what do you want to do?
Title: What Do You Want to Do?
Pairing: JinChan
Word Count: 2457
Summary: Jinyoung spends his day off relaxing, but then Gongchan comes in and ruins everything (or does he?).
Rating: R
(a/n: this is my first completed fic, wow. also, i didn't use caps or anything, because i wrote most of this on my kindle and was too lazy to fix it oop. also, i hadn't planned on finishing this any time soon, but it's my best friend's birthday today and i finished it for her, as a gift. love u bb <3)
it was a nice, warm day, the sun was shining brightly and there was even a light breeze. the weather was almost miraculous, but despite all this, jung jinyoung found himself inside, lying on a plush sofa. this was typical practice for the singer though, he’d never been much of an outside person, and on a rare day off like today, he was definitely going to take advantage of resting as much as he could. the other occupants of the extravagant hotel room, where jinyoung was currently located, were out sightseeing. thankfully, he didn’t mind being alone.
the (unnatural) redhead was a true image of beauty and he’d be one of the first people to tell you so, if given the chance. his long and seemingly frail body easily took up quite a bit of room on the couch he relaxed on, but it was still large enough for him to daydream comfortably. music played quietly, delivered directly from jinyoung’s earbuds. he was searching for inspiration for a batch of new songs he was currently working on, and most of the time, it could be found hidden in the depths of his ipod. words took soundless form on his pink, pillowy lips and he played an invisible instrument on his leg with his slender fingers.
his eyes were closed, and for the first time in a while, jinyoung was comfortable. not that he minded working hard, in fact, there was nothing he loved more than pushing himself to become better at what he loved. sometimes, it was nice to just lie around and appreciate a quiet state of mind, which was impossible being in the group he was in and having the members that he had. not that he didn’t love them, because if anyone in the world loved b1a4, it was definitely jinyoung. he had stopped thinking of what he did as a job a long time ago. he couldn’t think of anything more pleasing than to make fans happy and to do it with his members at his side. they were his best friends, his brothers and during the times when the usually private leader wasn’t strong enough to hold in the stress, the pressure, the pain of being an idol, they were his parents. it was thoughts like this that kept jinyoung positive and also helped him from going insane sometimes.
it was well past noon and he was still in his pajamas, which consisted of a plain white shirt and blue sweatpants. this was not usual for him, but he took the art of relaxing seriously and would throw out a few of his own rules, just to achieve a state of nirvana. jinyoung stretched his arms and placed them behind his head, while elevating his feet and resting them on the sofa's arm. a slow grin crept across his mouth, uncovering a hint of two rows of perfect teeth, and out loud, he said, "ahhhhh, this is the life!" it was cheesy and awkward, but sadly, this was just how jinyoung was built. it had been a line in many films that he'd seen before and he had always wanted to say it and he was never one to back down from an opportunity, no matter how trite it seemed.
hours slipped by somehow and jinyoung only got up when he absolutely had to. even going to the restroom and keeping himself fed seemed like unnecessary chores. the couch would surely have his body's imprint left in it for days. sometimes, a voice at the back of his head would nag, saying that he could be doing something productive right then, but he just ignored it. it was going to be a stress and work free day, dammit. he refused to have it any other way, and as an act of rebellion against his own mind, jinyoung turned over to his side and took a nap.
the sound of a key card swiping and the door to the room opening caused jinyoung to stir from his slumber. well, there goes the rest of my day off, he thought, slightly angry, even though he had plenty of time to rest, but you could never rest enough in this sort of situation. hopeful that maybe whoever it was that came in would leave him alone, if they thought he was asleep, jinyoung kept his eyes closed and didn't move. depending on which member it was, they might just leave him alone. his chances were not very good though. the three younger ones always wanted to play and would bug you to death, til you gave in to their whims.
