Someday [1/?]
Title: Someday
Beta: minniesaranghae
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Humor, Drama
Summary: They were two souls meant to teach each other how to love, and most importantly, how to live.
Birthday story for freakybiatch ♥
Jaejoong pulled his leather jacket on and glanced back at Junsu, who was trailing after him. He sighed and turned around quickly, the shorter man nearly bumping into him.
“Really, Jaejoong, this is stupid.” Junsu said breathlessly as he pulled at Jaejoong’s jacket, “I mean, one failed exam really shouldn’t make you act like this -“
“I studied my ass off.” Jaejoong replied tensely, the feeling of bitterness and irritation taking hold of him once more. “I study so fucking hard every single day, yet I still fail tests. It’s a fucking waste of time. I should be having fun with my life.”
“Jaejoong -“
“It’s either you’re coming with me, or you’re not.” Jaejoong declared after he glanced at the club they were supposed to be inside already. “Really, Junsu, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m a big boy, I’ll be fine.”
“What if you get raped or -“
Jaejoong stared at Junsu blankly. “Raped?” he chuckled and shook his head, “No.” he placed his hand on Junsu’s shoulder reassuringly, guilt creeping up at him for venting out frustrations on the other man just moments beforehand. “I’ll be fine, trust me. You have a test tomorrow, go home and rest.”
“Jaejoong -“
Before Junsu could convince Jaejoong to go back to their shared apartment, the other student was already running for the club.
o-o-o
Days of sleepless nights had amounted to nothing.
Jaejoong stared at the failing mark on his exam paper and crumpled it immediately in his hands before he tossed it aside. He could feel the questioning eyes of his classmates burning into his back, but he didn’t bother to acknowledge their curious gazes and instead chose to walk out of the classroom.
He immediately dialed the first number on his phone, “Junsu?”
“Ah, Jaejoong? How did you do in your test? I’m sure you aced it -“
Jaejoong clenched his jaw and kept his eyes on the ground. “I failed.” He replied, bitterness more than obvious in his tone of voice. “I studied so fucking hard, and I still failed.”
“I’m sure -“
“Do you want to go out tonight?” Jaejoong asked, “I want to go to that club Yongbae mentioned before. I’ve never gone to a club before.” He glanced down at his watch, “It should be fun I think.”
“Jaejoong, there are still exams -“
“I’ll call you later.” Jaejoong said finally before he hung up. Sure, he was being a little mean, but he figured that he at least deserved to feel bitter about the current turn of events. He sacrificed so much of his time to study for a future that he didn’t even have planned out.
What did he want to do with his life anyway? Most of his plans were his mother’s plans for him, and rarely did he ever get to do what he wanted because of how indecisive he was.
He was sick of everything, but there was one thing he knew he wanted to do.
He wanted to get drunk.
o-o-o
To be honest, Jaejoong had no clue about what he was supposed to do. He sat awkwardly by himself, nursing a beer as he watched the crowd. The club was filled to the brim, and there were so many people that he had no idea how he’d ever find his way out.
His bravado had run out, and now all he wanted to do was crawl back home, endure the wrath of his mother, and bury himself under his pillows.
God, he was pathetic.
“First time?”
Jaejoong glanced up at the bartender nervously, “Is it that obvious?” He turned around to face the older man and gripped his beer a little tighter, “I think I’ll probably need three more of these if I’m ever going to loosen up.”
“I’m sure someone will be willing to buy you more of those.” The older man said with a genuine smile as he wiped his hands with a cloth, “A pretty boy like yourself won’t be having a hard time finding company here.”
Jaejoong pouted and rested his chin against his palm, “The question is will that person be worth my attention?”
The bartender chuckled, “I don’t know about that, but let’s hope so.” He set down a glass of vodka in front of Jaejoong, “So, here to drink your problems away rich boy?”
Jaejoong frowned, “What are you -“
“That watch on your wrist, Rolex, isn’t it?” the bartender asked, pointing at the accessory.
