Not So Innocent
Title: Not So Innocent
Author: tsukixchan
Prompt #033: Flirt
Pairing: Yesung/Kibum (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Smut
Word Count: { 1387 }
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A/N: I’m so sorry if this isn’t good enough! ;w; My very first attempt at writing SuJu fanfiction!~ :)
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“Hyung…” Kibum said, poking his head into the room that Yesung and Ryeowook shared. Yesung looked up from the sheet music he was studying.
“Kibum?” he said, standing up.
“Hyung, can I talk to you in private?” Kibum said, backing away from the door. Yesung flashed a glance at Ryeowook, who was busy listening to his music.
“Sure, I guess so.” He shrugged, following Kibum out of the room. Once inside Kibum’s room, Kibum closed the door and made sure nobody was eavesdropping.
“Promise me you won’t laugh.” Kibum pleaded from Yesung. Yesung shrugged and agreed. “Hyung…I need to learn how to flirt.”
Yesung burst out laughing.
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“Are you looking for a serious relationship or a fling?” Yesung asked, sitting cross-legged on Kibum’s bed.
“Um, a serious relationship…” Kibum said, with his face still flushed red.
“With a guy or with a girl?” Yesung smirked. If possible, Kibum’s face reddened even more. His muttered answer was barely even audible.
“Guy…” he whispered, looking anywhere but at Yesung.
“Who? Who?!” Yesung demanded. Kibum pulled back, refusing to look at him, shaking his head. Yesung glared at him. “If you don’t tell me, I won’t teach you!” Yesung threatened. Kibum glared back at Yesung.
“Fine! Geez, hyung! You’re so demanding!” Kibum shouted, his face completely red with embarrassment. “I like Donghae-hyung. Are you happy now?!” he demanded. Yesung grinned.
“Very, very happy. Now, listen, Kibum. The first thing you do is…”
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The next time Kibum went shopping, he bought something that everyone knew NOT to give Donghae.
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“Donghae-hyung?” Kibum said, standing in the doorway of Donghae and Eunhyuk’s room. Donghae made no response, occupied by his headphones over his ears as he practiced the dance moves. Kibum stepped in and tapped Donghae on the shoulder.
Donghae started, pulling off his headphones and turning around. “What was that for?! Oh, Kibum! What is it?” he said, smiling amiably at Kibum.
“I bought ice cream today, hyung. I was wondering if you wanted to eat some with me.” He said nervously. Donghae’s eyes lit up at the words ‘ice cream’.
“Ice cream?!” he asked excitedly, jumping up and down. Kibum smiled and walked out of the room, leading the way to the kitchen with an excited hyung following him.
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Three scoops of ice cream later, Kibum found out why nobody ever gives Donghae ice cream. Donghae was almost literally jumping off the walls with sugar induced hyperness.
“Hyung? Donghae-hyung…?” Kibum said weakly, stretching out a hand to try and stop Donghae from seriously injuring himself. Yesung chose that moment to walk into the kitchen with Ryeowook. He took one look, turned around, and pulled Ryeowook back out of the kitchen, ignoring Kibum’s desperate pleas for help. Yesung-hyung, I’m going to kill you.
Kibum swore to never listen to Yesung again.
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“Kibum!” Yesung yelled from outside Kibum’s door.
“Go away, hyung!” Kibum’s muffled voice came from inside the room. Yesung sighed dramatically.
“Alright then, Kibum. I guess you won’t hear the next step.” Yesung said cheerfully, beginning to walk away from the Kibum’s door. There was a groan of frustration from the other side of the door before it creaked open.
“It better not be something stupid again hyung.” Kibum grumbled. Yesung faked astonishment.
“Kibum, do I ever have stupid ideas?” he smirked. Kibum rolled his eyes.
“Almost always! Do you know how hard it was to get Donghae-hyung to calm down?!” Kibum demanded furiously. Yesung smiled sheepishly.
“Well, this step is very important. This time…”
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Recently, Donghae has been wondering what’s wrong with Kibum. Kibum has not been acting like his usual self lately. He’s been very touchy-feely with Donghae, and Donghae is confused. Donghae thinks that maybe, Kibum is sick!
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Kibum is getting increasingly frustrated. Donghae seems to be oblivious to anything Kibum tries. He snaps when Donghae comes up to him one day and innocently asks, “Kibum, are you sick?”
Kibum tersely replies, “No, Donghae-hyung, I’m not.” Donghae smiles.
“That’s good! I was worried about you!” Donghae says sincerely. Kibum gives up.
