Welcome to PCU! (Episode 7 - Kyung, Yoseob, & Woohyun)
Title: Welcome to PCU! (Pleasure Cruise University)
Author: leejaehwa7
Fandom: BEAST/Infinite/Big Bang/MBLAQ/Block B/SHINee/more
Couples: BEAST/OT6, Woohyun/Sunggyu, Myungsoo/Sungyeol/Sungjong, Joon/Mir, Zico/Kyung, Jonghyun/Key, GD/TOP, more
Chapters: 7/?
Rating: NC-17 (mostly)
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely guys but the plot is definitely concocted by my pervy mind ^_^
Summary: Pleasure Cruise University (PCU) is an all boys school on the sea that specifically caters to the wealthy elites of society. The school provides the perfect place for males with healthy sex drives, who wish to have fun before entering into family businesses. The school may seem like a playground for adults, but it teaches something more than outsiders can ever understand.
A/N: Look...it's a Kyung, Yoseob, and Woohyun CAM set! More information for everyone ^_^
( Prologue ) ( Episode 1 ) ( Episode 2 ) ( Episode 3 ) ( Episode 4 ) ( BTS1 ) ( Episode 5) ( Episode 6 )
Episode 7
Kyung’s Cam:
It’s been a week and in all that time I’ve barely been able to hang out with Zico. No, let me rephrase that, I haven’t been able to hang out with Zico without Jaehyo tagging along. The guy shows up everywhere. He’s even there to greet us in the morning as Zico gets ready for his early classes while I attempt to sleep in as long as possible for my afternoon classes. I hate it when he knocks on the door and waltz’s in to plop down on the couch while Zico finishes up his routine. Jaehyo’s face is definitely not the first thing I want to wake up to in the morning and it doesn’t help matters the way Zico smiles brightly each time he sees the guy.
I’ve tried so hard not to show my bitterness towards the two, but I feel like I’m losing more than the guy I’ve been crushing on for so many years. It feels like I’m losing my best friend, my comrade, my partner in crime. By going to PCU, I thought Zico and I would grow closer not be pulled even further apart by the appearance of a past summer fling that was never mentioned to me in the first place. If they had been so serious, why didn’t Zico at least tell me how much Jaehyo meant to him? I can see it in way they look at each other and the small touches that tear at my heart each time they are together. It’s clear that Zico enjoys the way Jaehyo dotes on him. Jaehyo openly reveals just how much Zico means to him. The mutual feelings between them are so blatantly exposed it’s hard for me to ignore it and I’m definitely not willing to accept it.
What makes me feel even worse about my bitterness towards Jaehyo is that he has been nothing but kind to me. He always asks me about my day and tells me about how Zico has told him so much about me, even to the extent that he feels as if we have been friends for a while now. When Jaehyo asks me questions, he seems to listen intently as if he is desperate to hear everything I have to say. His genuine attitude just makes me want to scream sometimes.
Even now as we wait for Zico to finish his morning routines, Jaehyo makes every attempt possible to keep up a conversation between us, when I simply want to brood in my own little world.
“How are classes going so far?” he wondered.
“Fine,” I replied, shrugging.
“Have you gotten a partner for Kissing 101 yet?”
I glanced his way then back across the room. “Not yet.”
“Oh, so you and Jiho aren’t going to be partners? I mean, he seems extremely fond of you,” he began. I hate it when he calls him by his real name, it sounds way to personal to me and Zico never lets people call him that. He says it just doesn’t sound cool enough to be his name. “He worries about you a lot,” he added.
“Really,” I mumbled, not truly listening to his statement. The fact that he called Zico, Jiho was still annoying me.
“Yes,” Jaehyo replied firmly. “He thinks you spend too much time alone. He worries he’s the reason you don’t have any other friends. I told him he’s crazy for thinking that, but you know how he is when he gets a crazy idea in his head.”
Did Zico really think he’s the reason I don’t make any other friends? Well, it’s true but not for the reason he believes. Honestly, it’s my decision whether or not I befriend people. If someone has an issue with Zico, then I have an issue with that person. It’s actually rather simple. Zico comes first. He’s top priority in my group of friends.
“That idiot honestly believes I can’t make friends because of him?”
Jaehyo laughed and nodded rapidly. “You know how honest he can be when he’s drinking. He rambled on for almost an hour about scaring everyone away from you and making you into a loner. I thought he was going to start crying at one point.”
Grinning, I shook my head thinking about all the times in which I’ve dealt with a drunken, over-emotional Zico. “That sounds exactly like him,” I agreed.
Jaehyo and I laughed in unison at the same moment Zico stepped out of the bathroom. “Are you two talking about me,” he asked paranoid.
Shaking our heads, we both responded, “No!” We erupted in more laughter as Zico pouted and threw his damp towel towards us. “I’m glad you two are finally getting along even if it’s at my expense. I was worried at first.” He added, turning back into the bathroom to finish dressing.
Jaehyo nudged my arm to get my attention. “I was worried too,” he whispered without looking at me. “I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to steal your best friend or anything.” He glanced my way. “I’m glad we can at least talk like this. If you care about Jiho as much as he cares about you, I would hate to be the one to get between you two.”
Why did he have to say it like that? There is no way I can be irritated with him if he is genuinely concerned about Zico that way. How am I supposed to be mad at him if he has only ever been nice to me? Not to mention how happy he makes Zico.
Jaehyo is handsome, rich, funny, caring, basically everything the perfect guy should be, so how am I supposed to compete with that? I shouldn’t feel bad if Zico falls in love with him. Zico doesn’t even know how I feel about him anyways. At least I know he’s found someone worthy of his love. Of all the opponents I could face for Zico’s affection, I don’t think there could be anyone greater than Jaehyo. It hurts to admit that he may be able to make Zico happier than I can, that Zico may be better off with him, but I’m willing to accept Jaehyo if he is really the one Zico wants.
Even though I’m willing to let Jaehyo have a chance with Zico, it doesn’t mean I’m going to give up just yet. I want Zico to at least know how I feel about him, but it may take some time for me confess my true emotions. Crossing the line between friendship and relationship with Zico terrifies me. If my confession changes things between us because maybe he doesn’t feel the same way then I would rather live in agony alone and keep our friendship intact. How do others gather the courage to cross the line? People have been doing this for eons, falling in love with friends, and I’m struggling like I’m the only person whose ever felt this way.
Pulling out of my thoughts, I gave Jaehyo a weak smile to acknowledge his feelings. A silent understanding passed between us, a realization that maybe us being friends is a possibility. A little part of mind tells me that Jaehyo knows; that he sees what Zico doesn’t. Maybe it’s because we both feel the same way about the same person that brings this understanding between us.
Turning to stare at the bathroom door, I yell at Zico. “Are you ready yet? My stomach’s eating my insides! You know I’m starving when I wake up.”
Jaehyo chuckled and added, “If you don’t hurry up, I may start eating Kyung for breakfast!”
We could hear Zico huff in annoyance before exiting the bathroom. “Stop being so melodramatic.” He started pulling on his shoes. “Neither of you are going to die of starvation any time soon.”
Standing up from the couch, I made my way across the room towards Zico. As soon as he stood up I grabbed him in a loose headlock. “You wouldn’t care if Jaehyo had me for breakfast?” I accused him while shaking him from side to side.
He chuckled and grabbed my arms, pulling me to face him. “Actually, I would be mad because I wouldn’t get to see what you taste like first.”
Zico was much too close, smelled way too good, and it was way too early for him to be saying these things to me. Snatching my arms away, I playfully swatted his shoulder and quickly turned to put my shoes on while trying to hide the blush creeping up my cheeks. “Stop joking around and feed me already.”
Considering the fact that I was bent over to tie my shoes, Zico was in the perfect position smack my behind, which is exactly what he did. As soon as he hit me, I jerked up and accidentally elbowed him in the stomach. Hunching over, he clutched his gut and let out a gust of air. “Why are you so jumpy lately?” Taking in a deep breath he added, “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Looks who’s talking,” I exclaimed. “You’re the one starving me and you really shouldn’t go around attacking people. I can’t really control my natural reflexes.”
Jaehyo watched as we bickered. Eventually he stood up and came between us, pulling at Zico’s arm while draping his other around my shoulders. “I thought you were starving?” he asked, the looked at Zico. “Considering how long you two have known each other, I would think you know how grumpy Kyung can be when he’s just woken up and hasn’t had breakfast.” He ushered us out the door. “Arguing isn’t going to get my belly full and neither of you want to see a hungry grumpy Jaehyo.”
