Title: Like we used to [English ver.]
Author: Riz Aino
Pairing: HyunSung (Hyunjin + Han) (Stray Kids)
Classification: NC–17
Genres: canon, pwp, smut
Number of words: 2.9k
Summary: Hyunjin and Jisung reminisce about the old days and what they used to do then.
Warnings: explicit sexual intercourse.
Notes: idea written for Apple thanks to the Lonely Hearts Exchange.
Author's comment: I put together this story in five minutes talking to a friend about how these two got along badly in the early days of Stray Kids. I hope you like it.
"Hyunjin," Jisung called, poking his head out of his room. Hyunjin stopped, startled, because he hadn't expected the boy to come out of nowhere and call him. “Come.”
"What do you want, Jisung?" He asked him, in his voice sounding all the boredom that he felt in those moments. It was late. They had been recording a thousand and one things for their next comeback for a crazy day and he just wanted to get into bed and not get up for a month… although in a couple of hours he had to be up again. However, he ended up approaching the door of Jisung's room. “I'm very sleepy.”
"I just wanted to ask you one thing," the boy told him.
“Okay.”
Jisung pursed his lips into a thin line, his cheeks more prominent and adorable at the moment, as if he was contemplating exactly how to ask the question or nervous to put into words what that crazy little head of his had been thinking. The truth was that Hyunjin expected almost anything, sometimes Jisung was quite weird and unpredictable… but he definitely didn't expect what the boy said.
“It's been a while since we kissed, don't you like it anymore?”
Hyunjin's eyes widened and, before Jisung could say anything else, he put his hand over his mouth, covering it, pushing him into his room and closing the door behind them, not without making sure before looking towards the corridor, that neither Chan nor Changbin were there and could have heard him. His heart was pounding inside his chest, resounding in his head because of the impression that had caused him, those simple few words that had stirred up too many things inside him... but the most important thing was that Jisung had just said that as if nothing, as if they didn't live with two other of their groupmates in that house and as if they couldn't hear it. His lack of sleep must have driven him crazy.
“Han Jisung.”
Hyunjin hissed his name, trying to make his disapproving tone be understood by the boy, but all he did was struggle to remove his hand from his mouth and look at him with bright eyes before blurting out:
“It’s very sad that the person who gave you your first kiss treats you in such bad ways.”
Hyunjin felt like killing him at that moment, killing him very slowly and painfully because that couldn't be happening. However, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down because killing one of his groupmates at the gates of the comeback wasn’t the brightest idea he could have. Deep down, he had known that Jisung had to have prepared something like that for him because when in the interview they had recorded that day, while they were playing with puppies, they had been asked a question that had struck some sensitive chords. The question hadn't been anything out of the ordinary either, they had simply been asked what was the best memory they had of their pre-debut days... but the answer in which they had commented that it was the recording of the Hellevator MV, had opened up old wounds. At that time, the two of them didn't get along, they hated each other simply for being too hormonal, too stressed and too sleep deprived teenagers. During the recording they had had one of their peak moments of hatred because days before, while they were practicing the dance for the recording, they’d had their famous fight in which they had snapped at each other "dance better, rap better" and then they had decided that they would ignore each other for the good of the group. Hyunjin looked back and at that moment and he was ashamed of that as he was not ashamed of anything else from his past. They had both been terribly stupid and at least, in the end, they had ended up fixing it, and they had ended up being good friends, for their own good and for the good of the group.
A lot of people knew all that and that's why the members had laughed during that part of the interview, because they knew that they weren't on good terms and that it probably wasn't their best memory from the pre-debut time, but what a lot of people didn't know it was how they ended up fixing it. The members had always thought that one day they had woken up, grown up once and for all, and decided to put all their differences aside… but the reality had been quite different. After the famous fight there had been another one, one that hadn't ended in blows, as might have been expected, but had ended with them giving each other an almost movie kiss because their faces had ended up centimetres from each other and they simply saved that distance to share their first kiss with each other. After that, their relationship had changed completely and, on the occasions when they felt that they were so stressed and so angry with each other, they would meet in some empty room in the company to kiss over and over again until they left each other without breath, until they ended up with red, swollen lips and until everything in them calmed down.
