first time
Title: first time
Pairing: jongin/baekhyun
Genre: romance
Rating: pg
Summary: jongin wants it to be now and baekhyun--baekhyun's just not sure.
Disclaimer: I just own the story, none of the boys.
a/n: yeah continuing the take a ride!verse should i just make it a series god. here ill post the links to the baekai ones. they can all be read as stand alones ofc /o/ but if youre bored you can read them all ajdhs also this was supposed to be porn but it turned out into this bunch of fluff ugh.
take a ride - they're all part of the list
first time;
A first time shouldn’t always feel this nerve wrecking; at least Baekhyun’s sure that it shouldn’t. Especially since this isn’t really his first time technically speaking, except it’s his first time with Jongin and that’s enough to make him end up in a nervous mind that has him fidgeting through all of his classes.
It doesn’t help that when he told Jongin that it wasn’t his first time he kind of looked dejected and didn’t even ask who was his first then, and that was worrying. Jongin always asked, no matter what, he liked prying into Baekhyun’s life from after they lost touch to when they didn’t know each other’s.
But he just stayed silent and acknowledged the news with a nod and that was when he asked Baekhyun if they could go further and that meant nothing good at all. If he asked that because he was upset about Baekhyun having been sexually involved with someone else before him, which Baekhyun hoped wouldn’t be the reason at all, because he didn’t want their first time to be over some upset feelings, that’d ruin it wouldn’t it?
Once he starts thinking about it, he can’t stop and he goes through his last class completely oblivious to what’s said during the lesson, all he wants to do is go home and curl on his bed, stop thinking about this and about how it’s been a week since then and Jongin hasn’t sent a single text or called him except for yesterday when he texted just to ask if tonight was still standing.
He replied yes of course, but right now his whole body’s screaming at him that no, he doesn’t want it to be that way. It must be written all over his face when he grabs his stuff and bumps into Jongdae on the way down to meet the rest of their group because all he does is take a look at Baekhyun, frown and lean in, “What’s wrong?” and ask that like he’s sure something’s wrong.
Baekhyun shrugs and thinks about lying his way out of this, he doesn’t want to talk about it, now he’s upset and if this shows when Jongin comes to get him to take him wherever he’s taking him, where could this guy even be thinking of taking him? But then he decides better of it, maybe Jongdae could help, “Jongin wants our first time to be tonight.” He blurts out before he can stop himself then he grabs Jongdae’s arm and pulls him in a quiet spot.
“And you don’t want to?” Jongdae asks back and Baekhyun quickly shakes his head, no, “Of course no, that’s not, it’s not that I don’t want to.” He fidgets, shifting from a foot to another looking down and flushing lightly before looking up, “He decided that after I told him I had some experience in it.” He thinks about going further in his doubts and worries but it seems Jongdae catches on and he nods, eyes brightening.
“And you think he’s jealous and that’s why he wants it to be so soon.” Baekhyun nods, not even surprised because Jongdae isn’t the smartest one among them for no reasons, “Then tell him so.” He says and then Baekhyun thinks, nevermind, he might be dumb in some aspects after all.
“I can’t do that.” He exclaims, looking at Jongdae with wide eyes, he’s never thought this would ever be a problem. Actually his first was just a spur of a moment, kind of an experiment to make sure if he was actually really pinning for the same sex or not and it turned out not that great but not that bad either.
It was better than when he actually went and slept with a girl for the first time though. Sex isn’t something he always figured he’d have to think too much about with Jongin, after all, people do say that when you love someone it just comes easily and it’s even better, maybe he’s just worrying for nothing?
“Nevermind.” He says after a long silence and when he feels Jongdae’s going to say something after frowning for awhile, he walks out of the hall, he’ll handle this, it’ll be fine, though his heartbeats hastening as he makes his way outside tells him otherwise, but he ignores it, he’s got no reasons to be nervous really.
Hours passed and he’s still nervous, so nervous he might as well try to make himself throw up because it won’t be pretty if Jongin’s taking him somewhere and he ends up throwing at that place. But he has to say he’s pretty curious about what he’s planned, he’s never been on dates before Jongin.
On actual dates where you do nothing but talk about normal things and still it’s like time stops only for Jongin to invade his universe, slide in his little bubble and make it theirs instead of just his, appropriate Baekhyun’s little world and make it even tinier, revolving only around Jongin’s voice and laughter and Jongin’s mouth on his skin or on his mouth, Jongin’s fingers against his skin, probing touching, just brushing past.
Baekhyun comes down with the realization that he’s being absurd, totally ridiculous for having been worrying about this, this is Jongin, not some stranger he picked out in a bar when he was underage and clearly too intoxicated to think properly. He calms down first of, brushes his worries away though he’s still nervous, but he finds out it’s a different kind and it’s totally at a good timing because then he hears his mother call for him telling him Jongin’s there and he nearly stumbles face first on the carpet on his room while hurrying down.
He gets done in one piece, which is kind of a miracle, but he doesn’t have the time to ponder on it because Jongin quickly takes hold of his hand and gives him the time to say a quick goodbye to his mother, she’s also kind of pushing him out of the house too, it’s probably time for him to move out of this house where he’s not needed, Baekhyun thinks following Jongin outside and making him stop before he can drag him further.
