Title: Got That Boom Boom Bang
Pairing: Jongyu
Genre: Romance, Humor
Rating: PG-13 [Sexual Content, Language]
Word Count: 453
Summary: Taemin knows too much for his own good, but Jonghyun is too busy falling to care.
A/N: For
silentdreamer95 for bidding on my Reolay 4 Japan fic auction! She wanted something fluffy, but I was listening to Ke$ha … Bad move … I hope you still enjoy it, love!
Hips gyrating, sweat dripping.
Hard, oh so hard.
Moans, shouts.
All that erotic euphoria can be embodied into words and sounds, touches and thrusts.
Next thing he knows, Jonghyun is laid flat across the floor. A glorious, graceful, fall from heaven, only to plummet straight to his face. No big deal, there are surgeries to fix jacked up noses. As for his thoughts? He'd burn through a million shrinks.
“He did it again!” a devilish giggle arises from Jonghyun's left.
“You little shit,” Jonghyun growls.
Taemin grins, squats down so he's closer to the older singer's level sprawled on the floor. “Just be lucky I don't tell them you saw Jinki naked. And have been fantasizing about him doing you since then.”
“What! No! How did you even - “ Jonghyun narrows his eyes at the teen. “You little - “
Kibum waltzes in at that moment. “What was that, baby?”
Taemin grins menacingly at Jonghyun. “He tripped again. Then he said he wanted to treat me for dinner and ice cream … He really must have turned into Jinki!”
The fearless leader walks in just at that moment, when Jonghyun is ready to grab the ever plotting dancer. “Whose turned into me?”
“Or is it turned on by you?”
“Excuse me?”
Taemin smiles cheekily as Jonghyun sends him a glare dripping with threats. “Jonghyun tripped again.”
Jinki frowns, looking down to study the younger man. “This really isn't good, Jonghyun. I don't want to worry about you hurting yourself, too.”
“Oh, you don't have to worry … “ Jonghyun can feel his face growing hotter, so he sits up quickly. Maybe he can make a quick escape.
Shaking his head and laughing through his nose, Jinki kneels down to cup his hand on Jonghyun's cheek. “Why wouldn't I? Can't have your pretty face getting hurt.”
Screw his manly image, Jonghyun melts like a sixteen year old girl under Jinki's caress.
“Let me help you up,” Jinki offers, breaking the moment.
“No, that's okay - “
There's fumbling as Jinki grasps Jonghyun's arm, stops him from falling forward after he jumped to his feet too quickly. He laughs, eyes crescent moons.
“You're so cute Jonghyunnie.”
“Not as cute as you is what he's thinking.”
“What was that, Taemin?”
The teen folds his hands together behind his back, begins to whistle. “I'll be waiting for my dinner.”
When Jonghyun isn't completely lost in Jinki's laughter, he'll ponder just how Taemin knows all of this.