Getting in You Pants 15
Getting In Your Pants 15/15
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
Taecyeon gritted his teeth as he felt the sting in his cheek. The first time, he knew he had deserved it but when Junsu showed up at his door and slapped him again, it was uncalled for. He kept his lips tight together anyways, staring at the ground and waiting for the other boy to speak.
“Why did you play with me like that?”
His eyes slowly moved from the ground to Junsu as the older boy stepped closer.
“That night at the cottage... Why would you..? Are you always like that? You can't confess so you just do favours?”
“No... That wasn't... I don't know why.” Taecyeon's eyes widened as the small boy came at him, almost tripping into the house as he was pushed against the wall. He stared into Junsu's eyes as the other boy glared at him.
“Everything you said on the beach, it wasn't a lie, right?'
The tall boy blinked, “No.”
“So you have those kinds of feelings for me, right?” Junsu's lip twitched.
“Yeah...” Taecyeon's eyes met the floor again.
“Listen... And listen well... I can't...” The small boy exhaled, “I can't say that I feel the same... At least not right at this moment... Hey, look at me... Look at me! I still... I still want to be friends, at least until I figure out how I feel... Okay?”
“Junsu... I understand. You don't have to have feelings for me. This has been one-sided for a while now.”
Junsu growled, pulling the tall boy from the wall and slamming him back into it. “You're not listening to me! Give me a chance to think my feelings through! Then I'll give you an answer...”
“O-okay... But until then... How do I act?”
The older boy blinked in confusion.
“C-can I touch you?”
Junsu left go of the tall boy, stepping back. “Touch?”
“You know...” Taecyeon stepped towards the older boy. “Like embracing you.”
“I guess that's fine... As long as you... Don't do anything perverted.”
The younger boy smirked as he slipped his hands around Junsu's waist. “Perverted... You mean like this?” he asked as his hands shifted to the other boy's ass and squeezed.
“Y-yah stop!” Junsu tried to lean away from the tall boy's hands but it only brought him closer into Taecyeon's embrace.
“Okay. I promise not to do anything like that.” The younger boy smiled as he hugged Junsu tightly.
“I'm starting to rethink this.”
Junho gnawed on his lip, his heart beating too quickly as the workdays end was nearing. He knew Chansung would be waiting outside for him and that was no different from before. He wondered if the other boy would be the clingy type in public. Would he want to hold hands? Or kiss? Junho swallowed. They had only kissed a few times, though he remembered they were hotter than any kiss if he ever gotten before.
Butterflies developed in his stomach as he unconsciously rubbed his lips. “That's two days in a row Junho”, Doojoon said, stepping out of his office and locking the door. “You're still here and work has ended.”
“O-oh...” Junho quickly turned off his computer and gathered his things as Doojoon approached his desk.
“Is there something wrong Junho? A reason that you don't want to leave? You can talk to me about anything.”
Junho smiled, “Nothings wrong. I-I'll see you tomorrow.” He made sure to escape without being too obvious but his feet halted when he spotted Chansung leaned against the steps. He slowly walked down the stairs, inches from the tall boy when he suddenly turned around and startled Junho.
“You're late”, Chansung smiled.
“S-sorry, got caught up.”
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah...”
Junho kept silent as Chansung babbled on about school. It was probably the first time he had ever heard the tall boy talk about it but his mind was else where. 'Does he want to kiss me? Is he going to kiss me? Is he going to do it where everyone can see or wait until we get home and shove me against the... Home... We're going home... It's both of ours now. I'm going to share a bed with...'
“Junho.”
The small boy's feet halted. “Y-yes?” His eyes widened as Chansung stepped to him, shadowing over his smaller frame and looking down. The younger boy smiled as he lightly caressed Junho's cheek and he stared into his eyes. As Chansung leaned forward, Junho closed his eyes. “C-Chansung, we shouldn't here...”
“Hm? Shouldn't what?”
Junho opened his eyes, staring at the leaf in the tall boy's hand.
“You had this in your hair...” Chansung smirked, “What shouldn't we do here?” He leaned down, coming face to face with Junho.
