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Today, Donghyuck joins the members going back to Dream's apartment. The manager told him he could just contact him if he decides to go back to his own dorm after dinner.
After finishing his dinner with the others, Donghyuck stays on the dining chair in Dream's dorm, resting his head in his arms. Renjun is washing the dishes, which usually becomes each member's responsibility (Renjun complains each time a member leaves dirty plates on the sink. The rule doesn't exclusively apply to the ones living in the dorm, but also the members who just come occasionally, like Mark, Donghyuck, and Chenle. Everyone who eats gets to wash their own dishes). However, today Donghyuck is exceptionally off the hook since he's not in his best state. It allows him to doze off for a while.
Donghyuck can hear a faint buzz from the living room. Perhaps Jisung was watching some drama on the TV. Jeno and Jaemin are not in sight. Most likely, they have gone back to their room. Chenle, just like usual, was off with a different car since he went straight for his radio program. Donghyuck doesn't know whether Mark has gone back to 127's dorm, but he stayed in the studio earlier. Donghyuck guessed he's working on a personal project with Taeyong-hyung.
It's quite a quiet evening.
"You've worked hard."
Renjun hands him a mug of hot tea. He tries to recognize the smell for a moment; it's citrus mint tea. Renjun must have bought a new box very recently—Last weekend, Donghyuck saw only two bags left in the jar. It has become the petite boy's favourite ever since Donghyuck gave him one as a valentine gift last year. Luckily it's a regular variant sold in Starbucks, not the seasonal kinds of stuff, so they can just repurchase it every time they need it.
Donghyuck also notices a hint of honey. Great. As expected from his boyfriend. He just knows what Donghyuck exactly needs.
They have just come back from the recording for their new album. This time, the title track is really challenging as it contains long streaks of high notes and adlibs. If the reff alone is considerably high already, the climax pushes Donghyuck's upper limit. He consulted with his vocal instructor the previous day, discussed each of the parts with Renjun and Chenle, and practised between the video call events and filming for NCT 127 upcoming job.
Donghyuck has done this countless times for more than 5 years already. He knows his own limit, but this is one rare occasion where he totally loses his voice. He's grateful that he somehow managed to complete all of his parts before he collapsed. He wouldn't want to know what happened if the recording were halted when the schedule was packed already. They have no gaps for rescheduling.
He blows some air to his piping hot tea and takes a big gulp. The liquid burns his throat, that it hurts, but it's somehow comforting at the same time, feeling like a warm compress around his neck.
Renjun comes back with another mug in his hands and takes a seat next to him.
"Feel better?" Renjun looks at Donghyuck softly while he reaches for the slightly younger's forehead with his other hand. "You don't have any fever, do you?"
Donghyuck wants to answer, but the moment he voices the first syllable, his throat stings. He just shakes his head.
"You looked kinda red. I was afraid you have a fever, but it seems like it's only a sore throat?"
Donghyuck nods. It feels so strange, though. He never had this kind of sore throat. He rarely gets sick; the only time he was absent from a schedule was when he got an injury.
He blankly stares at the mug in his hands. Yeah, maybe he's just a bit too tired.
"Okay, then let's get you to rest early. I think I have cough syrup in my room. Let's take that." Renjun goes on. Donghyuck's heart might or might not have skipped a beat on that. "You don't have any schedule for tomorrow, right?"
Donghyuck shakes his head again. He has talked with his manager about his condition. Luckily he has no schedule for tomorrow—or to be precise, no plan that requires his voice in the upcoming several days.
"Great. Stay the night here. I'll tell Manager-hyung."
This time, Donghyuck nods quickly. Unlike previously when the exhaustion seeped in, this time Donghyuck can feel eyes sparkle, and his smile grows bigger. Hearing the prospect of having Renjun's cuddle has somehow given him an energy boost.
Looking at the boy across from him, Renjun laughs so heartily.
"I can somehow see you're excited, but it's so funny you're so quiet right now," said the Chinese boy in between his laugh, "usually you're so loud I always wanna smack you. Sorry not sorry, boyfriend or not, you're still a bit annoying." Donghyuck wants to counter-argue, but he can't at the moment, so he just pouts with a frown between his eyebrows. The other male laughs harder.
