Wanna Give It A Chance?
Title: Wanna Give It A Chance?
Series: Wanna?
Part: 3 of 3
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Summary: Heterosexual dudes don’t fall in love with homosexual dudes.
Notes: Thanks for the wait! I know you jongkey fans are starved for some interaction hohoho. Turns into Jonghyun’s point of view but I don’t think anyone notices or cares lmfao.
Notes version 2.0: This still isn’t supposed to make sense.
[ Wanna Make out?] [ Wanna fuck?]
“This is dumb.”
Key couldn’t really think of anything else to say as he and Jonghyun were left alone in the kitchen, Taemin having cleverly gotten Jinki and Minho out of the house with promises of barbecue and sports. The pair was sitting at the kitchen table, Jonghyun having just got home from wherever, and Key was in the middle of laundry. Why was he always doing laundry? Couldn’t someone else do laundry?
“You mean this isn’t your idea?” Jonghyun snorted and leaned back in his chair, wiping his nose a bit, rolling his eyes.
Key’s eyes narrowed, “You would think this was my idea, wouldn’t you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jonghyun asked, getting just as defensive.
They glared at each other for a few moments before the dryer pinged in the background, making Key stand up with a huff.
“You’re so dumb.”
“Can’t you say anything else?” Jonghyun scoffed.
“Can’t you do anything other than ask questions?” Key snapped as he moved to the laundry room.
Jonghyun followed, “Well I don’t know. What am I supposed to do?”
“Ok seriously stop asking questions you’re going to get on my last nerve if I see one more question mark floating in the air,” Key grumbled as he started to throw dry clothes into a hamper.
Jonghyun pouted, “Why are we here alone?”
“What did I just say!?” Key shoved a sock in Jonghyun’s mouth, hoping it wasn’t one of his own, before stalking off to lock himself into his room to go sort through laundry.
Later that night the other three would return home and deem ‘Operation Leave Jonghyun and Key Alone For The Night’ a failure.
--
“Something’s really off,” Taemin mused as Key worked on bedazzling the maknae’s old school blazer.
“What does everyone keep going on about?” Key tilted his head at the red head, “You’re all being cryptic and weird, I feel like I’m being left out of something big.” He pouted, “You’re not leaving me out of things, are you Taeminnie?”
Taemin grinned, “No.”
“Ok~” Key accepted the answer as he worked on lining the lapels with shiny red rubies.
“Yah, yah, guys!” Jinki slid on socked feet into the kitchen from the bedroom, holding his laptop. “Great news!!”
Taemin squinted, his eyes looking over the screen, “You reached level thirty-seven with your Paladin on World of Warcraft?”
Jinki looked at his monitor and then blushed, quickly exiting out of that screen and then pulling up another, “Look, look, the media finally deems JongKyung as irrelevant!”
“I don’t know why it was relevant, it’s obvious Jonghyun’s gay,” Key said with a shrug.
Everyone fell quiet as they all stared at Key, who was now busy sewing a pretty key patch onto the breast pocket of the blazer. He glanced up at Taemin, at Jinki, and then at Minho who poked his head out of the bathroom, the toothbrush still in his mouth, and Key blinked.
“What?”
“I guess the JongKyung relationship was always irrelevant to you, Key hyung,” Taemin said with a small smile as he picked up the bedazzler™ to start working on making the cuffs of his blazer pretty as well.
Key shrugged as he broke the thread with his teeth, grinning at his handiwork.
--
“Ok this is really dumb, whose idea was this?”
“It was your idea.”
“Well you were the one who asked for help.”
“I just asked for a light bulb you didn’t need to come all the way in here.”
“I didn’t come all the way in here I just walked in and the door slammed behind me, what am I supposed to do about that? There must be a draft in the dorm.”
“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Just about as dumb as your dumb face!”
Jonghyun pinched the bridge of his nose and Key took his mini victory as he sat on the bathroom counter, holding up the light bulb.
“Might as well fix this, now that we’re in here,” the rapper said.
Jonghyun nodded, and then glanced around. “… Er, maybe it can wait…”
“Why?” Key held up the light bulb and waved it impatiently. “Just change it now, you’re so difficult.”
