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[eorumverba]

"yeah i wanna make you cum but i also gotta check in on that mental health and see how your day was ok like what u need to talk about?? u can tell me while i go down on u"

Jonghyun doesn’t get it until Taemin shifts again and looks up through his lashes at him. “What, you gonna show me how much you missed me?”

“Missed you,” Taemin’s voice is quiet, and Jonghyun pulls him closer, nosing against him to kiss his temple.

“You were only gone for a little bit, Taeminnie. And I visited you too. Went to your concert and everything.”

“Still.” Taemin sounds like he’s pouting, so Jonghyun takes one of his hands in his so he can play with their twined fingers. Taemin melts into him and swings his leg over Jonghyun’s, pressing his cold nose into Jonghyun’s neck and kissing at the mole at the dip between his collarbones.

“Still what, Taeminnie?”

“Missed you.”

Jonghyun doesn’t get it until Taemin shifts again and looks up through his lashes at him. “What, you gonna show me how much you missed me?”

Taemin nods, and his lips brush against Jonghyun’s skin. They’re just as soft and plush as ever, and even though he must be exhausted, Taemin insistently tugs at Jonghyun’s shirt until Jonghyun takes the bait and tugs his shirt off before laying back down and letting Taemin press a row of kisses down the length of his chest until his cheek is against Jonghyun’s thigh.

He rests there for a moment, just breathing, and when his eyes slip shut, Jonghyun can’t help laughing. “Are you sure you want to do this now, love? You seem…a bit sleepy.”

“Mm, I wanna.” Taemin lifts his head and blinks blearily up at Jonghyun before resting his head down against his thigh again. “Wanna.”

“You can, love.” Jonghyun’s heart swells with adoration and he reaches down to stroke at Taemin’s hair, soft and gentle and…kind of hoping that Taemin will fall asleep from the gesture.

But he doesn’t; all Taemin does is shake Jonghyun’s hand off and sit up again before shaking his own head enough to wake himself up again. “Missed you, Jonghyunnie.”

Another burst of adoration and Jonghyun sits up as well, pressing kisses first to Taemin’s cheeks and then another lingering one to his mouth. “Missed you too, Taeminnie. Love you.”

“You’re always so cute when you’re sleepy like this.”

“M’not sleepy.” Taemin’s sulking now, and Jonghyun kisses his pouty lips again before running his fingers through Taemin’s hair again and letting his hand pass down to his cheek.

“Not sleepy, huh?”

Taemin shakes his head against Jonghyun’s hand before pulling away and shuffling back down so his head is on Jonghyun’s thigh again. “Jonghyunnie, wanna.”

“Wanna what?”

“Wanna.”

“Okay, okay. But if you fall asleep on my dick, I will take pictures.”

Taemin makes a face before grumbling as he sits up again, just enough to slip Jonghyun’s pants down, barely to his thighs. Jonghyun is barely half hard, but he gets all the way there under Taemin’s soft hand and quiet voice.

“Gonna, okay?”

“It’s still so cute that you get so flustered about telling me what you’re gonna do to me? It’s a blowjob, Taeminnie. Can you say that?”

Taemin pouts again and shakes his head before dipping his head down and mouthing at the base of Jonghyun’s cock. He’s not being as eager as he usually is, but Jonghyun doesn’t mind, because Taemin’s mouth is still so good. “Taeminnie, your mouth.”

A quiet giggle and then Taemin makes his way up to the tip before shifting again, brows furrowed. “Sleepy, but…” And before Jonghyun can ask ‘before what’, Taemin presses a soft kiss to the tip of Jonghyun’s cock before sliding halfway down, blinking quickly when he stops and slowly comes back up again.

“Can you go all the way or no, love?”

Taemin takes a moment to consider, then nods. “Don’t wanna though. I’d hate to, y’know, fall asleep on your dick.”

“Oh, hush.”

Taemin smiles up at him before shifting again to get more comfortable; he’s soon fisting Jonghyun’s cock with his free hand while tonguing at the sides and tip of Jonghyun’s cock - it’s lazy and slow and Jonghyun’s heart suddenly pounds in his chest. “Tae, love you.”

It’s something they’ve said before - all the time, in fact, but it still makes Taemin look up with surprise in his eyes. He doesn’t say anything, but he does twist to kiss Jonghyun’s inner thigh, lips lingering and soft. He goes back to mouthing at Jonghyun’s balls before pulling away enough to ask, “How was your day?”