Jaejoong glanced down at it. “So? That doesn’t mean -“
“I’m not judging you.” The older man said with a chuckle, “Just be yourself. There’s nothing wrong with living in the lap of luxury as long as you don’t rub in that fact into everyone’s faces.” He pushed the glass toward Jaejoong, “This one’s on the house.”
A loud wailing sound filled the club, and Jaejoong cringed. He glanced in the direction of the stage where an awkward looking band was performing with a Mick Jagger wannabe lead vocalist. He shook his head disapprovingly and turned his attention back to the bartender.
“They suck.”
“I know.” The bartender replied with a small smile, “But hey, you have to give everyone a chance right? It’s not fair if I just reject everyone.”
“You own the club?” Jaejoong asked as he was midway to raising his glass to his lips.
The older man nodded and held out his hand, “Lee Joonha.”
Jaejoong shook the man’s hand, “Kim Jaejoong.”
“I didn’t figure that you’d be into younger men Joonha.” A young man said as he sidled up to the counter. He spared one glance at Jaejoong before he pulled out his wallet and placed a few bills onto the surface of the counter. “I wonder why you haven’t hit on me before.”
Joonha rolled his eyes and took the bills away, “I’m married, and I was talking to this young man over here because unlike you, he actually has sense.” He smiled kindly at Jaejoong, “Luckily for you, you missed the performance of Mr. Flirtatious over here.”
“Hey, we’re the only reason people show up in this dingy place.” The young man protested. He turned his head and glanced at Jaejoong, this time his eyes focusing on him for a longer period of time. He blinked twice and smiled before he held out his hand.
“Jung Yunho.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at Jaejoong, his eyes raking over the other man’s features appreciatively. The other man was pretty much everything that he’d been looking for - gorgeous, and if his clothes were examples of anything, he was stylish too.
“You look uncomfortable.” Yunho said as he reached out to pull Jaejoong away from his barstool, “I’ll bring you some place where we can talk better. You wouldn’t mind that, would you?” he asked with a small grin.
He turned his head, and Jaejoong’s eyes stared back at him warily.
“Am I coming off too strong?” Yunho asked, turning around and nearly colliding against the other man completely. He crossed his arms and cocked his head to the side, “I just like you, you know.”
“You like me?” Jaejoong chuckled and shook his head, “I find that surprising.”
Yunho laughed, “And why is that? You’re attractive, and I think you and I have had at least an hour’s worth of good conversation - that should be enough for me to like you.” He placed his hand boldly on Jaejoong’s waist, “You have a great body.”
“Thank you for ruining my impression of you and acting sleazy.” Jaejoong retorted, although the quirk of a smile on his lips contrasted his unimpressed tone of voice. “I think I should probably go look for someone else to stay with -“
“Baby, don’t be like that.” Yunho flirted as he snaked his arm around Jaejoong’s waist to lead the other man to a more secluded area of the club. He leaned down and exhaled against Jaejoong’s neck, “You know I only want you, so don’t leave.”
Jaejoong’s husky chuckle sent shivers up Yunho’s spine which resulted in the latter only tightening his grip on the man. Jaejoong turned his head and stared straight into Yunho’s eyes with a boldness that was more than just attractive. “How are you going to convince me to stay then?”
Yunho grinned, “I think I know more than one way how.” He drawled before he crashed his lips onto Jaejoong’s. He felt the other man lean into his touch, and as soon as Jaejoong opened his mouth for him willingly, a smirk of victory crossed Yunho’s face.
Jaejoong was definitely going to stay.
o-o-o
One night stands were not his thing.
Yet, as Yunho slipped his hands underneath his shirt and explored his body, Jaejoong was beginning to reconsider that policy. He pulled Yunho closer to deepen their kiss and carded his hands through the other man’s hair.
The feeling of Yunho’s lips against his was amazing, perfect, surreal, and Jaejoong really didn’t know how he’d allowed himself to resist. Their tongues entwined, and Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut. He pulled away moments later to catch his breath, and Yunho chose to turn his attention to the skin of Jaejoong’s neck.
