‎ ‎ ⇸ ten's apartment

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ the younger could hold ten like this forever if he wanted him to, squeeze him in his embrace until it relieves him from all of his doubt and all of his fears. younghoon pulls away eventually, knowing the older was probably struggling with breathing from the crying. he brings one arm around his shoulder once more as the other hand remains occupied with wiping the older's tears and running a hand through his hair to fix it somehow. "are these sad tears..?" the former idol asks carefully, caressing at the thai male's cheek in an attempt to soothe him.

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ The way he rushed to the door was almost instant and perhaps that’s how he found himself in the right embrace of the other man. The way he held on to him, the way Chittaphon hid his face against the man’s shoulder as he gripped his sweater. It was almost like he was afraid he would vanish if he let go. He was overwhelmed with emotions, happiness, fear, anxiety… the list endless and yet being there with the taller man had him feeling so much that he didn’t realise he was holding his face until Chittaphon felt those lips against his. The way he melted so effortlessly into it as a few more tears streamed down his cheeks as his hold tightened.

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ younghoon sends a brief text in confirmation before he's out the door with nothing but a cream sweater and shorts, his drowsiness set off to the side as he jogged as fast as his legs could take him. he arrives soon enough, knocking at the door as he catches his breath hoping he wasn't sweating too much for it to be gross. the younger perks up when he hears somene coming towards the door, suddenly his thumping heart wasn't because of his run. "why are you crying~" younghoon coos at ten when the older greets him with puffy eyes and a tear stained face, immediately bringing the older into a tight embrace, face buried into the soft locks of his hair. they stay there for a moment, the older's soft sniffling the only sound accompanying them and their silent, genuine love. the taller male draws himself back to cup at his boyfriend's face, thumbs swiping his tears away before he leans in - lips meeting ten's own in a tender kiss. all his, ten was all his.

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ It was the moment he slipped his moist muscle passed the other man’s petal like lips, he stepped forward and pressed the man against the front door. Chittaphon’s hand giving the taller man’s nape a soft squeeze as he softly glided and danced with the man’s tongue. The taste of their mixed saliva brought more colour to the Thai man’s face as a faint moan vibrated in his throat. The feeling and the taste of the man’s mouth filling his mind in that moment. The way his lips felt, the way he made Chittaphon feel like he was walking in air every moment they were together… it was perfect. However, he knew if he kept this up… he would want more… he would want to take their clothes off… how he would more than likely get in his knees at this very moment to blow the man if he didn’t stop now… and so with strong hesitation, he brought the kiss, the string of their mixed saliva glistening as it kept their lips connected. “Let’s make breakfast… Hm?” Chittaphon whispered softly as he smiled.

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ "we can make breakfast together, then. doesn't that sound romantic?" anything he did with ten felt romantic if he were completely honest, but maybe that was just him and the immense amount of love he had for the other... it was relieving though, now knowing hat the said male probably felt the same way as well. "okay?" younghoon smiles at the random announcement, usually then would just go for it so the gesture made him smile until leans in to take his always well-deserved kiss, the hand on the younger's nape seared onto his conscience like tattoo. the hairs on the former idol's arms stand the second ten's kisses shift from chaste to passionate in that instant, feeling his entire frame melt into the moment between them as he'd reciprocate - lips willingly parting as his eyes would fall shut, breathily into tens mouth as his toungue timidly greets the older's own

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ It was the way he was so tender with the way he touched Chittaphon that had the Thai man swooning. He wanted to just shower this man with unlimited affection. The way his hands held Chittaphon’s face, it made his cheeks flush through the soft rough that he had applied that morning. The way he announced that he was also taking the day off as well, it brought a soft fit of laughter to the shorter man before his lips curled into a warmer smile. “I- I can make breakfast if you want to relax… you walked all the way here…” he mumbled before he found himself getting on his tiptoes to lean closer to the slightly taller man once again. “I want one more kiss…” Chittaphon whispered as he slid a hand to cup the man’s nape, and captured his lips again. This kiss however being a bit more heated than the fairytale like kisses from before. The shorter man already tilting his head as his tiers passionately danced against the other man’s lips. His tongue already shamelessly tracing the line between the man’s lips as his eyes slightly opened.

