Soobins hips smack against Taehyuns ass loudly, causing the youngers eyes to roll back and him falling forward on the bed, moans now muffled in the pillow. “Oh god, y-yes-“  

His father moans softly, large hands running over the small of his sons back. His smooth skin is glistening with sweat due to their, cough, late night activities. 

“Fuck, my babygirl got such a tight pussy, doesn’t she?” He’s careful not to be too loud, they can’t wake Jisoo up, after all. 

He steals a glance at the clock. 

Fuck.

It’s three in the morning and Taehyun needs to be at the central station in a few hours and what is he up to? He’s got nothing better to do than getting his ass pounded. In addition, Soobin got the early shift, means he has to be at work at five. Which is in only two hours. The audacity. 

The thing is that both can’t find it in themselves to care, not after Taehyun accidentally walked in on Soobin showering. The eye contact was intense and spoke more than words ever could: tonight we’re going to fuck. Usually they try, keyword try, to keep it subtle and rather not get intimate when Jisoo is at home. Only when they miss each other too much, but well it’s like they’re back to being horny rabbits, never getting enough of it. So they waited until Jisoo was fast asleep, which took a bit, to their disappointment. 

It’s warm and silent in Taehyuns room. They started off on the carpet but took it to the bed then, now including Soobin thrusting into Taehyun from behind. He figured this would be the most relaxing position for Taehyun. His hands are both fisting the sheets, arms halfway outstretched, ass up and face pressed down.

His son moans into the pillow, mouth hanging slightly open, some drool spilling out as he smiles a bit, eyes half closed, halfway meeting Soobins thrusts. “Hahh- dad, more.. you’re so good dad.. please don’t stop. Gonna miss you so much.” 

He couldn’t care less that in a few hours he will most likely be sitting in an uncomfortable seat in a bus on his way to Tongyeon. The thought of going on his first school trip together with his friends made him go all crazy, if it wasn’t for the fact that it was a whole week. Last time they had the same amount of days to themselves, this time they were being separated during that time.

A whole ass week without Soobin? Fine, let’s say no sex for an entire weak. Bearable. Not exactly pleasant but, like, bearable. But no Soobin at all? No touching, no talking, no comfortably laying together? No weird dad jokes? (literally) 

They figured they both needed this sex before Taehyun drives off and Jisoo gave them no opportunity so they went with sacrificing their sleep for the both of them. 

It’s like Taehyun falls apart whenever he’s not with his father, and then, when they’re together, he’s slowly coming back to himself. So yes, he gives no shit about school or sleep or anything. It’s just them, to no ones surprise. It’s probably the first thing he’s going to regret when he wakes up and he will most likely cry from the lack of sleep but then again what’s there to regret when you’re getting your ass fucked.

There’s a strong arm suddenly sneaking under Taehyuns body and in no seconds, he’s lifted to a half standing position so he’s on his knees. Soobins chest is pressed against his sons back, breathing against his ear. “Gonna miss you so much more baby, fuck,” he rasps, head resting against Taehyuns shoulder. “Gonna fuck you so good, so deep, you’ll feel it for the next week, alright?” Their bodies are so close, you couldn’t separate them if you wanted. Taehyun nods dumbly, tongue sticking out.

“Mark- mark me dad.”

Soobins thrusts speed up, causing Taehyuns head to fall forward, arms reaching behind to grip Soobins stronger ones. He’s so exposed in this position, all that’s missing is a mirror so he can actually see himself, see his dad fucking into him from behind.

“You sure?” His fathers voice is doubtful. They usually try to keep the marks and hickeys a rarity, only when they’re on holidays or when Taehyun can stay at home.

“Yes, want to remember you and your dick.”

Soobin grins. “My dick got your pussy seeing stars? Is it that good? Your tight pussy loves it that much, hm?” He moves forward, lips attaching to his sons shoulder, finally biting a love mark. Taehyun will find an excuse for it or he’ll just have to cover it up.

Taehyun then whines. He nods, ass pushing back. He bites his lip to hold back a grin when Soobins lips hover over his ear to whisper, “Gonna fuck you so good babygirl. You won’t be able to walk to the bus properly, your friends will wonder and see who fucking owns you, babygirl. Who fucks this pussy like no one ever could. Hear me?”

“Hear you,” he moans back. 

And shit, Soobin stays true to his word. He lets go of Taehyun to find the bottle of lube which lays there, abandoned, and pulls out. The younger falls forward again, turns around, a protest already on his lips when Soobin presses the opening against Taehyuns pink, fucked out entrance and starts squeezing a huge load of lube inside of Tae. 

Without a warning.

It’s cold but so fucking good, Taehyuns fucking mewls, face falling back into the pillow as he silently takes it, biting his lip in arousal as he whines helplessly. Soobin keeps on squeezing like a menace until Taehyuns asshole is pushing a bit of it out and only then does he throw the bottle carelessly away and pushes all the way in again. He moans in relief, eyes closing as Taehyuns hole swallows him so effortlessly, he swears he sees white. “My wet girl, leaking all over this dick. You love making a mess?”

Taehyun nods again, giggling, so far gone already. “Yeah, love it so much. Want more.”

Soobins strong arm is back to put them in the same position they were before he felt the need to soak Taehyuns asshole. The noise the lube causes when their hips meet is obscene, though comforting, it’s what they hear all the time, after all. 

When Soobin sets a brutal space, Taehyun pushes back just as messily, careless to all the lube running down his inners thighs and legs, ruining the sheets. 

“Promise me to keep your pussy loose when you’re away, yeah princess?” And Soobin means every word of it.

“God, yes, yes princess will,”  Taehyun whines, head falling back again to rest on his fathers shoulder. “So close, daddy. More.” He wants it harder, wants it dirtier so he feels the pain whenever he sits down for the next week but to his disappointment, Soobin never goes fully hard on him. Loves him too much, fears to hurt his son in any way. The space is extremely fast, though. It’s brutal and collected, unlike Taehyuns messy attempts to fuck back as good as his daddy does.

Arms around Taehyuns abdomen, his fathers hand wander lower to hover over his sons dick. He could end their sex in only a few seconds, but where would be the fun in that, so he thumbs at the already wet tip, thumb circling the slit.

Taehyuns eyes widden. “Yes!” His mouth opens in a loud moan and yeah, maybe it was too loud so there’s a hand quickly pressed over his mouth. 

Soobin takes Taehyuns earlobe into his mouth, voice teasing. “You don’t want us to get caught princess, do you?”

Taehyun grins against his fathers hand, another high pitched moan leaving his lips. God, he’s never felt greater. Like this, he knows he’s invincible. He whines against his palm, mumbling something incoherent against it so Soobin lets go for a second and Taehyun speaks up, voice raspy. “Don’t care. Fuck me stupid, daddy.”

Taehyun usually does not swear, so it’s safe to say that Soobin might lost it a bit a the command. He presses his hand back against his mouth to keep his son from being any louder than he already is. 

Lately Taehyun enjoyed risky sex. The younger isn’t aware of the consequences if they would ever get caught. He lives in his pink world with his daddy who fucks him like he wants to, makes him feel good, cares for him and loves him. It’s what everyone’s wishing for, especially at that age. All of his friends whine about the lack of excitement, the lack of an relationship or experience, meanwhile Taehyun is getting all of it from his father. He’s so incredibly lucky. Lucky and in love.

Soobin adds more pressure against Taehyuns mouth so his son squeals against his hand, and god what the fuck has gotten into him why does he want to act like a brat again when he’s usually the most obedient boy.

They moan beautifully in unison when Soobin smacks his hips forward and Taehyun pushes back just in time so their thrusts meet.

“Shit, yeah babygirl that was good, do it again.”

So they do it again, moaning carelessly. Taehyun might be causing Soobin to be a little less cautious, too. He lets go of that filthy mouth to place his hands all over his sons body, stroking him everywhere, not leaving an inch of skin untouched.

When there’s a sob breaking through the room, Soobin knows that his son is close, so close but yet again waiting for his fathers permission to come. So he cries out, arms wrapping tighter around Soobins. “Daddy..”

“What is it? Babygirl wants to cum?”

He feels Taehyun nod. Truth is, there’s actually no reason to tease Taehyun. He never cums without Soobins permission, he tends to be a bit more bratty these days but it’s okay, apart from that he’s Soobins good little boy.

“If I keep doing this,” he envelopes Taehyuns small, hard dick with his huge hand, running up and down, smearing his precum everywhere. “You’re gonna cum.”

Taehyun cries out, biting his lip hardly. “B-but you didn’t say I could. Please daddy, tell me I can cum.”

But the only thing his father does is pumping it faster, thrusts speeding up. “Wouldn’t you like to hold it back for a little longer, babygirl?” he asks breathily.

“Ugh.. dad I’m- oh no, can’t!” Taehyun hiccups, head shaking. He’s gotten better at controlling his orgasm but does his dad really think he can pound into him like there’s no tomorrow at three in the morning and pump his already fucking hard dick and not expect him to shoot his jizz like a pissing stream? 

“Look at me.”

So Taehyun does. When their gazes meet, time stops for a short second. Taehyun sees admiration and love in his dads eyes. It’s so pure and obvious, even a blind man could see it.  This wasn’t only sex, this was affection. “You can cum,” he huffs out quietly.

With Taehyuns head turned around and his lips pressed against Soobins chin, they both cum. His father keeps it cool whereas Taehyun explodes, cries out in pleasure when Soobin doesn’t stop smearing his own fucking cum over his tip repeatedly. His whole body twiches, eyes closing in exhaustion. 

The younger wants nothing more than to collapse but Soobins hold around him is firm, pushing him more towards him so his son can lean against his well built, muscular front.

They both pant audible, Soobins hand checking Taehyuns body for his hand. When he finds it, they both intertwine their fingers. Tae lets out a breathy laugh at that, smiling softly. 

“I love you.”

“I love you.” They both say at the same time. 

Silent laughter fills the room until Soobin speaks up. “Baby, can I pull out? That okay with you?” He makes sure to ask first, though he’d much prefer to stay inside of Taehyun for the next few hours until early in the morning so they could get prepared for their upcoming day.

Taehyun nods. 

He hisses when Soobin slowly pulls out.

Empty. He’s once again empty. And fuck does he hate it. Pulling out is the worst, if not the only parts he hates about sex.

Legs giving out, he drops onto his stomach. Fuck, why is the sex with his father always so exhausting? He usually only feels like this when they got a sport festival at school. Even then, it’s not as extreme as it is now. His legs feel like pure jello and moving his arms hurts like a bitch. It feels like he’s trying to lift a whole desk.

There’s shuffling on the bed and next thing Taehyun knows is that someone’s spreading his asscheeks gently and cleaning him. The cloth is warm and so comfortable, allowing Taehyun to purr in pleasure and let out a dreamy sigh. 

He doesn’t want to let go of Soobins cum yet, so he clenches his hole. 

“Yah, baby, relax or else I can’t clean you up,” Soobin murmurs, gently patting his butt cheeks.

Taehyun hides his face in his arms. But that’s not fair, he worked so hard for daddy’s cum, it needs to stay inside of him for a while. “Want to keep your cum.”

“Baby we got no buttplug yet, it’ll run out eventually,” his father tries softly, leaning down to press a soft kiss against Taehyuns buttocks. 

“Lies, then what about your dick?” Taehyun whines. Was there really no other way? 

Soobin softens, parting his sons asscheeks only slightly to give another kiss at the slit. “I’ll make sure to get you a buttplug as soon as you’re back, okay babe? Right now I’d love to just let your tight hole cockwarm me but we got places to be in a bit.” Soobin gives an apologetic look even though his son can’t see him anyways. 

“Hmm.. okay.” Taehyun relaxes. When his father goes back to cleaning him he adds, “Thank you so much, dad.”

Soobin smiles, tone gentle. “You’re more than welcome my baby.”

He cleans his son thoroughly, regardless of the time. No matter what time it is or what’s going on, there has to be time for good aftercare. Soobin didn’t give a shit if he felt tired or exhausted or not in the mood, as his son sometimes likes to call it when he’s too lazy to do his homework. “I’m just not in the mood, dad.” There has to, and will always be time for aftercare for his son. 

Taehyun appreciates it so much, it’s little gestures like this which reminds him just how deep their love is. “Mhm, I think I’m too lazy to ever do the cleaning part in the future.”

His father stills for a second but continues then. “You’ll never have to do that part, that’s what I’m here for. Your future partner will do the same for you, if they love you.”

Future partner. Yeah, no thanks. There wasn’t anyone else who he could possibly reach Soobins level. 

Taehyun bites his lip, eyes on the sheets. “But dad, it’s about equality. I want to give you aftercare, too.”

“You give me enough aftercare by being okay. I don’t mind doing the work.” He runs the cloth along his thighs, gently applying more pressure. “You get really weak after sex, baby. You don’t do that because you want to, it’s just how your body reacts. My body handles more, so don’t you worry your overthinking brain over it, hm?”

Taehyun smiles, face hiding in the pillow. God, he hates how he still blushes sometimes, he just loves his dad an abnormal amount. 

“Okay, dad. Lay with me?” he offers softly, turning his head when Soobin gets off the bed. He watches his father cleaning his own dick with the cloth and then walking back to the bathroom. 

Wow, his father really got a peachy ass. It’s not like he didn’t know but he actually rarely sees it like that. Whenever they’re both naked, they’re also all over each other so it’s mostly Soobin who gets to admire Taehyuns round ass, not the other way around.

When he’s back, he sits next to Taehyun. He smiles, hand stretching out to stroke Taehyun cheek. The younger looks up to his dad, eyes tired but happy, nonetheless.

“Uh, I actually got a little present for you. I wanted to give it to you earlier but I had no time.”

At that, his son perks up. Present? For him? At ass o’clock? He beams, sitting upright and regrets it immediately. 

Ah, yes, beautiful pain caused by a beautiful dick.

“But dad, you didn’t have to..” Soobin walks away with a knowing smirk, peachy ass on display again and what the actual hell even his soft dick is still so huge, Taehyun has to restrain himself from any dirty thoughts. He’s so not in the condition for another round. In the mood? Absolutely, yes always, but having the strength now? Eh.

When Soobin comes back, he sits next to him. In his hand is a small, heart shaped box. “I hope you like it, it’s been a while actually since I’ve been wanting to get something like this for us.” 

Us? Oh god, Taehyuns strength and muscles might all be coming back to life because of the sudden excitement rushing through him. 

Soobin bites his lip in expectation, almost shy and holy shit, his dad never does that. Taehyuns legs feel weak. So he shuffles closer to his dad, taking the box from his palm carefully. Soobins eyes are on him.

The box is incredibly soft, feeling like satin and it’s feather light, he’s almost scared to open it. He looks up to ask for permission, meets Soobins shy smile who nods as if to say; go ahead.

Taehyun feels hot when he opens the box, eyes widening when he sees what’s inside. He inhales loudly, looking up to his daddy who meets his eyes with an unsure lip-bite.

In there lay two gorgeous gold necklaces, a medallion pendant attached to both of the necklaces. “keep it” is beautifully engraved in one medallion, and “a secret” in the other. There’s a little tiny flower beneath each writing of each necklace made of shiny stones and wait a hot second, Taehyun is no expert but are those diamonds? 

Taehyun looks back to the necklace, at a loss for words. “D-dad I’m- you didn’t have to-“ There’s tears forming in his eyes, blurring his sight immediately. 

His father scratches the back of his neck, eyes fond. “Actually, there’s more to it, you need to press them- uhm, together.”

So Taehyun does and the second he shoves one medallion next to the other with his finger, they both clap open. 

And that’s when Taehyun starts crying forreal. One of them has one half of a selfie which Taehyun and Soobin once took when they were on a family trip in finnland. It was very cold but the weather was still beautiful because the sun was out. They were wrapped up in scarfs and their coats. 

When the snow was falling and the scenery mesmerizing, they took a quick selfie. Cheeks smushed together, grin huge on Soobins face, revealing his bunny teeth and Taehyuns boxy smile that - as Soobin likes to tell him everytime - outsells every bright sunlight, eyes closed because he was laughing on top of his lungs.

