(Jun)e Bug (1/?)
Title: (Jun)e Bug (1/?)
Pairing(s): DooWoon
Rating: R
Word Count: 3277
Summary: Trusted lover and hyung Doojoon does what he can to help his paranoid, anxiety-prone Dongwoonie survive this outdoors-y, camping-vacation-getaway-type o’ trip.
A/N: Written in Woonie aaaand Joonie’s POV~ For my cappy bb madiwi who is just… beautiful and ever so hardworking. <33333
I am in hell.
Hell.
Doojoon says “paradise” is all around me and the hyungs, and that is the problem.
This is not paradise to me.
Whose idea was it to choose a vacation outdoors in the middle of nowhere? I think it was manager hyung… Yeah, manager hyung thought it would be good for us to get out of the city and take a break and “lose ourselves in the tranquility of nature as only man can”.
Bullshit.
It is late at night and hot and muggy and sticky and little crawling things that I can barely see are roaming every square inch of the ground that my feet walk on. I am constantly looking down to see if I will step on anything. It is really tiring, but I have to do it… Ever since I was little, everything with four legs and above has been out for me. It is like they all have little radars that can detect my fear for them or something. I’m talking about insects: The teeny ones, the big ones, the ones with multiple eyes, the ones with the little hairs all over their bodies that pick up the vibrations I make, the ones with the stingers and pinchers, the ones with wings, the ones with fangs and claws and eyes I can visibly count… They skip over all the rest of the hyungs and they come for me every time. Every damn time.
Why? Why just me?
This week-long trip is going to do the exact opposite for me… I am not going to get any sleep for seven days. Having Joonie by my side may help me relax a little.
My Joon… He is the very best bug killer. When I see a bug, I will call -- or scream -- for him to get it and he will kill it for me without question, and so fast! He kills big ones and small ones, and he doesn’t make fun of me for being scared, either, unlike Junhyung and Hyunseung.
One time, when Joon was away for his schedule, a delightful spider came in and decided to terrorize me. And Doojoon had just left, like, five minutes ago. I could still feel his lips on my lips from when he kissed me goodbye. That shows you that these fuckers are smart. That spider sensed that Doojoon was gone, so it revealed itself to me and thought it would be funny to crawl across my notebook that I was writing on. I screamed really loud and hopped on my bed and hollered for someone to come and kill it.
Junhyung came to the door and asked me what was wrong. I pointed to the desk and the spider that tapped across my paper with its eight scary legs. Hyung looked back at me like he was annoyed and walked out to get some tissue. The spider was moving around fast and getting closer to the edge of the desk. I did not want him to go under it. That meant I wouldn’t be able to find him, and who knows where he would go!? I yelled for Junhyung to hurry up before it got out of my sight. He came back with the tissue and squished the spider. But he didn’t throw it away. That asshole did something worse.
He chased me around the house with it. I ran and ran in all kinds of directions. Hyung chased me for a whole minute around the dorm. I screamed for Kiki and Hyunseung and Seobie to save me but I forgot that Kiki was gone and Seob was out to see his parents. Hyunseung just laughed and sat and kept reading his magazine like an ass. Hyung trapped me behind a table against the wall. He got closer and closer, and I squished myself as close to the wall as I could. That tissue was my death.
Junhyung didn’t touch me with the crushed spider, though, he just laughed really loud and pointed his finger at me. Then he threw it away. He plays entirely too much for me.
I tattled to Doo about what he did when he came back and Junhyung got in trouble with him~ He had to give me his snacks for a whole week, or else Joon would tell us a secret about him. One that only he knew. It was blackmail well done.
Though… sometimes I feel bad because I always ask him to kill bugs for me. I can’t ever bring myself to do it. I’m not brave like he is. I know he gets tired of me screaming and shouting for him to kill this or that, but he always looks at me and will sometimes say, “We’re all scared of something, and for you, it’s bugs.” He says if killing them makes me feel safe and happy, then he’s happy, too. But I make it up to him for giving me his time.
I make it up to him real good...