“I can’t change it,” Jonghyun grit out between clenched teeth as he hit Key’s wrist to try and get the light bulb out of his face.
Key arched a brow, “Oh?”
Jonghyun mumbled something, rubbing the back of his neck.
Key leaned forward a bit, tilting his head and turning it to the side, as if he were hard of hearing, “What was that?”
“I said there’s no God damn stool in here!”
Setting the light bulb down so he wouldn’t drop it, Key leaned back and laughed heartily, hand on his stomach as he waved the other hand and tried to cover up his laugh with coughs, his head shaking and his shoulders trembling from laughter. Jonghyun grumbled and sat down on the toilet, but not before he kicked out at Key’s dangling foot in revenge, and after a few moments Key settled down and shook his head.
“You’re so retarded, can’t you problem solve?” Key asked, pulling his feet up on the counter as he squatted on the surface, picking up the light bulb before standing up and unscrewing the burnt out bulb from the socket, putting the new one in.
The new bulb shined brightly and Key didn’t get shocked (he didn’t believe in turning the switch off before changing light bulbs, call it dumb luck) as he tossed the dead bulb into the trash can and sat down on the counter again, scratching the side of his nose and chuckling.
“See? That was easy.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes and slouched on the toilet. “Whatever.”
Key hummed, glancing over at the door, “I didn’t even know this bathroom could lock from the outside.”
“It doesn’t, I think they rigged up a pulley system or something,” Jonghyun groused.
“Oh come on you could be stuck in a bathroom with worse people,” Key scoffed, hopping off of the counter.
“Yeah? Try me,” Jonghyun arched a brow as Key stood in front of him.
“Well, you could be in a bathroom with someone who smells,” Key said, bending over a bit so Jonghyun could catch a whiff of him. Jonghyun took a visible sniff, and then nodded a bit. “And you could be locked in a tight space with someone who’s ugly.” Key bent down further, his hands on Jonghyun’s bony knees as he leveled their faces, their noses less than a foot apart as his feline eyes caught Jonghyun’s. Jonghyun’s adam’s apple bobbed with his swallow and Key chuckled as the older boy nodded. “And… you could be stuck with less willing company.”
Jonghyun couldn’t even ask what that meant before Key was straddling his lap, knees on either side of the older boy’s waist, their groins meeting as the blond rolled his body so expertly it should have been illegal. A soft ‘oh’ left Jonghyun’s lips as Key’s hands rested on his shoulders, the body rolls being executed almost hitting him in the face as Key chuckled softly and ran a hand down his own body, before touching a finger to the underside of Jonghyun’s chin, tilting his head up to look into his eyes.
“Wanna give it a chance?”
Throwing caution to the wind, Jonghyun nodded.
He stood up without even really thinking, the pair of them stumbling as Key’s back hit the bathroom door, a soft sound leaving the younger man’s lips just before Jonghyun claimed them. His hands slid up Key’s shirt and felt the soft skin and the developing muscles, a bit disappointed that he wasn’t as soft or squishy as he’d imagined - as soft or squishy as he would have been if Jonghyun would have gotten to him a few months earlier. But that didn’t matter, as Jonghyun moved his hands to Key’s pants and started to undo them, Key’s fingers moving just as impatiently, the two of them frenzied.
From outside they could hear hushed sounds, curious voices and Jonghyun’s mouth latched onto Key’s neck, making Key toss his head back and moan loudly, Jonghyun’s hands pushing the blond’s shirt up to his armpits before he undid his pants and started to push them down. Simultaneously their hands found what they were looking for and the heat spread between them like wildfire, the kiss breaking as their eyes lowered to watch their fingers jerk their cocks, the tips of which were bumping against each other occasionally, pre-cum mixing and spilling over.
Removing his hands from Key’s body, Jonghyun stripped himself of his shirt and finished removing his pants, kicking them off and to the side as he pinned Key to the door and started to push his pants down his thick thighs, leaving the t-shirt on his torso as his nose buried into the crook of the blond’s neck.
