2Jun ONESHOT ㅋㅋㅋ
Random ONESHOT warning... I'm sorry, but this couple intreagues me.
Deal with it. And I'm typing it on the spot so, it may or may not be r rated hahaha.
Ok go.
Junhyung wasn't one to cling to people. His best friend Yoseob was the only exception. Others were close to him, just never close enough for him to trust them with his secrets or buy them gifts on the holidays. He preferred his life like that. He only wanted one person to be able to control him the way Yoseob did. If anyone else had that sort of hold on him, he'd go crazy.
He wasn't aware that his little world of two wasn't likely to last.
It began with mutual stares from across the workplace. He first methods shining mocha eyes in a conference meeting, and he didn't know if he was intimidated or annoyed by the man's prying eyes, but he couldn't help but steal glances back.
Junhyung wasn't sure if he had the right idea when - after te meeting - he subtly followed the stranger down the stairwell at a distance. He ended up outside in the cold.
"Yah," the stranger called and Junhyungs head whipped around to face him. His face was stern - serious - but still attractive in his own unique way. "You keen?" he asked, turning his head to the side. Junhyung didn't know how to answer that.
"Ne?"
"I said 'you keen?'" Junhyung tried to figure out what he was referring to. Did the stranger have drugs? "What, are fourteen? Do you want to fuck or not?" Junhyung's eyes widened slightly and his eyebrows disappeared behind his fringe.
"Ne?" he asked again, more shocked that before. The stranger laughed.
"You're surprisingly cute for someone with so much swag. Look, if you want to fuck, meet me here tonight." The stranger offered Junhyung a piece of paper, which he took and looked at for a moment. "Name's Yoon Dujun." Junhyung watched as his hyung walked towards the car park.
Yong Junhyung," he called after a pause.
"Ne? I like it," Dujun called back over his shoulder, but he didn't stop walking. Junhyung was suddenly so displaced. He had never been so overwhelmed by a person in his life. What was it about that man that made him so speechless? So clueless? So spacey?
He wanted to know, so he went.
That night, he discovered the only other person he wanted to let into his little bubble of happiness. As his inexperienced hips rocked in time with Dujun's, he found himself staring at his hyung's euphoric face. He hadn't had sex since highschool, and hadn't really cared to - people weren't his strong point - but Dujun made him want to. Dujun made him want a lot of things.
As time went by, they met like that. Always at Dujun's house, always at night, always for a fuck - or two - and then Junhyung would drive home alone. Junhyung didn't keep it a secret; he told Yoseob after the first visit, and got a surprised 'ah, jinjja?' but that was about all. Yoseob was completely supportive and always cheerful no matter what, but he always had his head in the clouds.
Junhyung wandered why Yoseob wasn't surprised by it. Junhyung was letting someone else in. Someone he barely even knew. He himself was surprised by it.
It was about their fifth meeting, a little over two months after the first, and Junhyung started things a little differently. When he rang Dujun's doorbell to his apartment, he asked him to dinner.
"Ne?" Dujun said, his voice clearly shocked.
"I said..."
"Aniyo, I heard you. I just... Junhyung, just come up - I don't want to go to dinner."
"Waeyo?" There was a long pause. Junhyung was sure this was the longest conversation they'd ever had. He bit his bottom lip as he waited for his hyung's answer.
"Because we're not dating, babo, we're just fucking. Aish..." Junhyung didn't like how that hit him. He felt suddenly - odd... Hurt.
Junhyung let go of the button and stared at the brick wall. He cleared his throat.
Putting his brave face on, he reached up for the button again.
"Hyung,"
"Ne Junhyung-ah,"
"Will you go out with me?" Dujun's quiet groan of frustration was just loud enough. It made Junhyung feel like such a child. He didn't want to let go of the button, but at the same time, he did.
"Junhyung-ah... I don't want to talk to you like this; can you come up?"
"Aniyo - agree to go out with me." Junhyung didn't like that Dujun was avoiding his proposal.
"Please come up."
"Agree."
"This isn't funny, Junhyung - you're acting like a real ass."
"Who's the one fucking around with my feelings, yah?!" Dujun sighed.
"Stay there." And then Dujun was gone from the line. Junhyung shouted at nothing and kicked the wall.
He waited for about twenty seconds and then heard the glass doors of the lobby open.
"Yah, Junhyung-ah," Dujun said and Junhyung turned around to face him. "What's all this about dating? Ne? Why can't it just stay like this?"
Junhyung's boot scraped the concrete floor and his eyes stayed downcast. He hadn't been faced with this kind of confrontation before.
"I don't know. Saranghaeyo." He looked up then and met a pair of very shocked eyes. He gulped. He wished he'd said something less... Obvious.
"Ani, you don't. You can't, Junhyungie, I have a girlfriend."
And that's when Junhyung's while world came crashing down. He was glad Yoseob didn't get excited. He was glad he and Dujun hadn't had real conversations.
Junhyung told himself he learnt a lesson from all that; don't follow strangers down stairwells.
Wow, what just happened?
Remind me not to write on impulse.
