The Choi Family (4/?)
Title: The Choi Family
Fandom: Big Bang (With a side of SHINee)
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, 2Min, Seunghyun, Minho, Taemin, Jonghyun, Kibum
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: A little something-something! Learn about Key! Learn about Taemin's mom! Meet Jonghyun! Hear about Taemin's older brother? Can anyone guess who his older brother is?
Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2| Chapter 3|
“Hyung!”
Seunghyun clenched his eyes tighter and tightened his hold on whatever warm body he held that morning.
“Hyung! Wake up!”
Seunghyun opened his eyes to the brightness and frowned. “Why am I being awoken?” he asked.
“Your brother made you breakfast,” a voice answered. Seunghyun looked down at who he held and the events of the night before came rushing back. His mouth slowly turned up and he smiled as he leaned down and kissed Jiyong.
“Good morning,” Jiyong greeted, his voice sleep ridden.
“A very good morning indeed,” Seunghyun replied.
“Hyung!” Seunghyun looked up at the door and smiled.
“Minho,” he greeted.
“I made you breakfast! Taemin is a wonderful cook!”
Seunghyun lifted an eyebrow and nodded. “Then let's go eat,” he said as he sat up. Minho nodded and left the door way to go into the kitchen. Jiyong moved so that he was sprawled across Seunghyun's lap and he smiled up at the younger man.
“You're in a good mood,” he whispered.
“I should be,” Seunghyun replied. “I woke up next to you.”
Jiyong couldn't keep the amusement from his face and Seunghyun pulled him up for a kiss. “Now, clothes and breakfast.” Jiyong nodded and got up from the bed to move to where he had put his bag the night before. Today was a good day.
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“What did you make?” Seunghyun asked once they sat down at the table. Jiyong sat beside him and Taemin and Minho both smiled at each other.
“Pancakes,” Minho replied.
“Eggs!” Taemin followed up.
“Toast.”
“With three different kinds of jelly!”
“Ham.”
“And you both made all of this?” Seunghyun asked.
“We did,” Taemin replied, looking at Minho with a small smile. Minho smiled back and Seunghyun chuckled to himself. If Minho had a friend, it only made life better for Seunghyun.
“Then, let's eat,” he announced. Minho and Taemin looked at each other in glee before serving the food and sitting themselves down to eat with the other two.
What are we doing for the rest of the day?” Minho asked. Seunghyun looked at Jiyong with a questioning gaze and Jiyong smiled.
“I was hoping you guys could help me move in to my new place. I was going to do it yesterday, but I kept getting distracted.” At this, he gave Seunghyun a pointed glare.
The other man looked on with feigned innocence and both Taemin and Minho laughed.
“We'll help!” Taemin spoke up. “We can get Key and Jonghyun to help too! Onew said he would be busy today helping his mom.” Minho nodded his head and looked at his brother.
“Sure,” Seunghyun replied.
“So, you guys will help me?” Jiyong asked with a bright smile. Seunghyun nodded his head and Jiyong clapped his hands together. “Then we'll have to go get a truck!”
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Seunghyun didn't understand something about Jiyong. The man didn't have a job, but he had so much stuff! They had rented a moving truck to help them, but it seemed that the truck might not have enough room for all of the stuff that Jiyong had.
The storage garage that Jiyong's stuff was in was already big. Bigger than Seunghyun's apartment and still it didn't have enough room for Jiyong's stuff.
“We might have to make a return trip,” Taemin mused as he looked at the completely filled moving truck.
“Or seven,” Minho whispered. Seunghyun lifted his hand to hit his brother, but Taemin had beat him to it.
Seunghyun took a moment to look at Taemin-to really look at the boy. He seemed like everything that Minho wasn't. Happy, bright, talkative, frail. It was all there.
“I thought you had Jiyong already,” a voice called from behind him. Seunghyun turned to hit Kibum in the arm.
“They're good for each other,” Seunghyun replied vaguely.