“Fuck,” Jonghyun breathed, inhaling every particle of Key’s cologne that he could as the pants were finally discarded, Key kicking them off. Those legs wrapped around Jonghyun’s waist and for once Jonghyun’s shorter height played an advantageous role, the rapper’s long legs winding around his tiny waist and the singer keeping him pinned to the door as his fingers spread those glorious ass cheeks apart. “Fuck, Key, fuck…”
“Shut up, just shut up and fuck me, God,” Key grunted, his nails scraping over the muscles in Jonghyun’s back.
“But I’ve never - what if I -” Jonghyun couldn’t find words as the tips of his fingers brushed over Key’s quivering hole, feeling it clench and tighten in anticipation and damn it felt so warm, why did he wait so long to do this?
“I need something in me right now, just fucking do something,” Key whimpered, though the commanding tone did not leave his voice as he tossed his head back.
Spreading Key’s ass cheeks once more, each of Jonghyun’s index fingers played with the ring of muscles before teasingly probing inside, carefully massaging the entrance open. With the little keening noises Key was making he knew it felt good, as he went a bit further with every circling motion, switching from his index fingers to his middle fingers, going for the longer reach. They finally breached the first ring of muscles and it was so tight as Key rocked down onto him, Jonghyun closed his eyes and bit into Key’s shoulder to keep himself grounded, sharp fangs digging into the skin and breaking the surface as he panted softly.
He wasn’t going to last in that heat.
Meanwhile, Key was basking in the pleasure, his hands wandering aimlessly on Jonghyun’s back, over his shoulders, up into his hair for his fingers to tangle in before wandering all over once again. Occasionally he pleaded, occasionally he couldn’t form coherent words, but most of all he was receptive and noisy and Jonghyun’s dick just got harder and harder with everything that Key did - every clenching of his ass muscles, every vocalization from that pretty mouth.
Jonghyun had two fingers from each hand in Key’s ass, pumping in and out unaided by anything other than his spit, and after a few moments Key’s body rolled and his fingers drummed on the older man’s spine urgently.
“Please, please, fuck, Jonghyun, fuck-”
Removing his fingers, Jonghyun wasted no time in pressing the tip of his cock to the stretched entrance but fuck it was still tight, it was going to be rough but if Key felt he was ready then he was ready and Jonghyun was going to lose it any moment just listening to Key and teasing him. So he pushed upwards and closed his eyes, his jaw dropping a bit as he tilted his head back, eyes rolling into his head as his cock got engulfed by Key’s body, the pair of them easily picking up a rhythm.
Soon the door wasn’t enough, though, and Jonghyun’s arms flexed as he carried Key from the door to the bathroom counter, carelessly knocking off all sorts of items as he laid Key out on it and started up a harsher pace. Key’s back arched and his head dropped back, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glittering, one hand gripping Jonghyun’s bicep as the other hand kept himself propped up while Jonghyun powered into him. His foot smacked into the door and they vaguely heard someone calling for them but they both ignored it as they kept going; soon the counter wasn’t enough, either, and Jonghyun hefted Key up easily once more, Key motioning towards the toilet.
Jonghyun sat himself down slowly and Key sank down onto his cock, the new angle striking deeper inside of him, the younger biting his lower lip as he started to swivel his hips back and forth. Jonghyun rested his hands on Key’s hips and help guide his movements and it was there that they both started to come undone, Key’s head tilting so his chin rested on his chest; Jonghyun reached up and brought Key down for a crushing kiss, his hips stuttering before he climaxed, triggering Key’s release as well.
After a few moments, Key clambered off of Jonghyun’s lap, using the wall to support himself as he cleaned himself up and straightened his shirt, tugging it back down around his torso and putting on his boxers and pants. Jonghyun stayed seated on the toilet seat, a smirk on his lips and a satisfied glint in his eyes as the knocking on the door finally registered as Jinki, and Key snorted.
“So…”
“I’m not gay,” Jonghyun said.
”Right,” Key looked properly amused as he threw Jonghyun’s clothes at him, only walking a slightly bit stiff as he moved towards the door. “Me either~”
Series: Wanna?
