Pedo
Title: Pedo
Author: ani_ami
Length: one-shot
Pairing: JunSeob
Genre: AU, smut, romance
Rating: R
Disclaimer: JunSeob belong to each other~
Summary: Junhyung didn’t know what got to him when he first saw the young boy on the street. A pedophile journey ahead.
Note: The summary's written by takeshikei who beta-ed the fic for me *sobs* Thank you a lot my fiancee even though it gave me a hard time to deal with my bruised ego LOL
Junhyung panted, observing his sweat drop on Yoseob’s flushing face while the boy under him was gasping for air. His eyes were half-lidded. His swollen lips creased as if they were begging for more.
‘Stop it!’ Junhyung’s mind screamed.
“Ahn… Deeper, Junhyung…” Yoseob’s pleading reached his ears as he pulled the other close.
‘This is wrong! Stop it!’
He could feel Yoseob writhe when he inched deeper. The voice in Junhyung’s head was completely suppressed by Yoseob’s high, ecstatic moan.
“Junhyung-ahhhh” Yoseob cried, digging his fingernails into Junhyung’s back causing the latter to hiss in pain.
Junhyung shut his eyes and buried his face into the crook of Yoseob’s milky neck.
“I’m sorry…” He muttered.
‘I’m a pedo just like them…’
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Junhyung stepped out of the grocery store with a bag of ice-cream in his left hand and a can of coke in his right one.
“Ya… Why did I have to go to this place to get these ice-creams?” He grouched recalling his best friend - Hyunseung’s strange request.
Since Junhyung lost the bet, Hyunseung made him go buy ice-creams for the dance crew at the store which was 5 blocks away from their place.
“Shit, I can’t believe that his grade was higher than mine. He must have lied about studying the lessons for exactly 40 seconds.” Junhyung shook his head and started to head back to their practice room.
“I-I don’t want!” squeaked someone suddenly.
Junhyung turned to the direction to find an old fat man trying to grab a black haired kid’s hands.
“Don’t be afraid, little one. Come with uncle. Uncle will give you lots of candies.” The man grinned repulsively.
“I-”
“He said he didn’t want to go with you. Are you deaf, pervert?” Junhyung cut off the boy when he grabbed the old man’s wrist forcing him to let go of the kid’s hand.
“It’s none of your business, brat!” The fat man yelped once Junhyung added more strength to his grip. “It hurts!! Let go!!”
“You think that I’m dumb, old man? As if I didn’t see you drool over this kid?” Junhyung snickered.
“I-I just wanted to take him… urgh… take him home…” The man hastily explained while attempting to remove the fingers around his wrist.
Another crooked smile was formed on Junhyung’s lips. He shoved the man harshly and shot him a glare.
“Don’t let me see your face again, pedo.”
The said man nodded like crazy and ran off as fast as possible.
“Coward.” Junhyung chuckled before glancing at the scared kid beside him.
“Where is your mom, kid?” He asked.
“My mom is at home.” The shorter boy replied softly. His voice was melodious, Junhyung noticed, and he was looking at Junhyung with big bright eyes. That was the most innocent expression Junhyung had ever seen.
“So, you should go home. A cute little kid like you shouldn’t go out alone. Can you go home on your own?”
Junhyung raised an eyebrow upon seeing the surprise written on the boy’s small face. The kid then puffed his cheek.
“But I’m waiting…”
“No buts. Take this and go home now.” Junhyung said plainly, putting his can of coke in the pale kid’s hand. Before the other could react, the brunette had ruffled his hair and walked away.
“He’s so weird…” mumbled the boy watching his rescuer disappear in the sea of people.
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Junhyung sighed as putting the ice-creams and his coke on the cash desk. He couldn’t believe that he had lost another bet to Hyunseung. He began to wonder whether the whole world was against him when he realized he forgot his wallet at the practice room and now he didn’t have enough money for his items.
‘What an unlucky day.’ He rolled his eyes considering putting his coke back.
“I’ll pay for it.” said someone behind Junhyung. That person then moved to stand next to Junhyung and placed a note on the desk. Junhyung turned to him, eyes widened in surprise.
“You’re the kid last time!”
The small faced boy gave Junhyung a dimple smile and nodded.
“I didn’t have chance to thank you the last time.”
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“Do your parents know that you’re here?” Junhyung questioned as they went out of the store.
“Yes. I told my mom I’d go out for awhile.” The other boy replied with a nod. “Why you ask?”
“A kid like you shouldn’t stay outside alone.” said Junhyung matter-of-factly while scanning the shorter boy’s blushing face.
“Thank you very much for saving me the last time. By the way I’m Yang Yoseob.”
“You’re welcome, Yoseob. I’m Yong Junhyung.”
They exchanged smiles and a handshake. Normally, Junhyung was not fond of talking with strangers, but this kid seemed so friendly and sincere, he couldn’t help but let his wall down.
They were sitting on the bench near the grocery store where they had met each other the first time a few days ago. Junhyung rolled the can of coke in his hand pondering over this extraordinary coincidence.
“You like Coke, don’t you?” Yoseob grinned amusedly, remembering Junhyung’s first gift for him.
“Yeah. My friends call me a Coke addict. I really don’t get it. I just drink a couple of cans per day.” said Junhyung earning a giggle from Yoseob.
‘It’s still better than being an eyeliner addict like Hyunseung.’ He inwardly told himself. ‘Hyunseung…’
“Oh shoot! I have to deliver these ice-creams to my friends! I almost forgot!” Junhyung blurted out jolting up from his seat.
Yoseob looked at the bag in Junhyung’s hand before gazing up at his worried face.
“You’d better hurry. The ice-creams are melting…” He noted.
“Damn.” groaned Junhyung. “I gotta run now. See you later, Yoseob.”
“Goodbye, Junhyung.”
The younger male beamed and waved at his new friend who was darting toward the crowd without looking back.
“He has such a unique way of leaving.” He shook his head with another chuckle.
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After that encounter, Junhyung met Yoseob more often at the grocery store. Even though the store was neither near his practice room nor in his direction of home, he wouldn’t mind walking there a few times a week in order to hang out with Yoseob.
At first, Junhyung was curious about Yoseob’s presence at this place almost every evening. The latter laughed and explained that he was there to wait for his friend who was the captain of a soccer team. Yoseob told Junhyung many stories about his friend like how they grew up together, their similarities and differences, how the other guy loved soccer, how hard he practiced for his matches, and so on. In return, Junhyung shared stories about his daily life, his friends, and his dreams. Yoseob always listened to him and gave supportive comments such as “That’s cool!” or “Daebak!” together with cute laughs and expressions. It made Junhyung feel like he could tell the black haired boy anything except the strange feeling started to grow inside him whenever they were together.
Junhyung was grateful that Yoseob never asked why he visited the store now and then. Perhaps he was so happy to have Junhyung’s company that he didn’t notice anything else. Didn’t it mean that Junhyung’s a special person to him? Besides, Yoseob was a very carefree, innocent and cheerful kid.
A smile spread on Junhyung’s lips when he received a can of coke from Yoseob.
“My treat.” The sunny boy stated.
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Junhyung remembered that fated evening. It was getting colder since winter was coming. That day Hyunseung, being evil, forced the whole crew to clean up the practice room after their tiring rehearsal. Junhyung was irritated by the fact that he missed his chance to meet Yoseob, but he dropped by their meeting place anyways to see if Yoseob was still there.
