June 7/7
Title: June 7/7
Pairing: Jongkey, side!2min
Rating: PG15-R/NC17
Genre: au, angst, romance
Summary: This could be Jonghyun's big break. He didn't think anything would stop him. At least, he thought that until he found out how much it hurt to be away from home.
"Excited to be heading home?" Jonghyun's manager asked, cocking a brow at him in the rearview mirror.
Jonghyun nodded enthusiastically. The entire ride, he was close to bouncing in his seat from giddiness. He was restless; he hadn't slept that night for fifteen minutes straight without waking up again, but he didn't feel even remotely tired.
He was going home.
"You get to see your girlfriend again, huh?" His manager eyed him.
"I don't have a girlfriend," Jonghyun chirped without missing a beat.
"Sure, Jonghyun," The manager rolled his eyes.
Jonghyun's smile didn't fall. If anything, it grew larger as he saw that they were pulling into the train station.
The car didn't even come to a complete stop before Jonghyun was bursting out of the doors and opening the trunk to get his bags.
"Slow down, would you? You're going to get hit by a car," His manager scolded him, but was wearing a smile all the same.
Jonghyun ignored him entirely, looping his guitar case around his shoulders and throwing on his duffel bag over top of it. His rolling suitcase all-but flew out of the trunk and the wheels clacked loudly against the pavement, the zippers straining because Jonghyun's talent with packing his things was much less than Key's.
"Your ticket," His manager handed him the slip of paper.
"Thanks, manager-hyung. I'll see you when I get back," He spoke hurriedly and then turned on his heel to join in with the sparse crowd of people at the station. It was a shoddy goodbye at best, but making sure his manager felt satisfied with his departure was hardly Jonghyun's priority when there was a train seat and only a few hours separating him and home.
The way that Jonghyun was bouncing in his seat during the car ride was nothing compared to the train ride.
He felt fidgety and restless, and even though there were tons of people around him, he couldn't even contain himself. Some five minutes after departing, he whipped out his songwriting journal and started penning words of his unearthly excitement, crafty lines about how he would tackle his sister in a hug and treat Onew to his favorite meal and ruffle Taemin's hair and punch Minho in the shoulder and sweep Key off his feet and cover his lips with sweet kisses until they were both breathless.
Jonghyun was making noise, but he didn't even realize it until he found himself tapping out the rhythm to the accompanying music-man, he was so inspired-and humming out the melodies in between. When he glanced up sheepishly, the passengers, most wearing headphones of their own or taking steady naps, didn't seem to mind.
His leg bounced with nervousness, and the more time that passed in the train, the antsier he grew. The charm on his pencil (the frog one that Minho gave him so long ago, always his favorite to write with) rattled and his hand started to shake a bit and he probably looked either really creepy or really stupid with the way he was grinning down at his notebook. He simply couldn't help the way that the words were flowing from his mind through his pencil, words of hope and happiness and relief and god, he was really going home.
An entire page of the journal was covered in jotted notes and scribbled staves before Jonghyun could realize that the train was slowing down and nearing home. The song was perfect, in Jonghyun's own humble opinion, save for it lacking a proper ending. It didn't yet have closure, because he didn't yet have closure. He couldn't cut off his excitement when he was still waiting for the climax to happen.
His fellow passengers began to shift and wake from naps, but he was too busy humming out a certain combination of notes to really notice it.
It was only when the woman sitting beside him tapped him on the shoulder and politely offered an "excuse me" as she shuffled in front of his seat that he realized, oh shit, they were stopped.
They were-
He was-
There wasn't a time when Jonghyun had packed up his things faster than when that realization hit. He moved as fast as his legs could manage until he was out of the train, past the groups of people and-oh man-he could see Key's school from here!
A quick glance down at his cell phone told him that Key was still in school, but only for fifteen minutes.
This was perfect.
He didn't pay any attention to the fact that his bags were actually pretty damn heavy and began his trek. The rest of the world was nothing but a fuzzy background of irrelevance and he felt his stomach growing increasingly more nervous with long forgotten but all-too familiar butterflies in a frenzy. His pulse jumped and sped and he wondered why the hell he hadn't looked in a mirror or eaten handfuls of breath mints or something because he was seeing his boyfriend for the first time in three months and he should at least not look like a wreck and-
Jonghyun took a deep breath and tried to steady his nerves. He felt stupid-really, really stupid-, because he'd been with Key for more than two years and the younger had seen him at his best and his worst, so there really wasn't much to fear. No matter how he looked, he knew that Key would be happy to see him.
(But that didn't mean that he didn't want to look nice for him. He wanted to look his best because his boyfriend deserved the best.)
His adrenaline had him traveling somewhere near warp speed on foot, and he arrived on the school's grounds much more quickly than anticipated. There had to be some sort of rule against loitering here or making unauthorized visits when he wasn't a student but hey, there was only one security guard and he usually couldn't be bothered by that sort of thing. So, Jonghyun didn't hesitate to walk across the street, bags still in tow, and stand at the edge of the courtyard, now nervous beyond belief.
He checked his phone.
Five minutes.
Oh god.
He held up the reflective black screen on his phone in a desperate attempt to get a decent look at his hair before Key walked out and saw him. It was fine, he decided, or as fine as it would get without a hairbrush and fifty million products in it. He suddenly resented his hastiness to shower that morning, not even drying his hair properly before leaving the dorm to get to the station.
Self-consciously, he picked at his clothes, trying to make the hem of his t-shirt (one of Key's favorites, if he remembered correctly-and oh god he hoped he did) fall more evenly over his fitted jeans or the v of the collar to be perfectly in the middle of his chest, because Key had commented before about thinking the mole between his collarbones was cute.
God, he was so nervous.
He knew that it was in Key's daily routine to walk home this way, cutting through the courtyard. But he felt he could never ever be too safe, and how dumb he would feel if Key decided to go home a different way and he was left standing here all day.
To: The Frog Prince
can you make sure key comes through the courtyard?
He sent the message and tapped on the screen of the phone in anticipation. The seconds were ticking and school would end any second now and he felt like his stomach was sinking lower and lower with every moment.
From: The Frog Prince
sure why?
Jonghyun couldn't help but grin as he typed the reply.
To: The Frog Prince
i'm home
The bell rang. Jonghyun's heart stopped.
He suddenly felt very aware of his bags that were slung across his body or sitting beside him and he made a split-second decision to take off his guitar case and duffel bag and set them beside his rolling suitcase just in case Key tackled him or something.
It was likely.
Jonghyun jumped when his phone vibrated in his hand and his stomach dropped whenever he saw the caller.
"Hello?" He asked, and mentally slapped himself for sounding so unnatural on his phone.
"Hey,"
Jonghyun's heart jumped at the sound of Key's voice. That, coupled with the knowledge that he was about to see him again, really, really see him after three entire months without him… He could hardly handle it. "Hey,"
"Are you busy right now?" Key sounded so wonderfully upbeat that it made Jonghyun's heart hurt. There was the tell-tale buzz of chatter in the background that led Jonghyun to believe that he was making his way through the cafeteria.
He smiled to himself. "A little bit,"
"Oh, well I just wanted to call and check up on you."
Jonghyun was sure that he'd never been more endeared than he was right then. "Thank you, yeobo."
"Yeah, yeah," He could hear the grin in his voice, "Well, I'm walking out of school now. I guess I'll talk to you later."
His eyes lit up and he watched the doors of the school carefully, heart racing in anticipation of seeing his boyfriend walk out. "Yeah… I'll see you soon," He added slyly, knowing Key wouldn't think anything of it.
"Bye, yeobo,"
"Bye," He grinned and hung up the phone.
And as soon as he did, there he was.
He walked out of the doors, head bowed over as he pressed a few commands on his phone. His light blond hair was shaggy today, and as he walked, he shook his head and pinched a few pieces into place, just like he always did.
Jonghyun's heart was beating so fast that he thought he was about to have a heart attack. His hands wrung in front of him.
Look up, Key.
Look up.