“U-uh nothing!” The small boy turned and walked away.
Junho stepped into his bedroom, pulling off his shirt and throwing it on the floor. He forgot that he shared thehouse now, along with his body and soul until he felt arms wrapped around his naked chest.
“Junho... Why don't you tell me what you meant?”
“C-Chansung let go... I want to change.”
“Let me help you get out of those clothes.” The tall boy smirked against Junho's neck before pulling him to the bed and throwing him on top of it. The older boy gasped when Chansung grabbed his belt, quickly undoing it and pulling his pants off his hips.
To Junho's surprise, the tall boy left him as soon as his pants were off. He came back into the room, after disappearing in Junho's closet for five minutes, with clothes. The small boy watched as Chansung pulled his feet through his pants legs.
“Okay, stand up.”
“I can dress myself...”, Junho said as he stood and the younger boy pulled his pants over his hips. “Why are you dressing me in these clothes anyways? These aren't my comfy clothes”, he said as he noticed a pair of yellow shorts on his legs.
“Hands up.”
Junho obeyed all of the tall boy's commands, still questioning him.
“We're going shopping.”
“Shopping? Shopping for what?”
“You lack proper food Junho. The only real food around here is the cat food...”
“All you eat is bananas anyways.”
Chansung laughed, “I'll make you food to take to work.”
“You sound like a girlfriend. I'm perfectly capable you know.”
The tall boy sighed, “Listen Junho... Just let me take care of you.” He squished Junho's cheeks between his hands. “Let me fatten you up and eat you... I'll make you nice and thick... Then take you into my mouth and...”
“Okay! Let's go!”
Chansung smiled to himself as he lead the them into the mall. Junho had kept his distance, following slowly behind. When Chansung decided to speed up, the small boy looped his arm through his and pulled him back. The younger boy smiled as he walked around with Junho holding onto him.
“Chansung... I don't eat that.” Junho cringed at the package in the tall boy's hand.
“Why not? It's good for you.”
“Are you a health nut?”
Chansung shook his head as he threw the package into the cart that the other boy was pushing. “Try it. If you don't like it, I'll eat it.”
Junho pushed the cart around like an angry child as the younger boy tossed a bunch of food into it. “Yah, that's enough. I don't have that much money on me.”
The tall boy smiled, “I'll pay for what I grabbed.”
Junho raised a brow, “You know Chansung, I've never seen you work.”
Chansung tensed before throwing another item into the cart. “I have money saved.”
“And this job you told me about?”
“I lied,” the tall boy said before disappearing around the corner.
“Yah! Chansung-ah!”
“Junho, let's not make a big deal about this right here”, Chansung said as the small boy turned down the aisle and bumped into the other boy.
“Why did you lie?”
“I didn't want you to think that I wouldn't be able to pay you back. You were so angry with me. Don't worry, you'll get the money.”
“Chansung-ah, it's not that big of a deal.”
The younger boy patted Junho's shoulder. “It's fine.”
Junho dropped all the grocery bags on the floor as soon as he stepped into the apartment. “So heavy”, he whined. Chansung almost tripped as he walked in behind the small boy. He made his way over to the couch, plopping down on it as the tall boy put away all the groceries. “He wanted them... He can put them away.”
He spaced out as he looked out the window, nothing moving but the cars that looked like beetles from the apartment height.
“I put your stuff away.” Chansung said as he lifted the small boy's legs, sat down and laid them on top of his own.
“Thanks.”
“Hey Junho...” The younger boy started to play with Junho's toes.
“What is it?”
“When I move in... Will I sleeping in the same bed as you?”
The small boy blinked in confusion. “Uh, yeah... Where else would you sleep? I don't have any other rooms.”
Chansung smiled, “That makes me happy. I thought you'd make me sleep on the couch.” He shifted on the couch, moving between Junho's legs and laying there.
“If you try anything, you'll be sleeping in the hallway.”
“I'll wait until you're asleep.”
“Yah, get off me...”
“I was kidding!” the tall boy laughed. “I would never do something you didn't want me to.”
