↳ male trainee rooms

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@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //chases after your lips, my hands sliding down your sides, appreciatively panning around your waist and resting against the round plump of your , gently kneading with just of my fingers/
You know i love hearing that. I can't wait to see and feel and *taste* all of you.
//squeezes your to underline my words/

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *pulling back for a moment to greedily consume the sight of you beneath me, one hand reaching down to cup the curve of your cheek. Fondly I lean back down to press a chaste kiss to your lips, fingers getting to work at ing your button down*
Trust me, sweetheart, I'm going to worship you. Every inch of your body will feel my lips by the end of the night.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //cackles from my predicament, before yelping out at the smack and then suddenly I'm flying only to crash on my in the plush sheets/
//arms quickly rise to greet you, wrapping around you to keep you close and kiss back, mouth nipping at yours hungrily as i inhale your scent/
Mmmm, yeah? Show me how much you missed me

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *walks into our dorm room with you over my shoulder, free hand reaching up to land a solid smack to your cheek. Once I reach the bed, I throw you down onto it and crawl over the front of your body until I'm covering you, lips finding yours in a heady kiss*
Missed you baby.

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ .... ded I'm starting a new thread

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //busts down the door, hailing in the room carrying the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke from the bar, ripping my shirt off on the way to the bed/
You ing little minx.
//shirt discarded, i crash on top of you, grabbing your face/
Making me leave the bar early, it was happy hour you know.
// a stripe along your jaw and across your mouth/
Sorry i smell like an ashtray, Joo smokes like a chimney.
//mutters quickly, before slotting my mouth against yours aggressively, dipping my tongue in to taste/
Show me how much you missed me.

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@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Close your mouth, you'll eat a fly.
//grins up at you, poking a finger under your chin to pick your mouth closed, but also to use it to guide you closer to my face, a smirk blooming where your lips just left mine as i use the same hand that is now on your neck to keep you close and make sure our lips touch just barely while i talk; low voice almost purring, fully enjoying the weight of your arm around my waist/
You like this outfit so much - you should see me without it, Sang-ah.
I can't wait to get back home, so I can spoil you *and* myself.

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ I don't want better ones, you watch, when us two get famous, I'm going to have these in my ears for all those fancams and pictures the fans will take of me.
*I yell out excitedly, allowing you to take your time dressing. I'm sat on the bed, reclining against your soft pillow, fingers scrolling through my phone. Litting my eyes once you come out, there's a dazed smile on my face, tongue swiping over my bottom lip as I give you a once overr*
You're stunning, I almost don't want to take you on this dat now, kind of want to tangle you up in this bed with me now.
*grinning, I swing my legs over the side of the bed and make my way over towards you, hand on your waist*
You're gorgeous Woo, you always are, but this, you look so breathtaking.
*leans in to press a kiss to the corner of your lips*
Can't wait to take you on a date and spoil you.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //makes a weak noise of protest at being mushed and pushed around, but quiets down fairly quickly, muffled in your mouth; then blink, shellshocked from the whole ordeal when you pull away as if you didn't just manhandle me and make your promises/
Yah, we'll get you better ones when you debut, are you crazy!
//huffs and finally rolls out of bed, hips and waist cracking like a glowstick, shaking my at you in passing, only for it to get swatted, before disappearing in the bathroom/
//after a few moments of bustling about in the room, pulling out clothes, rushing around in only a pair of boxers and half buttoned shirt, i finally present myself, deciding to go in all-white this time, an unusual change of style for me, usually clad in black or dark colors/
There, thoughts, opinions? It's a special occasion, so I'm dressing for the part.
//twists to the sides, white shirt tucked into white jeans, thin dainty chokers twinkling around my neck, pitch black hair and boots a stark contrast to it all/
Aren't i innocent as ?

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ That's so considerate. *I softly murmur to myself, pointer finger trailing over the edge of the red ear piece, tears stinging with the oncoming surge of emotion that fills him at the fact that the first thing he'd ever been given towards his debut had been towards his number one supporter and friend. He was so touched, that he grabbed Wooyoung by his cheeks, and pulled him in quickly to press a hard kiss to the other man's lips, one hand tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck. Pulling away with pink cheeks after a moment, Yeosang cleared his throat and offered the other a lopsided smile.*
Thank you for such a thoughtful gift, I'll use them for the rest of my career if I'm able.
*laughing, at your commentary on the candle, I nod my head with a scrunched-up nose*
The good news is that the movie doesn't happen for a while, so you don't have to worry about rushing.
You go get ready. *swats your hip in amusement and grins at you playfully*

