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He knew there would be some snow for this trip, but this much comes as a surprise. At least they cabin is prepared for such a possibility and well-stocked in case they're stuck there longer than expected. He's sure Siwoo would mobilize the whole team to get to them as quickly as possible if they end up stuck.

At the end of the day, Yohan isn't worried.

Yohan stretches an arm over the back of the couch in silent invitation for Hayun to tuck in closer. "I'm not certain," he admits. "It depends on the state of the roads, if we lose power. These mountain passes get icy quickly."

He looks over to Hayun, his expression softening. "Don't worry. Siwoo won't let us languish here for long. He worries too much."

Edited 2024-10-07 00:42 (UTC)

With Yohan being here alone (well not alone, exactly, but without his usual entourage), it's likely that they won't be here for too much longer than what they'd planned for. Siwoo and the rest of them aren't too likely to leave their boss stranded for too long. This isn't something Hayun should be worrying about (is he actually worrying? A little but also not really. Yohan's people won't let anything happen to Yohan and since Hayun is here too, nothing will happen to him either), especially since they're still technically among the planned days of their trip. If they start to get a little too far on the other side of them, however, then maybe...

Hayun looks over at Yohan, toying with the tie on his robe before sliding himself closer, into that clearly open invitation. Pressing himself up against Yohan's side, Hayun pushes his hood back off of his head then lays it against the older man. Being well and truly alone with the man, pressed up against him like this, it makes Hayun's heart pound in his chest. If not for the several thick layers he's wearing, he almost wonders if Yohan would be able to feel it through his ribs.

"And we'll be okay if the power does go out or whatever, right?" He presses in a little tighter against Yohan as though the mere mention of a power outage is enough to drop the temperature in the cabin and Yohan is the only source of heat. Being this close to him really is quite warm, though. Warm enough, perhaps, to carry him through a power outage should it come about.

"I'm not worried. Not that worried. I've just never been in the mountains during a snowstorm before." He's never been in the mountains, period.

Once Hayun settles in beside him, Yohan drops his arm from the back of the couch to drape around the boy's shoulders. He pulls him closer, leaving no space between them. It's warm and toasty by the fire, and even the obscene amount of snow falling makes the whole situation seem cozy to Yohan.

Plus, he never gets to be alone. The closest he gets is in the bathroom with a guard or two just outside the door. This is a situation that took some convincing to create. Siwoo takes his duties very seriously. At least the seeming blizzard outside would make it hard for any enemies to make plans against him before his own team can move in.

"We'll be fine. We have plenty of food and water. There's a generator for power." He turns toward Hayun with a warm smile. "Don't worry. I'll take care of you."

Once the weight of Yohan's arm drops onto his shoulders, the weather outside no longer feels like it matters so much. Under Yohan's arm, pressed up against him like this, it feels like the blizzard can't get to him. Even with the sturdy walls of the cabin holding the snow and cold away, it's Yohan's arm that makes him feel safe. It's Yohan presence that makes him feel like nothing can touch him.

Hayun pulls his knees up and allows his legs to rest against Yohan's as he slowly reaches across the man's middle. Almost experimentally. It's as though he's waiting to see what Yohan might do. As though he's waiting to see if he, himself, can do it. At least to see if he can do it without some sort of outside influence. No passionate make outs or bad days to make him curl around Yohan without hesitation or question. Nothing more than a want for the contact, to hold and be held by him. While he's not quite so nervous as he once was to touch and be close to Yohan, it still makes his face warm and his heart pound. It still makes him think and rethink his every move, and wonder if he should be making it. Is that his inexperience talking, or is that specific to him being near Yohan? To being in this cabin in the mountains, truly alone with Yohan for the very first time.

Exhaling long and slow, Hayun completes the journey. His hand reaches Yohan's other side and he arm lays across Yohan's middle. Now he can stop stressing about it and simply enjoy the fruits of his labour. Getting to be close to Yohan. Getting to be partially wrapped around him so Hayun can stay warm and safe. Protected. Cared for.

