질투 (Jealousy) - Prologue
질투 (Jealousy)
pairing: Woogyu (Woo Hyun/ Seong Gyu)
rating: NC-17
summary: Woo Hyeon unravels bit by bit into something hideous, something repulsive. He's never been more conscious of himself or, rather, what Seong Gyu may or may not be doing behind his back. He has always been the one to play the cards. Now that Seong Gyu is the dealer, there is no telling what is in store for Woo Hyeon.
A/N : endlessly grateful to chateaucartoon who did much more than beta-read for me and for this story <3 and to mimi_oly
A/N 2 : I am sorry if the romanization of their names disturbs you, but I get so worked up when people don't know how to read their names right T.T The transcription I use is much closer to their real names than what is commonly in use. Forgive me for that, please, it's professional deformation XD
Hi. My name is Nam Woo Hyeon. I recently turned 26 and make a living as a dance instructor. I’ve been in a relationship for over 2 years now. I live in Seoul, but I grew up in Chuncheong. Before I met Kim Seong Gyu, I was perfectly straight, content with hot one night stands, usually with girls from my classes. I also had short-lived relationships here and there.
I inherited a house in Seoul after my grandfather died, so I never really struggled much in terms of money. I love my job. I get hit on by people often which, of course, makes a person happy and kind of satisfied with himself, doesn't it? I have two close friends who I meet very often so...my life was perfect...
Even after I met Seong Gyu. Even after I realized I might not be as straight as I thought I was when I fell in love with a man (because yeah, I felt something, too). Even when I invited him to move in with me after one year of a relationship - even after all those things, my life was still perfect.
I was only 26, still early for my parents to give me shit about getting a wife and babies, so I didn't even think about telling them that I might never get there anyway because I live with and am conclusively in love with another male. My life was perfect. Until...
...until HE came to the scene. Until he decided to come BACK to my lover's life, ruin everything I thought I had achieved in the past 2 years and until....until my lover welcomed him to do so.
Lee Seong Jong.
The reason for my nightmares, the trigger of a sick, unreasonable, insane and disgusting side I never knew I had in me.
***
I was just cooking dinner, with the radio on and volume on max, when Seong Gyu got home. I was finishing the last pancake when cold hands landed on my belly, arms tight around my waist. I jerked a little in surprise as I didn't hear him coming in.
„You scared the crap out of me, AGAIN!“ I tried to sound upset or at least pouty. I swear I tried. But with his lips against my earlobe, his sweet „I‘m home“ whispered in my ear, I just gave in and smiled widely. I leaned back into his arms and rested my back against his chest.
„Pancakes again?“ His voice now on full volume, the sweet whispers forgotten for the time being. „You're trying to get both of us fat, aren't you? Do you have any idea what time is it now?“
I used my elbow to punch him hard into his side. „I made them so you could end your busy day sweetly at home with me. But you know how to ruin the moment, don't you? Sweet my ass, now you don't have to eat them,“ I spat, and I tried to wriggle out of his hug.
He let go and with a long sigh just sat by the table. I quietly finished the last pancake and then threw the pile of it in front of him on the dining table. I got some jam from the fridge and the maple syrup from the shelf. I felt his eyes on me the whole time.
When I sat down at the table and started to prepare my first piece I felt his hand on mine, halting my actions. I raised my eyes to give him the eye contact he was requesting.
„I‘m sorry,“ he smiled weakly and...I knew I couldn't really be angry with him for just a comment like this. He’d been at work for 14 hours at the office today, of course he'd be grumpy when he got home. I smiled back a little and just nodded. We ate in peaceful silence for a while.
„So how were your classes today?“ he asked, the tension from before all gone. It was Monday, so I had only one class in the morning and the rest of the day free. „Normal, nothing exceptional. I got a few new students though.“ I answered honestly.
„Girls?“ He asked right away, and I knew where this conversation was going. Kim Seong Gyu was ...he was jealous and very possessive, but he never crossed a line. You know, he was the cute-loving type of jealous person. And certainly, being 2 years more mature than me (28), he probably had his emotions already under control.
„Yeah. Fresh uni students, very sexy.“ I teased as always. His nostrils widened and his smile became a strained smirk. Obviously, he was trying to get a grip on his emotions.
„I am not having this conversation with you Nam Woo Hyeon.“ He shook his head and returned his attention to his plate.
„Why? You were the one who asked,“ I pointed out. I wanted him to lose it. I wanted him to get jealous to the point where he just gives in and … well, fucks me. It was almost a week already since we had sex and … naaah, I am not having THIS monologue here, I am sure you all know what THAT means.
