Love Me The Same (2/3)
Junmyeon returns to work at the end of one month of his cast on. His parents have given him the okay, and the doctors have given him the okay as long as he isn't on his feet too much. Yifan had always thought it was cruel to make people who work behind the counter stand up on their feet all day, so the stools had already been there before Junmyeon started working at the gallery.
The day that Junmyeon is scheduled to come back Yifan goes and buys a large arrangement of flowers, with the vase this time, and comes it right when he knows there is going to be a lull in traffic to hand them to Junmyeon. Junmyeon's attention is on the door and all he sees in the flowers at first, and not Yifan's face.
Yifan sets the vase down, to the side. "That was way heavier than it should have been."
"Flowers? For?"
"Mostly you, if you read the little card that's somewhere lost in the roses, daisy's, tulips, and whatever else. But also, for Hwasa and Soojung. Since they were kind enough to pick up your shifts."
Junmyeon laughs and reaches forward to dig his hand around for the card. He finds it easily, little droplets of water clinging to the paper and he shakes it off before opening and reading it.
Junmyeon,
I'm glad to have you back
and I hope you have a speedy
recovery. I enjoy working with
you and enjoy your company
-Yifan
"Awe. Thank you. They're so nice."
"I figured I'd make up for the flowers that Chanyeol didn't give you, plus a little extra."
"You mean a lot extra. Chanyeol still hasn't gotten me flowers. In fact, we haven't really talked too much since the accident. My parents didn't let him visit when I was with them, and he didn't stop by my dorm as much as he usually does. Yeah, he drove me here, but it was really awkward. So these are nice, they brighten my day up."
"Anything to make you feel better."
Hwasa is waiting for anyone who may be interested in a tour to come in and when she hears that she gags. "Yifan, no offense, but you sound like a love struck teenager."
Yifan snaps his fingers to shut her up, and he hopes Junmyeon can't see the flush on his cheeks or the tint of red at the tips of his ears. He didn't think he was really that noticeable.
"Whatever, Hwasa. Yifan and I are just good friends. He listens to me."
"Suuuuuuuuure." Hwasa drawls it out as the eye contact she makes with Yifan intensifies. "Keep telling yourself that."
"Hwasa, you don't even know what you're talking about."
Hwasa simply raises her eyebrows and attends to the newest person to enter the gallery.
"She has jokes, doesn't she?" Junmyeon whispers so that their conversation isn't overheard. "Yeah." Yifan answers, but he can't even look Junmyeon in the eyes as he says this, and he's glad that Junmyeon can't pick up on his actual feelings.
That night, when the gallery is closes, Yifan is surprised to find that Junmyeon is the last one there besides Kyungsoo and himself. "What are you still doing here?" Yifan feels bad for not making his presence known because Junmyeon nearly jumps to the moon.
"Oh. Chanyeol hasn't picked me up yet. I'm sure he's on his way. He's probably running late."
Yifan crosses his arms and nods to himself, knowing full well why Chanyeol isn't here. He excuses himself for a moment before going to the back to tell Kyungsoo he's taking Junmyeon home.
"I hope you mean his home."
"Of course I do, what else would I mean?"
Kyungsoo sighs and removes his reading glasses before pushing the fringe of his bangs away from his forehead. "I see how you look at him, Yifan. It's the same way you used to look at Minseok, before you two broke up. I know that you hook up with Yixing all the time, and you drink yourself stupid just so you don't have to deal with it. Yifan, the breakup was two years ago, and I know you're lonely, as much as you don't want to admit to me or yourself."
Yifan feels his heart clinch at the mention of Minseok. He was so in love with Minseok that it hurt. And then Minseok broke it off once he got transferred out of the country, into China, saying he didn't want a long distance relationship. He had even discouraged Yifan from going, because he didn't want Yifan to give up or risk his career for him. It had hurt him so much, and Kyungsoo was the only one he was willing to talk to about it.
"I know you, Yifan. And I know that you somehow always manage to get your way. And Junmyeon is young. You like him, but he has a boyfriend and a life outside of work. If you do decide that you want an actual relationship with Junmyeon, and not just someone to fuck, you better not pressure him into anything."
"Even though he's eleven years younger than me, you're giving me the okay to have a relationship with him?"
"Age doesn't mean everything, Yifan. You're both legal, and as long as he consents to a relationship with you, if you choose to make your feelings known to him, who am I to stop you? But right now, he's still with his boyfriend, so back off. Take him to his house, and you go to yours and jack off in the shower. Alright?"
"Alright."
Yifan jingles his keys this time to let Junmyeon know that he's there, and Junmyeon looks back at him. "You're leaving?"
"Taking you to your dorm, actually. Chanyeol still hasn't shown up, and my car is just as good as his. You texted him, right?"
"Yes."
"Did he respond?"
"No."
"That settles it, come on, I'll help you."
Junmyeon has to use crutches to get around, though on the way to his dorm, through the instructions, he tells Yifan that when he's on campus he'll use his wheelchair when he has to go far, and one of his friends usually pushes him around.
Junmyeon lives on the third floor in his dorm building, and after Yifan parks the car and helps Junmyeon out, he offers to help him to his door.
"You don't have to."
"I don't, but I am a gentleman."
Junmyeon walks into the building first, and in the foyer is the person who checks the ID of all who enter. The man looks Yifan up and down and listens as Junmyeon explains that Yifan is just helping him to his dorm then leaving, and the man waves Yifan through, saying that if he isn't back in fifteen minutes without a word from Junmyeon he will call the campus police.
Junmyeon sags against the elevator walls as it goes up two floors. "Even with the padding they hurt my underarms." he tells Yifan while lifting a crutch a little off the floor.
Yifan keeps his promise and helps Junmyeon right up to his door, and while Junmyeon is fumbling around his pockets looking for his keys Yifan knocks on the door loudly. The door opens soon after, and the person that opens it is unbelievably handsome, and he stares at Yifan before looking at Junmyeon.
"We've been worried about you. Where have you been?"
"Chanyeol was a no show picking me up."
The guy, whose face remains passively blank, looks back to Yifan. "Who is this?"
"This is my boss."
"The guy that drew you the picture? The one you said is really h-"
"Ah, aH!" Junmyeon raises his voice and talks over whatever the guy is saying. "Yes, Sehun, this is my boss. He was nice enough to bring me home."
"Thanks." Sehun says before pulling Junmyeon towards him. "You can go now, he's home." Sehun then shuts the door in Yifan's face.
It's okay though, because later that night when Yifan is in bed, right before he opens the bottle of beer that is on his nightstand, he gets a text saying, Sorry about Sehun. He's just protective over me. Don't lose sleep over it. Goodnight. And for once, Yifan gets out of bed to put the beer back into the refrigerator.
-
Yifan shows up to the gallery early one day just to get a look around the place in peace. He's been thinking of having some of his artwork moved around, and having more lighting installed in the rooms so the pictures look better overall. After finishing that last painting for the client, which he was paid handsomely for, he decided to spend the extra money on upgrades for his building.
The blinds are still closed and the lights are off when he unlocks the front door, so he nearly jumps out his skin when he turns around to find Junmyeon sitting at the cashier seat, eyes red, and crutches laying helplessly on the floor.
"Junmyeon? What are you doing here? It's seven in the morning. You don't have to work until nine." Yifan walks forward ready to comfort his friend, who is now wiping at his eyes with his long sleeve.
"I just needed to be alone. I came here because Kyungsoo doesn't come until 8:30, the rest of the employee's don't come until almost nine. You don't come until after nine."
"Why are you here? Did Chanyeol leave you here?"
"No. Chanyeol is the reason I'm here though." Junmyeon makes a pitiful attempt at a laugh because it dies down to a few sniffles. "We broke up. I didn't want to go back to my dorm because our mutual friends live with me, and I wasn't ready to answer any questions."
"Oh. Jun, I'm sorry to hear that." No he wasn't, but he has to keep up the illusion. "If Chanyeol didn't drive, how'd you get here?"
"Another friend of mine. I should have known something was up two months ago when Chanyeol didn't pick me up or answer any of my texts. He apologized, but he's been distancing himself away from me. Worst part is, he didn't even break up with me in person. He sent me a text. A text. At four in the morning." He wipes his face with his long sleeve and says, "I wanted to be alone.. could I get some privacy?"
"No problem." Yifan leaves to attend to the things he came here to originally do, though Junmyeon is in the back of his mind the entire time. By the time the other employees have came and clocked in, Junmyeon looks normal, but his smile doesn't look at genuine as it usually does.
-
At the end of the shift Junmyeon looks positively uneasy as he picks up his crutches and slowly makes his way to the back to clock out. Yifan follows behind and waits until Junmyeon punches in his number and clocks out to ask, "Do you need a place to stay for the night? With the whole roommate thing?"
Junmyeon looks surprised as he slowly does a pivot on his crutches. "And there I was, thinking you were only pretending to listen to me because I was crying and looked pathetic." Junmyeon says it in a joking tone but the look on his face is concerned. "I really wouldn't want to impose."
"No, you wouldn't be imposing. I'm willing to help out those in need."
"I'd really appreciate it."
The ride to Yifan's penthouse is a somewhat uncomfortable silence. Junmyeon is clearly nervous and Yifan has to keep his excitement at bay. When they arrive he parks in the underground garage and runs around the side to help Junmyeon get out of his car.
"Thanks." Junmyeon says once he's situated with his crutches, and Yifan has to keep his pace slow so that Junmyeon can keep up. When the both of them are on the elevator Yifan swipes his identification card so that the elevator takes them straight up to his penthouse.
"What's the card for?"
"The elevator leads directly to my penthouse. I have to swipe this card against the reader for it to take us up there. It's for privacy and safety purposes."
"Whoa. It'd suck if you lost it."
Yifan shrugs. "I have a few extras and the owner of the complex has two as well. So I'd be fine if I lost it."
This silence is more comfortable, and Junmyeon breaks it by saying, "I never told you how much I really appreciated all the flowers and cards you've given me."
Yifan's mouth upturns in a smile. "You deserved it."
"But you were so thoughtful when you gave them to me. I practically had to flat out say it for Chanyeol to give me anything, and a get well card. Even my other friends gave me flowers before he did. And what you wrote in the card was so sweet. It made me tear up."
"Like I said," Yifan looks towards the elevator doors as they open, you deserved it. Now come on." The elevator opens up to a foyer, where the front door of his apartment is. He watches to make sure Junmyeon crosses the threshold of the elevator safely before swiping a different card into the slot of his apartment and waiting for the beep before turning the knob to go in.
When Junmyeon walks in to his penthouse he's pleased to see Junmyeon's mouth drop. "Wow, Yifan. This is, wow. Look at all this artwork. You painted it, right?" Junmyeon hobbles over to a painting and stares at it. "I never imagined you would decorate your own place with paintings you did. They're all so beautiful. Why didn't you put them in your gallery?"
"I didn't think they were good enough to put in my gallery."
