Cherry Bomb
Title: Cherry Bomb
Author: 4everxd
Rating: PG
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Humor, AU
Summary: Jaejoong tends to take drastic measures when he wants to get something he likes.
A/N: Okay, so I decided to post it. I got inspired by the 70s and the movie The Runaways. Also as you can see the song Cherry Bomb by Runaways is the main reason I wrote this one shot. I am sorry in advance for any grammatical errors. If anyone wants to beta this, do message me.
The sequel: Do you wanna touch?
Cherry Bomb
The night was cold. The wind was blowing just enough to bring goose bumps on peoples’ skin. The small town was bustling with life as the night continued. Dim lights everywhere, bringing light to the corners of brick wall buildings.
Young people could be seen everywhere, some laughing, others greeting each other; meeting outside the entrance of a random bar.
True to that statement many teenagers were bundled up at the entrance of the most popular bar in town. Having just finished the exam period many students were happily getting ready to spend the night and enjoy the youthful life.
Hoots were heard mixing with sound of the lively town as the said bunch of teenagers got inside the bar, finally having access to the adult life.
Among those teenagers someone was missing just yet. Arriving a few minutes later than the others was the golden boy of school. His arrival outside the bar making heads turn, having heard the roaring sound of the motorcycle he was riding. Many girls examined with delight the long legs that led to a nice built body and an even nicer handsome face.
He is Jung Yunho, the most discussed boy in town. Young and manly, the eighteen year old boy slowly walked over the entrance. His appearance is attracting more attention than necessary; the leather pants and jacket not going unnoticed.
Two scary looking bodyguards and a few couples making out or talking was what greeted Yunho’s sight.
Hormones were racing at the speed of light at this age, making young people craving to experience a relationship and connect with people.
An affirmative nod was the only thing Yunho needed so he could get into the bar and of course he got that.
First step into the building Yunho’s vision was suddenly assaulted by flashing lights and moving bodies. The chilly weather outside coming to a contrast with the warm atmosphere of the bar, making Yunho a tad bit uncomfortable due to the change. The scent of alcohol and cigarettes were everywhere meaning the party of youth had already begun.
With a little difficulty, Yunho passed the people and saw his friends ordering drinks so they could sit somewhere. His friend Changmin was the first one who saw him and he nudged the other two friends immediately.
“Yo! Yunho!” Yoochun, his other friend said loudly trying to overcome the sound of music.
“Hi guys.” Hi fives were shared between the four friends.
“I thought you wouldn’t come.” Yoochun continued. It was known to almost everyone that Yunho’s parents were strict people.
Yunho looked at them knowingly. Junsu, his other friend patted lightly his back and cracked a smile.
“Anyways…what do we have here?” Yunho decided to change the subject.
“Drinks!” Yoochun and Junsu shouted excitedly with Changmin rolling his eyes in the background but smiling anyways as the bartender behind the stool quickly complied.
It was about one hour that passed and things were pretty good. Yunho had enough booze just to make him feel light-headed. His friends were at similar at situation, except Junsu who somehow got himself drunk and he is like a kid high on sugar. Yunho thinks its Yoochun’s fault. Also, Changmin being the gorgeous man he is, he has already found companion.
Yunho looked around the bar. Familiar popular songs were playing in the background and people were dancing excitedly to the rhythm of them.
Suddenly his thoughts were side tracked by the image of a beautiful face that has been hunting his mind for a while.
It seems that Kim Jaejoong didn’t join the party.
Kim Jaejoong was a rather weird and complex person in Yunho’s opinion. Jaejoong was the bad boy of school. He had this cold aura around him, quite opposite to Yunho who was nice to everyone. Jaejoong was too beautiful for boy and that pissed the boy off to no end, which explains the wild appearance and closed off attitude. He is always wearing extreme clothes and taunting boys bulkier than him into a fight because they called him pretty.
Of course none cared he was missing because apparently everyone supposedly hated him. Except maybe some older boys he was seen spending time with. Those older boys had tattoos and piercings and they were known for doing bad things, which explains the fact why everyone avoided him like a plague.
But Yunho didn’t hate him. Yunho actually admired the boy because he was not afraid to do what he wanted. Unlike him, Yunho was forced to do things that he didn’t always like but it wasn’t like he could say no. It was just the way it is.
Yunho was kind of jealous because he wanted to become a rebel and do things that none dares, except maybe Kim Jaejoong.
He wanted to feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins.
He wanted to have intense feelings
….he wanted Kim Jaejoong.
