[Kyusung] 1224
Title: 1224
Pairing: Kyusung [Kyuhyun x Yesung] friendship!Yemin
Rating: R
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Romance/Fluff/A little bit of angst?
Disclaimer: I don't own much in this. Just the plot.
Summary: Three Christmases, two mistletoes and a bar. And a lot of kisses.
10 Settings Challenge: #5 - Bar
December 24, 2004
The deep, sultry music and the dim lighting overwhelmed the senses. Jongwoon sighed. This was not how he envisioned spending his Christmas Eve in New York, but the others had insisted.
He fiddled with his drink, bourbon, as he observed his surroundings. Girls in tight dresses, attempting to show off their curves and figures. They were all wearing slutty Santa dresses and reindeer horns. Men dressed to impress, trying to find a date for the holiday. It all came down to sex, sex and more sex. No one wanted to be alone on Christmas Eve.
Jongwoon has no idea why he’s there, or why anyone from their group, Super Junior, would want to be there. On the bright side, they were in America. No one would recognize them. He was lucky that they haven’t debuted yet. Perhaps this was the last time they would have this kind of fun.
He closed his eyes and stopped worrying. Instead, he drowned himself in the sweet vocals of the singer. He had a sultry tone, with great tonality, and Jongwoon admired his vocal abilities. He opened his eyes and searched for the source of the music.
All I want for Christmas…is you.
Jongwoon whole-heartedly agreed with that line. He wanted the singer for Christmas. He stared at the man and observed his fine features; the nicely fitting suit accentuated his body, the red santa hat contrasting against the wine red dye in his hair. His eyes were closed, but as Jongwoon was observing him, he opened them and made eye contact. Chocolate brown orbs.
Jongwoon felt like he was drowning in the man. His voice, his eyes, his everything.
“Hyung, are you…interested in him?” Sungmin’s voice suddenly broke through his thought, teasing his hyung. Jongwoon shrugged. There was something intriguing about the young singer that interested Jongwoon. It was surprising that he was Asian too, especially in a bar in America.
When the singer had exited the stage, Jongwoon pushed through the crowds of people, trying to find the man. He wasn’t hard to spot - he was possibly the only man who was wearing a Santa hat.
“Hell-“
He was interrupted by a pair of lips on his own. The taste of rum.
Jongwoon’s eyes widened, but soon closed as he felt a tongue tentatively enter his mouth. He gave in to the feeling, and soon an innocent, chaste kiss became anything but innocent and chaste.
Roaming hands all over his back and butt.
Growing bulges.
Increasing friction between the two bodies.
As the other man pulled away, Jongwoon opened his eyes.
What the hell just happened?
The clock struck 12. The other man smirked and pointed at the mistletoe hanging above their heads.
“Oh?”
“Merry Christmas. I saw you while I was performing, and imagined what it would be like to do that to you. I guess now I know.” The singer licked his lips.
Jongwoon grinned, and pulled the man back into a kiss.
“Your place or mine?”
December 24, 2005
Eunhyuk and Donghae stared at Jongwoon.
“How does he manage to sound so good even when he’s drunk?”
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart…
The rest of Super Junior stared at Jongwoon, who wouldn’t let go of the vodka bottle. He had clung onto it when the others attempted to intervene. Even Kangin couldn’t take the alcohol away from a very determined Jongwoon.
Leeteuk shook his head. “The question is why is he so drunk when I told you guys to stay sober? Our thirteenth member is arriving today, and now he needs to see…this.” Kangin put his arm around Leeteuk to stop him from freaking out.
But the very next day, you disappeared without giving me your name.
Ryeowook frowned. There was something off about the lyrics...
Sungmin muttered “Idiot” under his breath. He knew about the stranger that had stolen Jongwoon’s heart (and innocence, although Sungmin liked to believe that all they did was kiss). Jongwoon had appeared in his room sobbing the next day, telling Sungmin he had fallen in love with someone, but the man had left without giving Jongwoon his name.
All Jongwoon had was the memories of their Christmas Eve together.
A knock on the door sent Leeteuk into panic.