“Hey, wait.” He says and Jongin stops, turns to face him, eyebrows arched, “Yeah?” Baekhyun frowns, that’s all he’s got to say? He rolls his eyes and stops himself from scoffing, “Can I at least know where we’re going?”
Jongin shakes his head and grins tugging on his hand till they’re so close he can feel his smile against the bridge of his nose before his mouth curls up in a kiss right there and Baekhyun closes his eyes, chest tightening and fingers tightening in a fist around Jongin’s hand.
“It’s a surprise.”
Jongin knows how to do that, use this way to shut Baekhyun up and just make him follow behind blindly without asking further questions, fingers laced through Jongin’s without the need for gloves because it gets in the way but with their held hands tucked inside of Jongin’s pocket, warmer than in any gloves.
They pass by the bus stop and they don’t take it, Baekhyun barely notices it only because the bus passes by when they walk by the stop and he looks up at Jongin’s profile with a questioning expression, tilting his head and he might have been staring for awhile because Jongin pulls on his hand and looks at him, “What?” he asks and Baekhyun shrugs, pinking and lowering his head.
Sometimes he really gets scared of this, how easy it’s become when he was worried for the whole week and he just sees Jongin, touches him, feels him close and it’s like there’s nothing to worry about anymore. It makes him squeeze his hand and bite on his bottom lip when he gets a squeeze right back, so he might a bit more fucked than he thought he was.
It takes them another ten minutes of walking, Baekhyun starts complaining after awhile and Jongin just laughs and tells him be patient hyung, seriously like he’s not freezing too, but Baekhyun can tell from how close they’ve gotten during their walk that they’re both trying to share warmth.
“Are we there yet?” Baekhyun whines, it comes out in a mumble behind the scarf he’s pushed up to his nose and Jongin finally nods and points forward, “Right there.” Baekhyun follows his finger and sees nothing but what looks like a store from afar, but the closer they get the better he looks at it and he realizes it’s a studio, at least that’s what he reads when he looks up as they stop in front of the building.
“A studio?” Baekhyun asks, frowning, watching Jongin let go of his hand and forcing him to hide it in his own pocket to not let it freeze, he stops himself from thinking about missing the contact and focus on Jongin humming softly and opening the studio then pushing the door for him to step inside first.
Baekhyun’s ready to step inside when he hears Jongin let out a soft, “Ladies first.” And he stops just to have the satisfaction of hitting his shin before waking inside, ignoring the wincing whine he can hear behind him, “That hurts ugh, I need this leg to dance.”
“Don’t say dumb things if you want to keep it safe then.” Baekhyun retorts walking inside of the studio and searching for a light switch, but Jongin beats him to it, though the lights that spreads through the room is a lot less brighter than what he thought it would be.
It looks like those ones he’s seen more than often in spa commercials, “You’re not going to propose a massage session right?” He asks with a mocking grin, looking for Jongin in the dim light, he finds him walking towards him and Baekhyun takes a step back towards the mirror in the center of the wall facing the door.
He notices then that the curtains are closed, “If I asked, would you even give me one?” Jongin asks back instead of answering and Baekhyun shrugs without thinking seriously about it, he turns to face the mirror, “I haven’t learned how to, chances are I’d make it worse so I’d say yes.”
“You’re an awful boyfriend.” Jongin sighs through his words but Baekhyun feels his smile in his voice and he tugs on his bottom lip, tilting his head with Jongin’s presence against his back and chin nuzzling to settle against his shoulder then sliding closer to his neck and he feels the smile there, with a soft chuckle.
“I could be worse.” Jongin’s laugh tickles his neck and he scoffs a bit, tilting farther away to rest the back of his head against Jongin’s shoulder, “I’d lose it.” It’s soft and barely audible, but the silence in the room makes it clear enough that Baekhyun catches it.
They’re caught in whispering instead of talking now, he doesn’t understand why their voices drop, but it just does and it fits, he’s learned to not questions those things that just seem to belong there just because he’s doing them at Jongin’s pace and Jongin always swallows him whole in his rhythm and makes him play it out comfortably, so comfortable Baekhyun feels himself relaxing with Jongin’s arm wrapping itself around him.
“Seriously though,” Baekhyun starts, interrupting his sentence to sigh contently when Jongin’s tongue flickers across a vein on his neck and he swallows going on, “what are we doing here?”
“Actually.” Jongin stops kissing the place where he’d let his tongue wander earlier, “I was planning on giving you a show.” He says it casually, moving his lips under Baekhyun’s chin against his jawline and nipping.
Baekhyun tries to think of what Jongin’s saying, what he’s just said but it’s getting foggy, kind of hard to concentrate on nothing but Jongin’s warmth and the fingers he feels slide under the front of his shirt and circling patterns against his right hip, gentle and soothing, “And?” He lets out in a breath, feeling himself smile when Jongin squeezes his hip and proceeds to turn him around instead.
“I’ve decided we should put a show together.” Jongin answers, leaning in till he’s got Baekhyun’s face at the same level but Baekhyun quickly ducks down, not quite sure of where this rush of shyness comes from, but it’s there fluttering in his stomach and tightening his chest and he just holds onto one of Jongin’s arm and his other hand clutches the hem of his shirt.
It’s so painful, how is it that it’s become so hard to breath when he knows how it works? Inhale, exhale and he does it, except all he breathes in is Jongin and then he doesn’t want to breath out because he likes inhaling Jongin’s scent and keeping it there. Jongin leans in lower and lower until Baekhyun has to close his eyes to not see him when he’s almost crouching to take a look at his face.
