Short Stories (Holiday Collection)
Title: Short Stories (Holiday Collection)
Author: fireseop
Pairings: Doojoon/Yoseob, Hyunseung/Yoseob, Junhyung/Yoseob, Junhyung/Dongwoon, Kikwang/Yoseob, Dongwoon/Yoseob
Summary: A small collection of stories, inspired by my short, recent holiday. They’re all more or less drabbles. Each are non-related stories and generally based around the Seob couple.
Author’s Note: I wrote all of these on my holiday whilst I was being ill. I got inspiration as I did each little thing, sometimes enjoying and sometimes not. The Junhyung/Dongwoon never really seemed like a common couple and I know I don’t particularly ship them but it just fit the story better than and Seob couple. There’s also been a lack of Seob pairing posts since I’ve last been on. Please read and comment!
01. Doojoon/Yoseob | Rating: G | Words: 201
“Aish, Hyung~ it’s cold and boring!” The younger male pouted as he huddled more against the Leader. Shivering and adjusting his hoodie. “It shouldn’t be cold, we’re on a beach! It’s summer. It’s supposed to be hot!” As he continued to whine the elder glanced at him and smiled, pulling him in closer.
“Look Seobie, it’s cold because were on the sea front with no protection from the wind. Now could you be just a little bit quieter so that you don’t scare the fish I’m trying to catch for dinner?” The younger male only pouted more.
“Make me.” The smaller boy mumbled, again adjusting his hoodie, turning his head to the other as a pair of lips made his way to his, meeting them and moving against them slowly.
As Doojoon ran his tongue along his lover’s bottom lip before sliding it into his mouth and rubbing against the singer’s tongue gently. The elder pulled him in closer, deepening the kiss and smiling into it just as he pulled away; panting gently with a slight chuckle as the other blushed and huddled closer. Quiet. Just as the fishing rod began to sway and tug; their dinner was on the line.
02. Doojoon/Yoseob | Rating: G | Words: 309
Something for Woonie.
Something for Kiki.
Something for Junnie.
Something for Hyunseungie.
Now what about Doojoon…
“Oi Seob!” A muscular man made his way through a small crowed shop towards the smaller man that seemed to blend in almost perfectly. “Aigoo, are you almost done? I think the tour is going to leave soon. What’s all this stuff for?”
“There presents for the others~ aren’t you getting anything?” A pair of deep brown eyes glanced up at him. Smiling the other nodded and began to search as well, choosing all of his things without a doubt and fast whilst the singer was left with the hard choice of finding a gift for the leader; his lover.
Giving in he sighed and went to find the elder.
“Aish, Doojoonie…have you seen anything you like?” Amused the elder shook his head.
“Seobie you know that you don’t have to get me anything. I won’t let you, now hurry up and pay for that before we miss our coach!” Nodding the smaller boy went to pay and quickly grabbed a few bits and bobs from the shelves as he went.
Yes. Doojoon would like these. Maybe I’ll show him later though, when we’re alone. And we have a bed.
As he went to find his lover by the door, the bigger man gently ushered him out of the door by placing a hand on his lower back and pushing gently only to keep it there as they walked to the coach. A casual gesture but to Yoseob it meant the world; they couldn’t hold hands and kiss like all of the other couples. They were idols and two males so these little things were the only contact they’d get other than fan service. Yoseob only needed these simple things and he savoured them and hung onto them as the days go by.
03. Hyunseung/Yoseob | Rating: PG | Words: 345
The singer sighed and leaned up against the hotel room door.
“Ya! Hyunseung-ah! We’re going to be late if you keep messing about, hurry up! Doojoon-Hyung is going to kill us!” The smaller, stressed boy watched his boyfriend as he fixed his pants and hair for the last time before strutting over and pulling the younger boy into a deep kiss; a playful grin plastered on his face, as if he was proud.
“Aigoo baby! Calm down. Doojoonie won’t mind~ come on, I’m ready now!” He smiled and grabbed the brunette boy’s hand tightly, leading him out of the room and down the hallway.
After about 5 minutes of endless turns and many flights of stairs the younger boy looked about.
“Hyunseungie…haven’t we already gone past the exit?” The dancer being as stubborn as he is, shook his head and continued walking; ignoring the younger boy who was directing him as he took the opposite directions, hoping to be right himself.
After about another 5 minutes, having no suscess in finding the dinner hall or the others. The younger boy sighed and walked closer, letting go of the elder’s hand and wrapping it around his waist as the hand he was just holding appeared round his shoulders and a small kiss was pressed to his neck.
