Beautiful You --12

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Title: Beautiful You
Prequel: Beautiful Man
Chapters: ?
Genre: Romance, Yaoi 
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yunjae, Yoosu
Summary: Yunho's a CEO of a company who sucks in love. But one day, he meets the Beautiful Man, which captured his heart and soul. While the beautiful Jaejoong now understood what his brother meant by, "you don't have to see, to feel the love".

A/N: LJ hates me today T-T It gets longer towards the end.. typical of me hehe ^^;



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Chapter 12

Yoochun sighed. He’d never seen his best friend this distraught. Yunho looked up, eyes red and puffy.

“Tell me, what’s going on.” Yoochun sat across from Yunho on a brown armchair, big enough to fit two people (that’s if one’s on the other’s lap… ehem).

Yunho took chugged down the cup of orange juice that Yoochun offered before pouring out whatever that’s bothering him. Once, he’d finished, Yoochun realised it’d been around an hour long.

“So, you see, I don’t want to marry that girl. And… and I’ve no idea why Jaejoong wants to break up when everything’s good between us.” Yunho grumbled, eyes narrowed on him for answers.

Frankly, he found it weird too. Jaejoong was so in love with Yunho. Then, why break up? That’s what’s puzzling him too. Unless…

“Did he talk to Yuri-nuna?” Yoochun rubbed his chin.

“Well yeah, they talk a lot.” Yunho shrugged. “Wait. You’re telling me that Yuri’s got a hand in this break up?”

“That’s what I think. I can’t seem to find other reason…”

Yunho retorted. “But nuna is very supportive of our relationship.”

“I know, or maybe not.” Yoochn said. “You remember that time during high school, how she’d always tell you that she’ll find the most deserving bride for you?”

“Yeah…”

So, maybe, she still wasn’t that comfortable with you being with another guy.” Yoochun concluded.

“Maybe.” Yunho sighed. “Ok, if that’s the case, then what should I do now?”

“Make up with Jaejoong and we’ll try to convince Yuri-nuna again.”

“You got to be kidding me. Jaejoong’s mad at me.” Yunho shook his head. “He’ll never forgive me for slapping him.”

Yoochun walked over to Yunho’s side and patted his shoulder. “I think he’ll forgive you since he still loves you.”

“You think so?”

Yoochun nodded.

“Ok, but how can I get him away from Junsu?” Yunho’s worried expression suddenly turned sly. “This is such a golden opportunity for somebody.”

Yoochun scowled. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Ah, I think you know what I mean already.” Yunho winked. “How about you sleep over at their house alone with Junsu while I take Jaejoong over at my place? Good idea, eh?”

Yoochun almost choked on his tongue. Yunho can be really sly sometimes.

“It’s fine with me.” Yoochun answered, trying his best not to show even a slight excitement of the arrangement.

***

Jaejoong sat on the edge of his bed, lips pursed. His lover knelt in front of him, hands resting on his thigh.

“Jaejoong, you should’ve told me earlier.” Yunho whispered, while caressing his lover’s thigh. “And it’s my fault for not noticing too.”

“Why is it your fault?”

“I should’ve known that my sister would act that way.” Yunho sighed, resting his head on top of his lover’s knees. He then told him about how her sister would kind of match-make him to girls that she thought suitable for him.

“I’m sorry, Yunho for being so harsh.” Jaejoong ran his fingers through his lover’s hair.

“It’s ok now.” Yunho sat on his knees and kissed Jaejoong’s lips. “We’ll make Yuri understand that we really do love each other… more than anything.”

Jaejoong smiled.

***

Junsu twisted around in his bed, unable to get a wink of sleep. Maybe cause some stranger was sleeping on the sofa outside. He wasn’t really a stranger but still it makes him nervous being under the same roof with only him as the other occupant of the house. His brother, Jaejoong had gone over to Yunho’s place to make up. And make love, duh.

If he was given a hand in this decision, Junsu would definitely have chosen to stay over at Changmin’s place or home alone rather than being in close proximity with the dangerous aura, Yoochun. Something about the man was rattling his senses.  Wiping his sweaty palms against his thigh, Junsu decided that a glass of milk would do him good right now.

He tip-toed out and saw the flickering lights of the TV against the dark room. Ignoring the football match on TV, Junsu went straight to get his glass of milk. He drank it in big gulps till the last drop.

Maybe Yoochun’s sleeping.

At first, Jnsu hesitated. But after he convinced himself that Yoochun must really be sleeping after no movements of his head, Junsu dumped the empty glass in the sink and walked over to check on Yoochun. And indeed, he was sleeping.

