miao
rating: g
pairings: leo/hyuk
wc: 1009
technically in the bleach/ craving/ senza misura timeline, but it's really just another dumb oneshot i wrote during work.
"This is just practice, okay?"
Sanghyuk eyes Leo warily over the tops of his knees. They're sitting on his futon with the door closed, not to be disturbed under the pretense of Sanghyuk studying for an upcoming test. It's not a complete lie -- he's definitely studying something. A topic, in his opinion, more important than history or calculus.
The other members are watching a movie in the living room, something with a lot of loud explosions and shouting (although that might mostly be Wonshik). They should have privacy for a good hour or so, meaning Sanghyuk can concentrate on the task at hand -- that is, working on his kissing.
"Practice," he repeats adamantly, making sure Leo nods in agreement before Sanghyuk moves to his knees, pushing him onto his back and leaning over him on all fours. Leo stares up at him, mouth curled into a tiny smile that Sanghyuk would normally find endearing, but doesn't quite trust at the moment.
"I'm serious, okay? You can't judge," he warns, wetting his lips. Ugh, his mouth still tastes like ramyun. He'd run out and brush his teeth, but he doesn't want to risk attracting attention ("why do you need to brush your teeth to study?"). He makes a mental note for next time, placing a hand on Leo's torso to steady himself before leaning down tentatively for the first attempt. Sanghyuk has been on the receiving end of the vocalist's kisses a handful of times now, and he tries to copy the chic, teasing motions that make his toes curl and the fine, baby hairs on his arms stand up. He touches his lips to the corner of Leo's mouth, more of a peck than an actual kiss.
Hm. He does it again. And again.
It's... sexier when the older boy does it.
Huh.
He decides to skip that part for now and just go for it, shifting slightly so their mouths are properly aligned. Or at least, as much as he can get them -- Sanghyuk's mouth is bigger than Leo's and his lips cover it awkwardly, even when he tries to squish them into a more compact shape. He tilts his head to one side and then the other, trying for a better fit, hand fumbling down Leo's sides, his legs. He closes his eyes, then opens them, then quickly closes them again when he realizes Leo is watching him, dark blobs of his eyes blurring together ridiculously at this distance.
"Mm," he hums, parting his lips and darting his tongue out experimentally. He wants to practice those deep, face-sucking, tongue-swallowing kisses like he always sees in movies, but right now he's still a little too self-conscious for that, only lapping briefly at the smooth, cool surface of Leo's mouth. It's so soft, and Sanghyuk finds himself having to press harder and harder to maintain full contact... until he realizes they're so smooshed together that can barely breathe anymore.
He breaks away with a gasp, lips and cheeks pink as he sits back on his knees. Leo's expression seems amused and Sanghyuk frowns a little.
"Don't laugh," he huffs, head-butting his forehead lightly. He nuzzles Leo's nose with the tip of his own and immediately breaks into giggles because, ahh, it's cute. Eskimo kisses. Hee hee. He does it again, biting his lip as he hugs Leo and rolls onto his back with him. In a fit of adolescent self-indulgence, he sticks one of Leo's ears in his mouth, tugging gently with his teeth before sucking on it loudly like some kind of ice pop. It only takes a few seconds to realize that, okay, this is actually kind of weird and gross.
Embarrassed, he lets go and sits back up with his arms crossed, regarding Leo with a petulant look. Of course, he gets no reaction besides that upturned mouth.
Sanghyuk frowns harder. This guy...
"Yah, say something!" he demands suddenly, not caring that he's speaking disrespectfully.
Leo continues to smile.
"Arrrrgh!" Sanghyuk lets out a frustrated growl and slaps at him, planting his palm right in the center of Leo's face. Leo stares back impassively between Sanghyuk's splayed fingers and he immediately regrets the action, flinging himself onto Leo with a distressed wail. He buries his face in Leo's tummy, rubbing so vigorously that he ends up doubled over with his butt in the air, feet scraping against the floor as he yells muffled apologies into soft fabric.
"What are you doing?"
Sanghyuk screams and jumps so hard that he goes tumbling over, legs flailing in the air before ending up painfully on his back. Groaning, he cranes his head to see Taekwoon standing in the doorway with his brow furrowed. He'd come to check on Sanghyuk after hearing him yell, but seeing like this -- flushed and disheveled and clutching his beady-eyed cat thing in front of him like a shield -- Taekwoon is concerned for the maknae in an entirely different sense now.
He eyes the very obvious dark spots on the plush toy's striped surface. "Were you making out with a doll?"
Sanghyuk's face lights up like a road flare. "'S not a doll," he manages to mumble, indignant on Leo's behalf. Leo is a pillow. It's an important difference. He was making out with a pillow, which he's now burying his face in as he contemplates rolling into the Han river and never coming back. Rest in peace, VIXX's youngest son Han Sanghyuk and his illicit lover Leo the cat pillow.
He may have said that last part out loud, because Taekwoon suddenly snorts in a very un-Taekwoon-like manner, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, amusement written all over his face.
"You know," he says, coming to kneel in front of Sanghyuk. "If you wanted to make out, you could've just asked me." He tugs Leo from Sanghyuk's grasp and tosses him aside, before moving to straddle Sanghyuk's thighs.
Sanghyuk's cheeks are still warm, but he curls his fingers into Taekwoon's shirt regardless, pulling him down on top of him. Huh. He really does look like a cat when he smiles like that.
"...This is just practice, okay?"
