Natural Instincts 12/13
Author: kpopforlife
Word Count: 5336
Rating: PG-13 (overall NC-17)
Pairing/Focus: Jongyu
Genre: omega!verse
Warnings: Omega!verse, knotting
Summary: As soon as Jinki stepped off of the elevator he knew something was off. There was a tension, a faint whiff of something different, something foreign that laced the stagnant air with the most delicious aroma he had ever encountered. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something was amiss. His senses were heightened, body reacting on its own accord, alpha pheromones immediately stirring, but for what he wasn’t quite sure.
lethallycute & MandeeGee betas<3
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Jinki was pulled from possibly the best sleep of his life when Jonghyun began to stir beside him. Jinki, still mostly asleep, could only tighten his arms around the beta in protest. The last thing he wanted was for this bliss to end.
“Jinki,” Jonghyun whispered soft and hesitant against his ear.
He groaned in response, formulating coherent words not a part of his abilities just yet.
“Jinki go back to sleep, I’ll go make breakfast, hmm?”
Instead of complying, Jinki rolled over, pinning Jonghyun to the bed with his upper body. He could hear Jonghyun laughing now but he didn’t even care. “Is that a no to breakfast?”
“Just… stay,” Jinki finally mumbled, his voice rough and husky even to his own ears.
“Okay hyung,” Jonghyun complied, his fingers raking through Jinki’s hair, soothing and perfect. Jinki smiled, becoming more and more awake as the minutes ticked by but he still had no desire to actually get up. He just wanted to enjoy it, lying in bed with his beta. It just didn’t get any better than this. It was like his whole life was just a giant puzzle and he was finally finding the right places for each piece. All that frustration and stress from before was but a faded memory now. He couldn’t think past the sheer bliss of having his mate right here, in his arms.
“Jinki… I really need to pee,” Jonghyun whispered.
Jinki let out a disgruntled little whine, “You really know how to ruin the mood, don’t you?”
Jonghyun snickered, “I didn’t realize we were setting a mood here, my bad.”
Jinki rolled onto his back with a huff, freeing the younger to get up. He was rewarded with a quick kiss to the lips which definitely made up for any frustration or inconvenience he felt. “I’ll go make breakfast, you should get up, it’s already late and you have a schedule.”
“Okay, thanks baby,” Jinki muttered, his sleepy brain too occupied with watching the way Jonghyun’s spine bent under his paper-thin tee shirt to focus on his words, but he figured it really was time to get up once Jonghyun had padded off in the direction of the kitchen leaving his bed feeling cold and far too large.
~~
Jinki had to admit, he was kind of nervous about tonight. Really, really nervous. Which was stupid. He knew that. They had been growing closer in a romantic sense for a while now. Going on a date shouldn’t be that big of a deal at this point, they had done much more intimate things already. Jonghyun had even started initiating a kisses for godsakes! There was simply no reason to be this nervous but his stomach was still in knots and his hands were actually shaking.
He still couldn’t get out of the mindset that one little mistake would send Jonghyun running. It wasn’t entirely irrational considering the bumpy road it took them to get to this point, but he knew he should have more faith in Jonghyun. He did have more faith in Jonghyun. But he was still really nervous about their date. God, it was their first date ever. It needed to be perfect. He needed Jonghyun to know how much he cared, how right they were for each other. He knew he was putting too much pressure on himself and this date, but he couldn’t help it. Things had just started to get good between them and he didn’t want to lose it all.
He had quite literally spent his whole day worrying and stressing about that evening. Every spare minute he had between schedules was spent planning out their date and mentally preparing himself. In retrospect, Jinki might have gone a bit overboard. Just a bit. He had called ahead, ensuring them a private room in the back. Privacy was everything in their profession and it was inevitable that a fan would find them. Jinki took all the precautions he could to give them a nice, quiet evening of just the two of them. He had also checked over the menu, making sure there was something he knew Jonghyun would like and would fit within his rather strict diet. However, when he started inquiring about the wait staff that would be working that evening even he started to question his own level of sanity.
Considering the giant ball of nerves he was turning into though, maybe privacy wasn’t the best idea. It felt like there was this impenetrable barrier between them. Jinki didn’t know what to do or say to ease the growing tension. He knew it was all his fault, this awkwardness, but he couldn’t seem to make it stop. It was only making him even more stressed.
“This place is nice,” Jonghyun commenting, looking around at the fancy decor as their waited for their order.
“Yeah,” Jinki muttered lamely. It was nice, maybe too nice. Did Jonghyun think he was trying too hard? Did he think Jinki was trying to buy his affection or impress him with his open wallet? God, what was wrong with him today? Of course Jonghyun didn’t think that. Jinki felt silly for the thought even flitting through his mind but he couldn’t seem to stop stressing about the most ridiculous scenarios that kept beating against his brain. He couldn’t help but think that maybe he hadn’t done enough to ensure their night would be perfect. Perhaps he should have worn a different shirt? Maybe he should have demanded the elder female waitress instead of the attractive young man that kept smiling just a little too brightly in Jonghyun’s direction. So many facets of the evening Jinki hadn’t even considered and now he was stressing himself out even more.
Jinki could tell he was being stiff and stupid. He was just nervous and he knew Jonghyun could tell too. It didn’t help matters that Jonghyun was so goddamn attractive either. His hair styled all perfect, showing off his piercings and his shirt so tight Jinki could see every curve of his body. The younger was much more at ease than Jinki was, laughing and chattering away in his own attempt to defuse the tension. Jinki was trying to pay attention, he really was. He just kept getting distracted by the shape of Jonghyun’s hands, the plumpness of his lips and the way his tongue would curl around his chopsticks. Had Jonghyun always eaten so sexually? Jinki felt like his was actually going to die if he sat here any longer, just simply explode from the buildup of feelings in his chest.
“Jinki what the hell is wrong with you?” Jonghyun finally snapped, kicking him under the table.
“Wha- ouch! What?”
“You are practically drooling and you haven’t even touched your food,” Jonghyun accused.
“Oh,” Jinki muttered, looking down at his still full bowl, “Sorry I was just…”
“Do I have something on my face?”
“No?”
“Then why are you being weird?”
Jinki felt his cheeks growing warm, “Sorry.” It’s not like he could very well explain the burning envy he was harboring for Jonghyun’s chopsticks. That sounded creepy even in his own head.
Jonghyun huffed, not satisfied with a simple apology.
“I-- you just look really nice tonight and I’m really excited and nervous and- fuck. Do you like the food?”
“Jinki, calm down. We’ve known each other for like ten years now. This is hardly our first dinner together,” Jonghyun reminded him, softening at Jinki’s stuttered reply.
“I know but it is our first date. Despite our history this is our first time alone where there are… expectations. I just wanted everything to go well,” Jinki trailed off.
