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"-nonetheless, New York is still in shock after we all witnessed the fight that had broken out between the Slasher and Spiderman. Did the killer dissapear? Did spiderman succeed in taking him down? 

But the real question is- Where is spiderman?"

The never-ending, loud sound of police sirens filled Yunhos ears, terrorizing him even harder than the slasher had done it his whole lifetime, his eyes directed at the mess almost 100 floors beneath him. 

He felt cold, the wind was eerily playing with his brunette hair when he adjusted his position, tipping dangerously low towards the edge of the railing. 

Two pigeons got startled by the sudden movement, their short wings carrying their plumb bodies away from Yunho just to settle on the rooftop next to him where they continued picking at trash to try and find food. 

Hot tears contrasted the harsh wind when they trailed down his cheek, landing on his trembling fingers that were still holding on the piece of fabric that protected his identity.

His red mask was hanging dangerously low on his fingertips, dangling over the thin railing Yunho was seated on and threatening to fall down to follow the fate that should have been Yunhos. 

Its eyes seemed to look at him, judge him for being so weak. 

Not hero like. 

It should have been him that had falled down, it should have been him. 

The sun, which had shone so brightly just hours ago was slowly dipping down the horizon, hiding away to leave Yunho with his grief. Not even she would stand by him and warm him. 

Her light didn't fade, it surrendered, defeated by the approaching, relentless dark that took over Yunhos heart.

Sometimes, Yunho wondered what it would feel like to die, if it felt just as painful as his heart when it tightened in his chest and tried to stop beating with all its might. It couldnt stop, and Yunho had to live.

The grip on his mask was weak, ready to let go of that one identity that made the brunette feel like he was at fault for everything that had happened in the past few hours.

Spiderman.

He wasnt a hero.

He couldnt even save his loved ones.

How would he ever save the city again. 

He could still hear her scream and see the terror in her eyes when she had fallen. Pushed over the edge by no one but Yunho himself, in an attempt to save her. 

His suit was doused in red blood, the fabric sticking and rubbing against his skin. His own blood had soaked through the fabric, almost every part of his suit covered in red blood. But Yunho didnt feel the pain. He couldnt. The only thing Yunho felt was empty.

They had taken her away, not even giving him enough time to grieve. 

Of course, the oh so amazing spiderman couldnt show himself in this state. He was supposed to be a hero. He was not. 

A suit wouldnt change how Yunho would act or feel. Yunho was supposed to be a role model to everyone. The whole world celebrated him for being the most amazing superhero to ever exist. Yunho was not amazing, even less of a hero. 

If he had been this amazing, he would have been able to save her.

He hadnt even defeated the slasher. Her fall had given him enough time to dissapear.

His suit was ripped to shreds from when the slasher had struck him with his scythe, and goosebumps covered his whole skin. He was so cold.

A small wound right above his eyebrow had yet stopped bleeding, the red blood trickling down the side of his face and almost into his eye. It mixed with Yunhos tears, running down his cheek and neck ro leave an ugly red streak on his pale skin.

It was nothing. 

Nothing compared to the fear and pain she must have experienced when she fell. He could have saved her if he had been fast enough. He could have prevented her death in time. 

There was enough time. 

He knew.

And if not, it would have been him dying with her. 

This wasnt a victory for Yunho. He had lost the battle.

Yunho hadn't been careful enough, hadn't taken enough care. A superhero shouldnt be having anniversary dates on a rooftop where everyone could see them. He was oh so foolish. 

If being a hero came with loosing your loved ones, Yunho didn't know if he still wanted to be the city's savior. 

What if he just slid down the railing too to get out of his misery? Could he just end it all like that or would he catch his fall in the last moment? 

Catch himself while thinking about how she couldn't. 

Yunhos life felt empty. The small apartment he had bought two years ago was too big for him. Living with Hyeri had filled the emptiness, the void. Now that she was gone, he was all alone. 

Almost every night, Yunho caught himself staring out of his window, down at the busy streets below, thinking about how easy it would be for him to just end his misery. 

He was alone, with no one to talk to, his secret weighing heavy on his shoulders. 

He couldn't tell anyone. Yunho had lost everyone. 

Currently, Yunho was sitting in a corner of his home, head pressed against the cold window on his right, clutching one of the only few pictures left of her in his hand.

She looked happy, back then. 

It was a picture from their first date back in college. Yunho had taken it without her noticing. Her hair was still long and a dark, chocolate brown, her smile so bright it made Yunhos intestines clench at the thought of not seeing it again. Most of her pictures had been on his old phone which he had lost on the day it all happened. He had found it at the site of the accident days later, screen crushed and far behind saving. He had thrown it away, the memory too painful. 

It was as if the sky cried with Yunho, heavy clouds covering the night sky of new York as they wept together. At least someone who could understand Yunhos pain. 

The sounds of rain pouring down from the sky filled the room when Yunho got up to open the window, gently wiping his tears before placing the photograph on the small table next to his couch where she would wait for him to return. 

Even simply being in the space that they had shared for years made Yunho go crazy. He needed to go. Somewhere, anywhere just not home.

His suit hung over a chair to his small dining table where they had spend most of their nights, eating, laughing and playing games together. It felt unfamiliar and cold now, the bowl of cereal they had left behind before going on their date still where it had stood days ago, the milk already rancid and the cereal completely gone mushy. 

He couldnt bring himself to remove this biohazard to be from his apartment. It was hers, after all.

His suit felt foreign to his boney fingers, as he had not touched it in days. He had been hurting too much. Yunho had lost a lot of weight, not eating properly as it made him feel sick and he was surprised that it still fit him as snugly as ever when he slipped it on.

Sometimes he wondered if it wasnt only tailored to his body, but also adjusted itself whenever it needed to be.

The white eyes of the mask stared at him as if they were judging him for his past mistakes. Hesitant, the man reached out to grab it before holding his breath and slipping it over his head. 

Was he ready to be a hero again? Could he even make an appearance after hiding away for the last week?

It was cold when he climbed out of his window, paying attention not to slip from the wet glass wall on the outside of his apartment. 

New York would have been doused in darkness at this time if it wasnt for the blinding billboards and streetlights that made it almost impossible to sleep at night. 

It enabled Yunho to find his way through the city, swinging from skyscraper to skyscraper until he would finally land on the rooftop where it all had ended. 

The site of the accident had been cleared, some parts of the building beneath still under construction. Most parts of the glass wall and windows that belonged to the company in this tall building had burst from the agonizing fight against the slasher, and somehow the city was quick enough to replace almost ever window with new glass. 

As if the fight had never happened. 

Beneath, civilians made their ways home, masses of brightly colored umbrellas pushing and shoving towards the metro stations to escape the rain and harsh wind. Yunho didnt care if he got soaked. The suit would keep him warm for a while in the cold autumn weather. 

The billboards across from him shone brightly, and ad for chewing gum had a girl brightly smiling at him before it played the newest news. Yunho knew the old reporter, a small smile tugging on his lips as he watched the old man exitedly talk about a change in weather for the next week. 

And then, suddenly, the billboard shut off in the middle of his sentence. Darkness took over, swallowing the recording quickly to leave a black screen. 

Yunho blinked once, shuddering when a cold wind brushed over his body. Something wasn't right. 

"Hello spiderman."

The screen was brought to life again, the news reporters face smiling at Yunho widely, and only then Yunho noticed that it had only been to distract him. But it was already too late. 

A black, tentacle like mass wrapped around his leg, climbing even higher when Yunho panicked and tried to shake it off. It grabbed at him, feeling wet as it sucked him in and soaked through the fabric of his suit.

"What the-What the fuck!" He cursed, trying to turn around to fire webs at whoever had attacked him, only to be yanked to the floor, his head clashing with the hard floor he had been standing on as his web shot into the air, completely missing its goal.

Small stones bit into his skin, scratching at his suit when the tentacle pulled at him, tugging, swallowing his whole foot just to pull him closer to the shadows at next to the ac unit that had been installed on the rooftop.

It was covered by a small roof, and Yunho could almost make out a figure lingering in the shadows behind. 

The rain and the darkness outside made it hard to see, and the harsh lightning from billboards couldnt reach far enough to show Yunho what had grabbed for him. 

Something, no, someone was lingering there, and Yunho was determined not to find out. 

He didnt wanna fight, not now, not when his wounds were still fresh and his mind far from healed. 

He cursed, his gloved hands clawing at the floor beneath uselessly to try and pull him up, but the warm, slimey thing grabbed him even tighter and all of his attempts to escape were hopeless. 

It must have looked funny, seeing him being dragged over the rooftop like this, because seconds later he heard a loud cackle coming from behind the few ac units. 

"Well well well. Who do we have here." A voice rumbled, more similar to a deep, guttural growl than a human one, that sent shivers down Yunhos spine.

Something stepped out of the shadows, and Yunho held his breath. 

Long, sharp claws reflected the light of a nearby billboard, arms so muscular they would put any bodybuilder into shame connecting to shoulders twice as broad as Yunhos. 

The figure towered over him, easily over eight feet tall, taller than Yunho who just lay there, eyes wide as he saw the monster in whose trap he had run. 

Long, white teeth filled a maw stretching over his whole face, an obscene, wet tongue licking over his upper lip. 

Big white eyes scanned Yunhos helpless body underneath, trembling in his hold when another tentacle like mass appeared to wrap around his body like a snake. 

He whimpered in fear, body completely frozen at the sight before him when it squeezed around him, slowly lifting his body in the air. The tentacles grip was tight, squeezing the air out of his body when he brought Yunho closer to the creatures face. "The amazing spiderman." 

Yunho wiggled in his grip, gasping for air as he tried his best to escape. He couldnt even shoot his webs at the monster, his hands trapped to his body. 

"Look at you struggling. I thought you were so strong." The figure mocked loudly. 

Yunho was afraid. For the first time, he actually feared to not make it home. His heart thumped in his ribcage, his breathing quickening as his body grew lax. 

"What-what do you want." He asked in defeat, his legs which had been struggling, trying to kick at the black mass now hanging down like the ones of a puppet. 

A thin tentacle came up to his face, turning to liquid against his neck to rip off his mask. The useless fabric was thrown away, and Yunho closed his eyes, trying to turn his face away from the monster so it wouldnt see him. 

A foolish attempt, really. His brown hair tickled against his forehead where it was long enough to almost cover his eyes which he opened when he heard a soft hum. 

"What I want? I want a lot of things. I can start with a list. Sex, World peace, right now I really want to eat fried chicken or lobster...or a cute femboy." The creature looked him up and down, squeezing a little harder until Yunho coughed from the pressure, his bones protesting against the tight hold. 

Yunho immeadietly reddened at the monsters list, the bluntness of his words terrifying his poor catholic heart, about to speak up when a clawed hand moved up to stroke along his chin. 

"Don't touch me!" The brunette choked out, panicking again when the sharp claws were a little too close to his face for his liking. 