We finally get to the private clubhouse to check in. Check-in was fast, and I hated it, because for once we were inside a building, and there was a good chance of there being no bugs in there. And it was cooler. The walkways and everything else is outdoors. I don’t even know the name of the place. I don’t really care to know. I just want to get somewhere where things having more than two legs do not exist.
That wish wasn’t going to come true. They were going to be everywhere, searching for me with their little Woonie radars.
We are walking to our big cabin now. I hold onto Joon’s hand as tight as I can with my luggage in the other hand. I feel the hairs on my body stand up all over in the thick, wet air. I hear buzzing and rattling. Leaves? I huddle closer and closer to Doojoon. It kind of makes him stumble a little bit because I get all over him when I’m scared. He senses it, and looks over to me.
“You good, babe?”
I look back at him. I try to smile, but I probably look really stupid. He smiles just for me -- and looks so handsome -- and squeezes my hand. Yaaah.
“I’m alright. Just how much longerrr…” Junhyung better not be leading us the wrong way.
Doojoon gives me another smile. “We’re gettin’ there. Hey, Jun. You said we’d be at the cabin five minutes ago. You lost, man?”
“We’ll get there when he get there,” Junhyung responds in a gruff. Hyunseung turns back to look at us. He sees me all cuddled up with Joon and starts grinning.
“Aww, look Junnie~~ Dongwoonie’s already getting scared,” Seung says to Junhyung. Junhyung looks at me and smiles like he wants to laugh, but then Joonie gives him a look and he turns back around.
“What was that, Junhyung? You wanted to make a comment? I think he wanted to make a comment, Joon~” I say, just to bother Junhyung.
“I think he did, too, Dongwoon,” Doo responds aloud purposefully, “But Junhyung knows what’ll happen if he does.”
Junhyung’s entirely mute.
Success.
We’ve made it to the cabin, and amazingly nothing has tried to jump on me. But I know they’re watching…
Junhyung unlocks the wooden door and we all follow him and Hyunseung inside. It is really pretty inside. Really elegant. The whole place is wood. There is a nice big fireplace already burning for us. Food is waiting, too, on the table. It’s good food. Doojoon feeds me pieces. He likes to do it with his fingers instead of his sticks, because I typically suck off whatever sauces that linger, which of course, has me sucking on his fingers. And Joonie likes that. It’s a little messy, but it’s fun and sexy for him. But I don’t forget where I am. I stick close to Doojoon and check under me occasionally for anything…
Nothing yet so far.
To make this trip even more interesting, we all chose a number before we got here. Numbers one through three were our choices. I picked for Joon and I, and I got “three”. Room Three. We bragged the whole time that we picked the best room, but we’ve yet to see what room we actually got stuck with.
Kiki and Seob got Room Two. They are the firsts to find their rooms. They got a little quiet room, just for the two of them. Their bed is a good size, perfectly accommodating to their smaller bodies. The furniture is gorgeous, being all dark wood, and all the linen was white and lacy. It gave the air a sensual, mysterious feel. Their room is nice and all, but it definitely isn’t the best.
“Okay okay~ Everybody saw our rooooom. Now leave~” Kikwang says, starting to push all of us out. We are in a private, rural setting, we have rooms to ourselves, so he definitely has some things in store for Seobie that are going to take all night. It was obvious from the little Seobie noises I heard floating around in the back of the van. Those two are either hugged up and doing who knows what or Kikwang’s apologizing for something. They’re cute.
A happy Yoseob hops onto the bed, and Kikwang slowly starts to close the door, singing “Goodniiiight~” to us. It closes, and I hear giggling on the other side. They obviously aren’t concerned with who got the best room.
“Jun and I are next!” Hyunseung announces. There’s no saying “no” to Hyunseung.
We march up to Room One. It would be so cliché if their room was actually the best.
Junhyung opens the door, and goodness, it just might be a cliché. The room is grand. A couple of cartwheels, and you wouldn’t knock down a thing. A beautiful oat-y color accents the walls, and their furniture is cherry-wood based. There is a miniature chandelier with the finest glass trinkets, and beautiful paintings of vintage shops are hanging on every wall. Their bed? All four of us could fit with no problem. I jinxed myself.
