I Like This Part Right Here AKA Tons Of Things Happen At 3 AM
Title : I Like This Part Right Here AKA Tons Of Things Happen At 3 AM
Rating: NC-17 (for constant mentions of sex and swear words)
Pairing: slight Luhan/Kyungsoo, Kai/Kyungsoo, Chanyeol/Kyungsoo, Kris/Luhan
Genre: Crack A lot of it.
We begin our story with the early waking of our two valiant heroes. A rainy day this was and the old lady 3 floors below them has just been robbed.
.....
Sadly, this is not a superhero story, it wasn't raining at all and cheesy 90's cartoon intros are just fun to use.
It was in the middle of June, a familiar noise could be heard from a certain dormitory located smack dab in the the heart of Seoul and by the time Luhan, a Chinese transfer student, had woken up in a bed full of sunshine and rainbows and sparkly things beyond any man's control,
Kyungsoo, his auspicious roommate, had already been jumping excitedly on the bed opposite to his, an envelope pressed tightly against his chest as he holds it dearly like a mother to her child.
The older of the two turns to his right, sparkles flying everywhere as his hair moves along, flashy anime rose background taken right out of... well, an anime right behind him and then he opens his mouth.
What comes out next was not pretty and no, it wasn't his morning breath.
"Dear Buddha. Kyungsoo. I thought you were having sex, you desperate ass."
The victim of early morning poison looks back at him with wide eyes. It was almost a fair battle, however, Luhan's doe eyes lose by a quarter of an inch... multiplied by 5. Because Do Kyungsoo's eyes were just that big.
"What. Can't a guy jump on his bed without being judged? I'm just happy, okay."
"Okayyyyyy.." Luhan stands up and walks in that elegant strut of his that makes all his campus fans swoon and he plops onto the other's bed, settling his head on the other's lap and taking the envelope Kyungsoo was clutching tightly and opening it, fishing out its contents.
Two tickets and a letter.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Luhan, fuck you! Give me that!"
"You'd like that wouldn't you? You ain't getting none of this, Boopsie."
Somewhere near them, something breaks and they can hear the glass shatter into a tiny pieces as they struggle and kick at each other. The remaining 5 seconds of the bout had Kyungsoo pressed up against the headboard of his bed, Luhan's feet pushing at his chest firmly.
He could tell that his legs weren't just for show. Soccer practice was a real rough sport at times and Luhan could probably kick a ball (or his balls) to the moon harder than a horse.
He swears not to ever say that out loud to anyone, lest he wants to die an untimely death.
Luhan clears his throat and unfolds the paper.
The pink, strawberry scented paper with lots of hearts on it. He cringed. A lot.
"Dear, Kyungsoo..." he starts with that deep manly voice, eyes squinting in a seductive stare as he watches Kyungsoo's reaction. "So you know I really love you right? No? Oh okay. Well, yeah... I kind of love you? and maybe you didn't know because you were too busy fawning over my biceps most of the time and I have totally no idea if you love me back...
even though you constantly say you like me and then leave those cute little notes in my locker asking me if you could be my laundry so I'd flip you.. over.. do you.. until you're wet and wil-- I don't even know if this a love letter or literary porn."
"AWWWWWW~ JONGIN'S SO SWEET!"
"Did you just completely disregard the fact that---"
"Go to hell, Luhan."
-------
3pm. The witching hour. Not really. But Kyungsoo has been in the bathroom for nearly five hours and someone was going to die from a defective bladder soon.
"AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!~"
Luhan groans and stands up, wondering if he should resort to ramming the door with the stool. But then, seeing his roommate naked would scar the hell out of his
(contrary to popular belief) virgin eyes. He was ready to die on the floor when that very moment, the door slammed open, steam and all that with Kyungsoo's silhouette visible and Luhan screams.
SCREAMS.
And then he rocks the floor like it was his own catwalk with so much finesse and then everything goes silent as Luhan closes the door.
Kyungsoo swears he can hear a leaking fire hydrant in there.
As he dries himself off and puts on his best clothes, he looks to the old, red wall clock and smiles at the time.
"3:30. Perfect. 3 hours and 30 minutes before Jongin gets here."
He grins stupidly and then reaches out for his phone on the nightstand, surprised to see 5 texts and counting.
