Getting in You Pants 14
Getting In Your Pants 14/?
Genre: Comedy/Romance(possibly)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Lee Junho's life is anything but perfect. His girlfriend has just left him, his boss is threatening to fire him(while performing sexual harassment with his eyes) and now some kid (well not a kid) has just put a hole in his $800 pants! Junho knows this kid is going to be nothing but trouble in his life but will he let him stay by his side? Of course he will, because this boy owes him a new pair of pants.
Author's Notes: I'm trying another ChanHo fic, I have no idea how it is going to turn out or even how the end is... But please enjoy anyways!! I swear I've got too many fics going at once... This one isn't even on the list... DEDICATING THIS FIC TO kanashimi_desu BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, Not in Love wouldn't have been so popular ;P
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho dropped his suitcase on his desk like it had weighed a ton or carried bricks. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. He wondered if this was all his ex-girlfriend's fault for dumping him because if she hadn't, he would've been able to pay for those $800 pants that Chansung ripped. If he had been able to pay, he would have never needed that other boy to befriend him. Junho shook his head, it was too late now to point fingers and blame other people.
He plopped down in his chair, staring at the blank computer screen. He put his fingers on the keyboard and began to type.
I'm sorry.
He hit the backspace key.
I'm so sorry.
He sighed, hitting the button a little harder.
I think I love you.
Junho bit his tongue accidentally, causing his emotions to roil to the top as he grabbed his keyboard and was about to throw it when something caught his eye.
“Problems Junho?”
“Mm, no sir... I was just...” Junho shook the keyboard, turning it upside. “I heard rattling and wondered what it was.”
“Ah...”
“Hey Doojoon, I have something to go over with you.” Taecyeon walked into the room, stopping once he saw Junho.
Doojoon's eyes travelled from the tallest boy to the other. He spotted something and focused on it. “Junho, you have something on your neck.”
Without a moments hesitation, Junho slapped his hand on his neck and kept his eyes glued to his desk. The boss noticed how Taecyeon avoided looking at the younger boy and he raised a brow. 'Did I get them messed up?' He shrugged. “Let's go to my office Taecyeon-sshi and talk.”
Junho put his face into his hands, closing his eyes and trying to clear his head. Too many thoughts flooded his mind and there was really no better place to be.
“Hey... You know sleeping on the job will...”
He raised his head, wear completely readable on his face. Junsu's frown deepened. “I have papers for the boss.”
“Taecyeon is in there.” Junho said, making the other boy freeze as he reached for the doorhandle. As if fate was playing a horrible joke, the door opened and Taecyeon was standing behind it.
The two boys stared at each other for a moment before Junsu walked passed the tall boy, shoving the papers to Doojoon and walking away. Taecyeon exhaled as he tightened his fists at his side. “I'll be around tomorrow to pick that up.” He walked away slowly, knowing it was useless to even try to approach Junsu.
Work wasn't a big enough distracting for Junho as the day finally ended. He had hit the backspace button so much that the label was starting to rub off. His typo was always the same, a heartfelt apology that no one would ever read. He was too caught up in work that he didn't notice Doojoon come out of his office.
“Hey, you don't get paid for overtime.” The boss laughed.
“Huh?”
Doojoon tapped his watch. “You've been off for 5 minutes now.”
“Oh, I've still got...”
“Finish it tomorrow Junho. Go home.. Sleep or something.”
Junho sighed. “Yes sir.” He gathered up his things and dragged his feet out the front door. He didn't raise his head until reached the top step and stopped. His eyes scanned the crowd of business men and woman, looking at them for the first time. His eyes widened on something colourful.
“I'm not here for you.” Chansung said before cursing at himself. “What I mean is this is a habit that I have to break myself out of...” He pushed off the railing, turning his back on Junho and walking away.
“Wait.” The small boy said in a whisper. “... Wait!” Junho ran off the steps, following the tall boy. “Chansung!”
“Stay away from me Junho.”
“No! I...” Junho grabbed the tall boy's wrist and turned him around. Chansung was about to glare when he felt lips press into his. His eyes went with surprise until he remembered where they were and shoved Junho away.
“What are you doing?! Have you lost your mind?!”
“No.” Junho shook his head. “I'm thinking clearly now.”
“Oh? Have you decided that this is the end? You've finally realized that you're a fag and that you and you're boyfriend can go live together in that bed you never let him sleep in?”