Junmyeon turns around with a really look on his face. "This are absolutely amazing. I can't believe you don't like them."
Yifan shrugs, "Not all artist like their own works of art. The ones I really don't like haven't really seen the light of day." "Oh?" "I'll show you."
Yifan leads Junmyeon to one of the spare bedrooms he has, the one he uses to paint. It's cleaner than it has been because his easel has been moved to the gallery, and now he uses this room for drawing and sketching. He turns on the light and heads over to one of the three stacks of canvases on the floor, and looks through it before picking a picture third from the bottom and showing it to Junmyeon.
"A galaxy? The detail on this is great. You don't like this?"
"I don't like any of these. You could have that, if you'd like."
Junmyeon gasps. "Yifan, do you know how much this is probably worth? All of this artwork? You could make a fortune!" he pauses and looks around the room. "I mean, you already make a fortune. But you could make more money."
Yifan laughs. "I'm living comfortably, but I'll find something for these paintings. Just because you don't like that they're gathering dust. But, enough about that. Are you hungry?"
Junmyeon nods.
"Good, because so am I. I just want to let you know I can't cook worth anything. I'll order out. What would you like?"
Junmyeon almost immediately says, "Sushi."
"Sushi it is."
The two of them watch TV while they wait for the delivery man to ring the doorbell. "Why did you and Chanyeol breakup, if you don't mind my asking."
Junmyeon's face falls blank and Yifan is ready to rush in an apology before Junmyeon tells him, "Chanyeol liked someone else more than he liked me. He told me this in the next, and then told me that he and the person made out."
"He also told me that the person didn't know than Chanyeol and I were dating, so it wasn't his fault. Then Chanyeol said that he felt like I liked someone else more than I liked him, so it was kind of even. Bullshit, if you ask me."
"I never hear you curse. You must be really upset about this."
"I am really upset about this. Yifan, I left my dorm crying because of it. I don't even want to go back because I know all I'll get are questions about the breakup."
Yifan is about to give some words of consolation when there's a buzzing sound coming from the intercom near the door and Yifan stands up to go get the food, which means he has to take the elevator all the way down and all the way back up. Yes, there is a button that overrides the lock on the elevator to his floor briefly, but he doesn't trust it too much.
When he comes back he goes to the kitchen and grabs a few plates and two sets of chopsticks out one of the kitchen drawers. He heads back over to Junmyeon, who has changed the station to some music show and places a plate in Junmyeon's lap. Junmyeon gives a whispered thanks before digging in.
Yifan can't rest about the breakup between Junmyeon and Chanyeol though, and he's soon asking, "Did your roommates know he liked someone else?"
"One of them saw Chanyeol talking to the guy a lot and told me, but I thought nothing of it. That was my fault." Yifan sees that Junmyeon's plate is empty and takes it to throw in the sink. "You're not going to clean them tonight?"
"No, they'll get cleaned in the morning." Yifan looks at the time displayed by the TV. "It's getting kind of late. Want to move this to the bedroom, where there's a bed and les chance of either of us falling asleep on the couch?"
"Sounds fine with me." Junmyeon takes Yifan's hand as Yifan pulls him up to a standing position and hands him his crutches. When they get to Yifan's room Yifan curses under his breath as he forgot one thing. "I only have one bed. Three bedroom penthouse, and I only have one bed."
"No problem. It's big. We can probably both sleep in it with no problem." Junmyeon hesitates before a sly look comes across his face. "Unless you don't want to sleep with me. Unless you're scared I'll do something to you at night."
Yifan isn't scared of what Junmyeon will do to him. He's scared of what he'll do to Junmyeon. Having the guy who all his masturbate fantasy's have been about in his bed isn't the best idea. But, maybe it is. But, Yifan shouldn't take advantage of Junmyeon because he and his boyfriend just broke up and he's vulnerable. But, he could make Junmyeon feel so much better.
He's too busy arguing with himself internally to hear the rest of what Junmyeon has to say, and a poke at his side gets his attention. He looks down and sees Junmyeon staring up at him. "Is that a no?"
"What? I didn't hear you."
"I need help taking a bath. Can you help me?"
Yifan feels his heart begin to beat faster and he nods, maybe a little to enthusiastically. "I trust you not to do anything I wouldn't be comfortable with."
"I won't do anything to you, I promise." Not tonight, anyway. Yifan leads Junmyeon to the bathroom where he starts running his bath and makes it so that the water isn't too hot for himself. Yifan excuses himself to go get a towel and a wash cloth and by the time he comes back with clean ones (it's times like these where he's glad that he hired a cleaning service) and when he comes back the water isn't running anymore and Junmyeon doesn't have his shirt or pants on.
Yifan bites his lip hard to keep his dick down, because that's the last thing he needs right now. Junmyeon gratefully takes the towel and places it on the toilet. "I'm about to take my boxers off, don't get too excited." he jokes, "I just need help getting in and out of the tub."
Yifan respectively looks away while Junmyeon takes his underwear off because even though part of him is dying to see Junmyeon naked, it'd be less awkward to do when he was helping Junmyeon in the tub, rather than watching the younger undress.
"Alright. Can you help me in? I need to keep my left leg out of the water, so the cast doesn't get wet."
"Got it." Yifan turns around and tries his hardest not to stare at Junmyeon's perfect naked body. The parts of him that are not regularly exposed to the sunlight and even lighter than his face and hands, though barely. His thighs and calves are toned, and there is even the faintest hint of abs on Junmyeon's stomach.
Yifan does notice the lack of hair down there and sees how smooth Junmyeon's legs are, and releases that Junmyeon probably does a lot to keep up with his appearance. "How do you want to do this?"
"Pick me up and place me in the tub."
Yifan doesn't pick up on the joking tone in Junmyeon's voice, so when he moves forward with his arms extended Junmyeon holds up his hands and laughs. "I was joking. I need your support so I can get my good leg in the water, and help sitting down so that I don't fall and splash anything. Or bump my head."
"Gotcha." Yifan moves forward and allows Junmyeon to put his hand on Yifan's bicep, and Yifan grabs Junmyeon's other hand as Junmyeon's lifts his good leg quickly and places it in the water. Junmyeon lets out a sigh and he and Yifan both slowly lower until Junmyeon is in the water.
Junmyeon's casted leg is hanging over the side, which leaves Junmyeon's legs spread apart, which leaves little to hide from Yifan. He asks if Junmyeon is nice and settled, and stands up to grab the wash cloth to toss to Junmyeon, who catches it easily.
"I'll just leave now."
"You don't have to." Junmyeon pipes up. "You're going to have to help me get out, and it's only going to take about ten minutes for me to finish washing. Plus, you've seen me naked. No need to be awkward, Yifan."
Yifan shrugs and takes a seat on the toilet. "Aren't your roommates going to be worried about you?"
Junmyeon doesn't look up from where he's soaking the cloth. "I don't know. Probably. I don't really care. I need time away from them. If they have any of, 'Chanyeol's really sorry and he's worried about you' then I don't want to hear it."
"So did Chanyeol tell them his side of it?"
"Yeah."
"So they know who Chanyeol thinks you like?"
"Yup."
"Who is it?"
Yifan can take the hint that Junmyeon doesn't answer when Junmyeon just doesn't answer. "What about your parents?" he changes the subject.
"They'd probably drag me home and coddle me to death. They still think it's Chanyeol's fault that I got hit by a car, so they really don't like him."
"If this was all one big misunderstanding, would you ever take Chanyeol back?"
Junmyeon pauses his wiping and stares blankly at Yifan, who quickly grows uncomfortable under the look. "Yifan, he made out someone else. Even if there was a misunderstanding, you don't go and make out someone else while you're still in a relationship. No, I won't take him back, even if he does want me back. He can have this, Jongdae, and I'll have to move on." Yifan instantly regrets bringing up that part of the subject because he see's Junmyeon's eyes start to water.
"Hey, don't cry." Yifan rushes out. "Chanyeol didn't deserve to have you if he didn't know how to properly treat you. As bad as this might sound, it's good that this happened when it did in your relationship. You need to have someone that'll take care of you and watch out for you, not someone that goes behind your back and does something instead of talking it out. And, you're so beautiful, and have such an amazing personality that I'm sure someone will come along soon enough."
"Really?" Junmyeon sniffs.
"Yeah."
"Thanks. I… really needed to hear that."
Yifan had anticipated Junmyeon needed clothes, so after he helped Junmyeon out of the tub and Junmyeon was steady enough to dry off he left the bathroom to go search through some drawers. Now, because he doesn't do anything with his laundry except wear it and throw it off, he doesn't know where all of it is, especially the items he hasn't worn in years.
It's pure luck that he's able to find one of his old T-shirts (it was too small when he bought it, he had just picked up the pack without reading the size) and he got a pair of basketball shorts that would probably easily fit over the cast, and h goes back to the bathroom.
"I don't have any underwear, but here, a shift and pants."
"It’s a little hard to bend, can you help me put them on?"
"Y-yeah." Yifan hopes Junmyeon didn't hear the voice crack. If he didn't have more self control his dick would probably be saying hi to Junmyeon right now. Yifan gets down on his knees and while Junmyeon puts his foot in one leg of the shorts, Yifan has to put Junmyeon's cast in the other side. He pulls them up and even goes the extra mile to tie up the pants. Junmyeon needs no help putting the shirt on, and Yifan marvels at how good Junmyeon looks in the shirt, which is too big for Junmyeon.
"Bed?"
"Yeah, it's late. I'm tired." Yifan makes sure Junmyeon doesn't need help getting in the bed before going to take his own shower. He's able to shave off some of the sexual frustration with a quick hand job to the thoughts of Junmyeon spread under him.
When he's dressed and his hair towel dried he quietly goes to his bedroom and he coos softly at the sight of Junmyeon sleeping, as curled up as he can be with the cast on his bed, soft breaths coming out his mouth. It deserves a picture.
Yifan's grateful the lights are still on so he doesn't have to risk flash waking Junmyeon up. He tells himself that it isn't creepy that he's taking a sleeping Junmyeon's picture, even though he knows it is deep down inside. He places his phone on the nightstand next to his bed after making sure that the alarm set for tomorrow is off and hopes into bed next to Junmyeon.
The worst part about having a functioning penis, when sharing a bed with someone you're crushing on, is probably morning wood. In fact, Junmyeon has managed to uncurl himself enough to drape himself over Yifan's stomach.
Which means if Junmyeon moves just a few inches lower he'll be able to feel Yifan's morning wood.
Yifan is trying to think of everything to make it go down, but it's still standing tall and proud. Having Junmyeon occasionally snuggle his head into Yifan's chest isn't helping one bit. In fact, it's making it worse.
Grandma's boobs.
Old man penis.
Chanyeol.
It's still not going down, and Yifan is going to have to face the embarrassment soon because Junmyeon's breath deepens signaling his awakening. And Junmyeon is facing his dick. Shit. Maybe Junmyeon will see my dick and get turned on and forget all about Chanyeol? Even Yifan knew he was stretching.