It’s embarrassing to say the least, because his whole face flushes with heat that he can feel crawling from his neck up to his head, still his mouth parts around Jongin’s and his head follows to look up with Jongin’s hand holding the back of his neck to tilt it backwards, get better access, whatever it is for Baekhyun gives in and leans forward, closer, so impossibly closer till he has to pull back after just mere seconds of softly kissing with nothing but their lips moving and locking.
He’s breathless though, red and warm and breathless, he lets out a soft panting that gets caught in his throat and turns into a little laugh and he shakes his head, refusing to open his eyes even with Jongin’s thumb brushing his cheekbone in this soft gesture he’s learned to lean in and that incites him to press his cheek against Jongin’s open palm.
Baekhyun wants to say something, but he doesn’t know where to begin and how to word it out, he’s not even sure if he wants it out that badly but Jongin kisses him again and chooses for him, which isn’t that bad really except when Jongin’s tongue searches for his own and his mouth gets more demanding he literally gives up even holding back the noises he feels leaving his throat.
It’s not that they’ve never kissed until they couldn’t feel their lips anymore, actually they did and laughed and sat with a bowl of ice cream later, Baekhyun holding it while Jongin made him feed it to him, his head on Baekhyun’s shoulder with a movie that had no interest for them playing.
But Jongin’s taking his time right now, it feels familiar and unknown, it feels kind of thrilling, like a first kiss that’s extremely overwhelming Baekhyun realizes when he lets out a soft whine and pulls back to breath yet again, he moves both of his hands up to close them around Jongin’s neck and pull him down to take his mouth back after just letting it go a second ago though.
The only time they stop after that is when Jongin pulls back with Baekhyun following after his mouth but ending up biting on his bottom lip in slight disappointment replaced by a quick small smile when he feels Jongin’s own against the corner of his mouth, “Give me this dance?”
Baekhyun’s eyebrows furrows and he opens his eyes then because he wants to see what expression Jongin has now. He’s surprised to see that he looks kind of nervous, he does look nervous too god, Baekhyun’s smile widens and it turns into a bit of a laugh before he shakes his head, “There’s no music you idiot.” He explains when he sees Jongin’s face fall.
“But you promised you’d give me one.” It kind of clicks then, with Jongin’s mouth curved in a slight pout, with his forehead against Baekhyun’s, he understands what this is and he feels kind of dumb for not realizing it.
But he remembers how dejected he’d felt when Jongin told him that he couldn’t come to the prom night because he just wasn’t allowed to invite people outside of their school and Baekhyun knew that rule but he just got so upset he sulked for an entire week after that. But it was also because Jongin ended up dancing with another girl and it made the whole thing worse.
“I did.” He replies, beaming and biting on his bottom lip so hard he winces and lets go when it starts stinging, “But I’m not dancing without music, that’s dumb.” He scrunches his nose looking up at Jongin, shrugs and lets his fingers glide in Jongin’s hair, tightening his hold to get a firm grip when Jongin tries to bite his cheek.
“It’s not dumb, it’s fun.” Jongin tries to get hold of his cheek again and Baekhyun rolls his eyes because they definitely do not have the same definition of fun in their minds but before he can say that, Jongin’s teeth are around the flesh of his cheek, light but firm and he’s already moving pulling Baekhyun in his steps.
“So you’re telling me I’ve been dragged out, walked for hours to end up in an empty studio dancing to no music like some fool?” Baekhyun asks, while waiting for Jongin’s reply, that he doesn’t really mind if it ever comes or not, he rests his forehead against his shoulder and follows the steps he’s lead to do.
“Hm,” Jongin sounds like he’s musing over what to say then he just laughs and it brushes pasts Jongin’s air, blowing a few strands away, soft as a morning breeze, “Pretty much.” Baekhyun frowns, bumping his forehead twice against Jongin’s shoulder till he laughs even louder before holding his head still, “Stop, it doesn’t even hurt.”
“You want it to hurt?” Baekhyun asks, looking up with his chin where his forehead was pressed before, “No, don’t, I’ll be honest.”
“Because you were lying?”
“Of course.” Jongin nods like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, they don’t stop moving to no music at all, but it’s to this rhythm with which Baekhyun follows so easily as if they are dancing to an actual real sound. He’s not so surprised, not anymore, he might as well call it the Jongin effect because this is what it is.
Then it stops, Jongin stops and Baekhyun pulls back a bit to shot him a questioning look, “I’m serious, this wasn’t the plan.” Jongin says then frowns and he looks a bit hesitant, like he’s not sure how to say it or if he should say it then he looks don and sighs, “I’m sorry.”
Baekhyun’s more than lost now, he tilts his head, “For what?”
“For acting like I did.” Jongin mumbles then looks back up and Baekhyun notices the heat on his face because he’s never seen it so bright before, so he’S grateful for the light not being too dim and just enough for him to notice those little things if he looks closely, “Like a kid.”
Baekhyun opens his mouth to ask where this is coming from, but he just waits because Jongin’s not done yet, he’s parting his lips and closing them again as if torn then he lets it out in a rushed tone, “I kind of got upset and said then let’s do it, you know last time, I shouldn’t have, if we have to end up having sex,” he stops and Baekhyun waits for the rest of it, “Making love,” he corrects sheepishly, “I’d prefer it’s not because I got upset over such a little thing as finding out it would be new for me but not for you.”