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“Kibum! Why aren’t you trying these techniques anymore?” Yesung demanded. Kibum glared at Yesung.
“Hyung, these tactics are useless with Donghae-hyung. He’s just too clueless!” Kibum yelled in frustration. Yesung just laughed.
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Kibum waited anxiously for Donghae to finish his dance practice. When Donghae finally finished, Kibum walked in, beginning to help Donghae tidy up.
“Thanks, Kibum! This is why I like you, you’re always so helpful.” Donghae beamed. Kibum’s heart skipped a beat.
“You like me?” Kibum asked timidly. Donghae grinned.
“Of course! I like everyone!” Donghae chirped. Kibum’s heart sank. He sighed and finished cleaning up the dance room. Kibum turned to leave.
“Wait, Kibum!” Donghae called. Kibum turned, only to be slammed violently against the wall. He groaned from the pain. There was a dark look in Donghae’s normally innocent eyes. Donghae dipped his head toward Kibum’s neck. Kibum shuddered violently when Donghae’s tongue snaked out and lapped at his collarbone.
“Hyung…” Kibum moaned, bucking his hips forward when Donghae bit down on his collarbone. “Hyung… what are… you… doing…” Kibum panted. Donghae sucked at the bite mark, and Kibum lost the ability to be coherent.
Donghae pulled his mouth away from Kibum’s neck, surveying the man before him. Ruffled short black hair, half-open eyes from Donghae’s attention (which was so unbelievably sexy), and his lips (they were just begging to be kissed).
“I never said I liked you in the same way as I liked everyone else, now did I?” Donghae whispered huskily into Kibum’s ear. Kibum made a strangled noise, pulling Donghae’s mouth to his own with his one free hand, kissing him feverishly. Donghae smirked slightly against Kibum’s mouth, releasing the wrist he held, choosing instead to place it on the back of Kibum’s neck, pulling him closer. They were forced by lack of oxygen to part, and as soon as Donghae stopped holding Kibum up, Kibum slipped to the floor, eyes glazed over. Donghae collapsed into a sitting position on the floor, breathing coming fast and hard.
“Donghae-hyung…” Kibum finally whispered. Donghae looked up at Kibum; Kibum with his normally pale face flushed pink, lips swollen and red from the kissing, chocolate brown eyes still partially glazed, and Donghae just couldn’t resist leaning in to give Kibum a short, chaste kiss.
“What is it, Kibummie?” Donghae smiled. Kibum flushed a darker pink as Donghae’s eyes focused on him.
“Hyung… um, I really like you.” Kibum admitted. “That’s why I came here today. I wanted to confess to you. I didn’t expect this…” he said quietly, looking down into his lap. Donghae looked crestfallen.
“You didn’t like it? I’m sorry, did I move too quickly?” Donghae asked frantically. Kibum immediately denied Donghae’s anxious questions, effectively silencing him with another chaste kiss.
“I just wanted to clarify where we stood after this.” Kibum said gently. It was as if Donghae’s innocent side had taken over again.
“I like you too, Kibum.” Donghae said, eyes wide with sincerity. Kibum tugged on Donghae’s hand, pulling Donghae under his arm. Donghae sighed in contentment, snuggling under Kibum’s side. Kibum buried his face in Donghae’s hair, inhaling in his scent.
“Hyung, are we going out?” Kibum muttered. Donghae nodded into his side. Kibum smiled happily.
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“So what happened, Kibum?” Yesung demanded. Kibum grinned.
“Hyung kissed me.” Kibum beamed. Yesung laughed.
“You do know that I learned all those techniques from Ryeowook, right?” Yesung revealed. Kibum shook his head.
“What does that have anything to do with hyung and me?” Kibum asked, looking puzzled. Yesung burst out laughing.
“It’s almost like bipolar disorder. He has his innocent side - and his not so innocent side.” Kibum commented.
“Yeah, and Wookie looks like the kind of person who is eternally innocent.” Yesung said. Kibum nodded again, agreeing with Yesung. “Well, just like Donghae, Ryeowookie has his not so innocent side.” Yesung said, grinning from the suspense he was creating, he could almost taste it in the air. “If I learned those flirting techniques from Ryeowookie, who do you think he learned them from?”
Kibum gasped, “No, there’s no way-” he muttered. Yesung urged him to continue. “He learned it from Donghae-hyung?!” Kibum demanded.
“Precisely, so, you see - Donghae knew exactly what you were doing.”
Kibum fell over.