Junmyeon yawns and Yifan hears him smack his lips. So Yifan does what he thinks is best. He shuts his eyes and pretends to be asleep. Can't be embarrassed about morning wood if you're not awake. But Yifan can clearly tell when Junmyeon sees his erect penis, because Junmyeon coughs and says, "Uh, wow." before moving back off of Yifan's body.
"Still sleep?" Junmyeon whispers. "Yifan?"
Yifan doesn't show any reaction.
"Alright."
Yifan waits five minutes, and fuck it's not going to go away without him handling it, so he has to 'wake up' in order to get his embarrassment over quicker. He takes a deep breath and throws his arms over his head, cracking some joints while he's at it.
and
He sits up and yawns before opening his eyes. He looks at Junmyeon who now has his eyes forward and smiles. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes I did. Did you?"
Yifan nods. He looks down to see if Junmyeon has most of the blankets covering him, because Yifan has none, and that's when Yifan sees that Junmyeon has a problem himself. So, to save them both the embarrassment, he says he's going to shower and that he'll be back out.
He doesn't know what Junmyeon did, or if Junmyeon did anything at all, but by the time he comes back out little Junmyeon isn't trying to say 'hi' anymore.
The two spend their day relaxing, and Yifan is glad that Junmyeon didn't have work today, because that means Yifan can spend more personal time with Junmyeon. "So, what happened to my clothes and the dishes?"
"Oh, you noticed they were gone? I have a cleaning service, they do what I'm too lazy to do. Your clothes are probably hanging in my closest, or folded up in a drawer. The two had slept in pretty late after all.
Junmyeon is busy on his phone while Yifan is busy picking out another movie for them to watch when Junmyeon asks, "Yifan? Can I tell you something, without making it awkward between the two of us?"
"Yeah." Yifan is actually paying Junmyeon completely attention, and now he's just glancing at movie titles trying to figure out the best one for them to watch.
"You know how I said that Chanyeol said he thought I liked another guy?"
"Yeah."
"I didn't tell you last night, because I didn't want to make it awkward, but I saw some things today and you saw some things today, and figured it can't get any more awkward than it already is."
"Spill the beans. I won't tell." Yifan teases.
"You."
"What?"
"Chanyeol thought that I liked you, and he said that he thought we were sneaking around behind his back."
"Oh."
"You know what else?" Junmyeon's voice has gone so soft that Yifan has to lean over a little to hear him. "What?"
"I might."
Yifan can feel his heartbeat in his ears, because Junmyeon has just said the magic words.
"I… I didn't like you like that at first. Really, you were just a boss to me. And then when you gave me those flowers and Chanyeol didn't, I thought they were so sweet. When Hwasa said that you sounded like a love struck teenager, I had really began to think about how nice you had been to me. And then you took me home when Chanyeol didn't pick me up. It was all so nice." Junmyeon had started off speaking very hesitantly, but now he was speaking almost too fast for Yifan to understand. "And I didn't want to tell you because I'm pretty sure you think I'm too young for you, and what if you think it's just because I'm rebounding off of Chanyeol, but that would require sex right? And you probably have some guy you're dating, and how do I even know you're gay, and-"
Yifan has had enough and pushes his finger against Junmyeon's mouth. "Breathe, Junmyeon. Breathe." When he sees that Junmyeon has taken some deep breaths then Yifan starts. "I appreciate you telling me all this. And honestly, I've liked you for a while." it feels good to get this off of his chest. "Seeing you with Chanyeol made me unhappy, but you looked happy and I wasn't ready to interfere with that. Even if I wanted you to love me the same way it looked like you loved Chanyeol. Though it appears I, in some way, am the reason you and Chanyeol broke up. I want to be with you. And I want you to be with me. But, you're not ready." Junmyeon opens his mouth and Yifan hushes him again. "Not because of your age, but because of the breakup. I want to make sure that this is actually what you want, and not just some emotions speaking up for you. Let's take our time with this, and get to know each other. You will be the one that decides if our relationship happens. Does that sound fair?"
Junmyeon mulls it over before nodding his head. "Yeah, it does."
-
That night, when Junmyeon is in the bed next to him on his own phone, Yifan pulls his out and sends a quick text to Yixing.
Hey, I think we should stop.
I may have found someone
and don't want it to have
issues. Sorry.
Yifan gets a response immediately.
Congratulations! I'm happy
for you! I've found someone
too! I'll keep quiet about
everything if you do. We
can still be friends?
Yifan chuckles before sending back a quick,
Yes.
-
Junmyeon starts spending more time at Yifan's place than his own dorm. Junmyeon tells Yifan that his friends said that if Yifan does anything to him, they'll come and kill him themselves. The two find a flow, and after much testing of boundaries they're finally comfortable around each other.
Their first kiss happens a few weeks after they confess their feelings for each other. They're play wrestling for the remote, though Yifan is careful of the cast, and Junmyeon plays dirty to win it. He leans forward and gives Yifan a peck on the lips, and in his shock Yifan lets go of the remote, and Junmyeon laughs in triumph before changing the channel to some anime he likes.
Yifan brings his hand up to his lips and whispers, "You kissed me."
"Yes I did. And, I got to pick what we're watching."
"You played dirty."
"So what if I did?" Junmyeon's too caught up in his TV show to see Yifan tense up, and soon Junmyeon is lying with his back on the couch and Yifan on top of him. Yifan makes eye contact before leaning down, and he presses his lips on Junmyeon. What Junmyeon doesn't expect is for Yifan to deepen the kiss, and Yifan eventually coaxes Junmyeon's mouth open. Yifan thrusts his tongue into Junmyeon's mouth, and Junmyeon moans and fuck it sounds so sexy when Junmyeon makes that sound.
Junmyeon kisses him back, and it's frantic, and Yifan pulls away to take a breath. Junmyeon's lips are red and swollen from their kiss, and his hair is messy. Yifan also notices that Junmyeon is half hard. It's perfect.
"You're saying I played dirty."
"In my defense, I wasn't trying to get you hard. Junmyeon, you're blushing like a virgin. It's just an erection."
"But I am a virgin."
That goes straight to Yifan's dick. Because damn, if this relationship continues he will be the one to defile Junmyeon, the first one to enter him, the first one to make him an absolute mess.
"Really? So you and Chanyeol?"
"Never got that far. With anyone."
Yifan smirks.
-
When Junmyeon texts him at 11 in the morning one day when Yifan is overlooking the construction of the third floor, Yifan thinks 'Shouldn't he be in class?'
I have a surprise. Be excited.
What is he supposed to be excited for? But Yifan is ready, and when he sees Junmyeon's parents car pull up in front of the gallery he quickly goes to the stairs to help his boyfriend out the car. Yes, boyfriend. A few weeks ago the two have finally said that they had reached the point in their relationship for them to call each other that.
When Yifan gets to the ground floor he sees the surprise. And the surprise is Junmyeon, walking on his own legs, no crutches, no wheelchair. Yifan walks up and hugs Junmyeon, congratulating him on making his recovery.
"I'll still have therapy every so often, but at least the cast is gone."
"That's my boy." Mr. Kim smiles. "Enjoy work, yeah. We'll see you soon."
Junmyeon has only slowly started telling people that he and Yifan are a thing. Yifan had already told those who needed to know, like Kyungsoo, Han, and Yixing. Man, he really doesn't have a lot of friends. Junmyeon hasn't told his parents yet, and Yifan is alright with that.
Yifan and Junmyeon are talking downstairs when Kyungsoo comes down. And Kyungsoo never comes down here. "We have someone demanding to see Junmyeon."
"Who?" Junmyeon takes Yifan's hand as he pulls him up, still getting used to not having a cast.
"Just. Come."
When they end up in the lobby Junmyeon tenses, and so does Yifan. It's Chanyeol. With some guy that is Junmyeon's size. The guy looks at Junmyeon, and then at Chanyeol. "Okay, you fucking asshole. Do it. Now."
Chanyeol whines something out and the shorter male reaches up and grabs Chanyeol by the jaw and pulls him down to his level. "Chanyeol. I swear to fucking god." and Chanyeol pulls away and walks up to Junmyeon and Yifan and his eyes narrow at the two being so close to each other.
"Junmyeon. I'm sorry for cheating on you. I'm sorry for hurting you."
"You better fucking mean it, Chanyeol." the shorter man comes closer so that he's at Chanyeol's side.
"I do mean it. I was an asshole, and shouldn’t have done it. But you look happier whenever I see you, and I hope you're happy after what I did."
"Oh. Thank you? For your apology." Junmyeon looks at the person his height. "And you are?"
"I'm Jongdae. And I'm sorry too. I should have looked into Chanyeol more before I got involved with him. I didn't know he had a boyfriend until a few weeks ago, when Tao slipped it out during a conversation. I fucking broke up someone's relationship. I feel really bad about it."
Oh. This is Jongdae. Jongdae is beautiful in some of the same ways that Junmyeon is. "It's fine, Jongdae. Chanyeol told me you didn't know anything about the two of us, so I can't blame you for what happened. I can only blame Chanyeol."
"I'll beat him up for you, if you want."
Junmyeon smiles, "No need, it looks like he's already whipped. And besides, I'm happier without him."
"I'm glad. I hope that you and I can get past this."
"I think we can."
-
Jongdae is on the invite to the end of the school year party, which is also Junmyeon's birthday party. It's being held at Yifan's apartment, which took lots of kisses and promises of nothing being broken to achieve.
Chanyeol comes with Jongdae, following him like a lovesick puppy. The rest of Junmyeon's friends are there as well, and Junmyeon tells them about each of them when they're not around.
"Sehun and Baekhyun just recently started dating. Sehun may seem really intimidating but in reality he's a bottom bitch." After Junmyeon and Jongdae started hanging out Junmyeon's vocabulary has become more colorful.
"Kind of like Kyungsoo. You think he'll gut you, but Han keeps him in check." Yifan chuckles at the memory of an hour earlier, when Kyungsoo had arrived with Han, and Kyungsoo had introduced Han as his husband. Junmyeon was shocked that Kyungsoo was married. "Lu Kyungsoo? Never thought that 'Lu' was a little too foreign?" Kyungsoo was clearly judging Junmyeon.
"Jongin and Zitao are a thing too, and Tao takes up my bed when I'm not at the dorm."
"At least I can share a bed with you."
"Mhm." Junmyeon laughs. It dies off soon though when Yifan's smile tightens. "Are you okay?" Junmyeon asks and looks around for the source. He sees two men, near Yifan's age, approaching the two.
"You must be the birthday boy?" one of them muses.
"I am. And you must be Yifan's friends?"
"We are. I'm Yixing. And this is my fiancé, Minseok."
"Minseok's my ex." Yifan clarifies, oh, that's why it was so awkward.
