[exo] crescendo (2/2)

Dec 14, 2014 22:27





“You’re the one who’s hurt this time. Look at your hands, they’re all scratched up,” Sehun scolded, inspecting the other’s hands.

“All worth it. They deserved it, really.”

“You shouldn’t have done that,” Sehun said, and continued when Jongin tried to protest. “But I’m happy you did. Thank you for saving me, again.”

Jongin grunted. “You’re welcome.” He studied Sehun putting bandages on his hands before speaking again. “So are you going to tell me what’s going on, or is that still none of my business?”

Sehun opened his mouth, pausing, before closing it. He stared intently at the bandages, already stained in crimson from the open wounds, for a long while as Jongin tried not to fidget. Finally, he spoke. “My hair.”

“Huh?”

Sehun lifted one hand up to tangle in his own locks. “My hair.”

“Yeah, your hair. What about it?” Jongin did not notice anything out of the ordinary about it - it was still the same fluffy locks he had always looked at.

“It’s blond,” Sehun said. “And it’s natural.”

“What?”

“My hair is naturally blond. I’m a foreigner.”

“But your eyes are brown!”

“I know. I’m a half. My father was Korean. Or at least, that’s what my mom said she remembered. She wasn’t too sure.”

“Oh. So your mom, uh…” Jongin trailed off awkwardly.

“Sell herself for money? Yeah. What they said was true.” Sehun shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant about it. “You can probably guess why I get beaten up. People don’t take too kindly of foreigners around here, especially if your mother is a foreigner who ‘seduces the good men of Korea and robs them blind’, as they said,” he said, making air-quotes and rolling his eyes.

“Oh, I’m-” Jongin stuttered for words. This was a lot of new information to take in at once. “Well, that sucks. I mean, uh, sorry. I’m really not good with words…”

“It’s okay, I can tell,” Sehun said with a wry smile.

“Yeah, I’m…” There was still one part about what Sehun said that had stuck with Jongin. “I’m really not good with words, but, urr, well…”

“What is it? Spit it out.”

“You said what they said was true,” Jongin blurted. “Does that include, like. Uh.” Jongin’s hands clenched on the sofa, wondering how to phrase this. “Like, uh… You?” he whispered.

Sehun blinked in surprise before looking down. “Oh, that.” Jongin almost wanted to cover his ears to not hear the answer. “No, I’m. My mother is an alcoholic and drug addict, and she barely says three words to me per month, but still. She gives me enough for me to live, I guess. So no, I’ve never had to.”

“Oh,” Jongin said, relief crashing through him. It felt like a big weight had been lifted off his chest, rendering him able to breathe again.

“Yeah, so.”

“So…” Jongin said. He spared a look at Sehun to find him squirming as much as he was. They were probably both feeling awkward. “So… how about a bubble tea?”

Sehun instantly brightened, a grin on his face. “Only if hyung treats!”

Jongin shook his head with a smile. “When have I ever not, you brat.”



It had felt so normal, at the time, that he did not realize it until much later. Much later as in over three weeks later, and there still had not been signs of Sehun anywhere. He belatedly realized that, well, he had beaten all of Sehun’s bullies and threatened them not to bother the boy again, so there was no longer a reason for Sehun to be injured in that alleyway again.

There was no reason for Jongin to see Sehun again.

Despite them meeting numerous times and hanging out with each other, going to groceries, bubble tea shops, to dancing and even playing video games and simply listening to music together, they had never revealed much about themselves. Jongin realized he did not know what Sehun’s phone number was, nor where he lived.

There was no way for him to contact Sehun.

Even though he had been making much progress of the choreography thanks to Sehun’s inputs, his feet felt like lead as he dragged them down the street home. It had been three weeks of checking, to no avail. Jongin’s heart pounded in his ears as he drew closer to the alleyway, peeking in slowly.

Nothing.

Jongin almost slammed his fist against the wall in frustration, when a voice cut through.

“Jongin.”

He snapped his head back so fast he could have given himself whiplash, but Jongin found he did not care, for there stood Sehun, in the flesh. He was completely wounds-free, not a single drop of blood nor hint of bruising marring his skin.

He was beautiful.

“Se…hun…”

“Hi,” Sehun said, giving him a small smile. “So I guess you still check, huh?”

“Of course I still check! How can I not when…” When I miss you so much, when I want to see you so badly, when all I think about day and night is of you, and only you. Jongin bit his lip, looking away.

He did not hear a reply from Sehun, and only looked back when he heard a thud on the ground. Sehun was slumped down on the wall, legs pulled up and head resting on his knees. “I couldn’t do it,” he muttered.

