[FIC] HELLO J-KITTY
Title: Hello J-Kitty
Pairing(s): Minjae
Beta: kot_kendra
Word Count: 6,700+ words
Genre: Smut, fluff, little bit of angst
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Jaejoong loves Changmin but sadly, Changmin only sees him as his best friend’s weird, Hello Kitty-obsessed roommate. Or does he…?
A/N: Fic written for Tani (jaeminism) who also came up with idea as well. Looking forward to your lovely comments, bb!
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He was in love with Changmin.
He had concluded this a long time ago.
Ever since the day he met his roommate’s childhood friend, the tall, dark and devilishly handsome Shim Changmin, he had been completely enamored with the man. Perhaps it was his long, lanky body and his perfectly shaped physique. Perhaps it was his button nose, luscious lips, and deep brown eyes that filled that handsome face. Maybe it was the way he smiled, making cute, mismatched eyes and flashing those pearly white teeth; or the way he would run his hand through that soft, wavy hair when he was nervous.
Perhaps it was many of those things. But most importantly, Jaejoong loved the younger man’s honesty; not to mention his quick wit and deep intelligence. He had also adored Changmin’s self-confidence and strength, despite how shy and cautious he could be at first.
The first time he saw the man was when was in his second year of college, when his roommate, Yunho, invited a couple of friends over. There he had met Changmin, who was a year younger than him, for the very first time. The man was pretty quiet and polite (which Jaejoong liked), and he had absolutely adored Jaejoong’s cooking (which Jaejoong also liked).
And almost in an instant, he was completely, utterly smitten with Changmin.
The true definition of love at first sight.
And considering how well they had gotten along that night, the smaller man thought they had hit it off pretty well.
Soon, Changmin started to come over more often. Being Yunho’s best friend in all, it was understandable that he would often make his home in his and Yunho’s small but cozy apartment. And it wasn’t that Jaejoong minded at all; quite the contrary, he liked being around Changmin; no, correction, he loved being around the tall freshman.
And, over time, Jaejoong noticed how their relationship slowly began to change and grow.
But surprisingly, it was not for the better. Instead, their relationship had somehow turned very…negative.
More specifically from Changmin’s side.
First, it was the fact that Jaejoong was rather blunt in his feelings. So, he really didn’t have a problem voicing and acting out his obvious affections for the younger man. He would follow him around like a little puppy, wagging his tail happily. When he would sit next to his and Yunho’s friends in the lunch room or even when their friends hung out at their apartment, he would always sit next to Changmin; as close as he possibly could without trending into complete molestation.
When he would hear Changmin was coming over, he would instantly start cooking delicious meals for him; he had even made sure to write down the younger man’s favorite foods, so he could make them every time. And since Jaejoong himself was a touchy, physically affectionate person at heart, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to brush shoulders with the taller man or casually graze his hand over the other’s.
He had made his feelings known and, at first, Changmin would only blush and smile awkwardly, which Jaejoong thought was so cute. But suddenly, the man’s reactions changed from shy to utter refusal. Whenever Jaejoong touched him, he would shrug him off. Whenever Jaejoong expressed his love verbally, Changmin would either make a cruel remark or ignore him completely.
Jaejoong was hurt and surprised by this. Not expecting the sudden resentment.
But then soon after, came the teasing. And then Jaejoong realized that he had almost missed it when Changmin had actually ignored him. The younger man soon began to make fun of him, over everything. The little things that he did or said, Changmin seemed to find amusing. Especially when it came to Jaejoong’s little obsession.
You see, Jaejoong had a thing for Hello Kitty. Okay, not so much a small thing. In reality, he was in love with everything that was Hello Kitty. And it wasn’t just a keychain or few notebooks here and there. It was pretty much everything he owned. The adorable feline’s face was on a number of his clothes, including his pants and even his pajamas. He had a Hello Kitty comforter, bedspread, pillows, necklaces, earrings, backpack, and even his belly button ring had the white kitten’s face on it on. And of course, he had at least 10 sets of the Hello Kitty glasses with the colored bows on the side (which he loved it to wear often).
His roommate, Yunho, knew about his obsession and quickly learned to accept it. Hell, the man slept with a stuffed Bambi and completely set on calling it a “her”. Thus, the man didn’t really mind that their apartment largely consisted of Hello Kitty memorabilia.
But Changmin…he hated it. He thought it was weird and creepy that a grown man would have Hello Kitty pictures hanging on his wall. Or proudly wear his Hello Kitty t-shirts on campus. Seeing this would make the younger man cringe and try his best to avoid him as much as possible.
And he wasn’t afraid to let Jaejoong know how much he hated his obsession.
The man had even taken to calling Jaejoong, “J-Kitty”. In the beginning, Jaejoong didn’t mind the nickname. He had actually liked it; considered it a kind of pet name between him and Changmin. However, when the younger man completely replaced the older man’s name with that nickname and began to use it to insult him in public, Jaejoong had truly started to hate that nickname to the core.
Changmin never called him “hyung” or “Jaejoong-hyung”, and was completely against just calling him “Jaejoong”. Like he had insisted. No, it was always “J-Kitty”.
And every time he heard that nickname, it only made his heart hurt…every single time.
Still, Jaejoong wasn’t one to give up on anything or anyone. He really cared for Changmin; loved the man with all of his heart, despite the fact that the man enjoyed teasing him to no end. He wanted, no, craved the younger man’s affections. And he would do whatever it took to prove to the man that his feelings were real.
And over time, the younger man might actually grow to love his kitty obsession.
Well, hopefully.
==
Jaejoong was in high spirits that morning as he walked confidently to the cafeteria in that afternoon. He had just finished his second class of the day, and was eager to get to the lunchroom where he knew his friends and Changmin were waiting.
Jaejoong’s heart soared at seeing his crush again. Even though he just saw that morning. And he could remember how the younger man looked pretty appalled when he had showed up at the apartment, only to find Jaejoong wearing only a pink Hello Kitty apron and pajamas pants.
He had taken Changmin’s mouth agape and lingering gaze as a good sign…until the man shook his head and walked past him towards the living room where his best friend was sitting. The man had continued to ignore him the rest of the morning; he completely refusing to look his way.
But Jaejoong had decided that he wasn’t going to let anything bring down today.
That was because tonight was the night of the Halloween party, which was to be hosted at Yoochun and Junsu’s house. The one the two had bought together which was placed just outside of the campus. And Jaejoong was determined that tonight was the night he would finally get Changmin’s attention. He had everything planned down to the “T”. And he would make sure he looked and dressed the part. He would make sure Changmin noticed him, and hopefully, finally stop the constant rejections and move on to something more.
The smile on his face was bright as he grabbed his lunch and sat down at the table where Yunho, Yoochun, Junsu, and Changmin were sitting. He slipped right in between Yoochun and Changmin, and shifted the chair a little closer to the taller boy’s.
“I missed you, Changmin-ah! How were your classes?”
The man didn’t question his question; instead he turned toward him and asked, “Do you have anything else in your closet besides Hello Kitty?”
Changmin’s disgusted look didn’t dampen Jaejoong’s spirits however. The beautiful man only laughed when he realized what the other man was looking at. That morning Jaejoong decided to wear one of his new jackets. It was all white and Hello Kitty themed with the kitten’s face at the bottom left side and a cute little yellow squirrel on the other side, while the rest of the material was filled with yellow and pink stars against the white background. The entire material was outlined with dark pink and the words ‘Hello Kitty’ centered at the top.
Underneath the jacket, he wore a long sleeved pink shirt, also Hello Kitty themed, with dark blue skinny jeans. His brown, unruly bangs were also pulled back with large, pink hair clip, which also had…surprise, surprise…Hello Kitty.
Feigning innocence and smiling playfully, he replied, “I just bought it yesterday. Don’t you think it looks cute?”
Changmin rolled his eyes, “No, you look ridiculous.”
Jaejoong pouted, pulling his lower lip out cutely, “Well, I think it looks adorable.”
The smaller man felt a sense of victory when the younger man’s eyes lingered a little too long on Jaejoong’s backside, where those tight jeans filled out his ass nicely. And he inwardly squealed when he noticed the man’s cheeks turning slightly pinked. He knew he wasn’t imagining that little blush.
“Whatever you say, J-kitty,” the man said casually, turning his gaze back the rest of the group, ignoring the older man once again.
