high for this
title: high for this
pairing: jonghyun/onew
rating/warning: R (use of drugs & sex)
word count: 2192
summary: boy, you wanna be high for this.
a/n: based off of this song. also, this is like my coming back fic. i started to write again, so i think i am a bit rusty but please enjoy. Also, unbeta'd.
It takes a little bit longer for Jinki to give in and say yes to Jonghyun’s inevitable invite to his house. He’s been trying to dodge and avoid this for many months but he knew that it was bound to come forth during any conversation between the two. It wasn’t that Jinki did not like the other, he fancied him quite much. He was just scared of what would happen if they were alone, together in Jonghyun’s room. Secluded and the great world outside blocked out.
Jinki likes Jonghyun so much that it scares him. It scares him to the point where he believes he has become a different person. But what scares him the most is that he feels okay with being this person that he is because of Jonghyun. He would call him the best influence in his life since sliced bread, as silly as it sounded. He feels more than alive, he feels more than awake when he iswith Jonghyun. He finds within himself bits and pieces of who he always wanted to be and he felt that with Kim Jonghyun, he could put this puzzle together and be that much closer to the person he'd once wanted to become.
Maybe that thought relaxes Jinki just a little bit but he still feels on edge after agreeing with Jonghyun to come over to his. He does ask what they plan to do because in truth, Jinki really isn’t as spontaneous as people would like to believe he is. He occasionally dances to the own beat of his drum but when he needs to, which is most of the time, he follows the same beat that everyone else follows because it makes his life a lot easier.
On the other hand, not only does Jonghyun dance to a whole different beat but this beat he dances to? It’s in a completely different genre.
When Jonghyun takes Jinki by the hand, he notices that his room isn’t your typical stereotype of a young boy’s room. It isn’t in disarray and sullied underwear aren’t scattered around the room. There isn’t just a single path to get to his bedroom; there is more than enough room. His walls are the palest of greys and it puts Jinki’s body into a state of serenity and security.
Behind his bed, Jinki examines a montage of images that are put together, almost like the world map. He then looks over to his right to see a small wooden desk that looks inexplicably clean with a laptop on it and some knickknacks flowered across it.
When Jonghyun pulls him down to sit on his bed, Jinki runs his fingers across the comforter, feeling how fluffy and warm it is. Jonghyun must have just pulled this out of the dryer because Jinki feels as if he can fall asleep upon them any minute. As Jinki closes his eyes, he feels a small tug on his pants and looks over to Jonghyun who has this smug look on his face of satisfaction.
“What?” Jinki inquires, shifting around in his seat on the bed.
“Nothing, relax would you?” Jonghyun chides him. “Look, we will have some fun soon, I promise, okay?” And Jinki just nods. He hopes they are going to go downstairs and watch that Scary Movie marathon because Jinki has been preparing for this all week. He had cleared his schedule and he made sure he didn’t have Model UN or the Shakespeare Club today.
Jinki watches as Jonghyun gets up to go over to rummage in one of the draws in his desk. He hears a lot of clacking and clanking until he hears a cute “bingo” in English escape past Jonghyun’s lips. Jinki looks up to see Jonghyun coming back to the bed with a small black box, it looked like a miniature jewelry box but it had something suspicious to it. After Jonghyun places the box on the bed next to Jinki, he hurries over to his bedroom window and opens it. A small breeze rolls around in the room causing Jinki to shiver and shift again.
“What’s in the box?” Jinki finally spoke up as Jonghyun sat down on the other side of the bed picking up the box and slowly opening it up but Jinki still couldn’t see the contents of it. Jonghyun finally pulls everything out and he places it on his bed, neatly next to each other. In a small bag is a grassy like substance and on the other side seems to be some sort of pipe that you smoke through. It’s like a kaleidoscope of colors that keep Jinki staring at it until he realizes what all this means.
“What are you doing with that?” Jinki raises his voice silently; he scoots back on the bed away from the paraphernalia and Jonghyun. Jonghyun just looks at him and lets out this soft, adorable chuckle.
“Well, I usually have fun with it.”
Jinki snorts. “How do you have fun with this? It isn’t healthy.” Jonghyun just rolls his eyes at Jinki’s protest as he starts taking the marijuana out of the small baggie. After he puts the remaining contents in the pipe, he puts his hand in his pocket fishing around for his lighter and Jinki shrieks as he pulls it out.