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I'm so excited.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:28 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I just can't hide it.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:29 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I can't wait for our date, babe.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:29 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I.. literally can't wait. I'm flipping tables here.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:30 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
Wait that wasn't a table. That was Minseok hyung.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:35 PM
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That evening, Kyungsoo has stumbled upon yet another discovery. One which has shaken all of humanity and all common sense residing in his body, complete with owl eyes and all.
It was entirely odd for him. Too odd. And the notion of Luhan not being to attend a single concert in his life was preposterous. He was a social butterfly. He parties, he drinks, he does sleepovers with strangers he meets at the bar in which he miraculously stays a virgin... a fact not many people know, and constantly makes lots of friends.
How come he was not able to go to at least one concert? Kyungsoo was baffled.
"Lu Sylvester Eloise Han. You are coming with me to the concert."
"The hell. Kyungsoo. You know that's not my real name."
"Your birth certificate says otherwise."
"I told you that was a fucking typo!"
"Yeah and my name is Do Kyungsoo."
"It is."
"Not the point. I've already called Jongin and set us up on a double date with Chanyeol and you're concert-virginness shall be no more after tonight."
Luhan ponders silently on the situation, brows furrowed and fingers stroking his imaginary beard, Kyungsoo stroking it along with him.
"I do want to go to a concert... and Chanyeol. That kid, Jongin's best friend who's tall has sexy arms and is totally obsessing over you?"
They sit in silence together for a few minutes, resorting to stroking Luhan's imaginary beard, because damn Kyungsoo didn't know that his freshly-boyfriended boyfriend's bestfriend was head over heels for him.
"Hot damn, I'm getting them sexy guys today."
Luhan hits him with the table lamp. Cause why not. YOLO. "Where are you even gonna get the extra tickets."
"They sell tickets there since it's an open area but it'll probably take longer since it's an open field and you'd have to fall in line, but you'll be able to get one on your own right?"
"And why would you think that?"
"Cause God made man... and everything else came from China."
"BLASPHEMY!"
-------
It was already wild and pumped up in the concert grounds when Luhan and Kyungsoo got there. Jongin and Chanyeol were waiting with all too wide smiles that
looked like it'd break their faces and Luhan was there watching everything unfold in front of him like a Spanish telenovela with bad dubbing.
Except Jongin's attempt to woo his boyfriend with his terrible English was ten times worse because "I rove you,do you rove me too? Ya nam sayin'"
was pulled out straight from hell. Chanyeol was the same, although he had better English, stealing his best friend's boyfriend right in front of him was just as bad.
The rest of the night was spent with a match of Tug Of War with Kyungsoo as the rope.
Luhan decides that if he ever goes to a concert, he'd make sure he'd like the bands first because those EXO kids at the stage wasn't at all impressing to him, and now he was bored.
And when he was bored, Luhan starts to narrate.
"And evil takes a human form in Regina George. Don't be fooled because she may seem like your typical selfish, back-stabbing slut faced ho-bag, but in reality, she's so much more than that."
A dialogue which bears no relevance to whatever's happening to stuff around him. He just.. really, really likes Mean Girls.
But then, there was a light tap on his shoulder from behind him, before he could utter more obscene words from the immortal movie, he stops and turns to a faceful of toned chest and 6 foot 2.
And just like that, he was gone in the crowd.
After an intense, no shame making out with Jongin and an occasional kiss-stealing from Chanyeol, Kyungsoo notices his best friend missing from his line of vision.
The concert was just about to end and the people have not lessened. He fears that since it was his first concert, he should have been with him so they could enjoy it together.
But Jongin - and Chanyeol - were to much of a distraction. So he looks around the mass of bodies moving all around, he stands on the tip of his toes, eyes scouring for a tuft of blonde hair floating about the grounds.
No sign of Luhan anywhere. Kyungsoo sighs and feels a little guilty, thinking that Luhan might have gone sour on him and walked out.
He subtly leans against Jongin and pouts pathetically, the latter hugging him and Kyungsoo slides his hands down the other's backside as he fakes his sobs and strokes the other's butt.
If he wasn't going to get his friend back, he'll just convince Jongin for some consolation sex.
"Eep!~"
Kyungsoo squeaks. Chanyeol was doing the same to him now. But he wasn't too subtle about squeezing and rubbing his ass.