“What?”

“I’m so stupid, but I-I couldn’t resist,” Sehun heaved a sigh, before he looked like he was giving up and letting it all spill out. “It was genuine, you know, the first three times. It really was all a coincident. But then-but then you’re just always there, in front of my eyes whenever I’ve given up all hope. You’re there, and you took me home, and-home, did you realize it? That place, it is my home now. Or at least, I consider it to be. God, I’m so stupid.”

“Sehun, what? You’re not making any sense.”

Sehun took in a deep breath, before confessing. “I did it on purpose. I lured those guys there and taunted them on purpose. I let myself get beaten up on purpose. Just so I can have an excuse to see you.”

Jongin’s breath caught in his throat.

“I know right? I’m so stupid, what kind of guy would… You can laugh at me if you want. Or hate me, I don’t know. I don’t care, I’m just so tired of hating myself. You can hate me, too.”

“Sehun,” Jongin called, dropping down onto his knees and grabbing Sehun's shoulders, pulling him up to see Jongin properly. “Sehun, look at me. Just a moment ago, I was hating myself, too, for wishing that I had never beaten those guys up. So that they would continue to bully you. So that I could still see you.”

“…What?”

“It’s true! All I can think of lately is you. I hate humans so much-God, I still hate humans, but you. You’re just,” Jongin groaned in frustration. “You drive me insane, Oh Sehun,” he breathed, hands tightening on the blond locks and pulled him into a desperate kiss.

Sehun froze for a second before his hands came up to grip at Jongin’s shoulder as he opened his mouth and responded to the kiss. Their tongues tangled with each other and Jongin pushed the other back until Sehun’s head was resting on the wall, fingers still grasping at Jongin’s shirt.

It was there that they shared their first kiss. The dingy, dirty alleyway - the place that started it all.



Jongin could barely keep himself from slamming the door shut as he pushed Sehun into the wall beside it instantly the moment they stepped inside the house, and he vaguely felt Sehun pushing a hand back to close the door gently.

“Monggu…” Sehun gasped between the frantic kisses.

“He’s sleeping.”

“Then… be quiet…!”

Jongin pulled back to look at Sehun’s flushed face before grabbing his hand and dragging him to the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

“Jongin…” Sehun breathed, squirming under his gaze as Jongin continued to stare at him silently. Finally, he walked over and pulled Sehun down to the bed with him.

“Sehun, I…” Jongin trailed off, wanting to say a million things to this boy before him and yet failing to put the words properly into sentences. “I…”

Sehun pressed his palm flat against Jongin’s chest. Jongin wondered if Sehun could hear his frenzied heartbeat as his heart struggled to break out of his ribs cages. “Tell me what you want,” he said.

“What I want…” Jongin repeated, eyes locked onto Sehun’s. “What I want…” He slowly lifted his hand up to feel the latter’s own heart. It was beating more rapidly than his own, if that was even possible. “What I want… is you. I want you.”

Sehun sucked in a breath. “Okay,” he said. “You can have me.”

Any last strings that had managed to still hold themselves together snapped inside Jongin as he pushed Sehun down on the bed and kissed him again, tongue shoved instantly into Sehun’s waiting mouth. His right hand slipped down to pinch at a nipple, and Jongin felt a shudder wrecking through him as Sehun moaned right into his mouth.

“Jongin…” Sehun’s hands came up to clutch at his shoulders as Jongin lifted his shirt up and mouthed at Sehun’s other nipple, his right hand still massaging the other one. He could feel himself getting so hard already with just Sehun moaning right above his ears. “Jongin, wait…”

Jongin pulled back. “What?”

Sehun looked up hesitantly before trying to sit up. “I… I want to make you feel good, too.”

Jongin stared at Sehun’s nervous but determined eyes, thinking of all the possibilities that could happen. “Not today,” Jongin replied, shaking his head. “Maybe another time. I want to take care of you today.” He pushed Sehun back down as he leaned over and rummaged through his drawer - he had a bottle of salve stored in there for his bruised skin or sore muscles whenever he practiced too hard - and righted himself back once he seized it in his hand.

Sehun watched silently as Jongin unzipped the other's pants and obediently shimmied out of them. “It’s cold,” he complained.

“Shh, it’s alright. it'll be hot soon, I promise.”

Sehun nodded and let out a loud moan as Jongin grasped his cock, stroking it up and down. He threw his head to the side and buried one cheek against the bed.

Jongin watched him as he slid his thumb right at the slit, pressing down, making the other cried out. “Sehun,” he breathed, “Sehun, have you done this before?”