‘Perhaps he’s gone home with his friend.’ thought Junhyung.
“Won’t you come to play with me, little boy?”
The brunette wrinkled his forehead at the strange voice. He disliked that kind of invitation, especially when it came from an old man. It reminded him of perverts. He hated perverts. He stopped to look in the voice direction to find a middle aged man smiling slyly at the guy whose face was covered underneath the hood.
“Leave me alone.” said the guy’s low voice.
By the time Junhyung heard that, he recognized it was Yoseob’s voice.
“Keke, but you look so lonely he-ERK!” The man squealed when Junhyung kicked him aside without letting him finish his sentence. No sooner had the man turned to shout at the attacker than Junhyung took his picture with his phone.
“W-What are you doing?” Junhyung snickered at the uncle’s yell.
“Take a picture of you, perverted old man, so that the whole net community would know about you and your filthy acts.”
The old man backed off as soon as his eyes met the punk’s death glare, although Junhyung was sure that the man would have wanted to squash the phone in his hand.
“There are so many perverts these days.” snorted Junhyung putting the phone back into his pocket and turned to Yoseob. “Are you alright?”
Yoseob nodded his head in silence.
“Where’s your friend? I thought you’d already left with him.” Junhyung looked around to search for the soccer addict, yet there were just a few people in sight on the dark street.
“He won’t come…” muttered Yoseob.
“Pardon me?”
“He won’t come.” Junhyung’s eyes widened as Yoseob looked up at him and sobbed. “He’ll never come, Junhyung-ah.”
“D-Don’t cry.” Junhyung panicked. He held Yoseob’s head and wiped his falling tears with his thumbs. “Tell me, Seobie. What happened?”
Yoseob shook his head forcing more tears to come out of his eyes.
“He doesn’t want me anymore.” cried the black haired boy before startling the confused Junhyung with a tight hug.
Junhyung was about to say something to calm Yoseob down but he couldn’t think up any comforting words, so he just gently patted the latter’s head and let Yoseob cry his heart out against his chest.
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Junhyung put the mug of hot chocolate on the coffee table in front of Yoseob who was resting his chin on his knees, staring blankly at the wall. He sniffled and wiped his damp cheeks. Junhyung released a sigh and sat down next to the smaller boy.
An hour ago, Yoseob asked Junhyung if they could go to Junhyung’s house since he had nowhere to go. Besides, he didn’t want to return home in this condition. Junhyung agreed, assuming his house would be a suitable place for Yoseob since his parents were visiting their relatives in another province. He took Yoseob home after getting him to call home to let his parents know that he would stay over at Junhyung’s place.
Junhyung glanced at the gloomy boy beside him then looked back at the ceiling. He was really curious about what happened to Yoseob whilst the other kept talking incoherently.
“He rejected me.” said Yoseob out of the blue as if he could read Junhyung’s mind.
“Is that so?” Junhyung asked softly.
“Yeah.” Yoseob whispered back with a nod. He tightened the grip around his legs as he buried his face against his knees. “He said he just liked me as a little brother.”
“I see.”
“I’ve had a crush on him for 8 years…” Yoseob smiled bitterly.
“It’s because of my appearance, right? Or am I too childish?” Yoseob looked at Junhyung with his wet, red eyes. His voice cracked as he asked so.
“Aish, don’t be silly. You’re cute. Perhaps you’re not his type.” Junhyung patted his head again and gave him a supportive smile. “You’re still young. You’ll find another guy s-”
Junhyung’s words were cut off when Yoseob suddenly moved forward and pressed their lips together.
“Let’s have sex, Junhyung.”
“W-What?!” The brunette winced in disbelief. He was staring at Yoseob with his widened eyes, trying to collect himself as Yoseob abruptly kissed him again. Junhyung fell off his side when the younger boy leaned on him. He panicked, feeling Yoseob’s tongue in his mouth. He immediately pushed Yoseob away and rose up.
“YAH! What are you doing?! Are you out of your mind, kid?!” The shocked dancer grumbled, wiping his mouth.
“I-I’m not a kid.” sobbed Yoseob as his tears started to fall again. “I want to grow up. Make me an adult, Junhyung.”
“You’re crazy, Yang Yoseob!” Junhyung exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows.
Yoseob eyed him for a few seconds before nodding and standing up.
“I see.” He sniffled, rubbing his sleeve against his cheeks harshly. “Thanks for letting me stay over, Junhyung. I’d better leave now.” He continued; hand reached for his coat on the couch.
“Where are you going?” Junhyung grabbed his wrist.
“None of your business.” Yoseob replied bluntly, prying Junhyung’s hand off. “There must be somebody out there who would agree to sleep with me.”
“What the hell are you talking about? You’re insane!” Junhyung snapped at the boy’s rude response.
“I AM! I’ve lost my mind because no one wants me! Neither him nor you!” Yoseob furiously shouted. Then he sank to his knees and began to cry again. “Am I that hateful?”
“No, you’re not hateful.” Junhyung kneeled down beside Yoseob and patted his trembling shoulder. “You just need to calm down…”
“Junhyung, please… I beg you. Take me and make me an adult.”
Junhyung gaped as he looked into Yoseob’s eyes. It hurt to see those beautiful eyes filled with pain. This kid had suffered so much that he didn’t know what he was saying anymore, Junhyung thought.
“I can’t…” He said quietly. He couldn’t take advantage of Yoseob despite his own feelings.
“I understand.” Yoseob forced a smile. He removed Junhyung’s hand on his shoulder and turned to grab his coat. “I’ll find someone else who is willing to help me, then.”
“Yoseob, don’t be like that.” Junhyung pleaded, trying to hold Yoseob back but the latter had dodged his touch.
“I’ve made up my mind, Junhyung.” Yoseob said firmly, throwing a cold look at his anxious friend. “Take me or leave me.”
Junhyung pulled away and dropped his gaze down on the ground. He couldn’t tell if there was anger or sadness in Yoseob’s red eyes. He just knew that this kid was not the Yoseob whom he always adored. This Yoseob was fierce and determined.
Junhyung wasn’t able to make any move while Yoseob walked toward the door.
“I’m leaving.” He heard Yoseob’s hoarse voice. It sounded foreign to him. It echoed in his head over and over.
By the time Yoseob grabbed the doorknob and was about to twist it open, a big hand suddenly placed over his. He glanced and saw Junhyung’s darkened face.
“W-What?” he stuttered unconsciously.
“I’ll take you.”
That’s what reached Yoseob’s ears before he found himself pushed against the door and Junhyung crashed their lips together. Yoseob winced, opening his mouth in shock which gave Junhyung a chance to thrust his tongue into the hot cavern and explore it unhesitatingly.
Yoseob pressed his eyes shut, trying to respond Junhyung’s heady kiss. He dropped his coat and wrapped his arms around the taller male’s neck, pulling him closer and deepening their kiss. Junhyung could feel Yoseob’s warm tears on his cheek but he couldn’t care less. He just couldn’t stand the thought that Yoseob would be with some random disgusting pedo out there. It drove him mad. He would never ever let those filthy perverts lay their nasty fingers on his pure Yoseob.
Junhyung bit Yoseob’s lower lip, earning a whimper from him.
‘You, little slut Yang Yoseob, have turned me into a pedo.’
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“Yoseob-ah…” Junhyung hissed, running his fingers in Yoseob’s silky hair while the boy was working his head up and down between his legs.