For some reason, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling as he walked us down the hall. Zico chuckled to himself and reached over to punch my arm one more time before speeding off towards the elevator. I attempted to follow him, but Jaehyo’s arm held onto me just a little tighter. He shook his head. “Just let him go or we will never get to breakfast.”
Suprisingly, I wasn’t as annoyed as I thought I would be with Jaehyo being this close. His arm around my shoulders was comfortable. There was no awkward feelings or conflicted emotions; it was a simple touch between friends. It almost felt like Jaehyo was desperate for a friendly gesture, so I let his arm stay draped across my shoulders as we made our way towards Zico, who was already standing in front of the open elevator.
“It’s nice to see you two play around like that,” Jaehyo spoke. Something in his voice revealed a sense of longing, as if he wished to be a part of it. I was going to say something in reply, but Zico interrupted my thoughts by shouting, “Hurry up before I let the elevator close!”
We both rushed forward, breaking apart as we made sure to catch the elevator before Zico let the doors slide close. As we watched the numbers moved down to the main deck, I glanced towards Jaehyo, noticing he was smiling to himself; it was probably the first time I’ve seen him so happy. Maybe I misjudged him because of his relationship with Zico. I guess our newfound friendship will help me figure out whatever it is I’m missing about Jaehyo. It’s something Zico clearly understands already.
Yoseob’s CAM:
“So where’s Mr. Eye-Candy at?” Mir asked.
Kikwang and I met him in our Kissing 101 class that we share on Tuesday and Thursday’s. Mir is one of those people that create instant friendships after the first meeting. He likes to talk a lot and it was a great help to us how much he already knew about PCU. He already felt like an old acquaintance with how easily he spoke to me.
“It’s surprising not to see you two together. I swear you’re attached at the hip or something,” he added taking a bite of his sausage.
His friends Taemin and Minho were watching me curiously. Kikwang and I met them one night at dinner along with many of Mir’s other friends. I think they are as inseparable as Kikwang and I seem to be. I’ve never seen one without the other.
“We were up late last night so I let him sleep in this morning,” I explained.
“Oh really,” Minho teased. “You must have tired him out.” His already wide eyes grew wider as he raised his eyebrows suggestively. Taemin giggled and poked Minho’s side due to the implications behind his boyfriend’s comment.
“No, no,” I exclaimed. “We went swimming last night and watched a movie after.”
“Sure that’s what you did,” Mir joked. “Kikwang can’t keep his hands off of you.”
“Our relationship isn’t like that, trust me.” They all gave me skeptical looks of disbelief. Taking a bite of my eggs, I looked up innocently and insisted, “Really.”
The others shook their heads and continued eating their meals. It was a relief not to have everyone’s attention on me. Kikwang has kept this fake relationship thing up by constantly clinging to me and flirting obnoxiously while in front of our classmates. He always clings more when it looks like someone is trying to approach him. I’m sure he thinks everyone that talks to us is only interested in getting us into bed. Sometimes his thoughts become so ridiculous, I don’t know if he’s serious or just delusional.
The only reason I keep this scheme of ours going is because he’s always been there for me when I’ve needed him. He rarely asks me to help him with anything and now that he has, I want to do my best for his sake. He’s struggling with his sexuality right now and having experienced that I know how scary and confusing it can be. Hopefully, I hope he can figure it out soon because keeping up this façade is going to become even more difficult as time goes on.
Mir and I soon entered a conversation about classes and assignments. I noticed a shadow hit the table as someone sat in the empty chair to my right. Deciding it was nothing I continued talking to Mir until the distinct sound of someone clearing his throat caught my attention. Glancing to my right, I noticed the handsome profile of student body representative, Yoon Doojoon. He smiled and made eye contact before I quickly twisted back to look at Mir. For a moment, I thought I might be hallucinating, but based on the scowl covering Mir’s face as he stared Doojoon down, I knew the latter was really sitting beside me.
After clearing his throat once more, Doojoon spoke. “Yoseob right?” The way my name glided off his tongue was enough to make my breath catch.
Exhaling discretely, I pivoted in my seat and gave him my signature smile that could stop any man’s heart. “Doojoon right?” I mimicked his question.
He was silent for moment as his eyes wandered down and up again as if he was observing every part of me. A grin spread across his face signifying he liked what he saw. This should be something I’m used to by now, but for some reason a shiver crossed my body as his eyes took me in. “Now that we have names out of the way, why don’t we move on to something else.”
His words held a double meaning. Doojoon isn’t one for small talk everyone knows that. His reputation is so great that even first years like myself have head about his playboy motives. His sincerity is not something to be taken for granted. Doojoon is only nice to those he wishes to obtain something from. If his father is anything to go by, it’s obvious Doojoon will do just about anything to get what he wants.
Sitting here in front of him and his beautifully seductive voice brings a whole new meaning to resistance. Seeing his nearly perfect face and figure mere inches away from me makes it difficult to resist the urge to fall for him. Remembering all the warnings and my promise to Kikwang I decided to play coy with Doojoon. “What exactly is it that you had in mind Doojoon?” I batted my eyelashes a few times for good measure just to see exactly how interested he was, especially considering this wasn’t the first time he had made a move on me.
“Where’s your boyfriend?”
Giggling I shook my head and looked down at my plate, moving a piece of fruit with my chopsticks. “If you’re interested in him, I think you’ve come to the wrong person for information.” I glanced towards him before popping the chunk of pineapple into my mouth.
“I was just curious. It’s rare to see you by yourself.” I could feel him shift in his seat inching ever so slightly closer to me. This statement meant he had been watching me.
“He’s sleeping in after a long night,” I answered after swallowing my fruit.
Doojoon hummed as he reached over and stole a piece of pineapple and popped it into his mouth. His leg brushed mine in the process sending goose bumps up my thigh. “You seem completely rested,” he noted.
Rolling my eyes, I refocused on my food waiting for him to say something else.
“Can we go somewhere to talk in private?” he finally asked.
Gesturing towards my plate without looking his way I replied, “I’m not finished eating.”
“I can wait for you to finish,” he suggested.
Taking a bite of my toast, I faced him. “There really isn’t anything for us to discuss in private that we can’t talk about in front of my friends.”
Doojoon surveyed the table before looking back at me. “I thought it would be rude for us to have a conversation in front of them without them being a part of it,” he explained.
I smiled at his logic. He definitely knew how to persuade others but there was no way he was going to get me alone with him. Shrugging, I continued picking at my plate of food. Mir must have noticed my apprehension and decided to step in. “Doojoon, why don’t you go find someone else to play with. Maybe someone who isn’t already taken.”
“Mir, is it?” Doojoon asked peering over my head to the guy seated on my other side.
“How did you…” Mir began but Doojoon interrupted by saying, “How’s Kibum doing these days?”
“Great actually, no thanks to you,” Mir snapped.
I turned just in time to see Doojoon smirk. “Tell him I said hey.” Mir scoffed as Doojoon returned his attention to me. “Maybe we should pick up this conversation some other time. See you later Yoseob.” As he stood, he smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder, letting it slide down my arm until it reached my elbow. With a light squeeze, he said goodbye and walked away. My skin burned in the places his touch lingered.
“I can’t believe him,” Mir mumbled at my side, slamming his utensils on the table. “He thinks he can talk to me that way. That asshole actually had the nerve to mention Kibum.”
Taemin and Minho tried to calm him down by telling him not to worry about it. They agreed Doojoon was a jerk. Minho added, “He’ll get what he deserves eventually.” He reached across the table to grab Mir’s arm forcing the latter to look at him. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
“Can someone please explain to me what that was about?” I inquired. Considering the way they all tensed up when Doojoon came to the table and the interaction between him and Mir, I knew there had to be a history behind it. The guys knew something I didn’t, something that screamed Doojoon was much worse than what everyone was telling me.
Mir gritted his teeth and continued to mumble under his breath, so I looked to Minho and Taemin for an answer to my question. The younger of the two shook his head, while the other looked at me imploringly. “Yoseob, whatever you do, stay away from him.” I frowned still wondering what could make them react this way to Doojoon. “He’s a bad guy Yoseob. He’s cruel and insensitive. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
Turning back, I watched as Doojoon made his way across the cafeteria smiling and greeting people happily. He didn’t look like such a bad guy, but there was something about the way he spoke to Mir that irked me. His aura turned dark in that brief moment and it shook me a bit. A part of me screams stay away from him, but another part is dying from curiosity to know more about him. He can’t possibly be as bad as everyone tells me he is.