He watched the younger stuff his phone into his back pocket and pick at something on the strap of his backpack. He was getting closer and closer, and still he didn't-
He looked up.
Jonghyun stopped moving, stopped breathing, stopped thinking.
(It looked like Key did the exact same.)
Their eyes met, Key's going wide, his perfect lips dropping into an O.
The older's lips slowly pulled into a smile and he was just gathering the strength to lift his hand in a wave when something very solid slammed into his chest.
Jonghyun stumbled backwards from the force, but didn't make any move to push Key away, suddenly warm all over, heart pounding, happiness resonating through his entire frame. He couldn't breathe, and it was half because of Key throwing his arms tightly around his neck and half because he was too overwhelmed by this feeling to function. He wrapped his arms around Key's middle beneath his backpack and pulled him as close to his body as he could manage, burying his face in the crook of his neck and breathing in his scent, the beautiful, beautiful aroma that he wished he could bottle, but nothing could ever match, nothing could ever top.
He finally had it back. His smell and the texture of his hair that tickled on his forehead and the warmth of his solid body and the feel of his breath on his neck and the feeling of his soft skin against his nose…
Key pulled back first, and Jonghyun's chest constricted with elation when he saw his beautiful boyfriend's face up close finally, finally, in front of him, his perfect skin and teary eyes and soft lips and high cheekbones and strong brows and he just wanted to take in every tiny detail that'd missed, that'd faded from his memory so he never ever had to forget about them again.
"Key-" His words were cut off by the crash of lips on his own, and Jonghyun gave up on speaking, because Key's lips tasted much better than any of the words he was going to say.
He melted into the touch, hyperaware of every inch of Key's body, their lips pressing chastely but firmly, and that sensation alone was enough to send Jonghyun into an entirely new state of elation. Three months was far too long to go without a kiss from his boyfriend.
Key's hands rested at the back of his neck and Jonghyun still held his body as close as he possibly could. This all felt so good, so, so good after that long.
The younger broke apart and moved both of his hands to Jonghyun's cheeks, looking as if he was seeing him for the first time.
"Hi," Jonghyun breathed, fingers getting purchase in the sides of Key's blazer. He was too dazed to see the bit of annoyance on the younger's face.
"You." He furrowed his brows.
The older blinked, unsure of why Key seemed angry.
"You-didn't-warn me-" He punctuated each word with a quick peck on Jonghyun's lips, as if it made it any easier for the older to focus on his words when he did so (he swore his pulse plummeted every single time), "That-you were-coming home-today!"
Jonghyun didn't answer right away. Key's mouth wasn't even an inch from his own and he didn't have the self-control to hold back. Not now.
He captured Key's lips in a slow, steady kiss, eyes shut serenely, hands smoothing over the sides of his blazer and landing at his hips. Key responded without protest, tilting his head down further so that Jonghyun didn't have to crane his neck. The younger slid his hands so that one arm was wrapped around his neck and the other was fitted into his hair.
This was the happiest he'd felt in months.
He was sure that his chest was about to collapse on itself from the way it felt so tight, his eyes burning with tears threatening to spill.
Trying to breathe for him was useless, because Key was here and breathing properly never quite worked with him around, so Jonghyun took advantage to massage Key's lips gently, re-memorizing their texture all over again, feeling every little crease fit so perfectly against his own.
Key pulled back, and his face was slightly flushed and god, he was beautiful.
"I wanted to surprise you," He smiled softly.
Key grimaced. "If I would have known you were coming home, I would have at least worn something nicer than this or done my hair or gotten food for dinner or something."
Jonghyun leaned back slightly, eyes raking over Key's body that he could see: the sloped shoulders and the slim torso covered and the peek of bright kelly green underneath his white shirt. He moved back in and covered Key's lips with his own for just one moment, two, three… "You look perfect."
"Jjong, you barely got home. Do you have to be cheesy already?" He asked playfully, tugging at a piece of hair at the back of his head.
"Yes," Jonghyun replied simply, grinning.
Key rolled his eyes.
The older's heart clenched and he folded his arms around Key's back once again, pulling him into another warm embrace. "I missed you, Key."
He felt more than heard Key sigh into his neck and he shivered. "Yeah, me too."
"We should get home," He suggested, noticing for the first time that they were having this intimate moment in the school's courtyard where anyone could be watching (not that he cared about who saw or who didn't like it).
Key slowly untwined his arms from Jonghyun's neck, taking a step back and looking him over with a smile tilting his lips.
Jonghyun returned the smile, feeling the same I-just-want-to-look-at-you sentiment as Key. He stooped to pick up and sling his bags back over his body, but before he could grab hold of the rolling suitcase, Key took the handle.
"I'll take it," He offered, a sweet smile on his lips.
The older felt his heart jump. "Thanks,"
Key's smile grew bashful at his words and he simply nodded. Moving to take a step down the sidewalk, Key held out his hand for Jonghyun to take.
Jonghyun just about melted at the gesture, gladly sliding his fingers in to lace with Key's. The warmth of was enough to make the pit of his stomach hum with happiness, the simple gesture of intimacy enough to launch his heart into dangerous speeds.
Jonghyun couldn't even help the amount of times he caught his eyes glancing over at Key as they walked home in relative silence. He was pretty; he was stunning; he was flawless. Jonghyun just couldn't keep his eyes off him.
(And it was on more than one occasion that he caught Key staring right back. He had to wonder if maybe Key was having a fraction of the thoughts about him as he had about Key.)
Words weren't needed then, as much as they hadn't been able to talk to each other in months. Everything they had to say in those moments were communicated in the warm smiles and honey-sweet gazes sent each other's ways.
Jonghyun was feeling eager all over again as they came upon their apartment building, and even more so as they scaled the staircases to Onew's apartment.
He was going to finally see Onew again!
Key right behind him, Jonghyun used his own house key to unlock the door. He walked in and grinned; nothing had changed. Nothing at all.
"Hyung! Hyung, I'm home!" He called, smile not falling even as he made a beeline for his bedroom.
"Jonghyun?" Onew's voice sounded a bit unsure, as if he was hearing a ghost in his apartment.
He hurriedly dumped his bags on his mattress-his mattress of his room in his home-and walked back into the living room to see Onew.
"Hyung!"
"Jonghyun!"
There was a sudden, almost hazardous, collision of bodies as Jonghyun rushed forward to hug his hyung, squeezing him tightly and smiling.
"Welcome back, Jonghyun! I didn't know you were coming home today, or else I would have-"
"No need to do anything," He backed away, shaking his head good-naturedly. He glanced back, and sure enough, Key was standing just behind him. He reached behind and grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together behind his back. "I'm just happy to be home."
Key squeezed his hand and then let go, saying, "I'm going to start unpacking for you, okay?"
Jonghyun's heart jumped, and as he heard Key's retreating footsteps, he knew the actual intent behind his words. "Hey hyung," He said, dropping his voice in hopes that Key wouldn't hear him conspiring; he reached into his back pocket and fished a couple of bills out of his wallet.
Onew watched on with confusion.
"Can you do me a favor and go eat or something? Take my sister with you. Just… yeah." He folded the money into Onew's palm, embarrassed by his words but also highly anticipating getting back to his room.
"What, why?" He blinked at him.
"Because I just got home and I-with Key and stuff-yeah," His eyes met the floorboards.
"But Key is already-" He broke off and his eyes quadrupled in size. "Ohhh."
"Yeah, so can you-" Jonghyun flipped him around by his shoulders and gave the muscles a good-natured squeeze as he began pushing him to the front door.
"Am I really being kicked out of my own apartment right now?" Onew asked incredulously as he tripped over his own feet on the way to the door.
"You can stay if you want, but I mean-"
"No way. I've been around for too much of that already." Onew feigned gagging.
"That was one time, hyung," He rolled his eyes and maneuvered around Onew to grasp the doorknob, "And we were still dressed."