“Is it that hard for you?” Jiyong asked as he walked over. “To let your brother go?”
“You don't understand just how much I never had him in the first place,” Seunghyun replied. “He was always his own man. Even at a young age. He could always do things for himself. I just didn't see it.”
Kibum smiled and turned back to where he saw Jonghyun, an older boy they had invited, closing the truck back. “You're learning,” Kibum muttered without looking back at Seunghyun. He left to go talk to the other boy and left Seunghyun with Jiyong.
“I don't want to let him go,” Seunghyun muttered.
“He's twelve,” Jiyong groaned. “So, stop being depressed. He's going to be with you for another six years. Don't fret.”
Seunghyun smiled and nodded. He turned back to Jiyong and grabbed the other around the waist. “So, Just how big is this place of yours?” he asked.
Jiyong grinned and shook his head. “You'll see for yourself.”
Seunghyun raised an eyebrow and watched Jiyong walk away towards the truck. “Let's go!” Jiyong called out. Four boys perked up and Seunghyun smiled. It was as if he had four brothers instead of one.
Getting to know the last one, Jonghyun, was fun. He was older than the other three, which made him a second year in middle school, but he acted like the youngest. He was always smiling, cracking jokes, and ultimately making the group feel better. Kibum, or Key, as his friends called him, liked to tease Jonghyun at every chance he got.
Seunghyun walked after Jiyong and climbed into the truck cab. He watched with amusement as the four boys situated themselves so that they all fit inside the truck. “Skinny little mongrels,” he commented when he saw them. Taemin stuck his tongue out at Seunghyun and they all laughed.
Jiyong, the only one with a driver's license, sat behind the wheel and drove the truck.
“This looks fancy,” Jonghyun commented when he saw the houses they were passing. Seunghyun silently agreed with him as he took note of the houses. They were big and elegant looking, something Seunghyun wasn't used to.
“That's a pretty house,” Taemin murmured as they came up to a large white house with extravagant design.
“That one's mine,” Jiyong replied. He slowed and stopped the truck in front of the house they were admiring.
“This one's yours?” Key asked disbelievingly. “No way!”
Seunghyun looked at Jiyong and raised an eyebrow.
“What?” Jiyong asked. “My father gave it to me as a gift! I now have a job!”
Seunghyun nodded slowly and pushed the four kids out of the truck so he could get out. “C'mon,” he called out. “Let's get this house furnished so we can go get the rest.”
There was a chorus of agreement from the four kids and they rushed to do their jobs as Jiyong went to unlock the door of the house. The door itself was a grand double entrance, something Seunghyun always thought was unnecessary until now. It could only be useful to move things in and out. And maybe intimidate people.
“He's loaded,” Key whispered to Seunghyun as he walked by the man. He gave a sly grin and walked away with the piece of furniture that he was carrying. Seunghyun had to admit, that's what this looked like. As if the man had lots of money and there was nothing to hide.
“Hurry up, Seunghyun!” Jiyong called from the doors. Seunghyun nodded his head and turned back to the truck to help.
“Hyung got lucky,” Minho said with a wide grin.
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“I thought it would be done in a few hours,” Key mumbled.
“So did I,” Seunghyun replied.
“Toughen up. You'll survive somehow.” Seunghyun hit Key and turned back to the television they had set up only an hour ago, six hours after they had started to move stuff into the house.
“Tell me why you have a job at such a nice restaurant. Last I checked, twelve-year-old kids are supposed to be studying and playing soccer in their free time. Not working.”
Key shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “My dad's the head cook. He told me that I'll have to take his spot when I turn seventeen, so I need to learn early in life. I've been cooking since you've been working there. By the time I turn fifteen, I should be a main cook, working right next to my dad. At least, that's what my dad tells me.”
“Are you okay with that?” Seunghyun asked, truly curious.
