Every Time Chapter 8
Title: Every Time (Chapter 8)
Pairing: Haehyuk, Kihae, Kiteuk Side!Yoosu, Maybe more later
Rating: PG-13+ (R for this chapter)
Summary: Hyukjae was walking home from the store to his shared apartment with Junsu, when in the darkness of night, people attacked him. He woke up in a teen's house. What happens when he, an adult, falls for this teen?
A/N: Sooo, Kiteuk... I don't know how many people is going to like it. :| But due to Jay-J's current obsession she has found for it... and since this fic is for her... it's here, and now one of the main pairings.
Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3A|Chapter 3B| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7
Jongwoon smiled as the younger man handed him some coffee. "Why'd you come over, anyway? Not trying to sound rude." The older man cracked a smile as he thought about it. "I don't like being a third wheel." "Ah, so how did it go with Jungsu after the little 'incident'?" Jongwoon sighed and sipped at the mug full of coffee as he lied back on the couch. "He apologized for troubling me and being a bother, but I knew he was embarrassed and feeling a bit... crazy? So I lied and told him he did no such thing, and he didn't seem to believe it at first so I had to hold him and kiss him for him to believe me."
The younger man looked at his hands and stayed quiet. "Don't tell me you're jealous that I'm kissing my boyfriend. Are you?" The younger man remains looking at his hands and starts to mess with his fingers while a light pink decorates his cheeks. "You said don't tell you." Jongwoon frowns and mentally curses his earlier words. "You're too mean, Wookie!" The younger just laughs and looks up and Jongwoon, and the older man swears he's never felt his heart pound so fast. He's never felt so much butterflies in his stomach. He's never felt cautious about his every word, and he's never felt this nervous before. Hell, he's never felt nervous.
"Jongwoon?" "What, Wookie?" "Why are you staring at me?" Jongwoon swears he's never felt this type of heat in his cheeks, or any heat at all, ever before, and he looks down to hide his reddened face. "I was spacing out." Ryeowook smiles but it goes unnoticed by the older because he was looking down. Ryeowook wonders if one day he could actually fully admit instead of dropping silly hints.
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"Jungsu... stop crying. Please." Kibum sighed. What had he got himself into? This guy is a handful! He smiles slightly at the crying man as he thinks of how often Donghae also cries. "I have a boyfriend! I swore I would never cheat again! I swore to Yesung I wouldn't!" Kibum sighed again and wrapped his arms around the sitting man and nudged the older male so he would move and Kibum could sit in the booth too.
"Jungsu, it was just a kiss. That isn't cheating." "That wasn't just a kiss! That was basically mouth sex!" Kibum chuckled a little at how innocent that came out. "Don't laugh! I'm being serious!" "I know, I know! But this just seems so childish! It's not like we actually had sex. Besides, it was just one time, for about a minute. It isn't that serious." "About a minute?! That was more than twenty minutes!"
The younger smirked to himself. "You're right, it was," Kibum said with a cocky laugh. Jungsu glared at the other. "Ugh, you're one of those cocky bastards who think they can have anything or anyone they want." The younger smirked. "Guilty. But it's obvious I can." Jungsu looked at the table guiltily as he thought of how he had made the words between him and Yesung false. "Whatever. It was because you pinned me down. Besides, the only reason I gave in was because I was too caught up in trying to forget everything I had said." It is the truth. He wanted to forget.
Kibum searched the man's face for a trace of a lie. "Then... it was to make yourself happy. If Yesung finds out about it... as long as you were happy he won't mind." Jungsu looked at the younger man with question clear in his eyes. "What did Yesung say to-." "Why do you call him Yesung? That isn't his real name." Jungsu forgot about his previous question at this question.
He furrowed his eyebrows. "He tells people to call him Yesung." Kibum studied Jungsu's face and wondered if he should say what he was going to next, but his brain didn't seem to bother with thinking too hard about it. "Shouldn't he let his own lover call him by his real name? I heard Hyukjae call him his real name." Jungsu's face went blank. Had the older man really never questioned himself about this? "Hyukjae is just... I never tried calling him it. I mean, once... while we were just seeing each other as an affair and not a relationship... but he said to call him Yesung."
Kibum smiled. "Well, try calling him by his real name tonight, and see what he does. If he makes you call him Yesung, then come to Mokpo, and I'll show you a good time." Jungsu made a face at Kibum. "I don't think so." "This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime, Jungsu. You're a fool if you don't want it." The older man chuckled. "I guess I'm a fool." Kibum leaned back in the booth. "We'll see."
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"We've been looking for a while, let's rest Donghae." "Are you that old Hyukkie? It's only been thirty minutes. We need to find them!" "I'm not old! Beside Jongwoon said they'll be alright, he's never wrong. They're going to be alright. Let's rest for a while." Donghae sighed. How could he deny Hyukjae anything? Wait. He should be able to, easily. "Where would we rest at?" Hyukjae put his hand to his chin, thoughtful. "My apartment isn't too far from here. We can go there." Donghae's face lit up. He can see how Hyukjae lives!
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Donghae looked around the white apartment in awe. How could and apartment be this big? "Wow, Hyukkie. This is so cool! Is this what having a roommate gets you?" Hyukjae chuckled. "This is what working gets you." Donghae turned to Hyukjae confused. "Wait. Work. You haven't been going?" Hyukjae looked at Donghae sheepishly. "I get Saturdays and Sundays off. I took Monday and Tuesday off as sick days and went the rest of the week." The teen smiled. "You would miss work for me."
Hyukjae blushed and looked down. "It's not like that." "You like... um." Hyukjae looked up and swore he wanted to punch Junsu in the face. "Yoochun. Why are you naked. Where is Junsu?" Yoochun smiled. "I am naked because obviously I was having sex, and finished, and Junsu is on the bed. He fainted after I-." "Don't say it." Yoochun rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He walked over to the couch and picked up a pair of boxers and slipped them on.
