Unlock - Chapter Twenty Four
Title: Unlock
Authors: renichifreak and yeonah
Chapter: 24/?
Fandom: SS501
Pairings: KyuSaeng (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng is played by renichifreak and KyuJong is played by me. Updates will be every second Wednesday <3
"Park JungMin, what did you do this time?" YoungSaeng called out, unable to see a thing.
"I didn't do anything!" JungMin whined.
"Looks like the whole school's out," HaRa said, opening the backstage door to peek out into the hallway beyond.
There was a crash and a yelp as something fell on top of JungMin inside the closet the redhead had vanished into.
Still holding KyuJong's hand, YoungSaeng slowly walked toward the closet JungMin had been in. "You okay in there, Min?"
"Ow," was the reply.
Blinking, KyuJong squinted to try and see inside the dark closet. "Anyone have a flashlight?"
"Nope," Hara replied, Nicole echoing her.
"There might be one in here, but I can't really move so I wouldn't know," JungMin's voice floated out to them, sounding a little strained.
Thinking of something, YoungSaeng fished into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, altering the screen brightness. "This'll work until we get Minnie yah out of the closet and find an actual flashlight."
Lips quirking upwards at YoungSaeng's resourcefulness, KyuJong got out his own cell phone as well, putting the screen brightness up to maximum and holding it out in front of him.
The light, as little as it was, showed just why JungMin couldn't move. The redhead was pinned to the ground under a box of props that had fallen when he fumbled around in the dark.
Laughing, YoungSaeng handed KyuJong his phone and crouched down, beginning to clear props and things off of JungMin. "And this is why you stay in place when the power goes out."
The younger boy was wincing under the weight, but looked more put-off than in pain. "I was trying to get back out," he pouted, blinking up at YoungSaeng from where he was sprawled on his stomach. "Do you know you look taller from down here?"
Moving from his crouched position to a seated one, YoungSaeng smiled. "Better?"
"Much." JungMin flailed a little. "It would be even better if I could get up." There was still a pole of some sort preventing him from getting up.
Grinning, HyunJoong walked over and steadied himself before lifting the surprisingly heavy pole from JungMin's back. "Better?"
"A lot better," the redhead groaned, carefully sitting up and wincing as he crawled out from where he'd been pinned. "That's gonna bruise."
"You okay?" YoungSaeng asked. "That pole looked pretty heavy."
"It was," JungMin chuckled, taking advantage of the fact that YoungSaeng was still sitting on the ground to flop down over the older boy's lap. "I might need a massage to feel better after my back has been abused so."
Rolling his eyes, YoungSaeng shifted enough to place his hands on JungMin's back and lightly massage as the boy asked. "How's that?"
"Mmmmmm..." the redhead closed his eyes happily as the ache in his back after being slammed into the ground so suddenly started to fade a little.
"Well, there is a way to get him to stay still," HyunJoong remarked, smiling at how feline-like JungMin was.
"Drop heavy things on his back?" KyuJong chuckled, trying to ignore the fact that JungMin was draped across his boyfriend's lap.
"The power's taking forever to come back," Nicole pointed out, walking around outside the closet. "Normally the back-up generators would have kicked in by now."
"Should we get into the hallway? The windows will give us light," HaRa suggested.
HyunJoong nodded before reaching out to help JungMin to his feet knowing that KyuJong would give YoungSaeng a hand.
Opening his eyes, JungMin blinked at the offered hand and reached out to take it, climbing out of YoungSaeng's lap.
Yelping at the slight shock he got, he looked at JungMin. "That's some static charge you got there..." he said, shaking his hand out with a smile.
Staring at him for a second, JungMin's lips pursed in a pout. "Maybe something in that box did it."
KyuJong turned to help YoungSaeng up, seeing JungMin fiddle with his gloves in the corner of his vision.
JungMin hummed softly, rolling back and forth on his heels before getting out of the closet and stretching. KyuJong pulled YoungSaeng to his feet gently, smiling at him in the dark. "Let's find somewhere with light."
"Light would be good," YoungSaeng replied when he was on his feet. Slowly, he turned and walked toward where he knew the door was and opened it, walking out and smiling when he was able to see more than just familiar outlines.
KyuJong followed him, staying beside his boyfriend as the others followed them out. "So what caused that anyways, do you think?" he mused, looking around. All the other students were wandering around, some of them wondering if their afternoon classes would be cancelled without power.
"It's not storming out," HyunJoong said. "Not even a drop of rain. Faulty wiring, maybe?"
"If it is, we may be in for a free afternoon," HyungJoon whooped happily. JungMin snorted in amusement.
"I have no problem with a free afternoon," YoungSaeng pointed out.
"Then let's find somewhere else to be," Nicole said, stretching. "We can't practice like this, and it's too nice outside to stay in the dark."
"Well, if anyone has any ideas, I'm all ears," HyungJoon stated.
"Sorry, but the only thing I can think of doesn't involve you guys, so that's out," YoungSaeng stated teasingly, smiling widely.
"What idea would that be?" JungMin asked, eyes dancing in mischief.
"One that you can forget about, Min. You're not my type," YoungSaeng replied.
JungMin pouted. "I'm hurt." He attached himself to HyunJoong, who was quickly becoming his favorite flirting target, though he did pick on HyungJoon at times (and even KyuJong once before YoungSaeng caught him). "Am I yours, then?"
Reddening slightly, HyunJoong rolled his eyes. "I wasn't aware that I had a type," he remarked, though in all honesty, he really was his type in every physical sense.
The redhead pursed his lips in a pout. "You are all horrible to me." With that he flounced off.
"One down," KyuJong murmured in YoungSaeng's ear with a chuckle.
"So I wasn't the only one thinking that, hmm?" YoungSaeng murmured back.
"Maybe." There was a smile in the older boy's voice.
"I think they're subtly trying to get us to leave," HaRa mused, watching them.
"Not very subtle if you ask me," Nicole said with a smile.
"Let's leave the lovebirds alone then," HyungJoon sighed, steering Nicole away.
Nicole pouted deeply. "Do we have to?" she whined.
"Yes, we have to. Leave the couple alone. I'm sure you'll find another," HyunJoong pointed out.
KyuJong watched with amusement as Nicole was reluctantly led away, wrapping his arms around YoungSaeng when they were finally alone. "Where to?" he murmured, kissing his cheek.
"I actually hadn't thought that far ahead yet," YoungSaeng replied sheepishly.
Chuckling, KyuJong stroked YoungSaeng's side lightly with his thumb. "Well, want to walk around for a bit outside, or head to our room? Though I'm not sure if we'll have power there either."
"Well, I'm sure that we can figure out something to do in the dark," YoungSaeng teased. "I honestly don't mind what we do, but I'd prefer to just be with you."
"Same." KyuJong blushed at the suggestion. "Room then?" He didn't want to have to worry about people seeing them, and just be themselves.
"Yeah. I'm feeling that a nap would be good for us," YoungSaeng replied, smiling.
"Let's get going then," the time traveler murmured, keeping his arm around YoungSaeng as they headed back towards their room. Seeing there were no other students around, he snuck a light kiss against the corner of YoungSaeng's mouth, smiling.
