Sexuality--It's Ridiculous (2/?)
Title: Sexuality--It's Ridiculous
Pairing: KyuHae
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have a facebook friend who lives in Seoul...does that count?
Summary: Kyuhyun's probably the straightest guy you've ever met; he likes booze, his job, and women. But what happens when his best friend Heechul decides he's had enough and propositions host Donghae to do his best to change this fact about Kyuhyun? Will it work? Or will there be more problems deciding Kyuhyun's sexuality?
A/N: So this is yet another really short chapter >< But I had to keep them this way because they're the base of the whole plot :) But the next chapter is super long, but until then, enjoy! :D
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Kyuhyun stared at himself in the less than clean mirror in the more than crude and offending building they actually thought had the right to be called a ‘club.’ Adjusting the bangs hovering over his eyelashes, he walked towards the door, only to be smacked in the face with said door.
“Ack!” Kyuhyun stared around, waiting for his eyes to stop watering before he looked down and saw that damn host again.
“Oops, didn’t see you there Kyu-yah~” Donghae all but purred out his name.
Kyuhuyn grimaced, “Don’t call me that. We hardly know each other well enough to start speaking informally. Now if you’ll excuse me.” He stepped to the side to move around Donghae who was currently blocking the doorway, however he didn’t get very far seeing how Donghae had mimicked Kyuhyun’s movement and was once again blocking his way.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” He stepped forward. Kyuhyun’s eyes narrowed.
“Because honestly, I’d rather not be in such a small room with you, Donghae-ssi. Now please move.” He said the last line with more force this time.
Donghae just smirked.
Seriously, what is with this guy? Kyuhyun thought.
Donghae took a hand and ran it up the side of Kyuhyun’s arm, barely brushing it. The action made Kyuhyun stiffen. He didn’t like being touched, especially by the same sex. But the hand ended up at his shoulder, running across his clavicle, slowly dipping down his chest before Kyuhyun slapped it away.
“I’d appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself.” Kyuhyun snapped, the only thoughts running through his head being, abort abort abort! He barely even let girls touch him like this, let alone a man whom he’s just met nonetheless. This was definitely not within his comfort range.
Seeing the taller man getting so flustered only made Donghae want to play more, “Ah, but Kyu-yah~ I like touching you.” He took a step forward.
Kyuhyun swallowed, this was definitely beyond his boundaries and he was starting to run out of space between himself and the bathroom wall. Things weren’t looking very good.
Shit, I’m going to get raped. Just watch. This psycho is going to rape me. Okay, I’m taller, I can take him right. Yeah. Punch, I should punch him. Fuck, how do you punch?
Kyuhyun felt the cold wall of reality hit his back, more like the wall of the bathroom. There was no more running away. And Donghae was so so close. Too close. Kyuhyun’s nostrils filled with the sweet, musky scent of the cologne Donghae used and he was starting to feel slightly intoxicated, which definitely wasn’t good because it seriously seemed like he was going to be raped in the next 5 minutes.
Then Donghae’s face was incredibly too close to Kyuhyun’s.
Not good, not good, not good!!!
Before it was too late, Kyuhyun shoved Donghae’s chest. Hard.
“Ow, what was that for?!” Donghae all but screamed.
Kyuhyun looked at him exasperated and outraged, “You just fucking tried to molest me, that’s what that was for!”
“Molest you?! How was I trying to molest you?!”
“The whole, trap me against a wall, getting too close, trying to kiss me thing! Hello! Molestation!” Kyuhyun pointed his finger at Donghae’s face, “Molester!”
“Yah! I’m not a molester! You wanted it!”
“What?! When did I ever make any notion that I wanted you near me at all?! Aish, I’m not gay goddamit!” Kyuhyun all but screamed. Who did this Donghae guy think he was?! Clearly Kyuhyun had made it obvious that he did not want to be here. He must have made it pretty clear that he thought coming here was a waste of his time and the only reason he agreed to it at all was because his best friend had a bitchy temper and a wicked attitude and if you told him no, shit was gonna hit the fan.
Donghae gained a new expression, one that said, I know, but I accept the challenge sweet cheeks.
“You don’t have to be gay to want me to fuck you.” Donghae’s oh-so-mischievous smirk was back on his face, relishing in the way you could see the blood rising up in Kyuhyun’s face, all the way to the tip of his ears. Getting him flustered was the most fun Donghae had had in a while.
“WHAT?! I don’t want you to-that’s-that’s disgusting! What are you talking about?! You’re…you’re…GAH!”
