Dolce Vita~
Go read this if you haven't yet, (they're messages sent between GD&TOP on CyWorld, a Korean social-networking site). And I make an allusion to it in the story. If you read them, you'll recognize it.
Here:
http://www.toptopia.tumblr.com/post/7520298791/between-gd-and-top-cyworld-messages-gtop
'Turtle~! Shell will be home soon :3' Seunghyun read before typing a reply. 'well don't take to long Shell- Turtle will make his way home now.' He placed the phone in his pocket before hurrying home. It was fun to play along with Jiyong's childish jokes.
He opened the door to his lavishly furnished villa. He had always been rich, his whole life. As a kid, he'd been fat- got picked on. He was the epitome of humiliation in those days. But upon entering High School, he'd made it a point to slim down, and tone up.
And he had. All because of his constant inspiration. That's right, Jiyong was his muse, the reason he'd spent countless hours upon countless hours in the gym. Turning fat into muscle. When Jiyong had finally noticed Seunghyun loss of body fat, he'd had the adverse effect that Seunghyun thought his weight loss would have on Jiyong.
'WHAT HAVE YOU DONE HYUNNIE?!' he clearly remembers Ji yelling before embracing his (now) slender form, only to push his away, only moments later. 'Hyunnie, you're not my Teddy anymore!' Ji had pouted and turned away.
'But Ji~! Aren't you happy for me???' Ji had adamantly shaken his head and scowled at Seunghyun. 'I liked you the way you were Hyunnie~ why'd you change? Who were you trying to impress?'
That was the day Seunghyun realized he was head-over-heels for the eccentric fashionista known as Kwon Jiyong. Now, years later, in college, the duo was living together. Seunghyun had decided to hide his feelings from Jiyong. But livin with, and being around the lively young adult just made things harder for him.
He'd never realized he'd gotten lost in such an extensive reverie of memories involving Jiyong and himself. He made his way to the shower, quickly undressing and turning up the hot water. He showered for what seemed like years, before exiting and dressing.
Spending all that time with Jiyong had made a acute fashion-sense rub off on himself. Now, he was capable of choosing his own outfits without needing to consult Jiyong (as much, that is.)
He'd carefully chosen a plain black low-cut v-neck, (yellow, black, and green) plaid flannel pants, and a navy-inspired robe with rope patterns. (yes, I did just use his pajamas from 'Baby Goodnight'. Sue me.) Needless to say, he was a real Rico Suave.
He went to the kitchen, grabbed a glass of (expensive) champagne, two glasses- one for Jiyong and himself, and made the trek back to his room. He poured himself a glass of the champagne, got on his bed, and picked up his glasses. What can he say? Reading has always- always, been his favorite pass time.
He picked up his copy of 'And Then There Were None' by one of his favorite authors; along with his reading glasses. (also the same glasses from Baby Goodnight). He'd been reading for about an hour when he heard Jiyong's voice. It interrupted the silence, and his train of thought.
"Hyunnie~ your shell is home! Did you miss me?" Seunghyun heard some shuffling before he was looking up from his novel to see Jiyong. He was leaning on the doorframe dressed in what (appeared to be) average college student attire.
He wore average dark wash jeans that were painted on to his small legs. And an army green military-style postman jacket. (yes, this is the outfit from the BB Secret Garden parody. Where Daesung does his famous 'SMELL?')
An average college student straight down to his brown Dr.Martens' boots (which Seunghyun had bought for him.)
His bag was hanging over shoulder still. He'd just gotten home.
"so, Hyung~ miss me?" Seunghyun just smirked and nodded a bit. "well, you'll have to miss me just a little bit longer Hyunnie~ I have to shower!"
Seunghyun chuckled to himself for a moment, before turning his attention back to the murder-mystery he loved.
{two hours later}
Jiyong waltz in, his slippers dragging the floor as he went. White v-neck, (strange) white flannel pants, and a black (tight-fitting, leopard print) jacket. Jiyong sure had fashion sense.
He climbed wordlessly onto the bed, pushing Seunghyun's novel aside just long enough to recline his back against Seunghyun's (tone...) chest. Needless to say, this was a nightly occurrence, but made things awfully difficult for Seunghyun.
