Dangerously Low - Oneshot
Title: Dangerously Low
Author: ~robin~
Length: One-shot
Genre: AU
Rating: R
Bands: TVXQ/DBSK
Pairing: Jaeho/Yunjae
Warning: Yaoi, Language
Disclaimer: That would be a nice gift.
Summary: Yoochun had dragged Yunho into various clubs before but the latter always end up unsatisfied for he was too choosy for his own good.
Notes: Inspired by the song Low. I could have done a more detailed fic but decided not to. Unbeta'd
*._.* ._.* anthology *._.*._.*
Yoochun was half-dragging a reluctant Yunho towards the entrance of a bar he had just found recently. “Come on. I assure you’ll have a great time tonight.”
“Why does that line sound familiar?” The tall man made a face as he gave a sarcastic reply.
“Seriously, this time it’s true. It’s not like those gay bars we’ve been to.” The shorter ushered the other and even opened the door for him.
There was an excitement in the other’s voice that made Yunho believe what the other saying was true, well just a bit. He knew best not to trust the other’s words when it comes to having a great time.
As soon as the two got in, loud music filled their ears with mixed voices on the side for the place was quite crowded. The bar was lit with red fluorescent lights all over and some blue laser at random spots. There was a stage, and a dance floor just below it, ahead of them.
The place gave Yunho a musky feel as the music’s beat made his heart thump along with it. If not for his fine self-control, he would have been dancing already. He trailed behind Yoochun who was heading to god-knows-where. On their way, he noticed something odd. He had been hearing the word ‘hero’ a couple of times ever since they had stepped inside the club. But then, it wasn’t his business anyway so he shrugged it off.
Finally, Yoochun came into a halt in front of round table which was nearest to the dance floor. “Wait ‘till you see the star of the night.” He mumbled as he took a seat.
Yunho followed the younger’s example and took a seat across him. “What’s that?” He failed to catch the other’s words as he was busy taking in the new environment.
The younger grunted for he hated repeating himself. “I said you’ll be thanking me later.” His negative expression was replaced with a grin in an instant as he remembered the reason why they were at the club in the first place. He himself was excited but he was more thrilled at what Yunho’s reaction would be after the night.
The elder could only shrug as a response. He couldn’t see anything special in the place; in fact, he had seen fancier bars before. “Aren’t you getting us some drinks? You were the one who dragged me here so don’t expect me to make such effort.” He demanded.
More than gladly, Yoochun complied with his companion’s request. He was just happy he had managed to bring the other along with him, again. He had dragged Yunho to different places before, in hopes that the other could take a break from the stress that work had brought upon him. Unfortunately, Yunho had never been satisfied and gave up, meaning, leaving Yoochun to go clubbing on his own.
Tapping his fingers on the table, he looked around a bit. Both men and women filled the place so this couldn’t be another gay bar, unless those ladies are transsexual. He hope not, just the thought of it gave him the chills. He had long since admitted his sexual orientation but never once he was attracted to a transsexual. But never get it wrong, he wasn’t a sissy and will never be one. To put it simply, Girly boys weren’t his type. Then again, he wasn’t up for muscled men as well. Yunho was choosy, that was a fact.
Yoochun wasn’t alone when he got back at their table. He pulled a chair for his new companion which earned him an odd look from Yunho. When the two had settled on their seats, Yoochun finally introduced the other man, who looked more like a boy. “Yunho, this is Junsu.” He pointed at the blonde beside him. He then leaned towards the said blonde and whispered something, making sure Yunho couldn’t here it.
The eldest of the three lifted an eyebrow but shrugged it of the next moment; it probably wasn’t his business, again. He turned his head at the dance floor to watch the bodies moving haphazardly, the movements were way too all over the place to his liking. He tried to find someone that interested him but found none. He then rolled his eyes and took the glass sitting at their table and took a sip. The bitter liquid burned his throat but he didn’t mind the least. What bothered him more was the fact that he had been fooled by his friend again. “Here I was thinking that it would be different this time.”
“Patience, my friend, patience.” Yoochun replied with a grin.
“I’m leaving in ten minutes.” He took another sip as he found the drink rather good. It was soothing in a way he couldn’t quite figure out. “Seeing that you found yourself a company, there won’t be a need for me here.” He set the glass down. He knew he had not a bit of friendliness in him and he see no point in hiding it.
Instead of replying, Yoochun turned to Junsu. “How many minutes left?”
