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It has been awhile since the last time Sanghyeok has the whole dorm to himself. 

The bot duo are filming something (youtube video with Haha? Isn’t that the guy from running man? ), Zeus has an appointment with the dentist, and Oner still needs to finish his streaming hours that somehow piles up so much. The Coaches are also not home since there seems to be a staff meeting today. 

Sanghyeok took this opportunity to laze around on the living room’s couch reading. The couch is very comfy, but it is usually filled by people watching the tv or playing games connected to the Nintendo switch Zeus and Oner had just received from the fans. The living room is too lively for him to focus on his book most of the time.

After finishing a few chapters of his book, Faker feels the craving for some freshly made chamomile tea. He stood up to make some tea with the electric kettle in the kitchen, but he suddenly stopped when he looked at the stove. 

It’s been a while since he used the stove. 

They rarely need to cook with how good the T1 cafeteria food is, and even if they want to eat anything else, they can always just order them. 

The instant noodles they have at the dorm are also mostly cup noodles, so there’s really no need for them to cook anything with the stove.

Faker is bored though. 

Really bored. 

It’s not that hard, I've done it before… when was it exactly? 

Faker fills the saucepan with water, puts it on the stove, and turns it on. 

He stands in front of it, waiting patiently for the water to start boiling. 

It shouldn’t be that fascinating, but it seems like Faker is fascinated by the bubbles that slowly multiply in the water.

After the water seems to boil quite strongly, Faker turns off the stove and places a chamomile tea bag inside an empty mug. 

He held the pan by the handle.

He forgot that the handle is metal. 

*CLANK*

The pan fell and water splashed everywhere, but thankfully the mid laner managed to jump away from the splash. Good thing he didn’t fill the pan that much, or else it could have been a bigger accident.

Sanghyeok freezes on the spot, looking at the mess.

“Hyung are you okay?!?” 

Sanghyeok snapped out from his shock and turned to see Hyeonjoon’s panicked face at the kitchen entrance.

“You’re back early.” Sanghyeok states as Hyeonjoon rushed to his sides to check if he is under any pain. Of course, Sanghyeok didn’t show any indication if pain, so Hyeonjoon lets out a sigh of relief.

“The manager has somewhere to go.” The jungler answered carelessly as he analyses the mess on the floor. “Why are you cooking water with the stove? What are you making?” He asked, looking at the mid laner’s face. 

“I wanted some tea..” 

“We have an electric kettle though?”

“…I was bored.” 

Hyeonjoon looks at Sanghyeok with disbelief in his eyes. 

“You were… Hyung! You can’t be serious!”

“Hm??” Faker was surprised by Oner’s scolding voice. 

“You should just make it with the kettle! It’s much safer and faster. You’re lucky you’re not hurt.” 

Hearing the jungler’s scolding, Sanghyeok subconsciously tried to hide his right hand behind his back. Hyeonjoon, however, took notice of the move and quickly reach out to grab Sanghyeok’s hand. Oner pulled Faker’s hand into his view and turned it to find some redness on the mid laner’s index and middle finger. 

The two of them stood silently looking at the burn for a while before Hyeonjoon asked quietly:

“Does it hurt?” 

“It’s fine.” Faker tried to console him, but Oner knows better than to just believe him. He lightly touched the irritated fingers which earned him a twitch and a small gasp from the mid laner.

Contrary to Faker’s expectation, Oner silently led him by the hand towards the fridge. The jungler then took out some ice from the freezer, wrapped it with a tea cloth that was lying on a nearby counter, and gently dapped it on Faker’s red finger. This continues for a while in silence. 

The silence concerns Faker more than the scolding. He knows that Oner only goes silent when he’s feeling really sad, mad, or worse, disappointed. 

“Hyeonjoon ah…”

“…”

“I’m sorry.”

“…”

“I’ll be more careful, okay?”

“…”

“Just for you?” 

Oner stayed silent but instead pulled Faker into his room. He sits Faker on his bed before rummaging through his table-side drawers and pulling out a first aid kit. 

