Once Yeosang had finally gotten back home and got ready to cook, that is, after he and Jongho had locked themselves in the bathroom to heavily make out, he prepared everything and forced his boyfriend to sit at the table and watch him.

Jongho didn't mind, he liked staring at his boyfriend and he liked analyzing all the details, especially his ass.

"I told you to stare but you can blink, y'know? You've been staring at me so hard I don't know what to think. It's actually not fair because I can't stare at you that long."

Jongho laughed but frowned afterwards when he realized that Yeosang wouldn't be given that chance. 

"Mayhaps one day we'll get to the point. For now, just stare as much as you can."

"Okay, I wanna know what you guys keep talking about," Seonghwa spoke up, needing to know everything. "First I hear you guys saying something about a training session and Jongho keeps saying things about staring and looking him in the eye. So I wanna know why that's such a big deal."

"That’s none of your concern," Jongho replied with a smile. "Only if Yeosang wants to tell you."

"Don't bother them. They don't have to tell you all their little secrets," Hongjoong lightly scolded, making Seonghwa pout and cross his arms.

Hongjoong couldn't help but place a quick peck on the male’s lips before focusing on what he had been doing on his laptop. At least Seonghwa shut up and continued snuggling into his boyfriend’s side.

Yeosang baked until four that evening, having filled the kitchen table with all his baked and canned foods. Jongho's eyes sparkled upon seeing the food and Yeosang felt himself grow weak.

"Thank you!" Jongho gushed, grabbing a pie to inhale. "How can I repay you?"

"Hmm, how about you decide that before I leave?" Yeosang suggested with a smirk.

He had not planned on making Jongho anything sweet such as pie but he couldn't help but put his pie making skills to use and to at least leave one treat for his boyfriend.

"In that case, the bathroom is free," Jongho replied with a smirk of his own.

"NO FUCKING IN THIS HOUSE!" Seonghwa screeched, standing on the bed with a threatening finger.

The two ignored Seonghwa's yells and made their way to the bathroom. Jongho did a tiny wave directed to the others as he closed the door and a click was heard to indicate that they were now locked in.

"Oh my god, how can this be happening?" Seonghwa whined, pushing away the laptop and settling down on Hongjoong's lap in disdain.

"I don't think they'll do anything nasty," Yunho comforted, "Yeosang wouldn't live in peace knowing we heard anything."

A sudden scream was heard from the bathroom and the four froze, turning to look at each other.

"Hesus fuck. It seems like Jongho doesn't know how to do it properly," Mingi tsked.

"JONGHO!" Yeosang screeched.

The four weren’t sure if they were supposed to move or stay on Seonghwa's bed on the verge of panicking.

The door to the bathroom flew open and everyone held their breaths, hoping they wouldn't be seeing anybody parts but instead were met with Yeosang running out and bouncing onto the bed with the four.

"Don't overreact, Sang-ie! Besides, it was small and wouldn't hurt you!" Jongho exclaimed, walking out of the bathroom with a frown.

"Why would you admit your dick is small?" Seonghwa asked, puzzled.

"Bitch I'm talking about a roach, not my dick," Jongho snapped.

Seonghwa made an 'o' shape with his mouth and snorted to himself, finding his own words hilarious.

After Jongho managed to kill the roach and prove to Yeosang that it was gone, he was finally able to pry his boyfriend out of Yunho and Mingi’s arms. Yeosang had wrapped himself in both of their long, strong arms and refused to get out until the roach had been removed.

The two-headed back into the bathroom to do whatever they did in there and emerged half an hour later all dishevelled and covered in purple spots. Yunho and Mingi had made their way to Jongho's bed and lay wrapped together comfortably. Seonghwa refused Hongjoong to stay on his laptop all day and turned in the males lap to now face him so he could squish his cheeks and kiss his face every now and then.

"I think I should be heading back now," Yeosang said with a sigh. "It's soon six and I don't wanna be driving too late."

Jongho nodded sadly but in understanding, helping Yeosang gather all his belongings and take them down to the vehicle.

And so their life apart began once again. 

._._.

"One more week," Yeosang sighed, laying on Yunho's bed.

He and the male had gotten closer than before after the game and spent a lot of their time together when they weren’t doing work. 

Yeosang had received endless questions about his relationship with Jongho from students and he ended up telling all of them to fuck off. He had so many people ask him that he decided to tell the person with the biggest mouth about his relationship and of course, by the next day everyone had heard and were intrigued.

Yeosang never knew his boyfriend was popular among the students and felt a pang of jealousy to know that those people had heard of his own boyfriend before he had and would talk about the younger as if they knew the red haired male personally.

