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"Hyung, have you ever slept with anyone before?"
Woonhak's question came out of nowhere, asked into the peaceful evening silence of the maknae's dimly lit room.
"W-what?" Jaehyun sputtered, startled by the suddenness of the question. He sat up halfway to stare at his boyfriend of almost six months, the younger's head slipping off his arm with the movement.
Woonhak grumbled a little at the sudden shift and rolled his eyes. "You heard me," he said, making Jaehyun frown. Although he was a polite boy, Woonhak had become awfully cheeky over the past few years, talking back to Jaehyun all the time. Ever since they started dating, it might have even become worse. Maybe because Woonhak now knew just how big of a soft spot his hyung had for him - he was clearly taking advantage.
But Jaehyun was still too startled to nag about it now, so he settled on simply replying to Woonhak's question.
"I... have," he said slowly. "Once."
"Oh." The expression in Woonhak's eyes changed a little at those words. Jaehyun liked to pride himself on being able to read his maknae like an open book, but for once he wasn't quite sure how to interpret the current look on his boyfriend's face.
"It wasn't anything serious," he continued, observing Woonhak closely as he spoke. "We met at a high-school party... I don't even remember his name anymore."
Woonhak nodded subtly against the pillow, seeming to process the information. Then his expression relaxed ever so slightly, and Jaehyun really wanted to know what was going on inside his head at the moment.
"But, Hak... why are you asking?" he questioned carefully.
Woonhak's lashes fluttered down, breaking the eye contact they'd been holding. "I, well..." he began, bringing his hands together to fumble with his fingers in an uncharacteristic display of nervousness. He bit his lip and let out a faint exhale.
"I want to try."
The last words were spoken quickly and almost in a whisper, but Jaehyun still caught them. His eyes widened as he realised what Woonhak was saying.
"Y-you want to..." Jaehyun's words broke off midway, and he shook his head before continuing, as though making sure he wasn't imagining things. "With... with me?"
Woonhak turned even more embarrassed, his cheeks flushing so deeply that it was clearly visible even in the low glow of the bedside lamp.
"Hyung! Who else would I want to try with?" he whispered loudly, finally sitting up too. Finding Jaehyun's eyes again, he gave the older a piercing look. It didn't really look intimidating with how red his face was, though. "You're my boyfriend, you dumbass."
"Yah, is that how you talk to your hyung?" Jaehyun finally scolded.
But before Woonhak could shoot anything back, Jaehyun's expression softened completely. He gently placed both hands on Woonhak's shoulders, turning fully serious.
"Woonhak..." he murmured, and he could feel the way Woonhak's breath caught beneath his palms just as much as he saw it on his face. "If you really want to, then of course. Yes. I'd love to be your first, baby."
Woonhak kept staring at him quietly, knowing that Jaehyun wasn't done talking yet. Jaehyun continued. "But not because you suddenly decided tonight."
He slid his hands down Woonhak's arms until they found Woonhak's, gently taking the younger's warm hands into his own. "I want you to still want it tomorrow."
A faint pout appeared on Woonhak's lips and Jaehyun immediately felt the urge to lean in and kiss it away, but he waited for the younger to speak his mind first.
"I didn't suddenly decide tonight," Woonhak said. His voice was still shy, but something firm slipped into it. "I really want to."
Jaehyun's expression softened further if that was even possible, and he warmly squeezed Woonhak's fingers. "Then I really want it too," he smiled before leaning in and pressing a chaste peck to Woonhak's mouth. "But not tonight, Hak, yeah? We have a very busy schedule tomorrow."
Woonhak's shoulders slumped a little, and Jaehyun had to hold back a laugh at the sight. "We also don't have any... stuff right now," he added, going for a faint smirk.
Woonhak's blush deepened again at the implication, and he lowered his eyes back to the sheets. For a moment he seemed to think about Jaehyun's words, then he sighed. "You're right."
"'Course I am," Jaehyun replied obnoxiously. Then he let go of Woonhak's hands in favour of brushing over his head lovingly. "Let's just go to sleep for now, hm?"
