#38 sehunsory {2/2}
(Part 2)
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Sehun is spending the weekend with Jongin to help pet sit Jongin’s three poodles and he couldn’t be any happier. Jongin’s parents went out into the countryside to visit family and clearly Jongin’s sister is busy with her baby. His other sister is quietly adjusting to LA, and Jongin jumped at the chance to take care of his children anyway.
The apartment is modest and he shares it with his cousin Jongdae, who is conveniently out at musical rehearsals.
It’s three hours into Super Smash Bros when Sehun’s eyes start drying out. He searches through the medicine cabinet in the bathroom for eye drops, but to no avail.
“Jongin, they’re not in here!” he calls out.
“They’re probably in my nightstand then! You can go in and get them!” Jongin yells back in reply, too comfortable laying in the living room to actually get up. Sehun slams the cabinet door harder than he intends.
Sehun has been to the apartment before for study-turned-gaming sessions, but he’s never been inside Jongin’s bedroom - they always fall asleep on the couch or living room floor. He really has no idea what to expect, though for two college guys Jongdae and Jongin are actually pretty tidy.
To Sehun’s surprise Jongin has already set up blankets and a sleeping pad for Sehun on the floor next to the bed. The room is neat, with Gundam figurines and picture frames displayed on some shelves. There are a few dance trophies here and there too, and even the desk is tidily cleared off.
Everything just smells like Jongin. Warm and clean and just... very Jongin. Sehun’s eyes scan the room some more before settling on the bedside table. He pads over and gingerly opens the drawer, revealing a little bit of a mess. Sehun digs through some cords, earbuds, and other assorted things before his hands grasp at a small bottle.
It’s definitely not eye drops. It’s definitely...lube.
Sehun’s cheeks start to burn. If he blushes any more his cheeks might tan his face.
“Did you find it?” Jongin asks. Sehun stutters a negative as he tries to regain his composure and definitely not think about having sex with Jongin. That is a no-no. No. No.
Sehun throws the lube back in the drawer and rummages around until he finds what he was actually looking for. He takes a few minutes to compose himself before stepping back out into the living room.
As he heads out he spots something familiar emanating from the desk drawer. Sehun opens the drawer to find another bottle, but it’s not lube (thank god). It’s the cologne that his secret admirer uses on his letters.
Everything is happening too fast and Sehun feels slightly dizzy. It couldn’t possibly be Jongin...could it? The smells are the same, but Sehun knows better than to believe in mere coincidences. Even if it was...Jongin doesn’t know everything about him. He doesn’t know the thing that makes Sehun so different from everyone else. If Sehun brought up the letters now, he would have to explain himself to Jongin, and he’s not sure if he’s ready to confront Jongin yet. Though it’s more like Sehun’s not ready to be rejected again.
Sehun detours to the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face before returning to the 36th round of Smash Bros. Jongin is in the same position he was in when Sehun left him, splayed out on the floor with Jjangu licking his face. Jongin is so cute.
A while later, his eyes start getting dry again. He absentmindedly rubs them in between games, until his contact finally falls out. Jongin helps him look for it and is surprised to find out it’s a colored contact. He looks up at Sehun and Sehun sees he’s clearly taken aback by what he sees. Sehun has a single blue eye.
This was definitely not supposed to happen. Sehun quickly grabs the contact and runs to the bathroom. He cleans up and puts his contact back in before plopping down on the toilet, worrying over what to do next. Of course when things are going fine, the universe decides to ruin it; fate is cruel.
Sehun is rubbing his palms against his thighs when a knock at the door jolts his movements to a stop. “Sehun?” Jongin’s calls out softly. “Are you okay?”
Sehun replies with a noncommittal noise. “I just wanted to apologize. I’m sorry I freaked out. I was just surprised by it, but it doesn’t change the fact that you’re one of my best friends, Sehun.” Sehun’s breath hitches and he can feel his chest getting warm again. One of his best friends. Nothing has to change if Sehun doesn’t want it to. Jongin is giving him what he wants. Jongin is literally a dream come true for Sehun and Sehun isn’t sure if he can stop from falling into love’s depths if Jongin continues to be like this.
