That Awkward Situation (Part 6)
Title: That Awkward Situation
Author: hyuukie
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Part: 6
Summary: After finding out that they had drunken intercourse, Jaejoong and Yunho justify that the most responsible thing to do is start a relationship.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys :(
Previous: P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | P5
Yoochun was surprised to hear muffled sobs beside him. From his peripheral vision, he could see tears staining Junsu's cheeks and the lower half of his face covered by a tissue.
The movie was coming to the end, and Yoochun didn't know whether or not to comfort his friend; maybe put an arm around his shoulders or offer him more tissue?
"I'm going to be alone forever!" Junsu cried out once the credits started to roll, and a fresh batch of tears rolled down the sides of his face.
Yoochun scooted over to close the gap between them on the couch and slung an arm around Junsu's shoulders. He pulled the younger into a hug, and Junsu immediately buried his face into the warm chest.
"Stop crying, okay?"
"I can't! Why did we watch this movie! It just proves how lonely I am!" Junsu continued to weep, and Yoochun felt the front of his shirt start to stick to his collarbone. "I've never been in a relationship, and I've never had my first kiss! I'm so pathetic!"
Yoochun whispered comforting words into Junsu's ear, and the crying slowly came to a stop.
Junsu pulled away slightly, so he was face to face with his friend, and sniffed. "You're a great friend, Yoochun."
Yoochun didn't respond and instead placed a gentle finger underneath Junsu's chin and moved closer. "I can solve that kiss problem..." He muttered before his lips met Junsu's.
"What are you two doing?" Changmin blinked from his spot at the doorframe, and the two older men ripped apart from each other, quickly scrambling to opposite ends of the couch. "You guys were kissing! You guys just kissed!"
"That's not how it happened, you liar," Yoochun rolled his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. "If you're going to tell the story, tell it right, you douche."
"It is how it happened, I swear!" Changmin shifted his chair closer to Jaejoong, "Jaejoong, Yunho, you believe me, right?"
Jaejoong lazily drank from his cup and moved his gaze from Changmin to Junsu, "How did it really happen?"
"Well---"
"Like that! It happened like that!" Changmin protested, his eyebrows furrowed together. Yoochun rolled his eyes again.
"Hey, wasn't that scene in a movie..." Yunho rested his head in his right hand, his nose scrunching up in thought, "Er, the movie The Perfect Match?"
"Shut up, Yunho." Changmin scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
The five were sitting in a café across the street from their office building during lunch break. They decided to walk out together, agreeing that a lot needed to be discussed.
"Changmin, you're so stupid. We just watched The Perfect Match yesterday with you." Junsu twirled the contents of his beverage around in its glass with his straw.
"So how did it really happen?" Jaejoong asked again, pushing his sunglasses farther up the bridge of his nose. He was frustrated with explaining to everyone about his eye, and borrowed a pair of sunglasses from a coworker. He just told everyone his limp was from taking a tumble down the stairs.
Yoochun sighed, "Junsu and I went to Changmin's house yesterday to review some documents, and we ended up staying for dinner. After, we watched The Perfect Match and as Su and I got up to leave, Changmin bumped into me. The domino effect took place, and our lips met, that's how it happened."
Junsu's face flushed red and he cradled his head in his arms on the table. "My first kiss, gone! With a guy! With Yoochun of all people too!"
"Hey! What's wrong with me?"
"It's... Well... You're, you know, Yoochun." Junsu turned his head to the side so Yoochun only saw the left side of his friend's face.
"At least it wasn't Changmin," Jaejoong said plainly, as if news of his friends kissing was no big deal.
"Hey!" Changmin's bottom lip stuck out, "What's wrong with me?"
"Don't you have a trial, Mr. Lawyer?" Jaejoong ignored Changmin's question and pointed at the clock hanging on the wall.
Changmin's head whipped around and he gasped, "Shit!" The male stood up and almost knocked his chair over. "Shit shit shit!"
Jaejoong, Yunho, Yoochun and Junsu watched as Changmin stumbled out of the café, practically tripping over his own feet and struggling to put on his blazer, his coffee cup bouncing from one hand to the other.
"So what now, you guys gonna date now that Yoochun's stolen your first kiss?" Jaejoong joked.