ㅋㅋ oh dear this was bad.
Kbai.
Lolcat.
Deal with it. And I'm typing it on the spot so, it may or may not be r rated hahaha.
Ok go.
Junhyung wasn't one to cling to people. His best friend Yoseob was the only exception. Others were close to him, just never close enough for him to trust them with his secrets or buy them gifts on the holidays. He preferred his life like that. He only wanted one person to be able to control him the way Yoseob did. If anyone else had that sort of hold on him, he'd go crazy.
He wasn't aware that his little world of two wasn't likely to last.
It began with mutual stares from across the workplace. He first methods shining mocha eyes in a conference meeting, and he didn't know if he was intimidated or annoyed by the man's prying eyes, but he couldn't help but steal glances back.
Junhyung wasn't sure if he had the right idea when - after te meeting - he subtly followed the stranger down the stairwell at a distance. He ended up outside in the cold.
"Yah," the stranger called and Junhyungs head whipped around to face him. His face was stern - serious - but still attractive in his own unique way. "You keen?" he asked, turning his head to the side. Junhyung didn't know how to answer that.
"Ne?"
"I said 'you keen?'" Junhyung tried to figure out what he was referring to. Did the stranger have drugs? "What, are fourteen? Do you want to fuck or not?" Junhyung's eyes widened slightly and his eyebrows disappeared behind his fringe.
"Ne?" he asked again, more shocked that before. The stranger laughed.
"You're surprisingly cute for someone with so much swag. Look, if you want to fuck, meet me here tonight." The stranger offered Junhyung a piece of paper, which he took and looked at for a moment. "Name's Yoon Dujun." Junhyung watched as his hyung walked towards the car park.
Yong Junhyung," he called after a pause.
"Ne? I like it," Dujun called back over his shoulder, but he didn't stop walking. Junhyung was suddenly so displaced. He had never been so overwhelmed by a person in his life. What was it about that man that made him so speechless? So clueless? So spacey?
He wanted to know, so he went.
That night, he discovered the only other person he wanted to let into his little bubble of happiness. As his inexperienced hips rocked in time with Dujun's, he found himself staring at his hyung's euphoric face. He hadn't had sex since highschool, and hadn't really cared to - people weren't his strong point - but Dujun made him want to. Dujun made him want a lot of things.
As time went by, they met like that. Always at Dujun's house, always at night, always for a fuck - or two - and then Junhyung would drive home alone. Junhyung didn't keep it a secret; he told Yoseob after the first visit, and got a surprised 'ah, jinjja?' but that was about all. Yoseob was completely supportive and always cheerful no matter what, but he always had his head in the clouds.
Junhyung wandered why Yoseob wasn't surprised by it. Junhyung was letting someone else in. Someone he barely even knew. He himself was surprised by it.
It was about their fifth meeting, a little over two months after the first, and Junhyung started things a little differently. When he rang Dujun's doorbell to his apartment, he asked him to dinner.
"Ne?" Dujun said, his voice clearly shocked.
"I said..."
"Aniyo, I heard you. I just... Junhyung, just come up - I don't want to go to dinner."
"Waeyo?" There was a long pause. Junhyung was sure this was the longest conversation they'd ever had. He bit his bottom lip as he waited for his hyung's answer.
"Because we're not dating, babo, we're just fucking. Aish..." Junhyung didn't like how that hit him. He felt suddenly - odd... Hurt.
Junhyung let go of the button and stared at the brick wall. He cleared his throat.
Putting his brave face on, he reached up for the button again.
"Hyung,"
"Ne Junhyung-ah,"
"Will you go out with me?" Dujun's quiet groan of frustration was just loud enough. It made Junhyung feel like such a child. He didn't want to let go of the button, but at the same time, he did.
"Junhyung-ah... I don't want to talk to you like this; can you come up?"
"Aniyo - agree to go out with me." Junhyung didn't like that Dujun was avoiding his proposal.
"Please come up."
"Agree."
"This isn't funny, Junhyung - you're acting like a real ass."
"Who's the one fucking around with my feelings, yah?!" Dujun sighed.
"Stay there." And then Dujun was gone from the line. Junhyung shouted at nothing and kicked the wall.
He waited for about twenty seconds and then heard the glass doors of the lobby open.
"Yah, Junhyung-ah," Dujun said and Junhyung turned around to face him. "What's all this about dating? Ne? Why can't it just stay like this?"
Junhyung's boot scraped the concrete floor and his eyes stayed downcast. He hadn't been faced with this kind of confrontation before.
"I don't know. Saranghaeyo." He looked up then and met a pair of very shocked eyes. He gulped. He wished he'd said something less... Obvious.
"Ani, you don't. You can't, Junhyungie, I have a girlfriend."
And that's when Junhyung's while world came crashing down. He was glad Yoseob didn't get excited. He was glad he and Dujun hadn't had real conversations.
Junhyung told himself he learnt a lesson from all that; don't follow strangers down stairwells.
Wow, what just happened?
Remind me not to write on impulse.
ㅋㅋ oh dear this was bad.
Kbai.
Lolcat.