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Life in their new apartment was going quite well.
Of course, five boys sharing a house was never going to be as easy as five girls, but somehow they managed to find a routine that worked. At least for them.
On their first day there, after a long and exhausting moving process, they played a game to decide who got which room. Yujin was the lucky bastard who won the only single room, though his proud smile quickly earned him a slap on the back of the head from Gyuvin. Not that Gyuvin was actually sad about having to share a room with Ricky, though…
Hao and Seungeon ended up sharing, which wasn’t bad at all considering they had almost identical daily routines. Both hit the gym in the morning, had vocal lessons around dinner time, and liked to go to bed early. Plus, they both valued their privacy and made an effort to bother each other as little as possible.
Next, they decided on house chores. This time they went with volunteers, mostly because Gyuvin wouldn’t stop complaining that Yujin had cheated just to get the best room. Seungeon ended up volunteering for laundry duty every Saturday morning. He lowkey didn’t mind it since he used to do the same thing back in his old dorm with his former members. He loved adding extra fabric softener to make his clothes smell heavily of fresh cotton. Besides, he liked waking up early even on weekends to go to the gym, making it the perfect job for him.
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Seungeon freezes the moment he spots a flash of pink lace beneath a couple of dirty towels, the cute fabric peeking out was impossible to miss.
What the fuck is that?
His hand reaches for it slowly, pulling it out of the laundry basket, gasping audibly when it is fully revealed. Lace panties with a small ribbon right in the middle. Female panties. In a dorm with five boys.
Now, who the heck owns these?
Someone's new girlfriend? Let's be for real, the entire house is full of gays. Plus, they have some strict house rules, and not bringing situationships home is one of them. Seungeon's mouth hangs open, completely bewildered.
These are actually some nice panties though, a fleeting thought slips into his mind. He immediately feels like a pervert, why is he even holding someone else's underwear?
“Yah” he shouts, loud enough for everyone in the house to hear. Gyuvin mumbles something back from the kitchen, his tone completely unalarmed. Seungeon knows that if he doesn’t go to them, no one is coming to check on him. With a sigh, he tosses the panties into the washing machine, followed by the rest of the sweaty clothes, and walks over to the kitchen.
“Gyuvin-ah” he says as soon as he steps into their small kitchen. Ricky is there too, making coffee for both of them. “Mhm?” the taller boy replies, eyes glued to his phone.
“Yo Ricky, I won again!” Gyuvin jumps from his chair, running over to his friend to show off the scores on his screen. “Well done bro” Ricky pats the other's ass, maybe even giving it a light squeeze, Seungeon isn't entirely sure, and he really didn’t want to look closely enough to find out.
“Who in here owns a pair of female panties?” Seungeon blurts out, feeling his cheeks immediately burn with embarrassment. “Pink ones, to be precise.” he adds, his voice dropping quieter.
Ricky and Gyuvin whip around instantly, as if they had only just realized Seungeon was in the room. They exchange a weird look before Ricky scoffs out a laugh. “Definitely not me” Ricky says, turning back to the counter and reaching for two mugs in the upper cabinet. “Oh” Gyuvin smirks at him “You definitely don't”. His comment earns a side eye from the other boy.
“So?” Seungeon is already completely done with them. “Are they not ours?” He secretly hopes the whole thing is just a mistake. Maybe someone had ordered it from Temu by accident and kept it as a joke? Or maybe they forgot to return it and threw it in the laundry basket out of habit.
Honestly Seungeon was ready for anything at this point. Weird stuff happened to them all the time.
Well…maybe he wasn’t ready for everything.
“Those are Hao hyung's,” Ricky finally says, his tone flat, as if that was the most normal thing in the world to say. As if Hao owning a pair of pink lace panties wasn't weird at all.
Was Seungeon missing something? A sort of inside joke? Maybe it was something they were dragging over from their days in Zerobaseone?
He can't help but chuckle, “What?” he asks. “Yeah.” Gyuvin takes the lead, a cheeky grin spreading across his face “Go ask him if you don't believe us.” Oh, Seungeon will definitely do that. He is positive that his friends are just messing with him. Hyung will finally explain what is actually going on.
He practically sprints towards their room, almost slipping on the cold floor since he’s only wearing socks. When he finally arrives in front of their door, he knocks loudly. Once, twice.
“Mhm,” a muffled hum comes from inside. Seungeon takes it as an invitation to enter. Hao is laying across his big bed, his legs dangling off the side, his face looking thoroughly bored from the slow, drowsy morning. “What's up?” he asks, finally looking over at the younger boy standing at the foot of his bed. “Hyung” Seungeon blurts out immediately, “do you wear panties?” The question definitely catches Hao off guard, but he is an expert at hiding his reactions, so his eyes widen for a mere millisecond before he simply nods. “Yeah. Why?”
What. Seungeon cannot believe his ears.
He wants to ask a million questions right now, but his throat has suddenly gone completely dry. He almost chokes on his own spit when he opens his mouth to speak again. “...But why?” Hao just tisks at him, his face twisting into a look of mock annoyance. “Woah… it's 2026, Seungeonie. Can I not wear them?” he asks, a cocky expression stamped across his face.