“No! I've thought about you!”
“I told you I'll pay you back.”
Hurt flashed in the smaller boy's eyes. “Shut up.” He said, grabbing Chansung's collar and pulling him close. “That's not what this is about. This isn't about Taecyeon or my pants. This is about you and me.. Chansung, I...” Junho bit his lip.
Chansung suddenly crashed their lips together, causing a chill to run down the smaller boy's spine. Time stilled as their lips met and Junho could feel his heart pound against his ribs. They broke away from a second before they met in a greedy kiss that made Junho start to pant. He felt Chansung's tongue invade his mouth, making his knees buckle and the tall boy held him up.
“C-Chansung... Not here.”
The younger boy stopped, suddenly forgetting where they were. “Your place?”
Junho smiled, blushing from embarrassment. He yelped when he was picked up and carried. “Y-yah, what are you doing?”
“I can't wait Junho.”
The small boy bounced with wide eyes as he was carried all the way home, letting Chansung struggle with the keys before taking him into the apartment and throwing him onto the bed. Junho watched the tall boy crawl on top of him, seizing his lips once more before pushing his tongue into his mouth. He was pushed back into the bed as Chansung's hands moved up and down his body. His mind barely had time to work as the other boy had him losing his breath. “C-Chansung..”
Chansung groped every soft muscle in the small boy's body before cupping his cheek and tilted his head to give him better access of Junho's mouth. The older boy was panting and whimpering under him as his hands clutched at his shirt. He grabbed the small boy's belt, ripping it open before sliding his hand in and around to grope Junho's ass.
Junho gasped, lifting his hips off the bed. “Chansung wait!”
The tall boy ignored Junho as he continued to massage the soft flesh in his hand. A loud chime went off in his pocket and he chose to ignore it until the older boy pushed him away.
“A-aren't you going to answer that?”
“It's probably not important.” Chansung said, attacking the small boy's neck.
“A-ah Chansung please!”
The tall boy sighed, pulling out his phone and answering it. Junho pulled down his shirt as he eyed the other boy. He gritted his teeth as he looked down to his open pants as they were almost off his hips. He jumped when Chansung snapped his phone shut. “What's this?” The tall boy poked Junho's neck.
“U-uh...”
“It's from him, isn't it?”
Junho's lack of eye contact told him all he needed to know. He slid between the small boy's legs, planting his lips on Junho's neck.
“W-what are you...” The older boy exhaled as long fingers moved under his shirt and travelled up his chest. He felt Chansung's tongue move against his skin, making him shudder and grow goosebumps. He cringed when the tall boy dug his teeth into his skin.
“There... Now it's my mark.”
Junho swallowed, looking into the younger boy's eyes.
“Don't let him touch you ever again... Even to hug you...”
“Kind of possessive, aren't we?”
“To be honest, I don't know if I can trust you...”
Junho's brow furrowed. “That hurts you know.”
“Think, have you ever given me a reason?”
“I've trusted you more than anything.”
Chansung sighed. “That's not the point. I think I should move in.”
“Wait what?”
“It's the only way I can keep my eye on you Junho. I'm here every day anyways... Unless you don't want me to. I'd understand considering you're used to living here by yourself.”
Junho stared at the tall boy, not giving him an answer.
“You're not going to answer me?” Chansung rolled up the older boy's shirt to his belly button, kissing the skin just above it. “Fine. I'll make you answer.” He dipped his tongue into Junho's belly button, making the small boy shudder. He moved lower, licking down the older boy's trail and stopping at the waistband of his briefs. Chansung glanced at the other boy before pulling at the elastic.
“Wait!”
“Yes?”
“You can move in... Just... Don't act like you own the place.”
Chansung smirked, wiggling up the small boy's body. “You know I wouldn't act like that.”
“W-where did this sense of dominance come from?”
“I don't know... You don't like it?”
“I... It's weird.” The doorbell went off, causing Junho to shove the tall boy off quickly.
“What was that for? It's not like they can just come in...”
Junho made his way to the door, opening with surprise.
“Hey, uh, can I talk to you?” Junsu said, rubbing his arm.
“Who is it?” Chansung called out, coming into the entry way.
“Oh, if you're busy then...”
“Wait! Don't leave...” Junho eyed the tall boy. “Chansung, can you stay in my room for a bit?”