"That one time doesn't even account for all the time that I've woken up in the middle of the night because I thought someone was dying or-"
"Right, so I wouldn't want to put you through that again." He said brightly, giving Onew one last shove over the threshold. "Bye, hyung! Have fun!"
Jonghyun shut the door and turned hastily on his heel, sight set on his bedroom.
Knock knock.
Jonghyun stopped dead and glared fiercely at the front door. He all-but stomped over and petulantly wrenched it open. "Yes, hyung?"
Onew smiled sheepishly. "I don't have my car keys."
Gnashing his teeth, Jonghyun grabbed the key ring from the hook beside the door and tossed it haphazardly towards him. "Bye, hyung."
"Bye, Jonghyun. Welcome home!" He chirped brightly and took the liberty to close the door, seeing as Jonghyun was already trekking down the hall by the time the words left his lips.
He felt fidgety again, and he had the sudden urge to pick at his shirt until it fell straight over his torso and check his hair in the mirror to see if it was sticking up in the back…
In the end, he settled for patting down the loose strands and taking in a deep breath before he opened the door.
Key looked up at the sound, standing at Jonghyun's dresser and putting his clothes away just like he said he would.
Jonghyun didn't know what he expected to see when he walked in (maybe for the younger to be naked and waiting on the bed, as impatient and shameless as he always was), but as Key smiled warmly at him and melted his heart completely, he decided that the reality of the scene was far better than anything he could have possibly imagined.
"I heard you talking to Onew," He stated matter-of-factly, folding up a pair of pants and tucking them into the drawer.
Jonghyun's eyes went wide and he felt blood tint his cheeks. He stood awkwardly in front of his door; he was stuck between embarrassment and affection, eyes beginning to trail over Key's figure. "Did you?"
He nodded without glancing up. "And you know, you shouldn't kick Onew-hyung out before even asking me if I'm up for anything." Key turned around now, arms crossed over his chest, one brow arched.
Jonghyun's heart fell.
"I'm kind of hungry, you know. And I have a ton of homework to get done. I just got home from being at school all day."
The older's shoulders slumped. Was Key really rejecting him after it'd been so long since they'd been together? He was being replaced by… food and homework?
"Stop looking like a kicked puppy, Jjong, I'm just kidding," Key grinned and it kind of knocked Jonghyun breathless.
He blinked dumbly, feeling excitement bubble in his stomach because he and Key were finally together, and the electric tension crackling in the room alone was enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
Key crossed the floor and folded his arms over Jonghyun's shoulders, settling in comfortably close proximity, the warmth from his body and the scent from his skin and this room making him a bit dizzy.
Jonghyun's sighed contently and slid his hands under Key's tank-top to gently stroke the warm skin of his lower back.
The younger didn't spare a word and slowly bridged the gap between them.
Jonghyun couldn't help but sigh again, pushing his lips against Key's and pulling his slender body closer. He felt tingles through his fingertips, the comfort he got from the simple press of his lips remarkable.
He was home.
Key pulled back just far enough to whisper "I missed you," against the corner of his lips, arms around his neck.
A shiver went through his body and he felt a pang of guilt and empathy. He craned forward to touch that perfect little mouth with his own again. The answering "I missed you too" went unspoken as Key laced his fingers in the back of his hair and held him in place.
A thrill hit Jonghyun and he tilted his head to kiss him more deeply, lips parting around the younger's impatient tongue, neck craning up to reach him.
He felt sparks crackling through his veins as their tongues moved together, rediscovering each other so intimately all over again. Key tasted just as amazing as ever, and Jonghyun hummed into his mouth appreciatively as the nerves from before melted away with every push of familiar lips against his own.
Jonghyun moved back and took a moment to just soak his boyfriend in, his now-swollen lips, his bright eyes, his pink skin, the column of his pale neck, everything that he'd craved now right there with him.
Swallowing and trying to right his labored breathing, Jonghyun grabbed the knot of his tie and slid the knot loose until it was undone and dropping to the floor. His lips found Key's jawline at the same time his fingers found the button on his white uniform shirt; he'd almost forgotten the gratification that came from feeling Key's hands clutching at his shoulders as his lips sucked gently at his sensitive skin, but now all the sensations were coming back, vivid as ever.
Jonghyun's mouth trailed more insistently down his neck, reliving its exact taste and texture under his ministrations, Key shrugging off his button-up and reaching between them to grab at the hem of Jonghyun's t-shirt.
The split-second loss of contact when the shirt was pulled over his head was far too long for Jonghyun's greedy mouth, his senses suddenly on overdrive from all of this contact, and he attacked the junction of his neck and shoulder much less gently than before, fingers gliding over his waist and flat, firm stomach under his tank-top.
Key moaned and let his head tip back for easier access, bowing against him.
Cool air hit Jonghyun's skin, but he didn't feel it; all he felt were Key's heated palms mapping out every inch of back and the way the younger's pulse sped as he lapped at his flesh.
"Jjong," Key choked out, voice going hoarse.
The older felt a jolt of excitement from the way he said his name, and heat was starting to get to him as Key's arms around his back pulled them flush against each other.
Key grabbed his wrist and moved back, guiding Jonghyun to his bed.
Jonghyun's heart raced and, in the middle of everything, he couldn't help but grin; it'd been way too long and he could feel how needy was, and he was sure he was more in love in that moment than he'd ever been.
Their mouths connected again in more of a frenzy than before; together, they tumbled onto the bed, Jonghyun bouncing slightly on the springs as Key hurriedly crawled to straddle his hips.
The added pressure to his groin made Jonghyun moan outright, and that brought a cocky smile to Key's lips.
The younger canted his hips against Jonghyun's just enough times to drive him absolutely crazy, and he had every intention to sit up and kiss the fuck out of him, but he didn't, because Key pulled his tank-top off then, and the sight of that much flawless pale skin made his head spin and his limbs useless.
Key's smile went soft and he bent over Jonghyun's body to capture his lips again, all impatience and rutting hips that contradicted his expression, and still Jonghyun could feel the nervousness in Key's body as he ran his hand up the side of his neck.
"Why are you nervous?" Jonghyun asked softly when Key broke away to breathe.
His cheeks went pink. "I'm not," He said defensively, hands halting their movements on Jonghyun's chest.
Jonghyun raised a brow skeptically and then reached a hand up to card through his soft hair. "You don't need to be."
"I'm not," He denied vehemently, and as if he was trying to prove Jonghyun wrong, he reached between them for the button on Jonghyun's jeans.
The older was endeared beyond words and he laid his hands over top of Key's, which he'd just noticed were slightly trembling and unable to unfasten the button. "You're shaking, Key,"
The younger bit his lip and refused to meet his eyes. "It's just been a long time, okay?"
Jonghyun felt his heart inflate past its capacity and he lifted a hand to pull Key down for a gentle, reassuring kiss. "You're so perfect, Key."
Key made an indignant sound but didn't move away from Jonghyun's lips, melting against him, their chests hot against each other.
Jonghyun had to swallow thickly, because skin on skin partnered with Key's tongue stroking his own made it very hard to breathe. He placed a hand on the middle of Key's chest and nudged him back, lacing a leg in between both of the younger's and rolling them over.
He smiled again as he hovered over his pink-cheeked boyfriend. This was the best view of him, Jonghyun had learned long before, because nothing was better than watching his every expression, his every reaction as laid out under him.
Jonghyun's mouth fitted to the dip of his collarbone and he listened to Key's breathless whimpers reverently, his hands working to unfasten Key's pants while Key's did the same with his jeans. Their pants were kicked to the floor along with their socks and shoes, falling over the edges of the bed without care.
Tension started to build back up again as Key's bare legs tangled with Jonghyun's, the older's hand kneading Key through his boxers and making his arch his back into the touch. Key could try to take control all he wanted, but in the end, it was much more comfortable for both of them when Jonghyun was in charge. Jonghyun could feel that Key was growing less and less nervous with every touch.
Jonghyun pulled his wet lips from their spot on his collarbone and panted against Key's mouth; the feeling of the younger so hard and needy made his pulse race and he was hit all at once by a wave of need, of the most overwhelming craving.
