everything I'm not
2403 words | r
- cn blue + snsd ; jonghyun + sunny
lee jonghyun isn’t as interesting of a person as people think he is.
Lee Jonghyun isn’t as interesting of a person as people think he is. He’s not a smooth talker like Yonghwa, nor as cute as Minhyuk, and he cannot compare to Jungshin in comedy.
Jonghyun’s come to the conclusion that he’s rather stoic, quiet, and a rather uninteresting person overall.
At least, that is until he meets Lee Sunny.
She’s short, loud, adorable, and outgoing; everything Jonghyun is not so when they’re all hanging out in the waiting room (as in CN Blue and SNSD) things just are rather awkward for him.
He watches as Seohyun chats it up with Yonghwa, while Jessica, Sooyoung, and Tiffany crowd around Jungshin, complimenting his long legs. Minhyuk is in the corner seat captivating the attention of the noonas (aka Taeyeon, Hyoyeon, and Yuri) while Yoona was off doing who knows what.
Sunny comes into the room a bit later, ear buds tucked into her ears as she returns an eye-smile to Yonghwa’s welcoming wave. She seats herself near the television screen, eyes closely monitoring the current performance.
Jonghyun notices that she’s tapping her foot to an unknown beat. Probably to the music she’s listening to.
Oddly quiet and utterly un-Sunny like, Jonghyun quirks an eyebrow. The laughter inside the room is drowned out by his thoughts as he stares and stares till he sees nothing.
She turns and meets his gaze, a bit surprised to see him watching her but she awkwardly smiles nonetheless. A sheepish grin makes its way across his face as Jonghyun mentally slaps himself.
Sunny’s eyes dart over to where Seohyun and Yonghwa were but they quickly make their way back to him. A shy smile replaces the awkward one as she gets up and walks over to him, removing her ear buds during the process.
She sits exactly one seat away from him with her knees facing him as if to give him her full attention.
Sunny sticks out her hand, a curt My name is Sunny, nice to meet you Jonghyun-sshi naturally falls from her lipstick-red lips.
It’s his turn to self consciously smile, but her takes her hand anyways. It’s a firm shake when a nervous Nice to meet you too, Sunny-sshi barely escapes his mouth.
The room slowly grows silent but neither Sunny or Jonghyun notice as they are absorbed into their own little world. They talk about nothing in particular, especially not how she’s the niece of Lee Soo Man and how he isn’t as social as everything thinks he should be.
When’s your birthday, Sunny-sshi?
It’s an out-of-the-blue question, but she answers anyways.
May 15, 1989.
Huh, weird. Jonghyun turns to Minhyuk just to make sure he isn’t insane.
Hey, when’s my birthday?
Isn’t it May 15?
Yeah, I thought so too.
Jonghyun looks back at Sunny, a stunned expression on his face. She blinks a few times, tilting her head to the side with a questioning smile on her face.
She looks ridiculously adorable, Jonghyun decides when he can’t seem to find the words to describe his emotions.
Rather, he let’s Minhyuk do the talking.
Noona, Jonghyun here has the same birthday as you. Well, except he’s a year younger is all.
Sunny bobs her head up and down in understanding, cheeks puffed up like a fish.
It’s not until a few weeks later when he sees her face pop up on the television screen that he really thinks she’s beautiful (and stunning, and cute, and lovable but it‘d not like he will ever admit to that.) Yonghwa notices his eyes glaze over when she comes on, a bit of curiosity gracing his features, but he can’t bring himself to care enough to say anything.
It’s not like Jonghyun doesn’t want to contact her, it’s just that he can’t. Not with him being this awkward, quiet, and practically being a brooding teenager (but it’s hard since this is everything he’s going to be and basically everything that there is to him.)
Apparently being the too-quiet one was a defect of his personality. Maybe, but he hardly cares when Minhyuk pokes his cheek with a pair of chopsticks asking if he wants some ramen too.
Jonghyun’s not sure how it has come to such an occasion but he’s willing to bet that it was Minhyuk, Yonghwa, and Seohyun (albeit with Minhyuk begging Yonghwa to ask his girlfriend for help.) And this is perhaps why he is now standing outside of Girls’ Generation’s dorm, a smug look on Yonghwa while Minhyuk stands next to him, cuteness level at 100% power as he silently begs for forgiveness.
