Shining Star (2)
Title: Shining Star (Chapter 2)
Paring: Kangin/Leeteuk
Genre: Drama
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, only the plot.
Summary: It all started when Jungsu and Youngwoon were still the trainees.
Note: Chapter 1 of this series can be found HERE.
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Chapter 2
Next morning at a lesson studio, Jungsu found Youngwoon was still mad at him. He could see that the younger one noticed him entering the room, but stayed where he was, at the right corner of the room, and no hug, no waving nor even a glance for morning greetings. It’s gonna be a tough day, Jungsu sighed to himself.
He found a bunch of guys from last night at the other side of the room, gathering and laughing out on something. Facing them and making some excuse for his miserable collapse by alcohol last night, especially to the boys way younger than himself, was the last thing he would love to do, but he had to. He was invited to a party, got dead drunk and bothered them. And the worst part was that he was the fucking eldest among them, for god’s sake! So he had to behave as a respectable senior by nicely excusing himself, maybe putting some nice jokes on his blunder for his goddamn dignity. Signing heavily, he stepped to the boys with a weak smile on his face.
“Uh… hi, guys, sorry for the last night’s shit, I… uh…”
Where did the ‘nicely excusing’ part go, Jungsu!?, he mentally cursed on himself.
“Hyung! Hey!”
Without noticing the awkwardness of the elder, the tall boy named so-and-so spotted Jungsu and stepped forward to give him a hug. The elder almost took a step back by instinct, but refrained himself and accepted the young boy with a light tap on the back.
“I was worried about you! You left without a word… I mean, when he came to take you…did you get home ok? You should have called me!”
The tall boy accused the elder teasingly, with his hands on the waist of the elder. Being fully aware of the hands on his waist, the elder coughed meaninglessly, searching for the word to reply.
“Uh, I’m sorry… uh, Youngwoon drove me home and took care of me, so it was okay.”
“Ah… well, of course he must have taken a really good care of you…”
Raising one of his eyebrows, the younger one murmured, shooting a glance at the back of a well-built figure at the opposite corner. Although the figure was showing the back, the younger boy could tell from the tense on the board back that the muscular guy was now paying full attention on their conversation.
“What?”
The older asked, unable to catch the other one’s word.
“Nothing, hyung”, smiled the young boy, now one of his arms around the older one’s shoulder, “Anyway, why don’t you come with us to another party on this Friday? It’s not a big one, just with some of my friends so you’ll find it really nice. It starts at nine so I’ll pick you up-“
“W-wait!”, interrupted the elder, “Thanks for the invitation, but I don’t think that’s a good idea me bothering you again, because, uh, you saw how alcohol made me totally awful, you know.”
He felt a little guilt for declining a kind offer from a puppy-eyed junior, but he didn’t want to cause any more troubles especially if there was a risk to make his best friend mad at him.
“Come on, hyung! It’s gonna be fun!”, insisted the boy. “And you were not awful, looked rather awesome when you were all drunk in my arms.” He winked at the elder.
Being totally lost in words, Jungsu looked at the younger boy with his mouth slightly opened, blushing. That was when he felt a tight grip on his arm, pulling him away from the young boy forcefully.
“You had better learn how to speak to the elders, kid.”
Growing at the tall boy with a murderous look, Youngwoon pulled Jungsu out of the studio and led him to the elevator hall where was currently deserted.
“Why did you just let that brat speak like that to you!?”
Youngwoon accused the elder angrily. He was not in a mood to talk with Jungsu because the incident at last night was still annoying him, but he couldn’t pretend he was not listening.
“But, you know, he didn’t mean to be offensive, so…”, replied Jungsu hesitantly.
“Huh! Yeah, that Minho boy didn’t mean to offend you, he was just flirting on you, huh!?”
“Ah, yeah, that boy’s name was Minho, yeah… and what, flirting? What are you talking about, Youngwoon-ah?”
Jungsu tilted his head in confusion. Youngwoon opened his mouth in shock and raised his voice even more.
“Wait, wait! Did you let a guy cling on you though you didn’t even know his name!? Hyung! How can be so careless!?”
Just then, the buzzer rang loudly, telling them that the lesson was starting in a minute. Youngwoon hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step out of the hall toward a lesson studio, leaving the elder behind. Jungsu had a lesson too, but he really needed to make sure one thing, so he ran up to the younger one and took the hand by his.
“Are you still mad at me?”
Jungsu asked hesitantly. Then, he felt his hand held back.
“I’m not, hyung.”
That was not all true, but the warmth in his hand made it difficult for the younger one to stay mad at the elder. The younger didn’t look back, but Jungsu was relieved to hear the answer. They dashed to the lesson studio in a hurry, hand in hand.
Several days later, Jungsu was at a piano room in SME building, humming to himself happily. Everything was going well for him lately. He was doing well at the lessons of dancing and singing, doing very well with his friends and dongsaengs. That Minho boy and his fellow didn’t put another try on Jungsu and kept away from him somehow. He wondered a bit for it, but it was rather okay for him. It was not like he didn’t like that young boy or anything, but keeping away from unnecessary troubles was just what he wanted.
Youngwoon never picked a quarrel again after the day at the elevator hall. They went out together as usual, knocked some parties too. Some of those were a little crazy in his opinion, but no troubles had occurred because Youngwoon was always there with him.
