A Learning Process [13A/?]
Title: A Learning Process
Beta: causticaria
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Jaejoong fiddled with his tie and stuck his tongue out as he looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was simply styled, his suit fit him well, and all in all, he was happy to say that he looked pretty damn gorgeous. Despite the fact that he usually found prom a ridiculous event, the idea of spending most of the evening with Yunho was enough to lighten his mood about the whole event.
There was a knock, and Jaejoong glanced at the door, “What?”
“Jaejoong, Yunho’s here to pick you up,” Yoori said through the door, “Mom and dad are talking to him, and I think there’s something pretty much everyone wants to say to you at the present moment.”
Jaejoong walked over to the door and opened it, “What is it?”
“Have safe sex,” Yoori said with a teasing grin as she slipped a condom packet into Jaejoong’s pocket, “And have fun…at prom and at your hotel room-“
Jaejoong’s face flushed red with embarrassment, and he stormed past his sister to head down to the living room. He stopped in stunned surprised to see Yunho charming his parents, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.
“Honey! Take a couple of pictures with Yunho!” his mother said happily as she got off the sofa to pull him by the arm and drag him over to Yunho, “You two look absolutely adorable together.”
“Thank you Mrs. Kim,” Yunho said politely as he turned to Jaejoong and grinned, “You look beautiful.”
Jaejoong blushed and dug his nails into Yunho’s arm as his mother continued to coo and appreciate how good they looked together, “Thanks. You look really handsome, and I think my parents like you.”
Yunho leaned over to whisper into Jaejoong’s ear, “Like me? They love me.” He smirked and pulled Jaejoong closer, “Now smile.”
Jaejoong’s sisters piled into the room, and they cooed over Yunho while teasing their own brother for not looking handsome enough.
“Jaejoong, your hair looks terrible!”
“Are you really wearing that?” “It’s cute that your ties are the same color, but Yunho’s tie is nicer than yours!”
“Jaejoong, your condom fell.”
All eyes were drawn to Jaejoong, and he immediately froze in horror. He glanced down the packet that was on the floor, and when he raised his eyes, all of his family members and Yunho were staring at him in wide eyed surprise.
Fuck.
o-o-o
“I wish I could punch that grin off your face,” Jaejoong mumbled as he buried his face in his hands. “Stop it,” he whined, “It wasn’t that funny, God, Yunho, stop smiling and stop looking like a douche.”
Yunho chuckled and slung his bag over his shoulder, “Come on Jaejoong, you have to admit, the look on your face was pretty funny -“
“My parents looked horrified!” Jaejoong glared at Yunho, “If Yoori hadn’t stepped up and said that she was the one who gave it to me, I’m sure they wouldn’t have allowed me to sleep with you.”
“Sleep with me?”
Jaejoong turned bright red, “I mean, sleep over with you!” He shoved Yunho against the wall and walked ahead, “Fuck, I hate you -“
Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s waist and pulled him close, “Don’t get too upset Jaejoong,” he pressed a kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek, “It was funny, and it’s over now. We’re going to have fun tonight, okay?”
“Still, fuck you. You didn’t defend me.”
The student council president slid the room key into the door and opened it, “What can I say, I was happy to know that my boyfriend was prepared -“
Jaejoong shoved Yunho out of the way and slammed the hotel room door in his face.
o-o-o
“So, where’s Yunho?” Yoochun asked as he sat down next to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong huffed and pointed at the audio booth, where Yunho was talking with some of the members of the student council. He fiddled with his tie nervously before he glanced at his best friend.
“Just so you know, I hate you,” Jaejoong said as he brushed imaginary flecks of dust off his pants. “You could’ve told me that Yunho was going to ask me to prom. My sisters gave me hell as soon as they saw the flowers.”
Yoochun chuckled, “It wouldn’t have been a surprise if I had told you. It was worth it though, wasn’t it? You’ve always wanted someone to do something cute for you.”
“He’s an idiot. I should break up with him,” Jaejoong muttered childishly. “I have no idea what I’m supposed to do now. We’re going to be each other’s secret prom dates - and I don’t even know how to be a normal prom date.”
“You two have already gone on dates before,” Yoochun replied casually as he leaned back into his chair and laughed at his best friend. “Think of it as a normal date, except both of you are dressed up, you can’t make out with him, you can’t -“
“Those are a lot of exceptions. Your attempt at cheering me up has officially failed.”
Yoochun shrugged and drummed his fingers on the table, “Well, I wouldn’t be so concerned about prom you know, and the after party’s going to a whole lot of fun seeing as I have a whole club rented out for the evening. You should be more concerned about what’s happening after the after party.”