Fin.
Author: tsukixchan
Prompt #033: Flirt
Pairing: Yesung/Kibum (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Crack, Smut
Word Count: { 1387 }
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A/N: I’m so sorry if this isn’t good enough! ;w; My very first attempt at writing SuJu fanfiction!~ :)
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“Hyung…” Kibum said, poking his head into the room that Yesung and Ryeowook shared. Yesung looked up from the sheet music he was studying.
“Kibum?” he said, standing up.
“Hyung, can I talk to you in private?” Kibum said, backing away from the door. Yesung flashed a glance at Ryeowook, who was busy listening to his music.
“Sure, I guess so.” He shrugged, following Kibum out of the room. Once inside Kibum’s room, Kibum closed the door and made sure nobody was eavesdropping.
“Promise me you won’t laugh.” Kibum pleaded from Yesung. Yesung shrugged and agreed. “Hyung…I need to learn how to flirt.”
Yesung burst out laughing.
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“Are you looking for a serious relationship or a fling?” Yesung asked, sitting cross-legged on Kibum’s bed.
“Um, a serious relationship…” Kibum said, with his face still flushed red.
“With a guy or with a girl?” Yesung smirked. If possible, Kibum’s face reddened even more. His muttered answer was barely even audible.
“Guy…” he whispered, looking anywhere but at Yesung.
“Who? Who?!” Yesung demanded. Kibum pulled back, refusing to look at him, shaking his head. Yesung glared at him. “If you don’t tell me, I won’t teach you!” Yesung threatened. Kibum glared back at Yesung.
“Fine! Geez, hyung! You’re so demanding!” Kibum shouted, his face completely red with embarrassment. “I like Donghae-hyung. Are you happy now?!” he demanded. Yesung grinned.
“Very, very happy. Now, listen, Kibum. The first thing you do is…”
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The next time Kibum went shopping, he bought something that everyone knew NOT to give Donghae.
--
“Donghae-hyung?” Kibum said, standing in the doorway of Donghae and Eunhyuk’s room. Donghae made no response, occupied by his headphones over his ears as he practiced the dance moves. Kibum stepped in and tapped Donghae on the shoulder.
Donghae started, pulling off his headphones and turning around. “What was that for?! Oh, Kibum! What is it?” he said, smiling amiably at Kibum.
“I bought ice cream today, hyung. I was wondering if you wanted to eat some with me.” He said nervously. Donghae’s eyes lit up at the words ‘ice cream’.
“Ice cream?!” he asked excitedly, jumping up and down. Kibum smiled and walked out of the room, leading the way to the kitchen with an excited hyung following him.
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Three scoops of ice cream later, Kibum found out why nobody ever gives Donghae ice cream. Donghae was almost literally jumping off the walls with sugar induced hyperness.
“Hyung? Donghae-hyung…?” Kibum said weakly, stretching out a hand to try and stop Donghae from seriously injuring himself. Yesung chose that moment to walk into the kitchen with Ryeowook. He took one look, turned around, and pulled Ryeowook back out of the kitchen, ignoring Kibum’s desperate pleas for help. Yesung-hyung, I’m going to kill you.
Kibum swore to never listen to Yesung again.
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“Kibum!” Yesung yelled from outside Kibum’s door.
“Go away, hyung!” Kibum’s muffled voice came from inside the room. Yesung sighed dramatically.
“Alright then, Kibum. I guess you won’t hear the next step.” Yesung said cheerfully, beginning to walk away from the Kibum’s door. There was a groan of frustration from the other side of the door before it creaked open.
“It better not be something stupid again hyung.” Kibum grumbled. Yesung faked astonishment.
“Kibum, do I ever have stupid ideas?” he smirked. Kibum rolled his eyes.
“Almost always! Do you know how hard it was to get Donghae-hyung to calm down?!” Kibum demanded furiously. Yesung smiled sheepishly.
“Well, this step is very important. This time…”
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Recently, Donghae has been wondering what’s wrong with Kibum. Kibum has not been acting like his usual self lately. He’s been very touchy-feely with Donghae, and Donghae is confused. Donghae thinks that maybe, Kibum is sick!
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Kibum is getting increasingly frustrated. Donghae seems to be oblivious to anything Kibum tries. He snaps when Donghae comes up to him one day and innocently asks, “Kibum, are you sick?”
Kibum tersely replies, “No, Donghae-hyung, I’m not.” Donghae smiles.
“That’s good! I was worried about you!” Donghae says sincerely. Kibum gives up.
