"Beautiful" - [Pin]
“Yes,” Jin whispers, drawing out the word as he cups Pi’s growing erection. He presses down just once, reveling at how Yamapi’s hips instantly rise up to get more of his touch and loving how Pi becomes increasingly short of breath just because Jin’s touching him. “Mmm,” Jin smiles, loving the feeling of being in control. He looks his best friend straight in the eye and purrs, “I like you,” as he plunges his hand into the younger man’s pants. Yamapi’s head jerks back and his lips part, and Jin smiles at the pretty picture. Except-
He wakes up in his bed, alone, with his hand wrapped around his own cock. Jin curses and slaps his hand to his cheek in frustration, then curses again because now he has pre-come on his face.
He’s been having dreams like this all week.
-
Jin has a box of letters for Pi, they date back a few years. It’s the box of letters that will never be sent, because they’re filled with Jin’s fears. Sometimes he thinks it’s fine, maybe one day he and Pi will read them together and laugh while holding hands, maybe Pi has his own box too, maybe. Sometimes he thinks its downright pathetic, after all, Yamapi is perfect and can be with anyone he wants, besides, Takki had dibs for a long time already. And then there was Ryo.
(“Don’t ever tell him I said this,” Ryo had said with that glint in his eye that demanded obedience, “but he’s mine, okay? Mine. You touch his body, you die.”
“But don’t you have Uch-”
“Did you not hear me?”
“Uh, what about Tego-”
“I refuse to repeat myself,” Ryo had proclaimed, crossing his arms across his chest.)
All of the letters in the box are kept very neatly, one of the few things Jin likes to have perfect. They all lie flat in chronological order; occasionally he’ll read an old one and make sure to return exactly where it was. He pulls out the first one, from the very bottom.
Yamashita!
I usually don’t write, but sometimes it helps to work stuff out. Because lately I’m always confused and now I’m writing this. I don’t usually write. But I have pens. And they have ink and they should be used from time to time, right?
Well, I like it when you smile.
I don’t know why I’m confused.
Jin closes his eyes and laughs. How did it take him so long to realize that he was in love?
He replaces the old letter and places the newest one inside too.
Pi,
I miss you, like always.
Just, do you think, can dreams come true?
Because that would be cool if they did. If they could.
-
“WHY DO I WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH HIM SO BAD?!” Jin yells, hurling a pillow at his wall. It’s the weekend, and he should be going out or eating or something, but no, he’s here at home looking at photos and listening to NEWS songs and watching the shiny Countdown video Yamapi sent him with the note “Look, look! NEWS IS BACK!” and Jin vaguely wonders if this is how the fans feel.
So when the doorbell rings, he finds himself hoping badly that someone has come to distract him from his sexual desires because it can’t really be healthy to want to kiss and/or fuck your best friend all the time, can it? So when he opens the door to see a breathless but bright-eyed Yamapi at his door, he groans, because really, now he’s hallucinating? But he tells himself not to rape the imaginary Yamapi because really, he needs to get a hold of his sexual tendencies.
“A groan? That’s how you welcome your best friend?” Yamapi says incredulously, bypassing Jin to throw himself onto the couch. Jin blinks. He turns to Yamapi, sprawled out on the couch as if he was about to take a nap. “Seriously?” Jin asks, his feet automatically wandering to Pi’s side.
“Of course,” Yamapi replies, just before Jin pokes him in the crotch just to make sure this isn’t a dream. Yamapi splutters and bats Jin’s hand away, but the older boy just bounces happily.
“You’re really here!” he squeals, launching himself on top of his best friend in order to give him a hug.
“Mmm,” is Yamapi’s muffled reply, and Jin gets his head together and asks why. “NEWS photoshoot!” Yamapi exclaims excitedly. “For our calendar, it’s right around here, I know I should have told you, but I wanted to surprise you!”
Jin smiles widely before he realizes that their faces are maybe an inch apart, and Yamapi is practically breathing into his mouth, and oh God, he is not stiffening down there, pressed against Yamapi like that. He immediately rolls off of the couch, off of Yamapi, and flicks his eyes to the side. “Want something to drink? Wait, wait, I have to go to the bathroom.” He proceeds to nearly fly to the bathroom, closing the door and breathing heavily. He turns on the cold water to wash his face and calm his nerves.
God, Yamapi was fine.
Jin takes a deep breath and opens the door to find Yamapi directly outside, staring into his eyes.
Yamapi licks his lips. “Hey.”
Jin blinks. He tries not to stare at Yamapi’s shiny lips.
And then Yamapi pins him to the wall. With his mouth.
Jin melts into Yamapi’s lips, but just as he feels Yamapi’s tongue touch his lips, he pushes the younger boy away slightly.
“Ah,” Yamapi says awkwardly. “I. Um. Sorry. Was it wrong?” He looks pointedly at the wall, pink spreading across his cheeks.
“I. What? No!” Jin splutters. “Just,” he pauses, looking kind of at Pi, kind of at the ground. “Just, seriously? We’re doing this?”
Yamapi nods slightly. “Well, you know. If. If you want to.”
Jin runs his tongue across his teeth. “Well. I always wanted to do it my way.”
Yamapi’s lips turn up in a smile, as he says, “Only because it’s your place.”
Jin takes Yamapi’s hand and leads him to the bedroom.