He knotted a hand in Key's hair and pushed his hips roughly against him, his own member seeking friction through the thin fabric of his underwear. He claimed Key's lips hungrily, tongue slipping into his mouth and lapping at Key's without reserve.
The younger's sound of surprise broke into a shaky moan when Jonghyun's hand breached his waistband and wrapped firmly around him, wasting no time in beginning to tug him to full attention.
Jonghyun pulled back and looked into Key's hooded eyes, every one of his reactions more arousing than the last: the way he craned his neck when Jonghyun flicked his wrist nothing compared to the way his eyes clenched shut and he cried out when Jonghyun swiped his thumb over the head and smeared the beads of pre-cum in his hand.
"Jonghyun… please-"
Jonghyun started, eyes going wide in surprise. He could count on one hand the number of times that Key had ever actually begged in bed. He looked so vulnerable, so far-gone and helpless as he looked up at Jonghyun, lips swollen and parted, letting out heavy breaths that made his chest rise and fall at a dangerous pace.
"Please," Key said again, voice cracking around the word, and Jonghyun didn't think twice to do anything but give him what he wanted.
He sat up and reached into his nightstand for the lube that they kept, skin crawling with need as Key never stopped his hand from roaming over his chest, shoulders, arms, stomach.
Jonghyun pulled his underwear down and off his body, hissing slightly when he sprung out and felt the air hit his member. He did the same with Key's, discarding both pairs to the side of the bed.
He licked his lips and flipped the cap on the bottle of lube, squeezing just enough onto his fingers and then moving them between Key's spread legs.
The younger pushed his hips up impatiently, urging Jonghyun on.
The older, now so hard it was making him lightheaded, was more than happy to oblige.
The two shared as gasp as Jonghyun's first finger slipped in.
Jonghyun fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch Key; the way the younger's heels dug into the mattress and his eyes squeezed shut at the intrusion so unbelievably arousing.
After moving his finger in and out a few times, Jonghyun carefully added a second, needing to stretch him, but not wanting to hurt him.
Key's eyes cracked open and he reached up to grab the back of Jonghyun's neck to pull him in for a fast, heady kiss with no finesse, all teeth and tongue and hunger and need.
Key broke away when Jonghyun's pumping fingers brushed his spot, crying out against Jonghyun's cheek. His hips thrust into his fingers and god, Jonghyun just wanted to get inside that tight, perfect body as soon as he possibly could.
A third finger was added, and Key pulled Jonghyun's lower lip into his mouth and moaned helplessly around it as he ground his hips down and Jonghyun took care to touch his spot on every move.
Jonghyun groaned as Key sucked harshly on his lip, using every bit of self-control he had not to rush as he stretched Key; he wanted him, fuck he wanted him, wanted nothing more than to have thrown Key's legs over his shoulders and pushed right in if he could have… But he didn't want to hurt him; he wanted their first time together after so long to be perfect for both of them. He had to be patient; he had to.
His lips pressed at the hollow beneath his ear, just on top of a tiny freckle there, and he whispered "relax Key"s into his ear as he pulled his fingers out of his body.
Key whimpered and Jonghyun understood the feeling as he slicked his painfully hard erection with lube.
He picked up one of Key's legs and hitched it up over his waist as he positioned himself. An odd mix of butterflies and heat mixed in his stomach and he bent forward to kiss Key's slack lips as he started to push in.
He felt like fireworks were going off inside his body, his own veins acting as the lit fuses. He tried to temper himself, to do this slowly, but he couldn't. he pushed in to the hilt at once and his mouth released a noise very unfamiliar after three months, a noise that Key and only Key could pull from his throat.
Jonghyun forced his eyes open and god, he was completely stricken by the way that Key looked with half-shut eyes and red cheeks and sweat dripping down the sides of his face.
"You're so gorgeous, Key," He whispered in his ear, voice not sounding like his own.
Key responded by picking his other leg up to wrap around Jonghyun, heat constricting his member as Key bucked his hips up to pull him further inside.
Jonghyun knew that was Key's form of permission, and his erratic heartbeat quickened even further as he pulled out and back in. he groaned into Key's ear, and Key tightened his legs around his waist, and this felt too good for words, too good to even imagine.
"I missed you so much, Jonghyun," Key choked out, breathing in time with Jonghyun's thrusts.
Jonghyun was gone with pleasure, fingers buried in Key's hair, and still he registered those words. His heart clenched in a vice grip with emotion, and tears sprung into his eyes.
"I love you, Key," He ground out, and then kissed him with everything he had, passion and affection and pleasure coursing between them as their bodies moved together in pure ecstasy.
Jonghyun wanted this to last, wanted to be controlled and give Key as much pleasure as either of them could experience, but there was no hope for him to last as every thrust into Key's perfect body numbed him right to the bone and Key's cries as he hit his spot perfectly every time were too much to handle.
Key's fingers clenched on Jonghyun's biceps and he gasped once, twice, and then let out no less than a scream of Jonghyun's name that had the older finishing in turn.
He buried his face in Key's neck and groaned onto his skin, pleasure so intense in one sweep that he was close to blacking out. He felt so hot, so hot and so, so incredibly amazing, like he disappeared from the world and was stuck in Heaven, and really, he was okay with that.
Jonghyun couldn't breathe for a good minute as he regained feeling in his limbs, still shocked with little rolls of pleasure every few seconds as Key's body clenched and unclenched around him.
"Jjong," The younger pushed at his shoulder to make him get off, and Jonghyun could barely oblige, his joints were so weak.
Key looked at him with bleary, satisfied eyes and cradled the sides of his face. His eyes traced over his every feature slowly, like he was looking at him for the first time.
Jonghyun smiled, heart swelling; he mirrored the affection in Key's eyes with his own.
Key craned his neck up and pressed a soft, steady kiss to his lips that made his heart stutter.
"You're beautiful, Kibum," He whispered against his mouth, "So, so beautiful."
The younger shut his eyes and a smile tilted those perfected bowed lips and Jonghyun was so incredibly in love.
Jonghyun whispered sugary words as he trailed feathery kisses over his cheek, nose, forehead eyelids, cupid's bow. He felt so frivolous, so indescribably happy because he was back with Key and they could waste as much time as they wanted doing just this.
Key lowered his legs from Jonghyun's back-the older then noticed the dull pain there and was sure that Key's heels left a bruise, not that he minded-and Jonghyun carefully slid out of him, body feeling heavier than ever.
He turned to lay on his side, Key following suit and facing him with a warm gaze.
"I love you," He said again, just because he always felt like he never said it enough.
Key smiled at him and lifted a hand to comb through his hair. "I love you too, Jonghyun. I'm glad you're back."
Jonghyun breathed deeply and relaxed every muscle at the feeling of Key's fingers in his hair.
He felt so content, like there was a stifling weight lifted from his chest. For the first time in months, he felt no stress, no pressure, no nerves, no strife. With Key in that moment, cheeks still rosy from the afterglow, sweat drying on warm skin, he was truly home.
Jonghyun hummed and brushed Key's bangs away from his eyes.
Key leaned forward one more time, nose squished against Jonghyun's cheek, and he kissed him slowly, tenderly on the lips.
"Welcome home, Jonghyun."
a/n - a round of applause for me actually uploading this on time? no? all right. XP
okay, so.. because I don't wan to into all of what happens for them in the future and everything, I'll save that post for tumblr. and if you don't have a tumblr/don't follow me you're missing out, I'll link the post (here) when I make it. deal? c:
and uhmm.. yeah. can't conclude this small sector of their lives without a super sentimental sex scene. just can't do it. also onew is my favorite. also I warned you it was plotless I WARNED YOU.
right, so.. I guess that's it for june ;w; thank you so much for reading, really. I can't say it enough. every one of your comments make my day so much better. thank you all for your kind words, and I'm really, really glad that I could bring the mae universe back, as short as this was. ;w;
I hope to see you all soon c:
Kat
mikssi
[the end :)]
Pairing: Jongkey, side!2min
Rating: PG15-R/NC17
Genre: au, angst, romance
Summary: This could be Jonghyun's big break. He didn't think anything would stop him. At least, he thought that until he found out how much it hurt to be away from home.