Taehyuns face is inside of one medallion and Soobins in the other. Put together like this, next to each other, they were one. 

Just like them. 

“They’re connected with magnet poles, means you can only open them when you hold them together. Like this only we will know. It’s two necklaces just for us. Obviously you can open them with force but they might break.” Soobin adds. When Taehyun doesn’t stop sobbing, his father grabs his chin softly. “Hey, hey, baby don’t cry. I didn’t want to make you upset.”

“You didn’t- god I just-“ He hiccups, gently placing the necklaces away, arms throwing around Soobins neck. “I just love you so much. I always dreamed of a love like this. I’m sorry I don’t want to get sappy maybe it’s the after sex talking or because it’s so late or maybe because I leave you for a whole week, but I love you so much, dad, I only want you-“

“Breathe, baby,” his father interrupts. He laughs gently, wiping his tears away with his thumb. 

Taehyun sniffs silently, rubbing his eyes. “God you can’t just- what’s gotten into you!” he whines.

“Can’t I get you any presents, baby? I mean, you’re my lover,” he teases gently. 

But Tae is way pass that, ignoring his fathers teasing, eyes falling back to the little box and he grabs it again. His fingers caress the two pictures softly, eyes warm, carrying hot tears. “What necklace am I gonna keep?” 

“Well, I thought you could keep mine and I keep yours. It’s sappy, yeah I know but like this we’re always with the other. But we only function properly when we’re together, just like our necklaces. You also don’t have to worry if someone asks because you won’t be able to open it if I’m not there with you.” 

Taehyun nods in understanding. “Can I put it on now?”

His father grins. “Sure baby, I will help you.” He takes the necklace wich says “a secret” and features Soobin half of the picture in it. It’s silent when Soobin places the necklace around his sons neck, adjusting it. “There.” He smiles proudly. 

Out of reflex Taehyun touches it, biting his lip. He feels so much love in his stomach, he might explode from it. Could this be real? Or did he fell asleep after they fucked and he’s just dreaming? 

Soobin takes his phone to open the front camera. Taehyun sees himself in it, the necklace laying beautifully on his skin. Like it belonged there, like it has always been there. It was his now and he would never take it off again. He clicks it together so it’s closed and now sees the beautiful engraving, “a secret”with the tiny flower made of pure diamonds underneath it. It’s so much prettier around his neck than he could’ve envisioned.

“You look so beautiful, Taehyun, god. I love you so much.” His father kisses his cheek. 

“I love you too, dad.” He’s over the moon, cloud seven, happy tears drying on his cheek. He might hurt his facial features from the constant smiling. “Now yours!”

After Taehyun applies it, he smiles brightly, touching his father medallion. “It’s so beautiful dad, I wish I could express what I’m feeling right now.”

Soobins shoulders relax. He’s relieved, he feared that he might be overstepping a line with this. He knew Taehyun loved him, unofficially they were even together as a couple. They spent all of their time together if they could, but actually putting a label on it like this, walking around with a love necklace, he was unsure but his sons reaction made all of that disappear. He’s never been so serious about love, he just knows he can’t imagine loving anyone besides Taehyun.

“I’m so glad you like it.”

“Love. You mean you’re so glad I love it.” He corrects, cheeky grin as he places a peck on his daddys lips. 

They’re both still naked, which adds to their beautiful fantasy of a world where no one exists but them. Soobin grabs his phone again to take a picture for real this time. 

His son immediately understands, shuffling backwards so all of his glory is on display. His father groans. “Taehyun, as much as I love your naked body, I wanted a picture of the necklace only.” 

“Ohh, come on, dad.” He smirks, and runs hand through his hair. He poses like a damn model, dick softly hanging between his legs, one hand on his thighs and his pinky finger between his teeth. 

Soobin feels his cock slowly coming back to life at the sight, so he sighs, takes a picture of Taehyun and holy shit, he’s this close to put it as his lockscreen. “Fuck, you’re so beautiful.”

Taehyun giggles and snatches his daddys phone away from him. “My turn.” He shuffles on his knees, holding the camera so Soobins neck with the necklace and his upper chest is on display. He places a hand to his fathers chest, index finger below the necklace, and snaps the picture. 

“Perfect. Now one last one together!” 

Soobin bites his lip at that. They don’t usually take intimate pictures on Soobins phone because Jisoo might somehow see it. That nude picture of Taehyun which he took just now might be too much and made him consider sending it to Taehyun and then deleting it. But here was Taehyun once again, making him make reckless decisions. 

So he sighs, but nods. He was never the parent to say ‘no’ anyway. Taehyun beams happily, stretching out his arm. One hand is holding the phone and his other arm is wrapped around Soobin, hand resting on his dads shoulder flatly in a possessive manner. “Say cheese!”

“That’s old school, how about dick?”

“Say dick!”

They laugh, Taehyun clicking a few times for the pictures until he turns his head and smiles at his dad, making him turn as well. They kiss shortly and Taehyun takes a few more pictures.

They turned out to be adorable, half of their abdomens visible, necklaces shining, smiles natural and bright, arms around each other. Their kissing picture is highkey the cutest and Soobin managed to place his hand quickly under Taehyuns chin.

After their mini photo session, Taehyun finally lays down. The after sex exhaustion is suddenly hitting him again. His heart, still swelling with love, feels heavy.

With a pout he says, “Can we rest a bit now? Or else I won’t wake up tomorrow at all.”

His dad hesitates. “I honestly don’t think- I don’t know. What if Jisoo wakes up and I’m not there? I should probably go back.“

“What? No! Stay, please,” the younger whines sadly, grabbing his fathers hand. He needs him right now or else he won’t make it though the night calmly. He’s bursting with love and happiness, his dad can’t just leave him to himself now.

“You know this babe, I never stay in bed with you unless Jisoo is not at home..” His voice is firm, his expression is hesitant, though. Taehyun takes this as an encouragement to keep going. 

“Please, dad. Pretty please, you can’t just overwhelm me with sex at three in the morning and gift me the most beautiful necklace as some kind of promise- our promise for our love and then just leave me! That’s not- that’s not okay.” Taehyuns upper lip is quavering now, causing Soobins eyes to widden. 

It’s like the father forgot his own promise to never make Taehyun feel like he got no time for him, like he’s not his priority. He feels like shit

“Hey, hey, shh. I’m sorry baby, you’re right.” In one swift motion, he strokes Taehyuns cheek and presses him into the mattress so he’s laying down again. “Don’t cry, mhm? I was being the boring parent again. Of course I will sleep here with you, baby,” he reassures. 

Taehyuns eyes shine at that and he nods. “Thank you,” he whispers softly. Smiling, Soobin lays on the bed, arms out stretching as an invitation. An invitation which Taehyun accepts without second thinking. He’s in his arms, arms that make him feel safe, make him feel hot and cold at the same time. 

And most importantly, loved.

“Yeah, like that it’s perfect.” Soobin smiles, chin resting on top of Taehyuns head. His sons hair tickles his skin lightly, but he doesn’t mind.

“You’re heavy,” Soobin then says, faking his voice so that it comes out as an exhausted grunt. Taehyun lifts his head, eyes wide, mouth an 0 shape. “Hey! I’m not-“

Soobins silent laughter fills the room. “I’m just teasing, babe.” He has to dodge a fist that’s being thrown his way which makes him laugh even more. It’s funny how shy, collected but also easy to rile up Taehyun can be. 

“You could never, you’re as light as a feather with your tiny dick.”

“Daddy!” Taehyun protests, fat pout on his lips. “You know what, I hate you, actually. Go away.” 

Soobin laughs, hugging Taehyun who now turned around so that his back is facing Soobin. His grip is strong. Taehyun tries to get him off of him but with no success. “I’m sorry, I was kidding. Accept my apology?” 

Taehyun sighs then, over-dramatically. “Apology accepted.” 

Soobin speaks up again, “I will miss you like crazy, you know that right?” His voice leaves no room for teasing or anything else anymore.

Taehyun turns around, looking Soobin in the eyes. Yeah, he’s going to miss his dad as well. He wishes he wasn’t as clingy as he was but oh well, what was there to do. Now voice soft, he replies, “I will miss you too.”

Soobin smiles against his lips, kissing him softly. Surprisingly, their kiss is slow and passionate but actually hotter than a make-out session. If it wasn’t so late and given the current circumstances, they would most likely go for another round. But it’s okay like that. They fucked, shared a beautiful moment of love when they put their necklaces on and now was time to rest.

When the kiss ends Soobin sucks one last mark into Taehyuns neck. 

The younger drifts to sleep, meanwhile Soobin stays awake.

His heart is full. Taehyun is sleeping peacefully in his arms, naked just like he is. Jisoo could walk in any moment and find them. It was most likely not the case that she would, but it still was a possibility. Soobin couldn’t even find it in himself to care or to put some clothes on. He decided to sleep naked in bed together with Taehyun, nosing along Taes skin and inhaling his natural scent. 

He was glad that Taehyun got some rest before his awaiting trip. Another glance to the clock told him that it’s already almost four. 

Surely, Soobin won’t get any sleep for tonight, but that was okay. Taehyuns calming breathing, the feeling of his warm skin against his made it all better. 

He thinks about Taehyuns reaction when he opened the present. His eyes that shone so bright, full of adoration and love upon seeing the gold necklaces. Jisoo didn’t like wearing jewelry, she was not the type for it. Taehyun on the other hand loved it, asked to get his ears pierced when he was only six and saw the girls in his class having cute earrings tucked into their earlobe. 

He loved gold, so Soobin gave him that. He’d always give him pure gold, just the way he deserved.

He bites his lips. The way Taehyun opened the box and threw his arms over him almost made it look like..

Made it look like Soobin proposed to him.

The father almost bit his tongue, cheeks flushing. Obviously, Taehyun was too young for that now. Who knew where things would be leading to in the future, but Soobin knew one thing.

He definitely wanted to propose to Taehyun one day, let their relationship be as fucked up as it was. 

He smiles down to his son, kissing his cheek softly. “I love you, my little prince.”

He doesn’t sleep, but relaxes in Taehyuns bed with him in his arms. 

❃

“Want to but I can’t help it, I love the way it feels. This got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real..”

Ne-Yo’s voice rings through Taehyuns room, loud and next to his face. He jolts from his sleep, panicked because the music is at least a four hundred octaves too loud.

“I need it when I want it, I want it when I don’t..”

“Oh god, shut up,” Taehyun mumbles helplessly and tiredly. Someone remind him to finally change his alarm tone to something quieter and someone please remind him to not always drift to sleep one millimeter away from his phone. 

After a few seconds of forever ongoing searching he finally finds his phone and unlocks it.

Ne-Yo stops singing. Taehyun falls back again, a groan escaping his lips. He’s so incredibly tired, like what the actual fuck. He feels his eyes burning, can’t even hold them open. 

And god, is he sore.

Remember how he complained about Soobin never going on full hard modus on him? Well, Soobin is only human and Taehyuns asshole is truly being overworked these days, so it’s to no ones surprise when he hisses in pain as he shifts.

Out of instinct he reaches for the empty space next to him, disappointed when he’s met with the cold air. 

Reluctantly, he opens one eye to steal a glance at the clock. It’s six. His father has been at work since five already. Taehyun got the luxury of getting another hour of sleep.

He strechtes himself and yawns, sitting up. The younger smiles when he rubs the sleep away from his eyes, memories coming back to him and he automatically glances down towards his chest. The necklace lays there, untouched.

He’s still naked, he notices. Goosebumps spread on his skin when the cold morning air hits him through his open window. Soobin must’ve opened it, Taehyun usually prefers to sleep with the window open because he sometimes struggles to breathe properly at night. He actually forgets to open it or he’s too lazy, but Soobin must’ve done it for him. 

Then, he sees the small note laying on the pillow. How Taehyun didn’t crash it in his sleep is a mystery. 

Heart speed racing up, he unfolds it.

Good morning my little prince,

I’m sorry I can’t say you my goodbyes, I wish you lots of fun with your friends babyboy

Take care of yourself and keep that hole loose for me, hm?

I love you baby, hope it’s not too long until we see each other again

I promise I kissed your lips and forehead a hundred times before I left

Lots and lots of love,

Dad 

Oh god. 

He squeals, giggling to himself as he presses the note to his chest. Was there a limit to love a person because Taehyun sure as hell felt like his love only grew even more for his dad. Just when he thought he reached the maximum he realized that, no, there’s no maximum. Everyday, he oversteps it. 

Smiling, he stares out of the window, fingers playing with the medallion of his necklace. 

It’s unusually dark at this time of the day, Taehyun absolutely finds no energy in himself to get up. He wants to curl up next to the love of his life and most likely ride his dick and blow him and make him feel sated at any time. The warmth of his bed is all too welcoming, reminding him of his daddy and their mind blowing sex. Their love confession, the necklaces. 

“God, I’m so in love. It’s embarrassing,” he mumbles tiredly to himself, eyes closing slowly.

A good ten minutes later Taehyun gets up and puts some clothes on. Walking kind of hurts and feels out of place so it takes him a bit. Tiredly he drags his body downstairs to have some breakfast alone. Usually either his father prepares breakfast or his mom, either way they mostly eat together so he feels a bit lonely. 

He’s usually a morning person, maybe it’s just the fact that he woke up alone that made him feel so miserable. 

Rice and eggs with tomatoes sound inviting but he’s not the best when it comes to cooking, even for eggs only, besides, it’s too early. He goes with a bowl of almond milk and some sugar free cereals which give a weird combination. He eats in standing, not risking it to put his throbbing hole on a wooden chair which is cold and unforgiven, especially in the morning.

Luckily, his stuff is already packed so after walking upstairs again to kiss his sleeping mom on the forehead he gathers his suitcase, turning to leave the house. 

But Taehyun hesitates. 

He goes back to his room and god, he bites his lips when he stares at his closet.

Shall he..?

Well, but his daddy told him to stay a bit loose for him, no? 

If he bites his lips any harder, it might start bleeding. Thoughts racing, he opens his closet, pushes aside his shirts and finds it. His dildo. His only dildo, actually. Their toy collection is rather small, Taehyun only got that dildo because the amount of sex they had in those past few months was too much for Taehyun to even go a day without something stuffing his ass. And since Soobin isn’t always available, the father got him a see through, soft silicone dildo. It has about the same size as Soobin, it’s not as thick as his cock but just as big.

Would it be inappropriate to bring a dildo to a class trip? Was he too horny? But like, his daddy asked him to.

“Ugh,“ he murmurs, stuffing the dildo inside his backpack. Hurriedly, he leaves the house. Who knows, he might won’t even use it, it’s safer to have it with him anyway whenever he desires his daddy.

Outside it’s cold.

Too cold for Taehyun. Face hidden in his scarf he drags his big bag and suitcase behind him. Since neither his mom or dad can drive him, Soobin prepared him a taxi which he payed for in advance.

When he finds it, he greets the driver politely. Inside it’s warm and they finally drive off. The dildo sits heavily in his backpack. 

Here he goes.

❃

Beomgyu and Taehyun squeal when they see each other. Bags and suitcases dropped, they run to each other and Beomgyu catches Taehyun in a hug. They giggle loudly, arms around each other. 

“Taehyunie! I missed you.“

“I missed you, too!” Taehyun smiles, tightly wrapping his arms around his best friend. Behind Beomgyu are his parents who watch the kids with fond smiles. “Oh come on you guys, didn’t you see each other yesterday morning?”

They part and Beomgyu swings his index finger. “That was too long ago.” He says, matter of fact. Taehyun laughs at that, shoulders moving.

Park Beomgyu is not only his best friend but also his soulmate. The mate his soul chose. The soul the mate chose. Matessouls. Beomgyu was his first friend, his first shoulder to cry on, his first kiss and the only person he never fought with. 

Taehyun is not a person to fight, anyway, but sometimes it happens. Misunderstandings or issues are inevitable when you’re young and going to school and figuring yourself out.