“Maybe some good line might pop up in my head.”
He spoke to himself and placed his fingers on keyboard playfully. Before he could pull a single sound, however, a “BOO!” came from nowhere and he literally jumped up from the seat in surprise. He looked around furiously, then laughed by spotting a familiar face poking from the door frame.
“Oi! Lee Donghae! You scared the hell out of me!”
Smiling brightly, Jungsu indicated the younger one to come in.
“Surprised?”
Donghae grinned in satisfaction and leaned against the piano, his hands tapping the surface of the instrument restlessly, creating a funny rhythm.
“Yap, you’ve got me.”
Jungsu always liked the younger boy’s cheerfulness. He had known Donghae from some lessons and after-lesson time, so he had shared enough time to know the young boy’s pleasant personality. He regarded the boy almost like his real brother.
“So what were you wandering for? Did you finish your lessons yet?”, asked Jungsu.
“I was looking for you, hyung!”
“Looking for me? For what?”
“Party, hyung! Party!!!”
Donhae declared happily and beamed a big smile at the elder who titled his head slightly in response.
“Um, party?”
“Yes! I and Hyukjae, and maybe Sungmin hyung too, we’re gonna have a bubble-gum party tonight! Hyukjae’s dad and mom are out for a trip so we have a whole house, a whole night to have fuuuuuuuuun!! It sounds awesome, doesn’t it!?”
Donhae was literally jumping in excitement. The elder smiled at the dongseang’s cuteness and pureness. How could a guy in his age still be so innocent like a 5-year-old boy? Jungsu mentally swore that he would do anything to keep his beloved dongseang as pure as possible, away from any evil temptations.
“So, uh, what is that ‘bubble-gum party’ exactly? What will we do?”, asked Jungsu.
“Well, we’ll bring some snacks and drinks, Hyukjae’s got a new PlayStation game so we can try on it, I can bring a Bruce Lee movie DVD if you like, and… Oh! Don’t forget to bring your pajamas, hyung! Because we have a whole night, remember?”
It sounded more like a girl’s pajama party to Jungsu, but how can he resist against that sparkling eyes looking at him expectantly?
“Good, I’m totally in. By the way, why did you name it ‘bubble-gum’ party?”
The elder asked out of curiosity, and the answer followed instantly from the younger.
“Coz I like it.”
Yeah, Jungsu thought to himself, that is Lee Donghae. Just then, a thin boy burst into the room with a yell.
“Ya! Don’t make me look for you, Donghae! Did you forget we still have a lesson left!?”
“Don’t speak like I’m a fool, Hyuk! I was just asking hyung to the party!”
Donghae yelled back, pointing at the elder who was smiling at their exchanges. Hyukjae then finally noticed the presence of the elder.
“Jungsu hyung! Hey!”
He waved at his favorite hyung happily, but the next moment, the color of his face changed immediately. He turned back to Dinghae with a horror on his face.
“Ya! Donghae! Did you get a permission from Youngwoon hyun yet!?”
A permission? Youngwoon? The elder frowned at the said words.
“Oh my god! I’ve forgotten about that!”
Donghae responded quickly, the same horror as Hyukjae’s on his face. Jungsu, on the other hand, was at a loss of what was going on.
“You always forget everything! I’ve told you, he’s gonna kill you if he knows you invited Jungsu hyung without asking him first!”
Hyukjae threw a bag of snacks at Donghae, and the latter instantly tried to throw it back the other, but then the elder finally came back to life.
“Hey! Wait! What the hell are you guys talking about!? What is a permission? What is Youngwoon? How is he involved in this?”
He was in panic actually, but he didn’t miss the two boys exchanging the nervous glances.
“Hyukjae, talk to me”, the elder demanded.
“Uh, hyung, we’re not supposed to tell you this…”
The elder then turned to the other boy.
“Donghae, if you don’t, I will kill you before Youngwoon gets you. Now. Talk. To. Me.”
The two boys sighed and gave up finally. Jungsu was their hyung, the elder, after all.
A few minutes later, Jungsu was striding a hallway furiously, looking for a man who had put a shit on him. He spotted the man at the landing of the corridor, and ran into the one with his face stiff.
“Youngwoon , we need to talk. Now.”
Without waiting for the response, he took the younger man’s arm and dragged him into the nearest room around there. He shut the door violently behind them, causing the younger one to frown.
“Jungsu hyung, what the hell is this? What’s wrong with you?”
Youngwoon asked with confusion in his voice. He was sure he had not seen the other one in such a fury toward him ever.
“Wrong with me? That’s what I wanna ask you, Youngwoon, what the hell is wrong with you!? Is that true that you told everyone to get a permission from you before asking me go out!?”
Jungsu glared at the other one, with a slight tremble in his voice due to the overwhelming anger.
“Ah… well, I think I didn’t exactly use the word ‘permission’ but, well, something like that. How did you know this by the way?”
Youngwoon responded calmly, now grasping the situation.
“Donghae asked me for a bubble-gum party tonight, then Hyukjae came in and scolded Donghae for not getting a permission, A PERMISSION from you! What the hell do you think you are doing? I can’t believe this! Why can’t I go anywhere without your goddamn permission!?”
The elder spat at the other one, clenching his fist in fury.
