Reach
exo // sekai // pg-13 // fluff, romance // drabble 800 words
-just gross fluff that i have no excuse for
-selling my soul to sekai
It’s 2:07 in the morning and Sehun has to piss so bad it hurts.
He stumbles to the bathroom, half awake and holding his crotch. On the way there, he stops in front of Jongin and Kyungsoo’s room and presses his ear to the door just to be nosy. He almost forgets the pressure in his bladder when he hears a soft sobbing sound on the other side. It’s a sensual sound and it’s way too late for Sehun to be thinking about Jongin touching himself, but as he continues to listen, the sound grows more desperate and heart-broken.
Sehun braces himself, and cautiously taps on the door a few times.
A sniffling Jongin peers up at Sehun from behind the door when it opens. Kyungsoo is fast asleep on the far end of the room. A small lamp illuminates Jongin’s face enough for Sehun to notice that he has been crying.
“Sorry,” Jongin says, voice thick with tears.
“No, it’s fine. You didn’t wake me up. I was just going to the bathroom. Are you okay?” Sehun stares at Jongin’s tear stained cheeks. The light pooling around Jongin almost makes his face glisten. He looks so helpless.
Jongin nods, refusing to meet Sehun's eyes.
“Okay, well, I’m gonna go to the bathroom now. If you need anything, you can come to my room and we can talk, okay?”
Jongin nods again and quietly closes the door. Sehun stays in the hallway until the light from behind the door goes out.
Sehun usually doesn’t think this hard when he takes a piss, but he’s never seen Jongin cry before and he’s not sure what to do. They’ve always been close. Sehun knows that Jongin will eventually come to him. That’s how their friendship works. Jongin watches Sehun and pounces when he’s ready. It frustrates and confuses Sehun to no end, but he’s waited before. He can wait now.
Sehun sighs as he flushes the toilet. He walks out of the bathroom and finds Jongin standing in the hallway, waiting for him. That was quick.
“Hey,” Sehun says.
Jongin looks up from the floor. “Uhm, do you think I could...?” He points to the door to Sehun and Junmyeon’s shared room.
Sehun thinks about it for a few seconds before he decides to take hold of Jongin’s hand. The hallway is dark, so Sehun can’t see the concentration in Jongin’s eyes as he stares down at their laced fingers. The gesture is so small, but Sehun has never reached out to Jongin like this before. Jongin always initiates and Sehun doesn’t want him to pull away. But he doesn’t. He just gives Sehun’s hand a soft squeeze and let’s Sehun lead the way.
Jongin climbs into bed first and Sehun follows.
“Is this okay?” Jongin aks.
“Yeah,” Sehun says, but he feels like he should be the one asking that question.
The air in the room chills, and all Sehun wants to do is pull Jongin closer. But he doesn’t want to scare Jongin away.
“Why were you crying?”
“I don’t know. I just felt so alone.”
Sehun re-laces their fingers and gives Jongin’s hand a squeeze. “I’m here,” he whispers.
Sehun doesn’t see it, but a small smile spreads across Jongin’s lips.
Sehun rolls over onto his side and slips a cautious arm around Jongin’s waist. All air exits his lungs when Jongin leans into the touch.
“Thank you,” Jongin says before he presses a soft kiss to Sehun’s cheek.
It’s a good thing that it’s night and the lights are off because Sehun’s entire face heats up and he knows he’s blushing hard. Sehun leans in and kisses Jongin’s cheek as well, a silent way of saying this is okay.
Sehun lays his head back on his pillow. Jongin’s hand comes up and rests along Sehun’s jaw, keeping their faces close. Jongin’s lips meet Sehun’s and the kiss is so soft and slow. Jongin’s mouth is warm, so Sehun kisses him again and again. Eager hands pull Jongin closer and another pair settle at Sehun’s hips, lightly skimming across the skin that peeks out beneath the hem of his shirt.
They’ve never kissed before, and Sehun’s not sure what it is about Jongin’s mouth, Jongin’s fingers - what it is about Jongin - but he wants more. He rolls on top of Jongin and sifts his fingers through Jongin’s hair. He tugs on the strands and a small groan falls from Jongin’s mouth.
Sehun freezes.
“What?” Jongin breathes heavily.
Sehun giggles and presses his face into the crook of Jongin’s neck. “Are you - are you hard?” Sehun laughs even louder as he feels Jongin tense beneath him.
“Shut up.” Jongin shoves Sehun off of him and Sehun nearly tumbles onto the floor.
“Jongin,” Sehun whines. “I’m sorry. I was just teasing.”
Jongin turns his back to Sehun. But Sehun thinks maybe it’s not too late, so he tries to sneak a hand back around Jongin’s waist. Jongin smacks it away.
“I’m going to sleep. Good night.”
“Jongin?” Sehun places a shy kiss to the back of Jongin’s neck. “Are you mad at me?”
Jongin takes Sehun’s hand and brings it around him, draping Sehun’s arm over his hips.
“Go to sleep,” Jongin grumbles before he slips his fingers through the spaces between Sehun’s.