"Ironic to say that only now when im wrapped around you like that." The other noticed, his mouth pulling to an even wider smirk. His tongue came out, and Yunho had to brace himself as he saw that it was coming towards him, the slimey mass brushing against his face. 

It felt warm, wet, and absolutely disgusting, and he pressed his lips together with a silent scream. 

"What the fuck man! Who even are you!" He yelled in disgust, shaking his head, desperate to get the remaining globs of spit off his face. 

His hair was now awfully wet, slicked back to stick on his head. He wiggled in the creatures grip again, trying to pull his hands loose to wipe over his face. No chance. 

"Oh now we are getting personal. Nice." 

The creature growled, the tentacles slowly setting Yunho down to the ground again, loosening a little but not quite letting go yet. 

Only when the black mass on the creatures face slowly dissapeared, crawling back to hide behind the figure of a very tall, young man. 

Only one tentacle remained, wrapped around Yunhos middle to tie his hands to his body. Regardless, the young man tried his best to flick his wrist and shoot a web in the man's direction, missing him with an embarrassingly bad shot. 

The young man just tutted, shaking his head in dissaproval at the display of violence. 

"Mingi's the name. Better remember it." 

He grinned, his voice still deep now that whatever the black mass was had dissapeared. It seemed to be some kind of suit, but Yunho had no clue how it worked.

"What- what are you, what is this!" Yunho demanded to know, still wary even though he was pretty sure the man was not a villain, even though he looked like he just crawled out of a horror movie. 

"Me?" The deep voice growled again, the black mass moving to cover Mingis face again to smile at Yunho. "I am Venom." 

The thing shook his head until it gave way to Mingi again who looked annoyed that their conversation had been interrupted. OK, not one person but two, noted. 

"No no no. We are venom." Mingi explained with a grin, watching how Yunho still struggled to slip from the lone balck tentacle. 

It had stopped raining, but Yunho was still soaked from head to toe, meanwhile the other man was completely dry. 

"Can you let me go?" He finally asked, giving up to look at the other man with an annoyed glance. 

"If you dont attack me we have a deal spidey." 

The young man cringed at the word, watching as the other man smirked at him. It was the first time he properly looked at him. The tentacle retracted to dissapear behind his back while Yunho inspected the tall, young man in front of him. 

His hair was snow white, black roots showing beneath when he ruffled his hair. His eyes were small and thin, his smirk almost as smug as the monsters. 

Apart from his ability to turn into a monster, Mingi looked oddly normal. Well, as normal as a human could look. 

"What are you?" Yunho asked again, bending down to pick up his mask from the floor beneath without taking his eyes off Mingi. He could always attack him, and Yunho didnt want to turn his back to him. 

The brunette grimaced in disgust when he picked his mask up, the fabric soaked with the dirty water that had collected in a puddle on the floor. 

"Im a host. That thing is my parasite. He just thinks he is in control." The white haired laughed, his hand closing around a tentacle that was looming at his side, harshly squeezing the black mass until it moved backwards and dissapeared. 

"Thats what I thought." He said more to himself and his parasite. 

"You don't mean to cause any harm, do you?" Yunho asked, still cautious as he wrung his mask out, still a little salty that this random dude had been able to unmask him within minutes of meeting him. Fucking idiot.

"Fuck nah, im a hero." The man laughed, licking over his lips while smirking, and Yunho couldnt help but notice that the motion was probably triggered by his parasite. 

"You are not a registered hero under the-"

"Who cares? If I decide to be good I will be good."

"But its a violation-

"Oh noo! What am I going to do now? I violated the rules!" The man gasped, hands coming up to the side of his head, seemingly mocking Yunho when he looked at him with concern that was soon to be replaced with his smug smile. He seemed to enjoy teasing Yunho a little bit too much. Already, Yunho knew working with that guy would be a pain in the ass.

It has been exactly two weeks since Yunho had met Mingi and his creepy parasite on that rooftop. Not much had happened since then. 

A few robberies that Yunho could have stopped without the others help, but nonetheless he appreciated the help. Kind of.

Mingi and his parasite were extremely shameless when it came to talking to Yunho. 

Their latest encounter had been at a shooting, and after Yunho had successfully stopped the shooter and had tied him up for the police to find before they had escaped the situation.

Mingi was extremely bold with his wording, and Yunho still needed time to try and get used to the way he especially tried to get into Yunhos pants. 

The brunette had explained very nicely that he was in fact not into men and had voiced his discomfort more than once. Mingi didn't care. Not really. 

The weather in New York really didnt want to switch up, it was raining for the second time this week alone. It had rained 12 times this month alone, amd Yunho dreaded what was to come further into autumn. 

Today, Mingi wasnt here to help him fight. What a pity. 

Despite Mingis countless efforts to get Yunhos number for 'emergencies' Yunho had stayed strong and denied him access to his number and Instagram to which the younger had pouted. 

On a day like this, Yunho was pissed at himself for not getting the youngers number so he could ring him up to help him fight. 

Rain hammered down onto the rooftops as he crouched down on the edge of a crumbling building in the outskirts of town, his mask lenses narrowing. 

He had spotted the villain on his daily tour through the city, harassing a family and stealing electricity from nearby power lines. 

He couldnt have whatever that thing was powering up until unimaginable things could happen. Better safe than sorry. 

"Now, will you finally stop being a pussy and running away, spiderman? Come on fight me!"

Below him, on the streets stood his opponent, electricity flickering all over his body as his blue eyes bore down on Yunho. His grin somehow reminded Yunho of Mingi.

"Alright" Yunho muttered, rolling his shoulders, to mobilize his body again before he stood up, bracing himself before yelling down at his opponent.

"You've clearly skipped the indoor voice phase, Sparkie. And I dont like the way you use the word pussy. Bet u are so salty because you have never gotten it yourself." 

The villain looked up with a growl, electricity cracking in the air around him, his eyes lighting up with anger. "Come down here and repeat that again. Pussy."

"Tempting. But I just got my suit fixed. I dont wanna ruin it by stepping down on your level."

A bolt of lightning tore upwars, missing Yunho by a mere centimeter. The man shrieked, ducking down when another one was fired, meeting the bricks he was standing. The stone under his feet immeadietly crumbled, and Yunho had to leap forward in an attempt to escape the third shot. 

Just before his feet hit the asphalt beneath, Yunho fired a web towards the building on the other side, swinging low over the floor and almost crashing into a car. 

"Oops!" He yelled, his feet scraping the floor as he let go and stumbled forward, almost faceplanting onto the asphalt. "Not ideal." He mumbled more to himself before he ducked down behind a car, hiding from the shots that were fired at him by the figure.

"Not cool man. That was electricity someone paid for." Yunho complained, watching the villain from behind the car while trying to figure out how to take him down. 

Then, suddenly the pavement beneath him cracked. Yunho could only jump last second, sparks surfing from the ground and reaching for him just as he swung away, sticking to a wall as he shot webs at the villain. 

"Now thats a new move. That everything you got? How boring." Yunho laughed, trying to involve the man in a conversation so he would have time to think. But it seemed like sparkie didnt want to talk.

Instead, the enemy slammed both fists into the ground, the pavement racking once again. Power surged through the asphalt, probably traveling through a power line beneath, metal signs ripped free from the aspahly and cars lifted off the floor from the pure power traveling trough the floor.

Yunhos eyes widened as he tried to escape the power once again, climbing a little bit higher on the wall, afraid the electricity could travel further upwards.

"Yup. That's definetly new."

He launched himself upward, away from the building while trying to dodge zaps of energy.

The all out of a sudden, a taxi spun towards him. 

"What the fuck man!" He yelled, webbing it in the last second and using all of his remaining power to send it back, the vehicle flying straight towards his opponent.

Unlike Yunho, 'Sparkie' didnt react in time. The vehicle hit him with full power, burying the electrified body underneath a the wreckage of metal the car had become. Smoke rose from its front, small zaps of energy traveling over its hood. But nothing moved.

 "Dayum." Yunho mumbled to himself, sliding down the wall he had stuck himself to to slowly walk over to the smoking car. He couldnt have it catch on fire on this busy street. 

Despite his best efforts to get the car out of the way to at least make it easier for the police to get the villain's remains, the taxi wasnt moving. Maybe it was because Yunho had used all his power up. He was tired and sweating as he leaned back on the hood, looking up at the sky to see the sun bearing down at the scene of fight. Shortly after, Yunho could hear police sirens wail loudly, and he took it as his cue to leave the scene. 

Yunho hated Mondays. Everyone did.

When Yunho had woken up that day, he had known it was going to be a bad day once again. 

He didnt have a single energy drink in his refrigerator, nor did his coffee machine work to produce the double espresso he needed to start the day. 

The wather was also shit and added to Yunhos bad mood just as much as Mingi who had just appeared on the rooftop next to him from where he was watching over the city.

The brunette had been sitting here for a while, long legs dangling down the railing too look down at the bustling street below.

Like every time when he came, he had brought a bouquet of flowers to decorate the spot where he had last seen her. Where he had lost her. Today he had chosen pink tulips. The flowers he had gotten her on their first date.

Yunho had his mask pulled down, slurping an iced americano from a Starbucks cup when Venom settled down next to him, the Symbiote dissapearing to leave Mingi in his usual attire: black, baggy jeans, a wide oversize shirt and many, many rings and chains. 

Without asking he snatched the drink from Yunhos hand, eying it before taking a sip.

 "What the fuck man?" Yunho cursed, snatching his drink back while looking at Mingi angrily. He grimaced as he used his suit to wipe Mingis spit away.

 "Oh my god thats like so homophobic of you." Mingi announced, swatting at two black tentacles that crawled up his legs. 

"No! I already told you not to." 

Yunho always thought it was quite funny how Mingi seemed to talk to himself, and if he hadnt been pissed it would have been kind of endearing to see him bicker with the Symbiote like a child. 

"Anyways." The white haired mumbled when the tentacle finally settled down and dissapeard again. His hair was shaggy, his eyes tired but he was still awake enough to tease Yunho. He had probably just come from uni where he studied electrical engineering. Yunho looked at him grumpily, placing the americano down next to him.

 "You can have it. I dont want it anymore." 

The other just rolled his eyes, taking it to sip from the straw while his eyes wandered over Yunhos face.

"Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine today?"

He teased, laughing when Yunho angrily looked at him. 

"Soo bright and friendly."

Yunho had enough. With a quick flick of his wrist he shot a web in the direction of Mingis face, hitting him right over the lower half of his face to cover his mouth. Mingi just seemed to smirk at him, his eyes wrinkling as he wiggled his eyebrows at Yunho. 

He just sighed, turning away to stare down, kicking his legs in the air watching the New Yorkers busily running around beneath, yelling and arguing with whoever was in their way. 

Nothing indicated on the fatal fight that had happened weeks ago. No one cared, they just went on with their lifes. It was depressing.

Next to him, Mingi had removed the sticky web from his mouth, shaking his hand and grimacing when it wouldnt come off. His fault for being such a jerk. He deserved it. 