“I didn’t think I had to explain it to you. You know what you did earlier, and the outcomes.”
The younger glared at Jungsu, and it made the elder flinched because it was apparent that the younger one was referring the night he went to the club with Minho. Youngwoon could see the effect of his own words in the awkwardness shown on the elder’s face.
“But, well, those brainless twins won’t be any harm for you, so I can take them as an exception. You can go that bubble-gum party - what exactly is that? Whatever, you can go and have fun.”
Youngwoon said it out of generousness, but there was no way the elder took it in that way.
“You said I CAN go!? What do you think I am!? I’m not a 16-year-old high-school girl!”
Jungsu pushed the younger’s torso in anger, which made no damage on the tough guy though, because the younger just giggled and caught the other one’s hand easily.
“I can see that. Or maybe not… have you checked on your sex chromosome surly?”
Making a mock serious face, the tough boy jokingly cuddled the waistline of the elder, which was way smaller than his.
“Youngwoon! No jokes! And don’t change the subject!!”
Jungsu snapped the cheeky hand sharply. Throwing up his hand literally, the younger one shrugged.
“I don’t really see the problem here. What’s so big to you?”
“The problem here”, the elder began, trying his best to keep his temper, “is that you treated me like a baby toward every single dongsaeng around me, and ruined my dignity as the elder. You humiliated me!”
The remark surprised the younger one.
“Hyung! I’ve never, ever meant to humiliate you! I always respect you as the elder, you know that? I just wanted to protect you, that’s all.”
It touched Jungsu’s heart. He knew the younger one didn’t mean to be disrespectful but just became overprotective, but he couldn’t stop himself because he could still have a big blush on his face just remembering himself being a total dope between those two dongsaengs earlier.
“Still, you don’t have the right to supervise my social relations! Who do you think you are!?”
Jungsu barked, and soon regretted what he had just said because he could see the sudden change in the atmosphere around the younger one. Youngwoon’s face became stiff, clenching his teeth tightly. It was apparent that Jungsu crossed the line.
“Well, I’m so sorry if I disturbed you befriending with those party boys,”
The younger one spat out sarcastically, which made the elder upset.
“No! I, I didn’t mean that!”
Jungsu tried to put his palms on the other one’s arm to calm him down, but got brushed away.
“You’re right, I have no right to tell you what to do, because I’m nobody to you, huh!”
Youngwoon showed his back leaving, but the elder clung to the arm to stop him.
“No, don’t go! I never wanted party gangs as my friend, you never know how much I felt nervous out there without you at that night…”
Tears were now gathering in his eyes, and Jungsu hated himself for being such a girl. But he knew he would regret badly if he let the younger one leave now.
“And you have never been nobody to me, you should know that. Don’t say that thing ever again, after all those time we spent together, how could you say we are nothing to each other? It kills me… don’t say that.”
It was a shame for Jungsu to cry like a child in front of his dongsaeng, but he couldn’t control himself. He didn’t know how the man in front of him could swing his emotion so easily.
“…Hyung, why are you crying?”
Youngwoon asked softly in confusion. The anger filling his mind had disappeared as soon as he caught the drops of tears pooling at the corner of the elder’s eyes. He fell into a total confusion every time he saw the elder cry.
“You’re making me cry!”
Jungsu patted the younger on his chest and buried his face there to hide the tears now running down on his cheeks. The warmth of the younger one’s solid figure calmed him down somehow.
Yougwoon swung his arms around the smaller figure in front of him and hugged tightly. He felt the front of his t-shirt getting wet by the other one’s tears, but he didn’t mind.
“I’m sorry hyung, I just… I just can’t bear seeing you vulnerable like that in someone’s arms. Promise me that will never happen again. Promise me.”
Youngwoon tightened the hug, buried his nose in the elder’s hair and inhaled the scent there. He couldn’t believe how a guy could smell so sweet.
“I promise, Youngwoon-ah. I promise.”
They had hugged like hundreds times before, but those had never been intense like this one. Jungsu raised his face to find the younger one’s eyes on him. He couldn’t read the expression there, and it made him feel uneasy a little.
“…Um, so… why don’t you come with me to bubble-gum party? Donghae and Hyukjae will be hyper about that.”
Jungsu asked, slowly stepping back from the other one’s embrace. Youngwoon’s intense gaze soon changed into his usual crescent-moon eyed smile, which made the elder one exhausted the breath he was holding unconsciously in relief.
Though Youngwoon politely declined the offer claming that he was ‘too manly to join that kind of girlish activities’, there was still some time before the party so Jungsu and Youngwoon agreed to practice dancing in a small studio opened free for trainees. Youngwoon could sing, act and talk, but dancing had never been his favorite field, so Jungsu offered to teach him break-dancing he was learning currently.
“Damn it, I’m gonna break my neck with this!”
Youngwoon bitched and lied on the floor, sweating heavily. He was trying the head spin, but it was too acrobatic for a man with a bulk body like him. Jungsu giggled at the pout on the younger man’s face and stood up from the floor.
“Hyukjae is actually an expert of this kind of stuff, I now understand why people call him monkey. Anyway, I think I’m a little bit better than you in this, so I’ll show you.”
Jungsu declared in a confident voice and smiled proudly at the younger one. Youngwoon raised one of his eyebrows, as if saying “Well? Then I’ll see that”, and nodded the elder to go on. Jungsu coughed once, clicked his neck and wrists, then positioned him with his shoulder meeting the floor.