"Excited to be heading home?" Jonghyun's manager asked, cocking a brow at him in the rearview mirror.
Jonghyun nodded enthusiastically. The entire ride, he was close to bouncing in his seat from giddiness. He was restless; he hadn't slept that night for fifteen minutes straight without waking up again, but he didn't feel even remotely tired.
He was going home.
"You get to see your girlfriend again, huh?" His manager eyed him.
"I don't have a girlfriend," Jonghyun chirped without missing a beat.
"Sure, Jonghyun," The manager rolled his eyes.
Jonghyun's smile didn't fall. If anything, it grew larger as he saw that they were pulling into the train station.
The car didn't even come to a complete stop before Jonghyun was bursting out of the doors and opening the trunk to get his bags.
"Slow down, would you? You're going to get hit by a car," His manager scolded him, but was wearing a smile all the same.
Jonghyun ignored him entirely, looping his guitar case around his shoulders and throwing on his duffel bag over top of it. His rolling suitcase all-but flew out of the trunk and the wheels clacked loudly against the pavement, the zippers straining because Jonghyun's talent with packing his things was much less than Key's.
"Your ticket," His manager handed him the slip of paper.
"Thanks, manager-hyung. I'll see you when I get back," He spoke hurriedly and then turned on his heel to join in with the sparse crowd of people at the station. It was a shoddy goodbye at best, but making sure his manager felt satisfied with his departure was hardly Jonghyun's priority when there was a train seat and only a few hours separating him and home.
The way that Jonghyun was bouncing in his seat during the car ride was nothing compared to the train ride.
He felt fidgety and restless, and even though there were tons of people around him, he couldn't even contain himself. Some five minutes after departing, he whipped out his songwriting journal and started penning words of his unearthly excitement, crafty lines about how he would tackle his sister in a hug and treat Onew to his favorite meal and ruffle Taemin's hair and punch Minho in the shoulder and sweep Key off his feet and cover his lips with sweet kisses until they were both breathless.
Jonghyun was making noise, but he didn't even realize it until he found himself tapping out the rhythm to the accompanying music-man, he was so inspired-and humming out the melodies in between. When he glanced up sheepishly, the passengers, most wearing headphones of their own or taking steady naps, didn't seem to mind.
His leg bounced with nervousness, and the more time that passed in the train, the antsier he grew. The charm on his pencil (the frog one that Minho gave him so long ago, always his favorite to write with) rattled and his hand started to shake a bit and he probably looked either really creepy or really stupid with the way he was grinning down at his notebook. He simply couldn't help the way that the words were flowing from his mind through his pencil, words of hope and happiness and relief and god, he was really going home.
An entire page of the journal was covered in jotted notes and scribbled staves before Jonghyun could realize that the train was slowing down and nearing home. The song was perfect, in Jonghyun's own humble opinion, save for it lacking a proper ending. It didn't yet have closure, because he didn't yet have closure. He couldn't cut off his excitement when he was still waiting for the climax to happen.
His fellow passengers began to shift and wake from naps, but he was too busy humming out a certain combination of notes to really notice it.
It was only when the woman sitting beside him tapped him on the shoulder and politely offered an "excuse me" as she shuffled in front of his seat that he realized, oh shit, they were stopped.
They were-
He was-
There wasn't a time when Jonghyun had packed up his things faster than when that realization hit. He moved as fast as his legs could manage until he was out of the train, past the groups of people and-oh man-he could see Key's school from here!
A quick glance down at his cell phone told him that Key was still in school, but only for fifteen minutes.
This was perfect.
He didn't pay any attention to the fact that his bags were actually pretty damn heavy and began his trek. The rest of the world was nothing but a fuzzy background of irrelevance and he felt his stomach growing increasingly more nervous with long forgotten but all-too familiar butterflies in a frenzy. His pulse jumped and sped and he wondered why the hell he hadn't looked in a mirror or eaten handfuls of breath mints or something because he was seeing his boyfriend for the first time in three months and he should at least not look like a wreck and-
Jonghyun took a deep breath and tried to steady his nerves. He felt stupid-really, really stupid-, because he'd been with Key for more than two years and the younger had seen him at his best and his worst, so there really wasn't much to fear. No matter how he looked, he knew that Key would be happy to see him.
(But that didn't mean that he didn't want to look nice for him. He wanted to look his best because his boyfriend deserved the best.)
His adrenaline had him traveling somewhere near warp speed on foot, and he arrived on the school's grounds much more quickly than anticipated. There had to be some sort of rule against loitering here or making unauthorized visits when he wasn't a student but hey, there was only one security guard and he usually couldn't be bothered by that sort of thing. So, Jonghyun didn't hesitate to walk across the street, bags still in tow, and stand at the edge of the courtyard, now nervous beyond belief.
He checked his phone.
Five minutes.
Oh god.
He held up the reflective black screen on his phone in a desperate attempt to get a decent look at his hair before Key walked out and saw him. It was fine, he decided, or as fine as it would get without a hairbrush and fifty million products in it. He suddenly resented his hastiness to shower that morning, not even drying his hair properly before leaving the dorm to get to the station.
Self-consciously, he picked at his clothes, trying to make the hem of his t-shirt (one of Key's favorites, if he remembered correctly-and oh god he hoped he did) fall more evenly over his fitted jeans or the v of the collar to be perfectly in the middle of his chest, because Key had commented before about thinking the mole between his collarbones was cute.
God, he was so nervous.
He knew that it was in Key's daily routine to walk home this way, cutting through the courtyard. But he felt he could never ever be too safe, and how dumb he would feel if Key decided to go home a different way and he was left standing here all day.
To: The Frog Prince
can you make sure key comes through the courtyard?
He sent the message and tapped on the screen of the phone in anticipation. The seconds were ticking and school would end any second now and he felt like his stomach was sinking lower and lower with every moment.
From: The Frog Prince
sure why?
Jonghyun couldn't help but grin as he typed the reply.
To: The Frog Prince
i'm home
The bell rang. Jonghyun's heart stopped.
He suddenly felt very aware of his bags that were slung across his body or sitting beside him and he made a split-second decision to take off his guitar case and duffel bag and set them beside his rolling suitcase just in case Key tackled him or something.
It was likely.
Jonghyun jumped when his phone vibrated in his hand and his stomach dropped whenever he saw the caller.
"Hello?" He asked, and mentally slapped himself for sounding so unnatural on his phone.
"Hey,"
Jonghyun's heart jumped at the sound of Key's voice. That, coupled with the knowledge that he was about to see him again, really, really see him after three entire months without him… He could hardly handle it. "Hey,"
"Are you busy right now?" Key sounded so wonderfully upbeat that it made Jonghyun's heart hurt. There was the tell-tale buzz of chatter in the background that led Jonghyun to believe that he was making his way through the cafeteria.
He smiled to himself. "A little bit,"
"Oh, well I just wanted to call and check up on you."
Jonghyun was sure that he'd never been more endeared than he was right then. "Thank you, yeobo."
"Yeah, yeah," He could hear the grin in his voice, "Well, I'm walking out of school now. I guess I'll talk to you later."
His eyes lit up and he watched the doors of the school carefully, heart racing in anticipation of seeing his boyfriend walk out. "Yeah… I'll see you soon," He added slyly, knowing Key wouldn't think anything of it.
"Bye, yeobo,"
"Bye," He grinned and hung up the phone.
And as soon as he did, there he was.
He walked out of the doors, head bowed over as he pressed a few commands on his phone. His light blond hair was shaggy today, and as he walked, he shook his head and pinched a few pieces into place, just like he always did.
Jonghyun's heart was beating so fast that he thought he was about to have a heart attack. His hands wrung in front of him.
Look up, Key.
Look up.