"You did something on the couch didn't you." Yoochun smiled and walked past Hyukjae, slapping him harshly on the ass, earning a yelp from the other. "On the kitchen table too. You're bed was also included." Hyukjae gawked at Yoochun. "Junsu wasn't kidding when he said you have a wild sex drive... and ewww. Why my bed?" Yoochun smiled. "Su talks about me? Plus, your bed is comfy. I was nice. I cleaned up." Hyukjae wrinkled his nose up in disgust and turned to Donghae. "I'm sorry you had to see him unclothed. Sorry if you become mentally scarred." Donghae chuckled. "It's fine Hyukkie." Yoochun smirked and Hyukjae swore he would smack that greasy smile off his face, after he punches Junsu in his.
"Hyukkie, huh? Cute pet name your owner gave you. " No, he is just going to kill the guy. It's as simple as that. "Owner?" Hyukjae wanted to cut Yoochun off but the older man seemed to know his intentions and covered his mouth quickly. "Why, of course, don't you see how he follows you and listens to you like an obedient puppy?" Hyukjae slapped Yoochun's hand away and wonders momentarily why he didn't do that earlier.
"Don't listen to him, Donghae." "But I like what he's saying!" Hyukjae wasn't too shocked at this behavior. "Shut up." "Don't tell your owner to shut up," Donghae yelled and Hyukjae really wanted to know how the younger man could scold him but look like a puppy. The older man glared at Yoochun who was in a fit of giggles, stifling it behind his hand, for some odd reason. Yoochun never has a problem with being loud. " "Yah! You're not my 'owner' so don't call yourself it!" "It makes sense though! You followed me all day! Plus you do anything I say!" "I do not! Just today when you told me that we should continue-."
Hyukjae was cut off by lips on his and he pushed the person away. "What the hell Yoochun," Hyukjae hissed. Yoochun put his finger up to his lips. "You were being too loud, and this is how I shut people up. I don't want you waking Junsu up." So that's why he was stifling his laughter earlier.
"Fine, sorry. But I'm going to kill you for that later." "Fine, I'm going to the kitchen now, like I originally wanted to. Your owner is glaring at me and I'd rather not get on anyone's bad side." "Not my owner." "Yeah, fine. Whatever. Hey, Hyukjae? Could you do me a favor?" "Why would I do you a favor?" "You love me." Hyukjae smiled softly as Donghae's arms wrapped around his waist in a possessive manor but then he frowned when he remembered Kibum.
"No I don't." "Fine, because you love Junsu." Hyukjae grunted. "Barely." Yoochun turned to him from the kitchen and smiled while he waited for his coffee. "So, you still love him. So do me this one favor." Hyukjae rolled his eyes. "What favor?" Yoochun smiled widely. "Next Saturday is going to be our two year anniversary. My brother is staying at my house for a while starting that Thursday of next week, so I can't bring Junsu there. I want to do something romantic. A dinner at a fancy restaurant, come back here, give him wine. I made this piece on the piano and I was hoping I could play it for him and sing to him. But I need and empty place. So could you go somewhere?"
Hyukjae sighed. He almost forgot that next to all the kinkiness, Yoochun is a very romantic guy. "I don't know... I guess I can ask Jongwoon." Yoochun smiled widely. "Really? Thank you!" "You don't need to ask him. You can stay with me, since you don't have work that day of the next day. It will be fine if you're in Mokpo." Hyukjae wanted to say yes. It was right there on the end of his tongue. But how could he when this boy has a Kibum?
"No. I'll stay with Jongwoon." Donghae frowned. "Why not with me?" Yoochun looked at Hyukjae's saddened face and thought he should help the younger man, but how? "I... I don't want to impose." "You wouldn't be imposing at all! Stay with me," Donghae said cheerfully as he turned Hyukjae to face him. The older man sighed. It's not bad if he doesn't let Donghae do anything with him, right? "Fine."
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Jongwoon sighed as he searched the whole apartment and didn't see his boyfriend. Damn it, he thought the older man going to be home. That's why he came home. If he knew the elder wasn't there, he would of stayed at Ryeowook's house for a while longer. He sat on the couch and leaned back into it and as if on cue the door opened and Jungsu quietly entered. "Yesung?" Jongwoon stretched out his arms from his spot and the older man walked over to him, only to be pulled into the younger man's lap.
Jongwoon's nose scrunched up. "You smell like cheap cologne." "Sorry, Yesung. That kid is clingy." Jongwoon nodded and smiled, kissing Jungsu on the lips. He's not stupid. He can taste a little bit of wine in Jungsu's mouth. The older man doesn't drink wine. Jongwoon bet that kid-despite his age-drinks it. "Let's go to bed." Jungsu was about to say something but Jongwoon didn't care and got up, forcing Jungsu to stand up too. Jongwoon grabbed the older man's wrist and pulled him along with him to the bedroom. "It's only seven!" "Your point?" "It is too early!" "Oh well."
The younger man flopped down on the bed, pulling Jungsu's wrist so the older man could fall down too. "Lay with me." The older man sighed but crawled so he was laying next to the younger. Though, for some reason, all he could think of was that teenager. Why? Usually he doesn't think of Jongwoon-he knows it's wrong, but he can't control it-and instead thinks of Youngwoon, but why is this Kibum guy coming to mind? Is it because they kissed-more like made out-earlier?
The phone ringing startled Jungsu out of his thoughts and he was reaching to the night stand to let pick up the phone, but the younger man's arms around his waist stopped him. "Let the machine pick it up." Jungsu sighed but lied down again and did as told.
"Hey, Jongwoon, it's Ryeowook. I just wanted you to know, you left your cell phone over here."