Jongin glares at him and Chanyeol engages with him in a glaring deadlock, before once again, Kyungsoo was subject to another Tug of War a la Kyungsoo.
"You're still at it? Kyungsoo, you masochist freak. You're enjoying the pain, aren't you?" Luhan's voice breaks them all out from their little game and then they turn to his tall companion.
Freakishly tall and handsome. Looks like Luhan was out catching the good fish.
Kyungsoo launched himself at his best friend, arms and legs and everything Kyungsoo all over the older man. "Oh my goodness, Luhan. I thought you got mad at me for just letting you rot like the rotting old cheese you are."
"Your .. sort of apology sucks. Anyway, I was out with him. We were...."
"I swear, if you took off your clothes and touched each other, you'd have chlamydia and die."
The stranger that Luhan was with had widened his eyes significantly because, 1. He didn't know what chlamydia was and 2. He was making of Kyungsoo's eyes.
"No.. not yet. We promised we'd stay virgins until 6:30 in the evening tomorrow and yeah."
Kyungsoo stares at them just because. They were like the perfect yaoi couple. Like the ones he reads in his yaoi mangas on his yaoi bedsheets on his yaoi bed.
Luhan was shorter and gorgeous and the guy was...
"So you're Luhan's friend right? Hi, I'm Kyungsoo, would you mind if I get in your pants right now?"
There was not a desire stronger that moment than to have a bus run over Kyungsoo that moment. He'd push the hell out of him.
But then again, there were no buses on the concert field and so he decides to just push him down the ground with all of his strength.
"Kyungwhore!"
"Luwhore!"
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
A circle of people started betting on them and they were the next event up after the concert, so it seems.
"WAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT. I'm tired and I need to get laid so all of you should shoo away and gimme that money." Luhan shouts and steals 25 bucks from a 15 year old nearby.
"Wanna get some soda?" Kyungsoo asks, standing up with the help of Jongin and Chanyeol and he pulls Luhan up with him.
Luhan cracks a small, teasing grin and laces fingers with the tall stranger, pecking his cheek.
"Ask Ben Ben."
Rating: NC-17 (for constant mentions of sex and swear words)
Pairing: slight Luhan/Kyungsoo, Kai/Kyungsoo, Chanyeol/Kyungsoo, Kris/Luhan
Genre: Crack A lot of it.
We begin our story with the early waking of our two valiant heroes. A rainy day this was and the old lady 3 floors below them has just been robbed.
.....
Sadly, this is not a superhero story, it wasn't raining at all and cheesy 90's cartoon intros are just fun to use.
It was in the middle of June, a familiar noise could be heard from a certain dormitory located smack dab in the the heart of Seoul and by the time Luhan, a Chinese transfer student, had woken up in a bed full of sunshine and rainbows and sparkly things beyond any man's control,
Kyungsoo, his auspicious roommate, had already been jumping excitedly on the bed opposite to his, an envelope pressed tightly against his chest as he holds it dearly like a mother to her child.
The older of the two turns to his right, sparkles flying everywhere as his hair moves along, flashy anime rose background taken right out of... well, an anime right behind him and then he opens his mouth.
What comes out next was not pretty and no, it wasn't his morning breath.
"Dear Buddha. Kyungsoo. I thought you were having sex, you desperate ass."
The victim of early morning poison looks back at him with wide eyes. It was almost a fair battle, however, Luhan's doe eyes lose by a quarter of an inch... multiplied by 5. Because Do Kyungsoo's eyes were just that big.
"What. Can't a guy jump on his bed without being judged? I'm just happy, okay."
"Okayyyyyy.." Luhan stands up and walks in that elegant strut of his that makes all his campus fans swoon and he plops onto the other's bed, settling his head on the other's lap and taking the envelope Kyungsoo was clutching tightly and opening it, fishing out its contents.
Two tickets and a letter.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Luhan, fuck you! Give me that!"
"You'd like that wouldn't you? You ain't getting none of this, Boopsie."
Somewhere near them, something breaks and they can hear the glass shatter into a tiny pieces as they struggle and kick at each other. The remaining 5 seconds of the bout had Kyungsoo pressed up against the headboard of his bed, Luhan's feet pushing at his chest firmly.