The way Yoseob took Junhyung into his mouth and sucked eagerly on his hardened length gave Junhyung so much pleasure. However, he couldn’t help but worry because Yoseob was likely to choke himself. Junhyung struggled to slow Yoseob down by controlling his own movement, trying his best not to thrust himself into Yoseob’s hungry mouth, but the latter kept sucking him in deeply and whirled his tongue around Junhyung’s sensitive member.
“S-Stop, Yoseob-ah… I’m gonna…” Junhyung pulled Yoseob’s hair as he reached his climax. He was about to pull away when Yoseob suddenly grazed his teeth against the base, causing Junhyung to yelp and spill his cum unexpectedly. Yoseob gagged on the salty liquid filling his mouth and Junhyung immediately pulled himself out, accidentally spraying cum over the former’s face.
“Gosh! I’m sorry Yoseob-ah!” Junhyung flinched and immediately cupped the boy’s small face to wipe the thick liquid off. “I’ve warned you. You can spit it…”
He trailed off upon meeting Yoseob’s blank look as he swallowed Junhyung’s cum.
“You needn’t do that, silly.” Junhyung sighed, shaking his head before pulling the slim boy over his lap.
“But I wanted to.” Junhyung raised a brow at Yoseob’s crimson red face. A second ago he appeared so cold, yet now he became shy. Junhyung smiles and caressed the kid’s swollen lips with his thumb.
“Why are you smiling?” Yoseob blinked his eyes innocently.
“You’re cute, Yoseobie.” replied the brunette, hugging the boy on his lap.
Yoseob was surprised by Junhyung’s sudden act at first. Then he closed his eyes and snuggled against his friend’s warm body.
“Take me, Junhyung.” Yoseob whispered as emotion swept over him again.
“I-I don’t think that’s a good idea, Yoseob-ah.” Junhyung muttered; hand caressed the younger one’s back.
“But it hurts, Junhyung-ah.” sobbed Yoseob when he moved backward to face Junhyung. “It hurts like hell. I just want to forget about him. Please, make me forget him.”
Junhyung observed the tears streaking Yoseob’s sorrowful face. His heart shrunk at the thought Yoseob was suffering an unbearable pain. How he wished he could dry all the tears Yoseob’s shedding. He never wanted to see him cry. If Yoseob was his, he would never make him cry.
“Don’t cry, Yoseob-ah.” Junhyung pleaded, feeling his own eyes became wet.
“Junhyung…”
Their lips met again for another passionate kiss. Yoseob unbuttoned Junhyung’s shirt and ran his palms over the other’s built chest. He tilted his head when Junhyung made his way down to his neck and collarbone. Yoseob shuddered as Junhyung pressed thumbs against his nipples while nibbling on his neck.
Yoseob flinched, feeling Junhyung’s hardness against his crotch. His jeans had gotten too tight for his growing bulge, and Junhyung noticed that. He rolled them over and stripped Yoseob’s jeans off before pinning his little friend under him.
Yoseob released a soft moan when Junhyung’s slender fingers wrapped around his erection, stroking it slowly.
“Junhyung-ah…” He squirmed, bucking his hips shamelessly.
Parts of Junhyung enjoyed Yoseob’s reaction, yet parts of him were disgusted by the nasty thing he’s doing to a kid like Yoseob. He shouldn’t have done this. He should have kicked Yoseob out of his house when he asked Junhyung to screw him, but he couldn’t. Junhyung couldn’t let Yoseob go. He couldn’t let anybody else touch Yoseob.
Yoseob dug his nails into Junhyung’s scalp as the older guy flicked his tongue over his hard nipples and teased his hole with his fingertip. He bit his lips, trying to hold back a scream once Junhyung’s finger penetrated his puckered hole.
“Does it hurt, Seobie?” Junhyung asked quietly.
Yoseob shook his head with a whimper. Junhyung started to move his finger inside the boy while watching Yoseob’s expression carefully.
“Just relax.” Junhyung whispered, placing a kiss on Yoseob’s bruised lips. “And let me hear your voice.”
The small faced male held his friend’s head and pulled him forward for another scorching kiss. He moaned in the kiss, feeling Junhyung’s second finger enter him and stretch him painfully.
“Junhyung-ah…”
‘Don’t call my name like that!’
“I want you to be inside me, Junhyung-ah.”
Junhyung’s eyes fluttered open. He was staring down at Yoseob’s sweaty and beet red face. How delicate he was lying under Junhyung. He’s just a kid and he’s begging Junhyung to do that horrible thing to him. Junhyung gulped before opening his mouth.
“Please, don’t reject me, Junhyung…” Yoseob breathed out, placing his thumb over the hesitant brunette’s plump lips.
‘Don’t look at me like that!’
Junhyung nodded briefly and kissed Yoseob’s thumb when he withdrew his fingers causing the other to quiver.
Junhyung could hear his own voice repeating inside his head, screaming for him to stop as he positioned himself between Yoseob’s spreading legs. The voice kept getting louder and louder when he thrust into Yoseob’s tight opening. Strangely, all he could hear was Yoseob’s cry and moan while he was overwhelmed by the younger boy.
Everything started shattering, piece by piece. Thrust. The images of Yoseob’s smiling face. Thrust. His cute pouts. Thrust. His laughter. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
“Yoseob-ah!” shouted Junhyung, slamming into Yoseob uncontrollably.
The smaller boy kept calling his name in an erotic way, urging him to move faster, and that made Yoseob more seductive to him. The faster and deeper he went, the tighter Yoseob became, and before he realized that, he’d emptied himself in Yoseob’s craving body.
And then, everything went black.
‘I’m sorry…’
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Junhyung groaned and rolled to his other side when the sun shone over him. He must have forgotten to draw the curtains yesterday. He snapped open his eyes and jolted up, recalling what had happened. He found himself in his messy bed, naked under the blanket, and alone.
“Yoseob?”
No answer.
Junhyung put on his boxers and walked out of his bedroom. There was no sign of Yoseob in his quiet house. Even the mug of chocolate on the coffee table was gone, which Junhyung found it later on the rack when he checked the kitchen. He couldn’t tell if things had happened last night was real or it was just another wet dream of his.
He returned to his room, fell on his bed and closed his eyes. He swore Yoseob’s sweet scent was still lingering on the pillow he’s burying his face in. Perhaps he dreamt of that little kid too much.
“Junhyung, you’re such a pedo.” He muffled against his pillow before dozing off again.
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It was not a dream; the scratches on Junhyung’s back proved that.
However everything else spoke differently. Yoseob disappeared as if he had never existed in this world, Junhyung’s world.
Junhyung waited at their meeting place every single day, but Yoseob didn’t show up, not even once. It was understandable since he used to be there to wait for his crush, but now that they’re over, so there was no reason for Yoseob to come here anymore.
Junhyung chuckled bitterly, eyeing the can of coke in his hands. Once he decided to start looking for Yoseob, he realized he knew nothing about him. He didn’t notice that Yoseob barely talked about himself before.
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A month passed and Junhyung was still waiting in vain. Perhaps it’s him who was no longer able to distinguish between imagination and reality. Perhaps it’s time to face the truth.
‘Yoseob is not real.’
Junhyung threw his Coke can into the garbage can and stood up.
“It’s time to let go.” He inhaled deeply and breathed out.
By the time he turned to leave, the corner of his eyes saw an old man smiling evilly at a blond kid.
