MBLAQ - "A Punch For Your Thoughts" [PG]
Title: A Punch For Your Thoughts
Chapter: 2/3
Fandoms: MBLAQ
Pairing: Joon/Seungho
Rating: PG
Summary: Joon reveals the reason why he hurt Seungho ... and G.O. is his awesome self.
Notes: The followup to "I'll Be Your Dirty Little Secret"
G.O. sipped his coffee and watched Joon run around getting ready for his date. It was the third time that week and Seungho still hadn't said anything about his curfew breaking. G.O. watched Seungho's face for a reaction as Joon rushed out the door, saying he would be back late. The leader gave no response and continued staring at the tv.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" G.O. finally broke the silence. "He's been coming in at four in the morning every day."
Seungho shrugged and unwrapped another piece of chocolate. G.O. stared at the wrappers littering the floor and then at Seungho's emotionless face as he chewed. Since last week, Seungho's mood had been really strange. He seemed to walk around like a lifeless zombie, going through the motions but with no heart behind them. At first G.O. had let it pass, thinking he was just exhausted but now it was as if he had given up on everything.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, sitting down.
Seungho stopped chewing and paused for a second before shaking his head.
"I know there is. Come on, tell me...."
"I..I just want to be left alone."
As soon as G.O. heard the crack in his voice, he grabbed Seungho by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom. After locking the door, he turned around with his arms crossed over his chest.
"You're not leaving until you tell me what the hell is going on with you."
Seungho stared at the floor and drew circles in the tile with his toe. G.O. sighed, realizing the tough approach wouldn't work with him. Seungho was too good at keeping his feelings locked inside. He reached out and pulled the other boy into a hug. He held him tight and rubbed his back until he felt Seungho's muscles relax.
"Who broke your heart?" he asked softly.
Seungho's voice hitched and a sob erupted from his lips before his knees gave out. G.O. sank down to the floor with him and held him in his arms as he hiccuped and cried while spilling the whole story of what happened with Joon. He was so spent by the time he finished that he fell asleep as soon as G.O. helped him to his bed.
As he wiped the lingering tears from Seungho's cheeks, G.O. felt his own heart throb at the pain etched into every wrinkle and line. He gently kissed his forehead before closing the door and going into the living room to wait for Joon.
Joon froze in the doorway as soon as he saw G.O. sitting on the sofa with his lips pressed into a thin line. He tried to pretend he didn't notice and hurried towards the bedroom but he was quickly grabbed by the shirt and shoved into a wall. G.O. stared at him silently before finally speaking.
"Why did you have to hurt him?"
"I don't have to answer to you."
G.O. shoved him harder into the wall and pressed an arm against his neck, "You want to try that again?"
"Are you his freaking bodyguard? Did he come crying to you and sob about his broken heart? Are you that desperate to be some sort of-"
G.O. narrowed his eyes and studied Joon's face as he yelled at him. When it looked like he was going to ramble on forever, he punched him hard in the stomach. Joon reeled back in pain and gasped for air.
"You can talk or we do this all night."
"What the hell is wrong with you? I -" Joon's voice got lost in his throat as he was punched again.
G.O. saw Seungho's outline out of the corner of his eye and pulled back his fist again. He stopped mid-flight as Joon held up his hands in defeat.
"Stop. Stop ...... I...I didn't want to hurt him. Do you have any idea how much it's been killing me to see him like that ? But..." Joon paused to compose himself as his throat got tighter. "I didn't have a choice."
G.O. released his grip and stepped back to let him talk. When he saw him hesitate, he put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"What happened?"
Joon let out a shaky breath before continuing.
"I got a message about two weeks ago from a girl who works at the studio. She said she would expose my relationship with Seungho unless I started dating her. She even attached pictures of us together as evidence. I met up with her the next day to convince her not to do it but she showed up with her friends and introduced me as her boyfriend. I...I didn't know what to do so I went along with it, thinking maybe I could get a hold of the pictures if I stuck around and..."
G.O. squeezed his arm, "but that wasn't the only reason was it?"
Joon's eyes fell shut and he leaned back against the wall.
"No, there was something else too."
G.O. nodded with understanding and patted his arm.
"I was scared," Joon finally said, his voice trembling as he continued. "I was so scared of what he did to me. It started out as something fun and we just fooled around. But then .... I couldn't stop. He was like a drug. I wanted to hold him every time his shoulders drooped with tiredness. I wanted to grab his face and kiss him every time he pouted. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to be next to him. I wanted to be the one to put a smile on his face every second of every freaking day. I couldn't breathe unless he was by my side."
"So you broke his heart?"