“It's not so bad,” Key replied with a shrug. “It's better than some kids who don't have a future. At least I don't have to worry much about mine.” Seunghyun chanced a glance at the boy and saw the pure depression on the kid's face. It made him bite his lip.
“Do what you truly want. Aspire,” Seunghyun told him.
Key smiled at Seunghyun and nodded his head. “I wouldn't mind that.” He stood up from the couch and disappeared off somewhere, leaving Taemin alone with Seunghyun.
“You might as well tell me now,” Seunghyun told the boy with a smile. “Am I going to get arrested for having you at my place?”
He looked at Taemin just in time to see the boy chuckle nervously. “No,” he said with a shake of his head. “Well, I don't think so. My mom and I got into a fight. She was telling me that I shouldn't hang out with Minho. And I don't want to give up my friendship with Minho any time soon.”
Seunghyun slowly nodded his head, but he knew that the reason was deeper than that. “Is that it?” he asked, willing to respect the boy and his choices.
Taemin shook his head and looked at Seunghyun with glazed eyes. “She told me that I couldn't hang out with Minho because of his brother. She said that you were a bad influence.” Taemin paused here to looked at Seunghyun with a focused gaze. “Is it true that you told my mom that you wouldn't mind if Minho was gay?”
Seunghyun smiled when he thought of the conversation he had with Taemin's mom on Friday and shook his head. “He is his own person. What he chooses is his own choice. I'll support him no matter.”
“I wish my mother would think the same,” Taemin mumbled as he shifted his eyes to his colorful shoes. “She hates me because I like guys. Just because I'm gay!”
Seunghyun frowned. He knew what that was like. One of the adults at the orphanage was the same way. Saying that he wouldn't go to “heaven.” Seunghyun didn't believe in Heaven. He believed in now.
“So, you got into a fight over that?” Seunghyun asked, not surprised that Taemin was telling him about his sexual preference.
“She kicked me out. Told me that she didn't want such a disgusting freak in the family. That my brother was going to be better than me.” Taemin looked at Seunghyun then and said “But he's a player that can't find love or a job!”
Seunghyun chuckled at Taemin's antics and nodded his head. “Well, whatever your mom says, you're welcome to stay at the apartment. Tell Minho to give you my number so that you can call me whenever you have a problem. Got it?”
Taemin's face lit up with a bright smile and he nodded his head. “Thanks!” he cried out. But then his face became sheepish and Seunghyun raised an eyebrow. “But there's something I wanted to ask you. Can I call you hyung?”
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“Was that the last one?” Jiyong asked as he drove the truck back to the rental dealership after dropping Key off.
“Yeah,” Seunghyun replied. “Taemin's staying at the apartment again and he's going to stop by his house before school to get his books while his mom's at work. Should be fine.”
Jiyong smiled and hummed in appreciation. “You have work tomorrow, don't you?” he asked.
Seunghyun nodded his head and frowned. “At eight. Why?” Jiyong pulled into a parking lot of some unnamed store and unbuckled his seatbelt after turning the engine off.
“That means I'll have to spend the first night in my home alone,” he told Seunghyun as he inched over to where Seunghyun sat. Seunghyun unbuckled his own seatbelt and automatically wrapped an arm around Jiyong's smaller shoulders.
“Is that really all you were worried about?” he asked. Jiyong smiled as he suddenly climbed atop of Seunghyun and sat in his lap, knees on either side of Seunghyun.
“You saw right through me,” Jiyong replied with a sly smile. Seunghyun rolled his eyes and slid both his arms around Jiyong's waist.
“You're not hard to read,” Seunghyun confessed. He was cut off with a quick kiss, but he wasn't going to start complaining soon.
“You talk too much,” Jiyong whispered.
“We are not having sex in a truck,” Seunghyun growled out.
“Not tonight,” Jiyong agreed. He pulled his hands back from where they had wrapped around Seunghyun's neck and unzipped his pants. “But this isn't really sex, is it?” He attacked Seunghyun with another kiss that stopped Seunghyun from complaining or objecting.
