Not In Love 5/?
Title: Not In Love Chapter 5
Genre: Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Chansung/Junho
Summary: Chansung watches Junho, morning, noon and night. But he's not in love. He even dreams about the smaller man. But he's not in love. He likes touching Junho. But he's certainly not in love... He gets jealous when anyone touches, talks or looks at Junho... But he's definitely not in love... Is he?
Author's Notes: I'm sorry it took so long!! I think the last chapter out was on the 25th! To make it up to you guys I put good ChanHo in it! I hope you like it and I hope you forgive me for taking so long!!!
Disclaimer: I own Junho I do not own 2PM or ... anything
A pounding headache greeted Junho the next morning. He rose out of bed rubbing his temple. This was Nichkhun's fault. Slowly making his way out of bed, he made a quick attempt to the bathroom.
"Morning Jun-..!" Taecyeon blinked.
"Something wrong?" Junsu came out of the kitchen.
"Junho just ran to the bathroom."
"Maybe he's throwing up." Wooyoung walked passed the two and sat down on the couch.
"Why would he need to throw up..?"
"Maybe he had a bad dream?" Nichkhun came out into the living room, laughing nervously.
Junho drenched his face with water. He looked at himself in the mirror and groaned. His eyes were poofy, his lips swollen and the bags under eyes quite big. His eyes followed down to his neck and he gasped. His fingers instantly went to the purplish, brownish, greenish mark on his neck. Damn Nichkhun, this was his fault too. He got dizzy as he stared the mark.
Junho poked his head out of the bathroom. "I'm having a shower."
Taecyeon knocked on the door."Are you okay?"
"Yeah... Fine just... Tired."
Junho wiped the fog off the mirror, hoping that his face looked better than when he had entered. To his surprise, the bags under his eyes had lessen but the bruise on his neck had brightened. He patted the skin down with a towel to soak up the water as he grabbed a large bandaid.
"Why do we even have these?"
Regardless, Junho was happy they did. He slapped the large sticker on his neck and left the steamy bathroom.
Chansung's brow furrowed. "Hyung... What's on your neck?"
Nichkhun choked on his drink, his eyes going to Junho's neck. Wooyoung patted him on the back none too friendly.
"Oh uh... I got a bite. I'm hoping the bandaid stops me from itching it."
Junsu rubbed his chin. "I thought we finally got rid of all of those bugs."
"I guess not." Taecyeon frowned.
"No we still have a huge perverted one."
Nichkhun shot a glare at Wooyoung and Junho looked at him with wide eyes. The other boys stood around confused.
"Is there something we should know?" Junsu asked, folding his arms over his chest.
Nichkhun stuck out his lip, pretending to think." No, not that I know of."
"I...I have to get ready..." Junho left the awkward room, leaving the tension behind as well.
Junho sighed, sitting in his new attire. He hoped the pills he had taken earlier would get rid of his hangover and let him concentrate on his activities. It didn't relieve him of his headache of all things. The sound of the crowd cheering and the shrill of fangirls only intensified the throbbing in his head.
He stood with Nichkhun, ignoring the other man completely. It was better than trying to act more friendly with the man who violated had his trust, atleast for the moment.
He concentrated on dancing to "Without U" even though he had done it so many times before. He closed his eyes, throwing on a fake smile as he danced.
"Are you okay hyung?"
Junho looked up to see Minho putting a hand on his shoulder and a worried look in the younger man's eyes.
"'You look tired."
"Mmm, I'm fine." Junho raised the corners of his mouth.
"If you ever need a shoulder to sleep on, hyung," Minho patted his shoulder,"I'm here for you."
The younger man smiled. Junho couldn't help but laugh and thank him.
Junho sighed, Siwon had just put the Super Junior team up one but his team had failed. It seemed like it would've been easy for atleast one of them to get the ball into the basket. As each of them jumped onto the mini trampoline one by one, but they all missed. Round 2 was on their side as the opposing team failed when Leeteuk missed the hoop. Nichkhun raised his hand to Junho for a highfive but not wanting to make it awkward, Junho slapped his hand. If Nichkhun was going to pretend nothing happened, so was he. He bent down, leaning on one knee. All the jumping around was making his head scream. He felt like the throbbing in his head was going to explode. He itched his neck, the bandaid's glue tugged at his skin. His team had asked him what the large sticker was for but he kept his lie consistant, a big ugly bugbite. Eunhyuk made a joke about having the same problem but his eyes suddenly shot to Donghae, blushing as he said it.
