[exo]Bruises
kaisoo; romance/fluff; PG-13; 669w
wow guys I actually have smth PG.
because of this.
Jongin sat on Kyungsoo’s bed, staring at the older man’s deep dark eyes. He winced at every dab of alcohol on his wounds.
It was after school again when Kyungsoo was walking home and Jongin had decided to go with Sehun to the basketball court when some assholes decided to pick on Kyungsoo.
“Hey, Faggot!” they shouted and approached Kyungsoo.
“Where are you going, homo?” They shoved Kyungsoo.
“Are you going to smoke some cigarettes and suck them the way you like sucking dick, huh?” They pushed him up on a wall, Kyungsoo kept his head down, just looking at the ground.
“You fucking moron,” someone slapped his forehead, making him hit the rock behind his head hard.
“Heard you liked it in the ass, faggot,” they almost spat on his face.
“You should work at the gay bar, bet them men like your huge ass eyes---“ Jongin pulled one's hair as he closed in on Kyungsoo.
Everything happened so fast, even for Jongin. He let Sehun leave first, lying about having a quiz the next day. He approached the other students and everything passed in a blur-- there were at least eight of them against Jongin. They never touched Kyungsoo when Jongin was there to save him, but they ganged up on Jongin. They kicked him down on the ground, his stomach kicked, his face fisted down on the concrete and everything went numb for a few minutes before they were being pried away from Jongin. When he lay on the ground with no one to help him, he knew that Kyungsoo was helping him. He knew that as Jongin got his own ass kicked, Kyungsoo ran as fast as his legs could let him to the school to get someone of authority to help and it always worked that way.
But it always ended up with Jongin sitting on Kyungsoo’s bed, staring deep into the older man’s worried eyes, his full pink lips pouted out in concentration.
“You should stop just going up to them and asking for a fight. Just leave them with me because they don’t ever lay a hand on me,” Kyungsoo bit his full lower lip as he placed a small band aid on a small cut on Jongin’s cheek. Jongin couldn’t help but admire the older man’s features, soft, gentle, loving, everything that Jongin ever wanted from someone to show him. With a drunk as a father and a mother who abandoned him, Kyungsoo was exactly who he needed. This had to be the sixth, if not seventh time he’s saved Kyungsoo and left the older man confused after he healed Jongin because Jongin would just leave, even after Kyungsoo asked why the hell he kept saving him when if in school he never talked to him.
Today he decided to be honest.
“I like you,” Jongin confessed and Kyungsoo froze, his hands hovering over a forming bruise, “I like you….Kyungsoo…I like you a lot,” Jongin looked at Kyungsoo, waiting for the older man to look back at him and say the same.
“Jongin…” was all he got before Kyungsoo asked him to leave.
Three weeks later, Jongin still haven’t gotten a real response except for his name, lathered with the silkiest, most beautiful coat of velvety tones.
“Kyungsoo-yah….” Jongin said when Kyungsoo’s front door opened.
“Kim Jongin….what are you doing here…” Kyungsoo always had this softness in his voice, so inviting, so alluring, so…
Those lips.
Jongin stepped forward, closing their gap. He pressed his lips to Kyungsoo’s, his arms wrapped around a slim torso. Jongin stayed still and like this, he waited for a response.
Seconds ticked by, his heart beat louder and louder, his ears heated up and finally, after feeling like he just might be a bit stupid for doing that, Kyungsoo pressed his lips back to Jongin’s and he couldn’t help but smile and run his tongue on the older man’s lower lip. Kyungsoo smiled into the kiss.
And really, Kyungsoo was exactly what Jongin needed.
A/N: inspired/obviously/ by that picture up there because SO BEAUTIFUL and she has her own caption thing. I obviously fell in love with it and had to squeeze this out in....like, ten-fifteen minutes so I don't keep Lan up too late for beta. I used formal speech because Jongin and Kyungsoo are "chingu". Jongin doesn't call Kyungsoo hyung because they're considered friends, in the concept of hyung and dongaseng, I think...........or maybe they're just "chingu" cuz they're in the same class, which makes Jongin a Sunbae to Sehun(school-wise) and Kyungsoo just friends with Jongin and not a sunbae. huh. but yeah anyways i based it on the school system thing...SOB WAS THAT SO CONFUSING, I'M SORRY. bye.
wow guys I actually have smth PG.
because of this.