Jiyong's hands moved from his pants to Seunghyun and began to work them open. Soon, there was enough room where he could slide his hand into Seunghyun's boxer's and pull at his slowly growing erection.
Seunghyun moaned into Jiyong's mouth and gripped at his hips more tightly, pulling him forward. Jiyong simply gave the cock a rough stroke before bringing it out.
The younger, but bigger, man hissed when the cool air touched him and he pulled back from the kiss. “Just what are you planning?” he asked in a troubled breath.
“Something delicious and amazing,” Jiyong mumbled in reply. He brought there cocks together and stroked both erections at the same time. Seunghyun moaned and brought Jiyong closer for a kiss.
“And this isn't sex?” he asked against the other man's lips.
“Not really.”
Seunghyun rolled his eyes and moved from kissing Jiyong's lips to his jaw and neck. Finding a particular spot to suck, he bit down harshly, making Jiyong moan loudly. Seunghyun felt the taste of copper on his tongue, but he ignored it to lap at the bite.
While Seunghyun played vampire, Jiyong had made his movements more erratic on their erections. “I can barely wrap my hand around yours, how do you expect me to get off both?” he asked darkly.
Seunghyun chuckled and pulled one hand away from Jiyong's hip to help Jiyong's hand on both of their cocks. “How about I give you a hand?” he asked with another chuckle.
”Shit,” Jiyong growled out at the feel of the other man's hand. “I'm gonna-” Seunghyun cut him off with another kiss and soon Jiyong pulled back to cry out while he came. Seunghyun used the advantage Jiyong gave him to bite his neck again, grunting while he came.
“Have to leave,” Seunghyun ground out after they came down from their high.
“I have the truck until tomorrow morning.”
“No.”
Jiyong leaned forward and licked a stripe the base of Seunghyun's neck up to his jaw. There, he bit down similarly to how Seunghyun had earlier and Seunghyun clenched his eyes shut.
“How about now?”
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Fandom: Big Bang (With a side of SHINee)
Pairing/Characters: GTOP, Jiyong, 2Min, Seunghyun, Minho, Taemin, Jonghyun, Kibum
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: A little something-something! Learn about Key! Learn about Taemin's mom! Meet Jonghyun! Hear about Taemin's older brother? Can anyone guess who his older brother is?
Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2| Chapter 3|
“Hyung!”
Seunghyun clenched his eyes tighter and tightened his hold on whatever warm body he held that morning.
“Hyung! Wake up!”
Seunghyun opened his eyes to the brightness and frowned. “Why am I being awoken?” he asked.
“Your brother made you breakfast,” a voice answered. Seunghyun looked down at who he held and the events of the night before came rushing back. His mouth slowly turned up and he smiled as he leaned down and kissed Jiyong.
“Good morning,” Jiyong greeted, his voice sleep ridden.
“A very good morning indeed,” Seunghyun replied.
“Hyung!” Seunghyun looked up at the door and smiled.
“Minho,” he greeted.
“I made you breakfast! Taemin is a wonderful cook!”
Seunghyun lifted an eyebrow and nodded. “Then let's go eat,” he said as he sat up. Minho nodded and left the door way to go into the kitchen. Jiyong moved so that he was sprawled across Seunghyun's lap and he smiled up at the younger man.
“You're in a good mood,” he whispered.
“I should be,” Seunghyun replied. “I woke up next to you.”
Jiyong couldn't keep the amusement from his face and Seunghyun pulled him up for a kiss. “Now, clothes and breakfast.” Jiyong nodded and got up from the bed to move to where he had put his bag the night before. Today was a good day.
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“What did you make?” Seunghyun asked once they sat down at the table. Jiyong sat beside him and Taemin and Minho both smiled at each other.
“Pancakes,” Minho replied.
“Eggs!” Taemin followed up.
“Toast.”
“With three different kinds of jelly!”
“Ham.”