“Well, what is important is impetus, you should not kill the speed with fear and-“
Jungsu kicked the floor and started spinning with his shoulder some times, but suddenly stopped with a yell.
“Ouch!”
“Hyung! What’s wrong!?”
Youngwoon promptly rose up and dashed to the elder who was sitting on the floor with his hand covering the back of his shoulder.
“Hyung! Did you get hurt!? Show me!”
Prodded by the younger one’s hasty voice, Jungsu removed his hand and found a small cut on the back of his shoulder exposed out of his sleeveless shirt. He looked down the floor and found a slight crack which would be the cause of his injury. Youngwoon also looked into the injury and sighed in relief finding that it was not that serious.
“It’s nothing, I’ll just lick it and everything will be fine”, smiled Jungsu.
“And how exactly do you lick your own back?”, asked Youngwoon.
“Umm, right, then I’ll go get some-“
Band-Aid, he wanted to continue, but couldn’t because in a flash of moment he found himself pushed down on the floor on his stomach. When he realized the younger one’s big hands pinning him on the floor, he got into a panic.
“Youngwoon! What are you doing!?”
“I’m trying to help you.”
Jungsu heard the younger one chuckled above him. Youngwoon was now striding over the elder’s body on his knees, pushing the elder on the floor. Jungsu twisted his neck to see what was going on, but the big hand of the other soon made him face down.
“Don’t move, I promise it won’t hurt so bad.”
Youngwoon bent down to whisper into the elder’s ear, and Jungsu found that his body suddenly paralyzed. He was scared even to move a finger, and only his heart was beating rapidly against the floor. He felt the heat of the younger one’s thick torso pressed on his back, and the next moment, Youngwoon’s tongue was tracing the cut on his back, slowly.
The hotness and wetness made Jungsu wince big enough to travel to the other, but the younger showed no intention to stop. Jungsu’s palms were all sweaty but his mouth went dry on the contrary. All his attention was now on the small cut which suddenly began aching like in a flame. The younger sucked on the cut teasingly.
“Youngwoon…!”
Jungsu said it to stop the younger, but it sounded like pleading for more, and he wanted to kill himself for it. The small cut on his back was pulsing madly as if it was the second heart. The bigger one chuckled and pushed down the elder’s body with his even more. He traced the cut over and over again eagerly, until there was no sign of blood there. He sucked on the cut lightly again before he finally raised his face and shifted his body to let the elder one go. He held out his hand to help the elder one stand up, smiling innocently.
“Now are you fine?”
Jungsu stood up in a daze. He faced to the younger ,and spotted a small trace of his blood on the younger man’s lips glittering with saliva. Then he broke down inside.
“I have to go. To the party. I gotta go.”
Jungsu declared by emotionless voice. Without seeing the younger’s face or waiting for the reply, he gathered his belongings rapidly and dashed out of the studio. He felt the small scar on his back was now burning and emphasizing its existence.
He couldn’t make it to go to the bubble-bum party, however. Once he arrived at his apartment, the high fever attacked him out of blue and made it impossible for him to even stand. He barely texted Donghae and cancelled his attendance to the party, then he collapsed down onto his bed.
The night had become the longest one for him ever. He writhed around on his bed because of the extremely high fever which blurred his mind. In the trance caused by the fever, he had a dream. In the dream, he was lying on the floor in a lesson studio with Youngwoon like that evening. This time, however, he was not in the prone position but was facing to the younger, with his legs entangling with those of the other one. His shirt was rolled up to his chin and his bare torso was exposed to the other one who was exploring the flawless skin there with his tongue. The younger licked up the elder’s neck, sucked hard on here and there as he went south gradually with leaving the trace of saliva. The wetness made the elder arch his back, and he curled his fingers in the younger one’s hair.
“Youngwoon…!”
Jungsu panted, same as at this evening, but it surly was a pleading this time, and the younger was ready to comply. Youngwoon bit playfully on the elder’s flat belly, and went down further to welcome the most sensitive area of the other one’s body into his wet and hot mouth. Jungsu felt the warm breath of the younger against his pulsing organ, then-
Then his eyes snapped open. Panting heavily, Jungsu stared at the black ceiling over his bed blankly. He sat up on the bed reluctantly and looked down on his sweaty body. And the next moment, he noticed he had come in the dream. Tortured by a pang of guilt for disgracing his best friend, Jungsu sobbed in the darkness.
... to be continued.
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EXCUSE 1
I'm soooo sorry to the fans of Minho for making him a flirtious party boy. That character was originary a nameless nobody before I remembered a picture of Leeteuk and Minho under a parasol at some athletic event last year. You know, when I saw the picture for the first time, I was like
"OMG, OMG, OMG, Kangin Appa!! Teuk Umma is cheating on you with a young boy in your absence!!!!!!!" *jumps in excitement*
So I decided that character to be Minho. No offence to him. No offence.
EXCUSE 2
Yes, I have a kink in Kangin licking the scar on Teuk's back. I made Kangin do this in another fic already, but I strangely find it sexy, Kangin licking Teuk's back. People call it a kink.
Anyway, it took way long than I expected to upload this chapter, I hope you'll like it.
