Snapshot 11
Title: Snapshot
author: suju_shinki
pairing: yoosu
genre: drama, fluff, comedy, boardingschool au
length: 11/?
summary: Junsu has a boyfriend. And he has Yoochun
11. The Blowjob
It felt like an eternity before Yoochun got to go back to school again. It was a painful realisation that he didn't have any friends outside of school, so he was basically on the phone with either Jaejoong or Junsu for the hours they weren't in class. But it was Sunday night and he was back. The looks he got weren't too hostile so he assumed the issue had died down.
Junsu was waiting in front of Yoochun's room when he arrived.
"Hey," Junsu grinned and hugged him. Yoochun hugged him back and pressed a kiss onto his cheek. "Missed me?" Junsu asked taking Yoochun's bag. Yoochun opened the door and let them in.
"Missed me?" Yoochun retorted. Junsu dropped the bag and they kissed, long and slow.
They fell onto Yoochun's bed carefully. "Jaejoong can arrive any second," Yoochun said, stroking Junsu's neck with his thumb.
"That's okay. I need to tell you something anyway. I talked to Taegoon, last week right? And I gave him back all his things but he wouldn't take back the necklace," Junsu said, taking the silver necklace out from under his shirt. "He said he wanted me to keep it, as friends."
Yoochun frowned. "I don't like that idea at all."
"I don't have to wear it," he said quickly and took it off. "But I can keep it, right?"
"I don't know...why didn't you just give it back to him? You could have just left it in his room, right?"
"You didn't see his face, Yoochun. I felt so bad for him-"
"Look at my face, Junsu. I don't want it. Would like it if I owned some other guy's necklace? I'll buy you a new one, just give that one back or throw it out, I don't care."
Junsu looked at the necklace in his hand for a bit and then nodded. "Okay," he said. "I'll give it back."
"Thank you. Kiss," Yoochun said and Junsu let out a little laugh before pressing their lips together.
"Hey, are you my boyfriend yet?" Junsu smiled into their kiss.
Yoochun laughed and bit down on Junsu's lower lip softly. "I guess I have to be now."
Yoochun felt Jaejoong's judging eyes on them. Clearly still not very impressed with Junsu's new presence in everything they did. Yoochun knew it made Junsu feel uncomfortable and it was the reason why he stopped hanging around them as much after only two days.
"Hey, I'll talk to you later, okay?" Junsu said, patting Yoochun's thigh.
"Okay," Yoochun sighed and watched him walked away from their table.
"You are such a douche, Jaejoong," he said.
"Excuse me for not forgetting what a dick he has been," Jaejoong shrugged. "I still don't trust him, sorry."
"Maybe you should spend more time getting to know him instead of judging him," Yoochun frowned. "And if I can look past that shit, why shouldn't you be able to?"
"It's hard, okay? He hurt two of my friends. I just don't like him."
"Then do it for me. Try to be a little less hostile when he's around. I don't want to choose who I sit with from now on, because Jae, you'll be sitting alone."
"You're an ungrateful dick," Jaejoong murmured. "I bet you'd rather be in his pants right now."
"Duh."
"Then go. Stop distracting me from my project."
"Are you sure?" Yoochun grinned and was already standing up.
"I'll be up in an hour," Jaejoong warned. "I will kill you if I walk in on nakedness."
"Nice,"Yoochun smirked. Junsu saw him coming and met him halfway between their tables. "Where are you heading?" He asked.
"Upstairs," Yoochun answered. "You coming?"
A hint of realisation took over Junsu's expression. They left the study hall and were in Yoochun's room, on his bed in no time.
They were entangled in a fast kiss with their teeth clicking, their tongues clashing and their hands getting stuck in each other's clothes.
Junsu pushed himself up and took his shirt off. "Wait," he panted. "Do you have anything? Lube, condoms?"
Yoochun shook his head and growled in frustration. He pulled Junsu to lie down next to him and kissed his ear. "Something is better than nothing, right?" He asked as he gingerly fingered the waistband of Junsu's track pants. Junsu nodded and slid his hands under Yoochun's shirt, up to his chest before Yoochun took it off completely. Junsu put his arms around Yoochun's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. Junsu spread his legs and he fit in perfectly. As they kissed Yoochun's hand travelled down to Junsu's pants again. He pulled them down just enough for his bulge to be more than clear in his grey boxers.
"Are you nervous?" Junsu asked softly and Yoochun looked at him before nodding. He wanted to say something smart or sexy, but unfortunately nothing came out.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to," Junsu said. "I'm fine with just kissing."
Well that was a lie, Yoochun thought.
"I'm not scared," he finally brought out. "Just nervous, that's all."
"Good, now relax," Junsu smiled up at him and Yoochun couldn't help but think that would have been a flawless picture.
They kissed again, slow this time and Yoochun's hands found their way to Junsu's pants again on their own. Junsu's breath hitched when he got squeezed through his boxers. Yoochun did it again, rubbing his palm up and down his length. Junsu's breathing was getting heavier and heavier until he finally let out a throaty moan, sending shivers down Yoochun's spine.
"That feels good," Junsu whispered and Yoochun realised he must be embarrassed.
"Good," he said. "It's going to get better." He slid Junsu's boxers down a bit and the tip of his cock appeared, completely red and bothered. He touched it, let his thumb caress it before sliding his hand into Junsu's boxer completely, fisting his entire length.
"Oh fuck," Junsu muttered and spread his legs wider.
Yoochun stroked him, gently at first and them firmly. Junsu had his eyes closed and Yoochun thought it was the perfect moment. He bent down and dragged his tongue over the length of Junsu's cock.
"Fuck, Yoochun," Junsu moaned and Yoochun had to hold him steady to get it into his mouth again. He couldn't get it in very far before gagging, but thought he could learn along the way. He sucked him off and from what he had tasted Junsu's cum wasn't to bad so he let him cum in his mouth. He hesitated for a few seconds whether he could chug down his entire load and whether Junsu would be mad if he spit it out. Instead he looked away and swallowed it bit by bit. When he looked back, he was stunned. Junsu was looking so vulnerable, so gorgeous, so incredible perfect.
He couldn't help himself. He got his camera, tucked Junsu back into his pants and hovered over him.
"What are you doing?" Junsu laughed and weakly tried to push the camera away. "This is just for me," Yoochun said. "Smile?"
Junsu did smile, he smiled and it felt like a miracle that Yoochun's heart didn't burst.