Right, Oner did some first aid training at the Red Cross Youth Voluntary which prompted him to keep a personal first aid kit near him all the time.

Oner sat next to Faker and gently applied burn gel on Faker’s fingers before lightly bandaging them. 

Oner, however, doesn’t immediately let go of Faker’s hand once he’s satisfied with his bandaging work. He instead rests Faker’s hand on his lap and starts to fiddle with it. They sat in silence before Oner himself broke it.

“Don’t do that.” He mumbled. 

“.. I’ll use the kettle next ti-“

“Not that.” Oner cuts in, confusing Faker.

“Don’t… don’t hide your pain from me ever again. Not just physical pain like today. If you ever feel sad or hurt, don’t hide from me… please?” Oner requested quietly while looking absently at Sanghyeok’s hand that he’s still fiddling with. 

Sanghyeok analysed the jungler next of him. Oner posture shows how small and insecure he felt, as if he’s waiting for Faker’s refusal to his care.

Sanghyeok smiled fondly at the jungler as he covers Hyeonjoon’s hand with his non-injured hand.  

“Okay.” 

Oner immediately made eye contact with Faker, surprised by his easy acceptance. Oner lets out a small smile copying Faker’s fond one. 

Faker suddenly winced, surprising Oner.

“Does it still hurt?!” Oner asks as he panics.

“Hmm… I think you forgot an important step.” Faker said while trying to hide his grin. Oner didn’t realise the change of atmosphere as he continued to panic trying to remember if he forgot anything from his first aid training. 

“I think someone needs to kiss the pain away~” teased the mid laner. 

Oner’s cheek immediately turns bright red. The teasing, however, backfired instantly. Oner unexpectedly went through with it as he raised Faker’s bandaged hand towards his mouth and kissed it.

This time, Faker’s face turns red. 

“How about now?” Oner said triumphantly.

“…”

“Maybe one more kiss to be sure?“

“My lips suddenly hurt.”

“😳😳😳”

Chapter Text

If you only know Oner from when he plays on the rift, you would have thought that he’s the most confident player in the world. 

It wouldn’t take long for people around him to realise how insecure he is outside the rift. 

Even though he reformed T1 when he became a starter, you’ll see him sitting quietly in the corner criticising himself for every game that they lost.

Even though he’s the jungler of the team with the longest ongoing win streak, you’ll see Sanghyeok manhandling him away from spamming Lee Sin till 4am. 

Even though he’s in a loving relationship with the greatest League player of all time… 

———

When they first announced Bengi as the new coach, Oner didn’t really think much of it. He just feels honoured to be coached by one of the best jungler League ever had.

He also didn’t think much when Sanghyeok told him he’s the one who requested Bengi to coach them. Oner even watched with fondness when Sanghyeok cheerfully caught up with Seongwoong. 

It wasn’t until he began reading comments on the internet that he started to feel hesitant. 

Th**3h: The right hand man is back!

나*혁: Faker never won world without Bengi. This is the year.

T1**ck1: Bengi will turn Oner into himself.

K**ja6: Faker must be so happy to be reunited with Bengi.

Fz**3: Oner is so lucky to have him as a coach.

Be**er: Imagine Bengi subbing in during World Final. 

He knew it shouldn’t affect him too much. Not when he knew some of the comments were just jokes or were made with good intentions. 

But it did. 

Do people really want him to be Bengi 2.0 that much? 

Is that what Sanghyeok hyung wants? 

“Hyung.”

The couple are resting on the Samsung Lounge’s sofa after practice. Sanghyeok sits comfortably on Hyeonjoon who is hugging him lazily around the waist. 

“Hmm?” Sanghyeok hums, eyes not leaving his phone.

“What do you think of Seongwoong hyung’s jungle back in the day?”