"So even if the power goes out, we'll still be okay." No trying to survive the harsh blizzard by the heat and light of the fire, alone. But this is Yohan's cabin they're in so that should hardly come as a surprise. "Before we leave here, I'd like to make us something really good with some of that plenty of food." Yesterday, there was too much shock and awe over the area and the cabin for him to poke through the cupboards and today so far, he's been distracted by the snowstorm, so maybe later once he manages to tear himself away from Yohan, he'll look to see what they have available. He's put together decent meals for himself before with very little so he's sure he can come up with something for the both of them. Whether or not Yohan would like it, however...

Hayun moves just enough so he can look up at Yohan, then turns toward the window he'd just been staring out of. "I know you will."

Yohan has to wonder if Hayun's boldness is a result of them being truly alone. Whatever it is, he'll take it. He waits while Hayun builds up the courage to snuggle close and only then does he tug the boy even a little closer. Being alone together is something they won't have often. It needs to be enjoyed while it lasts.

This is,indeed, Yohan's cabin. It may look like any other, but it holds a few secrets. In addition to simply being well-stocked for emergencies, it boasts a hidden panic room, bullet-proof glass in all the windows, and a generator to keep the place running for as long as needed. That's in addition to the creature comforts like the fireplace, the hot tub outside, and the high-end furnishing inside.

"I'd be happy to let you take over the kitchen." Yes, there is food for days, but there are also many pre-made meals since Yohan's a danger to himself and others in the kitchen. The microwave is all he's allowed to use in his own home because it's about all he can manage. Even a man like him has to have a few flaws, right?

Maybe it is. Even if just reaching his arm across Yohan is hardly the boldest move, it feels like a lot for Hayun and maybe it has something to do with knowing that really are no other eyes on them for once. There are no eyes on him except for Yohan's and while those are normally the ones that make him feel the most nervous, right now they feel almost freeing. They're the only ones watching him. Yohan is the only one paying attention. He thought that attention from more people was what he'd wanted, but it was attention from the right person. ...is Yohan the right person?

Hayun curls himself a little more against Yohan when he feels the older man tugging in a little closer. Any more and he'll be in Yohan's lap. He turns his head toward the window he'd been standing in front of not long before so Yohan can't see the way his cheeks are warming up. He only just sat down with Yohan so Hayun can't let him see that he's blushing about something already. It's too soon for that.

"I have a couple of recipes that are perfect for cold weather." He's had his power shut off in the cooler months a few times. He used cooking and food in general to keep the chill away until he could get it back on. "Really hearty stuff that keeps you warm for hours, you know?" And just why is it that he's choosing to talk about cooking when he's currently curled up in the arms of a very attractive man. Why is he basically just making dumb small talk? Hayun clears his throat, still looking over toward the window.

"Yohan, can I tell you something?"

"Sounds perfect," he offers at the suggestion of hearty food. Perfect for two people cuddles up on a couch, in front of the fire during a snowstorm. It sounds like it could last too so they could spent less time in the kitchen cooking and more time together eating.

His eyes remain fixed on Hayun. Hayun, who's staring out the window but pressed so close. Hayun who's so lovely even when Yohan can only catch glimpses of him.

"You can tell me anything."

As much as Hayun loves spending time in the kitchen, spending less time there and more time eating with Yohan or curled up in front of the fire with him sounds ideal. Not that he plans to let Yohan get away with not joining him in the kitchen, even if he just sits there and watches. Hayun feels much more at home with someone else there.

Hayun keeps his eyes on the window, even though he wants to look over at Yohan whose eyes he can feel on him. He watches the falling snow outside. It's still coming down heavily. There's so much of it outside already. A few good gusts of window could send all of the fallen snow up against the window, obscuring his direct line of sight to the outside world from this particular spot on the couch. It could be a scary sight, seeing so much snow blocking the window. It could start to feel a little claustrophobic. His main concern (until it happens, if it happens) is that he'll have to find somewhere else to look when he can't look Yohan in the eye. When he has something to say that's easier said without looking at Yohan.

