The Choi Family (3/?)
Title: The Choi Family
Fandom: Big Bang (With a side of SHINee)
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, 2Min, Seunghyun, Minho, Taemin
Warning: Romance, slice of life, nc-17.
Summary: Seunghyun has finally met the guy of his dreams, but how does he explain that he is taking care of his a little brother who is still in school? And how does he explain that his whole life has been dedicated into taking care of Minho?
Author's Note: Two scenes of smut. To make up for the chapter before. :D more Kibum!
Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2|
”I miss you.”
“Or course you do,” Seunghyun replied into the phone as he sat on his bed, eyes looking up at the ceiling. The sound of Jiyong's voice was so nice that he could feel a stir of something in him.
“I do! You left me last night! So hard and...” Seunghyun groaned as the visual came up in his mind and he closed his eyes, picturing it vividly.
“It was a punishment,” he reminded the other. “For not telling me you were twenty-two.” But even now he could remember what Jiyong looked like as he writhed under him in pleasure. He lied down on his back and switched phones over to his left hand as his right slid down his chest to stop at his pants.
“You said I would get something today! What do I get? It better be good.”
Seunghyun smiled as he thought of something. “What are you doing right now?” he asked.
“I'm sitting on my bed. I'm so bored!”
“What if I were there with you? What would you do?”
“Well, we wouldn't we be talking,” Jiyong pointed out obviously. Seunghyun thought about the different things they could be doing if they weren't talking. His hand rubbed at the bulge in his pants and he bit his lip to stop a moan.
“What would we be doing? Kissing? Would I be giving you a blow job that I need to pay you back?” He heard Jiyong moan on the other side of the line and Seunghyun smiled. His own movements got frantic and he finally slipped his hand into his pants to grab himself. “Or would I be fucking you into that lovely bed you're sitting on?”
“Fuck, I'm getting hard,” Jiyong growled into the phone.
“Then get off on it,” Seunghyun replied. “Get off on the thought that I could be fucking you right now. Is your ass tight? I bet it is.” He heard another moan and then he knew that Jiyong had listened to him and had begun to touch himself.
“Seunghyun,” Jiyong moaned as he panted.
“Would you want me to pull out before I explode in your ass? Or do you think you could hold it?” Seunghyun's hand was getting frantic and he felt himself getting near.
“Fuck, I would want you to come inside me.” And phrase threw Seunghyun over the edge and he moaned into an orgasm. He heard Jiyong do the same on the other line and he smiled. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
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“You seem happy,” Minho noted. Seunghyun only grinned from his position and his younger brother rolled his eyes. “I hope something good happened.”
“I met a guy,” Seunghyun confessed after a moment. He could't keep this from his brother, no matter the content.
“Kibum told me,” Minho replied with a nod from where he sat across the table. “Jiyong, right? He said that this guy showed up at the restaurant.”
“You're friends with Kibum?” Seunghyun asked.
“He's one of Taemin's friends, but we get along,” Minho replied. Seunghyun shoo his head and hid a smile.
“But, yeah. Jiyong.” Seunghyun replied with a sigh, opting to ignore the food in front of him to think about his boyfriend instead. Was that who Kibum was texting? That was his plan? To tell Minho before he could?
“How was work?” Minho asked after a moment of silence. “Anything exciting happen?”
“Not really. Last week, my boss got a rape victim, but I haven't seen them yet. Not sure if it's a guy or girl. I kind of want to find out, though. Anything happening in school? How's Taemin? Did you have fun at his house? Did his mom bother you?” Seunghyun was curious about Taemin. The boy who had brought friends into Minho's life. Brought a smile to his face just now.
“It was fun. His mum looked at us weird the whole time, but I think she got over it.”
Seunghyun chuckled and shook his head. “It's mothers like those that make me glad we were orphans.” Minho laughed with him for a moment before they returned to the silence and their dinner.
“We're so awkward,” Minho whispered. “When I was with Taemin's family, it was just a constant stream of chatter. I couldn't hear myself.”
Seunghyun knew that particular tone of voice. It was brooding and longing. He had never used it himself, but he had seen girls in the orphanage use it when they had a crush. The thought was surprising, but made Seunghyun smile on the inside.
“You wouldn't mind just Taemin at a table, though, would you?” he asked with a knowing look. Minho blushed and shook hie head.
“I guess not,” he whispered. “Being with Taemin is always fun.”