Sanghyeok took a few seconds to think before answering him. “Let’s see… He was the best support jungler. His vision and ward control really helped us in controlling the whole game. He doesn’t really care about his own reputation though. He just helped me shine from the shadows. I really respect him for that. You remind me of him sometimes.”

“Do you miss those times?” Oner asks quietly.

“Of course.”

“…” 

Oner didn’t say anything after hearing Faker’s answer, but the mid laner can feel the jungler hugging him tighter from the back.

“Joonie?” Sanghyeok calls, confused by the sudden silence. 

Sanghyeok turns his head to look at the jungler’s face, but Hyeonjoon’s lips effectively capture his before he can see anything. Faker instinctively returns the kiss, forgetting whatever it was he’s about to do.

He does note how Hyeonjoon’s kiss felt more possessive than usual.

———

Hs**ng1: Oner vision control and ward placement reminds me of Bengi so much! The coaching is coming to fruition.

B**n3r: It’s as if Bengi is back on the rift :O

On**ng1: When I watch Oner play I see Bengi.

It doesn’t feel fair, honestly. 

Sure, Oner analyses and learns from Bengi’s past games. Just like every other jungler in the pro league.

“Now that Bengi is coaching, how has it been going?” 

“Um… He’s only monitoring me right now so I haven’t received any huge feedback. He just coached me on my item build for now.”

“What’s your relationship with Bengi? I’m very curious.”

“Hmm… for now I don’t think he gave me that much feedback yet, he’s still watching me.”

Ever since Bengi became the coach, Oner is always compared to the coach no matter what he does. They kept asking about Bengi’s influence, saying that they can see the improvement from the coaching. A coaching that, in reality, hasn’t even happened yet. 

To be completely honest, Oner can’t see the resemblance. Did they really just see him as Bengi 2.0? Is his playstyle not as unique as he thinks it is? Or is everyone just saying that to gaslight him? Do they like Bengi’s playstyle more than his? 

Is that the real reason why Sanghyeok hyung requested Seongwoong hyung as coach? Because he likes Seongwoong hyung's playstyle more?

“Coach… Can I ask you something random?” Oner asks one day after a 1-on-1 coaching session.

“Sure. What is it?”

“Why were you so content with playing in the shadow before?” 

“Because it wins us games.” The coach answers as if it was the most obvious answer in the world.

Which is technically true, but it’s not the answer Oner was looking for.

Bengi chuckles when he realises that Oner is expecting more. “It’s also what Sanghyeok needed at the time. He needed someone who would let him shine. The light shines brighter in the dark anyways.”

“And you’re okay with being the dark for Sanghyeokie hyung?” 

“Why not? He deserved it. I always have a soft spot for him.” Bengi shrugs, oblivious to the gears that are turning in the young jungler’s brain.

In his head, Oner questions why Bengi sacrifice so much just for Sanghyeok. What history do they have? Maybe Bengi and Faker dated before. Is that why Bengi stuck with Faker for 3 years just to help him shine?

“… Why did you leave him then?”

It took Bengi a while to answer, adding to Oner’s Imagination.

“To be honest? I wanted to prove something to myself. As a human, you don’t always make the right choice.” Seongwoong answered vaguely.

Maybe they broke up then? Did he regret it? Did Sanghyeok hyung regret it? Oner thought as he went deep into his own mind.

“What is this about, Hyeonjoon-ah?” Bengi asks, curious about the random question.

The question pulled Oner back to reality, flustering him. 

“Ah.. it’s nothing.” Oner answers sheepishly, earning him a knowing look from Bengi.

“You wouldn’t ask if it’s nothing.”

Bengi can see the conflicted look on Oner’s face as he contemplates whether to tell him or not.

Oner chooses to answer ambiguously after a while.

“I’m lucky to have Sanghyeok hyung.. but Sanghyeok hyung was lucky to have you.” 

Oner pauses as he looks down to his hand, making him seems very vulnerable.

“..Can I really replace you?”

Hyeonjoon might have mumbled the last sentence silently, but Seongwoong heard it clearly. Seongwoong was so surprised by it that by the time he regained composure, Oner is already gone from the room.