Kyuhyun quickly shoved Donghae out of his way, reached for the handle of the bathroom and tried to get the hell out of there as quickly as he could but a hand around his wrist and a swift tug prevented him from doing so. He found himself pressed up against the bathroom wall again, this time too incoherent at the speed he was forced back into the bathroom with to prevent what happened next from happening.
Hands pressing Kyuhyun’s arms to the wall, Donghae pushed his lips to Kyuhyun’s, silencing the cry of outrage ready to tumble off of Kyuhyun’s lips.
His momentary loss of his thinking process allowed Donghae a few more seconds of kissing before he was head butted by an alarmingly furious Cho Kyuhyun. Releasing his hold on Kyuhyun’s arms, he clutched at his head before a fist came colliding with the side of his jaw, knocking him sideways.
Oh right, that’s how you punch.
Donghae stood bewildered, staring at a fuming Kyuhyun.
“If you ever so much as touch me again, no, if I ever see you again, I will kill you. Got it?”
Donghae just stood staring wide eyed.
“Good.” Kyuhyun stomped out of the bathroom, heading for his booth.
He grabbed Heechul’s dainty wrist and pulled him up, tugging him towards the exit.
“Kyuhyun, what the fuck, I wasn’t done yet!”
Kyuhyun turned his head to face him, never stopping his march to the exit, “We’re leaving and we’re never ever coming back here, you got it?!”
“Kyu-“
“I asked you if you got it.” Heechul stopped protesting. He knew that when Kyuhyun was like this, something really, really bad must have happened.
Heechul smirked, Well Donghae sure is quick.
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Still standing in the bathroom, Donghae went to go examine his throbbing jaw.
“Fucking bitch, that’s gonna leave a bruise.”
Donghae’s plan didn’t exactly go the way he wanted it to. He expected Kyuhyun to give in like every other “straight” guy that walked into the place. But it seemed like Kyuhyun was actually very very straight.
But if there was something you didn’t do to Lee Donghae, it was damage his face. And both his forehead and jaw were smarting from the hits they recently took. No, you don’t fuck with Lee Donghae’s face.
So, right there in that bathroom, Donghae decided to get revenge. He was going to take the money Heechul offered, make Kyuhyun fall for him, and then leave him. Besides, what’s more painful than a hit to the heart?
Chapter 3
Pairing: KyuHae
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have a facebook friend who lives in Seoul...does that count?
Summary: Kyuhyun's probably the straightest guy you've ever met; he likes booze, his job, and women. But what happens when his best friend Heechul decides he's had enough and propositions host Donghae to do his best to change this fact about Kyuhyun? Will it work? Or will there be more problems deciding Kyuhyun's sexuality?
A/N: So this is yet another really short chapter >< But I had to keep them this way because they're the base of the whole plot :) But the next chapter is super long, but until then, enjoy! :D
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Kyuhyun stared at himself in the less than clean mirror in the more than crude and offending building they actually thought had the right to be called a ‘club.’ Adjusting the bangs hovering over his eyelashes, he walked towards the door, only to be smacked in the face with said door.
“Ack!” Kyuhyun stared around, waiting for his eyes to stop watering before he looked down and saw that damn host again.
“Oops, didn’t see you there Kyu-yah~” Donghae all but purred out his name.
Kyuhuyn grimaced, “Don’t call me that. We hardly know each other well enough to start speaking informally. Now if you’ll excuse me.” He stepped to the side to move around Donghae who was currently blocking the doorway, however he didn’t get very far seeing how Donghae had mimicked Kyuhyun’s movement and was once again blocking his way.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” He stepped forward. Kyuhyun’s eyes narrowed.
“Because honestly, I’d rather not be in such a small room with you, Donghae-ssi. Now please move.” He said the last line with more force this time.
Donghae just smirked.
Seriously, what is with this guy? Kyuhyun thought.
Donghae took a hand and ran it up the side of Kyuhyun’s arm, barely brushing it. The action made Kyuhyun stiffen. He didn’t like being touched, especially by the same sex. But the hand ended up at his shoulder, running across his clavicle, slowly dipping down his chest before Kyuhyun slapped it away.
“I’d appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself.” Kyuhyun snapped, the only thoughts running through his head being, abort abort abort! He barely even let girls touch him like this, let alone a man whom he’s just met nonetheless. This was definitely not within his comfort range.
Seeing the taller man getting so flustered only made Donghae want to play more, “Ah, but Kyu-yah~ I like touching you.” He took a step forward.