when the mystery member walked softly by the couch and went into their room, jinyoung let out a mental sigh of relief. god bless you, shinwoo, he thought. he felt silly for thinking that anyone besides the good ol' reliable umma would come home from having fun first. now, jinyoung knew he was in the clear and his slight anxiety wavered and sleep quickly fell upon him once again.
weight pressing against his back caused jinyoung to wake up again. arms wrapped themselves around jinyoung's waist and a cute voice cooed, "hyunggggg~". there was only one possible person it could be. "chanshik, what are you doing?" jinyoung asked, trying to turn around and brush the maknae's hands away. it proved futile in the end. chanshik was almost as tiny as jinyoung, but even a kitten could overpower him and even though chanshik was certainly as adorable as a kitten, he was definitely stronger than one.
"you're not even gonna tell me hi, jinyoungie? so rude~" jinyoung could hear the exaggerated pout in chanshik's voice.
"hello, chanshik," jinyoung replied in a slightly irritated tone, "why are you back so early? i didn't expect you or the others to come back, until late. also, why are you bothering me, when i'm obviously trying to sleep?"
the youngest member pondered over his words for a second, before answering, "hmmmm, i got bored and decided to come home and play with hyung! i tried to wait for you to wake up, but you took too long and i got lonely, so i thought i'd come and cuddle you awake!" he laughed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world to do and that jinyoung was a goofy person for even thinking about asking.
chanshik meant a lot, not only to jinyoung, but to the group overall. everyone doted on the precious maknae and let him get away with everything. definitely, he was the one who had the hardest time adjusting to idol life. you could just mention the word "family" and tears would fall from chanshik's eyes. not only did did he suffer from severe homesickness but he also felt self-conscious about his abilities. many times had he told the members about his worries, the ones were he was convinced he wasn't good enough to be in the group. no matter how often everyone told him that his singing and dancing were just fine and how he had improved so much, chanshik would still opt out of getting more lines and appeared visibly nervous on music shows. he couldn't shake the feeling that he was just there to be a pretty face and do aegyo and that he didn't deserve to be in b1a4, because of it. when they were at fan meets, sometimes jinyoung would look over at chanshik, smiling brightly at fans, and he could see the hidden sadness behind his eyes. these were some of the reasons why the members would go easy on chanshik and this was definitely one of those times, even though jinyoung really didn't want to, he just couldn't bring himself to be mean to the poor kid.
giving a somewhat forced smile, jinyoung asked, "okay, i'm awake now, what do you want to play?" his back was still turned towards chanshik and he felt odd talking to a couch.
after a few moments of awkward silence, chanshik answered, "let's play," he suddenly hugged jinyoung tighter and buried his face in his shoulder, and continued in a voice barely above a whisper, "a kissing game."
red flooded jinyoung's cheeks and he assumed that he had just heard wrong. it was in this moment that jinyoung realized that chanshik was only wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. the heat his body was giving off started feeling unbearable and jinyoung both wanted to escape and explore this further. the fact that there was only four layers of easily removable clothing (and that's only if chanshik chose to wear underwear that day) in between their crotches caused the blood in jinyoung's face to start flowing elsewhere. "uhm, w-what did you say?"
"i think you heard me, hyung..." chanshik had never spoke so bluntly before and it both scared and aroused jinyoung. "i like you, hyung. you've always been the best to me, the best possible older brother i could ever ask for and i want to repay you... with kisses."
jinyoung turned around, facing chanshik for the first time. his face had turned a bright shade of red, as well. chanshik's visage was a work of art and seeing it this close made jinyoung lose his breath. honestly, jinyoung had never met another man he would call more attractive than himself, until he met the maknae. how he had one double lidded and one single lidded eye was probably jinyoung's favorite part and the scar above chanshik's eye just added even more to the perfect puzzle, articulately put together by the most talented craftsmen. the mole on chanshik's right ear (which were big and stuck out like a certain animated elephant's) was so cute that jinyoung couldn't help but reach out and touch it. chanshik reacted by wincing a little and jinyoung quickly pulled his hand away, feeling ashamed. it was then that elder discovered probably the most beautiful thing in the world, the mole that sat idly upon chanshik's bottom lip. jinyoung had a mole much like that and he wanted nothing more than for them to touch.
