A/n : Y'all, I was so torn to post this one. So if you don't like this chapter at some point, just skip and forget it ever happened (I'm seriously overreacting)
Don't hate me bye-
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<Hoshi's apartment>

"Already?" Woozi looked up without getting up from the sofa, "Wasn't there the celebration party today?"

"Yeah, the formalities were over." Hoshi sat down opposite to him while discarding his coat and keeping some packages on the table, "So, I came back."

"But the party must be going on right now." Woozi sat up.

"Hmm." Hoshi nodded, "Did you eat?"

"No but answer me." Woozi demanded.

"Good, I bought takeways." Hoshi stood up, "I'm setting the table, come."

"I asked you something, Soonyoung." Woozi followed him, "Why did you leave the event so early?"

"Will you believe me if I answer you?" Hoshi muttered, "I left early because I didn't want to enjoy there when you were here all alone."

"I'm not a party person, anyways." Woozi rolled his eyes, "Whatever. You don't need to think that much about me."

Hoshi let out a brief laugh as he focused on unpacking the food.

"Now, what does that mean?" Woozi raised a brow at the supposedly mocking chuckle.

"Oh, nothing." Hoshi didn't look at the younger, "Just amused by your lack of understanding, that's all."

"Yeah?" Woozi crossed his arms across his chest, "What am I failing to understand?"

"Sit down and eat." Hoshi pulled back a chair for the younger.

"Soonyoung! Why don't you ever talk clearly?" Woozi whined.

"It has been more than a week, Woozi." Hoshi stated, "You still need me to spell that for you?"

"What?"

"I do care about you, whole heartedly." Hoshi scoffed, "But you think I just want to control you. I don't. Tell me Woozi, apart from staying at me place, have I ever forced you to do this or that?"

"No." Woozi looked down.

"Exactly." Hoshi stated, "Then why do you always make it look like I'm controlling you? I have to tell all this to the members, but I can't do it until you agree to listen to me just in this matter. I seriously don't want to bound you here but you don't even know in what trouble you actually are."

"Why would anyone want to hurt me?!" Woozi sat down on the chair.

"Because they know you're somehow related to me." Hoshi sat next to him, "They'll try to use you to lure me."

"But-" Woozi scoffed, his question seemed stupid to himself but he himself asked, "Why would they use me? And why would you get lured, just because of me?"

"Because-" Hoshi squeezed his eyes shut, "They know you're important to me. They know if they'll try to harm you, it will get a reaction out of me."

"That's not true." Woozi looked away.

"You really think I'm lying?" Hoshi held the younger's chin, turning his face towards himself, "You really think I wouldn't get affected if something happens to you?"

"Exactly." Woozi gently shrugged the older's hand away, "We don't even know each other that well-"

"Who said that?" Hoshi chuckled bitterly, "From your favorite food to your favorite place. From your preferred sleeping time to your simple habits. And not to mention the fact that you like to get your hair ruffled gently.

I know a lot because I've observed you in this past week. And please don't ask me why because I don't know. I just felt like it. And I don't care if you consider me a control freak, you have to stay here that's it.

And if it still doesn't sit right with you, then you can tie me up again and I'll show you how I never needed your help to untie me. I could've done it myself if I wanted to."

Woozi felt speechless for a moment, "Soonyoung-"

"Save your words." Hoshi intervened, "I know what you're going to say and I don't want to hear it. You're staying here, whether you like it or not."

He inched closer to the younger, "You can fight me all you want, but you're not leaving this place. Is that clear?"

Woozi scoffed, "I can't understand you at all. One moment you're all soft and the next you're threatening me again."

"And I can't understand why you're so damn difficult." Hoshi gripped the arms of Woozi's chair, "Just accept the reality Woozi!"

"And what's that reality?" Woozi retorted.

"The reality is that you're in danger." Hoshi scoffed, "There are people out there who want to hurt you because of me. And you're so stubborn that you'll willingly call those threats on yourself."

Woozi sighed as his head collapsed against the older's chest, "My mind is truly messed up."

Hoshi froze for a moment at the sudden gesture. He took a moment to compose himself as he carefully brought a hand up to the younger's back, "Why do you say that?"

"I don't know." Woozi muttered, "I understand your stance, but I get frustrated at times because of the situation. I literally have nothing to do all day, the few friends I have, they've no idea where I am. It's just- messed up."

"Woozi." Hoshi held his shoulders to make him look up, "I can let you go at one condition."

"What?" Woozi immediately asked.

"You'll still have to stay with me." Hoshi stated, "You'll go to office and come back with me. You want to spend time with your friends, sure do but I'll be around. In short, you can do whatever you want, condition being, you'll not slip away from my eyes for even a second.

