[KPOP RPS] ♥ this {DBSK}
Title: ♥ this
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Word count: 650
Summary: Yunho has a (not so little) problem.
A/N: for capseuleok. And for kpop_prompts, prompt #23: smile. Full prompt table can be found here. Based on these pics and GIF.
“Lift with your legs, old man.” Changmin murmurs into Yunho’s ear.
Yunho can hear the smirk in Changmin’s voice but he pretends to ignore it. Or at least he tries to pretend to ignore it. Just like he tries to pretend that Changmin isn’t really, really, really heavy. Ok, so maybe Changmin isn’t really, really, really that heavy…but he’s not exactly light and he’s not getting any lighter.
Count to ten, Yunho. He tells himself. Count to ten and breathe, you can do this. You can.
Because, yes, he can do this. He can.
“Are you ok there, Hyung?” Changmin asks, his mouth close-too close-to Yunho’s neck. The sensation of Changmin’s breath on his skin sends dangerous signals to Yunho’s brain which in turn sends traitorous signals down to Yunho’s groin which are bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Yunho doesn’t answer him. He can’t answer. The only answer Yunho would be able to give would be an exhausted grunt or worse-a groan of pleasure. Because what Yunho is trying to do (with the ignoring Changmin and the counting to ten and the breathing) is distance himself from this situation. This situation where he is holding Changmin in his arms in front of a crowd of people and a bunch of TV cameras. And Changmin keeps moving, keeps squirming in Yunho’s arms. The result of all this squirming is Changmin’s butt keeps rubbing against places it has no right to be rubbing against and it’s all just so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
And Changmin, Changmin knows exactly what he’s doing, of course he does. So he keeps doing it. Hard.
Count to ten, Yunho. He tells himself. Count to ten and breathe.
“Hyung.” Changmin says, his voice low. So low that it sounds almost like a purr. “Hyung.”
Yunho really wants to put Changmin down. Changmin, who isn’t heavy but isn’t exactly light and not getting any lighter, and the longer Yunho holds him like this the harder it gets for him to stay in control of his urges. The urges that tell him to take Changmin here and now, crowd of people and TV cameras be damned. But he can’t put Changmin down. If he puts Changmin down then everyone will see the erection he has from holding Changmin like this, from having Changmin this close to him.
Sometimes, sometimes Yunho really hates his life.
Changmin shifts his hips. It’s just a small movement but it does nothing to help Yunho’s current problem.
“You’re not helping.” Yunho hisses, his teeth clenched.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Changmin says, and then he smiles. He smiles so sweetly and innocently that Yunho is almost fooled into believing him. Almost. Yunho has known Changmin long enough to know better, or at least he thinks he has.
Changmin shifts his hips again, things rub against places and the pleasurable pressure is almost enough to bring Yunho to his knees. He holds up though, he manages to keep standing but only just barely. He lets go of Changmin though. Changmin just slips from his arms and there is nothing Yunho can do to stop his partners fall. He sinks down to the floor next to Changmin because he still needs to hide the fact that little Yunho his making his (not so little) presence felt. It’s a good job they are both wearing baggy pants because Changmin is have a little (ok, not so little) problem in the crotch area too.
“You’ll pay for this later.” Yunho says. It’s a promise, Changmin will pay.
Changmin just smiles again. Changmin angles his head away from The TV cameras, hides his face so that the crowd of people won’t see his smile, his secret ‘just for Yunho’ smile. His ‘I love you and you love me’ smile.
“I know.” Changmin says. “I look forward to it.”
.fin
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Word count: 650
Summary: Yunho has a (not so little) problem.
A/N: for capseuleok. And for kpop_prompts, prompt #23: smile. Full prompt table can be found here. Based on these pics and GIF.
“Lift with your legs, old man.” Changmin murmurs into Yunho’s ear.
Yunho can hear the smirk in Changmin’s voice but he pretends to ignore it. Or at least he tries to pretend to ignore it. Just like he tries to pretend that Changmin isn’t really, really, really heavy. Ok, so maybe Changmin isn’t really, really, really that heavy…but he’s not exactly light and he’s not getting any lighter.
Count to ten, Yunho. He tells himself. Count to ten and breathe, you can do this. You can.
Because, yes, he can do this. He can.
“Are you ok there, Hyung?” Changmin asks, his mouth close-too close-to Yunho’s neck. The sensation of Changmin’s breath on his skin sends dangerous signals to Yunho’s brain which in turn sends traitorous signals down to Yunho’s groin which are bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
Yunho doesn’t answer him. He can’t answer. The only answer Yunho would be able to give would be an exhausted grunt or worse-a groan of pleasure. Because what Yunho is trying to do (with the ignoring Changmin and the counting to ten and the breathing) is distance himself from this situation. This situation where he is holding Changmin in his arms in front of a crowd of people and a bunch of TV cameras. And Changmin keeps moving, keeps squirming in Yunho’s arms. The result of all this squirming is Changmin’s butt keeps rubbing against places it has no right to be rubbing against and it’s all just so bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
And Changmin, Changmin knows exactly what he’s doing, of course he does. So he keeps doing it. Hard.
Count to ten, Yunho. He tells himself. Count to ten and breathe.
“Hyung.” Changmin says, his voice low. So low that it sounds almost like a purr. “Hyung.”
Yunho really wants to put Changmin down. Changmin, who isn’t heavy but isn’t exactly light and not getting any lighter, and the longer Yunho holds him like this the harder it gets for him to stay in control of his urges. The urges that tell him to take Changmin here and now, crowd of people and TV cameras be damned. But he can’t put Changmin down. If he puts Changmin down then everyone will see the erection he has from holding Changmin like this, from having Changmin this close to him.
Sometimes, sometimes Yunho really hates his life.
Changmin shifts his hips. It’s just a small movement but it does nothing to help Yunho’s current problem.
“You’re not helping.” Yunho hisses, his teeth clenched.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Changmin says, and then he smiles. He smiles so sweetly and innocently that Yunho is almost fooled into believing him. Almost. Yunho has known Changmin long enough to know better, or at least he thinks he has.
Changmin shifts his hips again, things rub against places and the pleasurable pressure is almost enough to bring Yunho to his knees. He holds up though, he manages to keep standing but only just barely. He lets go of Changmin though. Changmin just slips from his arms and there is nothing Yunho can do to stop his partners fall. He sinks down to the floor next to Changmin because he still needs to hide the fact that little Yunho his making his (not so little) presence felt. It’s a good job they are both wearing baggy pants because Changmin is have a little (ok, not so little) problem in the crotch area too.
“You’ll pay for this later.” Yunho says. It’s a promise, Changmin will pay.
Changmin just smiles again. Changmin angles his head away from The TV cameras, hides his face so that the crowd of people won’t see his smile, his secret ‘just for Yunho’ smile. His ‘I love you and you love me’ smile.
“I know.” Changmin says. “I look forward to it.”
.fin