“Cute,” Seunghyun said with a teasing grin as he got up and put his dirty dishes away in the sink.
“Shut up!” Minho shouted as he huffed. Seunghyun laughed aloud and sat back down at the table.
“So, you have a crush on your little Taemin?” he finally asked his younger brother.
Minho opened his mouth before closing it and nodding. “But he's not gay. His mom would kill him.”
“He's twelve,” Seunghyun pointed out. “As are you. You've got time, I promise. The world won't end tomorrow. And anyway, if he were gay, what could his mom do? Scold him? Kick him out? I doubt it.”
At that moment, Minho's cell phone rang and they both went quiet as they heard it.
“If it's him,” Minho muttered under his breath. He looked at the caller I.D and frowned. “It's Taemin.” He slid the phone open and answered. “Hello? Oh, no... Where are you?” There was a pause before a dreaded lok came over his face. “Shit. I'll come get you now.”
“Don't cuss,” Seunghyun hissed out. Minho closed his phone and looked over at Seunghyun.
“Hyung, can Taemin stay for a while?”
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Seunghyun was behind the bar again in his little space. Not once had he looked at anybody or helped anybody tonight. His mind was rushing with thoughts of the extra boy staying at his apartment. He surveyed the restaurant absently as he wondered what he would do. Tomorrow was his only complete free day where hed isn't have to worry about either jobs.
Making up his mind, he headed back into the kitchen and caught sight of Kibum. He seemed to be doing nothing, as Seunghyun had expected.
“Kibum!” he called ou as he walked closer.
“Ah! Seunghyun!” Seunghyun rolled his eyes at how improper the boy was being, but didn't comment on it.
“What do you know about Taemin's mom?” he asked.
“Why? I thought you had your Jiyong,” Kibum replied with a wide grin. “He's not enough for you?”
Seunghyun took a moment to make sure no one was watching before hitting Kibum on the back of the head. “Taemin's at the house with Minho right now,” he answered. “His mom kicked him out because they got in an argument over something. Have they ever gone through this before?”
Kibum's eyes widened as he shook his head. “The last fight they got in to was about Taemin's choice of clothes, but she only grounded him. Never kicked him out. Is he okay?”
Seunghyun nodded his head as he thought for a moment. “How long do you think this will last?” he asked.
Kibum shrugged his shoulders and frowned. “I know he has an older cousin who lives with them. I'll find out by tomorrow and I'll text Minho. Good?” Seunghyun nodded his head, accepting that he couldn't do any more.
He left the kitchen and went to the break room instead. He found his cubby and pulled his phone out to check it. Just as he slid it open, a text message came in.
Hey! Hope work's not too bad for you!
Seunghyun smiled at Jiyong's text and quickly typed out a reply.
It's not work that's the problem.
He sent it and looked in his phone contacts for his brother. He sent his brother a message asking him how they were doing and slipped his phone back into his cubby. The next few hours could not go any slower.
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“Tomorrow's your free day?” Jiyong asked over the phone when Seunghyun called him after his sfhift.
“Yeah. I'll be home taking care of Minho and his crush. Thought you might want to come over.”
“I need to get back at you for what you did before you left last night,” Jiyong evened out. Seunghyun laughed as he looked through the choices of snacks in the convenient store he was in. He had already picked out a few of Minho's favorites and was looking for something Jiyong might enjoy. Seeing the Pepero, he smiled.
“And how will that work for you?” he asked as he put a box of strawberry flavored chocolates into his basket.
“I have a plan,” Jiyong replied. There was shuffling in the background before he spoke up again. “Do you think I'll be able to stay the night? Youngbae is kicking me out because his roommate is coming back.”
“Sure,” Seunghyun replied, getting excited at the thought of Jiyong sleeping with him that night. “Should I pick you up?” he asked.
“Yeah. Give me a few minutes, but by the time you're here, I'll be finished packing.”
“Alright, I'll see you then.” As he hung up, Seunghyun let a big smile spread on his face. Tonight and tomorrow, he hoped, would be good.
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“Hey, sexy.”
Seunghyun stared oddly at the boy who was waiting against the apartment building. “And you are?” he asked.
“Seunghyun,” the boy replied. “But they call me Victory.”
“Seungri?” Seunghyun guessed. The boy's face lit up in a smile and he nodded. He stood up straight and walked over to where Seunghyun was on his bike.
“You must be the other Seunghyun.” Seunghyun shrugged his shoulders and nodded.