Jaejoong moaned softly as Yunho bit at a sensitive part of his neck, and he buried his fingers into Yunho’s soft hair. He opened his eyes, and he caught eyes with a person who was looking at them from a distance. A blush immediately crossed his cheeks, and he promptly pushed Yunho away.
Yunho looked at him with dark eyes, “What -“
“Can we not do this here?” Jaejoong asked softly, trying to calm himself down. A shy smile crossed his face and he roped his fingers into the loops of Yunho’s jeans to show that he was still very much interested. “Can we go somewhere more private?”
A mischievous smile lit up Yunho’s face, “Do you want to go back to my place?” he asked as he settled his hands on Jaejoong’s waist. He placed a soft kiss on Jaejoong’s jaw, “We could continue this over there.”
Jaejoong’s heart pounded in his chest, and he slowly lifted his eyes to meet Yunho’s. The other man was staring at him with such an intense look of desire and want, that it had him practically melting into Yunho’s touch.
One night wouldn’t hurt - he could break his rules.
A seductive smile crossed Jaejoong’s lips, and he noticed how Yunho’s eyes were immediately drawn to the lower half of his face. He reached out and gently tilted Yunho’s head back up so that they could meet one another’s eyes.
“Sure, let’s go.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at Jaejoong.
“Shit, you’re fucking gorgeous.” He hissed before he pulled off the other man’s shirt and began to make quick work of Jaejoong’s belt, “I can’t believe you’re real.” Yunho tugged at Jaejoong’s earlobe, and the sound of the other man moaning in pleasure only further tightened his pants.
He could feel the other man’s hands running all over his body, but it was Jaejoong’s voice that was doing wondrous things to his ego. Jaejoong was so loud, and he was making all sorts of noises that sent blood rushing to Yunho’s cock.
Yunho bit at Jaejoong’s neck, determined to leave a mark, before he pulled away to take off his own shirt. Jaejoong undid his belt buckle, and as Yunho clambered off him to take off his own pants, he watched as Jaejoong slowly pulled his jeans off his legs to reveal his erected member.
Yunho kicked off his boxers and immediately clambered back on top of Jaejoong. “No foreplay.” He hissed as he felt Jaejoong’s hands brush against his erection. He took Jaejoong’s hands and pinned them over his head before he began to grind his lower body against Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong hissed, “I thought you said no foreplay?” he bit his lip and tried to control his moans, but after a few seconds, he eventually stopped holding himself back and let out a wanton moan.
“One second,” Yunho drawled before he reached over to his nightstand to pull out lube and a condom packet. He returned his gaze back to Jaejoong’s face, and the other man was staring at him with lustful doe eyes. “You really have to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” Jaejoong asked innocently as he tore open the condom packet for Yunho. He slowly rolled it onto Yunho, his hands eagerly touching Yunho’s cock. “Like I want you in me really bad?”
Yunho groaned and pressed a kiss down onto Jaejoong’s lips, feeling like he was tasting heaven in itself. He deepened the kiss and licked every corner of Jaejoong’s mouth, eager to taste the intoxicating mix of alcohol and cigarettes that lingered in the other man’s mouth.
He quickly pulled away and lathered lube onto his fingers, but before Jaejoong could protest their lack of contact, he inserted one finger into the other man’s tight entrance. Jaejoong let out a gasp of surprise, and Yunho wriggled his finger around, loosening up the tightness.
“You’re so tight.” Yunho hissed before he inserted a second finger, slowly scissoring him open. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“It’s been a while.” Jaejoong replied between moans as he gripped Yunho’s bed sheets tightly. His eyes fluttered shut in pleasure, “Too long.”
Yunho grinned and pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s jaw before he placed copious amounts of lube onto his arousal. He stroked himself for a few seconds and used his other hand to pinch Jaejoong’s nipple. Jaejoong’s eyes opened, and he licked his lips. “Are you -“
“It’s going to hurt.” Yunho murmured as Jaejoong opened his legs for him. He positioned his cock at Jaejoong’s entrance, “But it’ll be worth it.” He said with a confident smile before he thrust in, his eyes shutting in pleasure.