Jongin sat on Kyungsoo’s bed, staring at the older man’s deep dark eyes. He winced at every dab of alcohol on his wounds.
It was after school again when Kyungsoo was walking home and Jongin had decided to go with Sehun to the basketball court when some assholes decided to pick on Kyungsoo.
“Hey, Faggot!” they shouted and approached Kyungsoo.
“Where are you going, homo?” They shoved Kyungsoo.
“Are you going to smoke some cigarettes and suck them the way you like sucking dick, huh?” They pushed him up on a wall, Kyungsoo kept his head down, just looking at the ground.
“You fucking moron,” someone slapped his forehead, making him hit the rock behind his head hard.
“Heard you liked it in the ass, faggot,” they almost spat on his face.
“You should work at the gay bar, bet them men like your huge ass eyes---“ Jongin pulled one's hair as he closed in on Kyungsoo.
Everything happened so fast, even for Jongin. He let Sehun leave first, lying about having a quiz the next day. He approached the other students and everything passed in a blur-- there were at least eight of them against Jongin. They never touched Kyungsoo when Jongin was there to save him, but they ganged up on Jongin. They kicked him down on the ground, his stomach kicked, his face fisted down on the concrete and everything went numb for a few minutes before they were being pried away from Jongin. When he lay on the ground with no one to help him, he knew that Kyungsoo was helping him. He knew that as Jongin got his own ass kicked, Kyungsoo ran as fast as his legs could let him to the school to get someone of authority to help and it always worked that way.
But it always ended up with Jongin sitting on Kyungsoo’s bed, staring deep into the older man’s worried eyes, his full pink lips pouted out in concentration.
“You should stop just going up to them and asking for a fight. Just leave them with me because they don’t ever lay a hand on me,” Kyungsoo bit his full lower lip as he placed a small band aid on a small cut on Jongin’s cheek. Jongin couldn’t help but admire the older man’s features, soft, gentle, loving, everything that Jongin ever wanted from someone to show him. With a drunk as a father and a mother who abandoned him, Kyungsoo was exactly who he needed. This had to be the sixth, if not seventh time he’s saved Kyungsoo and left the older man confused after he healed Jongin because Jongin would just leave, even after Kyungsoo asked why the hell he kept saving him when if in school he never talked to him.
Today he decided to be honest.
“I like you,” Jongin confessed and Kyungsoo froze, his hands hovering over a forming bruise, “I like you….Kyungsoo…I like you a lot,” Jongin looked at Kyungsoo, waiting for the older man to look back at him and say the same.
“Jongin…” was all he got before Kyungsoo asked him to leave.
Three weeks later, Jongin still haven’t gotten a real response except for his name, lathered with the silkiest, most beautiful coat of velvety tones.
“Kyungsoo-yah….” Jongin said when Kyungsoo’s front door opened.
“Kim Jongin….what are you doing here…” Kyungsoo always had this softness in his voice, so inviting, so alluring, so…
Those lips.
Jongin stepped forward, closing their gap. He pressed his lips to Kyungsoo’s, his arms wrapped around a slim torso. Jongin stayed still and like this, he waited for a response.
Seconds ticked by, his heart beat louder and louder, his ears heated up and finally, after feeling like he just might be a bit stupid for doing that, Kyungsoo pressed his lips back to Jongin’s and he couldn’t help but smile and run his tongue on the older man’s lower lip. Kyungsoo smiled into the kiss.
And really, Kyungsoo was exactly what Jongin needed.
A/N: inspired/obviously/ by that picture up there because SO BEAUTIFUL and she has her own caption thing. I obviously fell in love with it and had to squeeze this out in....like, ten-fifteen minutes so I don't keep Lan up too late for beta. I used formal speech because Jongin and Kyungsoo are "chingu". Jongin doesn't call Kyungsoo hyung because they're considered friends, in the concept of hyung and dongaseng, I think...........or maybe they're just "chingu" cuz they're in the same class, which makes Jongin a Sunbae to Sehun(school-wise) and Kyungsoo just friends with Jongin and not a sunbae. huh. but yeah anyways i based it on the school system thing...SOB WAS THAT SO CONFUSING, I'M SORRY. bye.