And Jonghyun is…so thrown off by the question that he lets out a startled laugh; Taemin’s never been subtle, and this is so like him that he’s surprised at himself for being surprised. “It was good…Minho and I went on a run and then I took Roo for a walk…came back and wrote some lyrics while I waited for your plane to come in. And well…you know the rest.”

Taemin hums and nods, kisses just the tip of Jonghyun’s cock again before asking, “Feel okay? Your message last night worried me.”

“Just…missed you. That’s all, really. Got lonely and sad - you know how I am.”

“I definitely do. It’d be cute if you weren’t so clingy.” Taemin’s just teasing, Jonghyun knows, and like usual, his jokes aren’t even funny, but Jonghyun still can’t help laughing.

“Why are you asking me all of this while you’re sucking me off?”

A shrug, and again, Jonghyun isn’t surprised. “You’re adorable, Taeminnie.  Love you lots.”

“Love you too, Jonghyunnie.” He’s teasing again, and Jonghyun rolls his eyes, leans forward to give Taemin a kiss that is mostly nipping teeth and his own grin against Taemin’s. After a moment, Taemin’s hand starts up its stroking again, and the kiss turns lingering and soft.

“You should hurry up and come. I’m getting tired.”

Jonghyun snorts and pinches Taemin’s nipples just for the way it makes him yelp, mumbles, “Hurry up and make me then.”

“Would if I weren’t so sleepy…you know I would.”

“Excuses, excuses. You must not’ve missed me that much then.”

“You know I did! Missed you lots and lots, Jonghyunnie. I’d like…you know. Ride you. If I weren’t so sleepy.”

“I mean…you still can.”

Taemin snorts and rolls his eyes. “No, Jonghyunnie.” And even though his words are harsh, he’s laughing, fond amusement crinkling up the corners of his eyes. He does move to straddle Jonghyun though, and he leans down to kiss the beauty mark in the dip of his chest.

“I won’t take pictures of you?” Jonghyun tries. He’s grinning, and Taemin laughs again as Jonghyun’s hands smooth up his thighs.

“Don’t wanna clean up, that’s all. Think we’re out of condoms too. Forgot to text you that.”

“What, you used the rest?”

“There were like…two left when I left for Japan. You can fuck my thighs if you want though. That’s easy cleanup.”

“Don’t wanna move though…you passed your sleepiness to me.”

Taemin’s pout returns at Jonghyun’s words. “Rude. Do you wanna keep going then?”

“Do you?”

“I mean…you’re not that hard anymore.”

“I mean,” Jonghyun mimics, “can you blame me? This conversation isn’t that sexy, Tae.”

“We’ve…had worse. Remember that time when we got high and-”

Jonghyun is between giggles when he says, “Oh my god, shut up. Get off of me, oh my god, I hate you.”

“You love me.” Instead of obeying, Taemin flops down on top Jonghyun, giggling in between the kisses he presses to Jonghyun’s forehead, cheeks, nose, lips, chin. And then he gets an idea, and he quickly moves down enough and blows a loud raspberry on Jonghyun’s stomach, just for the way it makes him giggle and squirm and plead for Taemin to stop. And Taemin doesn’t, not until Jonghyun is crying from laughter and red in the face, squirming uselessly under Taemin’s raspberries and tickling fingers.

“Fine, fine I love you, just stop tickling me oh my god-”

Taemin waits just a little longer before obeying - he kisses the smile from Jonghyun’s lips and then lays next to him, perfectly content to feel the warmth of Jonghyun’s body and hear the stuttering of his breath as he tries to even out his breathing. “I love you.”

“You’re being so embarrassing today.”

“I missed you, aren’t I allowed to miss my boyfriend? My favorite boyfriend?”

“Your only boyfriend.”

“Mm…I dunno about that-” Taemin breaks off into laughter when Jonghyun huffs in mock annoyance. “Love you, Jonghyunnie.”

“Go to sleep, brat.”

“Not until you tell me you love me too.”

“Good night, Taeminnie.”

Even though Jonghyun’s rolled over, Taemin can tell that he’s smiling, and he melts into Taemin’s embrace. And it feels softer now, soft enough for him to kiss the curve of Jonghyun’s neck and mumble, “I really did miss you. Missed sleeping without you. And I’m glad that you’re okay.”

Quiet for a beat, and then Jonghyun rolls over. “I missed you too, Taeminnie. But you’re back now, that’s what’s important.”

A kiss, two, three. Taemin doesn’t say anything in response to that, but he doesn’t have to - Jonghyun knows what he means to say. “Night night, Jonghyunnie.”

“Good night, love.”