Four Chapter Two
Title: Four
Chapter: 2/?
Pairing: Yoosu, Jaesu, Minsu, Hosu
Rating: PG-13, R
Genre: romance, humor
Summary: Kim Junsu’s life is totally fucked up. He has a job, but he doesn’t like it. He has a boyfriend, but he doesn’t love him back. He has a life, but he doesn’t enjoy it. Until a big disaster approaches his life. And it changes everything. And everyone…
Warning: I am not good at joking ._.
Chapter Two
“Junsu! You’re back!”
When he just arrives to his tiny apartment and opens the door, Park Yoochun suddenly hugs him so tight that makes Junsu chokes.
“Why did you take a long time to get home? I missed you,” Yoochun nuzzles his right cheek onto Junsu’s neck.
“Em… Yeah, I got an extra task… but I finished it. Yoo… Yoochun, can you… stop hugging me? I can’t breath…,” Junsu says, barely breathing.
“Oh! Okay, sorry babe,” Yoochun releases Junsu from his hug and smiles sweetly.
Oh God.
His Yoochun is so perfect.
He has the most beautiful dark messy curly shot hair in the world. His voice is a deep baritone, so sexy and he can sing too! And his cute little eyes, dimples on his plump cheeks, broad shoulder, large warm hands, and oh god, his lips! His lips are the sexiest lips in the world!
Junsu is imagining himself as butter that sliding on the hot toast while he sees Yoochun’s smile.
Junsu met Yoochun about two years ago in the café near his office. The night on October 22 (Junsu still remembers it) after Junsu finished his work and was ready to go home.
At that time, Yoochun looked like an actor, unbelievable handsome. Yoochun looked like a rich guy too, with his Elvis sunglasses, white plain Armani shirt, brown creamy khaki pants, and a pair of oxford shoes. All of what he’s wearing looked so expensive. Many people attached their eyes on him, gazing him with oh-god-I-have-to-get-laid-with-this-hot-guy gazes, including Junsu. He looked really hot and Junsu really wanted to scream in joy when suddenly Yoochun approached his table and asked Junsu to sit in front of him. They had a chat and twenty minutes later, they made out at the alley. Thirty minutes later, they fucked on Junsu’s couch. One hour later, Yoochun moved in with him.
Lately, Junsu knew that Yoochun is unemployed. He has no job, no home, no relations. Yoochun only have Junsu: the man that he barely knew for about one hour ago. That time, Junsu couldn’t refuse the pleaded eyes from Yoochun, so he finally allowed Yoochun to move in to his apartment. Until now…
“You look tired,” Yoochun pouted while he’s checking on Junsu’s misty eyes. Oh God, he’s pouting!
“Hm… yeah, I’m tired, Chun,” Junsu mumbles. He really tired because of Changmin’s ‘magic’ task. He really went to all nursing houses in the country to find the 50-70 years old men and women. He really felt that he couldn’t do it but finally he could collect 700 questioners, made a simple presentation, and sent it to Changmin at 11:00 PM sharp. Oh God, he feels so tired… he can’t feel his legs again…
“Okay, just lay down on the sofa, I will cook a delicious dish for you,” Yoochun gives a peck on his lips and goes to the kitchen.
Oh well, Yoochun IS a really good boyfriend, isn’t it? He waits for him until this late and cooks a dinner for him too!
Everything feels so right when Junsu remembers the finest gift from God to him: his boyfriend. Yeah, when he thinks about Yoochun, suddenly things don’t seem quite so completely shit. Junsu remembers everytime they walk together, side by side, with hands are linked each other, Junsu will walk confidently with head slightly raised, non-verbally screaming, “Look what I’ve got, guys!”
Junsu smiles and walks sloppily to the sofa. Sometimes, he gets stumbled with furniture. Well, he does have a very tiny apartment but it full of things that make his tiny apartment becomes tinier than it should be. And when Yoochun entering his life and move in to his apartment, this place looks like a nasty hut. Junsu can’t blame anyone. He himself doesn’t have much time to clean his own apartment. And of course he can’t blame Yoochun either. He’s maybe unemployed, but maybe he has been busy by something so he can’t help him cleaning the apartment.
Yeah, Yoochun is busy watching television.
He’s… busy… watching gossip…
But it doesn’t matter! Of course watching entertainment news is including as a busy activity! Yoochun is not lazy, he just busy for collecting informations about who is going to divorce with who, who is going to cheat with who and many more, Junsu doesn't want to know. Oh, Junsu, you’re such a deluded moron!
Okay, he mustn’t think again. He has to sleep.
Junsu closes his eyes. Yes, sleep…sleep… sleep…
Or maybe not
“Yoochun, get off your hands from my pants.”
“But, Junsu, I’m horny and I need you,” Yoochun’s hand is touching Junsu’s tight and slightly massaging it. “Baby, I really need you. I can’t hold myself when I see your cute sleeping face.”
Yoochun doesn’t ask him. Yoochun gives an order to him.
“You can stroke yourself in the bathroom,” Junsu mumbles, too tired to yells.
“I don’t want to stroke off by myself in the bathroom alone like a totally loser,” Junsu hints Yoochun’s protesting voice, “I want to cum with you in this sofa. It’s hot’ isn’t it?”
“No.”
“Oh, come on. You are no fun,” Yoochun’s hand finds Junsu’s crotch and strokes it.”Come on, my baby Junsu.”
Dammit, can Yoochun look his condition right now?! He’s totally tired and need an eight hour normal sleep! If he grants Yoochun’s wish, he will sleep at 5:00 AM and he has to wake up again at 7:00 AM to go to work!
But… but Yoochun’s touch at his crotch is a bit…. relaxing… and… turning him on. Oh shit.
“Yoochun, I…” I really need sleep! It’s urgent!
“What, babe? You want me to stroke your cock too? Or massaging your perky butt? Or you want me to lick your pink sweet
nipples?”
NO!!! “I’m…,” Junsu shuts his eyes, and without he realizes, Yoochun’s hand is unbuttoning Junsu’s shirt and then licks his right nipple. Junsu moans loud and he’s shivering because it’s so good.
“You like it?” Yoochun smiles.
“Yes… yes… do-do it again.”
“Are you sure~?” Yoochun asks again with his playfully voice.
“Yes!!” Junsu groans. Damn, he’s already hard.
“Pleasure,” Yoochun opens more buttons and licks Junsu’s other nipple and lightly sucks it. This time, Junsu moans really loud.
Okay.
Junsu feels that this is his decision. It’s not Yoochun fault for teasing him and making him horny too. Yoochun does not use him. Yoochun loves him.
It’s his decision. His responsibility.
They strip so fast and minutes later, both of them are naked. No matter how often they’ve sex, Junsu still can’t stop admiring Yoochun’s body. He's maybe skinny but his collar bone is so amazing.
“Yoochun.”
“What?”
“Can we… can we skip foreplay?” Because I want to go to sleep as soon as possible.
“Do you really want to skip it?” Yoochun kisses Junsu’s lips.
“Yeah! I have to work tomorro-“ Junsu yelps when suddenly Yoochun licks his earlobe. It makes Junsu shivering again.
“Are you really really sure to skip the foreplay, my Junsu?” Yoochun licks his earlobe again. Oh God, it’s his weak spot.
“I-dammit! Okay! I want foreplay!” for the zillionth times, Junsu surrenders.
Yoochun slowly caresses his bare tights and smirks.
“I know you want it.”
Anyway, where’s the dish?
Yoochun kisses his lips and his warm hand begins to stroke his cock.
Oh God, Forget it…