Sehun looked at him with bleary eyes. “No, I told you… I haven’t… with anyone…” He groaned, sneaking a hand up to grasp at Jongin’s bicep. “What… about you?”

Jongin shook his head. He had never felt attracted to any humans before, male nor female, let alone having the urge to do it, although he did occasionally jerk off. “It can’t be too difficult.”

“I… I watched…” Sehun admitted, cheeks stained red.

“You watched?”

“Yeah, I… There’s supposed to be… this spot… It feels good… Or so I’ve heard.”

Jongin nodded. He vaguely recalled something like this in one of his health classes. “It… It might hurt, though,” he warned truthfully.

“It’s alright,” Sehun said, smiling at him. “I trust you.”

Jongin exhaled shakily. “Okay then.” He uncapped the bottle and poured a copious amount onto his fingers. “Tell me if it hurts, okay? I’ll stop, I promise.”

Sehun nodded, and Jongin slowly pushed in a finger at Sehun’s entrance. “How do you feel?”

“Weird,” Sehun answered, scrunching his face up. “Doesn’t hurt, but it’s. Well, weird.”

“Mnn,” Jongin hummed absentmindedly as he focused on sliding the finger in and out, trying to get the other used to the stretch before he pushed a second finger in. “You okay?”

“Yeah…”

Jongin noticed Sehun’s hands had slipped down and was grasping the bedsheets. He frowned in concentration as he dig his fingers around, trying to find that spot. Sehun was so tight, and so warm. Jongin’s mouth watered at thinking of being enveloped inside that heat.

“Jongin, you can add three if you want, I can-ah!” Sehun gasped suddenly, his whole body jolted up, and Jongin smirked.

“Found it,” he announced as he dragged his fingers against that spot again, making Sehun thrash his head from side to side, fingers gripping tightly at the sheets. As he was distracted, Jongin easily slipped in a third finger.

“Jongin, Jongin-ahh… Jongin, enough, just-” Sehun moaned, squirming as he unconsciously rocked himself back onto Jongin’s fingers.

“What do you mean, enough? You’re the one who wanted me to put three in,” Jongin said, a smirk still firmly in place.

“That was before-” His voice broke into a whimper, breath hitching as his hands slid up to grasp at Jongin again.

“What, Sehun?” Jongin asked, stilling his fingers. “Tell me what you want.”

Sehun just looked at Jongin, breathing heavily. “Don’t tease,” he complained. His cheeks were flushed, his mouth was hanging open with saliva dripping out, and his cock was jutting out a pretty pink. It was the hottest thing Jongin had ever seen, and he shifted slightly to adjust the bulge inside his pants.

“I’m not teasing, you never told me what you want,” Jongin hummed, dragging his fingers against the walls again, making Sehun shudder as his fingers clawed at Jongin’s skin, piercing blood.

“You’re such… a bastard…” Jongin answered that with another thrust of his fingers. “Okay, stop! I… I want… I want you, too.”

Jongin smiled. “Want me what?”

Sehun gritted his teeth. “I want you… in me.” Another drag of the fingers. “I want your cock.” Jongin relentlessly pressed all three of his fingers down at the spot. “I want you to fuck me. Please, please fuck me,” Sehun sobbed, tears flowing freely at this point.

“Shh, it’s alright,” Jongin said, bending down to lick a tear away. “I said I’ll take care of you, didn’t I? Come here,” He used his free hand to caress Sehun’s cheek before crashing their lips together. It was a gentle kiss, but Sehun’s hands were pounding at his chest.

“Then fucking take care of me, you asshole.”

Jongin grinned at him. “You’re such a brat.” He gave one last peck on his lips before pulling back. “And so hot. God, you don’t know what you look like right now.”

Sehun just blushed an even darker shade before grinding down on Jongin’s fingers, lips pulling into a pout.

“Alright, I understand.” Jongin pulled his fingers out, and started unzipping his pants. Truthfully, he was going to burst himself if he had dragged this on a little longer. It was just, Sehun was too cute like this. “I’m going to put it in now, okay?”

“God, yes, please,” Sehun breathed.

“Not god. Jongin. Say it.”

“Jongin, yes, plea-” Sehun’s words were broken by a moan as Jongin chose that moment to thrust into him. “Oh god, Jongin-Jongiiiiin.”

“How is it? How do you feel?” Jongin asked, still a bit worried as he slid into Sehun slowly until he bottomed out.

“Big… Full… Good… You can move now, Jongin,” Sehun gasped out.