On the other hand, Mingi was just a human like him. A very indescreet and shameless one at that, but on the other hand he was still young. 

Yunho was approaching his thirties, wheras Mingi was fresh out of college with his 21 years old. Still a baby, in Yunhos eyes.

"What are you even doing out here? Its like the fourth time I have spotted you here. And every time you bring- oh. Oh."

Finally, Mingi realized. Yunho had been thinking about how long it would take him to notice that he was grieving. He probably hid it very well. He had long contemplated about wether to tell the other hero, but with no one else to talk to he didnt have that big of a choice. He had no one else to lean on. It might as well be that immature, young fool.

"My girlfriend...well fiancé loved this spot. It was where I took her every year for our anniversary. She always hated restaurants and big, excessive dates. Rooftop dinners were her favorites. A few candles here, a fluffy blanket there and she would be happy." 

Yunho chuckled, smiling fondly at the memory. 

"I mean who wouldnt be happy dating the spiderman. She loved seeing me in my suit. I thought it would be fun to surprise for our anniversary and recreate our first date as Spiderman." He exhaled softly, looking up at the sky to see the first stars shining, the sun just dissapearing behind the horizon. How nostalgic.

In his mind, Yunho could exactly retell their first meeting. The day where he had saved her from a drunk idiot who had followed her on her way home. It was love on first sight. They had been so in love it was disgusting. 

"It...well it backfired. I bet you saw it on the news. Spiderman fighting the slasher. A big scene. I wasnt careful enough. I..." Silence lay between then when Yunho tried to find the right wording, his hand coming up to dab at a lone tear that slid down his cheek. 

"I pushed her. The slasher was about to attack her and I pushed her out of the way. But I pushed too hard." 

Yunho couldnt look at Mingi. If he had, he would have seen the way his gaze softened when he looked at Yunho, retelling this painful memory. "She fell. She fell and I couldnt save her."

"Its not your fault."

"Sometimes I wish it had been me."

Yunho admitted with a whisper, wrapping his hands around his body to stop the sudden cold to overtake his whole body. Despite his efforts, he shivered.

"No dont- dont say that!" Mingi exclaimed, lifting his right hand in an attempt to place it on Yunhos shoulder but then decided otherwise. 

Yunho hadn't been fine with skinship, and it was the first time Mingi had actually respected it. It warmed Yunhos heart. 

"I just dont know what to do."

"Can I?" Mingi asked softly, placing his hand on Yunhos shoulder to grab his attention. Yunho just nods, leaning his head against Mingis body. 

"Come here." 

Mingi tugged him even closer, his strong arms closing around Yunhos body. Even though Yunho was a few inches taller than him, Mingis still made him feel small. 

Maybe it was the fact that mingi had much more muscle where Yunho was more lean, his body perfectly hiding in Mingis surprisingly warm embrace. 

His head was leaning against Mingis chest, so Yunho could hear his heart beat beneath the hoodie he was wearing. It thumped steadily against Yunhos ear, and the brunette closed his eyes, listening to the soothing rythm while Mingi gently caressed his hand over Yunhos back. 

Yunho cried. A lot. It came to a point where there were no tears left for him to cry and his sobs had died down. It was dark on the rooftop, the sun having already dissapeared beneath the horizon. 

Funny, how Yunho always stayed until the sun set. Despite it being autumn, Yunho didnt feel cold. Mingi kept him warm, his gentle voice washing over Yunhos dazed mind like soft waves. "You will be ok." 

Finally, Yunho pulled away, wiping his eyes with his hands, the last few tears staining the fabric of his suit, looking at Mingi afterwards. 

The light of a nearby billboard illuminated his face, his big eyes that eyed Yunho up and down, the hand that came up to swipe over his cheek. 

Despite the hard rings on his fingers, it was so gentle agains his skin. So soft. Almost loving. Yunhos mind was playing a trick on him. It was almost as if only now he noticed how pretty Mingi was. How soft and fluffy his white hair looked in the moonlight. How full and plumb his lips were. 

"I can't think straight." Yunho whispered, leaning into the touch on his cheek with a sight. 

It was so soft. Domestic even. 

It made him miss Hyeri even more. But Hyeri wasnt there. And she wouldnt come back.

Mingi exhaled slowly, his nostrils flaring as he looked at Yunho with so much care in his eyes. If was the first time he showed himself from this side. Somehow, Yunho had always seen Mingis cocky side. The side that would always flirt or make dirty jokes to him. This Mingi was different.

"What do you mean?" Mingi asked slowly, his eyes falling down to Yunhos lips before he looked into his eyes again. His hand settled down in his own lap again, much to Yunhos dissapointment. 

"Can I kiss you?"

"Why would you want to kiss me now?" 

"I want to kiss you. I dont know why." The brunette mumbled, his lashes fluttering when he saw the soft look in Mingis eyes. 

"Of course." 

Mingis lips felt soft when they first touched, so warm and nice. Yunho sighed in the kiss, his hands automatically wrapping around Mingis neck as he scooted closer. Kissing Mingi... felt good. 

It felt just as good as kissing a girl, if not better, Yunho had to shamefully admit as he scooted closer, inhaling his scent deeply while returning the soft kiss. Mingis cologne smelled good, sharp notes of white musk and something sweet. Yunho liked it, almost scooting onto Mingis lap if it weren't for both of them sitting with their legs dangling down a building. 

Mingis hand returned to softly caress over Yunhos cheek in the way he had done it earlier, and a soft whimper fell from Yunhos lips at the touch. 

And suddenly, everything else didnt matter. Yunho wasnt alone anymore. Their kiss was sweet but short, Yunhos lips tingling softly when they parted. His cheeks were reddened, his eyes glazed over as he looked at Mingi like he had hung the moon. 

Why hadnt he noticed before how beautiful he looked? How strong his arms were as he stood up and when they grabbed him, pulling him down from the ledge they were sitting on just to kiss him again.

Their lips met again, even softer this time, one of Mingis hands settling on his waist to softly brush his thumb over Yunhos exposed skin where his suit had ripped and was yet to be repaired. 

Even though the air outside had grown cold, there was a warmth to the kiss that spread through Yunhos whole body when he felt the tip of Mingis tongue gently swipe over his lips, begging Yunho to let him in. And he did. 

Slowly, he opened his mouth, letting Mingi gently explore him with his warm tongue. He liked how slow he kissed, how careful and calculated his moves were. As if he gently cared about how Yunho felt. 

The flames that had ignited in his ribcage spread into his whole body, burning up from the inside. His cheeks were glowing in a bright red just like his neck when they brushed their tongues against eachother, a low moan leaving his mouth. 

Mingi seemingly smiled against his lips, breathing air through his nose when he chuckled, the grip on Yunhos neck a little harder than before.

Everything else seemed to fade, the sounds around them, the sense of time,leaving only the closeness, the softness, the subtle pressure of lips meeting and parting. 

Yunho even forgot that he had cried. It was, as if Mingis touch, his kiss had emptied his mind.

When they parted, Mingi looked at him for a moment. A soft smile played around his lips, his hand, which had been rubbing over Yunhos skin now on his shoulder.

He didn't speak, but pulled him closer, his arms acting as a protective barrier against the cold evening air when he hugged him. Yunho leaned into him, Mingis soft scent enveloping him fully. Even now, Mingi could tower over him despite being smaller.

And then, almost without thinking, they closed the kiss again, returning to that same gentle movement as though neither of them wanted to be the one to end it.

"Youre blushing."

"Shut up." Yunho whispered, leaning his head against Mingis chest again, his eyes scanning his surroundings. They had spend almost ten minutes kissing, the city having already quieted down. 

"Its late." Mingi mumbled, his ringed hand threading through Yunhos hair.

"I know."

"We should go home."

"We should."

Neither of them moved. It was, as if time had froze for them, nothing else but them mattering. 

To say Yunho regretted that night was an understatement. The shame he felt for acting the way he did was rooted deeply in his chest, even deeper than the spark he had felt back then which he had now buried under his grief. He didnt move on. 

Mingis number on the small slip of paper he had given him felt heavy in his pocket. He couldn't believe that his body, his mind had betrayed him like that. 

He loved Hyeri. And someone like Mingi wouldnt change that, shouldnt make him question about wether he still missed his girlfriend. He shouldnt have kissed him. Hell, even telling Mingi his story was a mistake.

 They would have never gotten close enough to share the kiss that made Yunho almost feel more than in all his years with Hyeri. He wasnt attracted to Mingi a bit, he didnt love him and he most certainly didnt feel anything for him other than pure hatred for leading him on like that. Yunho felt used, even though the kiss had felt good, and it completely destroyed how Yunho saw Mingi. And even though Yunho swore he hated Mingi for what had happened, he couldn't look at him without butterflies starting to tickle the inside of his body. 

A sudden lightness would hit his chest, bringing a flurry of wings to her stomach whenever he thought about Mingi. He wanted to hate him, but he couldnt.

The feeling made Yunho sick to his stomac. Just like the way Mingi looked at him so lovingly even if his suit was covered in the blood of their enemies. As always, Mingi had interfered one of his fights with two villains who had been causing a scene in the upper parts of the city. The brunette had been tracking them down for a while now and finally caught up to them, leading to the start of a fatal battle for both of them. 

Mingis sudden appearance back then had distracted Yunho for a short moment, allowing his opponent to land a strike right against his side, fracturing some of his ribs. 

Breathing hurt, his bones about to puncture his lungs if he wouldnt get them trested in time, and Yunho couln't wait to go home and rest on his couch. But just when he extended his hand, about to shoot a long string onto the building next to him so he could swing away, Mingi grabbed his hand.

"Whats wrong Yunho?" The brunette pulled away, looking at Mingi with wide eyes as he wrapped his fingers around his wrists as if to protect it from the other. Mingis touch felt like fire on his skin, burning up to leave a mark Yunho wouldnt forget for a long time. 

"Nothing." He hissed, taking a step back to create some distance between them. His eyes were on the floor between them, watching the ripples of the puddle of water he was standing in with one foot, and Mingi scoffed when he noticed.

"You wont even look at me! Tell me, was I that bad? That the reason you have been ignoring me and hiding away for a fucking week?"

Yunho winced at the harsh words, his eyes growing big when a hand grabbed his chin to force him to look up. Mingis grip was as harsh as the expression on his face, his lips pulled together tightly, his eyebrows furrowed.

 "Dont be such a pussy Yunho." 

Venom seemed to have a mind of his own again, two of his black tentacles reaching out to grab for Yunho, wrapping up around his legs to tie him to Mingi. To keep him from running away, as if it had predicted that Yunho was about to ditch Mingi. It made Yunho uncomfortable, the slimey, black mass tightly wrapping around him the harder he tried to resist it. Just like when they first met.