“Well things aren’t going well hyung, I feel like I’m eating with a statue,” Jonghyun quipped.
“Sorry,” The elder murmured again.
Jonghyun just sighed, pushing his bowl across the table beside Jinki before getting up to slid into the booth beside him rather than across from him. “Hyung, you’re an idiot. Did you forget what happened last night? Did you forget that I promised to try, to give this one hundred percent?” Jonghyun stared up at him, a hand resting casually on Jinki’s thigh but to the elder, it felt like a searing hot piece of coal, burning right through his clothing and branding his skin.
“No, I didn’t forget,” Jinki whispered, a hesitant arm slipping around Jonghyun’s waist, pulling the younger tighter against his side.
“Then stop it. This is never going to work if you aren’t being yourself,” Jonghyun reminded him.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing and eat your food,” Jonghyun replied, his hand still heavy against Jinki’s leg, picking up his utensils with his other and going back to his food. Jinki however, was finding it hard to concentrate on his meal again but for completely different reasons now. He was much more focused on how good Jonghyun smelled, how soft and solid the younger felt next to him. Jinki’s thumb kept sliding back and forth over Jonghyun’s hip bone, wanting more than anything to slip under the barrier of clothing, to touch skin on skin. Something about their close proximity, the shared warmth, the tangibleness of his beta against his fingertips… it was relaxing him. It was slowly easing the tight knot of worry in his chest.
Jonghyun finished his food, settling firmer against Jinki’s side, a little sigh of contentment slipping past his lips. “Aren’t you going to eat?”
Jinki pressed a small, unnoticeable kiss into Jonghyun’s hair, “I’m too distracted to eat.”
“Should I go back to my seat?” Jonghyun asked, a quirk to his lips.
“Absolutely not,” Jinki responded, his fingers catching the hem of Jonghyun’s shirt, daring to slip under. He didn’t really mean for it to be sexual, it’s not like he wanted them to fuck right here in the back of a restaurant, but he could feel the tension between them heightening more and more. Jonghyun didn’t say anything, allowing the elder’s fingers to caress the soft skin of his side and stomach.
“What did you want to do tonight?”
“Well, I was thinking we could go to a cafe for now, I got us tickets for tonight but it doesn’t open for a little bit,” Jinki told him, excitement bleeding into his tone. It had taken some effort to get those tickets, a stupid amount of money and throwing his name and celebrity status around more than he was really comfortable with. He hated to use his position in society like that, but for Jonghyun, he was willing to make an exception.
“Tickets for what?” Jonghyun asked, looking up at him with those big eyes.
“It’s a surprise,” Jinki smiled, giving the younger a little squeeze.
“That’s no fair! I wanna know!” Jonghyun whined, squirming in Jinki’s grasp, the elder only laughing at his childish antics.
“You’ll like it, I promise,” Jinki assured him, mindlessly leaning down to peck him on the lips. He froze for a second before relaxing when Jonghyun didn’t do anything but smile. Jinki was trying really hard to hold himself back, to let Jonghyun set the pace for everything. Sometimes though, he just couldn’t contain himself. His chest was bursting with love and affection that wanted to get out. All he wanted to do was shower the younger with kisses, paint his skin was his touch and whisper words of adoration against every pore. It was difficult to contain that level of emotion, especially when they were together, so close and all alone. He would have a better chance separating the ocean from the sand. The problem now was… once Jonghyun allowed him a small taste he couldn’t seem to get enough. Jonghyun gave him an inch and he wanted to desperately to take a mile.
“Okay,” Jonghyun pouted, making Jinki want to kiss him all the more.
“Let’s go get some coffee,” Jinki suggested.
“All right, but I’m going to get it out of you,” Jonghyun promised.
“Whatever you say.”
~~
Jinki had to keep reminding himself to be good, minimal touching only. The coffee shop was more public than their private booth at the restaurant after all. He had calmed down significantly though, more at ease with how the night was going now. His nerves had settled, allowing him to slip into his usual self, telling stupid jokes and making up a silly rhyme about the sugar packets. It was easy, comfortable.
More like how they interacted as ‘just friends’ but the way their legs were tangled together under the table was definitely new.
He sipped on his coffee, listening to Jonghyun tell a story about one of their hoobaes he had run into at the company earlier that day. Jinki was pretty sure he had stars in his eyes, hanging on Jonghyun’s every word and drinking in the sight of his beautiful beta sitting in front of him. It felt natural, comfortable and Jinki just felt so at peace within himself when they were like this. His bond was happy, the emotional distance between them shrinking more and more with each passing day.
“Can we go yet?” Jonghyun finally whined, his nervous fingers tearing at a napkin.
Jinki glanced at his watch, “I suppose so. We are supposed to be there by ten but it will take a bit to drive there.”
“Where is it?”
“We’re going to Hongdae.”
“Hongdae? Are we going to a club?” Jonghyun asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nope,” Jinki smiled, enjoying holding this small little bit of knowledge over Jonghyun’s head.
“You really aren’t going to tell me?”
“Nope,” he chirped.
“Ass,” Jonghyun muttered, making Jinki bark with laughter.
“We’ll be there soon, just wait,” Jinki assured him, getting up from their booth and leading the younger towards the car.
“Please tell me?” Jonghyun whined, hanging off of Jinki’s arm and giving him the most pitiful eyes.
“Why do you have no patience?” Jinki countered, but he could feel himself wavering.
“Why do you not want to tell me?”
“I wanted it to be a surprise!”
“Please?” Jonghyun asked again, standing so close Jinki could barely breathe. Jonghyun’s bottom lip was still jutted out and his eyes wide and begging and Jinki was simply powerless to deny the younger anything.
That face was simply irresistible to Jinki. He leaned forward, placing a quick peck to Jonghyun’s forehead, his thumb brushing against his bottom lip that was still protruding into an adorable pout, “We’re going to a museum.”
Jonghyun cocked his head to the side, “A museum? Why? And wouldn’t it be closed this late?”
“Yep. I kind of… rented it out for the evening so it’s just the two of us,” Jinki informed him, the admission pulling a sheepish smile from his lips.
“I see…”
Jinki just smiled, getting them to the car and on their way. He wasn’t taking them to just any museum; he was taking them to the trick eye museum. An up and coming hotspot, a whole building full of optical illusions for their picture taking pleasure. He was excited to go himself but he just knew Jonghyun was going to love it. He also knew Jonghyun was going to enjoy holding it over Kibum’s head especially. He had been talking about the exhibit since it had opened and Jinki was sure he was going to be burning with jealousy that they went there before him.
Jonghyun’s eyes lit up with understanding when they finally arrived, jumping up and down in his seat like a little child, “Oh my god! Why didn’t you tell me it was this museum?”