“How about something I do?”
“Hmm?”, Chansung's lips curved.
“Go make me dinner.”
His smiled dropped, “I thought you were going to say something else”, he grumbled as he got up from the couch.
“Chansung-ah...”, Junho called out, whining slightly and making the tall boy turn immediately.
“Yes Junho?”, Chansung smiled, waiting for give him permission to move.
“Don't put beansprouts in it.”
“Yeah yeah...”
“Yah Junho... Don't fall asleep here...”, Chansung whispered as he played with the small boy's hair. Junho had laid his head in his lap, his cheek pressing against his thigh, as they watched tv. It wasn't until Chansung heard the sound of soft breathing that he realized the other boy had feel asleep. He smirked as his fingers walked down Junho's arm until they reached the bottom of his shirt. He slowly dragged the material upwards before pushing his hand under it.
“Chansung-ah...” Junho mumbled, startling him. “I'll make you sleep in the hallway...” The small boy exhaled and rubbed his cheek against Chansung's thigh.
'He's still asleep...' He chuckled softly. He gently lifted Junho's head out of his lap before standing up. He pushed his hands under the other boy's body and lifted him off the couch. “To bed we go.”
Junho nuzzled his pillow, ignoring the heavy weight on his back. He could feel when Chansung breathed in as the weight grew heavier and it made him smile. The tall boy inhaled sharply, tightening his arm around Junho's waist. “Chansung-ah...”, he whispered.
“Mm...”, the younger boy answered back in a throaty voice.
“I have to get up now.”
“Just a few more minutes...”, Chansung groaned.
“You don't have to get up...”
“I want to walk you to work.”
“Let me get up and get ready, I'll wake you when it's time to leave.”
“But I want to make you lunch...”, the tall boy whined
“You can prepare it tonight so that I can have it for tomorrow.” Junho reached for the edge of the bed, pulling himself out of Chansung's grip.
By the time he got out of the shower, Chansung was still in bed with his leg hanging over the edge.
“Yah...Yah!” Junho whipped his towel at the tall boy's ass.
“Ow!”
“I thought you'd be awake by now.”
“Is it time to go?”
“No, you still have 20 minutes.” Junho wasn't expecting the glare that Chansung gave him. He walked away laughing.
When he finally finished his morning duties, he walked into the bedroom and found the younger boy asleep again. Junho shook his head.
“Yah, time to get up.” Chansung didn't move. “Yah... Get up!” Junho slapped the tall boy in the rear again.
“Quit touching my butt... It already hurts.”
“What were you doing last night?”, Junho smirked, trying to hide it behind his hand as the younger boy turned and glared at him.
“You whipped it with a wet towel remember? Stop smirking, I'd never be a bottom.”
The small boy's smirk dropped slowly before he pulled his lips into a tight line, “I see.”
It took a moment for Chansung to understand before he bolted out of bed. “Junho wait! I didn't mean...” His eyes searched the room, finding it empty. “I said I wanted to walk you...” His shoulders slumped as he pouted. “Yah! Why didn't you wait for me?!”, He yelled into the empty apartment.
“Why are you yelling?”, Junho came out of the bathroom, adjusting his tie.
“I thought you...”, Chansung pointed towards the door. “Nevermind.”
“Well... I assume you want to get dressed.” The small boy's eyes moved up and down Chansung's figure.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Well, hop to it! I don't want to be late!”
“Okay, I'll see you after work then.” Junho stood on the top step, standing at eye level with the tall boy.
“Okay”, Chansung smiled, staring back. The smaller boy swallowed, not sure what he was waiting for before Chansung leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Have fun at work.”
Junho nodded before walking away, wobbling in his steps. He cleared his throat and walked into the building.
“Can't you do that somewhere else?”
He narrowed his eyes. “You know, maybe you should deal with it”, He said as he walked away from Junsu.
“I am dealing with it.”
Junho's eyes widened.
“N-no! Not like that... I mean... I'm still thinking.”
“Don't spend too much time thinking. The more you think, the more indecisive you become.”
