Complications 11/11
Title: Complications 11 (Final)
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung, minor Nichkhun/Victoria
Rating: PG-13?
Genre: Comedy/Romance
Disclaimer: I do not own any of them! I'm just borrowing their names for my own entertainment.
Summary: Nichkhun has a problem. He couldn't get hard.
A/N: What, I'm posting both chapters? :D Yeppers! It's short D: Anyways, the END! COuld be better I guess....but I don't like dragging out stories xD. This isn't suppose to be a novel! Warning: Grammar and spelling may be extremely horrible.... Anyways Enjoy~
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10
“Can you please leave?”
Wooyoung sat on the edge of his filled tub, glaring at Nichkhun, who decided to stand at his bathroom doorway.
“I’m dirty too.”
Wooyoung sighed. After the short, but turned long, party, everyone parted and went on there marry way, excluding one person who was bent on staying over.
Wooyoung groaned. “Nichkhun....”
“It’ll save water.”
“I don’t care. Just go home.”
“I live here now.”
“But I’ve never agreed. The landlord--”
“Loves me.”
Wooyoung frowned and stood up, walking over towards Nichkhun. He tried pushing him out of the doorway, but Nichkhun stood his ground.
“Come on. I won’t do anything. I’ll just take the cake out and get out.”
“Just because I accepted you back doesn’t mean--”
“I understand.” Nichkhun smiled and bent down, kissing Wooyoung on his cheeks.
Wooyoung rolled his eyes, blushing softly. He released Nichkhun. “Just get in. I’ll take one after you get out.”
Nichkhun pouted. “Come on.”
“Come on, nothing.”
Wooyoung pushed passed Nichkhun, heading out the bathroom, but Nichkhun grabbed his arm and tugged him back in. Nichkhun
quickly closed the door and placed his back again the door.
“Oh, look. We’re stuck in here together.”
Before Wooyoung could protest, Nichkhun picked him up and carried him over towards the tub. He got into the warm water and slowly sat down, clutching Wooyoung to his chest. Wooyoung swung around, trying to get out of his grasp, but Nichkhun held him tight.
“Ugh!” Wooyoung roared and crossed his arms, settling down between Nichkhun’s legs.
Nichkhun just chuckled and grabbed the body wash that was behind him. Wooyoung heard the pop of the cap.
“You can’t seriously try to bathe with clothes on?”
“I told you, I’m just getting the cake off and I’ll get out. I’ll take a better one in the morning.”
Wooyoung sighed and turned around, settling his legs over Nichkhun’s thighs. He took the body wash out of Nichkhun’s hand and placed it back in it’s original place. He glanced at Nichkhun once, before moving his hands towards his waist to grab at the end of Nichkhun’s shirt, lifting it up over Nichkhun’s head. Wooyoung threw the shirt outside of the tub, not minding his floor getting wet. Nichkhun didn’t say anything as his red-faced Wooyoung took his own shirt off, throwing it outside the tub. Nichkhun smiled to himself, loving that Wooyong was taking the initiative.
Wooyoung placed his hands in his lap, looking down shyly as he felt his face heat up a little more. He couldn’t even thing about, removing each other bottoms. It sort of brought back a memory in the past that he wasn’t to brave on remembering. His reason for wanting to remove their attire? It bugged him too much. Quit frankly, even swim trunks bugged him when they would go swimming. Wooyoung let out a sigh. He realized he was a pretty strange person.
Nichkhun smiled and cupped Wooyoung’s face with his hands, trapping him so that he could kiss his plump lips. Wooyoung froze from the kiss. He wasn't expecting the kiss, but he knew what was going to happen next if he let it continue. Did he wanted to have sex? He had craved for it longer than anyone would have ever thought, still, what he had craved for the longest from Nichkhun was not just sex, but his tender kisses and caresses that didn't have Victoria in the background. She was out of Nichkhun’s life and he was damn happy about it. Nichkhun was all his, everything from his head to his toes. Wooyoung chuckle a little to himself, returning Nichkhun’s kiss. He was a rotten man, but he didn’t care. Nichkhun smiled, being oblivious to what really was making him laugh.