Jinki laughed, “I wanted it to be a surprised! How are you not getting this?”
“Oh whatever,” Jonghyun said dismissively, “Let’s go!”
Jinki parked the car, letting Jonghyun drag him down the stairs, stopping at the museum door. “Do we knock?”
“I guess?” Jinki replied, rapping at the door. A young woman peeked through the glass, eyes widening in recognition before quickly opening the door.
“Welcome!” she chirped, letting them both inside before locking the door behind them once again.
“Thank you so much for letting us do this,” Jinki replied, giving her his best smile.
“It’s no problem,” she responded, nervousness in her voice and a blush creeping up her neck. He could practically see her swooning right before his eyes. It was almost comical. “You have the place to yourselves so go right on in,” she informed them, pointing towards the entrance.
“Thank you,” They both responded, Jonghyun already pulling him through the doors and into the brightly lit room. Every wall and corner had a different painting and props set up. There were lines on the floor signifying where you should stand to take the picture to make the scene come to life. Jonghyun was like a kid in a candy story, wanting to take a million pictures at each station. Jinki wasn’t sure if he had enough memory on his cell phone, they hadn’t even made it to the second room and already he had quite a collection of new pictures.
“I wish we could take some together,” Jonghyun said, sighing softly as he flipped through their pictures.
“We could go ask the employee to take some for us,” Jinki suggested.
“We could. I’d hate for her to post them anywhere or blab about it online though,” Jonghyun responded, a common concern in their profession.
“Well… I think it’s inevitable she’s going to talk about it online but we could offer to take a picture with her, a little thank you for letting us have tonight. I would hope that would be sufficient.”
“I guess. Let’s go through and get the rest of these and then we can find the employee and have her take a few of the two of us,” Jonghyun decided, already heading towards the next scene.
“Okay, sounds good,” Jinki agreed.
They only had one more room to go before they made their way through the hall of mirrors which was the exit. Jonghyun led the way, never letting go of Jinki’s hand as they felt their way along the mirrored walls, looking for the way out and laughing as they ended up doing loop after loop. They finally made it out, the employee smiling at them from the counter.
“Miss?” Jinki called her attention, “Would you mind taking a few pictures for us?”
“Oh!” She gasped, obviously shocked and excited about the very idea, “Of course!”
The girl seemed nice enough, not a crazy stalker fan that was going to hack their phones or anything. She was genuinely happy about helping them out, laughing at the silly poses the two of them struck and even offering a few suggestions to make the pictures look better. By the time they had gone through the whole museum for a second time, the three of them were laughing together like old friends.
“Did you want to go through the ice museum too?” She asked, pointing across the lobby towards another door.
“There’s an ice museum?” Jonghyun asked; bouncing on his toes like a toddler hyped up on kool-aid.
She laughed at his obvious enthusiasm, “Yes, and there are more opportunities for pictures.”
“Thank you, Soobin, I think we’d love that,” Jinki said, gently tugging on Jonghyun’s arm, pulling him towards the entrance. The three of them put on the flimsy little jackets that were provided and Jinki opened the door for the three of them only for his whole body to tense. The cold was unreal. It was like walking into a freezer. His muscles balked at the idea of intentionally going into a room that was arctic temperatures however, his eyes caught sight of the various ice sculptures and his feet found the strength to move. The room was much smaller, only a handful of items to take pictures with but it was still fun. They took a few pictures together, Soobin getting a fun little video of them going down the ice slide together before Jinki quietly asked her to give them a moment alone. She obliged with a smile, passing him the cellphone and going outside to give them some privacy.
“It’s so cold hyung,” Jonghyun whined, rubbing at his arms in a fruitless attempt to warm them back up. Jinki pulled him close, wrapping his equally cold arms around the younger, his heart burning with happiness despite the temperature.
“Thank you for coming here with me,” Jinki whispered.
“I had a lot of fun. Thank you for taking me,” Jonghyun replied, leaning heavily into Jinki’s embrace.
“I did too,” Jinki assured him leaning down slow and hesitant. He waited for Jonghyun to bridge the small gap between them. The kiss was short and sweet, both of them too cold to really focus on anything else but it was still the perfect ending to their evening together.
Jonghyun grasped his hand, rushed out and back into the warm lobby. They shed their jackets, still rubbing frantically at their cold skin.
“Thank you so much Soobin, I know it was an inconvenience but we really had a great time,” Jinki assured her.
“It was no problem,” She responded, much more relaxed in their presence now.
“We’d love to take a picture with you, autographs, anything. Just to show our appreciation,” Jonghyun added.
“Really? That would be so great,” She squealed, making the both of them laugh.
“Of course! We’d love to,” Jinki smiled.
“Wow,” she murmured, “I always thought celebrities would be stuck up or rude but you guys have been so nice!”
Jinki laughed, “Well it’s not every day that we get to have a normal, worry free night. So really, thank you.”
They look multiple pictures with their new friend, some smiling; some making silly faces. Both of them took the time to write a little note of gratitude, signing it at the bottom for her. It was the least they could do.
Jinki was just so happy. Their first date had been a wonderful success. They had both had a great time and he now had a phone full of memories he would cherish forever. He couldn’t ask for more.
~
The two of them got home late that evening, trying not to make too much noise in the dorms since the others were definitely sleeping by now. Jonghyun tiptoed into the room he shared with Taemin, slipping out of his clothes and getting dressed in his pajamas. He headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth, smiling softly when he heard Jinki’s melodious voice coming from the shower singing a gentle, happy tune.
They had all been living together so long that it didn’t seem odd or uncomfortable to share the bathroom at the same time. Even after years of doing this exact thing though, Jonghyun felt his heart racing all the same. His mind conjuring up image after image of Jinki’s gorgeous body… naked and dripping wet. Lord have mercy, he wasn’t strong enough for this. Jonghyun brushed his teeth with lightening speed, making sure to escape the bathroom before Jinki was finished. He crawled into bed, snuggling down in the soft sheets as he waited for the elder. He couldn’t sleep without the other beside him anymore. He needed to feel that warmth, the comfort of a heart beat and the sound of soft, even breathing to help lull him to sleep. He was growing dependent on Jinki in ways he had never imagined but it didn’t really scare him anymore. He was becoming comfortable with the idea of Jinki being beside him forever and always and he was starting to really like that idea.
Jonghyun didn’t have to wait long, Jinki slipping into the room only minutes later, a towel tied around his waist and a sheepish smile on his face, “I forgot my clothes.” Jonghyun felt like he had been punched in the face. Jinki’s naked flesh being flaunted right in front of his face and he wasn’t allowed to do a damn thing about it. It was so… unfair. Now he was going to have to sleep in the same bed, touching, kissing… all while attempting to hide how much he wanted on Jinki’s dick. Oh joy.