“Are you lost, kid? Want uncle to take you home?” His deep voice gave Junhyung goose bumps. How disgusting, he thought as he approached the old man and stopped him before he could lay his hand on the poor boy.
“Thanks, uncle, but I’m responsible for taking my bro home.” Junhyung faked a smile, forcing his way between the man and the kid.
“Oh, so you’re his brother?” An awkward smile plastered on the bald man’s ugly face. “You shouldn’t have left him alone like that. He could be kidnapped…”
“… by pedos, I know.” Junhyung interrupted him with a snicker. “There are so many perverts these days, right?” He added.
“Y-Yeah.” nodded the man before excusing himself.
No sooner had the old man left than Junhyung’s smiling face vanished. That kind of person always made him want to throw up.
“Junhyung…”
Junhyung’s head jerked up when his name’s called. Without thinking, he turned around to look at the boy behind him. That small pale face, those wide, bright eyes, even that amazed expression, everything was so familiar, so real.
“Yoseob?” Junhyung gaped.
“Long time no see.” A smile spread on Yoseob’s lips as his eyes narrowed, which looked more like a grimace to Junhyung.
“You bleached your hair?” Junhyung abruptly asked, studying Yoseob’s blond hair in daze.
“Y-Yes.” Yoseob nodded and touched his hair nervously. “I thought it’d make me look more mature. Is it weird?”
“Nope, you’re still cute.”
A grin followed Junhyung’s response as soon as he noticed the blush on Yoseob’s cheeks, but in a split second his face fell and he walked away.
Yoseob was startled by Junhyung’s hasty departure, so he followed him.
“Junhyung?”
“We shouldn’t see each other.” The taller male sped up. “I’ve made up my mind. I must let it go.”
‘I must let you go.’
“W-Why?” asked Yoseob, trying to catch Junhyung.
“Because you left without a word. You also disappeared for a month straight, and when I’d decided to move on, you showed up again. You’re playing with me or what?”
Yoseob frowned at Junhyung’s babble. He stopped his step and shouted to him.
“It’s the same as you never looking back when you leave, Junhyung!”
Junhyung looked over his shoulder to find Yoseob almost burst into tears. Moreover, people around them were staring at them suspiciously. Junhyung rolled his eyes, then approached Yoseob, took his hand and pulled him along.
“Aish, don’t cry.” He mumbled.
“I’m not crying!” Yoseob’s lips formed a pout as he protested. “It’s just… I didn’t know how to face you, Junhyung-ah, after we have done that…” He continued in a low voice.
“So you hid away from me?”
“I didn’t hide! I was busy with the drama club’s activities. By the time I finished, it was too late to catch you at our meeting place.”
“You could have come to my house to see me.”
Yoseob went silent once he couldn’t retort anymore. He bowed his head, holding Junhyung’s hand tighter.
“I was confused, Junhyung-ah. I begged you to make me forget about him, and you did, and it worked. I’d stopped thinking of him, but then I started to think of you. I didn’t know what to do…”
Junhyung bit his lips, trying to remain calm, but he still lost his temper as listening to Yoseob’s confession. He pushed the shorter boy into a small alley and straddled him against the wall. Their face was so close that once again Junhyung had to suppress his urge to jump Yoseob here and there.
“Do you have any ideas of what you’re talking about, Yang Yoseob?” Junhyung gritted his teeth.
Yoseob stared up with his dark brown eyes.
“I think I’m in love with you, Junhyung.”
Junhyung clenched his fists, gazing down at Yoseob’s blank-yet-so-adorable face. The boy was waiting for his response. He could see hope in those innocent eyes.
“Shit!” Junhyung spat and covered Yoseob’s eyes with his palm, which got the blond to flinch.
“W-What are you doing, Jun-”
“I can’t stand the way you look at me.”
“I’m sorry…”
Junhyung rolled his eyes upon seeing Yoseob’s pout.
‘Damn, I should have covered his mouth as well.’ He mentally cursed.
“But it’s okay, Junhyung-ah.” Yoseob’s lips curved upwards. “You don’t have to return my feeling.”
At that moment, Junhyung was grateful that he didn’t see Yoseob’s eyes. He couldn’t imagine how things would turn out if he caught the glimpse of pain in this kid’s beautiful eyes one more time. He heart would shatter for sure.
“Don’t!” Junhyung gasped when Yoseob reached his hand in order to remove it from his face.
“It’s okay. You can let go now, Junhyung-ah.”
“But I can’t!” Junhyung retorted before dropping his voice. “No matter how hard I try, it’s impossible to let go.”
Yoseob gaped then closed his mouth. Junhyung guessed the other’s considering what he had said.
“Uh… Can you repeat it, Junhyung? I don’t quite get it.”
“I said.” Yoseob nodded whilst Junhyung spoke again. “Even if this will make me a pedo, I have to admit that I love you, Yang Yoseob.”
Right after finishing his line, Junhyung bent down and captured Yoseob’s lips for a breathtaking kiss.
“Damn, I miss kissing you like crazy.”
Yoseob chuckled at his new lover’s grunt in the middle of their kiss. He threw his arms around Junhyung’s neck and pulled him closer.
“I miss you too.”
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“For you.” Junhyung blinked at the ticket in Yoseob’s hands.
“What’s that?” He raised an eyebrow, taking the ticket.
“The ticket to my school festival. Since I’m taking part in the play, I hope you’ll be there.” Yoseob replied with a grin. “Since you’re my boyfriend.”
“Don’t be so demanding, kid.” snorted Junhyung. “I don’t think I wanna join a junior high - what? Seoul High School?”
“Urgh… I knew you would react like this.” Yoseob scratched his head as Junhyung stared at him in shock. “It’s said that my school’s for the upper class, but I got in thanks to a musical scholarship. My family’s not that r-”
“You’re a high school student?” Junhyung cut him off.
“Yes, and I’m same age with you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?! You made me think that I was a pedo for falling in love with a 12 year old boy for frigging months!” snapped Junhyung, jolting up from his seat.
“I thought you’d known that already.” Yoseob replied matter of factly.
“How could I know when you never mentioned it? Aish! I’m gonna go crazy!” The brunette stomp his feet and turned to leave.
“J-Junhyung!” whined Yoseob behind him.
“Keke, who upset you, little - WAH!”
Junhyung shoved the middle aged man out of his way.
“Stay away from my boy, you disgusting pedo.”
Then, he grasped Yoseob’s hand and dragged him away from the bench and the frozen man.
“Why do you attract so many perverts? I’ve just left for 10 seconds.” Junhyung groaned.
“I don’t know. It’s because of my face, perhaps?”
Junhyung side eyed Yoseob and nodded.
“Right, you’re too cute, and it’s dangerous for you to go out alone.”
“But Junhyung’s always there to save me from those perverts.” stated Yoseob. “Junhyung’s my hero.”
Junhyung’s anger immediately eased due to the blond male’s childishly cute comment. There’s no way Junhyung could get mad at this kid. He let out a sigh and intertwined their fingers, slowing down his walking speed so that they could walk side by side.
Not to mention how happy Yoseob was after his success in calming Junhyung down. He swung their linked arms and beamed brightly.
“So are you coming to the festival?”
“Unless you tell me everything about you.”
“Deal. What do you wanna know?”
“Where did you learn stuff like kissing and love making from? Did you watch porn?”
“Yah, Yong Junhyung! You’re such a pervert!”
“What? I’m just curious.”