„I asked if they were girls, I didn't ask about their age or occupation or level of sex-appeal.“ He was giving in. I smirked and stayed silent, calmly eating my second pancake.
5....4....3....2...
„And what did you teach today?“ He asked while finishing his third piece, reaching for a napkin to clean his lips and hands.
„Couple waves.“ I said, and it was true. Awwww, the truth was playing into my hand. How lovely was that?
He inhaled, grabbed the plate, and threw it into the dishwasher with such force that it almost broke. 'Here we go', I thought to myself.
„I hate you,“ I heard him murmuring when he passed by the dining table. He puffed his way up the stairs, and I smiled widely. Tonight will rock. I heard the door of the bathroom shut and later on, the shower door too. I slowly and calmly finished my last pancake, put the remaining pieces into the fridge, the plate into the dishwasher. I whistled happily as I made my way up the stairs, leaving pieces of my clothes on the step...because I won't really need them in the shower.
I opened the door of the shower to find Seong Gyu in the middle of washing himself with soap. He shot me a look that could kill, but he made space for me by stepping to the side. I joined him and took the soap out of his hands.
„Don't be upset. You know I'd never cheat on you.“ I tried to sound soothing, but having to raise my voice enough so he understood me through the noise of the shower kind of killed the meaning of the words. He watched the soap in my hand for few seconds before reaching for it. He put it on the shelf and before I could say any more, he forced his lips on mine, holding me roughly by the hair on my scalp, pinning me against the wall.
We kissed feverishly under the stream of hot water for a while, probably bruising each other‘s lips. I smiled and bit on my lip, satisfied enough with how things worked out when I felt my lover kissing my neck, collarbone, nipples...and finally getting down on his knees to give me one of those mind-blowing blow-jobs I loved to get so much.
Just so you understand, most of the time I love it fierce. Sex is something that makes my mind go blank, and then explode. It feels like it tears the walls down. But...Kim Seong Gyu was a touchy-feely, gentle, and sensitive lover. He loved to make love eye-to-eye, on fluffy, fresh-smelling sheets in our large, comfortable bed. He loved to take it slow, deep, and long.
Well...that night, he let me fuck him on the cabinet in the bathroom.
***
OK GUYS. This story is almost finished with aprox. 4-5 chapters ahead. But I found myself in need of motivation. So plaese, if you like this, leave me some nice comment <3
pairing: Woogyu (Woo Hyun/ Seong Gyu)
rating: NC-17
summary: Woo Hyeon unravels bit by bit into something hideous, something repulsive. He's never been more conscious of himself or, rather, what Seong Gyu may or may not be doing behind his back. He has always been the one to play the cards. Now that Seong Gyu is the dealer, there is no telling what is in store for Woo Hyeon.
A/N : endlessly grateful to chateaucartoon who did much more than beta-read for me and for this story <3 and to mimi_oly
A/N 2 : I am sorry if the romanization of their names disturbs you, but I get so worked up when people don't know how to read their names right T.T The transcription I use is much closer to their real names than what is commonly in use. Forgive me for that, please, it's professional deformation XD
Hi. My name is Nam Woo Hyeon. I recently turned 26 and make a living as a dance instructor. I’ve been in a relationship for over 2 years now. I live in Seoul, but I grew up in Chuncheong. Before I met Kim Seong Gyu, I was perfectly straight, content with hot one night stands, usually with girls from my classes. I also had short-lived relationships here and there.
I inherited a house in Seoul after my grandfather died, so I never really struggled much in terms of money. I love my job. I get hit on by people often which, of course, makes a person happy and kind of satisfied with himself, doesn't it? I have two close friends who I meet very often so...my life was perfect...
Even after I met Seong Gyu. Even after I realized I might not be as straight as I thought I was when I fell in love with a man (because yeah, I felt something, too). Even when I invited him to move in with me after one year of a relationship - even after all those things, my life was still perfect.
I was only 26, still early for my parents to give me shit about getting a wife and babies, so I didn't even think about telling them that I might never get there anyway because I live with and am conclusively in love with another male. My life was perfect. Until...
...until HE came to the scene. Until he decided to come BACK to my lover's life, ruin everything I thought I had achieved in the past 2 years and until....until my lover welcomed him to do so.
Lee Seong Jong.
The reason for my nightmares, the trigger of a sick, unreasonable, insane and disgusting side I never knew I had in me.
***
I was just cooking dinner, with the radio on and volume on max, when Seong Gyu got home. I was finishing the last pancake when cold hands landed on my belly, arms tight around my waist. I jerked a little in surprise as I didn't hear him coming in.