The blonde lifted his arm to check the time. “Six. You are just in time. I was afraid you might miss it.” He smiled.
“Let’s see if you could get your ass up your seat in ten minutes.” Yoochun laughed along with Junsu.
A frown made it to Yunho’s great features when the two laughed but he didn’t ask any further, ten minutes wasn’t that long after all. He then noticed that the atmosphere had gotten hotter and his heartbeat had settled despite the loud music. He himself was feeling musky at the moment.
Six minutes had gone by and familiar beat rebounded all over the place and it seemed to be louder than the other songs for it made Yunho’s heart thump again. All the lights faded and everyone was screaming, not out of fear but something else. A lone light was then spotted on the stage, illuminating a particular figure.
Yunho set his eyes on the stage, still with his heavy beating heart. He didn’t know exactly if it was the music’s doing or something he couldn’t put his finger on. His eyes landed on a man in a black wife beater and baggy sweat pants, wearing a white baseball cap which obscured his face.
The black wife beater gave an emphasis to the man’s white skin that seemed to be covered in quite an amount of lotion for it glistened. There was no denying the flawless smoothness of his skin even from afar. The top the man was wearing fitted his perfectly sculpted body, perfectly. The black clothing ended atop the rim of his pants so there was a good view of his delicious-looking flesh. The sweat pants were wore way too low and Yunho was afraid it might fall anytime for they were set more than an inch below the man’s pelvis.
The lights were once again turned off, causing Yunho to bite his lip in disappointment. But he didn’t suffered for long for the red lights were back on, focusing on the man who currently owned everyone’s eyes, illuminating the beautiful form. Yunho needn’t have to look just to confirm that the whole club was looking at the man, besides, he couldn’t bring himself to take his eyes off of him.
What seemed to be incoherent screams earlier had turned to a loud chanting of ‘hero’. It was then that the idea hit Yunho. So, this Hero was the one Yoochun addressed as the star of the night. Well, he deserved the title.
Hero started moving, taking a step forward with his head bowed down. He then snapped his head backwards along with the music, sending his cap flying. His face was then on full display for everyone to ravish. Generally, his unearthly features were soft but his eyes told a different story. It was piercing in the most inviting manner.
As much as Yunho wanted to look at his eyes, he couldn’t ignore Hero’s body that was screaming at him, craving for his attention. His eyes trailed lower, and lower, until it reached the other’s uncovered waist. It almost sent Yunho to the edge when the other started moving his hips, slowly at first. He was once again thankful for having a good sense of self-control. But when Hero started to sway his hips harder and faster, Yunho felt his so-called self-control leaving him slowly. He could only bite his lip as he watched the figure move his body like there was no tomorrow.
Hero pushed his head forward to make a wave effect with his whole body, unconsciously sending a particular Yunho into waves of pleasure.
When the wave made it to Hero’s hips, Yunho was so damn captivated to notice the odd stares directed at him from his two companions. Heck, he even forgot about their presence.
The figure on the stage turned around ever so sensually just to tap his ass in an enticing way.
“Oh god.” The tall man mumbled to himself, unable to suppress the feelings brought about by the beautiful man’s mad dancing skills and undeniably sexy body. Much to his dislike, Hero disappeared in an instant as he jumped of the stage and his view was blocked by the insignificant people on the dance floor. He sulked and looked down, noticing he had a hard on. He blushed as embarrassment swallowed him. He was ashamed of the fact that he could be seduced easily, not to mention by someone he didn’t even know.
Hero jumped off the stage and strutted forward. He carried an untouchable sort of atmosphere around him, making the people make a way for him. The sea of people parted in half and he spotted a man straight ahead who wasn’t looking at him. He struck a casual pose when he stopped on his track, looking at the man intently. Above everything, he disliked not having everyone’s attention. He waited for the other to feel his stare and when the man did, he continued walking towards him. He had never gone further than the border of the dance floor before for it was out of his comfort zone. He knew everything could happen, judging by the lustful looks thrown his way. But this time, just this time, he wanted to take a risk.
Yunho’s eyes was now back on the sexy being. It was hard to believe but Hero was looking back at him as he got closer and closer and closer. He seemed to be in a daze for the next thing he noticed was the unfamiliar sent that spelled hotness. As unbelievable as it was, he couldn’t bring himself to blink. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the hips, which had stolen a good half of his sanity earlier that was now literally in front of his face. His eyes again traveled lower only to find Hero’s legs that ended with a pair of Reeboks. He slowly looked back up slowly and found Hero looking down at him so intently he could almost see fire in them.