As soon as Woonhak nodded, Jaehyun threw himself back onto the bed, gesturing for the younger to shift closer. Woonhak complied, melting naturally into Jaehyun's open arms. There weren't many nights where they didn't end up entangled in one of their beds, no matter how tired they were from their busy idol days.
Jaehyun pressed his big maknae against his chest giddily, burying his nose in his hair. For a while they were both quiet, and he could feel Woonhak's breath slowly growing quieter. But despite being the one who'd suggested they'd sleep, he just couldn't get their previous conversation out of his head. Soon he was talking again, words muffled against the younger's hair. "I'm happy you trust me this much, Hak-ah. Truly," he said earnestly. "Honestly I can't wait to-"
"Enough, hyung!" Woonhak grumbled sleepily, weakly hitting Jaehyun's chest with a loose fist. "You said we should sleep." As if he weren't the one who had other ideas than sleeping just ten minutes ago.
"Alright, alright," Jaehyun chuckled, wrapping his arms tighter around his maknae. "Good night, baby."
For the next few days, their schedules were packed to the brim with comeback activities, and Jaehyun barely even had time to think about their conversation from that night, let alone bring it up with Woonhak again.
Whenever they crossed paths backstage or during practice, Woonhak would occasionally catch his eye and smile, making Jaehyun's heart skip a beat every single time. Sometimes one of them snuck in a kiss in the brief breaks where no camera was pointing at them and no other people were around.
But between the piling rehearsals, recordings, interviews, comeback stages and collapsing into bed exhausted at the end of each day, there was never really a chance to be alone.
Until one night, where they'd been told that their schedules would start a little later the next day, finally allowing them to get some well-deserved extra hours of sleep.
Jaehyun walked into his room after taking a shower to wash off the sweat from hours of dance practice, not surprised in the slightest when he found his boyfriend splayed out on his bed, waiting for him.
Jaehyun smiled gently. He carelessly threw the towel slung around his neck over a chair before easily slipping into bed beside Woonhak.
The younger boy looked adorable, his dark hair splayed out across the pillow, dressed in an oversized shirt - one Jaehyun recognized as his own - and a pair of his usual sleep shorts.
Unable to resist the sight in front of him, Jaehyun cupped one of Woonhak's soft cheeks in his palm. He leaned in, briefly brushing their noses together before pressing his lips against Woonhak's, just like he did almost every night before they went to sleep.
The younger let out a content sigh and brought his hands up to Jaehyun's shoulders.
When Jaehyun tried to pull back after a few seconds, though, Woonhak's hand quickly slipped to the back of his neck, pulling him down again and reconnecting their lips with a little more urgency than Jaehyun had expected so late at night.
But who was Jaehyun to complain? He hummed softly and tilted his head to deepen the kiss, lowering himself until he was lying fully atop Woonhak.
Woonhak wrapped his arms around him even tighter in return, and Jaehyun reveled in the familiar warmth of his touch and the quiet sound of their deepening kisses.
That was until Woonhak moved abruptly, firmly pressing his hips up against Jaehyun's own. The latter pulled back with a startled yelp, looking down at his flushed boyfriend with wide eyes.
"W-what are you doing?" he asked, still completely out of breath.
"Hyung..." Woonhak said - no, whined - in return, looking up at Jaehyun with half-lidded eyes. He curled his fingers tighter into Jaehyun's shirt and gazed up at him almost pleadingly. "I... can we..."
Oh.
Jaehyun suddenly understood.
The conversation from a few nights ago flashed through his mind. He stared at Woonhak for a long second as warmth spread through his chest, mixed with an all-too-familiar wave of concern.
Jaehyun bit his lower lip, trying his best to stay responsible. "We still don't even have anything," he reminded him, his voice coming out oddly strained.
Woonhak went quiet, his eyes shifting to the bedside drawer before finding Jaehyun's again.
"...Actually..."
Jaehyun immediately recognised that tone. He narrowed his eyes, trying to decipher Woonhak's restless expression.
"...Hak."
The boy didn't reply.
"Woonhak," Jaehyun tried again. "...What did you do?"
Finally sitting up a little, Woonhak pulled a plastic bag from the drawer beside the bed, holding it up between them bashfully. Jaehyun just stared at him, feeling a little speechless. He didn't need to look inside the bag to know what it contained.