Smiling into the kiss, he returned it before leading the way back to their room. Once there, YoungSaeng opened the door and motioned KyuJong inside.
The older boy slipped inside at the motion, noting that the power was out in this section of the campus as well. "Looks like we'll be in the dark for a while," he chuckled, looking back at YoungSaeng.
Smiling back, YoungSaeng closed the door and leaned against it. "Oh darn. Whatever shall we do?" he chuckled.
"You were saying something about a nap earlier?" KyuJong chuckled, turned around to press both hands on the door on either side of his boyfriend, smiling.
"That, I did," YoungSaeng responded. "It'd be a bit hard to do that here, though," he added, though made no effort to move.
"Are you hinting I should move?" KyuJong teased, eyes dancing in the dark.
"Hmm...I don't recall ever saying that..." YoungSaeng mused.
"So you don't want me to move?" the older boy chuckled, leaning in closer.
"I'm quite pleased with where you are right now," YoungSaeng laughed lightly.
KyuJong smiled. "That's good...because I don't feel like moving." He leaned in, forearms pressing against the door instead as he kissed YoungSaeng.
Winding his arms around KyuJong, YoungSaeng leaned into the kiss, eyes closing as he parted his lips immediately, now almost second nature to him.
It was as natural as breathing to deepen the kiss, KyuJong's tongue finding the other boy's as he tilted his head slightly, fingers playing with the ends of YoungSaeng's hair.
Feeling his body relax, YoungSaeng's tongue met KyuJong's, wrapping around and enticing his boyfriend gently.
KyuJong pressed closer in response, making a soft noise as he lowered one hand to run it along YoungSaeng's side, thumb stroking the material of his shirt.
"Why can I not get enough?" YoungSaeng murmured against KyuJong's lips, pulling him closer.
"Probably the same reason I can't," KyuJong breathed, letting YoungSaeng pull him in until they were flush against each other, KyuJong leaning on the door to keep stable as he brushed against his boyfriend.
A quiet gasp slipped from YoungSaeng's lips as he felt KyuJong press against him. He was amazed at how his boyfriend made him feel. He moved his hand to run down KyuJong's side while the other wrapped into his hair, loving the feel of the strands slipping through his fingers.
KyuJong shivered at the touch, breath hitching as he kissed the other boy's swollen lips and moved to his jaw instead, kissing and nipping the soft skin, unable to stop himself.
Mind blurring due to the feel of his boyfriend's lips against his skin, YoungSaeng dropped his head back, eyes falling closed at the sensations. Breath quickening, he tightened his hold on the other, absolutely not wanting him to ever stop.
Feeling the hands in his hair and against his side gripping tighter, KyuJong smiled against YoungSaeng's jaw before dipped his head a little, kissing where his neck met his shoulders. "Saeng," he breathed, the hand that wasn't keeping him from falling forward into the door slipping under the younger boy's shirt a little, brushing against his side.
Taking a deep breath, YoungSaeng leaned forward slightly, brushing his lips over the shell of KyuJong's ear. "Maybe we should take this someplace else..." he whispered, voice deep.
Inhaling at the lips against his ear, KyuJong nodded against YoungSaeng neck, kissing the soft skin again. He straightened to catch his boyfriend's lips again as he eased them away from the door and towards the bed.
Meeting KyuJong's lips with his own, YoungSaeng followed KyuJong's lead as they slowly headed toward the bed, focused more on the elder than the journey.
KyuJong knew they'd reached the bed when his legs encountered resistance from behind, and he drew YoungSaeng down with him, hand slipping further underneath the other boy's shirt to press against his back as his own hit the bed.
YoungSaeng released a muffled sound as he was pulled down and right against KyuJong, moaning loudly as his hand found more skin.
The moan woke up something inside the older boy, KyuJong quickly realizing that he didn't ever want to stop. Running his fingers along the soft skin, he nibbled on YoungSaeng's lower lip and deepened the kiss again, before pulling back after a long heated moment. "S-Saeng," he whispered, their breath mixing.
"If we don't stop...I don't think I'll be able to stop at all..."
Looking into KyuJong's eyes, YoungSaeng lifted a hand and ran it lightly down his boyfriend's cheek. "Then don't stop," he murmured quietly, words that were only meant for KyuJong's ears.
Not expecting that, KyuJong paused in the movement of his hand against YoungSaeng's back, meeting his boyfriend's eyes with surprise. The absolute trust he saw in their dark depths made it hard to breathe, and for a moment he could only lean against the hand touching his cheek, overwhelmed.
He remembered YoungSaeng walking into the room their very first day of school, and nearly jumping out of his skin to see someone already there. He remembered bare whispers of conversation, a reluctance to even stand close to him, a blank gaze that scared him when KyuJong found out the first of his many secrets.
How had they gotten from there...to here? To this moment?
His gaze softened, and he reached up with his free hand to brush his thumb under YoungSaeng's eye. "You're sure?" he whispered.
"Kyu, you've been by me since the very beginning. I trusted no one and was terrified of myself until you showed up. I've never been more sure of anything in my life," YoungSaeng explained quietly, smiling softly at the young man.
KyuJong looked up at YoungSaeng, gently caressing the side of his face, hardly able to believe it. He returned the smile with a warm one of his own, leaning up to brush his lips against the younger boy's. "I love you so much," he whispered against those soft lips, putting all his emotion into the words.
Leaning into the gentle kiss, YoungSaeng returned the gesture with just as much feeling as KyuJong had given. "And I love you even more than that..."
"How do you figure?" KyuJong murmured. His hand resumed running along YoungSaeng's back, teasing at the soft skin and tracing the line of his spine as he nipped at YoungSaeng's lips lightly.
YoungSaeng trembled under the touch before looking KyuJong in the eyes. "Because you're my whole world," he replied matter-of-factly.
Smiling at his boyfriend's words, feeling his heart swell in his chest, KyuJong drew YoungSaeng down again with his free hand, kissing his cheek and whispering into his ear, "You're my whole world too...never forget that."
YoungSaeng smiled gently before returning his lips to his boyfriend's, not wanting to be away any longer.
KyuJong returned the kiss, deepening it and arching up into the other boy, pressing their bodies flush together with a soft moan.
Moaning as their bodies pressed together, YoungSaeng leaned back in order to slowly remove his shirt, dropping it to the side with a healthy flush before lightly tugging on KyuJong's.
Flushing as well, KyuJong smiled and helped YoungSaeng in removing his own shirt, though he couldn't help but be distracted at the same time, tempted to run his hands along his boyfriend's now exposed skin.
Once his shirt was off as well, and promptly knocked over the side of the bed along with YoungSaeng's, he drew YoungSaeng back down. The moan that slipped from his lips was louder than before as their upper bodies were pressed together, KyuJong's hands exploring, feeling the heated skin against his own.
YoungSaeng had to gasp as he was pulled down, bare chest pressed againt KyuJong's. He had never felt anything so powerful as he brought his lips to KyuJong's, trembling under his boyfriend's wandering hands. Slowly, his own began to slide over the bare flesh before him.