So instead of noticing how perfectly they fit together, or how soft Ji's hair was as Seunghyun tucked Ji's head under his chin. So, instead of noticing all of those things- he went back to reading his novel, in hopes of stifling and satiating his perverse need to make Ji his.
"Hyunnie~"
Ji said looking up to, and staring at Seunghyun.
"Yes?" Seunghyun replied, not looking up from his novel.
"Hyunnie~ Hyung~ TOP-hyung~ Seunghyun-hyung~"
Seunghyun never replied to that.
"Hyunnie!" Ji turned a bit, and lightly punched Seunghyun's chest.
Seunghyun looked down and was face-to-face with the cutest pout he'd ever seen in. his. life. He didn't even know such a thing was possible, but Ji had that sort of effect. "What is it now Jiyong? Hyung is trying to read a novel here." Seunghyun feigned annoyance.
"Read me a story Hyung~?"
Ji said with more innocence than Seunghyun knew was capable of an eighteen year old.
"Fine. Pick one out, but nothing too stupid this time?" Ji got off the bed and went to Seunghyun's bookshelf and picked a book.
Before settling on the bed again, in his previous position. "Here you go Hyunnie~" Ji said handing over the book. And as he feared... It was 'Don't Let The Pigeon Stay Up Late.' ('why do I even own this?' ) He just sighed and shook his head before opening it and starting on the first page.
Since Ji had never read a book (by himself) in his life, Seunghyun always read them to him. If there were two-words a page, Ji wouldn't even dare open it. He was just that lazy. But it was just all the more endearing to Seunghyun.
Seunghyun never tires of Ji's stifled giggles, and sometimes full-out laughs at the childish book. His smiles and laughs, making Seunghyun smile and laugh in return. Jiyong was positively glowing- he was beautiful. (and oh so tempting~).
"Aw Hyung~ Another! Another!"
"Hold on just a second,"
Seunghyun said before grabbing his (almost) empty champagne glass and putting it to his lips. Drinking it in sensually.
Jiyong pulled the glass down to his level and took a sip or two. (despite being underage!)
"This is for Hyung, not for you- you're a minor." Seunghyun said, a smug smirk crawling onto his face as he took the glass from Ji.
"Just a little?"
"Not even." A loud exhale on Jiyong's part. "Hyunnie~ you're no fun. Just read my book?"
They ended up reading yet another Pigeon book. Seunghyun had to admit, he did sort of like the blue-creature. It reminded him so much of Jiyong; Stubborn, Strong-willed, but childish, horribly cute and addicting. Yep- that was Jiyong.
Seunghyun [at the finish of the book] looked at Ji, who's head was resting on his [TOP's] shoulder. Looking back. His lips were puffy and moist, and just so soft looking. He just had to. He grabbed Jiyong's chin and went in for the kill.
It happened so fast, and was so unexpected. Jiyong didn't even have time to prepare himself. He felt his Hyung's smooth, velvety lips ghost his lightly, testing the connection. He was so dazed. He couldn't even think straight right now.
He felt Seunghyun's hot tongue push past his lips. He was so desperate and nervous- he couldn't seem to get a grip on Seung who'd pinned him to the backboard (without him realizing). He finally gripped onto his shoulder, suddenly he had butter-fingers for no apparent reason.
Seunghyun was basically mouth-raping him. He was so aggressive, but in a passionate (positive) way. Jiyong couldn't hold it back anymore.
"Hyun~" Came Jiyong's breathy moan against Seunghyun's ear as he devoured his neck.
"Ah~ Hyunnie~" Ji moaned once more, digging long (feminine) fingernails into Seunghyun's clothed shoulder. Seunghyun was licking, sucking, and biting on whatever exposed skin he could find on Jiyong. The skin of his neck, collarbones, and shoulders was so creamy and smooth, he couldn't stop.
Seunghyun could only hear whimpers coming out of Ji, as he continued his attack on his neck. He would've never figured Jiyong was so sensitive. He felt Jiyong pull him up to face him. Jiyong's dainty hand was at the back of his neck pulling him in for a heated kiss.
