It's Just A Picture (BL)
Chapter 199: Hyung, I don’t want to see you hurting

Chapter 199: Hyung, I don’t want to see you hurting

Dongwoo returned to his office but as soon as he opened the door, while rubbing his eyes with his palm, hoping the twins wouldn’t notice anything, he found Seojun standing next to his desk with a book in his hand.

As soon as he noticed Dongwoo walk in, he raised his head.

"Hyung, where have you been? I’ve been looking all over for you and..." He paused.

"Oh, I..." Dongwoo looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. "I was on the rooftop getting some air and I... I got some sand in my eyes."

Seojun immediately approaches him, putting his hands on his face to look into his eyes clearly.

He furrowed his eyebrows and said,

"You cried."

Dongwoo didn’t want him to know what happened on the rooftop. If possible, even if he discovered he did cry, he should never know that he was with Minwoo on the rooftop.

"I told you," he placed his hand on Seojun’s, "...I got sand in my eyes. I didn’t..."

"I can tell you’re lying, Hyung." He caught on to it far quicker than Dongwoo thought he would.

But how was he so good at detecting his lie? His facial expression was okay and he wasn’t avoiding eye contact either, so how?

"If sand got in your eyes," Seojun began, "...and you rubbed it off, your eyes should’ve been red. Far redder than this, in fact. Right now, all I can see is the redness that comes after shedding tears and the puffiness too. I know cause I’ve seen you cry a lot. Not the best but I have. So, why did you cry? Is there a reason why you had to lie to me?"

Dongwoo pursed his lips, gazing into Seojun’s eyes. They were concerned. Eyes filled with love and concern.

He closed his eyes.

"I didn’t want to lie," he said, "...but it’s still a part of the reason my eyes are like this." He opened his eyes. "I got sand in my eyes and thought of a lot of awful things by chance, I thought of the last and had a sad conversation with myself, so I cried."

He wasn’t lying this time around. He was just speaking in parables or something like that.

Representing ’sand’ was sadness and representing ’a sad conversation with myself’ was with his twin, the one who was identical to him in every way.

Face... He rubbed his cheek on Seojun’s hand.

Pain... He opened his eyes and gazed at Seojun.

Suffering... He smiled warmly.

(Hehe, even lust. Ahem!)

"Seojun, don’t worry. I’m okay." He said, raising his hand to also caress Seojun’s cheeks. He brushed his hair aside and added, "I’m not sad or anything. I promise."

Seojun took his hand from, stopping him from caressing his face any further and kissed it.

He kissed his palm and gazed up at him in an explicit seductive way.

Was he doing it on purpose?

"Hyung, I don’t want to see you hurting." He said and leaned in to kiss his lips, gently and softly.

"Yes." Dongwoo answered, through the little gaps Seojun made while kissing him.

The kiss was slow but it burned.

"Seo-Seojun, we... We can’t." Dongwoo managed to say. He was being engulfed by the flames the kiss carried.

They were in the office, and any more than that would lead to them rubbing against each other.

"Just a little longer, Hyung." Seojun whispered with coarse breath that itched on Dongwoo’s skin. He kissed his lips, moving his hands down his neck and sending shivers down Dongwoo’s sensitive body.

’Ah, this is crazy. I shouldn’t be feeling it this much.’ he thought and his eyes rolled towards the door. ’Is it because I’m anticipating something? I feel like someone could walk in through that door and catch us red-handed. It... It makes me excited thinking of it.’

Seojun noticed Dongwoo twitching and shuddering. It was just a kiss, but just like the beginning, he was always so needy for it.

"Hyung," he whispered into Dongwoo’s ears, after freeing his lips and allowing him to catch his breath. "...do you want me to stop?"

Normally, this was the part where Dongwoo would regain his rationality and tell him to stop but he was weak. Too weak to the pleasure that he would risk getting caught than to end it just like that.

"N-no," he stuttered, his eyes begging for more as his lips patted each other slowly. "Don’t stop."

Seojun’s lips curled up in a grin and then he lifted Dongwoo up, allowing him to wrap his arms around his body right away in a reflexive action.

"Then, Hyung, want to go further?"

Dongwoo knew it was a bad idea. His brain was trying to send signals to his lips to stop their action right away but his heart and his lewd body just wouldn’t heed the order.

He chose lust over reason.

"Yes," he panted, staring down at Seojun with his arms wrapped around his neck. "...keep going."

Seojun walked forward with Dongwoo wrapped around him. He got to the door and placed his hand on the handle.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Dongwoo asked, shocked that he was thinking of doing something crazy. "Don’t open it."

"Relax, Hyung, I would never do such a thing to you." He said and let go.

Dongwoo did not see exactly what he did and could not ask either as the next moment, Seojun was already taking off his pants.

He locked his lips with Dongwoo’s and while doing that, while passionately kissing his lips and feeding Dongwoo’s lust with his lips, he fingered his hole.

Dongwoo let out muffled moans over their locked lips, saliva trailing down the corners of their mouths and giving them an erotic appeal.

"I’m going to put it in now, Hyung." Seojun said.

"Like... like this? In this position?" Dongwoo asked and Seojun thought about it. They had used that position a lot of times but since they were in his office, he thought of something else.

"Then, Hyung," Seojun dropped him on his desk, spread his legs wide apart, and placed them on his shoulders. "Like this, I can get a full view of how lewd Dongwoo Hyung is when I fuck him on his work desk." He kissed his feet. "How about it, Hyung? Doesn’t this just excite you?"