———

*A few days later at Oner and Keria’s dorm room*

If you ask Keria, he would tell you that Oner looks like a depressed puppy these past few days. Oner kept tossing and turning in his own bed while making weird frustrated noises which Keria ignores even though they are quite annoying.

“Minseok-ah. Do you think… aish nevermind.”

Keria throws an offended look at Oner from his own bed. 

“Yah, you can’t just start a conversation and stop like that! Now I’m curious.” 

Oner lets out a big sigh as he changes his position in bed for the millionth time today. “Do you think.. Do you think Sanghyeok hyung and Seongwoong hyung dated before?”

Keria is caught off guard by the random question. “Why do you suddenly think so?” Keria asks, getting more interested.

Oner proceeds to tell him about the whole conversation he had with Faker and Bengi. 

“Would you do that just for anyone?” Oner asks after he finishes with his story.

“No..” Keria answers after considering it, but he immediately tries to give a reasoning when he sees how Oner face falls. “It doesn’t mean they have to be dating. Maybe they’re just really good friends.” 

“But it doesn’t stop the possibility right?” Oner said in exasperation. To be honest, Keria thinks Oner looks really pitiful, more pitiful than usual.

“If they really are exes… why would he be with me?”

The two of them lays in silence on their respective beds.

“…Why don’t you just ask Sanghyeok hyung?”

“…” 

The looks Hyeonjoon gave him tells Minseok that it is not an option, even though Minseok isn’t really sure why.

“..If it helps you sleep at night, I don’t think Sanghyeok hyung dates every jungler he ever had.”

“Even the one who gets you 3 world titles?”

“You do know that’s not how normal dating works right?”

“You think anything in this dorm is normal?”

“Fair point.”

———

After their weird conversation, Bengi tries to keep a closer eye on Oner. 

Truthfully, Bengi has always thought of Oner as an interesting player. Even before he met the young jungler, Bengi was impressed by Oner’s aggressive engages. 

He also never found the need to try and fix the young jungler playstyle. That’s why most of their coaching sessions are just filled with itemisation and meta discussion. 

After the conversation, however, Seongwoong starts to notice how Hyeonjoon hesitates to talk when he, Sanghyeok, and Seongwoong are in the same room. Hyeonjoon would just watch in silence as Faker and Bengi talk to each other, seemingly lost in his own mind. 

After a while, he also noticed how Oner sometimes tried to play a much more passive jungle in scrims. One where he tried to be as invisible as possible which, because of his nature, was really hard to do. Hyeonjoon, after being scolded by Sanghyeok, would then sit quietly in a corner looking pitiful. Many would assume that he sulks because Sanghyeok scolded him, but Seongwoong knows it’s much deeper than that.

Faker, on the other hand, also realises some small changes with Oner these past few weeks. 

He realised how Hyeonjoon has been having this weird character swing. Some days, Oner can be super clingy and almost possessive, but Oner also has those days where he is hesitant to even touch Faker.

The latter part has been the case for the past 3 days and it’s driving Sanghyeok insane. Sanghyeok tried to see past Hyeonjoon’s wall, but no matter how much he digs, Hyeonjoon just wouldn’t tell him what’s wrong.

“Joonie.” 

Faker tries to call for Oner as soon as the scrim ends, but the young jungler has already sprinted out of the room. Sanghyeok can only sigh in frustration.

“You need to talk to your boyfriend.” Seongwoong suddenly chimes in from behind him.

“You think I haven’t tried?” The mid laner answers, looking at the door his boyfriend just exited from.

“I think I know what’s the problem.”

This caught Sanghyeok’s full attention. Faker looks at his old friend's face with hopes in his eyes.

“Really??”

“He thinks that he needs to replace me.” Out of all the possible explanations, that is not one Faker has ever even considered.

“Replace… for what?” Sanghyeok asks in confusion. 

Seongwoong shrugs. “I’m not really sure either.”