“Don’t worry hyung! Once he sees that this buddy can sing this well even when he’s drunk, he’ll be more than happy to join us…” Shindong attempted to lighten the atmosphere.
Sungmin quietly sat next to Jongwoon, and put his arm around the main vocalist, trying to soothe him. Jongwoon stopped singing, and put his head on Sungmin’s shoulder.
“Shh, hyung. It’s going to be alright.”
The door opened, and their manager came in with the thirteenth member.
Sungmin stared. There was something familiar about that face…
“Wow, I must be much more wasted than I think, because you look like the guy I fucked last Chirstmas that ran off without telling me his name!” Jongwoon sat up and started laughing.
“Min, min! I’m so drunk our thirteenth member looks like the guy I’m in love with!”
The rest of Super Junior froze as Jongwoon giggled to himself hysterically. Sungmin narrowed his eyes, and looked at the new member, who had frozen. The new maknae couldn’t keep his eyes off Jongwoon.
Now that Jongwoon said it…Sungmin could see that this was the singer from the bar.
“Yesungie hyung, let’s get you to bed.”
“Min, can you stay with me tonight? I…don’t think I can handle spending it alone.”
The newest member of Super Junior had tried to move towards Jongwoon, but froze when the words had slipped out of Jongwoon’s mouth.
“Shh hyung, it’s okay. I’ll stay with you. Sorry Leeteuk hyung, we’ll introduce ourselves tomorrow, I need to take care of him…”
“It’s okay Sungmin. Make sure Yesung’s okay.”
Sungmin helped Jongwoon get into bed. He closed the door, but not before he heard the name of the man who had caused Jongwoon so much heartache.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you all. I’m Cho Kyuhyun.”
December 24, 2006
Kyuhyun sighed as he looked at Jongwoon’s closed door. Despite Leeteuk’s many attempts to bring the two of them closer together, Jongwoon was still refusing to open up to him. On the surface, they were close members and Jongwoon spoilt and loved the maknae, but when they were off-camera and out of the public’s view, he still
hadn’t forgiven Kyuhyun for what had happened two years ago.
It wasn’t really Kyuhyun’s fault. Really.
Kyuhyun closed his eyes.
It was the first time he had felt something so strong for someone he barely knew. After he left, there were a million regrets. It was the first time he had gone home (or rather, to a hotel room) with someone he met at a bar. It was the first time he had kissed someone so hot under the mistletoe, and gotten turned on. It was the first time he was so sure that he had fallen in love.
But the man he was in love with didn’t care about him.
Despite Jongwoon’s drunken declaration last Christmas, “Min, min! I’m so drunk our thirteenth member looks like the guy I’m in love with!”, Kyuhyun was positive that the elder didn’t care for him at all. He pretended Kyuhyun didn’t exist, and only communicated through grunts and nods. Words were kept to a minimum.
Kyuhyun pretended that it didn’t bother him, and continued to try and talk to him. He pretended that it didn’t bother him when Jongwoon rested his head on Siwon’s shoulder, or when Jongwoon gave Eunhyuk a piggyback ride for no reason, or that Sungmin and Jongwoon’s long talks and frequent hugs in the dorm were something more.
He couldn't help but be jealous of the fact Jongwoon calls Sungmin "Min."
What he wouldn't give to be called "Kyu" in that husky baritone voice.
He took out the mistletoe, hanged it above Jongwoon’s door and knocked on the door. Three gentle taps.
Kyuhyun took a deep breath as he waited for the door to open. He heard footsteps, and tried to calm himself.
Cho Kyuhyun, don't you dare chicken out now.
The door opened, and Kyuhyun looked at Jongwoon. His eyes were red and rimmed with tears.
“What do you want?”
“This.” He pointed to the mistletoe, and leaned in.
Kyuhyun placed a chaste, innocent kiss on Jongwoon’s lips. Just like two years ago.
The memories of their night together drowned Kyuhyun. Jongwoon's body isn’t unfamiliar, and Kyuhyun yearned to be able to touch it again. He struggled to control himself, and pulled away before he lost control. Jongwoon’s eyes were wide, and Kyuhyun saw the conflicting emotions.