“Probably.”
Seungri brought a hand up to Seunghyun's face and ran a finger down his cheek. “You know, I came back to try and win Jiyong over, but I think I like you more. You look like you could hold out more. Can you?”
Seunghyun's cheeks flushed and Seungri laughed. “But you're innocent!” Seungri said in delight. “No wonder Jiyong was drawn to you!” Suddenly, Seungri was kissing Seunghyun and he couldn't understand what was going on.
“Seungri!”
Seungri pulled back when he heard his name and he smiled at Jiyong. “Hey, baby,” Seungri greeted with a smirk. “Do you mind? I found something I like.”
“The dirt that's about to be in your mouth when I kick you there?” Jiyong asked. Seungri pouted as he moved away from Seunghyun and walked over to Jiyong.
“You really like him that much?” Seungri asked. “More than me?”
“I liked watching Youngbae with his girlfriend more than I like you.”
At the mention of Youngbae and his girlfriend, Seungri dropped his smile and glared at Jiyong. “That was harsh,” he muttered to the boy and Jiyong shrugged.
“So is you kissing my boyfriend,” Jiyong replied. Seungri nodded and frowned.
“That's how it is?” Seungri asked. When Jiyong nodded his head, Seungri turned back to Seunghyun. “Sorry, man. Apparently he's really serious.” Seunghyun's eyes widened and Seungri gave him a slap on the back. “Good luck.”
Seungri walked to the building and took a deep breath before entering the elevator.
“That's the roommate I was talking about. Seungri, as you might have guessed.”
Seunghyun nodded his head and looked back at Jiyong. “He introduced himself.” Jiyong's smile faltered and he shook his head.
“He was an ex-boyfriend of mine, but I dumped him when I realized that he was in love with Youngbae. Youngbae was the guy I was with last night at the restaurant.” Jiyong paused in his explanation to look up at the building. “But Youngbae's explicitly straight, so Seungri has no chance. And he knows that.”
“And the girlfriend?” Seunghyun asked.
“She's been with Youngbae for two years. There's nothing stopping them from getting married.” Seunghyun felt his heart lurch at the sadness, but shook his head to get the thoughts out.
“Shall we?” he asked as he moved up on his motorcycle seat. Jiyong smiled as he put his book bag on and climbed behind Seunghyun.
“Let's.”
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“Minho? Taemin?”
“Here!”
Seunghyun walked towards the voice, Jiyong behind him. “Hey, boys,” he greeted. “This is Jiyong.”
“I didn't expect to meet you while I was here!” Taemin exclaimed as he got up from where he was sitting in front of the television in Seunghyun's room. He walked over to Jiyong and bowed. “I'm Li Taemin. So happy to meet you!”
“Choi Minho,” Minho greeted with a bow of his own.
“My brother and his friend,” Seunghyun explained.
“So happy to meet you,” Jiyong replied with a bow.
“Alright, Taemin, did you eat something?” The boy nodded and Seunghyun gave a curt nod. “Good. Then shouldn't it be time to go to sleep?”
Minho rolled his eyes and stared at his brother. “It's only two. You only just got back.”
Seunghyun hit the boy on the back of his head similar to how he had hit Kibum earlier. “Sleep,” he stated. Minho rubbed his head and nodded.
“Fine. You win this round.”
Jiyong chuckled when both Minho and Taemin retreated back to Minho's room. “They're cute,” Jiyong commented. “How old are they?”
“Twelve,” Seunghyun replied.
“They just started middle school?” Jiyong asked.
Seunghyun nodded as he was reminded that they were still so young. He let out a deep sigh as he shook his head. “And they're already so mature.”
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“Seunghyun,” Jiyong whispered as he came up behind Seunghyun and rubbed himself against the other. He was hard and he couldn't hide it, not that he wanted to. “Do we have to go to sleep right now?”
Seunghyun stood at the sink in the kitchen as he washed the remaining dishes. “I guess...” he trailed off when he felt Jiyong's hands slip under his shirt.
“Think about it,” Jiyong whispered. “You could fuck me tonight.”
“Not with the boys in the next room,” Seunghyun growled, using his self control to refrain from turning around and attacking Jiyong.
“Aw! But we could be really quiet!” Jiyong replied with a cheeky grin. He ground his hips and let himself moan at the feeling. Seunghyun's hands carefully put down the dishes he held in his hands and he paused for an intake of breath. Closing his eyes, he hoped that his brother or Taemin didn't need to come into the kitchen just yet.