Baekhyun has a lot of thoughts then, but the first one that comes out into words is a not so subtle, “So you were upset over it.” It’s mumbled and quiet but Jongin catches it and sighs, Baekhyun can feel its annoyed tone when he grumbles something he doesn’t understand but it doesn’t matter.
“I mean, I understand it’s just I wasn’t sure if I was worrying over nothing.” Then he realizes he’s just admitted he was worried about Jongin being upset over it and he quickly shakes his head, “Not that it’s bad!” He adds quickly and stops Jongin from stepping away, he’s trying really hard to not let a stupid smile appear on his face but it’s so hard he lets out a soft chuckle while trying to keep his expressions in check, “It’s,” he shrugs a shoulder, “Kinda cute.”
“Hyung, you’re not making it any better.” Jongin whines nibbling on his bottom lip endlessly, “So? I always get teased, I think I deserve the right to tease you nonstop when I have at least a tiny chance to do so.”
Jongin makes a sound in the back of his throat that’s between a whine and a moan and he shakes his head, “No, you don’t.”
“I’ll do it anyways,” Baekhyun retorts sticking his tongue out in a defiant way but then he clears his throat, “So, seriously, it’s not for tonight then?” his face goes a color he’s used to feeling heating against his cheeks by now, if not then he’d just have to hide it all the time and Jongin said once that he shouldn’t or he’d do worse and embarrass him and he’s been trying ever since to not let it surprise him when he accidentally or surprisingly turns red.
“It doesn’t have to be for tonight.” Jongin says and woah, Baekhyun hates him for not even turning a little bit pink even with the topic they’re discussing like it’s so normal to talk about when they’d be ready to actually step it up, thinking about it is enough to send his mind into a storm of heat that he has to cool off by thinking of some physics problems or the way his teacher licks his finger before turning a page, it’s gross enough to make him stop blushing embarrassingly.
Still, it’s back right when he starts talking again, because “I want to.” He says that and this time he really has to look away, maybe not down but he can’t keep eyes contact with Jongin and god, how more pathetic can he get?
“Here?” Jongin sounds surprised so Baekhyun snaps his head back to him and shakes it vigorously, “Of course no!” He sputters, immediately feeling cheated when Jongin laughs at his face and ugh, he just got tricked.
“I hate you, Jongin, really.” Baekhyun sighs and hits on Jongin’s chest with a clenched fist, “You’re horrible.”
Jongin’s fingers wrap around both of his wrists pulling them up and he presses them against his cheeks, grinning down at him with a gentle gaze that has Baekhyun caught blinking mind going blank and hearts picking up another marathon in his chest tightening till it gets hard to breathe so he stops trying and holds his breath in.
Jongin smiles softly with his mouth against one of Baekhyun’s fists that flinches when he kisses his knuckles, “I want to too.” he says and Baekhyun manages a small smile, that he bites away.
He’s sore, that’s the first realization that hits him when he blinks and finds himself awake, the light is too bright is what comes after and he closes his eyes again moistening his bottom lip before rolling on his side, it’s Saturday and he can sleep as much as he wants is the third thought he has with his eyes on Jongin’s sleeping face.
Then he remembers that he’s not sore for the reasons he was supposed to be sore. He’s aching in his legs and arms and neck but that’s due to the wrestling they had before collapsing on the bed. Actually yesterday was supposed to be their first time, right, the thing is when they came to Jongin’s new apartment the only thing they ended up doing was grab a drink and take glass after glass.
Ugh, he was nervous that was why, he didn’t know why Jongin wouldn’t say no and just keep giving him more and more and also drinking some more, but god, it felt awful now. He also understands why he’s having this type of headache he just wants to bang away.
So they ended up not doing anything but running around the living room and Baekhyun vaguely remembers how he even ended up on the bed. Maybe Jongin wasn’t too drunk, he has to remember to never get so wasted ever again. Plus he feels awful because god, are they ever going to get to the point if he always reacts this way?
“Stop staring.” Baekhyun startles and stretches a leg under the cover; throwing it over Jongin’s waist, he sighs with a moue, “Stop pretending.”
“God just how much did we end up drinking yesterday?” Jongin groans and slides close with Baekhyun’s leg tugging him closer, “Two bottles.” He frowns, Jongin mirrors his expression then there’s just that, them remembering and it starts with a soft chuckle from Jongin that turns into a burst which Baekhyun really can’t resist following and they’re laughing, leaning closer and trying to fit their smiling mouths for a kiss but it’s hard with their teeth meeting instead.
Then Baekhyun scrunches his nose, “Your breath stinks.” He says and Jongin shrugs, “Yours does too.”
“Does not.” Baekhyun protests, making a face and pressing his forehead against Jongin’s, letting out a content sigh, “It does.” Jongin smiles and kisses him properly then, morning breath forgotten.
Jongin pulls back just to say, “Hey, today’s our nine months.” Baekhyun arches an eyebrow that says oh really? and instead of replying he leans in for another kiss, rolling on top of Jongin.
(They postpone it because it can wait, of course it can wait, they’ve got all the time in the world to figure it out. Though of course, it’d be best if they didn’t end up actually waiting for too long, but it’ll come, won’t it?)