He was trying to be patient, trying to give Jinki all the time and reassurance he needed but… Jesus was testing him. For the first time in his life, he started counting down the days until his next heat with happy anticipation. At least then he knew Jinki would touch him.
~~
Jinki wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. It was perfect, waking up with his nose buried in his mate’s soft hair, his head filled with the scent of beta, his heart bursting with happiness and… the raging hard on. Every day. Always.
God, it was horrible. He was so happy, he wasn’t about to complain. He quite honestly had never been happier in his entire life. Apparently though, he was selfish. No matter how happy he was, he knew that he could be happier. He would be happier once they were in a more complete relationship, a physical relationship. He craved that connection, that intimacy. Cuddling was awesome and he wouldn’t trade it for anything. He just really wanted to cuddle and have lots of sex. It was in his DNA: you fuck, you mate; you fuck more. His body was begging him, aching for his mate in the worst way. But he would be patient. He had to be. He was more than an alpha, more than his DNA. Jonghyun needed time and Jinki would give it, no matter how difficult it was for him.
~~
Jonghyun sighed, deep and dramatic, throwing himself on the couch beside Kibum. The younger ignored his theatrics, only resulting in another exaggerated sigh.
“Oh my god, shut up. I’m trying to watch this,” Kibum finally snapped.
“But Bummie,” Jonghyun whined, “I need to talk to you.”
“Go talk to someone else,” he grumbled.
“Bum,” Jonghyun groaned, poking at Kibum’s arm to gain more attention.
“Fuck… fine. What is it?” Kibum swatted his finger away, pausing the TV to give Jonghyun his attention.
“It’s about me and Jinki,” Jonghyun started.
“Stop wasting my time with useless sentence qualifiers. Of course it’s about you and Jinki. You only ever talk about you and Jinki,” Kibum rolled his eyes.
Jonghyun pouted more, “Why won’t he touch me?”
“What?”
“We haven’t gone further than kissing and some disappointingly light petting since my heat. Why won’t he touch me? I thought we would be having sex like 24/7 by now, but no, nothing,” He whined, frustration seeping into his tone.
“Did you bother to talk to him about it or tell him you wanted sex?” Kibum asked.
“There’s an awkward conversation starter, ‘hey Jinki, just wanted to let you know that I’m totally D-T-F, ya know… down to fuck, wink, wink,’” Jonghyun exaggerated, huffing at Kibum’s questioning.
“You are so dumb I actually feel bad for Jinki having to be stuck with you,” Kibum deadpanned.
“What am I supposed to do?” Jonghyun asked, ignoring the jab.
“You spent the last year pushing him away, now that he has you he isn’t going to do anything until you are ready. He’s probably fucking terrified it’ll push you away again. You have to initiate it. You know he wants you but he doesn’t know if you want him. God, you are so fucking stupid sometimes. You put the guy through emotional hell and now you’re making him suffer through a year long case of blue balls! I swear, terrorist groups aren’t even on your level when it comes to torture.”
“But… I told him I was ready to try? Like 1000%. I thought it was understood like… we are dating. I thought he needed time because of our rocky start. I was trying to be considerate,” Jonghyun tried to explain.
“Well clearly Jinki doesn’t see things so black and white when it comes to you guys dating. Now please, go find Jinki and talk to him. Fuck his brains out and leave me in peace.”
“Thanks Bummie,” Jonghyun laughed. Maybe the younger had a point though. Maybe Jinki was just waiting for Jonghyun to make a move, to initiate things. He could do that. He really didn’t think he could go another day without Jinki’s dick inside him so he didn’t have much of a choice anymore. He needed Jinki.
~~
Jonghyun tried to contain himself; he knew Jinki was pretty excited about seeing this movie after all. The elder was always so happy any time they had the chance to go out together. Jonghyun knew he liked the nights they stayed in too, but there was a sparkle in his eye any time they got to go out, parading their relationship in public. Well… as close to parading as the company would allow them which pretty much started and stopped at handholding.
Jonghyun enjoyed their dates too, of course he did. However, today he couldn’t concentrate on anything. Not the conversation, not the delicious food and definitely not the movie. He couldn’t think past how tight Jinki’s pants were and how positive he was that he would get to take them off of the elder later that night. God, he wanted to go home right now, they could see this movie some other time. Sex though, that couldn’t wait.
“Jong,” Jinki whispered, eying him worriedly in the back of the dark theater.
“Hmm?”
“Don’t you like the movie? Do you want to leave?”
“It’s fine hyung,” Jonghyun assured him.
“So… no?”
“I’m just distracted today, the movie is fine.”
“Why are you so distracted? Did something happen today?” Jinki asked, still so concerned and it was kind of adorable.
“I’ll tell you later,” Jonghyun promised with a reassuring smile.
“You sure you don’t want to go? I don’t mind,” Jinki tried again.
“People are going to start throwing popcorn at us if we don’t stop talking.”
“Alright,” Jinki laughed quietly, pulling Jonghyun tighter against his chest.
Miraculously, Jonghyun managed through the end of the movie, but his head was more focused on Jinki’s warmth encasing him and his scent seeping out behind the layer of cologne. He couldn’t wait to get home.
“Do you want to get coffee?” Jinki asked as the exited the theater, both of them blinking at the harsh lighting.
“No. I want to go home,” Jonghyun responded immediately, his patience paper thin.
“Okay?” Jinki complied, confusion evident in his tone.
Jonghyun made it to the elevator of their dorm before he cracked, nuzzling and clinging to Jinki until the elder had to pry him away. “What is going on Jonghyun?”
Jonghyun still felt a little silly saying it outright. He shouldn’t, he knew that, but he still did. So instead of answering he beckoned Jinki closer, letting their lips meet in a soft kiss. Jonghyun didn’t let it end there, tangling himself in Jinki’s embrace and kissing him with all the passion he could muster. Jinki was more than happy to reciprocate.
“Hyung,” Jonghyun whined, the heat starting to make him feel hazy, drowning in his own desire, “please don’t make me wait anymore.”
Jinki’s grip became painfully tight around him, signifying that the elder most definitely did not misunderstand his words. Finally, Jonghyun was going to get some action.
Next~~
yes, i really cut it off right there. yes, I am a horrible person. yes, i am laughing at your frustration right now.
this chapter was long, soooooo long. i had to cut a lot of stuff. i might do some deleted scenes or something once this is over cuz i have a lot and i really liked some of them even if they were pointless ^^
oh and hey, the next chapter is the last chapter! and there's an epilogue too but whatever
and better news, it will be up soon. soon for me anyway.
