Work Text:
Felix
hi
babb
babe
baby
Seungmin
What happened?
Felix
Just sayin hi
:3
Seungmin
What happened?
Felix
ur legs
went viral
on
tiktok :(
Minho is smirking at him when Seungmin looks up from his phone. Seungmin feels his entire face twist with displeasure. He thought it was strange when his office manager offered to take him out for lunch, not even blinking when Seungmin suggested the fancy steak place down the block that the firm usually reserved for client meetings.
Seungmin leaves his boyfriend on read. He doesn’t use social media except for when he needs to use the firm’s burner account to do research for a case or client. Even then, he usually makes his assistant Jeongin do it. Whatever Felix’s message means is beyond him.
Based on the look on Minho’s face, he knows exactly what it means. Minho, while not a social media savant by any means, happens to be married to Han Jisung, Felix’s childhood best friend and editor. He runs Felix’s social accounts like a well oiled machine. If Seungmin’s legs went viral online it’s because Jisung clipped a shot of them from Felix’s stream and made them go viral.
“Who’s paying for lunch?” Seungmin asks, cutting to the chase.
Minho raises an eyebrow. “I already told you it’s on me.”
“Who’s really paying for lunch?”
“Jisung wanted to properly express his apology for,” Minho fishes his own phone and reads, “‘capitalizing on Felix’s horny audience and objectifying your match stick legs for views. Please order dessert.’”
Seungmin huffs.
When Felix quit his job as a teacher a few years ago to be a full time streamer, Seungmin made it very clear that he supported him and that a lawyer’s salary was more than enough to support both of them financially. The latter promise proved unnecessary as Felix’s streams blew up in less than a year and by the end of his second year of streaming, he was drowning in more sponsorships than he knew what to do with.
Five years in, the only thing Seungmin has ever asked is that their relationship remain separate from KittyLixStreams for the sake of his own job. Felix agreed and for the most part, they’ve managed to keep things under wraps. Over the years, of course, there has been the occasional slip-up. Sometimes, Felix’s phone lights up with a text or incoming call from Seungmin during a stream. Sometimes, Seungmin’s voice will bleed through the door to announce that dinner is on the table. More than a few times, Seungmin has come in to Felix’s streaming room to deliver a bowl of fruit or one of those rancid energy drinks he insists stay on the grocery shopping list, and part of Seungmin’s body will get caught on camera.
Minho slides his phone across the table, and Seungmin realizes that’s exactly what’s happened. A short clip shows Felix sitting cutely in his pink gamer chair, signature matching kitty headset on and eyes glued to the screen where he’s playing League. A moment into the clip there’s the faint sound of the door opening and a body becomes visible from the waist down. The chopped apples Seungmin brought into the room aren’t even captured by the camera. Just a clear shot of Seungmin in his running shorts from the waist down.
The clip has over 1 million views. The caption is a familiar one.
Broomie back with a leg show.
It is not unusual that parts of Seungmin’s body go viral. After the first time it happened, Felix reluctantly confirmed that he lived with a roommate but asked his audience to respect his privacy. The confirmation has not stopped the internet sleuths. What they have figured out is that Seungmin often has Felix’s streams going in the other room because when Felix mentions being hungry or thirsty, he will appear, always out of frame, handing over a snack or drink.
When his followers first picked up on it, they’d trended #BigRoommateIsAlwaysWatching which had eventually shortened, affectionately, to “Broomie.”
If Jisung is apologizing, it is not for objectifying and capitalizing on his body for views.
“Apparently,” Minho says, “Felix has spent the morning reading the comments.”
Seungmin sighs and returns to eating his steak. He’ll need the energy for whatever waits for him at home. While he’s at it, he flags the waiter over and orders the most expensive dessert on the menu.
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When Seungmin gets home, the apartment is quiet. The lights in the kitchen and living room are off and there is no familiar sliver of light spilling out from beneath the closed door of Felix’s streaming room. So, Seungmin shucks off his coat, washes his hands at the kitchen sink and heads to the bedroom.
The bedroom lights are dimmed and the fairy lights Felix puts up in the winter are turned on, bathing the room in a lovely glow. And there, lying on the bed, is Felix. He’s on his stomach near the foot of the bed, positioned facing the doorway, propped up on his elbow scrolling on his phone. His legs are kicked up behind him, crossed at the ankle. He’s naked except for a pair of white fluffy cat ears, a white leather collar with a small pink bell, and thigh-high cream socks that have pink toe beans printed on the bottom.
He looks up when he hears Seungmin enter.
“Hi Minnie,” he says, unblinking.
“Hi baby,” Seungmin says automatically. “What’s the occasion?”
“I’m close to 3 million followers. Thought I should do something to celebrate.”
“By streaming naked?”
Felix shrugs.
“Maybe just the cat ears. I thought you might like it too, hmm puppy?”