“Shut it, will you!? You’ll draw attention?” Jonghyun growls out as he puts the pipe up to his lips and he begins to light up. “Just watch…” He murmurs to Jinki who looks beyond pale.
And that is what Jinki does. He watches closely as Jonghyun takes his first hit. He watches as he inhales and his gaze lowers. Jonghyun pulls the pipe away and he holds it in for a bit before he exhales, letting some come out of his mouth and his nose. Jinki takes note that Jonghyun has probably been doing this for a while because he’s never seen someone do that. Not with regular cigarettes anyway. But Jinki feels horrible, he feels this way because he knows he likes the self-righteous and enthralled look he has on his face when he takes his first hit.
After a couple of more hits, Jonghyun moves his way over to Jinki slowly and he begins to panic within himself. Something in his body tells him to move and not try any but then something else, maybe it is the way Jonghyun smells of the fumes and how he smells like he just came out of the shower that draws him in even more.
Jinki doesn’t stop Jonghyun as he hovers closely to his face. Suddenly, his face became so much clearer and more attractive than it was before. He can see how long the younger’s eyelashes are and just how big and alluring his eyes were. He could also see just how hard it was to say no to this. As Jonghyun leans closer with the pipe in his hands, Jinki moves away a bit. He can feel the disappoint rolling off in waves from Jonghyun.
“I don’t want to Jonghyun.” He objects.
Jinki then feels a heavy hand cups his face and pull him to face the younger. Jonghyun has his signature grin on his face and he isn’t taking no for an answer. He leans close so that their noses are rubbing slowly and Jinki feels his heartbeat speed up. It doesn’t register but Jonghyun presses a chaste kiss to Jinki’s willing lips and pulls back before he can even count to two.
“Trust me hyung, you are going to want to be high for this.” Jonghyun whispers against his lips. In a deep trance, Jinki watches as Jonghyun pulls back a bit and he takes another hit but this time it is bigger. Jonghyun leans in closer again, both hands on either side of Jinki’s lap as he leans. Jinki parts his lips and he goes by instincts, it is like his body is on autopilot now. Jonghyun then exhales, letting some of the fumes go into Jinki’s mouth. Jonghyun watches with a hooded gaze as Jinki inhales slowly, trying not to cough.
Jonghyun can’t help but find Jinki’s lack of finesse the biggest turn on in his life.
“Exhale it out for me, okay?” And Jinki does, shakily but slowly and Jonghyun takes it again, feeling better than he did ten minutes ago.
If Jinki wasn’t relaxed before, he is.
After several more hits, Jonghyun finds his way onto Jinki’s lap, knees on either side of him and the pipe scattered somewhere on the bed. Jinki doesn’t remember Jonghyun turning on music but he can feel the bass pulsating throughout his body. Everything seems so intensified and more than real. Like the searing kisses that Jonghyun leaves on his neck and the occasional love bites that he leaves along the way.
Jonghyun manages to weave his fingers through Jinki’s smooth hair as he continues to nibble onto the other’s jaw. Jinki’s hands make their way to his waist and they push up his shirt a bit, rubbing in small circles. Jonghyun pulls back to capture Jinki’s lips into a heating kiss that sets both of their spines of fire, igniting a unique sensation that has them both wanting more of one another but neither of them really having the patience.
Soon enough, Jinki flips them over, uncomfortably but successfully so that Jonghyun’s back is against the sheets. Jinki climbs his way onto of the younger and aligns there body so Jinki’s hips move with the forgotten beat of the music in the background. It seems that the song is on repeat but Jinki nor Jonghyun can really tell for they are lost in their own world together.
“Hyung….” groans out as his hands unbuckle the other man’s pants and he continues to move his hips to the beat. Jinki’s lip is between his teeth and he looks debauched and all sexed out even though they really haven’t done anything. Jinki’s hands are placed on Jonghyun’s knees and he lifts his hips when Jonghyun pulls down his pants along with his underwear, not bothering to pull it off all the way and not bothering to remove his shirt. Jinki’s bare ass rubs against Jonghyun who is still wearing his jeans.
They both want to speak but they don’t because they know that anything that comes out of their mouths would be less than coherent. Jinki leans up to capture Jonghyun’s lips and he lifts his body so he can help the younger one pull down his pants and his underwear just so there is enough access.