Hero keenly eyed the object of his interest as he placed a hand on the other’s shoulder. He could already feel the man’s well sculpted muscle with just a simple touch. The knowledge he had gained gave birth to a grin on his lusciously tempting red lips. He then grinded his hips, knowing full well what its effect on the other would be.
Yunho didn’t think he could get excited more than he already was. Watching Hero tasted like ecstasy, felt like hell in a heavenly way he couldn’t explain. He was about to stand up and reach for the other when the hand on his shoulder stopped him from doing so.
Stopping the man’s action, he started dancing, grinding his hips in front of the other’s face. His hand started trailing down to the other’s chest as he himself got lower, lower, lower, swaying his hips in the process. When his face leveled the other, he bit his lips seductively as if he found a treasure. He found Yunho extremely handsome, he was quite a catch. He got closer, almost sitting at the other but didn’t stop his movements. A smirk formed on his lips as he felt the man’s cold fingers on his exposed hip. He noticed the slight movement they were making over his pelvis, it was the slightest of movements but he didn’t miss it. He leaned forward, rubbing his cheek ever so faintly against the other’s until his lips leveled the man’s ears. “Jaejoong is the name-” he whispered with a husky voice before pulling away only to come face to face with him. “-you should never forget.” He continued brushing his lips against the other’s.
Before Yunho could retaliate, Hero had completely pulled back away from him, leaving him aching, literally and not. He clenched his fist for it was the only thing he could do at the moment.
“You okay?”
Yoochun’s voice brought him back to reality, the painful reality. He looked around and Hero was nowhere in sight.
Yoochun patted the elder on the shoulder, looking at him worriedly. “He got you bad, Yunho.”
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A/N: I'm quite ashamed for writing this. Gosh~ i've been writing a lot of R-rated stuff lately..*hides face*
Okay, i apologize for locing this fic. I didn't even know it was locked. I have not any excuse but my own stupidity. Im really sorry. To those who added me, i added you back~ but you can delete me on your friends list if you want to^^
Author: ~robin~
Length: One-shot
Genre: AU
Rating: R
Bands: TVXQ/DBSK
Pairing: Jaeho/Yunjae
Warning: Yaoi, Language
Disclaimer: That would be a nice gift.
Summary: Yoochun had dragged Yunho into various clubs before but the latter always end up unsatisfied for he was too choosy for his own good.
Notes: Inspired by the song Low. I could have done a more detailed fic but decided not to. Unbeta'd
*._.* ._.* anthology *._.*._.*
Yoochun was half-dragging a reluctant Yunho towards the entrance of a bar he had just found recently. “Come on. I assure you’ll have a great time tonight.”
“Why does that line sound familiar?” The tall man made a face as he gave a sarcastic reply.
“Seriously, this time it’s true. It’s not like those gay bars we’ve been to.” The shorter ushered the other and even opened the door for him.
There was an excitement in the other’s voice that made Yunho believe what the other saying was true, well just a bit. He knew best not to trust the other’s words when it comes to having a great time.
As soon as the two got in, loud music filled their ears with mixed voices on the side for the place was quite crowded. The bar was lit with red fluorescent lights all over and some blue laser at random spots. There was a stage, and a dance floor just below it, ahead of them.
The place gave Yunho a musky feel as the music’s beat made his heart thump along with it. If not for his fine self-control, he would have been dancing already. He trailed behind Yoochun who was heading to god-knows-where. On their way, he noticed something odd. He had been hearing the word ‘hero’ a couple of times ever since they had stepped inside the club. But then, it wasn’t his business anyway so he shrugged it off.
Finally, Yoochun came into a halt in front of round table which was nearest to the dance floor. “Wait ‘till you see the star of the night.” He mumbled as he took a seat.
Yunho followed the younger’s example and took a seat across him. “What’s that?” He failed to catch the other’s words as he was busy taking in the new environment.
The younger grunted for he hated repeating himself. “I said you’ll be thanking me later.” His negative expression was replaced with a grin in an instant as he remembered the reason why they were at the club in the first place. He himself was excited but he was more thrilled at what Yunho’s reaction would be after the night.