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ the one time he decides not to go for the kiss first deems worth it when the older brings him in to kiss him over an over, causing a small laugh to leave younghoon's sweetly balmed lips as his hands come to ten's face to cup it - thumbs brushing along the apples of his cheeks. "then that means it's my day off, too... a decision i made just now." the latter male's apology makes the younger snort softly, shaking his head. "it's okay, i'm a professional~" he jokes, but he was most definitely challenged during those few hours of ten's words clouding his mind, so much that he had to dance to one of his old songs to set his mind straight - but the older didn't need to know that. "did you eat yet? how about i make us some breakfast?"

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ “Me too, it’s nice being in each other’s space..” he admitted before he was met with the gaze of the other man. His concern and his mere existence was enough to make Chittaphon’s heart melt almost instantly as he managed to kiss the man’s lips the moment he guided him a bit closer once again. The tip of his nose bumping the other man’s as he finally spoke. “I’m okay now… I decided to take the day off… a decision I made about an hour ago…” the shorter man chuckle as he pecked the man’s lips again and again. “Sorry for distracting you when you were working yesterday..”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ relief washes over the younger male when ten greets him with a smile, his previously wrinkled expression softening as he'd bring his arms around the older, nose nuzzling into his cheek. "i dunno. i kind of enjoy getting to come over and see you and vice versa. you're so pretty today." younghoon admits bashfully, giving the other an affectionate squeeze before he draws back to meet his gaze, still searching for any twinge of sadness in ten's expression so he could somehow make it all go away. "are you okay? you have work, don't you?"

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ With his phone now tossed on the coffee table, he glanced down at his outfit. His beige slacks, white blouse and his high, white socks. His hair nicely styled and a bit of concealer and rough to add some colour to his face. He was suppose to be going to work, but the mood just wouldn’t allow him. He had found himself thinking about everything in his life, past, present and potentially the future. Chittaphon thought about all the heartbreak, trauma and stress he had gone through… and then he thought of Younghoon. He thought about that man, the one who allowed him to cry, to be vulnerable and to be sometimes sorrowful. The Thai man was allowed to show all his emotions with this man, and not hide behind the bright, and shining positivity that he sometimes forced through his life and even at work. It was there he sat, leaning on the arm of his couch as his feet rested on the hard wooden floor. It was only at the sound of the knocking that he lifted his head from also staring at the floor that he managed to finally walk over toward door. The way he slowly opened it to see the man standing there, and he could see the worry in his eyes. A look he knew he had caused, and he knew that. “With all this running back and forth, we might as well live together—“ he laughed with a soft smile as he pulled the man into his apartment with the door closing. His body automatically moving to wrap his arms around the man’s shoulders and to hide his face against the man’s neck. “Why are you so good to me… what did I do to deserve someone so good?”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ it was just yesterday when ten ran over to his place, and now it was the younger's turn to do the same. the thai man was vague with his words which caused younghoon to worry, thus expressed through furrowed brows. well, whatever it was, he was determined to provide whatever the older may need. he knocks twice, trying not to sound as panicked as he actually was as he waited, nervously pacing from side to side

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ "well currently i'm trying not to think, i might end up never leaving." younghoon jokes, a smile of his own mirroring the older's sleepy, blissed expression. it's electric when the thai male meets him halfway for another kiss, the younger's tongue brushing soft along ten's lower lip in a small tease - only a little bit needy. "i honestly feel like she'd be more scared of leon, she's just a baby." younghoon's kisses trail off from the other's now glossy lips and down along his jawline, nipping at the skin as apple cinnamon fills his senses. "should i give something to last you the weekend?" his voice is sing-songy as he'd nose along the column of ten's neck, lips brushing along it's base in fleeting kisses.