Author: ani_ami
Length: one-shot
Pairing: JunSeob
Genre: AU, smut, romance
Rating: R
Disclaimer: JunSeob belong to each other~
Summary: Junhyung didn’t know what got to him when he first saw the young boy on the street. A pedophile journey ahead.
Note: The summary's written by takeshikei who beta-ed the fic for me *sobs* Thank you a lot my fiancee even though it gave me a hard time to deal with my bruised ego LOL
Junhyung panted, observing his sweat drop on Yoseob’s flushing face while the boy under him was gasping for air. His eyes were half-lidded. His swollen lips creased as if they were begging for more.
‘Stop it!’ Junhyung’s mind screamed.
“Ahn… Deeper, Junhyung…” Yoseob’s pleading reached his ears as he pulled the other close.
‘This is wrong! Stop it!’
He could feel Yoseob writhe when he inched deeper. The voice in Junhyung’s head was completely suppressed by Yoseob’s high, ecstatic moan.
“Junhyung-ahhhh” Yoseob cried, digging his fingernails into Junhyung’s back causing the latter to hiss in pain.
Junhyung shut his eyes and buried his face into the crook of Yoseob’s milky neck.
“I’m sorry…” He muttered.
‘I’m a pedo just like them…’
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Junhyung stepped out of the grocery store with a bag of ice-cream in his left hand and a can of coke in his right one.
“Ya… Why did I have to go to this place to get these ice-creams?” He grouched recalling his best friend - Hyunseung’s strange request.
Since Junhyung lost the bet, Hyunseung made him go buy ice-creams for the dance crew at the store which was 5 blocks away from their place.
“Shit, I can’t believe that his grade was higher than mine. He must have lied about studying the lessons for exactly 40 seconds.” Junhyung shook his head and started to head back to their practice room.
“I-I don’t want!” squeaked someone suddenly.
Junhyung turned to the direction to find an old fat man trying to grab a black haired kid’s hands.
“Don’t be afraid, little one. Come with uncle. Uncle will give you lots of candies.” The man grinned repulsively.
“I-”
“He said he didn’t want to go with you. Are you deaf, pervert?” Junhyung cut off the boy when he grabbed the old man’s wrist forcing him to let go of the kid’s hand.
“It’s none of your business, brat!” The fat man yelped once Junhyung added more strength to his grip. “It hurts!! Let go!!”
“You think that I’m dumb, old man? As if I didn’t see you drool over this kid?” Junhyung snickered.
“I-I just wanted to take him… urgh… take him home…” The man hastily explained while attempting to remove the fingers around his wrist.
Another crooked smile was formed on Junhyung’s lips. He shoved the man harshly and shot him a glare.
“Don’t let me see your face again, pedo.”
The said man nodded like crazy and ran off as fast as possible.
“Coward.” Junhyung chuckled before glancing at the scared kid beside him.
“Where is your mom, kid?” He asked.
“My mom is at home.” The shorter boy replied softly. His voice was melodious, Junhyung noticed, and he was looking at Junhyung with big bright eyes. That was the most innocent expression Junhyung had ever seen.
“So, you should go home. A cute little kid like you shouldn’t go out alone. Can you go home on your own?”
Junhyung raised an eyebrow upon seeing the surprise written on the boy’s small face. The kid then puffed his cheek.
“But I’m waiting…”
“No buts. Take this and go home now.” Junhyung said plainly, putting his can of coke in the pale kid’s hand. Before the other could react, the brunette had ruffled his hair and walked away.
“He’s so weird…” mumbled the boy watching his rescuer disappear in the sea of people.
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Junhyung sighed as putting the ice-creams and his coke on the cash desk. He couldn’t believe that he had lost another bet to Hyunseung. He began to wonder whether the whole world was against him when he realized he forgot his wallet at the practice room and now he didn’t have enough money for his items.
‘What an unlucky day.’ He rolled his eyes considering putting his coke back.
“I’ll pay for it.” said someone behind Junhyung. That person then moved to stand next to Junhyung and placed a note on the desk. Junhyung turned to him, eyes widened in surprise.
“You’re the kid last time!”
The small faced boy gave Junhyung a dimple smile and nodded.
“I didn’t have chance to thank you the last time.”
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“Do your parents know that you’re here?” Junhyung questioned as they went out of the store.
“Yes. I told my mom I’d go out for awhile.” The other boy replied with a nod. “Why you ask?”
“A kid like you shouldn’t stay outside alone.” said Junhyung matter-of-factly while scanning the shorter boy’s blushing face.
“Thank you very much for saving me the last time. By the way I’m Yang Yoseob.”
“You’re welcome, Yoseob. I’m Yong Junhyung.”
They exchanged smiles and a handshake. Normally, Junhyung was not fond of talking with strangers, but this kid seemed so friendly and sincere, he couldn’t help but let his wall down.
They were sitting on the bench near the grocery store where they had met each other the first time a few days ago. Junhyung rolled the can of coke in his hand pondering over this extraordinary coincidence.
“You like Coke, don’t you?” Yoseob grinned amusedly, remembering Junhyung’s first gift for him.
“Yeah. My friends call me a Coke addict. I really don’t get it. I just drink a couple of cans per day.” said Junhyung earning a giggle from Yoseob.
‘It’s still better than being an eyeliner addict like Hyunseung.’ He inwardly told himself. ‘Hyunseung…’
“Oh shoot! I have to deliver these ice-creams to my friends! I almost forgot!” Junhyung blurted out jolting up from his seat.
Yoseob looked at the bag in Junhyung’s hand before gazing up at his worried face.
“You’d better hurry. The ice-creams are melting…” He noted.
“Damn.” groaned Junhyung. “I gotta run now. See you later, Yoseob.”
“Goodbye, Junhyung.”
The younger male beamed and waved at his new friend who was darting toward the crowd without looking back.
“He has such a unique way of leaving.” He shook his head with another chuckle.
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After that encounter, Junhyung met Yoseob more often at the grocery store. Even though the store was neither near his practice room nor in his direction of home, he wouldn’t mind walking there a few times a week in order to hang out with Yoseob.
At first, Junhyung was curious about Yoseob’s presence at this place almost every evening. The latter laughed and explained that he was there to wait for his friend who was the captain of a soccer team. Yoseob told Junhyung many stories about his friend like how they grew up together, their similarities and differences, how the other guy loved soccer, how hard he practiced for his matches, and so on. In return, Junhyung shared stories about his daily life, his friends, and his dreams. Yoseob always listened to him and gave supportive comments such as “That’s cool!” or “Daebak!” together with cute laughs and expressions. It made Junhyung feel like he could tell the black haired boy anything except the strange feeling started to grow inside him whenever they were together.
Junhyung was grateful that Yoseob never asked why he visited the store now and then. Perhaps he was so happy to have Junhyung’s company that he didn’t notice anything else. Didn’t it mean that Junhyung’s a special person to him? Besides, Yoseob was a very carefree, innocent and cheerful kid.
A smile spread on Junhyung’s lips when he received a can of coke from Yoseob.
“My treat.” The sunny boy stated.
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Junhyung remembered that fated evening. It was getting colder since winter was coming. That day Hyunseung, being evil, forced the whole crew to clean up the practice room after their tiring rehearsal. Junhyung was irritated by the fact that he missed his chance to meet Yoseob, but he dropped by their meeting place anyways to see if Yoseob was still there.
‘Perhaps he’s gone home with his friend.’ thought Junhyung.