His eyes, something within his eyes, reflect a desire for more than whatever it is that he receives out of life. Is it silly to think he is simply misunderstood? Maybe I’m just blinded by my attraction towards him? I’ve always been attracted to the mysterious types and he is beyond perplexing. It feels like everyone is asking me to judge him before I’ve had time to get to know him. I don’t want to believe he is completely bad. There has to be a good part within him somewhere and I may take it upon myself to find it, but this also means I can’t let my guard down. If Doojoon wants to play, I guess he will find out how much I like games.
Woohyun’s CAM:
The incessant knocking on Sunggyu’s door slowly broke through my unconscious state. Whoever it was insisted on waking us up, but when Sunggyu attempted to roll out of bed I held him close burying my head between his shoulder blades. He sunk back into the covers and mumbled something about it being too noisy. I breathed into his skin a whispered, “They’ll go away eventually.”
Eventually the knocking did stop and we both sighed in relief ready to drift back into dreamland, but before we could lull ourselves back to sleep, the distinct sounds of beeping were heard as someone pressed numbers into the door’s keypad. The door clicked and opened allowing entrance to the annoying doorknocker. Sunggyu sat up quickly pulling the sheets up to cover himself. Peeking at the entrance to the hall, we watched not one but two people enter the room with devious grins.
“Rise and shine!” Dongwoo yelled.
“Isn’t it time for you two love birds to get out of bed? You’re wasting daylight,” Hoya added.
Glaring at my fellow second years, I fell back on my pillow groaning in annoyance. Sunggyu ran his fingers through his hair and across his face in an attempt to wake up. “How did you two get in here?”
“Hall advisers get to choose their door codes right?” Dongwoo stated more than asked.
“It was kind of easy to figure out the code after that.” Hoya gestured towards me. “It’s four digits. 8-2-91. Woohyun was born on the eighth of February in 1991. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out,” Hoya explained.
“Gyu, I think you should change your password to something more complicated,” I suggested. If I have to deal with these two intruding all the time and interrupting my beauty sleep, I may have to strangle someone. “You two really shouldn’t barge into people’s rooms,” I complained. “What if we were doing something?”
Dongwoo shrugged and perched himself on the end of the bed. He found my leg and patted it through the sheets. “The likelihood of that happening is extremely slim Woohyun. We all know how prudish Sunggyu can be.”
Kicking his hand away, I shuffled up to a sitting position and leaned against the headboard. “You’d be surprised Dongwoo,” I claimed while running my hand down Sunggyu’s exposed back. “He just doesn’t like making our sex life a public affair.” Leaning forward I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed a kiss on his neck while pulling him back to rest on my chest. He shifted to get comfortable while Dongwoo and Hoya made gagging sounds at our display of affection.
“What exactly was the reason for your intrusion this morning?” Sunggyu inquired. “If I have to deal with a cranky sleep deprived Woohyun all day, you guys are going to pay.”
Hoya plopped down onto the armchair slinging his leg over one of the armrests. “Dongwoo and I decided that we wanted to go swimming and you two are coming with us.”
“Really? You woke us up to go swimming?” I asked in disbelief because he actually barged in here to interrupt my sleep early on a Saturday, the only time to actually get some rest.
“It’s not just any kind of swimming.” Hoya replied. “We talked to one of the gym trainers last night. He said we are dropping anchor over one of the most beautiful coral reefs in the Philippine Sea. He said we could go diving to get a better look.” Hoya sat up and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. “We want to see it and we thought it would be nice to invite you two along.”
“Please come,” Dongwoo pleaded. “We haven’t hung out in a while and this is going to be awesome.”
“Have either of you ever been scuba diving before?” Sunggyu asked. They both shook their heads. “It’s not something you can just do. The last time we went, they gave us a class before we actually got into the water.”
“We know but the trainer said it would be fine, that he could teach us along the way.” Hoya hid his mouth from Dongwoo and stage whispered to us. “We can’t go if you don’t. There is no way I can handle Dongwoo in the water alone.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Dongwoo whined.
“We all know you can’t swim and if you start panicking I won’t be able to save you, especially if I’m alone,” Hoya explained seriously. They both eyed us expectantly. “You know you want to come,” Hoya urged. “It’s not everyday you get to go scuba diving in the Philippine Sea.”
Pressing my cheek against Sunggyu’s back, I contemplated taking up Hoya’s offer. It would be fun to go diving with Sunggyu and I know Hoya will need help with Dongwoo. My friends were always coming up with crazy ideas, but for some reason they always had to drag me into it and more recently Sunggyu as well.
“Do you want to go, Gyu?” I mumbled into his back.
“If you want to. I think it sounds fun and I’d hate to be the reason they don’t get to enjoy it.” He moved enough to face me. Cupping my cheek, he gave me a tired smile. “We really shouldn’t waste our day away by sleeping.” I nodded in agreement and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Without looking back at the others, Sunggyu spoke. “We’ll go, but you guys owe us.”
“Don’t act like you’re not excited.” Dongwoo lay down at the foot of the bed and tugged at the covers. “Hurry up and get dressed so we can go meet up with the trainer.”
“Which trainer is it?” I wondered curiously.
“The new guy,” Dongwoo answered with a grin.
“He’s a complete sex god. I can’t wait to see what he looks like in a wetsuit.” Hoya nearly squealed in excitement, only to have Dongwoo attempt to kick him from his place on the bed. Unfortunately for Dongwoo, his legs were just a bit too short.
We all knew what the new gym trainer looked like considering we each had his class. If a sweaty Jung Jihoon is something to swoon over, I’m sure him in a wetsuit and fully submerged in water is perfection. Who would want to miss that image?
Sunggyu slid out of bed, exposing his practically naked body due to the fact that he was only wearing a pair of dark blue boxers. Hoya whistled as he crossed the room and pulled on a pair of sweat pants. “Damn Sunggyu! I didn’t know you were hiding all of that.”
I threw a pillow at him before getting off the bed and pulling some clothes on as well. “Hoya, keep your eyes off of my man.” I paused pulling a shirt over my head. “Dongwoo aren’t you going to say something to him?”
“I wonder what else Sunggyu is hiding?” Dongwoo asked. “I’ve always thought he had a nice ass. I bet he will look great in a wetsuit.”
“I guess we will find out very soon,” Hoya smirked.
“That’s it!” I snapped. “Out! Get out! I’m not going to listen to you fantasize about my boyfriend.”
They watched in amusement. “Looks like we hit a nerve, Dongwoo.”
“Someone’s a tad bit possessive,” Dongwoo teased.
“Guys, leave him alone.” Sunggyu pulled me into a back hug and nuzzled into my neck. “Don’t worry about them because I’m all yours.”
It took us half an hour to get ready and make our way up to the port side of deck eight. There was a small section on the side of the ship that opened up and allowed us to drop into the water safely. Trainer Jung was waiting for us already shirtless with his wetsuit hanging precariously around his waist. Hoya and Dongwoo constantly fawned over him until we were within earshot.
He greeted us and tossed wetsuits our way explaining exactly what we would be doing for the day. Professor Choi Wheesung appeared from one of the cabins down the hall with a few bottles of water. He tossed one to Trainer Jung and leaned against the railing.
“Are you diving with us?” Sunggyu asked.
Professor Choi shook his head. “Not today. I’m going to stay up top and make sure everything goes well. I’ll be here if anyone needs help.”
We all nodded in understanding as we began stripping down and pulling our wetsuits on. I have to admit; the suit did wonders for
Sunggyu’s figure. Trainer Jung went through all the instructions on how to use the scuba gear and what to do in case of emergencies. He showed us how to share air and the best way to fall into the water without hurting ourselves.
Dongwoo started getting nervous when we were getting the air tanks strapped to our backs. Hoya kept insisting everything would be fine and held his hand supportively. We watched as Trainer Jung fell back into the water off the side of the ship. He resurfaced and gave more instructions to make sure we were fully prepared. Sunggyu tapped my shoulder and grinned before moving to the edge and dropping back. Considering all the things he worries about, his ability to simply drop into the open sea comes as a surprise to me when any normal person would be nervous about submerging himself into the middle of the sea. But not Sunggyu, he simply dives in like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Shuffling to the edge, I crouched down and took deep breath calming my nerves before falling back into the water. Once that part was over, everything was fine. Of course it took Hoya and Dongwoo much longer to get into the water. We each took a little while to grow comfortable in the water and practice using our scuba. Trainer Jung said this was an unconventional first lesson but he wouldn’t have allowed us to enter the water if he didn’t think we weren’t capable of actually succeeding. His teaching ideals are those of learning as you go along.