"At least I didn't take his virginity," Yoochun countered, and Junsu giggled.
Jaejoong's smile evapourated and he extended his arm out to use his thumb and third finger to flick Yoochun's forehead.
"So moving on to you two. You've done it again, huh? How was your second time getting laid, Yunho?" Yoochun remained composed after Jaejoong's attack to his forehead and wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Yunho had a spit take and the contents of his drink that used to be in his mouth ended up all over Junsu.
"Ugh!" Junsu shrieked and Jaejoong winced at his friend's loud outburst, while Yoochun automatically held up his napkin for the younger to take.
Yunho started coughing, trying to clear the liquid in his windpipe.
Jaejoong, his ears still ringing, patted Yunho's back in a steady rhythm.
"I wouldn't know," Yunho finally responded and Jaejoong's pounding to his back died down. "I don't remember it."
"Did you guys really screw then?" Junsu mumbled as he wiped his face. Yunho stared at him apologetically.
"Well then I guess an elf snuck into my room at night and beat me with a bat," Jaejoong retorted, rubbing his lower back.
"You could've slept in a weird position," Junsu offered.
"When we woke up we were both vertical and parallel to each other," Yunho said, emphasizing his point by holding his arms up side by side.
"And I see that Jaejoong's given you fresh bite marks," Yoochun lightly tapped Yunho's left forearm and chuckled when his older friend yelped and nearly fell out of his chair. "I also see that the skin's still sensitive."
"Yeah, well you kissed Junsu!" Jaejoong shot back, trying to change the subject.
"Ugh!" Junsu's hands found their way to his hair and Yoochun rolled his eyes.
"It was an accident!" Yoochun defended.
"But it still happened."
"Right, like you and Yunho having sex."
"I think!" Yunho stood up abruptly, startling his three friends. "I think lunch break is over."
"Yunho's right," Junsu stood up as well, "Plus this conversation is getting awkward, and I don't like awkward situations."
Yoochun and Jaejoong looked at each other, their gazes not quite meeting as the sunglasses Jaejoong wore created a wall between them. They nodded to one another, signalling truce.
Yunho helped Jaejoong out of his chair and the four made their way back to the office.
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"I've been thinking."
Jaejoong's eyes didn't leave the TV screen, and he didn't bother to pause eating his ice cream when he spoke. "About what?"
Changmin had invited himself and everyone else over to Jaejoong's house for a celebratory dinner; the lawyer was extremely giddy because the trial had ended exceptionally well.
Jaejoong didn't protest because he didn't feel like going anywhere, especially not in public, so he was thankful he was saved from driving.
Junsu, who still felt jumpy and cautious around Yoochun, called it quits after dinner and went home. Jaejoong didn't miss the pout on Yoochun's lips when Junsu closed the door behind him and he was sure everyone felt the change in his mood without the presence of the younger male.
Yoochun left fifteen minutes later, using the excuse of 'I'm tired'.
Changmin left half an hour after Yoochun, finally getting bored of beating Yunho on Jaejoong's Xbox, and muttering something along the lines of 'gatherings are only fun with all five of us'.
So at eleven PM, Jaejoong and Yunho were left lounging on the couch, TV on, bowls of ice cream in their hands.
"About our relationship."
Jaejoong sighed. He knew this talk would come. He lowered the volume of the TV and twisted his upper body so he could look at Yunho. "Okay, then let's talk."
"But I wasn't thinking about talking." Yunho was fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his gaze was down as he set his bowl of ice cream aside on the glass coffee table in front of him.
Jaejoong's right eyebrow quirked upwards, and he too placed his empty bowl on the table. "Then what---"
Jaejoong didn't get to finish his sentence because Yunho had magically appeared in front of him and was invading his personal space, their noses brushed against each other and Jaejoong could count every single eyelash attached to Yunho's eyelids.
Yunho's left hand was resting on Jaejoong's left thigh, and his right hand had found its way to Jaejoong's right shoulder.
In one swift movement, Yunho's lips were pressed lightly to Jaejoong's.
Yunho's lips were warm and cool, and even though the kiss was simple and sweet, Jaejoong heard his heartbeat in his ears.
Yunho pulled away, their foreheads resting together, his eyes looking into Jaejoong's own light brown ones, waiting for his reaction.