-
“Mmm,” Yamapi mumbles as Jin places soft kisses down his chest. Jin undresses him slowly, taking in every moment, running his hands all over Yamapi’s smooth skin as Yamapi tries to remove Jin’s shirt. “Stop it, stop it,” Jin breathes, “Can’t you see I’m trying to touch you?”
“You’re selfish,” Yamapi laughs, finally wrenching off the shirt and running a hand over a nipple. Jin exhales sharply, and he stops tracing Yamapi’s abs with his tongue to finally undo Pi’s belt. Yamapi returns the favor, and grabs Jin’s cock through his boxers, making Jin arch his back with a groan. Pi smiles as he rids Jin of both jeans and boxers, leaning forward to hold Jin’s cock at the base and stroke slowly. Jin moans before getting a hold of himself and pushing Pi’s hands away, causing Pi to look confused.
“I said I am touching you, didn’t I?” Jin nearly growls, a dark look in his eyes demanding control. Yamapi leans back slightly and Jin peels off the designer jeans and boxers, finally revealing Yamapi’s erection. “Yes,” he says, bending down to press a kiss to Yamapi’s inner thigh, his hair brushing the tip of Yamapi cock, causing him to writhe in anticipation. “Jin,” Yamapi whispers softly, and Jin looks at him for a brief second before licking at one of Yamapi’s balls.
“Ah!” Yamapi exclaims, bucking his hips involuntarily, making Jin hold his hips to steady him as Jin takes Yamapi’s ball in his mouth, sucking on it gently before letting it fall and rolling the other in his mouth. “Ready?” he asks softly before running his tongue down Yamapi’s long erection, just once, enough for Yamapi to thrust his hips with a “oh God”. Jin finally slides Yamapi into his wet, slick mouth, causing Yamapi to cry out in pleasure. Still holding Yamapi’s hips down with one hand, he uses his other to play with Yamapi’s balls, squeezing and stroking lightly as he curls his tongue. Yamapi gasps as Jin’s tongue caresses the underside of his cock, and Jin pulls out slightly, Pi’s erection touching his lips. “Do you like this, Pi? You like it, right?” And Yamapi manages to moan that he’s so close, God, Jin. Jin clamps his hand around the base of Yamapi’s cock and slides his mouth up and down at a faster pace, making Yamapi feel completely enclosed, increasing the tempo until Yamapi stiffens and he comes, hot and fast, and Jin swallows willingly.
Pi groans, positively glowing, and flips onto his stomach in content. He feels Jin’s fingers fluttering like feathers, trailing all over his naked body, stimulating his sensitive skin. “Ah,” Yamapi sighs with a smile. He turns to get Jin off too, but the older boy pushes him back down, rubbing circles on his sensitive back, lower and lower until he’s rubbing circles on Yamapi’s buttocks, stirring the skin until he’s gently spreading Yamapi’s cheeks, and Yamapi can’t think of anything except how this is all going straight to his cock. Jin moves his hands back up to Yamapi’s back as he leans forward to press a kiss to Yamapi’s head, and Yamapi feels Jin’s hard erection brush against his butt. The younger boy turns around on his back to be met by Jin’s lips on his own, their tongues dancing. Yamapi breaks the kiss with a soft, “ready?” to which Jin responds, “you sure?”
Yamapi spreads his thighs in response, and Jin inhales sharply as the sight, Yamapi spread out across the sheets willing and ready for him. He traces around Pi’s hole before inserting a finger, pumping it slowly to ready his love for the invasion. He adds another finger and Pi gasps loudly, causing Jin to jump and pull his fingers out. “Does it hurt?” Jin panics, but Yamapi chokes out, “No! Don’t- don’t stop, it feels so good-” So Jin slides his fingers faster, placing a hand on Yamapi’s hardening cock to give him another sensation. He jerks faster as he adds a third finger, and Yamapi gasps out, “Just- just do it, just do it,” and Jin looks at him once before sliding himself in slowly. Yamapi bends his knees and curls his feet around Jin’s back, and Jin almost comes as he looks into Pi’s lustful eyes, because this is the hottest thing he’s ever done.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Jin can help but say, to which Yamapi replies, lips turned up, “Go faster.” Jin rocks his hips in agreement, faster and faster, finding the perfect rhythm, taking Pi’s cock in hand again when he does. Pi cries out as he comes for the second time that night, as Jin hits that perfect spot, squeezing his butt and legs and thighs together as he releases, contracting even more around Jin. The sensation is enough to drive him to the edge, and he gasps, “You’re so tight,” before coming inside Pi.
They collapse together onto the bed, sweaty and sticky, and happier than they’ve ever been before. Jin pulls out and scoots up to Yamapi’s side, kissing him on the nose. Yamapi laughs weakly but lovingly, and reaches out to embrace Jin before they both give into exhaustion and fall asleep.
-
“Hey.”
Jin rolls over.
“Hey, Jin. Wake up.”
Jin opens one eye blearily. “Nnn?” he mumbles.
“Jin! We only have a few hours before I have to get to the airport.”
Jin sits up. “Wait- ah- what?”
Yamapi smiles. “So let’s go out for breakfast, okay?”
Jin rubs his eyes. “I have a better idea, okay? Why don’t we take a shower first? Together?” He says together in English and Yamapi smiles.
“Okay.”
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