Pairing: Yunjae/Jaeho
Rating: Intended NC17, but only got up to PG13/R
Summary: Junsu forces Jaejoong to learn to swim. How can Jaejoong focus with a bunch of overly excited kids in his class and a hot 'Coach Yunho' distracting him in tight speedos. Well, he gets extra lessons, for free.
A/n: This was a request by
nhocsieuquay long time ago but I just can't finish it so I decided to post what I already have so i can delete it from Word. :P And yes, sigh. I wrote yunjae. wtf!? the world's ending for sure. Enjoy.
“No way! You have to learn, Jae. It’s just too embarrassing,” Junsu opens the passenger door of his car trying to pry Jaejoong off his seat. “C’mon, hyung!” They ignore the odd stares from mothers taking their overly excited children inside.
“I don’t want, it’s not like I’m gonna die if I don’t-”
“Well, you will if you don’t learn! Now, out!” Junsu screams and pulls him out of the car. “Okay, go and have fun, okay?” Junsu smiles, “I’ll be back at 4. Bye.” Junsu hops into the car and leaves Jaejoong pouting in the parking lot.
“Aigoo,” Jaejoong says as he hangs a towel over his shoulder and a pair of swim shorts. He looks around at all the little kids staring straight back at him. He smirks.
After short moments of fixing his hair, he struts into the sunlight. The mediocre pool shimmers with an evil smile, waiting to claim Jaejoong as his own. But today, Jaejoong must face the evil ripples, and attack.
He joins his classmates in a neat line bordering the pool. It was cute how Junsu thought he could get away with this. He looks to the 6 year old on the left, then the 7 year old on his right. He scoffs and the kids look back.
“Hello, kiddies!” The swim coach introduces. He bounces leisurely on the smaller diving board, slightly above them. Jaejoong’s eyes are immediately glued to his crotch.
Red. Small. Speedos!?
Jaejoong is almost scared for the guy. Jumping around like that, he was sure something was going to either pop open, or slip off.
“Have you been well today?” The instructor bounces, “Ready to swim!?” he hypes the class and another bounce on the board. “I’m Yunho!” He screams and dives perfectly into the blue water and all the children scream like it was the most fantastic thing they’ve seen in their short lives.
He comes up for air, flipping his brown hair back and wiping his face of the excess water, “Everyone, grab a small board and hop in!” He gestures to the boards and invites them in the water.
Jaejoong watches the kids run for the board and slowly each kid relying on the little boogie board for floatation. “You, too,” he gets a warning from teacher. His eyes shoot open and slides himself and the board into the water.
All the kids introduce themselves one by one and much questions were pursued after Jaejoong. Yunho calmed the class down and they finally started on their first lesson. Soon enough, the lessons concluded an hour earlier than he thought. The kids rushed out, leaving Jaejoong behind, to wipe up and change.
“Hey, sexy.” Yunho swims over, “Seriously, what are you here for.” Yunho imposes. He stands cross armed as the water falls right below his belly button.
“Shut up,” Jaejoong mutters, “I’m here to swim.” Jaejoong says flatly.
Yunho bursts into laughter. “Just say you’re here for me, I understand,” Yunho flashes his pearly whites and flings an arm around Jaejoong’s shoulder. “You know, I can offer extra lessons so the kids don’t laugh again. Hmm?” Yunho raises an eyebrow.
“Lesson one: breathing,” Yunho lifts Jaejoong’s chin and puckers his lips against his. A mixture of chlorine and sweat invade his mouth.
“Good,” Yunho smiles, “See you tomorrow.”
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“Jae hyung! I need to drop you off earlier today, I’ve got a date!” Junsu exclaims pushing Jaejoong into the car. He tells Jaejoong about some amazing girl and drops him off at the pool. “Have fun!”
Yunho’s cleaning the pool, already stripped to his red speedos, preparing for class, “Oh! Your early!” he shouts, flashing a smile. “So, about those extra lessons…” Yunho grabs Jaejoong’s arm and pulls him in close, “What’d you say?”
“I..Uhh,” Jaejoong stutters. “Why do you wear those things!” Jaejoong points to his outfit.
“Gives me speed,” Yunho replies, pressing his lips against Jaejoong’s tight pursed lips. “You know, the more you do that, the more I’ll continue, right?” Yunho breathes, running his tongue against the slit between Jaejoong’s lips, prying them apart.
Jaejoong gives in, and Yunho lavishes his mouth, hungrily. “Lesson two: trust,” Yunho mumbles. In one quick, swift motion, Jaejoong is suddenly reclined on a lawn chair. It’s been so long since Jaejoong’s had any physical contact.