I want to check the completed box on this story before the end of the year
so... soon.
anyway
Happy Jinki Day~
Word Count: 5336
Rating: PG-13 (overall NC-17)
Pairing/Focus: Jongyu
Genre: omega!verse
Warnings: Omega!verse, knotting
Summary: As soon as Jinki stepped off of the elevator he knew something was off. There was a tension, a faint whiff of something different, something foreign that laced the stagnant air with the most delicious aroma he had ever encountered. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but something was amiss. His senses were heightened, body reacting on its own accord, alpha pheromones immediately stirring, but for what he wasn’t quite sure.
lethallycute & MandeeGee betas<3
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Jinki was pulled from possibly the best sleep of his life when Jonghyun began to stir beside him. Jinki, still mostly asleep, could only tighten his arms around the beta in protest. The last thing he wanted was for this bliss to end.
“Jinki,” Jonghyun whispered soft and hesitant against his ear.
He groaned in response, formulating coherent words not a part of his abilities just yet.
“Jinki go back to sleep, I’ll go make breakfast, hmm?”
Instead of complying, Jinki rolled over, pinning Jonghyun to the bed with his upper body. He could hear Jonghyun laughing now but he didn’t even care. “Is that a no to breakfast?”
“Just… stay,” Jinki finally mumbled, his voice rough and husky even to his own ears.
“Okay hyung,” Jonghyun complied, his fingers raking through Jinki’s hair, soothing and perfect. Jinki smiled, becoming more and more awake as the minutes ticked by but he still had no desire to actually get up. He just wanted to enjoy it, lying in bed with his beta. It just didn’t get any better than this. It was like his whole life was just a giant puzzle and he was finally finding the right places for each piece. All that frustration and stress from before was but a faded memory now. He couldn’t think past the sheer bliss of having his mate right here, in his arms.
“Jinki… I really need to pee,” Jonghyun whispered.
Jinki let out a disgruntled little whine, “You really know how to ruin the mood, don’t you?”
Jonghyun snickered, “I didn’t realize we were setting a mood here, my bad.”
Jinki rolled onto his back with a huff, freeing the younger to get up. He was rewarded with a quick kiss to the lips which definitely made up for any frustration or inconvenience he felt. “I’ll go make breakfast, you should get up, it’s already late and you have a schedule.”
“Okay, thanks baby,” Jinki muttered, his sleepy brain too occupied with watching the way Jonghyun’s spine bent under his paper-thin tee shirt to focus on his words, but he figured it really was time to get up once Jonghyun had padded off in the direction of the kitchen leaving his bed feeling cold and far too large.
~~
Jinki had to admit, he was kind of nervous about tonight. Really, really nervous. Which was stupid. He knew that. They had been growing closer in a romantic sense for a while now. Going on a date shouldn’t be that big of a deal at this point, they had done much more intimate things already. Jonghyun had even started initiating a kisses for godsakes! There was simply no reason to be this nervous but his stomach was still in knots and his hands were actually shaking.
He still couldn’t get out of the mindset that one little mistake would send Jonghyun running. It wasn’t entirely irrational considering the bumpy road it took them to get to this point, but he knew he should have more faith in Jonghyun. He did have more faith in Jonghyun. But he was still really nervous about their date. God, it was their first date ever. It needed to be perfect. He needed Jonghyun to know how much he cared, how right they were for each other. He knew he was putting too much pressure on himself and this date, but he couldn’t help it. Things had just started to get good between them and he didn’t want to lose it all.
He had quite literally spent his whole day worrying and stressing about that evening. Every spare minute he had between schedules was spent planning out their date and mentally preparing himself. In retrospect, Jinki might have gone a bit overboard. Just a bit. He had called ahead, ensuring them a private room in the back. Privacy was everything in their profession and it was inevitable that a fan would find them. Jinki took all the precautions he could to give them a nice, quiet evening of just the two of them. He had also checked over the menu, making sure there was something he knew Jonghyun would like and would fit within his rather strict diet. However, when he started inquiring about the wait staff that would be working that evening even he started to question his own level of sanity.
Considering the giant ball of nerves he was turning into though, maybe privacy wasn’t the best idea. It felt like there was this impenetrable barrier between them. Jinki didn’t know what to do or say to ease the growing tension. He knew it was all his fault, this awkwardness, but he couldn’t seem to make it stop. It was only making him even more stressed.
“This place is nice,” Jonghyun commenting, looking around at the fancy decor as their waited for their order.
“Yeah,” Jinki muttered lamely. It was nice, maybe too nice. Did Jonghyun think he was trying too hard? Did he think Jinki was trying to buy his affection or impress him with his open wallet? God, what was wrong with him today? Of course Jonghyun didn’t think that. Jinki felt silly for the thought even flitting through his mind but he couldn’t seem to stop stressing about the most ridiculous scenarios that kept beating against his brain. He couldn’t help but think that maybe he hadn’t done enough to ensure their night would be perfect. Perhaps he should have worn a different shirt? Maybe he should have demanded the elder female waitress instead of the attractive young man that kept smiling just a little too brightly in Jonghyun’s direction. So many facets of the evening Jinki hadn’t even considered and now he was stressing himself out even more.
Jinki could tell he was being stiff and stupid. He was just nervous and he knew Jonghyun could tell too. It didn’t help matters that Jonghyun was so goddamn attractive either. His hair styled all perfect, showing off his piercings and his shirt so tight Jinki could see every curve of his body. The younger was much more at ease than Jinki was, laughing and chattering away in his own attempt to defuse the tension. Jinki was trying to pay attention, he really was. He just kept getting distracted by the shape of Jonghyun’s hands, the plumpness of his lips and the way his tongue would curl around his chopsticks. Had Jonghyun always eaten so sexually? Jinki felt like his was actually going to die if he sat here any longer, just simply explode from the buildup of feelings in his chest.
“Jinki what the hell is wrong with you?” Jonghyun finally snapped, kicking him under the table.
“Wha- ouch! What?”
“You are practically drooling and you haven’t even touched your food,” Jonghyun accused.
“Oh,” Jinki muttered, looking down at his still full bowl, “Sorry I was just…”
“Do I have something on my face?”
“No?”
“Then why are you being weird?”
Jinki felt his cheeks growing warm, “Sorry.” It’s not like he could very well explain the burning envy he was harboring for Jonghyun’s chopsticks. That sounded creepy even in his own head.
Jonghyun huffed, not satisfied with a simple apology.
“I-- you just look really nice tonight and I’m really excited and nervous and- fuck. Do you like the food?”
“Jinki, calm down. We’ve known each other for like ten years now. This is hardly our first dinner together,” Jonghyun reminded him, softening at Jinki’s stuttered reply.
“I know but it is our first date. Despite our history this is our first time alone where there are… expectations. I just wanted everything to go well,” Jinki trailed off.
