there's no charm here
there's no charm here
chansung/nichkhun
R
a/n. there is a list of people to blame for this. procreational, who this is dedicated to, dear-whimsy, who pretty much started the whole 2pm thing in the first place and just enables the entire world, and kelseypaige for making chansung likeable. THANKS GUYS IHU ALL. ♥♥♥
The first time is kind of an accident that is Chansung's fault. Only it's not really his fault, because Chansung's just walking and then Nichkhun's there and then there's tripping and somehow Chansung ends up on top of Nichkhun and Nichkhun's kind of blinking up at him really cutely. And then... Chansung's kissing him. And Nichkhun kisses back.
"Mother fucker," Chansung says promptly after.
Nichkhun blinks again. "Thanks?"
"That wasn't a compliment!" Chansung says fiercely, getting up. He doesn't help Nichkhun up, because Nichkhun should have been watching where he was going, anyway. Chansung's huge, people should watch out for him. "That never happened, okay? Ever."
Nichkhun shrugs, smiling. "Whatever you say," he says, sauntering off. Sauntering.
Chansung continues walking, counting back from ten.
The second time it happens, Nichkhun is sitting on the couch, asleep with his head lolling back and a little bit of drool caught on the corner of his mouth. Chansung thinks it's the most disgusting thing he's ever seen in his life. Yet he still grabs a tissue and dabs at Nichkhun's mouth and ends up waking Nichkhun up. Nichkhun stares up at him blearily, but curiously.
"You were fucking drooling, you know. That's gross," Chansung says, wrinkling his nose for good measure.
"Okay," Nichkhun says, sleepily casual, stretching and showing off a thin strip of skin.
"Oh, fuck you," Chansung says, and grabs the back of Nichkhun's head to force him up for a hard kiss. He swears he feels Nichkhun smiling.
Quite a while passes before the third time. Chansung is actually really proud of this accomplishment, because sometimes when Nichkhun decides to be all cute and wink at the cameras, he just wants to choke a bitch and then go ram Nichkhun's lips into his own. Chansung supposes these are not exactly thoughts a dongsaeng should be having for his hyung, but since when has he ever been the traditional dongsaeng, anyway?
"You know," Junho says, frowning thoughtfully, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have the hots for Khunnie."
Chansung stops watching Nichkhun tie his shoelaces to glare at Junho firmly. "I do not."
"Okay, I get it, you're in denial," Junho says gently, patting Chansung's back companionably. "But you don't have to hide things from me, you know. Just because I don't believe in same sex relationships doesn't mean I'll cut all ties with you if you're gay."
Chansung stares. "I'm not gay."
Junho stares back, squinting a little. "Right. Okay."
Chansung bristles, defensive. "Go suck on a cross, hyung!" he snaps, and drags Nichkhun to his bedroom.
Sometime between the fourth and fifth time, Chansung gives up on trying to be secretive and actually doesn't give a shit if everyone in the band knows. Nichkhun doesn't seem like he cares, either, so it's really, really all okay. Plus, Nichkhun's a good kisser and he tends to do this thing with his tongue that makes Chansung sound like one of those girls from the pornos he and Jaebum used to watch before debut. Except Chansung sounds a little more manlier and sexier doing it, and no one in the house denies this.
The fifth time starts blending into the sixth time, and a little while after that Chansung just gives up on counting completely and shoves his hand down Nichkhun's pants. "Oh, fuck you," Nichkhun says, and Chansung... well, he's really got to agree with that.
chansung/nichkhun
R
a/n. there is a list of people to blame for this. procreational, who this is dedicated to, dear-whimsy, who pretty much started the whole 2pm thing in the first place and just enables the entire world, and kelseypaige for making chansung likeable. THANKS GUYS IHU ALL. ♥♥♥
The first time is kind of an accident that is Chansung's fault. Only it's not really his fault, because Chansung's just walking and then Nichkhun's there and then there's tripping and somehow Chansung ends up on top of Nichkhun and Nichkhun's kind of blinking up at him really cutely. And then... Chansung's kissing him. And Nichkhun kisses back.
"Mother fucker," Chansung says promptly after.
Nichkhun blinks again. "Thanks?"
"That wasn't a compliment!" Chansung says fiercely, getting up. He doesn't help Nichkhun up, because Nichkhun should have been watching where he was going, anyway. Chansung's huge, people should watch out for him. "That never happened, okay? Ever."
Nichkhun shrugs, smiling. "Whatever you say," he says, sauntering off. Sauntering.
Chansung continues walking, counting back from ten.
The second time it happens, Nichkhun is sitting on the couch, asleep with his head lolling back and a little bit of drool caught on the corner of his mouth. Chansung thinks it's the most disgusting thing he's ever seen in his life. Yet he still grabs a tissue and dabs at Nichkhun's mouth and ends up waking Nichkhun up. Nichkhun stares up at him blearily, but curiously.
"You were fucking drooling, you know. That's gross," Chansung says, wrinkling his nose for good measure.
"Okay," Nichkhun says, sleepily casual, stretching and showing off a thin strip of skin.
"Oh, fuck you," Chansung says, and grabs the back of Nichkhun's head to force him up for a hard kiss. He swears he feels Nichkhun smiling.
Quite a while passes before the third time. Chansung is actually really proud of this accomplishment, because sometimes when Nichkhun decides to be all cute and wink at the cameras, he just wants to choke a bitch and then go ram Nichkhun's lips into his own. Chansung supposes these are not exactly thoughts a dongsaeng should be having for his hyung, but since when has he ever been the traditional dongsaeng, anyway?
"You know," Junho says, frowning thoughtfully, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have the hots for Khunnie."
Chansung stops watching Nichkhun tie his shoelaces to glare at Junho firmly. "I do not."
"Okay, I get it, you're in denial," Junho says gently, patting Chansung's back companionably. "But you don't have to hide things from me, you know. Just because I don't believe in same sex relationships doesn't mean I'll cut all ties with you if you're gay."
Chansung stares. "I'm not gay."
Junho stares back, squinting a little. "Right. Okay."
Chansung bristles, defensive. "Go suck on a cross, hyung!" he snaps, and drags Nichkhun to his bedroom.
Sometime between the fourth and fifth time, Chansung gives up on trying to be secretive and actually doesn't give a shit if everyone in the band knows. Nichkhun doesn't seem like he cares, either, so it's really, really all okay. Plus, Nichkhun's a good kisser and he tends to do this thing with his tongue that makes Chansung sound like one of those girls from the pornos he and Jaebum used to watch before debut. Except Chansung sounds a little more manlier and sexier doing it, and no one in the house denies this.
The fifth time starts blending into the sixth time, and a little while after that Chansung just gives up on counting completely and shoves his hand down Nichkhun's pants. "Oh, fuck you," Nichkhun says, and Chansung... well, he's really got to agree with that.