“Uh, I guess so.”
“Junho I ... Taecyeon and I, we had a fight.” Junsu said when they sat down on the couch.
Junho swallowed nervously, knowing what it probably was about.
“I even slapped him.”
“You what? W-what happened to make you slap him?”
“He told me... He told me he loved me.” Junsu cringed.
“So? Why would that make you slap him?”
The older boy's eyes widened in confusion. “How can you say that? Don't you find it a little weird?”
Junho eyed his bedroom before looking at the other boy. “N-not really.”
“Did you know?”
“Hm? Did I know what?”
“Nevermind... I slapped him because I was angry... He caught me off guard and I didn't know how to react.”
“Junsu... I think any moment would've caught you off guard. If he told you that... That means he was really being honest with you... We've been friends for a long time... He might have been keeping that secret for a while.”
Junsu shuddered. “That's horrible... If he's had those feelings for that long... And then I did that.”
“Junsu...” Junho shuffled closer to the older boy. “How do you feel about him?”
“I... I haven't thought about it... I like him but as a friend.”
“Go home and think about it, okay? Call me and tell me your thoughts... I'm sure we can work something out... We all work together so...”
“Yeah... Okay.” Junsu stood up and the smaller boy stood with him. “So uh, what's the deal with you and Chansung?”
“Um, he's uh...”
“Come on Junho, let's go to bed!” Chansung came out of the bedroom only in pajamas pants, exposing his chest to both boys.
Junsu narrowed his eyes. “Really?”
“It's not... Uh, call me later okay?” Junho smiled, shoving the older boy out the door before turning to Chansung and glaring. The tall boy smiled back. “I'm going to kill you!” He screeched, running after the other boy as Chansung ran into the bedroom. He tackled him into the bed but the younger boy pinned him against it.
“It's about time you came back, I was getting lonely.”
“Yeah? Well satisfy yourself! I'm a working man who needs to be feed and get some sleep.”
“I'll make you some food if you'll sleep with me.”
Again, the forward, dominant Chansung was talking. Junho pushed the other boy off, making his way to the kitchen before hearing Chansung call out.
“I meant sleeping! Nothing else!”
Genre: Comedy/Romance(possibly)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Lee Junho's life is anything but perfect. His girlfriend has just left him, his boss is threatening to fire him(while performing sexual harassment with his eyes) and now some kid (well not a kid) has just put a hole in his $800 pants! Junho knows this kid is going to be nothing but trouble in his life but will he let him stay by his side? Of course he will, because this boy owes him a new pair of pants.
Author's Notes: I'm trying another ChanHo fic, I have no idea how it is going to turn out or even how the end is... But please enjoy anyways!! I swear I've got too many fics going at once... This one isn't even on the list... DEDICATING THIS FIC TO kanashimi_desu BECAUSE IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, Not in Love wouldn't have been so popular ;P
Disclaimer: I do not own 2PM or ... anything
Junho dropped his suitcase on his desk like it had weighed a ton or carried bricks. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. He wondered if this was all his ex-girlfriend's fault for dumping him because if she hadn't, he would've been able to pay for those $800 pants that Chansung ripped. If he had been able to pay, he would have never needed that other boy to befriend him. Junho shook his head, it was too late now to point fingers and blame other people.
He plopped down in his chair, staring at the blank computer screen. He put his fingers on the keyboard and began to type.
I'm sorry.
He hit the backspace key.
I'm so sorry.
He sighed, hitting the button a little harder.
I think I love you.
Junho bit his tongue accidentally, causing his emotions to roil to the top as he grabbed his keyboard and was about to throw it when something caught his eye.
“Problems Junho?”
“Mm, no sir... I was just...” Junho shook the keyboard, turning it upside. “I heard rattling and wondered what it was.”
“Ah...”
“Hey Doojoon, I have something to go over with you.” Taecyeon walked into the room, stopping once he saw Junho.
Doojoon's eyes travelled from the tallest boy to the other. He spotted something and focused on it. “Junho, you have something on your neck.”
Without a moments hesitation, Junho slapped his hand on his neck and kept his eyes glued to his desk. The boss noticed how Taecyeon avoided looking at the younger boy and he raised a brow. 'Did I get them messed up?' He shrugged. “Let's go to my office Taecyeon-sshi and talk.”