„You scared the crap out of me, AGAIN!“ I tried to sound upset or at least pouty. I swear I tried. But with his lips against my earlobe, his sweet „I‘m home“ whispered in my ear, I just gave in and smiled widely. I leaned back into his arms and rested my back against his chest.
„Pancakes again?“ His voice now on full volume, the sweet whispers forgotten for the time being. „You're trying to get both of us fat, aren't you? Do you have any idea what time is it now?“
I used my elbow to punch him hard into his side. „I made them so you could end your busy day sweetly at home with me. But you know how to ruin the moment, don't you? Sweet my ass, now you don't have to eat them,“ I spat, and I tried to wriggle out of his hug.
He let go and with a long sigh just sat by the table. I quietly finished the last pancake and then threw the pile of it in front of him on the dining table. I got some jam from the fridge and the maple syrup from the shelf. I felt his eyes on me the whole time.
When I sat down at the table and started to prepare my first piece I felt his hand on mine, halting my actions. I raised my eyes to give him the eye contact he was requesting.
„I‘m sorry,“ he smiled weakly and...I knew I couldn't really be angry with him for just a comment like this. He’d been at work for 14 hours at the office today, of course he'd be grumpy when he got home. I smiled back a little and just nodded. We ate in peaceful silence for a while.
„So how were your classes today?“ he asked, the tension from before all gone. It was Monday, so I had only one class in the morning and the rest of the day free. „Normal, nothing exceptional. I got a few new students though.“ I answered honestly.
„Girls?“ He asked right away, and I knew where this conversation was going. Kim Seong Gyu was ...he was jealous and very possessive, but he never crossed a line. You know, he was the cute-loving type of jealous person. And certainly, being 2 years more mature than me (28), he probably had his emotions already under control.
„Yeah. Fresh uni students, very sexy.“ I teased as always. His nostrils widened and his smile became a strained smirk. Obviously, he was trying to get a grip on his emotions.
„I am not having this conversation with you Nam Woo Hyeon.“ He shook his head and returned his attention to his plate.
„Why? You were the one who asked,“ I pointed out. I wanted him to lose it. I wanted him to get jealous to the point where he just gives in and … well, fucks me. It was almost a week already since we had sex and … naaah, I am not having THIS monologue here, I am sure you all know what THAT means.
„I asked if they were girls, I didn't ask about their age or occupation or level of sex-appeal.“ He was giving in. I smirked and stayed silent, calmly eating my second pancake.
5....4....3....2...
„And what did you teach today?“ He asked while finishing his third piece, reaching for a napkin to clean his lips and hands.
„Couple waves.“ I said, and it was true. Awwww, the truth was playing into my hand. How lovely was that?
He inhaled, grabbed the plate, and threw it into the dishwasher with such force that it almost broke. 'Here we go', I thought to myself.
„I hate you,“ I heard him murmuring when he passed by the dining table. He puffed his way up the stairs, and I smiled widely. Tonight will rock. I heard the door of the bathroom shut and later on, the shower door too. I slowly and calmly finished my last pancake, put the remaining pieces into the fridge, the plate into the dishwasher. I whistled happily as I made my way up the stairs, leaving pieces of my clothes on the step...because I won't really need them in the shower.
I opened the door of the shower to find Seong Gyu in the middle of washing himself with soap. He shot me a look that could kill, but he made space for me by stepping to the side. I joined him and took the soap out of his hands.
„Don't be upset. You know I'd never cheat on you.“ I tried to sound soothing, but having to raise my voice enough so he understood me through the noise of the shower kind of killed the meaning of the words. He watched the soap in my hand for few seconds before reaching for it. He put it on the shelf and before I could say any more, he forced his lips on mine, holding me roughly by the hair on my scalp, pinning me against the wall.
We kissed feverishly under the stream of hot water for a while, probably bruising each other‘s lips. I smiled and bit on my lip, satisfied enough with how things worked out when I felt my lover kissing my neck, collarbone, nipples...and finally getting down on his knees to give me one of those mind-blowing blow-jobs I loved to get so much.
Just so you understand, most of the time I love it fierce. Sex is something that makes my mind go blank, and then explode. It feels like it tears the walls down. But...Kim Seong Gyu was a touchy-feely, gentle, and sensitive lover. He loved to make love eye-to-eye, on fluffy, fresh-smelling sheets in our large, comfortable bed. He loved to take it slow, deep, and long.
Well...that night, he let me fuck him on the cabinet in the bathroom.
***
OK GUYS. This story is almost finished with aprox. 4-5 chapters ahead. But I found myself in need of motivation. So plaese, if you like this, leave me some nice comment <3