"Mingi I... I dont like you that way. This is just so-"

"But you asked to kiss me?" The white haired made, his voice cracking, filled with hurt and Yunho flinched back when he saw more of the symbiotes tentacles crawl up Mingis body, his legs and arms. It must have taken all of the man's willpower to reject the Symbiote, forcing it to retreat back into his body, save for the tentacles that were still wrapped around Yunhos legs.

"And you kissed me! I didnt know what I was doing!"

"That doesnt justify it! Sotp fucking yelling at me!

"I am not yelling!"

"Yes you are. And you are hurting my feelings."

"Im- no im not what are you talking about!"

"You keep trying to deny that you like me."

"Mingi I dont like you."

"See? Then why did you kiss me? Not once but twice? Yunho you are a grown ass man, get your feelings straight." Mingi was now seemingly angry, a deep growl settled in the back of his throat. 

The road they had fought on was now filled with people again, people who looked and whispered about them from a distance. It made Yunho feel unwell, his gut clenching when he saw phones pointed at them. They were far enough to not understand what they were talking about, but it was obvious that they were fighting. Their faces would be plastered all over the news tomorrow, and Yunho dreaded it.

"I-I dont want to talk to you anymore. You know nothing. I dont like you, Mingi, so fuck off." He pressed out, exhaling loudly when he noticed the tentacles around his legs finally loosening up. 

He took the chance, slipping from their grip to shoot a web up to the building next to him and swung away. Behind him, fading in the distance he could hear Mingis voice, quiet but as clear as day.

"Pussy. You are just a pussy."

That had been the last fight Mingi and Yunho had fought together, also the last time they had met. Almost two weeks had passed since the incident. 2 Weeks, in which Mingi had avoided any spaces spiderman might appear.

He didnt fight anymore, but rather focused on his classes and friends. He needed to get distracted enough to forget about the other man. 

Yunho was just a stupid crush, and Mingi had interpreted too much into it. After all, he was supposedly straight. Mingi could just scoff at that argument. 

Straight. Yeah. Like a flexible ruler. 

The fact that he asked to kiss him was proof that Yunho was in fact also interested in men, and Mingi was still pissed by the man's accusation against him.

Never would he have taken advantage of Yunho in a situation where the older man was emotionally unavailable. All he wanted was to cheer him up with a hug. But Yunho had been the one who asked, who leaned in and kissed Mingi not once but twice.

The sound of his fingers clicking against his keyboard filled the room of his small apartment as he worked on the essay his professor had given them, and it was the perfect opportunity for him to shut down and distract his brain. The bad thing about him getting distracted was the Symbiote rioting in the back of his head. He couldnt work like this. 

Especially not when his hand suddenly moved by itself, typing 'Yunho, Yunho, Yunho' into the middle of his essay, while the creature chanted the man's name at the same time. 

"Can you please stop!" Mingi hissed, using his other hand to pull his right from the keyboard after the Symbiote had used it to smash it right onto his keyboard. "Fucking parasite." 

The voice in his head cackled loudly, a black tentacle growing from Mingis side to poke into his chest.

"You want him just as bad. Just imagine how loud that twink will whine when he's fucked by a real man-"

"Crawl back where you came from." Mingi hissed, his fingers tightly wrapping around the black limb to stop it from moving further up his body to annoy him. If he didnt want the Symbiote to transform him, it wouldnt happen. It could only do this much to tease him, and Mingi was fed up with it.

But something in Mingis body stirred at the thought of having Yunho. What beautiful expressions would he be able to put on that pretty face of his when he finally got his hands on him? His whole body grew hot at that thought, blush rising up his neck and traveling to his ears.

"If you continue I might just crawl up your asshole."

"Oh you wouldnt dare." He snapped, watching as the tentacle immeadietly dissapeared when he pulled his lighter from his back pocket and flicked it to bring a flame to life. 

"Thats what I thought. Keep acting up and I will burn you again." 

The voice in his head grumbled, the parasite settling down to sulk away while Mingi pulled a cigarette from his pack, lighting it while he started to type away again. He inhaled the smoke, letting it sit deep in his lungs before exhaling again. 

The nicotine hit immeadietly, and Mingi was quite satisfied with how hard it hit. He had picked up smoking again only recently, the academic pressure and his shitty love life encouraging his rebellious behavior. His mother would hate seeing him like this, and it made him feel even happier.

"You know, I can help you. We can just take him. We are strong." 

Mingi sighed loudly, saving his essay and shutting his computer down. He wouldnt be able to get any work done today, so he leaned back, blowing smoke into the air as he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt. 

He might aswell indulge in conversation with his parasite. Normal tuesday night activities.

"No what the fuck? What about consent?"

He began, twirling his lighter in his other hand as he dabbed his cigarette off, the ash landing on the wooden floor next to him. 

"The stronger one always wins either way!"

Peeved by the mindless slop coming from the parasite, Mingi shook his head with a groan. He missed the times where he had been alone in his head almost as much as he missed Yunho. 

"No, consent is key, we are human and not some animals. Also, consent is hot. So fuck off." 

A loud grumbled was heard, and the voice stilled for a moment. Almost long enough for Mingi to take another drag of his cigarette. Out of boredom he opened his mouth, releasing smoke in short puffs to form rings that floated in the air above him before disaapearing. 

"Can we watch porn?"

The white haired flinched when the voice appeared again and had to hold back a chuckle. He did not need to let the parasite know he was amused by him. Not if he wanted him to never stop talking. 

"Please can we? Its one of the only joys I have."

 Mingi contemplated the idea for a moment, his eyes wandering over to the laptop he had just shut down. Why should he not. It had been long since they did it the last time. He had been to down to jerk off the last few weeks. 

"You are insufferable." 

"What about some spiderman-"

Before he could continue, Mingi scooted forward to open up his laptop again. 

"Ok ok." He made with a grin on his lips, typing something in the search bar as soon as his laptop had started. He could feel the symbiotes exitement mixing with his own, his cock stirring in his pants as soon as the website popped up. 

He hadnt even noticed a tentacle had slipped free, reaching for the drawer on his right to pull a bottle of lube from it. With a grin, Mingi snatched the bottle from it, placing it on the table while scrolling through the videos.

 He threw his cigarette to the floor, stepping on it for good measure before he could finally place his hand on his cock, firmly pressing down while he searched for a fitting video. 

There was one in particular that stood out to him. Light brunette hair popped up on the screen when he clicked on it, a breathy laugh sounding when the tops hands wrapped around a tiny waist. 

Mingi didnt listen to what they were saying. It wasnt important. He could only notice how similar the bottoms features were to Yunhos. His brown hair, big, puppy like eyes and the pretty lips that would later wrap around the tops cock so perfectly. He couldnt help but keep applying a bit more pressure as he slid his hand down, rubbing over himself through his pants with loud gasps as he watched the scene unfold. 

He released a shuddering breath at the friction, his jeans deliciously scraping against his sensitive skin. He was painfully hard, cock straining against his pants. He really just wants to palm at himself longer to drag the moment out, but the high moans coming from the video forced him to do otherwise. His breathing was harsh when he pulled his cock from his pants, fingers immeadietly drenched in precum that had already wet the inside of his pants. 

Throwing his head back in pleasure, Mingi rubbed over his slit to spread precome all over himself, coating his cock in the sticky mass before adding some lube.

The muscles in Mingis thighs jumped at the repeated sweeping motion of his fingers, his breath leaving his mouth in short, laboured grunts. He should probably not be so turned on by the mere thought of the man in the video being Yunho, but here he was, thrusting up in his fist and imagining it was Yunho on his lap, Yunhos voice that moaned so sweetly in his ear as if to tempt Mingi to do even dirtier things to him.

With his hand wrapped around his cock, his grip tight and wet with lube, Mingi could only think of Yunho. Maybe it was the symbiotes fault, its needs merging with Mingis to create new fantasies that made his cock leak like a faucet. Mingis fist was warm and tight and he could only imagine how good Yunho would feel like, wrapped around him like this while sweet sounds spilled from his sinful lips. Faster than he had expected, his sticky come coated his fist and lap, the video having ended long since. Only the sound of his breathing filled the dark room, mixed with the soft whirr of his air conditioning. 

Mingi had been asleep for about two hours when his phone rang. With eyes blurred by sleep and tired limbs, Mingi turned around to search for his phone. The clock on his bedside table showed two a.m, and Mingi was about to throw his phone away. No one could be important enough to him that he would take a call-

As soon as he saw the caller Id, he was wide awake. It was an unknown number, sure, but deep inside Mingi knew it could only be one person. 

Not a lot of people had Mingis number. And the people who did have it were saved in his contacts. He didn't even have to think another second, his thumb swiping over the screen to answer the call. 

The other end of the line was silent when Mingi sat up, grabbing his glasses to put them on. 

Then, a tired, hoarse voice disrupted the silence. 

"Mingi?" 

A loud sigh left Mingis lips before he could even consider responding. Yunhos voice alone made his insides twist and butterflies erupt in his stomac, and he couldnt let that happen. Not again. 

"Can you come?"

Yunho sounded so helpless, broken even as Mingi sat up properly, his hand clutching the phone tightly. His tired eyes searched for his shoes he had discharged somewhere in his room earlier, right next to his jacket he would need if he was really about to do what Yunho wanted. In his mind, he was already at Yunhos door, over eager to be let in and help him with whatever problem he had.

"Why should I?" He asked as if he wasnt ready to jump to action the minute Yunho had unveiled that he needed him. No one else but him. 

Even if Yunho didnt have a reason to need Mingi in particular, Mingi would cave and give him what he wanted, even though he knew his heart was already way to far gone to accept that Yunho was probably just using him.

"Im so alone. I don't know what to do." 

The sob that tore through the speaker was enough to make Mingi jump up and run over to his shoes, getting dressed at an almost impossible speed. 

Before he left his apartment he grabbed his keys, throwing a last glance at the mirror in the hall. Tired eyes looked back at him from behind his glasses, messy, white hair resembling a birds nest atop of his head.

"...Im coming."

It didnt take him all to long to get to the address Yunho had texted him after he had ended their call.

Mingi knew it was a bad idea, but he did it anyways. In the matter of minutes he had found Yunhos apartment, entering through the window that had been left open for him. 

As soon as he jumped inside, he was met with Yunhos face. The tall man was only standing one foot in front of him, his eyes a little wide as if he was shocked to see Mingi.

"Youre here."

"Obviously." Mingi mumbled after the symbiotes form around him had dissapeared.

"I told you I would." 

The brunette seemed to be drowning in the large hoodie he was wearing. Mingis heart broke once again when he saw a stuffed bunny hanging from Yunhos left hand, the man hiding the plushie behind his leg when he saw Mingi watch him. 

To say that Yunho looked bad was probably an understatement, his eyes dull and dark colored bruises underneath. It seemed, as if he hadnt been able to catch sleep since they had seen eachother for the last time. 

They stayed like that for a few seconds, just looking at eachother until Yunho finally stepped aside, allowing Mingi to take a deep breath once the other man wasnt looking.

