[TVXQ] Pieces; Junsu&Yoochun
Pieces
Junsu&Yoochun. PG-13. 326w.
piece by piece Junsu gives Yoochun his heart.
At around two o'clock in the morning Junsu finds himself pressed against a familiar wall, with familiar lips latched onto his. Yoochun. He knows by the taste of alcohol in his own mouth that Yoochun has been drinking, and when Yoochun has been drinking it means that he needs inspiration.
Junsu wishes that it were him that Yoochun would go to for inspiration. He wishes that he could be the burning cigarette between Yoochun's fingers, the bottle that Yoochun reaches for. It's his embrace he wants Yoochun to crave.
His heart breaks a little when he realizes that Yoochun won't remember any of this come morning; the fingers Junsu run gently through his hair or the soft caresses Junsu ghosts over his face and body as he desperately longs to be Yoochun's vice.
Lips press against each other harder, and the kiss becomes less chaste with every passing second. Junsu feels Yoochun's tongue ghost over his bottom lip, his teeth following. Junsu moans and Yoochun doesn't stop. Cold fingers find their way under Junsu's shirt and tighten around his sides. The contrast between the cold and his hot skin have Junsu arching his back for more. Yoochun traps Junsu against the wall like he is afraid that the other man might try to escape.
Junsu's heart breaks a little bit more again; he wants to hold Yoochun and tell him that he'll never try to escape. Junsu wants to say that no matter how many times his heart shatters, the pieces will always belong to Yoochun. The words weigh down the tip of his tongue but he bites them back.
They would be wasted words. Junsu will save them for a better time. Instead he allows himself to go limp against Yoochun, sending delicate kisses down his neck. Junsu knows it should be the other way around, he should be the one supporting Yoochun.
Another piece of his heart breaks, for Yoochun he reminds himself.
Junsu&Yoochun. PG-13. 326w.
piece by piece Junsu gives Yoochun his heart.
At around two o'clock in the morning Junsu finds himself pressed against a familiar wall, with familiar lips latched onto his. Yoochun. He knows by the taste of alcohol in his own mouth that Yoochun has been drinking, and when Yoochun has been drinking it means that he needs inspiration.
Junsu wishes that it were him that Yoochun would go to for inspiration. He wishes that he could be the burning cigarette between Yoochun's fingers, the bottle that Yoochun reaches for. It's his embrace he wants Yoochun to crave.
His heart breaks a little when he realizes that Yoochun won't remember any of this come morning; the fingers Junsu run gently through his hair or the soft caresses Junsu ghosts over his face and body as he desperately longs to be Yoochun's vice.
Lips press against each other harder, and the kiss becomes less chaste with every passing second. Junsu feels Yoochun's tongue ghost over his bottom lip, his teeth following. Junsu moans and Yoochun doesn't stop. Cold fingers find their way under Junsu's shirt and tighten around his sides. The contrast between the cold and his hot skin have Junsu arching his back for more. Yoochun traps Junsu against the wall like he is afraid that the other man might try to escape.
Junsu's heart breaks a little bit more again; he wants to hold Yoochun and tell him that he'll never try to escape. Junsu wants to say that no matter how many times his heart shatters, the pieces will always belong to Yoochun. The words weigh down the tip of his tongue but he bites them back.
They would be wasted words. Junsu will save them for a better time. Instead he allows himself to go limp against Yoochun, sending delicate kisses down his neck. Junsu knows it should be the other way around, he should be the one supporting Yoochun.
Another piece of his heart breaks, for Yoochun he reminds himself.