Yeonjun's eyes widened, and he slightly dag his fingers into Soobin's hips. The younger seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and immediately regretted saying those words.

"Sorry", he said under his breath, panicking a little.

He awkwardly lifted his body a little to minimize the physical contact with the other, but Yeonjun noticed and quickly shook his head.

"Sorry! Sorry!!! I-I--...", he sat down, wrapped his arms around Soobin's back and hastily added: "I love you too!!!"

Soobin blinked repeatedly, and after some seconds started laughing at the other's clumsy way of confessing.

"What's with that phrasing? It's not romantic at all", he chuckled. "Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin the mood, I just..."

"I love you", Yeonjun repeated, this time slowly and clearly, with a dead-serious expression on his face. "I just can't believe you said it first. You didn't even ever properly tell me you like me before."

Soobin looked away, somehow annoyed.

"Are you stupid? Look at what we're doing... If I wasn't in love with you, why would I ever--"

"I know", Yeonjun interrupted calmly. "It's just...", he smiled, hiding his face against Soobin's chest, "It makes me so happy to hear it. It feels... normal."

Soobin gulped, understanding exactly what Yeonjun meant. He nodded, smiled and wrapped his arms around Yeonjun's neck to pull him closer to his own chest, both shirtless and still in a sitting position with the younger on top.

"I think it's the first time I hear your heartbeat", the elder said.

"It's not", Soobin answered in a bitter tone. "And you said the same thing before, too."

"When?"

"When you were on top of me inside the tent, that time we filmed in the fields."

"Oh, yeah...", Yeonjun remembered in a nostalgic tone, slowly caressing Soobin's hips with the tip of his fingers, making the hair stand up on the back of the younger's neck. "That was so long ago... What, like...? Two years...?", he turned his head so his nose was now touching the other's chest, his breath warming the skin up with every word.

Soobin loosened the grip of his arms around Yeonjun, starting to feel the urge of pulling away.

"Y-Yeah..."

"You were lying on the floor and I just threw myself on top of you, was that it? Now I remember", the hyung continued, his palms now traveling around Soobin's lower back. The young didn't reply, but his hands moved until resting on Yeonjun's biceps. "Your heart was beating soooo fast...", the elder's words seemed to come out more slowly by the second.

He pressed his lips against Soobin's abs, getting a sigh out of him.

"Were you afraid I'd notice?", he teased further, smiling and planting a longer kiss on the other's skin. The taller boy closed his eyes, mouth slightly opened. "Were you, Binnie?" His hands returned to Soobin's hips, where he tightened the grip, at the same time he brushed his lips along the other's chest, this time letting the tip of his tongue become in contact with the surface.

The boy on top reacted by pressing his hips down, feeling Yeonjun, who moved his mouth softly suck on Soobin's nipple.

With that, the younger finally lost his cool and raised a hand to cover his own mouth, surprised at his own sensitivity.

"You're not answering, Binnie", Yeonjun kept teasing, but it was evident that he was making an effort to get the words out through his heavy breathing, and also his legs started moving under Soobin, awkwardly searching for further contact.

The younger ran his fingers through his hyung's hair, the pleasure coming from Yeonjun's stimulation to his nipples spreading to the rest of his body like electric impulses.

"It's not my f--ah--fault if you can't stay away from m-me..."

And saying that consumed what was left of his clear thoughts and his will to resist. Fortunately for him, Yeonjun also gave up the teasing competition and raised his head -the younger moaning when the elder stopped licking him- with parted lips, desperately searching for Soobin's.

Gathering confidence he didn't even know he had, Soobin cupped Yeonjun's face in his hands and kissed him, tilting his head for better access to intertwine their tongues.

The elder reached for the other's belt and undid it, no trace left of the nervousness he was feeling before.

Soobin pushed him onto the bed, alternating between kissing him passionately and licking his jawline and neck, and after feeling the other's hands struggling to pull down his pants, he removed them himself.

Now it was Yeonjun's turn to hold back his voice after Soobin slid his hand to his crotch, stroking him over his clothes.

Not even in the younger's wildest fantasies did he imagine he would feel confident enough to touch his hyung that way and truly believe that he could make him feel good. But at this point and seeing Yeonjun in a state as vulnerable as his own, he somehow felt like he knew what he was doing.

But when he moved his fingers up to try and pull Yeonjun's pants down, the elder slid his hand under Soobin's underwear (the only piece of cloth left on him) to touch him directly. Overwhelmed by the sudden pleasure, the younger lost balance and fell over on top of the other, hiding his face against his chest to muffle his own moans.

And then it became certain: he had never felt something like this before.

The waves of pleasure that ran through his body were far beyond what he had imagined it was possible, and he couldn't tell if the reason was that the people he'd played around with in the past were not as skilled as Yeonjun, that the person he was with now was the first one he'd ever loved that much, that he had been repressing his feelings for too long and they were bursting out faster and stronger than his own mind could process, that the danger of getting caught made the situation more meaningful that it would normally be... or if all those possible reasons were equally correct.

"Yeon...jun--Wait! Wait, wait, wait!", he cried, grabbing the elder by the wrist to stop his hand movement. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but he was too overwhelmed to put them into words, and too embarrassed to say them out loud.

The hyung removed his hand and wrapped his arms around Soobin's slender body, holding him tightly.

"Soobin, do you wanna do... more?", he whispered, voice trembling, probably out of nervousness.

Still panting in shock and recovering from almost cumming too soon, the younger nodded with his head against Yeonjun's neck.

"I'll... bring a condom and lube", the elder acknowledged, face bright red.

He gave the other some more seconds to recuperate, and when Soobin finally sat up they exchanged gazes and widened their eyes at a sudden realization.

Who's bottoming?