Pairing: jongin/baekhyun
Genre: romance
Rating: pg
Summary: jongin wants it to be now and baekhyun--baekhyun's just not sure.
Disclaimer: I just own the story, none of the boys.
a/n: yeah continuing the take a ride!verse should i just make it a series god. here ill post the links to the baekai ones. they can all be read as stand alones ofc /o/ but if youre bored you can read them all ajdhs also this was supposed to be porn but it turned out into this bunch of fluff ugh.
take a ride - they're all part of the list
first time;
A first time shouldn’t always feel this nerve wrecking; at least Baekhyun’s sure that it shouldn’t. Especially since this isn’t really his first time technically speaking, except it’s his first time with Jongin and that’s enough to make him end up in a nervous mind that has him fidgeting through all of his classes.
It doesn’t help that when he told Jongin that it wasn’t his first time he kind of looked dejected and didn’t even ask who was his first then, and that was worrying. Jongin always asked, no matter what, he liked prying into Baekhyun’s life from after they lost touch to when they didn’t know each other’s.
But he just stayed silent and acknowledged the news with a nod and that was when he asked Baekhyun if they could go further and that meant nothing good at all. If he asked that because he was upset about Baekhyun having been sexually involved with someone else before him, which Baekhyun hoped wouldn’t be the reason at all, because he didn’t want their first time to be over some upset feelings, that’d ruin it wouldn’t it?
Once he starts thinking about it, he can’t stop and he goes through his last class completely oblivious to what’s said during the lesson, all he wants to do is go home and curl on his bed, stop thinking about this and about how it’s been a week since then and Jongin hasn’t sent a single text or called him except for yesterday when he texted just to ask if tonight was still standing.
He replied yes of course, but right now his whole body’s screaming at him that no, he doesn’t want it to be that way. It must be written all over his face when he grabs his stuff and bumps into Jongdae on the way down to meet the rest of their group because all he does is take a look at Baekhyun, frown and lean in, “What’s wrong?” and ask that like he’s sure something’s wrong.
Baekhyun shrugs and thinks about lying his way out of this, he doesn’t want to talk about it, now he’s upset and if this shows when Jongin comes to get him to take him wherever he’s taking him, where could this guy even be thinking of taking him? But then he decides better of it, maybe Jongdae could help, “Jongin wants our first time to be tonight.” He blurts out before he can stop himself then he grabs Jongdae’s arm and pulls him in a quiet spot.
“And you don’t want to?” Jongdae asks back and Baekhyun quickly shakes his head, no, “Of course no, that’s not, it’s not that I don’t want to.” He fidgets, shifting from a foot to another looking down and flushing lightly before looking up, “He decided that after I told him I had some experience in it.” He thinks about going further in his doubts and worries but it seems Jongdae catches on and he nods, eyes brightening.
“And you think he’s jealous and that’s why he wants it to be so soon.” Baekhyun nods, not even surprised because Jongdae isn’t the smartest one among them for no reasons, “Then tell him so.” He says and then Baekhyun thinks, nevermind, he might be dumb in some aspects after all.
“I can’t do that.” He exclaims, looking at Jongdae with wide eyes, he’s never thought this would ever be a problem. Actually his first was just a spur of a moment, kind of an experiment to make sure if he was actually really pinning for the same sex or not and it turned out not that great but not that bad either.
It was better than when he actually went and slept with a girl for the first time though. Sex isn’t something he always figured he’d have to think too much about with Jongin, after all, people do say that when you love someone it just comes easily and it’s even better, maybe he’s just worrying for nothing?
“Nevermind.” He says after a long silence and when he feels Jongdae’s going to say something after frowning for awhile, he walks out of the hall, he’ll handle this, it’ll be fine, though his heartbeats hastening as he makes his way outside tells him otherwise, but he ignores it, he’s got no reasons to be nervous really.
Hours passed and he’s still nervous, so nervous he might as well try to make himself throw up because it won’t be pretty if Jongin’s taking him somewhere and he ends up throwing at that place. But he has to say he’s pretty curious about what he’s planned, he’s never been on dates before Jongin.
On actual dates where you do nothing but talk about normal things and still it’s like time stops only for Jongin to invade his universe, slide in his little bubble and make it theirs instead of just his, appropriate Baekhyun’s little world and make it even tinier, revolving only around Jongin’s voice and laughter and Jongin’s mouth on his skin or on his mouth, Jongin’s fingers against his skin, probing touching, just brushing past.
Baekhyun comes down with the realization that he’s being absurd, totally ridiculous for having been worrying about this, this is Jongin, not some stranger he picked out in a bar when he was underage and clearly too intoxicated to think properly. He calms down first of, brushes his worries away though he’s still nervous, but he finds out it’s a different kind and it’s totally at a good timing because then he hears his mother call for him telling him Jongin’s there and he nearly stumbles face first on the carpet on his room while hurrying down.
He gets done in one piece, which is kind of a miracle, but he doesn’t have the time to ponder on it because Jongin quickly takes hold of his hand and gives him the time to say a quick goodbye to his mother, she’s also kind of pushing him out of the house too, it’s probably time for him to move out of this house where he’s not needed, Baekhyun thinks following Jongin outside and making him stop before he can drag him further.