Responding to the kiss, KyuJong deepened it as he ran his hands along YoungSaeng's sides and back. Moving slowly, he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and flipped them around, laying YoungSaeng gently down against the bed sheets and kissing his soft lips.
Releasing a sound of surprise at the sudden change of position, YoungSaeng clung tighter to the young man now resting against him, entangling their legs together.
Feeling the friction of their jeans rubbing together, KyuJong shivered as he opened his eyes to look down at YoungSaeng, running one hand through his soft hair. Lips curling into a smile, he kissed him again, then transferred to kissing his neck instead, the hand that wasn't supporting his weight slowly trailing down to run over his boyfriend's chest.
Arching slightly into the touch, YoungSaeng closed his eyes as he felt the hand run down his chest. He sighed into the kiss, resting one hand on his hip and the other on his shoulder.
KyuJong shifted into the light touch, nipping at the soft skin of YoungSaeng's neck and collarbone, gradually moving further down his body and showing every inch of skin he passed equal attention.
"Nnnng..." YoungSaeng moaned quietly, body arching ever so slightly under KyuJong's ministrations. His grip tightened as his body was overtaken by a need he'd never felt until KyuJong came along.
Smiling against the other boy's skin, KyuJong ran one hand against YoungSaeng's flat stomach, fingertips brushing the edge of his jeans. The sound of the moan made him a little bolder, kissing YoungSaeng's chest as his fingers continued to play with the rim of his jeans.
YoungSaeng's breath caught when he felt KyuJong's fingers playing with the rim of his pants. No matter how much he trusted KyuJong, he couldn't help the nervousness he felt. The lips against his chest, though, managed to help calm him a bit as one hand lifted into KyuJong's hair.
Feeling the hand in his hair, KyuJong looked up to see YoungSaeng's face, checking to make sure he was all right. "Is this okay?" he whispered against YoungSaeng's chest, thumb caressing the soft skin of his stomach.
YoungSaeng smiled reassuringly. "It is. I'm just really nervous, I suppose," he confessed quietly, eyes fluttering at the feel of KyuJong's thumb and breath against his chest.
KyuJong smiled in return, easing himself back up to kiss YoungSaeng's lips again, bare skin brushing. "If you find it too much, I'll stop," he whispered gently, touching his cheek with one hand. "Just tell me."
He wanted YoungSaeng, he wanted him so much...but he would never do anything that made him uncomfortable.
"I trust you completely, Kyu..." YoungSaeng whispered against KyuJong's lips. He needed KyuJong with everything that he had at this point.
Smiling softly, KyuJong searched with one hand until he found YoungSaeng's own, twining their fingers together and squeezing gently. "Thank you," he breathed. "Thank you for trusting me...” He kissed him again, trying to let him know just how much it meant to him, and how he would never, ever abuse that trust.
YoungSaeng's eyes fell closed as he tightened the hold that KyuJong had on his hand, the contact setting him at ease, along with the fact that KyuJong was just as nervous as he was.
He parted his lips as the kiss deepened. The feel of KyuJong against him and showing him such care was nearly overwhelming to him, but he loved everything he was feeling, hoping that he could return even a fraction to his boyfriend.
KyuJong's eyes closed as well, responding by tilting his head slightly to one side and meeting YoungSaeng's tongue with his own. He didn't remove his hand from the other boy's, giving YoungSaeng time to get used to this.
YoungSaeng's free hand settled on KyuJong's side, fingers lightly running up and down the bare skin. Unsure of what to say verbally, YoungSaeng slowly broke the kiss and met KyuJong's eyes, gaze steady and needy before returning for more of the time traveler's lips.
Opening his eyes to meet the younger boy's gaze, KyuJong swallowed at the look in YoungSaeng's eyes, returning the kiss when his boyfriend leaned up, meeting him halfway. Carefully shifting his weight so that he could keep the hold on YoungSaeng's hand and move his other hand without falling over, he slowly traced out the shape of YoungSaeng's collarbone and chest, mapping out his body.
Moaning into the kiss, YoungSaeng trembled slightly wherever KyuJong's hand passed over. The hand on KyuJong's side slid up and rested on his shoulder.
The older boy smiled at the hand against his shoulder, continuing the light motion of his hand over YoungSaeng's upper body.
When his fingers found the edge of his jeans again, he paused, breaking the kiss a little to look at YoungSaeng for his permission to continue.
Swallowing when he felt KyuJong's fingers running the edge of his jeans again, YoungSaeng met the questioning gaze with a smile before nodding his head slightly.
Smile widening, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's lips lightly. His fingers trailed along the edge until he found the buttons and zipper, carefully undoing them before sliding the jeans down his boyfriend's legs and off.
YoungSaeng raised his hips slightly in order to help KyuJong slip the jeans off, only to gasp sharply as he felt the light touch of KyuJong's hands against his bare legs. When his pants were off and discarded, YoungSaeng bit his lip and moved his hands to KyuJong's jeans, shaking hands slowly undoing the fasteners before sliding them off to join his own on the floor.
At the first brush of their bare legs together, KyuJong drew in a shaky breath, blush coming to his face. Left only in their boxers, he leaned up a little to take in the view of YoungSaeng underneath him, breath stolen by the sight. Smiling, he leaned back down and kissed his lips lightly. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he whispered.
Blushing under the tender gaze, YoungSaeng responded to the kiss. At KyuJong's whispered words though, the blush darkened slightly as a small smile turned his lips. "You've said something of the sort," he whispered back, hands now running the length of KyuJong's arms.
"Well I'm saying it again," KyuJong murmured, shivering at the hands running along his arms. "You're beautiful, YoungSaeng." He kissed the boy's lips, one hand resting lightly against his leg, not moving, just enjoying the contact.
YoungSaeng found himself smiling brightly. "I love you, too..." he responded, leaning into the kiss.
Deepening the kiss, KyuJong kept his eyes partly open this time, wanting to watch YoungSaeng's expression. He slowly ran his hand along YoungSaeng's leg to his knee, thumb brushing over the soft skin.
Feeling the hand lightly run up his leg, YoungSaeng felt his heart beat faster. He bent his leg at the knee, craving the touch as he parted his lips, letting his tongue twine with KyuJong's.
Half his attention on the kiss, the other half on the reactions the movement of his hand drew, KyuJong continued to caress the skin just above his boyfriend's knee. After a moment, always giving YoungSaeng time to adjust, he slowly brought his hand down his thigh instead, back and forth lightly.
His breath began to quicken at the combination of both the hand caressing his thigh and the absolute care that KyuJong was showing him. Unable to resist, YoungSaeng met KyuJong's eyes. "Please, Kyu yah..."
Looking down at YoungSaeng, KyuJong smiled and rested their foreheads together lightly, so that YoungSaeng was all he could see. "Tell me what you want, Saeng," he whispered, fingers playing with the bottom of the other boy's boxers. He wanted to hear it straight from YoungSaeng, to know for sure this was really happening, that he wasn't really imagining it, that he wasn't going too fast.