However, he is not one to be outwardly mad so he sticks to being silent as he shoots daggers at Minhyuk every few seconds.
Yonghwa rings the bell, his swag level rising when he sees Seohyun’s face on the monitor. Minhyuk waves at her enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. Jonghyun lets out a sigh when he hears Sunny’s voice in the background ask “Who’s at the door, baby?”
Baby. That’s cute.
It makes Jonghyun’s palms sweat profusely. Oh, now that’s attractive.
Anyways, he sees Sunny bounce over to Seohyun (through the screen, still) and she’s hopping up and down, short blonde strands bouncing too.
“Oh!” she points at the screen, a cute surprised expression donning her features, “it’s CN Blue! Hi Yonghwa-shii~.”
Jonghyun can feel his left eyebrow twitch and he swears that when Minhyuk links their arms together it’s to restrain him from hitting something.
“Baby, what are you doing? Open the door for them!” Sunny exclaims, running off into their dorm already.
“Oh, okay unnie” is Seohyun’s reply when the buzzer sound is heard and the screen goes black.
After passing through the gate, the three of them file in. Minhyuk unnecessarily excited and Yonghwa just being Yonghwa. Sunny waves them in from her perch on the couch, eyes momentarily glued on the screen where Lee Minho is doing some bad-ass stuff (the kind of stuff you really only get to see on television and in movies), as Hyoyeon lets them into their dorm.
Seohyun and Yonghwa disappear, off to do God knows what, and Jonghyun’s fairly certain he doesn’t want to know. Instead, he chooses to sit next to Sunny on the couch, but she’s currently preoccupied with City Hunter.
He sighs in defeat even when he hasn’t even tried.
It’s not until nearly an hour passes by when Jonghyun realizes that the entire dorm is strangely quiet; there’s no laughing or giggling from the bedrooms nor are there any clattering noises coming from the kitchen. The television is also on mute and it takes him a minute for it to register.
He turns to his left, slowly, confused. Sunny’s staring at him intently, head cocked to one side as she observes him. Jonghyun instinctively flinches as he watches her watch him.
An awkward cough comes from him, eyes downcast, as he searches for something to say. Tired of him, it seems, Sunny turns away and turns the volume on again.
Yeah, he’s definitely not made to be a flirt as he continues to grumble while staring at the wall of pictures.
He feels that stare coming from her again, a brusque What? is his response, but all she does is blinks.
And smiles such a cunning smile that makes Jonghyun unconsciously gulp.
But that sly smile that slightly curved her lovely pink lips disappeared in an instant, her face blank and those same lips mouthing a simple What?
Maybe it was just his imagination after all.
Eventually, Jonghyun finds himself immersed in the plot of City Hunter and flinches at the sound of laughter coming from down the hall.
Sunny gives him a chuckle, head turning in his direction and her face all smiles.
It’s a simple explanation: That’s probably Jessica and Taecyeon. They’re supposed to be dating, but it doesn’t seem like it, does it?
Jonghyun can’t stop himself from laughing out loud, so he doesn’t and soon Sunny’s giggles mingle with his and it sounds like a symphony of happiness. Clichés at its best, he presumes.
When the laughter dies down and they’re both left breathless and red in the face, he’s not sure where the bold confidence comes from as he wraps his arms around Sunny’s petite waist and pulls her closer to him.
He wonders if she can feel his rapid heart beat, but the thought disappears when he hears Sunny’s quick, shallow breaths in his right ear and all reason seems to evaporate. Jonghyun pulls his head back, enough to take a look at her face.
Just as swiftly as when he pulled her into an embrace, the moment Jonghyun’s eyes met her dark chocolate colors ones, he felt as if he was lost. Her beautifully sparkling eyes, soft pink lips, and lightly blushing cheeks made him feel arrogant, because who knew Jonghyun could make any woman feel this way?
If anything, all of his band members just liked to think of him as asexual. It was the confidence boost he needed, the hunger in his eyes unmistakable, when his lips touch hers igniting an electrocuting feeling from such a simple kiss.
Who knew it would feel this good?
It all happened on a spur of a moment, but Jonghyun suddenly finds himself in Sunny’s room (Taeyeon was at her parents house) with the door locked. Lips and hands are grappling every where and at everything, the slightest touch making them both feel so much hotter.