“Hey, wait.” He says and Jongin stops, turns to face him, eyebrows arched, “Yeah?” Baekhyun frowns, that’s all he’s got to say? He rolls his eyes and stops himself from scoffing, “Can I at least know where we’re going?”
Jongin shakes his head and grins tugging on his hand till they’re so close he can feel his smile against the bridge of his nose before his mouth curls up in a kiss right there and Baekhyun closes his eyes, chest tightening and fingers tightening in a fist around Jongin’s hand.
“It’s a surprise.”
Jongin knows how to do that, use this way to shut Baekhyun up and just make him follow behind blindly without asking further questions, fingers laced through Jongin’s without the need for gloves because it gets in the way but with their held hands tucked inside of Jongin’s pocket, warmer than in any gloves.
They pass by the bus stop and they don’t take it, Baekhyun barely notices it only because the bus passes by when they walk by the stop and he looks up at Jongin’s profile with a questioning expression, tilting his head and he might have been staring for awhile because Jongin pulls on his hand and looks at him, “What?” he asks and Baekhyun shrugs, pinking and lowering his head.
Sometimes he really gets scared of this, how easy it’s become when he was worried for the whole week and he just sees Jongin, touches him, feels him close and it’s like there’s nothing to worry about anymore. It makes him squeeze his hand and bite on his bottom lip when he gets a squeeze right back, so he might a bit more fucked than he thought he was.
It takes them another ten minutes of walking, Baekhyun starts complaining after awhile and Jongin just laughs and tells him be patient hyung, seriously like he’s not freezing too, but Baekhyun can tell from how close they’ve gotten during their walk that they’re both trying to share warmth.
“Are we there yet?” Baekhyun whines, it comes out in a mumble behind the scarf he’s pushed up to his nose and Jongin finally nods and points forward, “Right there.” Baekhyun follows his finger and sees nothing but what looks like a store from afar, but the closer they get the better he looks at it and he realizes it’s a studio, at least that’s what he reads when he looks up as they stop in front of the building.
“A studio?” Baekhyun asks, frowning, watching Jongin let go of his hand and forcing him to hide it in his own pocket to not let it freeze, he stops himself from thinking about missing the contact and focus on Jongin humming softly and opening the studio then pushing the door for him to step inside first.
Baekhyun’s ready to step inside when he hears Jongin let out a soft, “Ladies first.” And he stops just to have the satisfaction of hitting his shin before waking inside, ignoring the wincing whine he can hear behind him, “That hurts ugh, I need this leg to dance.”
“Don’t say dumb things if you want to keep it safe then.” Baekhyun retorts walking inside of the studio and searching for a light switch, but Jongin beats him to it, though the lights that spreads through the room is a lot less brighter than what he thought it would be.
It looks like those ones he’s seen more than often in spa commercials, “You’re not going to propose a massage session right?” He asks with a mocking grin, looking for Jongin in the dim light, he finds him walking towards him and Baekhyun takes a step back towards the mirror in the center of the wall facing the door.
He notices then that the curtains are closed, “If I asked, would you even give me one?” Jongin asks back instead of answering and Baekhyun shrugs without thinking seriously about it, he turns to face the mirror, “I haven’t learned how to, chances are I’d make it worse so I’d say yes.”
“You’re an awful boyfriend.” Jongin sighs through his words but Baekhyun feels his smile in his voice and he tugs on his bottom lip, tilting his head with Jongin’s presence against his back and chin nuzzling to settle against his shoulder then sliding closer to his neck and he feels the smile there, with a soft chuckle.
“I could be worse.” Jongin’s laugh tickles his neck and he scoffs a bit, tilting farther away to rest the back of his head against Jongin’s shoulder, “I’d lose it.” It’s soft and barely audible, but the silence in the room makes it clear enough that Baekhyun catches it.
They’re caught in whispering instead of talking now, he doesn’t understand why their voices drop, but it just does and it fits, he’s learned to not questions those things that just seem to belong there just because he’s doing them at Jongin’s pace and Jongin always swallows him whole in his rhythm and makes him play it out comfortably, so comfortable Baekhyun feels himself relaxing with Jongin’s arm wrapping itself around him.
“Seriously though,” Baekhyun starts, interrupting his sentence to sigh contently when Jongin’s tongue flickers across a vein on his neck and he swallows going on, “what are we doing here?”
“Actually.” Jongin stops kissing the place where he’d let his tongue wander earlier, “I was planning on giving you a show.” He says it casually, moving his lips under Baekhyun’s chin against his jawline and nipping.
Baekhyun tries to think of what Jongin’s saying, what he’s just said but it’s getting foggy, kind of hard to concentrate on nothing but Jongin’s warmth and the fingers he feels slide under the front of his shirt and circling patterns against his right hip, gentle and soothing, “And?” He lets out in a breath, feeling himself smile when Jongin squeezes his hip and proceeds to turn him around instead.
“I’ve decided we should put a show together.” Jongin answers, leaning in till he’s got Baekhyun’s face at the same level but Baekhyun quickly ducks down, not quite sure of where this rush of shyness comes from, but it’s there fluttering in his stomach and tightening his chest and he just holds onto one of Jongin’s arm and his other hand clutches the hem of his shirt.
It’s so painful, how is it that it’s become so hard to breath when he knows how it works? Inhale, exhale and he does it, except all he breathes in is Jongin and then he doesn’t want to breath out because he likes inhaling Jongin’s scent and keeping it there. Jongin leans in lower and lower until Baekhyun has to close his eyes to not see him when he’s almost crouching to take a look at his face.