Well for now he will just have to be content with his motorcycle.
Unfortunately or fortunately for Yunho fate or better yet Kim Jaejoong had another plans for him.
A screeching noise distracted everyone in bar and stopped Yunho’s train of thoughts. All eyes were focused on the stage where the noise was heard. The abandoned drums, guitar and bass were not so abandoned anymore.
If it wasn’t for the tattooed men, Yunho thought.
Three good looking men filled the stage each of them filling the positions of a rock band except the singer position.
Gasps.
Gasps everywhere.
Yunho was really curious as to what it was happening.
“What the hell is going on?” Changmin was first to voice out his thoughts, his now girlfriend huddled up against him.
Yoochun stopped groping Junsu’s behind and the said sexually assaulted man raised one eyebrow.
Yunho looked at stage intently. He heard the clacking of boots and then the music stopped.
Another screeching sound resonated through the club and that made Yunho close his eyes. However when he opened them, he wished he hadn’t.
Kim Jaejoong came to view.
Guess who is frozen like someone poured a whole bucket of icy water on him.
Soulful brown eyes stared straight at Yunho like he killed every little and innocent puppy in town.
“Oh man, you are so fucked.” Yoochun commented.
It wasn’t an unknown fact that Jaejoong hated Yunho guts, or so they thought.
Kim Jaejoong was the devil. There is no other explanation. It was clear he wanted to make Yunho’s life a living hell. Scratch the appearance of an angel.
Ever since high school Jaejoong had found a way to torture Yunho, mostly mentally.
Now what Kim Jaejoong is going to do this time?
For sure it would cause Yunho a lot of problems. His appearance already giving Yunho a taste of what was about to come…
…since Kim Jaejoong went blond.
Blond.
Fucking blond.
Yunho repeated the word blond at least a hundred times in his mind so he could let the fact sink in.
Besides being blond, Jaejoong wore black leather pants that stuck to him like a second skin, completing the look with a very thin shirt and a leather jacket that matched the pants.
It seems someone went hardcore wild today.
Jaejoong tapped the microphone with his finger that had a big silver ring on it.
He coughed lightly as to attract everyone’s attention even though he already had it.
Then the eighteen year old boy turned his head around and looked at the rest of the band behind him. He nodded at them and looked ahead again.
The drummer hit the sticks three times.
Music started playing. It was rock and roll.
Jaejoong tapped his leg two times and he started singing. His melodious voice made everyone shocked but the boy didn’t seem to mind, his attention solely on Yunho.
Yunho knew this song. He knew it oh so very well.
Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the boy next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for!
This song was made for Jaejoong. The pretty boy knew it, Yunho knew it, and everyone knew it.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
Jaejoong looked at crowd ironically.
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild boy
He pointed at crowd and took away the microphone from stand.
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Yunho didn’t enjoy the unnecessary hip thrusts that matched to the rhythm. No, he didn’t.
Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on baby let me get to you
The blond boy rolled his hips in circles while making a “come here” motion with his hand.
Bad nights cause'n teenage blues
Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose
He squatted down, got up really fast and pointed at some ladies at the front which cheered in return.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Jaejoong bent a little and stretched his hand using the microphone stand for support. Every time he mouthed cherry bomb his lips turned into a beautiful pink pout.
Hello world I'm your wild boy
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
It was time for the instrumental break and Jaejoong got the chance to flip the microphone around his leg and put the cable around his thigh. He moved the microphone around a little before doing a sudden movement and he put back on the stand. This time again, he looked straight at Yunho and his crotch area went a little too close to the microphone stand for Yunho’s liking. The cherry on top however was when Jaejoong started moaning to the microphone, the sound nice and clear.
Yunho lost it. He completely lost there. He doesn’t know how his knees even support him anymore. The tanned boy thanked god the instrumental ended and it was time for the last verse.
Hey street boy what’s your style
Jaejoong pointed at Yunho with his finger and smirked when all the heads turned to look at him.
Your dead end dreams don't make you smile
Now his smirk tuned into a sad smile but the threatening glint in his eyes was still there.
I'll give ya something to live for
The emotions on the boy’s face changed so quickly that Yunho had problems following. Jaejoong pointed at himself and the put his hand over his crotch area where the leather didn’t hide too much from imagination.
Have ya, grab ya til your sore.
At this point Jaejoong growled, his voice dripping with sex.
The intense emotion of pure want coursed through Yunho’s body so fast he almost shuddered at the images. His head was buzzing, his heart was pounding and his hands were sweating.