“I don’t mind being late anymore. You can fight off Hyung,” he smiled amusedly before glancing up at him, a hint of something in his eye; passion, maybe? “Want to go back to the room and…y’know?” He winked as the other kissed his lips and pulled away teasingly.
“You have the key, right?”
“Aniyo? I thought you took the key…”
“I didn’t get it because I thought you had it!”
“Aish! How are we going to get into the room?!”
“Come on, I think the reception is this way~ we can get a new one there.” The taller male continued the twisting of corners on a hour search to find the front office so that they could get a key, find their room again and have some alone time.
04. Hyunseung/Yoseob | Rating: PG-13 | Words: 189
“Seungie, maybe you should calm down. You’ve already had a few glasses,” said the younger, more sober man as he pulled the glass away from his lover’s lips.
“Aniyo, it’s only my 5th one. I’m great at holding alcohol, you’re the weak drinker. Don’t worry; I’ll carry you back so you can have a few more~” said the other intoxicated one. Yoseob could tell he was on the way to being drunk by the pink tinge on his cheeks and the way his words were slightly on the slurred side. Sighing the singer decided that it would be best not to have any more drinks as he knew that he’d be the one holding the elder up on the way back to the hotel room.
A few hours later that is exactly what happened.
“You look,” hic, “Really hot in that,” hic, “Suit.” Blushing Yoseob pulled the dancer along. “Can we have sex when we get back? You can keep the suit on. It’s hot.”
“Seung, honey, shh,” Ignoring the other the singer pulled the dancer closer, holding him up more and pulling him along quicker, “People are trying to sleep.”
05. Hyunseung/Yoseob | Rating: PG | Words: 242
All the couples gathered on the dance floor; holding each other close and moving slowly together in sync; some were kissing deeply, other grinding against one another and some keeping it completely clean. However in a more secluded corner were two boys; both of similar age, smiling at one another as the taller boy held the smaller one close moving only slightly as his lover tried to follow.
“Aish, Hyunseungie~” he giggled still trying to follow the other, staring at their feet, “You know I can’t dance well!” The taller man smiled and took his chin gently in his hand and tilted it upwards so he could access the others lips; kissing him gently.
“You can dance perfectly well, don’t pretend you can’t. Just follow me.” Pulling him closer he began to move a little more. Yoseob followed as best as he could, standing on the elder’s foot a few times and squeaking with apology afterwards. The dancer only brushed them off and continued, and as they got into a more frequent and comfortable sequence they both relaxed. Hyunseung resting his head on top of the smaller brunette’s as he rested it on the red-head’s shoulder, comfortably.
Sighing happily the singer pulled the other slightly closer, adjusting his head on his lover’s shoulder and pressing a small kiss where his lips lay.
“Hyunseung…saranghae.”
“Saranghaeyo~” the low mummer was the last thing either said for the rest of the evening that they danced.
06. Junhyung/Yoseob | Rating: PG | Words: 221
They were both curled up happily on their not-so-comfortable, hotel bed. Their room was coated with a few booze bottles, askew clothes lying about the floor and bare bed and several different electronic devices and products on the tables and desks.
Yoseob was lying on his stomach on top of a pillow, close to his lover who was beside him, hugging him tightly; asleep. They were watching an old-fashioned movie on the hotel TV; both tired from having gone swimming earlier but only one was sleeping, the other was watching the movie happily; enjoying it. It was about halfway through and the scene was set in a pub, with lots of woman wearing revealing dresses. Suddenly, being pulled closer and into an awkwardly comfortable position, the rapper opened an eye mumbling something about them sleepily.
Raising an eyebrow the brunette turned his attention to him.
“You know I get jealous~ don’t call them pretty!” The small boy pouted and watched the other smirk and turn onto his back, stroking the singer’s back gently with his hand.
“You know, you’d look hotter in the dresses. Where can we get you one of those?”
“N-No way. Geez, you’re so embarrassing! Go back to sleep.” The singer kissed his forehead and smiled as the older boy laughed and pulled him closer again, going back to sleep.
07. Junhyung/Dongwoon | Rating: G | Words: 102
The sun was beating down on the two boys as they played about the beach; the younger boy was playing in the sand, writing the other band member’s names and taking pictures to give to them.
Kikwang
Yoseob
Hyunseung
Doo-
“Ya! Hyung~” the Makane whined as the older rapper kicked the sand covering up the name and destroying his work, “Stop it! It’s a present for Hyung!”
“The only Hyung you should be giving presents is me~ now let’s go in the sea Makane!” The elder man said dragging the other by his legs to the sea, dunking him and splashing him.
