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Title: Because of you
Pairing: JaeMin // one sided YunJae
Length: Drabble
Genre: Angst
Rating: R
JaeJoong couldn't tell if it was the cockiness, the arrogance with lips twisted and sinful that made him want nothing more than the younger man between his legs but, he soon realised what a mistake that was.
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"I heard him" long hair pushes back and voice soft as she leaned into the girl next to her.
"Pretty but replaceable”
"Less than a week"
He took two girls home that night, tall and pretty and that shade of dirty blonde that JaeJoong never really understood why people liked. Why he liked. His breath stilled when his gaze found eyes, a familiar darkness. The taller man smirked, muttering drawn out words across the shell of her ear that made everything inside of JaeJoong want to curl, claw at the pretty woman, man- man that he wanted so badly. He turned away just as the sight of fingers skimming across pale thighs and hands wrapping around wrists found him. His lips pressed into a firm line and there was nothing he could do as he watched on as a taxi pulled up and they disappeared in the mists of glowing stars and blinking headlights.
~*~
JaeJoong curled up into YunHo's lap, they'd been friends for longer than he could remember. The younger man always wanted more. JaeJoong pretended he didn’t know and it was better that way. His cheeks pressed against the younger man’s firm chest as Yunho's tender fingertips ran through his tresses silently, words feeling heavy on his tongue. JaeJoong sighed, head turning.
"I'm starting to think I should give up.” He mutters; voice tinged bitter, defeated. He sighed weary and too tired with the thought of him.
“It will get better.” They aren’t the words YunHo wants to say, rubbing at the inside of the older mans wrist but he speaks them anyway, the low hum making JaeJoong shiver slipping his fingers in-between the younger man's to squeeze.
“I know. When you lie, I can tell YunHo-ah” He sits up, tucking midnight stands behind his ear, teeth sinking into his lower lip and he smiles. It’s sad and it’s hopeless but it’s all that he can do. He knows it’ll never be him.
~*~
Some days JaeJoong thinks, it isn't love at all. Skin warm and eyes close, lying against YunHo whispers of secrets and the hum of music. The thought of the younger man doesn't even cross his mind. But then he's under him snarled pressed into his ear and body burning. His throat's dry and he's scared- terrified that this will end too quickly. JaeJoong’s nails cut crescents into his shoulder, head thrown back as he cries out. He calls him a pretty whore, tell him to spread his legs and suck his cock real good. "Maybe then I'll call you back, you want that don't you Joongie" he hears a snarl but there's hands everywhere and it's so unbearably hot he can't think. And it's then, when he's spread and taken, sobbing and in so much pleasure he realises. It must be. Love, he was in love with Shim ChangMin and there was nothing he could do about it.
A/N.
Something I wrote up for a friend- Actually a lot more fun to write than Id anticipated. Do I foresee a few sequels maybe-- I'd really love to hear some feedback and maybe questions you'd like answered it was a little ambiguous but heyho, have a nice day <3
Pairing: JaeMin // one sided YunJae
Length: Drabble
Genre: Angst
Rating: R
JaeJoong couldn't tell if it was the cockiness, the arrogance with lips twisted and sinful that made him want nothing more than the younger man between his legs but, he soon realised what a mistake that was.
Read More
"I heard him" long hair pushes back and voice soft as she leaned into the girl next to her.
"Pretty but replaceable”
"Less than a week"
He took two girls home that night, tall and pretty and that shade of dirty blonde that JaeJoong never really understood why people liked. Why he liked. His breath stilled when his gaze found eyes, a familiar darkness. The taller man smirked, muttering drawn out words across the shell of her ear that made everything inside of JaeJoong want to curl, claw at the pretty woman, man- man that he wanted so badly. He turned away just as the sight of fingers skimming across pale thighs and hands wrapping around wrists found him. His lips pressed into a firm line and there was nothing he could do as he watched on as a taxi pulled up and they disappeared in the mists of glowing stars and blinking headlights.
~*~
JaeJoong curled up into YunHo's lap, they'd been friends for longer than he could remember. The younger man always wanted more. JaeJoong pretended he didn’t know and it was better that way. His cheeks pressed against the younger man’s firm chest as Yunho's tender fingertips ran through his tresses silently, words feeling heavy on his tongue. JaeJoong sighed, head turning.
"I'm starting to think I should give up.” He mutters; voice tinged bitter, defeated. He sighed weary and too tired with the thought of him.
“It will get better.” They aren’t the words YunHo wants to say, rubbing at the inside of the older mans wrist but he speaks them anyway, the low hum making JaeJoong shiver slipping his fingers in-between the younger man's to squeeze.
“I know. When you lie, I can tell YunHo-ah” He sits up, tucking midnight stands behind his ear, teeth sinking into his lower lip and he smiles. It’s sad and it’s hopeless but it’s all that he can do. He knows it’ll never be him.
~*~
Some days JaeJoong thinks, it isn't love at all. Skin warm and eyes close, lying against YunHo whispers of secrets and the hum of music. The thought of the younger man doesn't even cross his mind. But then he's under him snarled pressed into his ear and body burning. His throat's dry and he's scared- terrified that this will end too quickly. JaeJoong’s nails cut crescents into his shoulder, head thrown back as he cries out. He calls him a pretty whore, tell him to spread his legs and suck his cock real good. "Maybe then I'll call you back, you want that don't you Joongie" he hears a snarl but there's hands everywhere and it's so unbearably hot he can't think. And it's then, when he's spread and taken, sobbing and in so much pleasure he realises. It must be. Love, he was in love with Shim ChangMin and there was nothing he could do about it.
A/N.
Something I wrote up for a friend- Actually a lot more fun to write than Id anticipated. Do I foresee a few sequels maybe-- I'd really love to hear some feedback and maybe questions you'd like answered it was a little ambiguous but heyho, have a nice day <3