The younger bows politely to his best friends parents. “I promise you Beomgyu is in good hands with me.”

Beomgyu rolls his eyes, playfully pinching Taehyuns cheeks. “Oh please, I should be telling your parents this, if anyone who needs to be taken care of it’s you, Taehyunie.”

“Speaking of, where are your parents?” Beomgyus father asks, looking around. “I haven’t seen your mom in a while, is she doing good?” he asks, voice genuinely interested and soft.

Beomgyus mom joins, smiling. “How is your father? I hope he’s not overworking himself.”

Taehyun can’t help but bite his lip. Yeah, it’s true, when he looks around.. all of his classmates were accompanied by their parents or any sort of adult. Which is concerning because Taehyun is almost like a child, sometimes. He himself wonders how he handles all the school situations without his parents being there. It’s mostly Soobin working and Jisoo having other things to do; like sleeping or visiting her friends. 

“Thank you very much, they’re okay! I’ll make sure to tell them you asked, thanks for your concern, I appreciate it very much.” Taehyun smiles politely, then turning to Beomgyu who smirks at him with his eyebrows raised. 

“Drop the polite act,” he whispers so only he can hear.

The younger scoffs. “It’s not an act, I am polite.”

“Guys! Get in the bus, we’re driving off in fifteen minutes!” their teacher, Mrs. Choi, yells loudly so Taehyun flinches.

Beomgyu says his goodbye to his parents, which includes them kissing his cheek repeatedly and telling him how much they will miss their only son. Taehyun watches them, smiling softly. He always admired their relationship. It’s special and full of love, he knows exactly where Beomgyu got his big heart and manners from.

Arms intertwined they enter the bus and sit down and god, did Taehyun try his best to not be obvious, though his father would very much appreciate it that he fucked Taehyun so good that it indeed is visible and yes, people will indeed see and notice that the younger has been fucked so well that he can’t even properly walk, but right now he doesn’t need any of that. 

But fuck, fuck fuck fuck is the seat uncomfortable. He doesn’t know if he’s biased because he’s sore but holy shit aren’t the others feeling it as well? 

But Beomgyu seems to not even notice because he suddenly lets out a shriek. “What the fuck!”

Taehyun startles and everyone else in the bus turns to them. The younger frowns, head shaking. “What’s wrong with you again, Beomgyu?”

“Eh, y’all pay attention again to whatever you were doing!” he orders, hands waving in disinterest to his other mates who all turn back to their seat, eyes rolling.

“Excuse me? Your neck?”

Taehyuns eyes widden. “My neck..?” And fuck, he realizes, Soobins love marks which he totally forgot to cover. His scarf isn’t doing the best job to hide them, especially with Beomgyu sitting next to him. “Oh..”

“Is that your secret boyfriend again? Please Tae, would you two give it a rest?” Beomgyu asks in disbelief, pushing his friends scarf away to inspect the hickeys closer and fuck, he’s welcomed with another two purple hickeys. 

When his eyes land on Taehyuns necklace, he loses it completely. “Kim Armor Taehyun, is that a fucking Tiffany seven hundred fifty gold necklaces with real diamonds in it?” 

Taehyun wants nothing more than to curl up in a ball and for the ground to swallow him whole. “Beomgyu-“

“Open it! I can see that it’s a medallion!”

“Beomgyu, please. I can’t open-“

“Open I said!”

“I can’t open it when his necklace is not here, it works with magnet pools and-“

“Kim Armor Taehyun, if you don’t-“

“Yah, Beomgyuie, can you not be so noisy for once?”

They both look up, Beomgyus hand on Taehyuns now almost shoved off scarf, Taehyuns hands up in defense and eyes half closed to escape Beomgyus attack. 

Kai and Jennie sit down on their seats in front of them, immediately turning around so they sit on the seats with their knees and can talk to the two friends.

“You guys came.” Taehyun smiles. 

“Yeah, my dad got into traffic and we picked Jennie halfway up so she had to suffer with me.” 

Jennie sighs. “We really thought we’re gonna miss the bus.” 

Kim Jennie and Jung Kai are part of their squad. Part of their unbreakable squad. The teachers like to call them the harrying four. They’re inseparable whenever they’re together. Their bond started when they were only eight years old, when Taehyun and Beomgyu were playing over at his playground and met Jennie and Kai there. 

“Wow, they are cute!” Jennie had said, smile bright. Kai nodded, checking them out with mesmerized eyes. “Hey! Want to be friends with us?” Kai asked.

Beomgyu and Taehyun shared a look before they grinned and walked over to them. It was a start of their never ending happy stories, of a never ending relationship. 

The saddest part about it is that they share every secret with each other. Every.

Beomgyu came out to them as bi, Jennie told them when she started smoking when she was only twelve, Kai shared with them when he masturbated for the first time.

Well, and Taehyun? Taehyun could absolutely not, under no circumstances, ever tell them what was going on between him and his father. He tried it many times, so many times that by now when he starts the sentence; I wanna tell you guys something, his friends roll their eyes and pay him no mind. The risk is just too high. He’d love to talk to someone about it, especially in moments like as for recently when he just wanted to yell on top of his lungs that he loves his dad, tell them about their sex (well not completely detailed but his friends are a horny bunch, though) about the presents, just anything.

If it was for Taehyun, he would’ve told them a long time ago. He didn’t know if he’d meet understanding or not, but that was a risk that he would be willing to take. So far his friends never judged him for anything, but well, finding out that he’s in an incest relationship with his father might be the breaking point.

And that’s the point. The reason why he’s staying quiet is his father. It could cost him his job, his child custody and he’d have to go through a curt process because they’re both not only men but on top of that, related. Soobin would have to face jail if anyone of his friends couldn’t keep shut and he wasn’t going to risk that for anything.

If it meant to be happy in private, to gush over his dad in private then he’d do that. For his father.

He wakes up from his thoughts when Jennie grabs his shoulder and shakes it slightly. Head cocked to the side, she smirks, “So what are those hickeys and the necklace about?”

“Yeah, how old is your secret boyfriend, Taehyun? Because he sure as hell must be rich!” Kai joins. They all stare at his necklace in awe.

The bus finally starts driving and Taehyun relaxes his shoulders with a sigh. “He-“ Where does he start?

Beomgyu notices Taehyuns current state and smiles a bit, coming down from his screeching attack. “Hey.. it’s okay. Sorry, I just freaked out a bit. We know how this topic makes you feel, we understand you, right guys?”

Taehyun looks up to see all of his friends nodding, lovely smile plastered on their lips. “We just want you to let it out, if you don’t want to, that’s fine, Tae,” Jennie says, chin resting on the head of the seat and arms coming down to play with Taehyuns hair. 

Taehyun feels warm and relaxes visibly. Kai giggles, kicking Jennies hand away to play with Taehyuns hair instead. 

The younger groans. “Guys! We talked about this, stop ruining my hair,” he pouts. They all burst into laughters, Beomgyus eyes disappearing when he smiles so bright, head resting on Taehyuns shoulder. 

Best friends indeed.

❃

Two hours into the ride, the squad fell asleep. Not only them, the entire bus was noticeably quieter, to their teachers pleasure. Well, everyone apart from Taehyun. Obviously he couldn’t sleep, thoughts racing. He should be tired after only two hours of sleep but surprisingly, that’s the least of his worries. He wanted to call his father, hear his voice. He missed him so much already. With a sad feeling, he stretches his back slightly and turns to Beomgyu to lean on his best friend when he’s met with Beomgyus eyes, open and staring at him. 

He flinches, eyes closing. “Beomgyu!” he whispers-yells, hand placing on top of his chest. “You scared me, don’t do that again!”

“I might,” his friend giggles, grabbing Taehyuns shoulder so he leans against him. The younger lets him do and rests his hand on Beomgyus shoulder. It’s comfortable, has always been.

“Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I couldn’t, I fell asleep around seven or so yesterday, I’m well rested and I really don’t feel tired,” Beomgyu whispers.

His friend smiles, hands trailing off to run through Taehyuns hair, who lets out a silent, muffled sound. He loves when Beomgyu does that, it’s like his friend knows exactly where to push his buttons to get him into a relaxed mood.

“I’m a little worried about you,” Beomgyu admits. He hates to intervene but his friends well being is way more important. This has been going on for a long while now, actually Beomgyu thought at first that it was some crush, a guy that was probably a few years older already than Taehyun. Later, though, the younger would show up, full of hickeys and bite marks all over his body. It was beyond Beomgyus imagination at first that someone as lovely, as quiet and shy as Taehyun would have such an active sex life.

Taehyun can only nod his head softly. Of course his friend is worried. It’s been like this for some years now. “I know you are and I’m sorry. I hate worrying you all, I can only promise you that I’m fine. More than fine, my life is perfect with him, Beomgyu. I just can’t talk about it yet.. It’s not about me, I have to consider his feelings as well, you know?” He snuggles closers to Beomgyu who welcomes him with an even tighter grip. “It has nothing to do with you or Jennie or Kai, it’s about me and him, actually. Maybe- maybe it’ll be over soon? I don’t know, I just- I wish I could talk to you about it, I really do.”

When he ends he raises his head from Beomgyus shoulder to see his friend smiling at him, kissing him on the forehead. “It’s okay, I understand you. It’s your life, just promise me to tell me when you’re not okay, when it’s starting to not be perfect anymore, yeah? I will- we all will be there for you. Of course I’m sure and hope that it won’t ever be the case but- you know.” 

Taehyun could cry, tears pricking at the corner of his eyes, ready to spill out. Instead he nods, kisses Beomgyu on the forehead as well. Beomgyu giggles adorably at that.

It’s quiet in the bus and they talk a bit, careful to whisper, Beomgyu gushing over the necklace and inspecting it. “Holy shit, not only is it expensive but it also feels expensive in my hands- it’s so- Taehyunie do you feel how heavy it is? This is pure money.” His friend can only laugh at that, rolling his eyes. “It looks good on you. Now open it for me.” 

“Beomgyu, we’ve been there already! I can’t open it with force or it might break! He has the same, when we put them together they open, and only then.”

“What is your boyfriend, an FBI agent?”

“No, you prick!” They laugh until the topic changes and Beomgyu rocks closer, waggling his eyebrows.

“Tell me more about the sex.”

Taehyun bites his lip to hide himself from laughing. It doesn’t go unnoticed so Beomgyu furrows his brows and kicks his friends knee lightly with his. “Don’t make fun of me, some of us are virgins and not getting fucked on the daily!” Taehyun does end up laughing, face hiding in the crook of his friends neck.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry I keep forgetting. What exactly do you wanna know?”

Beomgyu shots his question immediately. “How is taking dick?”

Taehyun now leans back in his seat again, sighing dreamily, eyes closing for a second. Too good. 

“That good?” Beomgyu asks in disbelief. 

“God, Beomgyu, I’m a mess whenever we have sex. I don’t know if he’s just good but sweet jesus, it gives you so much energy and makes you all lazy afterwards at the same time. It’s nothing compared to what you see online or to porn or whatever, it’s so different and,” he plays with the medallion of his necklace, looking for the right words. “Hot. Hot in every aspect. You are in that little space with a person you care about and you just make each other feel good. It’s heaven Beomgyu. And his dick, god-“

“Is it big? Tell me everything,” Beomgyu presses, shuffling closer. 

“So big. He’s so huge, I wouldn’t say that he’s hung or anything but definitely around nine inches? And his cock is fat, it just hits every place so nicely.” The younger gestures with his fingers. “When we did it for the first time..”

He remembers their first sex, how he was fourteen and didn’t understand the world yet. Him and Soobin had only done blow- and handjobs so far. Definitely some grinding and rubbing and Soobin tended to play with Taehyuns asshole when he couldn’t hold back. He either rimmed it or pushed his dick between Taehyuns asscheeks repeatedly until he came. So it was never really sex, until Taehyun decided he wanted to have with his daddy what he saw other people online having with their boyfriends.

His father was a bit surprised when Taehyun said he wanted his dad to finally fuck him, nevertheless Soobin fulfilled him his wish, obviously. If it was for him, he could’ve easily waited another few years until his son was ready. 

“Did it hurt?” Beomgyus voice sounds soft. 

“Honestly, it was okay. It’s important to prepare a lot, and my d- and he did that, it took us very long and we did so much foreplay that I didn’t last long. But when he pushed inside- it didn’t hurt it just felt.. weird, I guess?”

“Like when you take a shit?”

“Like when you take a shit! I couldn’t imagine actually getting pleasure out of it, it wouldn’t hurt me but it just felt like something was sticking out my ass,” he interrupts himself with a giggle which Beomgyu joins him in. “But then he moved and- and hit my spots so easily and everything was gone and forgotten like, who am I? What do I need to prepare for school? What did I do today? It was just him moving in and out of me. It was perfect, Beomgyu.”

Beomgyu nods, smirking, until his smirk drifts off and he sighs. “It sounds like cloud seven, I will probably never experience it.”

Pardon? The youngers eyes widden, shaking his head. “Not true, you will! It will just take time to find a person that you’re comfortable with. Don’t pressure yourself into it, okay?” In addition, he strokes his soulmates cheek. 

It’s silent again in the bus until Beomgyu speaks up. “Right now, I’m comfortable with you guys.”

Taehyun perks up, smiling at that, stilling his hand at Beomgyus cheek. “Us?”

“Yes,” he whines. “Any of you. Blow my dick, or something. I’m sure your rich ass sugar daddy won’t mind.”

First, he only hears the word daddy and shivers, breath getting caught in his lungs for a second. Sugar daddy, he tells himself and shakes his head again. 

“He wouldn’t mind, is that just really what you would want? How you would want your first time?”

“I mean kind of? It just hit me right now, with you I would feel safe. We’ve seen each other naked plenty of times, I think it’d be perfect. The same goes for Kai and Jennie.” Beomgyu looks so adorable, so fragile right now, talking about losing his virginity, that Taehyun can’t help but fall forward and hug him tightly. He chuckles. “My little big baby. I’d do anything for you.”

“What exactly are we missing out on again?”

They perk up, eyes falling on Jennie who yawns, stretching herself and chin resting on the head seat again. “What were you two talking about?”

Kai is still fast asleep, snoring next to Jennie.

Beomgyu states, as if it’s the most obvious, “A bit of Taehyuns sex life and how I want to lose my virginity on this trip. You’re more than welcome to help me.”

“Oh really?” she murmurs, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “You’re lucky I actually brought a strap-on with me.”

Wait.

What?

“You brought a strap on?!” Beomgyu and Taehyun whisper-yell, but it’s oddly loud, so Jennie looks around quickly to see that the others are still sleeping. 

“Psst! You’re waking the others up! And yes I did. Who do you think I am?”

“Jennie, I love you, I could kiss you right now,” Beomgyu states, high-fiving her. 

A blush creeps up Taehyuns face when he admits that he has brought a dildo as well.

Silence falls over them until Jennie giggles. “Is this a school trip or a sex trip for horny teenagers?”

“Probably a mix of both.”

❃

It’s another two hours later that Kai wakes up as well, not even because it happened naturally, rather because the bus came to such an abrupt halt that he fell from his seat because he didn’t put on the seatbelt.

While his friends were curling in their seats, laughing and tears forming in their eyes, Kai got up and went to sit down again with his arms folded.

The class groans when they’re finally exiting the bus. Ass and back stiff, the friends stretch themselves to feel their bones again. 

Tongyeon is a harbor city in the south of South Korea. Taehyun is hit with the fresh smell of the sea and fishes. He likes it, though there’s going to be a lot of history talk ahead of them, he can tell. Hundred places to visit in the small city - including a lot of walking. He pats his thighs to show them moral support, he’ll need their help during the next upcoming days. 

They chatter when they get their bags and stroll to the booked accommodation. Just like that, the talk about the room arrangement inflames. Groups are forming, people are discussing and Taehyuns teacher rolls her eyes, turning to Mr. Kang for support, who moves wildly with his hands to get the people to quiet down. 