"...You planned this."
"Maybe... I didn't want you to say no because we weren't prepared," Woonhak admitted, a determined frown appearing on his reddened face. "So... what now?"
Jaehyun sighed. "Baby, we still have schedules tomorrow."
"I don't care!" Woonhak shot back with unexpected vigour. "We don't have to dance tomorrow; it'll be fine. Unless..." Suddenly, he faltered. His shoulders slumped ever so slightly, and he looked up at Jaehyun with worried eyes. "Hyung... are you saying you don't want to? Am I being pushy? Did I-"
"No!" Jaehyun rushed out the moment he realised Woonhak might be about to cry. "God, no, Woonhak. No." He shook his head firmly, cradling the younger's face between both hands and looking deeply into his shining eyes.
"I want to," he said with emphasis. Then he brushed his thumb tenderly over Woonhak's cheek. "It's just... you know that it might hurt, right? I just want to be sure it's the right time. It's your first time, and I want anything but for you to look back on it with regret. As your boyfriend and your hyung, it's my responsibility to make sure you won't. I just want to make it good for you - as good as I can. Do you understand that, baby?"
"Jaehyun." The vulnerable tone that had filled Woonhak's voice just moments ago was gone now. He looked steady all of a sudden, and when he brought his hand up to rest it over one of Jaehyun's, his grip was firm. "I love you."
Those words came unexpectedly, but Jaehyun returned them easily nonetheless.
"Hyung loves you too," he promised with an emotional smile.
Woonhak nodded and smiled back just as lovingly before placing both hands on Jaehyun's shoulders again.
"So, can you just stop worrying and kiss me now?" he asked. "Please."
Jaehyun let out a slow breath through his nose, his eyes shifting back and forth between Woonhak's a few times.
He found nothing but steadiness in them. Trust. Love. The spark of hopeful anticipation.
Woonhak wanted this.
And... Jaehyun did too.
Jaehyun closed his eyes and leaned in.
As their lips met for the third time that night, Jaehyun's hands found their way to Woonhak's waist, his fingers securely pressing into the skin through his shirt.
Warmth spread through Jaehyun's chest, his heart swelling with happiness at the thought that Woonhak had chosen him.
At first he kissed Woonhak back softly, held back by a lingering trace of hesitance. But Woonhak leaned into him without the slightest sign of doubt, and so his uncertainty melted into a low heat that made him press closer with newfound confidence.
Woonhak moaned when Jaehyun pulled his bottom lip between his own, an involuntary shiver running through Jaehyun's body at the sound. He squeezed Woonhak's sides tighter and eagerly slipped his tongue into the younger's mouth, earning more needy noises in return.
As they kept kissing, Jaehyun's hands wandered down until they slid beneath the hem of Woonhak's shirt, slowly pushing it up.
With a soft, wet sound, he pulled back, pressing one more kiss to Woonhak's cheek before opening his eyes.
"Is this okay?" he asked, glancing down at where his hands rested beneath the younger's shirt. It wasn't the first time he'd rid Woonhak of his top, but he still wanted to be absolutely sure Woonhak was fully comfortable. Now more than ever.
Woonhak simply nodded quickly in response, so Jaehyun didn't waste another second pulling his shirt off completely.
Before he could admire the boy in front of him, though, Woonhak had already grabbed the hem of Jaehyun's shirt, tugging it upward impatiently.
"Eager, are we?" Jaehyun smirked, raising his arms to help him.
"And whose fault is that?" Woonhak huffed in return, though his voice sounded completely breathless and a little hoarse.
Jaehyun just laughed fondly, too excited to scold Woonhak for his lack of respect. He loved Woonhak's bratty side too much anyway.
Before Woonhak could complain, Jaehyun gently pushed him backward until his back met the mattress, following right behind. He settled atop him once more, diving straight into another heated kiss.
His hands began to roam Woonhak's body, his fingertips mapping out warm skin until the younger trembled faintly beneath his touch.
Jaehyun moved away from Woonhak's mouth, trailing warm kisses along the line of his jaw and down the curve of his neck, careful not to leave any marks as he nipped lightly at the skin in his wake.