“Won’t you come to play with me, little boy?”
The brunette wrinkled his forehead at the strange voice. He disliked that kind of invitation, especially when it came from an old man. It reminded him of perverts. He hated perverts. He stopped to look in the voice direction to find a middle aged man smiling slyly at the guy whose face was covered underneath the hood.
“Leave me alone.” said the guy’s low voice.
By the time Junhyung heard that, he recognized it was Yoseob’s voice.
“Keke, but you look so lonely he-ERK!” The man squealed when Junhyung kicked him aside without letting him finish his sentence. No sooner had the man turned to shout at the attacker than Junhyung took his picture with his phone.
“W-What are you doing?” Junhyung snickered at the uncle’s yell.
“Take a picture of you, perverted old man, so that the whole net community would know about you and your filthy acts.”
The old man backed off as soon as his eyes met the punk’s death glare, although Junhyung was sure that the man would have wanted to squash the phone in his hand.
“There are so many perverts these days.” snorted Junhyung putting the phone back into his pocket and turned to Yoseob. “Are you alright?”
Yoseob nodded his head in silence.
“Where’s your friend? I thought you’d already left with him.” Junhyung looked around to search for the soccer addict, yet there were just a few people in sight on the dark street.
“He won’t come…” muttered Yoseob.
“Pardon me?”
“He won’t come.” Junhyung’s eyes widened as Yoseob looked up at him and sobbed. “He’ll never come, Junhyung-ah.”
“D-Don’t cry.” Junhyung panicked. He held Yoseob’s head and wiped his falling tears with his thumbs. “Tell me, Seobie. What happened?”
Yoseob shook his head forcing more tears to come out of his eyes.
“He doesn’t want me anymore.” cried the black haired boy before startling the confused Junhyung with a tight hug.
Junhyung was about to say something to calm Yoseob down but he couldn’t think up any comforting words, so he just gently patted the latter’s head and let Yoseob cry his heart out against his chest.
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Junhyung put the mug of hot chocolate on the coffee table in front of Yoseob who was resting his chin on his knees, staring blankly at the wall. He sniffled and wiped his damp cheeks. Junhyung released a sigh and sat down next to the smaller boy.
An hour ago, Yoseob asked Junhyung if they could go to Junhyung’s house since he had nowhere to go. Besides, he didn’t want to return home in this condition. Junhyung agreed, assuming his house would be a suitable place for Yoseob since his parents were visiting their relatives in another province. He took Yoseob home after getting him to call home to let his parents know that he would stay over at Junhyung’s place.
Junhyung glanced at the gloomy boy beside him then looked back at the ceiling. He was really curious about what happened to Yoseob whilst the other kept talking incoherently.
“He rejected me.” said Yoseob out of the blue as if he could read Junhyung’s mind.
“Is that so?” Junhyung asked softly.
“Yeah.” Yoseob whispered back with a nod. He tightened the grip around his legs as he buried his face against his knees. “He said he just liked me as a little brother.”
“I see.”
“I’ve had a crush on him for 8 years…” Yoseob smiled bitterly.
“It’s because of my appearance, right? Or am I too childish?” Yoseob looked at Junhyung with his wet, red eyes. His voice cracked as he asked so.
“Aish, don’t be silly. You’re cute. Perhaps you’re not his type.” Junhyung patted his head again and gave him a supportive smile. “You’re still young. You’ll find another guy s-”
Junhyung’s words were cut off when Yoseob suddenly moved forward and pressed their lips together.
“Let’s have sex, Junhyung.”
“W-What?!” The brunette winced in disbelief. He was staring at Yoseob with his widened eyes, trying to collect himself as Yoseob abruptly kissed him again. Junhyung fell off his side when the younger boy leaned on him. He panicked, feeling Yoseob’s tongue in his mouth. He immediately pushed Yoseob away and rose up.
“YAH! What are you doing?! Are you out of your mind, kid?!” The shocked dancer grumbled, wiping his mouth.
“I-I’m not a kid.” sobbed Yoseob as his tears started to fall again. “I want to grow up. Make me an adult, Junhyung.”
“You’re crazy, Yang Yoseob!” Junhyung exclaimed, furrowing his eyebrows.
Yoseob eyed him for a few seconds before nodding and standing up.
“I see.” He sniffled, rubbing his sleeve against his cheeks harshly. “Thanks for letting me stay over, Junhyung. I’d better leave now.” He continued; hand reached for his coat on the couch.
“Where are you going?” Junhyung grabbed his wrist.
“None of your business.” Yoseob replied bluntly, prying Junhyung’s hand off. “There must be somebody out there who would agree to sleep with me.”
“What the hell are you talking about? You’re insane!” Junhyung snapped at the boy’s rude response.
“I AM! I’ve lost my mind because no one wants me! Neither him nor you!” Yoseob furiously shouted. Then he sank to his knees and began to cry again. “Am I that hateful?”
“No, you’re not hateful.” Junhyung kneeled down beside Yoseob and patted his trembling shoulder. “You just need to calm down…”
“Junhyung, please… I beg you. Take me and make me an adult.”
Junhyung gaped as he looked into Yoseob’s eyes. It hurt to see those beautiful eyes filled with pain. This kid had suffered so much that he didn’t know what he was saying anymore, Junhyung thought.
“I can’t…” He said quietly. He couldn’t take advantage of Yoseob despite his own feelings.
“I understand.” Yoseob forced a smile. He removed Junhyung’s hand on his shoulder and turned to grab his coat. “I’ll find someone else who is willing to help me, then.”
“Yoseob, don’t be like that.” Junhyung pleaded, trying to hold Yoseob back but the latter had dodged his touch.
“I’ve made up my mind, Junhyung.” Yoseob said firmly, throwing a cold look at his anxious friend. “Take me or leave me.”
Junhyung pulled away and dropped his gaze down on the ground. He couldn’t tell if there was anger or sadness in Yoseob’s red eyes. He just knew that this kid was not the Yoseob whom he always adored. This Yoseob was fierce and determined.
Junhyung wasn’t able to make any move while Yoseob walked toward the door.
“I’m leaving.” He heard Yoseob’s hoarse voice. It sounded foreign to him. It echoed in his head over and over.
By the time Yoseob grabbed the doorknob and was about to twist it open, a big hand suddenly placed over his. He glanced and saw Junhyung’s darkened face.
“W-What?” he stuttered unconsciously.
“I’ll take you.”
That’s what reached Yoseob’s ears before he found himself pushed against the door and Junhyung crashed their lips together. Yoseob winced, opening his mouth in shock which gave Junhyung a chance to thrust his tongue into the hot cavern and explore it unhesitatingly.
Yoseob pressed his eyes shut, trying to respond Junhyung’s heady kiss. He dropped his coat and wrapped his arms around the taller male’s neck, pulling him closer and deepening their kiss. Junhyung could feel Yoseob’s warm tears on his cheek but he couldn’t care less. He just couldn’t stand the thought that Yoseob would be with some random disgusting pedo out there. It drove him mad. He would never ever let those filthy perverts lay their nasty fingers on his pure Yoseob.
Junhyung bit Yoseob’s lower lip, earning a whimper from him.
‘You, little slut Yang Yoseob, have turned me into a pedo.’
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“Yoseob-ah…” Junhyung hissed, running his fingers in Yoseob’s silky hair while the boy was working his head up and down between his legs.