"Did you just... Did you just kiss me?" Jaejoong uttered out. Because he had never really kissed Yunho properly, or even officially, because the one in the bar a few nights ago didn't count, as Yunho was drunk out of his mind and Jaejoong was doing it for the game.
And the rest of their kisses were due to alcohol and both Jaejoong and Yunho didn't remember any of them.
"I'm pretty sure I did." Yunho whispered, his voice low and barely audible.
Jaejoong clutched fistfuls of Yunho's shirt, having no idea when his hands got there. "Have you... Have you consumed any alcohol?"
"No... Have you?"
Jaejoong stared right back into Yunho's eyes, the chocolate brown orbs were soft and the older male found himself melting inside a little bit. "No." And then he pulled Yunho forward and smashed their lips together again, his hands abandoning Yunho's shirt for his neck and cheek.
Jaejoong lifted his legs up to lay them across Yunho's thighs and he turned his body fully to face him. The younger leaned forward so his chest was flush against Jaejoong's and the older's back was touching the arm rest.
Yunho boldly put a hand under Jaejoong's shirt to touch his bare waist.
The movement sent shivers up Jaejoong's spine and he put a hand over the one that was resting on his waist, lacing their fingers together as it ventured up to his chest.
Yunho could feel Jaejoong's heartbeat. It was racing, and Yunho knew his heartbeat reciprocated the same speed.
Yunho stilled, as did Jaejoong, and the whole room went completely silent. Their lips remained attached as they stared into each other's eyes and listened to their heartbeats.
Jaejoong's tongue slipped past his lips and once they made contact with Yunho's lips, the silence and stillness broke.
Yunho's tongue met Jaejoong's in his mouth and he maneuvered one of Jaejoong's legs around so he was in between the older's legs.
Jaejoong hooked his free arm around Yunho's neck and wrapped his legs around Yunho's waist to pull him impossibly closer.
Yunho ran his tongue along Jaejoong's upper row of teeth, and that should've been weird, but damn, it felt so good.
Jaejoong let out a gasp and Yunho took his chance to explore his mouth even more, his tongue trying to cover every inch of Jaejoong's hot cavern.
While Yunho ravished Jaejoong's mouth, the smaller male guided the younger's hand, the hand the he was still holding, to his lower back.
Yunho caressed the skin underneath his palm and Jaejoong responded to his touch by bucking his hips up.
Their arousals touched and only then did both realize they were hard and very much turned on, all from a make out session.
"Your hand can go lower," Jaejoong said when Yunho's lips left his for air, "I don't bite."
"Really?" Yunho licked the shell of Jaejoong's ear and took his earlobe between his teeth. He then kissed the corner of the raven haired man's mouth, "What if I want you too?"
Jaejoong did not want to admit that that statement made him hot and bothered, so he just squirmed under Yunho, causing more friction in between. "You're pretty good at dirty talk, are you sure you were a virgin before?"
"Positive. Unless, you know, someone raped me in my sleep."
"Are you sure you don't remember having sex with me before?"
"Let's just say that I'm a natural." Yunho flashed a grin to Jaejoong, hoping the red in his cheeks didn't ruin the charming effect he was going for.
"Natural, right." Jaejoong rolled his eyes as Yunho chuckled.
And fuck, that chuckle really shouldn't have been the sexiest thing Jaejoong's heard all day.
Jaejoong unhooked his arm from around Yunho's neck to unbutton and shove his hand down the front of the younger's pants.
Yunho's laugh immediately stopped and he spluttered when he felt a hand grip his erection through his boxers.
"Ah, shit!"
"Don't get cocky, dear, we're not done." Jaejoong smiled sweetly and continued to stroke Yunho, who couldn't form coherent words.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Jaejoong's phone.
"Ignore it." Jaejoong moved his hand into Yunho's underwear and he palmed Yunho's member. He wasn't used to touching another man, he was used to a woman's body, but so many girls had done to him what he was doing to Yunho, so he just followed what his memory of his other sexual encounters told him to do.
"Did you really think I wouldn't ignore it?" Yunho managed to say, his toes curling in pleasure as Jaejoong thumbed the slit of his cock.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Maybe it's important."
Jaejoong shot Yunho a glare, "Seriously? I'm trying to give you a hand job and you want me to pick up the phone?"