Junho exhaled as he glanced at his watch. He had been there 20 minutes now, alone. “Does a text seem too hasty? If I wait another ten...” He waited another ten minutes anyways and still did not see Chansung. Junho sighed, picking up his briefcase and starting to walk home.
He stripped off his clothes, leaving them all on the floor as he flopped on the bed in only his boxers. “He's not here...” Junho buried his face in the comforter. “Maybe I'll just sleep...”
“Shit. I hope Junho's not mad”, Chansung said as he fiddled with his keys. He rushed into the apartment, finding it more quiet than he had expected. “Junho?” He set his keys on the counter, taking off his bag and walking into the apartment. “Jun-...” Chansung sighed as he peeked into the bedroom. “Honestly... Sleeping like that...”
He carefully stepped into the bedroom, trying not to laugh at the boy in his boxers. He grabbed the ends of the comforter, wrapping them around Junho to make sure that he was covered.
“Sweet dreams.”
“Chansung-ah...” The sound of Junho's own voice woke him up as he mumbled, half asleep. He raised his head, suddenly noticing that it was dark. He felt around the bed and found it empty. His brow furrowed as he tried to get out of the blanket. “Why is it like this?”
He shivered when the air touched his naked chest. “Mm, need clothes.” Junho slipped into a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt before coming out of the bedroom. “Chansung-ah.”
“Ah, you're awake. Kind of late now.”
The small boy blinked before rubbing his eyes, “You're home.”
“Mm, come sit.”
Junho dragged his feet as he walked to the couch. He plopped down on the furniture before curling up next to Chansung. The tall boy smiled, “I'm sorry that I didn't meet you. I got called for a job interview.”
The older boy raised his head. “You did? I didn't know you applied.”
“It was actually a while ago... Maybe a couple days after I wrecked your pants.”
“Oh... They took their time to call you... Are you in?”
The tall boy's smile grew as he made the O.K sign with his fingers.
“When do you start?”
“Tomorrow. I'm nervous because I've never had a job like that before.”
“What is it?”
“I'll be a waiter.”
Junho chuckled softly, “You'll be fine.”
“You think so?”
“Mm”, the small boy nodded. “Chansung hwaiting”, he said as he pumped his fist.
Chansung laughed, pulling the older boy close. “Thanks.”
“I won't be able to walk you home remember, so don't wait okay?”, Chansung said as they got to the front steps of Junho's office.
“I remember. Have fun at work and learn a lot, okay? You eat too much so you'll have to pay for your food”, Junho said jokingly.
“Yeah yeah.” The tall boy waved before heading off to his new job.
Junho rubbed his eyes, raising his head from the arm of the couch. “I need to stop falling asleep after I get home from work.” He glanced at the clock, “Hm, Chansung should be home soon but I'm so tired.”
He got up, dragging his feet again as he walked towards the bedroom. Just as he reached the door, Chansung came in, closing the door quickly before running to the small boy.
“Junho!!” he called out, crashing them to the bed. “It was horrible! The place that they interviewed me was not the same place that I'd be working at! I got hired at a Host Club! All these ahjummas were asking me personal questions and grabbing my butt!”
Junho let out a soft chuckle.
“Yaaaah, it's not funny. I was harassed so much. I never want to go back!”, Chansung whined, burying his face into the older boy's shirt. “But I owe you pants.”
Junho patted the tall boy on the back. “You'll be okay there. You just have to get used to it. If you weren't so tall and handsome, they'd leave you alone.”
Chansung raised his head, looking into Junho's eyes. “You think I'm handsome?”
“Uh...” The small boy bit his lip. “I'm tired, going to bed.”
“Yah Junho... Answer me.”
Junho crawled up the bed before the younger boy grabbed his hips and pinned him down. Chansung laid on top of the older boy.
“Do you really think that?” he asked, his breath tickling Junho's ear.
“I do”, the small boy said into the blanket, making Chansung smile.
“I love you Junho.”
Junho gripped the sheet tightly. “I love you too”, he whispered.
NOTE:
There will be a bonus ChanHo chapter. Also, that's all the TaecSu... Lol I'm leaving it as that.