After understanding the pressure gauges, adjusting our goggles, and getting used to breathing through the regulator, Trainer Jung decided we were ready to dive. Slowly making our way down and closer to the reef, I began to feel a sense of calmness. Being completely surrounded by the beautiful clear blue-green water created a feeling of serenity. We slowly descended closer to the reef and began to see colorful fish and plant life covering the boulders on the sea floor. Sunggyu’s hand patted my arm to get my attention. I could see a faint smile on his lips as they released bubbles around his regulator.
Returning my attention to the sea creatures, we watched as unusual fish floated passed or squirmed to get away from us. As we swam further into the reef, I felt Sunggyu clutch my arm again and point towards a small crevice in one of the boulders. A fat eel like creature an ugly shade between green and brown popped its head out and stared at us. Sunggyu grabbed my arm a little tighter when it moved closer to us. I pulled him away and directed his attention to a beautiful golden brown spotted sea turtle.
As I watched Sunggyu swim beside me, I got an idea. It was one I had seen countless times in movies that I was always interested in trying. As we grew closer to a section covered in anemones and brightly colored coral, I drew Sunggyu closer to me and removed my regulator. He watched curiously as I made a kissing face. Using the regulator I took in another breath and watched as Sunggyu removed his. The masks we were wearing were bulky and got in the way, but tilting just a little more to the side we kissed. I could feel the bubbles ripple across our cheeks as we exhaled into the kiss. Sunggyu smiled against my mouth before pulling back and replacing his regulator for air. There is something about being underwater that makes the need for air a little more serious because I’m sure we could have kissed much longer. Even though it was brief, the circumstances made it special. Kissing underwater in the open sea is something I will definitely remember a long time from now.
I’m not sure how many creatures we saw within the small range of the reef that we passed through but they were far too numerous to recall each one. It wasn’t until we turned back that we noticed the others weren’t behind us. They were actually nowhere to be seen. We decided to go back to look for them, finally resurfacing once we saw what looked to be Trainer Jung’s dangling feet kicking in the water.
Once we resurfaced, it was actually a relief to remove the goggles and breath normally. “What happened?” Sunggyu coughed out. Looking to the side of the ship, Dongwoo could be seen hunched over with Hoya patting his back.
“Someone could have told me that idiot couldn’t swim. He nearly drowned,” Trainer Jung complained. “Why would anyone go diving if they aren’t even capable of keeping their head above the water in normal circumstances.”
Sunggyu and I exchanged knowing glances as Hoya apologized multiple times to Trainer Jung. Professor Choi assisted in pulling us out of the water and removing our equipment. We sat through a lecture about doing stupid life-threatening actions. After repeatedly apologizing, we helped Dongwoo back to his shared room with Hoya.
“Do you guys want to order some room service? I’m starving,” Dongwoo suggested as soon as he was able to sit on the couch in their room. “All that swimming worked up an appetite.”
“What swimming? We were barely into the reef when you started choking on water and freaking out.” Hoya fell onto one of the beds.
“I’m actually surprised you made it that far.”
“How can you two joke about this?” Sunggyu inquired. “He could have died.”
“Sunggyu, this is nowhere near the craziest thing we’ve ever done.” Dongwoo shrugged as he picked up the handbook from the nightstand and started flipping to the food section.
“Yeah, you guys should have been there when we decided to go sky diving. Dongwoo almost broke his leg on the landing,” Hoya added.
Sunggyu covered his face with his hand as if he was trying to calm his nerves. My head naturally shook from side to side in astonishment. I knew these two liked to do crazy things. They liked living on the edge, but sometimes they could be a bit much. Getting a rush every now and again from doing something wild is fun, but being reckless just doesn’t make any sense to me.
As Dongwoo and Hoya continued reminiscing and browsing through room service options, Sunggyu took my hand and ushered me towards the door. “We’ll see you guys later. We want to wash up before we eat.”
They waved us off without looking our way, far too engrossed with trying to figure out what to eat. The last thing we saw as we passed through the door was Hoya snatching the book from Dongwoo who quickly pounced on top of him trying to get it back. Knowing them it would most likely turn into something more than a game of keep away.
As soon as we made it to the room, Sunggyu pulled me towards the bathroom for an immediate shower. I barely had time to think before we were stripping and stepping into the stream of warm water. Within a minute of being in the shower, he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close. There was no lust or suggestiveness behind it. Instead, Sunggyu held me like he was afraid to let me go. Placing my arms around him, we stood holding each other beneath the spray of water.
Eventually I asked, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” he spoke softly. “Just over thinking things.”
Leaning back, I looked him in the eye. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“We were reckless.” His voice wasn’t much louder than the sound of water hitting our bodies. “What if something had happened to one of us? What if you were to get hurt? What if I couldn’t have saved you? What if I lost you?” he rambled on an on, becoming more and more outrageous with each suggestion.
“Sunggyu?” He didn’t hear me. “Sunggyu?” I spoke louder pulling him back to arms length. “I would never do anything if I thought it would endanger one of us. Besides, we are completely fine. Look at us,” I paused. “We’re safe. There is nothing for you to worry about. Don’t stress yourself out, okay?”
“But what if…” he began to argue.
“No, Sunggyu. Don’t worry about things you can’t control. Everything went well today. We had fun. We are completely fine.” I grabbed him for another hug. “We’re safe.”
Sunggyu relaxed in my embrace. “I’m being silly, aren’t I?”
I knew it was a rhetorical question, but I still answered, “Completely ridiculous.”
He pinched my sides before squeezing me close. “Next time those idiots ask us to do something dangerous, we’re going to tell them we’re busy.”
“And what if we aren’t?”
“I’m sure we can come up with something,” Sunggyu replied. His lips pressed against my neck ever so slightly before he stepped away and grabbed a bottle of shower gel. “Let’s wash up and order something to eat. Swimming really works up an appetite.”
“Gyu, I swear one of these days you are going to give me a complex with your mood swings.”
“Sorry about that.” He held up a lathered loofah. “Would you like me to scrub your back?”
Shaking my head, I turned around and followed along with whatever he wanted. These sudden bursts of emotion worry me, but I know he copes with things in his own way and he opens up when he’s ready to talk. I just hate that he feels he has to take responsibility for everything. Even with things like today, when we clearly had a great time, he still torments himself with the idea that he is responsible for Dongwoo and Hoya’s stupidity. He stresses about possibly endangering me by agreeing to go along. I know he’s punishing himself mentally at the moment. The brooding look in his eyes reveals a conflict within that he’s trying to fight by himself.
Turning to face him, I watched his expression as he scrubbed down my chest. Taking hold of his wrists, I stilled his hands and waited for him to look up. His eyebrows creased in annoyance.
“Don’t turn today into something bad. We both had fun and are completely fine.” He opened his mouth, but I quickly closed the distance between us and kissed him. Water droplets fell from his hair hitting my face. We were directly under the shower of water which make our kiss wet and heated. I pulled back leaving him a bit breathless while releasing his hands to hold each side of his face. “Please stop stressing for whatever reason you’ve concocted in that beautiful mind of yours.” His eyes softened around the edges. “Let’s finish showering, order some food, and cuddle in bed for the rest of the day. You can tell me about everything that’s bothering you, even if it takes hours for you to get it all off your chest. I’m willing to listen.”
Sunggyu chuckled before stepping back and grabbing more shower gel. “Everything’s fine Woohyun, but I think I may take you up on that offer to cuddle for the rest of the day.”
He was brushing off the idea of discussing his problems again, but I wasn’t going to pressure him. At least I made the option available if he does decide to start talking. Seeing him stressed and frustrated only makes me more stressed and frustrated because he won’t let me do anything about it. I hate how selfless he is sometimes. He can be so stubborn about certain things, but I just wish he would open up more and talk to me instead of keeping it bottled up and suddenly exploding all over me. One of these days I’m going to tie him down and force him to talk to me when he doesn’t distract me with his cuteness. For now, I guess being able to comfort him silently is enough. It seems to be enough for him to feel better, but I’m always ready to do more when he needs it.
Sometimes I wonder when exactly I fell so much in love with him. It’s scary to think of how much we need and depend on one another, but like an addiction, I’m not capable of giving him up easily. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him happy and safe.
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A/N: I can finally update and I have no idea what I'm writing any more. This is just more information I guess. I hope everyone enjoyed it ^_^.