“He thought you hyungs are exes.”

The two veterans are startled by the sudden interruption. They have forgotten that they are discussing this inside the scrim room which Minseok still hasn’t left yet.

“Exes?” Seongwoong repeats.

Minseok raises his eyebrows as he looks at the two. “Well… are you?” 

Bengi and Faker look at each other for a while before cracking up. 

“No.” Sanghyeok answers once he controls his laughing, relieved that the whole problem is not as serious as he thought. “Don’t tell Hyeonjoon though, Minseok-ah.”

Keria was confused by the request. 

“Why?”

“I want to tease him for a bit.”

Faker then paused before grinning mischievously.

“Ah… Minseok-ah, can you play in Minhyeong and Wooje’s room for a while tonight?”

Sanghyeok's eyes sparkles with mischievousness while Minseok can only pity the fate of his roommate.

———

When Oner hears his dorm room door opening, he assumes it’s Keria coming back from the HQ and ignores it. 

He tenses up when Sanghyeok joins him in bed and hugs him from behind. 

Sanghyeok began to kiss him on the back of his shoulder. The mid laner then leaves a trail of kisses as he slowly shifts to kiss Hyeonjoon on the mouth, positioning his body on top of the jungler in the process. Sanghyeok continues to kiss him until he can feel Hyeonjoon’s body relaxing.

Sanghyeok took a moment to catch his breath, face only inches away from Hyeonjoon’s, before breaking the silence with a whisper. 

“Hi.”

“..Hi-yo.”

“So… I heard you were wondering if me and Seongwoong dated before.” Sanghyeok said, trying to sound serious.

The effort to make Oner relax suddenly went out through the window (kinda, Sanghyeok never complains when it comes to kissing). 

“Minseokie that big mouth bastar-“ Oner starts to ramble in panic as he easily picks Faker up by the waist and sit himself up. Oner and Faker are now sitting face to face on the bed.

“Well, do you want to know?” Faker effectively cuts his rambling. 

Oner freezes for a few seconds before looking down to his lap.

“… maybe?” Oner mutters quietly.

“What if I say we did?” Faker tries (and failed) to stop himself from grinning, but thankfully Oner is not looking at his face.

“…”

Faker is caught off guard when he suddenly hears a small sniffle from the jungler. Sanghyeok freezes when he sees the teardrops setting on the jungler’s lap. 

Oh.

Sanghyeok tries to take hold of Hyeonjoon’s hand, but the jungler immediately moves to the edge of the bed to put distance between them. 

“Joon-“

“Hyung.”

Faker can see his boyfriend trembling as he tries to put a strong face in front of him.

“Maybe… maybe you should go back to Seongwoong hyung.” Oner proposes shakily.

The statement left Faker speechless. He didn’t think about how bad the whole situation must have affected his boyfriend, remembering how insecure he is all the time.

“I’m fine if you want to. Really.” Oner continues when Faker doesn’t answer for a while.

Faker immediately regains his composure.

“Why would I do that when I have you?” He asks gently.

“I don’t deserve you. I’m nothing compared to him.”

Faker slowly inches towards the jungler.

“What makes you say that?”

“You said it yourself, he’s the best jungler.”

“He was the best support jungler of his time. You’re the best jungler for me though.” Faker reasons with him patiently. 

“You miss it though, playing with him.”

“Missing something from the past doesn’t mean I don’t value what I have now. I might miss those days, but I wouldn’t replace the one I have with you for it.” 

Sanghyeok is now close enough to gently caress Hyeonjoon’s cheek, wiping away the streaks of tears.

“I can’t make you shine like Seongwoong hyung used to.”

“Who told you that?”

“I know so.”

Faker uses the hand on Oner’s cheek to guide him into another kiss. This time, the mid laner gave him a deep and meaningful kiss. Faker then uses both of his hands to hold Oner cheeks after the kiss so that Oner will have to make eye contact with him.