Kyuhyun swallowed, this was definitely beyond his boundaries and he was starting to run out of space between himself and the bathroom wall. Things weren’t looking very good.
Shit, I’m going to get raped. Just watch. This psycho is going to rape me. Okay, I’m taller, I can take him right. Yeah. Punch, I should punch him. Fuck, how do you punch?
Kyuhyun felt the cold wall of reality hit his back, more like the wall of the bathroom. There was no more running away. And Donghae was so so close. Too close. Kyuhyun’s nostrils filled with the sweet, musky scent of the cologne Donghae used and he was starting to feel slightly intoxicated, which definitely wasn’t good because it seriously seemed like he was going to be raped in the next 5 minutes.
Then Donghae’s face was incredibly too close to Kyuhyun’s.
Not good, not good, not good!!!
Before it was too late, Kyuhyun shoved Donghae’s chest. Hard.
“Ow, what was that for?!” Donghae all but screamed.
Kyuhyun looked at him exasperated and outraged, “You just fucking tried to molest me, that’s what that was for!”
“Molest you?! How was I trying to molest you?!”
“The whole, trap me against a wall, getting too close, trying to kiss me thing! Hello! Molestation!” Kyuhyun pointed his finger at Donghae’s face, “Molester!”
“Yah! I’m not a molester! You wanted it!”
“What?! When did I ever make any notion that I wanted you near me at all?! Aish, I’m not gay goddamit!” Kyuhyun all but screamed. Who did this Donghae guy think he was?! Clearly Kyuhyun had made it obvious that he did not want to be here. He must have made it pretty clear that he thought coming here was a waste of his time and the only reason he agreed to it at all was because his best friend had a bitchy temper and a wicked attitude and if you told him no, shit was gonna hit the fan.
Donghae gained a new expression, one that said, I know, but I accept the challenge sweet cheeks.
“You don’t have to be gay to want me to fuck you.” Donghae’s oh-so-mischievous smirk was back on his face, relishing in the way you could see the blood rising up in Kyuhyun’s face, all the way to the tip of his ears. Getting him flustered was the most fun Donghae had had in a while.
“WHAT?! I don’t want you to-that’s-that’s disgusting! What are you talking about?! You’re…you’re…GAH!”
Kyuhyun quickly shoved Donghae out of his way, reached for the handle of the bathroom and tried to get the hell out of there as quickly as he could but a hand around his wrist and a swift tug prevented him from doing so. He found himself pressed up against the bathroom wall again, this time too incoherent at the speed he was forced back into the bathroom with to prevent what happened next from happening.
Hands pressing Kyuhyun’s arms to the wall, Donghae pushed his lips to Kyuhyun’s, silencing the cry of outrage ready to tumble off of Kyuhyun’s lips.
His momentary loss of his thinking process allowed Donghae a few more seconds of kissing before he was head butted by an alarmingly furious Cho Kyuhyun. Releasing his hold on Kyuhyun’s arms, he clutched at his head before a fist came colliding with the side of his jaw, knocking him sideways.
Oh right, that’s how you punch.
Donghae stood bewildered, staring at a fuming Kyuhyun.
“If you ever so much as touch me again, no, if I ever see you again, I will kill you. Got it?”
Donghae just stood staring wide eyed.
“Good.” Kyuhyun stomped out of the bathroom, heading for his booth.
He grabbed Heechul’s dainty wrist and pulled him up, tugging him towards the exit.
“Kyuhyun, what the fuck, I wasn’t done yet!”
Kyuhyun turned his head to face him, never stopping his march to the exit, “We’re leaving and we’re never ever coming back here, you got it?!”
“Kyu-“
“I asked you if you got it.” Heechul stopped protesting. He knew that when Kyuhyun was like this, something really, really bad must have happened.
Heechul smirked, Well Donghae sure is quick.
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Still standing in the bathroom, Donghae went to go examine his throbbing jaw.
“Fucking bitch, that’s gonna leave a bruise.”
Donghae’s plan didn’t exactly go the way he wanted it to. He expected Kyuhyun to give in like every other “straight” guy that walked into the place. But it seemed like Kyuhyun was actually very very straight.
But if there was something you didn’t do to Lee Donghae, it was damage his face. And both his forehead and jaw were smarting from the hits they recently took. No, you don’t fuck with Lee Donghae’s face.
So, right there in that bathroom, Donghae decided to get revenge. He was going to take the money Heechul offered, make Kyuhyun fall for him, and then leave him. Besides, what’s more painful than a hit to the heart?
Chapter 3