Author: leejaehwa7
Fandom: BEAST/Infinite/Big Bang/MBLAQ/Block B/SHINee/more
Couples: BEAST/OT6, Woohyun/Sunggyu, Myungsoo/Sungyeol/Sungjong, Joon/Mir, Zico/Kyung, Jonghyun/Key, GD/TOP, more
Chapters: 7/?
Rating: NC-17 (mostly)
Disclaimer: I don’t own these lovely guys but the plot is definitely concocted by my pervy mind ^_^
Summary: Pleasure Cruise University (PCU) is an all boys school on the sea that specifically caters to the wealthy elites of society. The school provides the perfect place for males with healthy sex drives, who wish to have fun before entering into family businesses. The school may seem like a playground for adults, but it teaches something more than outsiders can ever understand.
A/N: Look...it's a Kyung, Yoseob, and Woohyun CAM set! More information for everyone ^_^
( Prologue ) ( Episode 1 ) ( Episode 2 ) ( Episode 3 ) ( Episode 4 ) ( BTS1 ) ( Episode 5) ( Episode 6 )
Episode 7
Kyung’s Cam:
It’s been a week and in all that time I’ve barely been able to hang out with Zico. No, let me rephrase that, I haven’t been able to hang out with Zico without Jaehyo tagging along. The guy shows up everywhere. He’s even there to greet us in the morning as Zico gets ready for his early classes while I attempt to sleep in as long as possible for my afternoon classes. I hate it when he knocks on the door and waltz’s in to plop down on the couch while Zico finishes up his routine. Jaehyo’s face is definitely not the first thing I want to wake up to in the morning and it doesn’t help matters the way Zico smiles brightly each time he sees the guy.
I’ve tried so hard not to show my bitterness towards the two, but I feel like I’m losing more than the guy I’ve been crushing on for so many years. It feels like I’m losing my best friend, my comrade, my partner in crime. By going to PCU, I thought Zico and I would grow closer not be pulled even further apart by the appearance of a past summer fling that was never mentioned to me in the first place. If they had been so serious, why didn’t Zico at least tell me how much Jaehyo meant to him? I can see it in way they look at each other and the small touches that tear at my heart each time they are together. It’s clear that Zico enjoys the way Jaehyo dotes on him. Jaehyo openly reveals just how much Zico means to him. The mutual feelings between them are so blatantly exposed it’s hard for me to ignore it and I’m definitely not willing to accept it.
What makes me feel even worse about my bitterness towards Jaehyo is that he has been nothing but kind to me. He always asks me about my day and tells me about how Zico has told him so much about me, even to the extent that he feels as if we have been friends for a while now. When Jaehyo asks me questions, he seems to listen intently as if he is desperate to hear everything I have to say. His genuine attitude just makes me want to scream sometimes.
Even now as we wait for Zico to finish his morning routines, Jaehyo makes every attempt possible to keep up a conversation between us, when I simply want to brood in my own little world.
“How are classes going so far?” he wondered.
“Fine,” I replied, shrugging.
“Have you gotten a partner for Kissing 101 yet?”
I glanced his way then back across the room. “Not yet.”
“Oh, so you and Jiho aren’t going to be partners? I mean, he seems extremely fond of you,” he began. I hate it when he calls him by his real name, it sounds way to personal to me and Zico never lets people call him that. He says it just doesn’t sound cool enough to be his name. “He worries about you a lot,” he added.
“Really,” I mumbled, not truly listening to his statement. The fact that he called Zico, Jiho was still annoying me.
“Yes,” Jaehyo replied firmly. “He thinks you spend too much time alone. He worries he’s the reason you don’t have any other friends. I told him he’s crazy for thinking that, but you know how he is when he gets a crazy idea in his head.”
Did Zico really think he’s the reason I don’t make any other friends? Well, it’s true but not for the reason he believes. Honestly, it’s my decision whether or not I befriend people. If someone has an issue with Zico, then I have an issue with that person. It’s actually rather simple. Zico comes first. He’s top priority in my group of friends.
“That idiot honestly believes I can’t make friends because of him?”
Jaehyo laughed and nodded rapidly. “You know how honest he can be when he’s drinking. He rambled on for almost an hour about scaring everyone away from you and making you into a loner. I thought he was going to start crying at one point.”
Grinning, I shook my head thinking about all the times in which I’ve dealt with a drunken, over-emotional Zico. “That sounds exactly like him,” I agreed.
Jaehyo and I laughed in unison at the same moment Zico stepped out of the bathroom. “Are you two talking about me,” he asked paranoid.
Shaking our heads, we both responded, “No!” We erupted in more laughter as Zico pouted and threw his damp towel towards us. “I’m glad you two are finally getting along even if it’s at my expense. I was worried at first.” He added, turning back into the bathroom to finish dressing.
Jaehyo nudged my arm to get my attention. “I was worried too,” he whispered without looking at me. “I didn’t want you to think that I was trying to steal your best friend or anything.” He glanced my way. “I’m glad we can at least talk like this. If you care about Jiho as much as he cares about you, I would hate to be the one to get between you two.”
Why did he have to say it like that? There is no way I can be irritated with him if he is genuinely concerned about Zico that way. How am I supposed to be mad at him if he has only ever been nice to me? Not to mention how happy he makes Zico.
Jaehyo is handsome, rich, funny, caring, basically everything the perfect guy should be, so how am I supposed to compete with that? I shouldn’t feel bad if Zico falls in love with him. Zico doesn’t even know how I feel about him anyways. At least I know he’s found someone worthy of his love. Of all the opponents I could face for Zico’s affection, I don’t think there could be anyone greater than Jaehyo. It hurts to admit that he may be able to make Zico happier than I can, that Zico may be better off with him, but I’m willing to accept Jaehyo if he is really the one Zico wants.
Even though I’m willing to let Jaehyo have a chance with Zico, it doesn’t mean I’m going to give up just yet. I want Zico to at least know how I feel about him, but it may take some time for me confess my true emotions. Crossing the line between friendship and relationship with Zico terrifies me. If my confession changes things between us because maybe he doesn’t feel the same way then I would rather live in agony alone and keep our friendship intact. How do others gather the courage to cross the line? People have been doing this for eons, falling in love with friends, and I’m struggling like I’m the only person whose ever felt this way.
Pulling out of my thoughts, I gave Jaehyo a weak smile to acknowledge his feelings. A silent understanding passed between us, a realization that maybe us being friends is a possibility. A little part of mind tells me that Jaehyo knows; that he sees what Zico doesn’t. Maybe it’s because we both feel the same way about the same person that brings this understanding between us.
Turning to stare at the bathroom door, I yell at Zico. “Are you ready yet? My stomach’s eating my insides! You know I’m starving when I wake up.”
Jaehyo chuckled and added, “If you don’t hurry up, I may start eating Kyung for breakfast!”
We could hear Zico huff in annoyance before exiting the bathroom. “Stop being so melodramatic.” He started pulling on his shoes. “Neither of you are going to die of starvation any time soon.”
Standing up from the couch, I made my way across the room towards Zico. As soon as he stood up I grabbed him in a loose headlock. “You wouldn’t care if Jaehyo had me for breakfast?” I accused him while shaking him from side to side.
He chuckled and grabbed my arms, pulling me to face him. “Actually, I would be mad because I wouldn’t get to see what you taste like first.”
Zico was much too close, smelled way too good, and it was way too early for him to be saying these things to me. Snatching my arms away, I playfully swatted his shoulder and quickly turned to put my shoes on while trying to hide the blush creeping up my cheeks. “Stop joking around and feed me already.”
Considering the fact that I was bent over to tie my shoes, Zico was in the perfect position smack my behind, which is exactly what he did. As soon as he hit me, I jerked up and accidentally elbowed him in the stomach. Hunching over, he clutched his gut and let out a gust of air. “Why are you so jumpy lately?” Taking in a deep breath he added, “Are you trying to kill me?”
“Looks who’s talking,” I exclaimed. “You’re the one starving me and you really shouldn’t go around attacking people. I can’t really control my natural reflexes.”
Jaehyo watched as we bickered. Eventually he stood up and came between us, pulling at Zico’s arm while draping his other around my shoulders. “I thought you were starving?” he asked, the looked at Zico. “Considering how long you two have known each other, I would think you know how grumpy Kyung can be when he’s just woken up and hasn’t had breakfast.” He ushered us out the door. “Arguing isn’t going to get my belly full and neither of you want to see a hungry grumpy Jaehyo.”