“Guys, we know we promised you double rooms and room of four, but we also told you that it’s not final until we’re here. We hope you already have in mind with who you want to share, but please let us check in first and let me ask about the rooms,” his teacher finishes with an annoying groan and seriously, Taehyun understands him but his class is rather docile and barely acting up apart from being loud sometimes.

There’s worse, he thinks.

“So, what do you guys think, who should we share a room with?” Jennie starts, looking around the small lobby and sitting down on her suitcase. Beomgyu follows and does the same.

Kai rubs his index finger over his chin, pretending to think. 

A good question. The group usually doesn’t let other people join them, in any activities. 

Taehyun isn’t an outsider but god, does he just want to get out his phone and call his dad, tell him that he arrived safely and that he’s really being that clingy and annoying to miss him already.

The phones aren’t allowed though, especially now during the check in time, the kids might get to spend times with their phones secretly in their rooms at night.

“Someone said there will be rooms of six.”

“Six?”

“Honestly I think we shouldn’t take that, if it’s true. I don’t want anyone else with us. You know how weird it gets,” Kai says.

Jennie sighs, nodding. “True that, last time we shared the tent with Sunny she almost stole my airpods.”

Beomgyu laughs at that, hiding his face behind his hand. “A real shocker, let me tell you that.” He pauses then, rising his eyebrow. “Wait, what if you aren’t allowed to share a room with us, Jennie?”

“Uhm, why shouldn’t I?”

“Oh fuck, we forgot,” Kai groans. 

Jennie is a girl. 

Girls and boys aren’t allowed to share a room. It seems just awfully natural to them because they are together like this all the time. “Jennie, my little baby, you’re a girl. There’s no way in hell the teachers will allow you to stay with us.”

Jennies face falls and she jumps from her suitcase. “Mr. Kang-“ she starts but Beomgyu is quick to rush to her and place his palm over her mouth. “Wait, let us see first okay? You can still sneak to our room.”

Taehyun bites his lip. 

This sure as hell is a problem. Jennie doesn’t get along well with the other girls. It has been like this ever since they were little kids. And Taehyun has to give her that, it’s not Jennies fault completely. 

It’s infuriating how whenever they’re with other girls, they give Jennie that look. That look where the boys think everything’s okay but it’s not. Jennie notices it all the time and to her surprise, Taehyun does too.

Truly, Taehyun doesn’t know why his instincts work so well, maybe cause he likes to pretend to be a girl whenever he’s with his daddy but it’s obvious, how jealous the other girls are that she is surrounded by boys only. It saddens Taehyun, it absolutely shouldn’t be like that. Sometimes he catches the girls talking about a new game that has dropped or beauty tips and Jennie eavesdrops, feeling down because she can’t join them.

She knows when she does, they’ll leave. 

Taehyun talked to his father about the whole situation, who assured him that it’s just what kids do at that age. He promised that it’ll be better in the future, that Jennie is a gorgeous, kind woman who’ll eventually fit in. She should always be herself and don’t worry about acceptance. “Isn’t the love you three give her the purest thing you guys could do?”Soobin had said while stroking Taehyuns cheek lovingly.

And it was.

“Guys, I think I have an idea,” Taehyun states, nibbling at his bottom lip absentmindedly. 

The friends share a look. 

Taehyun is smart, Taehyun does unexpected things and Taehyun is especially one thing; creative. It’s a thing he used to love about himself until the people around him made him feel like he came from mars when all he did was sharing his thoughts and dreams. 

So yes, as much as they appreciate him and his ideas, they mostly just go wrong. It’s exciting and thrilling but right now they need a plan. 

Jennie snorts. “Did BigTae finally hear our prayers? Yourprayers, that is?” Beomgyu and Kai crack a laugh at that, whereas Taehyun only rolls his eyes. “Shut up, BigTae exists. Now would you let me speak?”

“Go ahead.”

“It’s simple, we take the partner rooms.” 

“Excuse me, Tae Tae, but did you not just listen to what we said?” Kai groans, face palming.

“And I told you to let me speak.” He subtly points his fingers at a girl and a boy standing closely next to each other, holding hands behind their huge suitcases. “This girl over there, Mi Ran, and that guy next to her,” he mumbles, cocking his head to the side, “I don’t recall his name, however, they are dating.”

“They are what?” Jennies eyes widden, turning to the couple who not so subtly, sends each other shy smiles and knowing gazes. 

“What I just said. Now, if let’s say me and Beomgyu take the shared room, Jennie could go with Mi Ran and Kai with her boyfriend. And here comes the thing!” he states, dramatically, hands clasping together.

“You guys switch, Jennie is with us and Mi Ran is with her boyfriend,” Beomgyu whispers in awe, eyes lighting up as he hugs Taehyun. “My little Tae, you’re so smart.”

Taehyun grins, lets his friend squish him as he pats imaginary dust off his shoulders. 

It’s the first thing that came to his mind so hopefully it’ll work out. “I love that plan,” Kai states, clapping his hands together.

Jennie smirks, walking over to sit on Kais lap. “I love the guy who came up with it.” 

“Lets hope it works out, no one better notices.” Beomgyu sighs, letting go of Taehyun. 

It’s so going to work.

❃

It so did work, on top of that they got the rooms which are next to each other at the end of the hallway.

 The squeals were preprogrammed. 

The mood is light and easy, as expected. Taehyun sits carefully down on the bed. It’s a loft bed and Beomgyu had screamed, “I take the top, shotgun!” when they entered the room. His soulmate didn’t mind, as long as his sore ass would finally calm down a bit and let him catch a breath.

How was he supposed to stay loose for his daddy if he still felt so much pain from the previous sex? He’s not one to complain, though, after all it’s everything he wants and asks his daddy for. 

If Beomgyu notices and giggles when Taehyun walks miserably to the bathroom as if a stick got stuck in his ass, he doesn’t comment it.

The younger washes his face and hands, smiling at his reflection when he’s met with his beautiful necklace. Only his.

He finally, finally, gets rid of that scarf and turns to put makeup over the hickeys. In their room, Beomgyu puts on some korean rap song, probably one of Taeyangs old songs, as he gets their stuff out of the suitcase to put it in the small closet.

Kai and Jennie come over after they finish organizing their clothes. The room switching went smoothly, the couple agreed quickly and actually thanked them and shared a bottle of alcohol with them because they were too grateful that they got the opportunity to finally have some time together because - as they told Jennie - their parents are very strict and are clueless to their relationship. This seemed to be the perfect possibility to spice things up between them.

Kai was quick to put a condom in the guys - turns out his name is Chang Do - backpack of his jeans. God be with them.

They throw themselves at Taehyuns bed, Beomgyu unbothered who continues to fold their clothes neatly.

“Gays, listen up. Me and Kai got a double bed, what kind of heaven is this?”

“A double bed?” Beomgyu reaches over to throw his shirt in the highest drawer but can’t reach because he’s too short. “Kai, you better take this as a sign from god and take your meal in the morning,” he stresses, head growing red as he helplessly stands on his tiptoes but can’t reach it. Fuck it.

When Kai stands up and grabs the shirt from him to throw it inside effortlessly, Beomgyu scoffs. It’s only a few centimeters seperating them, how is it possible that said centimeters are life changing? It’s unfair. 

Someone start a petition with him.

“What meal do you mean?”

Jennie giggles at that, kicking Kai with her legs and pointing her heel to his dick. “There’s only one available meal that early in the morning.” 

They break out in sniggers. 

Taehyun hears them from the bathroom, smiling fondly, albeit shaking his head because god, are his friends ridiculous. Ridiculous but understanding. There was a time where Taehyun felt like he was a sinner because of the amount of pleasure he wants to feel, wants to experience. The amount of horny hours, masturbating and jerking off seemed odd to him for such a young boy. Turned out his friends are just as horny and lustful as him. 

“So where is that dildo Taehyun was speaking of?”

“Oh that, it wasn’t in his suitcase because I already got most of it out,” Beomgyu huffs out, walking towards his backpack. 

Kai is the only confused one, as usual. “Dildo? Taehyunie brought a dildo?”

Jennie nods. “I brought a strap-on. It’s time that we all get to have some fun.” She smirks, head cocked to the side.

When Taehyun is done he joins them, just as Beomgyu pulls the dildo out of his backpack.

It makes the younger wonder if the others are aware of the sexual tension that is always around them. He likes it, the others do too. Especially his friends tease each other, hands resting on someone genitals way longer than necessary. They never talked about it and truly, there’s no need to. 

It’s their concept of being young and carefree. Taehyun wouldn’t exactly call it platonic, since it was a bit different. It came close to it, though.

Sometimes they kiss each other when they’re having a sleepover and once he caught Beomgyu rubbing against Jennie during the couch scene from Parasite. That was a moment.

“Wow, now that is a beautiful fake dick.”

“Agreed, where did you get it from?” Jennie asks, curious and eyes wide. The dildo is being passed to her and she inspects it closely, squeezing and running her hands up and down. “It must feel so good!” 

Taehyun nods, blushing. “It does.” He gently puts his scarf on the bed, leaning against the ladder of the bunk bed. “I thought it might be uncomfortable because it’s big and stiff, it doesn’t really move so I thought maybe it would feel like a glass bottle being shoved up my ass, but it’s really not.”

“Was it expensive?” Kai asks when it’s his turn to examine the dick. 

Taehyun shakes his head, biting his lip. “My boyfriend got it for me as a present. He told me to use it whenever we’re not, uh- doing it.”

Beomgyu pouts at that, snatching the dildo from Kai. “He’s sweet, how often do you use it?”

“I wouldn’t say almost every day but-“

“Almost every day,” the friends say simultaneously and laugh. Taehyun joins them and moves to carefully sit down on the floor, legs crossed. 

“Show us your strap-on now, please!” Beomgyu whines.

So she does. In a few seconds she’s back from her room, proudly presenting her strap-on. If the boys all gulp and swallow thickly, they try not to show it too much. It’s beautiful, like Jennie, the entire dick a strong pink and the band around it colored in rather softer colors, rose and lilac pastel. It exciting to only look at it, Taehyun can only imagine how it must feel. Again they pass it around like it’s a treasure and everyone feels the soft, rubber elastic. 

Taehyun knows that both toys will be of use on this trip.

It’s not long after a teacher is yanking the door open, sticking his head in to yell that they’re going to drive off in a few minutes, meeting point being the lobby.

They all jump to their feet and are quick to hide the toys, but the teacher seems to be in such a rage that he doesn’t even notice it as he closes the door with a loud smack. 

Eventually Jennie and Kai leave to get ready and Taehyun can’t help but to grab his phone and turn it on. “I’m going to take a phone call, I’m ready so please call me when we’re due to leave!” the younger calls out without waiting for an answer. 

He exits the room to walk through the hallways of the motel, lips bitten in anticipation. It takes awfully long for his iPhone to show the apple, symbolizing that; yes bitch I am being turned on, just wait you impatient bitch.

But Taehyun is always impatient when it’s about Soobin.

He looks around nervously, biting his nail when his screen flashes and asks for the code. He huffs at the boring background, much more would he prefer the recent picture he took early in the morning, preferably the one where him and Soobin were kissing.

It’s unhealthy how fast his heart beats inside of his chest, Taehyun almost squeals when he dials the number. He could easily get it out of his contacts but he’s in an emotional rush so he types out the number which he knows by heart in one second and presses the device to his ear.

It rings only twice before Soobin picks up, which felt like an eternity to Taehyun.

“Hello, my babyboy.”

“Dad!” Taehyun beams happily, looking left and right until he drops on his sore ass against a wall where he can watch over the rooms in case if someone gets out. The pain in his ass? He ignores it.

“Dad, we arrived! It’s so pretty here and I’m sharing my room with Beomgyuie.” 

His father chuckles on the other line and jesus, Taehyun suddenly feels like sobbing because he swears he’s not trying to be dramatic but he just misses him so much already. “I’m glad to hear that, baby. How was the ride? Did you find the taxi in the morning?”

Taehyun nods. “Yeah, he was waiting infront of our door. The ride was good..” he considers telling him how sore his ass is but unless like Taehyun, it wouldn’t feed his fathers pride. He’d feel miserable for hurting him too much and being too rough with him. “Actually, it wasn’t. The seat was uncomfortable.”

“Would you have preferred to sit on daddys lap?”

Taehyun bites his lip, eyes automatically scanning over the doors again. He should still be having a few minutes left. “Mhm, so much. Would’ve-“

He swallows, looking around again.

“Would’ve what?” Soobin asks, amusement in his voice. Taehyun just knows that he’s smirking. 

“Would’vecockwarmedyou.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he whines, something hot pooling in his lower area. His dad is as usual arousing him so easily. “You.. you would’ve forgotten about the ride because I would’ve been there to give you the real ride.”

It’s silent for a few seconds until he hears Soobin clears his throat after he let out a chocked noise.

“My baby, you sure would’ve. Where are you right now?”

“I-I’m-“ he pauses, glancing around again. “In the hallway. We need to get ready in a few minutes, I sneaked out to call you.”

“My good boy, now listen to me. Will you listen to what daddys gonna tell you?”

Taehyun doesn’t have to bat an eyelash, he nods - again, uncaring at how his dad doesn’t see him anyway - smiling. “Always.”

“Touch yourself.”

Taehyuns breath get caught in his throat. “R-right now?”

“Yeah, right now. Daddy will stay on the line, alright?” His fathers voice is soft, tender, giving away that he misses him just as much. 

“O-okay daddy.” Taehyun bites his lip, arousal burning inside of him. Automatically he presses his thighs together, grip around the phone tightening. 

He sweats at the thought of a door being yanked open at any possible second, but it also sends a shiver of arousal down his spine, he can’t deny that the thought turns him on.

His hand wanders slowly down inside of his pants, past the waistband. The second it comes touching his dick he breathes out shakily. 

“My good girl. The best of them all, always listening to daddy, hm?”

“Mhm, only daddys.” He sounds weak, hands finally half grabbing his dick. He zips open his jeans and pushes it half down, all he can do is pray that no one comes out.

“Don’t worry, yeah? Just enjoy it, baby. Daddy is also touching himself, thinking about you.”

“A-ah, dad.. So good.” His tip is leaking a bit of precum which he gladly smears all over the tip, pushing his foreskin over it. 

What he hears next has him biting down. 

It’s his fathers moan, coming out rather quietly. “Babygirl, you feel so good.” Taehyun presses his lips together in order to not moan out loud. “Did you bring the dildo, babygirl?”

“M-Mhm, babygirl did.”

His father humms in approval, though Taehyun can’t tell if it’s because he’s satisfied with the answer or because of the pleasure he’s feeling by most likely pumping his cock. “Very good, keep on stroking your cock for me, yeah? But hurry up, you don’t want someone to see you like this, do you?”

When Taehyun wails silently, he’s sure that Soobins eyes just widened. “Oh.”

He feels hot all over as he hastily pushes his brief further down to get a better angle. He tries to sit up but it’s painful but also good because like this he reaches his cock better, easier, quickly stroking his little member. “D-dad-“

“You do want to get caught.”

Taehyun bites his lip, head shaking and voice breaking. “N-no! Just want- Daddy just want you here so much so badly.” The thought of Beomgyu, his friends or anyone just walking out and seeing him like this makes his cock almost shoot his load right then and there. He wouldn’t say he’s into it but the idea is nice and sends a flash of adrenaline and anxiety down his spine which turns him on. 

“Shh, it’s okay babygirl. Keep stroking, mhm? I’m doing the same. Imagining it’s your tight pussy.” And he does, his breath comes out in short cuffs, he’s probably bumping it just as fast as Taehyun because they run short on time, Taehyun thinks.

“O-oh god, d-daddy I’m gonna..” The younger knocks his head against the wall, biting his lips in order to keep shut. He’s so close, holding onto his phone for dear life. “Daddy I-“

A door is being yanked open, a loud yell followed by it. 

“Taehyun-ah!”

Taehyun pales, freezing on spot and immediately stopping in his movements. His father goes quiet on the line.