This is what he wanted and he wanted it so bad.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild boy
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
The blond repeated the word cherry bomb five more times and the song ended.
Jaejoong was definitely a cherry bomb, Yunho concluded.
The crowd watched as the boy gave handshakes and hi fives to the three men and bid them good bye. He got down from the stage ignoring the whispers, the looks and the cat whistling he heard.
Everyone made a path as Jaejoong walked towards Yunho and his friends. When he saw the people continued to give him attention, he turned around abruptly and gave them a glare.
“Will you stop staring? Or I will have to make you?” Jaejoong said coldly as he took a cigarette from his packet and used his lighter to light it.
He snorted when everyone diverted their attention to music and dancing, just everywhere else from the boy. The blond put the packet of cigarettes in his back pocket and continued his way.
“Yah!” Junsu squeaked. “He is coming this way.” He said to none in particular as he moved further away.
Yunho was speechless. He couldn’t utter a word. When Jaejoong approached, Yoochun and Changmin quickly backed away too so they could leave the couple alone.
“Jaejoong….” was the only thing Yunho could say.
Jaejoong sucked at the cancer stick, the nicotine filling his lungs. He breathed out, the smoke hitting Yunho’s face gently.
“Tell me about it, stud.” Jaejoong titled his head to the right and looked expectantly at Yunho.
Yunho just remained silent, just simply staring blankly at Jaejoong and focusing on the latter’s lips whenever he sucked on the cigarette.
“Ashtray?” Yoochun butted in. He couldn’t watch his friend suffer like this.
“Thanks.” Jaejoong tapped the cigarette lightly, ash falling in the metal receptacle.
In the meantime Changmin subtly kicked Yunho hoping the other would talk now and thankfully it worked.
“Why don’t we all go somewhere to sit? Want to join us?” Yunho used all his willpower to remain calm as he put his hand around Jaejoong’s back, face close to the blond’s ear while his other hand pointed at a couch and a table not too far away.
Jaejoong turned his head slightly and looked at Yunho as he finished his cigarette.
“Sure.” He puffed out the last bit of smoke on Yunho’s face and smiled, amused when the latter chocked on air.
His friends had to stifle a laugh watching the scene unfold.
When they reached the couch, beers in hands, they sat a little separately. The other four left a good measured distance so Yunho could be more private with Jaejoong.
Everything was fine until Jaejoong decided to light another cigarette.
Before he could put the stick on his mouth, Yunho caught his wrist in a gentle grip but it didn’t leave any margins for movement.
“You shouldn’t smoke so much. It’s not good for your health.” Yunho gazed at the gorgeous eyes that hunted him at night.
Jaejoong would have none of that though. He tagged his hand away and put the cigarette between his lips anyways.
“None of your business” Jaejoong said as he glared at Yunho from under his eyelashes, eyes seductive yet angry; the cigarette moving, following the motion of his lips.
Yunho gulped, the glare affecting him more than it should have. Not a second later he saw Jaejoong looking for his lighter. The blond had left it on the table; so Yunho grabbed it and lit the cigarette for him.
“Thanks, Yunho-ah.” Jaejoong brushed his hand against Yunho’s as he took the lighter.
Yunho was really confused to say the least. He really doesn’t know how to respond to the blonds’ touches and at the same time cold behavior.
Then he thought of an idea.
“Jaejoong…want to go somewhere quieter?” He whispered to the shorter boy, his lips close to Jaejoong’s ear.
Jaejoong hummed approvingly, a smile decorating his face.
“I don’t see why not…” and a light kiss was pressed to Yunho’s ear.
The taller male felt the heat around the room rising from just a little contact.
They bid the others good bye and quickly left the bar.
Once outside, Jaejoong wondered where they would be headed.
“So where are we going?” Jaejoong asked, the chilly weather making him shudder a little.
“To the hill.” The town had a hill with a big tree on top of it that usually only couples went there at night for more romantic or secret rendezvous.
Jaejoong didn’t say anything as he followed Yunho who just hopped on the motorcycle. Using Yunho’s shoulder for support he lifted himself up and landed safely on the black vehicle.
“Lead the way, lover boy.” Jaejoong commented, his head resting on Yunho’s back and his hands wrapping around Yunho’s abdomen searching for warmth.
Yunho smiled and squeezed Jaejoong’s hand before he begun the vehicle, the roaring indicating their departure.
Author: 4everxd
Rating: PG
Pairing: YunJae
Genre: Romance, Humor, AU
Summary: Jaejoong tends to take drastic measures when he wants to get something he likes.