"Just know that I am not here to listen to any of your bullshit. I am here because you need me, and thats a fact." He stated. 

He wasnt about to care for Yunho again if he would end up being rejected and ignored. As much as he would love to be there for Yunho, he would destroy himself with hopes too high.

The brunette immeadietly spun around, his eyebrows furrowing as he finally clutched his bunny plushie to his chest. It looked to be old and well loved, a very clean stitching keeping a tear in the fabric from ripping again. 

"I dont need you?" He argued, wrapping his arms tighter around his bunny, his knuckles turning white and his eyes tightening. Mingi scoffed. It seemed like he had hit a weak spot. 

"Really? Then why did you call me?"

The other just stayed silent.

The silence between them was louder than any argument.

"Ah yes. Of course. Now you are being a pussy again." Mingi coulnt help but notice the way Yunhos eyes watered, his hands starting to tremble as he took a step back from him. He needed this. Yunho needed this, he told himself. It was the best for both of them. 

"Stop using that word to insult me! Pussy is not an insult, you should be more considerate!"

"Awww im so sorry did i hurt you feelings, pussy?" Mingi spat out, having to force himself to not take a step forwards and just grab Yunho by his collar. 

He was too much to handle for him. He couldnt understand why Yunho was acting the way he was. He called him crying in the middle of the night, and now he was acting like nothing happened. Like he was fine, which he obviously wasnt judging by the tired look in his eyes.

Yunho took a sharp breath, his jaw tightening so hard it looked painful. He moved toward Mingi, then stopped, as if forcing himself to stay away. "Stop it, thats disrespectful."

"Hah! Do i look like I care?"

Mingis face was a mask of exhaustion and despair, but his eyes were hard as they judged Yunho. He would bring this to an end.

"Can you be a little less childish? Grow up." 

Yunho finally hissed at him, finally taking that one step to close the distance between them. His bunny now lay forgotten on the floor, dropped when Yunho had finally had enough. 

"No you grow up! You are too old to be acting like this." Mingi spat at him, pushing his chest out to be able to tower over Yunhos sunken form.

Yunhos protest came weak, with no real power behind his words.

"Dont you dare to tell me what to do!"

"Ah or else? Will you kiss me again?" 

It was only now that Yunho started to look really angry. As if he regretted having let Mingi inside his apartment.

"You just cannot accept that you in fact are gay. Maybe this is new for you and I would have understanding if it weren't for you constantly pushing me away!"

"Im-I- "

"What? What now?"

"I dont-"

"Keep denying it. Go on. Pussy."

Yunho pulled a tortured face his hand landing on Mingis chest to shove him back. It was light, not even half as powerful as Mingi knew he was. Yunho was holding back.

"Now, was that enough?" Mingi grinned, unable to hold back his smirk when he saw Yunho falter.

"Fuck yes shut up." 

"Then make me."

Yunho was the first to close the distance between their lips.

They collided, not with tenderness, but with an desperate need to punish and possess eachother after weeks of yearning, pain and heartache. Teeth scraped against lips, it was messy, loud, and entirely too intense to stop. 

Mingi couldnt tear his lips away to take a gasp for air when Yunho pressed his whole body against him, shoving him backwards to press him into the clear, big window. He was kissing him like a starving man.

Yunhos hands were tangled in his hair, pulling, while his lips devoured Mingi, erasing the fight with a kiss that tasted of harsh truth and sweet desires. 

The kiss was so messy, desperate and honest Mingi hadnt expected. He craved Yunho like nothing he had ever craved before, it was, as if his whole existence depended on that very moment.

Teeth clashed, tongues wrapped around eachother in a desperate attempt to be as close as possible. Yunhos fingers tugged on Mingis hair, his hot breath on his face when he couldnt seem to pull away, completely drowning in the kiss. 

Mingis hands were wrapped around Yunhos waist to press him close when they parted, leaving only their heavy breathing in the quiet room. Mingi was staring at Yunhos mouth, admiring his pretty, raw kissed lips, his chest rising and falling as rapidly as Yunhos. He reached out, his hand shaking slightly, cupping his jaw to keep him in place, keep him from running away once again. 

For a second, they just breathed each other's air, foreheads joined, eyes longingly staring at eachother.

Then, his control snapped. He pulled the brunette man flush against him and broke the silence with a kiss that was nothing but devastingly deep.

It was a confession, meant to mirror his deep feelings for Yunho, the feelings Yunho never allowed him to display now unfolding before him. When they parted again, Yunho stumbled backwards a little, his hand coming up to wipe at a glob of spit that had run down the corner of his mouth. 

His eyes were directed at the floor, avoiding Mingi fully as he took another step back.

The white haired took a deep breath, his hand reaching for Yunhos jaw once again.

"Yunho. What do you want?"

What he wanted? Yunho wasn't sure. All he knew was that he liked having Mingi like this, the butterflies in his stomac on a mission to make him throw up with how hard they were thumping against his insides. He felt guilty for liking this. 

"I dont know." He whispered, feeling Mingis hand pet over his cheek. 

Yunho clenched his jaw so tight his teeth ached as he tried to force the tears back down. He couldnt break down, not again. He wasnt that weak. His eyes, bloodshot and swollen started to water again, Mingis face and the rest of the room blurring in front of him. 

He blinked rapidly, looking up at the ceiling, fighting to keep his tears from flowing. It was hopeless. 

For the second time today, he broke out in tears. Mingi immeadietly hugged him, holding him in his warm embrace as he let Yunho cry his heart out in his chest once again. It felt so wrong, so unfair that Yunho couldn't allow himself to feel for Mingi what he wanted to. 

His breath hitched, turning into a choking sound before he broke down completely. 

"Yunho what do you mean you dont know. You just kissed me baby."

The brunette gasped for air between his sobs, his hands fisting into Mingis soft jacket, probably even pinching his skin. Of the white haired noticed, he didnt react, his hand gently caressing over Yunhos back while he calmed him with his soft voice.

“Just breathe" Mingi said, his voice barely a whisper, yet firm. He didn't move away, even when Yunho tried to back up again. Instead, he locked his gaze with his. “Look at me." 

At the command, Yunho looked up, swollen eyes staring into Mingis oh so beautiful face. He wanted to kiss him again. But he couldnt.

"I dont wanna lose anyone else."

Mingis gaze was so soft, so loving as he looked at Yunho. He looked at him like Yunho was the one who hung the moon, as if there was no one else but him in this world. 

"You will only loose me if you let me go, Yunho."

Mingi was quietly humming as he stirred the pot on Yunhos stove, the sweet scent of pudding filling his whole apartment. 

Every now and then, he would lean over to Yunho, who was sitting on the kitchen counter next to him to watch, placing a quick peck on his soft lips before he left with a smile. 

Sitting like this with Mingi felt oddly domestic. 

He had finally calmed down, his eyes still swollen, the skin on his cheek and nose a deep red as if he had a cold. Mingi had told him he looked cute, even after crying his heart out. There was still a dark spot on the other man's hoodie, and even though Yunho had offered him one of his he had declined with a wide smile, stating that he did not care at all. It felt good to be taken care of for once. Maybe he really was in love. 

When he had been able to calm down a little to have a real conversation with Mingi, the white haired didnt discuss further. Instead, he wiped his tears, grabbed Yunhos glasses from a counter close to him and announced that it was pudding time. 

If Mingi really thought pudding could fix every problem, he was absolutely right. He almost felt giddy at the thought of it. Maybe, just maybe Yunho could admit that he had started falling in love. Mingi looked good in his glasses, and even though his hair was shaggy, still tangled from sleep he looked very handsome. 

"Whatcha thinking about in that beautiful head of yours?" The brunette snapped out of his thoughts hearing his voice, watching as the white haired poured the vanilla pudding into two seperate bowls to set it aside for a while. 

"Nothing." He answered. 

Seconds later, Mingi was in front of him, his big hands resting on Yunhos thighs as he leaned forward to brush their noses together. Shyly, Yunho closed his eyes, waiting for a peck that never came. Instead, Mingi just grinned at him, his veiny hands kneading Yunhos thights. 

"Right. Wanna know what I am thinking about?" 

Yunho nodded, carefully lifting his arms to place them around Mingis neck like his girlfriend had always done it with him. Mingis grin widened even further when Yunho hooked his right leg behind his back shyly. 

"Hmm im thinking..." he mumbled, trailing his hand up until it sat right behind Yunhos neck. 

"Im thinking that we should go on a date. You, me, a fancy dinner. How would you like that?" 

"I would...like that very much." Yunho whispered, completely entranced by Mingis lips. He wanted to lean forward, kiss him again, but right before their lips could meet, Mingi pulled away. 

"Then its a date. I will text you the details tomorrow, sounds alright love?" 

Nervously, Yunho brushed over his soft hoodie, trying to get a crease out of the fabric before Mingi would arrive. It was a fancy place, he had picked out. A renowned restaurant in the middle of new York. 

But the other people who had entered while he was waiting had looked casually too, so he didnt worry too much. 

At least he wouldnt be the only one in a soft hoodie with jeans that were just a little bit too baggy. Mingi should have told him what to wear before sending him the adress. Even though he knew he wouldnt need it, a bag was slung over his shoulder. He liked it much more that way, annoyed when his things were all spread out in little pockets on his body. A while later, Mingi arrived, greeting him with a hug and a fleeting peck on his lips before grabbing his hand to gently lead him inside. 

To Yunhos luck, Mingi wasnt dressed any differently than him, black baggy jeans and a tight fitted tank top hidden beneath a light jacket made up his look. He had even added lots of jewelery, a look Yunho had never seen on him. Paired with the dark sunglasses atop his head, Mingi looked even more younger. It made Yunho feel old. 

The inside of the restaurant was just as pretty as the outside. The light was dim, not too bright to set a rather romantic mood. Paired with candles and a light scent of vanilla it really made up a nice atmosphere. The waiter lead them to their seat, Mingi thanked him with a bow before pulling a chair out for Yunho. 

Flustered, the brunette settled down, placing his bag on the ground next to him. Right next to him, there was a big aquarium, filled with colorful fishes and the one or the other lobster. 

He let them take his full attention, watching how they swam in circles, not even noticing that Mingi was looking at him until the latter said his name. 

"Yunho."

He immeadietly turned around with wide eyes, afraid he could have missed something the other had said. What he was met with was a single, red rose Mingi must have hidden in his jacket on their way here. 

"O-oh" he stammered, a bright red blush dusting over his cheeks as he took it from Mingis hands, careful to not hurt himself on thorns, only to notice there were none to be seen. Only some bright spots in the green stem where the had once sat. Mingi must have picked them off by hand. "Thank you Mingi." 

"Youre welcome."

Yunho carefully placed it down next to him as the waiter came, placing two plates with appetizers on their table before filling their glasses with a nice looking red wine. Yunho found himself to like the taste, sipping at his glass as soon as the waiter had dissapeared again.