It’s embarrassing to say the least, because his whole face flushes with heat that he can feel crawling from his neck up to his head, still his mouth parts around Jongin’s and his head follows to look up with Jongin’s hand holding the back of his neck to tilt it backwards, get better access, whatever it is for Baekhyun gives in and leans forward, closer, so impossibly closer till he has to pull back after just mere seconds of softly kissing with nothing but their lips moving and locking.
He’s breathless though, red and warm and breathless, he lets out a soft panting that gets caught in his throat and turns into a little laugh and he shakes his head, refusing to open his eyes even with Jongin’s thumb brushing his cheekbone in this soft gesture he’s learned to lean in and that incites him to press his cheek against Jongin’s open palm.
Baekhyun wants to say something, but he doesn’t know where to begin and how to word it out, he’s not even sure if he wants it out that badly but Jongin kisses him again and chooses for him, which isn’t that bad really except when Jongin’s tongue searches for his own and his mouth gets more demanding he literally gives up even holding back the noises he feels leaving his throat.
It’s not that they’ve never kissed until they couldn’t feel their lips anymore, actually they did and laughed and sat with a bowl of ice cream later, Baekhyun holding it while Jongin made him feed it to him, his head on Baekhyun’s shoulder with a movie that had no interest for them playing.
But Jongin’s taking his time right now, it feels familiar and unknown, it feels kind of thrilling, like a first kiss that’s extremely overwhelming Baekhyun realizes when he lets out a soft whine and pulls back to breath yet again, he moves both of his hands up to close them around Jongin’s neck and pull him down to take his mouth back after just letting it go a second ago though.
The only time they stop after that is when Jongin pulls back with Baekhyun following after his mouth but ending up biting on his bottom lip in slight disappointment replaced by a quick small smile when he feels Jongin’s own against the corner of his mouth, “Give me this dance?”
Baekhyun’s eyebrows furrows and he opens his eyes then because he wants to see what expression Jongin has now. He’s surprised to see that he looks kind of nervous, he does look nervous too god, Baekhyun’s smile widens and it turns into a bit of a laugh before he shakes his head, “There’s no music you idiot.” He explains when he sees Jongin’s face fall.
“But you promised you’d give me one.” It kind of clicks then, with Jongin’s mouth curved in a slight pout, with his forehead against Baekhyun’s, he understands what this is and he feels kind of dumb for not realizing it.
But he remembers how dejected he’d felt when Jongin told him that he couldn’t come to the prom night because he just wasn’t allowed to invite people outside of their school and Baekhyun knew that rule but he just got so upset he sulked for an entire week after that. But it was also because Jongin ended up dancing with another girl and it made the whole thing worse.
“I did.” He replies, beaming and biting on his bottom lip so hard he winces and lets go when it starts stinging, “But I’m not dancing without music, that’s dumb.” He scrunches his nose looking up at Jongin, shrugs and lets his fingers glide in Jongin’s hair, tightening his hold to get a firm grip when Jongin tries to bite his cheek.
“It’s not dumb, it’s fun.” Jongin tries to get hold of his cheek again and Baekhyun rolls his eyes because they definitely do not have the same definition of fun in their minds but before he can say that, Jongin’s teeth are around the flesh of his cheek, light but firm and he’s already moving pulling Baekhyun in his steps.
“So you’re telling me I’ve been dragged out, walked for hours to end up in an empty studio dancing to no music like some fool?” Baekhyun asks, while waiting for Jongin’s reply, that he doesn’t really mind if it ever comes or not, he rests his forehead against his shoulder and follows the steps he’s lead to do.
“Hm,” Jongin sounds like he’s musing over what to say then he just laughs and it brushes pasts Jongin’s air, blowing a few strands away, soft as a morning breeze, “Pretty much.” Baekhyun frowns, bumping his forehead twice against Jongin’s shoulder till he laughs even louder before holding his head still, “Stop, it doesn’t even hurt.”
“You want it to hurt?” Baekhyun asks, looking up with his chin where his forehead was pressed before, “No, don’t, I’ll be honest.”
“Because you were lying?”
“Of course.” Jongin nods like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, they don’t stop moving to no music at all, but it’s to this rhythm with which Baekhyun follows so easily as if they are dancing to an actual real sound. He’s not so surprised, not anymore, he might as well call it the Jongin effect because this is what it is.
Then it stops, Jongin stops and Baekhyun pulls back a bit to shot him a questioning look, “I’m serious, this wasn’t the plan.” Jongin says then frowns and he looks a bit hesitant, like he’s not sure how to say it or if he should say it then he looks don and sighs, “I’m sorry.”
Baekhyun’s more than lost now, he tilts his head, “For what?”
“For acting like I did.” Jongin mumbles then looks back up and Baekhyun notices the heat on his face because he’s never seen it so bright before, so he’S grateful for the light not being too dim and just enough for him to notice those little things if he looks closely, “Like a kid.”
Baekhyun opens his mouth to ask where this is coming from, but he just waits because Jongin’s not done yet, he’s parting his lips and closing them again as if torn then he lets it out in a rushed tone, “I kind of got upset and said then let’s do it, you know last time, I shouldn’t have, if we have to end up having sex,” he stops and Baekhyun waits for the rest of it, “Making love,” he corrects sheepishly, “I’d prefer it’s not because I got upset over such a little thing as finding out it would be new for me but not for you.”