@♤ nakamoto yuta Seungjoo's lips twisted a little in amusement at the other's English, his attempt at both foreign languages coming off a little broken but enough to get by. Or at least as long as he kept someone who could understand little bits of Japanese around, which was also why the two roommates ended up talking more often. As the other asked about the bus, the taller male squinted a little at the number of the bus "Yeah, I think we can" He stated back, thinking through the second question for a couple of questions. He was not typically one who enjoyed physical activities such as running or working out, so he'd avoid doing so whenever possible, but without much time to think it through he simply shrugged off with a scoff "Why not?" He let out as he picked up the pace, watching as the short line of people disappeared into the bus. He then brought one of his hands up to gesture toward the people at the stop, knowing the driver wouldn't see them but hoping one of the other embarking passengers would say something so that they wouldn't miss the bus and their little jog wouldn't be worthless.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //ruffles my hair while you go through the box, trying also to rub the sleep away from my eyes and wake myself up/
Well, you need to have a pair, now that you'll be on stage with Janus, even if you're not singing. And I think they suit you... got your name on them.
//points to the hanji "Yeo" hieroglyph on the red ear piece; then rolls my eyes at you/
Why do you need to light a candle, just think of me, regardless.
Okay, anyway. Enough mushiness. Weren't we late or something?

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ *Snorting in amusement at the others groaning, he reaches forward to run his fingers through Woo's disheveled hair. The snort turns into a full-blown laugh when I'm pulled down onto the bed, looking at you with a questioning look.*
Okay? *I respond only to look at the box with astonishment. Taking it into my hands, I open it, mindful not to rip the beautiful wrapping paper. Once it's open, tears begin to fill my eyes, tongue wetting my lips*
I-It's beautiful woo! I love the in-ear pieces, the red is such a lovely shade too! But.. um. *lifts the candle with a questioning look* Is this the candle I'm supposed to light when I to the thought of you?

@♤ lee seungjoo ˡᵒʳᵉⁿ yuta being yuta, in his own little world, didn't even bring keys nor did he even think of it - the trust in his leader that big, or his nature just being a little too carefree. he didn't even look back when seungjoo closed the door and headed out first already. "yessir," his english was definitely broken and barely comprehensible, but at least it'd add to the fun? his head turned either side before he caught a glimpse of a bus coming their way - the stop about a hundred meters ahead of them. "can we get on that one?" yuta pointed, still unfamiliar with transportation here and the korean words written on it. "do we make a run for it?" his head perked toward his groupmate, a playful grin on his lips.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //groans loudly, protesting with my full chest, a rebel without a cause truly, quickly striking a pose as soon as the covers are peeled, demonstrating my full sleeping-in-boxer-briefs glory with a bonus of a morning semi/
Don't threaten me with a good time.
//pulls myself up begrudgingly, still with yet another groan and grabs at your belt to pull you down to the bed/
Hold up, sit down for two minutes...
//ruffles under the bedside table and comes up with a glittery red wrapped box, not a very big one, handing it to you/
Happy birthday, Kang Yeosang.

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@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ "Come on Wooie, it'll be worth it. Remember, this is the date where we can kiss, cause the ban is over."
Yeosang said, voice holding a teasing edge as he watched the others sleepy expressions with fondness. When he noted the others appraisal of his outfit, his ears turned red, which moved down to his cheeks and neck when you begin pulling his shirt out.
"Okay, now up, up, the sooner we go on our date, the sooner you get to peel this off my body."
Yeosang quickly uttered, slightly breathless as he pulled the blanket off of Wooyoung.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //another guttural non-commitment sound rips from my chest, desiring to refuse the notion that i "have to" wake up, but the mention of the snacks makes one eye pop open slowly as if the magic words were spoken/
I'm interested...
//after noticing your apparel, he second eye also makes an appearance, dragging down your frame, the bend making the already low cut droop and open up and i raise a finger to hook over it and tug it down, so i can peek/
Now I'm also intrigued...

@♤ nakamoto yuta Quickly getting the words of approval from his japanese roommate, Seungjoo wastes no time in picking up his own phone and wallet, mirroring the other's movements as he stacks them into his jeans' pockets as well. Following Yuta to the door, he gives the other's hip a light tap as he passes by him with a small smile and a nod "Let's go" He assures, waiting for the other to head out and close the door behind them. "Sooo..." He asks, looking around the streets for a quick moment before glancing back at Yuta "Public transportation or?" Seungjoo didn't have a license so he was more than used to public transportation. Personally, if it was close enough or up to a 30-minute walk, he was usually fine with walking around too, but if they were thinking of going downtown, then walking was not entirely an option.

@♤ lee seungjoo ˡᵒʳᵉⁿ "hell yeah," the japanese male sang, "it's a date." well aware of his teammate's personality and sense of humor, yuta felt comfortable and laid-back (even more than usual). he got up from the side of his bed to slip into a pair of socks and search for his red-tinted sunglasses, unbothered by his casual black clothing as he always wore baggy stuff out anyway. "sightseeing definitely sounds nice. all I've seen lately is the mirror in the practice room when I'm out, and your face when I'm in. not that i mind either of those, though." after stuffing his feet in a pair of boots, yuta adjusted his fancy glasses on top of his nose and tucked his wallet inside the back pocket of his trousers - opening the door to their dorm to stand in the frame and look back at seungjoo. "ready?"