That had happened too many times during their pre-debut days, but after that those meetings had been less and less frequent, until, if Hyunjin remembered correctly, the last time they had done it had been about a year and a half ago. Deep down, he understood that Jisung would have remembered that after what had happened in the interview, but both of them had matured enough to end their frustrations in a much more normal way than by eating their friend's mouth, that's why he didn't understand why Jisung had asked him for explanations for something like that and on top of that he'd become so dramatic for his response, although it shouldn't surprise him that he'd become dramatic being the second most dramatic person in the group after himself.
"Jisung," he told him, trying to sound as calm as possible. “I think we're both mature enough to-”
Hyunjin had wanted to tell him that they were mature enough to deal with stress and problems in a different way, but before he could finish that sentence, Jisung had brought his hands up to his neck and then pulled him down until that their lips met, silencing the rest of the answer that he had wanted to give him with an intense kiss from the first moment, inserting his tongue into his mouth as he took advantage of the fact that Hyunjin was speaking. The boy tried to resist that kiss, Jisung's insistent lips, his tongue inside his mouth, wanting to get entangled with his, he really tried to resist, but only a few moments later he ends up letting himself be carried away by that kiss, searching for Jisung's tongue, responding to his movements, taking his hands to his narrow waist and clinging to him, uniting their bodies, moved by something that was awakening inside him, something that had been sleep for a long time. With the demanding schedules that everyone had, Hyunjin didn't even remember when the last time he had hooked up with someone had been and that contact, that kiss that began to leave him breathless felt like it was the first oasis he found after walking through the desert for too long.
They kissed, over and over again, tilting their heads to one side and the other, looking for the most comfortable position, their bodies getting closer, as if they wanted to merge into one, breathing through their nostrils even though they needed more oxygen than what was coming in through them, but without wanting to separate until the air became really necessary, breathing in a gasping manner, trying to recover all the oxygen that their lungs had to contain for the rest of their bodies to function properly, without stopping to look at each other straight into the eyes. There was a kind of wild gleam in Jisung's eyes, a gleam that used to appear only when he was on stage and he was enjoying what he was doing to the fullest. Hyunjin usually liked that glint in his eyes, but in those moments he didn't like him at all. The unexpected kiss that had left him breathless had pleased him because his body in need of a little affection had responded to him and he would thank him for that if it were anyone else, but it was Jisung and that would raise his ego to unsuspected levels, for which he would never thank him... but that glint in his eyes indicated to the boy that there was going to be something else, that he was thinking of something else and Hyunjin wasn't sure if he was going to like the idea that he could be plotting in that crazy little head of his.
“The kiss is a bit treacherous, don't you think?” he said, wanting to start the conversation with which he settled all that before Jisung put anything into practice, “but since you’ve what you wanted, I'm going to sleep, because in a while we have to be awake to record again.”
"Since you're here...”
"Now that I'm here, I'm going to my room, which is only two steps away," he cut him off, moving away from him a bit, because he knew perfectly well that if he let him talk or if he let him kiss him again, in the end, he was going to end up doing whatever he wanted. “Good night Han Jisung.”
Hyunjin took a step to turn towards the door and leave the place, but before he could take any more steps, Jisung's hands clung to his body, wrapping his arms around his waist, pressing against his back, fitting his face between his shoulder blades. His body was paralyzed, unable to take another step, anchored in that place, noticing the body of his groupmate, roommate and one of his best friends, clinging to him so he wouldn't leave.
"I know you've also remembered what we did a few years ago during the interview," Jisung murmured, against his back, his warm breath piercing the fiber of the old shirt he was wearing. “The kisses, the touches... and I also know that it's been a long time since anyone touched you... like me...”
Hyunjin couldn't help but sigh deeply. He had tried not to think about the other part of the things they had done when they were so stressed that the intense and hot stolen kisses were not enough for each other, the times they had taken advantage of staying late at night at the company and touching each other's each other in the bathrooms, away from everything and everyone who was swarming around the place at that hour... the times that, being on tour and sharing a room, they had decided to spend them awake instead of resting, discovering the each other's body while they were discovering themselves, giving themselves many first times to each other. Hyunjin hadn't wanted to think about it because, at the end of the day, they were just friends with a somewhat intricate common past that no one else knew or should have known about, a common past in which they had been everything the other needed in the moment when he needed it, friends who should stop crossing those lines because they were doing pretty well without doing it... however, having Jisung there, hugging him behind his back, asking him not to leave his room because he wanted him to reminisce about what they used to do in the past to get rid of all their frustration and stress at the gates of a comeback, it was something he wasn't sure he could reject without remorse. It wasn't like he didn't like being with Jisung like that, kissing, touching each other, he liked it quite a bit actually… and, in the end, he was weak.