After losing the Rely Shot to the Super Junior team, Junho approached Minjae.
"Manager-hyung, could I have some pills?"
Minjae raised a brow, placing his arms on Junho's shoulders. "Are you feeling okay?"
Junho nodded. "I have a bit of a headache."
"Okay." Minjae handed his young member two pills. "Let me know if it gets worse."
Junho didn't bother to mention how many he had taken earlier. He knew the manager would've refused him more drugs. He rubbed his eyes, staring at the table before him. Face soccer. Balls to the face and excessive blowing was all Junho needed.
Once again, Junho's team was losing. Super Junior was winning by 5 to 0. Junho was their goalkeeper but he doing worse than his teammates on the 'field'. He blew out all his air, feeling a bit lightheaded. He covered his face after Sungmin scored on him again. He could see the disappointment in Minho's face. He was going to have to try harder than he wanted to. His mood was ruining his team but none of them seemed to blame him. Minho's competitive mood had overtaken the team.
As soon as Junho decided to turn his mood up, Minho blocked Donghae from trying to score. They were at indivivdual head-to-head competitions. He was set against Shindong, the older man being the goalkeeper. As if elder had sensed Junho's foul mood, the Super Junior member began goofing off, wagging his tongue and ducking. Junho chuckled, his eyes smiling as he laughed. He took a deep breath before blowing the ball. To his surprise, the ball had made it into the net. Score for Dream Team!
Minho was back as goalkeeper again as he blocked Sungmin's shot, even though the ball hadn't gone near the net. During the final shot, Siwon blew the ball and it whizzed by Minho's head, blowing his hair as the ball landed in the net. Junho bowed his head, showing the same disappointment Minho had expressed.
His headache had subsided now and Junho had to admit, he was having fun. He was now laughing at Shindong, who was dancing to Rain's 'Love Song' as he landed on the three meter jump at their next game. Long jump.
The mat moved farther and was now at a four meter stretch. Junho cheered on Nichkhun. The older boy smiled, hearing the cheer. The younger man's voice filled him with more energy as he jumped and landed safely on the mat. To celebrate his victory, he danced to 'Nu Abo'.
The mat moved to four meters and 60 centimeters. Junho took deep breaths, praying for a moment before kicking his knees up and jumping high into the air to loosen his body. He could hear Nichkhun's voice cheering for him and he couldn't help but smile. He launched his body forward and ran, jumping on the pillars, flying through the air and landing on the mat. Nichkhun threw his hands in the air, smiling at the younger member.
Nichkhun tried to shake the nervousness out of his fingertips as he was up again. The mat was now four meters and eighty centimeters away. He had a slow start and to add to it, he tripped, stepping off the second pillar and diving into the water. He raisied his head from the water to be greeted with a towel to his face. Wrapping it around his neck, he looked up to see Junho smiling down at him and waving the fan at his face. The younger man messed up Nichkhun's wet hair.
"You did good hyung."
Nichkhun was starting to become clingy again. He was now leaning against Junho, his hand locked with the younger man's as his head laid on Junho's shoulder. The smaller man frowned, letting Nickhun lean against him. He liked it better when they were just started out. He liked it better when it was Chansung leaning against him. He smiled at the thought as Nichkhun's hand slowly fell to his bottom, giving it a light squeeze.
Minho's sudden cheer caught his attention as he pulled away from Nichkhun. Eunhyuk had stripped off his shirt and was running, jumping and landing safely on the mat.
Junho looked around, spotting the hundreds of cameras that filmed them. Sooner or later this episode would be on television. Would Chansung be watching it? He suddenly shivered as he thought of the maknae seeing Nichkhun touch him. He didn't want Chansung to see it.
"Are you cold hyung?"
Junho looked up, blinking a few times.
"You have goosebumps." Minho chuckled, poking the older man's arms.
"Oh, yeah."
"Try not to get wet then! You'll be colder. I have a towel if you need it."
Minho smiled, wrapping his arms around Junho and hugging him. The younger man brought warmth as he pulled him close. He smiled, resting his cheek against Minho's shoulder.
Junho felt a rough slap on his back. "Yah, it's your turn."
The older man turned around to see Nichkhun with a disapproving look on his face. His frown suddenly changed as he wrapped his arm around Minho's neck and pulling the younger man closer. Junho pressed his lips tightly, leaving the two.
