butterflies
butterflies
YeTeuk, fluff, PG, 431 words
“Let’s date.”
He remembers the soft voice and lovely look on his face and so much afterwards.
Leeteuk could think that this all is a dream, a wonderful dream but butterflies in his stomach and a warm body besides his, doesn’t lie. He places a light kiss on his nose, snuggling close and falls asleep once again. But YeSung’s eyes open wide, and he smiles to himself.
---
More than two weeks later they both are alone in dorms, Leeteuk busily working around the kitchen to clean dishes others left behind. Yesung approaches him secretly and succeed in getting a gasp from his side, when he takes the plate from Leeteuk, fingers lightly brushing against each other.
“Hyung, I’ll do it,” he smiles, and Leeteuk steps away, watching him from side.
“Thanks, you’re gold.”
“But you’re working too much,” Yesung answers.
Leeteuk says nothing, simply following his every movement with his eyes.
Yesung finishes soon and dry his hands in a towel. He turns face to face with Leeteuk and approach him, cornering him between his body and counter. Leeteuk looks at him with a slight surprise, hands loosely hanging on his sides. Yesung holds his hands, give them a light squeeze and starts to speak, “remember that we promised to don’t say words we don’t mean or are not sure. Well, that time I was pretty sure already about something that’s why I asked you to date me. I wasn’t just playing.” Leeteuk nods, his eyes sparkling with a sudden hope that he’s going to say what he thinks that he is going to say. “I’m serious about you.” he gave a light peck on LeeTeuk’s nose and then rested his forehead against LeeTeuk’s, looking deep in his eyes. “And I love you.”
“I-I-” Leeteuk stutters of joy and almost squeals, throwing his arms around his neck. “I do, too. Love you, too.”
“I’m so happy,” Yesung holds him close, burying his head in LeeTeuk’s hair that smells just so nice.
---
Leeteuk ruffles YeSung’s hair, standing behind him in the empty living room. “I’m going now,” he almost whispers with a light smile.
Yesung gives him a heated kiss in answer and squeeze his back lovingly. Leeteuk moans slightly, “If you’re going to continue like this I will not get anywhere.”
“I have no problems with that but you’ll be late,” Yesung breaks their contact and follows him to the hallway.
He takes the scarf and places it around LeeTeuk’s neck slowly. Leeteuk doesn’t stop him, knowing that butterflies will linger for long in his stomach from his touch.
YeTeuk, fluff, PG, 431 words
“Let’s date.”
He remembers the soft voice and lovely look on his face and so much afterwards.
Leeteuk could think that this all is a dream, a wonderful dream but butterflies in his stomach and a warm body besides his, doesn’t lie. He places a light kiss on his nose, snuggling close and falls asleep once again. But YeSung’s eyes open wide, and he smiles to himself.
---
More than two weeks later they both are alone in dorms, Leeteuk busily working around the kitchen to clean dishes others left behind. Yesung approaches him secretly and succeed in getting a gasp from his side, when he takes the plate from Leeteuk, fingers lightly brushing against each other.
“Hyung, I’ll do it,” he smiles, and Leeteuk steps away, watching him from side.
“Thanks, you’re gold.”
“But you’re working too much,” Yesung answers.
Leeteuk says nothing, simply following his every movement with his eyes.
Yesung finishes soon and dry his hands in a towel. He turns face to face with Leeteuk and approach him, cornering him between his body and counter. Leeteuk looks at him with a slight surprise, hands loosely hanging on his sides. Yesung holds his hands, give them a light squeeze and starts to speak, “remember that we promised to don’t say words we don’t mean or are not sure. Well, that time I was pretty sure already about something that’s why I asked you to date me. I wasn’t just playing.” Leeteuk nods, his eyes sparkling with a sudden hope that he’s going to say what he thinks that he is going to say. “I’m serious about you.” he gave a light peck on LeeTeuk’s nose and then rested his forehead against LeeTeuk’s, looking deep in his eyes. “And I love you.”
“I-I-” Leeteuk stutters of joy and almost squeals, throwing his arms around his neck. “I do, too. Love you, too.”
“I’m so happy,” Yesung holds him close, burying his head in LeeTeuk’s hair that smells just so nice.
---
Leeteuk ruffles YeSung’s hair, standing behind him in the empty living room. “I’m going now,” he almost whispers with a light smile.
Yesung gives him a heated kiss in answer and squeeze his back lovingly. Leeteuk moans slightly, “If you’re going to continue like this I will not get anywhere.”
“I have no problems with that but you’ll be late,” Yesung breaks their contact and follows him to the hallway.
He takes the scarf and places it around LeeTeuk’s neck slowly. Leeteuk doesn’t stop him, knowing that butterflies will linger for long in his stomach from his touch.