Yunho's lips pressed into thin line and he furrowed his eyebrows.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Jaejoong looked at Yunho's facial expression, not sure if the younger male's furrowed eyebrows were from pleasure or worry.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Fine! I'll pick up the goddamn phone!" Jaejoong huffed and removed his hand from Yunho's pants and untangled his fingers from Yunho's hand. He reached over and took his phone, flipping it open furiously. "What?!"
"Whoa, why do you sound so angry?"
"What do you want?"
"... Did I interrupt something?"
"What hell do you want, Yoochun?"
"Calm down, geez. I'm locked out of my apartment. Can you come help me?"
"What? No." Jaejoong sat up straight, his forehead knocking into Yunho's.
Yunho muffled a yell.
"Please?"
Jaejoong let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine."
"And Jae...?"
"What?"
"Do... Do you know if Junsu's seeing anyone?"
"Huh? No. Why?" Jaejoong unwrapped his legs from around Yunho and stood up, thankful that his conversation with Yoochun killed his erection.
Yunho seemed to calm down from his excitement as well, and he too stood up.
"Er, I'll tell you later. Get here soon, 'kay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. Hang tight."
Jaejoong grumbled as he closed his phone and put it in his back pocket. "Damn Yoochun..."
Yunho laughed a little, despite being cock blocked. "Locked out again?"
"Ugh, yeah. Let's go." Jaejoong grabbed his car and house keys, and searched in the little bowl by his front door for Yoochun's labelled house key.
When the five of them moved permanently into their respective houses, they had all given each other copies of their house keys in case.
Jaejoong labelled his, colour coded them, and kept them in a ceramic bowl he made at Junsu's eighth birthday party.
"Are you going to kill him for the cock block?" Yunho joked.
"Oh yeah, for sure."
"Haha. Wait, you're joking right?"
Jaejoong didn't answer as he locked his front door after Yunho stepped out.
"Jaejoong?"
Again, when Jaejoong didn't answer, Yunho feared for his friend's life.
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Posted from my iPod, so idek what it looks like.
Feel free to point out grammar/spelling mistakes! :)
Author: hyuukie
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Part: 6
Summary: After finding out that they had drunken intercourse, Jaejoong and Yunho justify that the most responsible thing to do is start a relationship.
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys :(
Previous: P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | P5
Yoochun was surprised to hear muffled sobs beside him. From his peripheral vision, he could see tears staining Junsu's cheeks and the lower half of his face covered by a tissue.
The movie was coming to the end, and Yoochun didn't know whether or not to comfort his friend; maybe put an arm around his shoulders or offer him more tissue?
"I'm going to be alone forever!" Junsu cried out once the credits started to roll, and a fresh batch of tears rolled down the sides of his face.
Yoochun scooted over to close the gap between them on the couch and slung an arm around Junsu's shoulders. He pulled the younger into a hug, and Junsu immediately buried his face into the warm chest.
"Stop crying, okay?"
"I can't! Why did we watch this movie! It just proves how lonely I am!" Junsu continued to weep, and Yoochun felt the front of his shirt start to stick to his collarbone. "I've never been in a relationship, and I've never had my first kiss! I'm so pathetic!"
Yoochun whispered comforting words into Junsu's ear, and the crying slowly came to a stop.
Junsu pulled away slightly, so he was face to face with his friend, and sniffed. "You're a great friend, Yoochun."
Yoochun didn't respond and instead placed a gentle finger underneath Junsu's chin and moved closer. "I can solve that kiss problem..." He muttered before his lips met Junsu's.
"What are you two doing?" Changmin blinked from his spot at the doorframe, and the two older men ripped apart from each other, quickly scrambling to opposite ends of the couch. "You guys were kissing! You guys just kissed!"
"That's not how it happened, you liar," Yoochun rolled his eyes and took a sip of his coffee. "If you're going to tell the story, tell it right, you douche."
"It is how it happened, I swear!" Changmin shifted his chair closer to Jaejoong, "Jaejoong, Yunho, you believe me, right?"
Jaejoong lazily drank from his cup and moved his gaze from Changmin to Junsu, "How did it really happen?"