Jonghyun… I don’t think we should do this…
The words spoken had fallen from her lips like autumn leaves, the breathless sighs making him all the more aroused.
In response, he couldn’t help but give her an audacious sly smile and she was unraveling in the palm of his hand.
But your body says otherwise…
Sunny isn’t sure how it had escalated it so far, but she probably should have been pretty aware of it when they were clinging onto each other for dear life, lips never disconnecting, as they fumbled towards her room. And at that moment when they were both completely naked, clothes strewing her bedroom floor, there was no turning back.
She had bared her soul to him, and gave Jonghyun her everything.
The soft mewling noises she was making kept egging him forward, his thrusts increasing at an erratic pace. Sunny gave him another smile, one hand reaching up to wipe away some sweat that had gathered on his forehead, the other still gripping his arm.
Jonghyun never knew he was such a pervert, for if anyone were to ask him what his most favorite memory was, it was of Sunny writhing in front of him, because of him, as she made those sinful noises that drove him into madness.
Gasps and slight moans escape her bruised lips, but everyone was home and in an attempt to muffle the sounds she bit into Jonghyun’s shoulder extremely hard. It was funny how that action made him even more turned on, resulting in making him strive to let Sunny reach an ultimate high.
When he finally hit that special spot in her, Sunny’s attempts at keeping quiet were long gone as she screamed out in ecstasy, her arms automatically wrapping around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, her legs squeezing his hips.
Jonghyun feels her inner walls constricting in front of him, finally unable to hold off his own orgasm and when Sunny’s takes a hold on her, he tumbles over the abyss in a blissful state.
Deep breaths are expelled from the both of them, a lazy smile adorning Sunny’s stunningly flushed face. Jonghyun gives her a wolf like grin, unable to resist himself.
She nudges him in the side in an attempt to roll them over and he obliges. It takes a moment when Jonghyun realizes that he’s still inside her, Sunny now sitting on top of him like the queen she was.
It was kind of funny, now that he thought about it, for he always thought he was a sadistic bastard in bed. Guess not, since he just discovered a new fetish.
Sunny takes a moment to recollect herself, leaning towards him in such a seductive manner that Jonghyun feels oddly uncomfortable, though not entirely.
Jonghyun, you may not be everything everyone hoped you were going to be, but I think you’re fine just the way you are.
What’s that supposed to mean, Sunny?
You’re mine, from now and until the moment of your death.
Is this a proposal?
Sunny gives him a smirk, the moonlight making a startling contrast of her milky white skin and the darkness of the room
No, it’s a command.
It’s a strange feeling that makes it’s way into Jonghyun’s heart, for he is completely unprepared for it. It’s an odd feeling of happiness, but was it really that? He doesn’t want to admit to the fact that he was already in love with Sunny, so instead he chooses the option of maybe he does like her, and maybe she likes him back.
But who knows, he’s not what people had expected him to be.
However, that moment doesn’t last long when the air is filled with awkward static as Jonghyun attempts to dress himself, his feet kicking at the pile of clothes on the floor. Sunny was snoozing on the bed, the blankets haphazardly covering her lower region. Her breath was slow and deep, and after finally getting his pants on Jonghyun leans over to admire her sleeping face.
Her lips slightly parted, he gives her a light butterfly kiss on her shoulder and is awarded with her eyes fluttering open. Sunny gives him a lazy smile, sitting up slowly.
Jonghyun backs up slightly, giving her enough room to comfortably sit. It becomes extremely awkward then, Sunny fiddling with his fingers while Jonghyun tries to look at anything besides her undressed state.
You know, Jonghyun. I don’t really think you need to look away…. Or anything. Since you saw all of me already.
As Sunny utters the words quietly, Jonghyun turns back slightly startled and completely surprised. A faint blush could be seen on her face and he can’t help but smile in satisfaction. He envelops her in a warm embrace, tracing small circles along her spine and whispers in her ear.
How about the next time we meet, let’s go on a date?
I’d like that, a lot.
a/n: okay.... yeah. when I first started writing it i didn't have the intention of writing porn but err, it happened. i feel so awk right now sobs. i also wanted to post this today, because of the leap year you know lol.
