05
"Open the door, Jaejoong!" Changmin's voice is loud and booming as his clenched fist pounds mercilessly at the door.
"Get the fuck out of here!"
Changmin breathes heavily at the threatening tone of his voice. "Open the fucking door!" he kicks at it wildly and staggers back when it flies open.
Jaejoong wants to slaughter him. He can see it in his fiery eyes.
"I'm going to kill you," he promises and Changmin rolls his shoulders back because Jaejoong is foolish if he thinks he'll lay a hand on him.
"Stop it."
Yoochun appears and the bruise has started settling, a deep purple around his eye. Jaejoong grabs him as he tries to leave but Yoochun rips his arm free and pushes Jaejoong back through the door.
"It's ok, go back inside," he tells him and pushes harder when Jaejoong refuses to move. "Seriously, if I need help, I'll call for it," he whispers and Changmin watches silently as Jaejoong mutters something and kisses his mouth before closing the door.
He wants to punch him, maybe even kill him.
Yoochun looks furious. "What?"
Changmin tries to hold the liquor down as he moves closer and Yoochun steps back. "I'm sorry," he says but it's unapologetic on his lips and dripping with disdain. "I'm sorry," he moves in again and Yoochun stays in his place.
He glares at him. "You think sorry is going to erase the fucking bruise around my eye?" he sneers and turns angry, moving closer, "you can't even bring yourself to sound genuine, you fucking asshole," he growls and shoves him away. "Get the fuck out of here," he shoves him again and Changmin stumbles back in shock.
He turns to open the door but Changmin grabs him roughly and kisses him, forcing his mouth open, fighting against his tongue until Yoochun weakens in his embrace.
No one's ever talked to him like that.
And an apology, genuine or not, has never escaped his mouth to anyone.
"Stop it," Yoochun bites his lip hard, his hands pressing against his chest as he pushes him away. His eyes are dark and filled with desire; Changmin can smell it on him. Yoochun breathes heavily. "I'm going in," he tells him breathlessly but Changmin grabs for him again and presses their bodies close, his fingers tight around his wrists.
"You're coming back with me," he bites at his neck and digs his fingers into Yoochun's hips when his hands curl into his hair. "We're leaving now," he rocks his erection against him and Yoochun moans deliciously into his ear, curling around his body wantonly. "Let's go," he bites him again and sucks at his skin hard as his hands slide down to his thighs and he lifts him off the ground.
Yoochun's legs lock around his waist and he thrusts against his stomach. "Take me home," he groans and swallows his lips on the way to the cab.
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