"I didn't know what to do. I've never felt that way about anyone before. All I knew was I had to get away before it consumed me. Letting him see the kiss was just a chance opportunity. I knew he would never let me go so when that girl showed up backstage one day, and I saw Seungho coming, I did the only thing I knew would hurt him enough to give up on me."
"You idiot."
Joon jumped in shock as Seungho's soft voice floated to his ears. Turning his head to the side, his heart twisted at the pain reflected in the watery eyes in front of him. He opened his mouth to say something, anything to make the hurt go away, but he was cut off by Seungho's lips crashing against his own. He fell back against the wall as Seungho pressed his body closer and sank his hand into Joon's hair. The memories flooded back as he was immersed in Seungho's scent and touch again. Joon couldn't contain the surge of emotions swirling around and a tear ran down his check as he wrapped his arms tightly around Seungho.
G.O. smiled softly and slipped towards the open bedroom. He scooped Mir into his arms and carried him to the next room. Setting him down on the empty bed above Chundoong, he closed the door and waited until it was clear for him to make his final move.
"I hate you," Seungho said, his voice strained and sore.
"I know."
"How could you be so stupid? You destroyed something we can never get back. We can never be like that ag-."
"I don't want to go back to that," Joon interrupted.
Seungho hung his head to hide the tears building in his eyes.
"I want this," Joon continued. "I want you. All of you. Every day. No more hiding."
Seungho reached to wipe the tears that spilled out but Joon grabbed his hand.
"I want you, tears, snot and all," he grinned, leaning in to kiss his wet cheeks.
Seungho ducked out of embarrassment and ran towards the bathroom. As he splashed water on his face, arms wrapped around him from behind. He jumped a little as warm lips pressed against his neck. Joon continued kissing him even as he blew his nose and reached for the towel to wipe his face. When he was done, he whipped the towel at Joon's head, making him cry out in pain.
Seungho grinned while Joon scowled and rubbed his head. He turned to walk towards the door but was yanked back into Joon's arms.
"You know," Joon said as he kissed his jaw. "There's still something missing. Something that would make this night complete."
"What?"
"Sex," Joon smirked just before biting Seungho gently.
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*sigh* This was suppose to be only two parts but the story just got away from me. The last chapter is about 80% done so it won't be as long a wait this time. And it's NC-17 so you guys can finally stop bugging me for smut. I gave in. Okay? I gave in! *hangs head*
Chapter: 2/3
Fandoms: MBLAQ
Pairing: Joon/Seungho
Rating: PG
Summary: Joon reveals the reason why he hurt Seungho ... and G.O. is his awesome self.
Notes: The followup to "I'll Be Your Dirty Little Secret"
G.O. sipped his coffee and watched Joon run around getting ready for his date. It was the third time that week and Seungho still hadn't said anything about his curfew breaking. G.O. watched Seungho's face for a reaction as Joon rushed out the door, saying he would be back late. The leader gave no response and continued staring at the tv.
"Aren't you going to say anything?" G.O. finally broke the silence. "He's been coming in at four in the morning every day."
Seungho shrugged and unwrapped another piece of chocolate. G.O. stared at the wrappers littering the floor and then at Seungho's emotionless face as he chewed. Since last week, Seungho's mood had been really strange. He seemed to walk around like a lifeless zombie, going through the motions but with no heart behind them. At first G.O. had let it pass, thinking he was just exhausted but now it was as if he had given up on everything.
"Is something wrong?" he asked, sitting down.
Seungho stopped chewing and paused for a second before shaking his head.
"I know there is. Come on, tell me...."
"I..I just want to be left alone."
As soon as G.O. heard the crack in his voice, he grabbed Seungho by the arm and dragged him into the bathroom. After locking the door, he turned around with his arms crossed over his chest.
"You're not leaving until you tell me what the hell is going on with you."
Seungho stared at the floor and drew circles in the tile with his toe. G.O. sighed, realizing the tough approach wouldn't work with him. Seungho was too good at keeping his feelings locked inside. He reached out and pulled the other boy into a hug. He held him tight and rubbed his back until he felt Seungho's muscles relax.
"Who broke your heart?" he asked softly.
Seungho's voice hitched and a sob erupted from his lips before his knees gave out. G.O. sank down to the floor with him and held him in his arms as he hiccuped and cried while spilling the whole story of what happened with Joon. He was so spent by the time he finished that he fell asleep as soon as G.O. helped him to his bed.
As he wiped the lingering tears from Seungho's cheeks, G.O. felt his own heart throb at the pain etched into every wrinkle and line. He gently kissed his forehead before closing the door and going into the living room to wait for Joon.