He watched the younger stuff his phone into his back pocket and pick at something on the strap of his backpack. He was getting closer and closer, and still he didn't-
He looked up.
Jonghyun stopped moving, stopped breathing, stopped thinking.
(It looked like Key did the exact same.)
Their eyes met, Key's going wide, his perfect lips dropping into an O.
The older's lips slowly pulled into a smile and he was just gathering the strength to lift his hand in a wave when something very solid slammed into his chest.
Jonghyun stumbled backwards from the force, but didn't make any move to push Key away, suddenly warm all over, heart pounding, happiness resonating through his entire frame. He couldn't breathe, and it was half because of Key throwing his arms tightly around his neck and half because he was too overwhelmed by this feeling to function. He wrapped his arms around Key's middle beneath his backpack and pulled him as close to his body as he could manage, burying his face in the crook of his neck and breathing in his scent, the beautiful, beautiful aroma that he wished he could bottle, but nothing could ever match, nothing could ever top.
He finally had it back. His smell and the texture of his hair that tickled on his forehead and the warmth of his solid body and the feel of his breath on his neck and the feeling of his soft skin against his nose…
Key pulled back first, and Jonghyun's chest constricted with elation when he saw his beautiful boyfriend's face up close finally, finally, in front of him, his perfect skin and teary eyes and soft lips and high cheekbones and strong brows and he just wanted to take in every tiny detail that'd missed, that'd faded from his memory so he never ever had to forget about them again.
"Key-" His words were cut off by the crash of lips on his own, and Jonghyun gave up on speaking, because Key's lips tasted much better than any of the words he was going to say.
He melted into the touch, hyperaware of every inch of Key's body, their lips pressing chastely but firmly, and that sensation alone was enough to send Jonghyun into an entirely new state of elation. Three months was far too long to go without a kiss from his boyfriend.
Key's hands rested at the back of his neck and Jonghyun still held his body as close as he possibly could. This all felt so good, so, so good after that long.
The younger broke apart and moved both of his hands to Jonghyun's cheeks, looking as if he was seeing him for the first time.
"Hi," Jonghyun breathed, fingers getting purchase in the sides of Key's blazer. He was too dazed to see the bit of annoyance on the younger's face.
"You." He furrowed his brows.
The older blinked, unsure of why Key seemed angry.
"You-didn't-warn me-" He punctuated each word with a quick peck on Jonghyun's lips, as if it made it any easier for the older to focus on his words when he did so (he swore his pulse plummeted every single time), "That-you were-coming home-today!"
Jonghyun didn't answer right away. Key's mouth wasn't even an inch from his own and he didn't have the self-control to hold back. Not now.
He captured Key's lips in a slow, steady kiss, eyes shut serenely, hands smoothing over the sides of his blazer and landing at his hips. Key responded without protest, tilting his head down further so that Jonghyun didn't have to crane his neck. The younger slid his hands so that one arm was wrapped around his neck and the other was fitted into his hair.
This was the happiest he'd felt in months.
He was sure that his chest was about to collapse on itself from the way it felt so tight, his eyes burning with tears threatening to spill.
Trying to breathe for him was useless, because Key was here and breathing properly never quite worked with him around, so Jonghyun took advantage to massage Key's lips gently, re-memorizing their texture all over again, feeling every little crease fit so perfectly against his own.
Key pulled back, and his face was slightly flushed and god, he was beautiful.
"I wanted to surprise you," He smiled softly.
Key grimaced. "If I would have known you were coming home, I would have at least worn something nicer than this or done my hair or gotten food for dinner or something."
Jonghyun leaned back slightly, eyes raking over Key's body that he could see: the sloped shoulders and the slim torso covered and the peek of bright kelly green underneath his white shirt. He moved back in and covered Key's lips with his own for just one moment, two, three… "You look perfect."
"Jjong, you barely got home. Do you have to be cheesy already?" He asked playfully, tugging at a piece of hair at the back of his head.
"Yes," Jonghyun replied simply, grinning.
Key rolled his eyes.
The older's heart clenched and he folded his arms around Key's back once again, pulling him into another warm embrace. "I missed you, Key."
He felt more than heard Key sigh into his neck and he shivered. "Yeah, me too."
"We should get home," He suggested, noticing for the first time that they were having this intimate moment in the school's courtyard where anyone could be watching (not that he cared about who saw or who didn't like it).
Key slowly untwined his arms from Jonghyun's neck, taking a step back and looking him over with a smile tilting his lips.
Jonghyun returned the smile, feeling the same I-just-want-to-look-at-you sentiment as Key. He stooped to pick up and sling his bags back over his body, but before he could grab hold of the rolling suitcase, Key took the handle.
"I'll take it," He offered, a sweet smile on his lips.
The older felt his heart jump. "Thanks,"
Key's smile grew bashful at his words and he simply nodded. Moving to take a step down the sidewalk, Key held out his hand for Jonghyun to take.
Jonghyun just about melted at the gesture, gladly sliding his fingers in to lace with Key's. The warmth of was enough to make the pit of his stomach hum with happiness, the simple gesture of intimacy enough to launch his heart into dangerous speeds.
Jonghyun couldn't even help the amount of times he caught his eyes glancing over at Key as they walked home in relative silence. He was pretty; he was stunning; he was flawless. Jonghyun just couldn't keep his eyes off him.
(And it was on more than one occasion that he caught Key staring right back. He had to wonder if maybe Key was having a fraction of the thoughts about him as he had about Key.)
Words weren't needed then, as much as they hadn't been able to talk to each other in months. Everything they had to say in those moments were communicated in the warm smiles and honey-sweet gazes sent each other's ways.
Jonghyun was feeling eager all over again as they came upon their apartment building, and even more so as they scaled the staircases to Onew's apartment.
He was going to finally see Onew again!
Key right behind him, Jonghyun used his own house key to unlock the door. He walked in and grinned; nothing had changed. Nothing at all.
"Hyung! Hyung, I'm home!" He called, smile not falling even as he made a beeline for his bedroom.
"Jonghyun?" Onew's voice sounded a bit unsure, as if he was hearing a ghost in his apartment.
He hurriedly dumped his bags on his mattress-his mattress of his room in his home-and walked back into the living room to see Onew.
"Hyung!"
"Jonghyun!"
There was a sudden, almost hazardous, collision of bodies as Jonghyun rushed forward to hug his hyung, squeezing him tightly and smiling.
"Welcome back, Jonghyun! I didn't know you were coming home today, or else I would have-"
"No need to do anything," He backed away, shaking his head good-naturedly. He glanced back, and sure enough, Key was standing just behind him. He reached behind and grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together behind his back. "I'm just happy to be home."
Key squeezed his hand and then let go, saying, "I'm going to start unpacking for you, okay?"
Jonghyun's heart jumped, and as he heard Key's retreating footsteps, he knew the actual intent behind his words. "Hey hyung," He said, dropping his voice in hopes that Key wouldn't hear him conspiring; he reached into his back pocket and fished a couple of bills out of his wallet.
Onew watched on with confusion.
"Can you do me a favor and go eat or something? Take my sister with you. Just… yeah." He folded the money into Onew's palm, embarrassed by his words but also highly anticipating getting back to his room.
"What, why?" He blinked at him.
"Because I just got home and I-with Key and stuff-yeah," His eyes met the floorboards.
"But Key is already-" He broke off and his eyes quadrupled in size. "Ohhh."
"Yeah, so can you-" Jonghyun flipped him around by his shoulders and gave the muscles a good-natured squeeze as he began pushing him to the front door.
"Am I really being kicked out of my own apartment right now?" Onew asked incredulously as he tripped over his own feet on the way to the door.
"You can stay if you want, but I mean-"
"No way. I've been around for too much of that already." Onew feigned gagging.
"That was one time, hyung," He rolled his eyes and maneuvered around Onew to grasp the doorknob, "And we were still dressed."
"That one time doesn't even account for all the time that I've woken up in the middle of the night because I thought someone was dying or-"
"Right, so I wouldn't want to put you through that again." He said brightly, giving Onew one last shove over the threshold. "Bye, hyung! Have fun!"