Their first course seemed to be bibimpap, and Yunho happily punched away on it while engaging in a conversation with the absolutely stunning man in front of him. 

The food tasted absolutely amazing, and Mingis company made it more than just pleasant. It was, as if he had finally come to realize how much Mingi meant to him. How much he helped him, and how good he made him feel.

It wasnt just about being with him, it was his very essence that calmed Yunho and gave him the strength he needed. His soft voice, that was almost disgustingly charming when he talked to him, his head resting on his hands as he listened to Yunho as if he was the only man in his world. Yunho wanted to be the only one. 

"You know, i had never thought that I would...end up like this." Yunho began, stabbing his food with his fork a few times before he set it down.

"What do you mean?" Mingi chuckled, taking a sip from his wine glass. His cheeks were a bit red, and he looked kind of adorable. 

"You know...Gay. With a man. A beautiful one too I... just dont know what to do. Ive never been with one i dont know anything."

"You dont need to know anything. I will make sure to show you what it means to love."

Yunho bit his lips, tilting his head slightly to stare at Mingi. "Kinda cheesy, no?"

"It is. But i mean it. There is no rush. We can go at our own pace. Hell, we dont even need to put a label on it, if you dont want to. I would be very dissapointed tho, I that was the case." Mingi admitted, stabbing the piece of meat on his plate he had see Yunho eye, holding his fork over to the brunette. "There ya go love." 

Yunho fluttered his lashes, looking up at the man as he stretched his tongue out of his mouth a little as he took the piece off Mingis fork. He made sure to keep it in his mouth for a few seconds too long before releasing it. Mingi swallowed visibly, averting his gaze. Was he getting shy now? 

"Uhm yeah. T-that is very nice." Mingi stammered, almost talking to himself with how quiet he was. Normally, Yunho was the prude one. 

Well, look how the tables have turned. Yunho grinned, happy to finally experience being able to tease his partner in this way. He had never liked it, but with Mingi? They kept talking for a while, and with time, Yunho got even more open and less shy. It was, as if something in him had changed. He flirted so confidently, even he was stunned by it. Mingi listened to him talk with a gentle smile, a slight sparkle in his eyes.

Another set of plates and drinks were set in front of them as the old ones were carried away, and Yunho was happy to recognize the noodles on his plate as jajjangmyeon. It was only and hour into their date, both of them sated and happy that Mingi noticed the tank behind Yunho, his eyes lighting up while he wiped his mouth with the napkins provided to them.

"Oh shit I love lobsters." Yunhos eyes widened, grabbing at the black tentacle that had suddenly made its way over to the full tank behind him. Hectically, he looked around, afraid someone would be able to see the Black limb crawling from behind Mingi.

"No you wont- fuck no get him back here! Mingi!" He hissed, the black mass slipping right through his fingers and towards the tank.

"Sorry, can't help it." Mingi mumbled with a grin, amusedly watching Yunhos attempt to hide the organism away from curious eyes.

When he noticed that their lim had already dipped into the tank behind him, Yunho buried his head in his arms, emabrassed when he could feel the wet limb trail over the chair next to him, an head sized lobster tightly in his grip. 

"I will never go on a date with you again." 

"Oh you will." The white haired mumbled, blowing a kiss into Yunhos direction.

"Do not put it in my bag- Mingi!"

"I dont know what you are talking about." The man shrugged with a grin on his face, getting to his feet to hold his hand out to Yunho. "Get up beautiful, we are going home." 

After Mingi had paid they had walked out of the restaurant, lobster hidden in Yunhos bag. 

Mingi had insisted on carrying it, stating that if Yunho was with him he would never have to carry anything on his own. Yunho had argued that he was just as strong as Mingi, but one sharp look had shut him up. Now, they were strolling along the streets, hands joined and swinging between them. None of them wanted to go home yet. 

"Now, what will you do with him?" Yunho asked, pointing at the bag that swung on Mingis other side, the lobster inside probably already dead from abusive head trauma. He wasnt that mad at Mingi because he stole the little animal, he actually found it quite endearing to hear that the man or rather his Symbiote had a special interest in lobsters.

"Buy a tank?" The white haired suggested, apruptly stopping in his steps as he looked into the bag to grab it. The animal seemed pretty unhappy, angrily snapping its claws right at Mingis face. 

"Mingi!" Yunho gasped, jumping backwards when the animal was literally shoved into his face by the very happy white haired man, and he almost let go of Mingis hand. Almost.

"Hes so cute tho." 

"Throw him back into the water." Yunho complained, pointing at the Hudson river they had been taking their walk along. It was already late, the sun dipping under the horizon to douse it in pretty hues of red amd orange.

"But-"

"Baby please."

At that, Mingis position straightened, his lips pulling into a soft smile. "Ok." 

Yunho was baffled by how well it worked, watching as Mingi carefully set his bag onto the floor, walking towards the water with the lobster in his hand. It seemed like the little animal wasnt all too happy with how Mingi held it, constantly trying to snap at him with its claws.

Yunho giggled, taking out his phone to record the scene when Mingi stumbled down to the shore, cursing as he almost lost footing on the slippery stone. With one last, gentle pat on the lobsters head, Mingi set it down into the watcher, watching it dissapear. As he turned around to find Yunho filming him, his smile got even wider, his hand coming to his mouth to blow a kiss to the brunette. He smiled, putting his phone away and waiting for Mingi to return to him. The white haired eagerly carried his bag again, his other hand tightly enveloping Yunhos.

"I dont wanna go home yet." Mingi mumbled after a while of walking with Yunho, the sky already getting dark as the streetlights on the side of their path flickered to life. The brunette hummed, the autumn cold making him hide deeper in his long coat, inching a little closer to his date. 

"Me too." He whispered, looking up at Mingi the same moment the man decided to look at him. 

"You could always... come home with me." Yunho suggested, pouting his lips as he placed one hand on Mingis shoulder, bringing their faces closer. He didnt know where the sudden confidence came from, but both of them seemed to be exited about it, Mingis tongue flicking out to lick over his lips as he stared down at Yunhos. 

"I would like that. Very much."

Yunho didnt know how they even managed to endup in the elevator that led to his apartment. The way there was just a blurred piece in his memory, Yunho hadnt been focusing enough to remember as his lover demanded his full attention.

Mingis kisses stole his every breath from his lips, making him unable to think as his brain didn't have enough oxygen to think. 

He could only kiss back desperately, hoping that Mingi would never stop plunging his hot, wet tongue down his throat in the way that made Yunhos legs to give out. 

Mingis lips slotted between his so perfectly, his tongue rubbing against Yunhos in such a desperate way, the brunette had to moan into his mouth. Mingi slowly pulled back, his tongue sliding out of Yunhos mouth, a long thread of spit connecting their lips, snapping as they parted further. 

Mingis chest was heaving, his cheeks as red as Yunhos as he took a step back to marvel at his beautiful date. Yunho looked like he had been fucked well, only that Mingi hasn't even started with him. 

His eyelids were heavy, whole body leaning back against the cold wall of the heated elevator, looking up at Mingi through his lashes. He was out of breath, his chest quickly rising and falling with every breath he took. 

Mingis eyes were dark, lacking any kind light as he focused on Yunho as if he was his prey. His eyes mapped out Yunhos entire body, from his face to his bared neck when he tilted his head back as if to invite Mingi to crawl right back to him, his heaving chest and beautiful long legs.

For Mingi, it was like a dream come true to see Yunho like this. Even clothed, his lover was nothing but etherally perfect. The brunette cocked and eyebrow, shoving his tongue between his lips as he fully tipped his head back, arching his body towards Mingi. 

And the other dove straight in. 

His lips found Yunhos neck, wet with spit when they slid over his soft skin, inhaling his sweet scent before he bit down, sucking a mark into his skin. Yunho moaned, arching his back at the tingling sensation. His brain was empty, empty exept for the deep want he felt for the white haired man. Mingis hand wrapped around his thigh, lifting his leg up to slot between his legs, getting impossible closer. 

The glass wall of the elevator had long since fogged up next to them, Mingis body hot against Yunhos.

It felt like, he was running a fever, hia body burning up from the want that had been sitting in him for too long, burning his body with all his passion. Yunho left out a short, breathy moan when Mingi lathered his neck in small bruises, painting his skin shades if red and purple that Yunho would admire in his mirror later this night.

"H-hot!" Yunho gasped, shrieking loudly when Mingis wet tongue was suddenly licking over his skin, sucking sweat and soothing burning bruises. It was embarassing how loud he was, he immeadietly brought his palm to his mouth, biting down to muffle moans that were high enough to be coming from a girl.

"I know baby, I know." Mingi mumbled against his neck, his voice deep and scratchy from his arousal. Not even he could hold back any longer. 

And then, the elevator finally halted, the door springing open to let them into the hallway. Mingi let out a low groan, pulling back from Yunhos neck, looking seemingly annoyed to get interrupted during their makeout session. Yunho giggled at his glare, pushing his body off the cold wall to grab Mingis hand. 

"Come on, you dont wanna fuck in the elevator, do you?" 

Even though Mingi was surprised by the wording, he didn't show it, he just looked at Yunho, licking his lips in silence while not moving one centimeter. 

Yunho got even redder, his dick twitching in his pants at the thought. Mingi was so quiet, so reserved but still hungry. He looked at Yunho as if he was his prey, only waiting for him to take off so he could follow and relish the adrenaline a hunt brought him.

"Oh fuck you do. Not today baby." Yunho giggled breathlessly, and finally, Mingi let himself be pulled out of the elevator. 

The walk to Yunhos apartment door was short, but oh so long without being able to touch Mingi. If he could, he would have just slammed him into the wall, making out with him in the hallway until he eventually came in his pants from the kissing and caressing. 

But they couldnt do that. Not today. 

No, Yunho was too desperate. 

His underwear was already unbearable wet, sticking to his cock that seemed to leak like a faucet. He was embarrassed by being this easy, afraid that it would even seep through his pants. 

He fumbled with his keys for five whole seconds before dropping it with a curse. It clattered to the floor with a loud sound and Yunho flinched, afraid he could have woken up one of his neighbours this late at night. It was stupid, but Yunho was nervous. Oh so nervous. 

When he went to pick it up, Mingis hands caressed over his ass in a swift motion, gently squeezing his cheeks with a low grunt. 

He seemed to like seeing Yunho like this, and if he could, Yunho would have let him take him right there on the spot. No questions asked. 

With a light whine, Yunho straightened up, his fingers trembling under Mingis watchful, hungry eyes as he tried to put the key into the lock. 

He slipped. Once, twice. It was only when Mingi placed one hand on his waist, leaning over him to press against him while his other closed around Yunhos, keeping him steady so he could properly insert the key. 

The touch almost made Yunho moan, the touch electrifying as his wrist turning oh so slowly to enjoy feeling Mingis body against him for as long as possible.

His breath hit the back of Yunhos neck, nose pressing against skin, making goosebumps erupt all over Yunhos body. 