Jaejoong frowned and looked up at Yunho, “What’s happening after the after party?”
“Wait…are we on the same page here? Jaejoong, you do know what’s going to happen after, right?”
Jaejoong blinked in confusion before a look of shock crossed his face as soon as he realized what Yoochun was talking about, “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m not saying that it has to happen, but it might. Both of you are going to be alone in that hotel room, and both of you are probably going to be kind of drunk with your hands all over each other -“
Jaejoong blushed, “Shut the fuck up.”
Yoochun raised an eyebrow, “I thought…I thought that was why you guys decided to rent a hotel room. Yunho was the one who suggested it, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, I mean, but,” Jaejoong stammered nervously, “I mean…you’re sleeping over at the hotel too. That doesn’t mean -“
“I’m sleeping in a room with three other guys Jaejoong. It’s kind of a normal guy thing - like a bromance bonding thing, but you and Yunho are the only ones in your room and the two of you are dating, so that doesn’t exactly fall into the category of a normal sleepover. You two didn’t talk about…having sex?”
“Why am I talking about my sex life with you?” Jaejoong whined as he let his face fall into his hands in embarrassment, “Shut up, I don’t want to hear you talk about it anymore.”
“It’s not like you’ll really be doing anything anyway Jaejoong. You just have to kind of lie down there. Yunho’s going to be the one doing all the -“
“What are the two of you talking about?”
Jaejoong raised his face from his hands, and he paled when he saw Changmin take a seat next to Yoochun.
“Sex,” Yoochun answered bluntly as he reached over to take a sip of his water.
Changmin raised an eyebrow, “You can’t be serious.”
“No, I am very serious,” Yoochun replied lightly as he leaned back into his chair. He glanced at Jaejoong before he turned his eyes to Changmin, “Anyway, are you going to my after party later?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe? I’m hurt. Are you questioning my party throwing capabilities?” Yoochun questioned as he placed his hand on his chest in mock hurt, “Or are you just playing hard to get?”
Changmin rolled his eyes and glanced at Jaejoong, “Why aren’t you talking? You’re usually always talking.”
“He’s nervous right now,” Yoochun said as he slung his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders.
“About…?”
“I won’t tell you unless you say you’re going to my after party.”
“Oh God, shut up Yoochun,” Jaejoong muttered before he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “You’re terrorizing everyone, and the only thing that would make this night worse would be if -“
“Hey guys, it’s time to vote for prom court!” Ara said happily as she handed them ballots, “Just write down the names of the people you want to vote for, and I’ll be collecting these again later.”
“Thanks Ara,” Yoochun said with a charming smile, “You look really beautiful tonight.”
Ara blushed, “Thanks -“
“I think the other tables need ballots now,” Jaejoong muttered.
“Oh right…” Ara bit her lip and looked over at where Yunho was, “I’ll be back for the ballots later.” She smiled at them before she turned away and walked over to where Yunho was in order to hand him a ballot.
Jaejoong glared at her back, “I can’t believe she hasn’t given up on him.”
“Well, rumors have been going around that Yunho and his girlfriend are going through a rough patch,” Changmin said as he wrote names onto his piece of paper, “I guess it’s hard to get over a long term crush -“
“Are you speaking from experience Changmin? If you want, I could -“
“Fuck off Park.”
Yoochun laughed and glanced at Jaejoong, “You don’t mind if I vote for Ara, right?”
“I’m voting for Ara too -“
“Don’t forget to vote for me.”
The three of them paused, and Yunho smiled charmingly before he reached over and took Jaejoong’s ballot off the table. He glanced down at the piece of paper before Jaejoong snatched it away.
“You didn’t vote for me.”
“Well, I think Dongwook looks really nice tonight.”
“You’re not supposed to vote for someone else. You’re supposed to vote for me, your boyfriend.”
“Don’t encourage me to be biased -“
“But -“
Someone called Yunho, and he pouted at Jaejoong before he left the table to see what needed his attention. Yoochun and Changmin both glanced at Jaejoong, and the latter met their eyes with an innocent look on his face.
“What?”
“You’re not voting for Yunho?” Changmin asked, “I thought -“
“Of course I’m voting for Yunho you idiot,” Jaejoong muttered as he crumpled the ballot Yunho had seen and pulled out an extra one that Ara had accidentally given them, “Like I give a fuck about Dongwook.”