“Oh thank god,” he muttered as he pulled out and gave a hard thrust in. The heat inside Sehun was incredible - he had never felt anything like this before. It was like he was drowning, but instead of a calming ocean, it was an endless, raging torrent. He felt like he was being swallowed and pulled helplessly by Sehun.

“Jongin, Jongin,” Sehun chanted as his hands were still clawing at his skin, as if searching for something, and Jongin belated realized as he took Sehun’s hands into his own, lacing their fingers together, before shoving their intertwined hands onto the bed harshly, fucking into Sehun with steady thrusts.

“You’re… so beautiful…” Jongin panted between each push. “So amazing… And all mine.”

“Yes, I’m yours,” Sehun whispered, breath hitching as Jongin pushed himself up on his knees, driving into his spot at every thrust, splintering his world into cracks of white and red. “I’ve been yours since the first time you saved me.”

“You… are my inspiration, too,” Jongin gasped out, before his vision blacked out for a moment as he came long and hard inside Sehun. When he could finally catch his breath again, he leaned down and murmured into his ear. “I love you.”

When Jongin did not hear a reply from Sehun, he drew back to find that Sehun had closed his eyes, seemingly asleep. He looked down to see a white, murky liquid dripping down Sehun’s stomach. It seemed Sehun came so hard he actually passed out.

Ruffling the other's hair affectionately, he smiled at the boy sleeping before him. “Still a kid.”



Jongin heard a low groan and teared his eyes away from the screen. “Hey, you awake?”

Sehun just nodded at him, sitting up before lazily plopping his chin on Jongin’s shoulder, looking at the screen. “Dog videos. Why am I not surprised.”

“Shut up. Don’t be cheeky or I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll pass out again.”

Even though Jongin could not see Sehun’s face at this angle, he could visualize the exact expression Sehun was making. It was probably not unlike the expression he would usually make when Jongin patted his head, or called him a kid, or when he had to grudgingly accept to Jongin calling him a kid just so the older would buy a bubble tea for him.

“I hate you.”

“Sure.”

“No, really, I hate you. My only favorites in the world are Monggu…”

“Bubble tea, milk,” Jongin supplied helpfully.

Sehun scoffed. “Yes! And Ka-Ah, that’s right!”

Jongin marveled at how much their relationship had changed as Sehun snatched his laptop and opened a new tab unceremoniously without bothering to say a thing, and yet Jongin did not mind at all.

That was, until he looked at what Sehun was doing. “Are you serious?”

“Of course! It’s Friday today! What if… aww… I guess he’s still not done yet.”

“Seriously? You just got fucked out of your mind last night yet the first thing you do when you wake up is to check whether some random Youtube dude has uploaded a video or not?”

“He’s not a random Youtube dude, he’s my inspiration!” Sehun protested before smirking. “What, are you jealous?”

Of myself? Sure, Jongin thought and rolled his eyes. Then he caught onto what Sehun said. “Inspiration, huh?”

“Yeah. Everyone surely has at least one person in their life that inspired them, right? Make them into a better person?”

Jongin kept silent and nodded.

“I mean, to think, even Kai has someone that inspires him in his life… Wow, that’s so cool to think about! Like, if Kai is so amazing already, think of how much more incredible the person that inspires him is!”

“Oh, you would never have guessed,” Jongin murmured.

"Hmn? Did you say something?"

"Nothing."



It had been a few weeks after they had officially started dating. Sehun could now visit Jongin’s house without any excuse. “Well, you’re my boyfriend, so why would you need an excuse to visit me?” Jongin had said, and Sehun had to hide a smile behind his palm at the declaration.

It was late in the afternoon. Jongin was out to pick up Monggu from the salon and, of course, to buy a bubble tea for Sehun nearby. He finally finished his homework and went online.

The first site that he typed in was still Youtube, despite how pointless it seemed to be nowadays. Sehun was starting to wonder if maybe something had happened to Kai. He had never been silent this long without any news at all. It had been over three months without a single new video posted nor even a small written update.

That was why, he almost thought he was dreaming and double-checked as he stared at the channel. “#94: Sorry to have kept you waiting”, the video's title said, and it had just been uploaded this morning.

Trembling with anticipation, he slowly clicked on it. Instantly, a white wall came into view.

“Hey guys! It’s been quite awhile, huh?”

Sehun bounced slightly on his seat as he watched.

“Sorry I went MIA for so long. A lot had happened. To tell you the truth, I got stuck on the choreo. It proved to be much harder than I thought.”

Ah, Sehun had figured so.

“Not to mention, something happened in my real life. Real life, ha! As if I had one before. I really didn’t, you know? I’m a total recluse.”

Sehun smiled as he listened to the familiar voice.