“I love you. Saranghae.” The words are out before Kyuhyun knows it, and his secret is no longer a secret. Jongwoon stared at Kyuhyun, speechless.
“I left you because I didn’t know what I meant to you. I refused to pine away for a man that I barely knew, who wasn’t even from New York. But I did. I pined away for you. When I saw you on TV, it was like a dream come true. When I watched your variety shows, I fell even more in love. It was like a disease, clawing away at me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I joined SME, hoping I would have the chance to meet you again. I thought you wouldn’t remember me…”
“Pabo, how could I forget you?” Jongwoon cut through Kyuhyun's babble, and pulled him in. The lights were off. It was a strange feeling finally being let into the room that he has been denied access to for a year.
Sweet kisses, feverish touches. The air became hot and heavy. For a moment, Kyuhyun feels like he’s transported back to the bar two years ago.
A husky whisper. “Last year, I wished that Santa would bring you to me. Guess I wasn’t on the naughty list.”
“Jongwoon hyung?”
“Kyuhyun?”
“I’m glad we know each other’s names now.”
“Me too. Or else I wouldn't be able to tell people that I’m in love with Cho Kyuhyun.”
“And I wouldn’t be able to tell people that I’m in love with Kim Jongwoon.”
Jongwoon wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun. He looks at the clock, and sees that it’s nearing twelve.
He kisses Kyuhyun.
“Merry Christmas, my love.”
A/N: Merry Christmas! Haven't updated in a while due to exams, airplane travel and jetlag. But I'm back! Anyways, didn't know what to call it, so I just went with the date :P Uncreative name ftw. This wasn't meant to be a Christmas thing, but since I'm finishing it off the day before Christmas, figured I might as well make it related :) I just read One Day (David Nicholls), so I guess unconsciously the style was influenced by that now that I look back on this. I tried to write smut, but it failed.
But yeah, have a very awesome holiday guys! And as always, comments and love are appreciated!
Pairing: Kyusung [Kyuhyun x Yesung] friendship!Yemin
Rating: R
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Romance/Fluff/A little bit of angst?
Disclaimer: I don't own much in this. Just the plot.
Summary: Three Christmases, two mistletoes and a bar. And a lot of kisses.
10 Settings Challenge: #5 - Bar
December 24, 2004
The deep, sultry music and the dim lighting overwhelmed the senses. Jongwoon sighed. This was not how he envisioned spending his Christmas Eve in New York, but the others had insisted.
He fiddled with his drink, bourbon, as he observed his surroundings. Girls in tight dresses, attempting to show off their curves and figures. They were all wearing slutty Santa dresses and reindeer horns. Men dressed to impress, trying to find a date for the holiday. It all came down to sex, sex and more sex. No one wanted to be alone on Christmas Eve.
Jongwoon has no idea why he’s there, or why anyone from their group, Super Junior, would want to be there. On the bright side, they were in America. No one would recognize them. He was lucky that they haven’t debuted yet. Perhaps this was the last time they would have this kind of fun.
He closed his eyes and stopped worrying. Instead, he drowned himself in the sweet vocals of the singer. He had a sultry tone, with great tonality, and Jongwoon admired his vocal abilities. He opened his eyes and searched for the source of the music.
All I want for Christmas…is you.
Jongwoon whole-heartedly agreed with that line. He wanted the singer for Christmas. He stared at the man and observed his fine features; the nicely fitting suit accentuated his body, the red santa hat contrasting against the wine red dye in his hair. His eyes were closed, but as Jongwoon was observing him, he opened them and made eye contact. Chocolate brown orbs.
Jongwoon felt like he was drowning in the man. His voice, his eyes, his everything.
“Hyung, are you…interested in him?” Sungmin’s voice suddenly broke through his thought, teasing his hyung. Jongwoon shrugged. There was something intriguing about the young singer that interested Jongwoon. It was surprising that he was Asian too, especially in a bar in America.