Comments will be highly appreciated, thank you for reading :D
Paring: Kangin/Leeteuk
Genre: Drama
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don’t own them, only the plot.
Summary: It all started when Jungsu and Youngwoon were still the trainees.
Note: Chapter 1 of this series can be found HERE.
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Chapter 2
Next morning at a lesson studio, Jungsu found Youngwoon was still mad at him. He could see that the younger one noticed him entering the room, but stayed where he was, at the right corner of the room, and no hug, no waving nor even a glance for morning greetings. It’s gonna be a tough day, Jungsu sighed to himself.
He found a bunch of guys from last night at the other side of the room, gathering and laughing out on something. Facing them and making some excuse for his miserable collapse by alcohol last night, especially to the boys way younger than himself, was the last thing he would love to do, but he had to. He was invited to a party, got dead drunk and bothered them. And the worst part was that he was the fucking eldest among them, for god’s sake! So he had to behave as a respectable senior by nicely excusing himself, maybe putting some nice jokes on his blunder for his goddamn dignity. Signing heavily, he stepped to the boys with a weak smile on his face.
“Uh… hi, guys, sorry for the last night’s shit, I… uh…”
Where did the ‘nicely excusing’ part go, Jungsu!?, he mentally cursed on himself.
“Hyung! Hey!”
Without noticing the awkwardness of the elder, the tall boy named so-and-so spotted Jungsu and stepped forward to give him a hug. The elder almost took a step back by instinct, but refrained himself and accepted the young boy with a light tap on the back.
“I was worried about you! You left without a word… I mean, when he came to take you…did you get home ok? You should have called me!”
The tall boy accused the elder teasingly, with his hands on the waist of the elder. Being fully aware of the hands on his waist, the elder coughed meaninglessly, searching for the word to reply.
“Uh, I’m sorry… uh, Youngwoon drove me home and took care of me, so it was okay.”
“Ah… well, of course he must have taken a really good care of you…”
Raising one of his eyebrows, the younger one murmured, shooting a glance at the back of a well-built figure at the opposite corner. Although the figure was showing the back, the younger boy could tell from the tense on the board back that the muscular guy was now paying full attention on their conversation.
“What?”
The older asked, unable to catch the other one’s word.
“Nothing, hyung”, smiled the young boy, now one of his arms around the older one’s shoulder, “Anyway, why don’t you come with us to another party on this Friday? It’s not a big one, just with some of my friends so you’ll find it really nice. It starts at nine so I’ll pick you up-“
“W-wait!”, interrupted the elder, “Thanks for the invitation, but I don’t think that’s a good idea me bothering you again, because, uh, you saw how alcohol made me totally awful, you know.”
He felt a little guilt for declining a kind offer from a puppy-eyed junior, but he didn’t want to cause any more troubles especially if there was a risk to make his best friend mad at him.
“Come on, hyung! It’s gonna be fun!”, insisted the boy. “And you were not awful, looked rather awesome when you were all drunk in my arms.” He winked at the elder.
Being totally lost in words, Jungsu looked at the younger boy with his mouth slightly opened, blushing. That was when he felt a tight grip on his arm, pulling him away from the young boy forcefully.
“You had better learn how to speak to the elders, kid.”
Growing at the tall boy with a murderous look, Youngwoon pulled Jungsu out of the studio and led him to the elevator hall where was currently deserted.
“Why did you just let that brat speak like that to you!?”
Youngwoon accused the elder angrily. He was not in a mood to talk with Jungsu because the incident at last night was still annoying him, but he couldn’t pretend he was not listening.
“But, you know, he didn’t mean to be offensive, so…”, replied Jungsu hesitantly.
“Huh! Yeah, that Minho boy didn’t mean to offend you, he was just flirting on you, huh!?”
“Ah, yeah, that boy’s name was Minho, yeah… and what, flirting? What are you talking about, Youngwoon-ah?”
Jungsu tilted his head in confusion. Youngwoon opened his mouth in shock and raised his voice even more.
“Wait, wait! Did you let a guy cling on you though you didn’t even know his name!? Hyung! How can be so careless!?”
Just then, the buzzer rang loudly, telling them that the lesson was starting in a minute. Youngwoon hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step out of the hall toward a lesson studio, leaving the elder behind. Jungsu had a lesson too, but he really needed to make sure one thing, so he ran up to the younger one and took the hand by his.
“Are you still mad at me?”
Jungsu asked hesitantly. Then, he felt his hand held back.
“I’m not, hyung.”
That was not all true, but the warmth in his hand made it difficult for the younger one to stay mad at the elder. The younger didn’t look back, but Jungsu was relieved to hear the answer. They dashed to the lesson studio in a hurry, hand in hand.
Several days later, Jungsu was at a piano room in SME building, humming to himself happily. Everything was going well for him lately. He was doing well at the lessons of dancing and singing, doing very well with his friends and dongsaengs. That Minho boy and his fellow didn’t put another try on Jungsu and kept away from him somehow. He wondered a bit for it, but it was rather okay for him. It was not like he didn’t like that young boy or anything, but keeping away from unnecessary troubles was just what he wanted.
Youngwoon never picked a quarrel again after the day at the elevator hall. They went out together as usual, knocked some parties too. Some of those were a little crazy in his opinion, but no troubles had occurred because Youngwoon was always there with him.