Boldness overtaking him, Jinki reaches in between them and he can feel just how wet Jonghyun is for him. He gives leisured strokes and then he begins to pick up the pace, loving the noises that don’t sound like him at all escape his throat. With the little strength that Jonghyun has, he reaches on the side of his mattress to pull a small packet of lube out.
Hearing the ripping of the packet, Jinki feels his thighs quivering in anticipation he never knew that existed within him. As they move around a little bit to get comfortable, Jonghyun has himself slicked up from the base to the head. Jinki’s entrance is right above Jonghyun’s cock, wanting and needing everything that he’d receive.
Their gazes lock with one another and they both can see it, the want in both of them, the lust. “Go ahead…fuck yourself on my cock.” And it is probably the filthiest thing anyone has ever said to Jinki but he cannot help but comply. He places his hands on the younger’s clothed chest and slowly but surely, he pushes his way down on Jonghyun’s cock, adjusting to the foreign intrusion and the delicious burn. He lets out a high pitched gasp that sounds nothing like him.
Without hesitation, Jonghyun bucks up into Jinki which causes them to both moan out and Jinki to scratch at his clothed chest. They begin to move in a slow tandem, feeling it throughout their bodies, relishing in the sweet and savory desire for one another. Their hands were all over one another and they couldn’t get enough of each other as they slowly began to lose themselves in the moment.
When Jonghyun felt the both of them coming to their end, his thrusts began to lack a steady rhythm and he pulled Jinki by his hair down as he crushed their lips together, nibbling on each other and fighting for dominance. When Jonghyun reached the edge, his hips stuttered and he bit down on Jinki’s lip particular hard, causing him to puncture some skin and leaving a small cut. Feeling Jonghyun’s cum inside of him set him off and he whimpered loudly into Jonghyun’s mouth, eyes shut tightly.
Jinki slumped against Jonghyun, trying to catch his breath. He could feel himself dozing off and he didn’t want to move, he was becoming fond of having Jonghyun inside of him. He felt the other’s hand run through his hair and he heard a light whisper.
“I told you that you’d want to be high for this, hyung.”
pairing: jonghyun/onew
rating/warning: R (use of drugs & sex)
word count: 2192
summary: boy, you wanna be high for this.
a/n: based off of this song. also, this is like my coming back fic. i started to write again, so i think i am a bit rusty but please enjoy. Also, unbeta'd.
It takes a little bit longer for Jinki to give in and say yes to Jonghyun’s inevitable invite to his house. He’s been trying to dodge and avoid this for many months but he knew that it was bound to come forth during any conversation between the two. It wasn’t that Jinki did not like the other, he fancied him quite much. He was just scared of what would happen if they were alone, together in Jonghyun’s room. Secluded and the great world outside blocked out.
Jinki likes Jonghyun so much that it scares him. It scares him to the point where he believes he has become a different person. But what scares him the most is that he feels okay with being this person that he is because of Jonghyun. He would call him the best influence in his life since sliced bread, as silly as it sounded. He feels more than alive, he feels more than awake when he iswith Jonghyun. He finds within himself bits and pieces of who he always wanted to be and he felt that with Kim Jonghyun, he could put this puzzle together and be that much closer to the person he'd once wanted to become.
Maybe that thought relaxes Jinki just a little bit but he still feels on edge after agreeing with Jonghyun to come over to his. He does ask what they plan to do because in truth, Jinki really isn’t as spontaneous as people would like to believe he is. He occasionally dances to the own beat of his drum but when he needs to, which is most of the time, he follows the same beat that everyone else follows because it makes his life a lot easier.
On the other hand, not only does Jonghyun dance to a whole different beat but this beat he dances to? It’s in a completely different genre.
When Jonghyun takes Jinki by the hand, he notices that his room isn’t your typical stereotype of a young boy’s room. It isn’t in disarray and sullied underwear aren’t scattered around the room. There isn’t just a single path to get to his bedroom; there is more than enough room. His walls are the palest of greys and it puts Jinki’s body into a state of serenity and security.
Behind his bed, Jinki examines a montage of images that are put together, almost like the world map. He then looks over to his right to see a small wooden desk that looks inexplicably clean with a laptop on it and some knickknacks flowered across it.