Looking at KyuJong, YoungSaeng could only smile softly. "Just you," he murmured quietly.
Expression softening, KyuJong kissed those soft lips again. "You have me," he whispered in return. "All of me."
One hand found the waistband to his boxers, curling into it. "Do I have you?"
Moving his body into KyuJong's touch, YoungSaeng nodded, letting his fingers run through his boyfriend's hair. "Every last bit."
The words resonated inside him, KyuJong's smile widening. Blinking back dampness in his eyes, he whispered "I love you" against YoungSaeng's lips as he removed the last article of his clothing.
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It was closing in on dusk when YoungSaeng opened his eyes. The soft light coming from the bathroom showed that the lights had come back on. Yawning lightly, he moved to stretch but stopped, feeling both an ache down his spine and warmth against his side.
Looking over, he smiled as he saw KyuJong right beside him. Reaching up, he lightly ran a hand down his arm, completely and utterly content.
KyuJong stirred sleepily at the light touch, burying his face against YoungSaeng's shoulder. After a minute he slowly opened his eyes, lifting his head just a little to blink up at YoungSaeng through his bangs. "Morning," he whispered, before he noticed the lack of light meant it wasn't morning at all.
"You're either a little too early, or a bit too late for that sentiment," YoungSaeng laughed, curling back into the warm body beside him.
Blinking, KyuJong smiled tiredly and wrapped his arms securely around his boyfriend's body. "What else is new." He kissed YoungSaeng's temple, feeling their bare legs tangled together under the blankets. He was tired, but completely at peace. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore...happy...content..." YoungSaeng replied, lips upturned. "You?"
The older boy turned pink. "Very happy," he murmured, smiling back. He brushed YoungSaeng's hair out of his eyes, caressing the side of his face.
YoungSaeng brought a hand up to rest over KyuJong's. He was completely blown away by his boyfriend-lover. Never having been able to trust anyone, YoungSaeng savored every second he could in the arms of someone who had broken through every barrier he'd been encased in.
Smile widening at the light touch, KyuJong leaned forward to kiss YoungSaeng sweetly. "Think they're wondering what happened to us by now?" he chuckled, not particularly bothered as he twined their fingers together and nuzzled closer.
"Let them," YoungSaeng stated. "We can deal with everything outside of this room later."
"Sounds like a plan to me," KyuJong laughed, kissing him again. "We should probably take a shower though." And...change the bed sheets.
"But that would involve moving, and I don't think I want to do that quite yet," YoungSaeng pouted.
"Okay," the older boy chuckled, nuzzling his nose against YoungSaeng's neck. "I can live with that." He was very comfortable where he was, practically glued to his boyfriend. "You're warm."
"That would be body heat, Love," YoungSaeng murmured, amused.
"Details, details." KyuJong closed his eyes. He couldn't remember ever feeling better than he did now.
Laughing, YoungSaeng closed his eyes and smiled. "I love you," he said after a moment, completely open and relaxed.
Opening his eyes again, KyuJong smiled widely at the heartfelt words. The amount of times YoungSaeng said so first was small, and never failed to make his heart swell with emotion, Kissing YoungSaeng's neck, he lifted his head so that he could look at YoungSaeng's face, touching noses lightly. "I love you too," he replied softly, running one hand through his boyfriend's soft hair.
YoungSaeng purred lightly under the gentle caress, feeling more content and relaxed than he ever had. While he'd heard the words before from his mother, and even his father before his breakdown, they never quite held as much power as when they fell from KyuJong's lips.
Smiling at the purr, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's lips lightly, feeling perfectly content to just stay in bed as long as possible.
After a minute he heard a buzzing sound from somewhere, lifting his head questioningly. "What's that?" He noticed YoungSaeng's phone vibrating on the bed stand, the icon for a text message flashing across its display.
Blinking, YoungSaeng reached for his phone, opening the text. A second later, his face exploded into a deep red as he let out a loud and ringing whine, burying himself beneath the blanket.
Staring at his boyfriend for a moment, KyuJong took his phone to see what the message was. "What's wrong?"
From: Park JungMin
I don't know if you noticed, but my room is right beside yours. And you're DEFINITELY not having any problems with that voice now~
PS: Be happy I chased my roommate out when he asked what all the banging was ;)
"If I killed him, do you think I could get away with it?" YoungSaeng murmured, refusing to come out of 'hiding'.
"I think someone would notice he's missing after a couple days of quiet," KyuJong pointed out, closing the phone and putting it down as he tried to keep from turning as red as YoungSaeng. "Though you might want to blackmail him with something before he tells the others."
"But I have nothing. The last thing he did was jump out the window thinking he could fly, but they already know that now," YoungSaeng pouted.
"Threaten to take away his carrots?" KyuJong suggested lamely, red by now. He lifted the blanket a little so he could see YoungSaeng's face again, nuzzling close and kissing his forehead. "I guess we'll just have to wing it then." Nicole was probably going to deafen them all.
YoungSaeng had to laugh at the lame suggestion as he cuddled back. "I really don't want him to tell the others, especially HyungJoon or Nicole," he whined childishly. "They follow us around enough with that camera as it is..."
"Then maybe just tell him not to say anything? He seems to listen to you." KyuJong ran his hand along YoungSaeng's bare back. It was true, while JungMin seemed to hardly care about requests from anyone else unless it suited him, he did listen to YoungSaeng.
Nodding, YoungSaeng reached for his phone and began typing.
From: Heo YoungSaeng
Min, pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaaase don't tell the others...Nicole follows us enough.../puppy eyes
Snuggling back down under the blankets, KyuJong wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng again and waited for the reply. He ended up burying his face in his boyfriend's shoulder to hide his laughter when there was an audible whine from the other side of the wall. A moment later, YoungSaeng's phone buzzed again.
From: Park JungMin
Fine fine, but you owe me lunch for traumatization!
From: Heo YoungSaeng
Traumatization, my ass. You wouldn't be texting me if you were so traumatized...
From: Park JungMin
You still owe me lunch though <3
From: Heo YoungSaeng
We'll see~~
"So, is he willing to keep it secret?" KyuJong chuckled, watching with amusement.
YoungSaeng rolled his eyes. "If I buy him food, then yes," he sighed, amusement in his eyes.
KyuJong laughed. "Better specify how much food before he asks for the whole building." He kissed YoungSaeng again before nuzzling closer and closing his eyes, perfectly content where he was.
"He said lunch, so maybe I'll bring him to like, an all you can eat place...let him stuff his face and not have to worry about the bill..." YoungSaeng mused.
"Sounds like a plan. Lunch is still a while away though." KyuJong nudged his nose against YoungSaeng's throat.
YoungSaeng laughed lightly. "True enough, since I don't plan to move any further than the bathroom. I'm way too comfortable."
"That makes two of us,” KyuJong chuckled. "Rest for a bit, then shower later?"
With a smile, YoungSaeng nodded as he reached up and ran a hand through his hair. "Sounds like a plan."
KyuJong smiled at the hand in his hair, settling in with YoungSaeng nestled in his arms.