- cn blue + snsd ; jonghyun + sunny
lee jonghyun isn’t as interesting of a person as people think he is.
Lee Jonghyun isn’t as interesting of a person as people think he is. He’s not a smooth talker like Yonghwa, nor as cute as Minhyuk, and he cannot compare to Jungshin in comedy.
Jonghyun’s come to the conclusion that he’s rather stoic, quiet, and a rather uninteresting person overall.
At least, that is until he meets Lee Sunny.
She’s short, loud, adorable, and outgoing; everything Jonghyun is not so when they’re all hanging out in the waiting room (as in CN Blue and SNSD) things just are rather awkward for him.
He watches as Seohyun chats it up with Yonghwa, while Jessica, Sooyoung, and Tiffany crowd around Jungshin, complimenting his long legs. Minhyuk is in the corner seat captivating the attention of the noonas (aka Taeyeon, Hyoyeon, and Yuri) while Yoona was off doing who knows what.
Sunny comes into the room a bit later, ear buds tucked into her ears as she returns an eye-smile to Yonghwa’s welcoming wave. She seats herself near the television screen, eyes closely monitoring the current performance.
Jonghyun notices that she’s tapping her foot to an unknown beat. Probably to the music she’s listening to.
Oddly quiet and utterly un-Sunny like, Jonghyun quirks an eyebrow. The laughter inside the room is drowned out by his thoughts as he stares and stares till he sees nothing.
She turns and meets his gaze, a bit surprised to see him watching her but she awkwardly smiles nonetheless. A sheepish grin makes its way across his face as Jonghyun mentally slaps himself.
Sunny’s eyes dart over to where Seohyun and Yonghwa were but they quickly make their way back to him. A shy smile replaces the awkward one as she gets up and walks over to him, removing her ear buds during the process.
She sits exactly one seat away from him with her knees facing him as if to give him her full attention.
Sunny sticks out her hand, a curt My name is Sunny, nice to meet you Jonghyun-sshi naturally falls from her lipstick-red lips.
It’s his turn to self consciously smile, but her takes her hand anyways. It’s a firm shake when a nervous Nice to meet you too, Sunny-sshi barely escapes his mouth.
The room slowly grows silent but neither Sunny or Jonghyun notice as they are absorbed into their own little world. They talk about nothing in particular, especially not how she’s the niece of Lee Soo Man and how he isn’t as social as everything thinks he should be.
When’s your birthday, Sunny-sshi?
It’s an out-of-the-blue question, but she answers anyways.
May 15, 1989.
Huh, weird. Jonghyun turns to Minhyuk just to make sure he isn’t insane.
Hey, when’s my birthday?
Isn’t it May 15?
Yeah, I thought so too.
Jonghyun looks back at Sunny, a stunned expression on his face. She blinks a few times, tilting her head to the side with a questioning smile on her face.
She looks ridiculously adorable, Jonghyun decides when he can’t seem to find the words to describe his emotions.
Rather, he let’s Minhyuk do the talking.
Noona, Jonghyun here has the same birthday as you. Well, except he’s a year younger is all.
Sunny bobs her head up and down in understanding, cheeks puffed up like a fish.
It’s not until a few weeks later when he sees her face pop up on the television screen that he really thinks she’s beautiful (and stunning, and cute, and lovable but it‘d not like he will ever admit to that.) Yonghwa notices his eyes glaze over when she comes on, a bit of curiosity gracing his features, but he can’t bring himself to care enough to say anything.
It’s not like Jonghyun doesn’t want to contact her, it’s just that he can’t. Not with him being this awkward, quiet, and practically being a brooding teenager (but it’s hard since this is everything he’s going to be and basically everything that there is to him.)
Apparently being the too-quiet one was a defect of his personality. Maybe, but he hardly cares when Minhyuk pokes his cheek with a pair of chopsticks asking if he wants some ramen too.
Jonghyun’s not sure how it has come to such an occasion but he’s willing to bet that it was Minhyuk, Yonghwa, and Seohyun (albeit with Minhyuk begging Yonghwa to ask his girlfriend for help.) And this is perhaps why he is now standing outside of Girls’ Generation’s dorm, a smug look on Yonghwa while Minhyuk stands next to him, cuteness level at 100% power as he silently begs for forgiveness.