"chanshik, i'm glad you appreciate me, but you don't have to do anything, in fact, it seems unpr-" jinyoung's lies were interrupted by lips pressing against his. chanshik stroked jinyoung's face, as he sucked lightly on his upper lip. he backed off and said, "if you don't want to, i'll leave now, i just wanted to do it once and i'm sorry if it has hurt our friendship." the all too familiar sadness behind his eyes appeared once again and made jinyoung throw all his insecurities about what was happening out the window.
"no, chanshik, it's alright, i want to." jinyoung gave a small smile and chanshik's entire face lit up at his answer. the younger's hand traveled to jinyoung's lower back and slipped under his shirt. the touch caused jinyoung to let out a small gasp and though he had tried really hard not to, his penis became fully erect. and from the feel of it, he wasn't the only one.
lips were once again pressed together and moved together in perfect unison. jinyoung tried to touch as much of chanshik as he could, his hand making a trail up his bare arm, up to his shoulder, and finally resting in his beautiful black hair. chanshik's fingers traced jinyoung's spine and slowly went up his ribs, as if counting each and every bone. his hand came to a stop under jinyoung's armpit and his thumb reached out, drawing achingly slow circles around the leader's nipple, causing jinyoung to let out a groan in chanshik's mouth. he pulled chanshik closer, their crotches right up against each other. both bodies bucked their hips together, feeling the other's hardness and longing to feel even more.
they only broke apart to take harsh broken breaths and to stare at each other, their faces full of want. both boys were virgins and would have no idea what to do if this went any further, but it didn't seem to mean much, at the moment. jinyoung was more than fine with what was going on, but it would be more than fine to lose it all right then and there too.
chanshik had a habit with biting and it seemed to carry on in his kissing. every so often, he'd apply pressure with his teeth on jinyoung's lip. it'd be a lie to say that he didn't enjoy it. he wanted to feel chanshik's teeth all over his body. jinyoung slipped his tongue into the maknae's mouth and hungrily brushed against chanshik's. chanshik's lips sucked on jinyoung's tongue and the way he looked at jinyoung while doing it made him think of and want other things to be sucked on someday.
the leader flipped chanshik on his back and whispered "i want you" into his ear, while his hand worked its way down and found itself at chanshik's shorts. his hand pulled them down just enough, that chanshik's head was sticking out. he looked down and thought to himself, wow, even his cock is cute. jinyoung's thumb ran in circles over the pre-cum soaked tip, eliciting moans from chanshik.
"h-hyung, i want you too. so baddd... but i think we should go on a date first." chanshik gave an evil grin and jinyoung's world stopped spinning for a second. chanshik took this opportunity to push jinyoung off him and stand up, adjusting himself, as best as one could.
mentally, jinyoung screamed, "you little cock blocker," into the couch cushion. then he sat up, trying to play it cool, he wasn't going to let his rep as the calm and collected leader slip, just because chanshik decided to be a twerp. "...that's fine. i'll take you out to dinner tonight, does that sound alright?"
chanshik nodded eagerly, "yep, sounds great~ i'll see you later, okay? boyfriend~" he gave one of his famous winks and skipped off to his bedroom.
jinyoung held his face in his hands, feeling defeated. it was a good thing that he was used to losing. he felt unsatisfied and also completely satisfied, all at once. he had a boyfriend now, he chuckled to himself. it sounded nice. as he got up and made his way to the bathroom, he thought of places were he could take chanshik out to dinner. though, obviously he had more important matters to take care of first, his eyes traveling down to the bulge in his now stained pajama pants. they were his favorite too. even with the slight frustration he felt, he still smiled, as he closed the door and locked it, giving himself even more needed me time.