Jonghyun shut the door and turned hastily on his heel, sight set on his bedroom.
Knock knock.
Jonghyun stopped dead and glared fiercely at the front door. He all-but stomped over and petulantly wrenched it open. "Yes, hyung?"
Onew smiled sheepishly. "I don't have my car keys."
Gnashing his teeth, Jonghyun grabbed the key ring from the hook beside the door and tossed it haphazardly towards him. "Bye, hyung."
"Bye, Jonghyun. Welcome home!" He chirped brightly and took the liberty to close the door, seeing as Jonghyun was already trekking down the hall by the time the words left his lips.
He felt fidgety again, and he had the sudden urge to pick at his shirt until it fell straight over his torso and check his hair in the mirror to see if it was sticking up in the back…
In the end, he settled for patting down the loose strands and taking in a deep breath before he opened the door.
Key looked up at the sound, standing at Jonghyun's dresser and putting his clothes away just like he said he would.
Jonghyun didn't know what he expected to see when he walked in (maybe for the younger to be naked and waiting on the bed, as impatient and shameless as he always was), but as Key smiled warmly at him and melted his heart completely, he decided that the reality of the scene was far better than anything he could have possibly imagined.
"I heard you talking to Onew," He stated matter-of-factly, folding up a pair of pants and tucking them into the drawer.
Jonghyun's eyes went wide and he felt blood tint his cheeks. He stood awkwardly in front of his door; he was stuck between embarrassment and affection, eyes beginning to trail over Key's figure. "Did you?"
He nodded without glancing up. "And you know, you shouldn't kick Onew-hyung out before even asking me if I'm up for anything." Key turned around now, arms crossed over his chest, one brow arched.
Jonghyun's heart fell.
"I'm kind of hungry, you know. And I have a ton of homework to get done. I just got home from being at school all day."
The older's shoulders slumped. Was Key really rejecting him after it'd been so long since they'd been together? He was being replaced by… food and homework?
"Stop looking like a kicked puppy, Jjong, I'm just kidding," Key grinned and it kind of knocked Jonghyun breathless.
He blinked dumbly, feeling excitement bubble in his stomach because he and Key were finally together, and the electric tension crackling in the room alone was enough to make the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
Key crossed the floor and folded his arms over Jonghyun's shoulders, settling in comfortably close proximity, the warmth from his body and the scent from his skin and this room making him a bit dizzy.
Jonghyun's sighed contently and slid his hands under Key's tank-top to gently stroke the warm skin of his lower back.
The younger didn't spare a word and slowly bridged the gap between them.
Jonghyun couldn't help but sigh again, pushing his lips against Key's and pulling his slender body closer. He felt tingles through his fingertips, the comfort he got from the simple press of his lips remarkable.
He was home.
Key pulled back just far enough to whisper "I missed you," against the corner of his lips, arms around his neck.
A shiver went through his body and he felt a pang of guilt and empathy. He craned forward to touch that perfect little mouth with his own again. The answering "I missed you too" went unspoken as Key laced his fingers in the back of his hair and held him in place.
A thrill hit Jonghyun and he tilted his head to kiss him more deeply, lips parting around the younger's impatient tongue, neck craning up to reach him.
He felt sparks crackling through his veins as their tongues moved together, rediscovering each other so intimately all over again. Key tasted just as amazing as ever, and Jonghyun hummed into his mouth appreciatively as the nerves from before melted away with every push of familiar lips against his own.
Jonghyun moved back and took a moment to just soak his boyfriend in, his now-swollen lips, his bright eyes, his pink skin, the column of his pale neck, everything that he'd craved now right there with him.
Swallowing and trying to right his labored breathing, Jonghyun grabbed the knot of his tie and slid the knot loose until it was undone and dropping to the floor. His lips found Key's jawline at the same time his fingers found the button on his white uniform shirt; he'd almost forgotten the gratification that came from feeling Key's hands clutching at his shoulders as his lips sucked gently at his sensitive skin, but now all the sensations were coming back, vivid as ever.
Jonghyun's mouth trailed more insistently down his neck, reliving its exact taste and texture under his ministrations, Key shrugging off his button-up and reaching between them to grab at the hem of Jonghyun's t-shirt.
The split-second loss of contact when the shirt was pulled over his head was far too long for Jonghyun's greedy mouth, his senses suddenly on overdrive from all of this contact, and he attacked the junction of his neck and shoulder much less gently than before, fingers gliding over his waist and flat, firm stomach under his tank-top.
Key moaned and let his head tip back for easier access, bowing against him.
Cool air hit Jonghyun's skin, but he didn't feel it; all he felt were Key's heated palms mapping out every inch of back and the way the younger's pulse sped as he lapped at his flesh.
"Jjong," Key choked out, voice going hoarse.
The older felt a jolt of excitement from the way he said his name, and heat was starting to get to him as Key's arms around his back pulled them flush against each other.
Key grabbed his wrist and moved back, guiding Jonghyun to his bed.
Jonghyun's heart raced and, in the middle of everything, he couldn't help but grin; it'd been way too long and he could feel how needy was, and he was sure he was more in love in that moment than he'd ever been.
Their mouths connected again in more of a frenzy than before; together, they tumbled onto the bed, Jonghyun bouncing slightly on the springs as Key hurriedly crawled to straddle his hips.
The added pressure to his groin made Jonghyun moan outright, and that brought a cocky smile to Key's lips.
The younger canted his hips against Jonghyun's just enough times to drive him absolutely crazy, and he had every intention to sit up and kiss the fuck out of him, but he didn't, because Key pulled his tank-top off then, and the sight of that much flawless pale skin made his head spin and his limbs useless.
Key's smile went soft and he bent over Jonghyun's body to capture his lips again, all impatience and rutting hips that contradicted his expression, and still Jonghyun could feel the nervousness in Key's body as he ran his hand up the side of his neck.
"Why are you nervous?" Jonghyun asked softly when Key broke away to breathe.
His cheeks went pink. "I'm not," He said defensively, hands halting their movements on Jonghyun's chest.
Jonghyun raised a brow skeptically and then reached a hand up to card through his soft hair. "You don't need to be."
"I'm not," He denied vehemently, and as if he was trying to prove Jonghyun wrong, he reached between them for the button on Jonghyun's jeans.
The older was endeared beyond words and he laid his hands over top of Key's, which he'd just noticed were slightly trembling and unable to unfasten the button. "You're shaking, Key,"
The younger bit his lip and refused to meet his eyes. "It's just been a long time, okay?"
Jonghyun felt his heart inflate past its capacity and he lifted a hand to pull Key down for a gentle, reassuring kiss. "You're so perfect, Key."
Key made an indignant sound but didn't move away from Jonghyun's lips, melting against him, their chests hot against each other.
Jonghyun had to swallow thickly, because skin on skin partnered with Key's tongue stroking his own made it very hard to breathe. He placed a hand on the middle of Key's chest and nudged him back, lacing a leg in between both of the younger's and rolling them over.
He smiled again as he hovered over his pink-cheeked boyfriend. This was the best view of him, Jonghyun had learned long before, because nothing was better than watching his every expression, his every reaction as laid out under him.
Jonghyun's mouth fitted to the dip of his collarbone and he listened to Key's breathless whimpers reverently, his hands working to unfasten Key's pants while Key's did the same with his jeans. Their pants were kicked to the floor along with their socks and shoes, falling over the edges of the bed without care.
Tension started to build back up again as Key's bare legs tangled with Jonghyun's, the older's hand kneading Key through his boxers and making his arch his back into the touch. Key could try to take control all he wanted, but in the end, it was much more comfortable for both of them when Jonghyun was in charge. Jonghyun could feel that Key was growing less and less nervous with every touch.
Jonghyun pulled his wet lips from their spot on his collarbone and panted against Key's mouth; the feeling of the younger so hard and needy made his pulse race and he was hit all at once by a wave of need, of the most overwhelming craving.