“And you both made all of this?” Seunghyun asked.
“We did,” Taemin replied, looking at Minho with a small smile. Minho smiled back and Seunghyun chuckled to himself. If Minho had a friend, it only made life better for Seunghyun.
“Then, let's eat,” he announced. Minho and Taemin looked at each other in glee before serving the food and sitting themselves down to eat with the other two.
What are we doing for the rest of the day?” Minho asked. Seunghyun looked at Jiyong with a questioning gaze and Jiyong smiled.
“I was hoping you guys could help me move in to my new place. I was going to do it yesterday, but I kept getting distracted.” At this, he gave Seunghyun a pointed glare.
The other man looked on with feigned innocence and both Taemin and Minho laughed.
“We'll help!” Taemin spoke up. “We can get Key and Jonghyun to help too! Onew said he would be busy today helping his mom.” Minho nodded his head and looked at his brother.
“Sure,” Seunghyun replied.
“So, you guys will help me?” Jiyong asked with a bright smile. Seunghyun nodded his head and Jiyong clapped his hands together. “Then we'll have to go get a truck!”
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Seunghyun didn't understand something about Jiyong. The man didn't have a job, but he had so much stuff! They had rented a moving truck to help them, but it seemed that the truck might not have enough room for all of the stuff that Jiyong had.
The storage garage that Jiyong's stuff was in was already big. Bigger than Seunghyun's apartment and still it didn't have enough room for Jiyong's stuff.
“We might have to make a return trip,” Taemin mused as he looked at the completely filled moving truck.
“Or seven,” Minho whispered. Seunghyun lifted his hand to hit his brother, but Taemin had beat him to it.
Seunghyun took a moment to look at Taemin-to really look at the boy. He seemed like everything that Minho wasn't. Happy, bright, talkative, frail. It was all there.
“I thought you had Jiyong already,” a voice called from behind him. Seunghyun turned to hit Kibum in the arm.
“They're good for each other,” Seunghyun replied vaguely.
“Is it that hard for you?” Jiyong asked as he walked over. “To let your brother go?”
“You don't understand just how much I never had him in the first place,” Seunghyun replied. “He was always his own man. Even at a young age. He could always do things for himself. I just didn't see it.”
Kibum smiled and turned back to where he saw Jonghyun, an older boy they had invited, closing the truck back. “You're learning,” Kibum muttered without looking back at Seunghyun. He left to go talk to the other boy and left Seunghyun with Jiyong.
“I don't want to let him go,” Seunghyun muttered.
“He's twelve,” Jiyong groaned. “So, stop being depressed. He's going to be with you for another six years. Don't fret.”
Seunghyun smiled and nodded. He turned back to Jiyong and grabbed the other around the waist. “So, Just how big is this place of yours?” he asked.
Jiyong grinned and shook his head. “You'll see for yourself.”
Seunghyun raised an eyebrow and watched Jiyong walk away towards the truck. “Let's go!” Jiyong called out. Four boys perked up and Seunghyun smiled. It was as if he had four brothers instead of one.
Getting to know the last one, Jonghyun, was fun. He was older than the other three, which made him a second year in middle school, but he acted like the youngest. He was always smiling, cracking jokes, and ultimately making the group feel better. Kibum, or Key, as his friends called him, liked to tease Jonghyun at every chance he got.
Seunghyun walked after Jiyong and climbed into the truck cab. He watched with amusement as the four boys situated themselves so that they all fit inside the truck. “Skinny little mongrels,” he commented when he saw them. Taemin stuck his tongue out at Seunghyun and they all laughed.
Jiyong, the only one with a driver's license, sat behind the wheel and drove the truck.
“This looks fancy,” Jonghyun commented when he saw the houses they were passing. Seunghyun silently agreed with him as he took note of the houses. They were big and elegant looking, something Seunghyun wasn't used to.
“That's a pretty house,” Taemin murmured as they came up to a large white house with extravagant design.