"Shit. Jungsu. I'm so sorry. I'm going to go get it, okay?" Jungsu nodded and waited for the younger man to leave before he sat up and folded his legs to his chest. Why was this person allowed to call him by his real name when he, the man's boyfriend, wasn't allowed to? Why was Jongwoon over this man's house when he was supposed to be with Donghae and Hyukjae? Then again. Why would Jongwoon leave Jungsu with some stranger, and besides. When he handed his phone to Kibum what did Jongwoon say to the younger man?
"Wait a minute. Crap! My cell phone! Fuck!" Jungsu sat up and wondered for a moment what he could do. Then it hit him. Hyukjae has Donghae's number, right? So Donghae must have his own boyfriend's number! Jungsu picked up the phone and hurriedly dialed Hyukjae's number.
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Jungsu had left a note on the kitchen counter explaining he was going to Mokpo to get his phone, and would rent a night at a hotel then come back in the morning. He knows it sounds a little ridiculous, and he questions for a minute if Jongwoon would think he's cheating, but he pushes that thought out because he isn't cheating. So, here he stands in front of the door that is supposed to be Kibum's. Earlier the guy wouldn't pick up his phone and Donghae decided to just give the apartment complex and room number to Jungsu.
The man wonders briefly:what if Kibum has someone over? He unwillingly lifts his hand and knocks on the door. After a while when no one opens the door, he figures Kibum isn't home and sighs. He turns but as he does, the door opens. He spins around wide-eyed to look at Kibum, wearing nothing but sweat pants. "So he did tell you to call him Yesung!" Jungsu's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he remembered earlier. "W-what? No. You have my phone." Kibum looked shocked.
"Crap, I forgot to give that back to you, didn't I? Hmm... it's probably in the jeans I tossed somewhere... come in." Kibum stepped back and Jungsu entered. "I called your cell phone number... I got your number from Donghae... who gave it to Hyukjae." "You're rambling,"the teen said with a chuckle. Jungsu blushed as his heart pounded harshly against his chest. "Why didn't you just get it in the morning then?"
Jungsu paled. "I have things on there I don't want anyone seeing." Kibum raised his eyebrow and turned to looked at the older man questionably. "What things?" The older man sighed. "Pictures of someone." "Oh, that guy... so did you try calling your boyfriend by his real name?" Jungsu looked at the tiled floor. "So you didn't?" Kibum sighed in irritation.
Jongwoon left. He probably isn't back yet. He doesn't know I'm gone. The teenager looked at the older man with interest. "It isn't like that. He actually also left his cell phone at someone's house. Except, he didn't remember it until the man called him. Yesung told me to let the machine pick it up... and this guy is someone Yesung hangs out with almost everyday. Really, I can tell the guy is in love with Yesung, I saw the way he looked at him. Though, this guy-Ryeowook-very casually called him Jongwoon, like he does it all of the time. I think... I think Yesung let's Ryeowook call him by his real name."
Kibum looked at Jungsu's face, as if searching for something. "What would you do if he's in love with the guy?" Jungsu looked back to the floor-when did he even look up-and sighed. "Let them be together. What else?" "What about you?" "I don't know. Can I just have my phone?" Kibum frowned. "On one condition." "What?"
Kibum smiled. "You have to kiss me and show me a picture of your old boyfriend." Jungsu stared shocked at the older man. "No! I'm not going to kiss you! I'm certainly not showing you a picture of Youngwoon!" "You already kissed me and you already talked about him with me." Jungsu sighed.
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"Are you sure it's okay if I stay over?" Hyukjae smiled uncertainly. "It's better than making you go out in the dark. The streets in Seoul could be very dangerous at night." Without Hyukjae even noticing it, Donghae had pushed the man on the bed and straddled him.
Hyukjae blushed as Donghae hovered over him and smirked. The older man turned his face to the side in embarrassment. The teen chuckled and leaned down to kiss the older man's jaw, placing rough hurried kisses. Hyukjae let out a sharp gasp as the teen nipped harshly at the place he was working on earlier.
Hyukjae looked looked forward as Donghae sat back so he was sitting on the older man's abdomen; The older man's eyebrows furrowed in confusion only to be met with another smirk from the teen. "Wha-what about Kibum," Hyukjae questioned in sort gasping breaths as Donghae rolled his hips repeatedly, letting Hyukjae and himself feel immense pleasure.
"What about him?" "He's your... he's your boyfriend. I'm not your boyfriend." "Do you want this, Hyukkie?" Hyukjae blushed and looked down. "Do you want me, Hyukkie?" Hyukjae found himself nodding without being aware of it. "We haven't known each other for long, but I would be willing to break up with him for you! Hyukkie, why can't you see I really like you?"
"This is wrong." "Just stop thinking for once. Please." Hyukjae nodded but blushed due to the confession. If only the teen would have already dumped the other guy, he would be on board with this one hundred percent. However, his thoughts left him when cold fingers brushed against his stomach as his shirt raised the slightest bit to reveal the flesh to Donghae.
"Wow, who would of thought you have abs," Donghae asked and Hyukjae's dace flushed even more than before. He closed his eyes as the teen brought his mouth to a nipple and sucked on it. The older man arched his back as he felt the teen bite the-now hardened-nub/ Donghae licked it to sooth it and then brought his mouth to the left one to continue the same ministrations. Hyukjae couldn't help but squirm.
He couldn't find himself to care about the little voice deep inside his head saying "it's wrong, it's wrong." Because, if it's wrong, why does it feel so right? Hyukjae found his hips raising on their own as the teen tried to pull the jeans off the older man, and for a minute, Hyukjae wonders when Donghae had even unbuttoned his jeans. In fact, when had the teen even move his mouth? He swears he can still feel the sensations even now that the teen isn't doing it anymore.