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
Taecyeon gritted his teeth as he felt the sting in his cheek. The first time, he knew he had deserved it but when Junsu showed up at his door and slapped him again, it was uncalled for. He kept his lips tight together anyways, staring at the ground and waiting for the other boy to speak.
“Why did you play with me like that?”
His eyes slowly moved from the ground to Junsu as the older boy stepped closer.
“That night at the cottage... Why would you..? Are you always like that? You can't confess so you just do favours?”
“No... That wasn't... I don't know why.” Taecyeon's eyes widened as the small boy came at him, almost tripping into the house as he was pushed against the wall. He stared into Junsu's eyes as the other boy glared at him.
“Everything you said on the beach, it wasn't a lie, right?'
The tall boy blinked, “No.”
“So you have those kinds of feelings for me, right?” Junsu's lip twitched.
“Yeah...” Taecyeon's eyes met the floor again.
“Listen... And listen well... I can't...” The small boy exhaled, “I can't say that I feel the same... At least not right at this moment... Hey, look at me... Look at me! I still... I still want to be friends, at least until I figure out how I feel... Okay?”
“Junsu... I understand. You don't have to have feelings for me. This has been one-sided for a while now.”
Junsu growled, pulling the tall boy from the wall and slamming him back into it. “You're not listening to me! Give me a chance to think my feelings through! Then I'll give you an answer...”
“O-okay... But until then... How do I act?”
The older boy blinked in confusion.
“C-can I touch you?”
Junsu left go of the tall boy, stepping back. “Touch?”
“You know...” Taecyeon stepped towards the older boy. “Like embracing you.”
“I guess that's fine... As long as you... Don't do anything perverted.”
The younger boy smirked as he slipped his hands around Junsu's waist. “Perverted... You mean like this?” he asked as his hands shifted to the other boy's ass and squeezed.
“Y-yah stop!” Junsu tried to lean away from the tall boy's hands but it only brought him closer into Taecyeon's embrace.
“Okay. I promise not to do anything like that.” The younger boy smiled as he hugged Junsu tightly.
“I'm starting to rethink this.”
Junho gnawed on his lip, his heart beating too quickly as the workdays end was nearing. He knew Chansung would be waiting outside for him and that was no different from before. He wondered if the other boy would be the clingy type in public. Would he want to hold hands? Or kiss? Junho swallowed. They had only kissed a few times, though he remembered they were hotter than any kiss if he ever gotten before.
Butterflies developed in his stomach as he unconsciously rubbed his lips. “That's two days in a row Junho”, Doojoon said, stepping out of his office and locking the door. “You're still here and work has ended.”
“O-oh...” Junho quickly turned off his computer and gathered his things as Doojoon approached his desk.
“Is there something wrong Junho? A reason that you don't want to leave? You can talk to me about anything.”
Junho smiled, “Nothings wrong. I-I'll see you tomorrow.” He made sure to escape without being too obvious but his feet halted when he spotted Chansung leaned against the steps. He slowly walked down the stairs, inches from the tall boy when he suddenly turned around and startled Junho.
“You're late”, Chansung smiled.
“S-sorry, got caught up.”
“Ready to go?”
“Yeah...”
Junho kept silent as Chansung babbled on about school. It was probably the first time he had ever heard the tall boy talk about it but his mind was else where. 'Does he want to kiss me? Is he going to kiss me? Is he going to do it where everyone can see or wait until we get home and shove me against the... Home... We're going home... It's both of ours now. I'm going to share a bed with...'
“Junho.”
The small boy's feet halted. “Y-yes?” His eyes widened as Chansung stepped to him, shadowing over his smaller frame and looking down. The younger boy smiled as he lightly caressed Junho's cheek and he stared into his eyes. As Chansung leaned forward, Junho closed his eyes. “C-Chansung, we shouldn't here...”
“Hm? Shouldn't what?”
Junho opened his eyes, staring at the leaf in the tall boy's hand.
“You had this in your hair...” Chansung smirked, “What shouldn't we do here?” He leaned down, coming face to face with Junho.