Authors: renichifreak and yeonah
Chapter: 24/?
Fandom: SS501
Pairings: KyuSaeng (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng is played by renichifreak and KyuJong is played by me. Updates will be every second Wednesday <3
"Park JungMin, what did you do this time?" YoungSaeng called out, unable to see a thing.
"I didn't do anything!" JungMin whined.
"Looks like the whole school's out," HaRa said, opening the backstage door to peek out into the hallway beyond.
There was a crash and a yelp as something fell on top of JungMin inside the closet the redhead had vanished into.
Still holding KyuJong's hand, YoungSaeng slowly walked toward the closet JungMin had been in. "You okay in there, Min?"
"Ow," was the reply.
Blinking, KyuJong squinted to try and see inside the dark closet. "Anyone have a flashlight?"
"Nope," Hara replied, Nicole echoing her.
"There might be one in here, but I can't really move so I wouldn't know," JungMin's voice floated out to them, sounding a little strained.
Thinking of something, YoungSaeng fished into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone, altering the screen brightness. "This'll work until we get Minnie yah out of the closet and find an actual flashlight."
Lips quirking upwards at YoungSaeng's resourcefulness, KyuJong got out his own cell phone as well, putting the screen brightness up to maximum and holding it out in front of him.
The light, as little as it was, showed just why JungMin couldn't move. The redhead was pinned to the ground under a box of props that had fallen when he fumbled around in the dark.
Laughing, YoungSaeng handed KyuJong his phone and crouched down, beginning to clear props and things off of JungMin. "And this is why you stay in place when the power goes out."
The younger boy was wincing under the weight, but looked more put-off than in pain. "I was trying to get back out," he pouted, blinking up at YoungSaeng from where he was sprawled on his stomach. "Do you know you look taller from down here?"
Moving from his crouched position to a seated one, YoungSaeng smiled. "Better?"
"Much." JungMin flailed a little. "It would be even better if I could get up." There was still a pole of some sort preventing him from getting up.
Grinning, HyunJoong walked over and steadied himself before lifting the surprisingly heavy pole from JungMin's back. "Better?"
"A lot better," the redhead groaned, carefully sitting up and wincing as he crawled out from where he'd been pinned. "That's gonna bruise."
"You okay?" YoungSaeng asked. "That pole looked pretty heavy."
"It was," JungMin chuckled, taking advantage of the fact that YoungSaeng was still sitting on the ground to flop down over the older boy's lap. "I might need a massage to feel better after my back has been abused so."
Rolling his eyes, YoungSaeng shifted enough to place his hands on JungMin's back and lightly massage as the boy asked. "How's that?"
"Mmmmmm..." the redhead closed his eyes happily as the ache in his back after being slammed into the ground so suddenly started to fade a little.
"Well, there is a way to get him to stay still," HyunJoong remarked, smiling at how feline-like JungMin was.
"Drop heavy things on his back?" KyuJong chuckled, trying to ignore the fact that JungMin was draped across his boyfriend's lap.
"The power's taking forever to come back," Nicole pointed out, walking around outside the closet. "Normally the back-up generators would have kicked in by now."
"Should we get into the hallway? The windows will give us light," HaRa suggested.
HyunJoong nodded before reaching out to help JungMin to his feet knowing that KyuJong would give YoungSaeng a hand.
Opening his eyes, JungMin blinked at the offered hand and reached out to take it, climbing out of YoungSaeng's lap.
Yelping at the slight shock he got, he looked at JungMin. "That's some static charge you got there..." he said, shaking his hand out with a smile.
Staring at him for a second, JungMin's lips pursed in a pout. "Maybe something in that box did it."
KyuJong turned to help YoungSaeng up, seeing JungMin fiddle with his gloves in the corner of his vision.
JungMin hummed softly, rolling back and forth on his heels before getting out of the closet and stretching. KyuJong pulled YoungSaeng to his feet gently, smiling at him in the dark. "Let's find somewhere with light."
"Light would be good," YoungSaeng replied when he was on his feet. Slowly, he turned and walked toward where he knew the door was and opened it, walking out and smiling when he was able to see more than just familiar outlines.
KyuJong followed him, staying beside his boyfriend as the others followed them out. "So what caused that anyways, do you think?" he mused, looking around. All the other students were wandering around, some of them wondering if their afternoon classes would be cancelled without power.
"It's not storming out," HyunJoong said. "Not even a drop of rain. Faulty wiring, maybe?"
"If it is, we may be in for a free afternoon," HyungJoon whooped happily. JungMin snorted in amusement.
"I have no problem with a free afternoon," YoungSaeng pointed out.
"Then let's find somewhere else to be," Nicole said, stretching. "We can't practice like this, and it's too nice outside to stay in the dark."
"Well, if anyone has any ideas, I'm all ears," HyungJoon stated.
"Sorry, but the only thing I can think of doesn't involve you guys, so that's out," YoungSaeng stated teasingly, smiling widely.
"What idea would that be?" JungMin asked, eyes dancing in mischief.
"One that you can forget about, Min. You're not my type," YoungSaeng replied.
JungMin pouted. "I'm hurt." He attached himself to HyunJoong, who was quickly becoming his favorite flirting target, though he did pick on HyungJoon at times (and even KyuJong once before YoungSaeng caught him). "Am I yours, then?"
Reddening slightly, HyunJoong rolled his eyes. "I wasn't aware that I had a type," he remarked, though in all honesty, he really was his type in every physical sense.
The redhead pursed his lips in a pout. "You are all horrible to me." With that he flounced off.
"One down," KyuJong murmured in YoungSaeng's ear with a chuckle.
"So I wasn't the only one thinking that, hmm?" YoungSaeng murmured back.
"Maybe." There was a smile in the older boy's voice.
"I think they're subtly trying to get us to leave," HaRa mused, watching them.
"Not very subtle if you ask me," Nicole said with a smile.
"Let's leave the lovebirds alone then," HyungJoon sighed, steering Nicole away.
Nicole pouted deeply. "Do we have to?" she whined.
"Yes, we have to. Leave the couple alone. I'm sure you'll find another," HyunJoong pointed out.
KyuJong watched with amusement as Nicole was reluctantly led away, wrapping his arms around YoungSaeng when they were finally alone. "Where to?" he murmured, kissing his cheek.
"I actually hadn't thought that far ahead yet," YoungSaeng replied sheepishly.
Chuckling, KyuJong stroked YoungSaeng's side lightly with his thumb. "Well, want to walk around for a bit outside, or head to our room? Though I'm not sure if we'll have power there either."
"Well, I'm sure that we can figure out something to do in the dark," YoungSaeng teased. "I honestly don't mind what we do, but I'd prefer to just be with you."
"Same." KyuJong blushed at the suggestion. "Room then?" He didn't want to have to worry about people seeing them, and just be themselves.
"Yeah. I'm feeling that a nap would be good for us," YoungSaeng replied, smiling.
"Let's get going then," the time traveler murmured, keeping his arm around YoungSaeng as they headed back towards their room. Seeing there were no other students around, he snuck a light kiss against the corner of YoungSaeng's mouth, smiling.
