare as he started to whimper quietly at the back of his throat.

Hoseok grew increasingly worried as the whimpers evolved into pained groans and Mark broke out in cold sweat.

"Mark!" Hoseok put more force into shaking the recruit awake, almost shouting now.

"Stop it p-please..." Mark mumbles and he cries harder, repeating the words he had said the most during his youth, "don't hurt us..."

Shit, why is he not waking up? Hoseok was about to call a doctor when he spotted the numerals on the inside of Mark's arm. 0409. Burned into the skin.

Hoseok swallowed the uncomfortable lump in his throat. He had heard that some talented children were kidnapped or sold to laboratories and it was not difficult to imagine what went on in there.

One try. If it doesn't work, Hoseok would carry Mark personally to Galactica's infirmary. He took in a deep breath and enunciated every word clearly, "Experiment 0409, wake up."

Hoseok felt both a pang in his chest and relief when Mark's eyelids flew open, his eyes taking on a blue bordering on indigo, a fearful expression on the recruit's face as he believed he was back there, at the lab, where there is no day and night, only schedules, uniforms, and terror.

No, he would choose death than to go back there. He can even shut down his own brain permanently if it means he will have freedom. No more pain. No more fear.

"Mark, don't."

Mark looked blankly at Hoseok. Don't what?

Hoseok cupped Mark's face tenderly, tears running down both their faces, one out of fear, the other out of pity and heartache and from the emotions Mark was unconsciously sharing with Hoseok. Despair was a cold stream travelling from Mark's hands placed on Hoseok's arms, and fear was a sour tingling to his spine.

"You are safe now. No one can hurt you here in Galactica."

"No one?"

"No one," Hoseok affirmed, making a silent promise to himself that he would protect this boy in front of him. Hoseok's voice was hard with determination but the chaste kiss to Mark's crown was so soft, the recruit almost didn't feel it.

Present

"I have to stop Joohyun and Suji," Mark said.

"No, you're not," Hoseok said and Mark frowned, sitting up. What did his boyfriend just say?

Hoseok chuckled at the offended look on Mark's face. He had grown to be more expressive with him and Hoseok loves it. Hoseok explained, "we, babe. I'll go wherever you are so we will stop them."

// ⚠️ Start //

"You're so pretty," Hoseok marvels when Mark beamed at his words but hissed when Mark grinded down on his crotch.

"Not sorry and I really want to ride you now," Mark said while he pulled at Hoseok's pants.

Hoseok didn't need another word to throw off all their clothes. Another thing about Mark which makes him go crazy in a good way is when the recruit uses his powers to share his arousal. Now, Hoseok has no problem getting into it, but it really is convenient and enjoyable when Hoseok is so riled up that his length gets rock hard and extra large and lasts all night.

"Sunbae..." Mark urges. It is the same for Mark as well. He feels both his own and Hoseok's arousal and that makes him extra sensitive.

"Shit, babe, you're so hot...you're dripping," Hoseok grabs the lube from the bedside table and coats a generous amount on his fingers. He had half the mind to skip the prep but they both learned earlier on that that is a very bad idea. The only good part about not being able to get off the bed is the pampering and a lot of cuddles but...not when they have work the next day.

"Ah...hnn," Mark almost cried in relief when Hoseok inserted his fingers and scissored him. Every spot he touches is making him feel so much.

"You're so sexy," Hoseok complimented in appreciation when Mark lifts himself up and grinds back down, moving his hips and helping Hoseok find his sweet spot.

Mark groaned in pleasure when he feels Hoseok's fingers right where he wants them and he bit his lower lip to muffle his moans, rocking himself furiously and leaking from both his front and back.

Beads of sweat form on Hoseok's forehead as he strained to control himself, not an easy feat when the sight before him is so damn alluring. But he is definitely too big for Mark now so Hoseok chose to stretch Mark further with his fingers. He will have his fill later on.

First, Hoseok is going to give Mark such a mind-blowing orgasm that the recruit would stop holding back his pretty voice. Mark's palms were already on his chest to support his weight, so Hoseok moved his other hand from the recruit's waist to his cock and pumped it, at the same time picking up his pace for Mark's behind, alternating between jabbing and scissoring relentlessly, until Mark shuddered and screamed and finally slumped down onto Hoseok in bliss.

"You did so well," Hoseok praised, pulling Mark up for a long kiss who was still lightly twitching, but was energetic enough to reach down to take Hoseok's length in his hands.

"Babe..." Hoseok warned. Mark is so sensitive now, he would cry if Hoseok enters him.

"You know how much I like to touch you...and I haven't ride you yet."

Hoseok groaned. Why is Mark making it difficult for him?

Mark continues fondling Hoseok's length, his fingers caressing the head and moving down to the base. Hoseok calls him beautiful all the time, but Mark thinks the same of Hoseok. His smile, his face, his body, his long cock and how engorged it is right now...a clear wave of lust surrounds the pair.

Mark pumps Hoseok slowly, and with hooded eyes, said, "make me cry, sunbae."

Okay, that did it. Mark giggled when Hoseok flipped him onto his back and positioned himself between his legs with a hungry look in his eyes.

Then Hoseok's gaze softened and he said, "no, Mark. I'll make love to you. Oh no, babe, why am I always making you cry?"

Hoseok reached a hand towards Mark who was sniffling and complaining but wearing Hoseok's favourite smile, "you're gonna make me cum without entering me..."

Hoseok wiped Mark's tears, "I usually hate to see you cry but from now on, if you do, it will be this kind of happy tears. Or good sex tears."

Mark laughed at that and Hoseok smiled too, feeling the happiness, trust and love from Mark.

Then he felt the arousal as well before Mark said, "now I want you inside me."

"Anything you want," Hoseok swears and plunged into the tight welcoming heat.

//⚠️ End//

- a/n -

Not feeling it for this story but I've finished drafting the full story and will update once reviewed

I've always wanted to try the sci-fi genre but after experimenting I think I'm more suitable for comedy, action, fantasy/ supernatural, cute/ fluff and maybe scheming kind of stories?

The Seven and Me was a recent story I enjoyed writing.

Anyway thank you to whoever is still reading this :)