“So, why -“
Jaejoong looked up from his ballot and stared at the two of them, “I just wanted to mess with Yunho a bit,” he shrugged and continued to write, “He’ll survive.”
o-o-o
“So, you’re having some fun, aren’t you?” Yunho questioned as he leaned toward Jaejoong and squeezed his thigh, “You look reasonably happy.”
“I’m just happy because I’m fed,” Jaejoong said as he reached underneath the table and held Yunho’s hand, “You have nothing to do with my current state of happiness.”
“Not even a bit?”
Jaejoong laughed and turned away from Yunho to talk to the other people at their table, but after a few minutes had passed, he turned back to Yunho, “What?”
“You look good tonight…did you really vote Dongwook vote Prom King?”
Jaejoong covered his mouth with his hand as soon as he broke out into laughter, and he turned away from Yunho. Yunho pouted, and when Jaejoong saw his face, he just continued to laugh.
“Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not laughing -“
“You two, they’re going to be announcing prom court now,” Yoochun said as he turned to them with an amused smile, “So that means…both of you should shut up now.”
Jaejoong watched as some of the prom committee members walked over to the podium to announce the winners. He glanced at Yunho from the corner of his eye, and he smiled when he noticed that Yunho was still pouting slightly.
The winners for Prom Prince and Princess were announced, and Jaejoong sat up straighter when they moved onto Prom King and Queen. He waited, and it wasn’t much longer until Ara was declared as Prom Queen.
She walked up to the podium in her beautiful white gown, and Jaejoong watched her accept her crown. He looked at Yunho and smiled, “You are going to win, and you know that, right?”
“Don’t be overconfident.”
“Oh please,” Jaejoong murmured as he reached back underneath the table to squeeze Yunho’s hand, “Yunho, I voted for you, so of course you’re going to win.”
A smile broke across Yunho’s face, “You did?”
“And our Prom King is of course, Jung Yunho!”
Jaejoong elbowed Yunho, “Now go over there and get that stupid crown, dance with that ridiculously beautiful girl who I am not jealous of, and then come back to me.”
Yunho laughed and as he moved to leave he leaned back down to whisper into Jaejoong’s ear, “I know you voted for me, I saw your ballot when we counted votes. I just wanted to hear you say that you voted for me.”
“Asshole.”
Yunho grinned, “Now if you would excuse me, I have to go get crowned now.” He murmured before he left the table and went over to receive his crown, Jaejoong glaring at him the entire time.
o-o-o
After the excruciating dance between Yunho and Ara was over, and all the couples were at the dance floor, Yunho came back and sat down.
“Are you mad?”
Jaejoong glanced at Yunho and tapped his knife on his plate, “No, not really.”
“Do you want to leave?”
“What?”
“Just for a bit, and then we’ll come back,” Yunho said as he looked around, “No one’s going to notice anyway.”
“We’re not…”
“Kim Jaejoong, are you afraid of the rules?”
“No, but…”
“Come on,” Yunho took the crown off his head and placed it on Jaejoong’s, “Now, come on my dear prince, I have somewhere to bring you, and it is important that you make haste in order for us to -“
“Shut up, you sound like an idiot,” Jaejoong muttered as he got out of his seat and left the ballroom with Yunho. As soon as they made it out, he took hold of Yunho’s hand and kept up with him.
After a few minutes, they eventually made their way to the hotel’s swimming pool area. Yunho pulled Jaejoong to a distant area that was lit only by a few garden lights, and he smiled down at him.
“May I have this dance?”
Jaejoong blushed in the darkness and smiled, “You idiot.”
The sound of a piano being played suddenly started, and Jaejoong glanced in the direction of the noise before looking at Yunho. Yunho laughed and shook his head, “No, I didn’t have that planned, but I picked this area because it’s close to the hotel bar.”
“You should’ve just said you planned it,” Jaejoong said as allowed Yunho to pull him closer and into a dancing position, “It would’ve been more romantic that way.”
They slow danced to the sound of the piano for a few minutes, and Jaejoong looked up at Yunho and bit his lip, “So…” He laughed in embarrassment and rested his head against Yunho’s chest, “I don’t know what to say.”
“I love you would sound nice.”
“Would it?” Jaejoong asked with a smile on his face.
“Yeah, it would,” Yunho murmured as he leaned in to kiss Jaejoong, “It would sound really nice.”
“I love you Jung Yunho.”