“Taehyun-ah!!” It’s Beomgyu. He sounds desperate, Taehyun can’t make out much of him because of his blurry eyesight but fuck, he’s about to throw up and the embarrassment and humiliation is running through him. “Shit, I got fucking eyeliner in my eye I’m going blind you fuckface whereever you are, come and fucking help me!!”

A blink. He blinks once, then twice, vision becoming clear again. Beomgyu stands at the end of the hallway, feverishly rubbing his eyes which he shouldn’t do because it probably makes it worse.

“Baby, go help him.”

“D-dad..” he whispers, eyes on his best friend and slowly getting up. He doesn’t understand the world anymore, he’s never got his orgasm taken from him.

Taehyun breathes out harshly, dick pulsing. He’s two, three strokes away from coming and he considers just fucking doing it but shit his friend yells his name out again and almost crashes into the door. 

“It’s okay, I’m sorry that we can’t finish off, enjoy your time. Call me whenever you want and can okay?”

There Taehyun stands, briefs and jeans half pulled down, dick out. He looks around to see if there are any hidden cameras, if this is some sort of prank but his father speaks again. His voice is soft, calming and somehow yet on the edge. He too, cannot remember the last time he didn’t get to orgasm. It wouldn’t be fair to Taehyun if he finishes himself off so he drops the hold around his dick.

“Taehyunie,” his father usually never says his name like this, “it’s okay, you can masturbate in the shower or at night, your friend needs you right now.” His father always had that funny way of scolding him but sounding so lovely. It’s sound like what he says is correct, everyone disagreeing is incorrect.

Finally, finally Taehyun collects himself, nodding and wiping his tears. He wants to end the call when his dad speaks up again. “Promise me to stay loose, babyboy okay? Whatever happens, stay loose for me, alright?”

“Alright dad, love you..” 

“Love you, my baby.”

Taehyun ends the call and hurriedly puts his dick back in his pants. It’s sticky and still hard, uncomfortable when Taehyun nevertheless zips it up and walks awkwardly to Beomgyu, gently taking his hands from his face. “Come on, Beomgyu. I’m here now, you’ll be fine. Let me wash that mascara out of your eyes.”

„Eyeliner,“ Beomgyu corrects, who was in some sort of shock. He exhales in relief, half hugging his friend. “I thought I’m turning blind.”

Taehyun gives a half smile, shoving his friend back to their room. When Beomgyu asks why Taehyuns hands are sticky or why it took him so long to show up, he pretends to cough.

It takes the two friends a while because Beomgyu happens to be a bit dramatic and refuse to let Taehyun wash his eyes carefully so it’s a harder task than expected but they manage. Beomgyu opens his eyes which are red as hell, black now smeared everywhere. He closes them again, sighing. 

A minute later a teacher comes in - again - telling them that everyone’s been waiting for them. 

So far, so good.

It’s uncomfortable, the hard dick in Taehyuns pants, the tears drying on his cheeks and the constant pulsing of his hard on. Thankfully Beomgyu is too focused on his own misery to even take notice on Taehyuns horrible body posture, because even a blind man can see how shaken he looks.

The only thing he does is throwing his pillow at Beomgyu. Not even two minutes later, they have to leave.

❃

The younger didn’t lie when he said Tongyeon was pretty. It was actually more than that. It was fascinating. 

The class was surprised when the teachers announced their trip to Tongyeon because usually they head off to bigger cities or sometimes they even go to Japan, not with the juniors but anyway, Tongyeon is not a place anyone of them expected.

The port city is characterized by its pleasant peace and tranquility, the only audible thing being the chatter of the inhabitants, the sea or the birds. The air is fresh, makes you feel like you’re finally taking a good breath after years.

They walk around the area around their motel until they head off to the pork. Mr. Kang comes to an abrupt halt, arms wide as he explains. “The name Tongyeong means "command post" and is itself associated with Admiral Yi, as it refers to his principal base that was located on nearby Hansan Island.”

“Do you think he got it from Wiki?” Beomgyu murmurs into Taehyuns ear. 

The younger snorts. “He so did.”

Jennie throws her arm around Taehyun then, sighing. “It smells like fish everywhere, I’m getting hungry.”

Kai is the next one to rest against Jennie. “Me too, Mrs. Choi didn’t even promise us to eat fish. We’re going to die.”

“Ah, we’re here for an entire week, do you really think they won’t let us try fish here once? Maybe not today but I’m sure we’re eating tomorrow or Wednesday, they’ll probably take us to a popular fish place,” Beomgyu says dryly, eyes on Mr. Kang who is now reading something off the palm of his hands and really, how does he think people are not going to notice? 

Wikipedia indeed.

Some time later they let them split into groups of four to answer a quiz. They have to ask the locals for information. Whatever Team gets the correct answers first, gets early access to the dining room.

Spell ridiculous. 

But you guess it, Taehyuns team won. To be fair, they are a strong group, but the others didn’t really try well. 

It’s not so ridiculous anymore when they are the first people in the lovely decorated dining room with food that they could only dream of. There’s even fish! The friends smile from ear to ear. The shrimps are limited so Jennie and Kai don’t hesitate to shove them down their throats. Tae and Beomgyu are vegetarians so they go with everything else. Some time later the teachers and classmates join them.

“No shrimps though we’re at the sea?” a student whines.

Beomgyus eyes widden, turning to his friends. “You jerks ate all of them?”

Taehyun chuckles, hand over his mouth when Jennie shrugs and Kai bites his lip in guilt. Now that was ridiculous.

The atmosphere is great. Teachers are chatting, friends are talking, couples are holding hands under the table. (Yes, even Mi Ran and her boyfriend) Taehyun really liked today in Tongyeon. It’s a silent city with friendly people who are warm and welcome everyone with open arms. He likes how it’s not giving foreclosed vibes or those cities where you just know that some bodies are buried under the bridge. 

It’s beautiful and he can imagine Soobin and him staying here.

Speaking of, he bites his lip. The soreness went away very well throughout the entire day with all the walking and relaxing and playing games, so he considers calling his daddy later on before he goes to bed. He also considers using his dildo..

“Daydreaming again?” Jennie smiles, head cocked to the side. “Say aah-“ So Taehyun does, brows furrowing as he opens his mouth. With her chopsticks, Jennie feeds him with a sushi roll. 

It’s delicious, Taehyun chews when Kai speaks up. “Do you miss your sugar daddy?”

“I do,” he sighs, chin resting in his palm. He doesn’t comment on the sugar daddy nickname thing which developed today. “I would like to call him after dinner.”

Beomgyu whistles, stuffing his mouth with a spoonfull of rice. “Someone is whipped, and reckless. Aren’t you scared that the teachers will take your phone away?”

“What about you? Scared that you’ll get mascara in your eye again when I leave you for two minutes?”

“Listen- it was eyeliner!”

“Beomgyu did what now?” Jennie snorts. “Is this why you guys were late?”

Taehyun smiles in triumph, nodding. “Someone was fidgeting too much. May I ask why you were so excited?”

“M-me? Well there wasn’t-“

“Honestly, I just think you are horny and thought about something filthy. Hands up if you think Beomgyu would suck any cock in this room.” All three of them rise their hands, laughing when Beomgyu scoffs childishly, crossing his arms infront of his chest.

“It’s okay Beomgyu, we’re all as horny as you are.”

“Yeah, yeah Kai. I was actually trying to focus on my eyeliner when I just thought about things that could be done with a strap-on, so yeah, I’m sorry. Sorry for being a horny prick.”

“Aww, it’s okay!” Jennies smile is cute, dimples evident. “Why aren’t we trying out? What do y’all think, should we do it?”

It’s silent and Taehyun gulps. He’s so going to get fucked on this trip, it’s inevitable. He doesn’t think his daddy would have a problem with it but he’d like to ask him first.

“We should, we got nothing to lose and honestly, I know how horny we are for each other. Jennie, don’t tell me you haven’t thought about pegging me,” Kai says as if it’s the most casual small talk, taking a bite from his meat.

“Honestly, I did.”

“See?”

“So when and how do we do it?” Surely they need to talk it out, how when and where. 

So they settle for a start in Beomgyu and Taes room. Jennie says that two people should start fooling around, most likely Beomgyu to get him prepared. Then, they planned to go to Jennies and Kais room since it offers a double bed. Taehyun will ask Soobin, he’s sure that he’s not going to participate in the fucking. He might suck a dick or a boob.

After they finish eating the students are headed off to their rooms, not before the teachers gave them a speech about if they smell, see or find any alcohol or smoking stuff they’ll rip their heads off.

Taehyun is excited to call his dad, only for the Mailbox to greet him. He frowns, pulling his phone away and shutting it off. He pays it no mind, he’ll try later again.

He takes the dildo with him to the bathroom and rides it quickly, hissing a few times. It feels good, making him miss Soobin even more. 

His father is all he can think of when his pace quickens, dick hitting his soft belly from the extreme shuffling forward and backwards. With a silent moan and pleasant sigh, he cums on the floor.

He sweat, eyes staying closed and he milkes himself dry, moaning in pleasure. He smiles when he thinks about how he’s going to talk to his daddy soon.

❃

There’s a reason why Soobin couldn’t pick up the phone. It’s currently in the kitchen, as the father kept it close to him in case Taehyun called.

What he didn’t count in was Jisoo coming home from her friends earlier than usual, taking Soobins hand and leading him to their bedroom.

There’s a shy smile on her face as she pushes Soobin on the bed and undresses herself. The father thinks of any excuse to escape the situation but everything flies off his mind when Jisoo strips down to show the lingerie she’s wearing. It’s sexy and red and makes her breast look like they’re almost falling out of the material that’s cupping them and the tanga is showing so much she could’ve basically just worn nothing.

“Darling, you look good.”

“I figured we haven’t done.. something fun in a while, so I thought why not.” She sits down on the bed, placing her hands on Soobins thighs. “I just did it for you.”

“We haven’t. That’s because we have a son at home who could possible walk in on us any second. We shouldn’t do this-“

“But Taehyun isn’t here, there isn’t a better timing. I missed you so much, Soobin.” Jisoo bites her lip, eyes persistent as she crawls forward to him. “You don’t have to do anything. Let me do the work, let me please you. It’s been too long.” She settles on his lap, softly caressing her husbands cheek. 

Soobin sighs, closing his eyes. Ever since him and Taehyun started what they have, he of course couldn’t turn down Jisoo for sex. Taehyun knew that, it didn’t hurt him like he thought. He knew that his father loved him, so he was fine with his parents having sex. Soobin agrees most of the times because he doesn’t want Jisoo to get suspicious if he keeps on turning her down.

If he knew that his wife already had figured out that he was obviously cheating, he wouldn’t play along.

But right now, missing Taehyun and after a long day of work, he just doesn’t feel like giving in. 

“Why didn’t you want to drive Taehyun to the central station? He had to go by himself,” he changes the topic, eyes firm on Jisoos face.

Jisoo groans, sitting down on the bed. “Where is the problem? He’s sixteen, he’s not a baby anymore. I bet you had an uber or taxi ready for him?”

“I did. But that’s not my point. Why did you let him go by himself? He’s our son, I bet he would’ve appreciated if someone went there with him. To say goodbye at least.”

“Oh, since you can’t be a good husband you try to be a good father?”

Silence falls upon them when Jisoo throws her arms in the air, huffing. 

“Look-“

“No, you look. I got all dressed up for you so we could have a little bit of fun together, especially now that Taehyun is away and doesn’t have to walk in on us, and what do you do? You always look for a reason to fight with me!” 

It’s frightening how quickly she went from trying to seduce Soobin to being mad at him. It doesn’t help that she’s half naked. When Soobin tries to sit up, she pushes him down with her heel.

“I’m sorry if talking about our son is more important than you getting laid.”

“Why do you act like I’m a horrible mother? Do you think you’re the perfect father?”

Soobin bites his lip, pinching the bridge of his nose in an attempt to calm down. “I’m too tired for this.” 

Fucking your kid behind your wife’s back is really not making Soobin be in a position where he can speak up. The worst part is, he didn’t even want it to escalete. He just wanted Jisoo to go to the central station with Taehyun, that was all he wished for. But when he asked her to do so after Taehyun announced when he should be at the bus station, she declined so abruptly, it just hurt Soobin.

Hurt him for Taehyun. But fighting right now wasn’t the best they could do, either. And since Jisoo isn’t the most patient, there’s nothing to talk about. 

Jisoo does end up getting laid. Not only is she getting laid, but fucked deeply into the mattress. The sex is angry but also passionate. After all, they’re still married.

Soobin fucks Jisoo until his frustration is away and Jisoo rides Soobin until she’s smiling again, mind somewhere else and only leaving space for pure bliss.

It’s different, the high pitched moans and the breasts in front of him, Jisoos fast rhythm. Not necessarily bad, but different.

Not Taehyun.

Jisoo looks like someone who just got their wishes granted, bouncing on top of Soobin, eyes gleaming as she kisses him with her tongue, asking him to suck marks on her neck which he doesn’t. He kisses it, but doesn’t suck any marks there.

But Soobin is something somewhat close to a sex god and Jisoo is a gorgeous woman with an even more gorgeous body which includes an incredibly tight pussy so they enjoy their heated moment until the moans are getting louder, the movements messier and the orgasms getting closer.

When they’re done and Jisoo cuddles up to her husband, Soobin wants to cry. Wants to just take Taehyuns hand and take him somewhere where no one knows them and where they can build a new future in peace, maybe.

Maybe.

❃

Taehyun doesn’t reach Soobin the next day. Neither does he the day after. On Thursday he gives up and cuddles up to a freshly showered Beomgyu, after the class went fishing together. Their teachers had hoped for at least one catch but the only thing that was caught was some plastic bottle.

Hurt washes over him as Beomgyu runs his hand through his hair absentmindedly. He bites his lip, eyes fixated on the window, in sight a beautiful view of the port. 

Was Soobin avoiding him? It wouldn’t make sense, why was Soobin not responding to his calls all of sudden? 

Not only were they lovers but also father and son, what if Taehyun needed something? The younger swallows thickly, desperately trying to stop the tears from forming in his eyes. The last thing he needed was to make Beomgyu grow suspicious after he walked in on his friends having an interesting threesome. 

Not that he minded, though. He did feel offended at first that he wasn’t even being invited at least - he’s sure he would’ve declined either way since he’s been a bit down ever since he didn’t speak to Soobin - but still. The most important thing was that Beomgyu wasn’t a virgin anymore, thanks to Kai. His friend was so excited to tell him everything that he almost forgot about the current situation with his dad.

Turned out Beomgyu fucked Jennie from behind while Kai took Beomgyu. And then, Jennie fucked Beomgyu again with her strap-on while Kai fucked her ass as well. They really threw an anal party without Tae.

If it wasn’t for their loud moans Taehyun probably wouldn’t have interrupted. Beomgyu sounding like a dying animal during sex wasn’t something Tae was aware of. Well, now he knew. 

“What are you thinking of?” Beomgyus eyes are still on his phone, movements of his hands nowhere near stopping. 

“Nothing.”

Beomgyu merely rises an eyebrow, nose scrunching. He doesn’t buy it and Taehyun knows, so he goes with the truth instead. 

“About walking in on you with you balls deep in Jennie and Kai in your ass.”

Beomgyu drops his phone, sending Taehyun a death glare to woch the boy only laughs. “Please, it’s not my fault you’re not getting dick for once in your life.”

Taehyun sits up, pouting. Were they really thinking that low of him? “You guys could’ve at least asked me! Didn’t you count me in last time?”

“I did, but we decided that we also wouldn’t want to create any bad tension, who knows how possessive your daddy can get,” he responds dryly. 

Taehyun heart skips a beat at the mention of his daddy, shoulders and gaze dropping. A tired sigh leaves his lip and in no seconds his head is back on Beomgyus tummy. “Don’t mention him.”

Beomgyu rises his eyebrow at that, turning off his phone. “Trouble in paradise?”

It’s dramatic, Tae thinks. But why are his fingers itching? It feels wrong, more than wrong. And he needs to talk to someone about it. “It’s just.. well.”