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ ( uwu right right ! Gotcha! )

The moment he heard the man say, ‘I promised.’ It made the Thai man smile softly as he tried to force himself awake. It was sad, the fact that he knew the man was leaving for the airport soon, and he wouldn’t see him for the weekend. However, it would only be two days right ? Then he would be back and Chittaphon would be able to have him back in his arms. But even thoughts like that disappeared as he felt those lips against his own. Each kiss being returned as he opened his eyes enough to see the man’s face before mumbling softly. “Just think about the amazing sleepover we’ll have when you come back… and then our date… it’ll make the weekend fly by, I promise.” Chittaphon mumbled as he leaned up a bit to give the man a deeper, more passionate kiss as he mumbled once more. “I’m already up now… so the moment you leave she’ll be running around and chasing Leon hah…”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ [] shifting the plot a little to fit to the jejudo weekend!

the older's gruff, sleepy voice elicits a laugh from the younger, so incredibly fond, as he'd allow himself to be pulled into his warm embrace, face nuzzing into the column of ten's neck "i promised." younghoon soon pulls away to partially hover on top of the older who had his eyes still closed, arms propping himself up from either side before the male dips his head in - peppering the ten's sweet lips with lingering kisses. "let bori out of her kennel when you're up, mm? i have to go soon." younghoon's little pout was prominent even in his voice as he'd run his finger's through the older's locks. "i miss you already."

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ The warmth of his bed and the scent of his freshly cleaned sheets were what soothed him as he slept. The subtle scent of his apple cinnamon air freshener hit his senses as he rolled over and exhaled softly the moment he was in an even more comfortable position. Had he forgotten about the promise the other man had made? Of course not, but in this state, in his dreams, he wasn’t thinking about reality, since he was in a reality of his own. ‘Bun…’ the nickname he had been given echoed in his mind, and at first he thought it was simply part of his dreamscape. It wasn’t until he felt the warmth of the man’s nose against his cheek that he found his eyes slightly opening just enough to make out what was happening… Younghoon was there in his bed, that’s all that seemed to process in his mind as his arms wrapped around the man’s shoulder only to pull closer to him. His face nuzzled against the other man’s dark locks as the scent of his shampoo tickled his senses. “Mmm…” the Thai man hummed before a faint mumble was followed up by his smile. “You came…”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ as promised, younghoon arrives in the morning, two ups of coffee bagged in one hand and two chocolate croissants in the other, a sweet little breakfast to what he'd assume would be an equally sweet morning. his stomach flutters as he punches in the passcode to ten's apartment with his pinky finger, something so private and personal like a password meant more to the former idol than anticipated. to him it meant that the thai male wanted him around for a long, long time. he enters quietly, toeing off his shoes and shedding himself from his long coat before walking towards the living room. "leon." he whispers at the cat who stood at the dining table staring right at him, most likely weary from a stranger coming in, before settling his bought items down. his attempts to befriend the feline can come later. he finally enters ten's room after washing his hands at the kitchen, smiling to himself as the older's sleeping frame came to view. younghoon felt giddy again as he remembers their final moments from last night, his prince charming and his words - sweet like honey, ten's hair was an absolute bush right now, but the younger adored him regardless. out of courtesy, younghoon soon shimmies himself off of his slacks, leaving him with just his shorts and his loose white t-shirt as he'd climb onto bed where the other remained asleep. "bun.." he calls out soft as he'd nuzzle his nose against the older's cheek, movements slow as to not wake him from shock

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ luckily for the both of them, younghoon wasn't the type to be dismissive of his feelings – which was why he was always known to cry whenever he felt emotional during his time as an idol. yes he was attracted to ten, but he hasn't known him for long enough to be dead set just yet – and he would be lying if he said that he didn't want to know more about the older: his favorite things to do, favorite food to eat, favorite places to go to, the things that make him laugh, and the things that made him cry... younghoon wanted to know him to that extent. so much his eyes turned glassy when his emotions were reciprocated. "t-then we can go on one, and plan like we said we'd do. take things one day at a time..." the younger's gaze softens when the other's gaze turns to the floor, head crooking to the side at tens sudden offer. "... but you dont want to smell your room."