The elder could only shrug as a response. He couldn’t see anything special in the place; in fact, he had seen fancier bars before. “Aren’t you getting us some drinks? You were the one who dragged me here so don’t expect me to make such effort.” He demanded.
More than gladly, Yoochun complied with his companion’s request. He was just happy he had managed to bring the other along with him, again. He had dragged Yunho to different places before, in hopes that the other could take a break from the stress that work had brought upon him. Unfortunately, Yunho had never been satisfied and gave up, meaning, leaving Yoochun to go clubbing on his own.
Tapping his fingers on the table, he looked around a bit. Both men and women filled the place so this couldn’t be another gay bar, unless those ladies are transsexual. He hope not, just the thought of it gave him the chills. He had long since admitted his sexual orientation but never once he was attracted to a transsexual. But never get it wrong, he wasn’t a sissy and will never be one. To put it simply, Girly boys weren’t his type. Then again, he wasn’t up for muscled men as well. Yunho was choosy, that was a fact.
Yoochun wasn’t alone when he got back at their table. He pulled a chair for his new companion which earned him an odd look from Yunho. When the two had settled on their seats, Yoochun finally introduced the other man, who looked more like a boy. “Yunho, this is Junsu.” He pointed at the blonde beside him. He then leaned towards the said blonde and whispered something, making sure Yunho couldn’t here it.
The eldest of the three lifted an eyebrow but shrugged it of the next moment; it probably wasn’t his business, again. He turned his head at the dance floor to watch the bodies moving haphazardly, the movements were way too all over the place to his liking. He tried to find someone that interested him but found none. He then rolled his eyes and took the glass sitting at their table and took a sip. The bitter liquid burned his throat but he didn’t mind the least. What bothered him more was the fact that he had been fooled by his friend again. “Here I was thinking that it would be different this time.”
“Patience, my friend, patience.” Yoochun replied with a grin.
“I’m leaving in ten minutes.” He took another sip as he found the drink rather good. It was soothing in a way he couldn’t quite figure out. “Seeing that you found yourself a company, there won’t be a need for me here.” He set the glass down. He knew he had not a bit of friendliness in him and he see no point in hiding it.
Instead of replying, Yoochun turned to Junsu. “How many minutes left?”
The blonde lifted his arm to check the time. “Six. You are just in time. I was afraid you might miss it.” He smiled.
“Let’s see if you could get your ass up your seat in ten minutes.” Yoochun laughed along with Junsu.
A frown made it to Yunho’s great features when the two laughed but he didn’t ask any further, ten minutes wasn’t that long after all. He then noticed that the atmosphere had gotten hotter and his heartbeat had settled despite the loud music. He himself was feeling musky at the moment.
Six minutes had gone by and familiar beat rebounded all over the place and it seemed to be louder than the other songs for it made Yunho’s heart thump again. All the lights faded and everyone was screaming, not out of fear but something else. A lone light was then spotted on the stage, illuminating a particular figure.
Yunho set his eyes on the stage, still with his heavy beating heart. He didn’t know exactly if it was the music’s doing or something he couldn’t put his finger on. His eyes landed on a man in a black wife beater and baggy sweat pants, wearing a white baseball cap which obscured his face.
The black wife beater gave an emphasis to the man’s white skin that seemed to be covered in quite an amount of lotion for it glistened. There was no denying the flawless smoothness of his skin even from afar. The top the man was wearing fitted his perfectly sculpted body, perfectly. The black clothing ended atop the rim of his pants so there was a good view of his delicious-looking flesh. The sweat pants were wore way too low and Yunho was afraid it might fall anytime for they were set more than an inch below the man’s pelvis.
The lights were once again turned off, causing Yunho to bite his lip in disappointment. But he didn’t suffered for long for the red lights were back on, focusing on the man who currently owned everyone’s eyes, illuminating the beautiful form. Yunho needn’t have to look just to confirm that the whole club was looking at the man, besides, he couldn’t bring himself to take his eyes off of him.
What seemed to be incoherent screams earlier had turned to a loud chanting of ‘hero’. It was then that the idea hit Yunho. So, this Hero was the one Yoochun addressed as the star of the night. Well, he deserved the title.
Hero started moving, taking a step forward with his head bowed down. He then snapped his head backwards along with the music, sending his cap flying. His face was then on full display for everyone to ravish. Generally, his unearthly features were soft but his eyes told a different story. It was piercing in the most inviting manner.