“Come back out and we can get back to our game, yeah? You’re still losing to me.” There’s a teasing smile at the last sentence - Sehun can hear it in his voice through the door.
“I’m not losing. I’m just off my game today. I’m tired.” Sehun pouts and Jongin chuckles.
`“Well if you beat me two out of three I’ll give up the bed tonight.” It’d be better if we shared it.
“You have a deal,” Sehun rises from the toilet and tentatively opens the door. Jongin’s hair is slightly ruffled, with bits of dog hair mixed in. He smells like wet dog from Jjangu and Monggu licking the crap out of him, and he has the sweetest smile on his face. If Sehun had the ability to physically melt, he would be a puddle on the floor right now.
Suffice to say Sehun does not best Jongin at Super Smash Bros and he is currently lying on the floor next to Jongin’s bed, but that’s 100% okay with him because Jongin is staring down at him from his bed with the most loving eyes he’s ever been under the gaze of in his entire life. Sehun once jokingly said that the day Jongin looks at someone like he does at his dogs is the day he’s found love. Sehun doesn’t want to overthink it, but Jongin’s eyes are just so warm it makes Sehun’s stomach turn into mush and his heart seize when he glances back.
Sehun stares up at the ceiling, picking out patterns from the drywall and letting his mind wander. When they crawl into bed Sehun remembers the bottles he found. He tries not to think about the lube much because it would be incredibly embarrassing to pop a boner in front of Jongin, so he concentrates on the possibility of Jongin writing all those letters to him.
The possibility makes sense though: the smells match up, Jongin would know about his dancing, and they have mutual friends that have no problem encouraging their relationship. The letters have died down, too. Maybe Jongin felt like he didn’t need to write them anymore when Sehun was right in front of him almost all the time.
Maybe Sehun should just ask, but that takes so much effort and maybe Jongin would think he’s crazy. Yet Jongin is right there and he could settle this one question once and for all. Maybe if it turned out to not be Jongin, Sehun could move on from this secret admirer and put his heart into getting Jongin to look at him. Okay, this is it, Sehun decides.
Sehun licks his lips and glances at Jongin, who is barely hanging on to the side of the bed, leg and arms dangling precariously. His heart is beating wildly against his ribcage and he’s so glad it’s dark because it would be ridiculously embarrassing if Jongin saw how pink in the face Sehun was right now. He gathers all of the courage he has into the pit of his stomach and finally lets it out, “Are you my secret admirer?”
There’s suddenly a rustle followed by a loud thump. Jongin groans in pain after landing onto the floor. Sehun turns to stare at the lump of boy on the floor next to him. It was a bigger reaction than he was expecting. Jongin m
akes no motion to get up. “How did you know?” he asks, face smooshed into the floor.
Now it’s Sehun’s turn to flounder for an answer. He has so much to lose with Jongin, but he would have to find out eventually and Sehun has learned that it’s better to reveal his secret sooner rather than later. If someone doesn’t understand Sehun then they’re not meant to be in his life, Luhan and Chanyeol always say. Sehun reasons that it’s better to find out where Jongin is supposed to be in his life now, instead of further down the line when he’s completely fallen (though who’s to say Sehun hasn’t already completely fallen).
Sehun sighs and sits up, curling up with knees pressed to his chest. Jongin feels him move and sits up as well. “There’s something you need to know about me. It doesn’t make any sense and it sounds super crazy, but that’s why it’s a secret.”
“I won’t tell anyone, I promise.” Jongin replies, earnest and concerned. Sehun remains silent, trying to clear the lump in his throat.
This secret doesn’t get any easier to tell as time passes. His voice doesn’t get any louder than a whisper. “I can...sort of...see…smells.”
Jongin’s face starts to emote, but he pulls it back to something more neutral in case he upsets Sehun again. “Have you always been able to do that?”
“No. It just appeared after I had an accident as a kid. That’s also how I got the blue eye. I was riding bikes with my brother and his friends, and--”
“Wait, you don’t have to tell me if it upsets you. I’m okay with not knowing if it makes you uncomfortable. It’s okay, Sehun.”
Sehun wants to cry. He expected some sort of reaction, but not this. Jongin is really too sweet and too good and too wonderful. “It’s okay. I want to tell you because I like you.” Sehun smiles. He leans back on his hands and one of them overlaps with Jongin’s, though neither of them make any attempt to move.