Jaejoong was perfect and tight. Yunho thrust in deeper, and he could feel Jaejoong’s hands reaching over to his back to sink his nails into his skin. He gripped Jaejoong’s waist and looked into the other man’s eyes, “Do you like how it feels baby?” he asked huskily, leaning down to capture Jaejoong’s lips once more.
Yunho began to slam into Jaejoong, and he gripped Jaejoong tightly. He left searing kisses all over Jaejoong’s skin, and as Jaejoong moaned louder and more wantonly with each thrust, it only further encouraged him to go faster.
Within minutes, Jaejoong came messily all over their bodies, and Yunho came not long after. Their heavy breaths filled up the silence in the room, and Yunho stared down at Jaejoong.
The other man’s lips were completely bruised and irresistibly red, and his previously neat hair was completely mussed and damp. Yunho ran a hand through the other man’s hair, and Jaejoong looked up at him with tired eyes.
“That was good.” Yunho murmured before he pulled out and lied down next to Jaejoong. He pulled off the condom and discarded it before he returned to the bed. He could hear Jaejoong shifting uncomfortably, and he reached out to pull Jaejoong close. “You were perfect.” He whispered into Jaejoong’s ear, the other man noticeably relaxing afterwards.
Yunho inhaled Jaejoong’s scent and pressed a soft kiss against the other man’s neck. He wasn’t a believer of love at first sight, but something in him wanted Jaejoong for more than just one night. There was something there for him to discover, and he already knew that he was completely interested in the other man.
Yunho buried his face into Jaejoong’s neck and pulled Jaejoong closer, enjoying the warmth of their closeness. “I’ll see you in the morning.” He whispered before his eyes fluttered shut and he let himself drift off to sleep.
o-o-o
Jaejoong woke up with a jolt.
His eyes widened, and the moment he tried to get off the bed, a sharp pain ran up his back. Jaejoong winced and slowly got up. He turned his head and stared at Yunho, who was snoring softly and was still noticeably naked.
He swallowed hard, unsure of what to do next. What was he supposed to do? Was he supposed to leave a note and say thank you, or was he just supposed to leave?
Jaejoong bit his lip and instead ran to the bathroom to clean himself up. He completely washed off the remnants of the previous night’s activities, and when he lifted his eyes up to look at himself in the mirror, his eyes widened at the sight of the dark bruises on his neck.
He looked thoroughly fucked.
Jaejoong blushed and quickly went back inside Yunho’s room to throw on all his clothes. He changed quickly and looked around for a few seconds to see if he left anything, but as he was about to leave the room, his attention shifted over to Yunho.
He watched as Yunho’s arm reached out to where he’d been on the bed, and his heart clenched at the sweetness of the gesture, but the reminder of being late for his first class jolted him back to reality and he rushed out of the room.
Jaejoong made his way for the door and left the apartment.
The previous night was a good memory, and he intended to keep it. He’d finally experienced what it was like to live outside of his usual routine, and now, he was ready to return to his normal lifestyle.
He didn’t belong in the world that Yunho lived in.
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Author’s Note: Sorry for not updating this yesterday, Mika, you know I love you! XD The winner of last update’s guess is kyuhae_vip! Also, for the next guess, you all will have to guess in my NaNoWriMo story, which shall be updated after this one, in a few minutes. XD This story is going to be relatively short, probably ten chapters at least. It’ll also have a lot of smut. .___. Hahaha. XD This was inspired by the time when I wanted nothing more but to hang out with The Strokes just to see what it was like to live with bands and the like. This was also somewhat inspired by the anime/manga Paradise Kiss, so if there are similarities in theme, then that’s the reason. The similarities won’t be that great though. Once again, thank you for reading and please comment! ♥
Beta: minniesaranghae
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Humor, Drama
Summary: They were two souls meant to teach each other how to love, and most importantly, how to live.