"Open your legs." hyukjae snapped out of his thoughts as he looked down in between his legs to see the teen looking expectantly at them. He felt his face turn even redder-which he thought was impossible-and for a minute, Yoochun's words flashed in his mind and Hyukjae figured that Yoochun wasn't insinuating anything and he was stating a fact. "W-what?" The teen smiled despite the fact that he rolled his eyes impatiently. He tapped Hyukjae's thigh. "Owner said, open." "You're not my-." His sentence was cut off with his own yelp as his legs were roughly pushed open by Donghae.
Hyukjae eyed the teen with curiosity as the teen went down. He gasped loudly and threw his head back into the bed as he felt exactly what it was the younger was doing. As he tossed his head to the side in pleasure, his hands flew out to tangle in the sheets of the white bed. He only remembers something like this happening once-with Jongwoon. When they were sixteen and wanted to try something new.
Then it had felt so awkward, but now as he feels the tongue entering him repeatedly, thrusting in and out-it feels anything but awkward. It feels hot, pleasurable, more than satisfying, and damn. It feels like pure ecstasy. It's been so long since he was actually on the receiving end-ever since him and Jongwoon had ended things. He found himself whimpering as Donghae pulled away and was going to ask why but when the other started to remove his shirt, and jeans, it was pretty obvious.
He questioned himself briefly:does he really want to do this? Though he lost that thought as he stared at the wet spot that had formed on Donghae's boxers and unconsciously found himself licking his lips. Donghae saw the action and smirked as he palmed himself. "See something you like, Hyukkie?" The older nodded and decided he's never liked that nickname as much as he does now.
He watched as Donghae slipped the boxers off and he found himself blushing for the umpteenth time that night. Recently-almost a month ago,actually-he stayed the night as Jongwoon's house because he was drunk. He walked in on the guy while he was putting boxers on and had seen how... well endowed the man had become since high school.
Hyukjae can't say Donghae is how Jongwoon is, but he's bigger then the man was at seventeen and Hyukjae looks at Donghae's chest as he thinks of how the teen himself is going to be when he is older. He pulled himself out of his endless thoughts to see the teen spit in his hand and cover his cock in the thin layer of saliva.
Hyukjae's eyes widened slightly as he realized that's all the lube he was getting. "It's going to hurt some, Hyukkie." Hyukjae nodded and yes, he knew it was going to hurt, because he knows what it feels like, he's had sex before. He feels a shiver run down his spine as he feels the tip of the other man at his entrance, and he bites his lip as the teen slowly pushes into him.
The video of Donghae and Kibum on Donghae's bed flashes in his mind and he frowns. In that video it looked like the teen likes it rough. What if he's not good enough? "Hyukkie, what's wrong? Why are you frowning?" Hyukjae opened his eyes-when had he closed them? "The... pain," the older man lied. He felt guilty for lying, but telling the truth might not be smart. He buried his face into the covers as Donghae started to move slowly. He wrapped his arms around the other and smiles softly upon hearing, "I love you, Hyukkie."
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Hyukjae lies on his bed and feels the teen snuggle close to his chest. This was all too wrong. Too fast. Too random. Too weird. They spend thirty minutes looking for Donghae's boyfriends, spends two hours alone and then have sex. That's too random, too sudden. Then for Donghae to bring up love. He's only a teenager. What would he possibly know about love? What would he possibly know about love when he doesn't even love his own boyfriend? That word isn't something to be throwing around. A movement by Donghae makes him forget his previous thoughts and he wraps his arms around the teen, pulling the blankets up too.
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"So, you really were going to stay at a hotel? Idiot. Just stay with me." "I don't know you..." Kibum smiled a little. "We had dinner together, made out... we're practically a couple." "No. You and Donghae are a couple, Jongwoon and me are a couple and no one is 'practically a couple.' Got it?" Kibum sneered. "Donghae and me are a couple, Jongwoon and you are a couple. Hyukjae and Donghae are practically a couple, and from what you've told me, Jongwoon and Ryeowook are practically a couple. Plus, look, we've turned your phone on. Jongwoon isn't messaging you any. I bet he decided since you're not home, he'll sleep over that Ryeowook guy's house.
"They're all having fun and being cheaters, and you cheated before, so just do it again, for fucks sake. Literally. Fuck. We should fuck." Jungsu glared at Kibum before leaning over the man to get his phone that was sitting on the couch behind the teen, grabbing is fiercely and pulling his arms away harshly. "I will not stay with you. I'd rather walk back to Seoul."
"Jungsu! Just stay! I won't touch you. Stay." Jungsu turned around uncertain. he actually really didn't want to go out at this time of night in an unfamiliar neighborhood. "Fine." "But-and don't get mad, bare with me, okay?" Jungsu frowned and nodded. "Fine. What?" "I only have one bed, and I desperately want to at least hold you. So could we sleep on that bed together?" Jungsu sneered and opened the front door.
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How he ended up on this bed, with his head on this teen's chest, who has his eyes shut and is breathing heavily and evenly because he's sleeping-Jungsu will never understand. A quick "please,please~hyung!" had brought him here. He looks up to the sleeping face and smiles. When he's not being a hot prick, he's kind of adorable. Wait. hot? Jungsu bit his lip. No, this is a teenager. He can't do this. He has a loving boyfriend... who is probably as some other guy's house. He didn't even realize that he tightened his grip on Kibum, and, too caught up in his thoughts, he didn't feel Kibum's tightened grip on him.
~~Sorry if this fails. Sorry for the smut!fail. I can't write smut that well, so I just went for non-explicit. I hope this chapter is okay. Thank you for silent readers(if I have any XD) commenters and my Jay-J. (: Plus, sorry to Kiteuk haters. Plus sorry for errors, I had fifteen minutes to get this to my notebook to here, on this computer screen. Right now I have three minutes left so I'm gunna post it to miracle now. Thanks for reading! (:
Chapter 9
Pairing: Haehyuk, Kihae, Kiteuk Side!Yoosu, Maybe more later
Rating: PG-13+ (R for this chapter)
Summary: Hyukjae was walking home from the store to his shared apartment with Junsu, when in the darkness of night, people attacked him. He woke up in a teen's house. What happens when he, an adult, falls for this teen?