Seungmin does like it. He started chubbing up the moment he set eyes on Felix. He’s predisposed to like anything Felix does, would have had the same reaction if he’d come in to find Felix wearing one of his ratty old dance sweatshirts and sweatpants.
He hums in appreciation and approaches the bed, hand going around Felix’s ankle, feeling the soft material of the sock.
“I’m the puppy and you’re the kitty?”
“That’s what they call you,” Felix says and unsurprisingly, there’s somewhat of a hard note in Felix’s voice. “Among other things.”
It takes Seungmin a moment to parse what he means with all the blood in his brain rushing south.
Felix has always been like this.
He speaks in breadcrumbs, leaving clues for Seungmin to follow to get to his intended meaning. It had led to a few minor miscommunications when they first started dating and one major one that resulted in them not talking for nearly a week.
But that was years ago.
Now the bread crumbs take him home every time.
Felix is jealous.
“Your followers?”
Felix just sniffs, lets out a pointed little meow which Seungmin knows means he’s right. He kicks his leg out of Seungmin’s grip and tosses his phone to the side, coming up to his knees so he’s kneeling in front of him.
He looks up, cocking his head to the side, pouting. His kitty ears are slightly askew in his blonde hair, eyes wide and just a little bit watery, an effect he can somehow produce on command that drives Seungmin crazy. He’s bare faced too, freckles pronounced from all the sun he caught at their vacation last month.
Seungmin swallows.
Perhaps jealousy is the wrong word. Felix doesn’t get jealous per say. Not really. Like a real cat, he can be, at times, extremely territorial. When those feelings arise, they always seem to manifest like this: with Felix kneeling between Seungmin’s legs looking like his greatest wet dream.
The first time it happened had left Seungmin stewing in a strange brew of horny guilt. He didn’t want Felix dressing up for Seungmin, trying to please or seduce him because he was jealous or anxious. So Seungmin had overcompensated, trying to reassure Felix that he had nothing to worry about.
Now, he understands that what Felix is after isn’t reassurance.
It’s satisfaction.
“What else do your followers say about me?” he asks, proud when his voice doesn’t come out as ragged as he feels.
Felix runs his small hands up Seungmin’s legs, tracing along the inner seam of his work slacks and up the fly, unbuttoning and unzipping him with familiar coordination, freeing his cock from the confines of fabric.
Seungmin sucks in a breath as Felix begins to touch him, small hand wrapping around his length, stroking him slowly, maintaining eye contact as he does it, dick inches from his face. The other hand settles possessively on his thigh, fingers digging into him.
Felix blinks up at him.
“Some of them say you have gay knees.”
It startles a laughter out of him.
“What?” he asks and then wheezes when the grip around his cock tightens, accompanied by a pout.
“Others say I’ve been hiding you away on purpose. My hot roommate. My hot single roommate, they’re saying,” he grits out.
He increases his pace, paying special attention to his cockhead, twisting and applying pressure in the way he knows Seungmin likes, bringing him embarrassingly close to the edge.
“Oh?” is all Seungmin manages to get out, hands flexing at his sides with the urge to reach down and slide a hand along Felix’s cheek or behind the soft fur of his cat ears. But he knows better to intervene when Felix is like this.
“They keep leaving their phone numbers and emails in the comments, asking for a chance.”
Felix strokes him faster, almost furious with his movements.
Seungmin is about to come.
He knows it’s what Felix wants but there’s still something slightly humiliating about it, still fully dressed in his work clothes, hardly back for more than a few minutes and here he is, hunched and panting over the bed trying not to come immediately. Felix says jump and Seungmin asks how high. Felix says bark and Seungmin asks how loud.
“You know I’m yours,” Seungmin says, earnesty bleeding into his voice despite himself.
Earnest even though it’s been a long time since Seungmin was the shy law student with a crush on the bubbly education student. A long time since Felix sat restless and distracted in the law library, trying and failing to study in the overcrowded space because his own department was undergoing renovations. A long time since Seungmin asked if Felix might want to study back at his place instead. A long time since he asked if maybe when they were done studying, Felix might want to check out the cafe down the street together or the concert his friend was putting on that evening. A long time since Seungmin dressed up in the suit he usually reserved for court and took Felix to the movies, gingerly pulling him aside outside of the theater to hold his hands and admit that he thinks of him as more than just a friend.
Felix looks at him now the same way he did back then—smiling guilelessly and a little endeared like Seungmin is just now delivering a punchline to an inside joke they’ve shared for years.
He pulls his hands back, rising taller on his knees and cups Seungmin’s cheeks.
“I know that,” he says sweetly. “And soon they will too.”
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acyari_
Holy
did u see broomie’s legs
tomyystar
Are those teeth marks????
yogurtNOTfruit
The Shorts got Broomie some action
I wonder who the lucky lady is
tangerinescream
or man!
th1rdeyes
Wake up people
It’s obvious
misobugg
Wdym
seunglixskies
R u srs
They’re clearly lovers
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