"And you must be Yifan's current boyfriend." Minseok finally speaks up, and small smile on his face. "It's nice to see Yifan happy. I'm glad you can do that for him."
Junmyeon leaves the two to catch up as he goes to talk to his own friends. Yifan rejoins his side later as it's time for Junmyeon's gifts to be opened. Yifan sits next to him and hands him the gifts from the pile on the table. Most of it is money, and one, from Baekhyun and Jongdae, is opened the closed immediately and thrusted into Yifan's hands.
Junmyeon goes to personally thank the two for the gift after the cake has been served, and Jongdae and Baekhyun both end up with cake in their hair.
-
At the end of the night when everyone is gone, and Junmyeon's parents accept the excuse of Junmyeon staying over Yifan's house to help clean up, the two retire to the bedroom where Junmyeon plans to spend the rest of his night. He starts it with a kiss, drawing Yifan's full attention to him.
Yifan pulls Junmyeon into his lap as they lock lips, Junmyeon lifting his arms so that they're around Yifan's neck. Junmyeon's weight in his lap is reassuring. Junmyeon is the one to deepen the kiss, drawing Yifan's tongue into his mouth. Yifan drops his hands to Junmyeon's hips, and he hears the hitch of breath before Junmyeon moves his hips a little.
It sends a shock straight to his cock, and Yifan isn't sure that Junmyeon is doing it on purpose until he does it again, this time pushing his ass back onto Yifan's quickly hardening cock. A quick slip of a hand down later and Yifan finds that Junmyeon himself is hard.
Yifan pulls away and whispers. "What are you doing?"
"I dunno. I think I know what I'm doing." Junmyeon leans back so he can make eye contact with Yifan. "Isn't this how sex usually starts." Yifan swallows before answering, "Yes. Why, do you want to have sex?"
"Don't you think the birthday boy deserves to lose his virginity?"
"Only if the birthday boy really wants it." Yifan says, and slips a finger up the hem of Junmyeon's shirt. "The birthday boy really wants it."
Yifan is okay with this, because it's Junmyeon that came to him about wanting to take their relationship to the next level, not the other way around. He lifts Junmyeon's shirt up, looking at a chest that has become familiar in these past months. Junmyeon is clearly confused about what Yifan is doing, but he lets Yifan take his shirt off.
Yifan lowers his head so that his mouth is at level with Junmyeon's nipples, and gives the right one a long, tentative lick. Junmyeon gasps at the new sensation, his head going town to look at Yifan. He takes this as the okay to continue, and sucks the nipple into his mouth and swirls his tongue around, and Junmyeon's shiver gives Yifan the incentive to go on.
He can't keep licking Junmyeon's nipple forever, so he slowly maneuvers them so that Junmyeon is on his back on Yifan's bed. Yifan breaks away from Junmyeon's nipple to trail wet kisses up Junmyeon's torso, and when he gets to the neck he sucks the skin into his mouth and bites it.
After tonight everyone will know that Junmyeon is taken. He's working on the third hickey when he reaches down to blindly fumble with Junmyeon's belt buckle, not wanting to get away from his current objective.
"You sure?" Yifan asks between hickeys.
"Yifan, I'm a nineteen year old v-virgin." Junmyeon's voice hitches up as his pants and underwear slide down his legs at once. "I have so much sexual frustration pent up, and I would really like for you to get rid of that for me.
"You're lucky I'm experienced, this could be more awkward if neither of us had sex before. And it could hurt more. But I'm going to make this as enjoyable and pain free as I can. Sound good?"
"Yeah."
Yifan smiles and makes his way down to Junmyeon's cock.
"Do you always go bare, or just when you think you're going to get laid?"
"I happen to like the feel of smooth skin above my dick, don't think you're special Yifan."
"You wound me." Yifan jokes an licks at a vein on Junmyeon's cock that leads up to the head, where he sucks on it. He has enough experience and memories to know to hold the hips down, so that Junmyeon doesn't fuck up into his mouth.
Yifan bobs his head, Junmyeon's soft cries music to his ears. When he feels Junmyeon tense up he pulls away, and Junmyeon whines. "Why'd you stop?"
"Because you were about to come, and I only want you to do it when I'm inside you."
"Screw you."
"Yes dear," Yifan muses as he leans forward and opens the top drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a fresh tube of lube. Junmyeon watches as he uncaps it, and grin on his face. "How long has that been there?"
"Since you've been staying at my house." Yifan tells him, and rubs the lube between his fingers. It's going to be cold now, when he pushes his fingers into Junmyeon, and hopefully the younger can look past it later.
He's not sure if it's the coldness or the sudden push of a finger against Junmyeon's entrance that has it tensing, so Yifan leans up to kiss at Junmyeon's mouth to distract him. "Don't tense up, you'll make it hurt more than it should."
"I guess I'm not used to having fingers up my ass."
Yifan has only gotten his finger in to the bed of the nail and he pauses. "You've never fingered yourself?"
Junmyeon shakes his head. "I usually just jerk myself off."
"Nice to know." Yifan grins, storing that information in for later. Probably when they're more comfortable having sex, and Yifan will have Junmyeon finger himself to orgasm while Yifan watches. Maybe he'd make Junmyeon beg to come, have Junmyeon massage his own prostate, use a cock ring to make sure Junmyeon doesn't come until Yifan says he can.
Just those images has more blood rushing to Yifan's own cock, so he pushes the rest of his index finger in and leaves it there. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Do whatever you would usually do after this."
"Don't tell me you've never watched gay porn?"
"They don't usually show this part."
Yifan had to agree, and soon, after moving his first finger around he pulled it out and added more lube. "Alright. Two fingers." this time he would be aiming to find Junmyeon's prostate. Usually, in Yifan's experience, it's hard to come with only a cock in your ass the first few times. So Yifan wants to find Junmyeon's prostate, so he can hit that and stroke his cock at the same time.
He finds it right as Junmyeon seems to be growing impatient, and he smirks at the jerk of Junmyeon's hips. "Oh. Wow, that f-"
Yifan doesn't give Junmyeon a chance to finish what he's saying as he strokes Junmyeon's prostate even more, leaving the younger breathless. "God, you're so beautiful like this. A mess under my fingers. Moaning my name."
"Will you shut up, and fuck me?"
"No, I won't."
Junmyeon's cry of protest is cut off by the pressure as Yifan pushes his third finger in. Theoretically speaking, Junmyeon should have been fully prepared for Yifan's cock with just the first two fingers, because Yifan's hands and fingers are huge. But Yifan wants to make sure that nothing goes wrong so he prepares Junmyeon even more.
"I'm going to make love to you. Slow, and passionate."
"Same thing." Junmyeon huffs, and Yifan shakes his head with a small chuckle as he pulls all three fingers out and pushes them back in, loving Junmyeon's reaction as his back arches off the bed. "On the contrary, they're very different."
Yifan deems Junmyeon well prepared, but to make sure he puts more lube on his fingers and push them into Junmyeon, then pulls out. "Don’t move." he says when he sees Junmyeon look up, "I have to get a condom."
"Hmmm." Junmyeon hums, and Yifan reaches back into the nightstand drawer to grab a condom. He is careful with ripping off the foil, and he strokes himself a few more times before pinching the tip of the condom before rolling it on himself.
Yifan pulls Junmyeon into his lap, his cock teasing the outside of Junmyeon's hole. "You see Junmyeon," he motions for Junmyeon to kneel, and Yifan lines himself up when Junmyeon's body isn't making contact with his.
"Sink down."
Junmyeon goes straight down and Yifan is holding his cock to make sure it goes in, "Slowly. At your own pace." He isn't expecting Junmyeon to just sit on his lip in one go. Junmyeon clenches around him and it feels like Junmyeon is trying to cut the circulation off.
"Told you to go slow."
"Shut up." Junmyeon looks up and purses his lips. Yifan takes the hint and leans down to kiss Junmyeon to take his mind off the pain. This kiss is lazy, their tongues rubbing against each other, and there's trail of spit with Junmyeon pulls away. Yifan thinks Junmyeon is going to tell him he's ready for Yifan to move. "This is what it feels like to have a dick up my ass."
Yifan snorts, "Perfect thing to say in the middle of sex."
"I thought it was making love."
"Making love is a form of love, so is fucking. And Junmyeon, you're going to know when I'm fucking you, because the only thing you're going to be thinking about is me, you're going to be calling out my name, and clenching around my cock as I pound you into the mattress."
Junmyeon opens his mouth but he clearly doesn't know what to say because his mouth just hangs open.
"Are you ready for me to move?"
"Yes."
Yifan had only sat Junmyeon on his lap for the initial penetration. He moves Junmyeon back onto his back, keeping himself in Junmyeon. He pulls out when Junmyeon's back is on the mattress. He makes sure he's making eye contact with Junmyeon as he thrusts back in, loving the soft moan that comes from Junmyeon's mouth.
"You look so good like this. I want you to know that."
"Thanks, I'm sure I do."
Yifan wants to get in deeper, to make Junmyeon really feel it. He starts to spread Junmyeon's legs and he groans when they go further than Yifan had anticipated. "You're really flexible."
"Yeah. You didn't know?"
Yifan shakes his head and pulls back and thrusts in hard. Junmyeon gasps. "Did you like that?"
"Yes." So Yifan does it again, pushing into his boyfriend at a slow but deep pace. It's not doing much for Yifan, but seeing the ecstasy on Junmyeon's face is more than enough. Junmyeon looks close again, and Yifan isn't going to be mean about it this time. He removes his hands from Junmyeon's legs to get closer and picks up his pace and wraps one of his hands around Junmyeon, and the younger comes after five strokes.
Yifan watches as it splatters Junmyeon's chest, which is moving rapidly as he tries to regain his breath from his orgasm. "Sex is great." he decides and Yifan laughs as he pulls out, completely ignoring the fact that he's hard. "It can get better, this is only the beginning for you."
"Is that so?" he looks down and sees Yifan still hard. "Do you want me to take care of that?"
"No, I'll deal with it myself. I'm going to go get a towel to wipe you off with."
By the time Yifan comes back Junmyeon is out cold. He doesn't stir when Yifan wipes him with the moist towel or throws the blankets on him, and Yifan kisses his forehead before going back to the bathroom to shower and then to the living room where he can watch TV.
-
"You never said anything about it hurting the next day." Junmyeon hisses and kicks Yifan's back. "Ouch. Ouch!" Yifan is on the floor before he knows what's going on. "What the fuck, Junmyeon?"
"My fucking ass and back hurts."
"Yeah, well that happens when a dick goes up your ass." Yifan yells. "Your back and ass will hurt."
"You know what old man, give it five years, and you'll be waking up with back pain every day because of you being a senior citizen."
"I'm not that old."
"You're almost thirty. That's old by my standard."
"This old man had his dick up your ass less than 24 hours ago, and this is how you repay me? By insulting my age?"
"You could have told me it would hurt the next day."
"I forgot."
"Oh."