He trailed his fingers down Wooyoung’s back. “What no resistance? I’m quit surprise.”
Wooyoung shooked his head. “You’re persistence can tire a person.”
“That just proves how much I love you.”
Nichkhun pulled one hand back up and rubbed a thumb on Wooyoung’s bottom lip. “So, are you going to tell me?”
Wooyoung tilted his head to the side. “I’m not sure I understand what you mean.”
“Tell me you love me.”
Wooyoung adverted his eyes. “I already mention it enough.”
Nichkhun let out a sigh, closed his eyes, and laid back, spreading his arms on the edge of the tub. “Not cute....”
Wooyoung looked at him with a soft smile, playing on his lips. He loved teasing this idiot of a man. He situated himself better in Nichkhun’s lap, putting his legs on the side of him. He reached over and grabbed the shampoo and popped the cap open. He squirted a descent amount in his hands and reached out to his target, spreading his soapy fingers in Nichkhun’s hair.
Nichkhun flinched a little from the sudden touch. “My hair is not even wet.”
Wooyoung smiled. “It’s fine, I’m just getting the cake out.”
Nichkhun scuffed and sat up, wrapping his arms around Wooyoung, kissing him again.
“Wa-Wait, I gotta get the soap out!”
“Fine." Nichkhun reluctantly leaned away from him and titled his head down near the water line.
Wooyoung was going to cup some water in his hands, but he changed his mind as an evil thought took over. He quickly placed his hands on Nichkhun’s head, shoving his face down into the water. Surprisingly, Nichkhun didn’t jump up like he had hoped. He let out a cute sigh and pouted to himself, rubbing the soap out of Nichkhun’s hair.
Once done, he tapped Nichkhun on the head, and he lifted up, with an all-knowing smile on his face. “You’re not cute.”
Nichkhun ran a hand in his hair, flipping it back out of his face. “Well, playing in the water isn’t my expertise. I 'm more familiar in bed. How about we finish up and go to bed?”
Wooyoung almost choked on his own spit. Nichkhun moves too fast. “I-I--Well....you--”
“Come on. You never did tell me, was I that bad when we first did it?”
Nichkhun reached out to touch Wooyoung’s face, making him stand up out of his reach. “It--It....”
Wooyoung bit his bottom lip. “I forgot.”
Nichkhun smile softly and stood up. He got out of the tub and hooked a finger in Wooyoung’s wet pants loop, pulling him out with him. He quickly wrapped an arm around Wooyoung’s waist. “Well, then I guess, we’ll make a new memory.”
“Wa-Wait, I’m not ready!”
Nichkhun paid no mind to his statement as he tugged Wooyoung out the bathroom, heading towards the bedroom.
“You’re making my floor wet!”
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Nichkhun, pushed Wooyoung down onto his bed, trapping him by crawling over him.
Wooyoung frowned up at him. “Let’s not do this today....”
“Why not? I’m pretty sure you’ve been thinking about it.”
Wooyoung turned his head to the side. “Only the fact that it’s going to be four months before we could even do it!”
Nichkhun stared down at Wooyoung surprised. “What?!”
Wooyoung look back at him. “You heard me. Four months.”
Nichkhun let out a sigh and started laughing. He placed a finger on Wooyoung’s cheek, moving it down to his to his chest. “so, even if I start it, you won’t go any further?”
A chill ran down throughout Wooyoung’s body. “Ye-yea...so get up. I don’t want to catch a cold.”
Nichkhun moved his finger lower, tracing the soft abs of his beloved, itching closer towards his waist, but a hand stopped him. Wooyoung let out a shakey breath. “St-stop it.”
“We need to get you out of those wet pants.”
Nichkhun leaned down, licking and nipping Wooyoung’s neck who kept begging him softly to stop. Nichkhun let out a sigh at his unwilling partner and smile softly to himself. He leaned back up.
“Hey reached into my back pocket.”
