[Super Junior] green-eyed monster of mine, PG-13, AU/Humor, KiHae
-- Fratboy AU
-- (01) new experiences for the new year
-- (02) lessons in stalking, part one
-- (03) lessons in stalking, part two
-- (04) a lost battle
-- (05) what you did last night
-- (06) the rumor mill
This is (07).
green-eyed monster of mine
Super Junior, Kibum/Donghae, PG-13, 1170 words
In which Kibum has poor impulse control.
green-eyed monster of mine
by meiface
Kibum pushed Donghae until his back was up against the wall, lips slightly parted as he stared. His breaths were shallow and Kibum would've had to be blind not to see the desire in his eyes, naked and plain.
His blood hummed with satisfaction as he stepped closer, until he knew Donghae could feel his body heat crowding him against that wall - so close, but not close enough to touch. Kibum licked his lips and watched Donghae's eyes lid as they helplessly followed the path of his tongue. Now this, Kibum thought, was what it should be like.
He didn't like being the one out of control, and Donghae had done too good a job at unsettling him these past few weeks. Now, however, Kibum was in charge. And he liked it.
He liked the way Donghae swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. He liked the way Donghae's fingers curled against the wall, restraining themselves from reaching out and clutching Kibum. And he would like the way Donghae's eyes would cloud with lust before falling shut when Kibum finally kissed him, slow and deliberate. He would like the way Donghae would scrabble at him, needy, hips finding his and rocking.
Kibum let out a slow breath and pressed closer, so their chests brushed. Donghae twitched, but otherwise remained still.
Kibum smiled dangerously. Without further ado, he leaned forward and kissed Donghae.
Donghae's hands came up and wrapped around his neck, fisting in his hair, tugging him closer. He kissed back hungrily, as if he'd been starving for this all day. He whimpered and Kibum's cock twitched; he groaned--
***
And woke up sweaty and disoriented, his heart racing, his body tense, and cock too hard to ignore.
Kibum groaned and pulled his pillow over his face.
Not again.
***
"Are you still not talking to me?" Heechul asked him as he walked into the kitchen.
Kibum ignored him and grabbed a vitamin water from the fridge.
Heechul scoffed. "Oh come on. It's been three days! Everyone's forgotten by now. Not that it matters. I told you - Jessica is hot."
Kibum continued ignoring him as he started putting on his shoes.
"Will you keep it down?" Jay shouted grumpily from his room.
"It's not my fault you're out all night with your band!" Heechul shouted back, his irritated tone belying the half-smile on his face. "Some of us have great social lives and still manage to look beautiful in the morning."
Kibum let himself out of then apartment before he could hear Jay's reply and before Heechul could start nagging at him again. He deliberately spent the fifteen-minute walk to campus not thinking about Donghae or his dream, focusing instead on going over the classes he had that day and trying to remember if he had read everything he was supposed to have read.
He walked into his Statistics class and dropped into his customary seat next to Kyuhyun. "Hey," he said, slipping his bag off.
Kyuhyun's first words: "Jessica gave me these tickets to give to you." He handed over two tickets that Kibum regarded blankly.
"Our university's putting on a play of Romeo and Juliet?"
"Some of the drama classes," Kyuhyun told him, "apparently. Jessica's in my Anatomy class and she handed these over this morning. Said you should go because Donghae's in it and take someone." He raised an eyebrow. "A girl, she emphasized. She also included her number and an offer to go with you."
What on earth? Kibum flipped the tickets over and found Jessica Jung and her phone number scrawled across the back of one in pink ink. She'd added a Call me! and a smiley face.
"What the hell," he said. "I don't even know this girl. And I thought she was interested in Donghae." He threw the tickets onto his desk.
"Oh yes, I recall that you were practically oozing jealousy that day." Kyuhyun smiled blithely, as if recalling a particularly fond memory.
Kibum valiantly ignored him, never mind that it was somewhat true. Only somewhat. He looked down at the tickets again. Romeo and Juliet. Could they get any more cliché and predictable? Even his high school hadn't resorted to Romeo and Juliet - they'd gone with the equally overdone but somewhat less cringe-inducing Hamlet.
But...Donghae was going to be in it?
Could frat boys even act?