“Just..?” His friend is waiting for a continuation but shit, does it feel weird to talk about something that’s not there. There’s a lack of communication at the moment but does that really count as a problem? On the other hand, Tae is not sure if he can remember a time this long that we was without his daddy. Not even hearing his voice or FaceTiming him at least.

“Just.. we haven’t been talking, is all. I, uhm- I actually tried to call him, several times. Yesterday and the day before but.. he’s not picking up.”

“Well, is his phone shut off?”

“Nope.”

“Did you try to text him?”

“Yup.”

“Well then, the case is clear.” His friend claps his hands together and really, the look on his face is worrying Taehyun, so much that he sits up in fear, lips bitten red by now. “He’s cheating.”

Taehyun freezes, eyes widening.

His Soobin. 

Cheating? Weren’t him and Tae actually cheating on his mother? He shakes his head, heart pounding loudly in his chest. Beomgyu seems to notice the state he put his friend in and curses, gently taking his hand. “Fuck.”

But Taehyun pales, realization hitting him. “Hey, that was a dumb thing to say, I’m sorry. Maybe he’s just busy? How often do you usually talk?”

And really, Taehyun wants to yell that they fucking live together, that they barely spend any time separated from the other and that nothing that Beomgyu wants to suggest applies for them because shit, they are just different - their relationship is different and will always be. 

“Taehyun I’m sorry, god. Speak to me. You know my overdramatic ass, I wasn’t being serious.”

The pleads fall on deaf ears. Taehyun did know that his parents were fucking from time to time. Mostly whenever Tae wasn’t present, to his luck. That’s why he preferred to stay at home or with his daddy so his parents wouldn’t fuck. It didn’t even cross his mind for a second. But the idea of Jisoo and Soobin, close and in each other’s embrace sounds very inventing and feeding Taehyuns fragile heart which welcomes pain immediately right now. 

Forgotten are the necklaces and how Tae still stayed true to his promise and rode the dildo to keep his hole loose as promised. What if Soobin only lied and wanted nothing more than to enjoy his free time with Jisoo? No, god no that couldn’t be. Their relationship was stronger than that, going on for years now. 

But fuck, what if-

“Taehyun!” Tae looks up with glossy eyes to a furious Beomgyu who furrowed his brows in stress, gently shaking Taehyuns shoulders. 

He absolutely hates the way a stray tear rolls down his cheek. “Sorry I’m- Sorry.”

“Do not apologize. What I said was insensitive and I really, really should get slapped with a dick for it, though I’m not sure if that would be a punishment. However, you never know what goes on in another persons life. I don’t know much about your relationship, but what if he is really busy?” Beomgyus tone is soft, genuine. He’s not just smearing honey over Taes mouth to keep him shut. Gently, he wipes the tear with his thumb. “From what you tell me you both are head over heels for the other. That’s not something that just fades over a few days. Trust me with that one, kay?”

Beomgyus words sound inviting. Almost as inviting as the thought of his parents together. Yuh. 

After all, this was Soobin that they were talking about.

Soobin. The same man that sneaked out every night at zero o clock on Taehyuns birthday to congratulate him and kiss him on the lips. The same man that forgoes on spicy food because Taehyun doesn’t like it. The same man who sets everything on fire whenever Tae is sick and does everything to make him all better. The same Soobin who got him a promise necklace. 

Taehyuns Soobin. 

With a nod, Taehyun smiles weakly, rubbing his nose. “It’s okay, I overreacted anyways. I guess I just really miss him. I might try to call him again later.”

“You do that.”

They fall into conversation easily afterwards. No sex talk, for once. They share the pictures they took over the past few days and take some more cute selfies.

After sharing some affectionate forehead kisses, music is being turned on. BigBang, you guessed it. The comeback is near so there’s nothing better than that, if you ask Taehyun. Upon hearing the music, the teachers come to yell for them to turn down the volume, but not only the teachers come, Kai and Jennie do as well. 

Luckily for Tae, the mood is not even close to tense. It’s easy, as usual when it comes to the harrying four. Kai is the happiest boy on earth right now, and Taehyun has a guess why. Jennies jeans are not fitting well, and her forehead is gleaming with sweat.

They only have a few more minutes of chatting left until they’re called to the dining hall for the dinner.

It’s late and Taehyun has actually no appetite, but for the sake of Jennie, who keeps on throwing glares his way, he nibbles on his egg and plays with the cucumber slice. He feels awful for playing with the food like this but hunger is the last thing on his mind.

Chin resting on his palms, a loud sigh escapes his lips that makes all the eyes on the table shoot towards him. 

“What?” he sighs in defense. There’s a bored, unsatisfied look on his face. He was actually looking forward to this trip. Now he wishes for nothing more than to go back home and cuddle up to his dad.

The marks on his neck are fading and he never hated it more. 

“You’ve been acting weird lately, Tae.”

“Well, Jennie,” Beomgyu wraps a hand around Taehyuns shoulder, chopsticks in his hands that almost stab into Taehyuns eyeballs. “His lover boy has been busy and not responding to his calls. We shall let him sulk.”

“No sulking under my watch!” It’s adorable, how furious Jennie looks right now. She isn’t one to endure watching her friends sad or upset. “Tae Tae, why don’t you try calling him again? I’m sure there’s a problem with his phone, otherwise I cannot imagine a couple as clingy as you guys to avoid each other.”

“Literally what I told him. Sometimes Taes phone vibrates in class. In class, that’s how desperate they are.” Beomgyu rolls his eyes.

Taehyun listens, lip jutted out in a stubborn pout. He enjoys the attention, but actually hates to be the center of it especially now since it’s swelling in negativity. His friends are exposing him.

“You guys are right, I’m sorry. I hate being like this, I’m not even feeling hungry.”

“Which is a pitty because these shrimps are bomb.” Kais chopsticks appear and steal the shrimps off of Taehyuns plate. 

“He’s vegetarian, dumbass, he wouldn’t have eaten them anyways.”

“Then why were they on his pla-“

“Look,” Jennie starts, grabbing her friends hand on the table, small smile on her face. She’s pretty like this. “This is our last night here. I want us to have as much fun as possible and enjoy it. You know what helps me in cases like that? A good nap.”

Beomgyus eyes widden, mouth dropping. “Are you insane? It’s not even eight yet, you call this a nap? And on top of that, on a class trip?”

Jennie shrugs mindlessly. “Just saying that it helps me. We can wake him up in a few hours. It’s not like we go to bed early.” Kai snorts at that. “Then we play something cool and get some sleep before we have to get our asses up tomorrow morning and have probably an even more horrible ride than the ride before.”

“It actually... doesn’t sound that bad, guys.” Kai wants to say something in protest but Taehyun sighs and gets up. “I think you’re right. Maybe I need to sleep it out and rest a bit.” He sounds apologetic, voice soft. “See you all later then?”

They smile at him and nod. With a sigh he leaves the dining room and excuses himself. When his teachers asks if everything’s okay, he tells them that he doesn’t feel well. It’s funny how quick their reaction changes from worry to fear, but Taehyun is quick to reassure them that he’s fine, just needs some rest.

The lobby is rather decorated nicely with some expensive paintings for such a small and unknown motel, offering only one huge elevator which he didn’t use so far because the teachers insisted on using the stairs because “you guys are young and need to stay fit.”

He almost sighs again, looking around and finding that there’s no teacher or student in sight since the dinner just started right now so he presses the button for the elevator to come.

In the meantime, Taehyun checks his phone and really, he can’t help the disappointment when he sees what’s not there. No missed calls or messages, nada. He fights the urge to grumble and stomp his foot like a kid.

The elevator doors open with a ping and Taehyun enters it, eyes on his phone. Shortly before the door closes, a hand shoves itself between the doors and they swing open again.

Taehyun almost drops his phone when he sees the person in front of him, kind of looking out of breath, neatly in a suit with a briefcase in one hand.

The doors close and Soobin smiles at him, dropping his briefcase gently. “Hey, babyboy.”

Taehyun actually drops his phone.

Drops his phone and wraps his arms around his dad, face immediately hiding in the crook of his neck. “Oh my god, what are you doing here? Is this real or am I dreaming?” His heart hammers loudly in his chest, fingers starting to shake.

His father gently returns the hug, laughing slightly. “What do you think?”

They separate and Taehyun cups his dads cheeks, the beautiful flush that’s creeped up his skin, pinkish lips and the beautiful smile on his face. “Dream. Definitely a dream.”

His father laughs softly, and really Taehyuns heart aches and he feels so sappy as he leans forward and kisses his dad who must’ve had the same idea because their noses bang together, causing them to part. 

Soobins heart swells with pure love when Taehyun scrunches his nose cutely, rubbing it a bit. “Ouch.” Soobin hugs his son again, simultaneously pressing the number of a floor and the doors close again. Satisfied with life and every decision that led him to the point where he’d now stand in a elevator with Taehyun, hugging him, he softly kisses the crown of Taehyuns head. 

His son smells like always, that natural scent which is just so Taehyun. His hair is soft, as he feels it against his skin. 

Taehyun clings to the hug like a desperate koala, eyes closing. “You’re really here. Did you come for me?”

His father smirks. “Whatcha think?”

“Dad,” he argues weakly. “Stop trying to sound like a young kid, and also stop responding to my questions with more questions.”

“Hey,” he whines dramatically. “I am a young kid.” Taehyun thinks back to the situation a few days ago with Beomgyu at the bus station, where he almost had said the exact same words. Like father, like son.

“Answer my questions.”

Soobin smiles when they reach the floor and the doors open. “Of course I did. I thought that maybe I could make manage one more day since you were supposed to come back tomorrow but I just really couldn’t.”

Taehyun flushes pink, eyes now fixed on the floor as they start walking. Where to, Tae doesn’t care. His dad really is someone, visiting him on his class trip because he missed him. He enjoys the little butterflies flying around inside of his tummy and encourages them to keep going. 

Taehyun wants to ask why he didn’t call him, then. How he came here, what about his job? How he was, what did he tell Jisoo? Why he wouldn’t respond to him but all thoughts fly from his head when Soobin enters a room with one of the cards.

“You even booked a room for yourself?”

“For us,” he corrects as they enter. “We’re spending the night together.”

Uh.

Come again?

The younger looks around the room and holy shit. Holy shit.

This room must be one of the, if not, the prettiest places inside of this entire motel. It must be something like a queen or kings room with lots of space, gorgeous decorated furniture and a huge king size bed in the middle of the room. There’s flowers and plants and Taehyun can steal a glance at the bathroom because the door is open. It looks like a crystal room, spacious and everything is just so bright and literally sparkling.

“What is this room?”

“I asked for the best. I guess compared to the prices for the other rooms here, this one is pretty expensive, I don’t think a lot of people book it. Which is a shame because damn, it’s gorgeous.” The father drops his briefcase by the now closed door as he hugs Taehyun from behind, chin resting on his shoulder. “Do you like it?” he asks, gently placing a peck on his neck.

“I love it,” Taehyun whispers. “You should’ve seen our rooms. They’re probably the size of the bathroom here.” 

Soobin laughs softly at that, fingers playing with the hem of Taehyuns shirt. “Well, it’s ours now for the night. I’m sure we’ll make good use of it.” 

There it is.

The change of mood is quick, with Soobin nosing along Taehyun bare skin and suddenly there’s a hot tongue running along Taehyuns neck. He hums quietly, leaning back to the touch.

This is all he needed. The sadness from the past few days is gone.

“Mhm, have you seen the bed? I think it’s perfect for us.”

“I think it’s too big.

Taehyun practically feels his daddys smirk on his skin and he nibbles on his earlobe, licking behind his ear. “We can try out every position on it.”

And Taehyun moans helplessly, pulling Soobins hands away gently and turning around. He’s quick to go to work and pry his fathers jacket off, who only grins in responds, helping Taehyun. 

“Someone’s eager.” Soobin cocks his head to the side, running his hands through his sons hair lovingly as he starts unbuttoning his shirt. 

First, they look into each other’s eyes when Soobin throws it away. Then, the youngers eyes land on Soobins necklace, the way it’s beautifully resting on Soobin soft and gorgeous skin. Taehyun looks up again to Soobin. “Now yours,” he mumbles. 

His son obeys and gets rid of his shirt in record time, throwing it on the floor carelessly. His father eyes his tanned skin, the marks that are slowly fading on his neck.

He leans forward to first place a kiss on his forehead, his nose, his lips and lastly, a featherlight kiss on the necklace. “I love you, baby.”

Taehyun bursts with love, lips trembling as he repeats the words, taking his fathers hand to guide him towards the bed. He missed him so much, he can’t believe that he’s here with him, that it’s real.

It’s comical, the way it’s literally standing in the middle on the room. It gives a good look over the entire area but also some sort of vulnerability. 

“Get rid of the clothes, baby. And then on my lap. Let’s warm up a bit, yeah? We can talk afterwards.” 

Again, his son nods happily. Heat pools in his lower area when he pushes his pants down along with his underwear. His half hard cock springs free, curled against his tummy. And Taehyun feels no shame, now completely naked, when he sits down on Soobins lap, soft skin against the silky material of his elegant black pants. He feels comfortable again, back to his routine. 

“No cockwarming?”

The pout in his voice causes Soobin to grin cheekily, delivering Tae another short peck. “No cockwarming. Don’t forget that we’re on your class trip, babygirl.”

Soobin using babygirl means that they’re about to fool around. Means they already started. Neither of them knows when and how it started but Taehyun figured he does have a preference for being all girly and rather female when getting intimate. He was confused about his own feelings at first but Soobin told him it’s okay. It’s his life, his body and his decisions. And if he likes wearing makeup and wearing skirts from time to time or when he’s with Soobin, he’s more than welcome to do so. 

Just the thought, whenever Soobin refers to him as a girl and talks about his leaking pussy.. it makes the younger all dizzy.

Taehyun licks his lip. “Babygirls wet.”

“All wet for daddy?”

He nods softly at that and in addition, precum collects at his tip which starts to roll down his small shaft slowly. Easily, Soobin smears it over the tip with his thumb and gains a satisfied moan from Taehyun. “You h-have no idea how wet I was when we talked. I wanted to cry when you hung up.”

“Me too, princess. I don’t usually stay unsatisfied, either. I can’t remember the last time I got my orgasm taken from me.” Soobin presses Taehyuns chest against his own, eyes closing when the younger melts into the touch. The past few days have been nerve wrecking. He was close to just drop the adult act and hide in his office room and hide in a corner forever, responsibilities be damned.

But there was Taehyun keeping him going. Tae who looks up to his father and deserves to only ever see his best sides, the best facette. 

The youngers eyes widden slightly, looking up and kissing the corner of his mouth. “You didn’t get off afterwords?” 

Soobin laughs softly, which adds only more to the heat in Taehyuns stomach and makes him wonder how someone can be this adorable yet hot at the same time. “No, I figured you probably couldn’t either so it felt unfair and wrong.”

“You’re so- I love you.”

“I love you more, princess.”

The fabric of Soobins pants is quite soft actually, so Taehyun barely even notices when and how he did start grinding on his thigh, lips bitten in a shy manner.

“That feel good?”

Taehyun nods honestly as he drops his head on Soobins naked shoulder. At first he wanted to whine and tell his daddy to get rid of his pants but something about grinding against his clothes leg turned him even more on, so he continues. “Very good. Feels soft.”

“I see. So you’re gonna cum all over my black silky pants? Do you know how expensive they were or do you just simply don’t care?”

“Don- Don care,” Taehyun mumbles, a long groan escaping his lips when he spreads his asscheeks more and feels cold air against his opening.

And Soobin isn’t surprised, not only is Taehyun spoiled but also in headspace now, means there’s nothing else going on inside him than going off and Soobin. Only these two things.

He smiles at that, presses his hand flatly against the back of his sons head to keep it steadily on his shoulder, taps it lightly and kisses his crown. “My little spoiled girl.”