For some reason, I couldn’t stop myself from smiling as he walked us down the hall. Zico chuckled to himself and reached over to punch my arm one more time before speeding off towards the elevator. I attempted to follow him, but Jaehyo’s arm held onto me just a little tighter. He shook his head. “Just let him go or we will never get to breakfast.”
Suprisingly, I wasn’t as annoyed as I thought I would be with Jaehyo being this close. His arm around my shoulders was comfortable. There was no awkward feelings or conflicted emotions; it was a simple touch between friends. It almost felt like Jaehyo was desperate for a friendly gesture, so I let his arm stay draped across my shoulders as we made our way towards Zico, who was already standing in front of the open elevator.
“It’s nice to see you two play around like that,” Jaehyo spoke. Something in his voice revealed a sense of longing, as if he wished to be a part of it. I was going to say something in reply, but Zico interrupted my thoughts by shouting, “Hurry up before I let the elevator close!”
We both rushed forward, breaking apart as we made sure to catch the elevator before Zico let the doors slide close. As we watched the numbers moved down to the main deck, I glanced towards Jaehyo, noticing he was smiling to himself; it was probably the first time I’ve seen him so happy. Maybe I misjudged him because of his relationship with Zico. I guess our newfound friendship will help me figure out whatever it is I’m missing about Jaehyo. It’s something Zico clearly understands already.
Yoseob’s CAM:
“So where’s Mr. Eye-Candy at?” Mir asked.
Kikwang and I met him in our Kissing 101 class that we share on Tuesday and Thursday’s. Mir is one of those people that create instant friendships after the first meeting. He likes to talk a lot and it was a great help to us how much he already knew about PCU. He already felt like an old acquaintance with how easily he spoke to me.
“It’s surprising not to see you two together. I swear you’re attached at the hip or something,” he added taking a bite of his sausage.
His friends Taemin and Minho were watching me curiously. Kikwang and I met them one night at dinner along with many of Mir’s other friends. I think they are as inseparable as Kikwang and I seem to be. I’ve never seen one without the other.
“We were up late last night so I let him sleep in this morning,” I explained.
“Oh really,” Minho teased. “You must have tired him out.” His already wide eyes grew wider as he raised his eyebrows suggestively. Taemin giggled and poked Minho’s side due to the implications behind his boyfriend’s comment.
“No, no,” I exclaimed. “We went swimming last night and watched a movie after.”
“Sure that’s what you did,” Mir joked. “Kikwang can’t keep his hands off of you.”
“Our relationship isn’t like that, trust me.” They all gave me skeptical looks of disbelief. Taking a bite of my eggs, I looked up innocently and insisted, “Really.”
The others shook their heads and continued eating their meals. It was a relief not to have everyone’s attention on me. Kikwang has kept this fake relationship thing up by constantly clinging to me and flirting obnoxiously while in front of our classmates. He always clings more when it looks like someone is trying to approach him. I’m sure he thinks everyone that talks to us is only interested in getting us into bed. Sometimes his thoughts become so ridiculous, I don’t know if he’s serious or just delusional.
The only reason I keep this scheme of ours going is because he’s always been there for me when I’ve needed him. He rarely asks me to help him with anything and now that he has, I want to do my best for his sake. He’s struggling with his sexuality right now and having experienced that I know how scary and confusing it can be. Hopefully, I hope he can figure it out soon because keeping up this façade is going to become even more difficult as time goes on.
Mir and I soon entered a conversation about classes and assignments. I noticed a shadow hit the table as someone sat in the empty chair to my right. Deciding it was nothing I continued talking to Mir until the distinct sound of someone clearing his throat caught my attention. Glancing to my right, I noticed the handsome profile of student body representative, Yoon Doojoon. He smiled and made eye contact before I quickly twisted back to look at Mir. For a moment, I thought I might be hallucinating, but based on the scowl covering Mir’s face as he stared Doojoon down, I knew the latter was really sitting beside me.
After clearing his throat once more, Doojoon spoke. “Yoseob right?” The way my name glided off his tongue was enough to make my breath catch.
Exhaling discretely, I pivoted in my seat and gave him my signature smile that could stop any man’s heart. “Doojoon right?” I mimicked his question.
He was silent for moment as his eyes wandered down and up again as if he was observing every part of me. A grin spread across his face signifying he liked what he saw. This should be something I’m used to by now, but for some reason a shiver crossed my body as his eyes took me in. “Now that we have names out of the way, why don’t we move on to something else.”
His words held a double meaning. Doojoon isn’t one for small talk everyone knows that. His reputation is so great that even first years like myself have head about his playboy motives. His sincerity is not something to be taken for granted. Doojoon is only nice to those he wishes to obtain something from. If his father is anything to go by, it’s obvious Doojoon will do just about anything to get what he wants.
Sitting here in front of him and his beautifully seductive voice brings a whole new meaning to resistance. Seeing his nearly perfect face and figure mere inches away from me makes it difficult to resist the urge to fall for him. Remembering all the warnings and my promise to Kikwang I decided to play coy with Doojoon. “What exactly is it that you had in mind Doojoon?” I batted my eyelashes a few times for good measure just to see exactly how interested he was, especially considering this wasn’t the first time he had made a move on me.
“Where’s your boyfriend?”
Giggling I shook my head and looked down at my plate, moving a piece of fruit with my chopsticks. “If you’re interested in him, I think you’ve come to the wrong person for information.” I glanced towards him before popping the chunk of pineapple into my mouth.
“I was just curious. It’s rare to see you by yourself.” I could feel him shift in his seat inching ever so slightly closer to me. This statement meant he had been watching me.
“He’s sleeping in after a long night,” I answered after swallowing my fruit.
Doojoon hummed as he reached over and stole a piece of pineapple and popped it into his mouth. His leg brushed mine in the process sending goose bumps up my thigh. “You seem completely rested,” he noted.
Rolling my eyes, I refocused on my food waiting for him to say something else.
“Can we go somewhere to talk in private?” he finally asked.
Gesturing towards my plate without looking his way I replied, “I’m not finished eating.”
“I can wait for you to finish,” he suggested.
Taking a bite of my toast, I faced him. “There really isn’t anything for us to discuss in private that we can’t talk about in front of my friends.”
Doojoon surveyed the table before looking back at me. “I thought it would be rude for us to have a conversation in front of them without them being a part of it,” he explained.
I smiled at his logic. He definitely knew how to persuade others but there was no way he was going to get me alone with him. Shrugging, I continued picking at my plate of food. Mir must have noticed my apprehension and decided to step in. “Doojoon, why don’t you go find someone else to play with. Maybe someone who isn’t already taken.”
“Mir, is it?” Doojoon asked peering over my head to the guy seated on my other side.
“How did you…” Mir began but Doojoon interrupted by saying, “How’s Kibum doing these days?”
“Great actually, no thanks to you,” Mir snapped.
I turned just in time to see Doojoon smirk. “Tell him I said hey.” Mir scoffed as Doojoon returned his attention to me. “Maybe we should pick up this conversation some other time. See you later Yoseob.” As he stood, he smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder, letting it slide down my arm until it reached my elbow. With a light squeeze, he said goodbye and walked away. My skin burned in the places his touch lingered.
“I can’t believe him,” Mir mumbled at my side, slamming his utensils on the table. “He thinks he can talk to me that way. That asshole actually had the nerve to mention Kibum.”
Taemin and Minho tried to calm him down by telling him not to worry about it. They agreed Doojoon was a jerk. Minho added, “He’ll get what he deserves eventually.” He reached across the table to grab Mir’s arm forcing the latter to look at him. “Don’t do anything stupid.”
“Can someone please explain to me what that was about?” I inquired. Considering the way they all tensed up when Doojoon came to the table and the interaction between him and Mir, I knew there had to be a history behind it. The guys knew something I didn’t, something that screamed Doojoon was much worse than what everyone was telling me.
Mir gritted his teeth and continued to mumble under his breath, so I looked to Minho and Taemin for an answer to my question. The younger of the two shook his head, while the other looked at me imploringly. “Yoseob, whatever you do, stay away from him.” I frowned still wondering what could make them react this way to Doojoon. “He’s a bad guy Yoseob. He’s cruel and insensitive. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”
Turning back, I watched as Doojoon made his way across the cafeteria smiling and greeting people happily. He didn’t look like such a bad guy, but there was something about the way he spoke to Mir that irked me. His aura turned dark in that brief moment and it shook me a bit. A part of me screams stay away from him, but another part is dying from curiosity to know more about him. He can’t possibly be as bad as everyone tells me he is.