“Maybe some good line might pop up in my head.”
He spoke to himself and placed his fingers on keyboard playfully. Before he could pull a single sound, however, a “BOO!” came from nowhere and he literally jumped up from the seat in surprise. He looked around furiously, then laughed by spotting a familiar face poking from the door frame.
“Oi! Lee Donghae! You scared the hell out of me!”
Smiling brightly, Jungsu indicated the younger one to come in.
“Surprised?”
Donghae grinned in satisfaction and leaned against the piano, his hands tapping the surface of the instrument restlessly, creating a funny rhythm.
“Yap, you’ve got me.”
Jungsu always liked the younger boy’s cheerfulness. He had known Donghae from some lessons and after-lesson time, so he had shared enough time to know the young boy’s pleasant personality. He regarded the boy almost like his real brother.
“So what were you wandering for? Did you finish your lessons yet?”, asked Jungsu.
“I was looking for you, hyung!”
“Looking for me? For what?”
“Party, hyung! Party!!!”
Donhae declared happily and beamed a big smile at the elder who titled his head slightly in response.
“Um, party?”
“Yes! I and Hyukjae, and maybe Sungmin hyung too, we’re gonna have a bubble-gum party tonight! Hyukjae’s dad and mom are out for a trip so we have a whole house, a whole night to have fuuuuuuuuun!! It sounds awesome, doesn’t it!?”
Donhae was literally jumping in excitement. The elder smiled at the dongseang’s cuteness and pureness. How could a guy in his age still be so innocent like a 5-year-old boy? Jungsu mentally swore that he would do anything to keep his beloved dongseang as pure as possible, away from any evil temptations.
“So, uh, what is that ‘bubble-gum party’ exactly? What will we do?”, asked Jungsu.
“Well, we’ll bring some snacks and drinks, Hyukjae’s got a new PlayStation game so we can try on it, I can bring a Bruce Lee movie DVD if you like, and… Oh! Don’t forget to bring your pajamas, hyung! Because we have a whole night, remember?”
It sounded more like a girl’s pajama party to Jungsu, but how can he resist against that sparkling eyes looking at him expectantly?
“Good, I’m totally in. By the way, why did you name it ‘bubble-gum’ party?”
The elder asked out of curiosity, and the answer followed instantly from the younger.
“Coz I like it.”
Yeah, Jungsu thought to himself, that is Lee Donghae. Just then, a thin boy burst into the room with a yell.
“Ya! Don’t make me look for you, Donghae! Did you forget we still have a lesson left!?”
“Don’t speak like I’m a fool, Hyuk! I was just asking hyung to the party!”
Donghae yelled back, pointing at the elder who was smiling at their exchanges. Hyukjae then finally noticed the presence of the elder.
“Jungsu hyung! Hey!”
He waved at his favorite hyung happily, but the next moment, the color of his face changed immediately. He turned back to Dinghae with a horror on his face.
“Ya! Donghae! Did you get a permission from Youngwoon hyun yet!?”
A permission? Youngwoon? The elder frowned at the said words.
“Oh my god! I’ve forgotten about that!”
Donghae responded quickly, the same horror as Hyukjae’s on his face. Jungsu, on the other hand, was at a loss of what was going on.
“You always forget everything! I’ve told you, he’s gonna kill you if he knows you invited Jungsu hyung without asking him first!”
Hyukjae threw a bag of snacks at Donghae, and the latter instantly tried to throw it back the other, but then the elder finally came back to life.
“Hey! Wait! What the hell are you guys talking about!? What is a permission? What is Youngwoon? How is he involved in this?”
He was in panic actually, but he didn’t miss the two boys exchanging the nervous glances.
“Hyukjae, talk to me”, the elder demanded.
“Uh, hyung, we’re not supposed to tell you this…”
The elder then turned to the other boy.
“Donghae, if you don’t, I will kill you before Youngwoon gets you. Now. Talk. To. Me.”
The two boys sighed and gave up finally. Jungsu was their hyung, the elder, after all.
A few minutes later, Jungsu was striding a hallway furiously, looking for a man who had put a shit on him. He spotted the man at the landing of the corridor, and ran into the one with his face stiff.
“Youngwoon , we need to talk. Now.”
Without waiting for the response, he took the younger man’s arm and dragged him into the nearest room around there. He shut the door violently behind them, causing the younger one to frown.
“Jungsu hyung, what the hell is this? What’s wrong with you?”
Youngwoon asked with confusion in his voice. He was sure he had not seen the other one in such a fury toward him ever.
“Wrong with me? That’s what I wanna ask you, Youngwoon, what the hell is wrong with you!? Is that true that you told everyone to get a permission from you before asking me go out!?”
Jungsu glared at the other one, with a slight tremble in his voice due to the overwhelming anger.
“Ah… well, I think I didn’t exactly use the word ‘permission’ but, well, something like that. How did you know this by the way?”
Youngwoon responded calmly, now grasping the situation.
“Donghae asked me for a bubble-gum party tonight, then Hyukjae came in and scolded Donghae for not getting a permission, A PERMISSION from you! What the hell do you think you are doing? I can’t believe this! Why can’t I go anywhere without your goddamn permission!?”
The elder spat at the other one, clenching his fist in fury.
“I didn’t think I had to explain it to you. You know what you did earlier, and the outcomes.”