Eventually arriving at Woonhak's chest, he paused, smiling softly at the breathless sound that escaped the younger.
"You're so criminally adorable, you know that?" he murmured, pressing another lingering kiss there before shifting down farther.
He buried his face against the soft skin of Woonhak's stomach as his hands found the waistband of his shorts. Jaehyun kissed there lovingly once before looking back up.
"Can I...?" he asked, tugging lightly at the fabric.
"Yes," Woonhak managed between uneven breaths, even lifting his hips slightly with a small whine. That was all the confirmation Jaehyun needed.
As he pushed Woonhak's remaining clothes down in one smooth motion, he shifted up again to capture his boyfriend's lips in another kiss.
"Are you nervous?" he asked when he pulled back.
The younger nodded, but before Jaehyun could say anything else, he spoke quickly, as though he already knew what Jaehyun was about to ask.
"But that doesn't mean I want to stop."
Woonhak reached up, burying a hand in Jaehyun's hair.
"Are you nervous, hyung?"
"So nervous," Jaehyun admitted honestly, leaning into Woonhak's touch as his nails scratched lightly against his scalp. "But mostly excited."
"Me too," Woonhak breathed, and Jaehyun suddenly felt like he might cry at the sight of those sparkling eyes looking up at him. He couldn't even form proper words inside his head that could describe just how lucky he felt at the moment.
"Keep going?" Woonhak whispered.
Jaehyun gave his lips one last gentle kiss before reaching for the bag that had shifted toward the edge of the bed, almost threatening to fall off.
His fingers closed around the small bottle inside, and he opened the cap with a quiet pop. Woonhak watched as Jaehyun poured some onto his hand, warming the cool, slippery gel between his fingers.
"Tell me if you want me to stop," he said, waiting for Woonhak to nod before shifting lower and settling between his legs. Jaehyun brushed his free hand reverently over the inside of Woonhak's thigh before carefully moving it aside.
His hands trembled slightly, but he did his best to keep them steady. More than anything, he wanted Woonhak to feel safe.
So he watched Woonhak closely, caressing his thigh reassuringly as he brought his other hand between his cheeks. At first, Woonhak flinched at the unfamiliar sensation of being touched there, but as soon as Jaehyun started murmuring soft praises and reassuring words, he tried his best to relax his body.
When Jaehyun finally slipped his first finger inside, Woonhak mewled.
"H-hyung," he choked out, his hands gripping the sheets tightly.
"Hmm, you're doing so well," Jaehyun hummed, continuing to brush his free hand soothingly over Woonhak's skin. He took his time before adding a second finger, wanting to reduce Woonhak's discomfort as much as possible.
When he eventually added a third, Woonhak was completely breathless, a tear running down his temple. But between small whines, he kept assuring Jaehyun that he was fine - that he was feeling good.
Jaehyun had probably never been this nervous in his life, but at the same time, there was a growing warmth inside him, one that intensified with every little reaction Woonhak gave him.
God, the boy was so beautiful.
"Ngh- hyung," Woonhak called eventually, blinking his eyes open to look down at Jaehyun with an unfocused gaze. "I think I'm ready."
Jaehyun bit his lip and pulled his fingers out slowly before immediately shifting up to gently brush Woonhak's sweaty hair out of his face. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
"You sure?" he whispered, just to make sure one last time.
Woonhak nodded, bringing up one hand to squeeze Jaehyun's bicep.
"'M sure."
That was enough confirmation for Jaehyun to reach for the bag again, fumbling a little as he pulled out one of the small condom packets and ripped it open with his teeth.
Woonhak hid his face behind one of his hands as Jaehyun rolled the condom on, making the older let out a soft, breathless laugh.
"Don't hide," Jaehyun murmured fondly. He reached up and wrapped his fingers around Woonhak's wrist, carefully lowering his hand.
"There you are."
Woonhak's cheeks had turned a deep shade of red, but after a moment he looked back at Jaehyun anyway, his eyes still beautifully shiny in the dim light.
"...Okay," he whispered.
Jaehyun positioned himself before leaning down again, capturing Woonhak's lips in another kiss. He didn't need to ask the younger if he was ready once more; he could see it in his eyes. It was still obvious that he was a little scared, just as Jaehyun was. But even more than that, they were filled with excitement. Anticipation. With love.