"I mean, I wanna smack you like this ." All of a sudden, Renjun cups Donghyuck's face and brushes his lips against the other boy. It's definitely not their first, but the fact that it's Renjun who initiates it sends a beautiful kind of butterflies on his stomach. As Donghyuck closes his eyes, he can feel Renjun smile into the kiss, making him smile along.
It was all soft and sweet, with Renjun peppering feathery kisses all over Donghyuck's cheeks, nose, and forehead. But it doesn't help when Renjun looks through his eyes and suddenly adds, "Too bad we can't do this in public."
Donghyuck doesn't know whether it's just a random, snarky comment following Renjun's previous flirt attempt or if he really means it —but it flicks a switch inside Donghyuck.
Renjun is about to retract his hold from Donghyuck's face when the other boy grabs his neck and pulls him back into another kiss. Renjun doesn't resist when Donghyuck softly bites his lower lip, asking for permission to go deeper. Renjun welcomes him as he tilts his head for better access. The previously small pecks quickly turns into a heated kiss.
Donghyuck has a lot to say, but he cannot trust his voice at the moment, so he kisses with desperation to convey what he wants to. ' You don't understand how hard I have to hold myself not to kiss you on the lips, especially in front of those cameras,' he says as he sucks on Renjun's tongue. ' Don't you think it's so pathetic that I only get to kiss your elbow, seriously?' Their lips part away for a split second as they try to breathe in some air, but soon they chase each other lips again. ' You're so mean trying to get away from me each time I try to kiss you.'
Donghyuck pulls the smaller boy by his waist, so close until their chest collides; Renjun practically straddles his lap now. Donghyuck's mouth moves onto the corner of Renjun's lips, tracing along his sharp jaw until he reaches his neck. Donghyuck grazes his nose along the length, drinking in the faint orange blossom scent wore by the petite boy, mixed with a sheer sweat. He continues until he feels Renjun tugs quite harshly on his hair, demanding more kisses. He smirks as he claims the slightly older's neck with sloppy, wet-mouthed kisses all over and eagerly sucks the skin just a bit under his ear.
(Donghyuck knows best the places Renjun loves his love bites. Those are the areas not directly captured by the cameras, roughly hidden by Renjun's hair mullets but clear enough for Donghyuck to see.)
Renjun lets out a moan when Donghyuck sucks another mark on the crook of his neck, and he takes it as a cue to go on. Donghyuck loves it when he makes Renjun moan; it sounds like a beautiful melody to his ears, a song he'd never get bored of.
Donghyuck pulls away for a bit, taking his time to admire the sight of his boyfriend. Renjun is so pretty, with his face flushed, lips swollen red, and bluish marks colouring his neckline.
Donghyuck captures Renjun's chin as he plants another kiss to his mouth while his other hand roams over Renjun's soft ass. He pulls it closer—as if they can get any more closer. He can feel his growing erection meets with Renjun's slightly damp clothed cock.
"H-Hyuck, wait—"
Donghyuck's breath gets heavier. He cannot wait . He's this close to fuck his boyfriend right here and right now , but suddenly Renjun pushes him on the shoulder.
"Hyuck! Stop!" Renjun shouts. "Not today! You gotta rest!"
It takes some more (physical) pushes from Renjun and all his willpower for Donghyuck to get down from his high. And when he's down, he frowns . And pouts . So bad.
"Renmmmh..." 'Renjun-ah,' he tries to complain, but it turns out as a grunt.
"I'm sorry, Baby, no buts. I really love you, but we cannot risk you. Your voice is more important."
Renjun looks down at his boyfriend, tries his best to sound firm even though Donghyuck sends him a pleading stare, even though how bad Renjun himself craves touches too.
"Let's get back to the room," Renjun carefully stands up from his position, holding Donghyuck's hand in his. "No fucking! You have to rest!"
Donghyuck sends him another puppy-like pleading stare. Renjun just sighs.