Seungeon doesn't even know why he nods, especially when his hyung is so clearly making fun of him. “You can, hyung” he stammers, trying to fix the awkward situation. “But you don't …need them?” His tone sounds more and more unconvinced with every word that leaves his mouth. “We all wear boxers. I'm just confused." He takes a step back under the intense gaze of the older boy, who's now fully staring him down, clearly amused by how embarrassed Seungeon is.
“Ah” Hao sighs, propping his arms behind his head. “Everyone knows but you.” A smile grows across his face. “I always forget you have so many secrets to catch up on.” The younger boy is more confused than ever, his head tilting to the side like a bewildered puppy. If he were in a cartoon, he'd definitely have question marks popping up around his head right now. “I have a pussy” Hao lets out in one breath. His face slowly flushing a pretty shade of pink with peachy undertones, though he tries to cover the embarrassment with a confident smile.
Seungeon, on the other hand, feels as if someone had poured iced water down his neck. “You have a…pussy?” Why is his own face getting hotter? He prays his hyung cannot see it, taking another step back just to be safe. Hao simply nods, then goes back to laying down.
Hao has a pussy…? As in a…vagina?
What. Genuinely, what?
Seungeon has never been so confused in his entire life. It was true that he slept through most of his high school anatomy classes but, how on earth was this biologically possible?
Ah… he really should've paid more attention to the teachers.
But wait, why does he feel the tip of his ears burning? And what is that weird, fluttering feeling in his stomach?
Then, the words slip out before he even has the time to realize what he is about to say. “Then…” he breathes, his voice coming out louder than he expected. “Can I see it?” he blurts out, only then realizing what he had just asked. Hao raises an eyebrow at the unexpected request.
To be honest, every member had already asked him that; everyone seemed genuinely fascinated by the fact that he had one. Hao doesn’t even know why, really. Especially because he had been so ashamed of it throughout his childhood, never changing in front of the other boys at sleepovers and always bailing before things got intimate whenever he hooked up with someone. But people had seen it by now. Hiding it from his members would have been nearly impossible anyway, since they frequently have to change together or share bathrooms due to tight schedules. And so all of his members had already seen it somehow. His former members thought. Not Seungeon.
“...See it?” Hao replies, his tone slightly mocking the embarrassed boy standing in front of him, eyes locked on his shoes. “It’s nothing weird, you know?” he adds, sounding almost offended. What the heck is Seungeon expecting? He had surely seen a pussy before, so it shouldn’t be anything new. But when Hao looks up, Seungeon's big puppy eyes are staring right back at him, almost begging.
Weirdo, Hao thinks, before letting out a heavy sigh. “Fine” he gives in, reaching for the waistband of his sweatpants. Seungeon’s eyes track his hands through every micro movement, his cheeks redder than ever. Hao can’t help but smile at the sight, he might actually enjoy this. He loves teasing his members and soaking up attention. He’s a Leo, after all.
His pretty fingers finally grip the fabric of his sweatpants, pushing them down in one swift motion, to reveal his white underwear. These are actually his favourite pair: cheeky, floral lace panties with a pretty baby-pink ribbon on the front. Seungeon gasps.
So pretty, he thinks. These are even more delicate compared to the ones he had found in the laundry room earlier. These fit Hao hyung perfectly. He can feel himself growing hard in his pants. He wouldn’t normally call himself a pervert or a weirdo, but he had always had a little crush on his hyung, and discovering this secret…well, it just made things a whole lot harder to resist.
“Should I keep going?” Hao teases him once again, genuinely starting to get into this game. He lightly caresses his lower abdomen, his fingertips tracing imaginary lines over his honey-toned skin. The younger boy is completely hooked. He can only manage a single, shy nod. “If you feel comfortable,” he murmurs, his gaze still locked on Hao’s hands. “Hyung” he adds, his voice dropping to a whisper.
Hao smirks, sliding his index finger under the waistband of his underwear and dragging it down slowly to tease him, revealing a sharp hip bone. Then, his other hand does the same, pulling the panties down until his pube is fully exposed. Hao is perfectly shaved, of course he is. He cares about this a lot. Seungeon gulps at the beautiful sight, his eyes widening as Hao completely takes them off, opening his legs wider to expose his pink cunt.
“Well…” Hao’s voice almost startles the poor boy, who is now completely hard, practically salivating at the sight of his hyung’s vagina. “Here it is,” he tries to joke. A few seconds of heavy silence go by, which actually start to make Hao self-conscious. He had expected a laugh, or maybe a panicked “Hyung, I didn’t actually want to see it!” Instead, the younger boy was just staring at him, mouth open.
Then Seungeon finally speaks “Hao hyung…” he whispers, taking a cautious step forward. “Hmm?” Hao hums in response.
“You’re leaking”.