“I love you too Kim Jaejoong,” Yunho whispered back before he leaned in and kissed Jaejoong softly on the lips.
o-o-o
“We’re going to be a bit late to the after party,” Jaejoong said into his phone as he relaxed on the hotel bed. He stared vacantly up at the ceiling, “Yunho and I took our time in getting to the elevator because Mr. Kim wanted to speak to him, and now he’s changing.”
“Just so you know Jaejoong, you’re supposed to have sex after the after party, and not before it,” Yoochun muttered into the phone, “You better not miss what’s probably going to be one of the most epic parties of the year.”
“I know,” Jaejoong drawled as he turned over in order to change the channel on the television, “I’m already dressed. Yunho’s just taking his time and stuff.” He glanced at the bathroom door and moved his phone away from his mouth, “Yunho, are you done yet? Yoochun’s bitching.”
There was no response, and Jaejoong placed his phone back against his face, “He’s not replying so -“
The bathroom door opened, and Yunho stepped out in just his pants. Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, and Yunho smirked.
“Well Yoochun, I’ll just have to call you back.”
“What -“
“Bye.”
Jaejoong tossed his phone aside and sat up, “What are you doing dressed like that? I’m not letting you go to the after party shirtless.”
“I forgot to get a shirt,” Yunho said lightly as he walked over to Jaejoong. He got onto the bed and pushed Jaejoong back down against his mattress. He kissed Jaejoong’s collarbone and pulled away to grin wolfishly, “Do you know where it is?”
“Oh God, you sound like you came out of a cheap porno,” Jaejoong muttered before he trailed his hands up Yunho’s abs. Yunho kissed him, and Jaejoong immediately opened his mouth for him.
They kissed languidly and slowly, enjoying the sweet tastes of each other’s mouths. Jaejoong grasped onto Yunho tightly when the latter began to suck roughly at his neck, and his fingernails dug into the tanned skin of Yunho’s back.
He tried to stifle his moan, but when he felt Yunho’s teeth graze against his skin, he couldn’t even bother trying to hold himself back any longer.
“No one’s here Jaejoong,” Yunho murmured as his hands slipped underneath Jaejoong’s shirt, “You can be as loud as you want -“
The sharp, loud, ringing of Jaejoong’s phone interrupted their session, and both of them glanced at it. Jaejoong picked up his phone and held it up to his ear, “What?”
“Get to the after party now! You can leave with Yunho early, just get here now!”
Jaejoong hung up on Yoochun and looked up at his boyfriend, “We should go to the after party.”
“Okay,” Yunho muttered before he got off Jaejoong to find a shirt, “But you can’t get drunk, I am not carrying you -“
Jaejoong laughed and sat down cross legged on the bed, “Yunho?”
Yunho turned around, “What?”
“Are we having sex later?”
Yunho choked, and his eyes widened in shock, “What? Jaejoong, are you -“
“I’m just asking,” Jaejoong said with a blush as he nervously ran a hand through his hair, “We are, after all, alone. Did you think about it?”
Yunho was silent before he answered honestly, “Yeah I’ve thought about it in a serious boyfriend manner and in a more personal manner…but,” for once, Yunho blushed, and he bit his lip, “Shit, I don’t think you’re just supposed to just bring up things like this Jaejoong.”
“Do you want to though?” Jaejoong asked softly, his eyes looking at Yunho carefully.
“Only if you want to,” Yunho said seriously, “I don’t want to force you or anything…”
Jaejoong’s heart fluttered, and he smiled, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Yunho replied before he turned around to look through his things for a nice shirt to wear.
“So Yunho, how many times have you dreamed about having sex with me?”
Yunho turned around and glared, “Are you seriously asking me that? I’m a guy Jaejoong, and you’re my very attractive boyfriend, so I don’t think you really need to ask me those sorts of things -“
“So does that mean a lot then?”
Yunho balled up one of his shirts and hit Jaejoong directly in the face with it, “Shut up Jaejoong,” he walked back to the bathroom door, and just as he was about to enter, he looked at Jaejoong, “Yoori said she heard you moaning my name one night -“
Jaejoong turned beet red and protested loudly, “That is not true!”
“Yeah, sure it isn’t,” Yunho said with a smirk as he opened the bathroom door, “Don’t make fun of me for having dirty dreams when you’re obviously having them too.”
He slammed the door shut, and Jaejoong buried his face into his pillow, damning Yoori to hell for being unable to be a good sister.
Part B →
Beta: causticaria
Pairing: Yunho/Jaejoong
Rating: PG-13 (NC-17 for this chapter)
Genre: Romance, Humor
Summary: Jung Yunho was supposed to be the mysterious, indifferent, student council president. While he’d never stolen any minute of Kim Jaejoong’s attention before, he certainly was now.