“Dear my lovely dummy, I’ve changed. I stop needing or wanting to be the carry player. In fact.. I like playing more supportive now.”

“Besides, you did something much more impressive for me.” Sanghyeok continues as he sits himself on Hyeonjoon’s lap, arms around the jungler’s neck.

“Which is?” Hyeonjoon asks, confused.

“You don’t just make one of us shine, you make the whole team shine.”

Oner’s cheeks turn red from embarrassment. “You’re just buttering me up now.”

“I know you don’t really realise it, but you’re really selfless in the sense that you don’t really care if no one appreciates your hard effort. You’re too busy criticising yourself for that. It honestly upsets me a lot of the time.” Sanghyeok voices gently.

“That selflessness of yours did remind me of Bengi sometimes. But you’re so much more than that to me.” 

“I love how passionate you are. I love how you got so immersed in everything you do. I love that selflessness of yours even if I often get frustrated by it. I love how aggressive yet calculated you are on the rift. I love how you can make all lanes ahead effortlessly. I love how you pretend to not care yet are always there to help anyone.” 

“I love you for you Hyeonjoon-ah, on and off the rift. Believe that.”

This time, it is Oner who initiates the kiss. 

———

“Ah… by the way, we never actually dated.”

“Wait.. never?!”

“I just see him as my close hyung. More like you and Wooje.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me that?”

“I wanted to tease you a bit, but apparently it turns out to be more serious than I thought.” Faker said sheepishly before turning serious again. 

“Joonie, know that I will never leave you unless you want me to.”

“I will never leave you too.”

-end-

Chapter Text

Today’s scrim ended much later than usual which prompted the streaming schedule to be postponed. 

After the scrim, the six players went to eat their dinner together at the cafeteria as per usual. Gumayusi, who is still on a strict diet, finished his food in no time and told the others that he will go start his stream early. 

“Look at him go again” Zeus snickers as he watches the adc strolling out the cafeteria. 

“He will take any chance to go talk to his fans.” Asper observes from his chair. 

“I don’t understand why he likes streaming so much..” Oner offhandedly adds, eyes never leaving his phone. Oner, while not on any diet, is not one to eat much. Hence he’s also done with his food and is just waiting for the others to finish. 

Keria sends him an offended look before defending his bot duo. “Just because you don’t like it doesn’t mean it’s not fun for some.” 

“Of course the two attention seekers in our team are the ones that like streaming.” Hyeonjoon retorts as he sticks out his tongue to annoy Minseok even more. 

Before Keria can answer with a comeback, Sanghyeok suddenly joins in with the conversation. “For someone who doesn’t like streaming, you’re really good at it Joonie.” He says casually. 

Minseok snorts at the remark. 

“Just because you like watching him do literally anything doesn’t mean he’s good at it.”

Zeus and Asper can only stop themselves from laughing openly at the accusations as Oner gives Minseok a death glare. 

“I mean it though. Joonie is really good at interacting with his chat. I’m kinda envious.” Before any of his teammates can reply to him, Sanghyeok stands from his seat and begins to tidy up his tray. 

“I’m going to rest at the Samsung Lounge for a bit. We still have more than half an hour before the stream, so no need to rush with your food, okay?” Sanghyeok reminds the three people who still have a lot of food on their trays. 

“Joonie let’s go.” Sanghyeok calls as he walks out the room, Oner hot on his trail.  

“Guess that means the Samsung Lounge is off limits for the next hour.” Asper jokes, although the three of them know that none of them are going to go there willingly anytime soon. Not when the only thing they’ll find there is the two lovebirds being disgustingly in love. 

“Look at Joonie hyung trailing Sanghyeok hyung like a lovesick puppy.” Wooje snickers for the third time this hour. 

“One of these days those lovebirds are going to make me puke.” Minseok said in disgust. 

“You talk as if you and Minhyeong are not lovebirds too.” Asper accuse as he continues to eat his food with a straight face. 

Minseok can only shut his mouth and blush furiously at the comment. 