The way Yoseob took Junhyung into his mouth and sucked eagerly on his hardened length gave Junhyung so much pleasure. However, he couldn’t help but worry because Yoseob was likely to choke himself. Junhyung struggled to slow Yoseob down by controlling his own movement, trying his best not to thrust himself into Yoseob’s hungry mouth, but the latter kept sucking him in deeply and whirled his tongue around Junhyung’s sensitive member.
“S-Stop, Yoseob-ah… I’m gonna…” Junhyung pulled Yoseob’s hair as he reached his climax. He was about to pull away when Yoseob suddenly grazed his teeth against the base, causing Junhyung to yelp and spill his cum unexpectedly. Yoseob gagged on the salty liquid filling his mouth and Junhyung immediately pulled himself out, accidentally spraying cum over the former’s face.
“Gosh! I’m sorry Yoseob-ah!” Junhyung flinched and immediately cupped the boy’s small face to wipe the thick liquid off. “I’ve warned you. You can spit it…”
He trailed off upon meeting Yoseob’s blank look as he swallowed Junhyung’s cum.
“You needn’t do that, silly.” Junhyung sighed, shaking his head before pulling the slim boy over his lap.
“But I wanted to.” Junhyung raised a brow at Yoseob’s crimson red face. A second ago he appeared so cold, yet now he became shy. Junhyung smiles and caressed the kid’s swollen lips with his thumb.
“Why are you smiling?” Yoseob blinked his eyes innocently.
“You’re cute, Yoseobie.” replied the brunette, hugging the boy on his lap.
Yoseob was surprised by Junhyung’s sudden act at first. Then he closed his eyes and snuggled against his friend’s warm body.
“Take me, Junhyung.” Yoseob whispered as emotion swept over him again.
“I-I don’t think that’s a good idea, Yoseob-ah.” Junhyung muttered; hand caressed the younger one’s back.
“But it hurts, Junhyung-ah.” sobbed Yoseob when he moved backward to face Junhyung. “It hurts like hell. I just want to forget about him. Please, make me forget him.”
Junhyung observed the tears streaking Yoseob’s sorrowful face. His heart shrunk at the thought Yoseob was suffering an unbearable pain. How he wished he could dry all the tears Yoseob’s shedding. He never wanted to see him cry. If Yoseob was his, he would never make him cry.
“Don’t cry, Yoseob-ah.” Junhyung pleaded, feeling his own eyes became wet.
“Junhyung…”
Their lips met again for another passionate kiss. Yoseob unbuttoned Junhyung’s shirt and ran his palms over the other’s built chest. He tilted his head when Junhyung made his way down to his neck and collarbone. Yoseob shuddered as Junhyung pressed thumbs against his nipples while nibbling on his neck.
Yoseob flinched, feeling Junhyung’s hardness against his crotch. His jeans had gotten too tight for his growing bulge, and Junhyung noticed that. He rolled them over and stripped Yoseob’s jeans off before pinning his little friend under him.
Yoseob released a soft moan when Junhyung’s slender fingers wrapped around his erection, stroking it slowly.
“Junhyung-ah…” He squirmed, bucking his hips shamelessly.
Parts of Junhyung enjoyed Yoseob’s reaction, yet parts of him were disgusted by the nasty thing he’s doing to a kid like Yoseob. He shouldn’t have done this. He should have kicked Yoseob out of his house when he asked Junhyung to screw him, but he couldn’t. Junhyung couldn’t let Yoseob go. He couldn’t let anybody else touch Yoseob.
Yoseob dug his nails into Junhyung’s scalp as the older guy flicked his tongue over his hard nipples and teased his hole with his fingertip. He bit his lips, trying to hold back a scream once Junhyung’s finger penetrated his puckered hole.
“Does it hurt, Seobie?” Junhyung asked quietly.
Yoseob shook his head with a whimper. Junhyung started to move his finger inside the boy while watching Yoseob’s expression carefully.
“Just relax.” Junhyung whispered, placing a kiss on Yoseob’s bruised lips. “And let me hear your voice.”
The small faced male held his friend’s head and pulled him forward for another scorching kiss. He moaned in the kiss, feeling Junhyung’s second finger enter him and stretch him painfully.
“Junhyung-ah…”
‘Don’t call my name like that!’
“I want you to be inside me, Junhyung-ah.”
Junhyung’s eyes fluttered open. He was staring down at Yoseob’s sweaty and beet red face. How delicate he was lying under Junhyung. He’s just a kid and he’s begging Junhyung to do that horrible thing to him. Junhyung gulped before opening his mouth.
“Please, don’t reject me, Junhyung…” Yoseob breathed out, placing his thumb over the hesitant brunette’s plump lips.
‘Don’t look at me like that!’
Junhyung nodded briefly and kissed Yoseob’s thumb when he withdrew his fingers causing the other to quiver.
Junhyung could hear his own voice repeating inside his head, screaming for him to stop as he positioned himself between Yoseob’s spreading legs. The voice kept getting louder and louder when he thrust into Yoseob’s tight opening. Strangely, all he could hear was Yoseob’s cry and moan while he was overwhelmed by the younger boy.
Everything started shattering, piece by piece. Thrust. The images of Yoseob’s smiling face. Thrust. His cute pouts. Thrust. His laughter. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.
“Yoseob-ah!” shouted Junhyung, slamming into Yoseob uncontrollably.
The smaller boy kept calling his name in an erotic way, urging him to move faster, and that made Yoseob more seductive to him. The faster and deeper he went, the tighter Yoseob became, and before he realized that, he’d emptied himself in Yoseob’s craving body.
And then, everything went black.
‘I’m sorry…’
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Junhyung groaned and rolled to his other side when the sun shone over him. He must have forgotten to draw the curtains yesterday. He snapped open his eyes and jolted up, recalling what had happened. He found himself in his messy bed, naked under the blanket, and alone.
“Yoseob?”
No answer.
Junhyung put on his boxers and walked out of his bedroom. There was no sign of Yoseob in his quiet house. Even the mug of chocolate on the coffee table was gone, which Junhyung found it later on the rack when he checked the kitchen. He couldn’t tell if things had happened last night was real or it was just another wet dream of his.
He returned to his room, fell on his bed and closed his eyes. He swore Yoseob’s sweet scent was still lingering on the pillow he’s burying his face in. Perhaps he dreamt of that little kid too much.
“Junhyung, you’re such a pedo.” He muffled against his pillow before dozing off again.
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It was not a dream; the scratches on Junhyung’s back proved that.
However everything else spoke differently. Yoseob disappeared as if he had never existed in this world, Junhyung’s world.
Junhyung waited at their meeting place every single day, but Yoseob didn’t show up, not even once. It was understandable since he used to be there to wait for his crush, but now that they’re over, so there was no reason for Yoseob to come here anymore.
Junhyung chuckled bitterly, eyeing the can of coke in his hands. Once he decided to start looking for Yoseob, he realized he knew nothing about him. He didn’t notice that Yoseob barely talked about himself before.
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A month passed and Junhyung was still waiting in vain. Perhaps it’s him who was no longer able to distinguish between imagination and reality. Perhaps it’s time to face the truth.
‘Yoseob is not real.’
Junhyung threw his Coke can into the garbage can and stood up.
“It’s time to let go.” He inhaled deeply and breathed out.
By the time he turned to leave, the corner of his eyes saw an old man smiling evilly at a blond kid.