“Well things aren’t going well hyung, I feel like I’m eating with a statue,” Jonghyun quipped.
“Sorry,” The elder murmured again.
Jonghyun just sighed, pushing his bowl across the table beside Jinki before getting up to slid into the booth beside him rather than across from him. “Hyung, you’re an idiot. Did you forget what happened last night? Did you forget that I promised to try, to give this one hundred percent?” Jonghyun stared up at him, a hand resting casually on Jinki’s thigh but to the elder, it felt like a searing hot piece of coal, burning right through his clothing and branding his skin.
“No, I didn’t forget,” Jinki whispered, a hesitant arm slipping around Jonghyun’s waist, pulling the younger tighter against his side.
“Then stop it. This is never going to work if you aren’t being yourself,” Jonghyun reminded him.
“You’re right, I’m sorry.”
“Stop apologizing and eat your food,” Jonghyun replied, his hand still heavy against Jinki’s leg, picking up his utensils with his other and going back to his food. Jinki however, was finding it hard to concentrate on his meal again but for completely different reasons now. He was much more focused on how good Jonghyun smelled, how soft and solid the younger felt next to him. Jinki’s thumb kept sliding back and forth over Jonghyun’s hip bone, wanting more than anything to slip under the barrier of clothing, to touch skin on skin. Something about their close proximity, the shared warmth, the tangibleness of his beta against his fingertips… it was relaxing him. It was slowly easing the tight knot of worry in his chest.
Jonghyun finished his food, settling firmer against Jinki’s side, a little sigh of contentment slipping past his lips. “Aren’t you going to eat?”
Jinki pressed a small, unnoticeable kiss into Jonghyun’s hair, “I’m too distracted to eat.”
“Should I go back to my seat?” Jonghyun asked, a quirk to his lips.
“Absolutely not,” Jinki responded, his fingers catching the hem of Jonghyun’s shirt, daring to slip under. He didn’t really mean for it to be sexual, it’s not like he wanted them to fuck right here in the back of a restaurant, but he could feel the tension between them heightening more and more. Jonghyun didn’t say anything, allowing the elder’s fingers to caress the soft skin of his side and stomach.
“What did you want to do tonight?”
“Well, I was thinking we could go to a cafe for now, I got us tickets for tonight but it doesn’t open for a little bit,” Jinki told him, excitement bleeding into his tone. It had taken some effort to get those tickets, a stupid amount of money and throwing his name and celebrity status around more than he was really comfortable with. He hated to use his position in society like that, but for Jonghyun, he was willing to make an exception.
“Tickets for what?” Jonghyun asked, looking up at him with those big eyes.
“It’s a surprise,” Jinki smiled, giving the younger a little squeeze.
“That’s no fair! I wanna know!” Jonghyun whined, squirming in Jinki’s grasp, the elder only laughing at his childish antics.
“You’ll like it, I promise,” Jinki assured him, mindlessly leaning down to peck him on the lips. He froze for a second before relaxing when Jonghyun didn’t do anything but smile. Jinki was trying really hard to hold himself back, to let Jonghyun set the pace for everything. Sometimes though, he just couldn’t contain himself. His chest was bursting with love and affection that wanted to get out. All he wanted to do was shower the younger with kisses, paint his skin was his touch and whisper words of adoration against every pore. It was difficult to contain that level of emotion, especially when they were together, so close and all alone. He would have a better chance separating the ocean from the sand. The problem now was… once Jonghyun allowed him a small taste he couldn’t seem to get enough. Jonghyun gave him an inch and he wanted to desperately to take a mile.
“Okay,” Jonghyun pouted, making Jinki want to kiss him all the more.
“Let’s go get some coffee,” Jinki suggested.
“All right, but I’m going to get it out of you,” Jonghyun promised.
“Whatever you say.”
~~
Jinki had to keep reminding himself to be good, minimal touching only. The coffee shop was more public than their private booth at the restaurant after all. He had calmed down significantly though, more at ease with how the night was going now. His nerves had settled, allowing him to slip into his usual self, telling stupid jokes and making up a silly rhyme about the sugar packets. It was easy, comfortable.
More like how they interacted as ‘just friends’ but the way their legs were tangled together under the table was definitely new.
He sipped on his coffee, listening to Jonghyun tell a story about one of their hoobaes he had run into at the company earlier that day. Jinki was pretty sure he had stars in his eyes, hanging on Jonghyun’s every word and drinking in the sight of his beautiful beta sitting in front of him. It felt natural, comfortable and Jinki just felt so at peace within himself when they were like this. His bond was happy, the emotional distance between them shrinking more and more with each passing day.
“Can we go yet?” Jonghyun finally whined, his nervous fingers tearing at a napkin.
Jinki glanced at his watch, “I suppose so. We are supposed to be there by ten but it will take a bit to drive there.”
“Where is it?”
“We’re going to Hongdae.”
“Hongdae? Are we going to a club?” Jonghyun asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Nope,” Jinki smiled, enjoying holding this small little bit of knowledge over Jonghyun’s head.
“You really aren’t going to tell me?”
“Nope,” he chirped.
“Ass,” Jonghyun muttered, making Jinki bark with laughter.
“We’ll be there soon, just wait,” Jinki assured him, getting up from their booth and leading the younger towards the car.
“Please tell me?” Jonghyun whined, hanging off of Jinki’s arm and giving him the most pitiful eyes.
“Why do you have no patience?” Jinki countered, but he could feel himself wavering.
“Why do you not want to tell me?”
“I wanted it to be a surprise!”
“Please?” Jonghyun asked again, standing so close Jinki could barely breathe. Jonghyun’s bottom lip was still jutted out and his eyes wide and begging and Jinki was simply powerless to deny the younger anything.
That face was simply irresistible to Jinki. He leaned forward, placing a quick peck to Jonghyun’s forehead, his thumb brushing against his bottom lip that was still protruding into an adorable pout, “We’re going to a museum.”
Jonghyun cocked his head to the side, “A museum? Why? And wouldn’t it be closed this late?”
“Yep. I kind of… rented it out for the evening so it’s just the two of us,” Jinki informed him, the admission pulling a sheepish smile from his lips.
“I see…”
Jinki just smiled, getting them to the car and on their way. He wasn’t taking them to just any museum; he was taking them to the trick eye museum. An up and coming hotspot, a whole building full of optical illusions for their picture taking pleasure. He was excited to go himself but he just knew Jonghyun was going to love it. He also knew Jonghyun was going to enjoy holding it over Kibum’s head especially. He had been talking about the exhibit since it had opened and Jinki was sure he was going to be burning with jealousy that they went there before him.
Jonghyun’s eyes lit up with understanding when they finally arrived, jumping up and down in his seat like a little child, “Oh my god! Why didn’t you tell me it was this museum?”