A/N: Okay, so I decided to post it. I got inspired by the 70s and the movie The Runaways. Also as you can see the song Cherry Bomb by Runaways is the main reason I wrote this one shot. I am sorry in advance for any grammatical errors. If anyone wants to beta this, do message me.
The sequel: Do you wanna touch?
Cherry Bomb
The night was cold. The wind was blowing just enough to bring goose bumps on peoples’ skin. The small town was bustling with life as the night continued. Dim lights everywhere, bringing light to the corners of brick wall buildings.
Young people could be seen everywhere, some laughing, others greeting each other; meeting outside the entrance of a random bar.
True to that statement many teenagers were bundled up at the entrance of the most popular bar in town. Having just finished the exam period many students were happily getting ready to spend the night and enjoy the youthful life.
Hoots were heard mixing with sound of the lively town as the said bunch of teenagers got inside the bar, finally having access to the adult life.
Among those teenagers someone was missing just yet. Arriving a few minutes later than the others was the golden boy of school. His arrival outside the bar making heads turn, having heard the roaring sound of the motorcycle he was riding. Many girls examined with delight the long legs that led to a nice built body and an even nicer handsome face.
He is Jung Yunho, the most discussed boy in town. Young and manly, the eighteen year old boy slowly walked over the entrance. His appearance is attracting more attention than necessary; the leather pants and jacket not going unnoticed.
Two scary looking bodyguards and a few couples making out or talking was what greeted Yunho’s sight.
Hormones were racing at the speed of light at this age, making young people craving to experience a relationship and connect with people.
An affirmative nod was the only thing Yunho needed so he could get into the bar and of course he got that.
First step into the building Yunho’s vision was suddenly assaulted by flashing lights and moving bodies. The chilly weather outside coming to a contrast with the warm atmosphere of the bar, making Yunho a tad bit uncomfortable due to the change. The scent of alcohol and cigarettes were everywhere meaning the party of youth had already begun.
With a little difficulty, Yunho passed the people and saw his friends ordering drinks so they could sit somewhere. His friend Changmin was the first one who saw him and he nudged the other two friends immediately.
“Yo! Yunho!” Yoochun, his other friend said loudly trying to overcome the sound of music.
“Hi guys.” Hi fives were shared between the four friends.
“I thought you wouldn’t come.” Yoochun continued. It was known to almost everyone that Yunho’s parents were strict people.
Yunho looked at them knowingly. Junsu, his other friend patted lightly his back and cracked a smile.
“Anyways…what do we have here?” Yunho decided to change the subject.
“Drinks!” Yoochun and Junsu shouted excitedly with Changmin rolling his eyes in the background but smiling anyways as the bartender behind the stool quickly complied.
It was about one hour that passed and things were pretty good. Yunho had enough booze just to make him feel light-headed. His friends were at similar at situation, except Junsu who somehow got himself drunk and he is like a kid high on sugar. Yunho thinks its Yoochun’s fault. Also, Changmin being the gorgeous man he is, he has already found companion.
Yunho looked around the bar. Familiar popular songs were playing in the background and people were dancing excitedly to the rhythm of them.
Suddenly his thoughts were side tracked by the image of a beautiful face that has been hunting his mind for a while.
It seems that Kim Jaejoong didn’t join the party.
Kim Jaejoong was a rather weird and complex person in Yunho’s opinion. Jaejoong was the bad boy of school. He had this cold aura around him, quite opposite to Yunho who was nice to everyone. Jaejoong was too beautiful for boy and that pissed the boy off to no end, which explains the wild appearance and closed off attitude. He is always wearing extreme clothes and taunting boys bulkier than him into a fight because they called him pretty.
Of course none cared he was missing because apparently everyone supposedly hated him. Except maybe some older boys he was seen spending time with. Those older boys had tattoos and piercings and they were known for doing bad things, which explains the fact why everyone avoided him like a plague.
But Yunho didn’t hate him. Yunho actually admired the boy because he was not afraid to do what he wanted. Unlike him, Yunho was forced to do things that he didn’t always like but it wasn’t like he could say no. It was just the way it is.
Yunho was kind of jealous because he wanted to become a rebel and do things that none dares, except maybe Kim Jaejoong.
He wanted to feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins.
He wanted to have intense feelings
….he wanted Kim Jaejoong.
Well for now he will just have to be content with his motorcycle.
Unfortunately or fortunately for Yunho fate or better yet Kim Jaejoong had another plans for him.