Opening his eyes, Seunghyun turned around and manhandled Jiyong so that the smaller man was against the counter. He kissed up a trail from his neck to his jaw and ghosted over Jiyong's lips. “Weren't you going to get back at me for last night?” he whispered.
Jiyong moaned and pushed forward to meet their lips in a heated kiss. “More,” he growled as he used his hands to grab at Seunghyun's shoulders and pulled him closer. Seunghyun ground his hips forward and used his hands to lift Jiyong by the hips onto the countertop. He stood in between his legs and continued the kisses.
“Did you have fun this morning when I called you?” Seunghyun asked against the other's lips.
“Not as much fun as you seem to have from torturing me,” Jiyong replied. Seunghyun chuckled and moved down from his lips to his neck. His hands went form Jiyong's hips to move the shirt up and off of Jiyong's body.
He stopped kissing the other's neck to move down the pale chest. Lips found a nipple as he used his hand on the other. Jiyong moaned and let his hands slide up from their place on the other's shoulder to grip Seunghyun's hair tightly. “Just fuck me already!”
“Quiet,” Seunghyun warned, pulling away but continuing his hands motions. “We can't make too much noise. So I'm sorry if I won't be able to do as you ask.” He smiled when he saw the disappointed look flash across Jiyong's face.
“Bastard,” Jiyong growled out. “At least blow me.”
“In the room,” Seunghyun replied as he lifted Jiyong up. He carried him to the room and closed the door behind him. “But you have to be quiet.” He threw Jiyong to the bed and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. “Bite this,” he said as he gave Jiyong the towel.
Jiyong took the towel and took a good but into his mouth and bit down, moving to the edge of the bed. “Try not to scream too hard,” Seunghyun told him with a smirk. He went down on his knees and started to pull at the belt at his pants. “Because I'm not sure how your tolerance is when it comes to pleasure.”
Hands tugged Jiyong's pants down and Seunghyun chuckled when he saw that Jiyong didn't wear underwear. “Excited? Prepared?” he asked. He let his hands ghost over the erection and Jiyong screamed in frustration. Seunghyun looked up and smiled. Making a quick decision, he grabbed Jiyong's hips and took the erection in his mouth with one take.
Jiyong screamed and Seunghyun smiled around him, holding the bucking hips back with his hands. Slowly, he bobbed his head and sucked as hard as he could. He heard another muffled scream and he knew he was doing something right. Hands were tight in his hair and he slowly pulled back up. He kissed the tip and looked up at Jiyong.
“I could leave you like this right now. Leave you wanting. Moaning on the bed.” There was another muffled scream and he felt the hands in his hair tightened more than he had thought possible. “You're a screamer, aren't you?” he asked. He used one hand to wrap it around the base as he kept the other hand on Jiyong's hip to hold him back.
He distinctly heard the word “shit” come from the muffled mouth and he took Jiyong into his mouth again, sucking and bobbing his head.
He could feel that Jiyong was close by the way he cried out a warning and tightened his hold on his hair. With a last cry, Jiyong came and Seunghyun attempted to swallow it all. He pulled back and licked his lips, eyes clouded with lust. He was still hard, something he hadn't thought about before this moment.
Jiyong spit the towel out and pulled Seunghyun up by his neck to kiss him. “That was lovely,” Jiyong muttered against his lips. “And now we're even. But I see you're still wanting?” Seunghyun moaned and Jiyong chuckled. “But because you can't fuck me, I guess I'll handle you.”
Jiyong flipped them so that he was straddling Seunghyun. He slipped his pants off so that he was completely naked and leaned over to kiss Seunghyun.
“You're beautiful,” Seunghyun whispered against Jiyong's lips. Jiyong smiled and pulled back up to assess the situation. He unbuttoned Seunghyun's pants and pulled out the cock he was so familiar.
“You're so hard,” Jiyong murmured as he looked on with glazed eyes. He gave it a slow, long stroke and smiled when he heard Seunghyun's moan. “I can just see how you were this morning, stroking yourself as you listened to my voice.” Seunghyun groaned and Jiyong started to pump him a little faster.
“Damnit, Ji,” he whispered and Jiyong smiled. “More.”
He finished Seunghyun off and the other came with a choked cry. Jiyong licked his fingers and smiled at Seunghyun. “Do we sleep now?”