The younger glared at Jungsu, and it made the elder flinched because it was apparent that the younger one was referring the night he went to the club with Minho. Youngwoon could see the effect of his own words in the awkwardness shown on the elder’s face.
“But, well, those brainless twins won’t be any harm for you, so I can take them as an exception. You can go that bubble-gum party - what exactly is that? Whatever, you can go and have fun.”
Youngwoon said it out of generousness, but there was no way the elder took it in that way.
“You said I CAN go!? What do you think I am!? I’m not a 16-year-old high-school girl!”
Jungsu pushed the younger’s torso in anger, which made no damage on the tough guy though, because the younger just giggled and caught the other one’s hand easily.
“I can see that. Or maybe not… have you checked on your sex chromosome surly?”
Making a mock serious face, the tough boy jokingly cuddled the waistline of the elder, which was way smaller than his.
“Youngwoon! No jokes! And don’t change the subject!!”
Jungsu snapped the cheeky hand sharply. Throwing up his hand literally, the younger one shrugged.
“I don’t really see the problem here. What’s so big to you?”
“The problem here”, the elder began, trying his best to keep his temper, “is that you treated me like a baby toward every single dongsaeng around me, and ruined my dignity as the elder. You humiliated me!”
The remark surprised the younger one.
“Hyung! I’ve never, ever meant to humiliate you! I always respect you as the elder, you know that? I just wanted to protect you, that’s all.”
It touched Jungsu’s heart. He knew the younger one didn’t mean to be disrespectful but just became overprotective, but he couldn’t stop himself because he could still have a big blush on his face just remembering himself being a total dope between those two dongsaengs earlier.
“Still, you don’t have the right to supervise my social relations! Who do you think you are!?”
Jungsu barked, and soon regretted what he had just said because he could see the sudden change in the atmosphere around the younger one. Youngwoon’s face became stiff, clenching his teeth tightly. It was apparent that Jungsu crossed the line.
“Well, I’m so sorry if I disturbed you befriending with those party boys,”
The younger one spat out sarcastically, which made the elder upset.
“No! I, I didn’t mean that!”
Jungsu tried to put his palms on the other one’s arm to calm him down, but got brushed away.
“You’re right, I have no right to tell you what to do, because I’m nobody to you, huh!”
Youngwoon showed his back leaving, but the elder clung to the arm to stop him.
“No, don’t go! I never wanted party gangs as my friend, you never know how much I felt nervous out there without you at that night…”
Tears were now gathering in his eyes, and Jungsu hated himself for being such a girl. But he knew he would regret badly if he let the younger one leave now.
“And you have never been nobody to me, you should know that. Don’t say that thing ever again, after all those time we spent together, how could you say we are nothing to each other? It kills me… don’t say that.”
It was a shame for Jungsu to cry like a child in front of his dongsaeng, but he couldn’t control himself. He didn’t know how the man in front of him could swing his emotion so easily.
“…Hyung, why are you crying?”
Youngwoon asked softly in confusion. The anger filling his mind had disappeared as soon as he caught the drops of tears pooling at the corner of the elder’s eyes. He fell into a total confusion every time he saw the elder cry.
“You’re making me cry!”
Jungsu patted the younger on his chest and buried his face there to hide the tears now running down on his cheeks. The warmth of the younger one’s solid figure calmed him down somehow.
Yougwoon swung his arms around the smaller figure in front of him and hugged tightly. He felt the front of his t-shirt getting wet by the other one’s tears, but he didn’t mind.
“I’m sorry hyung, I just… I just can’t bear seeing you vulnerable like that in someone’s arms. Promise me that will never happen again. Promise me.”
Youngwoon tightened the hug, buried his nose in the elder’s hair and inhaled the scent there. He couldn’t believe how a guy could smell so sweet.
“I promise, Youngwoon-ah. I promise.”
They had hugged like hundreds times before, but those had never been intense like this one. Jungsu raised his face to find the younger one’s eyes on him. He couldn’t read the expression there, and it made him feel uneasy a little.
“…Um, so… why don’t you come with me to bubble-gum party? Donghae and Hyukjae will be hyper about that.”
Jungsu asked, slowly stepping back from the other one’s embrace. Youngwoon’s intense gaze soon changed into his usual crescent-moon eyed smile, which made the elder one exhausted the breath he was holding unconsciously in relief.
Though Youngwoon politely declined the offer claming that he was ‘too manly to join that kind of girlish activities’, there was still some time before the party so Jungsu and Youngwoon agreed to practice dancing in a small studio opened free for trainees. Youngwoon could sing, act and talk, but dancing had never been his favorite field, so Jungsu offered to teach him break-dancing he was learning currently.
“Damn it, I’m gonna break my neck with this!”
Youngwoon bitched and lied on the floor, sweating heavily. He was trying the head spin, but it was too acrobatic for a man with a bulk body like him. Jungsu giggled at the pout on the younger man’s face and stood up from the floor.
“Hyukjae is actually an expert of this kind of stuff, I now understand why people call him monkey. Anyway, I think I’m a little bit better than you in this, so I’ll show you.”
Jungsu declared in a confident voice and smiled proudly at the younger one. Youngwoon raised one of his eyebrows, as if saying “Well? Then I’ll see that”, and nodded the elder to go on. Jungsu coughed once, clicked his neck and wrists, then positioned him with his shoulder meeting the floor.