“Then I met someone. Someone who changed my life - who turned it upside down and inside out. To be honest, I was really annoyed at first. I told you, right? I’m a total recluse. I mean, I won’t even show my face to you guys!”

Familiar voice, Sehun thought, and frowned. It had been over three months since he had last heard Kai speak, but it still sounded so familiar, like he had just heard the voice recently.

“But this person… This person is someone special, alright. He changed me, made me want to change, into a better person. He’s my inspiration.”

Sehun’s eyes widened.

“And I mean, he really shouldn’t be, you know? He’s just a kid-Or, okay, he’s just a bit younger than me, but he still acts like a total kid. He bosses me around and makes me do things for him. I go to this bubble tea shop almost every day, see, because he’s like, addicted to bubble tea like one would get addicted to drugs, or something. God, I think everyone working there knows me by name, now. They don’t even ask me what flavor I want to buy before ringing me up anymore!” A laugh. “And it’s chocolate-flavored bubble tea! I mean, seriously, how old is he?”

Sehun bit his lips, confusion etched clearly into his eyes.

“Yet… yet he nags like a mom. He always scolds me for eating too much chicken-Hey, to all my viewers, chicken is yummy, right? Please tell me you agree with me! Because he sure doesn’t. He buys all these vegetables for me and makes me eat vegetarian fried rice every time I see him. And his cooking skills…” Another laugh. “But… I haven't had someone cooked for me in a long time. I almost cried when he first cooked for me, but shhh, okay? And I know he forces me to eat all those bland food because he cares for me, and only wants the best for me. That’s why I will still eat them. Every single last bit of food.” The camera shook, swirling around before settling on a chest and then titled up to reveal a neck, chin, and mouth. “Even though I still hate broccoli so much, yeah, you heard me!” A tongue was stuck out playfully.

Sehun felt frozen at his seat.

The body leaned back, resting on a wall. “It’s amazing, really, how much one person can change because of someone else. Do you know what else is amazing about him? He also dances! In fact, he was the one who helped me get over this… dancer’s block, so to speak. He dances really well, too. My dream is someday to choreograph and dance to a song together with him, film it, and put it up for the whole world to see.”

Sehun’s hands gripped onto the edge of his seat.

“To see that, he is mine. And I am his. This video is dedicated to you, my bratty dongsaeng, my same-age friend, that kid I took home one day because my puppy told me to. Speaking of which, do you know my puppy likes him better than me? And he always says he likes my puppy better than me, too. No one likes me, obviously.” A mock-pout.

Where is Jongin? Where is Monggu? Sehun thought frantically.

“And yet.” A pause. “You’re the best thing that has happened in my life. This video wouldn’t’ve been completed without you. I wouldn’t’ve been completed without you.”

A tear started dropping down his cheek.

“I am no longer afraid of anything, as long as you’re by my side. That’s why…” The video shook again as the camera shifted higher, slowly, until a full face came into view. The face with a grin he had came to know so well. “I love you, Sehun. Thank you for being in my life.”

Music started playing, and Sehun watched, tears streaming down his face, as the choreography he and Jongin had spent so many nights together, wracking their brains over ideas, came to life in front of his eyes.



Jongin barely had time to open the door before a weight crashed down upon him, making him almost topple to the ground if it had not been for his grip on the door frame.

“Wha-Sehun? What’s…”

“I love you, Jongin, Kai,” Sehun whispered into his ear, hands clenched tight around his neck. “Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for being in my life. Thank you for completing me, too.”

Jongin smiled softly, righting himself as he pulled back to look at Sehun properly. “You silly kid, your eyes are red,” he said, wiping away a lingering tear. He leaned in, about to pull Sehun into a kiss when…

“Woof!”

The two looked down to see Monggu nuzzling at Sehun’s feet. “Woof, woof!”

Sehun broke away from Jongin much to the latter’s dismay and crouched down to ruffle the newly-trimmed fur instead. “Aww, Monggu, don’t worry, I still love you best.”

“Hey!”

“And you love me best, too, don’t you, Monggu?” Sehun continued without missing a beat. His-their-puppy barked happily as it wagged its tail excitedly.

Jongin sighed, but there was a fond smile on his lips. He guessed he could never mind it for today. Monggu did bring them together after all.

Just for today, though.

■ there was supposed to be a whole backstory for jongin's past but I ran out of time and the wordcount was scaring me, so... ;;
■ this was my first sekai fic ever?? so I was super nervous worrying if i got my characterizations right, but !!
■ I did have fun writing it, and thank you for reading! ♥

sehun, [exo], jongin, *sekai

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