Jaejoong huffed in losing the man’s the attention and started nonchalantly picking at his lunch.
Their friends started to notice his sour mood, tried to start up a conversation, “So, what are you going to wear at the Halloween party, Jaejoong-hyung?” Junsu asked before he took a bite of his apple.
Jaejoong smiled and bounced happily in his seat, “You’ll just have to wait and see!”
Changmin snickered beside him, “He’s probably going to be wearing a Hello Kitty costume. Aren’t you, J-Kitty?”
The smaller man shook his head, “Nope! You’re wrong, Minnie-ah.”
The taller man glared at him instantly at the nickname. Jaejoong had to hold him back from shrinking back in fear. Changmin hated that nickname just as much as he despised ‘J-Kitty’.
“Really now? Probably a Sailor Moon costume then,” the man said his voice cruel and with only a hint of amusement, “I wouldn’t be surprised. We all know you like to wear five year girls’ clothes.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Jaejoong saw Yunho sigh and the Yoosu face-palmed at Changmin’s comment. Still, the older man remained unfazed. Leaning in closer to his crush, he smirked widely and retorted, licking his lips as he did so, “Whatever turns you on, Changminnie.”
The younger man stared at him a few seconds, before finishing off the last bite of his sandwich and stood up from the chair.
“In your dreams, J-Kitty.”
And with that, the tall freshmen walked out of the cafeteria. Junsu and Yoochun then decided it was time for them to go as well, and followed after Changmin, not before giving Jaejoong a sullen look and a quick pat on the back.
The older man sighed and rested his head on his folded arms on the table and then burying his head in. He didn’t want his good mood to sour already. But still, what did he do to Changmin to deserve such hate? Was he really that annoying? Did the man really think of him as a child? Did he really-?
“He hates me,” he mumbled, his voice barely heard due his face nearly kissing the table.
Yunho, who had stayed behind, heard him clearly.
“No, he doesn’t hate you, Jaejoong,” his roommate said gently.
“Yes, he does.”
“No, he doesn’t. You know how Min is. He can be pretty mean sometimes.”
“But all of the time? He’s always so cruel to me. No matter what I do,” Jaejoong looked up, his eyes full of sadness, “I just don’t know what I did to deserve it.”
“Changmin…he just…doesn’t know how to handle himself around you.”
“What do you mean?”
Yunho paused for a moment, hoping he hadn’t said too much. He leaned across the table, staring into Jaejoong’s wavering ones, “Look, Changmin is…he’s the type of guy who likes to bully the person he likes. Trust me, I know this. When we were growing up, he would always be the one to pull on girls’ pigtails and shove their faces in the sand. And when I asked why he did it, he was always say: ‘it’s because he liked them’. Hell, he would torture me all of the time. And he only does it to the people he likes. You understand?”
Jaejoong nodded; hope soaring in his heart once again. Perhaps, Yunho was right. Maybe the man was just too shy to admit it. And only knew how to show his affection by being cruel.
Wow Jaejoong, you really know how to pick them.
“He doesn’t hate you, okay?” Yunho emphasized, patting his beautiful roommate on the shoulder, “just give it some time. He’ll come around.”
Jaejoong smiled brightly, “Thanks, Yunho.”
“No problem,” the man said and before he also left the table, “See you at the party, Jae.”
And thus, Jaejoong’s determination was back.
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That evening, Jaejoong had just finished getting ready. His costume and make-up were already in place as he turned to look into the standing mirror in his bedroom. He smirked.
It was perfect.
Grabbing his cellphone and his keys, he walked out of his apartment and headed towards the party. Once he got to the entrance of the house, and heard the pounding music and the sound laughter, Jaejong sucked in a breath. He knocked on the door, and was instantly met with Yoochun’s smiling face. He gave him an up-and-down glance and chuckled:
“Someone’s out for the kill.”
The smaller man laughed loudly as his friend pulled into the party and guided him through the crowd. Next thing he knew, he was face-to-face with his crush. Suddenly, he felt a wave of self-consciousness hit him as Changmin and the rest of their friends stared at him.
The smaller man quickly took in his crush’s attire. Changmin was dressed as a typical, traditional vampire. For he wore black dress pants, with a button vest and white undershirt, making him look like a high-class rich man. However, it was matched with a black, silk cape with red underneath. He didn’t sport the usual pale make-up (he didn’t seem like the type anyway), he was wearing a pair of fake fangs in his mouth, before taking it out right before Jaejoong had entered the room.
By all accounts, Changmin looked good. Very good.
When his eyes met Jaejoong, the man instantly stood still. Once again, Jaejoong took the man’s shocked face as a good sign, until:
“What the hell are you wearing?”
The smaller man glanced down, suddenly very nervous. Unable to stay away from the cat-theme completely (he just loved it too much), he had opted to wear a sexy cat suit instead. The outfit consisted of long-sleeved, black shirt that clung tightly to his curvy figure. Similarly, the matching pants were also tight-fitting, showing off his long legs and ass. Large, cat ears were perched on top of his head; a long, black tail was sewed onto the back, making it sway seductively at each of his graceful movements. His hands were covered in black gloves, while his eyes were outlined in kohl, making the cat-eye contacts stand out even in the low-lighting of the living room. Three lines of whiskers were drawn on by the kohl on his cheeks as well as on the tip of his nose.
Finally, a pink bow was wrapped around his neck; brining a touch of cuteness to the extremely sexy outfit.
“Sexy kitten costume, of course,” Jaejoong smiled, shifting closer to the tall freshmen, “you didn’t like the Hello Kitty clothes, so I thought this would be better. Do you like it, Changminnie?”
The stunned Changmin looked at him intensely, his eyes moving unconsciously from his covered feet to his lovely face. But just as quickly as it came, Changmin’s admiration changed into indifference and he replied, “No, it’s weird. You should probably go change before you humiliate yourself more.”
After taking the last sip of his drink, the freshman walked toward the kitchen to refill.
Jaejoong’s heart sank as he tried to find a way to save the situation. The taller man did not look pleased, not at all. His eyes truly filling with hate….and disgust? He steadied himself when Yoochun touched his shoulder. In an instant, he smiled brightly. Not wanting to let his friends now that he was affected.
He would just have to try harder.
Throughout the rest of the night, Jaejoong clung to Changmin, who only seemed to ignore his presence. But over time, he felt he was slowly getting under the man’s skin, and he even caught him smiling at him a couple of times throughout the night. His cheeks were hurting the big smile on his face as he left to get Changmin and the rest of the group so more drinks.
His hands were full of red cups as he turned the corner and headed into the living room. Then he heard something that made him stop still:
“He’s like a child. He should learn to grow up and stop wearing that stupid cat crap. It’s humiliating and so annoying…I hate people like that,” the tall freshmen snapped, so caught up in talking with Yunho that he didn’t see Jaejoong had just come back in.
But when he saw his best friend’s eyes dart behind him, Changmin turned around to find Jaejoong standing in front of him, holding their drinks in both hands.
He was done.
The smaller man smiled weakly, trying to keep the tears from coming. He silently handed Changmin his drink, not even daring to look him in the eye. Jaejoong then downed his own drink in one gulp and hurried out of the living room, throwing the empty cup to the ground as he went.
He was completely done.
He ran into the nearest door he could find. When he opened it, he found that it led to the unfinished basement, which only consisted of boxes and a moth-eaten couch. Without thinking twice, he sat on that old couch, ignoring how dirty it was. Wiping the tears from his eyes, his hands starting to become covered in the black kohl, he cried alone in that basement.
He was completely done…with Shim Changmin.
==
It had been awhile since Changmin felt this guilty.
It wasn’t the type to feel neither regret nor the need to take back his words. But this time, he really wished he had kept his mouth shut.
It had been an hour since the beautiful cat-man had run off. And yet, the party still continued like nothing had ever happened. Like he had never been there. Everyone, especially their friends, were used to Changmin’s constant rejections of the older man’s advices. But to see the man look so upset when he left was a big surprise.
No matter how many times Changmin ignored him or insulted him, Jaejoong never seemed to be fazed; the constant smile and strong sense of self-confidence never wavering. And to see that fake smile on the man’s face just an hour ago, worried their friends. So much so that Changmin couldn’t stop Yunho and Yoochun’s burning glares from the other side of the room, not wanting to be around him at the moment.
Changmin sighed. He really hadn’t meant to hurt the man.
