When Winter Comes. (Third part)
Title: When Winter Comes. (Third Part)
Pairing: Kyumin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, AU, Romance.
Summary: "Everybody in this world is as cold as me. But they have someone to share this coldness. But me..."
N/A: Well, this is a story that someone on tumblr made a request, cuz I said I was really in need of some good plot to write, so, thank you so much for the idea bunnyholicelf.
When Winter Comes (Third Part)
I could see his eyes widening in pure amazement when he saw my place.
I smirked.
We didn’t even enter in the amazing and well built building and he was this way.
This would be easier than I thought.
- Do… Do you live here? - he asked, almost inaudible for my ears. SungMin was pressing my coat tight, trying to stop the cold.
- Yes.
- Are you rich? - I rolled my eyes. We were walking side by side. It was kind of a long walk to the entrance hall.
- Yes.
He stopped for a second. Only for a mere second.
- Why did you invite me here? You don’t even know me. - he was serious this time, I could sense this in his tone. He was… Concerned?
- Hey, I just brought you here because I saw you were cold and I wanted to help.
- But why? It doesn’t make sense! - he barely screamed.
- Listen here. - I stopped walking and held his arm to turn to face me. - I really just wanted to help, but if you don’t want this, go ahead, the door is there. - I pointed the door left behind and frowned.
SungMin closed his eyes and looked at the floor.
With all this conversation, we arrived at the elevators and I just pushed the button, saying nothing more.
I took a glance at him and saw his sad face. He looked more hurt than I expected him to be.
I didn’t want to hurt him. I just… I’m just this way, and something about him called my attention. But I just can’t split the real reason to bring him here.
I just thought that, maybe, he could be the fire to warm myself. And saying this to him would just make things more complicated.
The elevator finally arrived and we steeped in, I push the 13th button, making the door close with my act.
- Sorry. - I finally said, even though not looking at the boy by my side - I didn’t want to hurt you this way.
- It’s nothing. - he wasn’t looking at me either. - I just was surprised. Nobody ever did this for me, so I just-
- Thought I was some criminal? - Me, Cho KyuHyun, trying to light up the mood. Gosh, I really saw something in him.
He, again, widened his eyes. - No, no, KyuHyun.
- Call me Kyu. - and then our eyes met. And I felt the fire I was looking for.
- Kyu… It’s not it. It’s just… - he took a time to breath. - It’s not normal for a guy like you be so nice to people. - he looked down again. - Mainly someone like me.
I got confuse with his last statement, but I let it pass because we had arrived to the floor.
We both got out of the elevator and I took the lead, walking to the only door in the 13th floor.
And there he was, astonished again with all the things he was seeing. SungMin was gaping, literally, I mean.
The big entrance room and all the white walls that composed the huge apartment, all the dark wood furniture and the big TV close to the big window. The fluff carpet covering the shine floor. Everything made that amazing guy be mesmerized.
- You… It’s… Wow! - I laugh. A real laugh and I liked it. He was making me feel good, better I mean, each second he was by my side.
- You liked it? - I didn’t know why to ask this, but I wanted to know his answer, my heart wanted to know it.
- Yes!! It’s, huge and… warm. - Warm? I thought that empty apartment so cold and so alone.
- It’s because you are here. - And I said it! Out loud! Not only in my mind. I felt the hot color invade my face and put a red mark on my cheeks. I looked down, feeling embarrassed.
- Do you think so? - he sure was shy too, even with the dim light that the room had, I could see the pink blush cover his cute face.
- Yes. - I looked up. We was some inches closer, which made my heart beat faster than it was before. I was alive, at last.
I smiled, for the nth time that day.
- So, do you want something to drink? - changing the subject is a good thing to light up the mood. It wasn’t heavy… The mood was warm. Hot, indeed.
But not now.
He cleaned his throat and smiled back to me. - Hm, I’d like a glass of water.
- Water? I have some beverages. - I mocked, going straight to the bar I had in the corner of my dining room. - What about wine?
- Wine? - he sat on the sofa and took my coat of. - I don’t know much about it, and… - he scratched his neck, smiling embarrassed - I never drank it.
- So, you’re gonna have your first time with me. - SungMin widened his eyes and coughed, blushing really hard. - What? - Just after repass in my mind what I said it sinked in. - Oh! No… I mean. About the wine. It was about the wine. - I was shaking my hands frenetically trying to explain myself.
And then a squeaky and loud laugh started.
I just turned back and chose a bottle of wine, coming back to the sofa where he was.
- Stopped laughing about me? - I said, pouring some of the red liquid in some wine glasses.
- Sorry, Kyu. You had to see your face. It was red and… - the scandalous laugh started again. - Sorry.