When Jonghyun pulls him down to sit on his bed, Jinki runs his fingers across the comforter, feeling how fluffy and warm it is. Jonghyun must have just pulled this out of the dryer because Jinki feels as if he can fall asleep upon them any minute. As Jinki closes his eyes, he feels a small tug on his pants and looks over to Jonghyun who has this smug look on his face of satisfaction.
“What?” Jinki inquires, shifting around in his seat on the bed.
“Nothing, relax would you?” Jonghyun chides him. “Look, we will have some fun soon, I promise, okay?” And Jinki just nods. He hopes they are going to go downstairs and watch that Scary Movie marathon because Jinki has been preparing for this all week. He had cleared his schedule and he made sure he didn’t have Model UN or the Shakespeare Club today.
Jinki watches as Jonghyun gets up to go over to rummage in one of the draws in his desk. He hears a lot of clacking and clanking until he hears a cute “bingo” in English escape past Jonghyun’s lips. Jinki looks up to see Jonghyun coming back to the bed with a small black box, it looked like a miniature jewelry box but it had something suspicious to it. After Jonghyun places the box on the bed next to Jinki, he hurries over to his bedroom window and opens it. A small breeze rolls around in the room causing Jinki to shiver and shift again.
“What’s in the box?” Jinki finally spoke up as Jonghyun sat down on the other side of the bed picking up the box and slowly opening it up but Jinki still couldn’t see the contents of it. Jonghyun finally pulls everything out and he places it on his bed, neatly next to each other. In a small bag is a grassy like substance and on the other side seems to be some sort of pipe that you smoke through. It’s like a kaleidoscope of colors that keep Jinki staring at it until he realizes what all this means.
“What are you doing with that?” Jinki raises his voice silently; he scoots back on the bed away from the paraphernalia and Jonghyun. Jonghyun just looks at him and lets out this soft, adorable chuckle.
“Well, I usually have fun with it.”
Jinki snorts. “How do you have fun with this? It isn’t healthy.” Jonghyun just rolls his eyes at Jinki’s protest as he starts taking the marijuana out of the small baggie. After he puts the remaining contents in the pipe, he puts his hand in his pocket fishing around for his lighter and Jinki shrieks as he pulls it out.
“Shut it, will you!? You’ll draw attention?” Jonghyun growls out as he puts the pipe up to his lips and he begins to light up. “Just watch…” He murmurs to Jinki who looks beyond pale.
And that is what Jinki does. He watches closely as Jonghyun takes his first hit. He watches as he inhales and his gaze lowers. Jonghyun pulls the pipe away and he holds it in for a bit before he exhales, letting some come out of his mouth and his nose. Jinki takes note that Jonghyun has probably been doing this for a while because he’s never seen someone do that. Not with regular cigarettes anyway. But Jinki feels horrible, he feels this way because he knows he likes the self-righteous and enthralled look he has on his face when he takes his first hit.
After a couple of more hits, Jonghyun moves his way over to Jinki slowly and he begins to panic within himself. Something in his body tells him to move and not try any but then something else, maybe it is the way Jonghyun smells of the fumes and how he smells like he just came out of the shower that draws him in even more.
Jinki doesn’t stop Jonghyun as he hovers closely to his face. Suddenly, his face became so much clearer and more attractive than it was before. He can see how long the younger’s eyelashes are and just how big and alluring his eyes were. He could also see just how hard it was to say no to this. As Jonghyun leans closer with the pipe in his hands, Jinki moves away a bit. He can feel the disappoint rolling off in waves from Jonghyun.
“I don’t want to Jonghyun.” He objects.
Jinki then feels a heavy hand cups his face and pull him to face the younger. Jonghyun has his signature grin on his face and he isn’t taking no for an answer. He leans close so that their noses are rubbing slowly and Jinki feels his heartbeat speed up. It doesn’t register but Jonghyun presses a chaste kiss to Jinki’s willing lips and pulls back before he can even count to two.
“Trust me hyung, you are going to want to be high for this.” Jonghyun whispers against his lips. In a deep trance, Jinki watches as Jonghyun pulls back a bit and he takes another hit but this time it is bigger. Jonghyun leans in closer again, both hands on either side of Jinki’s lap as he leans. Jinki parts his lips and he goes by instincts, it is like his body is on autopilot now. Jonghyun then exhales, letting some of the fumes go into Jinki’s mouth. Jonghyun watches with a hooded gaze as Jinki inhales slowly, trying not to cough.