And, if you think you'll agree right now and then pull some funny business later on then don't dare to do that at all."

"Means, I can go back to normal?" Woozi asked.

"Exactly." Hoshi nodded, "All you need to agree on is to stay in my sight."

"Promise? It's not any other of your plan, right?" Woozi mumbled.

"Yeah but you've to promise me too." Hoshi paused, "That you won't do anything reckless that risks your safety. You won't try to get away from me. And of course, you won't tell any of these to anyone."

"I promise." Woozi nodded.

"Alright then." Hoshi retracted himself, "Let's start from going to office together from tomorrow."

"Yeah, finally!" Woozi chuckled.

"Eager to get away from me already?" Hoshi teased.

"Wow, didn't you say I'm not even going to leave your sight?" Woozi raised a brow, "I'm just glad to get back to my daily life."

"Of course." Hoshi leaned back against his chair, "I'm just amused to see you eager to go to work."

"I'm not eager to work, but you know, it's just better than wandering around in your apartment like a ghost." Woozi rolled his eyes, "Plus, I've to get used to ignoring you and your hawk eyes on me."

"Ignoring me, huh?" Hoshi grinned, "Well, let's see how much you'll be able to avoid me."

"I definitely will." Woozi nodded, "I'll just assume that a particular guy does not exist and I'm just hallucinating."

Hoshi leaned in closer to the younger's ear, "Good luck with that."

<Serenity HQ>

"I thought you ascended to heaven or something." Wonwoo joked.

"Yeah? Shut up." Woozi rolled his eyes.

"Anyways, you're all fine, right?" Jeonghan asked.

"Of course." Woozi nodded.

"Mr. Yoon." A staff member knocked at the door, "Mr. Choi wants the briefing of last week, right now."

"Okay." Jeonghan nodded as he picked up his laptop, "I'll be back in a while guys." He left as he made his way to Seungcheol's cabin.

He knocked at the door as he got the permission to get in. He saw Seungcheol standing against the window as he turned around, "I've to talk about something urgent, lock the door."

Jeonghan nodded as he complied, "What is it?"

"When you planned to bomb Hyeseok's cars, who did that for you?" Seungcheol asked.

"Two of my dad's men." Jeonghan answered, "What happened?"

"Two?" Seungcheol frowned, "Not three?"

"No, only two." Jeonghan stated while keeping his laptop on the desk.

Seungcheol showed him a picture of three men, "Do you recognise any of them? Did they do it for you?"

Jeonghan scrunched his brows, "No, they're not someone I know."

"Is he dumb or what?" Seungcheol frowned.

"What happened?"

"Hyeseok told me that he had caught the people who had planted bombs in his cars. Mingyu and Jun went to attend the issue or more likely kill them before they spill the truth, but they told me that they're saying they belong to Hyeseok's clan.

And now that you told me that they're not your people, I think Hyeseok has actually caught the wrong ones. He's stupid, I know that since the beginning."

"So, what are you going to do?" Jeonghan asked.

"Nothing, let him believe whatever he wants." Seungcheol nodded, "And you, tell your dad to keep those two people safe. If they get caught by Hyeseok, you know what's going to happen."

"I'll do that." Jeonghan agreed.

"Alright."

"The briefing? Do you want that or not?" Jeonghan asked.

"No." Seungcheol admitted.

"Fine, I'll leave then." Jeonghan turned around.

"Wait." Seungcheol called, "Since you're here already, we can spend some time together."

"Not interested, thank you." Jeonghan picked up his laptop.

Seungcheol held his wrist, keeping the device away while pressing him against the desk, "Why not?"

"Because I don't want to?" Jeonghan raised a brow, "Don't try to take advantage of last night's incident."

"And why won't I?" Seungcheol leaned closer, his voice dropping to a deeper octave.

"Get a grip, Seungcheol." Jeonghan retorted, "Don't forget the fact that there's nothing between us."

"Is that so?" Seungcheol tucked the younger's hair behind his earlobe, "Then why did you pull me closer last night? Only to make me regret or because you wanted it too?"

"I didn't want anything but your realisation." Jeonghan breathed out, "You admitted it and hence, it's over."

"You made me realise how much I need you, that's it?" Seungcheol leaned closer, "You won't let me make you realise that beneath the facade of your games, you still want me, as badly as you wanted me earlier."

"I don't." Jeonghan looked away, "I don't want you or whatsoever."

"Liar." Seungcheol gripped his chin gently turning his face towards himself, "You can lie to yourself, not to me."

