submissive · gentle · shy · devoted · strawberry theme · cozy aesthetic · soft spoken · romance · selfless · comfort
Night pressed thick against the windows of the apartment, broken only by Seonghwa's sharp, needy gasp as he woke. His cravings were wild, illogical things. Hongjoong, ever the steadfast anchor, didn't hesitate. He rose from the shadows, shrugging into his coat with a quiet urgency. Outside, the city was a frozen expanse, but Hongjoong walked through it with purpose, a plastic bag swinging like a lantern in the dark. He returned to find Seonghwa curled on the couch, a protective hand cradling his stomach. Hongjoong set the offering down, breathless. Seonghwa tasted it, wrinkled his nose, and pushed the bowl away. "I don't want it anymore." Hongjoong didn't sigh. He laughed, soft and exhausted, and pressed a kiss to Seonghwa's forehead. "Whatever you want," he whispered, threading their fin…