Shit happens
Title: Shit happens
Author: babycloud_ai
Pairing: Junhyung / Yoseob
Rating: Pg 13
Author's Notes: This could be read as a standalone/drabble I guess since it’s so short (only 662 words) but it’s really meant to be a side shot for Are you saying you like me too? So perhaps you would like to read that to just get a gist of it ^^
Anyway, it’s unbeta’ed as always so bear with me and this has nothing to do with their life whatsoever.
Shit happens.
It wasn’t uncomfortable. There is no awkwardness clinging to the silence. It was just that; silence nothing more.
But it was too quiet. Even the air is still.
The rest of them had left them to play at Doojoon’s place while they were napping and now they’re alone in the apartment with nothing and no one to distract him from wandering back to remnants of last night, of booze addled actions and things that were better left unsaid.
“Nothing happened.” Yoseob says softly.
Junhyung cast his eyes away from the TV and glances at the brunette whose eyes are still on the screen. He gazes at the man, inclined to agree with whatever Yoseob said to keep things safe and simple. Denial has its places and this should be one of them.
“Shit happens.” He burst the bubble “but you don’t remember so it doesn’t matter.”
“But I know what happened.” Yoseob turns and holds his gaze. “I lost my top and your hand was on my ass, in my pants no less and there’s, there’s all this…”
Mess of dried wad all over. Junhyung adds silently to Yoseob’s trailed words. It was on his boxers too, crusty and musky of stale sex. Yoseob’s cheeks turn pink as though he heard him anyway. “I thought you said nothing happened?”
Yoseob frowns a little and nods, focusing his eyes back onto the screen. “No one knows right?”
He only gave an indiscernible hum because he was sure Hyunseung and Kikwang had a vague idea but Yoseob doesn’t need to know that. As long as the pair doesn’t get smart with their mouth, they could get through this with their dignity still intact. Yoseob’s at least. His own has flown out the window the moment he pulled Yoseob onto the couch with him simply because he couldn’t say no to the vocalist and being inebriated (even though he wasn’t that far gone) doesn’t justify his acts.
“What was it like?” He chuckles, figures that Yoseob would be curious about the weirdest things, asking him that ridiculous question with that ridiculous expression on his face. “Okay just forget that I asked.”
“It was… different” And amazing because Yoseob was nothing like a girl. He certainly didn’t think he could kiss him like he did or intoxicates him more than he already was. Not from someone like Yoseob, adorable and mischievous and somewhat innocent Yoseob. His eyes fell onto that soft mouth that was nothing but short of harsh against his. It was really different and maybe a little addictive.
“Different?” Yoseob tilts his head and he began to wonder if Yoseob’s doing it purposely. In fact he wonders if everything that Yang Yoseob did was deliberate. Junhyung shifts closer.
“Want to try it while we’re sober?” He wasn’t even joking.
Yoseob blinks suddenly alert, skimming his features, his eyes, his nose, lingering on the slight smirk on his lips. He’s nervous as he inches closer still and invades his breathing space. Just one last taste.
“Let’s not go there.” But Yoseob didn’t move and he takes that as a sign.
“This doesn’t change the fact that I’m not gay.”
He looks at Yoseob on the other end of the couch, his dark hair mussed and breath calming. “I’m not either.”
“Shit happens.” Yoseob says again and he just nods inclined to agree with whatever Yoseob says.
“Shit happens.”
“It’s the one and only time right?”
Junhyung gave a non committal hum and watches Yoseob heads to the bathroom. He shuts his eyes with Yoseob’s mouth and hands fresh on in his skin. Last time. Who are they kidding? He could see sneaky handjobs, blowjobs, a quickie or two, backstage, toilets, everywhere, anywhere, all over the place. He could see it in the not so distant future where shit always happen and Yoseob is just a freaking tease. They’re already high on each other maybe had always been in like, in lust… Whatever; shit happens.
Author: babycloud_ai
Pairing: Junhyung / Yoseob
Rating: Pg 13
Author's Notes: This could be read as a standalone/drabble I guess since it’s so short (only 662 words) but it’s really meant to be a side shot for Are you saying you like me too? So perhaps you would like to read that to just get a gist of it ^^
Anyway, it’s unbeta’ed as always so bear with me and this has nothing to do with their life whatsoever.
Shit happens.
It wasn’t uncomfortable. There is no awkwardness clinging to the silence. It was just that; silence nothing more.
But it was too quiet. Even the air is still.
The rest of them had left them to play at Doojoon’s place while they were napping and now they’re alone in the apartment with nothing and no one to distract him from wandering back to remnants of last night, of booze addled actions and things that were better left unsaid.
“Nothing happened.” Yoseob says softly.
Junhyung cast his eyes away from the TV and glances at the brunette whose eyes are still on the screen. He gazes at the man, inclined to agree with whatever Yoseob said to keep things safe and simple. Denial has its places and this should be one of them.
“Shit happens.” He burst the bubble “but you don’t remember so it doesn’t matter.”
“But I know what happened.” Yoseob turns and holds his gaze. “I lost my top and your hand was on my ass, in my pants no less and there’s, there’s all this…”
Mess of dried wad all over. Junhyung adds silently to Yoseob’s trailed words. It was on his boxers too, crusty and musky of stale sex. Yoseob’s cheeks turn pink as though he heard him anyway. “I thought you said nothing happened?”
Yoseob frowns a little and nods, focusing his eyes back onto the screen. “No one knows right?”
He only gave an indiscernible hum because he was sure Hyunseung and Kikwang had a vague idea but Yoseob doesn’t need to know that. As long as the pair doesn’t get smart with their mouth, they could get through this with their dignity still intact. Yoseob’s at least. His own has flown out the window the moment he pulled Yoseob onto the couch with him simply because he couldn’t say no to the vocalist and being inebriated (even though he wasn’t that far gone) doesn’t justify his acts.
“What was it like?” He chuckles, figures that Yoseob would be curious about the weirdest things, asking him that ridiculous question with that ridiculous expression on his face. “Okay just forget that I asked.”
“It was… different” And amazing because Yoseob was nothing like a girl. He certainly didn’t think he could kiss him like he did or intoxicates him more than he already was. Not from someone like Yoseob, adorable and mischievous and somewhat innocent Yoseob. His eyes fell onto that soft mouth that was nothing but short of harsh against his. It was really different and maybe a little addictive.
“Different?” Yoseob tilts his head and he began to wonder if Yoseob’s doing it purposely. In fact he wonders if everything that Yang Yoseob did was deliberate. Junhyung shifts closer.
“Want to try it while we’re sober?” He wasn’t even joking.
Yoseob blinks suddenly alert, skimming his features, his eyes, his nose, lingering on the slight smirk on his lips. He’s nervous as he inches closer still and invades his breathing space. Just one last taste.
“Let’s not go there.” But Yoseob didn’t move and he takes that as a sign.
“This doesn’t change the fact that I’m not gay.”
He looks at Yoseob on the other end of the couch, his dark hair mussed and breath calming. “I’m not either.”
“Shit happens.” Yoseob says again and he just nods inclined to agree with whatever Yoseob says.
“Shit happens.”
“It’s the one and only time right?”
Junhyung gave a non committal hum and watches Yoseob heads to the bathroom. He shuts his eyes with Yoseob’s mouth and hands fresh on in his skin. Last time. Who are they kidding? He could see sneaky handjobs, blowjobs, a quickie or two, backstage, toilets, everywhere, anywhere, all over the place. He could see it in the not so distant future where shit always happen and Yoseob is just a freaking tease. They’re already high on each other maybe had always been in like, in lust… Whatever; shit happens.