Birthday story for freakybiatch ♥
Jaejoong pulled his leather jacket on and glanced back at Junsu, who was trailing after him. He sighed and turned around quickly, the shorter man nearly bumping into him.
“Really, Jaejoong, this is stupid.” Junsu said breathlessly as he pulled at Jaejoong’s jacket, “I mean, one failed exam really shouldn’t make you act like this -“
“I studied my ass off.” Jaejoong replied tensely, the feeling of bitterness and irritation taking hold of him once more. “I study so fucking hard every single day, yet I still fail tests. It’s a fucking waste of time. I should be having fun with my life.”
“Jaejoong -“
“It’s either you’re coming with me, or you’re not.” Jaejoong declared after he glanced at the club they were supposed to be inside already. “Really, Junsu, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m a big boy, I’ll be fine.”
“What if you get raped or -“
Jaejoong stared at Junsu blankly. “Raped?” he chuckled and shook his head, “No.” he placed his hand on Junsu’s shoulder reassuringly, guilt creeping up at him for venting out frustrations on the other man just moments beforehand. “I’ll be fine, trust me. You have a test tomorrow, go home and rest.”
“Jaejoong -“
Before Junsu could convince Jaejoong to go back to their shared apartment, the other student was already running for the club.
o-o-o
Days of sleepless nights had amounted to nothing.
Jaejoong stared at the failing mark on his exam paper and crumpled it immediately in his hands before he tossed it aside. He could feel the questioning eyes of his classmates burning into his back, but he didn’t bother to acknowledge their curious gazes and instead chose to walk out of the classroom.
He immediately dialed the first number on his phone, “Junsu?”
“Ah, Jaejoong? How did you do in your test? I’m sure you aced it -“
Jaejoong clenched his jaw and kept his eyes on the ground. “I failed.” He replied, bitterness more than obvious in his tone of voice. “I studied so fucking hard, and I still failed.”
“I’m sure -“
“Do you want to go out tonight?” Jaejoong asked, “I want to go to that club Yongbae mentioned before. I’ve never gone to a club before.” He glanced down at his watch, “It should be fun I think.”
“Jaejoong, there are still exams -“
“I’ll call you later.” Jaejoong said finally before he hung up. Sure, he was being a little mean, but he figured that he at least deserved to feel bitter about the current turn of events. He sacrificed so much of his time to study for a future that he didn’t even have planned out.
What did he want to do with his life anyway? Most of his plans were his mother’s plans for him, and rarely did he ever get to do what he wanted because of how indecisive he was.
He was sick of everything, but there was one thing he knew he wanted to do.
He wanted to get drunk.
o-o-o
To be honest, Jaejoong had no clue about what he was supposed to do. He sat awkwardly by himself, nursing a beer as he watched the crowd. The club was filled to the brim, and there were so many people that he had no idea how he’d ever find his way out.
His bravado had run out, and now all he wanted to do was crawl back home, endure the wrath of his mother, and bury himself under his pillows.
God, he was pathetic.
“First time?”
Jaejoong glanced up at the bartender nervously, “Is it that obvious?” He turned around to face the older man and gripped his beer a little tighter, “I think I’ll probably need three more of these if I’m ever going to loosen up.”
“I’m sure someone will be willing to buy you more of those.” The older man said with a genuine smile as he wiped his hands with a cloth, “A pretty boy like yourself won’t be having a hard time finding company here.”
Jaejoong pouted and rested his chin against his palm, “The question is will that person be worth my attention?”
The bartender chuckled, “I don’t know about that, but let’s hope so.” He set down a glass of vodka in front of Jaejoong, “So, here to drink your problems away rich boy?”
Jaejoong frowned, “What are you -“
“That watch on your wrist, Rolex, isn’t it?” the bartender asked, pointing at the accessory.