Jongin remains silent and a little rigid. Sehun wants to laugh at how silly Jongin looks with this intense serious look on his face, but that’s probably a little mean when Jongin is doing so much to understand Sehun.
He takes a few moments to collect himself before starting. “I was seven and my brother was twelve. He was in that middle school phase where he wanted to be cool and leave his deadweight little brother behind because siblings are lame. I was riding bikes with him and his friends and they thought it would be fun to leave me behind. They took off down this hill, but I was hesitant to follow. Of course I followed anyway because I was seven and wanted to be like my big brother. So I sped down the hill and at some point I was going too fast and lost control. I couldn’t stop at the bottom of the hill and a car going by didn’t see me... and I got hit.” Sehun looked down, uneasy about meeting Jongin’s eyes. His heart is beating rapidly and he’s not sure what to do next.
He feels Jongin’s hand underneath his wiggle free, but then come to lay on top of his, squeezing lightly. Sehun is so touched he feels tears brimming in his eyes. He takes a deep breath before continuing. “I woke up in the hospital and that’s when I found out I had this magical blue eye that let me see smells. I saw everything you smelled like and your cologne smelled like the letters, so that’s how I thought it was you.”
“Are you okay, though?”
“Mmhm. I’m all healed, but my brother still treats me like I’m fragile. Everything has been different between us since.”
“You’re not fragile, but he should’ve been better towards you.” Jongin presses.
“I’ve forgiven him a long time ago, Jongin.”
“Okay.” he concedes. “Is there anything else you want to tell me?”
“I guess? Earlier when I kinda flipped out... it’s because I have a hard time showing that part of me. I was bullied up until high school, when I had to change schools and started wearing contacts to hide it.”
“Kids can be really shitty. I’m sorry.” Jongin answers, voice hardened.
“I’ve gotten used to it.” Sehun shrugs, acting more desensitized to bullying than he actually is.
“That’s not something you should’ve had to get used to, Sehun-ah.” Jongin interjects, clearly upset by the turn of events.
“It is what it is, and it’s not like it matters anymore because now I have real friends. I have you.” Sehun tucks his chin into his chest and blushes at how cheesy that sounded.
“Yeah, you do.” Jongin is glad that Sehun isn’t looking at him so he can’t see the flush on his cheeks, though he thinks Sehun’s pink face is adorable. They sit silently, hands still together, until Jongin interrupts the quiet.
“So...do you wanna show me how your magical powers work?”
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This method usually works. It worked in no time at all with Chanyeol, though Chanyeol is probably part dog and therefore easily trusting.
Jongin is currently hiding a piece of gum in his left hand. How easy, Sehun smirks. “Left.” Jongin’s eyes go wide and he opens his palms. “Try again.” Sehun encourages, before covering his eyes again.
When he opens his eyes again, Jongin has a triumphant look on his face. Sehun taps his chin a couple times before pointing to his mouth. Jongin furrows his brows and sticks his tongue out, revealing the piece of gum.
Jongin finally concedes that Sehun is indeed more special than he already thought he was. “Okay. Okay, I believe you. Now can we go to bed?” Sehun laughs at the evident sleepiness in Jongin’s eyes.
The makeshift bed on the floor is left bare as both boys tuck themselves into Jongin’s bed. Jongin may be the smaller one of the two, but holding Sehun against him feels absolutely perfect and Sehun just really loves being held. Jongin’s nose is pressing against Sehun’s neck and he can feel the goosebumps rising every time Jongin takes a breath.
Sehun is now painfully aware of every body movement and function, and Jongin’s hand around his waist is particularly distracting. “Sehun.”
“Hmm?” Sehun answers, not trusting himself to form words at the moment.
“What do I smell like to you?” Jongin asks.
“Lots of things.” he gulps and he can feel Jongin smile into his neck.
“Like?” Jongin’s fingers slowly make their way up Sehun’s stomach, splaying across soft skin and leaving more goosebumps in their wake.
“Depends.”
“On?” now Jongin is just being entirely too unfair and all sorts of distracting. Sehun’s tongue sweeps over his lips nervously.