Joon froze in the doorway as soon as he saw G.O. sitting on the sofa with his lips pressed into a thin line. He tried to pretend he didn't notice and hurried towards the bedroom but he was quickly grabbed by the shirt and shoved into a wall. G.O. stared at him silently before finally speaking.
"Why did you have to hurt him?"
"I don't have to answer to you."
G.O. shoved him harder into the wall and pressed an arm against his neck, "You want to try that again?"
"Are you his freaking bodyguard? Did he come crying to you and sob about his broken heart? Are you that desperate to be some sort of-"
G.O. narrowed his eyes and studied Joon's face as he yelled at him. When it looked like he was going to ramble on forever, he punched him hard in the stomach. Joon reeled back in pain and gasped for air.
"You can talk or we do this all night."
"What the hell is wrong with you? I -" Joon's voice got lost in his throat as he was punched again.
G.O. saw Seungho's outline out of the corner of his eye and pulled back his fist again. He stopped mid-flight as Joon held up his hands in defeat.
"Stop. Stop ...... I...I didn't want to hurt him. Do you have any idea how much it's been killing me to see him like that ? But..." Joon paused to compose himself as his throat got tighter. "I didn't have a choice."
G.O. released his grip and stepped back to let him talk. When he saw him hesitate, he put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"What happened?"
Joon let out a shaky breath before continuing.
"I got a message about two weeks ago from a girl who works at the studio. She said she would expose my relationship with Seungho unless I started dating her. She even attached pictures of us together as evidence. I met up with her the next day to convince her not to do it but she showed up with her friends and introduced me as her boyfriend. I...I didn't know what to do so I went along with it, thinking maybe I could get a hold of the pictures if I stuck around and..."
G.O. squeezed his arm, "but that wasn't the only reason was it?"
Joon's eyes fell shut and he leaned back against the wall.
"No, there was something else too."
G.O. nodded with understanding and patted his arm.
"I was scared," Joon finally said, his voice trembling as he continued. "I was so scared of what he did to me. It started out as something fun and we just fooled around. But then .... I couldn't stop. He was like a drug. I wanted to hold him every time his shoulders drooped with tiredness. I wanted to grab his face and kiss him every time he pouted. I wanted to see his face. I wanted to be next to him. I wanted to be the one to put a smile on his face every second of every freaking day. I couldn't breathe unless he was by my side."
"So you broke his heart?"
"I didn't know what to do. I've never felt that way about anyone before. All I knew was I had to get away before it consumed me. Letting him see the kiss was just a chance opportunity. I knew he would never let me go so when that girl showed up backstage one day, and I saw Seungho coming, I did the only thing I knew would hurt him enough to give up on me."
"You idiot."
Joon jumped in shock as Seungho's soft voice floated to his ears. Turning his head to the side, his heart twisted at the pain reflected in the watery eyes in front of him. He opened his mouth to say something, anything to make the hurt go away, but he was cut off by Seungho's lips crashing against his own. He fell back against the wall as Seungho pressed his body closer and sank his hand into Joon's hair. The memories flooded back as he was immersed in Seungho's scent and touch again. Joon couldn't contain the surge of emotions swirling around and a tear ran down his check as he wrapped his arms tightly around Seungho.
G.O. smiled softly and slipped towards the open bedroom. He scooped Mir into his arms and carried him to the next room. Setting him down on the empty bed above Chundoong, he closed the door and waited until it was clear for him to make his final move.
"I hate you," Seungho said, his voice strained and sore.
"I know."
"How could you be so stupid? You destroyed something we can never get back. We can never be like that ag-."
"I don't want to go back to that," Joon interrupted.
Seungho hung his head to hide the tears building in his eyes.
"I want this," Joon continued. "I want you. All of you. Every day. No more hiding."
Seungho reached to wipe the tears that spilled out but Joon grabbed his hand.
"I want you, tears, snot and all," he grinned, leaning in to kiss his wet cheeks.
Seungho ducked out of embarrassment and ran towards the bathroom. As he splashed water on his face, arms wrapped around him from behind. He jumped a little as warm lips pressed against his neck. Joon continued kissing him even as he blew his nose and reached for the towel to wipe his face. When he was done, he whipped the towel at Joon's head, making him cry out in pain.
Seungho grinned while Joon scowled and rubbed his head. He turned to walk towards the door but was yanked back into Joon's arms.
"You know," Joon said as he kissed his jaw. "There's still something missing. Something that would make this night complete."
"What?"
"Sex," Joon smirked just before biting Seungho gently.
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*sigh* This was suppose to be only two parts but the story just got away from me. The last chapter is about 80% done so it won't be as long a wait this time. And it's NC-17 so you guys can finally stop bugging me for smut. I gave in. Okay? I gave in! *hangs head*