"I love you so, so much," Jaehyun whispered against his lips just as he started to push inside. A gasp tore from Woonhak at the same moment Jaehyun let out a low groan, their breaths mingling in the almost nonexistent space between them.
Woonhak wrapped his arms around Jaehyun's shoulders and sought out his lips once more as Jaehyun gave him time to adjust before carefully continuing.
Woonhak moaned and clawed lightly at Jaehyun's shoulders, his eyes squeezing shut as Jaehyun slowly bottomed out. Jaehyun had to close his own eyes at the overwhelming sensation of being inside Woonhak, the most wonderful boy in the world, whom he loved more than words could ever describe.
He couldn't wish for anything more than this.
"Still okay?"
"Yes. Just... feels so-" Woonhak's voice broke off into another breathless sound halfway through.
"Does it hurt?"
"A little," the boy admitted before quickly wrapping his legs around Jaehyun's hips when he saw the flash of worry that crossed Jaehyun's face. "No- I wanna keep going," he rushed out. "J-just give me a moment."
"Of course." A loving smile spread across Jaehyun's lips as he took one of Woonhak's hands and intertwined their fingers. "However much time you need."
Woonhak squeezed Jaehyun's hand firmly before leaning up to give him another deep, open-mouthed kiss. The older kissed him back just as deeply, their hands still entwined on the pillow beside Woonhak's head.
"Move," the boy said the moment they pulled back a minute or two later, curling his free arm around Jaehyun's neck and wrapping his legs even tighter around his hips.
""Hak..." Jaehyun said weakly, his fingers tightening around Woonhak's.
With a strained grunt he started moving, carefully at first. But when the look of slight discomfort on Woonhak's face gradually melted into one of pure pleasure, he grew more confident, picking up his pace a little.
Woonhak moaned and called out his name as Jaehyun started covering every inch of Woonhak he could reach with kisses and gentle love bites, breathing soft sounds of his own against his maknae's sweat-slick skin.
He let his hand wander all across Woonhak's body, continuing to rock his hips in a now steady rhythm that left both of them breathless.
At one point, Woonhak leaned up a little too eagerly, aiming for another kiss. Instead, their foreheads collided with a soft thunk, making them both freeze.
"...Ow."
Woonhak buried his burning face against Jaehyun's shoulder with an embarrassed groan, mumbling something completely incoherent that made Jaehyun laugh softly. The younger pulled back and tried to glare at him, but within moments they were both dissolving into breathless giggles. Then Woonhak leaned up again and pressed their foreheads together, murmuring a quiet, "Love you," against his lips.
It was beautiful.
Jaehyun held Woonhak even tighter, savoring every little sound that left his mouth, every twitch of his body. Woonhak clung to Jaehyun just as tightly, running his nails through his hair and lightly across his skin in a way that made Jaehyun shudder with pleasant thrills.
"Jae- hyung, I'm gonna..." Woonhak choked out after a while.
Jaehyun gritted his teeth and dug his nails into the messy sheets beside Woonhak's hip.
"Fuck," he cursed under his breath. "Me too, Hak. Me too."
It didn't take many more of Jaehyun's deep, steady thrusts before Woonhak came untouched, spilling onto his stomach and Jaehyun's chest, making an even bigger mess of their sweaty bodies.
The way he clenched around Jaehyun as he released brought Jaehyun to his own climax, and he followed soon after Woonhak, pulling out and collapsing onto the younger with a spent groan.
Jaehyun stayed on top of Woonhak like that while they each tried to catch their breath, not caring about the sticky feeling between them. Then he pushed himself up to find Woonhak's eyes. Woonhak was still flushed, his lips red and kiss-bitten, but he gave Jaehyun a tiny smile as soon as they made eye contact.
"Hyung... that was amazing," he breathed, a sense of awe evident in his voice.
Jaehyun lit up, tenderly bringing one hand up to brush it through Woonhak's messy hair. "You're so precious," he cooed, kissing Woonhak's cheek. "Hyung's so proud of you. You did so well, Hakie."