Smiling into the kiss, he returned it before leading the way back to their room. Once there, YoungSaeng opened the door and motioned KyuJong inside.
The older boy slipped inside at the motion, noting that the power was out in this section of the campus as well. "Looks like we'll be in the dark for a while," he chuckled, looking back at YoungSaeng.
Smiling back, YoungSaeng closed the door and leaned against it. "Oh darn. Whatever shall we do?" he chuckled.
"You were saying something about a nap earlier?" KyuJong chuckled, turned around to press both hands on the door on either side of his boyfriend, smiling.
"That, I did," YoungSaeng responded. "It'd be a bit hard to do that here, though," he added, though made no effort to move.
"Are you hinting I should move?" KyuJong teased, eyes dancing in the dark.
"Hmm...I don't recall ever saying that..." YoungSaeng mused.
"So you don't want me to move?" the older boy chuckled, leaning in closer.
"I'm quite pleased with where you are right now," YoungSaeng laughed lightly.
KyuJong smiled. "That's good...because I don't feel like moving." He leaned in, forearms pressing against the door instead as he kissed YoungSaeng.
Winding his arms around KyuJong, YoungSaeng leaned into the kiss, eyes closing as he parted his lips immediately, now almost second nature to him.
It was as natural as breathing to deepen the kiss, KyuJong's tongue finding the other boy's as he tilted his head slightly, fingers playing with the ends of YoungSaeng's hair.
Feeling his body relax, YoungSaeng's tongue met KyuJong's, wrapping around and enticing his boyfriend gently.
KyuJong pressed closer in response, making a soft noise as he lowered one hand to run it along YoungSaeng's side, thumb stroking the material of his shirt.
"Why can I not get enough?" YoungSaeng murmured against KyuJong's lips, pulling him closer.
"Probably the same reason I can't," KyuJong breathed, letting YoungSaeng pull him in until they were flush against each other, KyuJong leaning on the door to keep stable as he brushed against his boyfriend.
A quiet gasp slipped from YoungSaeng's lips as he felt KyuJong press against him. He was amazed at how his boyfriend made him feel. He moved his hand to run down KyuJong's side while the other wrapped into his hair, loving the feel of the strands slipping through his fingers.
KyuJong shivered at the touch, breath hitching as he kissed the other boy's swollen lips and moved to his jaw instead, kissing and nipping the soft skin, unable to stop himself.
Mind blurring due to the feel of his boyfriend's lips against his skin, YoungSaeng dropped his head back, eyes falling closed at the sensations. Breath quickening, he tightened his hold on the other, absolutely not wanting him to ever stop.
Feeling the hands in his hair and against his side gripping tighter, KyuJong smiled against YoungSaeng's jaw before dipped his head a little, kissing where his neck met his shoulders. "Saeng," he breathed, the hand that wasn't keeping him from falling forward into the door slipping under the younger boy's shirt a little, brushing against his side.
Taking a deep breath, YoungSaeng leaned forward slightly, brushing his lips over the shell of KyuJong's ear. "Maybe we should take this someplace else..." he whispered, voice deep.
Inhaling at the lips against his ear, KyuJong nodded against YoungSaeng neck, kissing the soft skin again. He straightened to catch his boyfriend's lips again as he eased them away from the door and towards the bed.
Meeting KyuJong's lips with his own, YoungSaeng followed KyuJong's lead as they slowly headed toward the bed, focused more on the elder than the journey.
KyuJong knew they'd reached the bed when his legs encountered resistance from behind, and he drew YoungSaeng down with him, hand slipping further underneath the other boy's shirt to press against his back as his own hit the bed.
YoungSaeng released a muffled sound as he was pulled down and right against KyuJong, moaning loudly as his hand found more skin.
The moan woke up something inside the older boy, KyuJong quickly realizing that he didn't ever want to stop. Running his fingers along the soft skin, he nibbled on YoungSaeng's lower lip and deepened the kiss again, before pulling back after a long heated moment. "S-Saeng," he whispered, their breath mixing.
"If we don't stop...I don't think I'll be able to stop at all..."
Looking into KyuJong's eyes, YoungSaeng lifted a hand and ran it lightly down his boyfriend's cheek. "Then don't stop," he murmured quietly, words that were only meant for KyuJong's ears.
Not expecting that, KyuJong paused in the movement of his hand against YoungSaeng's back, meeting his boyfriend's eyes with surprise. The absolute trust he saw in their dark depths made it hard to breathe, and for a moment he could only lean against the hand touching his cheek, overwhelmed.
He remembered YoungSaeng walking into the room their very first day of school, and nearly jumping out of his skin to see someone already there. He remembered bare whispers of conversation, a reluctance to even stand close to him, a blank gaze that scared him when KyuJong found out the first of his many secrets.
How had they gotten from there...to here? To this moment?
His gaze softened, and he reached up with his free hand to brush his thumb under YoungSaeng's eye. "You're sure?" he whispered.
"Kyu, you've been by me since the very beginning. I trusted no one and was terrified of myself until you showed up. I've never been more sure of anything in my life," YoungSaeng explained quietly, smiling softly at the young man.
KyuJong looked up at YoungSaeng, gently caressing the side of his face, hardly able to believe it. He returned the smile with a warm one of his own, leaning up to brush his lips against the younger boy's. "I love you so much," he whispered against those soft lips, putting all his emotion into the words.
Leaning into the gentle kiss, YoungSaeng returned the gesture with just as much feeling as KyuJong had given. "And I love you even more than that..."
"How do you figure?" KyuJong murmured. His hand resumed running along YoungSaeng's back, teasing at the soft skin and tracing the line of his spine as he nipped at YoungSaeng's lips lightly.
YoungSaeng trembled under the touch before looking KyuJong in the eyes. "Because you're my whole world," he replied matter-of-factly.
Smiling at his boyfriend's words, feeling his heart swell in his chest, KyuJong drew YoungSaeng down again with his free hand, kissing his cheek and whispering into his ear, "You're my whole world too...never forget that."
YoungSaeng smiled gently before returning his lips to his boyfriend's, not wanting to be away any longer.
KyuJong returned the kiss, deepening it and arching up into the other boy, pressing their bodies flush together with a soft moan.
Moaning as their bodies pressed together, YoungSaeng leaned back in order to slowly remove his shirt, dropping it to the side with a healthy flush before lightly tugging on KyuJong's.
Flushing as well, KyuJong smiled and helped YoungSaeng in removing his own shirt, though he couldn't help but be distracted at the same time, tempted to run his hands along his boyfriend's now exposed skin.
Once his shirt was off as well, and promptly knocked over the side of the bed along with YoungSaeng's, he drew YoungSaeng back down. The moan that slipped from his lips was louder than before as their upper bodies were pressed together, KyuJong's hands exploring, feeling the heated skin against his own.
YoungSaeng had to gasp as he was pulled down, bare chest pressed againt KyuJong's. He had never felt anything so powerful as he brought his lips to KyuJong's, trembling under his boyfriend's wandering hands. Slowly, his own began to slide over the bare flesh before him.