However, he is not one to be outwardly mad so he sticks to being silent as he shoots daggers at Minhyuk every few seconds.
Yonghwa rings the bell, his swag level rising when he sees Seohyun’s face on the monitor. Minhyuk waves at her enthusiastically, bouncing on the balls of his feet. Jonghyun lets out a sigh when he hears Sunny’s voice in the background ask “Who’s at the door, baby?”
Baby. That’s cute.
It makes Jonghyun’s palms sweat profusely. Oh, now that’s attractive.
Anyways, he sees Sunny bounce over to Seohyun (through the screen, still) and she’s hopping up and down, short blonde strands bouncing too.
“Oh!” she points at the screen, a cute surprised expression donning her features, “it’s CN Blue! Hi Yonghwa-shii~.”
Jonghyun can feel his left eyebrow twitch and he swears that when Minhyuk links their arms together it’s to restrain him from hitting something.
“Baby, what are you doing? Open the door for them!” Sunny exclaims, running off into their dorm already.
“Oh, okay unnie” is Seohyun’s reply when the buzzer sound is heard and the screen goes black.
After passing through the gate, the three of them file in. Minhyuk unnecessarily excited and Yonghwa just being Yonghwa. Sunny waves them in from her perch on the couch, eyes momentarily glued on the screen where Lee Minho is doing some bad-ass stuff (the kind of stuff you really only get to see on television and in movies), as Hyoyeon lets them into their dorm.
Seohyun and Yonghwa disappear, off to do God knows what, and Jonghyun’s fairly certain he doesn’t want to know. Instead, he chooses to sit next to Sunny on the couch, but she’s currently preoccupied with City Hunter.
He sighs in defeat even when he hasn’t even tried.
It’s not until nearly an hour passes by when Jonghyun realizes that the entire dorm is strangely quiet; there’s no laughing or giggling from the bedrooms nor are there any clattering noises coming from the kitchen. The television is also on mute and it takes him a minute for it to register.
He turns to his left, slowly, confused. Sunny’s staring at him intently, head cocked to one side as she observes him. Jonghyun instinctively flinches as he watches her watch him.
An awkward cough comes from him, eyes downcast, as he searches for something to say. Tired of him, it seems, Sunny turns away and turns the volume on again.
Yeah, he’s definitely not made to be a flirt as he continues to grumble while staring at the wall of pictures.
He feels that stare coming from her again, a brusque What? is his response, but all she does is blinks.
And smiles such a cunning smile that makes Jonghyun unconsciously gulp.
But that sly smile that slightly curved her lovely pink lips disappeared in an instant, her face blank and those same lips mouthing a simple What?
Maybe it was just his imagination after all.
Eventually, Jonghyun finds himself immersed in the plot of City Hunter and flinches at the sound of laughter coming from down the hall.
Sunny gives him a chuckle, head turning in his direction and her face all smiles.
It’s a simple explanation: That’s probably Jessica and Taecyeon. They’re supposed to be dating, but it doesn’t seem like it, does it?
Jonghyun can’t stop himself from laughing out loud, so he doesn’t and soon Sunny’s giggles mingle with his and it sounds like a symphony of happiness. Clichés at its best, he presumes.
When the laughter dies down and they’re both left breathless and red in the face, he’s not sure where the bold confidence comes from as he wraps his arms around Sunny’s petite waist and pulls her closer to him.
He wonders if she can feel his rapid heart beat, but the thought disappears when he hears Sunny’s quick, shallow breaths in his right ear and all reason seems to evaporate. Jonghyun pulls his head back, enough to take a look at her face.
Just as swiftly as when he pulled her into an embrace, the moment Jonghyun’s eyes met her dark chocolate colors ones, he felt as if he was lost. Her beautifully sparkling eyes, soft pink lips, and lightly blushing cheeks made him feel arrogant, because who knew Jonghyun could make any woman feel this way?
If anything, all of his band members just liked to think of him as asexual. It was the confidence boost he needed, the hunger in his eyes unmistakable, when his lips touch hers igniting an electrocuting feeling from such a simple kiss.
Who knew it would feel this good?
It all happened on a spur of a moment, but Jonghyun suddenly finds himself in Sunny’s room (Taeyeon was at her parents house) with the door locked. Lips and hands are grappling every where and at everything, the slightest touch making them both feel so much hotter.