When the singer had exited the stage, Jongwoon pushed through the crowds of people, trying to find the man. He wasn’t hard to spot - he was possibly the only man who was wearing a Santa hat.
“Hell-“
He was interrupted by a pair of lips on his own. The taste of rum.
Jongwoon’s eyes widened, but soon closed as he felt a tongue tentatively enter his mouth. He gave in to the feeling, and soon an innocent, chaste kiss became anything but innocent and chaste.
Roaming hands all over his back and butt.
Growing bulges.
Increasing friction between the two bodies.
As the other man pulled away, Jongwoon opened his eyes.
What the hell just happened?
The clock struck 12. The other man smirked and pointed at the mistletoe hanging above their heads.
“Oh?”
“Merry Christmas. I saw you while I was performing, and imagined what it would be like to do that to you. I guess now I know.” The singer licked his lips.
Jongwoon grinned, and pulled the man back into a kiss.
“Your place or mine?”
December 24, 2005
Eunhyuk and Donghae stared at Jongwoon.
“How does he manage to sound so good even when he’s drunk?”
Last Christmas, I gave you my heart…
The rest of Super Junior stared at Jongwoon, who wouldn’t let go of the vodka bottle. He had clung onto it when the others attempted to intervene. Even Kangin couldn’t take the alcohol away from a very determined Jongwoon.
Leeteuk shook his head. “The question is why is he so drunk when I told you guys to stay sober? Our thirteenth member is arriving today, and now he needs to see…this.” Kangin put his arm around Leeteuk to stop him from freaking out.
But the very next day, you disappeared without giving me your name.
Ryeowook frowned. There was something off about the lyrics...
Sungmin muttered “Idiot” under his breath. He knew about the stranger that had stolen Jongwoon’s heart (and innocence, although Sungmin liked to believe that all they did was kiss). Jongwoon had appeared in his room sobbing the next day, telling Sungmin he had fallen in love with someone, but the man had left without giving Jongwoon his name.
All Jongwoon had was the memories of their Christmas Eve together.
A knock on the door sent Leeteuk into panic.
“Don’t worry hyung! Once he sees that this buddy can sing this well even when he’s drunk, he’ll be more than happy to join us…” Shindong attempted to lighten the atmosphere.
Sungmin quietly sat next to Jongwoon, and put his arm around the main vocalist, trying to soothe him. Jongwoon stopped singing, and put his head on Sungmin’s shoulder.
“Shh, hyung. It’s going to be alright.”
The door opened, and their manager came in with the thirteenth member.
Sungmin stared. There was something familiar about that face…
“Wow, I must be much more wasted than I think, because you look like the guy I fucked last Chirstmas that ran off without telling me his name!” Jongwoon sat up and started laughing.
“Min, min! I’m so drunk our thirteenth member looks like the guy I’m in love with!”
The rest of Super Junior froze as Jongwoon giggled to himself hysterically. Sungmin narrowed his eyes, and looked at the new member, who had frozen. The new maknae couldn’t keep his eyes off Jongwoon.
Now that Jongwoon said it…Sungmin could see that this was the singer from the bar.
“Yesungie hyung, let’s get you to bed.”
“Min, can you stay with me tonight? I…don’t think I can handle spending it alone.”
The newest member of Super Junior had tried to move towards Jongwoon, but froze when the words had slipped out of Jongwoon’s mouth.
“Shh hyung, it’s okay. I’ll stay with you. Sorry Leeteuk hyung, we’ll introduce ourselves tomorrow, I need to take care of him…”
“It’s okay Sungmin. Make sure Yesung’s okay.”
Sungmin helped Jongwoon get into bed. He closed the door, but not before he heard the name of the man who had caused Jongwoon so much heartache.
“Hi, it’s nice to meet you all. I’m Cho Kyuhyun.”
December 24, 2006
Kyuhyun sighed as he looked at Jongwoon’s closed door. Despite Leeteuk’s many attempts to bring the two of them closer together, Jongwoon was still refusing to open up to him. On the surface, they were close members and Jongwoon spoilt and loved the maknae, but when they were off-camera and out of the public’s view, he still
hadn’t forgiven Kyuhyun for what had happened two years ago.
