with a gentle hand, yg rubs a hand up and down nj's back, not bothering to fight back the smile that blossoms at the deep, shuffling breath that namjoon sighs into his skin.
his baby clenches around his cock, his hands scratching the back of his neck.
"you okay?" yg whispers.
"yeah," nj mumbles, clearly deep into the headspace that he only feels comfortable going into around yg. "just tired." he shifts slightly, clenching again.
he's wearing an oversized shirt, long enough that it covers his ass and thighs even sitting on yg's cock. he moves the hand from his back to rub it on a smooth thigh, not willing to drop his book and lose his place. besides, nj is not ready to be fucked yet either.
yg can tell, knowing when nj just needs to exist with yg deep inside him and cradling him in his arms and when he needs to know how much desire yg feels in his veins for him. he might not need that at all tonight.
he doesn't know what's made his baby so upset tonight, what's happened where he needs yg to hold him like this, and if he wanted yg to know, he would tell him. if it's a couple of nights, yg will press the issue, but this first night can be without question.
they can just exist together in the silence. yg continues to rub nj's thigh, his baby shuffles once more before finally settling, and he feels the flutter of eyelashes against his skin as nj falls into the restful sleep that he so desperately needs.
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jk shuffles where he kneels, his head ducked down as his cheeks burn with a strange mix of humiliation and arousal. he's not sure why he agreed to do this. it was definitely because of nj's puppy-dog eyes.
he knows that much, at least, because those big brown eyes are weapons of mass destruction that would have jk signing over his soul if nj thought it would be pleasing. so when nj asked, biting his lip nervously, hands fidgeting with the bottom of his sweater, he couldn't say no.
even though when he glanced at yg, a thrill of nervous terror ran up his spine as the other man's eyes grew dark. and he doesn't know what it says about him that he likes it.
the setup is simple. yg doesn't see the need to make it fancy. he knows what he wants to do to them.
hs closed his eyes to try and get some sleep, but he finds himself restless, unable to get comfortable even though he felt exhausted just fifteen minutes before, convinced that if he didn't take a nap, he would collapse.
now he's awake and two more minutes away from giving up on this nap and trying to struggle through more work.
"seok-ah?" he hears whispered into the living room. he raises an eyebrow, but he's unsure if nj will get that he's awake. he wonders what his boyfriend has planned.
nj usually is careful not to disturb hs when he sees him sleeping. yet he would already be waking him if it were important.
he hears nj taking a deep breath, then footsteps padding through the room. a warm weight descends on top of him, the scent of jasmine strong.