It was just the only way he knew how to act around him…
After a few more minutes and no Jaejoong, Changmin decided to go look for him. After sneaking a peak into a couple of the rooms, one of them already being occupied by a couple who passed out in mid make out, he found himself in front of the door of the basement. He opened up the door and peered down the stairs.
With only the faint lighting above him, he found Kim Jaejoong curled up in a ball on that old, pasty-looking couch. He felt a little relieved to see that the man was okay and that he was still at the party, but was suddenly hit with more guilt, when the man looked up at him with teary eyes, loose mascara and kohl under his eyes.
Crap, he really screwed up.
When Jaejoong looked up and saw the taller man walking towards him, he frantically tried to brush the tears from his eyes, smearing them more.
“What do you want?”
That came out a lot weaker than he wanted it to.
Changmin walked closer to the couch, “Everyone is worried about you,” including me.
“Well, I’m fine.”
“You don’t look it.”
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t.”
Changmin winced as the last part slipped out. Darn it, couldn’t he say anything without hurting the man’s feelings?
“Then would you bother to look for me? Why don’t go back to the party and just leave me alone.”
The taller man reached out to grab Jaejoong’s arm, intent on pulling him up the stairs. But Jaejoong pulled his arm away and glared, “I said leave me alone! You hate me anyway, right?! Then why are you still here?!”
Changmin sighed, “I don’t hate you okay? Let’s just go back upstairs-”
Jaejoong whipped his head around, his glare increasing its intensity, “Then why are you always so mean to me?! Why are you always making fun of me?! What did I do to deserve your hatred?!”
The tall freshman was shocked at the man’s outburst. Since they had met, Jaejoong was always around him; clinging to him, trying to get his attention. And now to see him flat out denying his touch and concern was a huge shock. Changmin started to get a little worried.
Maybe he did go too far…
“I’m done, Changmin. I really…really like you, but I can’t. I can’t do this anymore. I’m just done okay? So just leave me alone…”
Changmin got over his shock and reached for Jaejoong once more, “You’re being overdramatic. Come on, J-Kitty-“
He shoved Changmin away fiercely, “Didn’t you hear what I said?! Leave me alone!”
The taller man recovered from the shove and grabbed the hands that started hitting him with a vengeance. He gripped him tightly against his chest as he pushed Jaejoong onto the hard couch. He then placed Jaejoong’s hands next to his head, holding him on to the soft surface in almost bruising grip. Now, Changmin was straddling him, keeping him immobile. Jaejoong continued to fight him, but the man was a lot stronger than he looked.
The smaller man screamed in frustration, tears forming in his eyes once more.
He said he was done. He wouldn’t bother the man anymore. So, why was he still here? Still there breaking his heart?
Jaejoong was silenced by a pair of warm lips on his. It was forceful, but yet innocent and chaste at the same time. And Jaejoong was too shocked to even comprehend anything but the fact that Changmin, the man who just broke his heart just an hour ago, was kissing him. His heat on his cheeks rose, and his heart pounded heavily in his chest. But while he wanted to melt into the kiss and sink into the handsome man’s embrace, he couldn’t help but ask: why?
When the taller man pulled away, he rested his head against Jaejoong’s chest and muttered, “You really don’t know what you do to me, do you, J-kitty?”
Then looked up to face the beautiful man; taking in how the silky pale skin looked more radiant in the faint lighting of the basement.
“I don’t hate you,” Changmin stated, his eyes never leaving Jaejoong’s dark brown ones, “I just don’t know how to act around you…because every time I see you…I just want to do this-”
He bent down to place a kiss on the side of man’s neck, slightly sucking.
“-and this-”
Then another on his cheek.
“-and this-”
He then placed another kiss on Jaejoong’s lips, this one light and innocent.
“-I’ve never had these feelings towards another man before. But then I saw you, and you were the only thing I could think about for days. And every time I saw you, I could help but think how damn beautiful you looked, if a bit weird and uncoordinated,” he laughed at seeing the smaller man’s glare at that comment, “and it frustrated me that I didn’t know how to react around you. And I, I just got angrier and angrier at myself. And that’s when I started taking it out on you…which I shouldn’t have…I know that now.”
Jaejoong was still really confused, trying to absorb this sudden affection from the man. Does this mean that he liked him all along? But then why was he so cruel to him?
“You are always wearing those clothes, and I can’t help but think they look so cute on you. And that just angers me more…because I used to hate people like you. And I just didn’t want to admit it. But then you go and wear something like this. Damn, are you trying to kill me?”
“Changmin…he just…doesn’t know how to handle himself around you.”
Jaejoong finally realized what Yunho had meant by that. Is it possible that Changmin liked him so much, but refused to admit it, even to himself? Was his rejections just a form of denial?
“Does that you mean…you like what I wear? That you-”
“Yes okay! I like the Hello Kitty outfits! They’re so…please, don’t make me say it.”
Jaejoong chuckled at the man’s nervousness. It was true then. Changmin really did like him; really did like the things that he wore. Almost too much it seems. Still, Jaejoong didn’t know whether to be happy or angry right now. His crush was basically admitting that he had liked him all along; but, the way he had treated him…all this time…
“W-why are you telling me this now?”
Changmin sighed, “Because I know I took it too far this time. I foolishly believed that you would follow me forever, but when you said you were done, to be honest, it scared me. I’m a selfish bastard. I don’t want you to stop liking me…I don’t want to lose you.”
“…he’s the type of guy who likes to bully the person he likes….”
Jaejoong chuckled to himself, “You really are an idiot, Changmin-ah.”
Surprisingly, the taller man didn’t deny it. Instead, he leaned in closer to Jaejoong’s face, so close that he felt the man’s warm breath against his lips.
“You’re right. And you’re lucky, you’re the only one I’ll ever admit that to,” Changmin smirked and then leaned even closer, “you caught me in your net a long time ago, J-kitty. But then now that I have you, you should know that I will never let you go. Are you okay with that? Are you okay with being mine?”
The smaller man didn’t have to think twice, before he reached up and placed a kiss to the other man’s lips. People wondered why he stuck around a guy who was always mean to him. And now they would know why. It was for a moment like this. He was willing to never give up on Changmin, and it just took one moment of weakness to catch the man’s attention.
And Jaejoong wasn’t going to let it go.
“You’re a messed up individual, Shim Changmin. But that’s why I like you.”
“You’re one to talk about messed up, Kim Jaejoong,” Changmin teased, but was said in a way full of adoration. And Jaejoong could have exploded in happiness at hearing his name finally come out of the man’s mouth.
As Changmin moved closer, placing his groin closer to Jaejoong’s own and inciting a dark blush, the tall freshman cooed, “Just so know, J-kitty. Now you’re here like this, I’m not going to hold back anymore. Are you sure you’re ready for me?”
The older man raised an eyebrow. He may wear Hello Kitty outfits and like cute things. But he wasn’t an innocent virgin and he would make that his crush knew that, “Of course. The question is,” he rubbed his lower body across the handsome man and pulled up to lick the man’s ear seductively, “are you ready for me?”
And that’s all it took.
The next thing Jaejoong knew Changmin had buried him deeper into the thin cushions; his head nestled against the arm rest. The man attacked his neck like a madman, biting and sucking feverishly. While his hands migrated from holding Jaejoong’s delicate wrists to grip the thin waist and then groping the man’s clothed ass. The smaller man moaned at feeling the man’s tongue and teeth on his neck, wincing only when Changmin bit a little too hard on the flesh, making blood raise to the surface.
Jaejoong attacked back by raking his gloved hands down the man’s back, which was still covered by that annoying cape, and bringing those hands up to finger his wavy hair. And when Changmin bit a little too hard, he retaliated by gripping the man’s locks so tightly, the man moaned out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
He pulled away, their hazy meeting once again, sparking even more lust within them.
“You are one ferocious kitten, J-kitty.”
And for once, the nickname didn’t anger nor upset him. Instead, it only turned him on more. After all, he was perfectly happy being Changmin’s kitten.
“And you make one hell of a vampire, Changminnie,” Jaejoong said playfully, “don’t you vampires do anything other than biting necks?”
Changmin laughed at this, “Well, we are also damn good kissers.”
“Prove it.”
With that, the taller man kissed him. Their teeth and tongues meeting a battle of dominance. A battle which Changmin won, taking over and marking the inside of the kitten’s mouth thoroughly with his tongue. Jaejoong quietly succumbed to the man’s movements, saliva dripping from his mouth as he drowned himself in the glorious taste of Changmin.