A screeching noise distracted everyone in bar and stopped Yunho’s train of thoughts. All eyes were focused on the stage where the noise was heard. The abandoned drums, guitar and bass were not so abandoned anymore.
If it wasn’t for the tattooed men, Yunho thought.
Three good looking men filled the stage each of them filling the positions of a rock band except the singer position.
Gasps.
Gasps everywhere.
Yunho was really curious as to what it was happening.
“What the hell is going on?” Changmin was first to voice out his thoughts, his now girlfriend huddled up against him.
Yoochun stopped groping Junsu’s behind and the said sexually assaulted man raised one eyebrow.
Yunho looked at stage intently. He heard the clacking of boots and then the music stopped.
Another screeching sound resonated through the club and that made Yunho close his eyes. However when he opened them, he wished he hadn’t.
Kim Jaejoong came to view.
Guess who is frozen like someone poured a whole bucket of icy water on him.
Soulful brown eyes stared straight at Yunho like he killed every little and innocent puppy in town.
“Oh man, you are so fucked.” Yoochun commented.
It wasn’t an unknown fact that Jaejoong hated Yunho guts, or so they thought.
Kim Jaejoong was the devil. There is no other explanation. It was clear he wanted to make Yunho’s life a living hell. Scratch the appearance of an angel.
Ever since high school Jaejoong had found a way to torture Yunho, mostly mentally.
Now what Kim Jaejoong is going to do this time?
For sure it would cause Yunho a lot of problems. His appearance already giving Yunho a taste of what was about to come…
…since Kim Jaejoong went blond.
Blond.
Fucking blond.
Yunho repeated the word blond at least a hundred times in his mind so he could let the fact sink in.
Besides being blond, Jaejoong wore black leather pants that stuck to him like a second skin, completing the look with a very thin shirt and a leather jacket that matched the pants.
It seems someone went hardcore wild today.
Jaejoong tapped the microphone with his finger that had a big silver ring on it.
He coughed lightly as to attract everyone’s attention even though he already had it.
Then the eighteen year old boy turned his head around and looked at the rest of the band behind him. He nodded at them and looked ahead again.
The drummer hit the sticks three times.
Music started playing. It was rock and roll.
Jaejoong tapped his leg two times and he started singing. His melodious voice made everyone shocked but the boy didn’t seem to mind, his attention solely on Yunho.
Yunho knew this song. He knew it oh so very well.
Can't stay at home, can't stay at school
Old folks say, ya poor little fool
Down the street I'm the boy next door
I'm the fox you've been waiting for!
This song was made for Jaejoong. The pretty boy knew it, Yunho knew it, and everyone knew it.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
Jaejoong looked at crowd ironically.
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild boy
He pointed at crowd and took away the microphone from stand.
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Yunho didn’t enjoy the unnecessary hip thrusts that matched to the rhythm. No, he didn’t.
Stone age love and strange sounds too
Come on baby let me get to you
The blond boy rolled his hips in circles while making a “come here” motion with his hand.
Bad nights cause'n teenage blues
Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose
He squatted down, got up really fast and pointed at some ladies at the front which cheered in return.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Jaejoong bent a little and stretched his hand using the microphone stand for support. Every time he mouthed cherry bomb his lips turned into a beautiful pink pout.
Hello world I'm your wild boy
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
It was time for the instrumental break and Jaejoong got the chance to flip the microphone around his leg and put the cable around his thigh. He moved the microphone around a little before doing a sudden movement and he put back on the stand. This time again, he looked straight at Yunho and his crotch area went a little too close to the microphone stand for Yunho’s liking. The cherry on top however was when Jaejoong started moaning to the microphone, the sound nice and clear.
Yunho lost it. He completely lost there. He doesn’t know how his knees even support him anymore. The tanned boy thanked god the instrumental ended and it was time for the last verse.
Hey street boy what’s your style
Jaejoong pointed at Yunho with his finger and smirked when all the heads turned to look at him.
Your dead end dreams don't make you smile
Now his smirk tuned into a sad smile but the threatening glint in his eyes was still there.
I'll give ya something to live for
The emotions on the boy’s face changed so quickly that Yunho had problems following. Jaejoong pointed at himself and the put his hand over his crotch area where the leather didn’t hide too much from imagination.
Have ya, grab ya til your sore.
At this point Jaejoong growled, his voice dripping with sex.
The intense emotion of pure want coursed through Yunho’s body so fast he almost shuddered at the images. His head was buzzing, his heart was pounding and his hands were sweating.