Jinki laughed, “I wanted it to be a surprised! How are you not getting this?”
“Oh whatever,” Jonghyun said dismissively, “Let’s go!”
Jinki parked the car, letting Jonghyun drag him down the stairs, stopping at the museum door. “Do we knock?”
“I guess?” Jinki replied, rapping at the door. A young woman peeked through the glass, eyes widening in recognition before quickly opening the door.
“Welcome!” she chirped, letting them both inside before locking the door behind them once again.
“Thank you so much for letting us do this,” Jinki replied, giving her his best smile.
“It’s no problem,” she responded, nervousness in her voice and a blush creeping up her neck. He could practically see her swooning right before his eyes. It was almost comical. “You have the place to yourselves so go right on in,” she informed them, pointing towards the entrance.
“Thank you,” They both responded, Jonghyun already pulling him through the doors and into the brightly lit room. Every wall and corner had a different painting and props set up. There were lines on the floor signifying where you should stand to take the picture to make the scene come to life. Jonghyun was like a kid in a candy story, wanting to take a million pictures at each station. Jinki wasn’t sure if he had enough memory on his cell phone, they hadn’t even made it to the second room and already he had quite a collection of new pictures.
“I wish we could take some together,” Jonghyun said, sighing softly as he flipped through their pictures.
“We could go ask the employee to take some for us,” Jinki suggested.
“We could. I’d hate for her to post them anywhere or blab about it online though,” Jonghyun responded, a common concern in their profession.
“Well… I think it’s inevitable she’s going to talk about it online but we could offer to take a picture with her, a little thank you for letting us have tonight. I would hope that would be sufficient.”
“I guess. Let’s go through and get the rest of these and then we can find the employee and have her take a few of the two of us,” Jonghyun decided, already heading towards the next scene.
“Okay, sounds good,” Jinki agreed.
They only had one more room to go before they made their way through the hall of mirrors which was the exit. Jonghyun led the way, never letting go of Jinki’s hand as they felt their way along the mirrored walls, looking for the way out and laughing as they ended up doing loop after loop. They finally made it out, the employee smiling at them from the counter.
“Miss?” Jinki called her attention, “Would you mind taking a few pictures for us?”
“Oh!” She gasped, obviously shocked and excited about the very idea, “Of course!”
The girl seemed nice enough, not a crazy stalker fan that was going to hack their phones or anything. She was genuinely happy about helping them out, laughing at the silly poses the two of them struck and even offering a few suggestions to make the pictures look better. By the time they had gone through the whole museum for a second time, the three of them were laughing together like old friends.
“Did you want to go through the ice museum too?” She asked, pointing across the lobby towards another door.
“There’s an ice museum?” Jonghyun asked; bouncing on his toes like a toddler hyped up on kool-aid.
She laughed at his obvious enthusiasm, “Yes, and there are more opportunities for pictures.”
“Thank you, Soobin, I think we’d love that,” Jinki said, gently tugging on Jonghyun’s arm, pulling him towards the entrance. The three of them put on the flimsy little jackets that were provided and Jinki opened the door for the three of them only for his whole body to tense. The cold was unreal. It was like walking into a freezer. His muscles balked at the idea of intentionally going into a room that was arctic temperatures however, his eyes caught sight of the various ice sculptures and his feet found the strength to move. The room was much smaller, only a handful of items to take pictures with but it was still fun. They took a few pictures together, Soobin getting a fun little video of them going down the ice slide together before Jinki quietly asked her to give them a moment alone. She obliged with a smile, passing him the cellphone and going outside to give them some privacy.
“It’s so cold hyung,” Jonghyun whined, rubbing at his arms in a fruitless attempt to warm them back up. Jinki pulled him close, wrapping his equally cold arms around the younger, his heart burning with happiness despite the temperature.
“Thank you for coming here with me,” Jinki whispered.
“I had a lot of fun. Thank you for taking me,” Jonghyun replied, leaning heavily into Jinki’s embrace.
“I did too,” Jinki assured him leaning down slow and hesitant. He waited for Jonghyun to bridge the small gap between them. The kiss was short and sweet, both of them too cold to really focus on anything else but it was still the perfect ending to their evening together.
Jonghyun grasped his hand, rushed out and back into the warm lobby. They shed their jackets, still rubbing frantically at their cold skin.
“Thank you so much Soobin, I know it was an inconvenience but we really had a great time,” Jinki assured her.
“It was no problem,” She responded, much more relaxed in their presence now.
“We’d love to take a picture with you, autographs, anything. Just to show our appreciation,” Jonghyun added.
“Really? That would be so great,” She squealed, making the both of them laugh.
“Of course! We’d love to,” Jinki smiled.
“Wow,” she murmured, “I always thought celebrities would be stuck up or rude but you guys have been so nice!”
Jinki laughed, “Well it’s not every day that we get to have a normal, worry free night. So really, thank you.”
They look multiple pictures with their new friend, some smiling; some making silly faces. Both of them took the time to write a little note of gratitude, signing it at the bottom for her. It was the least they could do.
Jinki was just so happy. Their first date had been a wonderful success. They had both had a great time and he now had a phone full of memories he would cherish forever. He couldn’t ask for more.
~
The two of them got home late that evening, trying not to make too much noise in the dorms since the others were definitely sleeping by now. Jonghyun tiptoed into the room he shared with Taemin, slipping out of his clothes and getting dressed in his pajamas. He headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth, smiling softly when he heard Jinki’s melodious voice coming from the shower singing a gentle, happy tune.
They had all been living together so long that it didn’t seem odd or uncomfortable to share the bathroom at the same time. Even after years of doing this exact thing though, Jonghyun felt his heart racing all the same. His mind conjuring up image after image of Jinki’s gorgeous body… naked and dripping wet. Lord have mercy, he wasn’t strong enough for this. Jonghyun brushed his teeth with lightening speed, making sure to escape the bathroom before Jinki was finished. He crawled into bed, snuggling down in the soft sheets as he waited for the elder. He couldn’t sleep without the other beside him anymore. He needed to feel that warmth, the comfort of a heart beat and the sound of soft, even breathing to help lull him to sleep. He was growing dependent on Jinki in ways he had never imagined but it didn’t really scare him anymore. He was becoming comfortable with the idea of Jinki being beside him forever and always and he was starting to really like that idea.
Jonghyun didn’t have to wait long, Jinki slipping into the room only minutes later, a towel tied around his waist and a sheepish smile on his face, “I forgot my clothes.” Jonghyun felt like he had been punched in the face. Jinki’s naked flesh being flaunted right in front of his face and he wasn’t allowed to do a damn thing about it. It was so… unfair. Now he was going to have to sleep in the same bed, touching, kissing… all while attempting to hide how much he wanted on Jinki’s dick. Oh joy.
