throwaway; bitten by that lovebug
everything is jo's fault why am i so easy
can't hold back my love
g; 1277 words; kai/baekyun
in which baekhyun drunkenly serenades jongin, and jongin wants to die in a hole
Jongin finally grabs for his buzzing phone after having to endure ten minutes of endless buzzing. He swipes open the screen, not even bothering to lift his head from his pillow, and squints at the bright light to try to make out the words.
Yixing hyung 2:11 AM
Hey, Jongin, I’m really sorry to bother you, but do you mind coming over to pick up your boyfriend? He’s a little too drunk to go home by himself right now.
Soosoo 2:11 AM
if you don’t come get baekhyun I will actually do us all a favor and push him off the roof of the uni library
Hanhan hyung 2:13 AM
Jongin you bastard pick up your phonE AND YOUR BOYFRIEND
Milk toddler 2:16 AM
dickface can u fucking wake up ur boyfriend is dancing on the tables right now were gonna get kicked out
Galaxy hyung 2:17 AM
Jongin im going to kill baekhyun if u don’t get him out of here in the next ten minutes
Pandaface 2:19 AM
[crying face emoticon] jonginnie!!!! yifan ge is raelly goin to strangle beef hyung!!!! don't let him do this!!!!! [crying face]
Nagging hyung 2:23 AM
Jongin, you really need to wake up. You might not have a boyfriend by the end of today. Please come save him.
He groans aloud, after a few minutes of reading and rereading all the texts until his mind finally processed them, and mushes his face into his pillow. All he wanted to do was crash for the night after being worked to death by his boss at the bakery and having to deal with touchy customers and a temperamental oven all day. But no, apparently, he had to have the one boyfriend who would be that annoying drunk that pisses everyone off until someone retrieves him.
Jongin loves Baekhyun, he really does. Baekhyun is sweet and charming and supremely witty, and Jongin has been star struck ever since the day he’d been introduced to him; sometimes, he pinches himself to make sure he’s really not dreaming and that him and Baekhyun really are a couple. Baekhyun makes him feel all gooey inside whenever he gives him that cheesy smile and pays extra attention to him even though Jongin gets embarrassed by it all.
But god, does he want to just leave Baekhyun to the mercies of his friends right now for some peace and quiet.
-
He clatters into the smoky den of the karaoke bar Baekhyun said he’d be spending the night out with his friends at, squinting sleepily through the haze for the group. He’s dressed a little too light for the tail-end of winter, in only the threadbare sweatpants he’d thrown on for bed and the cropped hoodie that he’d grabbed off the back of the sofa that he’s pretty sure is actually Baekhyun’s.
Someone takes pity on him and waves frantically through the crowd of people sitting around, though, and Jongin takes it as a sign and shuffles over, dragging his sandals across the grimy floor. When he gets to the table booth where his friends are all smushed into, someone tugs him down and squeezes him into the booth.
“I’m so glad you finally came, jesus fuck,” the person sitting next to him says. Jongin focuses on the face until clarity swims back into mind; Lu Han stares back at him with a relieved expression.
“Where is he,” Jongin says, beleaguered and not in the mood to stay any longer in this offensively loud and polluted place. “Did Kris kill him already.”
“You’re lucky Tao managed to snatch him away before Kris got his hands on Baek,” Joonmyeon says, gesturing with his drink in hand to the corner of the room by the karaoke stage. Jongin shifts his eyes over, gaze landing on a clearly loopy Baekhyun being propped up by a frantic Tao, who seems to be trying to shush him.
“No, you’re lucky Kyungsoo didn’t get near him,” Kris corrects, scowling. Yixing pats him on the back sympathetically, and nudges a full glass towards him in placation.
“Where’s the rest of the guys? I thought Sehun and Kyungsoo were here too?” Jongin asks, rubbing at his eyes. Baekhyun can wait another minute.
“Chanyeol came over and picked them up a few minutes ago; you just missed them, actually,” Lu Han offers with a shrug. He’s about to say something else, but someone crashes onto Jongin, and all his attention is snapped to the body splayed across his lap.
“Nininini, it’s Jonginnie,” slurs Baekhyun, clinging onto Jongin and rubbing his cheek against his stomach. Jongin flushes and tries to pull Baekhyun back up. “You’re he~re, he’s here, guys.”
“Yes, yes, I’m here. I’m gonna take you home now, okay,” Jongin says, trying to disentangle his limbs from Baekhyun’s. Tao reaches over and effortlessly drags Baekhyun off with a murmured apology, and Jongin smiles at him in thanks. “You ready to go?”
“No! Nooo, I wanna tell everybody how much I looove you, Nini,” Baekhyun says with a pout, stamping his foot. Jongin feels both incredibly tickled and embarrassed that there’s an audience, and he stands up with a cough.