Like right now.

"I wanted to tell you that I made a decision." He doesn't specify immediately but does he even have to? He only had two big decisions to make and college is still a few years away. "I gave it a lot of thought like I said I would. I took into consideration things that happened since that first evening you took me out to dinner, like things you've done for me and how you've treated me." He sucks in a deep breath and pulls his eyes away from the window to look at Yohan. "I want to be your boyfriend."

As if there were any doubt.

Still, even without any doubt, Yohan smiles. He wonders if Hayun knows how few see this expression on him. How few can even bring it out. The softer side of Yohan is only for those he holds dearest. And with Hayun, it's absolutely real. The warmth this boy makes him feel fills his face and he makes no effort to hide or restrain it.

"Effective immediately?"

Hayun had a few doubts here and there. And apparently he was the only one. Maybe Yohan could've told me a little sooner to save Hayun some of the effort and stress of thinking it over again and again, of making full lists of pros and cons that are still sitting at home in his grandparents' nightstand. Finding out it was inevitable could've save him some time and paper.

Without removing himself from under Yohan's arm and without allowing himself to lose much contact with him (after all the effort he went through to stretch his arm across Yohan's middle, he's not going back now. His hand does move to rest on Yohan's stomach instead now, though), Hayun twists his body a little to better face Yohan, to properly look at the man who he's decided he wants to be with. That smile makes him smile as well. That smile that he has no idea is such a rarity. Such a beautiful, warm smile. Seeing it assures him that he made the right (only) choice.

"Effective immediately."

Someday, Hayun will be allowed to see how very special their time together is for Yohan. Someday, Yohan will let him sit in his office while he attends to business. Maybe bring the boy along for a dinner with a business partner (not a rival, he wouldn't expose his weakness like that and put Hayun in unneeded danger). Someday, he'll see the cold and calculating side of Yohan that strikes fear into hearts. And on that day, Hayun will truly understand how very precious he is to Yohan.

A glint of wickedness cuts through the warmth in his eyes, mischief creeping into his smile.

"Does that mean you're ready to sleep with me?" Though he asks, it's mostly in jest. He doesn't expect Hayun to go legs up for him the instant he decided he wanted to be with Yohan. He's gathered that Hayun's a virgin and while they've fooled around (a very little by Yohan's standards), he truly doesn't think making this decision to be Yohan's boyfriend is one and the same as saying 'Yes, Yohan, I'm ready for you to take my virginity.'

Someday, he'll see the side of Yohan that's currently being hidden from him and he'll be able to really appreciate the side that he has. This sweet and caring side, and the one that's oh so warm. The side that he thinks everyone gets but in reality it's so few. Someday he'll see firsthand just how wrong he is. And just how meaningful this all really is.

Hayun tries to hold Yohan's gaze but with those slight changes creeping into his expression, he can't. There's just something about it that Hayun can't handle. He doesn't know what to do with himself when Yohan looks at him like that.

"While we're here, I think I'd like to." It's a quiet admission, as though he's not sure it's okay for him to say that out loud. Which is such a strange feeling considering they've done (at least in Hayun's opinion) quite a bit of fooling around. Sex doesn't seem like that big of a leap, but it's still a huge step. It's a huge step for Hayun and feels like a huge step for their whole relationship moving forward. "You've probably already figured it out but, um, I've never had sex before. I'm a virgin. I hope that doesn't change anything."

Looks at him like what? Like he's someone sexually desirable? Like he's a tasty little snack Yohan wants to devour whole? Who could possibly withstand such looks!