He could put it down too curiosity, he decided. He'd go and see what kind of actor Donghae was and slip away before Donghae thought the tables had somehow turned and now Kibum was the one interested in stalking him. Just because they'd made out a couple times (drunkenly, Kibum remembered to add) didn't mean that, sober, Kibum was interested in Donghae. Maybe in his body...but he could write that off as being a healthy twenty-year-old male and horny all the freaking time. Nothing more.
"You could take me instead," Kyuhyun offered with a smirk as he watched Kibum fiddle with the tickets, thinking.
"Your wife might not appreciate that," Kibum deadpanned, to Kyuhyun's abrupt and distinct lack of amusement.
"Shut up. Are you going to take Jessica?"
Kibum shrugged. "I'm not sure yet."
"It'd make him jealous, you know."
Of me or her? Kibum didn't ask. He kept his passive expression as he slipped the tickets into his bag and flipped open his notebook; he could put off thinking about the sudden Greek soap opera his life had become for an hour. He did, however, say pointedly under his breath, "Zhou Mi's drama-watching is rubbing off on you, Kyuhyun. My life is not such a bad TV love triangle."
Kyuhyun snorted. "Yet."
***
For some reason Kibum still wasn't quite sure of, he was meeting Donghae for lunch. Again. Just the two of them this time, Donghae had hurried to clarify, all golden smiles and a warm arm around his shoulders. "Meet me by the library café and we'll grab something there or go off-campus, okay?" he'd said and Kibum had agreed, mostly because he'd been distracted by the easy, sexy tousle of Donghae's hair.
He was really beginning to disgust himself.
But when he walked up to the café's front doors, he saw Donghae standing there with Jessica, laughing. His arms were crossed but his head was tilted towards her and Jessica was smiling, sweet, and looking as hot as sorority girls tended to in her short shorts and Tri-Sigma letter jacket.
Something in Kibum snarled.
"Hey Jessica," Kibum found himself saying, walking up to them with little ceremony. He flashed her his best blinding smile ("the fucking toothpaste commercial smile," Heechul had dubbed it with Jay's agreement). "I got your message from Kyuhyun. I'd love to take you to the play."
"Oh, I'm so glad!" she said, a hand reaching to touch his forearm. She smiled back and Kibum caught Donghae's surprised expression in his periphery vision. It melted briefly into hurt, and his heart lurched - partly with satisfaction.
Oh, he was fucked. What had possessed him to say that?
--
Started/Finished: 2009.06.19
-- (01) new experiences for the new year
-- (02) lessons in stalking, part one
-- (03) lessons in stalking, part two
-- (04) a lost battle
-- (05) what you did last night
-- (06) the rumor mill
This is (07).
green-eyed monster of mine
Super Junior, Kibum/Donghae, PG-13, 1170 words
In which Kibum has poor impulse control.
green-eyed monster of mine
by meiface
Kibum pushed Donghae until his back was up against the wall, lips slightly parted as he stared. His breaths were shallow and Kibum would've had to be blind not to see the desire in his eyes, naked and plain.
His blood hummed with satisfaction as he stepped closer, until he knew Donghae could feel his body heat crowding him against that wall - so close, but not close enough to touch. Kibum licked his lips and watched Donghae's eyes lid as they helplessly followed the path of his tongue. Now this, Kibum thought, was what it should be like.
He didn't like being the one out of control, and Donghae had done too good a job at unsettling him these past few weeks. Now, however, Kibum was in charge. And he liked it.
He liked the way Donghae swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. He liked the way Donghae's fingers curled against the wall, restraining themselves from reaching out and clutching Kibum. And he would like the way Donghae's eyes would cloud with lust before falling shut when Kibum finally kissed him, slow and deliberate. He would like the way Donghae would scrabble at him, needy, hips finding his and rocking.
Kibum let out a slow breath and pressed closer, so their chests brushed. Donghae twitched, but otherwise remained still.
Kibum smiled dangerously. Without further ado, he leaned forward and kissed Donghae.
Donghae's hands came up and wrapped around his neck, fisting in his hair, tugging him closer. He kissed back hungrily, as if he'd been starving for this all day. He whimpered and Kibum's cock twitched; he groaned--
***
And woke up sweaty and disoriented, his heart racing, his body tense, and cock too hard to ignore.
Kibum groaned and pulled his pillow over his face.
Not again.
***
"Are you still not talking to me?" Heechul asked him as he walked into the kitchen.
Kibum ignored him and grabbed a vitamin water from the fridge.
Heechul scoffed. "Oh come on. It's been three days! Everyone's forgotten by now. Not that it matters. I told you - Jessica is hot."