“Sometimes you smell like the studio, other times like dogs from the vet office, and like coffee and chocolate after you work at your sister’s cafe.”
“What about right now?” Sehun looks down and he sees his own scent mixed with emanating off Jongin’s arm.
“Us.” Sehun breathes. He nervously watches Jongin’s hand travel further up his torso. Jongin hums in response as his fingertips brush over Sehun’s nipple. His voice catches in his throat and shivers in Jongin’s arms. Sehun can feel his stomach bubbling with heat and he is sure he’s blushing like mad. He's still hyper aware of his body, staying still so he doesn't do anything embarrassing, though it's not like it would matter much since Jongin would think it was adorable anyway.
Jongin takes it upon himself to pinch Sehun's pert nipple and Sehun squirms. He can feel Jongin's half hard cock against his ass and an even deeper blush creeps onto his cheeks. Everything is moving too fast and his head is spinning as if he was intoxicated just from being around Jongin.
"Wait." Sehun squeaks. Jongin immediately stops and sits up.
"Is everything okay? Did I do something?"
Sehun shakes his head and juts out his bottom lip. "You haven't even kissed me yet." Jongin laughs out loud at his petulance.
"Do you want me to kiss you?" Jongin asks. Sehun replies with a high-pitched whine, half flustered and very much aroused.
"Yes." And that is more than enough for Jongin to swoop in and capture Sehun's soft lips.
Sehun's hands fist the blankets as they kiss,soft and hesitant. It's gentle and warm and a little rough from Jongin's slightly chapped lips.
Sehun whimpers when he feels the wetness of Jongin's tongue swipe across his bottom lip. He parts his lips to let Jongin enter, tongues briefly meeting before he completely melts into Jongin’s embrace. Jongin holds Sehun as still as he can while Sehun lets his hands wander up and down Jongin’s taught back, fingers mapping each vertebra. When his hands disappear under Jongin’s shirt, he revels in how soft Jongin’s skin is and how all his muscles react to his feather-soft touches.
It’s Sehun’s turn to be a little bold so he stops kissing Jongin, but immediately mouths along Jongin’s jaw and nips at his earlobe before settling his lips on Jongin’s neck. Sehun has learned that this particular pulse point emits one of the strongest scents and he never wants to forget what Jongin smells like.Most of all he wants Jongin to smell of him, too.
He resurfaces for a breath of fresh air before pushing Jongin down onto the bed and straddling him. He returns to lavishing Jongin’s neck with not-so-gentle bites and purple bruises. Jongin’s breathing comes rougher and the delicious moans that escape his spit-slicked lips encourage Sehun even more.
He returns the favor from earlier, fingers pinching and twisting at Jongin’s nipples. Jongin leans into Sehun’s touch, their hips meeting and generating friction that sends shocks down their bodies, rocking both of them to their cores.
Sehun grinds his hips down even harder and Jongin groans, unsure if he can last for very long. His boxers feel slick and he’s pretty sure there’s an embarrassing wet patch on the front of his sweatpants, but it doesn’t look like Sehun minds, especially when he’s marking him and rocking against him with such enthusiasm.
After a particularly hard bite at Jongin’s nipples, Jongin rasps out Sehun’s name. “Wait, Sehun, wait.” Sehun immediately stops and leans back with a confused and slightly hurt expression. “Do you want to...uh…” he trails off. He feels like a naive high schooler, afraid to face Sehun even like this.
Sehun bites his puffy lips and looks thoughtfully at Jongin. His slightly hurt expression has faded, thankfully. As much as Sehun really likes Jongin, he remembers that he isn’t sure if he can be this intimate with someone yet. It’s always been easy to let things go, but each time things have gone this way Sehun feels used after.
Jongin’s eyes are soft when Sehun looks at him. He feels a lot less afraid, but he’s still nervous because this amazing guy is lying under him, shaking and ruined because of him. “Is-can we just do this...for now? I don’t know if I’m ready…” Sehun’s voice is raw. He bites his lip, almost expecting the worst.
“Yes, of course. When you’re ready. Tell me if anything isn’t okay.” Jongin quickly replies, letting out the breath he had been holding. Sehun feels his chest swell and attacks Jongin’s bright red lips again with a renewed fervor.