Wooyoung stared at him confused until Nichkhun grabbed his hand and made his place it on his butt. Wooyoung was about to retract his hand back until he felt a lump. He quikly reach into his back pocket and grabbed the item that Nichkhun wanted him to get. He brought it to his face and noticed that it was a small black box.
Wooyoung ran his a thumb around the seams of the wet box slowly and looked up at Nichkhun. “My present?”
“Yep. Sorry it’s a little wet.”
Nichkhun sat up, paritally on Wooyoung’s legs. Wooyoung opened the box and smile softly as he saw the silver band inside. He pulled the ring out and noticed a little writing inside the band, ‘Woo, neon naekuhya’.
Wooyoung slipped the ring on his middle finger on his left hand. “You’re so possessive.”
“I just love you.” Nichkhun smiled and grabbed his left hand and pulled the ring off, slipping it on his ring finger.
Wooyoung scuffed. “Ay! That’s weird.”
“Why?”
“It’s not like you’re--”
“Well, I am. Marry me.”
Wooyoung quickly sat up, almost hitting his forehead on Nichkhun’s chin. “Stop joking.”
Nichkhun lifted an eyebrow at him and pushed him back down on to the mattress. “I’m not. Maybe, not soon, but I would like to marry you someday, so you’ll keep that until then.”
Wooyoung gave him a puzzle look as his face heated up. “I-I don’t agree.”
Nichkhun smile and thump Wooyoung on the forehead. “As if I believe that.”
He slid off the bed and ran a hand through his hair. “I guess you don’t, but until you do, I’ll be staying here.”
Wooyoung sat up once again. “But--”
Nichkhun kissed him softly on the lips. “Don’t look at me like that. I might continue where I left off. But you really need to get out of those pants so you won’t get sick.”
He went over towards a suitcase that he left in Wooyoung’s room and pulled out a clean pair of boxers and pajama shorts and a blanket he thought to bring over.
He stood up and headed towards the door. “I’ll sleep in the living room. Night, Woo.”
And with that, he opened the door and left.
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Wooyoung laid in his bed, newly dressed and dried. He tried going asleep plenty of times, but his mind kept nagging him about one particular person who was now sleeping on his couch. Wooyoung sighed. He was sure that Nichkhun definitely didn’t know how happy he made him. Marriage. Wooyoung smiled. God, he was so happy. He rolled onto his stomach and kicked his feet up in down from excitement. He was literally fanboying.
Wooyoung curled up and stretched out again. He quickly sat up and searched for his phone on his nightstand. He unlocked and squinted his eyes from the light. It was 3:45 A.M..
“I need to sleep~”
He placed his phone back on his night stand and shuffled out of bed. He wrapped his blanket around him and grabbed his panda plush. He left out of his room, walking slowly and carefully down the hallway towards the living room.
When he heard soft snoring sounds, he knew it was okay for him to enter the danger zone. He shuffled pass the coffee table and made it towards the couch Nichkhun was sleeping in. He squatted down onto his knees and stared at Nichkhun’s sleeping face. He scuffed. Even his sleeping face looked like an angel even with that ugly eye patch.
Wooyoung brushed a hair out of Nichkhun’s face and stood up. Seeing Nichkhun’s face made him felt a little better. He feared that Nichkhun had left him. A yawn escaped from his mouth. He was getting sleepy. He turned to go back to his room, but a hand grasped his and yanked him back. He fell hard onto Nichkhun’s body. Nichkhun let out a groaned.
“Did you gain weight?”
“Really? Really?!”
“I’m just saying....”
Wooyoung turned on his side and punched him in the arm. “I thought you was asleep."
Nichkhun smiled and wrapped an arm around Wooyoung. “How could I sleep when my partner is sleeping in another room?”
Wooyoung rolled his eyes, but didn’t try to get up. He closed his eyes and snuggle deeper into Nichkhun’s arms, not minding
Nichkhun’s fingers intertwining with his.
"You're mine, Wooyoung. No matter how complicated things get."
A/N: Geez, I'm so cheesy, lol. :D I hope you enjoy this tidbit. I did, while it lasted. Thanks for lasting this long with me. Now onto my other two stories! Roar~