“That one's mine,” Jiyong replied. He slowed and stopped the truck in front of the house they were admiring.
“This one's yours?” Key asked disbelievingly. “No way!”
Seunghyun looked at Jiyong and raised an eyebrow.
“What?” Jiyong asked. “My father gave it to me as a gift! I now have a job!”
Seunghyun nodded slowly and pushed the four kids out of the truck so he could get out. “C'mon,” he called out. “Let's get this house furnished so we can go get the rest.”
There was a chorus of agreement from the four kids and they rushed to do their jobs as Jiyong went to unlock the door of the house. The door itself was a grand double entrance, something Seunghyun always thought was unnecessary until now. It could only be useful to move things in and out. And maybe intimidate people.
“He's loaded,” Key whispered to Seunghyun as he walked by the man. He gave a sly grin and walked away with the piece of furniture that he was carrying. Seunghyun had to admit, that's what this looked like. As if the man had lots of money and there was nothing to hide.
“Hurry up, Seunghyun!” Jiyong called from the doors. Seunghyun nodded his head and turned back to the truck to help.
“Hyung got lucky,” Minho said with a wide grin.
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“I thought it would be done in a few hours,” Key mumbled.
“So did I,” Seunghyun replied.
“Toughen up. You'll survive somehow.” Seunghyun hit Key and turned back to the television they had set up only an hour ago, six hours after they had started to move stuff into the house.
“Tell me why you have a job at such a nice restaurant. Last I checked, twelve-year-old kids are supposed to be studying and playing soccer in their free time. Not working.”
Key shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “My dad's the head cook. He told me that I'll have to take his spot when I turn seventeen, so I need to learn early in life. I've been cooking since you've been working there. By the time I turn fifteen, I should be a main cook, working right next to my dad. At least, that's what my dad tells me.”
“Are you okay with that?” Seunghyun asked, truly curious.
“It's not so bad,” Key replied with a shrug. “It's better than some kids who don't have a future. At least I don't have to worry much about mine.” Seunghyun chanced a glance at the boy and saw the pure depression on the kid's face. It made him bite his lip.
“Do what you truly want. Aspire,” Seunghyun told him.
Key smiled at Seunghyun and nodded his head. “I wouldn't mind that.” He stood up from the couch and disappeared off somewhere, leaving Taemin alone with Seunghyun.
“You might as well tell me now,” Seunghyun told the boy with a smile. “Am I going to get arrested for having you at my place?”
He looked at Taemin just in time to see the boy chuckle nervously. “No,” he said with a shake of his head. “Well, I don't think so. My mom and I got into a fight. She was telling me that I shouldn't hang out with Minho. And I don't want to give up my friendship with Minho any time soon.”
Seunghyun slowly nodded his head, but he knew that the reason was deeper than that. “Is that it?” he asked, willing to respect the boy and his choices.
Taemin shook his head and looked at Seunghyun with glazed eyes. “She told me that I couldn't hang out with Minho because of his brother. She said that you were a bad influence.” Taemin paused here to looked at Seunghyun with a focused gaze. “Is it true that you told my mom that you wouldn't mind if Minho was gay?”
Seunghyun smiled when he thought of the conversation he had with Taemin's mom on Friday and shook his head. “He is his own person. What he chooses is his own choice. I'll support him no matter.”
“I wish my mother would think the same,” Taemin mumbled as he shifted his eyes to his colorful shoes. “She hates me because I like guys. Just because I'm gay!”
Seunghyun frowned. He knew what that was like. One of the adults at the orphanage was the same way. Saying that he wouldn't go to “heaven.” Seunghyun didn't believe in Heaven. He believed in now.
“So, you got into a fight over that?” Seunghyun asked, not surprised that Taemin was telling him about his sexual preference.
“She kicked me out. Told me that she didn't want such a disgusting freak in the family. That my brother was going to be better than me.” Taemin looked at Seunghyun then and said “But he's a player that can't find love or a job!”