Kibum continued ignoring him as he started putting on his shoes.
"Will you keep it down?" Jay shouted grumpily from his room.
"It's not my fault you're out all night with your band!" Heechul shouted back, his irritated tone belying the half-smile on his face. "Some of us have great social lives and still manage to look beautiful in the morning."
Kibum let himself out of then apartment before he could hear Jay's reply and before Heechul could start nagging at him again. He deliberately spent the fifteen-minute walk to campus not thinking about Donghae or his dream, focusing instead on going over the classes he had that day and trying to remember if he had read everything he was supposed to have read.
He walked into his Statistics class and dropped into his customary seat next to Kyuhyun. "Hey," he said, slipping his bag off.
Kyuhyun's first words: "Jessica gave me these tickets to give to you." He handed over two tickets that Kibum regarded blankly.
"Our university's putting on a play of Romeo and Juliet?"
"Some of the drama classes," Kyuhyun told him, "apparently. Jessica's in my Anatomy class and she handed these over this morning. Said you should go because Donghae's in it and take someone." He raised an eyebrow. "A girl, she emphasized. She also included her number and an offer to go with you."
What on earth? Kibum flipped the tickets over and found Jessica Jung and her phone number scrawled across the back of one in pink ink. She'd added a Call me! and a smiley face.
"What the hell," he said. "I don't even know this girl. And I thought she was interested in Donghae." He threw the tickets onto his desk.
"Oh yes, I recall that you were practically oozing jealousy that day." Kyuhyun smiled blithely, as if recalling a particularly fond memory.
Kibum valiantly ignored him, never mind that it was somewhat true. Only somewhat. He looked down at the tickets again. Romeo and Juliet. Could they get any more cliché and predictable? Even his high school hadn't resorted to Romeo and Juliet - they'd gone with the equally overdone but somewhat less cringe-inducing Hamlet.
But...Donghae was going to be in it?
Could frat boys even act?
He could put it down too curiosity, he decided. He'd go and see what kind of actor Donghae was and slip away before Donghae thought the tables had somehow turned and now Kibum was the one interested in stalking him. Just because they'd made out a couple times (drunkenly, Kibum remembered to add) didn't mean that, sober, Kibum was interested in Donghae. Maybe in his body...but he could write that off as being a healthy twenty-year-old male and horny all the freaking time. Nothing more.
"You could take me instead," Kyuhyun offered with a smirk as he watched Kibum fiddle with the tickets, thinking.
"Your wife might not appreciate that," Kibum deadpanned, to Kyuhyun's abrupt and distinct lack of amusement.
"Shut up. Are you going to take Jessica?"
Kibum shrugged. "I'm not sure yet."
"It'd make him jealous, you know."
Of me or her? Kibum didn't ask. He kept his passive expression as he slipped the tickets into his bag and flipped open his notebook; he could put off thinking about the sudden Greek soap opera his life had become for an hour. He did, however, say pointedly under his breath, "Zhou Mi's drama-watching is rubbing off on you, Kyuhyun. My life is not such a bad TV love triangle."
Kyuhyun snorted. "Yet."
***
For some reason Kibum still wasn't quite sure of, he was meeting Donghae for lunch. Again. Just the two of them this time, Donghae had hurried to clarify, all golden smiles and a warm arm around his shoulders. "Meet me by the library café and we'll grab something there or go off-campus, okay?" he'd said and Kibum had agreed, mostly because he'd been distracted by the easy, sexy tousle of Donghae's hair.
He was really beginning to disgust himself.
But when he walked up to the café's front doors, he saw Donghae standing there with Jessica, laughing. His arms were crossed but his head was tilted towards her and Jessica was smiling, sweet, and looking as hot as sorority girls tended to in her short shorts and Tri-Sigma letter jacket.
Something in Kibum snarled.
"Hey Jessica," Kibum found himself saying, walking up to them with little ceremony. He flashed her his best blinding smile ("the fucking toothpaste commercial smile," Heechul had dubbed it with Jay's agreement). "I got your message from Kyuhyun. I'd love to take you to the play."
"Oh, I'm so glad!" she said, a hand reaching to touch his forearm. She smiled back and Kibum caught Donghae's surprised expression in his periphery vision. It melted briefly into hurt, and his heart lurched - partly with satisfaction.
Oh, he was fucked. What had possessed him to say that?
--
Started/Finished: 2009.06.19