Yes, you are.
Title: Yes, you are.
Paring: Kangin/Leeteuk
Genre: Humor
Rating: PG-13
Summary: What happened after that famous delicious card kissing game.
Note: This is my very first fanfic, so please be nice to me! Sorry for the poor English, English is not my first language. And well, I believe all kangteuk lovers are obliged to watch that famous card kissing game, but if you are not you go search on YouTube nor you'll regret!
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Leeteuk was swearing in his mouth on his way back to their waiting room behind the studio. He had just finished shooting the card kissing game scene which had made all of audiences and participants feel fun and happy, but him. Of course he kept putting his ‘angelic’ smile on his lips throughout the show though he was feeling like a shit inside… he was at least a fucking professional, thank you very much.
Members were heading to the room cheery talking about the show finished minutes ago or whatever shit they think were fun, unaware of the dangerous mood of their leader at the bottom of the line. Leeteuk was staring intensely at the board back of a man who was walking a few steps ahead of him, the fool who messed up his feeling completely. He didn’t miss a chance, and dragged the fool into a deserted dark room which seemed to be a small inventory.
“Wha-“ was the only word the younger could make out of his mouth before the older crushed his lips on the other’s forcefully, smashing the dragged one’s back against the wall hard. Gripping the collar of T-shirt tightly to fix the bigger one in the position, Leeteuk deepened the kiss aggressively with his mouth opened, causing a shiver on the other one by the sudden exchange of wetness. Completely stunned by the unexpected attack of his usually shy lover, Kangin stood still for a few seconds before he regained his consciousness and devoted himself to return the kiss with full passion. He bit back, his tongue violating the other’s mouth roughly, making the older one slip an unwilled moan. He was an aggressive kisser, as he had proved in front of the audience earlier.
Threatened with the fear of losing a grip over the scene, Leeteuk untied the kiss and tried to step away without a glance back, easily failed feeling a firm grip on his arm and the next moment he found himself between the other one’s arms, his back against the wall, vice versa this time.
“Do you think you can just leave all after you harassed me like that?” said the younger one with a big grin on his lips, slightly panting from the aggressive exchange of breath earlier. Keeping the grin on his face, he titled his head a little to restart kissing but found himself being rejected with two palms pushing his torso hard to keep him away. Unable to keep his breath steady yet, Leeteuk struggled to get free from the other one’s arms wrapping around his waist now.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
“I’m just trying to continue the kissing game you started, without that stupid card this time, thank god.”
The bigger one chuckled at his own statement, feeling the frame of lust rising up inside of him, waiting to be poured into the older one’s fragile frame. On the other hand, however, the older felt the cold stone stuck in his stomach. The stupid card. Right.
“But you looked really enjoying that stupid game back there, huh?”
The coldness in his voice seemed to have succeeded in drawing some attention from the other one who eventually stopped cuddling his waist line.
“What? What are you suggesting?”
Apparently not taking a situation there, and feeling frustrated a bit for being put off, the bigger frowned.
“I’m not suggesting anything, I’m just telling the fact that you enjoyed that game so much and took full advantage of the chance to eat your dongsaeng’s mouth, that’s all!”
Almost shouting, Leeteuk pushed the board torso in front of him, much harder this time, but apparently not enough to cause even a slice of impacts on the thick chest before his eyes. He seriously needed some more work out to show the dignity as the elder, he mentally noted.
“Hey, really, what are you… wait, no, but, uh… You’re not saying you’re jealous, are you? On your dongsaeng, I mean?”
Showing the mixture of confusion and curiosity on his face, Kangin looked into the other one’s face carefully, not to miss a single change on it. He didn’t need to be so careful, however, because even the gloom of the room didn’t avoid him catching that the other one blushed hard by his words, almost from his head to toe at once.
“NO! No way I’m jealous, I’m not of course, how could you… what makes you…”
Leeteuk denied furiously, waving his hand before his face meaninglessly, absolutely being unsure what he was blabbing himself. Panic washed over him, he was sure the situation was turning way out of what he had intended when he dragged the other man to the room, if there had been something ‘intended’ in the first place when he had had his mind occupied with nothing but the pure urge to punish his disloyal lover. He had to do something, or say anyhing, to collect the situation there, but it seemed too late judging from the wide grin spreading over the younger one’s face. He totally looked like a moron with that grin, the older one thought to himself, Who dared to call this moron the Korea’s #1 handsome guy by the way?
“Stop grinning like that, you moron.”
The older sighed, hoping slightly that bad mouthing would make the other one distracted for a bit, but the said moron was apparently too happy to feel humiliated by a simple abuse from his shy-but-now-turned-into-amazingly-obsessive lover.
“Oh baby, there is no need to get mad, how could you be jealous on a poor kisser like Eunhyuk? He didn’t even know how to use his tongue!”
The younger giggled, with a mock sweet tone. It seemed that he really liked the idea of Leeteuk being jealous.
“Yeah? He must have been really bad but so he could keep you long on him!”
Leeteuk spat without really thinking, almost out of his instinct. He didn’t really notice he said something wrong before the other one looked into his eyes in silence for a short time, indicating the elder that his former statement had clicked something in the other man’s mind.
“Wait, wait… I thought something was strange at the game because we were making it work vary well, very smooth at first… of course we managed it very well, hey, we have actually kissed like thousands times, so there shouldn’t have been any difficulty passing the card between us.”
The younger one posed then, trying to catch the other one’s eyes as if to get an agreement on his comment. Leeteuk, on the other hand, carefully avoided the other one’s intense gaze, feeling that the conversation was heading to the highly dangerous point he would rather die to admit.
“But suddenly”, the younger started again, “in the middle of the game, you got miserably bad at passing the card and made me try on you again and again… Did you do it on purpose? To keep me on you?”
Leeteuk reddened even deeper, if it was possible. He looked down at his toes without a word to counter this time, feeling the sudden and strong urge to melt away into the air. Or dig hole to hide. Or simply kill himself. OK, he admitted himself, that he was a real moron.
“Owww, Teukie… How could you be so cute? Even cuter than you already are?”, grinned Kangin, spreading his arms to give his lover a big hug.
“Don’t call me cute. I’m not cute. AND I’m not jealous.” Leeteuk pouted, which just ended in making the other’s grin wider.
“Yes you are, AND yes you are”, smiled Kangin with content. “Hey”, he whispered into the elder’s ear, “would you kindly give me a chance to make it up for you?”
It was Leeteuk who smiled contentedly this time.
“Well”, he pulled the other one into him, “that’s my boy.”
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