"I think you need to apologize."
"Sorry."
"No, I mean a different way."
Junmyeon can only shake his head as Yifan wiggles his eyebrows and climbs back into the bed.
The day that Junmyeon is scheduled to come back Yifan goes and buys a large arrangement of flowers, with the vase this time, and comes it right when he knows there is going to be a lull in traffic to hand them to Junmyeon. Junmyeon's attention is on the door and all he sees in the flowers at first, and not Yifan's face.
Yifan sets the vase down, to the side. "That was way heavier than it should have been."
"Flowers? For?"
"Mostly you, if you read the little card that's somewhere lost in the roses, daisy's, tulips, and whatever else. But also, for Hwasa and Soojung. Since they were kind enough to pick up your shifts."
Junmyeon laughs and reaches forward to dig his hand around for the card. He finds it easily, little droplets of water clinging to the paper and he shakes it off before opening and reading it.
Junmyeon,
I'm glad to have you back
and I hope you have a speedy
recovery. I enjoy working with
you and enjoy your company
-Yifan
"Awe. Thank you. They're so nice."
"I figured I'd make up for the flowers that Chanyeol didn't give you, plus a little extra."
"You mean a lot extra. Chanyeol still hasn't gotten me flowers. In fact, we haven't really talked too much since the accident. My parents didn't let him visit when I was with them, and he didn't stop by my dorm as much as he usually does. Yeah, he drove me here, but it was really awkward. So these are nice, they brighten my day up."
"Anything to make you feel better."
Hwasa is waiting for anyone who may be interested in a tour to come in and when she hears that she gags. "Yifan, no offense, but you sound like a love struck teenager."
Yifan snaps his fingers to shut her up, and he hopes Junmyeon can't see the flush on his cheeks or the tint of red at the tips of his ears. He didn't think he was really that noticeable.
"Whatever, Hwasa. Yifan and I are just good friends. He listens to me."
"Suuuuuuuuure." Hwasa drawls it out as the eye contact she makes with Yifan intensifies. "Keep telling yourself that."
"Hwasa, you don't even know what you're talking about."
Hwasa simply raises her eyebrows and attends to the newest person to enter the gallery.
"She has jokes, doesn't she?" Junmyeon whispers so that their conversation isn't overheard. "Yeah." Yifan answers, but he can't even look Junmyeon in the eyes as he says this, and he's glad that Junmyeon can't pick up on his actual feelings.
That night, when the gallery is closes, Yifan is surprised to find that Junmyeon is the last one there besides Kyungsoo and himself. "What are you still doing here?" Yifan feels bad for not making his presence known because Junmyeon nearly jumps to the moon.
"Oh. Chanyeol hasn't picked me up yet. I'm sure he's on his way. He's probably running late."
Yifan crosses his arms and nods to himself, knowing full well why Chanyeol isn't here. He excuses himself for a moment before going to the back to tell Kyungsoo he's taking Junmyeon home.
"I hope you mean his home."
"Of course I do, what else would I mean?"
Kyungsoo sighs and removes his reading glasses before pushing the fringe of his bangs away from his forehead. "I see how you look at him, Yifan. It's the same way you used to look at Minseok, before you two broke up. I know that you hook up with Yixing all the time, and you drink yourself stupid just so you don't have to deal with it. Yifan, the breakup was two years ago, and I know you're lonely, as much as you don't want to admit to me or yourself."
Yifan feels his heart clinch at the mention of Minseok. He was so in love with Minseok that it hurt. And then Minseok broke it off once he got transferred out of the country, into China, saying he didn't want a long distance relationship. He had even discouraged Yifan from going, because he didn't want Yifan to give up or risk his career for him. It had hurt him so much, and Kyungsoo was the only one he was willing to talk to about it.
"I know you, Yifan. And I know that you somehow always manage to get your way. And Junmyeon is young. You like him, but he has a boyfriend and a life outside of work. If you do decide that you want an actual relationship with Junmyeon, and not just someone to fuck, you better not pressure him into anything."
"Even though he's eleven years younger than me, you're giving me the okay to have a relationship with him?"
"Age doesn't mean everything, Yifan. You're both legal, and as long as he consents to a relationship with you, if you choose to make your feelings known to him, who am I to stop you? But right now, he's still with his boyfriend, so back off. Take him to his house, and you go to yours and jack off in the shower. Alright?"
"Alright."
Yifan jingles his keys this time to let Junmyeon know that he's there, and Junmyeon looks back at him. "You're leaving?"
"Taking you to your dorm, actually. Chanyeol still hasn't shown up, and my car is just as good as his. You texted him, right?"
"Yes."
"Did he respond?"
"No."
"That settles it, come on, I'll help you."
Junmyeon has to use crutches to get around, though on the way to his dorm, through the instructions, he tells Yifan that when he's on campus he'll use his wheelchair when he has to go far, and one of his friends usually pushes him around.
Junmyeon lives on the third floor in his dorm building, and after Yifan parks the car and helps Junmyeon out, he offers to help him to his door.
"You don't have to."
"I don't, but I am a gentleman."
Junmyeon walks into the building first, and in the foyer is the person who checks the ID of all who enter. The man looks Yifan up and down and listens as Junmyeon explains that Yifan is just helping him to his dorm then leaving, and the man waves Yifan through, saying that if he isn't back in fifteen minutes without a word from Junmyeon he will call the campus police.
Junmyeon sags against the elevator walls as it goes up two floors. "Even with the padding they hurt my underarms." he tells Yifan while lifting a crutch a little off the floor.
Yifan keeps his promise and helps Junmyeon right up to his door, and while Junmyeon is fumbling around his pockets looking for his keys Yifan knocks on the door loudly. The door opens soon after, and the person that opens it is unbelievably handsome, and he stares at Yifan before looking at Junmyeon.
"We've been worried about you. Where have you been?"
"Chanyeol was a no show picking me up."
The guy, whose face remains passively blank, looks back to Yifan. "Who is this?"
"This is my boss."
"The guy that drew you the picture? The one you said is really h-"
"Ah, aH!" Junmyeon raises his voice and talks over whatever the guy is saying. "Yes, Sehun, this is my boss. He was nice enough to bring me home."
"Thanks." Sehun says before pulling Junmyeon towards him. "You can go now, he's home." Sehun then shuts the door in Yifan's face.
It's okay though, because later that night when Yifan is in bed, right before he opens the bottle of beer that is on his nightstand, he gets a text saying, Sorry about Sehun. He's just protective over me. Don't lose sleep over it. Goodnight. And for once, Yifan gets out of bed to put the beer back into the refrigerator.
-
Yifan shows up to the gallery early one day just to get a look around the place in peace. He's been thinking of having some of his artwork moved around, and having more lighting installed in the rooms so the pictures look better overall. After finishing that last painting for the client, which he was paid handsomely for, he decided to spend the extra money on upgrades for his building.
The blinds are still closed and the lights are off when he unlocks the front door, so he nearly jumps out his skin when he turns around to find Junmyeon sitting at the cashier seat, eyes red, and crutches laying helplessly on the floor.
"Junmyeon? What are you doing here? It's seven in the morning. You don't have to work until nine." Yifan walks forward ready to comfort his friend, who is now wiping at his eyes with his long sleeve.
"I just needed to be alone. I came here because Kyungsoo doesn't come until 8:30, the rest of the employee's don't come until almost nine. You don't come until after nine."
"Why are you here? Did Chanyeol leave you here?"
"No. Chanyeol is the reason I'm here though." Junmyeon makes a pitiful attempt at a laugh because it dies down to a few sniffles. "We broke up. I didn't want to go back to my dorm because our mutual friends live with me, and I wasn't ready to answer any questions."
"Oh. Jun, I'm sorry to hear that." No he wasn't, but he has to keep up the illusion. "If Chanyeol didn't drive, how'd you get here?"
"Another friend of mine. I should have known something was up two months ago when Chanyeol didn't pick me up or answer any of my texts. He apologized, but he's been distancing himself away from me. Worst part is, he didn't even break up with me in person. He sent me a text. A text. At four in the morning." He wipes his face with his long sleeve and says, "I wanted to be alone.. could I get some privacy?"
"No problem." Yifan leaves to attend to the things he came here to originally do, though Junmyeon is in the back of his mind the entire time. By the time the other employees have came and clocked in, Junmyeon looks normal, but his smile doesn't look at genuine as it usually does.
-
At the end of the shift Junmyeon looks positively uneasy as he picks up his crutches and slowly makes his way to the back to clock out. Yifan follows behind and waits until Junmyeon punches in his number and clocks out to ask, "Do you need a place to stay for the night? With the whole roommate thing?"
Junmyeon looks surprised as he slowly does a pivot on his crutches. "And there I was, thinking you were only pretending to listen to me because I was crying and looked pathetic." Junmyeon says it in a joking tone but the look on his face is concerned. "I really wouldn't want to impose."
"No, you wouldn't be imposing. I'm willing to help out those in need."
"I'd really appreciate it."
The ride to Yifan's penthouse is a somewhat uncomfortable silence. Junmyeon is clearly nervous and Yifan has to keep his excitement at bay. When they arrive he parks in the underground garage and runs around the side to help Junmyeon get out of his car.
"Thanks." Junmyeon says once he's situated with his crutches, and Yifan has to keep his pace slow so that Junmyeon can keep up. When the both of them are on the elevator Yifan swipes his identification card so that the elevator takes them straight up to his penthouse.
"What's the card for?"
"The elevator leads directly to my penthouse. I have to swipe this card against the reader for it to take us up there. It's for privacy and safety purposes."
"Whoa. It'd suck if you lost it."
Yifan shrugs. "I have a few extras and the owner of the complex has two as well. So I'd be fine if I lost it."
This silence is more comfortable, and Junmyeon breaks it by saying, "I never told you how much I really appreciated all the flowers and cards you've given me."
Yifan's mouth upturns in a smile. "You deserved it."
"But you were so thoughtful when you gave them to me. I practically had to flat out say it for Chanyeol to give me anything, and a get well card. Even my other friends gave me flowers before he did. And what you wrote in the card was so sweet. It made me tear up."
"Like I said," Yifan looks towards the elevator doors as they open, you deserved it. Now come on." The elevator opens up to a foyer, where the front door of his apartment is. He watches to make sure Junmyeon crosses the threshold of the elevator safely before swiping a different card into the slot of his apartment and waiting for the beep before turning the knob to go in.
When Junmyeon walks in to his penthouse he's pleased to see Junmyeon's mouth drop. "Wow, Yifan. This is, wow. Look at all this artwork. You painted it, right?" Junmyeon hobbles over to a painting and stares at it. "I never imagined you would decorate your own place with paintings you did. They're all so beautiful. Why didn't you put them in your gallery?"
"I didn't think they were good enough to put in my gallery."
Junmyeon turns around with a really look on his face. "This are absolutely amazing. I can't believe you don't like them."