He knotted a hand in Key's hair and pushed his hips roughly against him, his own member seeking friction through the thin fabric of his underwear. He claimed Key's lips hungrily, tongue slipping into his mouth and lapping at Key's without reserve.
The younger's sound of surprise broke into a shaky moan when Jonghyun's hand breached his waistband and wrapped firmly around him, wasting no time in beginning to tug him to full attention.
Jonghyun pulled back and looked into Key's hooded eyes, every one of his reactions more arousing than the last: the way he craned his neck when Jonghyun flicked his wrist nothing compared to the way his eyes clenched shut and he cried out when Jonghyun swiped his thumb over the head and smeared the beads of pre-cum in his hand.
"Jonghyun… please-"
Jonghyun started, eyes going wide in surprise. He could count on one hand the number of times that Key had ever actually begged in bed. He looked so vulnerable, so far-gone and helpless as he looked up at Jonghyun, lips swollen and parted, letting out heavy breaths that made his chest rise and fall at a dangerous pace.
"Please," Key said again, voice cracking around the word, and Jonghyun didn't think twice to do anything but give him what he wanted.
He sat up and reached into his nightstand for the lube that they kept, skin crawling with need as Key never stopped his hand from roaming over his chest, shoulders, arms, stomach.
Jonghyun pulled his underwear down and off his body, hissing slightly when he sprung out and felt the air hit his member. He did the same with Key's, discarding both pairs to the side of the bed.
He licked his lips and flipped the cap on the bottle of lube, squeezing just enough onto his fingers and then moving them between Key's spread legs.
The younger pushed his hips up impatiently, urging Jonghyun on.
The older, now so hard it was making him lightheaded, was more than happy to oblige.
The two shared as gasp as Jonghyun's first finger slipped in.
Jonghyun fought to keep his eyes open so he could watch Key; the way the younger's heels dug into the mattress and his eyes squeezed shut at the intrusion so unbelievably arousing.
After moving his finger in and out a few times, Jonghyun carefully added a second, needing to stretch him, but not wanting to hurt him.
Key's eyes cracked open and he reached up to grab the back of Jonghyun's neck to pull him in for a fast, heady kiss with no finesse, all teeth and tongue and hunger and need.
Key broke away when Jonghyun's pumping fingers brushed his spot, crying out against Jonghyun's cheek. His hips thrust into his fingers and god, Jonghyun just wanted to get inside that tight, perfect body as soon as he possibly could.
A third finger was added, and Key pulled Jonghyun's lower lip into his mouth and moaned helplessly around it as he ground his hips down and Jonghyun took care to touch his spot on every move.
Jonghyun groaned as Key sucked harshly on his lip, using every bit of self-control he had not to rush as he stretched Key; he wanted him, fuck he wanted him, wanted nothing more than to have thrown Key's legs over his shoulders and pushed right in if he could have… But he didn't want to hurt him; he wanted their first time together after so long to be perfect for both of them. He had to be patient; he had to.
His lips pressed at the hollow beneath his ear, just on top of a tiny freckle there, and he whispered "relax Key"s into his ear as he pulled his fingers out of his body.
Key whimpered and Jonghyun understood the feeling as he slicked his painfully hard erection with lube.
He picked up one of Key's legs and hitched it up over his waist as he positioned himself. An odd mix of butterflies and heat mixed in his stomach and he bent forward to kiss Key's slack lips as he started to push in.
He felt like fireworks were going off inside his body, his own veins acting as the lit fuses. He tried to temper himself, to do this slowly, but he couldn't. he pushed in to the hilt at once and his mouth released a noise very unfamiliar after three months, a noise that Key and only Key could pull from his throat.
Jonghyun forced his eyes open and god, he was completely stricken by the way that Key looked with half-shut eyes and red cheeks and sweat dripping down the sides of his face.
"You're so gorgeous, Key," He whispered in his ear, voice not sounding like his own.
Key responded by picking his other leg up to wrap around Jonghyun, heat constricting his member as Key bucked his hips up to pull him further inside.
Jonghyun knew that was Key's form of permission, and his erratic heartbeat quickened even further as he pulled out and back in. he groaned into Key's ear, and Key tightened his legs around his waist, and this felt too good for words, too good to even imagine.
"I missed you so much, Jonghyun," Key choked out, breathing in time with Jonghyun's thrusts.
Jonghyun was gone with pleasure, fingers buried in Key's hair, and still he registered those words. His heart clenched in a vice grip with emotion, and tears sprung into his eyes.
"I love you, Key," He ground out, and then kissed him with everything he had, passion and affection and pleasure coursing between them as their bodies moved together in pure ecstasy.
Jonghyun wanted this to last, wanted to be controlled and give Key as much pleasure as either of them could experience, but there was no hope for him to last as every thrust into Key's perfect body numbed him right to the bone and Key's cries as he hit his spot perfectly every time were too much to handle.
Key's fingers clenched on Jonghyun's biceps and he gasped once, twice, and then let out no less than a scream of Jonghyun's name that had the older finishing in turn.
He buried his face in Key's neck and groaned onto his skin, pleasure so intense in one sweep that he was close to blacking out. He felt so hot, so hot and so, so incredibly amazing, like he disappeared from the world and was stuck in Heaven, and really, he was okay with that.
Jonghyun couldn't breathe for a good minute as he regained feeling in his limbs, still shocked with little rolls of pleasure every few seconds as Key's body clenched and unclenched around him.
"Jjong," The younger pushed at his shoulder to make him get off, and Jonghyun could barely oblige, his joints were so weak.
Key looked at him with bleary, satisfied eyes and cradled the sides of his face. His eyes traced over his every feature slowly, like he was looking at him for the first time.
Jonghyun smiled, heart swelling; he mirrored the affection in Key's eyes with his own.
Key craned his neck up and pressed a soft, steady kiss to his lips that made his heart stutter.
"You're beautiful, Kibum," He whispered against his mouth, "So, so beautiful."
The younger shut his eyes and a smile tilted those perfected bowed lips and Jonghyun was so incredibly in love.
Jonghyun whispered sugary words as he trailed feathery kisses over his cheek, nose, forehead eyelids, cupid's bow. He felt so frivolous, so indescribably happy because he was back with Key and they could waste as much time as they wanted doing just this.
Key lowered his legs from Jonghyun's back-the older then noticed the dull pain there and was sure that Key's heels left a bruise, not that he minded-and Jonghyun carefully slid out of him, body feeling heavier than ever.
He turned to lay on his side, Key following suit and facing him with a warm gaze.
"I love you," He said again, just because he always felt like he never said it enough.
Key smiled at him and lifted a hand to comb through his hair. "I love you too, Jonghyun. I'm glad you're back."
Jonghyun breathed deeply and relaxed every muscle at the feeling of Key's fingers in his hair.
He felt so content, like there was a stifling weight lifted from his chest. For the first time in months, he felt no stress, no pressure, no nerves, no strife. With Key in that moment, cheeks still rosy from the afterglow, sweat drying on warm skin, he was truly home.
Jonghyun hummed and brushed Key's bangs away from his eyes.
Key leaned forward one more time, nose squished against Jonghyun's cheek, and he kissed him slowly, tenderly on the lips.
"Welcome home, Jonghyun."
a/n - a round of applause for me actually uploading this on time? no? all right. XP
okay, so.. because I don't wan to into all of what happens for them in the future and everything, I'll save that post for tumblr. and if you don't have a tumblr/don't follow me you're missing out, I'll link the post (here) when I make it. deal? c:
and uhmm.. yeah. can't conclude this small sector of their lives without a super sentimental sex scene. just can't do it. also onew is my favorite. also I warned you it was plotless I WARNED YOU.
right, so.. I guess that's it for june ;w; thank you so much for reading, really. I can't say it enough. every one of your comments make my day so much better. thank you all for your kind words, and I'm really, really glad that I could bring the mae universe back, as short as this was. ;w;
I hope to see you all soon c:
Kat
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[the end :)]