"One day you'll get burned if you keep playing with fire," was all he said.
"It's the only thing I want right now... to burn... like we used to do before...2
Hyunjin finally didn’t know or couldn’t deny that and turned in Jisung's arms, taking his chin with his hand to raise his head and look at him for a few long moments before leaning over him to eat his mouth. A smile formed on the boy's lips as soon as their mouths met for a single second before responding to the kiss with hunger, almost fury, hugging Hyunjin's back tightly and sinking his fingers into his flesh, beginning to walk backwards, taking him with him to the bed and Hyunjin letting himself be guided without putting up any resistance to it. Perhaps he should have thought about it more, perhaps he should have put a line between them so that this wouldn’t happen again, but after so long without having had that kind of contact with anyone and the expectation of having it with Jisung again had played against of his poor reasoning. And it wasn’t because either of them was going to confuse their type of relationship when they both knew perfectly the terms of it, what they could expect from the other, from the first moment, but for Hyunjin perhaps it would have been more comfortable if they didn’t continue with that game, not to play with fire, because they could find other ways to satisfy themselves or release all their stress. However... there he had ended... doing it again... undressing Jisung in the same hasty way the boy undressed him, lying on the bed, sticking to him as if all he wanted was making their bodies one, rubbing against him, noticing how the temperature rose several degrees not only on his skin, but in the room.
Touching Jisung's hard member while the boy touched his, as they rubbed against each other, unable to stop kissing over and over again as their bodies became more and more sensitive was an exquisite experience that clouded his mind, which caused Hyunjin to only be carried away by pleasure, for what he liked more, for what generated more electrifying sensations that ran through his entire being, trembling thanks to Jisung's touch and making the other tremble too, knowing what he liked and how he liked it so that he enjoyed it. Their panting breaths, broken between the demanding kisses that didn’t stop, was the only thing that was heard in Jisung's room along with some slight moans that escaped from their lips when the pleasure was too much for them to contain and the pornographic and sexual spund of their members while they touched each other, until, minutes later, they both end up reaching the greatest pleasure, Jisung first, Hyunjin following only a few moments later. Their bodies tensed for a second before the fire that had been growing little by little finally broke out, staining their stomach and leaving them completely weak for a few moments. A satisfied smile appeared on Jisung's face, which was immediately replicated on Hyunjin's without Hyunjin being able to contain it, while they looked at each other for a few moments, saying nothing, just letting time pass for their bodies and minds to come back together and connect.
"Thank you," Jisung murmured.
"Shut up," Hyunjin replied, slapping him on the shoulder before getting up from the bed, listening to the boy's groans in the background, to grab the box of disposable tissues that he had on his desk and clean up the mess they had made just a moment ago. “Now take responsibility for making me lose hours of sleep and let me sleep peacefully” he told him, handing Jisung a few tissues so he could clean himself as well.
"Only if you stay here to sleep," the boy replied, looking at him and giving him a bright smile.
“Okay.”
Jisung's smile widened at his response and he quickly wiped all the cum from his torso before handing the dirty tissues to Hyunjin to throw it all in the trash can under his desk. Perhaps Hyunjin should have told him that it was better for him to go back to his room to sleep in his bed alone, but since he was there, since everything had happened between them again, he couldn't give it the same to just continue with everything, for that reason, he put his underwear back on and got into bed with Jisung, ready to sleep for whatever time he had left until he had to wake up again for the next schedule. And that wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last that they slept curled up with each other, having had a sexual encounter of any kind or not, but every time Jisung settled his face on his chest and hugged him tightly, Hyunjin had to calm the rapid pounding of his heart, breathe deeply and think about nothing so that sleep would overcome him, like he always used to do.
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