Jongin is okay with everything Sehun is and he can’t believe he is finally enough for someone. Whatever he gives Jongin, Jongin takes and cherishes and then gives him so much in return. Falling in love with someone has never felt so easy. It shouldn’t be this easy and it shouldn’t feel this quick, but maybe this is one of those mysterious ‘true loves’ books and movies always talk about.
They resume their previous positions, Sehun vigorously grinding against Jongin’s dick as Jongin swallows all of Sehun’s shameless moans and mewls. Jongin can’t keep his hands off Sehun, fingers always roaming and leaving goosebumps all over.
It’s too hot despite only being in shorts-shirts were long discarded-but the feeling is entirely too good--the feeling of Jongin’s cock hard and curved against his own. Every movement sends searing jolts of pleasure to every part of him. He easily lets his mind wander to how Jongin’s dick would feel in him, smooth rolls of his hips bringing the utmost pleasure.
Sehun comes up for air and is immediately satisfied with the marks he’s left all over Jongin’s chest, and even more satisfied seeing his own scent mixed in with Jongin’s. It’s all over him and it’s all over the sheets and the room is overwhelmingly them.
Jongin hasn’t stopped gazing at how beautifully pliant Sehun is in his hands. He imagines Sehun whining and begging for Jongin to fuck him faster, harder. Jongin comes first, abs tense and back bowed as Sehun sucks the breath out of him. Sehun soon follows when Jongin delivers a particularly hard bite to the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Sehun hopes the mark lasts for days.
Sehun slumps into Jongin’s arms completely spent and mind fuzzy with intense pleasure. They hold each other for a little while, reveling in the sparks that still zip through their veins to the ends of their fingertips. Sehun makes a motion to move and immediately groans, still sensitive dick twitching in his come stained sweatpants.
After Sehun rolls over and they catch their breaths, Jongin caresses Sehun in his arms for a little while, but the sticky feeling in his pants make him feel entirely too uncomfortable.
“Sehun-ah.” he only gets a sleepy mumble in return. He swats at Sehun’s arm to rouse the sleepy boy.
“We have to clean up.” more mumbling. “I’ll suck you off in the shower if you get up right now.” Jongin has never seen someone get out of bed so quickly before in his entire life. He laughs out loud and Sehun blushes all the way up to his ears.
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They fell asleep instantly after the shower last night completely spent and limbs wrapped around each other. What happened the night before was as natural as breathing, but waking up together is another story. The bed is entirely too small and now it’s Sehun’s turn to fall off the bed. That was not the way Sehun imagined waking up the morning after.
Jongin is still fast asleep, sprawled out in every which way. He may be graceful on the dance floor, but not so much when he’s asleep. Sehun rubs his bleary eyes and pads into the kitchen, belatedly realizing he’s not alone.
He’s been around Jongdae before. He’s a little handsy and has quite a mouth on him, but he’s nice. He doesn’t complain when Sehun eats his Fruit Loops and takes more than one popsicle. So Sehun isn’t worried about Jongdae, but what Sehun is confused about is Byun Baekhyun’s presence. His semi-naked, marked-up presence in the kitchen.
“Well good morning to you,” Baekhyun smirks, clearly unashamed about his current state of undress.
“What are you doing here?” Sehun stutters out.
The cocky look never leaves his face, “What does it look like I’m doing here?”
Jongdae cuts in before Sehun gets a chance to reply. “Other than being a general nuisance, he crashed here last night after musical practice.” there’s less bite in his tone than what his words imply.
“Ahh…” Sehun is unable to give a proper response and awkwardly runs a hand through his hair. It probably looks like crap since he fell asleep while his hair was still wet.
“Hi, Baekhyun,” Jongin finally appears, pulling a shirt on as he enters the kitchen. “What are you doing here?”
Baekhyun shrugs, “Luhan sexiled me again.” Jongin nods. Sehun realizes this happens more often than is normal. “But that’s okay since Jongdae took me in.” Baekhyun grins and attaches himself to Jongdae, who shakes his head.
“So did you kids have fun last night?” Jongdae asks. Sehun feels his heart fall into his stomach and his whole face flush. Jongin hiccups, but tries to hide it.