Jaejoong fiddled with his tie and stuck his tongue out as he looked at himself in the mirror. His hair was simply styled, his suit fit him well, and all in all, he was happy to say that he looked pretty damn gorgeous. Despite the fact that he usually found prom a ridiculous event, the idea of spending most of the evening with Yunho was enough to lighten his mood about the whole event.
There was a knock, and Jaejoong glanced at the door, “What?”
“Jaejoong, Yunho’s here to pick you up,” Yoori said through the door, “Mom and dad are talking to him, and I think there’s something pretty much everyone wants to say to you at the present moment.”
Jaejoong walked over to the door and opened it, “What is it?”
“Have safe sex,” Yoori said with a teasing grin as she slipped a condom packet into Jaejoong’s pocket, “And have fun…at prom and at your hotel room-“
Jaejoong’s face flushed red with embarrassment, and he stormed past his sister to head down to the living room. He stopped in stunned surprised to see Yunho charming his parents, and everyone turned their heads to look at him.
“Honey! Take a couple of pictures with Yunho!” his mother said happily as she got off the sofa to pull him by the arm and drag him over to Yunho, “You two look absolutely adorable together.”
“Thank you Mrs. Kim,” Yunho said politely as he turned to Jaejoong and grinned, “You look beautiful.”
Jaejoong blushed and dug his nails into Yunho’s arm as his mother continued to coo and appreciate how good they looked together, “Thanks. You look really handsome, and I think my parents like you.”
Yunho leaned over to whisper into Jaejoong’s ear, “Like me? They love me.” He smirked and pulled Jaejoong closer, “Now smile.”
Jaejoong’s sisters piled into the room, and they cooed over Yunho while teasing their own brother for not looking handsome enough.
“Jaejoong, your hair looks terrible!”
“Are you really wearing that?” “It’s cute that your ties are the same color, but Yunho’s tie is nicer than yours!”
“Jaejoong, your condom fell.”
All eyes were drawn to Jaejoong, and he immediately froze in horror. He glanced down the packet that was on the floor, and when he raised his eyes, all of his family members and Yunho were staring at him in wide eyed surprise.
Fuck.
o-o-o
“I wish I could punch that grin off your face,” Jaejoong mumbled as he buried his face in his hands. “Stop it,” he whined, “It wasn’t that funny, God, Yunho, stop smiling and stop looking like a douche.”
Yunho chuckled and slung his bag over his shoulder, “Come on Jaejoong, you have to admit, the look on your face was pretty funny -“
“My parents looked horrified!” Jaejoong glared at Yunho, “If Yoori hadn’t stepped up and said that she was the one who gave it to me, I’m sure they wouldn’t have allowed me to sleep with you.”
“Sleep with me?”
Jaejoong turned bright red, “I mean, sleep over with you!” He shoved Yunho against the wall and walked ahead, “Fuck, I hate you -“
Yunho wrapped his arms around Jaejoong’s waist and pulled him close, “Don’t get too upset Jaejoong,” he pressed a kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek, “It was funny, and it’s over now. We’re going to have fun tonight, okay?”
“Still, fuck you. You didn’t defend me.”
The student council president slid the room key into the door and opened it, “What can I say, I was happy to know that my boyfriend was prepared -“
Jaejoong shoved Yunho out of the way and slammed the hotel room door in his face.
o-o-o
“So, where’s Yunho?” Yoochun asked as he sat down next to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong huffed and pointed at the audio booth, where Yunho was talking with some of the members of the student council. He fiddled with his tie nervously before he glanced at his best friend.
“Just so you know, I hate you,” Jaejoong said as he brushed imaginary flecks of dust off his pants. “You could’ve told me that Yunho was going to ask me to prom. My sisters gave me hell as soon as they saw the flowers.”
Yoochun chuckled, “It wouldn’t have been a surprise if I had told you. It was worth it though, wasn’t it? You’ve always wanted someone to do something cute for you.”
“He’s an idiot. I should break up with him,” Jaejoong muttered childishly. “I have no idea what I’m supposed to do now. We’re going to be each other’s secret prom dates - and I don’t even know how to be a normal prom date.”
“You two have already gone on dates before,” Yoochun replied casually as he leaned back into his chair and laughed at his best friend. “Think of it as a normal date, except both of you are dressed up, you can’t make out with him, you can’t -“
“Those are a lot of exceptions. Your attempt at cheering me up has officially failed.”