——

The mid jungle duo took no time to start cuddling on the lounge sofa. They are laying on their side with Sanghyeok’s back fully touching Hyeonjoon’s chest. Hyeonjoon circles his arms around Sanghyeok’s waist, tightly embracing him so that he wouldn’t fall off.

Cuddling at the Samsung Lounge’s sofa during breaks has become a routine for the couple. They did it so often that the two would usually just do their own thing on their phones as they cuddle. 

Today, however, Hyeonjoon is being oddly needy. 

“Sanghyeokie hyung.” 

“Hmm?” 

Faker hums to acknowledge Oner but his eyes never leave his phone. Oner, curious about what’s stealing his Faker’s attention, rests his chin on Faker’s neck to peek on his boyfriend’s phone. 

“Who are you texting to?”

“Uijin. He’s trying to set another meet up before his military service.” Sanghyeok answered absentmindedly. 

Oner stared at Faker’s typing fingers for a while before losing interest. Oner then turned his face a little to look at Faker’s face. More specifically, his lips. 

“Hyeokie hyung~ kiss me.” He whines into Sanghyeok’s ear.

“Wait a sec Hyeonjoon-ah.” Sanghyeok responds, fingers never stop from typing. 

Hyeonjoon pouts in irritation, but he still tries his best to wait for the mid laner. Unfortunately, patience was never his virtue.

“Hyungggg” He whines again after a few minutes.

This time, Sanghyeok doesn’t even bother to answer him and continues to type on his phone. 

Hyeonjoon huffs in annoyance, but something suddenly lights up in his mind which makes him smirk mischievously. 

Hyeonjoon stretched his neck to kiss Sanghyeok on his cheek. The jungler keeps on leaving small pecks on his cheek and slowly moves to kiss Sanghyeok on the corner of his mouth. Sanghyeok, however, is not affected at all by the kisses. It’s as if he doesn’t even feel them. 

After a while, Hyeonjoon gives up with the fruitless kissing. A pout reappears on his face as he ponders for a new strategy. Oner’s eyes moved down from Sanghyeok’s face when something new caught his eyes. 

Sanghyeok’s smooth and white neck. 

Oner’s eyes twinkles before he dips his face onto Faker’s neck. He starts to eagerly lick on his boyfriend’s neck, this time earning him a response.

“Ngghh that tickles Joonie.” Sanghyeok mewls as he squirms, trying to get away from Hyeonjoon’s tongue. It is still not enough to get his eyes away from the phone though. 

The response, however, still delights Hyeonjoon as it tells him that he has found an opening. Hyeonjoon tightens his hold on Sanghyeok’s waist so that he can’t escape before his licking is joined by small kisses. Hyeonjoon continues his task for a while, becoming more and more motivated as he hears Sanghyeok’s breath turning shallower as time passes. 

At one point of the kissing, however, Hyeonjoon accidentally sucks a little too strong which results in a small red mark on Sanghyeok’s perfectly white skin. 

Hyeonjoon freezes as he stares at the mark. 

Sanghyeok didn't know it at the time, but Hyeonjoon’s goal had just changed abruptly into a less innocent one. 

Hyeonjoon’s mouth reconnects to Sanghyeok’s neck, this time with a clearer intent than before. The jungler starts to suck on Sanghyeok’s neck and licks on it every once in a while. Hickeys of different colours start to form all over the mid laner’s neck.

Maybe it’s because he was distracted by his phone at first, but Sanghyeok hasn’t put the two and two together. As Hyeonjoon becomes bolder and bolder, however, it becomes hard for Sanghyeok to focus on anything else than his boyfriend’s actions. So Sanghyeok places his phone down before closing his eyes and letting out a small whimper. 

Hyeonjoon, realising that he had just won against Sanghyeok’s phone, grins widely before flipping his boyfriend under him. 

Hyeonjoon gives Sanghyeok a kiss on the mouth, which Sanghyeok now gladly reciprocates, before returning his focus to his boyfriend’s neck. This time, Hyeonjoon focuses on the untouched side of Sanghyeok’s neck that wasn't reachable before. 