A/N: Sooo, Kiteuk... I don't know how many people is going to like it. :| But due to Jay-J's current obsession she has found for it... and since this fic is for her... it's here, and now one of the main pairings.
Chapter 1| Chapter 2| Chapter 3A|Chapter 3B| Chapter 4| Chapter 5| Chapter 6| Chapter 7
Jongwoon smiled as the younger man handed him some coffee. "Why'd you come over, anyway? Not trying to sound rude." The older man cracked a smile as he thought about it. "I don't like being a third wheel." "Ah, so how did it go with Jungsu after the little 'incident'?" Jongwoon sighed and sipped at the mug full of coffee as he lied back on the couch. "He apologized for troubling me and being a bother, but I knew he was embarrassed and feeling a bit... crazy? So I lied and told him he did no such thing, and he didn't seem to believe it at first so I had to hold him and kiss him for him to believe me."
The younger man looked at his hands and stayed quiet. "Don't tell me you're jealous that I'm kissing my boyfriend. Are you?" The younger man remains looking at his hands and starts to mess with his fingers while a light pink decorates his cheeks. "You said don't tell you." Jongwoon frowns and mentally curses his earlier words. "You're too mean, Wookie!" The younger just laughs and looks up and Jongwoon, and the older man swears he's never felt his heart pound so fast. He's never felt so much butterflies in his stomach. He's never felt cautious about his every word, and he's never felt this nervous before. Hell, he's never felt nervous.
"Jongwoon?" "What, Wookie?" "Why are you staring at me?" Jongwoon swears he's never felt this type of heat in his cheeks, or any heat at all, ever before, and he looks down to hide his reddened face. "I was spacing out." Ryeowook smiles but it goes unnoticed by the older because he was looking down. Ryeowook wonders if one day he could actually fully admit instead of dropping silly hints.
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"Jungsu... stop crying. Please." Kibum sighed. What had he got himself into? This guy is a handful! He smiles slightly at the crying man as he thinks of how often Donghae also cries. "I have a boyfriend! I swore I would never cheat again! I swore to Yesung I wouldn't!" Kibum sighed again and wrapped his arms around the sitting man and nudged the older male so he would move and Kibum could sit in the booth too.
"Jungsu, it was just a kiss. That isn't cheating." "That wasn't just a kiss! That was basically mouth sex!" Kibum chuckled a little at how innocent that came out. "Don't laugh! I'm being serious!" "I know, I know! But this just seems so childish! It's not like we actually had sex. Besides, it was just one time, for about a minute. It isn't that serious." "About a minute?! That was more than twenty minutes!"
The younger smirked to himself. "You're right, it was," Kibum said with a cocky laugh. Jungsu glared at the other. "Ugh, you're one of those cocky bastards who think they can have anything or anyone they want." The younger smirked. "Guilty. But it's obvious I can." Jungsu looked at the table guiltily as he thought of how he had made the words between him and Yesung false. "Whatever. It was because you pinned me down. Besides, the only reason I gave in was because I was too caught up in trying to forget everything I had said." It is the truth. He wanted to forget.
Kibum searched the man's face for a trace of a lie. "Then... it was to make yourself happy. If Yesung finds out about it... as long as you were happy he won't mind." Jungsu looked at the younger man with question clear in his eyes. "What did Yesung say to-." "Why do you call him Yesung? That isn't his real name." Jungsu forgot about his previous question at this question.
He furrowed his eyebrows. "He tells people to call him Yesung." Kibum studied Jungsu's face and wondered if he should say what he was going to next, but his brain didn't seem to bother with thinking too hard about it. "Shouldn't he let his own lover call him by his real name? I heard Hyukjae call him his real name." Jungsu's face went blank. Had the older man really never questioned himself about this? "Hyukjae is just... I never tried calling him it. I mean, once... while we were just seeing each other as an affair and not a relationship... but he said to call him Yesung."
Kibum smiled. "Well, try calling him by his real name tonight, and see what he does. If he makes you call him Yesung, then come to Mokpo, and I'll show you a good time." Jungsu made a face at Kibum. "I don't think so." "This opportunity only comes once in a lifetime, Jungsu. You're a fool if you don't want it." The older man chuckled. "I guess I'm a fool." Kibum leaned back in the booth. "We'll see."
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"We've been looking for a while, let's rest Donghae." "Are you that old Hyukkie? It's only been thirty minutes. We need to find them!" "I'm not old! Beside Jongwoon said they'll be alright, he's never wrong. They're going to be alright. Let's rest for a while." Donghae sighed. How could he deny Hyukjae anything? Wait. He should be able to, easily. "Where would we rest at?" Hyukjae put his hand to his chin, thoughtful. "My apartment isn't too far from here. We can go there." Donghae's face lit up. He can see how Hyukjae lives!
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Donghae looked around the white apartment in awe. How could and apartment be this big? "Wow, Hyukkie. This is so cool! Is this what having a roommate gets you?" Hyukjae chuckled. "This is what working gets you." Donghae turned to Hyukjae confused. "Wait. Work. You haven't been going?" Hyukjae looked at Donghae sheepishly. "I get Saturdays and Sundays off. I took Monday and Tuesday off as sick days and went the rest of the week." The teen smiled. "You would miss work for me."
Hyukjae blushed and looked down. "It's not like that." "You like... um." Hyukjae looked up and swore he wanted to punch Junsu in the face. "Yoochun. Why are you naked. Where is Junsu?" Yoochun smiled. "I am naked because obviously I was having sex, and finished, and Junsu is on the bed. He fainted after I-." "Don't say it." Yoochun rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He walked over to the couch and picked up a pair of boxers and slipped them on.