Chuckling softly, Junsu picked the remote and switched off the TV. Then the room was suddenly eerily quiet that he could hear his heartbeat blasting in his ears. He stood beside Yoochun’s sleeping figure and grinned.

He looks innocent when he’s sleeping… kind of cute.

It was unintentional, but his hand suddenly dropped down to touch Yoochun’s smooth cheeks. His fingers trailed down to trace the lips before a tongue lashed out and sucked his finger in.

Junsu moaned at the sudden surge of electricity through his body, pooling at the base of his stomach.

“You… you’re not… sleeping.” Junsu said in short breaths as he tried to pull his fingers away from Yoochun’s lips.

Yoochun had to shift his legs to accommodate the sudden heaviness beneath his zippers. When he’d heard Junsu opening the refrigerator, he’d pretended to sleep in hopes that the former would come over to the sofa. Yoochun swirled his tongue around the finger before sucking them hard. Junsu gasped, trying his best not to moan… again.

“I’m sorry, Junsu. Shouldn’t have happened…” Yoochun let go of Junsu’s finger and turned to the other side of the sofa to sleep.

Junsu felt frustrated that Yoochun would just stop right there leaving him aching below the belt. He never knew that looking and feeling Yoochun’s mouth sucking his digit could be such a turn on.

A small distant siren blasted in his mind. Junsu knew this might sound weird or wrong given that he already has a girlfriend but… god, he wanted to know what those lips felt like on his again.

“Yoochun.” Junsu uttered his name in what sounded like a whimper.

“Hmm?”

“Can you kiss me? I… I’m curious that’s all.” Junsu tried to convince himself too.

Yoochun tensed. Junsu had no idea what he’d done to Yoochun’s raging lust. The beast of lust was threatening to control him and take Junsu right there and then, but Yoochun tried not to think any of it.

“Ok, come here.” Just a kiss… shouldn’t be a problem.

Junsu sat on the edge of the sofa. Yoochun supported himself on both arms, and took Junsu’s lips. The kiss was gentle and shy, but minutes later turned hot and needy. Yoochun slipped a hand beneath the younger man’s tee and brushed his already pebbled nipple. He rubbed the nipple between his thumb and index finger before tugging at it lightly.

It sent ripples of lust between them. Junsu didn’t know how he was suddenly straddling Yoochun’s narrow hips, feeling his hardness pressed against his bottom. If only the clothes wasn’t in the way.

Yoochun groaned at the friction between their bodies as Junsu humped against his bottom half. He had to stop right now or hurt Junsu, which he rather not.

“Junsu. We. Have. To. Stop.” Yoochun pushed the younger man’s hand gently away from his chest. “I don’t want to you to hate me when things happen.”

Junsu didn’t utter a word and just got up. But what happened next surprised the shit out of him.

“W…what are you doing?” Yoochun gulped.

Ignoring Yoochun’s question, Junsu continued stripping. He purposely removed his boxers slowly, trying his best to tempt Yoochun.

I must be out of my mind doing this… tempting Yoochun and when did I become so bold?

“I want you so bad, Yoochun.” Junsu said with half- closed lids.

Yoochun stared at the hard shaft that Junsu’s stroking, leaking in abundance. His lips went dry.

“You’re not regretting this?” Yoochun asked with a growl.

“Uh. I want you now... I… I’m going to come…”

Yoochun groaned. He grabbed Junsu’s wrist and pushed him down on the large table right in front of the sofa. Stripping his clothes, Yoochun positioned himself between Junsu’s thigh and kissed him. His fingers readied Junsu’s entrance.

Junsu’s shy fingers closed over Yoochun’s erection, and tugged it hard. The latter groaned, bumping his erection against Yoochun’s. The friction was deliciously going to burn them if they don’t do anything about it now. Just then, Yoochun replaced his fingers with his hard shaft, entering Junsu’s tightness inch by inch till he was buried to the hilt, his balls touching the other man’s.

“Uh..” Junsu moaned, stroking himself.

Yoochun moved slowly and then faster, hitting his prostate gland repeatedly till Junsu was whimpering for release. He continued pumping whilst his index finger dip slightly into the slit of his partner’s shaft.

And Junsu came violently, spilling as much cum between their bodies. His orgasm caused his muscles to clench around Yoochun’s erection, making him climax so hard he saw stars. Junsu shuddered at the hot spill in him.

“That was mind-blowing.” Yoochun mumbled before collapsing on top of Junsu.