Seunghyun chuckled at Taemin's antics and nodded his head. “Well, whatever your mom says, you're welcome to stay at the apartment. Tell Minho to give you my number so that you can call me whenever you have a problem. Got it?”
Taemin's face lit up with a bright smile and he nodded his head. “Thanks!” he cried out. But then his face became sheepish and Seunghyun raised an eyebrow. “But there's something I wanted to ask you. Can I call you hyung?”
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“Was that the last one?” Jiyong asked as he drove the truck back to the rental dealership after dropping Key off.
“Yeah,” Seunghyun replied. “Taemin's staying at the apartment again and he's going to stop by his house before school to get his books while his mom's at work. Should be fine.”
Jiyong smiled and hummed in appreciation. “You have work tomorrow, don't you?” he asked.
Seunghyun nodded his head and frowned. “At eight. Why?” Jiyong pulled into a parking lot of some unnamed store and unbuckled his seatbelt after turning the engine off.
“That means I'll have to spend the first night in my home alone,” he told Seunghyun as he inched over to where Seunghyun sat. Seunghyun unbuckled his own seatbelt and automatically wrapped an arm around Jiyong's smaller shoulders.
“Is that really all you were worried about?” he asked. Jiyong smiled as he suddenly climbed atop of Seunghyun and sat in his lap, knees on either side of Seunghyun.
“You saw right through me,” Jiyong replied with a sly smile. Seunghyun rolled his eyes and slid both his arms around Jiyong's waist.
“You're not hard to read,” Seunghyun confessed. He was cut off with a quick kiss, but he wasn't going to start complaining soon.
“You talk too much,” Jiyong whispered.
“We are not having sex in a truck,” Seunghyun growled out.
“Not tonight,” Jiyong agreed. He pulled his hands back from where they had wrapped around Seunghyun's neck and unzipped his pants. “But this isn't really sex, is it?” He attacked Seunghyun with another kiss that stopped Seunghyun from complaining or objecting.
Jiyong's hands moved from his pants to Seunghyun and began to work them open. Soon, there was enough room where he could slide his hand into Seunghyun's boxer's and pull at his slowly growing erection.
Seunghyun moaned into Jiyong's mouth and gripped at his hips more tightly, pulling him forward. Jiyong simply gave the cock a rough stroke before bringing it out.
The younger, but bigger, man hissed when the cool air touched him and he pulled back from the kiss. “Just what are you planning?” he asked in a troubled breath.
“Something delicious and amazing,” Jiyong mumbled in reply. He brought there cocks together and stroked both erections at the same time. Seunghyun moaned and brought Jiyong closer for a kiss.
“And this isn't sex?” he asked against the other man's lips.
“Not really.”
Seunghyun rolled his eyes and moved from kissing Jiyong's lips to his jaw and neck. Finding a particular spot to suck, he bit down harshly, making Jiyong moan loudly. Seunghyun felt the taste of copper on his tongue, but he ignored it to lap at the bite.
While Seunghyun played vampire, Jiyong had made his movements more erratic on their erections. “I can barely wrap my hand around yours, how do you expect me to get off both?” he asked darkly.
Seunghyun chuckled and pulled one hand away from Jiyong's hip to help Jiyong's hand on both of their cocks. “How about I give you a hand?” he asked with another chuckle.
”Shit,” Jiyong growled out at the feel of the other man's hand. “I'm gonna-” Seunghyun cut him off with another kiss and soon Jiyong pulled back to cry out while he came. Seunghyun used the advantage Jiyong gave him to bite his neck again, grunting while he came.
“Have to leave,” Seunghyun ground out after they came down from their high.
“I have the truck until tomorrow morning.”
“No.”
Jiyong leaned forward and licked a stripe the base of Seunghyun's neck up to his jaw. There, he bit down similarly to how Seunghyun had earlier and Seunghyun clenched his eyes shut.
“How about now?”
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