He was trying to be patient, trying to give Jinki all the time and reassurance he needed but… Jesus was testing him. For the first time in his life, he started counting down the days until his next heat with happy anticipation. At least then he knew Jinki would touch him.
~~
Jinki wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take. It was perfect, waking up with his nose buried in his mate’s soft hair, his head filled with the scent of beta, his heart bursting with happiness and… the raging hard on. Every day. Always.
God, it was horrible. He was so happy, he wasn’t about to complain. He quite honestly had never been happier in his entire life. Apparently though, he was selfish. No matter how happy he was, he knew that he could be happier. He would be happier once they were in a more complete relationship, a physical relationship. He craved that connection, that intimacy. Cuddling was awesome and he wouldn’t trade it for anything. He just really wanted to cuddle and have lots of sex. It was in his DNA: you fuck, you mate; you fuck more. His body was begging him, aching for his mate in the worst way. But he would be patient. He had to be. He was more than an alpha, more than his DNA. Jonghyun needed time and Jinki would give it, no matter how difficult it was for him.
~~
Jonghyun sighed, deep and dramatic, throwing himself on the couch beside Kibum. The younger ignored his theatrics, only resulting in another exaggerated sigh.
“Oh my god, shut up. I’m trying to watch this,” Kibum finally snapped.
“But Bummie,” Jonghyun whined, “I need to talk to you.”
“Go talk to someone else,” he grumbled.
“Bum,” Jonghyun groaned, poking at Kibum’s arm to gain more attention.
“Fuck… fine. What is it?” Kibum swatted his finger away, pausing the TV to give Jonghyun his attention.
“It’s about me and Jinki,” Jonghyun started.
“Stop wasting my time with useless sentence qualifiers. Of course it’s about you and Jinki. You only ever talk about you and Jinki,” Kibum rolled his eyes.
Jonghyun pouted more, “Why won’t he touch me?”
“What?”
“We haven’t gone further than kissing and some disappointingly light petting since my heat. Why won’t he touch me? I thought we would be having sex like 24/7 by now, but no, nothing,” He whined, frustration seeping into his tone.
“Did you bother to talk to him about it or tell him you wanted sex?” Kibum asked.
“There’s an awkward conversation starter, ‘hey Jinki, just wanted to let you know that I’m totally D-T-F, ya know… down to fuck, wink, wink,’” Jonghyun exaggerated, huffing at Kibum’s questioning.
“You are so dumb I actually feel bad for Jinki having to be stuck with you,” Kibum deadpanned.
“What am I supposed to do?” Jonghyun asked, ignoring the jab.
“You spent the last year pushing him away, now that he has you he isn’t going to do anything until you are ready. He’s probably fucking terrified it’ll push you away again. You have to initiate it. You know he wants you but he doesn’t know if you want him. God, you are so fucking stupid sometimes. You put the guy through emotional hell and now you’re making him suffer through a year long case of blue balls! I swear, terrorist groups aren’t even on your level when it comes to torture.”
“But… I told him I was ready to try? Like 1000%. I thought it was understood like… we are dating. I thought he needed time because of our rocky start. I was trying to be considerate,” Jonghyun tried to explain.
“Well clearly Jinki doesn’t see things so black and white when it comes to you guys dating. Now please, go find Jinki and talk to him. Fuck his brains out and leave me in peace.”
“Thanks Bummie,” Jonghyun laughed. Maybe the younger had a point though. Maybe Jinki was just waiting for Jonghyun to make a move, to initiate things. He could do that. He really didn’t think he could go another day without Jinki’s dick inside him so he didn’t have much of a choice anymore. He needed Jinki.
~~
Jonghyun tried to contain himself; he knew Jinki was pretty excited about seeing this movie after all. The elder was always so happy any time they had the chance to go out together. Jonghyun knew he liked the nights they stayed in too, but there was a sparkle in his eye any time they got to go out, parading their relationship in public. Well… as close to parading as the company would allow them which pretty much started and stopped at handholding.
Jonghyun enjoyed their dates too, of course he did. However, today he couldn’t concentrate on anything. Not the conversation, not the delicious food and definitely not the movie. He couldn’t think past how tight Jinki’s pants were and how positive he was that he would get to take them off of the elder later that night. God, he wanted to go home right now, they could see this movie some other time. Sex though, that couldn’t wait.
“Jong,” Jinki whispered, eying him worriedly in the back of the dark theater.
“Hmm?”
“Don’t you like the movie? Do you want to leave?”
“It’s fine hyung,” Jonghyun assured him.
“So… no?”
“I’m just distracted today, the movie is fine.”
“Why are you so distracted? Did something happen today?” Jinki asked, still so concerned and it was kind of adorable.
“I’ll tell you later,” Jonghyun promised with a reassuring smile.
“You sure you don’t want to go? I don’t mind,” Jinki tried again.
“People are going to start throwing popcorn at us if we don’t stop talking.”
“Alright,” Jinki laughed quietly, pulling Jonghyun tighter against his chest.
Miraculously, Jonghyun managed through the end of the movie, but his head was more focused on Jinki’s warmth encasing him and his scent seeping out behind the layer of cologne. He couldn’t wait to get home.
“Do you want to get coffee?” Jinki asked as the exited the theater, both of them blinking at the harsh lighting.
“No. I want to go home,” Jonghyun responded immediately, his patience paper thin.
“Okay?” Jinki complied, confusion evident in his tone.
Jonghyun made it to the elevator of their dorm before he cracked, nuzzling and clinging to Jinki until the elder had to pry him away. “What is going on Jonghyun?”
Jonghyun still felt a little silly saying it outright. He shouldn’t, he knew that, but he still did. So instead of answering he beckoned Jinki closer, letting their lips meet in a soft kiss. Jonghyun didn’t let it end there, tangling himself in Jinki’s embrace and kissing him with all the passion he could muster. Jinki was more than happy to reciprocate.
“Hyung,” Jonghyun whined, the heat starting to make him feel hazy, drowning in his own desire, “please don’t make me wait anymore.”
Jinki’s grip became painfully tight around him, signifying that the elder most definitely did not misunderstand his words. Finally, Jonghyun was going to get some action.
Next~~
yes, i really cut it off right there. yes, I am a horrible person. yes, i am laughing at your frustration right now.
this chapter was long, soooooo long. i had to cut a lot of stuff. i might do some deleted scenes or something once this is over cuz i have a lot and i really liked some of them even if they were pointless ^^
oh and hey, the next chapter is the last chapter! and there's an epilogue too but whatever
and better news, it will be up soon. soon for me anyway.
I want to check the completed box on this story before the end of the year
so... soon.
anyway
Happy Jinki Day~