Junho put his face into his hands, closing his eyes and trying to clear his head. Too many thoughts flooded his mind and there was really no better place to be.
“Hey... You know sleeping on the job will...”
He raised his head, wear completely readable on his face. Junsu's frown deepened. “I have papers for the boss.”
“Taecyeon is in there.” Junho said, making the other boy freeze as he reached for the doorhandle. As if fate was playing a horrible joke, the door opened and Taecyeon was standing behind it.
The two boys stared at each other for a moment before Junsu walked passed the tall boy, shoving the papers to Doojoon and walking away. Taecyeon exhaled as he tightened his fists at his side. “I'll be around tomorrow to pick that up.” He walked away slowly, knowing it was useless to even try to approach Junsu.
Work wasn't a big enough distracting for Junho as the day finally ended. He had hit the backspace button so much that the label was starting to rub off. His typo was always the same, a heartfelt apology that no one would ever read. He was too caught up in work that he didn't notice Doojoon come out of his office.
“Hey, you don't get paid for overtime.” The boss laughed.
“Huh?”
Doojoon tapped his watch. “You've been off for 5 minutes now.”
“Oh, I've still got...”
“Finish it tomorrow Junho. Go home.. Sleep or something.”
Junho sighed. “Yes sir.” He gathered up his things and dragged his feet out the front door. He didn't raise his head until reached the top step and stopped. His eyes scanned the crowd of business men and woman, looking at them for the first time. His eyes widened on something colourful.
“I'm not here for you.” Chansung said before cursing at himself. “What I mean is this is a habit that I have to break myself out of...” He pushed off the railing, turning his back on Junho and walking away.
“Wait.” The small boy said in a whisper. “... Wait!” Junho ran off the steps, following the tall boy. “Chansung!”
“Stay away from me Junho.”
“No! I...” Junho grabbed the tall boy's wrist and turned him around. Chansung was about to glare when he felt lips press into his. His eyes went with surprise until he remembered where they were and shoved Junho away.
“What are you doing?! Have you lost your mind?!”
“No.” Junho shook his head. “I'm thinking clearly now.”
“Oh? Have you decided that this is the end? You've finally realized that you're a fag and that you and you're boyfriend can go live together in that bed you never let him sleep in?”
“No! I've thought about you!”
“I told you I'll pay you back.”
Hurt flashed in the smaller boy's eyes. “Shut up.” He said, grabbing Chansung's collar and pulling him close. “That's not what this is about. This isn't about Taecyeon or my pants. This is about you and me.. Chansung, I...” Junho bit his lip.
Chansung suddenly crashed their lips together, causing a chill to run down the smaller boy's spine. Time stilled as their lips met and Junho could feel his heart pound against his ribs. They broke away from a second before they met in a greedy kiss that made Junho start to pant. He felt Chansung's tongue invade his mouth, making his knees buckle and the tall boy held him up.
“C-Chansung... Not here.”
The younger boy stopped, suddenly forgetting where they were. “Your place?”
Junho smiled, blushing from embarrassment. He yelped when he was picked up and carried. “Y-yah, what are you doing?”
“I can't wait Junho.”
The small boy bounced with wide eyes as he was carried all the way home, letting Chansung struggle with the keys before taking him into the apartment and throwing him onto the bed. Junho watched the tall boy crawl on top of him, seizing his lips once more before pushing his tongue into his mouth. He was pushed back into the bed as Chansung's hands moved up and down his body. His mind barely had time to work as the other boy had him losing his breath. “C-Chansung..”
Chansung groped every soft muscle in the small boy's body before cupping his cheek and tilted his head to give him better access of Junho's mouth. The older boy was panting and whimpering under him as his hands clutched at his shirt. He grabbed the small boy's belt, ripping it open before sliding his hand in and around to grope Junho's ass.
Junho gasped, lifting his hips off the bed. “Chansung wait!”
The tall boy ignored Junho as he continued to massage the soft flesh in his hand. A loud chime went off in his pocket and he chose to ignore it until the older boy pushed him away.
“A-aren't you going to answer that?”
“It's probably not important.” Chansung said, attacking the small boy's neck.
“A-ah Chansung please!”
The tall boy sighed, pulling out his phone and answering it. Junho pulled down his shirt as he eyed the other boy. He gritted his teeth as he looked down to his open pants as they were almost off his hips. He jumped when Chansung snapped his phone shut. “What's this?” The tall boy poked Junho's neck.
