Sung Joon's Room

@[B] Sung Joon ( what I meant, what I meant lol. sorry I've been really out of it lately~ )

Jackson nodded lightly at the other's words before he began to eat. He ate contentedly, looking over to the other male and chuckling lightly at the sight of him stuffing his face. "I'm glad you like it," Jackson said with a light smile as he ate his food."I can tell you were hungry. "

@[M] Jackson {pot is weed. Not crack. Joon doesn't do crack lol. }

"Yeah, I'm fine. Really hungry," he said, squirting some ketchup onto his eggs. He began to eat without another word, stuffing his cheeks to the brim. He moans as he stuffs his face, eyes closed as he savors the food. His taste buds probably wouldn't be this alive had he not smoked earlier. This was better. This feeling of happiness. "This is great."

@[B] Sung Joon ( haha, I did, of course. Just to see him smoking crack in the bathroom by himself in the morning is what surprised Jackson, because he knew most people smoked when something was on their mind~ )

Jackson cooked quickly with ease, he'd always had a bit of a knack for cooking, really. Jackson looked up to Sung Joon as he entered the room, sending him a light smile. "Eggs and pancakes, I hope that's alright by you," He told the other as he served two plates of food. Once the table was set and Sung Joon was sitting, he carried the plates over and set them down, sitting beside Sung Joon. It wasn't til he was sat beside him that he noticed his red, puffy eyes. "Is everything alright Joon, is something wrong?" Jackson asked as he looked to the other male, sincere concern shining in his eyes.

@[M] Jackson {CRACK?!? WHAT. WHAT? You're killing me. I thought you knew Joon was a pot head xD}

Sung Joon felt like he shouldn't keep the other waiting but he couldn't really move faster than he was at the moment. He skipped doing a few things to cut down on time and simply pulled on sweatpants, no boxers, and a t shirt. He trudged into the kitchen and poured himself a glass of juice. "Smells good. What'd you make?" he asked, peering into the pan. His stomach growled instantaneously and he began setting the table. His eyes were probably red and he could feel that he was squinting but the effort it took to open his eyes more was too great. He sipped his juice and sat at the table, looking at Jackson expectantly.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson could tell something was weighing on Sung Joon's mind, but he just pushed it aside for the moment being. He made his way to the kitchen and began to cook breakfast for two, humming lightly as he began to crack eggs into the pan. He cooked mindlessly, until a familiar scent drifted into his nose. The scent he hadn't gotten even a slight whiff of in months. He set down his pan, turning the stove top down as not to set the house to flames, and followed he strong smell all the way to it's source. The bathroom, where Sung Joon was taking a shower. Sung Joon was smoking crack in the bathroom. He was surprised, not necessarily in a bad way, just surprised. And he stood there for just a second, dumbfounded. But as he heard the shower water turned off he went back to the kitchen and finished up breakfast, mentally deciding if he should say something or not.

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@[M] Jackson He nodded, eyes still downward. He didn't look at the other as he said, "Okay." The man slowly climbed out of bed and began walking towards the bathroom, eyes straight ahead. "I'm gonna take a shower." On his way to 'take a shower' he grabbed his bowl, a lighter, and his stash. Once he has closed the door behind him, he locked it and turned the shower on. Despite the fact that Jackson was staying he still felt inexplicably empty and uncomfortably neutral. He rested his things on the sink, packing a bowl as he avoided his reflection. He left the shower running while he smoked in the bathroom in an attempt to make himself feel something other than this heavy sadness that seemed to creep up on him. He never necessarily sought help when he felt like this; instead he avoided it and got high. It helped, no matter how short lived that was. When he was done smoking he went into the shower and just stood there. He cried a little but it felt difficult to even get the tears out. Again he bit his cheek and washed up quickly. He left his things in the bathroom in case he wanted to come back later and cry, then came out and got dressed silently with puffy eyes.

@[B] Sung Joon "I mean, should I?" Jackson asked as he turned to look at Sung Joon. He'd expected that by bringing it up, Sung Joon had meant that he wanted him to leave, he was a bit surprised when he found out that that wasn't true. He stopped dressing as Sung Joon spoke, all he had on was his boxers and his shorts. "I mean, but would you mind if I stayed a bit? I mean I could make the two of us breakfast.. I really do enjoy to spend time with you, Joon," Jackson replied simply as he looked to Sung Joon for his answer.

