Seonghwa awoke to an exaggerated cough coming from the door of the room. As he blinked his eyes open, the first thing he saw was a mop of red hair fanning out over his chest and neck. Contrary to Seonghwa, the owner of said fiery red hair was still slumbering with parted lips and his cheek squished against Seonghwa's chest. It pushed his full lips out just a little, creating the illusion of him being far younger and cuter than he actually was.

What a weird thought to think.

Confused where the earlier noise had come from, Seonghwa turned his head towards the door and tried to recognize the man with the tiny little ponytail standing there. Wooyoung, that had to be Wooyoung.

Seonghwa blinked at him and his lazy smirk until the weight of the situation finally settled.

And oh.

Oh.

Seonghwa blushed as deep red as Hongjoong's hair. He had not planned to fall asleep at all. He had wanted to take a shower and leave right after Hongjoong had calmed down enough, yet here he was, and a new morning had begun. And they were cuddling like some teeny couple that tried to reinvent romance.

Wooyoung giggled at his shyness, his laughter high and squeaky like the playful calls of a dolphin. It was adorable and kind of remembered Seonghwa of San. A match made in... computer networking systems.

"San has been trying to reach out to you for quite some time now, it seems like it's important. Figured I'd wake you already." He threw Seonghwa his comm from the dresser with a flick of his wrist, and Seonghwa watched it flop onto the mattress next to him. Tiredly, he reached over Hongjoong to grab it, careful not to jostle the man too much.

"What time is it?"

"Nearly noon. We still got breakfast for you two, though. Just join us downstairs whenever you feel like it. No worries, nobody will attack you, even if you get there without Hongie."

So they called him Hongie, huh. That was oddly cute.

Seonghwa nodded thankfully. While Wooyoung disappeared, he put the comm in his ear again. While it reconnected, he cautiously glanced down at Hongjoong.

Hongie.

Seonghwa tried to ignore how fond his warm heart seemed to be of the man and instead focused on San who hissed into his ear. Lazily he dropped his head back into the pillows. He was so warm and comfortable right now, he could stay like this forever.

"Thank God, I finally got through. How is it, that Wooyoung and I do more work than the two of you combined?!"

Seonghwa gave a lazy chuckle.

"I'm just the character in your game, Sannie, you direct my every step. What did you want to talk about?"

"Give me a minute, is that still Hongjoong's room? Wow, will you ditch the pack by any chance?"

"Never Yeosang," Seonghwa cheekily replied while San called said omega over. When Yeosang had arrived, they could finally discuss their war council.

"You're not going to believe where this leads. We checked seven times but it's for real," Yeosang opened up right away. His deep voice was excited and fast enough that Seonghwa had trouble following after having his brains fucked out the night before. Yet, he felt happiness please his insides when he heard his pack being fun and relaxed as always.

"Oh, you're going to find me extremely credulous today."

"Cornwall."

Seonghwa blinked, dumbfounded. They had started this in Bolivia, why the hell would it be there? He took a while to catch up.

"As in, take the M5 to the A30 Cornwall?"

"As the crow flies."

Alright, this was weird. But then again, they would probably find out why it was like this very soon. There had to be some connection between the pieces and the locations they were in. Sure, some had been moved, just like the one in Japan, yet they seemed to be literally spilt all over the world.

"You still with Hongjoong?" This time it was Yeosang asking and because he sounded more curious rather than being as annoying as San's teasing self, Seonghwa decided to be nice enough to answer. They all treasured Yeosang very much, after all.

"Nah, I'm at the hotel nearby. I, uh, I came over after Wooyoung found me in the attic, and-"

Hongjoong's deep chuckle interrupted Seonghwa's theatre play. The sound made his heart freeze in his chest for a long second before it skipped a beat and weirdly galloped on.

"Liar." With that, he pushed himself up on Seonghwa's chest and raised one hand to hide the camera from the curious gazes of his team members. He dipped down smoothly to kiss Seonghwa right on the lips without any hesitation.

For a long second, the man remained frozen before reciprocating the kiss shyly. He was still fairly new to the whole thing about being so intimately close to Hongjoong, but the man's kisses were sweet and so uncomplicated to be sharing.

With a wet sound, Hongjoong let go of him and sat up to stretch languidly. He did so with a playful smile curling around his lips, making him look like a little trickster fairy in the process. Seonghwa absent-mindedly smoothed a hand down the man's flank as he disentangled his long legs from Hongjoong's body.

"Not surprised, to be honest. Can you hand me over to him real quick? I have a few words to say." San sounded like a stern dad already, but Seonghwa complied with a sigh. No use in trying now. He handed over the comm with a roll of his eyes, and Hongjoong accepted it with curious eyes. He fixed it on his ear while Seonghwa's hand travelled down to the man's shin, where he could spot another tattoo.

When he tried to sit up a sharp pain shot through his hips, making him gasp for air. Hongjoong threw him a panicked glance before throwing his leg over Songhwa's chest to press him down into the soft mattress again. Seonghwa complied without even trying to push him off. God, that hurt.

Nervously biting his lips, Seonghwa waited for Hongjoong to finish so they could check if he was bleeding or something. He could treat so many wounds, yet getting hurt for having sex that he wasn't supposed to have sounded stupid even to his ears.

Seonghwa mindlessly turned Hongjoong's muscular leg so he could look at the tattoo there while Hongjoong sweet-talked San into letting him live.