“U-uh nothing!” The small boy turned and walked away.
Junho stepped into his bedroom, pulling off his shirt and throwing it on the floor. He forgot that he shared thehouse now, along with his body and soul until he felt arms wrapped around his naked chest.
“Junho... Why don't you tell me what you meant?”
“C-Chansung let go... I want to change.”
“Let me help you get out of those clothes.” The tall boy smirked against Junho's neck before pulling him to the bed and throwing him on top of it. The older boy gasped when Chansung grabbed his belt, quickly undoing it and pulling his pants off his hips.
To Junho's surprise, the tall boy left him as soon as his pants were off. He came back into the room, after disappearing in Junho's closet for five minutes, with clothes. The small boy watched as Chansung pulled his feet through his pants legs.
“Okay, stand up.”
“I can dress myself...”, Junho said as he stood and the younger boy pulled his pants over his hips. “Why are you dressing me in these clothes anyways? These aren't my comfy clothes”, he said as he noticed a pair of yellow shorts on his legs.
“Hands up.”
Junho obeyed all of the tall boy's commands, still questioning him.
“We're going shopping.”
“Shopping? Shopping for what?”
“You lack proper food Junho. The only real food around here is the cat food...”
“All you eat is bananas anyways.”
Chansung laughed, “I'll make you food to take to work.”
“You sound like a girlfriend. I'm perfectly capable you know.”
The tall boy sighed, “Listen Junho... Just let me take care of you.” He squished Junho's cheeks between his hands. “Let me fatten you up and eat you... I'll make you nice and thick... Then take you into my mouth and...”
“Okay! Let's go!”
Chansung smiled to himself as he lead the them into the mall. Junho had kept his distance, following slowly behind. When Chansung decided to speed up, the small boy looped his arm through his and pulled him back. The younger boy smiled as he walked around with Junho holding onto him.
“Chansung... I don't eat that.” Junho cringed at the package in the tall boy's hand.
“Why not? It's good for you.”
“Are you a health nut?”
Chansung shook his head as he threw the package into the cart that the other boy was pushing. “Try it. If you don't like it, I'll eat it.”
Junho pushed the cart around like an angry child as the younger boy tossed a bunch of food into it. “Yah, that's enough. I don't have that much money on me.”
The tall boy smiled, “I'll pay for what I grabbed.”
Junho raised a brow, “You know Chansung, I've never seen you work.”
Chansung tensed before throwing another item into the cart. “I have money saved.”
“And this job you told me about?”
“I lied,” the tall boy said before disappearing around the corner.
“Yah! Chansung-ah!”
“Junho, let's not make a big deal about this right here”, Chansung said as the small boy turned down the aisle and bumped into the other boy.
“Why did you lie?”
“I didn't want you to think that I wouldn't be able to pay you back. You were so angry with me. Don't worry, you'll get the money.”
“Chansung-ah, it's not that big of a deal.”
The younger boy patted Junho's shoulder. “It's fine.”
Junho dropped all the grocery bags on the floor as soon as he stepped into the apartment. “So heavy”, he whined. Chansung almost tripped as he walked in behind the small boy. He made his way over to the couch, plopping down on it as the tall boy put away all the groceries. “He wanted them... He can put them away.”
He spaced out as he looked out the window, nothing moving but the cars that looked like beetles from the apartment height.
“I put your stuff away.” Chansung said as he lifted the small boy's legs, sat down and laid them on top of his own.
“Thanks.”
“Hey Junho...” The younger boy started to play with Junho's toes.
“What is it?”
“When I move in... Will I sleeping in the same bed as you?”
The small boy blinked in confusion. “Uh, yeah... Where else would you sleep? I don't have any other rooms.”
Chansung smiled, “That makes me happy. I thought you'd make me sleep on the couch.” He shifted on the couch, moving between Junho's legs and laying there.
“If you try anything, you'll be sleeping in the hallway.”
“I'll wait until you're asleep.”
“Yah, get off me...”
“I was kidding!” the tall boy laughed. “I would never do something you didn't want me to.”
“How about something I do?”
