Oneshot // Flirt // Yesung x Kibum
Title: Flirt
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yesung x Kibum
Length: 877 words
Authors Note: Prequel to Don't Worry. Archive found here :) Dedicated to
nongttaengi ♥
Kibum groaned as he felt the morning sunlight hit his skin and pulled the covers higher up over his bare shoulders. What time was it and why was someone opening his curtain to let the ever dreaded natural light into his room? He decided to just shrug it off as he got comfortable again under his covers, but that didn’t last long as he felt someone, probably the same someone who’d opened the curtain, lay on top of him and pull the covers down to his chin. Yesung. Of course it was Yesung. “Kibummie~” He heard the older man’s deep voice whisper quietly in his ear before lips pressed gently to it. Kibum groaned again, attempting to hide from his lover, but it was no use. “Kibummie, wake up~” He heard again, this time with a small poke to the nose.
Kibum shook his head in defiance. He didn’t want to wake up. It was too early, he was sure. “Hyung…” He spoke quietly, his voice still scratchy and sleepy. “What time is it?” He swore if this boy told him it was seven in the morning he would-
“It’s almost ten.” Kibum sat up on the bed faster than he thought was possible especially with the weight of his lover on top of him. He opened his eyes carefully to avoid hurting them too badly with the blinding sun, and saw Yesung sitting in front of him on his legs, his smile wide enough to house a small army.
“What’s so funny?” Kibum asked groggily as he attempted to make his hair look semi decent, but the attempt was foiled as Yesung just reached out and just ruffled it again, shaking his head.
“Nothing.” The smile was still there though, the smile that told Kibum something was definitely up and he wanted to know what it was. Before he could ask again, though, he felt Yesung’s lips against his own and who was he to deny his boyfriend’s soft lips a kiss? He kissed him back, the familiar taste of coffee pervading his senses as he did so and he smiled. He always hated the taste of coffee, but there was something about the coffee taste that came from kissing Yesung in the morning that he absolutely loved. Soft fingers traveled up Kibum’s bare chest, teasing his dark nipples as they did so and Kibum arched his back into the touch that he loved so much.
“Yesung?” Kibum heard the older boy’s name called from outside their door and, much to Kibum’s disdain, Yesung broke their kiss to answer back. “Your coffee is ready!” Eeteuk called through the door in response. But Yesung had already had his coffee, Kibum thought. He could taste it. But Yesung just climbed off the bed and smiled and Kibum thought he knew why.
“Damn flirt is going to get more coffee…” Kibum mumbled to himself, slightly annoyed that his boyfriend had left him alone after turning him on like this. He slowly climbed out of bed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants over his naked hips as he yawned and thought how weird it was that he still be this tired this late in the morning.
He exited the room not long after, making sure there were none of Yesung’s “love marks”, as he called them, left on his chest from the night before, before going out shirtless. In the kitchen he found Yesung sipping on another cup of coffee at the table across from Eeteuk who was nibbling on a bagel. He sat down next to his lover, rubbing his eyes slightly to get the tired out of them, and laid his head down on the surface.
“You’re up early, Kibum.” Eeteuk said, looking at his watch and Kibum looked up at the two of them, that same smile still on Yesung’s lips as he gently rubbed the younger boy’s back.
“What are you talking about? It’s already-” He cut himself short as he glanced up at the kitchen clock that read 7:30 then glared at the man beside him. “I hate you right now.” Yesung just continued to smile then leaned down to kiss Kibum lightly on the cheek, his hand sneaking softly across his thigh.
“You know you love me.”
“Okay let me rephrase that. You hate me, don’t you?”
“If I hated you, would I do this?” His mouth was against Kibum’s in a matter of seconds as his hand slid smoothly down the front of the olive green pants.
“You might…” Kibum whispered, but their next kiss was interrupted by Eeteuk clearing his throat in their direction.
“Guys…?” Yesung almost immediately pulled away altogether, leaving Kibum harder and more turned on than he had been before.
“Sorry, Hyung.” Kibum sighed and stood up, placing his hand on Yesung’s shoulder as he did and whispering a soft “you’re such a damn flirt sometimes…” before starting to head for the bathroom to take care of you little problem by himself. “Oh, Kibummie! Hankyung-hyung needs something so Eeteuk-hyung is taking us to the mall today! We’ll probably leave once you’re out, okay?”