Yifan shrugs, "Not all artist like their own works of art. The ones I really don't like haven't really seen the light of day." "Oh?" "I'll show you."
Yifan leads Junmyeon to one of the spare bedrooms he has, the one he uses to paint. It's cleaner than it has been because his easel has been moved to the gallery, and now he uses this room for drawing and sketching. He turns on the light and heads over to one of the three stacks of canvases on the floor, and looks through it before picking a picture third from the bottom and showing it to Junmyeon.
"A galaxy? The detail on this is great. You don't like this?"
"I don't like any of these. You could have that, if you'd like."
Junmyeon gasps. "Yifan, do you know how much this is probably worth? All of this artwork? You could make a fortune!" he pauses and looks around the room. "I mean, you already make a fortune. But you could make more money."
Yifan laughs. "I'm living comfortably, but I'll find something for these paintings. Just because you don't like that they're gathering dust. But, enough about that. Are you hungry?"
Junmyeon nods.
"Good, because so am I. I just want to let you know I can't cook worth anything. I'll order out. What would you like?"
Junmyeon almost immediately says, "Sushi."
"Sushi it is."
The two of them watch TV while they wait for the delivery man to ring the doorbell. "Why did you and Chanyeol breakup, if you don't mind my asking."
Junmyeon's face falls blank and Yifan is ready to rush in an apology before Junmyeon tells him, "Chanyeol liked someone else more than he liked me. He told me this in the next, and then told me that he and the person made out."
"He also told me that the person didn't know than Chanyeol and I were dating, so it wasn't his fault. Then Chanyeol said that he felt like I liked someone else more than I liked him, so it was kind of even. Bullshit, if you ask me."
"I never hear you curse. You must be really upset about this."
"I am really upset about this. Yifan, I left my dorm crying because of it. I don't even want to go back because I know all I'll get are questions about the breakup."
Yifan is about to give some words of consolation when there's a buzzing sound coming from the intercom near the door and Yifan stands up to go get the food, which means he has to take the elevator all the way down and all the way back up. Yes, there is a button that overrides the lock on the elevator to his floor briefly, but he doesn't trust it too much.
When he comes back he goes to the kitchen and grabs a few plates and two sets of chopsticks out one of the kitchen drawers. He heads back over to Junmyeon, who has changed the station to some music show and places a plate in Junmyeon's lap. Junmyeon gives a whispered thanks before digging in.
Yifan can't rest about the breakup between Junmyeon and Chanyeol though, and he's soon asking, "Did your roommates know he liked someone else?"
"One of them saw Chanyeol talking to the guy a lot and told me, but I thought nothing of it. That was my fault." Yifan sees that Junmyeon's plate is empty and takes it to throw in the sink. "You're not going to clean them tonight?"
"No, they'll get cleaned in the morning." Yifan looks at the time displayed by the TV. "It's getting kind of late. Want to move this to the bedroom, where there's a bed and les chance of either of us falling asleep on the couch?"
"Sounds fine with me." Junmyeon takes Yifan's hand as Yifan pulls him up to a standing position and hands him his crutches. When they get to Yifan's room Yifan curses under his breath as he forgot one thing. "I only have one bed. Three bedroom penthouse, and I only have one bed."
"No problem. It's big. We can probably both sleep in it with no problem." Junmyeon hesitates before a sly look comes across his face. "Unless you don't want to sleep with me. Unless you're scared I'll do something to you at night."
Yifan isn't scared of what Junmyeon will do to him. He's scared of what he'll do to Junmyeon. Having the guy who all his masturbate fantasy's have been about in his bed isn't the best idea. But, maybe it is. But, Yifan shouldn't take advantage of Junmyeon because he and his boyfriend just broke up and he's vulnerable. But, he could make Junmyeon feel so much better.
He's too busy arguing with himself internally to hear the rest of what Junmyeon has to say, and a poke at his side gets his attention. He looks down and sees Junmyeon staring up at him. "Is that a no?"
"What? I didn't hear you."
"I need help taking a bath. Can you help me?"
Yifan feels his heart begin to beat faster and he nods, maybe a little to enthusiastically. "I trust you not to do anything I wouldn't be comfortable with."
"I won't do anything to you, I promise." Not tonight, anyway. Yifan leads Junmyeon to the bathroom where he starts running his bath and makes it so that the water isn't too hot for himself. Yifan excuses himself to go get a towel and a wash cloth and by the time he comes back with clean ones (it's times like these where he's glad that he hired a cleaning service) and when he comes back the water isn't running anymore and Junmyeon doesn't have his shirt or pants on.
Yifan bites his lip hard to keep his dick down, because that's the last thing he needs right now. Junmyeon gratefully takes the towel and places it on the toilet. "I'm about to take my boxers off, don't get too excited." he jokes, "I just need help getting in and out of the tub."
Yifan respectively looks away while Junmyeon takes his underwear off because even though part of him is dying to see Junmyeon naked, it'd be less awkward to do when he was helping Junmyeon in the tub, rather than watching the younger undress.
"Alright. Can you help me in? I need to keep my left leg out of the water, so the cast doesn't get wet."
"Got it." Yifan turns around and tries his hardest not to stare at Junmyeon's perfect naked body. The parts of him that are not regularly exposed to the sunlight and even lighter than his face and hands, though barely. His thighs and calves are toned, and there is even the faintest hint of abs on Junmyeon's stomach.
Yifan does notice the lack of hair down there and sees how smooth Junmyeon's legs are, and releases that Junmyeon probably does a lot to keep up with his appearance. "How do you want to do this?"
"Pick me up and place me in the tub."
Yifan doesn't pick up on the joking tone in Junmyeon's voice, so when he moves forward with his arms extended Junmyeon holds up his hands and laughs. "I was joking. I need your support so I can get my good leg in the water, and help sitting down so that I don't fall and splash anything. Or bump my head."
"Gotcha." Yifan moves forward and allows Junmyeon to put his hand on Yifan's bicep, and Yifan grabs Junmyeon's other hand as Junmyeon's lifts his good leg quickly and places it in the water. Junmyeon lets out a sigh and he and Yifan both slowly lower until Junmyeon is in the water.
Junmyeon's casted leg is hanging over the side, which leaves Junmyeon's legs spread apart, which leaves little to hide from Yifan. He asks if Junmyeon is nice and settled, and stands up to grab the wash cloth to toss to Junmyeon, who catches it easily.
"I'll just leave now."
"You don't have to." Junmyeon pipes up. "You're going to have to help me get out, and it's only going to take about ten minutes for me to finish washing. Plus, you've seen me naked. No need to be awkward, Yifan."
Yifan shrugs and takes a seat on the toilet. "Aren't your roommates going to be worried about you?"
Junmyeon doesn't look up from where he's soaking the cloth. "I don't know. Probably. I don't really care. I need time away from them. If they have any of, 'Chanyeol's really sorry and he's worried about you' then I don't want to hear it."
"So did Chanyeol tell them his side of it?"
"Yeah."
"So they know who Chanyeol thinks you like?"
"Yup."
"Who is it?"
Yifan can take the hint that Junmyeon doesn't answer when Junmyeon just doesn't answer. "What about your parents?" he changes the subject.
"They'd probably drag me home and coddle me to death. They still think it's Chanyeol's fault that I got hit by a car, so they really don't like him."
"If this was all one big misunderstanding, would you ever take Chanyeol back?"
Junmyeon pauses his wiping and stares blankly at Yifan, who quickly grows uncomfortable under the look. "Yifan, he made out someone else. Even if there was a misunderstanding, you don't go and make out someone else while you're still in a relationship. No, I won't take him back, even if he does want me back. He can have this, Jongdae, and I'll have to move on." Yifan instantly regrets bringing up that part of the subject because he see's Junmyeon's eyes start to water.
"Hey, don't cry." Yifan rushes out. "Chanyeol didn't deserve to have you if he didn't know how to properly treat you. As bad as this might sound, it's good that this happened when it did in your relationship. You need to have someone that'll take care of you and watch out for you, not someone that goes behind your back and does something instead of talking it out. And, you're so beautiful, and have such an amazing personality that I'm sure someone will come along soon enough."
"Really?" Junmyeon sniffs.
"Yeah."
"Thanks. I… really needed to hear that."
Yifan had anticipated Junmyeon needed clothes, so after he helped Junmyeon out of the tub and Junmyeon was steady enough to dry off he left the bathroom to go search through some drawers. Now, because he doesn't do anything with his laundry except wear it and throw it off, he doesn't know where all of it is, especially the items he hasn't worn in years.
It's pure luck that he's able to find one of his old T-shirts (it was too small when he bought it, he had just picked up the pack without reading the size) and he got a pair of basketball shorts that would probably easily fit over the cast, and h goes back to the bathroom.
"I don't have any underwear, but here, a shift and pants."
"It’s a little hard to bend, can you help me put them on?"
"Y-yeah." Yifan hopes Junmyeon didn't hear the voice crack. If he didn't have more self control his dick would probably be saying hi to Junmyeon right now. Yifan gets down on his knees and while Junmyeon puts his foot in one leg of the shorts, Yifan has to put Junmyeon's cast in the other side. He pulls them up and even goes the extra mile to tie up the pants. Junmyeon needs no help putting the shirt on, and Yifan marvels at how good Junmyeon looks in the shirt, which is too big for Junmyeon.
"Bed?"
"Yeah, it's late. I'm tired." Yifan makes sure Junmyeon doesn't need help getting in the bed before going to take his own shower. He's able to shave off some of the sexual frustration with a quick hand job to the thoughts of Junmyeon spread under him.
When he's dressed and his hair towel dried he quietly goes to his bedroom and he coos softly at the sight of Junmyeon sleeping, as curled up as he can be with the cast on his bed, soft breaths coming out his mouth. It deserves a picture.
Yifan's grateful the lights are still on so he doesn't have to risk flash waking Junmyeon up. He tells himself that it isn't creepy that he's taking a sleeping Junmyeon's picture, even though he knows it is deep down inside. He places his phone on the nightstand next to his bed after making sure that the alarm set for tomorrow is off and hopes into bed next to Junmyeon.
The worst part about having a functioning penis, when sharing a bed with someone you're crushing on, is probably morning wood. In fact, Junmyeon has managed to uncurl himself enough to drape himself over Yifan's stomach.
Which means if Junmyeon moves just a few inches lower he'll be able to feel Yifan's morning wood.
Yifan is trying to think of everything to make it go down, but it's still standing tall and proud. Having Junmyeon occasionally snuggle his head into Yifan's chest isn't helping one bit. In fact, it's making it worse.
Grandma's boobs.
Old man penis.
Chanyeol.
It's still not going down, and Yifan is going to have to face the embarrassment soon because Junmyeon's breath deepens signaling his awakening. And Junmyeon is facing his dick. Shit. Maybe Junmyeon will see my dick and get turned on and forget all about Chanyeol? Even Yifan knew he was stretching.