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ Was he surprised? Of course, he didn’t think he would be found attractive again. Chittaphon was always a little oblivious when he comes to people having feelings for him or even being open about it. So just the fact the other man was confessing that he was attracted to the shorter man was enough to make Chittaphon feel his whole body fill with nervousness. Nervousness because of how well it didn’t work out for him in his past relationship, in the relationship he was in that ended so abruptly that he was unable to even begin the process of returning to his normal self. “I.. I want that. I want to go on dates… I’ve not been on a proper date really… not in a while..” he admitted as he felt his head looking down as he spoke, suddenly feeling nervous as he cleared his throat quietly. “ I… I’m… I fine you attractive and I’m also attracted to you… your personality and how you’re so sweet… especially to me…” Chittaphon said as his eyes remained glued to the floor. “I… you can sleep in my room if you want… I don’t mind… I just cleaned my sheets so it’s clean… not like anything happens in there hah…”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ if younghoon's heart made it seem like he came running just moments ago, he's definitely feeling like it now. but the younger was determined to make no mistake, especially not with ten who was still going through a rough time. "but i am attracted to you, bun. are you surprised?" he pulls away from hiding eventually, huffing a laugh in response to his last sentence as his arms unwound themselves, gentle hands finding rest atop either of the shorter's shoulders. "but... i think itd be best for you – for the both of us, to take this a little slow. you know... like the 10 dates i mentioned the other day..?" younghoon's eyes squeeze shut, never being the best in confessions of any sort, words stumbling and voice faltering in front of his genuine feelings. "that is... that is if you feel the same, though? i know this whole situation is a little weird, but if you're honest with me and me with you... then i feel like it'd be a little less difficult.? ah, am i making any sense? sorry, i think im sleepier than i think..."

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ It was usually Chittaphon who caused people, more people than he realised to feel flustered. Whether it would be clients who made an appointment with him, or random people who spoke to him. Somehow he had this effect on people and he didn’t realise it. Especially not when he felt the man hiding his face in his thick locks, the action alone was enough to make the man’s ears burn with colour… but hearing him speak of being happy to once again see the shorter man… that made his own heart melt and race as he kept his face lowered as his forehead remained against the man’s shoulders. “You shouldn’t say that to me… you’ll make me assume you have feelings for me… that you are romantically attracted to me or something…” he mumbled as his lower lip was bit down by his front teeth.

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ a blush quickly forms on the apples of younghoon's cheeks when ten chuckles from his impeccably timed yawn, mouth opening and closing in search for a quick excuse – to no avail. ten is quick to change topics, but the new one wasn't any better, the younger finds his face heating up once more. "n-no I didn't run. i just –" he stutters, scrambling for an answer – ten's hand felt so hot to the touch for some reason. younghoon knew when to give up, to which he expresses by hiding his face into the dark tresses of ten's hair. "just... happy to see you again.."