“I love you too, Baek, but we have to go, okay,” he says slowly. Baekhyun throws his arms out, nearly clipping Tao in the eye, and a round of chortles pass through their friends.
“Noooooo, the whole world has to know! I want everyone to know!” Baekhyun warbles, staggering back a little, unbalanced without the steadying hands of Tao to keep him up. Jongin quickly reaches out and grabs him before he lists off to the side, and Baekhyun beams goofily. “See! You’re soooo cute, sooo nice, you love me sooo much!”
Baekhyun reels Jongin’s face in for a rather sloppy kiss on the lips, and the tips of Jongin’s ears flare red-hot.
“Ooh! I know! I’m gonna sing you a song!” Baekhyun squeals suddenly and lets go, leaving Jongin at a loss for words. He scrambles for the stage again, and Tao runs after with a yelp, calling out for Baekhyun to be careful. Jongin just stands there in disbelief.
“Yeah, he’s actually a lot more sober now than he was two hours ago,” Yixing pipes up from the booth. Jongin groans.
“Nobody’s filming this right,” he asks desperately, eyes glued to the uncoordinated figure climbing onto the stage despite Tao’s flapping hands for him to come back down. “Baekhyun’s gonna kill me if this gets out.”
The booth’s suspiciously quiet, and Jongin whirls around with a look of betrayal on his face. Kris coughs.
“Kyungsoo’s a real vindictive shit,” he says with a guilty shrug. Jongin groans again.
“Ladies and gentlemen!” blares out Baekhyun’s voice, volume maxed by the microphone practically mashed against his lips. Jongin starts and turns back to the stage with inching horror. “I’d like to dedicate this song to the best boyfriend in the world, the cutest boy with the greatest ass ever-barring mine-and who is in this very room right now! I love you, baby!” Baekhyun gestures for Tao to punch in the numbers for his song choice, and waits while Tao enters it in with resignation.
“Please kill me. Make it quick and painless,” Jongin begs, legs glued to the floor. Lu Han has the audacity to laugh.
“Well, at least you know Baekhyun really does like you,” Joonmyeon says. “You can finally put that worry to rest?”
Jongin’s noise of despair is drowned out by Baekhyun’s opening notes of Whitney Houston’s “I Will Always Love You,” which is just as well, seeing as nobody should ever hear that sound come out of his mouth ever again.
i didn't even finish it right
edit: now with a vietnamese version by 2plus5is7! thank you so much!
can't hold back my love
g; 1277 words; kai/baekyun
in which baekhyun drunkenly serenades jongin, and jongin wants to die in a hole
Jongin finally grabs for his buzzing phone after having to endure ten minutes of endless buzzing. He swipes open the screen, not even bothering to lift his head from his pillow, and squints at the bright light to try to make out the words.
Yixing hyung 2:11 AM
Hey, Jongin, I’m really sorry to bother you, but do you mind coming over to pick up your boyfriend? He’s a little too drunk to go home by himself right now.
Soosoo 2:11 AM
if you don’t come get baekhyun I will actually do us all a favor and push him off the roof of the uni library
Hanhan hyung 2:13 AM
Jongin you bastard pick up your phonE AND YOUR BOYFRIEND
Milk toddler 2:16 AM
dickface can u fucking wake up ur boyfriend is dancing on the tables right now were gonna get kicked out
Galaxy hyung 2:17 AM
Jongin im going to kill baekhyun if u don’t get him out of here in the next ten minutes
Pandaface 2:19 AM
[crying face emoticon] jonginnie!!!! yifan ge is raelly goin to strangle beef hyung!!!! don't let him do this!!!!! [crying face]
Nagging hyung 2:23 AM
Jongin, you really need to wake up. You might not have a boyfriend by the end of today. Please come save him.
He groans aloud, after a few minutes of reading and rereading all the texts until his mind finally processed them, and mushes his face into his pillow. All he wanted to do was crash for the night after being worked to death by his boss at the bakery and having to deal with touchy customers and a temperamental oven all day. But no, apparently, he had to have the one boyfriend who would be that annoying drunk that pisses everyone off until someone retrieves him.
Jongin loves Baekhyun, he really does. Baekhyun is sweet and charming and supremely witty, and Jongin has been star struck ever since the day he’d been introduced to him; sometimes, he pinches himself to make sure he’s really not dreaming and that him and Baekhyun really are a couple. Baekhyun makes him feel all gooey inside whenever he gives him that cheesy smile and pays extra attention to him even though Jongin gets embarrassed by it all.
But god, does he want to just leave Baekhyun to the mercies of his friends right now for some peace and quiet.