Hyunseung slaps Junhyung on his shoulder, then kisses him, “SEE? One is the best room! You did all that yapping for nothing.”
“I guess you were right,” Junhyung admits.
“You don’t know that yet, Hyunseung. You haven’t seen ours,” I quickly remind him.
Junhyung snorts at me.
“Please. Nothing tops this. I guess we’ll just see what you guys got for shits and giggles.”
All four of us haul downstairs again to the last remaining bedroom. I’m all excited. All of these rooms are beautiful, that means ours has to be good.
Doojoon clenches the knob and opens the door. Room three stares us in the face in all it’s… mediocre-ness. It’s comfortably small, if you’re a little kid. It’s cute, in a kiddy sort of way, but Joon and I are far from being children. And it’s light and country-styled. There are separate beds, too -- and they are long and small -- but only one bed will be slept in tonight. I will not be sleeping alone.
Junhyung and Hyunseung laugh their asses off.
“Good luck fucking in that,” Hyunseung says, a kind farewell, and him and Junhyung go away to their room for the night.
Doojoon collapses onto the bed in defeat. I know it burns him to know that Hyunseung will be having sex in that big, large, beautiful bed, ‘cause it burns me, too. I sit next to him and comb my hand through his hair…
“The last was actually the worst in this case. I thought luck would be on our side. Sorry,” I pout.
“Eh, we’ll make it work. Come on, let’s get our stuff.”
We unpack our luggage, putting our clothes in the dressers that were for us. I open one to put my shirts away, and just when I do I see something black scuttle back into the darkness from which it came.
So it begins.
I leap backward -- my legs crossing over each other -- and I grab Doojoon’s shoulder and shake it.
“JOON,” I point to the open drawer, “THERE.”
“What about ‘there’?”
“FUCKING GOD, JOON. KILL IT.”
Doojoon goes over to the dresser; I am standing on one of the beds. He pulls the drawer all the way out, but he takes no “killing” stance.
“I don’t see anything, Woon.”
“M-Move the other ones then.”
Doojoon goes beyond my request. He opens all of the drawers and looks into all of them. I know it just didn’t vanish. Things just don’t vanish.
“I don’t see ‘im, baby. Maybe he went back outside through a crack somewhere.”
I sink on the bed, and then I look all around it for the black bug.
“Great. Fucking great. First we get the baby room, then it’s littered with bugs. Where there’s one bug, there are tons of ’em. Did you know that, Doojoon? Tons. A family. And they’re all waiting to get me.”
“Woon.”
I look up and watch hyung sit next to me. He puts his arm around my waist. I sink into his chest.
“Nothing’s gonna get you. I’ll be right here.”
I nod my head… I believe him.
“It’s been a long day, alright? I’m going to take my shower now. You’ll be fine in here all by yourself?”
I don’t like the thought of me being alone out here with some insect crawling free.
“Well…”
Doojoon pets my hair, then he nuzzles his nose and lips against my neck. He gives me three or four kisses there, and that already has me going between my legs, “We can bathe together if you’re really scared.”
Then Doojoon kisses me more softly… I can easily lose all of myself in his lips. Everything becomes so sensitive and all noises are quieted around me. I respond to him so naturally. It’s really beautiful, what I have with him… but I’m always fucking horny. So this bath opportunity? Hell yes.
“Let’s go~” I reply, and I lead the way.
The bath is glistening in white. The tile is white and slippery, the tub is white and spacious. It’s shiny and elegant with a wall of a mirror, with crystal knobs and all. It’s so heavenly.
I go to the tub, eagerly bending over to turn the hot water on.
“Woon. They’ve got bubble bath over here,” I hear Doojoon say.
I like bubble bath.
“Oh look. They have champagne,” he adds.
I like champagne, too.