"Well---"
"Like that! It happened like that!" Changmin protested, his eyebrows furrowed together. Yoochun rolled his eyes again.
"Hey, wasn't that scene in a movie..." Yunho rested his head in his right hand, his nose scrunching up in thought, "Er, the movie The Perfect Match?"
"Shut up, Yunho." Changmin scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest.
The five were sitting in a café across the street from their office building during lunch break. They decided to walk out together, agreeing that a lot needed to be discussed.
"Changmin, you're so stupid. We just watched The Perfect Match yesterday with you." Junsu twirled the contents of his beverage around in its glass with his straw.
"So how did it really happen?" Jaejoong asked again, pushing his sunglasses farther up the bridge of his nose. He was frustrated with explaining to everyone about his eye, and borrowed a pair of sunglasses from a coworker. He just told everyone his limp was from taking a tumble down the stairs.
Yoochun sighed, "Junsu and I went to Changmin's house yesterday to review some documents, and we ended up staying for dinner. After, we watched The Perfect Match and as Su and I got up to leave, Changmin bumped into me. The domino effect took place, and our lips met, that's how it happened."
Junsu's face flushed red and he cradled his head in his arms on the table. "My first kiss, gone! With a guy! With Yoochun of all people too!"
"Hey! What's wrong with me?"
"It's... Well... You're, you know, Yoochun." Junsu turned his head to the side so Yoochun only saw the left side of his friend's face.
"At least it wasn't Changmin," Jaejoong said plainly, as if news of his friends kissing was no big deal.
"Hey!" Changmin's bottom lip stuck out, "What's wrong with me?"
"Don't you have a trial, Mr. Lawyer?" Jaejoong ignored Changmin's question and pointed at the clock hanging on the wall.
Changmin's head whipped around and he gasped, "Shit!" The male stood up and almost knocked his chair over. "Shit shit shit!"
Jaejoong, Yunho, Yoochun and Junsu watched as Changmin stumbled out of the café, practically tripping over his own feet and struggling to put on his blazer, his coffee cup bouncing from one hand to the other.
"So what now, you guys gonna date now that Yoochun's stolen your first kiss?" Jaejoong joked.
"At least I didn't take his virginity," Yoochun countered, and Junsu giggled.
Jaejoong's smile evapourated and he extended his arm out to use his thumb and third finger to flick Yoochun's forehead.
"So moving on to you two. You've done it again, huh? How was your second time getting laid, Yunho?" Yoochun remained composed after Jaejoong's attack to his forehead and wriggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Yunho had a spit take and the contents of his drink that used to be in his mouth ended up all over Junsu.
"Ugh!" Junsu shrieked and Jaejoong winced at his friend's loud outburst, while Yoochun automatically held up his napkin for the younger to take.
Yunho started coughing, trying to clear the liquid in his windpipe.
Jaejoong, his ears still ringing, patted Yunho's back in a steady rhythm.
"I wouldn't know," Yunho finally responded and Jaejoong's pounding to his back died down. "I don't remember it."
"Did you guys really screw then?" Junsu mumbled as he wiped his face. Yunho stared at him apologetically.
"Well then I guess an elf snuck into my room at night and beat me with a bat," Jaejoong retorted, rubbing his lower back.
"You could've slept in a weird position," Junsu offered.
"When we woke up we were both vertical and parallel to each other," Yunho said, emphasizing his point by holding his arms up side by side.
"And I see that Jaejoong's given you fresh bite marks," Yoochun lightly tapped Yunho's left forearm and chuckled when his older friend yelped and nearly fell out of his chair. "I also see that the skin's still sensitive."
"Yeah, well you kissed Junsu!" Jaejoong shot back, trying to change the subject.
"Ugh!" Junsu's hands found their way to his hair and Yoochun rolled his eyes.
"It was an accident!" Yoochun defended.
"But it still happened."
"Right, like you and Yunho having sex."
"I think!" Yunho stood up abruptly, startling his three friends. "I think lunch break is over."
"Yunho's right," Junsu stood up as well, "Plus this conversation is getting awkward, and I don't like awkward situations."
Yoochun and Jaejoong looked at each other, their gazes not quite meeting as the sunglasses Jaejoong wore created a wall between them. They nodded to one another, signalling truce.