Jaejoong glanced down at it. “So? That doesn’t mean -“
“I’m not judging you.” The older man said with a chuckle, “Just be yourself. There’s nothing wrong with living in the lap of luxury as long as you don’t rub in that fact into everyone’s faces.” He pushed the glass toward Jaejoong, “This one’s on the house.”
A loud wailing sound filled the club, and Jaejoong cringed. He glanced in the direction of the stage where an awkward looking band was performing with a Mick Jagger wannabe lead vocalist. He shook his head disapprovingly and turned his attention back to the bartender.
“They suck.”
“I know.” The bartender replied with a small smile, “But hey, you have to give everyone a chance right? It’s not fair if I just reject everyone.”
“You own the club?” Jaejoong asked as he was midway to raising his glass to his lips.
The older man nodded and held out his hand, “Lee Joonha.”
Jaejoong shook the man’s hand, “Kim Jaejoong.”
“I didn’t figure that you’d be into younger men Joonha.” A young man said as he sidled up to the counter. He spared one glance at Jaejoong before he pulled out his wallet and placed a few bills onto the surface of the counter. “I wonder why you haven’t hit on me before.”
Joonha rolled his eyes and took the bills away, “I’m married, and I was talking to this young man over here because unlike you, he actually has sense.” He smiled kindly at Jaejoong, “Luckily for you, you missed the performance of Mr. Flirtatious over here.”
“Hey, we’re the only reason people show up in this dingy place.” The young man protested. He turned his head and glanced at Jaejoong, this time his eyes focusing on him for a longer period of time. He blinked twice and smiled before he held out his hand.
“Jung Yunho.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at Jaejoong, his eyes raking over the other man’s features appreciatively. The other man was pretty much everything that he’d been looking for - gorgeous, and if his clothes were examples of anything, he was stylish too.
“You look uncomfortable.” Yunho said as he reached out to pull Jaejoong away from his barstool, “I’ll bring you some place where we can talk better. You wouldn’t mind that, would you?” he asked with a small grin.
He turned his head, and Jaejoong’s eyes stared back at him warily.
“Am I coming off too strong?” Yunho asked, turning around and nearly colliding against the other man completely. He crossed his arms and cocked his head to the side, “I just like you, you know.”
“You like me?” Jaejoong chuckled and shook his head, “I find that surprising.”
Yunho laughed, “And why is that? You’re attractive, and I think you and I have had at least an hour’s worth of good conversation - that should be enough for me to like you.” He placed his hand boldly on Jaejoong’s waist, “You have a great body.”
“Thank you for ruining my impression of you and acting sleazy.” Jaejoong retorted, although the quirk of a smile on his lips contrasted his unimpressed tone of voice. “I think I should probably go look for someone else to stay with -“
“Baby, don’t be like that.” Yunho flirted as he snaked his arm around Jaejoong’s waist to lead the other man to a more secluded area of the club. He leaned down and exhaled against Jaejoong’s neck, “You know I only want you, so don’t leave.”
Jaejoong’s husky chuckle sent shivers up Yunho’s spine which resulted in the latter only tightening his grip on the man. Jaejoong turned his head and stared straight into Yunho’s eyes with a boldness that was more than just attractive. “How are you going to convince me to stay then?”
Yunho grinned, “I think I know more than one way how.” He drawled before he crashed his lips onto Jaejoong’s. He felt the other man lean into his touch, and as soon as Jaejoong opened his mouth for him willingly, a smirk of victory crossed Yunho’s face.
Jaejoong was definitely going to stay.
o-o-o
One night stands were not his thing.
Yet, as Yunho slipped his hands underneath his shirt and explored his body, Jaejoong was beginning to reconsider that policy. He pulled Yunho closer to deepen their kiss and carded his hands through the other man’s hair.
The feeling of Yunho’s lips against his was amazing, perfect, surreal, and Jaejoong really didn’t know how he’d allowed himself to resist. Their tongues entwined, and Jaejoong’s eyes fluttered shut. He pulled away moments later to catch his breath, and Yunho chose to turn his attention to the skin of Jaejoong’s neck.