Pairing: JinChan
Word Count: 2457
Summary: Jinyoung spends his day off relaxing, but then Gongchan comes in and ruins everything (or does he?).
Rating: R
(a/n: this is my first completed fic, wow. also, i didn't use caps or anything, because i wrote most of this on my kindle and was too lazy to fix it oop. also, i hadn't planned on finishing this any time soon, but it's my best friend's birthday today and i finished it for her, as a gift. love u bb <3)
it was a nice, warm day, the sun was shining brightly and there was even a light breeze. the weather was almost miraculous, but despite all this, jung jinyoung found himself inside, lying on a plush sofa. this was typical practice for the singer though, he’d never been much of an outside person, and on a rare day off like today, he was definitely going to take advantage of resting as much as he could. the other occupants of the extravagant hotel room, where jinyoung was currently located, were out sightseeing. thankfully, he didn’t mind being alone.
the (unnatural) redhead was a true image of beauty and he’d be one of the first people to tell you so, if given the chance. his long and seemingly frail body easily took up quite a bit of room on the couch he relaxed on, but it was still large enough for him to daydream comfortably. music played quietly, delivered directly from jinyoung’s earbuds. he was searching for inspiration for a batch of new songs he was currently working on, and most of the time, it could be found hidden in the depths of his ipod. words took soundless form on his pink, pillowy lips and he played an invisible instrument on his leg with his slender fingers.
his eyes were closed, and for the first time in a while, jinyoung was comfortable. not that he minded working hard, in fact, there was nothing he loved more than pushing himself to become better at what he loved. sometimes, it was nice to just lie around and appreciate a quiet state of mind, which was impossible being in the group he was in and having the members that he had. not that he didn’t love them, because if anyone in the world loved b1a4, it was definitely jinyoung. he had stopped thinking of what he did as a job a long time ago. he couldn’t think of anything more pleasing than to make fans happy and to do it with his members at his side. they were his best friends, his brothers and during the times when the usually private leader wasn’t strong enough to hold in the stress, the pressure, the pain of being an idol, they were his parents. it was thoughts like this that kept jinyoung positive and also helped him from going insane sometimes.
it was well past noon and he was still in his pajamas, which consisted of a plain white shirt and blue sweatpants. this was not usual for him, but he took the art of relaxing seriously and would throw out a few of his own rules, just to achieve a state of nirvana. jinyoung stretched his arms and placed them behind his head, while elevating his feet and resting them on the sofa's arm. a slow grin crept across his mouth, uncovering a hint of two rows of perfect teeth, and out loud, he said, "ahhhhh, this is the life!" it was cheesy and awkward, but sadly, this was just how jinyoung was built. it had been a line in many films that he'd seen before and he had always wanted to say it and he was never one to back down from an opportunity, no matter how trite it seemed.
hours slipped by somehow and jinyoung only got up when he absolutely had to. even going to the restroom and keeping himself fed seemed like unnecessary chores. the couch would surely have his body's imprint left in it for days. sometimes, a voice at the back of his head would nag, saying that he could be doing something productive right then, but he just ignored it. it was going to be a stress and work free day, dammit. he refused to have it any other way, and as an act of rebellion against his own mind, jinyoung turned over to his side and took a nap.
the sound of a key card swiping and the door to the room opening caused jinyoung to stir from his slumber. well, there goes the rest of my day off, he thought, slightly angry, even though he had plenty of time to rest, but you could never rest enough in this sort of situation. hopeful that maybe whoever it was that came in would leave him alone, if they thought he was asleep, jinyoung kept his eyes closed and didn't move. depending on which member it was, they might just leave him alone. his chances were not very good though. the three younger ones always wanted to play and would bug you to death, til you gave in to their whims.