Yunho helped Jaejoong out of his chair and the four made their way back to the office.
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"I've been thinking."
Jaejoong's eyes didn't leave the TV screen, and he didn't bother to pause eating his ice cream when he spoke. "About what?"
Changmin had invited himself and everyone else over to Jaejoong's house for a celebratory dinner; the lawyer was extremely giddy because the trial had ended exceptionally well.
Jaejoong didn't protest because he didn't feel like going anywhere, especially not in public, so he was thankful he was saved from driving.
Junsu, who still felt jumpy and cautious around Yoochun, called it quits after dinner and went home. Jaejoong didn't miss the pout on Yoochun's lips when Junsu closed the door behind him and he was sure everyone felt the change in his mood without the presence of the younger male.
Yoochun left fifteen minutes later, using the excuse of 'I'm tired'.
Changmin left half an hour after Yoochun, finally getting bored of beating Yunho on Jaejoong's Xbox, and muttering something along the lines of 'gatherings are only fun with all five of us'.
So at eleven PM, Jaejoong and Yunho were left lounging on the couch, TV on, bowls of ice cream in their hands.
"About our relationship."
Jaejoong sighed. He knew this talk would come. He lowered the volume of the TV and twisted his upper body so he could look at Yunho. "Okay, then let's talk."
"But I wasn't thinking about talking." Yunho was fiddling with the hem of his shirt and his gaze was down as he set his bowl of ice cream aside on the glass coffee table in front of him.
Jaejoong's right eyebrow quirked upwards, and he too placed his empty bowl on the table. "Then what---"
Jaejoong didn't get to finish his sentence because Yunho had magically appeared in front of him and was invading his personal space, their noses brushed against each other and Jaejoong could count every single eyelash attached to Yunho's eyelids.
Yunho's left hand was resting on Jaejoong's left thigh, and his right hand had found its way to Jaejoong's right shoulder.
In one swift movement, Yunho's lips were pressed lightly to Jaejoong's.
Yunho's lips were warm and cool, and even though the kiss was simple and sweet, Jaejoong heard his heartbeat in his ears.
Yunho pulled away, their foreheads resting together, his eyes looking into Jaejoong's own light brown ones, waiting for his reaction.
"Did you just... Did you just kiss me?" Jaejoong uttered out. Because he had never really kissed Yunho properly, or even officially, because the one in the bar a few nights ago didn't count, as Yunho was drunk out of his mind and Jaejoong was doing it for the game.
And the rest of their kisses were due to alcohol and both Jaejoong and Yunho didn't remember any of them.
"I'm pretty sure I did." Yunho whispered, his voice low and barely audible.
Jaejoong clutched fistfuls of Yunho's shirt, having no idea when his hands got there. "Have you... Have you consumed any alcohol?"
"No... Have you?"
Jaejoong stared right back into Yunho's eyes, the chocolate brown orbs were soft and the older male found himself melting inside a little bit. "No." And then he pulled Yunho forward and smashed their lips together again, his hands abandoning Yunho's shirt for his neck and cheek.
Jaejoong lifted his legs up to lay them across Yunho's thighs and he turned his body fully to face him. The younger leaned forward so his chest was flush against Jaejoong's and the older's back was touching the arm rest.
Yunho boldly put a hand under Jaejoong's shirt to touch his bare waist.
The movement sent shivers up Jaejoong's spine and he put a hand over the one that was resting on his waist, lacing their fingers together as it ventured up to his chest.
Yunho could feel Jaejoong's heartbeat. It was racing, and Yunho knew his heartbeat reciprocated the same speed.
Yunho stilled, as did Jaejoong, and the whole room went completely silent. Their lips remained attached as they stared into each other's eyes and listened to their heartbeats.
Jaejoong's tongue slipped past his lips and once they made contact with Yunho's lips, the silence and stillness broke.
Yunho's tongue met Jaejoong's in his mouth and he maneuvered one of Jaejoong's legs around so he was in between the older's legs.
Jaejoong hooked his free arm around Yunho's neck and wrapped his legs around Yunho's waist to pull him impossibly closer.
Yunho ran his tongue along Jaejoong's upper row of teeth, and that should've been weird, but damn, it felt so good.
Jaejoong let out a gasp and Yunho took his chance to explore his mouth even more, his tongue trying to cover every inch of Jaejoong's hot cavern.