“Only yours. Only me,” he mumbles softly, hips bucking up at the next grind. He wants to go faster but just then, there’s a hand shoving itself between his asscheeks. “Now, princess, comes the part where daddy can see just how much of a good girl you are.”

Taehyun doesn’t understand at first, but when Soobin gently shoves his hips to the side to unzip his pants and grab his already hard, leaking dick, he understands. “Did you stay loose just like daddy asked you to?”

His eyes widden in arousal. He’s never been more happy to be able to answer with yes. Because he did, all the time. Today, he even masturbated twice with the dildo. 

Soobin smirks, not even testing the waters as he automatically reaches for the lube in the bed drawer which either must’ve been there already or specifically prepared for him. Taehyun flushes at the thought.

His father is quick to smear a generous amount of lube around his dick and get Taehyun in a comfortable position. 

“Babygirl, you’ve been so good, listening to daddy and staying loose for him. Now you’re all prepped, isn’t that awesome?” He grabs Taehyuns hips firmly but gently, hole now hovering over the inviting, hard and fat cock Taehyun just loves to drool over at night or not only at night but actually, anytime.

It’s slow, the way Taehyun grabs his asscheeks to spread them more when he sits down on Soobins cock, the slide in so- so easy and fucking warm, Taehyun now sees why his father wanted him prepared. It’s a different feeling to not having to prepare to long, adding to the fact that the preparation actually kills time of the actual sex because it makes them both come faster. But like this, it’s perfect. 

Almost as if Taehyun had a pussy that didn’t need preparation. 

Taehyun sits down comfortably on the soft material of his fathers pants, dick fully enclosed by his heat. The dildo he’s been using the past few days obviously couldn’t compare to the real deal. Or the real D.

His father moves to place his hands on the small of Taes back to hold him there steadily, pressing butterfly kisses along his jaw to which he responds audible. “Missed your little pussy so much,” he mumbles into Taehyuns ear, who only whines helplessly and rocks forward. 

“I still can’t believe that- ahh, t-that you’re here.”

They’re chest to chest now and as soon as he moves closer to clinge even tighter to his daddy, their necklaces clap open because they crashed together.

Now, it’s not only sex but a moment of love and Taehyun smiles weakly when Soobin catches his sons lips in a sweet kiss. “Gonna move for me now, babygirl?” he asks, voice teasing. 

Taehyun does move, having figured easily by now how his daddy likes it the most and what he adores. His father keeps their faces close by licking up to his mouth when Taehyun starts circling his hips slowly but expectedly. A loud moan rips through the room when Soobin thrusts his hips up. Completely forgotten are his friends, the teachers and the entire class trip. 

All over again, it’s just Taehyun and Soobin. 

The room suddenly feels too hot and too big and Taehyun is already sweating but that’s not going to stop him, he knows how to keep going so he asks, “Dad, can I turn around?”

Soobin helps him to turn so his back is now facing his father. He hates to not directly see him during sex but this position is hot and Soobin loves it, loves it because he loves Taehyuns ass and the younger knows, so he giggles silently when his father curses. Curses because Tae slaps his own cheeks so they jiggle. 

He moans loudly, carefree, biting his lip as he pushes his ass back and forth.

Soobin seems to enjoy it too much, hands on his sons waist to support him. “Can’t wait until I cum inside of you.” 

The younger rides him likes his life depends on it. His hands are seeking support on Soobins kneecap, pace quickening up. Now he starts circling his hips, like an eight, head thrown back. His father takes the opportunity to replace the old marks on his neck with new ones. 

Taehyun knows that he should stop his dad because his friends will question him and shit, he lets out a breathy laugh when he feels Soobin smirking against his neck and playing with the necklace with his teeth until he gasps, movements slowing down. “D-dad..”

“What is it, baby?” his father mumbles, immediately stoping Taehyuns hips with his strong hands. He makes his sons head turn to look at him. 

“M-my friends.. Dad I left the dinner earlier, they must be worried about me,” it’s breathless and barely audible but Soobin catches it, carefully sitting up and pushing Taehyun back so he rests against his chest. 

“Okay, baby,” Soobin breathes out, exhaling. “It’s all good.”

When Taehyun seems to have calmed down, Soobin speaks up again. “Okay. Why did you leave earlier?”

Taehyun whines, still collecting his breath. “I didn’t feel well because you weren’t answering my calls.” It’s weird, confessing it just when Taehyun was about to go fully hard on Soobin and ride him to another planet. His father doesn’t comment it, though, gently stroking over Taes tummy. 

“Are you sharing rooms with Beomgyu?” Taehyun nods, eyebrows twitching in distress. He can only imagine what must be going on right now. Taehyun disappeared after saying that he doesn’t feel well and wanted to take a nap. Of course his friends will be worried.

“Beomgyu is good, he won’t overreact, I trust him. Where’s your phone, baby?” Soobins voice is so gentle, Tae melts to it and tries to sink down deeper, to lean back even more and be one with his father. 

“I don’t-“ But suddenly, Taehyun remembers. Remembers how he dropped it in the elevator and he groans and sits up, turning around, only to sit down on his father cock again. “Dad, I dropped it when I saw you.”

It’s funny how Soobin looks caught off guard for the first time in god knows how long. He chews on his lip, running a free hand through his hair. 

Actually, the solution is simple; they stop fucking, Taehyun goes back to his friends and tells them some lie about how he got lost which Taehyun hates to admit, but actually happened a few times already, so everyone would believe him.

“Dad I don’t wanna go, I wanna spend the night with you.” There’s a sad touch in his voice and he complains like a little kid. He can be, with his dad. “Don’t wanna,” he repeats, just because.

“Mhm, baby,” Soobin murmurs, pressing a kiss behind his ear. “Take my phone and call Beomgyu. Tell him that you will talk to him and tell him what happened tomorrow.”

His son groans. “Beomgyu won’t buy it! He’ll search for me and-“

“Won’t find you. There’s no chance in hell he’ll find you, baby.” Soobin softly kisses his skin again, exhaling. This reminds him of their cockwarming sessions, minus the stress. 

He takes Taes chin between his fingers, kissing him shortly. “Listen to me, call him. I know how curious Beomgyu can get, he’ll listen to you and bombard you tomorrow. Chances are that he’s getting his own ass fucked right now.”

Taehyuns eyes widden. “You know?”

“Oh please, baby. You’re my only son, you don’t think I pay attention to your friends and their behavior when they’re over at ours? You don’t think I didn’t notice the sexual tension between all of you?” he finishes, raising a brow. “And that’s okay, I didn’t say it to hold it against you or anything. Just listen to me and trust me. Do you trust me?”

His son doesn’t bat an eyelash. “I do, dad. So much. And I love you.”

His father smiles softly at that, pushing his son towards him and enclosing his lips in a hot kiss. His lips wander down to Taehyuns neck as he continues speaking. “Love you too, baby. Now be a good boy and get the phone to call your friends, alright?” 

He nods, exhaling shakily because Soobin doesn’t stop his kisses, only turns to now lick kittenish stripes along the skin. Taehyun takes all his willpower to check Soobins pants for his phone which turns out to be a rather difficult task because he’s laying down but his legs are halfway up, carrying Taehyun so everything’s fucking tight but he ends up fishing it out of his pockets successfully. 

The dick inside of him is not even the hardest part since it’s nothing compared to their cockwarming sessions, rather is Soobins mouth and tongue all over him and the way his father buckles his hips up. Not very subtly. “G-got it,” he huffs, breath getting caught in his lungs when he unlocks the phone and sees the background. 

It’s the picture Soobin took of him a few days ago early in the morning after they fucked. Taehyun with his soft dick between his legs and pinky nail between his teeth and seducive look on his face. 

Soobin notices and speaks up, voice muffled. “Changed it on my way here. So fucking sexy, my baby. Gotta change it back when I go home, though.” For the effect, he smacks his hips up again and smirks when Taehyun whimpers. His heart hammers inside of his chest upon staring at the background picture but he quickly dials Beomgyus number which he knows by heart by now.

It rings once, then twice and then again until someone picks up. “Hello?”

And holy shit, this isn’t their regular cockwarming session this is Taehyun taking Soobin balls deep while talking to Beomgyu this is serious and Taehyun considers just hanging up because he’s already on the verge of a breakdown and he hasn’t even spoken yet. 

“Did you check if my numbers on anonymous before?” Soobin whispers absentmindedly as he nibbles on Taehyuns chin. His son shakes his head, pressing his lips together to prevent a moan from escaping. “Hellooo,” comes Beomgyus now obviously annoyed voice.

“Who is it?” It’s Kai, he only hears him faintly so he must be at the back. 

“I’m gonna hang-“

“N-no! Beomgyuie it’s me..” Taehyun swallows, panicking. Soobin might be reason for it but the way he strokes his tummy lovingly sends him some sort of reassurance.

“Tae? TAE! Guys it’s Taehyun!” Beomgyu yells, and now Kai is talking again and a female voice which must be Jennie and it’s all at once so Beomgyu yells again to tell them to calm down but it seems like someone snatched the phone out of his hands and now Jennie is speaking again. “Kim Armor Taehyun-“ 

And it’s got to be serious when Jennie calls him armor, “where the hell are you at? Do you know how worried we were? When I told you to go rest I meant to go to our rooms and take a nap! Not disappear on us! You bitch, where are you? I’m so worried.” Her tone is scolding.

Taehyun can imagine her face getting red, the way it always get easily when she’s mad. There’s shuffling and now Kai speaks. “Couldn’t have said it better. Where are you? Are you okay?”

The younger swallows thickly when Soobin finds a new spot and sucks one of Taehyuns nipples into his mouth. He mewls at that, helplessly closing his eyes. His head hurts from trying to concentrate but also just wanting to hang up and give himself to Soobin fully. “I-I’m- ah, guys I’m okay, I’m okay. Sorry f-for disappearing like that.”

“Sorry?” Now Beomgyu is back. When the tiger in him awakes once, it’s hard to put him back to sleep. “The teachers found your phone in the elevator! We thought you died, we thought some alien kidnapped you!”

“Literally no one thought that, Beomgyu.” 

Soobin chuckles as he can’t help but eavesdrop. He takes the nipple out and licks another stripe up until he reaches Taehyuns chin and smirks at his son who only glares weakly back at him, clutching on the phone for dear life. 

Really, Taehyuns friends are a funny bunch of people. Soobins relieved to see his son in such good hands. 

“I did, that’s what matters. No- actually what matters the most is where the hell are you now? And no lies! Come here now! Oh fuck, wait, did you actually get kidnapped and you’re calling because they want money?” The genuine panick in his voice causes Kai to groan and Taehyuns sure that he just rolled his eyes. He snatches the phone away and turns to speak. “Taehyunie, real talk, where are you? Do you want us to pick you up or? Talk to us.”

He feels horrible, actually, for putting his friends through all of this because he couldn’t live without his fathers dick for more than a few hours until he would’ve been at home. He tries to concentrate and gathers all his strength together to speak carefully. “I am so sorry guys, will you cover me? I p-promise I’m okay, I’ll be back tomorrow morning before we leave to the bus station, okay?”

“But Taehyunie..” It’s Jennie now and her voice nearly breaks Taes heart because she really sounds disappointed, as if she didn’t understand the world anymore. 

“Please guys? I’ll- Ahh,” Taehyun moans, biting his lip harshly. He wants to curse, yell or scream at his dad who innocently looks up to him as if his thumb did not just smear Taes precum over his own dick. His dad thrusts up, sighing in pleasure. It shouldn’t turn them both on the way it did but they couldn’t help it. 

Taehyun really wants to stay rational, for the both of them but something about riding his dads dick while talking to his friend got his insides burning and he’s starting to get a nice feeling from it, making him hear the blood rushing in his ears. So he bites his lip and sits up just to sink down again. It’s hard to suppress a moan, and they both fail. Eyes closed in pleasure, Taehyun lets go and start moving on top of his daddy again. “I’ll- come back t-tomorrow morning.” 

Soobin feels his dick pulsing inside of Tae, bending forward to moan into his sons ear. It’s hot and he shouldn’t encourage his son to do stuff like this but he can’t help the arousal running through him.

“Tae? Tae are you okay?”

Soobin murmurs, “Stay still, let me do the work now, let me fuck you.” Taehyun nods at that, excited and lips bitten swollen already, eyes open now to see the way his fathers face twists beautifully in pleasure, holding Taehyun by the hips when he pushes out just to push back in. 

At that, he really loses it. He’s quick to put the phone on mute and moan loudly, ass clenching hard around Soobins dick. “Daddy, god- again.” 

His father didn’t see him pressing the mute button, but even if he didn’t, he wouldn’t mind nor care. “You like that?” he asks, smirking.

Then, Taehyun removes the mute function and wants to speak up just for his father to thrust into him again and directly hit his prostate with his beautiful shaped dick. “S-so okay, more than okay. D-don’t- ugh, don’t worry,” he whines miserably, in hope that his friends might want to hang up now or are satisfied with the answer but Beomgyu speaks up again. “Guys I’m telling you he’s being held hostage!”

“Beomgyu if you don’t-“

A slap echoes through the room, causing Taehyun to fucking growl and clench his fist together tightly. How the phone didn’t break yet, he doesn’t know. He shifts to look behind himself and down to see his asscheek taking on a soft pinkish touch now.

“Again,” he mouthes and Soobin slaps him with both of his hands now. He falls forward and presses his lips tightly against Soobin because yeah, no, he’s no longer able to do this or to keep shut and maybe his dad can help. “Guys I’ll hang up.”

“Tae!” They all screech simultaneously, but Taehyun rushes a quick “love you guys” before he hangs up and throws the phone away carelessly on the bed which is way too big.

“Oh shit, dad-“ he moans, falling forward to wrap his arms around him again. His father sighs at that, movements slowing down a bit. “Who would’ve known that my princess is actually a very, very naughty girl?”

“Daddy.. am not,” he whines, which is a total lie because even Taehyun knows what just happened and if it wasn’t for the fact that he was so caught off guard he would’ve wished for them to actually hear them and to finally figure out that it’s been Taehyuns father fucking him all this time. 

“Wanted to get caught so badly.. Did it turn my little princess on? Shall we fuck in a changing room next time?”

Tae sobs dryly becaus he suddenly feels exposed and vulnerable. “D-dad! Please..”

“Please what? Please yes to fucking in a changing room?” When he receives no answer he continues. “Or how about you invite your friends over and we fuck right in front of them?”

Taehyun now actually does sob, tears forming in his eyes and he pushes forward to gain some friction which he gets easily because, huge cock and all, and Soobin strokes his cheek gently. “Didn’t like that idea?” he asks, voice teasing.

“Liked it,” Taehyun admits, only because he’s comfortable with his dad. He rests his head on Soobins shoulder and mumbles some more incoherent sentences before it turns into moans and Soobin finally, finally starts pushing all the way in and out. It’s a fucking dream, Taehyun barely has to do anything, but he’s very much into it so he does fuck back but also enjoys it and takes it. Takes it loudly. The whole floor probably now knew what they were up to but Tae doesn’t care.

Never did when it came to prove his daddy how much he loves him. 

“W-want.. want it harder,” he moans. Solely from his voice, Soobin can tell that he’s now fully into his submissive headspace. He noticed the change in behavior already, gently booping the tip of his nose with his own. “Little princess was so good, wasn’t she? Talking to her friends politely with a dick inside her tight pussy. Of course daddy will fuck you harder, babygirl.” Taehyun nods happily, attaching his lips to any skin that he can find. 

Soobin delivers a strong, sharp thrust which causes Taehyun to being shoved forward and he grips onto his daddies shoulders for dear life, arching his back beautifully. 

Then, he sees the open medallion and his face in it. He closes it, though, because it’s weird seeing his own face while getting his ass pounded. Soobin looks down at that, capturing his lips in a kiss. “Good?”

“Good,” Taehyun breathes dreamily when Soobin bottoms out and stays like this. His hand wanders lower to his sons dick, gently grabbing it. “Still good?”

“Even b-better.”