when the mystery member walked softly by the couch and went into their room, jinyoung let out a mental sigh of relief. god bless you, shinwoo, he thought. he felt silly for thinking that anyone besides the good ol' reliable umma would come home from having fun first. now, jinyoung knew he was in the clear and his slight anxiety wavered and sleep quickly fell upon him once again.
weight pressing against his back caused jinyoung to wake up again. arms wrapped themselves around jinyoung's waist and a cute voice cooed, "hyunggggg~". there was only one possible person it could be. "chanshik, what are you doing?" jinyoung asked, trying to turn around and brush the maknae's hands away. it proved futile in the end. chanshik was almost as tiny as jinyoung, but even a kitten could overpower him and even though chanshik was certainly as adorable as a kitten, he was definitely stronger than one.
"you're not even gonna tell me hi, jinyoungie? so rude~" jinyoung could hear the exaggerated pout in chanshik's voice.
"hello, chanshik," jinyoung replied in a slightly irritated tone, "why are you back so early? i didn't expect you or the others to come back, until late. also, why are you bothering me, when i'm obviously trying to sleep?"
the youngest member pondered over his words for a second, before answering, "hmmmm, i got bored and decided to come home and play with hyung! i tried to wait for you to wake up, but you took too long and i got lonely, so i thought i'd come and cuddle you awake!" he laughed, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world to do and that jinyoung was a goofy person for even thinking about asking.
chanshik meant a lot, not only to jinyoung, but to the group overall. everyone doted on the precious maknae and let him get away with everything. definitely, he was the one who had the hardest time adjusting to idol life. you could just mention the word "family" and tears would fall from chanshik's eyes. not only did did he suffer from severe homesickness but he also felt self-conscious about his abilities. many times had he told the members about his worries, the ones were he was convinced he wasn't good enough to be in the group. no matter how often everyone told him that his singing and dancing were just fine and how he had improved so much, chanshik would still opt out of getting more lines and appeared visibly nervous on music shows. he couldn't shake the feeling that he was just there to be a pretty face and do aegyo and that he didn't deserve to be in b1a4, because of it. when they were at fan meets, sometimes jinyoung would look over at chanshik, smiling brightly at fans, and he could see the hidden sadness behind his eyes. these were some of the reasons why the members would go easy on chanshik and this was definitely one of those times, even though jinyoung really didn't want to, he just couldn't bring himself to be mean to the poor kid.
giving a somewhat forced smile, jinyoung asked, "okay, i'm awake now, what do you want to play?" his back was still turned towards chanshik and he felt odd talking to a couch.
after a few moments of awkward silence, chanshik answered, "let's play," he suddenly hugged jinyoung tighter and buried his face in his shoulder, and continued in a voice barely above a whisper, "a kissing game."
red flooded jinyoung's cheeks and he assumed that he had just heard wrong. it was in this moment that jinyoung realized that chanshik was only wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. the heat his body was giving off started feeling unbearable and jinyoung both wanted to escape and explore this further. the fact that there was only four layers of easily removable clothing (and that's only if chanshik chose to wear underwear that day) in between their crotches caused the blood in jinyoung's face to start flowing elsewhere. "uhm, w-what did you say?"
"i think you heard me, hyung..." chanshik had never spoke so bluntly before and it both scared and aroused jinyoung. "i like you, hyung. you've always been the best to me, the best possible older brother i could ever ask for and i want to repay you... with kisses."
jinyoung turned around, facing chanshik for the first time. his face had turned a bright shade of red, as well. chanshik's visage was a work of art and seeing it this close made jinyoung lose his breath. honestly, jinyoung had never met another man he would call more attractive than himself, until he met the maknae. how he had one double lidded and one single lidded eye was probably jinyoung's favorite part and the scar above chanshik's eye just added even more to the perfect puzzle, articulately put together by the most talented craftsmen. the mole on chanshik's right ear (which were big and stuck out like a certain animated elephant's) was so cute that jinyoung couldn't help but reach out and touch it. chanshik reacted by wincing a little and jinyoung quickly pulled his hand away, feeling ashamed. it was then that elder discovered probably the most beautiful thing in the world, the mole that sat idly upon chanshik's bottom lip. jinyoung had a mole much like that and he wanted nothing more than for them to touch.