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Fandom: Big Bang (With a side of SHINee)
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, 2Min, Seunghyun, Minho, Taemin
Warning: Romance, slice of life, nc-17.
Summary: Seunghyun has finally met the guy of his dreams, but how does he explain that he is taking care of his a little brother who is still in school? And how does he explain that his whole life has been dedicated into taking care of Minho?
Author's Note: Two scenes of smut. To make up for the chapter before. :D more Kibum!
Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2|
”I miss you.”
“Or course you do,” Seunghyun replied into the phone as he sat on his bed, eyes looking up at the ceiling. The sound of Jiyong's voice was so nice that he could feel a stir of something in him.
“I do! You left me last night! So hard and...” Seunghyun groaned as the visual came up in his mind and he closed his eyes, picturing it vividly.
“It was a punishment,” he reminded the other. “For not telling me you were twenty-two.” But even now he could remember what Jiyong looked like as he writhed under him in pleasure. He lied down on his back and switched phones over to his left hand as his right slid down his chest to stop at his pants.
“You said I would get something today! What do I get? It better be good.”
Seunghyun smiled as he thought of something. “What are you doing right now?” he asked.
“I'm sitting on my bed. I'm so bored!”
“What if I were there with you? What would you do?”
“Well, we wouldn't we be talking,” Jiyong pointed out obviously. Seunghyun thought about the different things they could be doing if they weren't talking. His hand rubbed at the bulge in his pants and he bit his lip to stop a moan.
“What would we be doing? Kissing? Would I be giving you a blow job that I need to pay you back?” He heard Jiyong moan on the other side of the line and Seunghyun smiled. His own movements got frantic and he finally slipped his hand into his pants to grab himself. “Or would I be fucking you into that lovely bed you're sitting on?”
“Fuck, I'm getting hard,” Jiyong growled into the phone.
“Then get off on it,” Seunghyun replied. “Get off on the thought that I could be fucking you right now. Is your ass tight? I bet it is.” He heard another moan and then he knew that Jiyong had listened to him and had begun to touch himself.
“Seunghyun,” Jiyong moaned as he panted.
“Would you want me to pull out before I explode in your ass? Or do you think you could hold it?” Seunghyun's hand was getting frantic and he felt himself getting near.
“Fuck, I would want you to come inside me.” And phrase threw Seunghyun over the edge and he moaned into an orgasm. He heard Jiyong do the same on the other line and he smiled. Today was going to be a wonderful day.
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“You seem happy,” Minho noted. Seunghyun only grinned from his position and his younger brother rolled his eyes. “I hope something good happened.”
“I met a guy,” Seunghyun confessed after a moment. He could't keep this from his brother, no matter the content.
“Kibum told me,” Minho replied with a nod from where he sat across the table. “Jiyong, right? He said that this guy showed up at the restaurant.”
“You're friends with Kibum?” Seunghyun asked.
“He's one of Taemin's friends, but we get along,” Minho replied. Seunghyun shoo his head and hid a smile.
“But, yeah. Jiyong.” Seunghyun replied with a sigh, opting to ignore the food in front of him to think about his boyfriend instead. Was that who Kibum was texting? That was his plan? To tell Minho before he could?
“How was work?” Minho asked after a moment of silence. “Anything exciting happen?”
“Not really. Last week, my boss got a rape victim, but I haven't seen them yet. Not sure if it's a guy or girl. I kind of want to find out, though. Anything happening in school? How's Taemin? Did you have fun at his house? Did his mom bother you?” Seunghyun was curious about Taemin. The boy who had brought friends into Minho's life. Brought a smile to his face just now.
“It was fun. His mum looked at us weird the whole time, but I think she got over it.”
Seunghyun chuckled and shook his head. “It's mothers like those that make me glad we were orphans.” Minho laughed with him for a moment before they returned to the silence and their dinner.
“We're so awkward,” Minho whispered. “When I was with Taemin's family, it was just a constant stream of chatter. I couldn't hear myself.”
Seunghyun knew that particular tone of voice. It was brooding and longing. He had never used it himself, but he had seen girls in the orphanage use it when they had a crush. The thought was surprising, but made Seunghyun smile on the inside.
“You wouldn't mind just Taemin at a table, though, would you?” he asked with a knowing look. Minho blushed and shook hie head.
“I guess not,” he whispered. “Being with Taemin is always fun.”