As much as Yunho wanted to look at his eyes, he couldn’t ignore Hero’s body that was screaming at him, craving for his attention. His eyes trailed lower, and lower, until it reached the other’s uncovered waist. It almost sent Yunho to the edge when the other started moving his hips, slowly at first. He was once again thankful for having a good sense of self-control. But when Hero started to sway his hips harder and faster, Yunho felt his so-called self-control leaving him slowly. He could only bite his lip as he watched the figure move his body like there was no tomorrow.
Hero pushed his head forward to make a wave effect with his whole body, unconsciously sending a particular Yunho into waves of pleasure.
When the wave made it to Hero’s hips, Yunho was so damn captivated to notice the odd stares directed at him from his two companions. Heck, he even forgot about their presence.
The figure on the stage turned around ever so sensually just to tap his ass in an enticing way.
“Oh god.” The tall man mumbled to himself, unable to suppress the feelings brought about by the beautiful man’s mad dancing skills and undeniably sexy body. Much to his dislike, Hero disappeared in an instant as he jumped of the stage and his view was blocked by the insignificant people on the dance floor. He sulked and looked down, noticing he had a hard on. He blushed as embarrassment swallowed him. He was ashamed of the fact that he could be seduced easily, not to mention by someone he didn’t even know.
Hero jumped off the stage and strutted forward. He carried an untouchable sort of atmosphere around him, making the people make a way for him. The sea of people parted in half and he spotted a man straight ahead who wasn’t looking at him. He struck a casual pose when he stopped on his track, looking at the man intently. Above everything, he disliked not having everyone’s attention. He waited for the other to feel his stare and when the man did, he continued walking towards him. He had never gone further than the border of the dance floor before for it was out of his comfort zone. He knew everything could happen, judging by the lustful looks thrown his way. But this time, just this time, he wanted to take a risk.
Yunho’s eyes was now back on the sexy being. It was hard to believe but Hero was looking back at him as he got closer and closer and closer. He seemed to be in a daze for the next thing he noticed was the unfamiliar sent that spelled hotness. As unbelievable as it was, he couldn’t bring himself to blink. He couldn’t take his eyes off of the hips, which had stolen a good half of his sanity earlier that was now literally in front of his face. His eyes again traveled lower only to find Hero’s legs that ended with a pair of Reeboks. He slowly looked back up slowly and found Hero looking down at him so intently he could almost see fire in them.
Hero keenly eyed the object of his interest as he placed a hand on the other’s shoulder. He could already feel the man’s well sculpted muscle with just a simple touch. The knowledge he had gained gave birth to a grin on his lusciously tempting red lips. He then grinded his hips, knowing full well what its effect on the other would be.
Yunho didn’t think he could get excited more than he already was. Watching Hero tasted like ecstasy, felt like hell in a heavenly way he couldn’t explain. He was about to stand up and reach for the other when the hand on his shoulder stopped him from doing so.
Stopping the man’s action, he started dancing, grinding his hips in front of the other’s face. His hand started trailing down to the other’s chest as he himself got lower, lower, lower, swaying his hips in the process. When his face leveled the other, he bit his lips seductively as if he found a treasure. He found Yunho extremely handsome, he was quite a catch. He got closer, almost sitting at the other but didn’t stop his movements. A smirk formed on his lips as he felt the man’s cold fingers on his exposed hip. He noticed the slight movement they were making over his pelvis, it was the slightest of movements but he didn’t miss it. He leaned forward, rubbing his cheek ever so faintly against the other’s until his lips leveled the man’s ears. “Jaejoong is the name-” he whispered with a husky voice before pulling away only to come face to face with him. “-you should never forget.” He continued brushing his lips against the other’s.
Before Yunho could retaliate, Hero had completely pulled back away from him, leaving him aching, literally and not. He clenched his fist for it was the only thing he could do at the moment.
“You okay?”
Yoochun’s voice brought him back to reality, the painful reality. He looked around and Hero was nowhere in sight.
Yoochun patted the elder on the shoulder, looking at him worriedly. “He got you bad, Yunho.”
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A/N: I'm quite ashamed for writing this. Gosh~ i've been writing a lot of R-rated stuff lately..*hides face*
Okay, i apologize for locing this fic. I didn't even know it was locked. I have not any excuse but my own stupidity. Im really sorry. To those who added me, i added you back~ but you can delete me on your friends list if you want to^^