"chanshik, i'm glad you appreciate me, but you don't have to do anything, in fact, it seems unpr-" jinyoung's lies were interrupted by lips pressing against his. chanshik stroked jinyoung's face, as he sucked lightly on his upper lip. he backed off and said, "if you don't want to, i'll leave now, i just wanted to do it once and i'm sorry if it has hurt our friendship." the all too familiar sadness behind his eyes appeared once again and made jinyoung throw all his insecurities about what was happening out the window.
"no, chanshik, it's alright, i want to." jinyoung gave a small smile and chanshik's entire face lit up at his answer. the younger's hand traveled to jinyoung's lower back and slipped under his shirt. the touch caused jinyoung to let out a small gasp and though he had tried really hard not to, his penis became fully erect. and from the feel of it, he wasn't the only one.
lips were once again pressed together and moved together in perfect unison. jinyoung tried to touch as much of chanshik as he could, his hand making a trail up his bare arm, up to his shoulder, and finally resting in his beautiful black hair. chanshik's fingers traced jinyoung's spine and slowly went up his ribs, as if counting each and every bone. his hand came to a stop under jinyoung's armpit and his thumb reached out, drawing achingly slow circles around the leader's nipple, causing jinyoung to let out a groan in chanshik's mouth. he pulled chanshik closer, their crotches right up against each other. both bodies bucked their hips together, feeling the other's hardness and longing to feel even more.
they only broke apart to take harsh broken breaths and to stare at each other, their faces full of want. both boys were virgins and would have no idea what to do if this went any further, but it didn't seem to mean much, at the moment. jinyoung was more than fine with what was going on, but it would be more than fine to lose it all right then and there too.
chanshik had a habit with biting and it seemed to carry on in his kissing. every so often, he'd apply pressure with his teeth on jinyoung's lip. it'd be a lie to say that he didn't enjoy it. he wanted to feel chanshik's teeth all over his body. jinyoung slipped his tongue into the maknae's mouth and hungrily brushed against chanshik's. chanshik's lips sucked on jinyoung's tongue and the way he looked at jinyoung while doing it made him think of and want other things to be sucked on someday.
the leader flipped chanshik on his back and whispered "i want you" into his ear, while his hand worked its way down and found itself at chanshik's shorts. his hand pulled them down just enough, that chanshik's head was sticking out. he looked down and thought to himself, wow, even his cock is cute. jinyoung's thumb ran in circles over the pre-cum soaked tip, eliciting moans from chanshik.
"h-hyung, i want you too. so baddd... but i think we should go on a date first." chanshik gave an evil grin and jinyoung's world stopped spinning for a second. chanshik took this opportunity to push jinyoung off him and stand up, adjusting himself, as best as one could.
mentally, jinyoung screamed, "you little cock blocker," into the couch cushion. then he sat up, trying to play it cool, he wasn't going to let his rep as the calm and collected leader slip, just because chanshik decided to be a twerp. "...that's fine. i'll take you out to dinner tonight, does that sound alright?"
chanshik nodded eagerly, "yep, sounds great~ i'll see you later, okay? boyfriend~" he gave one of his famous winks and skipped off to his bedroom.
jinyoung held his face in his hands, feeling defeated. it was a good thing that he was used to losing. he felt unsatisfied and also completely satisfied, all at once. he had a boyfriend now, he chuckled to himself. it sounded nice. as he got up and made his way to the bathroom, he thought of places were he could take chanshik out to dinner. though, obviously he had more important matters to take care of first, his eyes traveling down to the bulge in his now stained pajama pants. they were his favorite too. even with the slight frustration he felt, he still smiled, as he closed the door and locked it, giving himself even more needed me time.