"I would never admit that Seungcheol." Jeonghan retorted, "No matter how much you try, it's useless."

"You're stubborn." Seungcheol chuckled, "You think you can hide everything just like that huh?"

"Try harder." Jeonghan retorted, "Because I'm never agreeing to this."

"You're challenging me now?" Seungcheol raised a brow.

"I'm not because there's nothing to challenge." Jeonghan grinned without humor, "I don't want you, that's a fact."

"Stop it already, do you really want to start this discussion again?" Seungcheol pressed him further, "Don't you get sick of it, lying on my face again and again?"

Jeonghan grabbed his collars with one of his hands, "Never. I'll never get sick of seeing this vulnerability in your eyes. I'll never get sick of breaking your ego into a million pieces, again and again."

Seungcheol grabbed Jeonghan's hand that was on his collar and pinned it back to the desk, "Is this what you want Jeonghan? To see me like this? Weak? Vulnerable?"

Jeonghan leaned closer to the older's face, "Exactly. How does it feel like Seungcheol, losing all the authority and power? Is it hurting you? Your pride? Is it?"

"It's true that I've realized my feelings." Seungcheol grunted, "But do you really think, I'm just going to bow down to you?"

[Mild Mature Warning]

Jeonghan chuckled menacingly while unbuckling his own belt, "Oh, you will."

Seungcheol's eyes widened in shock as he watched the younger's movements. The dare? The audacity? The boldness? But over all that, the...desire?

Jeonghan unbuttoned his pants as he leaned closer to the older, "You will right? You will bow down, right now, in front of me, won't you?"

"I-" Seungcheol gulped, his own body betraying him as the need coiled deep within up.

"Will you, hmm?" Jeonghan whispered, "Kneel down, for me."

Seungcheol tried to maintain his usual stance of control but the pull was a bit too strong. He found himself nodding, his voice barely above a whisper, "Yes, I will."

"Very good." Jeonghan chuckled as he jumped slightly to sit on the desk, pushing his pants away, "C'mon, bow down, darling. Because that's what you want."

Seungcheol's eyes were glued to Jeonghan's body, his mind going blank at the sight of the other sitting on the desk, his pants discarded. He was unable to resist, his pride and ego jumping out of the window.

He obeyed the younger, sinking to his knees in front of the other, "What now?" He whispered, his voice husky and breathless.

"Let me see." Jeonghan's fingers traced his jawline as he made him look up, "Oh my obedient one, always ready to give into my orders. How much pride did you swallow to bow down for me, darling?"

Seungcheol felt a mixture of shame and excitement at Jeonghan's words. Never had he ever imagined himself in this position, kneeling before someone else, submitting to their commands.

And yet, here he was, looking up at Jeonghan as the other's fingers traced his jawline, the simple touch sending shivers down his spine. "A lot," he admitted, his voice hoarse. "A lot of pride."

"Aww how sweet." Jeonghan pulled him closer, "Now get to work, obediently."

Seungcheol gulped his pride once again as his hands settled on the younger's bare thighs, "As you wish."

"Excellent." Jeonghan patted his head.

Seungcheol caressed the younger's thighs, "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Don't tell me you aren't." Jeonghan whispered, "Or else, you wouldn't have been here, kneeling down in front of me."

"Shut up." Seungcheol's grip on the younger tightened, "And let me do this."

"Oh no darling." Jeonghan pressed his index finger on the older's forehead, "You won't get it until you learn to be polite."

"Fine." Seungcheol gritted out, his voice dripping with barely concealed irritation, "I'm sorry, can I please get to it?"

Jeonghan patted his head again, "Sure darling, go on."

Seungcheol felt a mixture of disdain as Jeonghan patted his head once again. He didn't like being treated like an obedient pet, but at the same time, the simple action sent a shockwave of pleasure through his body.

Placing his hands on Jeonghan's thighs, he leaned forwards and began trailing kisses up the other's inner thighs, his lips feather-light and teasing.

"You know you're not at the place to tease, right?" Jeonghan's voice was playfully threatening.

Seungcheol looked up, his eyes meeting Jeonghan's intense gaze. He knew the other was right - he wasn't in the position to tease.

But for some reason, the urge to rebel, to push back, was strong. "And what are you going to do about it?" he retorted, his voice a low rumble, his hands now moving higher up Jeonghan's thighs.

"You don't want to know." Jeonghan leaned forward to whisper, "You don't want to be left here like this without getting what you had just earned, right?"

"No, I don't." Seungcheol nodded, "I'll be good."

"Better." Jeonghan chuckled, "Now, be quick, we're in the office."