08. Kikwang/Yoseob | Rating: PG | Words: 313
Her eyes were such a deep brown, deeper than the small boy’s. He was watching her, staring into them. As was his boyfriend beside him who smiled charmingly and agreed to dance with her, to fill in for her partner in the show; he was sick. Sick Yoseob’s ass, all that was going through the main singer at the moment was things like: ‘What a scheming cow.’ ‘I can see right through you! He’s mine!’ ‘Back off! You’re not dancing with him!’
“I’ll do it.”
She grinned and nodded; thanking the two boys several times before wandering away, backstage. Motioning for them to follow her; Kikwang followed her happily and entered backstage. Yoseob followed closely to the slightly-taller man only to be stopped and glared at by some bodyguards.
“Only performers are allowed. Sorry.”
“But…I’m with him,” The elder boy pouted at the two large men as they wouldn’t let him through and looked for Kikwang to come and rescue him. He didn’t. Sighing, the singer walked back sadly and sat in their seat near the front, which they had originally chose to sit and watch the show in.
The lights dimmed.
Two spotlights appeared; Kikwang in one and her in the other.
Music began.
So did their dancing.
It was intimate. It was close. Yoseob didn’t like it. Kikwang did; he didn’t see what Yoseob saw. The way she was looking at him; passion burning in her eyes. He was just being nice, doing his job as a dancer; smiling politely. His face dropped, he couldn’t keep up the act as he saw Yoseob stand up and leave in a hurry, tears running down his face. He pulled away from her quickly; bowing and apologizing. He ran off to find his lover and assure him that he loved nobody but him and would do for eternity, kissing the top of his head.
09. Kikwang/Yoseob | Rating: PG-13 | Words: 347
“Aish! Oppa! You’re so strong.”
“You’re really hot.”
“How did you get so strong?”
“You must work out a lot!”
“How tiring! You must have a lot of stamina too!”
“Next time you work out, let me give you a massage, Oppa!”
“No, let me! I’m cuter!”
If there was something Kikwang loved more than his dear singer it was attention; especially if it involved his muscles. He was enjoying this far too much that he had forgotten about his beloved. Swarms of girls surrounded him. Complimented him and not once did he think about Yoseob; until he saw him, swimming in the corner, watching from afar. Alone. A pang of guilt suddenly hit him hard as he looked at all the girls around him, all of them trying to woo him.
He thought for a while and before his cheeky smile appeared on his face a small pout could have been found.
“I’m really sorry ladies but my friend is calling me. He’s lonely~ I’ll see you around!” He winked and hoped they wouldn’t follow before making his way to his lover, swimming through swarms of people; families and singles.
“My baby fish better swim fast before this shark comes and gets it!” He called smirking and swimming underwater, sliding his arms around his waist before popping up in front of the smaller man’s face. “Aish. So this is where you got to. I’ve been looking for you for ages~”
“Aniyo! You’ve been flirting with all of your friends over there~ don’t lie to your Hyung.”
“You’re not really my Hyung though, are you? Only three months. I’m your Yeobo and you’re my Jaiga!” He grinned and kisses the boy’s lips, pulling him over to a more private corner, sitting him down on the step in the water and crawling on top. “Are you angry, Jaiga? You know I’d never want to make you angry! Sa~ran~ghae.”
Blushing, the elder kissed him quickly on the lips and looked around cautiously.
“What if someone sees...Yeobo,” the dancer smirked triumphantly before claiming the brunette’s lips again.
He was forgiven.
10. Dongwoon/Yoseob | Rating: G | Words: 177
Chirp chirp.
“Hyuuuuunnggg~” called a tired voice from far behind. The smaller boy turned around and noticed that the Makane wasn’t anywhere to be found. Laughing slightly the singer followed the voice to find the source; his lover. He wasn’t even in the small wood yet, he was still on the steep rocks above the beach.
“Aish, Woonie! Come here! Quick! I can here birds! Come on! Run!”
"But Hyung! I’m tired!” The taller boy ran to the elder boy, panting.
“Why did we have to go walking? I hate walking.”
“Don’t you think the view is pretty~ it’ll do you good to breath in the sea air.”
Chirp chirp.
“Aish, what kind of bird is it Hyung?” Dongwoon said happily, looking up to the trees; trying to find it.
“It’s a…Yoseob bird! Chirp chirp. Chirp chirp.” He said laughing and doing his talented bird noises, whilst flapping around. It was one of his ayegos; very cute. Dongwoon could never resist them. He smiled widely and ran after the other, pulling him into a bone crushing hug.