Coffee Flavored Kisses
Title: Coffee Flavored Kisses
Pairing: Yunchun
Rating: PG-13
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I wish.
Summary: Coffee tastes better this way.
AN: 2U will always be my first love. Because they're beauty is unrivaled. They can be so much. All the feels.
Yunho didn’t really like coffee. He liked tea. Coffee was too bitter.
Like the silence that had erupted when he had told Yoochun how he felt about him. When he had confessed to his dongsaeng he didn’t know how it would turn out but he didn’t expect this. The silence was deafening, a definite rejection.
That didn’t stop him from capturing the lips of the boy across from him. The boy that was nurturing a cup of black coffee. The boy who hadn’t said a word since they had sat down.
He could taste the coffee when their tongues touched. It was too sweet and so like Yoochun. He couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t stop himself from pressing closer. Tongue delving deeper, looking for the last remaining traces of that last sip Yoochun had taken..
He pulled back. Yoochun’s eyes were still closed. His breath was coming out in soft pants and his cheeks were flushed. He hadn’t exactly responded but he hadn’t stopped Yunho either.
Yunho leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He never opened his eyes. He didn’t show any sign of acknowledging what Yunho had said. He just sat there, unmoving and beautiful.
Yunho shrunk back immediately. Maybe Yoochun really was rejecting him. Maybe he didn’t feel the same way. Maybe his request had fallen upon ears that didn’t know how to respond. He reluctantly backed away from those lips although he could still feel them on his and wanted to feel them again.
“I’m sorry. I take it back. Just please talk to me.” When Yoochun finally looked at him he had tears in his eyes and Yunho felt his heart break. He had made him cry. He made the person he loved cry. He put his head in his hands and mentally berated himself.
While Yunho condemned himself to hell for his wrongdoings, Yoochun stared. He watched Yunho put his face in his hands. He heard the apologies rolling off his lips.
And he knew that his tears were probably taking on tons of negative connotations for Yunho, but he couldn’t stop them and he couldn’t force the words out of his head, into his mouth, onto his lips, so that they could reach Yunho’s ears. So after Yunho looks up again, he takes a drink from the cup in front of him.
Hoping that the message he was trying to convey is being understood...
Yunho’s face lights up. The smile back in full force. Light returning to his eyes. He leans over the table again to chase the elusive taste of coffee on his dongsaeng’s tongue.
Yoochun thinks Yunho is addicted. Yunho knows he his.
He pulls back again with the same request in his eyes. Yoochun takes another sip.
Pairing: Yunchun
Rating: PG-13
Length: Oneshot
Genre: Romance
Disclaimer: I wish.
Summary: Coffee tastes better this way.
AN: 2U will always be my first love. Because they're beauty is unrivaled. They can be so much. All the feels.
Yunho didn’t really like coffee. He liked tea. Coffee was too bitter.
Like the silence that had erupted when he had told Yoochun how he felt about him. When he had confessed to his dongsaeng he didn’t know how it would turn out but he didn’t expect this. The silence was deafening, a definite rejection.
That didn’t stop him from capturing the lips of the boy across from him. The boy that was nurturing a cup of black coffee. The boy who hadn’t said a word since they had sat down.
He could taste the coffee when their tongues touched. It was too sweet and so like Yoochun. He couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t stop himself from pressing closer. Tongue delving deeper, looking for the last remaining traces of that last sip Yoochun had taken..
He pulled back. Yoochun’s eyes were still closed. His breath was coming out in soft pants and his cheeks were flushed. He hadn’t exactly responded but he hadn’t stopped Yunho either.
Yunho leaned over and whispered something in his ear. He never opened his eyes. He didn’t show any sign of acknowledging what Yunho had said. He just sat there, unmoving and beautiful.
Yunho shrunk back immediately. Maybe Yoochun really was rejecting him. Maybe he didn’t feel the same way. Maybe his request had fallen upon ears that didn’t know how to respond. He reluctantly backed away from those lips although he could still feel them on his and wanted to feel them again.
“I’m sorry. I take it back. Just please talk to me.” When Yoochun finally looked at him he had tears in his eyes and Yunho felt his heart break. He had made him cry. He made the person he loved cry. He put his head in his hands and mentally berated himself.
While Yunho condemned himself to hell for his wrongdoings, Yoochun stared. He watched Yunho put his face in his hands. He heard the apologies rolling off his lips.
And he knew that his tears were probably taking on tons of negative connotations for Yunho, but he couldn’t stop them and he couldn’t force the words out of his head, into his mouth, onto his lips, so that they could reach Yunho’s ears. So after Yunho looks up again, he takes a drink from the cup in front of him.
Hoping that the message he was trying to convey is being understood...
Yunho’s face lights up. The smile back in full force. Light returning to his eyes. He leans over the table again to chase the elusive taste of coffee on his dongsaeng’s tongue.
Yoochun thinks Yunho is addicted. Yunho knows he his.
He pulls back again with the same request in his eyes. Yoochun takes another sip.