The breathy laugh Soobin lets out is music to Taehyuns ears and he closes his eyes in pleasure when Soobin starts stroking his tiny member slowly. His dick pulses, twitching in interest at the hand that’s giving it so much attention. Taehyuns sure he won’t keep up if his daddy start pumping him. If there’s one thing that’s very sensitive it’s hands down his dick.

The younger can actually keep it in for a long time if only his ass is being fucked, but when his dick comes into view, that’s a whole different story. 

He looks down, watching his fathers hand stroking his red and small cock with hungry eyes. His dick fell into his palm so easily, sometimes Soobin would place his palm over it and pretend that it disappeared. “D-dad,” he whines, looking up to his father through his thick lashes, eyes innocent and wide. “C-can I cum?”

“Aigoo, of course you can,” Soobin mumbles, voice sweet. “My perfect girl, been nothing but good, mhm?” He gives a particular slow stroke to which Taehyun moans happily. He motions to get up and sink down again when Soobin stops him. “There’s a but.”

Taehyun looks into his eyes, confused and so so adorably lost. “But?”

“But. You’ve been nothing but good babygirl, but, we gotta spice things up, no?” It shouldn’t break Soobins heart, the way Taehyun helplessly opens his mouth.

His voice is soft when he speaks up. “Spice.. things up?”

“Yes, baby. I want you to cum twice for me, can you do that?”

His eyes widden. Twice? In a row? So far he had never came twice or more than one time in general when having sex. After calming down, him and Soobin would definitely go for another round and maybe if they wanted to make good use of their time or if they finally had some privacy to themselves, even one more time. But like this? He wasn’t sure.

“And.. a-and daddy wants to see me cum twice?” he asks innocently, biting his lip. It’s fucking hot in the room and he’s getting closer because Soobins hand hasn’t left his dick yet and he just want to moan on top of his lungs and ride his climax out. 

“Daddy would love to- do you think you can do it?” He pats his cheek gently, looking into his sons eyes to find nothing but lust and adoration. Tae looks like a lost puppy, nodding slowly. “I can do it, if daddy wants to.”

“My good girl, only the best, mhm? Always listening to her daddy,” he whispers, kissing Taehyun on the lips as he now starts bumping his dick again. His son melts easily, leaning back against Soobins thighs and watching his father lazily as he strokes his member. “F-faster.”

And Soobin goes faster. He thrusts his hips up again, pressing his thumb into the slit. Taehyun goes nuts when his father does so and he tries to squirm away, only to find his way right back when he tries to fuck back. He feels his daddys precum leaking inside of him which spurts him even more on, eagerly pushing his ass back. 

He knows he’s close because Soobin has a thing for making him cum in seconds only from giving him a handjob. It’s why they stick to sex because they get to enjoy it more.

Soon his fathers hand is fast in its movement, now pumping his little dick with so much determination, Taehyun feels the tears sting at his eyes - again - because he really can’t remember one time where they had sex without him crying, it’s just too intense and too good for him not to. “D-dad! Gonna cum- guh-gonna-“ he moans, ass pushing back and head thrown back carelessly. 

There’s a hand running up and down his chest but he’s way too gone and feels his climax approaching. 

With some final strokes and Soobin leaking more precum inside of Taehyuns ass, the younger comes, sobbing quietly when his dick shoots hot white cum all over Soobins hand, whining loudly as he watches it with a blurry vision. Soobin is quick to press his lips against his ear, murming sweet nothings into his ear and milking him through his orgasm.

Surprisingly, and it really catches Taehyun off guard, Soobin grips his waist harder and thrusts up a few times before he shudders and his own orgasm breaks through him like a hurricane. With a satisfied sigh and long moan, he releases deeply inside of Taehyun, causing the younger to bite his lip with every drop of precum he feels being added inside of him.

He actually thought that his dad would cum with Taehyun together for his second orgasm but his dad remains still, eyes closed. Their breathing is heavy, uneven and suddenly the room feels too quiet.

Taehyun opens his eyes when his father gently pats his asscheeks, sighing softly. “Daddy got a surprise for you, I’m gonna pull out and you will keep daddys cum inside of you for a bit, okay?” He then sits up, helping Taehyun who doesn’t protest and just sits up weakly, legs shaking uncomfortably. 

When Soobin pulls out slowly, Taehyun officially comes back from his high, almost chewing his bottom lip in annoyance because why does all good things need to come to an end. He listens well, hole clenching to prevent the cum from leaking out when he now half stands and Soobin leaves the bed to kneel down to get his suitcase. “Remember what daddy told you before you left? When you complained that you wanted to keep daddys cum?”

Taehyun nods, eyes unfocused and trying to concentrate. The thought of cuming again has his stomach shaking in anticipation.

“Well,” Soobin comes back to the bed, getting back in the laying position. “This time you’ll keep it.” He proudly presents a butplug with a bunny cotton tail at the end, making Taehyuns mouth water. “A buttplug?” Excitedly he shifts forward, turning around, looking behind his shoulder to find Soobin pressing it gently against the rim. Taehyun unclenches slowly to let the plug push in softly and releases a moan at that, whining in slight pain because he’s sensitive and the plug is actually huge and it feels like it’s abusing Taehyuns already abused prostate even more. 

The tail looks cute and the younger wiggles his ass, chuckling quietly. “It’s so cute, dad. Thank you!”

His father grins, lovingly turning his son around by the hips. “You’re welcome, little bunny. Now you can officially hop on me.”

And Taehyun does, getting comfortable again on his lap. Soobin is quick to stroke his cheek, delivering a short, chaste kiss to his lips. 

“Daddy-“ he mutters between the kisses. “Daddy promised another orgasm.”

Soobin laughs at that, brightly so, before he thumbs slowly over Taehyuns slit. “I for sure didn’t forget. Didn’t know my baby was so eager to cum twice? I thought I’d challenge you, babygirl.” 

“Oh, yes,” Taehyun breathes, licking his lips. The thumb on his tip didn’t feel as painful as he thought I’d be. It’s a ticklish feeling, but the one where you rather push against the object that’s tickling you instead of pushing away.

Soobin merely grins, having known already that his son would enjoy this. Still, he would make it quick. He still wanted to talk and cuddle with Taehyun, if he fucks the poor boy for another round he might really collapse in his arms.

He makes sure to only circle around the slit and not go lower than the tip, where Taehyun was the most sensitive. He focused on the tip only and his son now started to move on his lap. “Hmpff- ugh, d-dad, oh god!” It’s cruel, the way Soobin smirks against his lips and cutely nibbles on Taehyuns bottom lip as his thumb and index finger still go hard on Taes cock and show no mercy so far. 

Immediately, Taehyun feels the arousal and his member coming back to life. It’s messy and sticky because Soobin didn’t clean Taes prior cum stain from his hand so it only adds obscene quenching sounds and a now cool liquid.

“Gonna make this real quick, hm? Like this,” he mumbles, mercilessly, repeatedly pushing the thumb into the slit and smearing Taehyuns precum, who by now started sobbing. “Dad more! Gonna-“ he exhales shakily, tears rolling down his cheeks. He whimpers on Soobins lap, the fur of his buttplug tickling Soobins member.

“Yeah, cum for me, one more time baby,” Soobin moans, biting his lip and shifting so that Taehyun isn’t longer on his lap. He gently pushes him into a laying position before wandering lower with his head, now the same height as Taehyuns cock. He watches it closely, the beautiful red tip, opens his mouth wide the second a few weak drops of cum spurt out of Taes dick, softly landing on Soobins tongue and nose. His son is crying by now, harshly grabbing Soobins head and pulling his hair. “O-oh my god, I-“

With a hot grunt he swallows his dick down and sucks the tip dry, to which Taehyun throws his head back with a loud moan, throwing his arm over his eyes. His tears wet his skin and he lets out an exhausted grunt. Finally, when Soobin is done he licks his fingers clean and leaves one of them out to bend forward and gently push them past Taehyuns flush lips. The younger swallows it easily with a weak smile.

Taehyun thinks that he passed out for a few minutes because when he opens his eyes again, there’s something wet and warm at his balls. Reluctantly, he tears his eyes open to see Soobin carefully wiping at his skin with a cloth. He wants to say something but his throat hurts so he leans back again until Soobin looks up, softly smiling at him.

He leans forward to kiss him shortly. “Baby, you feelings better?” Taehyun nods.

“Good. I’m so proud of you,” Soobin praises him, continuing to wash his skin with his clothes. Taehyun looks around and sees that all of his skin is glistening and wet. Soobin must’ve cleaned all of him. He feels the buttplug in his ass and lets out a satisfied hum.

“Thank you, dad. That was the best thing ever.”

Soobin smirks, running the cloth over Taehyuns balls before throwing the cloth away which lands on the floor with a disgusting smack and honestly, Taehyun doesn’t want to know how soaked of cum and sweat it must be. “I’m glad baby, shall we do it again?”

Taehyun practically bawls. “God, yes.” He still lays there, arms and legs weakly stretched out before he stretches his arms at Soobin who understands all too well so he moves forward to lay on top of Taehyun, then slowly dropping into his hold.

Usually Soobin holds Taehyun, not the either way around, but right now Taehyun feels sated and wants to show his dad just how much he’d fallen for him. When Soobin is on top of him, he closes his legs around his waist and pushes him closer towards himself. Gently, he runs a hand through Soobins hair.

His father almost purrs like a cat.

“That was fucking amazing, babyboy. Do you even know what you do to me?”

“A constant boner.”

“And I blame you for it, baby. Especially during dinner.”

Taehyun whines, teasing. “Dad! It’s not my fault you find me eating hot? This sounds like a you problem.” 

“And you are selfish.” Soobin moves to teasingly get up but Taehyun panicks at that, wrapping his legs even tighter around Soobins waist. 

“No, no don’t go, sorry. I’ll try to be less hot during dinner okay?” Soobin bursts out laughing at that, his son joining him. He gently rests his head back on Taehyuns chest, hearing his heartbeat as he presses his ear flatly against his skin. 

Taehyun rarely gets to just lay with Soobin because they’re mostly tired or having quick sex in case Jisoo walks in on them. But right now, they got nothing to worry about. “Thank you so much, dad. For coming. I missed you so much..” the younger starts shyly, running his hand through Soobins curls.

“Thank you for what? I missed you just as much, if not even more. I really can’t go long without you.” Soobin tries to make it sound playful but he’s dead serious and sometimes it scares him because he really can’t go for long without Taehyun. 

Are they addicted?

Maybe.

“Dad..”

“Hm?”

Taehyun opens his mouth but closes it again, inhaling loudly. “Why.. why did you ignore my calls? You said to call when I want to and I did, but you- you didn’t pick up.” Soobins heart breaks at the way Taehyun carefully speaks and plays with a strand of his fathers hair.

Soobin bites his lip then, still not looking up. Yeah, why didn’t he pick up? 

He thinks back to the night where Jisoo went down on him. 

“Jisoo took my phone.”

The movements in his hair stop. Taehyun sits up at that and Soobin practically got no other choice than to lift his head as well. They stare at each other for a while until Taehyun mumbles, “Mom did what now?”

“Yeah she- well. She wanted to check her shares and stocks with my phone but I remembered the pictures we took.” Soobin focuses on Taehyuns bottom lip and gently presses his thumb against it. “I didn’t want her to see them, I was also sure that I kept your picture open on the camera roll, she would’ve most likely seen it immediately after going to the camera roll.”

“Shit, what did you do?” Soobin hates to see the worrying look on his sons face. He moves to place his palm against his cheeks to stroke the skin there. Immediately the younger feels calmer, only a bit.

“I distracted her and- no, actually I fucked her, again. I unlocked my phone then, she doesn’t have my code. The next morning when I woke up my phone was gone. I guess she grew suspicious and asked someone to get my code for her.”

Taehyuns whole mood changes, sinking back into his pillow. “And- and then?” he huffs weakly.

“I confronted her on the evening and she denied it at first. But sooner or later she did admit it. She still would give me the phone and it was nerve wrecking. I wanted to call you but, call me stupid whenever but whenever I did it said that the number didn’t exist? I felt horrible for not even memorizing your number properly and I asked Jisoo but god damnit-“

“Mom doesn’t have my number, I think.”

“Yeah, she doesn’t. I couldn’t do anything, then this morning I called Misu. She had it and gave it to me rather easily.” Now that he explained the mess, it sounded nothing but childish and dumb. “I’m so- I’m so sorry Taehyun. I made you wait, didn’t I? You must’ve been worried.”

Taehyun looks up to his dad whose voice is now slightly shaking and his bells ring in alarm. “Dad it’s okay, I’m not-“

“God, no. It’s so not okay, baby. There should’ve been a way for me to contact you, I was just- scared? I just didn’t want anyone to grow suspicious. I didn’t want to be desperately trying to call you. Under different circumstances I wouldn’t have cared but with our current situation.. I need to constantly be aware of my surroundings and take care. I can’t risk someone finding out about us like this. Sometimes it’s fun to tease but actually I’m being so- irresponsible with you.”

Oh no.

Oh no.

Not today. Not now, not ever. Considering that they’ve been together for a while now, it rarely happens that the actually talk about their relationship, like, at all. Because it mostly ends up in doubts and “taking a break from each other” which Taehyun never really accepted. “Dad,” he starts. “You’re not. You are really, really not. If there’s anyone who even cares about me, it’s you. You’re a good partner and a good father. You manage both and that’s not easy, especially because you have so little time because of work.” Soobin only stares at his sons necklace, tongue poking out of his lips. “And I just want to remind you that I’m in this, too. This isn’t a one sided relationship. We both want it, we both agreed to it and we’re both happy, isn’t that what should matter the most in a relationship..” he murmurs sadly.

Yeah. Taehyun is right, and he shouldn’t be the one to preach it. Soobin should, after all he started it. It might have always been consensual between them but Taehyun was, back then, not more than a young teen who wanted to jerk off in Soobins office because he thought no one would find him there. But Soobin did. Things have been so different ever since. 

“You’re right, baby,” he sighs. Placing a quick peck to his lips. “I let my emotions get the best of me, sorry. The last few days without you have been nothing but a waste of time for me. Maybe I got a little emotional.”

Taehyun smiles softly, chuckling. “A little,” he teases. “I thought you’re three seconds from breaking up with me.” 

“I wouldn’t dare,” Soobin huffs, hiding his face in the crook of Taes neck. “Now tell me about the trip.”

Taehyun does. Tells him now finally about how sore he was and how he almost cried on the bus, how he couldn’t walk straight and how his friends saw the marks and necklace. The port, the people, the food, the places they’ve been to, the threesome he actually missed out on. His father snorts at that, telling him that he wouldn’t have let him participate either way. They both laugh because it’s a lie, if Taehyun wants something, Taehyun gets it. Soobin is open regarding their sexual life. Tae is sure that his father wouldn’t mind sharing because he knows that his son only loves him. 

Continues about the semi breakdown when Beomgyu interrupted his and Soobins attempt at phone sex. 

Eventually they fall asleep. Well, only Taehyun. His father is awake again, stroking over his sons shoulder after he got up shortly to open to window so Taehyun gets to breathe at night.  

He smiles down at his son who shifts in his sleep as if he read Soobins mind and moves so now he lays on top of Soobin, using him as a pillow, mattress, blanket and human heater. He holds him close, but not to close so he doesn’t suffocate him. He knows he has to leave early tomorrow. Again. He can’t risk getting caught by one of his sons classmates or friends and he has to be back home and get ready for work as well. 

But what he doesn’t know, his son set an alarm so he wakes up earlier as well. He won’t let his daddy leave before he blows him and before they have a comfortable breakfast together. Then, Taehyun has to be back at his friends room anyway and practice his excuse by then.

And he hates the thought of it already.

Taehyuns necklace is still open so Soobin closes it with a click. “I love you,” he mumbles. He gets no response, only a quiet snore which causes him to giggle.

It’s weird, how badly he wants to live here with Tae without even knowing the city, the people, the food. After he stares out of the window, the beautiful night sky welcoming him, he figures, this could’ve been any city, any country. 

As long as he’s with Taehyun.