Junmyeon yawns and Yifan hears him smack his lips. So Yifan does what he thinks is best. He shuts his eyes and pretends to be asleep. Can't be embarrassed about morning wood if you're not awake. But Yifan can clearly tell when Junmyeon sees his erect penis, because Junmyeon coughs and says, "Uh, wow." before moving back off of Yifan's body.
"Still sleep?" Junmyeon whispers. "Yifan?"
Yifan doesn't show any reaction.
"Alright."
Yifan waits five minutes, and fuck it's not going to go away without him handling it, so he has to 'wake up' in order to get his embarrassment over quicker. He takes a deep breath and throws his arms over his head, cracking some joints while he's at it.
and
He sits up and yawns before opening his eyes. He looks at Junmyeon who now has his eyes forward and smiles. "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes I did. Did you?"
Yifan nods. He looks down to see if Junmyeon has most of the blankets covering him, because Yifan has none, and that's when Yifan sees that Junmyeon has a problem himself. So, to save them both the embarrassment, he says he's going to shower and that he'll be back out.
He doesn't know what Junmyeon did, or if Junmyeon did anything at all, but by the time he comes back out little Junmyeon isn't trying to say 'hi' anymore.
The two spend their day relaxing, and Yifan is glad that Junmyeon didn't have work today, because that means Yifan can spend more personal time with Junmyeon. "So, what happened to my clothes and the dishes?"
"Oh, you noticed they were gone? I have a cleaning service, they do what I'm too lazy to do. Your clothes are probably hanging in my closest, or folded up in a drawer. The two had slept in pretty late after all.
Junmyeon is busy on his phone while Yifan is busy picking out another movie for them to watch when Junmyeon asks, "Yifan? Can I tell you something, without making it awkward between the two of us?"
"Yeah." Yifan is actually paying Junmyeon completely attention, and now he's just glancing at movie titles trying to figure out the best one for them to watch.
"You know how I said that Chanyeol said he thought I liked another guy?"
"Yeah."
"I didn't tell you last night, because I didn't want to make it awkward, but I saw some things today and you saw some things today, and figured it can't get any more awkward than it already is."
"Spill the beans. I won't tell." Yifan teases.
"You."
"What?"
"Chanyeol thought that I liked you, and he said that he thought we were sneaking around behind his back."
"Oh."
"You know what else?" Junmyeon's voice has gone so soft that Yifan has to lean over a little to hear him. "What?"
"I might."
Yifan can feel his heartbeat in his ears, because Junmyeon has just said the magic words.
"I… I didn't like you like that at first. Really, you were just a boss to me. And then when you gave me those flowers and Chanyeol didn't, I thought they were so sweet. When Hwasa said that you sounded like a love struck teenager, I had really began to think about how nice you had been to me. And then you took me home when Chanyeol didn't pick me up. It was all so nice." Junmyeon had started off speaking very hesitantly, but now he was speaking almost too fast for Yifan to understand. "And I didn't want to tell you because I'm pretty sure you think I'm too young for you, and what if you think it's just because I'm rebounding off of Chanyeol, but that would require sex right? And you probably have some guy you're dating, and how do I even know you're gay, and-"
Yifan has had enough and pushes his finger against Junmyeon's mouth. "Breathe, Junmyeon. Breathe." When he sees that Junmyeon has taken some deep breaths then Yifan starts. "I appreciate you telling me all this. And honestly, I've liked you for a while." it feels good to get this off of his chest. "Seeing you with Chanyeol made me unhappy, but you looked happy and I wasn't ready to interfere with that. Even if I wanted you to love me the same way it looked like you loved Chanyeol. Though it appears I, in some way, am the reason you and Chanyeol broke up. I want to be with you. And I want you to be with me. But, you're not ready." Junmyeon opens his mouth and Yifan hushes him again. "Not because of your age, but because of the breakup. I want to make sure that this is actually what you want, and not just some emotions speaking up for you. Let's take our time with this, and get to know each other. You will be the one that decides if our relationship happens. Does that sound fair?"
Junmyeon mulls it over before nodding his head. "Yeah, it does."
-
That night, when Junmyeon is in the bed next to him on his own phone, Yifan pulls his out and sends a quick text to Yixing.
Hey, I think we should stop.
I may have found someone
and don't want it to have
issues. Sorry.
Yifan gets a response immediately.
Congratulations! I'm happy
for you! I've found someone
too! I'll keep quiet about
everything if you do. We
can still be friends?
Yifan chuckles before sending back a quick,
Yes.
-
Junmyeon starts spending more time at Yifan's place than his own dorm. Junmyeon tells Yifan that his friends said that if Yifan does anything to him, they'll come and kill him themselves. The two find a flow, and after much testing of boundaries they're finally comfortable around each other.
Their first kiss happens a few weeks after they confess their feelings for each other. They're play wrestling for the remote, though Yifan is careful of the cast, and Junmyeon plays dirty to win it. He leans forward and gives Yifan a peck on the lips, and in his shock Yifan lets go of the remote, and Junmyeon laughs in triumph before changing the channel to some anime he likes.
Yifan brings his hand up to his lips and whispers, "You kissed me."
"Yes I did. And, I got to pick what we're watching."
"You played dirty."
"So what if I did?" Junmyeon's too caught up in his TV show to see Yifan tense up, and soon Junmyeon is lying with his back on the couch and Yifan on top of him. Yifan makes eye contact before leaning down, and he presses his lips on Junmyeon. What Junmyeon doesn't expect is for Yifan to deepen the kiss, and Yifan eventually coaxes Junmyeon's mouth open. Yifan thrusts his tongue into Junmyeon's mouth, and Junmyeon moans and fuck it sounds so sexy when Junmyeon makes that sound.
Junmyeon kisses him back, and it's frantic, and Yifan pulls away to take a breath. Junmyeon's lips are red and swollen from their kiss, and his hair is messy. Yifan also notices that Junmyeon is half hard. It's perfect.
"You're saying I played dirty."
"In my defense, I wasn't trying to get you hard. Junmyeon, you're blushing like a virgin. It's just an erection."
"But I am a virgin."
That goes straight to Yifan's dick. Because damn, if this relationship continues he will be the one to defile Junmyeon, the first one to enter him, the first one to make him an absolute mess.
"Really? So you and Chanyeol?"
"Never got that far. With anyone."
Yifan smirks.
-
When Junmyeon texts him at 11 in the morning one day when Yifan is overlooking the construction of the third floor, Yifan thinks 'Shouldn't he be in class?'
I have a surprise. Be excited.
What is he supposed to be excited for? But Yifan is ready, and when he sees Junmyeon's parents car pull up in front of the gallery he quickly goes to the stairs to help his boyfriend out the car. Yes, boyfriend. A few weeks ago the two have finally said that they had reached the point in their relationship for them to call each other that.
When Yifan gets to the ground floor he sees the surprise. And the surprise is Junmyeon, walking on his own legs, no crutches, no wheelchair. Yifan walks up and hugs Junmyeon, congratulating him on making his recovery.
"I'll still have therapy every so often, but at least the cast is gone."
"That's my boy." Mr. Kim smiles. "Enjoy work, yeah. We'll see you soon."
Junmyeon has only slowly started telling people that he and Yifan are a thing. Yifan had already told those who needed to know, like Kyungsoo, Han, and Yixing. Man, he really doesn't have a lot of friends. Junmyeon hasn't told his parents yet, and Yifan is alright with that.
Yifan and Junmyeon are talking downstairs when Kyungsoo comes down. And Kyungsoo never comes down here. "We have someone demanding to see Junmyeon."
"Who?" Junmyeon takes Yifan's hand as he pulls him up, still getting used to not having a cast.
"Just. Come."
When they end up in the lobby Junmyeon tenses, and so does Yifan. It's Chanyeol. With some guy that is Junmyeon's size. The guy looks at Junmyeon, and then at Chanyeol. "Okay, you fucking asshole. Do it. Now."
Chanyeol whines something out and the shorter male reaches up and grabs Chanyeol by the jaw and pulls him down to his level. "Chanyeol. I swear to fucking god." and Chanyeol pulls away and walks up to Junmyeon and Yifan and his eyes narrow at the two being so close to each other.
"Junmyeon. I'm sorry for cheating on you. I'm sorry for hurting you."
"You better fucking mean it, Chanyeol." the shorter man comes closer so that he's at Chanyeol's side.
"I do mean it. I was an asshole, and shouldn’t have done it. But you look happier whenever I see you, and I hope you're happy after what I did."
"Oh. Thank you? For your apology." Junmyeon looks at the person his height. "And you are?"
"I'm Jongdae. And I'm sorry too. I should have looked into Chanyeol more before I got involved with him. I didn't know he had a boyfriend until a few weeks ago, when Tao slipped it out during a conversation. I fucking broke up someone's relationship. I feel really bad about it."
Oh. This is Jongdae. Jongdae is beautiful in some of the same ways that Junmyeon is. "It's fine, Jongdae. Chanyeol told me you didn't know anything about the two of us, so I can't blame you for what happened. I can only blame Chanyeol."
"I'll beat him up for you, if you want."
Junmyeon smiles, "No need, it looks like he's already whipped. And besides, I'm happier without him."
"I'm glad. I hope that you and I can get past this."
"I think we can."
-
Jongdae is on the invite to the end of the school year party, which is also Junmyeon's birthday party. It's being held at Yifan's apartment, which took lots of kisses and promises of nothing being broken to achieve.
Chanyeol comes with Jongdae, following him like a lovesick puppy. The rest of Junmyeon's friends are there as well, and Junmyeon tells them about each of them when they're not around.
"Sehun and Baekhyun just recently started dating. Sehun may seem really intimidating but in reality he's a bottom bitch." After Junmyeon and Jongdae started hanging out Junmyeon's vocabulary has become more colorful.
"Kind of like Kyungsoo. You think he'll gut you, but Han keeps him in check." Yifan chuckles at the memory of an hour earlier, when Kyungsoo had arrived with Han, and Kyungsoo had introduced Han as his husband. Junmyeon was shocked that Kyungsoo was married. "Lu Kyungsoo? Never thought that 'Lu' was a little too foreign?" Kyungsoo was clearly judging Junmyeon.
"Jongin and Zitao are a thing too, and Tao takes up my bed when I'm not at the dorm."
"At least I can share a bed with you."
"Mhm." Junmyeon laughs. It dies off soon though when Yifan's smile tightens. "Are you okay?" Junmyeon asks and looks around for the source. He sees two men, near Yifan's age, approaching the two.
"You must be the birthday boy?" one of them muses.
"I am. And you must be Yifan's friends?"
"We are. I'm Yixing. And this is my fiancé, Minseok."
"Minseok's my ex." Yifan clarifies, oh, that's why it was so awkward.
"And you must be Yifan's current boyfriend." Minseok finally speaks up, and small smile on his face. "It's nice to see Yifan happy. I'm glad you can do that for him."