“Hmm?”, Chansung's lips curved.
“Go make me dinner.”
His smiled dropped, “I thought you were going to say something else”, he grumbled as he got up from the couch.
“Chansung-ah...”, Junho called out, whining slightly and making the tall boy turn immediately.
“Yes Junho?”, Chansung smiled, waiting for give him permission to move.
“Don't put beansprouts in it.”
“Yeah yeah...”
“Yah Junho... Don't fall asleep here...”, Chansung whispered as he played with the small boy's hair. Junho had laid his head in his lap, his cheek pressing against his thigh, as they watched tv. It wasn't until Chansung heard the sound of soft breathing that he realized the other boy had feel asleep. He smirked as his fingers walked down Junho's arm until they reached the bottom of his shirt. He slowly dragged the material upwards before pushing his hand under it.
“Chansung-ah...” Junho mumbled, startling him. “I'll make you sleep in the hallway...” The small boy exhaled and rubbed his cheek against Chansung's thigh.
'He's still asleep...' He chuckled softly. He gently lifted Junho's head out of his lap before standing up. He pushed his hands under the other boy's body and lifted him off the couch. “To bed we go.”
Junho nuzzled his pillow, ignoring the heavy weight on his back. He could feel when Chansung breathed in as the weight grew heavier and it made him smile. The tall boy inhaled sharply, tightening his arm around Junho's waist. “Chansung-ah...”, he whispered.
“Mm...”, the younger boy answered back in a throaty voice.
“I have to get up now.”
“Just a few more minutes...”, Chansung groaned.
“You don't have to get up...”
“I want to walk you to work.”
“Let me get up and get ready, I'll wake you when it's time to leave.”
“But I want to make you lunch...”, the tall boy whined
“You can prepare it tonight so that I can have it for tomorrow.” Junho reached for the edge of the bed, pulling himself out of Chansung's grip.
By the time he got out of the shower, Chansung was still in bed with his leg hanging over the edge.
“Yah...Yah!” Junho whipped his towel at the tall boy's ass.
“Ow!”
“I thought you'd be awake by now.”
“Is it time to go?”
“No, you still have 20 minutes.” Junho wasn't expecting the glare that Chansung gave him. He walked away laughing.
When he finally finished his morning duties, he walked into the bedroom and found the younger boy asleep again. Junho shook his head.
“Yah, time to get up.” Chansung didn't move. “Yah... Get up!” Junho slapped the tall boy in the rear again.
“Quit touching my butt... It already hurts.”
“What were you doing last night?”, Junho smirked, trying to hide it behind his hand as the younger boy turned and glared at him.
“You whipped it with a wet towel remember? Stop smirking, I'd never be a bottom.”
The small boy's smirk dropped slowly before he pulled his lips into a tight line, “I see.”
It took a moment for Chansung to understand before he bolted out of bed. “Junho wait! I didn't mean...” His eyes searched the room, finding it empty. “I said I wanted to walk you...” His shoulders slumped as he pouted. “Yah! Why didn't you wait for me?!”, He yelled into the empty apartment.
“Why are you yelling?”, Junho came out of the bathroom, adjusting his tie.
“I thought you...”, Chansung pointed towards the door. “Nevermind.”
“Well... I assume you want to get dressed.” The small boy's eyes moved up and down Chansung's figure.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Well, hop to it! I don't want to be late!”
“Okay, I'll see you after work then.” Junho stood on the top step, standing at eye level with the tall boy.
“Okay”, Chansung smiled, staring back. The smaller boy swallowed, not sure what he was waiting for before Chansung leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on his lips. “Have fun at work.”
Junho nodded before walking away, wobbling in his steps. He cleared his throat and walked into the building.
“Can't you do that somewhere else?”
He narrowed his eyes. “You know, maybe you should deal with it”, He said as he walked away from Junsu.
“I am dealing with it.”
Junho's eyes widened.
“N-no! Not like that... I mean... I'm still thinking.”
“Don't spend too much time thinking. The more you think, the more indecisive you become.”