Yoochun shrugged and drummed his fingers on the table, “Well, I wouldn’t be so concerned about prom you know, and the after party’s going to a whole lot of fun seeing as I have a whole club rented out for the evening. You should be more concerned about what’s happening after the after party.”
Jaejoong frowned and looked up at Yunho, “What’s happening after the after party?”
“Wait…are we on the same page here? Jaejoong, you do know what’s going to happen after, right?”
Jaejoong blinked in confusion before a look of shock crossed his face as soon as he realized what Yoochun was talking about, “You can’t be serious.”
“I’m not saying that it has to happen, but it might. Both of you are going to be alone in that hotel room, and both of you are probably going to be kind of drunk with your hands all over each other -“
Jaejoong blushed, “Shut the fuck up.”
Yoochun raised an eyebrow, “I thought…I thought that was why you guys decided to rent a hotel room. Yunho was the one who suggested it, didn’t he?”
“Yeah, I mean, but,” Jaejoong stammered nervously, “I mean…you’re sleeping over at the hotel too. That doesn’t mean -“
“I’m sleeping in a room with three other guys Jaejoong. It’s kind of a normal guy thing - like a bromance bonding thing, but you and Yunho are the only ones in your room and the two of you are dating, so that doesn’t exactly fall into the category of a normal sleepover. You two didn’t talk about…having sex?”
“Why am I talking about my sex life with you?” Jaejoong whined as he let his face fall into his hands in embarrassment, “Shut up, I don’t want to hear you talk about it anymore.”
“It’s not like you’ll really be doing anything anyway Jaejoong. You just have to kind of lie down there. Yunho’s going to be the one doing all the -“
“What are the two of you talking about?”
Jaejoong raised his face from his hands, and he paled when he saw Changmin take a seat next to Yoochun.
“Sex,” Yoochun answered bluntly as he reached over to take a sip of his water.
Changmin raised an eyebrow, “You can’t be serious.”
“No, I am very serious,” Yoochun replied lightly as he leaned back into his chair. He glanced at Jaejoong before he turned his eyes to Changmin, “Anyway, are you going to my after party later?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe? I’m hurt. Are you questioning my party throwing capabilities?” Yoochun questioned as he placed his hand on his chest in mock hurt, “Or are you just playing hard to get?”
Changmin rolled his eyes and glanced at Jaejoong, “Why aren’t you talking? You’re usually always talking.”
“He’s nervous right now,” Yoochun said as he slung his arm over Jaejoong’s shoulders.
“About…?”
“I won’t tell you unless you say you’re going to my after party.”
“Oh God, shut up Yoochun,” Jaejoong muttered before he ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “You’re terrorizing everyone, and the only thing that would make this night worse would be if -“
“Hey guys, it’s time to vote for prom court!” Ara said happily as she handed them ballots, “Just write down the names of the people you want to vote for, and I’ll be collecting these again later.”
“Thanks Ara,” Yoochun said with a charming smile, “You look really beautiful tonight.”
Ara blushed, “Thanks -“
“I think the other tables need ballots now,” Jaejoong muttered.
“Oh right…” Ara bit her lip and looked over at where Yunho was, “I’ll be back for the ballots later.” She smiled at them before she turned away and walked over to where Yunho was in order to hand him a ballot.
Jaejoong glared at her back, “I can’t believe she hasn’t given up on him.”
“Well, rumors have been going around that Yunho and his girlfriend are going through a rough patch,” Changmin said as he wrote names onto his piece of paper, “I guess it’s hard to get over a long term crush -“
“Are you speaking from experience Changmin? If you want, I could -“
“Fuck off Park.”
Yoochun laughed and glanced at Jaejoong, “You don’t mind if I vote for Ara, right?”
“I’m voting for Ara too -“
“Don’t forget to vote for me.”
The three of them paused, and Yunho smiled charmingly before he reached over and took Jaejoong’s ballot off the table. He glanced down at the piece of paper before Jaejoong snatched it away.
“You didn’t vote for me.”
“Well, I think Dongwook looks really nice tonight.”
“You’re not supposed to vote for someone else. You’re supposed to vote for me, your boyfriend.”
“Don’t encourage me to be biased -“
“But -“
Someone called Yunho, and he pouted at Jaejoong before he left the table to see what needed his attention. Yoochun and Changmin both glanced at Jaejoong, and the latter met their eyes with an innocent look on his face.
“What?”
“You’re not voting for Yunho?” Changmin asked, “I thought -“
“Of course I’m voting for Yunho you idiot,” Jaejoong muttered as he crumpled the ballot Yunho had seen and pulled out an extra one that Ara had accidentally given them, “Like I give a fuck about Dongwook.”