"You did something on the couch didn't you." Yoochun smiled and walked past Hyukjae, slapping him harshly on the ass, earning a yelp from the other. "On the kitchen table too. You're bed was also included." Hyukjae gawked at Yoochun. "Junsu wasn't kidding when he said you have a wild sex drive... and ewww. Why my bed?" Yoochun smiled. "Su talks about me? Plus, your bed is comfy. I was nice. I cleaned up." Hyukjae wrinkled his nose up in disgust and turned to Donghae. "I'm sorry you had to see him unclothed. Sorry if you become mentally scarred." Donghae chuckled. "It's fine Hyukkie." Yoochun smirked and Hyukjae swore he would smack that greasy smile off his face, after he punches Junsu in his.
"Hyukkie, huh? Cute pet name your owner gave you. " No, he is just going to kill the guy. It's as simple as that. "Owner?" Hyukjae wanted to cut Yoochun off but the older man seemed to know his intentions and covered his mouth quickly. "Why, of course, don't you see how he follows you and listens to you like an obedient puppy?" Hyukjae slapped Yoochun's hand away and wonders momentarily why he didn't do that earlier.
"Don't listen to him, Donghae." "But I like what he's saying!" Hyukjae wasn't too shocked at this behavior. "Shut up." "Don't tell your owner to shut up," Donghae yelled and Hyukjae really wanted to know how the younger man could scold him but look like a puppy. The older man glared at Yoochun who was in a fit of giggles, stifling it behind his hand, for some odd reason. Yoochun never has a problem with being loud. " "Yah! You're not my 'owner' so don't call yourself it!" "It makes sense though! You followed me all day! Plus you do anything I say!" "I do not! Just today when you told me that we should continue-."
Hyukjae was cut off by lips on his and he pushed the person away. "What the hell Yoochun," Hyukjae hissed. Yoochun put his finger up to his lips. "You were being too loud, and this is how I shut people up. I don't want you waking Junsu up." So that's why he was stifling his laughter earlier.
"Fine, sorry. But I'm going to kill you for that later." "Fine, I'm going to the kitchen now, like I originally wanted to. Your owner is glaring at me and I'd rather not get on anyone's bad side." "Not my owner." "Yeah, fine. Whatever. Hey, Hyukjae? Could you do me a favor?" "Why would I do you a favor?" "You love me." Hyukjae smiled softly as Donghae's arms wrapped around his waist in a possessive manor but then he frowned when he remembered Kibum.
"No I don't." "Fine, because you love Junsu." Hyukjae grunted. "Barely." Yoochun turned to him from the kitchen and smiled while he waited for his coffee. "So, you still love him. So do me this one favor." Hyukjae rolled his eyes. "What favor?" Yoochun smiled widely. "Next Saturday is going to be our two year anniversary. My brother is staying at my house for a while starting that Thursday of next week, so I can't bring Junsu there. I want to do something romantic. A dinner at a fancy restaurant, come back here, give him wine. I made this piece on the piano and I was hoping I could play it for him and sing to him. But I need and empty place. So could you go somewhere?"
Hyukjae sighed. He almost forgot that next to all the kinkiness, Yoochun is a very romantic guy. "I don't know... I guess I can ask Jongwoon." Yoochun smiled widely. "Really? Thank you!" "You don't need to ask him. You can stay with me, since you don't have work that day of the next day. It will be fine if you're in Mokpo." Hyukjae wanted to say yes. It was right there on the end of his tongue. But how could he when this boy has a Kibum?
"No. I'll stay with Jongwoon." Donghae frowned. "Why not with me?" Yoochun looked at Hyukjae's saddened face and thought he should help the younger man, but how? "I... I don't want to impose." "You wouldn't be imposing at all! Stay with me," Donghae said cheerfully as he turned Hyukjae to face him. The older man sighed. It's not bad if he doesn't let Donghae do anything with him, right? "Fine."
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Jongwoon sighed as he searched the whole apartment and didn't see his boyfriend. Damn it, he thought the older man going to be home. That's why he came home. If he knew the elder wasn't there, he would of stayed at Ryeowook's house for a while longer. He sat on the couch and leaned back into it and as if on cue the door opened and Jungsu quietly entered. "Yesung?" Jongwoon stretched out his arms from his spot and the older man walked over to him, only to be pulled into the younger man's lap.
Jongwoon's nose scrunched up. "You smell like cheap cologne." "Sorry, Yesung. That kid is clingy." Jongwoon nodded and smiled, kissing Jungsu on the lips. He's not stupid. He can taste a little bit of wine in Jungsu's mouth. The older man doesn't drink wine. Jongwoon bet that kid-despite his age-drinks it. "Let's go to bed." Jungsu was about to say something but Jongwoon didn't care and got up, forcing Jungsu to stand up too. Jongwoon grabbed the older man's wrist and pulled him along with him to the bedroom. "It's only seven!" "Your point?" "It is too early!" "Oh well."
The younger man flopped down on the bed, pulling Jungsu's wrist so the older man could fall down too. "Lay with me." The older man sighed but crawled so he was laying next to the younger. Though, for some reason, all he could think of was that teenager. Why? Usually he doesn't think of Jongwoon-he knows it's wrong, but he can't control it-and instead thinks of Youngwoon, but why is this Kibum guy coming to mind? Is it because they kissed-more like made out-earlier?
The phone ringing startled Jungsu out of his thoughts and he was reaching to the night stand to let pick up the phone, but the younger man's arms around his waist stopped him. "Let the machine pick it up." Jungsu sighed but lied down again and did as told.
"Hey, Jongwoon, it's Ryeowook. I just wanted you to know, you left your cell phone over here."