“Cute,” Seunghyun said with a teasing grin as he got up and put his dirty dishes away in the sink.
“Shut up!” Minho shouted as he huffed. Seunghyun laughed aloud and sat back down at the table.
“So, you have a crush on your little Taemin?” he finally asked his younger brother.
Minho opened his mouth before closing it and nodding. “But he's not gay. His mom would kill him.”
“He's twelve,” Seunghyun pointed out. “As are you. You've got time, I promise. The world won't end tomorrow. And anyway, if he were gay, what could his mom do? Scold him? Kick him out? I doubt it.”
At that moment, Minho's cell phone rang and they both went quiet as they heard it.
“If it's him,” Minho muttered under his breath. He looked at the caller I.D and frowned. “It's Taemin.” He slid the phone open and answered. “Hello? Oh, no... Where are you?” There was a pause before a dreaded lok came over his face. “Shit. I'll come get you now.”
“Don't cuss,” Seunghyun hissed out. Minho closed his phone and looked over at Seunghyun.
“Hyung, can Taemin stay for a while?”
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Seunghyun was behind the bar again in his little space. Not once had he looked at anybody or helped anybody tonight. His mind was rushing with thoughts of the extra boy staying at his apartment. He surveyed the restaurant absently as he wondered what he would do. Tomorrow was his only complete free day where hed isn't have to worry about either jobs.
Making up his mind, he headed back into the kitchen and caught sight of Kibum. He seemed to be doing nothing, as Seunghyun had expected.
“Kibum!” he called ou as he walked closer.
“Ah! Seunghyun!” Seunghyun rolled his eyes at how improper the boy was being, but didn't comment on it.
“What do you know about Taemin's mom?” he asked.
“Why? I thought you had your Jiyong,” Kibum replied with a wide grin. “He's not enough for you?”
Seunghyun took a moment to make sure no one was watching before hitting Kibum on the back of the head. “Taemin's at the house with Minho right now,” he answered. “His mom kicked him out because they got in an argument over something. Have they ever gone through this before?”
Kibum's eyes widened as he shook his head. “The last fight they got in to was about Taemin's choice of clothes, but she only grounded him. Never kicked him out. Is he okay?”
Seunghyun nodded his head as he thought for a moment. “How long do you think this will last?” he asked.
Kibum shrugged his shoulders and frowned. “I know he has an older cousin who lives with them. I'll find out by tomorrow and I'll text Minho. Good?” Seunghyun nodded his head, accepting that he couldn't do any more.
He left the kitchen and went to the break room instead. He found his cubby and pulled his phone out to check it. Just as he slid it open, a text message came in.
Hey! Hope work's not too bad for you!
Seunghyun smiled at Jiyong's text and quickly typed out a reply.
It's not work that's the problem.
He sent it and looked in his phone contacts for his brother. He sent his brother a message asking him how they were doing and slipped his phone back into his cubby. The next few hours could not go any slower.
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“Tomorrow's your free day?” Jiyong asked over the phone when Seunghyun called him after his sfhift.
“Yeah. I'll be home taking care of Minho and his crush. Thought you might want to come over.”
“I need to get back at you for what you did before you left last night,” Jiyong evened out. Seunghyun laughed as he looked through the choices of snacks in the convenient store he was in. He had already picked out a few of Minho's favorites and was looking for something Jiyong might enjoy. Seeing the Pepero, he smiled.
“And how will that work for you?” he asked as he put a box of strawberry flavored chocolates into his basket.
“I have a plan,” Jiyong replied. There was shuffling in the background before he spoke up again. “Do you think I'll be able to stay the night? Youngbae is kicking me out because his roommate is coming back.”
“Sure,” Seunghyun replied, getting excited at the thought of Jiyong sleeping with him that night. “Should I pick you up?” he asked.
“Yeah. Give me a few minutes, but by the time you're here, I'll be finished packing.”
“Alright, I'll see you then.” As he hung up, Seunghyun let a big smile spread on his face. Tonight and tomorrow, he hoped, would be good.
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“Hey, sexy.”
Seunghyun stared oddly at the boy who was waiting against the apartment building. “And you are?” he asked.
“Seunghyun,” the boy replied. “But they call me Victory.”
“Seungri?” Seunghyun guessed. The boy's face lit up in a smile and he nodded. He stood up straight and walked over to where Seunghyun was on his bike.
“You must be the other Seunghyun.” Seunghyun shrugged his shoulders and nodded.