Baekhyun has a lot of thoughts then, but the first one that comes out into words is a not so subtle, “So you were upset over it.” It’s mumbled and quiet but Jongin catches it and sighs, Baekhyun can feel its annoyed tone when he grumbles something he doesn’t understand but it doesn’t matter.
“I mean, I understand it’s just I wasn’t sure if I was worrying over nothing.” Then he realizes he’s just admitted he was worried about Jongin being upset over it and he quickly shakes his head, “Not that it’s bad!” He adds quickly and stops Jongin from stepping away, he’s trying really hard to not let a stupid smile appear on his face but it’s so hard he lets out a soft chuckle while trying to keep his expressions in check, “It’s,” he shrugs a shoulder, “Kinda cute.”
“Hyung, you’re not making it any better.” Jongin whines nibbling on his bottom lip endlessly, “So? I always get teased, I think I deserve the right to tease you nonstop when I have at least a tiny chance to do so.”
Jongin makes a sound in the back of his throat that’s between a whine and a moan and he shakes his head, “No, you don’t.”
“I’ll do it anyways,” Baekhyun retorts sticking his tongue out in a defiant way but then he clears his throat, “So, seriously, it’s not for tonight then?” his face goes a color he’s used to feeling heating against his cheeks by now, if not then he’d just have to hide it all the time and Jongin said once that he shouldn’t or he’d do worse and embarrass him and he’s been trying ever since to not let it surprise him when he accidentally or surprisingly turns red.
“It doesn’t have to be for tonight.” Jongin says and woah, Baekhyun hates him for not even turning a little bit pink even with the topic they’re discussing like it’s so normal to talk about when they’d be ready to actually step it up, thinking about it is enough to send his mind into a storm of heat that he has to cool off by thinking of some physics problems or the way his teacher licks his finger before turning a page, it’s gross enough to make him stop blushing embarrassingly.
Still, it’s back right when he starts talking again, because “I want to.” He says that and this time he really has to look away, maybe not down but he can’t keep eyes contact with Jongin and god, how more pathetic can he get?
“Here?” Jongin sounds surprised so Baekhyun snaps his head back to him and shakes it vigorously, “Of course no!” He sputters, immediately feeling cheated when Jongin laughs at his face and ugh, he just got tricked.
“I hate you, Jongin, really.” Baekhyun sighs and hits on Jongin’s chest with a clenched fist, “You’re horrible.”
Jongin’s fingers wrap around both of his wrists pulling them up and he presses them against his cheeks, grinning down at him with a gentle gaze that has Baekhyun caught blinking mind going blank and hearts picking up another marathon in his chest tightening till it gets hard to breathe so he stops trying and holds his breath in.
Jongin smiles softly with his mouth against one of Baekhyun’s fists that flinches when he kisses his knuckles, “I want to too.” he says and Baekhyun manages a small smile, that he bites away.
He’s sore, that’s the first realization that hits him when he blinks and finds himself awake, the light is too bright is what comes after and he closes his eyes again moistening his bottom lip before rolling on his side, it’s Saturday and he can sleep as much as he wants is the third thought he has with his eyes on Jongin’s sleeping face.
Then he remembers that he’s not sore for the reasons he was supposed to be sore. He’s aching in his legs and arms and neck but that’s due to the wrestling they had before collapsing on the bed. Actually yesterday was supposed to be their first time, right, the thing is when they came to Jongin’s new apartment the only thing they ended up doing was grab a drink and take glass after glass.
Ugh, he was nervous that was why, he didn’t know why Jongin wouldn’t say no and just keep giving him more and more and also drinking some more, but god, it felt awful now. He also understands why he’s having this type of headache he just wants to bang away.
So they ended up not doing anything but running around the living room and Baekhyun vaguely remembers how he even ended up on the bed. Maybe Jongin wasn’t too drunk, he has to remember to never get so wasted ever again. Plus he feels awful because god, are they ever going to get to the point if he always reacts this way?
“Stop staring.” Baekhyun startles and stretches a leg under the cover; throwing it over Jongin’s waist, he sighs with a moue, “Stop pretending.”
“God just how much did we end up drinking yesterday?” Jongin groans and slides close with Baekhyun’s leg tugging him closer, “Two bottles.” He frowns, Jongin mirrors his expression then there’s just that, them remembering and it starts with a soft chuckle from Jongin that turns into a burst which Baekhyun really can’t resist following and they’re laughing, leaning closer and trying to fit their smiling mouths for a kiss but it’s hard with their teeth meeting instead.
Then Baekhyun scrunches his nose, “Your breath stinks.” He says and Jongin shrugs, “Yours does too.”
“Does not.” Baekhyun protests, making a face and pressing his forehead against Jongin’s, letting out a content sigh, “It does.” Jongin smiles and kisses him properly then, morning breath forgotten.
Jongin pulls back just to say, “Hey, today’s our nine months.” Baekhyun arches an eyebrow that says oh really? and instead of replying he leans in for another kiss, rolling on top of Jongin.
(They postpone it because it can wait, of course it can wait, they’ve got all the time in the world to figure it out. Though of course, it’d be best if they didn’t end up actually waiting for too long, but it’ll come, won’t it?)