While the battle raged on, Jaejoong took to unclothing the man on top of him. He easily ripped off the long cape and was now his thin fingers worked the black vest. Finally unbuttoning the vest, though he rip a few of the bottom buttons in haste, he started pulling the white undershirt, revealing the perfectly shaped abdomen.
He had been so engrossed in removing those annoying clothes from Changmin, that he didn’t notice that his own shirt had been lifted up, revealing his chest. His pants had been pulled down by the tail of the cat costume, showing off his milky skin and obvious erection. The beautiful man laughed loudly when he heard Changmin groan, as the taller man pulled the pants down further and found that his hands met only skin.
Meaning that the smaller man had been wearing nothing underneath his sexy kitten costume.
“Damn…” Changmin whispered, as he released Jaejoong’s lips.
He then slowly made his way down from the beautiful man’s face, licking a path down from his chest, reaching his navel. When he was met with the man’s adorable, pink belly ring, Changmin began to play with it in earnest. This lovely piece of jewelry had been teasing him for months, and he wasn’t going to waste a chance to enjoy it. Jaejoong’s hand found the man’s hair once more, as the man continued to toy with his navel, tugging and pulling at the metal.
Jaejoong felt like he was going to lose control when Changmin finally released his ring, and moved to his erection. He bit back a scream when a wet appendix met the sensitive skin of penis. That glorious tongue moved from bottom to the tip, while fingers stroked Jaejoong’s balls. The elder’s back arched elegantly and he gripped the couch so tightly that he could hear a ripping sound coming from the already torn covering.
He was deeply surprised. No one had ever made him feel like this before. Jaejoong had never been this close to losing it, so quickly. He had to stop the man before he lost control…right in the younger man’s face.
Pulling all the strength he could muster, he grabbed the man’s loose shirt and pulled into a knee-weakening kiss, before flipping their positions with ease. He pushed the taller’s chest to keep from trying to back up as he sat on man’s lower region, his ass resting against Changmin’s clothed cock. Smirking at the rather stunned man below him, Jaejoong removed the shirt. Realizing that the cat ears and the pink bow were still in place, he reached up to take them off, but a voice stopped him.
“Leave it.”
Now it was his turn to be stunned.
“Leave them on. It looks…good.”
Jaejoong giggled like a drunken man, “You DO have a cat fetish don’t you?”
“No, I’ve told you before, I hate cats. It just looks good on you. So don’t take it off.”
“So demanding.”
“But you love me for it.”
Jaejoong had to nod at that. So, he left the cat ears in place and sought out in exploring his crush’s body. He kissed every part of the man’s perfect chest and abs, his eyes never leaving Changmin’s face. His hair, now damp from the heat of the tiny basement, falling over his face, making him look more exotic. His hands twinked at the younger man’s nipples, causing the man to hummed in appreciation.
His hands moved to unbutton his pants and quickly removed his underwear. He then proceeded to give the other’s cock the same treatment he gave him. But instead of a simple tease of the tongue, he hollowed his cheeks and wrapped his mouth around the rather large, impressive manhood. He smiled in victory watching as the man threw his back in pure ecstasy.
“Damn it…Jae-jaeoong…”
The smaller man ignored the man as he licked Changmin’s cock like it was his favorite ice cream. Leaks of pre-cum rained out as Jaejoong lapped it up like a kitten with a bowl of milk. His eyes closing as savored the taste of the man who had been on his mind for the past five months.
“J-Kitty, if you don’t stop now…I’m going to bend you over this couch and fuck you.”
When Jaejoong only grinned evilly and took his penis whole, Changmin had completely lost control. He twisted away, as the smaller man rested his manhood with a ‘pop’, and lifted him back on to the couch. Jaejoong soon found himself leaning over the top of the couch, his knees resting on the cushions, his ass in the air as Changmin leaned over him from behind.
“Shit. I don’t have any lube…” the freshman muttered regrettably as he stared that needy, gorgeous face.
“It’s okay. I don’t mind…just do it…”
“Are you sure?”
Jaejoong responded by licking the other man’s cheek, encouraging him to continue.
Changmin nodded before he kissed the man’s strawberry scented hair, chewed the top of his ear. Jaejoong gasped, as he did so, the taller man gently inserted his fingers. The smaller coated the man’s long fingers thoroughly with saliva, tasting the salty skin once more.
The taller man then carefully inserted one of those wet fingers into the man’s entrance. Jaejoong hissed in pain at first, but slowly began to adjust to the presence. He gave a slight nod, encouraging the man to add another. Changmin added a second finger, stretching him further. Jaejoong covered his scream with his hand as those fingers brushed that precious spot within him, spending flashes over color across his eyes.
He could almost picture Changmin’s smirk in his head, as the man added another finger and aimed all three at that spot. Jaejoong gripped the couch so hard, his knuckles turned white. Not only from those fingers within him, but also from his manhood rubbing against the furniture creating friction. He was almost there.
He just needed that one push.
“C-changminnie, I...n-no more. I n-need…”
Changmin chuckled as he pulled his fingers out and positioned still saliva-covered erection at the smaller man’s entrance.
“Such a spoiled kitty. My J-Kitty is.”
Jaejoong didn’t even try to hold back his scream this time as the man pushed in, slowly and carefully, until he was completely buried to the hilt. Luckily, the loud music from above drowned it, as well as Changmin’s own yell of appreciation, out. Which Jaejoong happy for. Though, not that he would have minded having someone come to door and getting a full eye view of the tall freshman fucking him into the couch.
“Damn, J-Kitty. You’re so tight.”
Jaejoong sucked in a breath, trying to get used to the pain. Changmin’s hands rubbed his hips and placed gentle kissing on his back as he waited for him to adjust. When he felt Changmin’s warm, sweaty chest meet his back, Jaejoong turned to meet the man’s lips one last time. His eyes gave the taller man the sign that was ready.
Changmin pulled out slowly and then slammed back in, just as Jaejoong pushed back, meeting his thrusts. The younger man reached down with his right hand and grabbed Jaejoong’s neglected manhood and stroked roughly. Soon, their loud panting and cries of pleasure filled the room, and the old, dirty couch squeaked and its legs banged against the floor at the force of their movements. The taller man’s breath quickening and his heart raced each time his manhood entered that the man’s warm, inviting hole. Soon, his pace began to become more erratic and his hold on the man’s waist tightening, making bruises the size of finger tips.
“C-chang-minnie-ah!”
“J-jae…hah…ah!”
“I-I can’t-!”
“C-come for me, J-Kitty!”
Jaejoong bit into the top of the couch, as the pressure in his stomach became too much and he finally released into the couch. Changmin soon followed as the man’s entrance closed around him, as gasped the older man’s name. As the man’s seed filling him, Jaejoong felt a sigh of contentment.
He didn’t feel a thing as Changmin pulled out smoothly and wiped them both clean with his now torn costume. Soon, they lay together against the arm of the couch, slowly beginning to notice how much damaged they had caused to the poor piece of furniture.
Knowing that Yoochun and Junsu would probably appreciate the fact they had sex in their basement and on their old couch.
But in the end, they were happy. They were finally able to release those pent up feelings and frustrations from the last five months. Jaejoong couldn’t stop smiling as he snuggled against that broad chest. He heard Changmin chuckle as the man ran his hands through his hair, stopping only to toy with the man’s cat ears.
“You really do have a cat fetish.”
“Only with you.”
Jaejoong giggled, nestling into the taller man’s neck.
“Does this mean that we’re…together?”
“If you think that you can handle me. Can you J-Kitty?”
“I think I already answered that question.”
Changmin laughed, still playing with those adorable cat ears.
“We should probably go upstairs. The others are probably wondering where we are.”
Jaejoong started to get up but was pulled back by those long, strong arms. He locked him into that warm embrace and refused to let him go.
“Let them wonder. I want to stay here for a while.”
The smaller man wasn’t going objected and found his place in the man’s arms once more.
“I like you, Shim Changmin.”
“I like you too, J-Kitty.”
And while it looked he would never grow out that nickname. But actually, he was completely fine with it.
He was perfectly happy being Shim Changmin’s kitten.
