Soft Confessions
Kangin gazed down over the back of the boy beneath him, his soft skin like butter between his fingers. ”You said you wanted a massage, so stop complaining.” he snidely remarked, silencing his hyung. Leeteuk was faced, stomach down on the bed with Kangin sitting on top of him so resistance was futile, no matter what he'd think of. ”I know, but I didn't want to get my neck broken.” Leeteuk shot back, resting his head in his arms so he could glance back up at the younger one on top of him.
He heard a scoff before he felt Kangin's strong but gentle hands slowly making their way around his back, each touch sending shivers down his spine unknowingly. There was silence between them for a moment; Leeteuk's protests had died away as the motions became steady and pleasant, instead of unsure and rough. Kangin on the other hand, was concentrating to his fullest, holding back his strength so as to not hurt the boy between his legs.
”Sorry...” he finally murmured, his eyes slightly downcast as his motions stopped. Leeteuk glanced over his shoulder and saw the expression on his love's face, smiling quietly. ”Don't be sorry. I was being too sensitive. Continue please?”
A very small smile formed on Kangin's lips as his eyes lit up at Leeteuk's words, instantly reassuring him in his actions. Nodding, he continued his massage, rubbing his leader's tense muscles in his back. The last couple of weeks had been hard on all of them, but especially Teukie, seeing as he had been around, MCing, doing performances, doing his radio show with Eunhyuk and all around stressing twenty-four seven.
”Ugh, man, this is exactly what I needed.” Leeteuk murmured against the pillow he'd put under his head, his facial expression blissful. Kangin laughed. ”You need to slow down sometimes, Teuk ah. If you wear yourself out like this so much, you're gonna collapse.” The young singer didn't realize the tone of worry that had followed his words, but Leeteuk had definitely picked up on it.
”I think I'm good now Kangin ah, you can get off.” Slightly confused by his leader's words, Kangin got off him and sat down on the bed with his back against the wall. He watched the older one sit up and rub his neck, cracking his muscles here and there to get them back into place after the treatment they'd received.
Leeteuk grabbed his white shirt from the floor and was slowly buttoning it up when he suddenly heard Kangin's baritone voice, softly whispering - no, singing, ”I don't want us to separate, ever~”
The Angel gazed over at his dongsaeng quietly, his eyes closing while he parted his lips, ”Even a little smile from you, brings me happiness~”
Kangin looked up, surprised as his hyung continued the song from his part, not realizing he'd sung it loud enough for him to hear. A small blush rose to the young one's cheeks as his gaze locked with Leeteuk's. The sight of him, half naked with an unbuttoned shirt that revealed his chest and the silver chain that hung around his neck was more than he could bear. Aish, why're you doing this to me? He thought to himself, finding that he couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful boy in front of him.
The singer felt his will power leaving him as Leeteuk steadily came closer, not breaking their eyecontact once. It was as if he was frozen to his spot on the bed, his heart racing within his chest. ”T-Teukie... what are you...?”
A finger to his lips silenced him. Gently, the Angel crawled onto his love's lap, his hands resting at Kangin's strong chest before he uttered a soft request, ”I want you to call me Jungsu...” Gazing over the timid Angel in front of him, a small blush having risen to his cheeks, Kangin couldn't help but melt. He knew what kind of effect those puppy eyes of his had on him, and this time the roles had been switched around. Kangin was powerless.
”Jungsu...” He breathed out quietly, a smile on his face as he reached out to touch the Angel's cheek with the back of his hand, gently stroking his thumb over his skin. A content sigh left Leeteuk's lips at the touch, his heart beating steadily within. ”You know...” he spoke quietly, opening his eyes again to gaze at Kangin's features. ”A smile from you, does bring me happiness.”
Before the younger one had time to utter a response, he felt a pair of soft, feathery lips upon his own. The soothing warmth that followed, instantly shed his mind for all thoughts as he stared at Leeteuk's face, his lips pressed against his own.
He'd stayed like that for a bit too long and Leeteuk was beginning to doubt his actions. Pulling back a bit, the Angel gazed at the stunned Kangin, recognizing that look of confusion on his face. Oh no... He was at a loss for words; saying anything now wouldn't make the situation better. Kangin slowly rose his hand up so his fingers were touching his lips where he had received the kiss. His eyes slid to Leeteuk who was blushing furiously and avoiding Kangin's gaze at all costs.
”I... I'm sorry...”
Biting down on his lip, the Angel got up from his position, buttoned up his shirt as fast as possible and headed for the door, all the meanwhile thinking, Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!
Just as he reached the doorknob, he felt himself being pulled backwards into a warm embrace that could only belong to one person. He held him tightly as if his life depended on it, his face buried in the crook of the Angel's neck. ”Don't go...” Kangin whispered softly into his ear, visibly making the Angel shiver.
Leeteuk folded his arms over the pair of strong arms that belonged to his love and sighed, his heart aching. ”I shouldn't have done that... should I?”
He felt Kangin shaking his head against the nape of his neck in response and felt his hot breath against his skin, escaping his lips before he spoke, ”Probably not...” he tugged a bit on Leeteuk possessively, planting a soft kiss on the back of his Angel's neck and whispered, ”...but I don't care.”
And with that, Leeteuk was sold. He turned around in Kangin's arms and wrapped his own around the younger one's neck. ”But I do have a request...” Kangin murmured, resting his forehead quietly against his hyung's. Jungsu smiled, ”What's that?” Smiling, the young singer kissed his love's nose, ”I want you to call me Youngwoon.”
A soft laugh escaped Leeteuk's lips, his fingers gently roaming around in Ka-Youngwoon's dark hair. ”You got it.