Seungeon would have normally slapped himself for letting something like that slip out, but he’s too greedy right now, and he is determined to touch it, even if it’s the last thing he does. He’s not gonna lose this chance, Hao half naked on a bed, legs spread open and pink wet pussy full on display. This is his forbidden dream. And he cannot get out of that room if his finger isn’t at least a bit wet from Hao’s juice. He has to do it.
“I’m not?” Hao replies defensively. His legs involuntarily close a bit as a sudden shyness overcomes him, his hands moving to cover his private part. But Seungeon won’t give up easily. He sits on the very edge of the bed, stretching out his arm until the tip of his middle finger gently brushes against the other’s sensitive hole, “right here” he says under his breath, collecting a drop on his finger. Hao cannot stop himself from letting out a whine. The tension is so thick he has to do something about it immediately. But Seungeon beats him to it, sliding his fingertip along Hao’s swollen lips, until he reaches the clit. The hyung lets out a soft moan, not daring to move; the slightest shift of his body feels like it could shatter the fragile tension between them.
“Seungeon-ah…” is all he manages to say. He can’t even bring himself to tell the younger boy to stop, because he’s definitely wet and hungry for more right now. “Hyung…” Seungeon coos, his dark eyes shifting from Hao’s pretty cunt up to meet his gaze. “Can I?” he purrs “It will feel good”. Hao can no longer think straight at this point. The desperate need to have something inside of him grows stronger with each passing minute. It has been far too long since he last got penetrated by something and with the last weeks packed full of promotions and practice, he hasn’t been able to give himself even a bit of relief neither.
He doesn’t even answer the younger boy’s request, he just gently pushes his lower-body against Seungeon’s index finger, whimpering as it enters the inside of his thigh hole. Seungeon, on the other end, doesn’t waste a single second, starting to move his hand inside-out slowly but making sure to reach as far as he can with every push. Hao breaks out in a cry, his red flushed cunt getting wetter and wetter, the liquid starting to spill on the bedsheets.
Seungeon’s fucking horny and he has to contein himself a bit or he’s gonna take out his dick and shove it inside in a millisecond. “Fuck” he moans, with a shaky and breathy voice, his fingers are soaking wet, and his cock is painfully hard. “Can I please” he blurts out, struggling to keep his breathing pace steady “Eat you out” he breathes, brushing his thumb against the boy’s clit and then rubbing on it in a circular motion, making Hao break out in a desperate moan. His hands gripping tight on the bedsheets below him. “Please” he whines, his whole body trembling with pleasure. “Please do”.
Seungeon buries his face into the boy’s cunt right away, his fat tongue licking a stripe of thick fluid from the soaked pussy. “Fuck” Hao exhales” his fingers reaching for Seungeon’s hair and pulling it roughly. He can feel himself reaching the climax already, his legs trembling from enjoyment. But the younger boy keeps licking greedily, pushing his tongue inside the needy hole and sucking on the clit. Then pressing a kiss against the lips.
Gosh, he’s an eater. Zhang Hao thinks.
“I…” Hao sobs, his teary eyes shut, “I need more” he cries out. Seungeon barely lifts his head, meeting the hyung’s pleading eyes. “I don’t have a condom”, he says, still fingering the throbbing cunt, making him squirm. Hao grunts in response, “We don’t need it”, he says, eyes glazed over. Seungeon doesn’t need to be told twice, stroking Hao's pussy one last time, before reaching for his belt and tugging his pants off in one go. He takes his already half-hard dick in his hands, giving it a few pumps and then pressing the wet tip against the other’s small hole. “Fuck” he grunts, “Are you sure?”
“Please.” Hao whines like a needy kitten. As soon as Hao’s sweet begging voice reaches his ears he rolls their hips together, popping it in with an obscene wet sound, Hao’s loud moans filling the room.
Seungeon’s hands grab the older’s tiny waist, his fingers squeezing the sensitive skin until they leave a red mark, his dick sinking down into Hao with every thrust, his cunt swallowing him as a whole, pulsating and leaking all over. “Cum over me” Hao orders, barely managing to speak through the moans, the other’s thick cock slapping against his g-spot continuously. A red blush blooms over Seungeon’s cheeks but he nods at his hyung, caressing the thin stomach with his hands, before sliding out and slapping his tip against the other’s throbbing pussy. Warm cum spilling all over it and his stomach.
“Fuck” Seungeon lets out a strangled growl, still leaking hot cum. And when he sees Hao’s flushed face, his eyes glossed from pleasure and his sweaty bangs sticking to his forehead, he can’t help but smile, rushing to press a kiss against the other’s red lips. “Hao hyung” he murmurs, a sweet smile still stamped on his face “Here, let me clean you up”, he adds, grabbing some paper and gently wiping the other’s stomach clean. Then he goes to lay down beside him, their heavy breathing echoing in the silence of the room.
“Can we stay like this for a bit?” Hao’s quiet voice trails off with a yawn, his eyes already growing heavy. “Of course,” Seungeon says with a smile, putting an arm around his shoulders and letting him rest against his chest. “Whatever you want,” he whispers. They stay like that for a while, until their breathing slows to a sleepy rhythm.