He could tell that his legs weren't just for show. Soccer practice was a real rough sport at times and Luhan could probably kick a ball (or his balls) to the moon harder than a horse.
He swears not to ever say that out loud to anyone, lest he wants to die an untimely death.
Luhan clears his throat and unfolds the paper.
The pink, strawberry scented paper with lots of hearts on it. He cringed. A lot.
"Dear, Kyungsoo..." he starts with that deep manly voice, eyes squinting in a seductive stare as he watches Kyungsoo's reaction. "So you know I really love you right? No? Oh okay. Well, yeah... I kind of love you? and maybe you didn't know because you were too busy fawning over my biceps most of the time and I have totally no idea if you love me back...
even though you constantly say you like me and then leave those cute little notes in my locker asking me if you could be my laundry so I'd flip you.. over.. do you.. until you're wet and wil-- I don't even know if this a love letter or literary porn."
"AWWWWWW~ JONGIN'S SO SWEET!"
"Did you just completely disregard the fact that---"
"Go to hell, Luhan."
-------
3pm. The witching hour. Not really. But Kyungsoo has been in the bathroom for nearly five hours and someone was going to die from a defective bladder soon.
"AND IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!~"
Luhan groans and stands up, wondering if he should resort to ramming the door with the stool. But then, seeing his roommate naked would scar the hell out of his
(contrary to popular belief) virgin eyes. He was ready to die on the floor when that very moment, the door slammed open, steam and all that with Kyungsoo's silhouette visible and Luhan screams.
SCREAMS.
And then he rocks the floor like it was his own catwalk with so much finesse and then everything goes silent as Luhan closes the door.
Kyungsoo swears he can hear a leaking fire hydrant in there.
As he dries himself off and puts on his best clothes, he looks to the old, red wall clock and smiles at the time.
"3:30. Perfect. 3 hours and 30 minutes before Jongin gets here."
He grins stupidly and then reaches out for his phone on the nightstand, surprised to see 5 texts and counting.
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I'm so excited.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:28 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I just can't hide it.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:29 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I can't wait for our date, babe.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:29 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
I.. literally can't wait. I'm flipping tables here.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:30 PM
From: Sexy ass bastard Jongin
Wait that wasn't a table. That was Minseok hyung.
xx/xx/xxxx/ ; 3:35 PM
--------
That evening, Kyungsoo has stumbled upon yet another discovery. One which has shaken all of humanity and all common sense residing in his body, complete with owl eyes and all.
It was entirely odd for him. Too odd. And the notion of Luhan not being to attend a single concert in his life was preposterous. He was a social butterfly. He parties, he drinks, he does sleepovers with strangers he meets at the bar in which he miraculously stays a virgin... a fact not many people know, and constantly makes lots of friends.
How come he was not able to go to at least one concert? Kyungsoo was baffled.
"Lu Sylvester Eloise Han. You are coming with me to the concert."
"The hell. Kyungsoo. You know that's not my real name."
"Your birth certificate says otherwise."
"I told you that was a fucking typo!"
"Yeah and my name is Do Kyungsoo."
"It is."
"Not the point. I've already called Jongin and set us up on a double date with Chanyeol and you're concert-virginness shall be no more after tonight."
Luhan ponders silently on the situation, brows furrowed and fingers stroking his imaginary beard, Kyungsoo stroking it along with him.
"I do want to go to a concert... and Chanyeol. That kid, Jongin's best friend who's tall has sexy arms and is totally obsessing over you?"
They sit in silence together for a few minutes, resorting to stroking Luhan's imaginary beard, because damn Kyungsoo didn't know that his freshly-boyfriended boyfriend's bestfriend was head over heels for him.
"Hot damn, I'm getting them sexy guys today."
Luhan hits him with the table lamp. Cause why not. YOLO. "Where are you even gonna get the extra tickets."
"They sell tickets there since it's an open area but it'll probably take longer since it's an open field and you'd have to fall in line, but you'll be able to get one on your own right?"
"And why would you think that?"
"Cause God made man... and everything else came from China."
"BLASPHEMY!"
-------
It was already wild and pumped up in the concert grounds when Luhan and Kyungsoo got there. Jongin and Chanyeol were waiting with all too wide smiles that
looked like it'd break their faces and Luhan was there watching everything unfold in front of him like a Spanish telenovela with bad dubbing.