-
He clatters into the smoky den of the karaoke bar Baekhyun said he’d be spending the night out with his friends at, squinting sleepily through the haze for the group. He’s dressed a little too light for the tail-end of winter, in only the threadbare sweatpants he’d thrown on for bed and the cropped hoodie that he’d grabbed off the back of the sofa that he’s pretty sure is actually Baekhyun’s.
Someone takes pity on him and waves frantically through the crowd of people sitting around, though, and Jongin takes it as a sign and shuffles over, dragging his sandals across the grimy floor. When he gets to the table booth where his friends are all smushed into, someone tugs him down and squeezes him into the booth.
“I’m so glad you finally came, jesus fuck,” the person sitting next to him says. Jongin focuses on the face until clarity swims back into mind; Lu Han stares back at him with a relieved expression.
“Where is he,” Jongin says, beleaguered and not in the mood to stay any longer in this offensively loud and polluted place. “Did Kris kill him already.”
“You’re lucky Tao managed to snatch him away before Kris got his hands on Baek,” Joonmyeon says, gesturing with his drink in hand to the corner of the room by the karaoke stage. Jongin shifts his eyes over, gaze landing on a clearly loopy Baekhyun being propped up by a frantic Tao, who seems to be trying to shush him.
“No, you’re lucky Kyungsoo didn’t get near him,” Kris corrects, scowling. Yixing pats him on the back sympathetically, and nudges a full glass towards him in placation.
“Where’s the rest of the guys? I thought Sehun and Kyungsoo were here too?” Jongin asks, rubbing at his eyes. Baekhyun can wait another minute.
“Chanyeol came over and picked them up a few minutes ago; you just missed them, actually,” Lu Han offers with a shrug. He’s about to say something else, but someone crashes onto Jongin, and all his attention is snapped to the body splayed across his lap.
“Nininini, it’s Jonginnie,” slurs Baekhyun, clinging onto Jongin and rubbing his cheek against his stomach. Jongin flushes and tries to pull Baekhyun back up. “You’re he~re, he’s here, guys.”
“Yes, yes, I’m here. I’m gonna take you home now, okay,” Jongin says, trying to disentangle his limbs from Baekhyun’s. Tao reaches over and effortlessly drags Baekhyun off with a murmured apology, and Jongin smiles at him in thanks. “You ready to go?”
“No! Nooo, I wanna tell everybody how much I looove you, Nini,” Baekhyun says with a pout, stamping his foot. Jongin feels both incredibly tickled and embarrassed that there’s an audience, and he stands up with a cough.
“I love you too, Baek, but we have to go, okay,” he says slowly. Baekhyun throws his arms out, nearly clipping Tao in the eye, and a round of chortles pass through their friends.
“Noooooo, the whole world has to know! I want everyone to know!” Baekhyun warbles, staggering back a little, unbalanced without the steadying hands of Tao to keep him up. Jongin quickly reaches out and grabs him before he lists off to the side, and Baekhyun beams goofily. “See! You’re soooo cute, sooo nice, you love me sooo much!”
Baekhyun reels Jongin’s face in for a rather sloppy kiss on the lips, and the tips of Jongin’s ears flare red-hot.
“Ooh! I know! I’m gonna sing you a song!” Baekhyun squeals suddenly and lets go, leaving Jongin at a loss for words. He scrambles for the stage again, and Tao runs after with a yelp, calling out for Baekhyun to be careful. Jongin just stands there in disbelief.
“Yeah, he’s actually a lot more sober now than he was two hours ago,” Yixing pipes up from the booth. Jongin groans.
“Nobody’s filming this right,” he asks desperately, eyes glued to the uncoordinated figure climbing onto the stage despite Tao’s flapping hands for him to come back down. “Baekhyun’s gonna kill me if this gets out.”
The booth’s suspiciously quiet, and Jongin whirls around with a look of betrayal on his face. Kris coughs.
“Kyungsoo’s a real vindictive shit,” he says with a guilty shrug. Jongin groans again.
“Ladies and gentlemen!” blares out Baekhyun’s voice, volume maxed by the microphone practically mashed against his lips. Jongin starts and turns back to the stage with inching horror. “I’d like to dedicate this song to the best boyfriend in the world, the cutest boy with the greatest ass ever-barring mine-and who is in this very room right now! I love you, baby!” Baekhyun gestures for Tao to punch in the numbers for his song choice, and waits while Tao enters it in with resignation.
“Please kill me. Make it quick and painless,” Jongin begs, legs glued to the floor. Lu Han has the audacity to laugh.
“Well, at least you know Baekhyun really does like you,” Joonmyeon says. “You can finally put that worry to rest?”
Jongin’s noise of despair is drowned out by Baekhyun’s opening notes of Whitney Houston’s “I Will Always Love You,” which is just as well, seeing as nobody should ever hear that sound come out of his mouth ever again.
i didn't even finish it right
edit: now with a vietnamese version by 2plus5is7! thank you so much!