Kibum sighed again as he made an ‘okay’ sign with his hand toward the other two. He could tell this could really only end in disaster.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Yesung x Kibum
Length: 877 words
Authors Note: Prequel to Don't Worry. Archive found here :) Dedicated to
nongttaengi ♥
Kibum groaned as he felt the morning sunlight hit his skin and pulled the covers higher up over his bare shoulders. What time was it and why was someone opening his curtain to let the ever dreaded natural light into his room? He decided to just shrug it off as he got comfortable again under his covers, but that didn’t last long as he felt someone, probably the same someone who’d opened the curtain, lay on top of him and pull the covers down to his chin. Yesung. Of course it was Yesung. “Kibummie~” He heard the older man’s deep voice whisper quietly in his ear before lips pressed gently to it. Kibum groaned again, attempting to hide from his lover, but it was no use. “Kibummie, wake up~” He heard again, this time with a small poke to the nose.
Kibum shook his head in defiance. He didn’t want to wake up. It was too early, he was sure. “Hyung…” He spoke quietly, his voice still scratchy and sleepy. “What time is it?” He swore if this boy told him it was seven in the morning he would-
“It’s almost ten.” Kibum sat up on the bed faster than he thought was possible especially with the weight of his lover on top of him. He opened his eyes carefully to avoid hurting them too badly with the blinding sun, and saw Yesung sitting in front of him on his legs, his smile wide enough to house a small army.
“What’s so funny?” Kibum asked groggily as he attempted to make his hair look semi decent, but the attempt was foiled as Yesung just reached out and just ruffled it again, shaking his head.
“Nothing.” The smile was still there though, the smile that told Kibum something was definitely up and he wanted to know what it was. Before he could ask again, though, he felt Yesung’s lips against his own and who was he to deny his boyfriend’s soft lips a kiss? He kissed him back, the familiar taste of coffee pervading his senses as he did so and he smiled. He always hated the taste of coffee, but there was something about the coffee taste that came from kissing Yesung in the morning that he absolutely loved. Soft fingers traveled up Kibum’s bare chest, teasing his dark nipples as they did so and Kibum arched his back into the touch that he loved so much.
“Yesung?” Kibum heard the older boy’s name called from outside their door and, much to Kibum’s disdain, Yesung broke their kiss to answer back. “Your coffee is ready!” Eeteuk called through the door in response. But Yesung had already had his coffee, Kibum thought. He could taste it. But Yesung just climbed off the bed and smiled and Kibum thought he knew why.
“Damn flirt is going to get more coffee…” Kibum mumbled to himself, slightly annoyed that his boyfriend had left him alone after turning him on like this. He slowly climbed out of bed, pulling on a pair of sweatpants over his naked hips as he yawned and thought how weird it was that he still be this tired this late in the morning.
He exited the room not long after, making sure there were none of Yesung’s “love marks”, as he called them, left on his chest from the night before, before going out shirtless. In the kitchen he found Yesung sipping on another cup of coffee at the table across from Eeteuk who was nibbling on a bagel. He sat down next to his lover, rubbing his eyes slightly to get the tired out of them, and laid his head down on the surface.
“You’re up early, Kibum.” Eeteuk said, looking at his watch and Kibum looked up at the two of them, that same smile still on Yesung’s lips as he gently rubbed the younger boy’s back.
“What are you talking about? It’s already-” He cut himself short as he glanced up at the kitchen clock that read 7:30 then glared at the man beside him. “I hate you right now.” Yesung just continued to smile then leaned down to kiss Kibum lightly on the cheek, his hand sneaking softly across his thigh.
“You know you love me.”
“Okay let me rephrase that. You hate me, don’t you?”
“If I hated you, would I do this?” His mouth was against Kibum’s in a matter of seconds as his hand slid smoothly down the front of the olive green pants.
“You might…” Kibum whispered, but their next kiss was interrupted by Eeteuk clearing his throat in their direction.
“Guys…?” Yesung almost immediately pulled away altogether, leaving Kibum harder and more turned on than he had been before.
“Sorry, Hyung.” Kibum sighed and stood up, placing his hand on Yesung’s shoulder as he did and whispering a soft “you’re such a damn flirt sometimes…” before starting to head for the bathroom to take care of you little problem by himself. “Oh, Kibummie! Hankyung-hyung needs something so Eeteuk-hyung is taking us to the mall today! We’ll probably leave once you’re out, okay?”
Kibum sighed again as he made an ‘okay’ sign with his hand toward the other two. He could tell this could really only end in disaster.