It starts as a paperthin kiss.
It starts as a touch of their lips, a paperthin kiss, both of them just innocently trying out how to play this game smoothly, both of them not looking at each other. The paper goes from Wooyoung to Nichkhun and then back and when they separate they smile awkwardly, their lips losing touch a second too late to convince themselves that it was just a game, a second too early for them to satisfy their sudden urge to feel the other.
So they play the game again, in front of cameras, in front of their friends this time, joking around and flashing bright smiles at the cameras, blatant signs that this was just fanservice, hiding the way they enjoy how their lips felt like they were made for each other behind laughter and embarrassed chaos.
They do it a third and a fourth time, getting more curiously, crashing their lips together for a longer time, all of it part of the game, they tell themselves.
All part of the game, nothing serious.
Everyone is laughing, either amused or disgusted, by the time they kiss for the last time and nobody seems to notice the way Wooyoung's fingers find their way around Nichkhun's slim waist, nobody seems to notice the way Nichkhun's hand clenches into the fabric of Wooyoung's shirt.
Nobody seems to notice the shy smiles and careful looks they give each other, hands trembling before they look away, embarrassed and confused.
They film the last scene, Nichkhun crashing his lips into Wooyoung's almost violently, holding him tightly while the younger flails his arms around for the cameras until the lose their balance and fall, not letting go of each other until Nichkhun pulls them back up on their feet again, flashing another smile into the cameras, winking cutely.
They both instinctively know that the more obvious they act... the safer they can be.
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Wooyoung doesn't say a word when he sneaks into Nichkhun's room that night, closing the door and slipping under the blankets. Tightly hugging Nichkhun from behind he inhales the light smell of his soft hair before he nuzzles his face into his neck until the older man chuckles slightly and turns around to kiss him again. Again Wooyoung notices how different Nichkhun's lips feel without the wax paper, so much softer, warmer, tastier. Nichkhun's dark eyes reflect the light of a lonely street lamp in front of the window when they break apart and he opens his lips, about to say something when Wooyoung kisses him again, rolling him over on his back and forcing his thighs between Nichkhun's while simultanously sliding his tongue into the older man's mouth, amazed how Nichkhun's tongue tastes different than his lower lip and deciding that he wants to taste every part of his mouth.
He swallowes a sudden moan escaping Nichkhun's throat when he grinds their hips together with a smile, feeling the arousal spread through his body. He could see a reflection of it burning in Nichkhun's dark eyes. He doesn't exactly know what he's even doing when he grabs Nichkhun's wrists with one hand and pins them up above his head, pretty much devouring the older boy's lips at the same time and trailing his free hand down this tempting, slender body beneath him until his fingertips reach the seam of the sweatpants Nichkhun wears in bed. Nichkhun bites his lips in a way Wooyoung has never seen before to stiffle his moan when the younger wraps his fingers around his arousal and strokes him a little, sucking Nichkhun's jaw and collarbones.
They both get rid of their remaining clothes, the temperature in the room seems to rise over 100°C and then they're so close that it's impossible for either of them to distinguish which sweat belongs to themselves or to the other and it doesn't matter because all that exists right now is the body pressing flush against them, their own raspy breathing resounding in their ears. Wooyoung doesn't feel the pain when he changes the ankle of his thrusts a little and Nichkhun's nails dig deep into his shoulder because the way his body arches off the mattress in that very moment makes up for the pain a thousand times and he thrusts again, Nichkhun's reactions only getting more passionate and the sight of it is driving Wooyoung insane together with the incredible heat and tightness surrounding him. He kisses Nichkhun again, rugged and wet with their tongues occasionally meeting outside their lips and they keep on kissing, keep on savouring the other's taste until they can feel them down their throat and in their stomach and they know that even though they wish this moment will last forever, it won't and the end is already close and so Wooyoung's elbows dig a little deeper into the pillow underneath Nichkhun's head when he bends down to suck his jaw and the older wraps his legs tightly around his waist, taking every forceful thust willfully. Passionately.
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The pale moon moved a few inches when they lie next to each other in silence later, only the sound of their breathing filling the room. It's slowly evening out and Nichkhun sighs heavily, snuggling closer and burying his head against Wooyoung's shoulder. Gently drawing little circles and lines onto the younger boy's chest, he sighs again and finally, Wooyoung reacts.
"Nichkhun."
It wasn't a question or anything else, just a simple statement but still, the way Wooyoung pronounces the two syllabyles makes something inside of Nichkhun all tingly and a little smile appears on his face before he turns his head, trying to catch Wooyoung's eyes in the dim light of the latern in front of the window.
"Wooyoung...", he answers finally and the way Nichkhun's voice sounds deeper suddenly sends chills down Wooyoung's spine. It has been at least one or two octaves higher just a few minutes ago.
"What now?"
This was definitely a question but Nichkhun had no idea how to answer it because he doesn't know what would happen now. He'd never thought that something like this would ever happen, how could he?
"I... don't know."
"Do you regret... it?"
"No..."
There's no answer but suddenly Nichkhun feels arms wrapping around his body and he immediately presses close against Wooyoung's warm body, inhaling and exhaling deeply.
"Okay. That's all I need to hear."
The sensation of his fingertips still lingers on his skin everywhere on his body and it will remain there together with the scent of the other's skin and the warmth of the other's presence until the next morning will refresh it.
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ROFL I really don't write KhunYoung often... and it's my OTP!!! ㅇㅜㄴ But whatever~ I really like how this turned out~ I've been listening to "The Everlasting" by Manic Street Preachers all the time~ awesome song, I tell you.
Anyways~ I really hope you like this! Yes, I think Wooyoung would top, that's my opinion ㅋㅋㅋ Nichkhun is just too... girly sometimes, sorry peeps~ I think Wooyoung is "the man" in the relationship~
Thanks for reading! Comments are loved! <3
Disclaimer: I don't own neither Korea, JYPEnt., 2PM, Nichkhun, Wooyoung, their apartment nor their bedsheets ㅋㅋㅋ And this is fiction. Even though is might of course happen, you never know~