- No, no problem. - let’s get even. Go go, Kyu! - It’s just you seemed so embarrassed about having your first time with me, that I had to clarify the things up. - his laugh was fading.
I gave him his glass. Our fingers brushed. I couldn’t let it pass clean.
- I was caught by surprise with your statement, sure. - he sipped his wine, not before look at me with those foxy eyes. - But I want to have my first time with you. - SungMin sat more relaxed on the sofa, making himself home. - I’m talking about the wine, of course.
I bit my lips. I need to hold those smiles that wanted to appear attached on my face.
This would be an amazing and warm night. A night I didn’t have in a while.
We almost finished the bottle, just a small quantity was in the glass. I have a great alcohol tolerance so I was not drunk at all and could handle at least one more bottle of wine.
But SungMin? He didn’t even drink much and was really high.
And that was good.
We were sat really close now, after some talk and know each other a little more I could say that I knew somethings about the guy, and everything I heard made me happy.
He lived near my home and had a brother, whose live with him. He worked as a barista in the café near his house and didn’t earn much. He could pay his bills and handle his house and young brother with it, but he couldn’t do what he wanted the most. He wanted to go to college, try to do something to improve his miserable life.
And I told him about my life too, and he was always astonished about the amount of money I had, and the life I had so far. And every time I told him I wasn’t happy about it, he gave me that high laugh and slapped my arm, saying how much of a jerk I was.
Probably it was the effects of the wine.
- So, how was your first time? - I asked after some tour about my apartment. Of course I had my arms all around his waist. He couldn’t be stand by himself. - Did you like it?
- It was… strange in the beginning but I liked more as the time pass by. - he answered me, laughing. He was laughing too much. Damn wine.
We entered in my room and I closed the door. With the noise he turned back and looked at me, with a lost puppy expression.
- Why did you close the door?
- Habit.
With this, he sat in my bed, laying down slowly.
- I’m tired. - he sighed. - And I’m drunk too. - he stated with one more laugh, not so loud this time. Maybe the effect was not so strong anymore.
I took my shoes of and went to the empty space beside the boy. What could we do now?
- What about watching a movie? - we were both facing each other, our bodies were really close, but not yet touching. He bit his lips, pretending to be thinking about my question. Such a tease.
- What about me having another first time with you?
Hey, sorry again. But I had to travel in the beginning of January and I wasn't in the mood to write. But here I am and yes. Hope you all like it.
I'm enjoying my time writing this. :D
Pairing: Kyumin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Yaoi, AU, Romance.
Summary: "Everybody in this world is as cold as me. But they have someone to share this coldness. But me..."
N/A: Well, this is a story that someone on tumblr made a request, cuz I said I was really in need of some good plot to write, so, thank you so much for the idea bunnyholicelf.
When Winter Comes (Third Part)
I could see his eyes widening in pure amazement when he saw my place.
I smirked.
We didn’t even enter in the amazing and well built building and he was this way.
This would be easier than I thought.
- Do… Do you live here? - he asked, almost inaudible for my ears. SungMin was pressing my coat tight, trying to stop the cold.
- Yes.
- Are you rich? - I rolled my eyes. We were walking side by side. It was kind of a long walk to the entrance hall.
- Yes.
He stopped for a second. Only for a mere second.
- Why did you invite me here? You don’t even know me. - he was serious this time, I could sense this in his tone. He was… Concerned?
- Hey, I just brought you here because I saw you were cold and I wanted to help.
- But why? It doesn’t make sense! - he barely screamed.
- Listen here. - I stopped walking and held his arm to turn to face me. - I really just wanted to help, but if you don’t want this, go ahead, the door is there. - I pointed the door left behind and frowned.
SungMin closed his eyes and looked at the floor.
With all this conversation, we arrived at the elevators and I just pushed the button, saying nothing more.
I took a glance at him and saw his sad face. He looked more hurt than I expected him to be.
I didn’t want to hurt him. I just… I’m just this way, and something about him called my attention. But I just can’t split the real reason to bring him here.
I just thought that, maybe, he could be the fire to warm myself. And saying this to him would just make things more complicated.
The elevator finally arrived and we steeped in, I push the 13th button, making the door close with my act.
- Sorry. - I finally said, even though not looking at the boy by my side - I didn’t want to hurt you this way.
- It’s nothing. - he wasn’t looking at me either. - I just was surprised. Nobody ever did this for me, so I just-
- Thought I was some criminal? - Me, Cho KyuHyun, trying to light up the mood. Gosh, I really saw something in him.
He, again, widened his eyes. - No, no, KyuHyun.
- Call me Kyu. - and then our eyes met. And I felt the fire I was looking for.
- Kyu… It’s not it. It’s just… - he took a time to breath. - It’s not normal for a guy like you be so nice to people. - he looked down again. - Mainly someone like me.