“Don’t tease them! You know they had fun. It sounded like fun. I told you we should’ve joined.” Sehun thinks he’s going to implode any second now. It was already bad enough waking up to Baekhyun, but apparently they heard everything last night. He’s frozen in place even though he wishes he could just melt into the floor.
“Okay, first of all that’s fucking gross because we’re related. Second of all, the only person willing to touch you is me.”
“So mean to me, Jongdae-ah,” Baekhyun pouts. Sehun is horrified in too many ways right now and finally excuses himself to hide.
Jongin walks into the room moments later. “Everything okay?” Sehun immediately pouts under his pile of blankets.
“I’m so embarrassed.” he mumbles. He can see Jongin smiling gently at him now. Jongin finds his head and pats it despite the blankets.
“Don’t be. It was good...right?” his voice trails off, a little unsure. His hand is still on Sehun’s head when Sehun nods. “Then let me do something embarrassing.” Jongin removes his hand and shuffles around the room. Sehun hears a drawer open and close.
“Sehun, look.” he sheepishly tugs the blanket off his head. Jongin is holding his cologne bottle in his hand and kneeling a little ways away from him. He starts spraying the cologne into the air. It takes a little time, but Sehun catches every word.
Will you go out with me?
It’s Jongin’s turn to blush, but he keeps looking at Sehun intently. His eyes are soft and a little afraid. Sehun feels like melting into the floor again, but he also feels like he’s floating. Jongin’s gesture is disgustingly romantic and perfect in every way. Jongin’s writing tugged at his heart from the very start.
Sehun watches the last of mist disappear and the scent settle in the air. He peeks his tongue out and swipes at his bottom lip. It tastes faintly of the cologne. His brain is muddled and he’s completely frozen. He wants to scream “Yes!” at the top of his lungs, but his voice gets caught in his throat.
Jongin continues to gaze at him, growing more unsure by the second. Sehun lets out a breath, finally running out of oxygen. He wills himself to reach for the bottle in Jongin’s hand and shakily spritzes out “Yes.”
Jongin lets out the breath that he’d been holding and slumps forward, clutching his chest. “Oh thank god. I was so scared there for a second.”
Sehun gives an apologetic smile, “Sorry. You just surprised me...even though I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for months.”
Jongin’s eyes grow wide. “Sorry it took me so long. I’m kind of shy,”
Sehun’s smile grows a little bigger, “Yeah, I know. You told me in the first letter you wrote to me.”
“You remember?” Jongin asks, genuinely surprised.
“Of course, and can I just say that I’m so happy it was you and not some psychotic stalker?”
Jongin laughs and Sehun’s stomach flips. Jongin is his. “I’m glad that it’s me, too.”
“Jongin, can I ask you something?”
“Yeah,”
“Why ‘Kai’?” Sehun had wondered that from the beginning, but clearly he never had the time since he was distracted.
“Oh um…” Sehun raises an eyebrow. “It’s a...uh...Beyblade character’s name…” Jongin’s ears turn pink and he shrinks a little in on himself.
Sehun nods thoughtfully, “So it’s like that Prince of Tennis stuff?” Jongin nods in return. “Show me it sometime.”
“Really?”
Sehun shrugs, “Yeah, why not? Prince of Tennis was good.”
“You know, it made Kyungsoo cry.” Jongin chuckles. Sehun doubles over laughing, “Oh my god you’re kidding! This is beautiful.”
“Don’t tell him I told you!”
“Okay, okay!” Sehun agrees, trying to catch his breath. Even though this is delicious information, Sehun enjoys Kyungsoo’s cooking too much to jeopardize their relationship.
Once Sehun collects himself, he looks up at Jongin from where he’s laying on the floor. “So now what?”
“I dunno,” Jongin joins Sehun on the floor. “What do you wanna do?”
Sehun looks up at the ceiling, deep in thought. “I wanna sleep, but like this.” Sehun then curls up into Jongin and tosses Jongin’s arm over his waist. Jongin chuckles at how utterly adorable Sehun is. “I think I can manage that.”
“Good.” Sehun says.
“Wait.” Jongin interjects. He then throws a leg over Sehun’s body and pulls Sehun even closer to him. “Okay, now we’re good.” Sehun can’t hide the smile on his face.
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