@[M] Jackson "Oh, are you going home?" he asked, sitting Indian style on the bed. He watched the other getting dressed, not making any moves to get dressed himself. "That wasn't me asking you to leave. I was just rambling. But, you have every right to leave if you want or have somewhere to go or something..." He picked at the sheets, pulling on loose threads. He withdrew into himself, not liking the feeling of being left. Had it been anyone else, he wouldn't care but he stupidly thought there was maybe something more between him and Jackson. 'It's the talking. it up, you little ,' he thought to himself, biting on the inside of his cheek just to remind himself what real pain feels like.

@[B] Sung Joon "I don't have much to say either, really.. I just... I guess I was just really tired last night. I honestly can't remember the last time I slept that long. I'm sorry about that," Jackson explained simply as he looked around the room for his clothes, getting redressed, not in a rush, but not moving sluggishly.

@[M] Jackson He wasn't necessarily accustomed to sleeping beside another person other than his ex. He hadn't seen said ex in weeks, maybe months although the two were supposed to be using this time to reconcile their differences and build up their relationship once more. "Me too," he answered simply. "So did you want to talk about last night or are we just ignoring it? I mean, I don't have anything to say but maybe you do or something. Usually my guests don't stay. Well...usually it's me that doesn't stay."

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson let his legs tangle around Sung Joon's, and pulled him closer in his arms. It was comfortable, really. The warmth of the other male in his arms was entirely compelling to the sleeping Jackson. But now, Jackson was awake. And his only concern was that Sung Joon wouldn't exactly be compelled to that closeness. He sat up slowly and stretched out his arms. "Hi. I slept great actually, you?" He asked, entirely nonchalant. As if they hadn't slept together hours before.

@[M] Jackson Sung Joon snuggled closer against the other upon feeling the arm around him. He wrapped a leg around the other, letting out a soft groan. He pressed his face into Jackson's chest, breathing in his scent. When he realized it wasn't a dream he slowly looked up to find an equally as confused looking Jackson. "Uh..." He rubbed his eyes and sat up. "Hi. Sleep well?"

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson was a heavy sleepy, an entirely too heavy sleeper, really. He didn't stir even a bit at the noise coming from the kitchen, just nuzzling the pillow under his head comfortably and rolling around the bed in his slumber. As Sung Joon joined him in the bed, Jackson rolled over a bit to sling a lazy, sleepy arm over him, enjoying the warmth emitted from the small male curled up in his arms. He slept continuously for hours upon hours, catching up on the sleep that work never allowed him to have. He slept even as the sun began to shine through the windows, the only time he began to stir being when he finally began to comprehend the warmth beside him. When Jackson slept, if was usually alone, so slightly confused, Jackson's brain slowly woke him up to see what the source of warmth on the bed beside him was. So Jackson's still sleep-filled eyes slowly blinked open, and he looked over to Sung Joon. All at once memories of the previous night flashed into Jackson's head. And he hadn't a clue what to say at all.

@[M] Jackson Once the bartender felt clean enough, he hopped out of the shower and sleepily went over to the kitchen. He stood in fron of the open fridge, eating leftover takeout and shivering as the cool air touched his wet skin. The light from the fridge was the only light he needed, even squinting against it at times while he stuffed his face with Singapore noodles and Szechuan shrimp. He finished off with a cold Krab Rangoon and washed it all down with the other half of the A&W he hadn't finished earlier. With a loud burp, he shut the fridge, tossed the wooden chopsticks he'd been using in the trash and towel dried himself all the way to the bedroom. He pulled a t shirt over his head and crawled into bed, mindful of the wet spot. He curled up against Jackson's thankfully warm frame, pressing his face against the other's back. His mind didn't register the fact that Jackson actually hadn't left. Within a few minutes of his muscles relaxing, Sung Joon drifted off to sleep, drooling ever so slightly.

It wasn't until nearly three in the morning that he'd stir and wake up. The other seemed to still be asleep and Sung Joon used that opportunity to take his phone. He guessed the password with disappointing ease and first looked through the others photos. He made sure to act quickly, pairing the device with his own and sharing pictures from the younger's phone to his own. He scanned through contacts quickly and internet history before ending his little invasion of privacy by listening to any voicemails on the device. He had to at least know something. Anything. He only slept because of the combination of greasy food, alcohol, and . He was cleared headed now. He couldn't leave Jackson a complete stranger, but, he wouldn't look for more on the other. Sung Joon forced himself to put the phone back and slip back into bed beside the other.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson soon regained his breath, letting his eyes fall shut as he relaxed. He watched as the other retreated to the bathroom, clearly seeking to clean himself up. Jackson didn't know if he should go or stay, really. He thought Sung Joon may want him to leave. But despite that thought, it had been getting later and later, and dark had filled the sky, and Jackson had already been slightly tired at the beginning of their encounter. So, without quite realizing it, Jackson had pulled the covers half over his body, and drifted to sleep to the sound of the running shower.