END
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Sorry this comment is going to be short since I have to go to work. But thank you all for reading! And enjoyed the J-kitty-ness xDD
Pairing(s): Minjae
Beta: kot_kendra
Word Count: 6,700+ words
Genre: Smut, fluff, little bit of angst
Rating: R/NC-17
Summary: Jaejoong loves Changmin but sadly, Changmin only sees him as his best friend’s weird, Hello Kitty-obsessed roommate. Or does he…?
A/N: Fic written for Tani (jaeminism) who also came up with idea as well. Looking forward to your lovely comments, bb!
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He was in love with Changmin.
He had concluded this a long time ago.
Ever since the day he met his roommate’s childhood friend, the tall, dark and devilishly handsome Shim Changmin, he had been completely enamored with the man. Perhaps it was his long, lanky body and his perfectly shaped physique. Perhaps it was his button nose, luscious lips, and deep brown eyes that filled that handsome face. Maybe it was the way he smiled, making cute, mismatched eyes and flashing those pearly white teeth; or the way he would run his hand through that soft, wavy hair when he was nervous.
Perhaps it was many of those things. But most importantly, Jaejoong loved the younger man’s honesty; not to mention his quick wit and deep intelligence. He had also adored Changmin’s self-confidence and strength, despite how shy and cautious he could be at first.
The first time he saw the man was when was in his second year of college, when his roommate, Yunho, invited a couple of friends over. There he had met Changmin, who was a year younger than him, for the very first time. The man was pretty quiet and polite (which Jaejoong liked), and he had absolutely adored Jaejoong’s cooking (which Jaejoong also liked).
And almost in an instant, he was completely, utterly smitten with Changmin.
The true definition of love at first sight.
And considering how well they had gotten along that night, the smaller man thought they had hit it off pretty well.
Soon, Changmin started to come over more often. Being Yunho’s best friend in all, it was understandable that he would often make his home in his and Yunho’s small but cozy apartment. And it wasn’t that Jaejoong minded at all; quite the contrary, he liked being around Changmin; no, correction, he loved being around the tall freshman.
And, over time, Jaejoong noticed how their relationship slowly began to change and grow.
But surprisingly, it was not for the better. Instead, their relationship had somehow turned very…negative.
More specifically from Changmin’s side.
First, it was the fact that Jaejoong was rather blunt in his feelings. So, he really didn’t have a problem voicing and acting out his obvious affections for the younger man. He would follow him around like a little puppy, wagging his tail happily. When he would sit next to his and Yunho’s friends in the lunch room or even when their friends hung out at their apartment, he would always sit next to Changmin; as close as he possibly could without trending into complete molestation.
When he would hear Changmin was coming over, he would instantly start cooking delicious meals for him; he had even made sure to write down the younger man’s favorite foods, so he could make them every time. And since Jaejoong himself was a touchy, physically affectionate person at heart, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to brush shoulders with the taller man or casually graze his hand over the other’s.
He had made his feelings known and, at first, Changmin would only blush and smile awkwardly, which Jaejoong thought was so cute. But suddenly, the man’s reactions changed from shy to utter refusal. Whenever Jaejoong touched him, he would shrug him off. Whenever Jaejoong expressed his love verbally, Changmin would either make a cruel remark or ignore him completely.
Jaejoong was hurt and surprised by this. Not expecting the sudden resentment.
But then soon after, came the teasing. And then Jaejoong realized that he had almost missed it when Changmin had actually ignored him. The younger man soon began to make fun of him, over everything. The little things that he did or said, Changmin seemed to find amusing. Especially when it came to Jaejoong’s little obsession.
You see, Jaejoong had a thing for Hello Kitty. Okay, not so much a small thing. In reality, he was in love with everything that was Hello Kitty. And it wasn’t just a keychain or few notebooks here and there. It was pretty much everything he owned. The adorable feline’s face was on a number of his clothes, including his pants and even his pajamas. He had a Hello Kitty comforter, bedspread, pillows, necklaces, earrings, backpack, and even his belly button ring had the white kitten’s face on it on. And of course, he had at least 10 sets of the Hello Kitty glasses with the colored bows on the side (which he loved it to wear often).
His roommate, Yunho, knew about his obsession and quickly learned to accept it. Hell, the man slept with a stuffed Bambi and completely set on calling it a “her”. Thus, the man didn’t really mind that their apartment largely consisted of Hello Kitty memorabilia.
But Changmin…he hated it. He thought it was weird and creepy that a grown man would have Hello Kitty pictures hanging on his wall. Or proudly wear his Hello Kitty t-shirts on campus. Seeing this would make the younger man cringe and try his best to avoid him as much as possible.
And he wasn’t afraid to let Jaejoong know how much he hated his obsession.
The man had even taken to calling Jaejoong, “J-Kitty”. In the beginning, Jaejoong didn’t mind the nickname. He had actually liked it; considered it a kind of pet name between him and Changmin. However, when the younger man completely replaced the older man’s name with that nickname and began to use it to insult him in public, Jaejoong had truly started to hate that nickname to the core.
Changmin never called him “hyung” or “Jaejoong-hyung”, and was completely against just calling him “Jaejoong”. Like he had insisted. No, it was always “J-Kitty”.
And every time he heard that nickname, it only made his heart hurt…every single time.
Still, Jaejoong wasn’t one to give up on anything or anyone. He really cared for Changmin; loved the man with all of his heart, despite the fact that the man enjoyed teasing him to no end. He wanted, no, craved the younger man’s affections. And he would do whatever it took to prove to the man that his feelings were real.
And over time, the younger man might actually grow to love his kitty obsession.
Well, hopefully.
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Jaejoong was in high spirits that morning as he walked confidently to the cafeteria in that afternoon. He had just finished his second class of the day, and was eager to get to the lunchroom where he knew his friends and Changmin were waiting.
Jaejoong’s heart soared at seeing his crush again. Even though he just saw that morning. And he could remember how the younger man looked pretty appalled when he had showed up at the apartment, only to find Jaejoong wearing only a pink Hello Kitty apron and pajamas pants.
He had taken Changmin’s mouth agape and lingering gaze as a good sign…until the man shook his head and walked past him towards the living room where his best friend was sitting. The man had continued to ignore him the rest of the morning; he completely refusing to look his way.
But Jaejoong had decided that he wasn’t going to let anything bring down today.
That was because tonight was the night of the Halloween party, which was to be hosted at Yoochun and Junsu’s house. The one the two had bought together which was placed just outside of the campus. And Jaejoong was determined that tonight was the night he would finally get Changmin’s attention. He had everything planned down to the “T”. And he would make sure he looked and dressed the part. He would make sure Changmin noticed him, and hopefully, finally stop the constant rejections and move on to something more.
The smile on his face was bright as he grabbed his lunch and sat down at the table where Yunho, Yoochun, Junsu, and Changmin were sitting. He slipped right in between Yoochun and Changmin, and shifted the chair a little closer to the taller boy’s.
“I missed you, Changmin-ah! How were your classes?”
The man didn’t question his question; instead he turned toward him and asked, “Do you have anything else in your closet besides Hello Kitty?”
Changmin’s disgusted look didn’t dampen Jaejoong’s spirits however. The beautiful man only laughed when he realized what the other man was looking at. That morning Jaejoong decided to wear one of his new jackets. It was all white and Hello Kitty themed with the kitten’s face at the bottom left side and a cute little yellow squirrel on the other side, while the rest of the material was filled with yellow and pink stars against the white background. The entire material was outlined with dark pink and the words ‘Hello Kitty’ centered at the top.
Underneath the jacket, he wore a long sleeved pink shirt, also Hello Kitty themed, with dark blue skinny jeans. His brown, unruly bangs were also pulled back with large, pink hair clip, which also had…surprise, surprise…Hello Kitty.
Feigning innocence and smiling playfully, he replied, “I just bought it yesterday. Don’t you think it looks cute?”
Changmin rolled his eyes, “No, you look ridiculous.”
Jaejoong pouted, pulling his lower lip out cutely, “Well, I think it looks adorable.”
The smaller man felt a sense of victory when the younger man’s eyes lingered a little too long on Jaejoong’s backside, where those tight jeans filled out his ass nicely. And he inwardly squealed when he noticed the man’s cheeks turning slightly pinked. He knew he wasn’t imagining that little blush.
“Whatever you say, J-kitty,” the man said casually, turning his gaze back the rest of the group, ignoring the older man once again.
Jaejoong huffed in losing the man’s the attention and started nonchalantly picking at his lunch.