It wasn’t really Kyuhyun’s fault. Really.
Kyuhyun closed his eyes.
It was the first time he had felt something so strong for someone he barely knew. After he left, there were a million regrets. It was the first time he had gone home (or rather, to a hotel room) with someone he met at a bar. It was the first time he had kissed someone so hot under the mistletoe, and gotten turned on. It was the first time he was so sure that he had fallen in love.
But the man he was in love with didn’t care about him.
Despite Jongwoon’s drunken declaration last Christmas, “Min, min! I’m so drunk our thirteenth member looks like the guy I’m in love with!”, Kyuhyun was positive that the elder didn’t care for him at all. He pretended Kyuhyun didn’t exist, and only communicated through grunts and nods. Words were kept to a minimum.
Kyuhyun pretended that it didn’t bother him, and continued to try and talk to him. He pretended that it didn’t bother him when Jongwoon rested his head on Siwon’s shoulder, or when Jongwoon gave Eunhyuk a piggyback ride for no reason, or that Sungmin and Jongwoon’s long talks and frequent hugs in the dorm were something more.
He couldn't help but be jealous of the fact Jongwoon calls Sungmin "Min."
What he wouldn't give to be called "Kyu" in that husky baritone voice.
He took out the mistletoe, hanged it above Jongwoon’s door and knocked on the door. Three gentle taps.
Kyuhyun took a deep breath as he waited for the door to open. He heard footsteps, and tried to calm himself.
Cho Kyuhyun, don't you dare chicken out now.
The door opened, and Kyuhyun looked at Jongwoon. His eyes were red and rimmed with tears.
“What do you want?”
“This.” He pointed to the mistletoe, and leaned in.
Kyuhyun placed a chaste, innocent kiss on Jongwoon’s lips. Just like two years ago.
The memories of their night together drowned Kyuhyun. Jongwoon's body isn’t unfamiliar, and Kyuhyun yearned to be able to touch it again. He struggled to control himself, and pulled away before he lost control. Jongwoon’s eyes were wide, and Kyuhyun saw the conflicting emotions.
“I love you. Saranghae.” The words are out before Kyuhyun knows it, and his secret is no longer a secret. Jongwoon stared at Kyuhyun, speechless.
“I left you because I didn’t know what I meant to you. I refused to pine away for a man that I barely knew, who wasn’t even from New York. But I did. I pined away for you. When I saw you on TV, it was like a dream come true. When I watched your variety shows, I fell even more in love. It was like a disease, clawing away at me. I couldn’t take it anymore. I joined SME, hoping I would have the chance to meet you again. I thought you wouldn’t remember me…”
“Pabo, how could I forget you?” Jongwoon cut through Kyuhyun's babble, and pulled him in. The lights were off. It was a strange feeling finally being let into the room that he has been denied access to for a year.
Sweet kisses, feverish touches. The air became hot and heavy. For a moment, Kyuhyun feels like he’s transported back to the bar two years ago.
A husky whisper. “Last year, I wished that Santa would bring you to me. Guess I wasn’t on the naughty list.”
“Jongwoon hyung?”
“Kyuhyun?”
“I’m glad we know each other’s names now.”
“Me too. Or else I wouldn't be able to tell people that I’m in love with Cho Kyuhyun.”
“And I wouldn’t be able to tell people that I’m in love with Kim Jongwoon.”
Jongwoon wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun. He looks at the clock, and sees that it’s nearing twelve.
He kisses Kyuhyun.
“Merry Christmas, my love.”
A/N: Merry Christmas! Haven't updated in a while due to exams, airplane travel and jetlag. But I'm back! Anyways, didn't know what to call it, so I just went with the date :P Uncreative name ftw. This wasn't meant to be a Christmas thing, but since I'm finishing it off the day before Christmas, figured I might as well make it related :) I just read One Day (David Nicholls), so I guess unconsciously the style was influenced by that now that I look back on this. I tried to write smut, but it failed.
But yeah, have a very awesome holiday guys! And as always, comments and love are appreciated!