Jaejoong moaned softly as Yunho bit at a sensitive part of his neck, and he buried his fingers into Yunho’s soft hair. He opened his eyes, and he caught eyes with a person who was looking at them from a distance. A blush immediately crossed his cheeks, and he promptly pushed Yunho away.
Yunho looked at him with dark eyes, “What -“
“Can we not do this here?” Jaejoong asked softly, trying to calm himself down. A shy smile crossed his face and he roped his fingers into the loops of Yunho’s jeans to show that he was still very much interested. “Can we go somewhere more private?”
A mischievous smile lit up Yunho’s face, “Do you want to go back to my place?” he asked as he settled his hands on Jaejoong’s waist. He placed a soft kiss on Jaejoong’s jaw, “We could continue this over there.”
Jaejoong’s heart pounded in his chest, and he slowly lifted his eyes to meet Yunho’s. The other man was staring at him with such an intense look of desire and want, that it had him practically melting into Yunho’s touch.
One night wouldn’t hurt - he could break his rules.
A seductive smile crossed Jaejoong’s lips, and he noticed how Yunho’s eyes were immediately drawn to the lower half of his face. He reached out and gently tilted Yunho’s head back up so that they could meet one another’s eyes.
“Sure, let’s go.”
o-o-o
Yunho stared at Jaejoong.
“Shit, you’re fucking gorgeous.” He hissed before he pulled off the other man’s shirt and began to make quick work of Jaejoong’s belt, “I can’t believe you’re real.” Yunho tugged at Jaejoong’s earlobe, and the sound of the other man moaning in pleasure only further tightened his pants.
He could feel the other man’s hands running all over his body, but it was Jaejoong’s voice that was doing wondrous things to his ego. Jaejoong was so loud, and he was making all sorts of noises that sent blood rushing to Yunho’s cock.
Yunho bit at Jaejoong’s neck, determined to leave a mark, before he pulled away to take off his own shirt. Jaejoong undid his belt buckle, and as Yunho clambered off him to take off his own pants, he watched as Jaejoong slowly pulled his jeans off his legs to reveal his erected member.
Yunho kicked off his boxers and immediately clambered back on top of Jaejoong. “No foreplay.” He hissed as he felt Jaejoong’s hands brush against his erection. He took Jaejoong’s hands and pinned them over his head before he began to grind his lower body against Jaejoong’s.
Jaejoong hissed, “I thought you said no foreplay?” he bit his lip and tried to control his moans, but after a few seconds, he eventually stopped holding himself back and let out a wanton moan.
“One second,” Yunho drawled before he reached over to his nightstand to pull out lube and a condom packet. He returned his gaze back to Jaejoong’s face, and the other man was staring at him with lustful doe eyes. “You really have to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” Jaejoong asked innocently as he tore open the condom packet for Yunho. He slowly rolled it onto Yunho, his hands eagerly touching Yunho’s cock. “Like I want you in me really bad?”
Yunho groaned and pressed a kiss down onto Jaejoong’s lips, feeling like he was tasting heaven in itself. He deepened the kiss and licked every corner of Jaejoong’s mouth, eager to taste the intoxicating mix of alcohol and cigarettes that lingered in the other man’s mouth.
He quickly pulled away and lathered lube onto his fingers, but before Jaejoong could protest their lack of contact, he inserted one finger into the other man’s tight entrance. Jaejoong let out a gasp of surprise, and Yunho wriggled his finger around, loosening up the tightness.
“You’re so tight.” Yunho hissed before he inserted a second finger, slowly scissoring him open. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”
“It’s been a while.” Jaejoong replied between moans as he gripped Yunho’s bed sheets tightly. His eyes fluttered shut in pleasure, “Too long.”