@✵ jung wooyoung⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ (A WHOLE COMA!)

Once Yeosang finished dressing, wearing a pair of black slacks and a red silk shirt that dropped into a low V down his chest. Bending over his sleeping head, he idly swiped some hair off of Wooyoung's face, the man looking serene in his sleep.
"Wooie, you gotta wake up now. It's time for our date! If you don't get ready now, I can't buy you a corn dog and popcorn."
Yeosang says, fondness dripping from his voice as he tries to urge the other into wakefulness.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ [pmsl i was like "did he sleep for a week"???]

//if the squeeze did nothing to stir me awake, the shuffling around the room and the loud voice sure did, soft snores still leaving my parted lips as i refuse to wake up properly/
//with a non-commitment sound i roll to the side, planning to wrap around you and make you shut up, but upon finding no body to snuggle, i grab onto a pillow and tug it, turning my back to the room/
Five minutes.
//muffles a groan into the pillow, having no plan to act on anything in any amount of minutes, hoping this will all go away on its own/

@♤ nakamoto yuta Seungjoo's lips twitched up into an amused smile as the Japanese man discards his book, considering it a win for himself. The other's words bring a light chuckle from his lips, and he responds with a playful raise of his eyebrow "Is that a yes?" He questions right back just as Yuta confirms his free schedule. "Cool~ Then get ready, I'm claiming you for the day!" The slightly older male settles, not leaving much room for discussion. It takes Seungjoo a few minutes to get the long strands into, at least, a half-dried state, but once he's content with the result he finally turns the thing off and unplugs it, leaving it over his bed to put away later. He'd initially picked a comfortable outfit to stay home, but with the change of plans a change of clothes was implied, so he ended up switching into a white tank-top with a leather jacket on top. "Although an IKEA date might sound ideal, I personally know a few places downtown that might be a little more interesting" Seungjoo glances over at Yuta as he wraps up his outfit with some jewelry and some black boots "Plus, that means we get to sight-see a little as well... What do you think?"

@☼ jung wooyoung Waking up a week later, Yeosang smiled sleepily at his friend who was passed out beside him. They were snuggled up after having spent a late night talking about the future nights of Yeosang potentially being away from the dorm. It was going to be a transition that Yeosang struggled with as he had gotten so used to the presence of his best friend.
This wasn't the first time they'd shared a bed, now that they had already shared a first date, it felt different. So he wrapped his arms more tightly around his friend and gave him a little squeeze before slipping out of bed to get dressed*
Okay, time to prepare for date number two.
*Yeosang said with a sunny smile, going to their closet and beginning to rifle through his clothes*

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Mm, yes? Don't miss the movie, this is where they talk to Sirius in the fire, its CGI, but its a great scene.
Of course in the books its better...
//laces my fingers with yours, chattering away from time to time about a particular scene or a shot, something missed, something added, endless "well-in-the-book's peppered around/

--bout half an hour timeskip--

Ugh... this always kills me...
//food basket emptied and put away, i have evolved into a comfortable snuggle, the room getting darker, with the movie getting gloomier, murmuring sadly at the scene where Sirius died/
Sang-ah... are you asleep?

@☼ jung wooyoung *staring at you with pure befuddlement, I can only blink at you repeatedly*
I- Woo- *coughs a little around the cheesecake and releases a small wheeze as I finally breathe through my nose, a pout unable to form on my cheeks due to the quantity of cheesecake you filled them with. Sighing internally, I sit back choosing to get comfortable instead and reach for your hand so I can lace our fingers together.

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ //purrs, dragging a hand from your neck to your chest, before gasping loudly and absolutely unnecessarily loudly/
HOW could you say that!
Well, yeah, Harry Potter the character - yeah, probably, everyone is better than him, he is just a git. But the franchise???
//pushes you away decidedly with a hand firm on your chest, then reaches up and turns your face to the screen by squeezing your cheeks between my fingers/
You need to watch more, to cleanse your mind of such thoughts. The ban was a good idea after all, yes, yes.
//stuffs your mouth full of cheesecake again, so you can't argue, and settles in by your side again, finally paying the movie attention, even if it's already at the half mark/

@☼ jung wooyoung *chuckling against your lips, hand squeezing your hip once you're on me. Eyes looking up at you intently, I purse my lips in thought, only to steal a peck before answering*
No offense to hedwig, but you're better than Harry Potter.
*swipes my tongue over your bottom lip before the bottom tier into my mouth*

@✵ kang yeosang⁻ᵗʳᵃᶦⁿᵉᵉ Wonder if you can in the afterlife...
//humms thoughtfully, seemingly in very deep deliberation about the pleasuring abilities in life after death, but its not long before i am being kissed and I'm surprized even if i asked for it/
Mmmmmh...
//laughs airily over your mouth at the blatant order, throwing a leg over your lap, but not making a move to straddle you properly, my lips moving slowly against yours, nipping at the pouty flesh, before i speak over them/
What happened to the ban? I thought we were watching a movie? Hedwig would be heartbroken...