Jonghyun can’t help but find Jinki’s lack of finesse the biggest turn on in his life.
“Exhale it out for me, okay?” And Jinki does, shakily but slowly and Jonghyun takes it again, feeling better than he did ten minutes ago.
If Jinki wasn’t relaxed before, he is.
After several more hits, Jonghyun finds his way onto Jinki’s lap, knees on either side of him and the pipe scattered somewhere on the bed. Jinki doesn’t remember Jonghyun turning on music but he can feel the bass pulsating throughout his body. Everything seems so intensified and more than real. Like the searing kisses that Jonghyun leaves on his neck and the occasional love bites that he leaves along the way.
Jonghyun manages to weave his fingers through Jinki’s smooth hair as he continues to nibble onto the other’s jaw. Jinki’s hands make their way to his waist and they push up his shirt a bit, rubbing in small circles. Jonghyun pulls back to capture Jinki’s lips into a heating kiss that sets both of their spines of fire, igniting a unique sensation that has them both wanting more of one another but neither of them really having the patience.
Soon enough, Jinki flips them over, uncomfortably but successfully so that Jonghyun’s back is against the sheets. Jinki climbs his way onto of the younger and aligns there body so Jinki’s hips move with the forgotten beat of the music in the background. It seems that the song is on repeat but Jinki nor Jonghyun can really tell for they are lost in their own world together.
“Hyung….” groans out as his hands unbuckle the other man’s pants and he continues to move his hips to the beat. Jinki’s lip is between his teeth and he looks debauched and all sexed out even though they really haven’t done anything. Jinki’s hands are placed on Jonghyun’s knees and he lifts his hips when Jonghyun pulls down his pants along with his underwear, not bothering to pull it off all the way and not bothering to remove his shirt. Jinki’s bare ass rubs against Jonghyun who is still wearing his jeans.
They both want to speak but they don’t because they know that anything that comes out of their mouths would be less than coherent. Jinki leans up to capture Jonghyun’s lips and he lifts his body so he can help the younger one pull down his pants and his underwear just so there is enough access.
Boldness overtaking him, Jinki reaches in between them and he can feel just how wet Jonghyun is for him. He gives leisured strokes and then he begins to pick up the pace, loving the noises that don’t sound like him at all escape his throat. With the little strength that Jonghyun has, he reaches on the side of his mattress to pull a small packet of lube out.
Hearing the ripping of the packet, Jinki feels his thighs quivering in anticipation he never knew that existed within him. As they move around a little bit to get comfortable, Jonghyun has himself slicked up from the base to the head. Jinki’s entrance is right above Jonghyun’s cock, wanting and needing everything that he’d receive.
Their gazes lock with one another and they both can see it, the want in both of them, the lust. “Go ahead…fuck yourself on my cock.” And it is probably the filthiest thing anyone has ever said to Jinki but he cannot help but comply. He places his hands on the younger’s clothed chest and slowly but surely, he pushes his way down on Jonghyun’s cock, adjusting to the foreign intrusion and the delicious burn. He lets out a high pitched gasp that sounds nothing like him.
Without hesitation, Jonghyun bucks up into Jinki which causes them to both moan out and Jinki to scratch at his clothed chest. They begin to move in a slow tandem, feeling it throughout their bodies, relishing in the sweet and savory desire for one another. Their hands were all over one another and they couldn’t get enough of each other as they slowly began to lose themselves in the moment.
When Jonghyun felt the both of them coming to their end, his thrusts began to lack a steady rhythm and he pulled Jinki by his hair down as he crushed their lips together, nibbling on each other and fighting for dominance. When Jonghyun reached the edge, his hips stuttered and he bit down on Jinki’s lip particular hard, causing him to puncture some skin and leaving a small cut. Feeling Jonghyun’s cum inside of him set him off and he whimpered loudly into Jonghyun’s mouth, eyes shut tightly.
Jinki slumped against Jonghyun, trying to catch his breath. He could feel himself dozing off and he didn’t want to move, he was becoming fond of having Jonghyun inside of him. He felt the other’s hand run through his hair and he heard a light whisper.
“I told you that you’d want to be high for this, hyung.”