While Yunho ravished Jaejoong's mouth, the smaller male guided the younger's hand, the hand the he was still holding, to his lower back.
Yunho caressed the skin underneath his palm and Jaejoong responded to his touch by bucking his hips up.
Their arousals touched and only then did both realize they were hard and very much turned on, all from a make out session.
"Your hand can go lower," Jaejoong said when Yunho's lips left his for air, "I don't bite."
"Really?" Yunho licked the shell of Jaejoong's ear and took his earlobe between his teeth. He then kissed the corner of the raven haired man's mouth, "What if I want you too?"
Jaejoong did not want to admit that that statement made him hot and bothered, so he just squirmed under Yunho, causing more friction in between. "You're pretty good at dirty talk, are you sure you were a virgin before?"
"Positive. Unless, you know, someone raped me in my sleep."
"Are you sure you don't remember having sex with me before?"
"Let's just say that I'm a natural." Yunho flashed a grin to Jaejoong, hoping the red in his cheeks didn't ruin the charming effect he was going for.
"Natural, right." Jaejoong rolled his eyes as Yunho chuckled.
And fuck, that chuckle really shouldn't have been the sexiest thing Jaejoong's heard all day.
Jaejoong unhooked his arm from around Yunho's neck to unbutton and shove his hand down the front of the younger's pants.
Yunho's laugh immediately stopped and he spluttered when he felt a hand grip his erection through his boxers.
"Ah, shit!"
"Don't get cocky, dear, we're not done." Jaejoong smiled sweetly and continued to stroke Yunho, who couldn't form coherent words.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Jaejoong's phone.
"Ignore it." Jaejoong moved his hand into Yunho's underwear and he palmed Yunho's member. He wasn't used to touching another man, he was used to a woman's body, but so many girls had done to him what he was doing to Yunho, so he just followed what his memory of his other sexual encounters told him to do.
"Did you really think I wouldn't ignore it?" Yunho managed to say, his toes curling in pleasure as Jaejoong thumbed the slit of his cock.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Maybe it's important."
Jaejoong shot Yunho a glare, "Seriously? I'm trying to give you a hand job and you want me to pick up the phone?"
Yunho's lips pressed into thin line and he furrowed his eyebrows.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
Jaejoong looked at Yunho's facial expression, not sure if the younger male's furrowed eyebrows were from pleasure or worry.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Fine! I'll pick up the goddamn phone!" Jaejoong huffed and removed his hand from Yunho's pants and untangled his fingers from Yunho's hand. He reached over and took his phone, flipping it open furiously. "What?!"
"Whoa, why do you sound so angry?"
"What do you want?"
"... Did I interrupt something?"
"What hell do you want, Yoochun?"
"Calm down, geez. I'm locked out of my apartment. Can you come help me?"
"What? No." Jaejoong sat up straight, his forehead knocking into Yunho's.
Yunho muffled a yell.
"Please?"
Jaejoong let out a frustrated sigh. "Fine."
"And Jae...?"
"What?"
"Do... Do you know if Junsu's seeing anyone?"
"Huh? No. Why?" Jaejoong unwrapped his legs from around Yunho and stood up, thankful that his conversation with Yoochun killed his erection.
Yunho seemed to calm down from his excitement as well, and he too stood up.
"Er, I'll tell you later. Get here soon, 'kay?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming. Hang tight."
Jaejoong grumbled as he closed his phone and put it in his back pocket. "Damn Yoochun..."
Yunho laughed a little, despite being cock blocked. "Locked out again?"
"Ugh, yeah. Let's go." Jaejoong grabbed his car and house keys, and searched in the little bowl by his front door for Yoochun's labelled house key.
When the five of them moved permanently into their respective houses, they had all given each other copies of their house keys in case.
Jaejoong labelled his, colour coded them, and kept them in a ceramic bowl he made at Junsu's eighth birthday party.
"Are you going to kill him for the cock block?" Yunho joked.
"Oh yeah, for sure."
"Haha. Wait, you're joking right?"
Jaejoong didn't answer as he locked his front door after Yunho stepped out.
"Jaejoong?"
Again, when Jaejoong didn't answer, Yunho feared for his friend's life.
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