"Don’t worry. Time will go fast and by the time you know it, Christmas break will be here and you'll see him."

"But that's still an entire week away!"

"Shh, shh, it’s okay. And you're neighbours so that means you'll be able to spend a lot of time with him. So don't you worry your pretty little head, alright?" Yunho soothed, rubbing a hand up and down Yeosang’s back. 

Mingi arrived from practice later that evening, smiling warmly at Yunho before pushing Yeosang off the bed and taking the place he had been laying in.

"Hey! You bitch! Yunho tell him to get away!" Yeosang whined, sitting on Mingi's back.

Yunho pulled Yeosang off his boyfriend and glared at him, running a hand up Mingi’s spine.

"He has a back injury, be careful."

Yeosang frowned, gently patting Mingi’s back as well, feeling the ridges. 

"Oh my, feels bad. But you shouldn't go to practice if it does you bad."

Mingi shrugged, falling asleep on his boyfriend's bed. He had taken a shower in the locker rooms and was ready to switch off the lights for a good night's sleep. The only thing stopping him was Yeosang’s presence.

"I think I’ll go back to my room and wallow in self-pity," Yeosang sighed, walking towards the door once he noticed Mingi about to fall asleep and Yunho’s expression that clearly showed that he wished to be wrapped in his boyfriend’s arms.

Saluting with his hand, Yeosang walked out the door. He threw himself on his bed once he got inside and whined to himself, a bit jealous of Yunho and Mingi had each other and weren’t separated and he couldn’t have a relationship like them.

He wanted to feel the warm hands on his body, he wanted to make out, he wanted to leave marks all across his boyfriend’s chest. He ran his own hands over his chest, hoping to feel the same sensation but resulted in feeling nothing.

"Fuck I feel like an animal in heat. I need him."

And so for an entire week, Yeosang attempted to replicate the feeling of warmth on himself but he couldn't. He would stare at Jonghos pictures all the time in hope to end the craving but it only increased. 

Alone, he managed to increase the time he could stare at the younger and he was proud.

On the days where he would finish his work early and had nothing to do but lay on his bed, Yeosang would fantasize about the younger and run his hand up and down himself trying to feel some form of pleasure but after having had the male’s hands on him but, he didn't feel what he wanted nor could recreate the same feeling.

He was horny. It came to the point where he nearly ordered a dildo but held himself, imagining the embarrassment he'd have to go through if Jongho saw it or someone else. He did not want to go through the explanation that he bought it during a time where he craved a dick up his ass, specifically Jongho's dick.

It was only a week left but that week was the hardest week he'd ever gone through. He wanted the younger in every way possible and when it finally came time to head home, he was ecstatic.

Yeosang had decided that since he would be arriving in the evening and Jongho arrived on the morning of the same day, he'd have to dress as nice as possible and then ditch his family and go on a date the same day because why not?

“How does this look?” Yeosang asked, having dragged Yunho to his room to judge his outfit before he set off.

The tall male would be staying with Mingi at the university but they would head to Yunho’s house for a week then go to Mingi’s house for a week but they were leaving until the next day.

“You look amazing. But your parents won't be mad, right? I know you want to look good for Jongho but make sure you don't put yourself in danger if they don't support you,” Yunho said with furrowed eyebrows and a look of concern.

“Don't worry, they've been wanting Jongho and me to date since day one. It's a bit weird but it's okay and they won't judge me if it concerns Jongho,” Yeosang explained, making sure that his crop top was smooth and his high waisted shorts were perfectly placed

A genius idea came to his mind two days prior and he purposely went out to buy the tightest pair he could without getting them to make his thighs suffocate. He wanted easy removal and easy placing but not too loose either. He succeeded in finding the perfect pair in under an hour and was now wearing the shorts in satisfaction, ready to head home. 

The blue haired male tucked his dick like a drag queen and was content to see his crotch look smooth and no signs of a bulge visible, he just hoped sitting for so long wouldn't be too uncomfortable.

"Well, in that case, have fun," Yunho said with a smile. 

Yeosang nodded and hugged the taller male as a goodbye before heading out of his room to start the journey back home. He was excited and wanted to get there as quickly as possible but he ensured his drive was careful yet not too slow. 

Luckily, sitting wasn't uncomfortable and Yeosang was glad about that. He really didn't want to be sitting on his dick during the trip and making it feel as if it would fall off.

Along the way, the male played music to keep himself occupied, aggressively jamming out and being amused by the stares of people in other vehicles. He didn't care. All he wanted at this point in time was to see Jongho.

Family who? Jongho could be his entire family until he wanted to beat the younger’s ass, then he'd turn to his biological family.