Fitting In [1/1]
Title: Fitting In
Band: DNT
Pairing: OT5
Rating: PG15
Warnings: Boys kissing :)
Summary: Jungjo is finally accepted into the family. Inspired by this
Karin's hand is large against Taerang's neck, his skin a little darker than the vocalist's alabaster flesh. Jungjo, the newest member of the band, watches with some sort of sick fascination as the younger of the two pulls the vocalist's back firmly against his chest. Taerang goes easily, moulding himself to the hyper-active man, all resistance from the photo shoot earlier having seemingly disappeared. Taerang twists ever so slightly and their lips meet, slow and sensual.
Jungjo can't pull his eyes away, even when Taerang makes a quiet sound in the back of his throat, strangled and husky. It spurs Karin on, and his hand tightens against the exposed throat in his palm, curving slightly against his adam's apple. Taerang's head falls to Karin's shoulder, the younger in complete control as he deepens the kiss, pink tongue tracing the seam of bruised lips. His free hand meets the other's hip, thumb finding it's way beneath Taerang's flimsy racerback. They both moan, even as Taerang buries his hand into Karin's neatly combed hair. Somewhere across the room Dongwook rolls his eyes.
'They're beautiful, aren't they?' Junyong's breath is warm against his ear and it makes him jump, pulling his eyes from the singers of the group to look at his leader. Junyong's bleached hair sticks out in everywhich way, appearing very much like a bird's nest. 'Hyung' His own voice sounds breathy to his own ears, startlingly loud despite the loud music coming from the stereo in the corner. Karin's hand has worked it's way under Taerang's shirt when he looks back, tracing idle patterns against his heart. They are beautiful. Karin is handsome, a strong jaw and masculine cheekbones, domineering the slightly older singer. Taerang is like putty in his hands, enthralling and malleable, back arching just so.
Jungjo tries to step back but Dongwook appears at his side and he finds himself staring up at his hyung with wide eyes. He shouldn't be watching this. Tonight he'll be sleeping in a room with the four of them, sleeping between Junyong and Karin. Dear Lord. So many things about this are wrong. Dongwook smirks, a little too amused with the situation, even as he leans forwards to gently nip at Jungjo's earlobe. He steps away but Dongwook and Junyong both have a hand pressed to his back and escape is impossible as he's forced to watch the two vocalists. He shudders as Dongwook eases his tongue over the shell of his ear, Junyong's breath sticky-sweet against his cheek. The leader smells of hairspray and mints stolen from one of their managers. It's comforting, addicting.
There's a loud thud and he finds his eyes focusing back on the two boys as Taerang tangles a hand into Karin's slicked hair, a low growl rumbling in his chest like thunder on a warm summer night. Karin presses the older against the full length mirror, one hand pressed to his throat. Taerang doesn't seem to mind, hand scrabbling for purchase against Karin's skin. He locks his free hand around Karin's bicep and pulls him closer with a sharp tug of his hair. Their teeth clash and when Jungjo sees a flash of pink tongue it's anything but slow and languid as the first kisses had been.
Dongwook's lips curl against his neck and he feels rather than sees the tall rapper press his nose to the soft black hair at his nape. It's weird, this intimacy. He can count on his fingers, and possibly his toes, the amount of times he's hugged his mother in the last five years but here he is, Dongwook's face pressed to the crook of his neck and Junyong's arms wound firmly around his waist. 'You're ours' Junyong purrs, his own lips just inches from Jungjo's, grazing his cheekbone. Dongwook's lips skim his collar bone, a hand stroking the skin just above his waistband and god, they're teasing him. Dongwook hums against his skin, lips pressed firmly to the pulse in his neck and Junyong squeezes his waist just a little tighter. Something snaps deep inside and he's done with this torture. Jungjo arches his neck, twisting slightly towards their leader with puckered lips when he's promptly hit in the face.
He pushes Taerang's vest away from his face, instantly regretting letting it fall to the laminate when his eyes seek the singer's bare chest. His skin is smooth and perfect, the faintest hint of muscle in his abs. Karin's hand is looped around his wrist and the hyperactive man is dragging a red-faced Taerang towards the group with a playful pout. 'Play fair, guys' Karin practically skips the last few steps to them, hands falling to Jungjo's shoulders. Junyong reaches for him instantly, hand cupping the back of Karin's neck as he pulls him closer and mashes their lips together. 'You were otherwise occupied' Dongwook dead-pans, a hand sliding to the small of Taerang's back to push him into the group.
The vocalist smiles uneasily as he comes face-to-face with the group maknae, he's not as confident as the others and Jungjo realises he's not the only one uncomfortable with the situation. There's a soft growl besides them and Jungjo turns just in time to see Karin sink his teeth into Junyong's lower lip. It makes their leader growl and he shoves roughly at Karin's chest, knocking him into Taerang and Dongwook. 'Sheesh, you're so insatiable' Junyong wipes the spit from his lip with his thumb, a playful edge to his voice. Karin's hands grip Jungjo's shoulders a little tighter and he feels the older boy beginning to pull him closer. 'I want a kiss' Karin pouts, lips already pursed as his eyes flutter closed. Jungjo winces slightly, shying away.
'Idiot. You're scaring him, Karin-ah' Dongwook presses one of his large palms over the singer's face and pushes him away from their newest member. It makes Taerang and Junyong chuckle, breaking the small slip of tension as both reach to pull him back into the circle. Choose? Jungjo thinks, eyes widening at the very idea of it. He suddenly feels claustrophobic as they peer down at him and takes an unconscious step back. 'Yes, choose' Karin grins, crooking his thumbs towards himself. 'Choose me, you won't be disappointed' Karin grins lecherously. Junyong's breath is still warm against his cheek and he finds himself shuddering as Dongwook's mouth latches to the sensitive spot just above his collar bone.
Jungjo reaches forwards, fingers curling around Taerang's wrist and he fights to keep the blush from his cheeks, despite the hot flush already staining the vocalist's cheeks. Junyong's hand is warm against his skin, rubbing soothing circles beneath the cotton of his vest. You're already one of us. Taerang stands expectantly, skin flushed and lips puckered because he doesn't want to scare Jungjo. Dongwook smiles encouragingly besides them and Jungjo has to swallow the lump building in his throat as he leans closer to the singer. He feels something akin to stage fright and accidentally misses his mark. His nose bumps Taerang's and the older boy chuckles, opening one eye. 'Relax' He hums and grasps Jungjo's hips, eye falling closed again. Karin pushes closer, shouldering Junyong out of his way and presses a hand to each other their heads.
Having Karin guiding their kiss should feel awkward but there's a small part of Jungjo that's glad for it, glad that one of Junyong's hands is stroking his spine and Dongwook's hand is at his elbow. Taerang's lips are swollen and soft against his own, the smell of sweat and hairspray making him feel light-headed. Taerang squeezes his hips and presses a little closer and there's suddenly a hand at his stomach, lips against his neck. Taerang pulls away, a slow, lazy sort-of smile curling his lips. Junyong leans forwards, tongue swiping just once over Taerang's lips as if he'll taste Jungjo there and the vocalist grins. 'Welcome to the family'