Findind A Needle In A Haystack
Title: Finding A Needle In A Haystack
Pairing: Kyungsoo/Minseok, side!Chanyeol/Junmyeon
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1,206w *unedited*
Summary: Minseok is the needle and he's gotten himself in quite a large haystack but he thinks he doesn’t want to be found.
Warning(s): [spooky]mentions Top!Soo because some of you guys out there hate it
Author's Note: prompt from post #78 on exopromptmeme,the first comment.
Minseok is surprise Chanyeol just found out about Kyungsoo.
“It’s been two years.” He says nonchalantly, shrugging a clingy Chanyeol off his shoulder. Chanyeol gapes at him. “That would meant you guys started dating when you were a junior.” Minseok nods as if it’s the most obvious thing. “I thought everyone knew.” Minseok shrugs, going back to folding his dirty soccer uniform into his dufflebag. “Is that why you were more than willing to take the torn soccer uniforms to the sewing club every time?” Minseok smirks. Chanyeol gasps. “And here all of us thought you were just being a great captain. But if you were going to fix the soccer uniforms why did it take you so-”
Minseok smiles, zipping his dufflebag up and slinging it on his shoulder. He pats the goalie’s shoulder, “I really don’t want to keep Kyungsoo waiting. I should get going. Enjoy your holidays, Chanyeol.” Chanyeol huffs, “I can’t believe you left practice early to go frick frack with your boyfriend.” Minseok smiles, stopping at the locker room door to turn to look at Chanyeol again. The dim, flickering lights of the room don’t stop the goalie’s bright red hair from standing out. Whereas they make Minseok’s purple hair seems dull and lifeless. He envies Chanyeol, really he’s gorgeous. It’s just his choice of words that seem off-putting. Minseok smiles wider, “Again, Have a good holiday and promise me you won’t piss off Junmyeon like you did last holidays. Remember how said you were when he wouldn’t even let you hold his hand?”
Chanyeol hunches forward with a sigh, “Yeah yeah. Ditto.”
-
“Stop staring at me.” Kyungsoo murmurs to Minseok. Kyungsoo doesn’t even look up from his sewing machine when he says it. His glasses are low on the bridge of his nose and he’s still in his uniform. “I wasn’t even looking at you.” Minseok laughs it off. Kyungsoo’s lips purse, “Sureee.” he drags out, the hum of the sewing machine coming to a stop as Kyungsoo pulls the fabric away and lifts his leg from the pedal underneath the table. Kyungsoo hums, folding the fabric neatly and shutting off the sewing machine. He sets the fabric down on the table and pushes his glasses up.
He spins his chair around and sighs, “Hi.” He finally greets Minseok. Kyungsoo notice his window still open and walks over to shut it and the blinds along with it. “Why can’t you ever close the window when you come in?” Kyungsoo groans as he flops down onto his bed next to Minseok. Minseok laughs, “How are you, Minseok? Great, Kyungsoo. Thanks for asking babe.” Kyungsoo scowls, “har-har.”
Minseok smiles fondly at the younger, “I like it when you scowl. It’s very sexy.” Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, sitting up to shrug off his blazer and work off his tie. “You tell that every time I do that. I’m starting to think you’re justing down it to get into my pants.” Minseok gasps, “Kyungsoo, as much as I love riding you, how dare you think so little of me?”
Kyungsoo scoffs, glancing at Minseok, “So you don’t want to have fun tonight?” Minseok chokes on his saliva. “I thought I came over to watch movies with you?” Kyungsoo’s lips part to say something but Minseok is quick to put a finger over them. “If you say netflix and chill one more goddamn time Kyungsoo, I swear I will hit my head against a wall repeatedly.” Kyungsoo smiles, kissing the finger his lips and rolling off the bed to changing into his pjs.
“Of course we’re gunna watch movies, but maybe we can have some holiday fun since it’s been a couple months since we’ve had fun because of exams and stuff.” Kyungsoo teases as he pulls on his sweatpants and pull the hem of his shirt to fix it. Minseok dramatically groans, “Why do you make it sound so uncomfortable? And everyone thinks you’re so innocent.”
Kyungsoo laughs, “You’ve had two years to figure out how far I am from innocence.” He crawls over Minseok and the older’s breath grows heavier. He settles in between Minseok’s legs, their faces inches from each other. “Hi.” Kyungsoo smiles. Minseok blows air into his face and Kyungsoo laughs, leaning over to give Minseok a quick kiss.
Minseok loves Kyungsoo’s lips.
“Let’s watch movies.” Kyungsoo whispers.
-
Kyungsoo’s hands feel warm on Minseok’s bare thigh this morning. Kyungsoo actually looks heavenly in this early morning light. His hair is a lighter shade of brown as the sun hit it and his lips are always more swollen than usual and they feel absolutely heavenly against Minseok’s.