His eyes, something within his eyes, reflect a desire for more than whatever it is that he receives out of life. Is it silly to think he is simply misunderstood? Maybe I’m just blinded by my attraction towards him? I’ve always been attracted to the mysterious types and he is beyond perplexing. It feels like everyone is asking me to judge him before I’ve had time to get to know him. I don’t want to believe he is completely bad. There has to be a good part within him somewhere and I may take it upon myself to find it, but this also means I can’t let my guard down. If Doojoon wants to play, I guess he will find out how much I like games.
Woohyun’s CAM:
The incessant knocking on Sunggyu’s door slowly broke through my unconscious state. Whoever it was insisted on waking us up, but when Sunggyu attempted to roll out of bed I held him close burying my head between his shoulder blades. He sunk back into the covers and mumbled something about it being too noisy. I breathed into his skin a whispered, “They’ll go away eventually.”
Eventually the knocking did stop and we both sighed in relief ready to drift back into dreamland, but before we could lull ourselves back to sleep, the distinct sounds of beeping were heard as someone pressed numbers into the door’s keypad. The door clicked and opened allowing entrance to the annoying doorknocker. Sunggyu sat up quickly pulling the sheets up to cover himself. Peeking at the entrance to the hall, we watched not one but two people enter the room with devious grins.
“Rise and shine!” Dongwoo yelled.
“Isn’t it time for you two love birds to get out of bed? You’re wasting daylight,” Hoya added.
Glaring at my fellow second years, I fell back on my pillow groaning in annoyance. Sunggyu ran his fingers through his hair and across his face in an attempt to wake up. “How did you two get in here?”
“Hall advisers get to choose their door codes right?” Dongwoo stated more than asked.
“It was kind of easy to figure out the code after that.” Hoya gestured towards me. “It’s four digits. 8-2-91. Woohyun was born on the eighth of February in 1991. It doesn’t take a genius to figure it out,” Hoya explained.
“Gyu, I think you should change your password to something more complicated,” I suggested. If I have to deal with these two intruding all the time and interrupting my beauty sleep, I may have to strangle someone. “You two really shouldn’t barge into people’s rooms,” I complained. “What if we were doing something?”
Dongwoo shrugged and perched himself on the end of the bed. He found my leg and patted it through the sheets. “The likelihood of that happening is extremely slim Woohyun. We all know how prudish Sunggyu can be.”
Kicking his hand away, I shuffled up to a sitting position and leaned against the headboard. “You’d be surprised Dongwoo,” I claimed while running my hand down Sunggyu’s exposed back. “He just doesn’t like making our sex life a public affair.” Leaning forward I wrapped my arms around his waist and placed a kiss on his neck while pulling him back to rest on my chest. He shifted to get comfortable while Dongwoo and Hoya made gagging sounds at our display of affection.
“What exactly was the reason for your intrusion this morning?” Sunggyu inquired. “If I have to deal with a cranky sleep deprived Woohyun all day, you guys are going to pay.”
Hoya plopped down onto the armchair slinging his leg over one of the armrests. “Dongwoo and I decided that we wanted to go swimming and you two are coming with us.”
“Really? You woke us up to go swimming?” I asked in disbelief because he actually barged in here to interrupt my sleep early on a Saturday, the only time to actually get some rest.
“It’s not just any kind of swimming.” Hoya replied. “We talked to one of the gym trainers last night. He said we are dropping anchor over one of the most beautiful coral reefs in the Philippine Sea. He said we could go diving to get a better look.” Hoya sat up and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. “We want to see it and we thought it would be nice to invite you two along.”
“Please come,” Dongwoo pleaded. “We haven’t hung out in a while and this is going to be awesome.”
“Have either of you ever been scuba diving before?” Sunggyu asked. They both shook their heads. “It’s not something you can just do. The last time we went, they gave us a class before we actually got into the water.”
“We know but the trainer said it would be fine, that he could teach us along the way.” Hoya hid his mouth from Dongwoo and stage whispered to us. “We can’t go if you don’t. There is no way I can handle Dongwoo in the water alone.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Dongwoo whined.
“We all know you can’t swim and if you start panicking I won’t be able to save you, especially if I’m alone,” Hoya explained seriously. They both eyed us expectantly. “You know you want to come,” Hoya urged. “It’s not everyday you get to go scuba diving in the Philippine Sea.”
Pressing my cheek against Sunggyu’s back, I contemplated taking up Hoya’s offer. It would be fun to go diving with Sunggyu and I know Hoya will need help with Dongwoo. My friends were always coming up with crazy ideas, but for some reason they always had to drag me into it and more recently Sunggyu as well.
“Do you want to go, Gyu?” I mumbled into his back.
“If you want to. I think it sounds fun and I’d hate to be the reason they don’t get to enjoy it.” He moved enough to face me. Cupping my cheek, he gave me a tired smile. “We really shouldn’t waste our day away by sleeping.” I nodded in agreement and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Without looking back at the others, Sunggyu spoke. “We’ll go, but you guys owe us.”
“Don’t act like you’re not excited.” Dongwoo lay down at the foot of the bed and tugged at the covers. “Hurry up and get dressed so we can go meet up with the trainer.”
“Which trainer is it?” I wondered curiously.
“The new guy,” Dongwoo answered with a grin.
“He’s a complete sex god. I can’t wait to see what he looks like in a wetsuit.” Hoya nearly squealed in excitement, only to have Dongwoo attempt to kick him from his place on the bed. Unfortunately for Dongwoo, his legs were just a bit too short.
We all knew what the new gym trainer looked like considering we each had his class. If a sweaty Jung Jihoon is something to swoon over, I’m sure him in a wetsuit and fully submerged in water is perfection. Who would want to miss that image?
Sunggyu slid out of bed, exposing his practically naked body due to the fact that he was only wearing a pair of dark blue boxers. Hoya whistled as he crossed the room and pulled on a pair of sweat pants. “Damn Sunggyu! I didn’t know you were hiding all of that.”
I threw a pillow at him before getting off the bed and pulling some clothes on as well. “Hoya, keep your eyes off of my man.” I paused pulling a shirt over my head. “Dongwoo aren’t you going to say something to him?”
“I wonder what else Sunggyu is hiding?” Dongwoo asked. “I’ve always thought he had a nice ass. I bet he will look great in a wetsuit.”
“I guess we will find out very soon,” Hoya smirked.
“That’s it!” I snapped. “Out! Get out! I’m not going to listen to you fantasize about my boyfriend.”
They watched in amusement. “Looks like we hit a nerve, Dongwoo.”
“Someone’s a tad bit possessive,” Dongwoo teased.
“Guys, leave him alone.” Sunggyu pulled me into a back hug and nuzzled into my neck. “Don’t worry about them because I’m all yours.”
It took us half an hour to get ready and make our way up to the port side of deck eight. There was a small section on the side of the ship that opened up and allowed us to drop into the water safely. Trainer Jung was waiting for us already shirtless with his wetsuit hanging precariously around his waist. Hoya and Dongwoo constantly fawned over him until we were within earshot.
He greeted us and tossed wetsuits our way explaining exactly what we would be doing for the day. Professor Choi Wheesung appeared from one of the cabins down the hall with a few bottles of water. He tossed one to Trainer Jung and leaned against the railing.
“Are you diving with us?” Sunggyu asked.
Professor Choi shook his head. “Not today. I’m going to stay up top and make sure everything goes well. I’ll be here if anyone needs help.”
We all nodded in understanding as we began stripping down and pulling our wetsuits on. I have to admit; the suit did wonders for
Sunggyu’s figure. Trainer Jung went through all the instructions on how to use the scuba gear and what to do in case of emergencies. He showed us how to share air and the best way to fall into the water without hurting ourselves.
Dongwoo started getting nervous when we were getting the air tanks strapped to our backs. Hoya kept insisting everything would be fine and held his hand supportively. We watched as Trainer Jung fell back into the water off the side of the ship. He resurfaced and gave more instructions to make sure we were fully prepared. Sunggyu tapped my shoulder and grinned before moving to the edge and dropping back. Considering all the things he worries about, his ability to simply drop into the open sea comes as a surprise to me when any normal person would be nervous about submerging himself into the middle of the sea. But not Sunggyu, he simply dives in like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Shuffling to the edge, I crouched down and took deep breath calming my nerves before falling back into the water. Once that part was over, everything was fine. Of course it took Hoya and Dongwoo much longer to get into the water. We each took a little while to grow comfortable in the water and practice using our scuba. Trainer Jung said this was an unconventional first lesson but he wouldn’t have allowed us to enter the water if he didn’t think we weren’t capable of actually succeeding. His teaching ideals are those of learning as you go along.