Junho exhaled as he glanced at his watch. He had been there 20 minutes now, alone. “Does a text seem too hasty? If I wait another ten...” He waited another ten minutes anyways and still did not see Chansung. Junho sighed, picking up his briefcase and starting to walk home.
He stripped off his clothes, leaving them all on the floor as he flopped on the bed in only his boxers. “He's not here...” Junho buried his face in the comforter. “Maybe I'll just sleep...”
“Shit. I hope Junho's not mad”, Chansung said as he fiddled with his keys. He rushed into the apartment, finding it more quiet than he had expected. “Junho?” He set his keys on the counter, taking off his bag and walking into the apartment. “Jun-...” Chansung sighed as he peeked into the bedroom. “Honestly... Sleeping like that...”
He carefully stepped into the bedroom, trying not to laugh at the boy in his boxers. He grabbed the ends of the comforter, wrapping them around Junho to make sure that he was covered.
“Sweet dreams.”
“Chansung-ah...” The sound of Junho's own voice woke him up as he mumbled, half asleep. He raised his head, suddenly noticing that it was dark. He felt around the bed and found it empty. His brow furrowed as he tried to get out of the blanket. “Why is it like this?”
He shivered when the air touched his naked chest. “Mm, need clothes.” Junho slipped into a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt before coming out of the bedroom. “Chansung-ah.”
“Ah, you're awake. Kind of late now.”
The small boy blinked before rubbing his eyes, “You're home.”
“Mm, come sit.”
Junho dragged his feet as he walked to the couch. He plopped down on the furniture before curling up next to Chansung. The tall boy smiled, “I'm sorry that I didn't meet you. I got called for a job interview.”
The older boy raised his head. “You did? I didn't know you applied.”
“It was actually a while ago... Maybe a couple days after I wrecked your pants.”
“Oh... They took their time to call you... Are you in?”
The tall boy's smile grew as he made the O.K sign with his fingers.
“When do you start?”
“Tomorrow. I'm nervous because I've never had a job like that before.”
“What is it?”
“I'll be a waiter.”
Junho chuckled softly, “You'll be fine.”
“You think so?”
“Mm”, the small boy nodded. “Chansung hwaiting”, he said as he pumped his fist.
Chansung laughed, pulling the older boy close. “Thanks.”
“I won't be able to walk you home remember, so don't wait okay?”, Chansung said as they got to the front steps of Junho's office.
“I remember. Have fun at work and learn a lot, okay? You eat too much so you'll have to pay for your food”, Junho said jokingly.
“Yeah yeah.” The tall boy waved before heading off to his new job.
Junho rubbed his eyes, raising his head from the arm of the couch. “I need to stop falling asleep after I get home from work.” He glanced at the clock, “Hm, Chansung should be home soon but I'm so tired.”
He got up, dragging his feet again as he walked towards the bedroom. Just as he reached the door, Chansung came in, closing the door quickly before running to the small boy.
“Junho!!” he called out, crashing them to the bed. “It was horrible! The place that they interviewed me was not the same place that I'd be working at! I got hired at a Host Club! All these ahjummas were asking me personal questions and grabbing my butt!”
Junho let out a soft chuckle.
“Yaaaah, it's not funny. I was harassed so much. I never want to go back!”, Chansung whined, burying his face into the older boy's shirt. “But I owe you pants.”
Junho patted the tall boy on the back. “You'll be okay there. You just have to get used to it. If you weren't so tall and handsome, they'd leave you alone.”
Chansung raised his head, looking into Junho's eyes. “You think I'm handsome?”
“Uh...” The small boy bit his lip. “I'm tired, going to bed.”
“Yah Junho... Answer me.”
Junho crawled up the bed before the younger boy grabbed his hips and pinned him down. Chansung laid on top of the older boy.
“Do you really think that?” he asked, his breath tickling Junho's ear.
“I do”, the small boy said into the blanket, making Chansung smile.
“I love you Junho.”
Junho gripped the sheet tightly. “I love you too”, he whispered.
NOTE:
There will be a bonus ChanHo chapter. Also, that's all the TaecSu... Lol I'm leaving it as that.