“Probably.”
Seungri brought a hand up to Seunghyun's face and ran a finger down his cheek. “You know, I came back to try and win Jiyong over, but I think I like you more. You look like you could hold out more. Can you?”
Seunghyun's cheeks flushed and Seungri laughed. “But you're innocent!” Seungri said in delight. “No wonder Jiyong was drawn to you!” Suddenly, Seungri was kissing Seunghyun and he couldn't understand what was going on.
“Seungri!”
Seungri pulled back when he heard his name and he smiled at Jiyong. “Hey, baby,” Seungri greeted with a smirk. “Do you mind? I found something I like.”
“The dirt that's about to be in your mouth when I kick you there?” Jiyong asked. Seungri pouted as he moved away from Seunghyun and walked over to Jiyong.
“You really like him that much?” Seungri asked. “More than me?”
“I liked watching Youngbae with his girlfriend more than I like you.”
At the mention of Youngbae and his girlfriend, Seungri dropped his smile and glared at Jiyong. “That was harsh,” he muttered to the boy and Jiyong shrugged.
“So is you kissing my boyfriend,” Jiyong replied. Seungri nodded and frowned.
“That's how it is?” Seungri asked. When Jiyong nodded his head, Seungri turned back to Seunghyun. “Sorry, man. Apparently he's really serious.” Seunghyun's eyes widened and Seungri gave him a slap on the back. “Good luck.”
Seungri walked to the building and took a deep breath before entering the elevator.
“That's the roommate I was talking about. Seungri, as you might have guessed.”
Seunghyun nodded his head and looked back at Jiyong. “He introduced himself.” Jiyong's smile faltered and he shook his head.
“He was an ex-boyfriend of mine, but I dumped him when I realized that he was in love with Youngbae. Youngbae was the guy I was with last night at the restaurant.” Jiyong paused in his explanation to look up at the building. “But Youngbae's explicitly straight, so Seungri has no chance. And he knows that.”
“And the girlfriend?” Seunghyun asked.
“She's been with Youngbae for two years. There's nothing stopping them from getting married.” Seunghyun felt his heart lurch at the sadness, but shook his head to get the thoughts out.
“Shall we?” he asked as he moved up on his motorcycle seat. Jiyong smiled as he put his book bag on and climbed behind Seunghyun.
“Let's.”
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“Minho? Taemin?”
“Here!”
Seunghyun walked towards the voice, Jiyong behind him. “Hey, boys,” he greeted. “This is Jiyong.”
“I didn't expect to meet you while I was here!” Taemin exclaimed as he got up from where he was sitting in front of the television in Seunghyun's room. He walked over to Jiyong and bowed. “I'm Li Taemin. So happy to meet you!”
“Choi Minho,” Minho greeted with a bow of his own.
“My brother and his friend,” Seunghyun explained.
“So happy to meet you,” Jiyong replied with a bow.
“Alright, Taemin, did you eat something?” The boy nodded and Seunghyun gave a curt nod. “Good. Then shouldn't it be time to go to sleep?”
Minho rolled his eyes and stared at his brother. “It's only two. You only just got back.”
Seunghyun hit the boy on the back of his head similar to how he had hit Kibum earlier. “Sleep,” he stated. Minho rubbed his head and nodded.
“Fine. You win this round.”
Jiyong chuckled when both Minho and Taemin retreated back to Minho's room. “They're cute,” Jiyong commented. “How old are they?”
“Twelve,” Seunghyun replied.
“They just started middle school?” Jiyong asked.
Seunghyun nodded as he was reminded that they were still so young. He let out a deep sigh as he shook his head. “And they're already so mature.”
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“Seunghyun,” Jiyong whispered as he came up behind Seunghyun and rubbed himself against the other. He was hard and he couldn't hide it, not that he wanted to. “Do we have to go to sleep right now?”
Seunghyun stood at the sink in the kitchen as he washed the remaining dishes. “I guess...” he trailed off when he felt Jiyong's hands slip under his shirt.
“Think about it,” Jiyong whispered. “You could fuck me tonight.”
“Not with the boys in the next room,” Seunghyun growled, using his self control to refrain from turning around and attacking Jiyong.
“Aw! But we could be really quiet!” Jiyong replied with a cheeky grin. He ground his hips and let himself moan at the feeling. Seunghyun's hands carefully put down the dishes he held in his hands and he paused for an intake of breath. Closing his eyes, he hoped that his brother or Taemin didn't need to come into the kitchen just yet.