“Are you lost, kid? Want uncle to take you home?” His deep voice gave Junhyung goose bumps. How disgusting, he thought as he approached the old man and stopped him before he could lay his hand on the poor boy.
“Thanks, uncle, but I’m responsible for taking my bro home.” Junhyung faked a smile, forcing his way between the man and the kid.
“Oh, so you’re his brother?” An awkward smile plastered on the bald man’s ugly face. “You shouldn’t have left him alone like that. He could be kidnapped…”
“… by pedos, I know.” Junhyung interrupted him with a snicker. “There are so many perverts these days, right?” He added.
“Y-Yeah.” nodded the man before excusing himself.
No sooner had the old man left than Junhyung’s smiling face vanished. That kind of person always made him want to throw up.
“Junhyung…”
Junhyung’s head jerked up when his name’s called. Without thinking, he turned around to look at the boy behind him. That small pale face, those wide, bright eyes, even that amazed expression, everything was so familiar, so real.
“Yoseob?” Junhyung gaped.
“Long time no see.” A smile spread on Yoseob’s lips as his eyes narrowed, which looked more like a grimace to Junhyung.
“You bleached your hair?” Junhyung abruptly asked, studying Yoseob’s blond hair in daze.
“Y-Yes.” Yoseob nodded and touched his hair nervously. “I thought it’d make me look more mature. Is it weird?”
“Nope, you’re still cute.”
A grin followed Junhyung’s response as soon as he noticed the blush on Yoseob’s cheeks, but in a split second his face fell and he walked away.
Yoseob was startled by Junhyung’s hasty departure, so he followed him.
“Junhyung?”
“We shouldn’t see each other.” The taller male sped up. “I’ve made up my mind. I must let it go.”
‘I must let you go.’
“W-Why?” asked Yoseob, trying to catch Junhyung.
“Because you left without a word. You also disappeared for a month straight, and when I’d decided to move on, you showed up again. You’re playing with me or what?”
Yoseob frowned at Junhyung’s babble. He stopped his step and shouted to him.
“It’s the same as you never looking back when you leave, Junhyung!”
Junhyung looked over his shoulder to find Yoseob almost burst into tears. Moreover, people around them were staring at them suspiciously. Junhyung rolled his eyes, then approached Yoseob, took his hand and pulled him along.
“Aish, don’t cry.” He mumbled.
“I’m not crying!” Yoseob’s lips formed a pout as he protested. “It’s just… I didn’t know how to face you, Junhyung-ah, after we have done that…” He continued in a low voice.
“So you hid away from me?”
“I didn’t hide! I was busy with the drama club’s activities. By the time I finished, it was too late to catch you at our meeting place.”
“You could have come to my house to see me.”
Yoseob went silent once he couldn’t retort anymore. He bowed his head, holding Junhyung’s hand tighter.
“I was confused, Junhyung-ah. I begged you to make me forget about him, and you did, and it worked. I’d stopped thinking of him, but then I started to think of you. I didn’t know what to do…”
Junhyung bit his lips, trying to remain calm, but he still lost his temper as listening to Yoseob’s confession. He pushed the shorter boy into a small alley and straddled him against the wall. Their face was so close that once again Junhyung had to suppress his urge to jump Yoseob here and there.
“Do you have any ideas of what you’re talking about, Yang Yoseob?” Junhyung gritted his teeth.
Yoseob stared up with his dark brown eyes.
“I think I’m in love with you, Junhyung.”
Junhyung clenched his fists, gazing down at Yoseob’s blank-yet-so-adorable face. The boy was waiting for his response. He could see hope in those innocent eyes.
“Shit!” Junhyung spat and covered Yoseob’s eyes with his palm, which got the blond to flinch.
“W-What are you doing, Jun-”
“I can’t stand the way you look at me.”
“I’m sorry…”
Junhyung rolled his eyes upon seeing Yoseob’s pout.
‘Damn, I should have covered his mouth as well.’ He mentally cursed.
“But it’s okay, Junhyung-ah.” Yoseob’s lips curved upwards. “You don’t have to return my feeling.”
At that moment, Junhyung was grateful that he didn’t see Yoseob’s eyes. He couldn’t imagine how things would turn out if he caught the glimpse of pain in this kid’s beautiful eyes one more time. He heart would shatter for sure.
“Don’t!” Junhyung gasped when Yoseob reached his hand in order to remove it from his face.
“It’s okay. You can let go now, Junhyung-ah.”
“But I can’t!” Junhyung retorted before dropping his voice. “No matter how hard I try, it’s impossible to let go.”
Yoseob gaped then closed his mouth. Junhyung guessed the other’s considering what he had said.
“Uh… Can you repeat it, Junhyung? I don’t quite get it.”
“I said.” Yoseob nodded whilst Junhyung spoke again. “Even if this will make me a pedo, I have to admit that I love you, Yang Yoseob.”
Right after finishing his line, Junhyung bent down and captured Yoseob’s lips for a breathtaking kiss.
“Damn, I miss kissing you like crazy.”
Yoseob chuckled at his new lover’s grunt in the middle of their kiss. He threw his arms around Junhyung’s neck and pulled him closer.
“I miss you too.”
~~~~~~~~~
“For you.” Junhyung blinked at the ticket in Yoseob’s hands.
“What’s that?” He raised an eyebrow, taking the ticket.
“The ticket to my school festival. Since I’m taking part in the play, I hope you’ll be there.” Yoseob replied with a grin. “Since you’re my boyfriend.”
“Don’t be so demanding, kid.” snorted Junhyung. “I don’t think I wanna join a junior high - what? Seoul High School?”
“Urgh… I knew you would react like this.” Yoseob scratched his head as Junhyung stared at him in shock. “It’s said that my school’s for the upper class, but I got in thanks to a musical scholarship. My family’s not that r-”
“You’re a high school student?” Junhyung cut him off.
“Yes, and I’m same age with you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?! You made me think that I was a pedo for falling in love with a 12 year old boy for frigging months!” snapped Junhyung, jolting up from his seat.
“I thought you’d known that already.” Yoseob replied matter of factly.
“How could I know when you never mentioned it? Aish! I’m gonna go crazy!” The brunette stomp his feet and turned to leave.
“J-Junhyung!” whined Yoseob behind him.
“Keke, who upset you, little - WAH!”
Junhyung shoved the middle aged man out of his way.
“Stay away from my boy, you disgusting pedo.”
Then, he grasped Yoseob’s hand and dragged him away from the bench and the frozen man.
“Why do you attract so many perverts? I’ve just left for 10 seconds.” Junhyung groaned.
“I don’t know. It’s because of my face, perhaps?”
Junhyung side eyed Yoseob and nodded.
“Right, you’re too cute, and it’s dangerous for you to go out alone.”
“But Junhyung’s always there to save me from those perverts.” stated Yoseob. “Junhyung’s my hero.”
Junhyung’s anger immediately eased due to the blond male’s childishly cute comment. There’s no way Junhyung could get mad at this kid. He let out a sigh and intertwined their fingers, slowing down his walking speed so that they could walk side by side.
Not to mention how happy Yoseob was after his success in calming Junhyung down. He swung their linked arms and beamed brightly.
“So are you coming to the festival?”
“Unless you tell me everything about you.”
“Deal. What do you wanna know?”
“Where did you learn stuff like kissing and love making from? Did you watch porn?”
“Yah, Yong Junhyung! You’re such a pervert!”
“What? I’m just curious.”