@[M] Jackson It came as a relief when Jackson finished at the same time. The gentle hand running along his side was comforting and he wanted to snuggle up to the other, however, the sticky mess on his stomach prevented him from doing so. He slowly peeled himself up from the bed and silently trudged to the bathroom. He waited for the water to get warm before tiredly getting in, spending the first ten minutes just standing beneath the steady stream. Sung Joon eventually got around to washing up, vaguely wondering if Jackson would he gone when he returned.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson's hands moved to Sung Joon's hips, steadying them in place since he knew it was only getting harder and harder for the other male to hold himself up. He pushed into the other male deep and hard, wanting to make him feel an intense amount of pleasure, something stronger than he ever had before. The small noises releasing Sung Joon's lips were all Jackson needed as assurance that he was, in fact, succeeding at his goal. He knew before Sung Joon did that he was close to his release. He could feel the tight pressure of his being squeezed within the other male's tight walls. And with one last hard , he released at the same time as Sung Joon, deep into his core. He moved to lie beside Joon as he panted quietly, trying to regain his breath. His hand moved to Sung Joon's side, running up and down it gently, as a way to relax the other male.

@[M] Jackson {I appreciate it <3 }

Sung Joon couldn't stop a smile from spreading on his face as he listened to Jackson's breathing. He'd already stopped pushing back, unable to keep up with the pace Jackson had set. He buried his face in a pillow, resting his whole upper body but leaving his backside raised. It was too difficult to hold himself up at this point; the most he could manage were the noises he was making. It all happened so quickly that he didn't realize he was about to . The same second he acknowledged the urge, he exploded onto the sheets, his whole body quivering. With a whimper he collapsed onto the bed.

@[B] Sung Joon ( no worries~ always feel free to take your time with replies, I'm patient )

Jackson slowly picked up his face, increasing the speed of his s into Sung Joon's still adjusting . He knew it'd take the other male a minute or two to adjust, and when his moans began to spill he knew he had. And he began to his hips harder, pushing deeper into the other male.

As he heard Sung Joon's stomach began to growl. Jackson couldn't help but to let out a light chuckle, the other male must've been very hungry. He nodded at Sung Joon's words. "Got it," He replied simply, honestly adoring the feeling of Sung Joon pushing back against him before he pulled nearly all the way out and absolutely slammed into Sung Joon. Much harder, much deeper, and much faster than before. His pace was fast, but he knew Sung Joon would be able to handle it, he knew he'd love it, actually, judging by the way he'd loved just the feeling of pushing back against him. So he continued this muh quicker, deeper, harder pace, absolutely adoring the way Sung Joon's walls clamped so tightly around him.

@[M] Jackson {I'm sorry}

The feeling was foreign at first but soon enough it became a natural, even pleasant rhythm that Sung Joon couldn't necessarily separate from topping. With the hand that wasn't tightly wrapped around Jackson's he gripped the sheets, face buried in the soft mass of cotton and silk below him. He let out a few moans here and there, just to let Jackson know he was ok, but for the most part was quiet. He didn't want to disrupt the lovely silence that had surrounded them. He wanted to just listen to the rustle of the bedsheets, Jackson's breathing, the quiet creak of the bed with each ...It was magical. He'd never paid attention to that crap before. He was always concerned about getting off. Not to say he wasn't concerned with that same notion now-- definitely not the case. This experience was just so different that even a cynic like himself knew to appreciate it.

Of all times his stomach chose then to growl. He ignored it at first but when it persisted he couldn't help but laugh. He looked back at Jackson with half closed eyes and smiled. "Hurry up and pound me so I can eat," he laughed. To emphasize his seriousness, he pushed back against the inside him, speeding up the rhythm himself. He bit his lip, eyes closing from the ecstasy that washed over him. So good. So ing good.

@[B] Sung Joon "Breath slow, it'll help," Jackson said quietly to the other, knowing from his own experience that it would help him to relax. The quiet in the room wasn't an uncomfortable one really, somehow Jackson felt so comfortable with Sung Joon, this stranger lying under him. The stranger that didn't really feel like a stranger at all to him honestly. He let his fingers lace together with Sung Joon's, returning a light squeeze to his hand. And when Sung Joon gave the word, Jackson slowly pulled out of him, before pushing his length back in, repeating the motion slowly, at first.