Eyes still closed, Sanghyeok raises his hand and covers his mouth to stop the moans from coming out. They are, after all, still inside the Samsung Lounge which is a public space. 

Realising this, Hyeonjoon immediately holds both of Sanghyeok’s hands with his own and locks it next to Sanghyeok's face, mouth never leaving Sanghyeok’s neck all the while. He wants to hear his hyung’s voice loud and clear. 

“Joonie… wait… we’re.. public space..” Sanghyeok tries to form a coherent sentence in between his moans. 

Hyeonjoon raises his face for a second just to answer. “No one is here hyung. You can be as loud as you want.”

When Hyeonjoon returns to Sanghyeok’s neck this time, he starts to gently bite on his neck in between the kisses. 

Sanghyeok is flustered by the new sensation. “Nggh.. Stop biting! Are you a dog?” He scolds, startled. 

Hyeonjoon this time answers in between bites. “응. This dog is yours~” 

The jungler then raises his head to admire his work before continuing his sentence. “Hyeokie hyung is mine too~ now everyone will know!” 

That is the moment Sanghyeok realised what the jungler had been doing this whole time. 

Hyeonjoon is not prepared to be suddenly pushed off the sofa, so he lands on his butt quite painfully. 

“Hyung! My butt hurts!” Hyeonjoon grumbles as he rubs his butt.

Sanghyeok couldn’t care less about his boyfriend’s complaint as he frantically finds his phone and opens the camera app to look at the damage Hyeonjoon has done. What he sees instantly causes him a bad headache. 

Sanghyeok's whole neck is covered with hickeys of different colours from red, to blue, to even purple. Not only that, you can also see bite marks littering across his neck. If Sanghyeok has to estimate, it looks like it would take at least a week for all the marks to go away. 

“Are you crazy?! We still need to stream you dumbass” Sanghyeok scolds as he glares at the jungler.

Hyeonjoon, shameless as he is, just looks at him with such innocent eyes it makes Sanghyeok even more annoyed.

“So?”

“So? How do I explain this to the viewers?!?”

“.. just tell them that you went to the dermatologist.”

Sanghyeok looks at his boyfriend in disbelief.

“What dermatologist only works on one’s neck? With bite marks too?!”

“..Me?”

If Hyeonjoon hadn't immediately run out of instinct, he was sure that Sanghyeok would have kicked him unconscious right there and then.

——

“What happened to your hair?”

Zeus and Keria turned their face to look at the person Asper is talking too to find Oner who just entered the streaming room’s hall, hair all messy. Before they can tease him even more, however, Faker trails in from behind him. 

The state of Sanghyeok’s neck can turn anyone’s face who sees it red. 

“Holy…“

“Hyeonjoon you crazy bastard.”

Sanghyeok can feel his face heating up from embarrassment, but he tries to give them his best glare, daring anyone to continue their comment. This shuts the three teammates from saying anything. 

Unfortunately, it couldn’t stop Hyeonjoon, who isn’t facing him, from bragging. 

“Impressive right?”

That instantly earns him a hard slap on the back of his head.

“Hyung! That hurts!” Oner complains as he rubs his head to ease the pain.

Faker, however, only glares at him with eyes full of resentment before stomping away into his streaming room like a 5 years old throwing a tantrum. 

“You’re sleeping in your own room tonight.” He huffs before slamming his door shut. 

“But hyung!!!” 

Oner’s wail can be heard even from Minhyeong’s stream. 

——

Oner takes a seat on his streaming chair and opens Faker’s stream on his phone before turning on his own stream. 

“Hello everyone, today will be a no-cam stream because I went to the dermatologist and my face got a bit… bruised.”

A wide grin appears on the jungler’s face before he turns on his own stream in a happy mood. 

He knows that he’ll probably find a way to get Sanghyeok to let him sleep at his place tonight.

Probably.

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