Opening his eyes, Seunghyun turned around and manhandled Jiyong so that the smaller man was against the counter. He kissed up a trail from his neck to his jaw and ghosted over Jiyong's lips. “Weren't you going to get back at me for last night?” he whispered.
Jiyong moaned and pushed forward to meet their lips in a heated kiss. “More,” he growled as he used his hands to grab at Seunghyun's shoulders and pulled him closer. Seunghyun ground his hips forward and used his hands to lift Jiyong by the hips onto the countertop. He stood in between his legs and continued the kisses.
“Did you have fun this morning when I called you?” Seunghyun asked against the other's lips.
“Not as much fun as you seem to have from torturing me,” Jiyong replied. Seunghyun chuckled and moved down from his lips to his neck. His hands went form Jiyong's hips to move the shirt up and off of Jiyong's body.
He stopped kissing the other's neck to move down the pale chest. Lips found a nipple as he used his hand on the other. Jiyong moaned and let his hands slide up from their place on the other's shoulder to grip Seunghyun's hair tightly. “Just fuck me already!”
“Quiet,” Seunghyun warned, pulling away but continuing his hands motions. “We can't make too much noise. So I'm sorry if I won't be able to do as you ask.” He smiled when he saw the disappointed look flash across Jiyong's face.
“Bastard,” Jiyong growled out. “At least blow me.”
“In the room,” Seunghyun replied as he lifted Jiyong up. He carried him to the room and closed the door behind him. “But you have to be quiet.” He threw Jiyong to the bed and grabbed a towel from the bathroom. “Bite this,” he said as he gave Jiyong the towel.
Jiyong took the towel and took a good but into his mouth and bit down, moving to the edge of the bed. “Try not to scream too hard,” Seunghyun told him with a smirk. He went down on his knees and started to pull at the belt at his pants. “Because I'm not sure how your tolerance is when it comes to pleasure.”
Hands tugged Jiyong's pants down and Seunghyun chuckled when he saw that Jiyong didn't wear underwear. “Excited? Prepared?” he asked. He let his hands ghost over the erection and Jiyong screamed in frustration. Seunghyun looked up and smiled. Making a quick decision, he grabbed Jiyong's hips and took the erection in his mouth with one take.
Jiyong screamed and Seunghyun smiled around him, holding the bucking hips back with his hands. Slowly, he bobbed his head and sucked as hard as he could. He heard another muffled scream and he knew he was doing something right. Hands were tight in his hair and he slowly pulled back up. He kissed the tip and looked up at Jiyong.
“I could leave you like this right now. Leave you wanting. Moaning on the bed.” There was another muffled scream and he felt the hands in his hair tightened more than he had thought possible. “You're a screamer, aren't you?” he asked. He used one hand to wrap it around the base as he kept the other hand on Jiyong's hip to hold him back.
He distinctly heard the word “shit” come from the muffled mouth and he took Jiyong into his mouth again, sucking and bobbing his head.
He could feel that Jiyong was close by the way he cried out a warning and tightened his hold on his hair. With a last cry, Jiyong came and Seunghyun attempted to swallow it all. He pulled back and licked his lips, eyes clouded with lust. He was still hard, something he hadn't thought about before this moment.
Jiyong spit the towel out and pulled Seunghyun up by his neck to kiss him. “That was lovely,” Jiyong muttered against his lips. “And now we're even. But I see you're still wanting?” Seunghyun moaned and Jiyong chuckled. “But because you can't fuck me, I guess I'll handle you.”
Jiyong flipped them so that he was straddling Seunghyun. He slipped his pants off so that he was completely naked and leaned over to kiss Seunghyun.
“You're beautiful,” Seunghyun whispered against Jiyong's lips. Jiyong smiled and pulled back up to assess the situation. He unbuttoned Seunghyun's pants and pulled out the cock he was so familiar.
“You're so hard,” Jiyong murmured as he looked on with glazed eyes. He gave it a slow, long stroke and smiled when he heard Seunghyun's moan. “I can just see how you were this morning, stroking yourself as you listened to my voice.” Seunghyun groaned and Jiyong started to pump him a little faster.
“Damnit, Ji,” he whispered and Jiyong smiled. “More.”
He finished Seunghyun off and the other came with a choked cry. Jiyong licked his fingers and smiled at Seunghyun. “Do we sleep now?”
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