Responding to the kiss, KyuJong deepened it as he ran his hands along YoungSaeng's sides and back. Moving slowly, he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and flipped them around, laying YoungSaeng gently down against the bed sheets and kissing his soft lips.
Releasing a sound of surprise at the sudden change of position, YoungSaeng clung tighter to the young man now resting against him, entangling their legs together.
Feeling the friction of their jeans rubbing together, KyuJong shivered as he opened his eyes to look down at YoungSaeng, running one hand through his soft hair. Lips curling into a smile, he kissed him again, then transferred to kissing his neck instead, the hand that wasn't supporting his weight slowly trailing down to run over his boyfriend's chest.
Arching slightly into the touch, YoungSaeng closed his eyes as he felt the hand run down his chest. He sighed into the kiss, resting one hand on his hip and the other on his shoulder.
KyuJong shifted into the light touch, nipping at the soft skin of YoungSaeng's neck and collarbone, gradually moving further down his body and showing every inch of skin he passed equal attention.
"Nnnng..." YoungSaeng moaned quietly, body arching ever so slightly under KyuJong's ministrations. His grip tightened as his body was overtaken by a need he'd never felt until KyuJong came along.
Smiling against the other boy's skin, KyuJong ran one hand against YoungSaeng's flat stomach, fingertips brushing the edge of his jeans. The sound of the moan made him a little bolder, kissing YoungSaeng's chest as his fingers continued to play with the rim of his jeans.
YoungSaeng's breath caught when he felt KyuJong's fingers playing with the rim of his pants. No matter how much he trusted KyuJong, he couldn't help the nervousness he felt. The lips against his chest, though, managed to help calm him a bit as one hand lifted into KyuJong's hair.
Feeling the hand in his hair, KyuJong looked up to see YoungSaeng's face, checking to make sure he was all right. "Is this okay?" he whispered against YoungSaeng's chest, thumb caressing the soft skin of his stomach.
YoungSaeng smiled reassuringly. "It is. I'm just really nervous, I suppose," he confessed quietly, eyes fluttering at the feel of KyuJong's thumb and breath against his chest.
KyuJong smiled in return, easing himself back up to kiss YoungSaeng's lips again, bare skin brushing. "If you find it too much, I'll stop," he whispered gently, touching his cheek with one hand. "Just tell me."
He wanted YoungSaeng, he wanted him so much...but he would never do anything that made him uncomfortable.
"I trust you completely, Kyu..." YoungSaeng whispered against KyuJong's lips. He needed KyuJong with everything that he had at this point.
Smiling softly, KyuJong searched with one hand until he found YoungSaeng's own, twining their fingers together and squeezing gently. "Thank you," he breathed. "Thank you for trusting me...” He kissed him again, trying to let him know just how much it meant to him, and how he would never, ever abuse that trust.
YoungSaeng's eyes fell closed as he tightened the hold that KyuJong had on his hand, the contact setting him at ease, along with the fact that KyuJong was just as nervous as he was.
He parted his lips as the kiss deepened. The feel of KyuJong against him and showing him such care was nearly overwhelming to him, but he loved everything he was feeling, hoping that he could return even a fraction to his boyfriend.
KyuJong's eyes closed as well, responding by tilting his head slightly to one side and meeting YoungSaeng's tongue with his own. He didn't remove his hand from the other boy's, giving YoungSaeng time to get used to this.
YoungSaeng's free hand settled on KyuJong's side, fingers lightly running up and down the bare skin. Unsure of what to say verbally, YoungSaeng slowly broke the kiss and met KyuJong's eyes, gaze steady and needy before returning for more of the time traveler's lips.
Opening his eyes to meet the younger boy's gaze, KyuJong swallowed at the look in YoungSaeng's eyes, returning the kiss when his boyfriend leaned up, meeting him halfway. Carefully shifting his weight so that he could keep the hold on YoungSaeng's hand and move his other hand without falling over, he slowly traced out the shape of YoungSaeng's collarbone and chest, mapping out his body.
Moaning into the kiss, YoungSaeng trembled slightly wherever KyuJong's hand passed over. The hand on KyuJong's side slid up and rested on his shoulder.
The older boy smiled at the hand against his shoulder, continuing the light motion of his hand over YoungSaeng's upper body.
When his fingers found the edge of his jeans again, he paused, breaking the kiss a little to look at YoungSaeng for his permission to continue.
Swallowing when he felt KyuJong's fingers running the edge of his jeans again, YoungSaeng met the questioning gaze with a smile before nodding his head slightly.
Smile widening, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's lips lightly. His fingers trailed along the edge until he found the buttons and zipper, carefully undoing them before sliding the jeans down his boyfriend's legs and off.
YoungSaeng raised his hips slightly in order to help KyuJong slip the jeans off, only to gasp sharply as he felt the light touch of KyuJong's hands against his bare legs. When his pants were off and discarded, YoungSaeng bit his lip and moved his hands to KyuJong's jeans, shaking hands slowly undoing the fasteners before sliding them off to join his own on the floor.
At the first brush of their bare legs together, KyuJong drew in a shaky breath, blush coming to his face. Left only in their boxers, he leaned up a little to take in the view of YoungSaeng underneath him, breath stolen by the sight. Smiling, he leaned back down and kissed his lips lightly. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" he whispered.
Blushing under the tender gaze, YoungSaeng responded to the kiss. At KyuJong's whispered words though, the blush darkened slightly as a small smile turned his lips. "You've said something of the sort," he whispered back, hands now running the length of KyuJong's arms.
"Well I'm saying it again," KyuJong murmured, shivering at the hands running along his arms. "You're beautiful, YoungSaeng." He kissed the boy's lips, one hand resting lightly against his leg, not moving, just enjoying the contact.
YoungSaeng found himself smiling brightly. "I love you, too..." he responded, leaning into the kiss.
Deepening the kiss, KyuJong kept his eyes partly open this time, wanting to watch YoungSaeng's expression. He slowly ran his hand along YoungSaeng's leg to his knee, thumb brushing over the soft skin.
Feeling the hand lightly run up his leg, YoungSaeng felt his heart beat faster. He bent his leg at the knee, craving the touch as he parted his lips, letting his tongue twine with KyuJong's.
Half his attention on the kiss, the other half on the reactions the movement of his hand drew, KyuJong continued to caress the skin just above his boyfriend's knee. After a moment, always giving YoungSaeng time to adjust, he slowly brought his hand down his thigh instead, back and forth lightly.
His breath began to quicken at the combination of both the hand caressing his thigh and the absolute care that KyuJong was showing him. Unable to resist, YoungSaeng met KyuJong's eyes. "Please, Kyu yah..."
Looking down at YoungSaeng, KyuJong smiled and rested their foreheads together lightly, so that YoungSaeng was all he could see. "Tell me what you want, Saeng," he whispered, fingers playing with the bottom of the other boy's boxers. He wanted to hear it straight from YoungSaeng, to know for sure this was really happening, that he wasn't really imagining it, that he wasn't going too fast.