"Shit. Jungsu. I'm so sorry. I'm going to go get it, okay?" Jungsu nodded and waited for the younger man to leave before he sat up and folded his legs to his chest. Why was this person allowed to call him by his real name when he, the man's boyfriend, wasn't allowed to? Why was Jongwoon over this man's house when he was supposed to be with Donghae and Hyukjae? Then again. Why would Jongwoon leave Jungsu with some stranger, and besides. When he handed his phone to Kibum what did Jongwoon say to the younger man?
"Wait a minute. Crap! My cell phone! Fuck!" Jungsu sat up and wondered for a moment what he could do. Then it hit him. Hyukjae has Donghae's number, right? So Donghae must have his own boyfriend's number! Jungsu picked up the phone and hurriedly dialed Hyukjae's number.
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Jungsu had left a note on the kitchen counter explaining he was going to Mokpo to get his phone, and would rent a night at a hotel then come back in the morning. He knows it sounds a little ridiculous, and he questions for a minute if Jongwoon would think he's cheating, but he pushes that thought out because he isn't cheating. So, here he stands in front of the door that is supposed to be Kibum's. Earlier the guy wouldn't pick up his phone and Donghae decided to just give the apartment complex and room number to Jungsu.
The man wonders briefly:what if Kibum has someone over? He unwillingly lifts his hand and knocks on the door. After a while when no one opens the door, he figures Kibum isn't home and sighs. He turns but as he does, the door opens. He spins around wide-eyed to look at Kibum, wearing nothing but sweat pants. "So he did tell you to call him Yesung!" Jungsu's eyebrows furrowed in confusion before he remembered earlier. "W-what? No. You have my phone." Kibum looked shocked.
"Crap, I forgot to give that back to you, didn't I? Hmm... it's probably in the jeans I tossed somewhere... come in." Kibum stepped back and Jungsu entered. "I called your cell phone number... I got your number from Donghae... who gave it to Hyukjae." "You're rambling,"the teen said with a chuckle. Jungsu blushed as his heart pounded harshly against his chest. "Why didn't you just get it in the morning then?"
Jungsu paled. "I have things on there I don't want anyone seeing." Kibum raised his eyebrow and turned to looked at the older man questionably. "What things?" The older man sighed. "Pictures of someone." "Oh, that guy... so did you try calling your boyfriend by his real name?" Jungsu looked at the tiled floor. "So you didn't?" Kibum sighed in irritation.
Jongwoon left. He probably isn't back yet. He doesn't know I'm gone. The teenager looked at the older man with interest. "It isn't like that. He actually also left his cell phone at someone's house. Except, he didn't remember it until the man called him. Yesung told me to let the machine pick it up... and this guy is someone Yesung hangs out with almost everyday. Really, I can tell the guy is in love with Yesung, I saw the way he looked at him. Though, this guy-Ryeowook-very casually called him Jongwoon, like he does it all of the time. I think... I think Yesung let's Ryeowook call him by his real name."
Kibum looked at Jungsu's face, as if searching for something. "What would you do if he's in love with the guy?" Jungsu looked back to the floor-when did he even look up-and sighed. "Let them be together. What else?" "What about you?" "I don't know. Can I just have my phone?" Kibum frowned. "On one condition." "What?"
Kibum smiled. "You have to kiss me and show me a picture of your old boyfriend." Jungsu stared shocked at the older man. "No! I'm not going to kiss you! I'm certainly not showing you a picture of Youngwoon!" "You already kissed me and you already talked about him with me." Jungsu sighed.
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"Are you sure it's okay if I stay over?" Hyukjae smiled uncertainly. "It's better than making you go out in the dark. The streets in Seoul could be very dangerous at night." Without Hyukjae even noticing it, Donghae had pushed the man on the bed and straddled him.
Hyukjae blushed as Donghae hovered over him and smirked. The older man turned his face to the side in embarrassment. The teen chuckled and leaned down to kiss the older man's jaw, placing rough hurried kisses. Hyukjae let out a sharp gasp as the teen nipped harshly at the place he was working on earlier.
Hyukjae looked looked forward as Donghae sat back so he was sitting on the older man's abdomen; The older man's eyebrows furrowed in confusion only to be met with another smirk from the teen. "Wha-what about Kibum," Hyukjae questioned in sort gasping breaths as Donghae rolled his hips repeatedly, letting Hyukjae and himself feel immense pleasure.
"What about him?" "He's your... he's your boyfriend. I'm not your boyfriend." "Do you want this, Hyukkie?" Hyukjae blushed and looked down. "Do you want me, Hyukkie?" Hyukjae found himself nodding without being aware of it. "We haven't known each other for long, but I would be willing to break up with him for you! Hyukkie, why can't you see I really like you?"
"This is wrong." "Just stop thinking for once. Please." Hyukjae nodded but blushed due to the confession. If only the teen would have already dumped the other guy, he would be on board with this one hundred percent. However, his thoughts left him when cold fingers brushed against his stomach as his shirt raised the slightest bit to reveal the flesh to Donghae.
"Wow, who would of thought you have abs," Donghae asked and Hyukjae's dace flushed even more than before. He closed his eyes as the teen brought his mouth to a nipple and sucked on it. The older man arched his back as he felt the teen bite the-now hardened-nub/ Donghae licked it to sooth it and then brought his mouth to the left one to continue the same ministrations. Hyukjae couldn't help but squirm.
He couldn't find himself to care about the little voice deep inside his head saying "it's wrong, it's wrong." Because, if it's wrong, why does it feel so right? Hyukjae found his hips raising on their own as the teen tried to pull the jeans off the older man, and for a minute, Hyukjae wonders when Donghae had even unbuttoned his jeans. In fact, when had the teen even move his mouth? He swears he can still feel the sensations even now that the teen isn't doing it anymore.