Their friends started to notice his sour mood, tried to start up a conversation, “So, what are you going to wear at the Halloween party, Jaejoong-hyung?” Junsu asked before he took a bite of his apple.
Jaejoong smiled and bounced happily in his seat, “You’ll just have to wait and see!”
Changmin snickered beside him, “He’s probably going to be wearing a Hello Kitty costume. Aren’t you, J-Kitty?”
The smaller man shook his head, “Nope! You’re wrong, Minnie-ah.”
The taller man glared at him instantly at the nickname. Jaejoong had to hold him back from shrinking back in fear. Changmin hated that nickname just as much as he despised ‘J-Kitty’.
“Really now? Probably a Sailor Moon costume then,” the man said his voice cruel and with only a hint of amusement, “I wouldn’t be surprised. We all know you like to wear five year girls’ clothes.”
Out of the corner of his eye, Jaejoong saw Yunho sigh and the Yoosu face-palmed at Changmin’s comment. Still, the older man remained unfazed. Leaning in closer to his crush, he smirked widely and retorted, licking his lips as he did so, “Whatever turns you on, Changminnie.”
The younger man stared at him a few seconds, before finishing off the last bite of his sandwich and stood up from the chair.
“In your dreams, J-Kitty.”
And with that, the tall freshmen walked out of the cafeteria. Junsu and Yoochun then decided it was time for them to go as well, and followed after Changmin, not before giving Jaejoong a sullen look and a quick pat on the back.
The older man sighed and rested his head on his folded arms on the table and then burying his head in. He didn’t want his good mood to sour already. But still, what did he do to Changmin to deserve such hate? Was he really that annoying? Did the man really think of him as a child? Did he really-?
“He hates me,” he mumbled, his voice barely heard due his face nearly kissing the table.
Yunho, who had stayed behind, heard him clearly.
“No, he doesn’t hate you, Jaejoong,” his roommate said gently.
“Yes, he does.”
“No, he doesn’t. You know how Min is. He can be pretty mean sometimes.”
“But all of the time? He’s always so cruel to me. No matter what I do,” Jaejoong looked up, his eyes full of sadness, “I just don’t know what I did to deserve it.”
“Changmin…he just…doesn’t know how to handle himself around you.”
“What do you mean?”
Yunho paused for a moment, hoping he hadn’t said too much. He leaned across the table, staring into Jaejoong’s wavering ones, “Look, Changmin is…he’s the type of guy who likes to bully the person he likes. Trust me, I know this. When we were growing up, he would always be the one to pull on girls’ pigtails and shove their faces in the sand. And when I asked why he did it, he was always say: ‘it’s because he liked them’. Hell, he would torture me all of the time. And he only does it to the people he likes. You understand?”
Jaejoong nodded; hope soaring in his heart once again. Perhaps, Yunho was right. Maybe the man was just too shy to admit it. And only knew how to show his affection by being cruel.
Wow Jaejoong, you really know how to pick them.
“He doesn’t hate you, okay?” Yunho emphasized, patting his beautiful roommate on the shoulder, “just give it some time. He’ll come around.”
Jaejoong smiled brightly, “Thanks, Yunho.”
“No problem,” the man said and before he also left the table, “See you at the party, Jae.”
And thus, Jaejoong’s determination was back.
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That evening, Jaejoong had just finished getting ready. His costume and make-up were already in place as he turned to look into the standing mirror in his bedroom. He smirked.
It was perfect.
Grabbing his cellphone and his keys, he walked out of his apartment and headed towards the party. Once he got to the entrance of the house, and heard the pounding music and the sound laughter, Jaejong sucked in a breath. He knocked on the door, and was instantly met with Yoochun’s smiling face. He gave him an up-and-down glance and chuckled:
“Someone’s out for the kill.”
The smaller man laughed loudly as his friend pulled into the party and guided him through the crowd. Next thing he knew, he was face-to-face with his crush. Suddenly, he felt a wave of self-consciousness hit him as Changmin and the rest of their friends stared at him.
The smaller man quickly took in his crush’s attire. Changmin was dressed as a typical, traditional vampire. For he wore black dress pants, with a button vest and white undershirt, making him look like a high-class rich man. However, it was matched with a black, silk cape with red underneath. He didn’t sport the usual pale make-up (he didn’t seem like the type anyway), he was wearing a pair of fake fangs in his mouth, before taking it out right before Jaejoong had entered the room.
By all accounts, Changmin looked good. Very good.
When his eyes met Jaejoong, the man instantly stood still. Once again, Jaejoong took the man’s shocked face as a good sign, until:
“What the hell are you wearing?”
The smaller man glanced down, suddenly very nervous. Unable to stay away from the cat-theme completely (he just loved it too much), he had opted to wear a sexy cat suit instead. The outfit consisted of long-sleeved, black shirt that clung tightly to his curvy figure. Similarly, the matching pants were also tight-fitting, showing off his long legs and ass. Large, cat ears were perched on top of his head; a long, black tail was sewed onto the back, making it sway seductively at each of his graceful movements. His hands were covered in black gloves, while his eyes were outlined in kohl, making the cat-eye contacts stand out even in the low-lighting of the living room. Three lines of whiskers were drawn on by the kohl on his cheeks as well as on the tip of his nose.
Finally, a pink bow was wrapped around his neck; brining a touch of cuteness to the extremely sexy outfit.
“Sexy kitten costume, of course,” Jaejoong smiled, shifting closer to the tall freshmen, “you didn’t like the Hello Kitty clothes, so I thought this would be better. Do you like it, Changminnie?”
The stunned Changmin looked at him intensely, his eyes moving unconsciously from his covered feet to his lovely face. But just as quickly as it came, Changmin’s admiration changed into indifference and he replied, “No, it’s weird. You should probably go change before you humiliate yourself more.”
After taking the last sip of his drink, the freshman walked toward the kitchen to refill.
Jaejoong’s heart sank as he tried to find a way to save the situation. The taller man did not look pleased, not at all. His eyes truly filling with hate….and disgust? He steadied himself when Yoochun touched his shoulder. In an instant, he smiled brightly. Not wanting to let his friends now that he was affected.
He would just have to try harder.
Throughout the rest of the night, Jaejoong clung to Changmin, who only seemed to ignore his presence. But over time, he felt he was slowly getting under the man’s skin, and he even caught him smiling at him a couple of times throughout the night. His cheeks were hurting the big smile on his face as he left to get Changmin and the rest of the group so more drinks.
His hands were full of red cups as he turned the corner and headed into the living room. Then he heard something that made him stop still:
“He’s like a child. He should learn to grow up and stop wearing that stupid cat crap. It’s humiliating and so annoying…I hate people like that,” the tall freshmen snapped, so caught up in talking with Yunho that he didn’t see Jaejoong had just come back in.
But when he saw his best friend’s eyes dart behind him, Changmin turned around to find Jaejoong standing in front of him, holding their drinks in both hands.
He was done.
The smaller man smiled weakly, trying to keep the tears from coming. He silently handed Changmin his drink, not even daring to look him in the eye. Jaejoong then downed his own drink in one gulp and hurried out of the living room, throwing the empty cup to the ground as he went.
He was completely done.
He ran into the nearest door he could find. When he opened it, he found that it led to the unfinished basement, which only consisted of boxes and a moth-eaten couch. Without thinking twice, he sat on that old couch, ignoring how dirty it was. Wiping the tears from his eyes, his hands starting to become covered in the black kohl, he cried alone in that basement.
He was completely done…with Shim Changmin.
==
It had been awhile since Changmin felt this guilty.
It wasn’t the type to feel neither regret nor the need to take back his words. But this time, he really wished he had kept his mouth shut.
It had been an hour since the beautiful cat-man had run off. And yet, the party still continued like nothing had ever happened. Like he had never been there. Everyone, especially their friends, were used to Changmin’s constant rejections of the older man’s advices. But to see the man look so upset when he left was a big surprise.
No matter how many times Changmin ignored him or insulted him, Jaejoong never seemed to be fazed; the constant smile and strong sense of self-confidence never wavering. And to see that fake smile on the man’s face just an hour ago, worried their friends. So much so that Changmin couldn’t stop Yunho and Yoochun’s burning glares from the other side of the room, not wanting to be around him at the moment.
Changmin sighed. He really hadn’t meant to hurt the man.