Looking at KyuJong, YoungSaeng could only smile softly. "Just you," he murmured quietly.
Expression softening, KyuJong kissed those soft lips again. "You have me," he whispered in return. "All of me."
One hand found the waistband to his boxers, curling into it. "Do I have you?"
Moving his body into KyuJong's touch, YoungSaeng nodded, letting his fingers run through his boyfriend's hair. "Every last bit."
The words resonated inside him, KyuJong's smile widening. Blinking back dampness in his eyes, he whispered "I love you" against YoungSaeng's lips as he removed the last article of his clothing.
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It was closing in on dusk when YoungSaeng opened his eyes. The soft light coming from the bathroom showed that the lights had come back on. Yawning lightly, he moved to stretch but stopped, feeling both an ache down his spine and warmth against his side.
Looking over, he smiled as he saw KyuJong right beside him. Reaching up, he lightly ran a hand down his arm, completely and utterly content.
KyuJong stirred sleepily at the light touch, burying his face against YoungSaeng's shoulder. After a minute he slowly opened his eyes, lifting his head just a little to blink up at YoungSaeng through his bangs. "Morning," he whispered, before he noticed the lack of light meant it wasn't morning at all.
"You're either a little too early, or a bit too late for that sentiment," YoungSaeng laughed, curling back into the warm body beside him.
Blinking, KyuJong smiled tiredly and wrapped his arms securely around his boyfriend's body. "What else is new." He kissed YoungSaeng's temple, feeling their bare legs tangled together under the blankets. He was tired, but completely at peace. "How are you feeling?"
"Sore...happy...content..." YoungSaeng replied, lips upturned. "You?"
The older boy turned pink. "Very happy," he murmured, smiling back. He brushed YoungSaeng's hair out of his eyes, caressing the side of his face.
YoungSaeng brought a hand up to rest over KyuJong's. He was completely blown away by his boyfriend-lover. Never having been able to trust anyone, YoungSaeng savored every second he could in the arms of someone who had broken through every barrier he'd been encased in.
Smile widening at the light touch, KyuJong leaned forward to kiss YoungSaeng sweetly. "Think they're wondering what happened to us by now?" he chuckled, not particularly bothered as he twined their fingers together and nuzzled closer.
"Let them," YoungSaeng stated. "We can deal with everything outside of this room later."
"Sounds like a plan to me," KyuJong laughed, kissing him again. "We should probably take a shower though." And...change the bed sheets.
"But that would involve moving, and I don't think I want to do that quite yet," YoungSaeng pouted.
"Okay," the older boy chuckled, nuzzling his nose against YoungSaeng's neck. "I can live with that." He was very comfortable where he was, practically glued to his boyfriend. "You're warm."
"That would be body heat, Love," YoungSaeng murmured, amused.
"Details, details." KyuJong closed his eyes. He couldn't remember ever feeling better than he did now.
Laughing, YoungSaeng closed his eyes and smiled. "I love you," he said after a moment, completely open and relaxed.
Opening his eyes again, KyuJong smiled widely at the heartfelt words. The amount of times YoungSaeng said so first was small, and never failed to make his heart swell with emotion, Kissing YoungSaeng's neck, he lifted his head so that he could look at YoungSaeng's face, touching noses lightly. "I love you too," he replied softly, running one hand through his boyfriend's soft hair.
YoungSaeng purred lightly under the gentle caress, feeling more content and relaxed than he ever had. While he'd heard the words before from his mother, and even his father before his breakdown, they never quite held as much power as when they fell from KyuJong's lips.
Smiling at the purr, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng's lips lightly, feeling perfectly content to just stay in bed as long as possible.
After a minute he heard a buzzing sound from somewhere, lifting his head questioningly. "What's that?" He noticed YoungSaeng's phone vibrating on the bed stand, the icon for a text message flashing across its display.
Blinking, YoungSaeng reached for his phone, opening the text. A second later, his face exploded into a deep red as he let out a loud and ringing whine, burying himself beneath the blanket.
Staring at his boyfriend for a moment, KyuJong took his phone to see what the message was. "What's wrong?"
From: Park JungMin
I don't know if you noticed, but my room is right beside yours. And you're DEFINITELY not having any problems with that voice now~
PS: Be happy I chased my roommate out when he asked what all the banging was ;)
"If I killed him, do you think I could get away with it?" YoungSaeng murmured, refusing to come out of 'hiding'.
"I think someone would notice he's missing after a couple days of quiet," KyuJong pointed out, closing the phone and putting it down as he tried to keep from turning as red as YoungSaeng. "Though you might want to blackmail him with something before he tells the others."
"But I have nothing. The last thing he did was jump out the window thinking he could fly, but they already know that now," YoungSaeng pouted.
"Threaten to take away his carrots?" KyuJong suggested lamely, red by now. He lifted the blanket a little so he could see YoungSaeng's face again, nuzzling close and kissing his forehead. "I guess we'll just have to wing it then." Nicole was probably going to deafen them all.
YoungSaeng had to laugh at the lame suggestion as he cuddled back. "I really don't want him to tell the others, especially HyungJoon or Nicole," he whined childishly. "They follow us around enough with that camera as it is..."
"Then maybe just tell him not to say anything? He seems to listen to you." KyuJong ran his hand along YoungSaeng's bare back. It was true, while JungMin seemed to hardly care about requests from anyone else unless it suited him, he did listen to YoungSaeng.
Nodding, YoungSaeng reached for his phone and began typing.
From: Heo YoungSaeng
Min, pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaaase don't tell the others...Nicole follows us enough.../puppy eyes
Snuggling back down under the blankets, KyuJong wrapped his arms around YoungSaeng again and waited for the reply. He ended up burying his face in his boyfriend's shoulder to hide his laughter when there was an audible whine from the other side of the wall. A moment later, YoungSaeng's phone buzzed again.
From: Park JungMin
Fine fine, but you owe me lunch for traumatization!
From: Heo YoungSaeng
Traumatization, my ass. You wouldn't be texting me if you were so traumatized...
From: Park JungMin
You still owe me lunch though <3
From: Heo YoungSaeng
We'll see~~
"So, is he willing to keep it secret?" KyuJong chuckled, watching with amusement.
YoungSaeng rolled his eyes. "If I buy him food, then yes," he sighed, amusement in his eyes.
KyuJong laughed. "Better specify how much food before he asks for the whole building." He kissed YoungSaeng again before nuzzling closer and closing his eyes, perfectly content where he was.
"He said lunch, so maybe I'll bring him to like, an all you can eat place...let him stuff his face and not have to worry about the bill..." YoungSaeng mused.
"Sounds like a plan. Lunch is still a while away though." KyuJong nudged his nose against YoungSaeng's throat.
YoungSaeng laughed lightly. "True enough, since I don't plan to move any further than the bathroom. I'm way too comfortable."
"That makes two of us,” KyuJong chuckled. "Rest for a bit, then shower later?"
With a smile, YoungSaeng nodded as he reached up and ran a hand through his hair. "Sounds like a plan."
KyuJong smiled at the hand in his hair, settling in with YoungSaeng nestled in his arms.