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“Kibum! Why aren’t you trying these techniques anymore?” Yesung demanded. Kibum glared at Yesung.
“Hyung, these tactics are useless with Donghae-hyung. He’s just too clueless!” Kibum yelled in frustration. Yesung just laughed.
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Kibum waited anxiously for Donghae to finish his dance practice. When Donghae finally finished, Kibum walked in, beginning to help Donghae tidy up.
“Thanks, Kibum! This is why I like you, you’re always so helpful.” Donghae beamed. Kibum’s heart skipped a beat.
“You like me?” Kibum asked timidly. Donghae grinned.
“Of course! I like everyone!” Donghae chirped. Kibum’s heart sank. He sighed and finished cleaning up the dance room. Kibum turned to leave.
“Wait, Kibum!” Donghae called. Kibum turned, only to be slammed violently against the wall. He groaned from the pain. There was a dark look in Donghae’s normally innocent eyes. Donghae dipped his head toward Kibum’s neck. Kibum shuddered violently when Donghae’s tongue snaked out and lapped at his collarbone.
“Hyung…” Kibum moaned, bucking his hips forward when Donghae bit down on his collarbone. “Hyung… what are… you… doing…” Kibum panted. Donghae sucked at the bite mark, and Kibum lost the ability to be coherent.
Donghae pulled his mouth away from Kibum’s neck, surveying the man before him. Ruffled short black hair, half-open eyes from Donghae’s attention (which was so unbelievably sexy), and his lips (they were just begging to be kissed).
“I never said I liked you in the same way as I liked everyone else, now did I?” Donghae whispered huskily into Kibum’s ear. Kibum made a strangled noise, pulling Donghae’s mouth to his own with his one free hand, kissing him feverishly. Donghae smirked slightly against Kibum’s mouth, releasing the wrist he held, choosing instead to place it on the back of Kibum’s neck, pulling him closer. They were forced by lack of oxygen to part, and as soon as Donghae stopped holding Kibum up, Kibum slipped to the floor, eyes glazed over. Donghae collapsed into a sitting position on the floor, breathing coming fast and hard.
“Donghae-hyung…” Kibum finally whispered. Donghae looked up at Kibum; Kibum with his normally pale face flushed pink, lips swollen and red from the kissing, chocolate brown eyes still partially glazed, and Donghae just couldn’t resist leaning in to give Kibum a short, chaste kiss.
“What is it, Kibummie?” Donghae smiled. Kibum flushed a darker pink as Donghae’s eyes focused on him.
“Hyung… um, I really like you.” Kibum admitted. “That’s why I came here today. I wanted to confess to you. I didn’t expect this…” he said quietly, looking down into his lap. Donghae looked crestfallen.
“You didn’t like it? I’m sorry, did I move too quickly?” Donghae asked frantically. Kibum immediately denied Donghae’s anxious questions, effectively silencing him with another chaste kiss.
“I just wanted to clarify where we stood after this.” Kibum said gently. It was as if Donghae’s innocent side had taken over again.
“I like you too, Kibum.” Donghae said, eyes wide with sincerity. Kibum tugged on Donghae’s hand, pulling Donghae under his arm. Donghae sighed in contentment, snuggling under Kibum’s side. Kibum buried his face in Donghae’s hair, inhaling in his scent.
“Hyung, are we going out?” Kibum muttered. Donghae nodded into his side. Kibum smiled happily.
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“So what happened, Kibum?” Yesung demanded. Kibum grinned.
“Hyung kissed me.” Kibum beamed. Yesung laughed.
“You do know that I learned all those techniques from Ryeowook, right?” Yesung revealed. Kibum shook his head.
“What does that have anything to do with hyung and me?” Kibum asked, looking puzzled. Yesung burst out laughing.
“It’s almost like bipolar disorder. He has his innocent side - and his not so innocent side.” Kibum commented.
“Yeah, and Wookie looks like the kind of person who is eternally innocent.” Yesung said. Kibum nodded again, agreeing with Yesung. “Well, just like Donghae, Ryeowookie has his not so innocent side.” Yesung said, grinning from the suspense he was creating, he could almost taste it in the air. “If I learned those flirting techniques from Ryeowookie, who do you think he learned them from?”
Kibum gasped, “No, there’s no way-” he muttered. Yesung urged him to continue. “He learned it from Donghae-hyung?!” Kibum demanded.
“Precisely, so, you see - Donghae knew exactly what you were doing.”
Kibum fell over.
Fin.