His nerves shot up again as he stood at the end of the runway. Taking a jumping start, he ran, flying through the air and hitting the edge of the mat. The bar threatened to throw him off as his bottom sank into the water. He crawled ontop of the mat but he lost. His team bowed their heads, feeling a bit disappointed that Junho was not counted for a win.
Minho was their last hope. The youngest ran with all his might, his long legs hitting the mat as he tumbled onto the soft mattress. He threw his fists into the air, jumping and smiling. He highfived Junho and pulled him in for a hug.
In the end Minho won for Dream Team in the Long Jump.
"Ah hyung! You're all wet!"
Junho whirled around to meet face to face with a towel. The white material suddenly moved rapidly, messing up his hair. The towel lifted a bit to reveal a smiling Minho.
"I told you not to get wet hyung."
"I tried. Really hard." Junho pouted playfully.
Minho laughed, pulling his hyung in for another hug. "It was because of hyung's butt wasn't it?"
The younger man's hands glided down Junho's backside and the older yelped.
"I-it was probably because of that."
"Don't worry hyung, you have a great butt."
Junho blushed. "Thanks."
Off in the distance someone called out Minho's name."Ah, be right there! Hyung..." Minho ruffled Junho's hair again before he rested his hand on the older man's cheeks. "Take care of yourself." He smiled before running off.
Junho bit his lip, bring the corner of the towel to his mouth. Minho's comfort felt a bit like a maknae he knew. With Minho with him, he felt like Chansung had been with him the whole time.
Junho smiled as he turned around, suddenly bumping into Nichkhun.
"It's time to go. We have to get changed."
Junho swallowed hard, the serious look in Nichkhun's eyes worried him.
"Where's Minjae hyung?"
"He's in the change rooms already, let's go."
Junho sighed in relief. Minjae really was in the change room so he was never alone. He quickly changed and they left.
"You guys have a day off tomorrow. I'd use it to sleep." Minjae kicked the two boys out of the van.
Junho wanted to run up the stairs and into the dorm but the activities had left him with little energy. He finally made it to the door, following after Nichkhun. He didn't hear the sound of thumping feet as he was suddenly shoved against the door roughly, long strong arms wrapped around him. The familiar scent entered his nose as it pressed again the shoulder of the tall man.
"Chansung! Give the man time to breathe."
Junho could hear Junsu's voice, a smile was on his face.
"He's like a dog welcoming his master home." Taecyeon passed by, laughing at them.
Junho couldn't see it but Nichkhun looked at them absolutely disgusted. The maknae had barrelled out of no where, almost knocking him over to hug Junho.
"Welcome home hyung."
Junho smiled, wrapping his arms around the maknae's waist. "Thank you Chansung."
"Alright sheesh, lovebirds out of the front. I need to leave!"
Junho gently pushed away from Chansung. "Where are you going hyung?"
"I have to go out and get some things."
"We should have another movie night." Chansung smiled, looking down at Junho.
"Mm, Taecyeon you could use a break." Junsu nodded.
"Gee thanks hyung."
"I'll go with you." Junsu put on his shoes, grabbing Taecyeon and heading out the door.
Chansung smiled down at Junho, keeping him close in his arms. Junho blushed, looking away.
"I missed you hyung. The other hyungs were no fun to play with."
"I heard that Chansung."
Junho popped his head out, Wooyoung was standing behind them and tapping his foot.
"Hello hyung." Junho smiled.
"Welcome back Junho, why don't you guys get out of the entrance. When Junsu and Taecyeon come back you'll get smacked by the door."
Junho bent down to pick up his bags when he realized he was still wearing his shoes. He hadn't even had a chance to take them off.
Chansung scooted closer to Junho, pulling the blanket to their chests as Junsu turned off the light. He jumped onto the couch, half landing on Taecyeon who grunted. Wooyoung settled himself between Junsu and Nichkhun on the couch, the four of them squeezing themselves onto it. They were all laughing as their hips all locked them in. Junsu got up, finally pushing himself into Taecyeon's lap. The younger man smiled, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist and pulling him back.
"I can't see the T.V. with you sitting like that."
A pair of legs suddenly surprised the older two as they threw themselves over Junsu's lap. Wooyoung grinned, his head rested against Nichkhun's thigh.
"Yeah?" Junsu smiled, nodding his head.
He grabbed Wooyoung's feet, scratching the bottoms of them. The smaller man wiggled trying to pull his feet away. His laughter filled the room as tried to kick away. Junsu finally let go and Wooyoung panted, trying to remember how to breathe. He exhaled slowly and Junho pressed his hand on the older man's chest.