Part: 3 of 3
Pairing: Jonghyun/Key
Summary: Heterosexual dudes don’t fall in love with homosexual dudes.
Notes: Thanks for the wait! I know you jongkey fans are starved for some interaction hohoho. Turns into Jonghyun’s point of view but I don’t think anyone notices or cares lmfao.
Notes version 2.0: This still isn’t supposed to make sense.
[ Wanna Make out?] [ Wanna fuck?]
“This is dumb.”
Key couldn’t really think of anything else to say as he and Jonghyun were left alone in the kitchen, Taemin having cleverly gotten Jinki and Minho out of the house with promises of barbecue and sports. The pair was sitting at the kitchen table, Jonghyun having just got home from wherever, and Key was in the middle of laundry. Why was he always doing laundry? Couldn’t someone else do laundry?
“You mean this isn’t your idea?” Jonghyun snorted and leaned back in his chair, wiping his nose a bit, rolling his eyes.
Key’s eyes narrowed, “You would think this was my idea, wouldn’t you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Jonghyun asked, getting just as defensive.
They glared at each other for a few moments before the dryer pinged in the background, making Key stand up with a huff.
“You’re so dumb.”
“Can’t you say anything else?” Jonghyun scoffed.
“Can’t you do anything other than ask questions?” Key snapped as he moved to the laundry room.
Jonghyun followed, “Well I don’t know. What am I supposed to do?”
“Ok seriously stop asking questions you’re going to get on my last nerve if I see one more question mark floating in the air,” Key grumbled as he started to throw dry clothes into a hamper.
Jonghyun pouted, “Why are we here alone?”
“What did I just say!?” Key shoved a sock in Jonghyun’s mouth, hoping it wasn’t one of his own, before stalking off to lock himself into his room to go sort through laundry.
Later that night the other three would return home and deem ‘Operation Leave Jonghyun and Key Alone For The Night’ a failure.
--
“Something’s really off,” Taemin mused as Key worked on bedazzling the maknae’s old school blazer.
“What does everyone keep going on about?” Key tilted his head at the red head, “You’re all being cryptic and weird, I feel like I’m being left out of something big.” He pouted, “You’re not leaving me out of things, are you Taeminnie?”
Taemin grinned, “No.”
“Ok~” Key accepted the answer as he worked on lining the lapels with shiny red rubies.
“Yah, yah, guys!” Jinki slid on socked feet into the kitchen from the bedroom, holding his laptop. “Great news!!”
Taemin squinted, his eyes looking over the screen, “You reached level thirty-seven with your Paladin on World of Warcraft?”
Jinki looked at his monitor and then blushed, quickly exiting out of that screen and then pulling up another, “Look, look, the media finally deems JongKyung as irrelevant!”
“I don’t know why it was relevant, it’s obvious Jonghyun’s gay,” Key said with a shrug.
Everyone fell quiet as they all stared at Key, who was now busy sewing a pretty key patch onto the breast pocket of the blazer. He glanced up at Taemin, at Jinki, and then at Minho who poked his head out of the bathroom, the toothbrush still in his mouth, and Key blinked.
“What?”
“I guess the JongKyung relationship was always irrelevant to you, Key hyung,” Taemin said with a small smile as he picked up the bedazzler™ to start working on making the cuffs of his blazer pretty as well.
Key shrugged as he broke the thread with his teeth, grinning at his handiwork.
--
“Ok this is really dumb, whose idea was this?”
“It was your idea.”
“Well you were the one who asked for help.”
“I just asked for a light bulb you didn’t need to come all the way in here.”
“I didn’t come all the way in here I just walked in and the door slammed behind me, what am I supposed to do about that? There must be a draft in the dorm.”
“That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”
“Just about as dumb as your dumb face!”
Jonghyun pinched the bridge of his nose and Key took his mini victory as he sat on the bathroom counter, holding up the light bulb.
“Might as well fix this, now that we’re in here,” the rapper said.
Jonghyun nodded, and then glanced around. “… Er, maybe it can wait…”
“Why?” Key held up the light bulb and waved it impatiently. “Just change it now, you’re so difficult.”