Yunho grinned and pressed a kiss to Jaejoong’s jaw before he placed copious amounts of lube onto his arousal. He stroked himself for a few seconds and used his other hand to pinch Jaejoong’s nipple. Jaejoong’s eyes opened, and he licked his lips. “Are you -“
“It’s going to hurt.” Yunho murmured as Jaejoong opened his legs for him. He positioned his cock at Jaejoong’s entrance, “But it’ll be worth it.” He said with a confident smile before he thrust in, his eyes shutting in pleasure.
Jaejoong was perfect and tight. Yunho thrust in deeper, and he could feel Jaejoong’s hands reaching over to his back to sink his nails into his skin. He gripped Jaejoong’s waist and looked into the other man’s eyes, “Do you like how it feels baby?” he asked huskily, leaning down to capture Jaejoong’s lips once more.
Yunho began to slam into Jaejoong, and he gripped Jaejoong tightly. He left searing kisses all over Jaejoong’s skin, and as Jaejoong moaned louder and more wantonly with each thrust, it only further encouraged him to go faster.
Within minutes, Jaejoong came messily all over their bodies, and Yunho came not long after. Their heavy breaths filled up the silence in the room, and Yunho stared down at Jaejoong.
The other man’s lips were completely bruised and irresistibly red, and his previously neat hair was completely mussed and damp. Yunho ran a hand through the other man’s hair, and Jaejoong looked up at him with tired eyes.
“That was good.” Yunho murmured before he pulled out and lied down next to Jaejoong. He pulled off the condom and discarded it before he returned to the bed. He could hear Jaejoong shifting uncomfortably, and he reached out to pull Jaejoong close. “You were perfect.” He whispered into Jaejoong’s ear, the other man noticeably relaxing afterwards.
Yunho inhaled Jaejoong’s scent and pressed a soft kiss against the other man’s neck. He wasn’t a believer of love at first sight, but something in him wanted Jaejoong for more than just one night. There was something there for him to discover, and he already knew that he was completely interested in the other man.
Yunho buried his face into Jaejoong’s neck and pulled Jaejoong closer, enjoying the warmth of their closeness. “I’ll see you in the morning.” He whispered before his eyes fluttered shut and he let himself drift off to sleep.
o-o-o
Jaejoong woke up with a jolt.
His eyes widened, and the moment he tried to get off the bed, a sharp pain ran up his back. Jaejoong winced and slowly got up. He turned his head and stared at Yunho, who was snoring softly and was still noticeably naked.
He swallowed hard, unsure of what to do next. What was he supposed to do? Was he supposed to leave a note and say thank you, or was he just supposed to leave?
Jaejoong bit his lip and instead ran to the bathroom to clean himself up. He completely washed off the remnants of the previous night’s activities, and when he lifted his eyes up to look at himself in the mirror, his eyes widened at the sight of the dark bruises on his neck.
He looked thoroughly fucked.
Jaejoong blushed and quickly went back inside Yunho’s room to throw on all his clothes. He changed quickly and looked around for a few seconds to see if he left anything, but as he was about to leave the room, his attention shifted over to Yunho.
He watched as Yunho’s arm reached out to where he’d been on the bed, and his heart clenched at the sweetness of the gesture, but the reminder of being late for his first class jolted him back to reality and he rushed out of the room.
Jaejoong made his way for the door and left the apartment.
The previous night was a good memory, and he intended to keep it. He’d finally experienced what it was like to live outside of his usual routine, and now, he was ready to return to his normal lifestyle.
He didn’t belong in the world that Yunho lived in.
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Author’s Note: Sorry for not updating this yesterday, Mika, you know I love you! XD The winner of last update’s guess is kyuhae_vip! Also, for the next guess, you all will have to guess in my NaNoWriMo story, which shall be updated after this one, in a few minutes. XD This story is going to be relatively short, probably ten chapters at least. It’ll also have a lot of smut. .___. Hahaha. XD This was inspired by the time when I wanted nothing more but to hang out with The Strokes just to see what it was like to live with bands and the like. This was also somewhat inspired by the anime/manga Paradise Kiss, so if there are similarities in theme, then that’s the reason. The similarities won’t be that great though. Once again, thank you for reading and please comment! ♥