"You okay hyung?" Junho smiled.
Wooyoung nodded smiling back.
"Let's put the movie on before Wooyoung passes out." Taecyeon laughed.
Wooyoung threw his arm over Nichkhun's legs, rubbing his cheek against the older man's thigh as he got comfortable again. Junsu leaned back against Taecyeon, and Chansung leaned his head on Junho's shoulder once he sat back down.
Junho inhaled deeply, arousing him from his sleep. He glared at the blue television screen as he opened his eyes. The movie had stopped and once again, everyone had passed out. He yawned, exhaling loudly. Junho chuckled at his hyungs. Junsu's head was thrown back, laying against Taecyeon's shoulder behind him. Taecyeon's forehead was pressed older man's back. Junsu suddenly moved his head, his face rested in the crook of the taller man's neck.
"Hyung, are you awake?"
Junho jumped, watching a tall shadow appear from the kitchen. Chansung kneeled on the floor next to him. A yawn overtook Junho again and he tried to speak through it.
"Junho if you're going to talk, don't do it while you're yawning." Wooyoung suddenly sat up, rubbing his eyes.
"I think we should all go to bed now."
Wooyoung shook Nichkhun, who groaned. "Yaaah.... Wake up hyung."
"I'll just sleep here."
"Yah there's no room for you here."
Wooyoung stood up, pulling on Nichkhun's arm. "Come on hyung, I'm tired."
The older man whined as he was lifted to the couch and dragged to his room. Wooyoung never came back into the room.
Taecyeon walked slowly to his room, stopping to stretch and reaching high. Junsu wrapped his arms around the younger male, startling him. The shorter man pressed his cheek against his back.
"Aiish, we all get weird when we're tired. Junsu, sleep in the top bunk. Sleeping on the floor isn't good for you."
Junsu groaned and nodded, following Taecyeon into his room. The two youngest heard a crash come from the room.
"Aiiiish Junsu! Just sleep with me!"
"Taecyeon-hyung should've known Junsu-hyung would've fell trying to get onto the top bunk."
Chansung turned back to Junho, who was looking at him through tired eyes. His head was pressed against the couch cushion.
"Come on hyung, I'll take you to bed."
Junho nodded, grabbing the maknae as the hoisted himself up off the floor. He slowly made his way to his room, kicking the bed accidently and falling on top of it. Chansung chuckled, pulling the blankets out from under the smaller man and bringing them up to Junho's neck. He smiled about to let go when Junho suddenly grabbed his wrist.
"Stay."
"Hyung..?"
"Stay with me tonight."
"Are you... Sure? You've had a busy couple of days. Don't you want to sleep by yourself?"
Junho shook his head."Manager-hyung said we have tomorrow off. We can sleep in."
"Okay." Chansung climbed over Junho, laying down beside him.
Junho pulled the covers over the maknae, laying face to face with him.
"Hyung..."
"Hm? What is it?" Junho's face went red, he could feel his cheek start to burn.
Even though he couldn't see Chansung, he could feel his hot breath on his lips. He was so close to the maknae.
"I really did miss you."
Junho's cheek burned hotter and his heart started to pound. He swore his heart stopped when he felt Chansung press his hand to his cheek.
"Hyung, your cheeks are burning up. Are you feeling okay?"
Junho opened his mouth to speak but his throat was suddenly dry.
"Hyung..?"
Junho leaned forward, pressing his lips against Chansung. It was quiet when Junho pulled away and it put a knot in the older male's stomach. Junho was about to turn when Chansung slipped his around arm around his waist and pulled him closer. His heart raced again as it threatened to pound out of his chest. Junho watched as a shadow grew over his face, moving down and pressing his lips against his own.
"I love you hyung."
Junho gasped and Chansung kissed him roughly, slipping his tongue inside his mouth. The smaller man moaned, his hands grabbed the maknae. He shivered as Chansung ran his tongue against his own, massaging it. Junho tilted his head, deepening the kiss. Chansung's hand slid up his arm to his cheek, lightly rubbing his soft skin. The maknae shifted his body.
"Ch-Chansung..."
The taller man lifted his head, looking at the smaller man panting under him. There was a sudden thud from the other side of the wall which startled the two. Chansung laid back down beside Junho, wrapping his arms around the smaller man's waist. Junho rolled onto his side, burying his face into the taller man's chest.
"Good night Chansung."
"Good night Junho."
Junho could hear Chansung's fast heartbeat as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.