“I can’t change it,” Jonghyun grit out between clenched teeth as he hit Key’s wrist to try and get the light bulb out of his face.
Key arched a brow, “Oh?”
Jonghyun mumbled something, rubbing the back of his neck.
Key leaned forward a bit, tilting his head and turning it to the side, as if he were hard of hearing, “What was that?”
“I said there’s no God damn stool in here!”
Setting the light bulb down so he wouldn’t drop it, Key leaned back and laughed heartily, hand on his stomach as he waved the other hand and tried to cover up his laugh with coughs, his head shaking and his shoulders trembling from laughter. Jonghyun grumbled and sat down on the toilet, but not before he kicked out at Key’s dangling foot in revenge, and after a few moments Key settled down and shook his head.
“You’re so retarded, can’t you problem solve?” Key asked, pulling his feet up on the counter as he squatted on the surface, picking up the light bulb before standing up and unscrewing the burnt out bulb from the socket, putting the new one in.
The new bulb shined brightly and Key didn’t get shocked (he didn’t believe in turning the switch off before changing light bulbs, call it dumb luck) as he tossed the dead bulb into the trash can and sat down on the counter again, scratching the side of his nose and chuckling.
“See? That was easy.”
Jonghyun rolled his eyes and slouched on the toilet. “Whatever.”
Key hummed, glancing over at the door, “I didn’t even know this bathroom could lock from the outside.”
“It doesn’t, I think they rigged up a pulley system or something,” Jonghyun groused.
“Oh come on you could be stuck in a bathroom with worse people,” Key scoffed, hopping off of the counter.
“Yeah? Try me,” Jonghyun arched a brow as Key stood in front of him.
“Well, you could be in a bathroom with someone who smells,” Key said, bending over a bit so Jonghyun could catch a whiff of him. Jonghyun took a visible sniff, and then nodded a bit. “And you could be locked in a tight space with someone who’s ugly.” Key bent down further, his hands on Jonghyun’s bony knees as he leveled their faces, their noses less than a foot apart as his feline eyes caught Jonghyun’s. Jonghyun’s adam’s apple bobbed with his swallow and Key chuckled as the older boy nodded. “And… you could be stuck with less willing company.”
Jonghyun couldn’t even ask what that meant before Key was straddling his lap, knees on either side of the older boy’s waist, their groins meeting as the blond rolled his body so expertly it should have been illegal. A soft ‘oh’ left Jonghyun’s lips as Key’s hands rested on his shoulders, the body rolls being executed almost hitting him in the face as Key chuckled softly and ran a hand down his own body, before touching a finger to the underside of Jonghyun’s chin, tilting his head up to look into his eyes.
“Wanna give it a chance?”
Throwing caution to the wind, Jonghyun nodded.
He stood up without even really thinking, the pair of them stumbling as Key’s back hit the bathroom door, a soft sound leaving the younger man’s lips just before Jonghyun claimed them. His hands slid up Key’s shirt and felt the soft skin and the developing muscles, a bit disappointed that he wasn’t as soft or squishy as he’d imagined - as soft or squishy as he would have been if Jonghyun would have gotten to him a few months earlier. But that didn’t matter, as Jonghyun moved his hands to Key’s pants and started to undo them, Key’s fingers moving just as impatiently, the two of them frenzied.
From outside they could hear hushed sounds, curious voices and Jonghyun’s mouth latched onto Key’s neck, making Key toss his head back and moan loudly, Jonghyun’s hands pushing the blond’s shirt up to his armpits before he undid his pants and started to push them down. Simultaneously their hands found what they were looking for and the heat spread between them like wildfire, the kiss breaking as their eyes lowered to watch their fingers jerk their cocks, the tips of which were bumping against each other occasionally, pre-cum mixing and spilling over.
Removing his hands from Key’s body, Jonghyun stripped himself of his shirt and finished removing his pants, kicking them off and to the side as he pinned Key to the door and started to push his pants down his thick thighs, leaving the t-shirt on his torso as his nose buried into the crook of the blond’s neck.
