As per his punctual nature, Hongjoong showed up right on time. He rings the door bell a few times before briefly running his hand through his vibrant red hair and silently taking in his best friend's new home.

San, who was in his room, immediately gets off his bed to go open it but Wooyoung had already bolted out of his room, down the stairs and practically yanked open the door.

Hongjoong just stood with eyes slightly wide upon meeting Wooyoung for the first time. "Hi, you must be Hongjoong. Come in" Wooyoung says with a cute smile while stepping aside for the older.

"Hi. Um.." Hongjoong tries to gather his thoughts. "You're Wooyoung, correct?"

"The one and only" Wooyoung replies as he shuts the door.

"It's n-nice to meet you" He's really hot..

"Joong, you ready?" San asks absentmindedly as he walks down the stairs while scrolling through his phone.

Hongjoong swallows the lump in his throat and glances at his friend. "Yeah"

"By the way, Wooyoung's coming with us so.. yeah" San says with an exasperated sigh and Hongjoong nods, flashing a half smile to Wooyoung. The youngest of the three, smiles back but with a certain dark look in his eyes. One that made Hongjoong shiver a little.

He looks away, a little flustered by Wooyoung's hard gaze. "We ready to go?" He croaks out.

"Uhm hold on, need to change quickly" Wooyoung walks past them and made his way to the stairs.

"What you have on right now is fine" San interjects.

"I'll be quick" He was already sprinting up the stairs, 2 stairs at a time.

San sighs again and looks at his friend. "You see what I have to deal with this summer?"

Hongjoong just shrugs. "There's nothing wrong with him... He's also really cute" He whispers the last part just in case anyone was near.

San didn't know what to say, he just rolled his eyes and leaned on the wall. He was clad in a simple black graphic t-shirt with black ripped skinny jeans and sneakers, his tattoos standing out against his pale skin.

A few moments later, Wooyoung comes down the stairs all dressed up. He had on a loose pink jumper which fell past his fingers and had rips in them. The collar way too big and sat wide on his shoulders, making the eye pay attention to his collarbone and dainty necklace. White jean shorts that stopped at his mid thigh.

He gently runs his hand through his lengthy messy dark hair. "Ok, I'm ready" He announces as he shoves on his white sneakers at the door.

San forgot how to breathe at the sight of Wooyoung's neck. He cleared his throat and pushes past them to wait in Hongjoong's car since that was how they were getting there.

Wooyoung scoffs at a little after San nearly caused him to fall over. "Yah- seriously? You couldn't have asked politely?" He commands but San was already at the car. "Bitch" Wooyoung mutters to himself.

"Sorry, he's usually not like that" Hongjoong was quick to apologize for his friend's unusual behavior.

"Doubt it"

At the movies San continued giving Wooyoung the cold shoulder. As they waited in line for snacks he would only interact with Hongjoong. Even in the actual theatre he sat on Hongjoong's left side while Wooyoung sat on his right meaning the oldest sat between them. This meant they obviously couldn't interact.

It made Wooyoung a little frustrated because he felt like he was actually trying his best to keep to his promise of not flirting with anyone but all of that was for nothing.

Out of spite, he began making moves on Hongjoong. He pushes his arm against Hongjoong's on the arm rest then subtly uses his pinky to wrap around Hongjoong's.

Hongjoong's heart nearly leaped out of his chest. The older male looks at their connected fingers, cheeks flushed. He uses his tongue to wet his dry lips. He wasn't sure why but the contact made him suddenly super nervous. He was glad the room was dark so no one could see how flushed his face most likely is.

He doesn't move away so Wooyoung took that as a go ahead to jump straight into it. His hand detaches from Hongjoong's and lands sofly on the older's thin things. His hand slowly made it's way up his thigh and towards the prized package.

Hongjoong shivers at the tingles Wooyoung's fingers were leaving in their trail. He flinches a little once Wooyoung's hand lands on his crotch and gives him a squeeze. He coughs in his hand and San, who is oblivious to all this, looks at his friend in question. Wooyoung immediately retracts his hand.

"You ok?" San asks as he throws another skittle in his mouth.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm actually gonna use the bathroom. Be back in a second" He begins pulling himself to his feet and San nods.

"Ok" His attention already back on the movie.

Just as Hongjoong was leaving he looks at Wooyoung with dark wanting eyes. Wooyoung looked right back, bottom lip caught between his teeth.

A minute or two later, Wooyoung also stood up but didn't tell San of his whereabout. He just left. San looks at his dark figure as it disappeared down the stairs and out the exit. What is he up to?

In the bathroom was Hongjoong who had been pacing back and forth anxiously. He stops in front of the mirror and takes in his flushed cheeks. Thoughts of Wooyoung's hand squeezing his crotch kept replaying in his head over and over again.

He squeezes his eyes shut, slaps himself softly and releases a long breath. Get it together, he thinks to himself.

He leaves the washroom in order to return to the theatre but was immediately yanked by the arm into the handicap washroom next to the regular one.

His heart nearly leaps out of his chest from shock but he calm down a little when he sees it was only Wooyoung. The younger slams the door shut and pins him against the door. His breath gets caught is his throat at he stared directly into the fierce eyes of Wooyoung.

"I was looking everywhere for you" Wooyoung mutters, his eyes shifting from the older's eyes to his lips.

"Uh- I w-was uhm.." His thoughts were a jumbled mess. Everything was happening too fast for his brain to catch up.

Wooyoung's hand flies down Hongjoong's hips, sliding underneath his shirt and gliding up and down the skin on his sides.

Hongjoong's lip gets caught between his teeth as he holds back a moan. He presses his crotch against Wooyoung's in an attempt to create some much needed friction down there. Wooyoung immediately matching his movements.

"Why'd you do that? Back in the theatre.. San was right there, he could've seen" Hongjoong manages to whisper out against Wooyoung's lips.

"But he didn't" Was all Wooyoung replies with before joining their lips in a wet open mouthed kiss.

Hongjoong's hands fondles with the button on Wooyoung's jeans shorts then he slides his hand inside his pants. He pulls out Wooyoung's already hardening length and begins flicking his wrist quickly as they continued making out.

Wooyoung moans into the kiss. He pulls back and yanks Hongjoong's shirt off dumping it on the bathroom sink. Thankfully it was single bathroom meant for handicapped customers so no one was coming in since the door was locked.

Hongjoong hisses, the feeling of the cold metal door on his bare back. Wooyoung latches his lips to the older's jawline and nipped his way down to his neck. Hongjoong gladly gave him room to do as he wished to his neck, soft moans bouncing of the walls.

"Hongjoong" Wooyoung whispers in his ear. The guttural sound causing Hongjoong to almost cream himself.

"Y-yeah" He gasps out.

"Do you want me to fuck you or you fuck me?" He grins against the older's wet skin.

"Fuck me. My fingers aren't cutting it anymore" He blushes at his hasty, desperate response.

Wooyoung pulls back and drags off his jumper, reveal his lean chest and silver belly button piercing. He pulls his shorts a little lower down his hips and holds his member out for Hongjoong.

"Get sucking, it isn't gonna lubricate itself"

Hongjoong immediately got on his knees hungry to taste Wooyoung's length, a grin on his lips.

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