“So, why -“
Jaejoong looked up from his ballot and stared at the two of them, “I just wanted to mess with Yunho a bit,” he shrugged and continued to write, “He’ll survive.”
o-o-o
“So, you’re having some fun, aren’t you?” Yunho questioned as he leaned toward Jaejoong and squeezed his thigh, “You look reasonably happy.”
“I’m just happy because I’m fed,” Jaejoong said as he reached underneath the table and held Yunho’s hand, “You have nothing to do with my current state of happiness.”
“Not even a bit?”
Jaejoong laughed and turned away from Yunho to talk to the other people at their table, but after a few minutes had passed, he turned back to Yunho, “What?”
“You look good tonight…did you really vote Dongwook vote Prom King?”
Jaejoong covered his mouth with his hand as soon as he broke out into laughter, and he turned away from Yunho. Yunho pouted, and when Jaejoong saw his face, he just continued to laugh.
“Why are you laughing?”
“I’m not laughing -“
“You two, they’re going to be announcing prom court now,” Yoochun said as he turned to them with an amused smile, “So that means…both of you should shut up now.”
Jaejoong watched as some of the prom committee members walked over to the podium to announce the winners. He glanced at Yunho from the corner of his eye, and he smiled when he noticed that Yunho was still pouting slightly.
The winners for Prom Prince and Princess were announced, and Jaejoong sat up straighter when they moved onto Prom King and Queen. He waited, and it wasn’t much longer until Ara was declared as Prom Queen.
She walked up to the podium in her beautiful white gown, and Jaejoong watched her accept her crown. He looked at Yunho and smiled, “You are going to win, and you know that, right?”
“Don’t be overconfident.”
“Oh please,” Jaejoong murmured as he reached back underneath the table to squeeze Yunho’s hand, “Yunho, I voted for you, so of course you’re going to win.”
A smile broke across Yunho’s face, “You did?”
“And our Prom King is of course, Jung Yunho!”
Jaejoong elbowed Yunho, “Now go over there and get that stupid crown, dance with that ridiculously beautiful girl who I am not jealous of, and then come back to me.”
Yunho laughed and as he moved to leave he leaned back down to whisper into Jaejoong’s ear, “I know you voted for me, I saw your ballot when we counted votes. I just wanted to hear you say that you voted for me.”
“Asshole.”
Yunho grinned, “Now if you would excuse me, I have to go get crowned now.” He murmured before he left the table and went over to receive his crown, Jaejoong glaring at him the entire time.
o-o-o
After the excruciating dance between Yunho and Ara was over, and all the couples were at the dance floor, Yunho came back and sat down.
“Are you mad?”
Jaejoong glanced at Yunho and tapped his knife on his plate, “No, not really.”
“Do you want to leave?”
“What?”
“Just for a bit, and then we’ll come back,” Yunho said as he looked around, “No one’s going to notice anyway.”
“We’re not…”
“Kim Jaejoong, are you afraid of the rules?”
“No, but…”
“Come on,” Yunho took the crown off his head and placed it on Jaejoong’s, “Now, come on my dear prince, I have somewhere to bring you, and it is important that you make haste in order for us to -“
“Shut up, you sound like an idiot,” Jaejoong muttered as he got out of his seat and left the ballroom with Yunho. As soon as they made it out, he took hold of Yunho’s hand and kept up with him.
After a few minutes, they eventually made their way to the hotel’s swimming pool area. Yunho pulled Jaejoong to a distant area that was lit only by a few garden lights, and he smiled down at him.
“May I have this dance?”
Jaejoong blushed in the darkness and smiled, “You idiot.”
The sound of a piano being played suddenly started, and Jaejoong glanced in the direction of the noise before looking at Yunho. Yunho laughed and shook his head, “No, I didn’t have that planned, but I picked this area because it’s close to the hotel bar.”
“You should’ve just said you planned it,” Jaejoong said as allowed Yunho to pull him closer and into a dancing position, “It would’ve been more romantic that way.”
They slow danced to the sound of the piano for a few minutes, and Jaejoong looked up at Yunho and bit his lip, “So…” He laughed in embarrassment and rested his head against Yunho’s chest, “I don’t know what to say.”
“I love you would sound nice.”
“Would it?” Jaejoong asked with a smile on his face.
“Yeah, it would,” Yunho murmured as he leaned in to kiss Jaejoong, “It would sound really nice.”