The hot water is running, so I trot to Doojoon and his discoveries. There is this tall, tall glass rack carrying straw baskets with pink ribbons tied to them. Inside of the third basket from the floor are various, long plastic bottles containing different colored liquids: the bubble baths.
“Ohhh…” I dig around in there, and I am instantly attracted to the pomegranate-apricot mix. It smells very unique. I take it out and show hyung. “This one.”
“This one?” Doojoon repeats, and takes it, “Okay.”
He pours a good bit of it in the tube, and the fruity aroma begins to fill the whole bath.
“Now where’s the drink?” I question myself. It’s in the second basket from the floor. The champagne is a bubblegum pink; there are two glasses and a bottle opener accompanying it. Very nice. I remove the cork and I pour hyung and I a healthy amount of liquor in the glasses.
“I’ve got the glasses ready, hyung~”
I turn around to show him, and a delightfully-naked Doojoon is already in the tub waiting on me. He must’ve entered very quietly; the tub filled up faster than I anticipated. Bubbles practically obstruct me from viewing more of him, but just seeing his torso, his pretty glowing skin, is satiating. I smile big and wide while giving him his glass. Hyung smiles back, but mostly with his eyes.
“Give me your glass,” Doojoon demands, and I do as told.
“Undress,” he secondly breathes, drinking some of his drink.
“Yes, Doojoon~”
With my eyes on him, I scrape my shirt over my head. It’s entertaining to watch hyung’s eyes dip up and down as he looks at me… I constantly wonder what’s going on behind those sexy eyes. What does he truly think of me? My body? What about me makes me so attractive to him? I try to keep a straight face as I make myself bare to him, but as I ponder more on that last question of mine, it makes me increasingly conscious. A little… red in cheeks.
My shirt meets the floor. I start for my jeans. I still wanted to be sexy while undressing, but because they are so tight around my hips and legs, there is no way to attractively shimmy out of them. It becomes an awkward scene for me, but Doojoon quickly finds a laugh out of it, like he does with everything.
“Sh… Shut up, Doo,” I growl at him out of frustration; my pants however, finally get past my thighs. I have to actually sit on the bathroom tile to take them all the way off, Doojoon cackling away. He’s clearly not interested in my fail of a “show”… understandable. But I tried! I just snatch off my boxers and dip my way into the tub. I grab my drink from him, pouting in embarrassment, and turn my back to him. He understands that right away.
Doojoon’s chuckling gets thinner as he tries to kiss up to me -- it ultimately works -- and I am sitting in between his legs, sipping on my pink stuff. He has a single arm around me… it’s so nice.
“You know what? This place might not be so bad. I can stay forever in this tub.”
“I think it has jets too,” Doojoon mentions.
“Yeah?”
Without separating from me, Doojoon fingers a dial he finds around the perimeter of the tub. I don’t know what he does, but afterward a rumbling starts, and I feel several ongoing pulses of water massaging every point of my body. They were all like hundreds of little angels… I sink and sink into hyung, totally in heaven.
“This is greeeeat…”
Doojoon relaxes with me, “Yeeeaaaaah…”
I can fall asleep right here. The jets are humming. The water’s warm. Doojoon’s warm. Everything is perfect. Together we just soak in the nice hot tub of water and drink our champagne. I mindlessly play in the bubbles. Hyung brings his knees up; his knee caps peek out of the water. One is on either side of me. I feel the firm pressure of his lips at the side of my head. He is kissing me… Hyung takes his hand away from my waist, runs that wet hand through my hair and in my scalp, petting me. I just sit, mind and body completely taken in Doojoon’s simple, sweet touches. They are tantalizing enough to make me want his lips. I crane my head to Doojoon’s until my eyes are overwhelmed by his. I find a staggering wealth of love -- all for me -- in the dark deep eyes of my Joon. He kisses me before I can, and my throat becomes a haven for his tongue.
We do as we planned to do the moment we entered the bath, and we make love in that tub. I can’t keep quiet. There is no such thing as “keeping quiet” when Doojoon’s loving me. If we woke the hyungs, then oh well.
I’m pretty sure we’re all doing the same thing.
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