-just gross fluff that i have no excuse for
-selling my soul to sekai
It’s 2:07 in the morning and Sehun has to piss so bad it hurts.
He stumbles to the bathroom, half awake and holding his crotch. On the way there, he stops in front of Jongin and Kyungsoo’s room and presses his ear to the door just to be nosy. He almost forgets the pressure in his bladder when he hears a soft sobbing sound on the other side. It’s a sensual sound and it’s way too late for Sehun to be thinking about Jongin touching himself, but as he continues to listen, the sound grows more desperate and heart-broken.
Sehun braces himself, and cautiously taps on the door a few times.
A sniffling Jongin peers up at Sehun from behind the door when it opens. Kyungsoo is fast asleep on the far end of the room. A small lamp illuminates Jongin’s face enough for Sehun to notice that he has been crying.
“Sorry,” Jongin says, voice thick with tears.
“No, it’s fine. You didn’t wake me up. I was just going to the bathroom. Are you okay?” Sehun stares at Jongin’s tear stained cheeks. The light pooling around Jongin almost makes his face glisten. He looks so helpless.
Jongin nods, refusing to meet Sehun's eyes.
“Okay, well, I’m gonna go to the bathroom now. If you need anything, you can come to my room and we can talk, okay?”
Jongin nods again and quietly closes the door. Sehun stays in the hallway until the light from behind the door goes out.
Sehun usually doesn’t think this hard when he takes a piss, but he’s never seen Jongin cry before and he’s not sure what to do. They’ve always been close. Sehun knows that Jongin will eventually come to him. That’s how their friendship works. Jongin watches Sehun and pounces when he’s ready. It frustrates and confuses Sehun to no end, but he’s waited before. He can wait now.
Sehun sighs as he flushes the toilet. He walks out of the bathroom and finds Jongin standing in the hallway, waiting for him. That was quick.
“Hey,” Sehun says.
Jongin looks up from the floor. “Uhm, do you think I could...?” He points to the door to Sehun and Junmyeon’s shared room.
Sehun thinks about it for a few seconds before he decides to take hold of Jongin’s hand. The hallway is dark, so Sehun can’t see the concentration in Jongin’s eyes as he stares down at their laced fingers. The gesture is so small, but Sehun has never reached out to Jongin like this before. Jongin always initiates and Sehun doesn’t want him to pull away. But he doesn’t. He just gives Sehun’s hand a soft squeeze and let’s Sehun lead the way.
Jongin climbs into bed first and Sehun follows.
“Is this okay?” Jongin aks.
“Yeah,” Sehun says, but he feels like he should be the one asking that question.
The air in the room chills, and all Sehun wants to do is pull Jongin closer. But he doesn’t want to scare Jongin away.
“Why were you crying?”
“I don’t know. I just felt so alone.”
Sehun re-laces their fingers and gives Jongin’s hand a squeeze. “I’m here,” he whispers.
Sehun doesn’t see it, but a small smile spreads across Jongin’s lips.
Sehun rolls over onto his side and slips a cautious arm around Jongin’s waist. All air exits his lungs when Jongin leans into the touch.
“Thank you,” Jongin says before he presses a soft kiss to Sehun’s cheek.
It’s a good thing that it’s night and the lights are off because Sehun’s entire face heats up and he knows he’s blushing hard. Sehun leans in and kisses Jongin’s cheek as well, a silent way of saying this is okay.
Sehun lays his head back on his pillow. Jongin’s hand comes up and rests along Sehun’s jaw, keeping their faces close. Jongin’s lips meet Sehun’s and the kiss is so soft and slow. Jongin’s mouth is warm, so Sehun kisses him again and again. Eager hands pull Jongin closer and another pair settle at Sehun’s hips, lightly skimming across the skin that peeks out beneath the hem of his shirt.
They’ve never kissed before, and Sehun’s not sure what it is about Jongin’s mouth, Jongin’s fingers - what it is about Jongin - but he wants more. He rolls on top of Jongin and sifts his fingers through Jongin’s hair. He tugs on the strands and a small groan falls from Jongin’s mouth.
Sehun freezes.
“What?” Jongin breathes heavily.
Sehun giggles and presses his face into the crook of Jongin’s neck. “Are you - are you hard?” Sehun laughs even louder as he feels Jongin tense beneath him.
“Shut up.” Jongin shoves Sehun off of him and Sehun nearly tumbles onto the floor.
“Jongin,” Sehun whines. “I’m sorry. I was just teasing.”
Jongin turns his back to Sehun. But Sehun thinks maybe it’s not too late, so he tries to sneak a hand back around Jongin’s waist. Jongin smacks it away.
“I’m going to sleep. Good night.”
“Jongin?” Sehun places a shy kiss to the back of Jongin’s neck. “Are you mad at me?”
Jongin takes Sehun’s hand and brings it around him, draping Sehun’s arm over his hips.
“Go to sleep,” Jongin grumbles before he slips his fingers through the spaces between Sehun’s.