It was three minions. Literal minions, from the movie. Three of them were floating little and yellow over Hongjoong's leg and it was uselessly stupid and adorable. It oddly fitted his personality.

"Alright send it to me, then... No, not Wooyoung. You know, I can do computers, too. I'll make sure that you don't have access then anymore... Well, you can try, if you dare... I will. Let's meet there then, I'll take him."

Hongjoong ended the conversation quickly and handed the device back that Seonghwa put down on the pillow instead of his ear for now. He was not ready to face San's wrath yet.

"What is he supposed to send to you? Are you teaming up with my pack again?"

Hongjoong just gave a mysterious grin that could mean literally anything but refrained from replying. Seonghwa wanted to kick him, but for the sake of his hips, he didn't.

"Does it hurt? I can get you some painkillers." Hongjoong carefully shifted back on his knees to peek down between Seonghwa's open legs. He didn't dare touch, but a weird glint flickered through his eyes for a second. Seonghwa decided to ignore it. He would only judge the man's breeding kink if his fighting kink got endangered.

"It's alright, I don't think I'm bleeding or anything. It's just that you probably bruised some things inside that normally wouldn't be bothered." Seonghwa gave him a smile that felt more like a pained grimace on his face, and that Hongjoong responded to with a rectangular grin.

"I'll make it up to you. You can take a bath first and then eat some food, alright?"

Embarrassed, Seonghwa threw his arm over his eyes, shielding them from view. He was an alpha for god's sake, what was this man doing?

"Have you become my mom overnight? Ruddy incest," he tried to play it off while Hongjoong stood up from the bed and crossed the room.

He left the door open as he entered the bathroom one room over and shortly after, the rushing of water in a tub could be heard.

"You know it wouldn't be incest if you made me your husband instead!" Hongjoong cheerfully called back and Seonghwa nearly choked on his spit.

"Kim!" he yelled at the same time that a furious 'Hongjoong!' sounded from downstairs. It made Seonghwa giggle despite the circumstances. He bet Hongjoong's pack was as fed up with him as Seonghwa's friends at home were.

Hongjoong came back a few minutes later with a cheeky grin etched onto his face. When Seonghwa rolled his eyes at him, it grew even wider. As he averted his eyes from the man's attractive face, Seonghwa tried hard not to stare at certain body parts of the other man that had messed up his insides the night before. He failed gloriously.

"So, will you tell me where the last piece is, or do you want to go alone?" Hongjoong carefully closed Seonghwa's lax legs so he could reach underneath them with one arm and prop Seonghwa's back up with the other. When Seonghwa understood what he was doing, he reached out with one hand for Hongjoong's shoulder, the other panickedly reached for the blanket that was out of his reach. The only thing he managed to grab was his earpiece, and he quickly clutched it to his chest to have his pack with him when he died.

"You can't lift me, please spare me the fall."

With an indignant huff, Hongjoong heaved him up and started walking comfortably while Seonghwa scaredly clung to him. How did he keep underestimating Hongjoong?

The man calmly carried Seonghwa over to the tub and set him down in the water with utmost care as if he was handling glass. Seonghwa couldn't fathom why his rival would do that even when he liked Seonghwa, but he wouldn't complain. It was Hongjoong's fault Seonghwa was not up for walking after all.

The bath smelled of roses as Seonghwa got comfortable and settled for playing with the bubbles around him. Maybe he appreciated the gesture just a little more than he wanted to admit, but he managed to play it off while Hongjoong brought some of his clothes for Seonghwa. He then stepped in the shower and proceeded to wash his body while Seonghwa took care of the grime in his own hair.

"I'll tell you where it is if you accompany me home after that trip." Seonghwa fake-nonchalantly sorted through the bottles around him in search for a smell he liked with shaking fingers. He settled for some fresh grassy one that reminded him of San. Washing his body at least distracted him.

"I can do that. That means you will get a comfy and fast trip with the chopper," Hongjoong hummed smoothly, and Seonghwa cursed his mind for loving the domestics of the situation. The thought of asking Hongjoong to spend another night because his hips hurt too much to go now, and ending up cuddling again shouldn't sit this well with Seonghwa.

He had a whole pack to cuddle and sleep with, how was he so infatuated with this one man?

"Sounds good. We're going to Cornwall."

"Cornwall, huh. I've heard they got some questionably authentic archaeological findings on King Arther. I assume his name has come up for you before, too?" Hongjoong finished earlier than Seonghwa and stepped out of the shower to towel off. He put on fresh sweatpants and a simple black shirt that he looked unfairly good in.

"It did. Let's see how much of it is actually true."

Hongjoong nodded before he knelt down on the soft rug next to the tub. Seonghwa curiously watched as he seemed indecisive in his plan after that. He was frowning cutely as he looked between Seonghwa and the shower.

"Do you want me to wash the rest of my cum out of you with water or let gravity do that for you?"

Seonghwa tried to look not too excited at the question. He played it off with a cough that gained him a suspicious glance from Hongjoong.

"No, I... I'd rather do it via gravity. Don't want to mess it up even more. If you can lend more pants later?"

That gained Seonghwa a gentle pat on his knee before Hongjoong rose again.

"Alright. Call me when you're done, I'm gonna go check on the boys."

Seonghwa waited until he had closed the door behind him to hide his face in his hands blushingly once more.

He would totally love the feeling of the man's come dripping out of him while his pack was around to smell it. Weirdly enough, it was similar to having Hongjoong claim him via a bite but Seonghwa would not think about that now.