Woonhak let out a faint giggle when Jaehyun pressed his face against his cheek, nuzzling the soft skin.
He breathed in Woonhak's scent, simply reveling in the feeling of their shared body heat for a moment. His head was still a little fuzzy, filled with the afterglow of everything that had just happened.
Honestly, he could have stayed and fallen asleep like this, resting comfortably on top of his boyfriend, but then reality slowly settled back in. He needed to take care of Woonhak.
"We should get ourselves cleaned up..." Jaehyun eventually mumbled as he reluctantly moved away, pushing himself up to get out of bed.
Woonhak nodded and made an attempt to sit up too, but Jaehyun immediately pushed him back down.
"Nuh-uh," he said, waving a finger in front of Woonhak's face.
Then his expression softened as he brushed the back of his hand against Woonhak's cheek in a featherlight touch.
"You must be sore, baby. Let me take care of you, hm?"
Jaehyun went into the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean himself up before hurrying back with a glass of water and a wet towel.
"Drink this," he instructed gently as he started wiping down Woonhak's body, every touch light and careful, as though Woonhak were something utterly fragile.
"Does anything hurt?" he asked after a moment, his brows knitting together with concern.
Woonhak blinked up at him tiredly. "Well... a little," he admitted, making Jaehyun's hand stop instantly.
"Where?" His bottom lip jutted out into a pout.
Woonhak didn't even try to hide the small laugh that escaped him. "Where do you think?" he mumbled, then he rolled his eyes. "Hyung, don't look at me like that." With a fond smile he reached up to poke the little pout with his finger. "I'm okay."
"Promise?"
"Yes, I promise."
Only then did the older finally relax, letting out a quiet sigh before resuming what he had been doing.
He knew that Woonhak wasn't fragile. No, his maknae was strong. Probably stronger than anyone else he knew.
But he also knew that Woonhak's heart was more delicate than many people assumed. And with every small gesture, Jaehyun wanted to show him just how much he cared.
"Thank you, hyung," Woonhak said softly once he put the towel aside, brushing his hand over Jaehyun's bare shoulder.
After Jaehyun had picked up their still-clean sleep clothes, which had fallen onto the floor sometime over the past hour, and helped Woonhak put them back on, he slipped into bed beside the maknae again.
Woonhak immediately latched onto him, burying his face in Jaehyun's chest. The older chuckled and wrapped his arms securely around Woonhak, his heart threatening to burst from the amount of affection he was feeling for the boy in his embrace.
"I love you so much, Woonhak-ah," he murmured into the now quiet, peaceful space.
Woonhak curled his hand tighter against Jaehyun's back and pressed a small kiss to the older's collarbone.
"Me too," he whispered, letting out a content sigh.
Jaehyun thought Woonhak was about to fall asleep, but then the younger suddenly shifted, raising his head to peek up at Jaehyun.
"...So I'm really an adult now," he declared proudly.
Jaehyun laughed incredulously at Woonhak's silly remark, bringing up a hand to pinch his boyfriend's cheek. "That's not how it works, my baby."
"I'm not a baby, I literally just-"
"Although," Jaehyun interrupted gently, his smile softening, "you'll probably always be my baby... you were already an adult long before tonight."
Woonhak blinked at him, momentarily speechless. Slowly, he closed his mouth, the protest dying on his tongue.
Jaehyun couldn't help but smile to himself. Sometimes he thought people still underestimated Woonhak because he laughed loudly, fooled around, and loved being the youngest. But Jaehyun had watched him grow for four years. He had seen the way Woonhak carried himself and his team through exhausting schedules, how deeply he cared for the people around him, and how dependable he had become, maybe without even realising it himself.
Tonight hadn't made Woonhak an adult.
If anything, it had simply reminded Jaehyun how proud he already was of the person Woonhak had grown into.
A slow, satisfied smile spread across Woonhak's face before he buried it against Jaehyun's chest again. The older leaned in to kiss his hair.
"Sleep well."
"Mm," Woonhak just hummed in return, then the room fell into silence. Again, it didn't last long, though.
"...Hyung?"
"Yeah?" Jaehyun whispered back tiredly.
"...I'm really happy."
Jaehyun smiled into his maknae's hair.
"Me too."