“U-uh...”
“It's from him, isn't it?”
Junho's lack of eye contact told him all he needed to know. He slid between the small boy's legs, planting his lips on Junho's neck.
“W-what are you...” The older boy exhaled as long fingers moved under his shirt and travelled up his chest. He felt Chansung's tongue move against his skin, making him shudder and grow goosebumps. He cringed when the tall boy dug his teeth into his skin.
“There... Now it's my mark.”
Junho swallowed, looking into the younger boy's eyes.
“Don't let him touch you ever again... Even to hug you...”
“Kind of possessive, aren't we?”
“To be honest, I don't know if I can trust you...”
Junho's brow furrowed. “That hurts you know.”
“Think, have you ever given me a reason?”
“I've trusted you more than anything.”
Chansung sighed. “That's not the point. I think I should move in.”
“Wait what?”
“It's the only way I can keep my eye on you Junho. I'm here every day anyways... Unless you don't want me to. I'd understand considering you're used to living here by yourself.”
Junho stared at the tall boy, not giving him an answer.
“You're not going to answer me?” Chansung rolled up the older boy's shirt to his belly button, kissing the skin just above it. “Fine. I'll make you answer.” He dipped his tongue into Junho's belly button, making the small boy shudder. He moved lower, licking down the older boy's trail and stopping at the waistband of his briefs. Chansung glanced at the other boy before pulling at the elastic.
“Wait!”
“Yes?”
“You can move in... Just... Don't act like you own the place.”
Chansung smirked, wiggling up the small boy's body. “You know I wouldn't act like that.”
“W-where did this sense of dominance come from?”
“I don't know... You don't like it?”
“I... It's weird.” The doorbell went off, causing Junho to shove the tall boy off quickly.
“What was that for? It's not like they can just come in...”
Junho made his way to the door, opening with surprise.
“Hey, uh, can I talk to you?” Junsu said, rubbing his arm.
“Who is it?” Chansung called out, coming into the entry way.
“Oh, if you're busy then...”
“Wait! Don't leave...” Junho eyed the tall boy. “Chansung, can you stay in my room for a bit?”
“Uh, I guess so.”
“Junho I ... Taecyeon and I, we had a fight.” Junsu said when they sat down on the couch.
Junho swallowed nervously, knowing what it probably was about.
“I even slapped him.”
“You what? W-what happened to make you slap him?”
“He told me... He told me he loved me.” Junsu cringed.
“So? Why would that make you slap him?”
The older boy's eyes widened in confusion. “How can you say that? Don't you find it a little weird?”
Junho eyed his bedroom before looking at the other boy. “N-not really.”
“Did you know?”
“Hm? Did I know what?”
“Nevermind... I slapped him because I was angry... He caught me off guard and I didn't know how to react.”
“Junsu... I think any moment would've caught you off guard. If he told you that... That means he was really being honest with you... We've been friends for a long time... He might have been keeping that secret for a while.”
Junsu shuddered. “That's horrible... If he's had those feelings for that long... And then I did that.”
“Junsu...” Junho shuffled closer to the older boy. “How do you feel about him?”
“I... I haven't thought about it... I like him but as a friend.”
“Go home and think about it, okay? Call me and tell me your thoughts... I'm sure we can work something out... We all work together so...”
“Yeah... Okay.” Junsu stood up and the smaller boy stood with him. “So uh, what's the deal with you and Chansung?”
“Um, he's uh...”
“Come on Junho, let's go to bed!” Chansung came out of the bedroom only in pajamas pants, exposing his chest to both boys.
Junsu narrowed his eyes. “Really?”
“It's not... Uh, call me later okay?” Junho smiled, shoving the older boy out the door before turning to Chansung and glaring. The tall boy smiled back. “I'm going to kill you!” He screeched, running after the other boy as Chansung ran into the bedroom. He tackled him into the bed but the younger boy pinned him against it.
“It's about time you came back, I was getting lonely.”
“Yeah? Well satisfy yourself! I'm a working man who needs to be feed and get some sleep.”
“I'll make you some food if you'll sleep with me.”
Again, the forward, dominant Chansung was talking. Junho pushed the other boy off, making his way to the kitchen before hearing Chansung call out.
“I meant sleeping! Nothing else!”