Except Jongin's attempt to woo his boyfriend with his terrible English was ten times worse because "I rove you,do you rove me too? Ya nam sayin'"
was pulled out straight from hell. Chanyeol was the same, although he had better English, stealing his best friend's boyfriend right in front of him was just as bad.
The rest of the night was spent with a match of Tug Of War with Kyungsoo as the rope.
Luhan decides that if he ever goes to a concert, he'd make sure he'd like the bands first because those EXO kids at the stage wasn't at all impressing to him, and now he was bored.
And when he was bored, Luhan starts to narrate.
"And evil takes a human form in Regina George. Don't be fooled because she may seem like your typical selfish, back-stabbing slut faced ho-bag, but in reality, she's so much more than that."
A dialogue which bears no relevance to whatever's happening to stuff around him. He just.. really, really likes Mean Girls.
But then, there was a light tap on his shoulder from behind him, before he could utter more obscene words from the immortal movie, he stops and turns to a faceful of toned chest and 6 foot 2.
And just like that, he was gone in the crowd.
After an intense, no shame making out with Jongin and an occasional kiss-stealing from Chanyeol, Kyungsoo notices his best friend missing from his line of vision.
The concert was just about to end and the people have not lessened. He fears that since it was his first concert, he should have been with him so they could enjoy it together.
But Jongin - and Chanyeol - were to much of a distraction. So he looks around the mass of bodies moving all around, he stands on the tip of his toes, eyes scouring for a tuft of blonde hair floating about the grounds.
No sign of Luhan anywhere. Kyungsoo sighs and feels a little guilty, thinking that Luhan might have gone sour on him and walked out.
He subtly leans against Jongin and pouts pathetically, the latter hugging him and Kyungsoo slides his hands down the other's backside as he fakes his sobs and strokes the other's butt.
If he wasn't going to get his friend back, he'll just convince Jongin for some consolation sex.
"Eep!~"
Kyungsoo squeaks. Chanyeol was doing the same to him now. But he wasn't too subtle about squeezing and rubbing his ass.
Jongin glares at him and Chanyeol engages with him in a glaring deadlock, before once again, Kyungsoo was subject to another Tug of War a la Kyungsoo.
"You're still at it? Kyungsoo, you masochist freak. You're enjoying the pain, aren't you?" Luhan's voice breaks them all out from their little game and then they turn to his tall companion.
Freakishly tall and handsome. Looks like Luhan was out catching the good fish.
Kyungsoo launched himself at his best friend, arms and legs and everything Kyungsoo all over the older man. "Oh my goodness, Luhan. I thought you got mad at me for just letting you rot like the rotting old cheese you are."
"Your .. sort of apology sucks. Anyway, I was out with him. We were...."
"I swear, if you took off your clothes and touched each other, you'd have chlamydia and die."
The stranger that Luhan was with had widened his eyes significantly because, 1. He didn't know what chlamydia was and 2. He was making of Kyungsoo's eyes.
"No.. not yet. We promised we'd stay virgins until 6:30 in the evening tomorrow and yeah."
Kyungsoo stares at them just because. They were like the perfect yaoi couple. Like the ones he reads in his yaoi mangas on his yaoi bedsheets on his yaoi bed.
Luhan was shorter and gorgeous and the guy was...
"So you're Luhan's friend right? Hi, I'm Kyungsoo, would you mind if I get in your pants right now?"
There was not a desire stronger that moment than to have a bus run over Kyungsoo that moment. He'd push the hell out of him.
But then again, there were no buses on the concert field and so he decides to just push him down the ground with all of his strength.
"Kyungwhore!"
"Luwhore!"
"FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!"
A circle of people started betting on them and they were the next event up after the concert, so it seems.
"WAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT. I'm tired and I need to get laid so all of you should shoo away and gimme that money." Luhan shouts and steals 25 bucks from a 15 year old nearby.
"Wanna get some soda?" Kyungsoo asks, standing up with the help of Jongin and Chanyeol and he pulls Luhan up with him.
Luhan cracks a small, teasing grin and laces fingers with the tall stranger, pecking his cheek.
"Ask Ben Ben."