"Whatever you say." Seungcheol leaned closer, his lips brushing against the younger's skin. He played with the waistband of the last piece of clothing on the younger's lower body as he nibbled on his inner thighs.

Jeonghan whimpered as in a moment, he was left exposed in front of the older, his touches getting more urgent and desperate.

Seungcheol's tongue found his entrance as Jeonghan gasped at the unexpected sensation, his hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly. The feeling of Seungcheol's tongue against his sensitive skin sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body.

He couldn't help but let out a soft moan, his back arching slightly in response. The sudden, intimate contact was overwhelming, feeding into the growing need between them, the need to be as quiet as possible while losing control.

"You're doing great darling." Jeonghan whimpered out.

Seungcheol felt a thrill run down his spine at Jeonghan's praise, the sound of his voice sending a wave of pleasure through him. He continued his ministrations, his tongue working its way deeper, tasting the other's essence. The need to please, the need to make Jeonghan lose control, was stronger than his usually dominant nature.

"Show me, how desperate you can get for me." Jeonghan breathed out, "You want me, just me."

Seungcheol pulled back for a moment, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Jeonghan's words hit a nerve, stirring up a deep need within him that he couldn't deny.

"I want you," he murmured, his voice strangled with desire, "Just you, only you. I can't get enough of you. I'm desperate for you, Jeonghan, in every way possible. You have no idea what you do to me."

"Exactly." Jeonghan kissed his forehead.

Seungcheol focused on the task at hand, his movements becoming more eager and desperate in response to Jeonghan's words. He licked, sucked, and worshipped every inch of the other, losing himself in the act, in the pleasure it brought him.

The taste of Jeonghan on his tongue, the sounds of the other's gasps and moans, it was addictive, driving him higher and higher into a state of blind ecstasy.

Seungcheol's tongue delved deeper into Jeonghan's warmth, the intimacy of the act sending an urgency of need through him. He wanted to make the other moan, to make him lose composure, to make him say his name. His grip on Jeonghan's thighs tightened, pulling him closer, his body moving on instinct to get more, to take more.

"Seungcheol-" Jeonghan whimpered, "Don't stop!!"

The sound of his name on Jeonghan's lips was like music to Seungcheol's ears. He intensified his actions, his tongue moving faster, deeper, trying to extract more of those beautiful sounds from the other. He was so lost in the act, in the pleasure he was giving and receiving, that nothing else mattered. Only Jeonghan.

"Right there!" Jeonghan breathed out, "Right there- Seungcheol-!"

Seungcheol angled his tongue, seeking to find that perfect spot that would make Jeonghan come undone. The sound of his name slipping from the other's lips, breathless and desperate, only fueled him further. He continued his assault, his own need for control completely abandoned, replaced by a primal need to please Jeonghan, to make him see stars.

"I'm close!" Jeonghan admitted.

Seungcheol's movements became faster, more urgent, eager to bring Jeonghan to the edge. The knowledge that the other was close, the sound of his admission, sent a surge of heat through him. He wanted to push Jeonghan over the edge, to see him lose control completely.

Jeonghan's breath hitched as the waves of pleasure washed over him. His back arched, his muscles tensing as he let out a soft cry of ecstasy as he found his release.

It was a sight that undid Seungcheol, the knowledge that he had caused this, that he had given Jeonghan this intense pleasure, sent his own sense of control spiraling out of reach, "Damn, look at you."

[Warning Ends]

Jeonghan calmed his breathes as he chuckled, "Me? No, look at yourself, knelt down right in front of me."

Seungcheol scoffed as the younger's voice brought him back to reality. He was keenly aware of his own position, knelt down in front of the younger, "Yeah whatever."

"How does it feel like?" Jeonghan whispered while beginning to dress himself up.

"Strange." Seungcheol stood up, "I'm not used to it. Feeling powerless, almost."

"Well-" Jeonghan had fixed his attire, "Get used to it."

"Do I have a choice?" Seungcheol sighed, "You seem to thoroughly enjoy this newfound power you have over me."

Jeonghan quickly placed a kiss on his cheeks, "I liked it, you being on your knees for me, all powerless. Bye bye." He picked up his laptop and left the cabin.

Seungcheol watched Jeonghan leave, the simple touch of the other's kiss lingering on his cheek. He stood there for a moment, frozen in place, his mind racing with a mixture of shame and embarrassment.

He had given in completely, submitted without a fight, and strangely, he had enjoyed it. The realization was infuriating.

"What more unexpected things is he going to make me do?!" Seungcheol sighed to himself.

A/n : I do apologise.🧎🏻‍♀️

Anyways take care everyone!
-Jeonghanneyonghaseyo