It was just the only way he knew how to act around him…
After a few more minutes and no Jaejoong, Changmin decided to go look for him. After sneaking a peak into a couple of the rooms, one of them already being occupied by a couple who passed out in mid make out, he found himself in front of the door of the basement. He opened up the door and peered down the stairs.
With only the faint lighting above him, he found Kim Jaejoong curled up in a ball on that old, pasty-looking couch. He felt a little relieved to see that the man was okay and that he was still at the party, but was suddenly hit with more guilt, when the man looked up at him with teary eyes, loose mascara and kohl under his eyes.
Crap, he really screwed up.
When Jaejoong looked up and saw the taller man walking towards him, he frantically tried to brush the tears from his eyes, smearing them more.
“What do you want?”
That came out a lot weaker than he wanted it to.
Changmin walked closer to the couch, “Everyone is worried about you,” including me.
“Well, I’m fine.”
“You don’t look it.”
“Why do you care?”
“I don’t.”
Changmin winced as the last part slipped out. Darn it, couldn’t he say anything without hurting the man’s feelings?
“Then would you bother to look for me? Why don’t go back to the party and just leave me alone.”
The taller man reached out to grab Jaejoong’s arm, intent on pulling him up the stairs. But Jaejoong pulled his arm away and glared, “I said leave me alone! You hate me anyway, right?! Then why are you still here?!”
Changmin sighed, “I don’t hate you okay? Let’s just go back upstairs-”
Jaejoong whipped his head around, his glare increasing its intensity, “Then why are you always so mean to me?! Why are you always making fun of me?! What did I do to deserve your hatred?!”
The tall freshman was shocked at the man’s outburst. Since they had met, Jaejoong was always around him; clinging to him, trying to get his attention. And now to see him flat out denying his touch and concern was a huge shock. Changmin started to get a little worried.
Maybe he did go too far…
“I’m done, Changmin. I really…really like you, but I can’t. I can’t do this anymore. I’m just done okay? So just leave me alone…”
Changmin got over his shock and reached for Jaejoong once more, “You’re being overdramatic. Come on, J-Kitty-“
He shoved Changmin away fiercely, “Didn’t you hear what I said?! Leave me alone!”
The taller man recovered from the shove and grabbed the hands that started hitting him with a vengeance. He gripped him tightly against his chest as he pushed Jaejoong onto the hard couch. He then placed Jaejoong’s hands next to his head, holding him on to the soft surface in almost bruising grip. Now, Changmin was straddling him, keeping him immobile. Jaejoong continued to fight him, but the man was a lot stronger than he looked.
The smaller man screamed in frustration, tears forming in his eyes once more.
He said he was done. He wouldn’t bother the man anymore. So, why was he still here? Still there breaking his heart?
Jaejoong was silenced by a pair of warm lips on his. It was forceful, but yet innocent and chaste at the same time. And Jaejoong was too shocked to even comprehend anything but the fact that Changmin, the man who just broke his heart just an hour ago, was kissing him. His heat on his cheeks rose, and his heart pounded heavily in his chest. But while he wanted to melt into the kiss and sink into the handsome man’s embrace, he couldn’t help but ask: why?
When the taller man pulled away, he rested his head against Jaejoong’s chest and muttered, “You really don’t know what you do to me, do you, J-kitty?”
Then looked up to face the beautiful man; taking in how the silky pale skin looked more radiant in the faint lighting of the basement.
“I don’t hate you,” Changmin stated, his eyes never leaving Jaejoong’s dark brown ones, “I just don’t know how to act around you…because every time I see you…I just want to do this-”
He bent down to place a kiss on the side of man’s neck, slightly sucking.
“-and this-”
Then another on his cheek.
“-and this-”
He then placed another kiss on Jaejoong’s lips, this one light and innocent.
“-I’ve never had these feelings towards another man before. But then I saw you, and you were the only thing I could think about for days. And every time I saw you, I could help but think how damn beautiful you looked, if a bit weird and uncoordinated,” he laughed at seeing the smaller man’s glare at that comment, “and it frustrated me that I didn’t know how to react around you. And I, I just got angrier and angrier at myself. And that’s when I started taking it out on you…which I shouldn’t have…I know that now.”
Jaejoong was still really confused, trying to absorb this sudden affection from the man. Does this mean that he liked him all along? But then why was he so cruel to him?
“You are always wearing those clothes, and I can’t help but think they look so cute on you. And that just angers me more…because I used to hate people like you. And I just didn’t want to admit it. But then you go and wear something like this. Damn, are you trying to kill me?”
“Changmin…he just…doesn’t know how to handle himself around you.”
Jaejoong finally realized what Yunho had meant by that. Is it possible that Changmin liked him so much, but refused to admit it, even to himself? Was his rejections just a form of denial?
“Does that you mean…you like what I wear? That you-”
“Yes okay! I like the Hello Kitty outfits! They’re so…please, don’t make me say it.”
Jaejoong chuckled at the man’s nervousness. It was true then. Changmin really did like him; really did like the things that he wore. Almost too much it seems. Still, Jaejoong didn’t know whether to be happy or angry right now. His crush was basically admitting that he had liked him all along; but, the way he had treated him…all this time…
“W-why are you telling me this now?”
Changmin sighed, “Because I know I took it too far this time. I foolishly believed that you would follow me forever, but when you said you were done, to be honest, it scared me. I’m a selfish bastard. I don’t want you to stop liking me…I don’t want to lose you.”
“…he’s the type of guy who likes to bully the person he likes….”
Jaejoong chuckled to himself, “You really are an idiot, Changmin-ah.”
Surprisingly, the taller man didn’t deny it. Instead, he leaned in closer to Jaejoong’s face, so close that he felt the man’s warm breath against his lips.
“You’re right. And you’re lucky, you’re the only one I’ll ever admit that to,” Changmin smirked and then leaned even closer, “you caught me in your net a long time ago, J-kitty. But then now that I have you, you should know that I will never let you go. Are you okay with that? Are you okay with being mine?”
The smaller man didn’t have to think twice, before he reached up and placed a kiss to the other man’s lips. People wondered why he stuck around a guy who was always mean to him. And now they would know why. It was for a moment like this. He was willing to never give up on Changmin, and it just took one moment of weakness to catch the man’s attention.
And Jaejoong wasn’t going to let it go.
“You’re a messed up individual, Shim Changmin. But that’s why I like you.”
“You’re one to talk about messed up, Kim Jaejoong,” Changmin teased, but was said in a way full of adoration. And Jaejoong could have exploded in happiness at hearing his name finally come out of the man’s mouth.
As Changmin moved closer, placing his groin closer to Jaejoong’s own and inciting a dark blush, the tall freshman cooed, “Just so know, J-kitty. Now you’re here like this, I’m not going to hold back anymore. Are you sure you’re ready for me?”
The older man raised an eyebrow. He may wear Hello Kitty outfits and like cute things. But he wasn’t an innocent virgin and he would make that his crush knew that, “Of course. The question is,” he rubbed his lower body across the handsome man and pulled up to lick the man’s ear seductively, “are you ready for me?”
And that’s all it took.
The next thing Jaejoong knew Changmin had buried him deeper into the thin cushions; his head nestled against the arm rest. The man attacked his neck like a madman, biting and sucking feverishly. While his hands migrated from holding Jaejoong’s delicate wrists to grip the thin waist and then groping the man’s clothed ass. The smaller man moaned at feeling the man’s tongue and teeth on his neck, wincing only when Changmin bit a little too hard on the flesh, making blood raise to the surface.
Jaejoong attacked back by raking his gloved hands down the man’s back, which was still covered by that annoying cape, and bringing those hands up to finger his wavy hair. And when Changmin bit a little too hard, he retaliated by gripping the man’s locks so tightly, the man moaned out in a mix of pain and pleasure.
He pulled away, their hazy meeting once again, sparking even more lust within them.
“You are one ferocious kitten, J-kitty.”
And for once, the nickname didn’t anger nor upset him. Instead, it only turned him on more. After all, he was perfectly happy being Changmin’s kitten.
“And you make one hell of a vampire, Changminnie,” Jaejoong said playfully, “don’t you vampires do anything other than biting necks?”
Changmin laughed at this, “Well, we are also damn good kissers.”
“Prove it.”
With that, the taller man kissed him. Their teeth and tongues meeting a battle of dominance. A battle which Changmin won, taking over and marking the inside of the kitten’s mouth thoroughly with his tongue. Jaejoong quietly succumbed to the man’s movements, saliva dripping from his mouth as he drowned himself in the glorious taste of Changmin.