This is what he wanted and he wanted it so bad.
Hello Daddy, hello Mom
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb
Hello world I'm your wild boy
I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb!
The blond repeated the word cherry bomb five more times and the song ended.
Jaejoong was definitely a cherry bomb, Yunho concluded.
The crowd watched as the boy gave handshakes and hi fives to the three men and bid them good bye. He got down from the stage ignoring the whispers, the looks and the cat whistling he heard.
Everyone made a path as Jaejoong walked towards Yunho and his friends. When he saw the people continued to give him attention, he turned around abruptly and gave them a glare.
“Will you stop staring? Or I will have to make you?” Jaejoong said coldly as he took a cigarette from his packet and used his lighter to light it.
He snorted when everyone diverted their attention to music and dancing, just everywhere else from the boy. The blond put the packet of cigarettes in his back pocket and continued his way.
“Yah!” Junsu squeaked. “He is coming this way.” He said to none in particular as he moved further away.
Yunho was speechless. He couldn’t utter a word. When Jaejoong approached, Yoochun and Changmin quickly backed away too so they could leave the couple alone.
“Jaejoong….” was the only thing Yunho could say.
Jaejoong sucked at the cancer stick, the nicotine filling his lungs. He breathed out, the smoke hitting Yunho’s face gently.
“Tell me about it, stud.” Jaejoong titled his head to the right and looked expectantly at Yunho.
Yunho just remained silent, just simply staring blankly at Jaejoong and focusing on the latter’s lips whenever he sucked on the cigarette.
“Ashtray?” Yoochun butted in. He couldn’t watch his friend suffer like this.
“Thanks.” Jaejoong tapped the cigarette lightly, ash falling in the metal receptacle.
In the meantime Changmin subtly kicked Yunho hoping the other would talk now and thankfully it worked.
“Why don’t we all go somewhere to sit? Want to join us?” Yunho used all his willpower to remain calm as he put his hand around Jaejoong’s back, face close to the blond’s ear while his other hand pointed at a couch and a table not too far away.
Jaejoong turned his head slightly and looked at Yunho as he finished his cigarette.
“Sure.” He puffed out the last bit of smoke on Yunho’s face and smiled, amused when the latter chocked on air.
His friends had to stifle a laugh watching the scene unfold.
When they reached the couch, beers in hands, they sat a little separately. The other four left a good measured distance so Yunho could be more private with Jaejoong.
Everything was fine until Jaejoong decided to light another cigarette.
Before he could put the stick on his mouth, Yunho caught his wrist in a gentle grip but it didn’t leave any margins for movement.
“You shouldn’t smoke so much. It’s not good for your health.” Yunho gazed at the gorgeous eyes that hunted him at night.
Jaejoong would have none of that though. He tagged his hand away and put the cigarette between his lips anyways.
“None of your business” Jaejoong said as he glared at Yunho from under his eyelashes, eyes seductive yet angry; the cigarette moving, following the motion of his lips.
Yunho gulped, the glare affecting him more than it should have. Not a second later he saw Jaejoong looking for his lighter. The blond had left it on the table; so Yunho grabbed it and lit the cigarette for him.
“Thanks, Yunho-ah.” Jaejoong brushed his hand against Yunho’s as he took the lighter.
Yunho was really confused to say the least. He really doesn’t know how to respond to the blonds’ touches and at the same time cold behavior.
Then he thought of an idea.
“Jaejoong…want to go somewhere quieter?” He whispered to the shorter boy, his lips close to Jaejoong’s ear.
Jaejoong hummed approvingly, a smile decorating his face.
“I don’t see why not…” and a light kiss was pressed to Yunho’s ear.
The taller male felt the heat around the room rising from just a little contact.
They bid the others good bye and quickly left the bar.
Once outside, Jaejoong wondered where they would be headed.
“So where are we going?” Jaejoong asked, the chilly weather making him shudder a little.
“To the hill.” The town had a hill with a big tree on top of it that usually only couples went there at night for more romantic or secret rendezvous.
Jaejoong didn’t say anything as he followed Yunho who just hopped on the motorcycle. Using Yunho’s shoulder for support he lifted himself up and landed safely on the black vehicle.
“Lead the way, lover boy.” Jaejoong commented, his head resting on Yunho’s back and his hands wrapping around Yunho’s abdomen searching for warmth.
Yunho smiled and squeezed Jaejoong’s hand before he begun the vehicle, the roaring indicating their departure.