Junsu had long ago lost the feeling of his leg. His body was tired and aching all over.

“I love you.” Yoochun whispered in his ear softly. “I’m sorry."

Abruptly, Junsu opened up his eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“I mean… I…” Yoochun looked away. “I paid Eunmi to go out with you.” He flinched getting read y to be hit.

“Yoochun, how could you!” Junsu tried pushing him away but to no avail.

“I’m sorry… I’m the worst. After seeing how disturbed you were after I kissed you in the car, I thought the only thing I could make you happy was to get you dressed nicely and date the girl you like. I thought that alone would let my mind of you... but the other day when I saw you and her kissing… I was jealous.”

Junsu licked his lip. “Then what about you? I saw you with that funky guy... kissing all over at the park.”

“That was for show, and partly to convince myself to get back with him. But my heart refused. I had my eyes only for you.” Yoochun got up and settled on the sofa, ignoring the stickiness on his belly.

“Oh god.” Junsu sighed. “I think I’m in love with you too.” A light tinge of redness crept up his cheeks, seeing it with the illumination of the moon outside, makes him looked so beautiful plus the flush of hot sex.

“Aren’t we?” Yoochun chuckled softly. “You have to break off with her.”

“I will.”

“By the way aren’t you mad at me for paying Eunmi?” Yoochun asked as he pulled his partner across his lap, straddling him.

“I was. But to think again, my heart was never really in it no matter how many times I convinced myself.”

“So what are we?” Yoochun looked into those beautiful black sockets which were staring into his own.

“Lovers?” Junsu giggled. He rubbed his semi-erect manhood against his new lover’s.

“That’s nice.” Yoochun captured his lip in a searing kiss.

***

The next morning, Yunho made it a point to go over at his sister’s place to tell about his reconciliation before he went to work. He and Jaejoong would never be separated again, he was sure of it. He took the short flight of stairs instead of the lift.

At a press of a button, his sister appeared looking neat and tidy, dressed for breakfast outside.

“May I come in for a bit? I’ve got something to talk to you about.”  Yunho let himself in and sat on the lone armchair.

“What is it?” Her sister settled on the sofa instead.

“I’m not going to marry that girl.” He said curtly.

Yuri shook her head. “I’m sorry but the date of the wedding has been set. It’s to be held next month.”

“What the hell… you decided all this without consulting me first?” Yunho said angrily.

“I know you wouldn’t agree, and I’m doing what’s the best for the family… and you.” She said.

“You don’t know what’s best for me… never… not right now.” Yunho growled between gritted teeth.

“Yunho.” Yuri walked over and patted her brother’s head. “I know you’re still not over that Jaejoong boy. So, I’ll give you a proposition. You propose to Jaejoong within a month or else you marry the girl.”

“I’ll make sure.” Yunho snorted.

***

Jaejoong had gotten a call from Yuri, saying she’s got something important to talk about. Minutes later she was already at his door, excusing herself in.

“Would you like anything to drink?” Jaejong asked, but she politely refused.

“Jaejoong, I’m sorry.”

“Sorry, about what, nuna?” He asked.

“I’m sorry about the shopping mall incident. Do you remember?”

“What’s it got to do with you?” He scooted closer to hear her clearly.

“I planned to abandon. God, I’m the worse. I did that back then… because I thought you’re destroying Yunho’s dream. I lied about the shop when I told Yunho you’re lost. I felt guilty. But now I regret my actions. Please forgive me.”

Jaejoong was shocked. He could never imagined Yuri-nuna to be doing such bad things but he’s a forgiving person.

“I’ll forgive you, nuna.” He said with a small smile. “Everyone makes mistake.”

“Ok, now that’s settled. I’ve a favour to ask you.”

“What is it nuna?”

Yuri squeezed Jaejoong’s hand in hers. “This morning Yunho came to talk to me about his feelings and all. And I think he needs time to really think through everything. He’s really stressed out.”

“Hmm.”

“So, what I’m asking is you, not to bother him for awhile… a month or two.” She said softly. “I’ve found a place for you and Junsu to relax… since Junsu’s on school holiday too.”

“Are you sure it’s ok?” Jaejoong asked cautiously.

“Of course, it is.” She said again with a slight laughter.

He didn’t want to doubt her so he agreed. Nothing bad could’ve happen even if she lied right? If only he knew what would happen in the future.

To be continued...

A/N: Ok, how's the smut... been awhile since I wrote one... and well wrote this last night.. but typed it out this morning.. ^^ Enjoy and hope it won't disappoint you.. longer than usual eh? lol