@[M] Jackson Grateful that Jackson was able to wait, Sung Joon took that time to calm himself and get used to the feeling of having someone inside him. It kind of felt like the air itself was standing still. There was a sense of silence around them, which in and of itself has a sound. Their breathing was more apparent, making Sung Joon more conscious of how loudly he was breathing. He buried his face in the pillow in an attempt to quiet himself. He reached back for the hand trailing along his side and held on to it, intertwining their fingers. Jackson's skin was warm and inviting. His touch alone was a source of comfort for Sung Joon. This feeling of vulnerability was foreign to him. He was always the one on top, literally and figuratively. Now, here he was getting involved with a stranger. He didn't have his usual opportunity to hack his partner. All he knew was what Jackson told him. They could all be lies for all he knew. Jackson could be a weirdo. He could be a e or some . But, he didn't seem like it. It was strange. Sung Joon wasn't on guard like he usually was. Sure he was drunk but he knew exactly what was going on. There was no confusion. Sung Joon gave Jackson's hand a squeeze. He was real. This wasn't some hyper-real dream induced by too many drugs. He was uninformed and essentially in the dark, and for now, it was alright.

"Uh, I'm ready," he murmured.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson pressed soft kisses down the back of Sung Joon's neck to calm him a bit as he slowly pressed into him. He knew the other was in pain and was trying hard to relax quickly, so he gave him all the time he needed to do so. One of his hands ran down Sung Joon's side, just further trying to calm him down and help him to relax. "Tell me when.." He whispered softly, not wanting to move til he knew Joon was used to his length, not wanting to hurt him anymore than he had to.

@[M] Jackson He wasn't sure what to expect but wasn't exactly surprised when he felt truly how large Jackson was. Gritting his teeth, Sung Joon clutched his pillow tightly, burying his face to muffle any sounds of pain he might make. Thankfully the other had stretched him beforehand; this could've been so much worse. Once the younger was fully seated inside of him, he took a few labored breaths, feeling a little lightheaded. He groaned, trying to get comfortable once more. His palms were sweaty and his nerves grew second by second as he tried to pull himself together and adjust quickly.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson let out a light groan in pleasure as Sung Joon's hand moved to his , moving up and down it. As he felt Sung Joon beginning to push down against his fingers, he knew he was adjusted to the feeling, and he slipped one more in, just for good measure, to make sure he was all stretched out. He looked back to the other's eyes, nodding his head lightly. "Okay Joon," He replied, voice soft.

He nodded at the other's words as he slipped off of his fingers. He waited for the other to get ready, and info position before he moved to hover over Sung Joon, lining himself up before slowly pushing himself in to the other male's stretched entrance.

@[M] Jackson Wrapping his hand around Jackson's , Sung Joon began to pump the . He swiped his thumb around the pre leaking tip, letting out a moan in the process. He wasn't feeling any pain from Jackson's ministrations and was rather eager to feel his girth penetrate him. He pushed back against the fingers inside him, slowly at first, then more comfortably when he realized it didn't hurt to do that either. His fingers raked through Jackson's hair lightly. "I want to feel you inside me," he said, watching the other closely. He locked eyes with him, just staring while the other continued to pump his fingers in and out of the bartender. His eyes were hooded and swimming with lust, his breathing shallow, his lips slightly parted.

The room had already begun to smell like . He stopped Jackson's fingers, gently pulling them out and whispered, "Hang on." He climbed down and hurried over to the light switch,turning the light off before running back over to Jackson. He climbed onto the bed and lay flat on his stomach, knees propping his up. He pulled a pillow close, wrapping his arms around it and resting his head comfortably.

@[B] Sung Joon Jackson pushed his finger deep into the other male, beginning to stretch him out slowly as he left his chin resting on his head. He could tell it'd been awhile since the other had been stretched out. He let his lips move hungrily against the other male's, to distract him from the pain he may be feeling in his at the moment as he slowly slid another finger in. The other was doing a very good job at relaxing.

@[M] Jackson The elder was only briefly shocked at the feel of Jackson's lube slicked fingers against his hole. It was just the sudden cold that got him, causing him to jump slightly. He kept his face buried in the other's neck as the digits slipped further inside of him. It had definitely been a while since he'd been in this position. He did his best to relax and pulled Jackson in for a long kiss. He ignored the feeling of the fingers inside him and instead focused on Jackson's soft lips and the way they made his twitch deliciously. His heart was beating hard from the adrenaline rush. was always his favorite part--aside from the n of course.

@[B] Sung Joon ( it's not ty its a perfectly good reply. )

Jackson watched as the other male pulled out condoms and different bottles of lube from the drawer, reaching to one of the bottles without even seeing what was what before squirting it onto his fingers and making his way to the other male's . It wasn't long after his finger began circling the other male's entrance that he pushed in, giving Sung Joon just a second to adjust.