“I love you Jung Yunho.”
“I love you too Kim Jaejoong,” Yunho whispered back before he leaned in and kissed Jaejoong softly on the lips.
o-o-o
“We’re going to be a bit late to the after party,” Jaejoong said into his phone as he relaxed on the hotel bed. He stared vacantly up at the ceiling, “Yunho and I took our time in getting to the elevator because Mr. Kim wanted to speak to him, and now he’s changing.”
“Just so you know Jaejoong, you’re supposed to have sex after the after party, and not before it,” Yoochun muttered into the phone, “You better not miss what’s probably going to be one of the most epic parties of the year.”
“I know,” Jaejoong drawled as he turned over in order to change the channel on the television, “I’m already dressed. Yunho’s just taking his time and stuff.” He glanced at the bathroom door and moved his phone away from his mouth, “Yunho, are you done yet? Yoochun’s bitching.”
There was no response, and Jaejoong placed his phone back against his face, “He’s not replying so -“
The bathroom door opened, and Yunho stepped out in just his pants. Jaejoong raised an eyebrow, and Yunho smirked.
“Well Yoochun, I’ll just have to call you back.”
“What -“
“Bye.”
Jaejoong tossed his phone aside and sat up, “What are you doing dressed like that? I’m not letting you go to the after party shirtless.”
“I forgot to get a shirt,” Yunho said lightly as he walked over to Jaejoong. He got onto the bed and pushed Jaejoong back down against his mattress. He kissed Jaejoong’s collarbone and pulled away to grin wolfishly, “Do you know where it is?”
“Oh God, you sound like you came out of a cheap porno,” Jaejoong muttered before he trailed his hands up Yunho’s abs. Yunho kissed him, and Jaejoong immediately opened his mouth for him.
They kissed languidly and slowly, enjoying the sweet tastes of each other’s mouths. Jaejoong grasped onto Yunho tightly when the latter began to suck roughly at his neck, and his fingernails dug into the tanned skin of Yunho’s back.
He tried to stifle his moan, but when he felt Yunho’s teeth graze against his skin, he couldn’t even bother trying to hold himself back any longer.
“No one’s here Jaejoong,” Yunho murmured as his hands slipped underneath Jaejoong’s shirt, “You can be as loud as you want -“
The sharp, loud, ringing of Jaejoong’s phone interrupted their session, and both of them glanced at it. Jaejoong picked up his phone and held it up to his ear, “What?”
“Get to the after party now! You can leave with Yunho early, just get here now!”
Jaejoong hung up on Yoochun and looked up at his boyfriend, “We should go to the after party.”
“Okay,” Yunho muttered before he got off Jaejoong to find a shirt, “But you can’t get drunk, I am not carrying you -“
Jaejoong laughed and sat down cross legged on the bed, “Yunho?”
Yunho turned around, “What?”
“Are we having sex later?”
Yunho choked, and his eyes widened in shock, “What? Jaejoong, are you -“
“I’m just asking,” Jaejoong said with a blush as he nervously ran a hand through his hair, “We are, after all, alone. Did you think about it?”
Yunho was silent before he answered honestly, “Yeah I’ve thought about it in a serious boyfriend manner and in a more personal manner…but,” for once, Yunho blushed, and he bit his lip, “Shit, I don’t think you’re just supposed to just bring up things like this Jaejoong.”
“Do you want to though?” Jaejoong asked softly, his eyes looking at Yunho carefully.
“Only if you want to,” Yunho said seriously, “I don’t want to force you or anything…”
Jaejoong’s heart fluttered, and he smiled, “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Yunho replied before he turned around to look through his things for a nice shirt to wear.
“So Yunho, how many times have you dreamed about having sex with me?”
Yunho turned around and glared, “Are you seriously asking me that? I’m a guy Jaejoong, and you’re my very attractive boyfriend, so I don’t think you really need to ask me those sorts of things -“
“So does that mean a lot then?”
Yunho balled up one of his shirts and hit Jaejoong directly in the face with it, “Shut up Jaejoong,” he walked back to the bathroom door, and just as he was about to enter, he looked at Jaejoong, “Yoori said she heard you moaning my name one night -“
Jaejoong turned beet red and protested loudly, “That is not true!”
“Yeah, sure it isn’t,” Yunho said with a smirk as he opened the bathroom door, “Don’t make fun of me for having dirty dreams when you’re obviously having them too.”
He slammed the door shut, and Jaejoong buried his face into his pillow, damning Yoori to hell for being unable to be a good sister.
Part B →