Upon breaking the kiss (for air) Seunghyun found himself (quickly) becoming infatuated with Jiyong's neck, (again) seeing as it brought out the most precious mewls and sighs from Ji's beautiful mouth.
He trailed his left hand downward, his pushed it under Ji's white shirt, feeling his slender abdomen. Bunching up the shirt as he felt along. His right hand trailing down to Jiyong's pants line, gripping his [slightly] protruding hip-bone.
Jiyong's eyes were mixed with eagerness and something akin to fear. And that's when it donned on Seunghyun that Jiyong was still a virgin. He'd forgotten so fast, and he mentally slapped himself for it.
"Ah, Ji, I'm sorry- Hyung had completely forgotten. We can stop- if your scared, let's just stop." he was rambling.
"No, Hyunnie- I want to... P-please?" Jiyong was scared Seunghyun could tell.
But Jiyong, being Jiyong- wasn't a quitter. He'd do this just to prove it to himself. But Seunghyun couldn't live with feeling that he'd force Jiyong into this.
He was surprised when he felt Jiyong flip them over.
It was Jiyong's turn to devour Seunghyun's neck. He made quick work of Seunghyun's robe, and was working on his v-neck now.
"Jiyong." Seunghyun's voice had turned firm, his larger hands gripping and stilling Jiyong's smaller ones.
"Stop. I don't want to regret this, and I don't want you to either." Jiyong obviously wasn't taking Seunghyun too seriously. He continued to try and get Seunghyun's tight fitting shirt off of him. Seunghyun had had just about enough.
He flipped them and pinned Jiyong down.
"You're not ready for this yet Jiyong! So stop forcing yourself! You're not going to disappoint me, so get that illusion out of your head! You have nothing to prove to me, so just stop?"
Jiyong thrashed around in Seunghyun's hold for a bit before just deciding to pout. "What if I am ready? Hyung~ What if every time after this, I'm too scared to? Eventually you'll lose patience and find someone else, and I don't want that to happen Hyunnie~ I love you, you're mine."
Seunghyun sighed and looked down at Jiyong with only care and concern in his eyes. "Ji, I love you too. And I'll wait, okay? I haven't been with anyone in months- and that has taught me at least some patience. We'll do this one night- but not tonight. Not until you're really ready."
Jiyong was fuming. He appreciated Seunghyun concern and all, but he really wanted this. He wanted to do this, and he wanted to do it with Seunghyun. He figured that Seunghyun's resolve can't be too set in stone. So maybe, if he tempted him enough, he could break it.
So deciding on that, he wrapped his legs around Seunghyun's hips and began grinding upward into Seunghyun's crotch. With nothing but flimsy pajama pants between them, it was creating some delicious friction.
Jiyong had wrapped his arms around Seunghyun's neck and was now licking and nibbling on the shell of Seunghyun's ear.
"Ah~ Seunghyun-ah," Jiyong moaned into Seunghyun ear and he continued to thrust upward into him.
Jiyong heard Seunghyun growl. "You want this so bad, Yonngie? Fine. We'll do this since you can't seem to wait." He unwrapped Jiyong's legs from him, and pulled Ji's shirt off. He pulled his own shirt off and then reached for Jiyong's flimsy pants.
Jiyong was scared, this was going to fast- he didn't want this he wanted Seunghyun to want to, too. He didn't want this to be a 'let's do this and get it over with, the sooner the better'. When he felt Seunghyun cold fingers slip past his pants line and about to enter his boxers, he began to sob.
And when he did, Seunghyun immediately stopped, pulled his hand from Jiyong's pants and pulled him into a hug.
"Shushhhh~ Yonngie, it's okay. I wasn't going to do it. I promise. I was just trying to prove to you that... We just need to wait a bit. You're not ready to go all the way just yet."
Jiyong's sobs slowly became sniffles after Seunghyun had rolled off of him and settled beside him instead. He'd pulled Jiyong flush against his chest, and began to rub circles into his exposed back. When he could no longer hear sniffles, he knew Jiyong had fallen asleep.
Seunghyun kissed him on the forehead, before whispering, "I love you Jiyong..." and sealing it with a small kiss to Jiyong's lips.
Jiyong smiled in his sleep, and that's all Seunghyun needed to see before he himself nodded off.
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