I got confuse with his last statement, but I let it pass because we had arrived to the floor.
We both got out of the elevator and I took the lead, walking to the only door in the 13th floor.
And there he was, astonished again with all the things he was seeing. SungMin was gaping, literally, I mean.
The big entrance room and all the white walls that composed the huge apartment, all the dark wood furniture and the big TV close to the big window. The fluff carpet covering the shine floor. Everything made that amazing guy be mesmerized.
- You… It’s… Wow! - I laugh. A real laugh and I liked it. He was making me feel good, better I mean, each second he was by my side.
- You liked it? - I didn’t know why to ask this, but I wanted to know his answer, my heart wanted to know it.
- Yes!! It’s, huge and… warm. - Warm? I thought that empty apartment so cold and so alone.
- It’s because you are here. - And I said it! Out loud! Not only in my mind. I felt the hot color invade my face and put a red mark on my cheeks. I looked down, feeling embarrassed.
- Do you think so? - he sure was shy too, even with the dim light that the room had, I could see the pink blush cover his cute face.
- Yes. - I looked up. We was some inches closer, which made my heart beat faster than it was before. I was alive, at last.
I smiled, for the nth time that day.
- So, do you want something to drink? - changing the subject is a good thing to light up the mood. It wasn’t heavy… The mood was warm. Hot, indeed.
But not now.
He cleaned his throat and smiled back to me. - Hm, I’d like a glass of water.
- Water? I have some beverages. - I mocked, going straight to the bar I had in the corner of my dining room. - What about wine?
- Wine? - he sat on the sofa and took my coat of. - I don’t know much about it, and… - he scratched his neck, smiling embarrassed - I never drank it.
- So, you’re gonna have your first time with me. - SungMin widened his eyes and coughed, blushing really hard. - What? - Just after repass in my mind what I said it sinked in. - Oh! No… I mean. About the wine. It was about the wine. - I was shaking my hands frenetically trying to explain myself.
And then a squeaky and loud laugh started.
I just turned back and chose a bottle of wine, coming back to the sofa where he was.
- Stopped laughing about me? - I said, pouring some of the red liquid in some wine glasses.
- Sorry, Kyu. You had to see your face. It was red and… - the scandalous laugh started again. - Sorry.
- No, no problem. - let’s get even. Go go, Kyu! - It’s just you seemed so embarrassed about having your first time with me, that I had to clarify the things up. - his laugh was fading.
I gave him his glass. Our fingers brushed. I couldn’t let it pass clean.
- I was caught by surprise with your statement, sure. - he sipped his wine, not before look at me with those foxy eyes. - But I want to have my first time with you. - SungMin sat more relaxed on the sofa, making himself home. - I’m talking about the wine, of course.
I bit my lips. I need to hold those smiles that wanted to appear attached on my face.
This would be an amazing and warm night. A night I didn’t have in a while.
We almost finished the bottle, just a small quantity was in the glass. I have a great alcohol tolerance so I was not drunk at all and could handle at least one more bottle of wine.
But SungMin? He didn’t even drink much and was really high.
And that was good.
We were sat really close now, after some talk and know each other a little more I could say that I knew somethings about the guy, and everything I heard made me happy.
He lived near my home and had a brother, whose live with him. He worked as a barista in the café near his house and didn’t earn much. He could pay his bills and handle his house and young brother with it, but he couldn’t do what he wanted the most. He wanted to go to college, try to do something to improve his miserable life.
And I told him about my life too, and he was always astonished about the amount of money I had, and the life I had so far. And every time I told him I wasn’t happy about it, he gave me that high laugh and slapped my arm, saying how much of a jerk I was.
Probably it was the effects of the wine.
- So, how was your first time? - I asked after some tour about my apartment. Of course I had my arms all around his waist. He couldn’t be stand by himself. - Did you like it?
- It was… strange in the beginning but I liked more as the time pass by. - he answered me, laughing. He was laughing too much. Damn wine.
We entered in my room and I closed the door. With the noise he turned back and looked at me, with a lost puppy expression.
- Why did you close the door?
- Habit.
With this, he sat in my bed, laying down slowly.
- I’m tired. - he sighed. - And I’m drunk too. - he stated with one more laugh, not so loud this time. Maybe the effect was not so strong anymore.
I took my shoes of and went to the empty space beside the boy. What could we do now?
- What about watching a movie? - we were both facing each other, our bodies were really close, but not yet touching. He bit his lips, pretending to be thinking about my question. Such a tease.
- What about me having another first time with you?
Hey, sorry again. But I had to travel in the beginning of January and I wasn't in the mood to write. But here I am and yes. Hope you all like it.
I'm enjoying my time writing this. :D