Minseok huffs against Kyungsoo’s lips, his own fingertips digging into the skin on Kyungsoo’s neck. He groans and Kyungsoo is quick to cover Minseok’s mouth his own. “Quiet, my parents don’t leave till noon.” He hisses, slowing the rock of his hips even more than he already had. Minseok pushes half of his face into the pillow, puffs of breaths coming out of him as Kyungsoo thrust into him. Minseok whines softly, pushing himself closer to Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo’s warm palm on his thigh, his leg hiked up on Kyungsoo’s hip, his fingers curling in Kyungsoo hair, and his lips kissing Kyungsoo breathless, this is the ideal saturday morning Minseok loves.
“I promised I’d make your parents breakfast before they left.” Minseok manages to say, promptly moaning as softly as he can because Kyungsoo just feels so good. “It’s nine in the morning, we have plenty of time.” Kyungsoo brushes it off, thrusting harder into Minseok and the elder of the two gasps. Kyungsoo feels so so good. “Okay.” Minseok whimpers.
“Okay.”
-
“I need to make pancakes Kyungsoo and I can’t navigate myself around the kitchen if you’re clinging to me.” Minseok says, his voice a bit sarcastic but he knows how clingy post-codial Kyungsoo is. Kyungsoo whines into Minseok’s shoulder, arms squeezing Minseok midsection as he presses himself closer. “Kyungsoo, let the man cook.” Kyungsoo’s mom groans as she walks into the kitchen. “Goodmorning.” Both, Kyungsoo and Minseok, mumble. “Whatcha lookin’, Mrs. Do?” Minseok ask when he hears cupboards being opened and closed.
“I misplaced the cruise tickets.” Minseok can hear the irritation and frustration in her voice. “They’re by the fruit bowl, Mrs. D.” Kyungsoo’s mom looks up and sure enough on the counter are the tickets. “Finally! You’re the best Minseok.” She gushes kissing Minseok’s head (and kissing Kyungsoo’s after because he whines and “okay, only because you’re my favorite son”).
Minseok hums as she briskly walks away, continuing to cook breakfast for the household. Kyungsoo nuzzles into the dip of Minseok’s neck and sighs. “Lazy day today?” Minseok prompts.
“How about a lazy break?” Kyungsoo suggests. “That sounds nice.” Kyungsoo nods against Minseok and they stay like that. Kyungsoo holding Minseok and Minseok cooking his delicious pancakes.
Perfect.
-
(“You’re like this small needle and Kyungsoo’s world is the haystack. We’ve lost you in it and we’re looking but it’s like you don’t want to be found.”
“It’s because I don’t. This haystack is the nicest haystack.”
“Did we just compare your love life to haystacks and needles?”
“I believe we did, Chanyeol.”
“You got what I meant though!”
“Yeah, I did.”)
Pairing: Kyungsoo/Minseok, side!Chanyeol/Junmyeon
Rating: NC-17
Length: 1,206w *unedited*
Summary: Minseok is the needle and he's gotten himself in quite a large haystack but he thinks he doesn’t want to be found.
Warning(s): [spooky]mentions Top!Soo because some of you guys out there hate it
Author's Note: prompt from post #78 on exopromptmeme,the first comment.
Minseok is surprise Chanyeol just found out about Kyungsoo.
“It’s been two years.” He says nonchalantly, shrugging a clingy Chanyeol off his shoulder. Chanyeol gapes at him. “That would meant you guys started dating when you were a junior.” Minseok nods as if it’s the most obvious thing. “I thought everyone knew.” Minseok shrugs, going back to folding his dirty soccer uniform into his dufflebag. “Is that why you were more than willing to take the torn soccer uniforms to the sewing club every time?” Minseok smirks. Chanyeol gasps. “And here all of us thought you were just being a great captain. But if you were going to fix the soccer uniforms why did it take you so-”
Minseok smiles, zipping his dufflebag up and slinging it on his shoulder. He pats the goalie’s shoulder, “I really don’t want to keep Kyungsoo waiting. I should get going. Enjoy your holidays, Chanyeol.” Chanyeol huffs, “I can’t believe you left practice early to go frick frack with your boyfriend.” Minseok smiles, stopping at the locker room door to turn to look at Chanyeol again. The dim, flickering lights of the room don’t stop the goalie’s bright red hair from standing out. Whereas they make Minseok’s purple hair seems dull and lifeless. He envies Chanyeol, really he’s gorgeous. It’s just his choice of words that seem off-putting. Minseok smiles wider, “Again, Have a good holiday and promise me you won’t piss off Junmyeon like you did last holidays. Remember how said you were when he wouldn’t even let you hold his hand?”
Chanyeol hunches forward with a sigh, “Yeah yeah. Ditto.”
-
“Stop staring at me.” Kyungsoo murmurs to Minseok. Kyungsoo doesn’t even look up from his sewing machine when he says it. His glasses are low on the bridge of his nose and he’s still in his uniform. “I wasn’t even looking at you.” Minseok laughs it off. Kyungsoo’s lips purse, “Sureee.” he drags out, the hum of the sewing machine coming to a stop as Kyungsoo pulls the fabric away and lifts his leg from the pedal underneath the table. Kyungsoo hums, folding the fabric neatly and shutting off the sewing machine. He sets the fabric down on the table and pushes his glasses up.