While the battle raged on, Jaejoong took to unclothing the man on top of him. He easily ripped off the long cape and was now his thin fingers worked the black vest. Finally unbuttoning the vest, though he rip a few of the bottom buttons in haste, he started pulling the white undershirt, revealing the perfectly shaped abdomen.
He had been so engrossed in removing those annoying clothes from Changmin, that he didn’t notice that his own shirt had been lifted up, revealing his chest. His pants had been pulled down by the tail of the cat costume, showing off his milky skin and obvious erection. The beautiful man laughed loudly when he heard Changmin groan, as the taller man pulled the pants down further and found that his hands met only skin.
Meaning that the smaller man had been wearing nothing underneath his sexy kitten costume.
“Damn…” Changmin whispered, as he released Jaejoong’s lips.
He then slowly made his way down from the beautiful man’s face, licking a path down from his chest, reaching his navel. When he was met with the man’s adorable, pink belly ring, Changmin began to play with it in earnest. This lovely piece of jewelry had been teasing him for months, and he wasn’t going to waste a chance to enjoy it. Jaejoong’s hand found the man’s hair once more, as the man continued to toy with his navel, tugging and pulling at the metal.
Jaejoong felt like he was going to lose control when Changmin finally released his ring, and moved to his erection. He bit back a scream when a wet appendix met the sensitive skin of penis. That glorious tongue moved from bottom to the tip, while fingers stroked Jaejoong’s balls. The elder’s back arched elegantly and he gripped the couch so tightly that he could hear a ripping sound coming from the already torn covering.
He was deeply surprised. No one had ever made him feel like this before. Jaejoong had never been this close to losing it, so quickly. He had to stop the man before he lost control…right in the younger man’s face.
Pulling all the strength he could muster, he grabbed the man’s loose shirt and pulled into a knee-weakening kiss, before flipping their positions with ease. He pushed the taller’s chest to keep from trying to back up as he sat on man’s lower region, his ass resting against Changmin’s clothed cock. Smirking at the rather stunned man below him, Jaejoong removed the shirt. Realizing that the cat ears and the pink bow were still in place, he reached up to take them off, but a voice stopped him.
“Leave it.”
Now it was his turn to be stunned.
“Leave them on. It looks…good.”
Jaejoong giggled like a drunken man, “You DO have a cat fetish don’t you?”
“No, I’ve told you before, I hate cats. It just looks good on you. So don’t take it off.”
“So demanding.”
“But you love me for it.”
Jaejoong had to nod at that. So, he left the cat ears in place and sought out in exploring his crush’s body. He kissed every part of the man’s perfect chest and abs, his eyes never leaving Changmin’s face. His hair, now damp from the heat of the tiny basement, falling over his face, making him look more exotic. His hands twinked at the younger man’s nipples, causing the man to hummed in appreciation.
His hands moved to unbutton his pants and quickly removed his underwear. He then proceeded to give the other’s cock the same treatment he gave him. But instead of a simple tease of the tongue, he hollowed his cheeks and wrapped his mouth around the rather large, impressive manhood. He smiled in victory watching as the man threw his back in pure ecstasy.
“Damn it…Jae-jaeoong…”
The smaller man ignored the man as he licked Changmin’s cock like it was his favorite ice cream. Leaks of pre-cum rained out as Jaejoong lapped it up like a kitten with a bowl of milk. His eyes closing as savored the taste of the man who had been on his mind for the past five months.
“J-Kitty, if you don’t stop now…I’m going to bend you over this couch and fuck you.”
When Jaejoong only grinned evilly and took his penis whole, Changmin had completely lost control. He twisted away, as the smaller man rested his manhood with a ‘pop’, and lifted him back on to the couch. Jaejoong soon found himself leaning over the top of the couch, his knees resting on the cushions, his ass in the air as Changmin leaned over him from behind.
“Shit. I don’t have any lube…” the freshman muttered regrettably as he stared that needy, gorgeous face.
“It’s okay. I don’t mind…just do it…”
“Are you sure?”
Jaejoong responded by licking the other man’s cheek, encouraging him to continue.
Changmin nodded before he kissed the man’s strawberry scented hair, chewed the top of his ear. Jaejoong gasped, as he did so, the taller man gently inserted his fingers. The smaller coated the man’s long fingers thoroughly with saliva, tasting the salty skin once more.
The taller man then carefully inserted one of those wet fingers into the man’s entrance. Jaejoong hissed in pain at first, but slowly began to adjust to the presence. He gave a slight nod, encouraging the man to add another. Changmin added a second finger, stretching him further. Jaejoong covered his scream with his hand as those fingers brushed that precious spot within him, spending flashes over color across his eyes.
He could almost picture Changmin’s smirk in his head, as the man added another finger and aimed all three at that spot. Jaejoong gripped the couch so hard, his knuckles turned white. Not only from those fingers within him, but also from his manhood rubbing against the furniture creating friction. He was almost there.
He just needed that one push.
“C-changminnie, I...n-no more. I n-need…”
Changmin chuckled as he pulled his fingers out and positioned still saliva-covered erection at the smaller man’s entrance.
“Such a spoiled kitty. My J-Kitty is.”
Jaejoong didn’t even try to hold back his scream this time as the man pushed in, slowly and carefully, until he was completely buried to the hilt. Luckily, the loud music from above drowned it, as well as Changmin’s own yell of appreciation, out. Which Jaejoong happy for. Though, not that he would have minded having someone come to door and getting a full eye view of the tall freshman fucking him into the couch.
“Damn, J-Kitty. You’re so tight.”
Jaejoong sucked in a breath, trying to get used to the pain. Changmin’s hands rubbed his hips and placed gentle kissing on his back as he waited for him to adjust. When he felt Changmin’s warm, sweaty chest meet his back, Jaejoong turned to meet the man’s lips one last time. His eyes gave the taller man the sign that was ready.
Changmin pulled out slowly and then slammed back in, just as Jaejoong pushed back, meeting his thrusts. The younger man reached down with his right hand and grabbed Jaejoong’s neglected manhood and stroked roughly. Soon, their loud panting and cries of pleasure filled the room, and the old, dirty couch squeaked and its legs banged against the floor at the force of their movements. The taller man’s breath quickening and his heart raced each time his manhood entered that the man’s warm, inviting hole. Soon, his pace began to become more erratic and his hold on the man’s waist tightening, making bruises the size of finger tips.
“C-chang-minnie-ah!”
“J-jae…hah…ah!”
“I-I can’t-!”
“C-come for me, J-Kitty!”
Jaejoong bit into the top of the couch, as the pressure in his stomach became too much and he finally released into the couch. Changmin soon followed as the man’s entrance closed around him, as gasped the older man’s name. As the man’s seed filling him, Jaejoong felt a sigh of contentment.
He didn’t feel a thing as Changmin pulled out smoothly and wiped them both clean with his now torn costume. Soon, they lay together against the arm of the couch, slowly beginning to notice how much damaged they had caused to the poor piece of furniture.
Knowing that Yoochun and Junsu would probably appreciate the fact they had sex in their basement and on their old couch.
But in the end, they were happy. They were finally able to release those pent up feelings and frustrations from the last five months. Jaejoong couldn’t stop smiling as he snuggled against that broad chest. He heard Changmin chuckle as the man ran his hands through his hair, stopping only to toy with the man’s cat ears.
“You really do have a cat fetish.”
“Only with you.”
Jaejoong giggled, nestling into the taller man’s neck.
“Does this mean that we’re…together?”
“If you think that you can handle me. Can you J-Kitty?”
“I think I already answered that question.”
Changmin laughed, still playing with those adorable cat ears.
“We should probably go upstairs. The others are probably wondering where we are.”
Jaejoong started to get up but was pulled back by those long, strong arms. He locked him into that warm embrace and refused to let him go.
“Let them wonder. I want to stay here for a while.”
The smaller man wasn’t going objected and found his place in the man’s arms once more.
“I like you, Shim Changmin.”
“I like you too, J-Kitty.”
And while it looked he would never grow out that nickname. But actually, he was completely fine with it.
He was perfectly happy being Shim Changmin’s kitten.
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Sorry this comment is going to be short since I have to go to work. But thank you all for reading! And enjoyed the J-kitty-ness xDD