Yohan could make light of Hayun's confession, feign shock at 'learning' his brand new boyfriend and soon-to-be-lover is a virgin. He could tell Hayun that the only thing hearing him say that changes is how his dick went from being soft to not-quite-as-soft. Ah, but he'd be lying if he said being the first didn't thrill him. But there's no making light of it. No teasing Hayun when he's made yet another important decision in his young life.

He wasn't wholly prepared for this exact turn of events to happen on this exact couch. Which meant, he left the lube in the bedroom. Perhaps it's better for their first time to be in a comfortable bed where Hayun can rest when they're done. They haven't done much so far. He's never even put his fingers or a toy in Hayun's asshole. But they've definitely fooled around enough for Hayun to get a feel for how big Yohan is.

But just in case he's forgotten, Yohan takes the hand of the arm draped across his stomach and slides it down, slides is under the opening of his robe, rubs it shamelessly against his quickly stiffening cock.

"We can do it right now if you want."

Clearly not Hayun. He can't withstand such looks. He's not yet accustomed to someone looking at him like that. If anyone's done it in the past, he hasn't really taken notice. He hasn't often noticed anyone taking interest in him unless they've outright said it. He's had other things to focus on.

But now, all he has is Yohan. Yohan is his entire focus now. It doesn't matter if he tries to look away, turn his attention to something else, it's all Yohan now. Yohan his boyfriend. Wow, he actually made that decision, didn't he? It both feels like a weight's been lifted from his shoulders and one is pressing down on him. A new one. A different one. It's only words but it makes everything feel so much different now. More substantial in a way that he can't explain. He's no longer just cuddling on the couch with this kind older man, he's alone in a cabin on a mountain with his boyfriend.

Wow.

His eyes follow his hand as Yohan guides it into his robe, watches as it disappears under the fuzzy fabric. He pulls in a deep, somewhat shaky breath when his palm presses against Yohan's hardening erection, when Yohan uses Hayun's hand to rub his cock. It's big. He already had an idea of Yohan's size before but... does it feel bigger? Is it his imagination playing tricks on him because of it's future destination? Oh. This all suddenly got very real.

Hayun nods slowly as he tears his eyes away from watching his hand move beneath the robe so he can look at Yohan's face. "Okay." No, that's not a good enough answer. It sounds like he's just going along with it because he thinks he should. Which is not entirely inaccurate, but it's also not the whole truth. "I want to." That's the rest of the truth. That's the overwhelming majority of the truth.

It's very real now. Their entire dynamic shifted, even if only slightly. It's a commitment now. Not just to more physical intimate relationship, but to each other. Now they'll take care of each other, each in their own way.

He knows Hayun's nervous. Who wouldn't be? He's been with enough boys for their first time to know it's common, natural even. He's also done this enough to know to ask a few questions before diving in dick first.

"I'm not asking this because I think you're ignorant or anything like that," he prefaces. "I need to know how much you understand about how two men have sex together." Is his knowledge the completely academic 'insert Tab A into Slot B'? Does he understand the preparation that needs to take place? That sort of stuff is important. They're already going into territory unknown to Hayun. Yohan wants to make it as easy as possible for the boy.

Yohan may see it as 'slightly' but Hayun sees it as a rather significant shift. From friends to boyfriends. Hayun was just some kid who followed Yohan around (at least that's how he felt much of the time) and now he's Yohan's partner. Even if he's not sure he'll ever truly see himself as a partner to someone like Yohan. Even if that's exactly what they are to each other now, it doesn't feel like the right word to describe them.

Of course Hayun is nervous. He's facing down losing his virginity to Yohan. He was sure he would happen someday, though he assumed that it would be with someone equally as inexperienced as him. Is it better that it's with someone who knows more about what he's doing? It'll be better because it's not someone who's fumbling around and trying to figure things out right alongside him, right? He knows it'll be better because it's with someone he cares about but the rest, he's not so sure of.