“Fuck,” Jonghyun breathed, inhaling every particle of Key’s cologne that he could as the pants were finally discarded, Key kicking them off. Those legs wrapped around Jonghyun’s waist and for once Jonghyun’s shorter height played an advantageous role, the rapper’s long legs winding around his tiny waist and the singer keeping him pinned to the door as his fingers spread those glorious ass cheeks apart. “Fuck, Key, fuck…”
“Shut up, just shut up and fuck me, God,” Key grunted, his nails scraping over the muscles in Jonghyun’s back.
“But I’ve never - what if I -” Jonghyun couldn’t find words as the tips of his fingers brushed over Key’s quivering hole, feeling it clench and tighten in anticipation and damn it felt so warm, why did he wait so long to do this?
“I need something in me right now, just fucking do something,” Key whimpered, though the commanding tone did not leave his voice as he tossed his head back.
Spreading Key’s ass cheeks once more, each of Jonghyun’s index fingers played with the ring of muscles before teasingly probing inside, carefully massaging the entrance open. With the little keening noises Key was making he knew it felt good, as he went a bit further with every circling motion, switching from his index fingers to his middle fingers, going for the longer reach. They finally breached the first ring of muscles and it was so tight as Key rocked down onto him, Jonghyun closed his eyes and bit into Key’s shoulder to keep himself grounded, sharp fangs digging into the skin and breaking the surface as he panted softly.
He wasn’t going to last in that heat.
Meanwhile, Key was basking in the pleasure, his hands wandering aimlessly on Jonghyun’s back, over his shoulders, up into his hair for his fingers to tangle in before wandering all over once again. Occasionally he pleaded, occasionally he couldn’t form coherent words, but most of all he was receptive and noisy and Jonghyun’s dick just got harder and harder with everything that Key did - every clenching of his ass muscles, every vocalization from that pretty mouth.
Jonghyun had two fingers from each hand in Key’s ass, pumping in and out unaided by anything other than his spit, and after a few moments Key’s body rolled and his fingers drummed on the older man’s spine urgently.
“Please, please, fuck, Jonghyun, fuck-”
Removing his fingers, Jonghyun wasted no time in pressing the tip of his cock to the stretched entrance but fuck it was still tight, it was going to be rough but if Key felt he was ready then he was ready and Jonghyun was going to lose it any moment just listening to Key and teasing him. So he pushed upwards and closed his eyes, his jaw dropping a bit as he tilted his head back, eyes rolling into his head as his cock got engulfed by Key’s body, the pair of them easily picking up a rhythm.
Soon the door wasn’t enough, though, and Jonghyun’s arms flexed as he carried Key from the door to the bathroom counter, carelessly knocking off all sorts of items as he laid Key out on it and started up a harsher pace. Key’s back arched and his head dropped back, his cheeks flushed and his eyes glittering, one hand gripping Jonghyun’s bicep as the other hand kept himself propped up while Jonghyun powered into him. His foot smacked into the door and they vaguely heard someone calling for them but they both ignored it as they kept going; soon the counter wasn’t enough, either, and Jonghyun hefted Key up easily once more, Key motioning towards the toilet.
Jonghyun sat himself down slowly and Key sank down onto his cock, the new angle striking deeper inside of him, the younger biting his lower lip as he started to swivel his hips back and forth. Jonghyun rested his hands on Key’s hips and help guide his movements and it was there that they both started to come undone, Key’s head tilting so his chin rested on his chest; Jonghyun reached up and brought Key down for a crushing kiss, his hips stuttering before he climaxed, triggering Key’s release as well.
After a few moments, Key clambered off of Jonghyun’s lap, using the wall to support himself as he cleaned himself up and straightened his shirt, tugging it back down around his torso and putting on his boxers and pants. Jonghyun stayed seated on the toilet seat, a smirk on his lips and a satisfied glint in his eyes as the knocking on the door finally registered as Jinki, and Key snorted.
“So…”
“I’m not gay,” Jonghyun said.
”Right,” Key looked properly amused as he threw Jonghyun’s clothes at him, only walking a slightly bit stiff as he moved towards the door. “Me either~”