"No need to hurry, babe." Mingis voice was barely audible, just a deep rumble in his throat as he spoke. 

"We have all night."

The door unlocked, and Yunho stumbled forward into the apartment, kicking off his shoes in the entrance area, throwing his jacket to the floor while Mingi closed the door behind them. 

He couldn't even finish taking off his jacket, his shoes already discharged on the floor when Yunho inched forward, his hands wrapping around Mingis neck to kiss him again. Teeth clashed, tongues touched and Yunho felt like he was in heaven again. 

"A-ah!" Yunho made as Mingi grabbed his head, forcing it to tilt back so he could attack Yunhos neck. He sucked in a deep breath, teeth grazing over skin before he licked a fat stripe over Yunhos neck.

The brunette was completely helpless in his arms, arching into the touch as his other hand came down to caress over his ass, two fingers slipping down to press right against his hole. The knot in Yunhos gut tightened noticeable at the completely new sensation, and Yunho kept gasping loudly when Mingi repeated the motion. Mingi was completely quiet exept for the one or the other harsh inhale, his lips locked to Yunhos neck as he urged him to move backwards. 

"Fuck you are so gorgeous." 

Yunho moaned as he was turned around and pushed against the back of his couch, Mingi right behind him to press his body close, his hungry lips never leaving Yunho, kissing up their way to his jaw, cheek and eventually his ear.  

"I want you so, so bad love." Mingi groaned, his hands finding their way under Yunhos soft sweater, hia cold hands contrasting against his skin as he slid them up his body, pulling the fabric up with him. For a second he stopped, his voice raspy. "May I?"

Yunho nodded, raw bitten lips trembling with want as he tried to grind down against the couch he was half bent over to get at least a little bit friction. It was pointless. It didnt feel good enough.

The sweater was slid off his frame together with his shirt underneath, and Mingi got to explore Yunhos back. The muscles that rippled up hsi shoulders, the soft skin against his lips when he kissed down his spine. 

Yunho always took good care of himself and it showed, with skin as flawless as a goddesses would be. Mingi took his time, lips pressing against every little beauty mark that made the young man the Yunho he knew. Everything about him was just so goddamn beautiful. 

"How can you be so gorgeous, my love?" Mingi whispered, pausing for a moment as he pushed some of Yunhos hair behind his ear, the soft touch making the brunette shiver. 

"Where do you want me, baby?"

"Bed!" Yunho gasped out, shrieking loudly when strong hands found his waist, and Mingi lifted him up like he weighed nothing. 

He didnt throw Yunho over his shoulder, no, he rather carried him in bridal style, his eyes never leaving Yunhos as he was set down on the soft mattress beneath. In his brain, Yunho thanked himself for not washing the fluffy white blanket he was laying on, enjoying the feeling of it against his skin much more than just the mattress.

Mingi seemed to like seeing him like that too, a fond look in his eyes as he was mesmerized by Yunho, his brunette hair fanning out around his face on the pillow underneath his head. He was beautiful, skin free from any blemishes and Mingi looked like he couldnt believe Yunho was about to be his. 

That he had chosen to be with Mingi out of all the people that he could have. 

Another kiss was pressed to Yunhos lips, this time sweeter, much more gentle as Mingi unbuttoned Yunhos pants and pulled them down until his mid tigh until he stopped, thumbs gently massaging into the thighs underneath him.

"I will give you a chance to back out. We do not have to do this. If you aren't ready, we can put on a movie and go on with our evening. No questions asked. I will not be angry, I will respect and understand your desicion."

The white haired explained, sitting up to hover atop of Yunhos thighs. The sheets ruffled underneath them when Yunho sat up, grabbing Mingi by his chin to bring his face closer to him. There was no way he wanted to stop. He was so hard it hurt, the wet spot on his boxers obvious, just like the outline of his cock.

"Who said i would want to stop?" Yunho breathed out against Mingis lips, closing the distance between them the same moment. It was, as if he was addicted to Mingis mouth. 

His kisses were so sweet, loving and dripping with lust as he pushed Yunho back into the sheets, pushing his underwear down with his pants. The fabric around Yunhos legs annoyed him so he shook it off, jeans and underwear landing somewhere on the floor as he hooked one leg around Mingis waist to pull him forward. 

"Lube and con- o-oh!" Yunho made an embarrassingly loud sound when Mingis hand wrapped around the base of his cock, his stomac convulsing at the touch when Mingi slowly started jerking him off. He could see his smug smirk, his hand practiced in pulling the sweetest sounds from Yunho as he wiped his thumb over his slit, gathering precome on his finger to spread down onto his length.

"What was that love? I couldnt quite hear you." 

Yunho grimaced, his eyebrows pulled together tightly, his breath coming out in quick puffs the faster Mingi snapped his wrist.

"Lube and condoms are u-uh in the nightstand!" He gasped out.

Mingis grin was so wicked, his hand on Yunhos cock tightening as he leaned down to press a wet kiss to his tip, pulling strings of precome after him when he lifted his head again, licking his lips while staring in Yunhos wet eyes. 

The brunette was too responsive for his own good, body twitching at every little tug, every press and kiss that Mingi littered over his length making him gasp out a moan. His hand slid down a little, lips closed around his tip as he started pumping his lenth at a quicker pace, suddenly sucking on his tip and then completely pulling off. It was simply too much.

Yunhos back arching off the back as he suddenly came all over Mingis hand. It had just been too much for him, the making out in the elevator, the teasing and now this. He just couldnt hold it in any longer, and it made him feel like back when he was a teenager. 

Mingi just looked down at him, watching his dick twitch as it shot come all over his lower stomach and Mingis fist. He gently coaxed him through it, his hand tugging on Yunho to help ride his orgasm out before the brunette collapsed against the sheets, breathless as he saw stars. 

"Mingi- oh god- Min-" he whimpered, closing his eyes as he thrust into Mingis hand, completely unaware of what had just happened. 

"Shhh, I know baby."

Mingi made him feel so good, like he was floating on clouds somewhere in the sky. Somewhere, where his worries wouldnt catch up to him. 

A place, where he could really live his dream. But what was Yunhos dream? 

The brunette was violently ripped out of his thoughts when he suddenly felt a warm hand around his thigh, manovering it to rest on Mingis shoulder. It was embarassing to be exposed like this, his face and chest flushing with the softest blush as he looked everywhere but Mingis face.

The lamp on his bedside table suddenly seemed oh so interesting. He had gotten it at a garage sale last year, the pretty baby blue floral pattern on it matching the rest of his blue and brown furniture. 

His focus was diverted to Mingi as soon as he felt a hand on his chin, softly grabbing to turn his head around and force him to look into Mingis eyes. How embarassing. It made him want him pull his leg back, crawl under the sheets and hide there so no one would ever see him again. 

"Look at you. What a good boy." He cooed, squeezing lube onto his free hand, warming it up by rubbing his fingers together. 

"Please!" Yunhos voice was hoarse, filled with want as he finally suppressed his embarrassment. He wanted it. So, so bad.

 "Patience, baby."

Yunho gasped loudly when he felt his two fingers rub against him, getting him used to the new feeling before even doing anything. Despite it feeling so unnatural as he spread lube over Yunhos tight hole, it didnt feel bad. It sent little spasms down Yunhos spine, not as sensitive as his cock but there was still more to come. 

Mingi took his time, gently prodding against his hole before he finally slipped one finger inside. First the tip, slowly and gradually, watching Yunhos expression with a fond gaze in his eyes. Watched how his mouth fell open, eyes rolling back as he slowly continued until he had fully sunken into him. 

Low whimpers spilled past his lips, short gasps of his name sounding when he moved, slowly setting a pace to loosen him up. In, out, in, out. After a while, Yunho started moving with him, chasing the unnaturally good feeling deep in his gut. His hips rolled, gladly taking the one finger Mingi had offered him. Now that he had been able to accommodate one, Yunho wanted more. 

It took him about a second to fold under Mingis eyes, his spent cock stirring to life again and earning an endeared chuckle from Mingi who immeadietly added a second finger upon seeing that. He made sure to pull the furst one out, lathering it with lube again even though it was more than just unnecessary. 

Mingi was only making a mess, but that was probably what he wanted. To have Yunho wet, squelching and absolutely putty beneath him when he trusted inside. Wanted to see the cum drip down his thighs, smearing over his skin to make him glossy and red. He was putty in his hands, and when his thigh relaxed around Mingi's shoulder, the man took it as his invitation to finally, finally fuck him with his second finger. 

The sound was obscene as he thrust in, a wet squelch sounding as Yunhos thight hole stretched around Mingis thick fingers, greedily sucking him in once he realized the sensation was only getting better. The pain from the stretch was bearable, and when Mingi slowly started to scissor him open, exhaling loudly at the soft sounds that spilled from Yunhos mouth, the brunette found himself in heaven.

Plush lips glided over the throbbing muscle of Yunhos thigh, leaving a trail of tingling kisses as he worked his way up to Yunhos leg, kissing and biting as far as he could go.

"There there. Is this good?" Mingi teased, watching Yunho squirm under him when he stopped avoiding his prostate, ramming his fingers right into the sensitive bundle of nerves. 

Yunho shuddered, little tremors wandering all over his body, his legs automatically trying to close. It didnt work, his leg on Mingis shoulder hindering him from pulling away, a hiss leaving his mouth when a large hand pressed down on his stomach to keep him from wiggling away. 

"Look at you, trying to escape. Dont act like you are weak, we both know you could throw me off in one second." Mingi teased, thrusting his finger against his prostate and keeping them there, roughly massaging the spot with his harsh fingers. 

"With great p-power comes great responsibility." Yunho choked out, finally managing to push Mingi off as he stemmed his leg against his chest. With a loud laugh, the white haired backed up, watching with hungry eyes as Yunho got up to crawl on top of him.

"And a great dick. Look at you, so big for a bottom. Thought you'd cum webs too." 

Yunho grimaced, kneeling on top of Mingi with his hands beside his head, leaning into to steal a short peck from the other man. In the same moment, his fingers entered him again, the pace changed up as Mingi quickened the movement of his wrist. 

"A-ah Mingi! Please!" The white haired cooed, watching Yunhos arms tremble and almost give out on top of him. "Y-youre just teasing me! Im-im ready!"

"Are you?"

"Yes fuck please!"

Mingi laughed. Mingi just laughed and there was nothing Yunho could do but endure it, his hips rocking back on Mingis fingers to chase his orgasm. 

"P-please I wanna- I uh- wanna come around your cock. Please make me c-cum with your cock." Yunho begged, hiding his face in embarrassment at how airy his voice was. Mingi seemed to like it enough to pull out.

 "Get me a condom baby."

"P-please just leave it. I want you."

Mingis tongue flicked out, licking over his lips at the thought of doing him raw, but he still shook his head. "Condom baby. Dont be stupid. Unless we both got tested im not going to have unprotected sex with you. Even though I would love nothing more than fill you up and watch it trickle out after." 