"I know... where it goes." His eyes drop back to his hand beneath Yohan's robe so there's little mistaking what he means by 'it'. And that's about the extent of his knowledge. Which he's a little embarrassed about, honestly. He feels like he should know more. Even if he's never done any of it before, he feels like he should know more about the particulars of being with another man as opposed to the very vague 'tab A, slot B' of it.

"Okay," he acknowledges with a nod. It makes sense. Hayun's young and probably hasn't had anyone he's been interested in getting physically intimate with before now. So why would there be any curiosity prompting him to do some research?

"Do you want me to explain it all to you know or as we're going through it? Will it make you more or less nervous?"

Said all while he's still rubbing Hayun's hand on his dick to get it harder.

Hayun's not been interested in anyone enough to go any further than a few rather chastise kisses here and there so he hasn't really explored much further than that. He's never even really explored his own body or watched porn (though porn would've just left him with more questions and a poor understanding of how everything works). He knows the general mechanics but had no reason to look deeper. He figured he could once he got there, but now he's here and he wishes he knew more.

"Explain it to me as we go. It might be easier to digest then, you know? Explaining it all to me right now might be a little overwhelming." It feels weird to casually talk about something not so casual, all while Yohan and rubbing his dick with Hayun's hand. Something that Hayun's not been able to stop watching happen until the fuzzy fabric since he looked back down.

At that, Yohan's movement paused. Paused and he moved his hand from atop Hayun's. "Okay. Let's go to the bedroom." Hayun's first time should be as comfortable as possible. They'll have room to move around and explore fully. Plus, well, the lube's in there and they're going to need that.

When Yohan takes his hand from atop Hayun's, Hayun carefully pulls his hand out of Yohan's robe. With their hands out of the way, it's easier to see what he's been feeling under his palm: Yohan's erection. An impressive erection, even while still covered in the robe. And a mildly panic-inducing one. He doesn't even try to hide the fact that he can't tear his eyes away from it, even as he slips out from under Yohan's arm and climbs to his feet so they can go into the bedroom. A nice, comfortable place for his first time.

"I have a question. How is that- I mean, how are you supposed to, um... you know. It's kinda... and I'm..." Well, he has parts of a question. How is Yohan's dick meant to fit in him? It's big and Hayun isn't. If anything, Hayun's feeling especially small right about now. Perfectly unequipped for Yohan.

It's a reasonable question. And though it amuses him the way Hayun stammers through it, he doesn't laugh. No, it's not a topic he wants to treat lightly in front of a boy with no experience. Yohan pushes himself from the couch, reaching out for one of Hayun's hands as they make their way to the bedroom.

"Preparation," he answers honestly. "I'm going to use lube and my fingers to open you up enough to take it."

Hayun is a little nervous as it is and making light of his half asked question would probably only make it worse. A small part of him would understand because he's sure he sounds absolutely ridiculous, but the rest of him would just feel all the more nervous for it. It would just remind him of how inexperienced he is, especially compared to someone so much older than him like Yohan.

Reaching out to take Yohan's hand, he pads along behind him toward the bedroom. He feels like his heart is beating faster with every step. Last night, this was just a place where he could curl up next to Yohan and fall asleep while being comforted by his presence. Tonight, it's the place where he's going to lose his virginity. That's a significant shift.

"Preparation," he repeats with an absent nod of his head. Of course preparation is necessary. That makes sense. But what kind of- Oh. "Your fingers to o- ...okay." Yohan is being very straightforward and almost clinical with his answers. Hayun likes that he's doing that, that there's no beating around the bush or trying to sugarcoat it in any way. Hayun doesn't need sugarcoating right now. He needs proper explanations. He exhales slowly and nods his head again. "Okay."

With them having gotten into the bedroom, Hayun gently tugs his hand free of Yohan's grasp and makes a circle with his thumb and forefinger (roughly about how big around he estimates Yohan's cock to be). With his other hand, he starts to put his fingers, one at a time, into the hole. Trying to figure out (and thus, prepare himself) for how many fingers to might take to open him up enough for someone Yohan's size.