(ahahahahahahahahh rolls away into the han river with hyuk and leo... OTL
p.s. if you have no idea who leo the cat pillow is...)
pairings: leo/hyuk
wc: 1009
technically in the bleach/ craving/ senza misura timeline, but it's really just another dumb oneshot i wrote during work.
"This is just practice, okay?"
Sanghyuk eyes Leo warily over the tops of his knees. They're sitting on his futon with the door closed, not to be disturbed under the pretense of Sanghyuk studying for an upcoming test. It's not a complete lie -- he's definitely studying something. A topic, in his opinion, more important than history or calculus.
The other members are watching a movie in the living room, something with a lot of loud explosions and shouting (although that might mostly be Wonshik). They should have privacy for a good hour or so, meaning Sanghyuk can concentrate on the task at hand -- that is, working on his kissing.
"Practice," he repeats adamantly, making sure Leo nods in agreement before Sanghyuk moves to his knees, pushing him onto his back and leaning over him on all fours. Leo stares up at him, mouth curled into a tiny smile that Sanghyuk would normally find endearing, but doesn't quite trust at the moment.
"I'm serious, okay? You can't judge," he warns, wetting his lips. Ugh, his mouth still tastes like ramyun. He'd run out and brush his teeth, but he doesn't want to risk attracting attention ("why do you need to brush your teeth to study?"). He makes a mental note for next time, placing a hand on Leo's torso to steady himself before leaning down tentatively for the first attempt. Sanghyuk has been on the receiving end of the vocalist's kisses a handful of times now, and he tries to copy the chic, teasing motions that make his toes curl and the fine, baby hairs on his arms stand up. He touches his lips to the corner of Leo's mouth, more of a peck than an actual kiss.
Hm. He does it again. And again.
It's... sexier when the older boy does it.
Huh.
He decides to skip that part for now and just go for it, shifting slightly so their mouths are properly aligned. Or at least, as much as he can get them -- Sanghyuk's mouth is bigger than Leo's and his lips cover it awkwardly, even when he tries to squish them into a more compact shape. He tilts his head to one side and then the other, trying for a better fit, hand fumbling down Leo's sides, his legs. He closes his eyes, then opens them, then quickly closes them again when he realizes Leo is watching him, dark blobs of his eyes blurring together ridiculously at this distance.
"Mm," he hums, parting his lips and darting his tongue out experimentally. He wants to practice those deep, face-sucking, tongue-swallowing kisses like he always sees in movies, but right now he's still a little too self-conscious for that, only lapping briefly at the smooth, cool surface of Leo's mouth. It's so soft, and Sanghyuk finds himself having to press harder and harder to maintain full contact... until he realizes they're so smooshed together that can barely breathe anymore.
He breaks away with a gasp, lips and cheeks pink as he sits back on his knees. Leo's expression seems amused and Sanghyuk frowns a little.
"Don't laugh," he huffs, head-butting his forehead lightly. He nuzzles Leo's nose with the tip of his own and immediately breaks into giggles because, ahh, it's cute. Eskimo kisses. Hee hee. He does it again, biting his lip as he hugs Leo and rolls onto his back with him. In a fit of adolescent self-indulgence, he sticks one of Leo's ears in his mouth, tugging gently with his teeth before sucking on it loudly like some kind of ice pop. It only takes a few seconds to realize that, okay, this is actually kind of weird and gross.
Embarrassed, he lets go and sits back up with his arms crossed, regarding Leo with a petulant look. Of course, he gets no reaction besides that upturned mouth.
Sanghyuk frowns harder. This guy...
"Yah, say something!" he demands suddenly, not caring that he's speaking disrespectfully.
Leo continues to smile.
"Arrrrgh!" Sanghyuk lets out a frustrated growl and slaps at him, planting his palm right in the center of Leo's face. Leo stares back impassively between Sanghyuk's splayed fingers and he immediately regrets the action, flinging himself onto Leo with a distressed wail. He buries his face in Leo's tummy, rubbing so vigorously that he ends up doubled over with his butt in the air, feet scraping against the floor as he yells muffled apologies into soft fabric.
"What are you doing?"
Sanghyuk screams and jumps so hard that he goes tumbling over, legs flailing in the air before ending up painfully on his back. Groaning, he cranes his head to see Taekwoon standing in the doorway with his brow furrowed. He'd come to check on Sanghyuk after hearing him yell, but seeing like this -- flushed and disheveled and clutching his beady-eyed cat thing in front of him like a shield -- Taekwoon is concerned for the maknae in an entirely different sense now.
He eyes the very obvious dark spots on the plush toy's striped surface. "Were you making out with a doll?"
Sanghyuk's face lights up like a road flare. "'S not a doll," he manages to mumble, indignant on Leo's behalf. Leo is a pillow. It's an important difference. He was making out with a pillow, which he's now burying his face in as he contemplates rolling into the Han river and never coming back. Rest in peace, VIXX's youngest son Han Sanghyuk and his illicit lover Leo the cat pillow.
He may have said that last part out loud, because Taekwoon suddenly snorts in a very un-Taekwoon-like manner, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him, amusement written all over his face.
"You know," he says, coming to kneel in front of Sanghyuk. "If you wanted to make out, you could've just asked me." He tugs Leo from Sanghyuk's grasp and tosses him aside, before moving to straddle Sanghyuk's thighs.
Sanghyuk's cheeks are still warm, but he curls his fingers into Taekwoon's shirt regardless, pulling him down on top of him. Huh. He really does look like a cat when he smiles like that.
"...This is just practice, okay?"
(ahahahahahahahahh rolls away into the han river with hyuk and leo... OTL
p.s. if you have no idea who leo the cat pillow is...)