After understanding the pressure gauges, adjusting our goggles, and getting used to breathing through the regulator, Trainer Jung decided we were ready to dive. Slowly making our way down and closer to the reef, I began to feel a sense of calmness. Being completely surrounded by the beautiful clear blue-green water created a feeling of serenity. We slowly descended closer to the reef and began to see colorful fish and plant life covering the boulders on the sea floor. Sunggyu’s hand patted my arm to get my attention. I could see a faint smile on his lips as they released bubbles around his regulator.
Returning my attention to the sea creatures, we watched as unusual fish floated passed or squirmed to get away from us. As we swam further into the reef, I felt Sunggyu clutch my arm again and point towards a small crevice in one of the boulders. A fat eel like creature an ugly shade between green and brown popped its head out and stared at us. Sunggyu grabbed my arm a little tighter when it moved closer to us. I pulled him away and directed his attention to a beautiful golden brown spotted sea turtle.
As I watched Sunggyu swim beside me, I got an idea. It was one I had seen countless times in movies that I was always interested in trying. As we grew closer to a section covered in anemones and brightly colored coral, I drew Sunggyu closer to me and removed my regulator. He watched curiously as I made a kissing face. Using the regulator I took in another breath and watched as Sunggyu removed his. The masks we were wearing were bulky and got in the way, but tilting just a little more to the side we kissed. I could feel the bubbles ripple across our cheeks as we exhaled into the kiss. Sunggyu smiled against my mouth before pulling back and replacing his regulator for air. There is something about being underwater that makes the need for air a little more serious because I’m sure we could have kissed much longer. Even though it was brief, the circumstances made it special. Kissing underwater in the open sea is something I will definitely remember a long time from now.
I’m not sure how many creatures we saw within the small range of the reef that we passed through but they were far too numerous to recall each one. It wasn’t until we turned back that we noticed the others weren’t behind us. They were actually nowhere to be seen. We decided to go back to look for them, finally resurfacing once we saw what looked to be Trainer Jung’s dangling feet kicking in the water.
Once we resurfaced, it was actually a relief to remove the goggles and breath normally. “What happened?” Sunggyu coughed out. Looking to the side of the ship, Dongwoo could be seen hunched over with Hoya patting his back.
“Someone could have told me that idiot couldn’t swim. He nearly drowned,” Trainer Jung complained. “Why would anyone go diving if they aren’t even capable of keeping their head above the water in normal circumstances.”
Sunggyu and I exchanged knowing glances as Hoya apologized multiple times to Trainer Jung. Professor Choi assisted in pulling us out of the water and removing our equipment. We sat through a lecture about doing stupid life-threatening actions. After repeatedly apologizing, we helped Dongwoo back to his shared room with Hoya.
“Do you guys want to order some room service? I’m starving,” Dongwoo suggested as soon as he was able to sit on the couch in their room. “All that swimming worked up an appetite.”
“What swimming? We were barely into the reef when you started choking on water and freaking out.” Hoya fell onto one of the beds.
“I’m actually surprised you made it that far.”
“How can you two joke about this?” Sunggyu inquired. “He could have died.”
“Sunggyu, this is nowhere near the craziest thing we’ve ever done.” Dongwoo shrugged as he picked up the handbook from the nightstand and started flipping to the food section.
“Yeah, you guys should have been there when we decided to go sky diving. Dongwoo almost broke his leg on the landing,” Hoya added.
Sunggyu covered his face with his hand as if he was trying to calm his nerves. My head naturally shook from side to side in astonishment. I knew these two liked to do crazy things. They liked living on the edge, but sometimes they could be a bit much. Getting a rush every now and again from doing something wild is fun, but being reckless just doesn’t make any sense to me.
As Dongwoo and Hoya continued reminiscing and browsing through room service options, Sunggyu took my hand and ushered me towards the door. “We’ll see you guys later. We want to wash up before we eat.”
They waved us off without looking our way, far too engrossed with trying to figure out what to eat. The last thing we saw as we passed through the door was Hoya snatching the book from Dongwoo who quickly pounced on top of him trying to get it back. Knowing them it would most likely turn into something more than a game of keep away.
As soon as we made it to the room, Sunggyu pulled me towards the bathroom for an immediate shower. I barely had time to think before we were stripping and stepping into the stream of warm water. Within a minute of being in the shower, he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close. There was no lust or suggestiveness behind it. Instead, Sunggyu held me like he was afraid to let me go. Placing my arms around him, we stood holding each other beneath the spray of water.
Eventually I asked, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” he spoke softly. “Just over thinking things.”
Leaning back, I looked him in the eye. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“We were reckless.” His voice wasn’t much louder than the sound of water hitting our bodies. “What if something had happened to one of us? What if you were to get hurt? What if I couldn’t have saved you? What if I lost you?” he rambled on an on, becoming more and more outrageous with each suggestion.
“Sunggyu?” He didn’t hear me. “Sunggyu?” I spoke louder pulling him back to arms length. “I would never do anything if I thought it would endanger one of us. Besides, we are completely fine. Look at us,” I paused. “We’re safe. There is nothing for you to worry about. Don’t stress yourself out, okay?”
“But what if…” he began to argue.
“No, Sunggyu. Don’t worry about things you can’t control. Everything went well today. We had fun. We are completely fine.” I grabbed him for another hug. “We’re safe.”
Sunggyu relaxed in my embrace. “I’m being silly, aren’t I?”
I knew it was a rhetorical question, but I still answered, “Completely ridiculous.”
He pinched my sides before squeezing me close. “Next time those idiots ask us to do something dangerous, we’re going to tell them we’re busy.”
“And what if we aren’t?”
“I’m sure we can come up with something,” Sunggyu replied. His lips pressed against my neck ever so slightly before he stepped away and grabbed a bottle of shower gel. “Let’s wash up and order something to eat. Swimming really works up an appetite.”
“Gyu, I swear one of these days you are going to give me a complex with your mood swings.”
“Sorry about that.” He held up a lathered loofah. “Would you like me to scrub your back?”
Shaking my head, I turned around and followed along with whatever he wanted. These sudden bursts of emotion worry me, but I know he copes with things in his own way and he opens up when he’s ready to talk. I just hate that he feels he has to take responsibility for everything. Even with things like today, when we clearly had a great time, he still torments himself with the idea that he is responsible for Dongwoo and Hoya’s stupidity. He stresses about possibly endangering me by agreeing to go along. I know he’s punishing himself mentally at the moment. The brooding look in his eyes reveals a conflict within that he’s trying to fight by himself.
Turning to face him, I watched his expression as he scrubbed down my chest. Taking hold of his wrists, I stilled his hands and waited for him to look up. His eyebrows creased in annoyance.
“Don’t turn today into something bad. We both had fun and are completely fine.” He opened his mouth, but I quickly closed the distance between us and kissed him. Water droplets fell from his hair hitting my face. We were directly under the shower of water which make our kiss wet and heated. I pulled back leaving him a bit breathless while releasing his hands to hold each side of his face. “Please stop stressing for whatever reason you’ve concocted in that beautiful mind of yours.” His eyes softened around the edges. “Let’s finish showering, order some food, and cuddle in bed for the rest of the day. You can tell me about everything that’s bothering you, even if it takes hours for you to get it all off your chest. I’m willing to listen.”
Sunggyu chuckled before stepping back and grabbing more shower gel. “Everything’s fine Woohyun, but I think I may take you up on that offer to cuddle for the rest of the day.”
He was brushing off the idea of discussing his problems again, but I wasn’t going to pressure him. At least I made the option available if he does decide to start talking. Seeing him stressed and frustrated only makes me more stressed and frustrated because he won’t let me do anything about it. I hate how selfless he is sometimes. He can be so stubborn about certain things, but I just wish he would open up more and talk to me instead of keeping it bottled up and suddenly exploding all over me. One of these days I’m going to tie him down and force him to talk to me when he doesn’t distract me with his cuteness. For now, I guess being able to comfort him silently is enough. It seems to be enough for him to feel better, but I’m always ready to do more when he needs it.
Sometimes I wonder when exactly I fell so much in love with him. It’s scary to think of how much we need and depend on one another, but like an addiction, I’m not capable of giving him up easily. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep him happy and safe.
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A/N: I can finally update and I have no idea what I'm writing any more. This is just more information I guess. I hope everyone enjoyed it ^_^.