He spins his chair around and sighs, “Hi.” He finally greets Minseok. Kyungsoo notice his window still open and walks over to shut it and the blinds along with it. “Why can’t you ever close the window when you come in?” Kyungsoo groans as he flops down onto his bed next to Minseok. Minseok laughs, “How are you, Minseok? Great, Kyungsoo. Thanks for asking babe.” Kyungsoo scowls, “har-har.”
Minseok smiles fondly at the younger, “I like it when you scowl. It’s very sexy.” Kyungsoo rolls his eyes, sitting up to shrug off his blazer and work off his tie. “You tell that every time I do that. I’m starting to think you’re justing down it to get into my pants.” Minseok gasps, “Kyungsoo, as much as I love riding you, how dare you think so little of me?”
Kyungsoo scoffs, glancing at Minseok, “So you don’t want to have fun tonight?” Minseok chokes on his saliva. “I thought I came over to watch movies with you?” Kyungsoo’s lips part to say something but Minseok is quick to put a finger over them. “If you say netflix and chill one more goddamn time Kyungsoo, I swear I will hit my head against a wall repeatedly.” Kyungsoo smiles, kissing the finger his lips and rolling off the bed to changing into his pjs.
“Of course we’re gunna watch movies, but maybe we can have some holiday fun since it’s been a couple months since we’ve had fun because of exams and stuff.” Kyungsoo teases as he pulls on his sweatpants and pull the hem of his shirt to fix it. Minseok dramatically groans, “Why do you make it sound so uncomfortable? And everyone thinks you’re so innocent.”
Kyungsoo laughs, “You’ve had two years to figure out how far I am from innocence.” He crawls over Minseok and the older’s breath grows heavier. He settles in between Minseok’s legs, their faces inches from each other. “Hi.” Kyungsoo smiles. Minseok blows air into his face and Kyungsoo laughs, leaning over to give Minseok a quick kiss.
Minseok loves Kyungsoo’s lips.
“Let’s watch movies.” Kyungsoo whispers.
-
Kyungsoo’s hands feel warm on Minseok’s bare thigh this morning. Kyungsoo actually looks heavenly in this early morning light. His hair is a lighter shade of brown as the sun hit it and his lips are always more swollen than usual and they feel absolutely heavenly against Minseok’s.
Minseok huffs against Kyungsoo’s lips, his own fingertips digging into the skin on Kyungsoo’s neck. He groans and Kyungsoo is quick to cover Minseok’s mouth his own. “Quiet, my parents don’t leave till noon.” He hisses, slowing the rock of his hips even more than he already had. Minseok pushes half of his face into the pillow, puffs of breaths coming out of him as Kyungsoo thrust into him. Minseok whines softly, pushing himself closer to Kyungsoo.
Kyungsoo’s warm palm on his thigh, his leg hiked up on Kyungsoo’s hip, his fingers curling in Kyungsoo hair, and his lips kissing Kyungsoo breathless, this is the ideal saturday morning Minseok loves.
“I promised I’d make your parents breakfast before they left.” Minseok manages to say, promptly moaning as softly as he can because Kyungsoo just feels so good. “It’s nine in the morning, we have plenty of time.” Kyungsoo brushes it off, thrusting harder into Minseok and the elder of the two gasps. Kyungsoo feels so so good. “Okay.” Minseok whimpers.
“Okay.”
-
“I need to make pancakes Kyungsoo and I can’t navigate myself around the kitchen if you’re clinging to me.” Minseok says, his voice a bit sarcastic but he knows how clingy post-codial Kyungsoo is. Kyungsoo whines into Minseok’s shoulder, arms squeezing Minseok midsection as he presses himself closer. “Kyungsoo, let the man cook.” Kyungsoo’s mom groans as she walks into the kitchen. “Goodmorning.” Both, Kyungsoo and Minseok, mumble. “Whatcha lookin’, Mrs. Do?” Minseok ask when he hears cupboards being opened and closed.
“I misplaced the cruise tickets.” Minseok can hear the irritation and frustration in her voice. “They’re by the fruit bowl, Mrs. D.” Kyungsoo’s mom looks up and sure enough on the counter are the tickets. “Finally! You’re the best Minseok.” She gushes kissing Minseok’s head (and kissing Kyungsoo’s after because he whines and “okay, only because you’re my favorite son”).
Minseok hums as she briskly walks away, continuing to cook breakfast for the household. Kyungsoo nuzzles into the dip of Minseok’s neck and sighs. “Lazy day today?” Minseok prompts.
“How about a lazy break?” Kyungsoo suggests. “That sounds nice.” Kyungsoo nods against Minseok and they stay like that. Kyungsoo holding Minseok and Minseok cooking his delicious pancakes.
Perfect.
-
(“You’re like this small needle and Kyungsoo’s world is the haystack. We’ve lost you in it and we’re looking but it’s like you don’t want to be found.”
“It’s because I don’t. This haystack is the nicest haystack.”
“Did we just compare your love life to haystacks and needles?”
“I believe we did, Chanyeol.”
“You got what I meant though!”
“Yeah, I did.”)