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ “I’m not tired at all, I’m just—“ but his words soon died by the man’s yawn. It was the way the other man yawned right after claiming he was not tired at all. The sight alone was what had the shorter man laughing as a smile formed on his lips. His head shaking for a brief moment before he found himself hiding his face against the man’s shoulder again. The feeling of his chest pressed against the others, he could feel the palpitations of the man’s heart. “Did you run here? Your heart is beating pretty fast…” Chittaphon whispered as one hand moved to slide up toward the man’s chest, feeling the thudding of the heart against his palm. His forehead still pressed to the man’s shoulder as he looked down at his hand to Younghoon’s chest. “Or is it because you’re tired?”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ "I was teasing ~" he'd quickly follow after ten's apology, laughing soft as he'd soon draw back to meet his gaze. "no, not stupid." younghoon shakes his head to add to his disagreement, arms instinctively squeezing him just a little more. "sometimes I just need somebody to hug, too... i just hope i was the right person to pick, don't really know if i'm a good hugger, so..." his lips purse slightly, bashful. his heart was still pounding, didn't really know how to get it to calm down – he had nothing else to do but hope that the older wouldn't notice. "you - umm, you're not sleepy? n-not that i am!" but, of course, with comedic timing, younghoon ends up yawning, a hand quickly moving to clamp over his mouth.

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ The feel of the man’s arms around his shoulders was something that of course caught him off guard. But he felt his face pressing against his shoulder nonetheless. He could smell the scent of soap and laundry detergent off his clothing and that somehow soothed him, but it was the ‘ you talk a lot,’ that had Chittaphon mumbling a faint. “I’m sorry.” However, his arms soon s around the taller man, and squeezed him softly. The feel of the man’s nose against his skin, that was what caused a faint flush of colour to spread across the Thai man’s face as he tried calmly to answer the question. “I’m okay… I just wanted to hug you is all… stupid right ?”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ he was prepared for it, the guilt-laced tone, the apologies, the shifting gaze, and as bad as it sounded - younghoon ignores it all, instead focusing on the droop of the other's shoulders, and the lingering smell of the apartment. the younger allows himself into ten's home for the first time before reaching out towards him, cottoned arms slowly curling around his shoulders in an embrace. "you talk a lot." he'd tease lightly, the tip of his nose brushing soft against the older's temple. "are you okay..?"

@◦ k. younghoon ʰᵒⁿᵉʸᵗᶦᵐᵉ His body was adorned with a part of sweatpants and a plain white T-shirt. A pair of white socks covered his feet as he wandered toward the door the moment he heard the knocking. He was nervous, and Chittaphon was more than nervous. He felt the guilt, the guilt of the other man coming over when he was told how tired the other man was. ‘What if he’s upset from me asking… because he’s exhausted and wanted to sleep…’ he thought to himself as he opened the door to the sound of, ‘ found you.’ The alone caused him to smile without even trying, a laugh sleeping out as he guided the man inside. “You definitely found me, honeysuckle.. your pajamas are pretty… they suit you… I’m sorry again… for asking you to do this…”

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ younghoon huffs as he gets to the floor of the older's said apartment, phone still held up to his ear that flushed pink in the cold. he feels like he definitely could've gotten there faster if he took the stairs, but ten told him not to so he didn't. on the other line the other man seems to have stopped talking, though – but not that it mattered, he was already here. he knocks once, twice, before stepping back and waiting. it was so silly, how fast his heart was beating... younghoon knew it wasnt because he was tired. he adjusts his cardigan a little to keep himself busy, draped over his silk pajamas that shared the same lilac-silver color of his hair, then held his breath as he heard shuffling from the inside, followed by the door opening. "found you." younghoon announces in a breath, finally bringing his phone down to his side. it was really, really warm now.

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ You're just always against me, i think.
*Following Ten inside the home, a soft coo let out at the cat sleeping*
Oh, that's a good one. I haven't seen it in a while though. It's a good choice.

@◦ j. chanwoo ʲᶜʰᵃⁿ_ʷᵒᵒ You know chanwoo, I think you’d still be late —
* he laughed with a bright grin as he lead the man inside his home. Leon happily sleeping under the coffee table as he walked over to the living room *
Train to busan- I couldn’t choose something so this was my go to

@◦ l. chittaphon ᵗᵉⁿ.⁹⁶ *chanwoo rolled his eyes others comment before letting out a soft chuckle*
You know ten, if you would stop inviting me over last minute then i would be here at a good time
*he joked lightly*
What are we watching again?
Also sorry I'm empty handed