Junmyeon leaves the two to catch up as he goes to talk to his own friends. Yifan rejoins his side later as it's time for Junmyeon's gifts to be opened. Yifan sits next to him and hands him the gifts from the pile on the table. Most of it is money, and one, from Baekhyun and Jongdae, is opened the closed immediately and thrusted into Yifan's hands.
Junmyeon goes to personally thank the two for the gift after the cake has been served, and Jongdae and Baekhyun both end up with cake in their hair.
-
At the end of the night when everyone is gone, and Junmyeon's parents accept the excuse of Junmyeon staying over Yifan's house to help clean up, the two retire to the bedroom where Junmyeon plans to spend the rest of his night. He starts it with a kiss, drawing Yifan's full attention to him.
Yifan pulls Junmyeon into his lap as they lock lips, Junmyeon lifting his arms so that they're around Yifan's neck. Junmyeon's weight in his lap is reassuring. Junmyeon is the one to deepen the kiss, drawing Yifan's tongue into his mouth. Yifan drops his hands to Junmyeon's hips, and he hears the hitch of breath before Junmyeon moves his hips a little.
It sends a shock straight to his cock, and Yifan isn't sure that Junmyeon is doing it on purpose until he does it again, this time pushing his ass back onto Yifan's quickly hardening cock. A quick slip of a hand down later and Yifan finds that Junmyeon himself is hard.
Yifan pulls away and whispers. "What are you doing?"
"I dunno. I think I know what I'm doing." Junmyeon leans back so he can make eye contact with Yifan. "Isn't this how sex usually starts." Yifan swallows before answering, "Yes. Why, do you want to have sex?"
"Don't you think the birthday boy deserves to lose his virginity?"
"Only if the birthday boy really wants it." Yifan says, and slips a finger up the hem of Junmyeon's shirt. "The birthday boy really wants it."
Yifan is okay with this, because it's Junmyeon that came to him about wanting to take their relationship to the next level, not the other way around. He lifts Junmyeon's shirt up, looking at a chest that has become familiar in these past months. Junmyeon is clearly confused about what Yifan is doing, but he lets Yifan take his shirt off.
Yifan lowers his head so that his mouth is at level with Junmyeon's nipples, and gives the right one a long, tentative lick. Junmyeon gasps at the new sensation, his head going town to look at Yifan. He takes this as the okay to continue, and sucks the nipple into his mouth and swirls his tongue around, and Junmyeon's shiver gives Yifan the incentive to go on.
He can't keep licking Junmyeon's nipple forever, so he slowly maneuvers them so that Junmyeon is on his back on Yifan's bed. Yifan breaks away from Junmyeon's nipple to trail wet kisses up Junmyeon's torso, and when he gets to the neck he sucks the skin into his mouth and bites it.
After tonight everyone will know that Junmyeon is taken. He's working on the third hickey when he reaches down to blindly fumble with Junmyeon's belt buckle, not wanting to get away from his current objective.
"You sure?" Yifan asks between hickeys.
"Yifan, I'm a nineteen year old v-virgin." Junmyeon's voice hitches up as his pants and underwear slide down his legs at once. "I have so much sexual frustration pent up, and I would really like for you to get rid of that for me.
"You're lucky I'm experienced, this could be more awkward if neither of us had sex before. And it could hurt more. But I'm going to make this as enjoyable and pain free as I can. Sound good?"
"Yeah."
Yifan smiles and makes his way down to Junmyeon's cock.
"Do you always go bare, or just when you think you're going to get laid?"
"I happen to like the feel of smooth skin above my dick, don't think you're special Yifan."
"You wound me." Yifan jokes an licks at a vein on Junmyeon's cock that leads up to the head, where he sucks on it. He has enough experience and memories to know to hold the hips down, so that Junmyeon doesn't fuck up into his mouth.
Yifan bobs his head, Junmyeon's soft cries music to his ears. When he feels Junmyeon tense up he pulls away, and Junmyeon whines. "Why'd you stop?"
"Because you were about to come, and I only want you to do it when I'm inside you."
"Screw you."
"Yes dear," Yifan muses as he leans forward and opens the top drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a fresh tube of lube. Junmyeon watches as he uncaps it, and grin on his face. "How long has that been there?"
"Since you've been staying at my house." Yifan tells him, and rubs the lube between his fingers. It's going to be cold now, when he pushes his fingers into Junmyeon, and hopefully the younger can look past it later.
He's not sure if it's the coldness or the sudden push of a finger against Junmyeon's entrance that has it tensing, so Yifan leans up to kiss at Junmyeon's mouth to distract him. "Don't tense up, you'll make it hurt more than it should."
"I guess I'm not used to having fingers up my ass."
Yifan has only gotten his finger in to the bed of the nail and he pauses. "You've never fingered yourself?"
Junmyeon shakes his head. "I usually just jerk myself off."
"Nice to know." Yifan grins, storing that information in for later. Probably when they're more comfortable having sex, and Yifan will have Junmyeon finger himself to orgasm while Yifan watches. Maybe he'd make Junmyeon beg to come, have Junmyeon massage his own prostate, use a cock ring to make sure Junmyeon doesn't come until Yifan says he can.
Just those images has more blood rushing to Yifan's own cock, so he pushes the rest of his index finger in and leaves it there. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Do whatever you would usually do after this."
"Don't tell me you've never watched gay porn?"
"They don't usually show this part."
Yifan had to agree, and soon, after moving his first finger around he pulled it out and added more lube. "Alright. Two fingers." this time he would be aiming to find Junmyeon's prostate. Usually, in Yifan's experience, it's hard to come with only a cock in your ass the first few times. So Yifan wants to find Junmyeon's prostate, so he can hit that and stroke his cock at the same time.
He finds it right as Junmyeon seems to be growing impatient, and he smirks at the jerk of Junmyeon's hips. "Oh. Wow, that f-"
Yifan doesn't give Junmyeon a chance to finish what he's saying as he strokes Junmyeon's prostate even more, leaving the younger breathless. "God, you're so beautiful like this. A mess under my fingers. Moaning my name."
"Will you shut up, and fuck me?"
"No, I won't."
Junmyeon's cry of protest is cut off by the pressure as Yifan pushes his third finger in. Theoretically speaking, Junmyeon should have been fully prepared for Yifan's cock with just the first two fingers, because Yifan's hands and fingers are huge. But Yifan wants to make sure that nothing goes wrong so he prepares Junmyeon even more.
"I'm going to make love to you. Slow, and passionate."
"Same thing." Junmyeon huffs, and Yifan shakes his head with a small chuckle as he pulls all three fingers out and pushes them back in, loving Junmyeon's reaction as his back arches off the bed. "On the contrary, they're very different."
Yifan deems Junmyeon well prepared, but to make sure he puts more lube on his fingers and push them into Junmyeon, then pulls out. "Don’t move." he says when he sees Junmyeon look up, "I have to get a condom."
"Hmmm." Junmyeon hums, and Yifan reaches back into the nightstand drawer to grab a condom. He is careful with ripping off the foil, and he strokes himself a few more times before pinching the tip of the condom before rolling it on himself.
Yifan pulls Junmyeon into his lap, his cock teasing the outside of Junmyeon's hole. "You see Junmyeon," he motions for Junmyeon to kneel, and Yifan lines himself up when Junmyeon's body isn't making contact with his.
"Sink down."
Junmyeon goes straight down and Yifan is holding his cock to make sure it goes in, "Slowly. At your own pace." He isn't expecting Junmyeon to just sit on his lip in one go. Junmyeon clenches around him and it feels like Junmyeon is trying to cut the circulation off.
"Told you to go slow."
"Shut up." Junmyeon looks up and purses his lips. Yifan takes the hint and leans down to kiss Junmyeon to take his mind off the pain. This kiss is lazy, their tongues rubbing against each other, and there's trail of spit with Junmyeon pulls away. Yifan thinks Junmyeon is going to tell him he's ready for Yifan to move. "This is what it feels like to have a dick up my ass."
Yifan snorts, "Perfect thing to say in the middle of sex."
"I thought it was making love."
"Making love is a form of love, so is fucking. And Junmyeon, you're going to know when I'm fucking you, because the only thing you're going to be thinking about is me, you're going to be calling out my name, and clenching around my cock as I pound you into the mattress."
Junmyeon opens his mouth but he clearly doesn't know what to say because his mouth just hangs open.
"Are you ready for me to move?"
"Yes."
Yifan had only sat Junmyeon on his lap for the initial penetration. He moves Junmyeon back onto his back, keeping himself in Junmyeon. He pulls out when Junmyeon's back is on the mattress. He makes sure he's making eye contact with Junmyeon as he thrusts back in, loving the soft moan that comes from Junmyeon's mouth.
"You look so good like this. I want you to know that."
"Thanks, I'm sure I do."
Yifan wants to get in deeper, to make Junmyeon really feel it. He starts to spread Junmyeon's legs and he groans when they go further than Yifan had anticipated. "You're really flexible."
"Yeah. You didn't know?"
Yifan shakes his head and pulls back and thrusts in hard. Junmyeon gasps. "Did you like that?"
"Yes." So Yifan does it again, pushing into his boyfriend at a slow but deep pace. It's not doing much for Yifan, but seeing the ecstasy on Junmyeon's face is more than enough. Junmyeon looks close again, and Yifan isn't going to be mean about it this time. He removes his hands from Junmyeon's legs to get closer and picks up his pace and wraps one of his hands around Junmyeon, and the younger comes after five strokes.
Yifan watches as it splatters Junmyeon's chest, which is moving rapidly as he tries to regain his breath from his orgasm. "Sex is great." he decides and Yifan laughs as he pulls out, completely ignoring the fact that he's hard. "It can get better, this is only the beginning for you."
"Is that so?" he looks down and sees Yifan still hard. "Do you want me to take care of that?"
"No, I'll deal with it myself. I'm going to go get a towel to wipe you off with."
By the time Yifan comes back Junmyeon is out cold. He doesn't stir when Yifan wipes him with the moist towel or throws the blankets on him, and Yifan kisses his forehead before going back to the bathroom to shower and then to the living room where he can watch TV.
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"You never said anything about it hurting the next day." Junmyeon hisses and kicks Yifan's back. "Ouch. Ouch!" Yifan is on the floor before he knows what's going on. "What the fuck, Junmyeon?"
"My fucking ass and back hurts."
"Yeah, well that happens when a dick goes up your ass." Yifan yells. "Your back and ass will hurt."
"You know what old man, give it five years, and you'll be waking up with back pain every day because of you being a senior citizen."
"I'm not that old."
"You're almost thirty. That's old by my standard."
"This old man had his dick up your ass less than 24 hours ago, and this is how you repay me? By insulting my age?"
"You could have told me it would hurt the next day."
"I forgot."
"Oh."
"I think you need to apologize."
"Sorry."
"No, I mean a different way."
Junmyeon can only shake his head as Yifan wiggles his eyebrows and climbs back into the bed.