"Open your legs." hyukjae snapped out of his thoughts as he looked down in between his legs to see the teen looking expectantly at them. He felt his face turn even redder-which he thought was impossible-and for a minute, Yoochun's words flashed in his mind and Hyukjae figured that Yoochun wasn't insinuating anything and he was stating a fact. "W-what?" The teen smiled despite the fact that he rolled his eyes impatiently. He tapped Hyukjae's thigh. "Owner said, open." "You're not my-." His sentence was cut off with his own yelp as his legs were roughly pushed open by Donghae.
Hyukjae eyed the teen with curiosity as the teen went down. He gasped loudly and threw his head back into the bed as he felt exactly what it was the younger was doing. As he tossed his head to the side in pleasure, his hands flew out to tangle in the sheets of the white bed. He only remembers something like this happening once-with Jongwoon. When they were sixteen and wanted to try something new.
Then it had felt so awkward, but now as he feels the tongue entering him repeatedly, thrusting in and out-it feels anything but awkward. It feels hot, pleasurable, more than satisfying, and damn. It feels like pure ecstasy. It's been so long since he was actually on the receiving end-ever since him and Jongwoon had ended things. He found himself whimpering as Donghae pulled away and was going to ask why but when the other started to remove his shirt, and jeans, it was pretty obvious.
He questioned himself briefly:does he really want to do this? Though he lost that thought as he stared at the wet spot that had formed on Donghae's boxers and unconsciously found himself licking his lips. Donghae saw the action and smirked as he palmed himself. "See something you like, Hyukkie?" The older nodded and decided he's never liked that nickname as much as he does now.
He watched as Donghae slipped the boxers off and he found himself blushing for the umpteenth time that night. Recently-almost a month ago,actually-he stayed the night as Jongwoon's house because he was drunk. He walked in on the guy while he was putting boxers on and had seen how... well endowed the man had become since high school.
Hyukjae can't say Donghae is how Jongwoon is, but he's bigger then the man was at seventeen and Hyukjae looks at Donghae's chest as he thinks of how the teen himself is going to be when he is older. He pulled himself out of his endless thoughts to see the teen spit in his hand and cover his cock in the thin layer of saliva.
Hyukjae's eyes widened slightly as he realized that's all the lube he was getting. "It's going to hurt some, Hyukkie." Hyukjae nodded and yes, he knew it was going to hurt, because he knows what it feels like, he's had sex before. He feels a shiver run down his spine as he feels the tip of the other man at his entrance, and he bites his lip as the teen slowly pushes into him.
The video of Donghae and Kibum on Donghae's bed flashes in his mind and he frowns. In that video it looked like the teen likes it rough. What if he's not good enough? "Hyukkie, what's wrong? Why are you frowning?" Hyukjae opened his eyes-when had he closed them? "The... pain," the older man lied. He felt guilty for lying, but telling the truth might not be smart. He buried his face into the covers as Donghae started to move slowly. He wrapped his arms around the other and smiles softly upon hearing, "I love you, Hyukkie."
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Hyukjae lies on his bed and feels the teen snuggle close to his chest. This was all too wrong. Too fast. Too random. Too weird. They spend thirty minutes looking for Donghae's boyfriends, spends two hours alone and then have sex. That's too random, too sudden. Then for Donghae to bring up love. He's only a teenager. What would he possibly know about love? What would he possibly know about love when he doesn't even love his own boyfriend? That word isn't something to be throwing around. A movement by Donghae makes him forget his previous thoughts and he wraps his arms around the teen, pulling the blankets up too.
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"So, you really were going to stay at a hotel? Idiot. Just stay with me." "I don't know you..." Kibum smiled a little. "We had dinner together, made out... we're practically a couple." "No. You and Donghae are a couple, Jongwoon and me are a couple and no one is 'practically a couple.' Got it?" Kibum sneered. "Donghae and me are a couple, Jongwoon and you are a couple. Hyukjae and Donghae are practically a couple, and from what you've told me, Jongwoon and Ryeowook are practically a couple. Plus, look, we've turned your phone on. Jongwoon isn't messaging you any. I bet he decided since you're not home, he'll sleep over that Ryeowook guy's house.
"They're all having fun and being cheaters, and you cheated before, so just do it again, for fucks sake. Literally. Fuck. We should fuck." Jungsu glared at Kibum before leaning over the man to get his phone that was sitting on the couch behind the teen, grabbing is fiercely and pulling his arms away harshly. "I will not stay with you. I'd rather walk back to Seoul."
"Jungsu! Just stay! I won't touch you. Stay." Jungsu turned around uncertain. he actually really didn't want to go out at this time of night in an unfamiliar neighborhood. "Fine." "But-and don't get mad, bare with me, okay?" Jungsu frowned and nodded. "Fine. What?" "I only have one bed, and I desperately want to at least hold you. So could we sleep on that bed together?" Jungsu sneered and opened the front door.
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How he ended up on this bed, with his head on this teen's chest, who has his eyes shut and is breathing heavily and evenly because he's sleeping-Jungsu will never understand. A quick "please,please~hyung!" had brought him here. He looks up to the sleeping face and smiles. When he's not being a hot prick, he's kind of adorable. Wait. hot? Jungsu bit his lip. No, this is a teenager. He can't do this. He has a loving boyfriend... who is probably as some other guy's house. He didn't even realize that he tightened his grip on Kibum, and, too caught up in his thoughts, he didn't feel Kibum's tightened grip on him.
~~Sorry if this fails. Sorry for the smut!fail. I can't write smut that well, so I just went for non-explicit. I hope this chapter is okay. Thank you for silent readers(if I have any XD) commenters and my Jay-J. (: Plus, sorry to Kiteuk haters. Plus sorry for errors, I had fifteen minutes to get this to my notebook to here, on this computer screen. Right now I have three minutes left so I'm gunna post it to miracle now. Thanks for reading! (:
Chapter 9