Mingi was right. So damn right and Yunho hated him for it. Why out of all moments did he want to act like an adult now? Reluctantly, Yunho got up from Mingis lap, listening to the rustle of fabric as the man undressed, reaching for one of the few condoms he had discharged on the nightstand earlier. 

"You wanna ride?" Yunho turned around, condom wrapper between his lips as he was in the process of ripping it open, already doing all the work for Mingi.

"Donft no" He mumbled, ripping the wrapper open with his teeth, crawling on top of Mingis lap to take his heavy length into his hand. He was slightly above average size, still bigger than Yunho. 

The thing that made Yunhos mouth water was its thickness. He couldnt fully wrap his hand around it, the view under him making his stomac coil with arousal. There was one, very prominent vein running down the underside, and Yunho wanted to do nothing more but run his tongue along while choking on his length. 

To his luck, the night had yet to end. With a pout on his lips, he rolled the condom over Mingi, before lowering his weight on Mingis thighs, looking at him in anticipation.

"Lube?"

Yunho groaned, getting up to grab the small bottle from the other side of the bed. Whatever Mingi was doing, it was annoying as fuck. The white haired grinned slightly, his hand wandering between his legs to squeeze at his base, caressing his thick cock while he looked at Yunho. 

"I'd lie if I said I didnt want you to ride me, but I also wanna fuck you until you forget your name. Given that this is your first time taking cock I'd say you hop onto me-" Mingi grinned, patting his lap a few times before he continued. "And ride me. Pretty sure you won't have a problem with these long legs of yours spidey." 

He didnt have to tell Yunho twice. It was, as if time slowed down between them when Yunho crawled towards him, the hunger in his eyes only to be sated by the man in front of him. Mingi channeled his deepest, darkest desires and feelings, and despite having had more than just a few relationships in the past, Yunho felt like no one had ever managed to make him feel like this. This carnal hunger for more, unquenchable thirst for his lover made his body warm up rapidly. 

It was really about to happen. This. Them. Together.

The brunette eagerly shuffled forward to kneel on Mingis lap, watching the younger man lean back while his hand was applying lube on his cock, the slick sound making Yunhos stomac coil.

And then, he could finally, finally give in to his needs, slowly sitting down on the length Mingi held for him, helping until Yunho could push the tip in. 

"So good." He praised, waiting as Yunho slowly sunk down on him, his eyes closed and bottom lip bitten raw. The feeling of Mingis cock splitting him open was like nothing he had ever imagined. It felt so wet, so warm against his walls, amd fuck, Yunho felt dirty. 

Mingi could only wait that long, so when Yunho was half way down he grabbed him by his hips, roughly pressing him down until his cock slipped into him all at once with a wet sound. It was almost obscene, and Mingi was about to orgasm at the tight, wet feeling of Yunhos ass. It took him everything to not throw Yunho off him and into the sheets so he could pound into him until he forgot his name.

"O-ooh hnngghh!" Yunho moaned out, throwing his head back when Mingis hips met his, lips parted widely. "F-fuck fuck fuck!"

Yunho whimpered, his voice pitching higher at every word punched out of his lungs. 

"Are you ok baby? Does it hurt!" Mingi asked concerned, smoothing his hands over Yunhos stomach, down his sides to drop to his ass.

"N-nno just trying so hard not to cum-"

Oh. 

Yunho could practically watch how Mingis abdomen twitched that, laughing as he bend forward but quickly noticed it shifted Mingis cock inside him to press right against his prostate.

 "Aahh!" He moaned, precome dripping down his cock, landing on Mingis stomac when he supported his body with hands on either side of Mingis face, fingers tightly gripping the cushions beneath as he fucked himself on Mingis length. 

The wet sound coming from his ass every time he rocked back was obscene, and Mingis face in front of him got blurry when the first tear of pleasure slid down Yunhos cheek. 

It hurt so good, the tip of Mingis almost hot cock hitting his prostate so hard Yunho could feel him in his guts. He moaned loudly, looking down at Mingi who had his arms crossed behind his head, watching him do all the work. It looked so hot.

"Mmm what a beautiful sight. Wouldn't mind waking up to this every day." Mingi noticed, his tongue lazily flicking over his lips to wet them, eyed fixed on the place where they connected. It was, as if he was hypnotized by how Yunho bounced on top of him, fucking himself until his long legs trembled with exhaustion.

"Will you really let me do all the work?" Yunho gasped out, leaning forward to brace his hands on Mingis chest, his hips moving slowly now that he was exhausted that quickly. Sweat dripped down his temple, and Yunho would have never guessed that riding cock would be this exhausting.

"Oh please! I was just giving you time to adjust spidey."

"Yeah? Id say I adjusted pretty well."

"Mmm did you?"

"I'd say so. Come on now fuck me daddy."

The next moment, Yunho was pressed face forward into the mattress, a large hand on his shoulder blades keeping his upper body down while Mingi snapped his hips into him like there was no tomorrow. 

His moans were swallowed up by the pillow in his mouth, his spit seeping through the fabric with every loud moan he gave. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, Yunhos moans and Mingis grunts adding to the noise that would probably get Yunho a noise complaint by one of his very annoying neighbours.

But who could even care about neighbours when the man of your dreams was pounding into you so hard it made you forget to breathe, filling him up with every thrust. The white haired smoothed his hands over Yunhos body, grazing the smooth skin softly with his fingertips, down to his waist to keep him steady as he bend over him, his hot breath brushing against his ear. Yunho couldnt think, couldnt even answer when Mingi groaned into his ear. 

"Look at you. A moaning, whimpering mess all for daddy. Tell me. Tell me how fucking much you love this." 

"I-I aghhhh!"

Mingi pressed his lips together Yunhos neck, his mouth hotly ghosting over his skin to leave kisses on the sensitive area, his hands roaming all over Yunhos body as he didnt seem to find a place to stay. Rather, it was like he wanted to have all of Yunho, not knowing where to start and where to end.

"I-im so close." The white haired groaned, in Yunhos ear, his thrusts growing more erratic and messy, his hips snapping slower but harder against Yunhos buttocks. 

"Mmm me too." The brunette choked out, his dick already leaking against the sheets underneath. It was so uncomfortable, cock trapped against the pillows beneath them, rubbed raw by the fabric underneath from Mingis erratic thrusts.

"I- uhg I love...this" Yunho stuttered out, arching his pretty back so Mingi would thrust into him even better. 

Mingi’s eyes darkend, cloudy with pleasure and he leaned over him, wrapping an arm around his chest to keep him in place as he starts to thrust deeper and faster, his other hand still gripping Yunho’s hip as he moves. It was, as if Yunhos words had fuelled something in him, had enraged the flames of desire inside him. 

Like he wanted Yunho to say how he felt. To say the truth. Mingis thrusts against his prostate were ruthless enough to have Yunho come a minute later, come splattering onto the bed beneath, completely ruining his fresh sheets.

 It felt like heaven. Yunho had never experienced an orgasm like this, the penetration making the sensation even better. Mingi was also close to tipping over the edge, groaning in Yunhos ear when he finally came into the condom.

To say Yunho looked good beneath him was an understatement. Mingi was careful, pulling out and tying the condom up quickly to come back and wrap his arms around Yunho. He was gentle with his hug, digging his thumbs into the older man's skin to massage his sore body. The brunette didnt react, way to far gone in his feeling of pleasure. 

"I love you." Mingi whispered, knowing that Yunho wouldnt remember it. That his mind had went astray, senses dulled with the aftershock of his orgasm. It wasnt the first time it had happened to him, and Mingi was glad he knew what to do.

 Gently, he pressed kisses to Yunhos forehead, rubbing his skin with his warm hands until he deemed him ready to sit up. 

"Come on baby. Lets go get you cleaned up." He mumbled, pressing a final kiss to Yunhos hair as he lifted him up in bridal style, making his way through the apartment on his search for Yunhos bathroom. It didnt take him all too long to find it, pleasantly surprised the brunette owned a bathtub. 

"Dont get startled the tub is going to be cold against your skin." Mingi whispered, waiting for Yunho to nod to set him down. A shiver went through his spent body, and Mingi got inside too, grabbing for the little shower head that was there, waiting for the water to reach the right temperature. 

With his hand under the stream, waiting for it to warm up so he could use it on Yunho, he observed the other, pleasantly surprised to see a dopey smile on his face. He babbled something non coherent, and Mingi just smiled and hummed, listening to his antics while the bathtub filled with water after he had approved the temperature. 

"I want bubbles." 

Mingis head shot around right as he was grabbing for a bottle of shampoo, watching the brunette pout at him, making grabby hands at the bottle in his hand. 

"Thats right. Everything you want love."  

A fond smile took over his face as he squeezed some of the shampoo into the water like he had done when he was a kid, watching small white bubbled form that later turned into a well scented foam. Yunho seemed happy, his long fingers playing with the soft foam. 

"You are doing so great. Look at me, will you?"

He whispered, brushing some wet strands out of Yunhos face. His cheeks were still red, but Mingi couldnt tell wether it was from exhaustion or the hot water. It didnt seem to bother him at all, and Mingi thought he looked rather cute all flushed like that. The brunette just hummed tiredly, his eyes searching for Mingis hands that were lathered in shampoo. 

"There we go beautiful."

Half a minute later, Mingi was rubbing shampoo into Yunhos soft hair, massaging his scalp in a way that pulled sweet noises from Yunhos mouth. "Like it?"

Yunho nodded, his consciousness slowly coming back as his eyes got less coulded. After a very long, very cozy bath that none of them wanted to leave, Yunho was sitting on the cold bathroom floor, face even more flushed than before as Mingi was gently blow drying his hair, ruffling through his strands to see if it wasnt too harsh on his scalp.

"Mm so pretty baby." Mingi said, combing his hand through Yunhos hair when he was almost done. 

Later, Yunho sat on the kitchen counter next to him, wrapped up in a big fluffy blanket while he watched Mingi cook them some vanilla pudding. A smile stole itself on Mingis face when he noticed it was the exact same as back then, when they had first made up and finally got their shits together. It was so oddly domestic, sitting together in silence and eating pudding, stealing the one or the other glance at the other just to catch them staring, giggling shyly just to do it all over again.

"Oh no spidey where's your other food? You dont actually eat pudding and flies do you." 

Mingi had laughed after a glance into his fridge after he had taken the milk out, fining it to be surprisingly empty save for one apple, milk and half a cucumber.

"Oh fuck off." Yunho grumbled with a smile, hiding deeper in his blanket while his spoon was sticking out of his mouth. 

"We ate already."

"Oh so now you can talk."

"Maybe you just need to ruin me one more time."

"Dont threaten me with a good time, love." Mingi chuckled, placing his hands next to Yunho on the kitchen counter, playfully caging him in. 

"And also, im still hungry." He mumbled, nuzzling into Yunhos chest with a low grunt. "So hungry I could eat a pretty brunette man."