Jonghyun… I don’t think we should do this…
The words spoken had fallen from her lips like autumn leaves, the breathless sighs making him all the more aroused.
In response, he couldn’t help but give her an audacious sly smile and she was unraveling in the palm of his hand.
But your body says otherwise…
Sunny isn’t sure how it had escalated it so far, but she probably should have been pretty aware of it when they were clinging onto each other for dear life, lips never disconnecting, as they fumbled towards her room. And at that moment when they were both completely naked, clothes strewing her bedroom floor, there was no turning back.
She had bared her soul to him, and gave Jonghyun her everything.
The soft mewling noises she was making kept egging him forward, his thrusts increasing at an erratic pace. Sunny gave him another smile, one hand reaching up to wipe away some sweat that had gathered on his forehead, the other still gripping his arm.
Jonghyun never knew he was such a pervert, for if anyone were to ask him what his most favorite memory was, it was of Sunny writhing in front of him, because of him, as she made those sinful noises that drove him into madness.
Gasps and slight moans escape her bruised lips, but everyone was home and in an attempt to muffle the sounds she bit into Jonghyun’s shoulder extremely hard. It was funny how that action made him even more turned on, resulting in making him strive to let Sunny reach an ultimate high.
When he finally hit that special spot in her, Sunny’s attempts at keeping quiet were long gone as she screamed out in ecstasy, her arms automatically wrapping around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, her legs squeezing his hips.
Jonghyun feels her inner walls constricting in front of him, finally unable to hold off his own orgasm and when Sunny’s takes a hold on her, he tumbles over the abyss in a blissful state.
Deep breaths are expelled from the both of them, a lazy smile adorning Sunny’s stunningly flushed face. Jonghyun gives her a wolf like grin, unable to resist himself.
She nudges him in the side in an attempt to roll them over and he obliges. It takes a moment when Jonghyun realizes that he’s still inside her, Sunny now sitting on top of him like the queen she was.
It was kind of funny, now that he thought about it, for he always thought he was a sadistic bastard in bed. Guess not, since he just discovered a new fetish.
Sunny takes a moment to recollect herself, leaning towards him in such a seductive manner that Jonghyun feels oddly uncomfortable, though not entirely.
Jonghyun, you may not be everything everyone hoped you were going to be, but I think you’re fine just the way you are.
What’s that supposed to mean, Sunny?
You’re mine, from now and until the moment of your death.
Is this a proposal?
Sunny gives him a smirk, the moonlight making a startling contrast of her milky white skin and the darkness of the room
No, it’s a command.
It’s a strange feeling that makes it’s way into Jonghyun’s heart, for he is completely unprepared for it. It’s an odd feeling of happiness, but was it really that? He doesn’t want to admit to the fact that he was already in love with Sunny, so instead he chooses the option of maybe he does like her, and maybe she likes him back.
But who knows, he’s not what people had expected him to be.
However, that moment doesn’t last long when the air is filled with awkward static as Jonghyun attempts to dress himself, his feet kicking at the pile of clothes on the floor. Sunny was snoozing on the bed, the blankets haphazardly covering her lower region. Her breath was slow and deep, and after finally getting his pants on Jonghyun leans over to admire her sleeping face.
Her lips slightly parted, he gives her a light butterfly kiss on her shoulder and is awarded with her eyes fluttering open. Sunny gives him a lazy smile, sitting up slowly.
Jonghyun backs up slightly, giving her enough room to comfortably sit. It becomes extremely awkward then, Sunny fiddling with his fingers while Jonghyun tries to look at anything besides her undressed state.
You know, Jonghyun. I don’t really think you need to look away…. Or anything. Since you saw all of me already.
As Sunny utters the words quietly, Jonghyun turns back slightly startled and completely surprised. A faint blush could be seen on her face and he can’t help but smile in satisfaction. He envelops her in a warm embrace, tracing small circles along her spine and whispers in her ear.
How about the next time we meet, let’s go on a date?
I’d like that, a lot.
a/n: okay.... yeah. when I first started writing it i didn't have the intention of writing porn but err, it happened. i feel so awk right now sobs. i also wanted to post this today, because of the leap year you know lol.