"...not all at once, right?"

It's the bed they've been sharing for the duration of this trip (though there is another room that Hayun has been free to use). And now it feels like so much more than just a bed. Yohan's had a lot of firsts. He's been first to a lot of boys. And every time is special.

"No, darling," he assures. "Not all at once. One at a time. It may feel strange at first, but as long as you breathe and try to stay as relaxed as you can, it won't hurt. If it gets painful, you tell me right away. Don't try to bear it out. You tell me."

Hurting a partner is never part of the plan. But first times, they're not always comfortable. Not at first. Not until the boy relaxes more. Not until Yohan finds that sweet spot that will make him lose his breath and see stars.

Yohan shrugs out of his robe, the flannel pajamas following it swiftly to the floor. It's probably the first time Hayun's seen him completely naked. It probably isn't the first time he's seen the single ugly scar on Yohan's abdomen in the soft spot just near his left hip; a reminder of a betrayal some time ago that nearly cost him his life. It was only Siwoo's quick thinking that saved Yohan. There's a damn good reason why Yohan trusts Siwoo with his life. Other than that, he's what one might consider flawless. All toned muscle and tan skin.

"Will it make you more or less nervous if I help you undress?"

That makes sense. Yohan's answer makes sense and it feels like the obvious answer, but the question sprung to Hayun's mind and he had to ask it. Clear up any possible confusion, of which there is still much. This is just as much about learning as it is about having sex with his first boyfriend for the first time. He reduces the number of fingers in the circle back down to one and then drops his hands to his sides.

"I'll tell you." One of the easiest things he's ever agreed to. He doesn't want his first time to be remembered for how much it hurt, or how long he had to suffer through the pain of it before he started to feel anything else. He wants to be able to remember this as the night he was intimate for the first time when a man he really cares about, and who really cares about him. "If it gets painful, I'll tell you right away."

Hayun unconsciously pulls his own robe a little more tightly around himself when Yohan's falls to the floor. His eyes follow its descent, and then that of the flannel pyjamas as well. He knows what the pile of clothing on the floor means and yet it takes him a little by surprise when he looks back up at Yohan and sees that the man has been laid bare before him. He would've liked to be subtle as he took in the full scope of Yohan's body, but he's not. He's very open in the way he looks Yohan over, giving each part of his body equal attention (save for the scar and the man's dick. His eyes linger on the scar a little longer than the rest, and he gives Yohan's dick a little less attention. He's trying to not get caught back up in 'how is that going to fit?' since, even with the very straightforward explanation, it doesn't make sense again). He's just as beautiful out of clothing as he is in them. Maybe a little more, actually. The well-defined muscle and beautifully even tanned skin. A stark contrast to his thin, pale boyfriend.

Loosening his grip on his own robe, Hayun pushes it back off of his shoulders and lets it fall to the floor. That's as far as he goes, though. He's still left standing there in his pyjama pants and t-shirt, as well as hsi heavy sweater. He'd intended on undressing himself, like Yohan did, but he doesn't get very far. He even tucks his hands into the pocket of his sweater as though to indicate that he'll make it no further on his own.

"Less nervous."

Good. Hayun understands that this is supposed to be a good experience for him, too. A beautiful and cherished memory. But Yohan also wants to give him realistic expectations. It's Hayun's first time, so there will be nerves and discomfort. He'll do all he can to minimize both for his precious boy.

Yohan certainly doesn't mind Hayun's eyes on him. He savors it, in fact. Hayun can take all the time he wants to look Yohan over. There's no shyness in him. He's full of natural confidence borne of knowing what he looks like in others' eyes. He works hard, stays in shape. He has to be able to escape a bad situation if need be.

"Alright," he nods as he steps closer. A hand runs over Hayun's hair, gentle to help set him at ease. His fingers brush the boy's cheek, then trail down the side of his throat, over the shoulder of his fuzzy sweater. "Hands up."

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