“Well, what is important is impetus, you should not kill the speed with fear and-“
Jungsu kicked the floor and started spinning with his shoulder some times, but suddenly stopped with a yell.
“Ouch!”
“Hyung! What’s wrong!?”
Youngwoon promptly rose up and dashed to the elder who was sitting on the floor with his hand covering the back of his shoulder.
“Hyung! Did you get hurt!? Show me!”
Prodded by the younger one’s hasty voice, Jungsu removed his hand and found a small cut on the back of his shoulder exposed out of his sleeveless shirt. He looked down the floor and found a slight crack which would be the cause of his injury. Youngwoon also looked into the injury and sighed in relief finding that it was not that serious.
“It’s nothing, I’ll just lick it and everything will be fine”, smiled Jungsu.
“And how exactly do you lick your own back?”, asked Youngwoon.
“Umm, right, then I’ll go get some-“
Band-Aid, he wanted to continue, but couldn’t because in a flash of moment he found himself pushed down on the floor on his stomach. When he realized the younger one’s big hands pinning him on the floor, he got into a panic.
“Youngwoon! What are you doing!?”
“I’m trying to help you.”
Jungsu heard the younger one chuckled above him. Youngwoon was now striding over the elder’s body on his knees, pushing the elder on the floor. Jungsu twisted his neck to see what was going on, but the big hand of the other soon made him face down.
“Don’t move, I promise it won’t hurt so bad.”
Youngwoon bent down to whisper into the elder’s ear, and Jungsu found that his body suddenly paralyzed. He was scared even to move a finger, and only his heart was beating rapidly against the floor. He felt the heat of the younger one’s thick torso pressed on his back, and the next moment, Youngwoon’s tongue was tracing the cut on his back, slowly.
The hotness and wetness made Jungsu wince big enough to travel to the other, but the younger showed no intention to stop. Jungsu’s palms were all sweaty but his mouth went dry on the contrary. All his attention was now on the small cut which suddenly began aching like in a flame. The younger sucked on the cut teasingly.
“Youngwoon…!”
Jungsu said it to stop the younger, but it sounded like pleading for more, and he wanted to kill himself for it. The small cut on his back was pulsing madly as if it was the second heart. The bigger one chuckled and pushed down the elder’s body with his even more. He traced the cut over and over again eagerly, until there was no sign of blood there. He sucked on the cut lightly again before he finally raised his face and shifted his body to let the elder one go. He held out his hand to help the elder one stand up, smiling innocently.
“Now are you fine?”
Jungsu stood up in a daze. He faced to the younger ,and spotted a small trace of his blood on the younger man’s lips glittering with saliva. Then he broke down inside.
“I have to go. To the party. I gotta go.”
Jungsu declared by emotionless voice. Without seeing the younger’s face or waiting for the reply, he gathered his belongings rapidly and dashed out of the studio. He felt the small scar on his back was now burning and emphasizing its existence.
He couldn’t make it to go to the bubble-bum party, however. Once he arrived at his apartment, the high fever attacked him out of blue and made it impossible for him to even stand. He barely texted Donghae and cancelled his attendance to the party, then he collapsed down onto his bed.
The night had become the longest one for him ever. He writhed around on his bed because of the extremely high fever which blurred his mind. In the trance caused by the fever, he had a dream. In the dream, he was lying on the floor in a lesson studio with Youngwoon like that evening. This time, however, he was not in the prone position but was facing to the younger, with his legs entangling with those of the other one. His shirt was rolled up to his chin and his bare torso was exposed to the other one who was exploring the flawless skin there with his tongue. The younger licked up the elder’s neck, sucked hard on here and there as he went south gradually with leaving the trace of saliva. The wetness made the elder arch his back, and he curled his fingers in the younger one’s hair.
“Youngwoon…!”
Jungsu panted, same as at this evening, but it surly was a pleading this time, and the younger was ready to comply. Youngwoon bit playfully on the elder’s flat belly, and went down further to welcome the most sensitive area of the other one’s body into his wet and hot mouth. Jungsu felt the warm breath of the younger against his pulsing organ, then-
Then his eyes snapped open. Panting heavily, Jungsu stared at the black ceiling over his bed blankly. He sat up on the bed reluctantly and looked down on his sweaty body. And the next moment, he noticed he had come in the dream. Tortured by a pang of guilt for disgracing his best friend, Jungsu sobbed in the darkness.
... to be continued.
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EXCUSE 1
I'm soooo sorry to the fans of Minho for making him a flirtious party boy. That character was originary a nameless nobody before I remembered a picture of Leeteuk and Minho under a parasol at some athletic event last year. You know, when I saw the picture for the first time, I was like
"OMG, OMG, OMG, Kangin Appa!! Teuk Umma is cheating on you with a young boy in your absence!!!!!!!" *jumps in excitement*
So I decided that character to be Minho. No offence to him. No offence.
EXCUSE 2
Yes, I have a kink in Kangin licking the scar on Teuk's back. I made Kangin do this in another fic already, but I strangely find it sexy, Kangin licking Teuk's back. People call it a kink.
Anyway, it took way long than I expected to upload this chapter, I hope you'll like it.
Comments will be highly appreciated, thank you for reading :D