I Love You
Title: I Love You
Author: miss2l
Pairing(s): KyuSung
Rating: PG-15 or R if you’re not perverted like me
Warning: Sexual talk but no actual sex. Sexual kinks if you want to call it that. Language.
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst (if you squint)
Disclaimer: You don't want to know what I would do to these boys if I owned them
Summary: Kyuhyun loves him. So much.
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“Hyung…? You okay?” Kyuhyun looked over worriedly at the restless bundle of blue blankets next to him. The large first class airplane seat gave the older man more than enough room to fidget and roll, creating small ruffling noises. The maknae could see under his small, yellow reading light the many creases and frowned deeply. Everyone was too far off in dreamland to notice the small man’s struggles with sleep but Kyuhyun had been more than awake to see. Perhaps playing his PSP way past the time the plane’s main lights had gone off had its advantages - well, other than keeping Kyuhyun thoroughly entertained. But he’d silently cursed for being too enveloped in the game to not notice the discomfort the elder next to him was going through.
“Kyuhyun…?” His Hyung pulled the blankets off his head, messy hair severely frazzled and eyes terribly tired. The maknae couldn’t stand it. “I’m sorry, did I disturb you?” The small eyes looked so sad even when they were drooping with insomnia and his low voice was kept to the smallest whisper as to not wake any of the other members. “I’m sorry.”
“Sungie-hyung, it’s okay. I was awake anyway.” Kyuhyun smoothed out the frizzy hair that stood out on Yesung’s head, trying to soothe the clearly perturbed man. His pinky brushed by the elder’s cheek and almost flinched from the cold skin. “Are you okay? Everyone went to bed ages ago.”
“I…” Yesung started but quickly shut his mouth. Kyuhyun was one of his dongsaengs that cared a little too much and the older man didn’t want to disturb the maknae. He didn’t like disturbing anyone. He wasn’t worth the effort and he partially didn’t want it. The lovingly worried look he was receiving wasn’t helping though. Yesung fidgeted a bit and shifted his butt but immediately regretted it two seconds later. “You’re one to talk, Kyuhyun. You’re still up. It’s like 4am in Korea.”
“Well, it’ll get me accustomed to the time zone of L.A.” The maknae said offhandedly, turning his attention to the elder and sending light caresses over his scalp and in turn sent shivers. “Is it cold?”
“Hmm…? I-It’s not like that…” Yesung stuttered but Kyuhyun kept massaging through the short hairs on his head. And as nice as it felt, the smaller male couldn’t help but scratch at his arms under the blanket. The fabric was itchy and rough, a little too much for his sensitive skin to take it.
“Hyung, you can’t fool me. You know that better than anyone.” Kyuhyun whispered and let his long fingers brush behind the elder’s ear. He could feel the backs of his Hyung’s two sets of earrings scrape lightly against his skin and nails. “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you freeze to death? Aish, I should’ve known you wouldn’t be able to sleep like this. You can never sleep on a plane.”
Yesung blushed a deep red and felt rather embarrassed by the title. He wasn’t used to be called as such. Their budding relationship had started only a short while ago and he was still nervous with many prospects. The filled feeling he was currently made to endure was more than proof that he was a little too new at being showered with such possessiveness and affections. But as nice as it was to have someone to care, he couldn’t help but wonder. Wonder what it was that was driving Kyuhyun to do so much. He kind of knew but didn’t acknowledge it. He knew the name of what the maknae felt but didn’t understand it enough to believe it.
“K-Kyu…” The nickname was kind of light on his tongue because now that they were virtually alone, it seemed to have a different meaning all of a sudden. And once again, questions enter his mind about why he would get such a jittery light-hearted feeling. “I-I’m fine, really.”
“Nonsense. Now come here.” Kyuhyun withdrew his hand and lifted the scratchy airplane blanket off his lanky legs, patting his thigh. Yesung’s blush grew redder at the implication and shook his head cutely. The maknae inwardly cooed at the sight but that didn’t deter him. “Yesung, you are going to come and sit on my lap right now and snuggle with me or I am going to carry you.”
The elder gulped but kept a stubborn shake of his head. He could barely handle Kyuhyun’s affectionate advances at home, there was no way he could bear it in a semi-public place. He fidgeted under Kyuhyun’s gaze and a jolty tingly feeling ran up his spine from his bottom. He gasped a little and the maknae was all too quick to notice. “Kyu, I’m really fine.”
“I’m your boyfriend and as the girl in our relationship you’re supposed to listen to me. Or do I have to punish you again?” Kyuhyun smirked and almost giggled. Their relationship was still in its baby stages and yet they had already had sex more than enough times. They’d fucked a couple of times before they officially started dating but those had been pure flings - messy little things every member of Super Junior did when they were a bit on edge from sexual frustration. After going steady, Kyuhyun was more than ready to jump straight into sex, with his love in between. The maknae was truly insatiable. But something inside was nagging him, asking him if he was addicted to sex because it would keep the elder by his side.
The small male was burning bright red from the mention of his more submissive contribution to their relationship. Yesung had never partaken in being the top, not even before he and Kyuhyun had starting going out. He seemed to be the group’s bottom whenever someone needed a tight ass to relieve their frustration. Even Ryeowook and Sungmin were the ones inside of him when they had sex, smirking from above as they made him climax.
But when Kyuhyun had staked his claim on the elder, he had forbidden any other member from touching, much less fucking, his boyfriend. Of course, it had been met with protest - after all, Yesung was the one with the tightest shaft and everyone had fucked him enough to know how amazing it felt - but Kyuhyun stood strong, still slapping and grabbing his boyfriend’s clothed ass publicly as a reminder who it belonged to. The maknae was also more than happy to punish the elder for the silliest things, just to remind him who owned him.
And all the while, Yesung lied to himself and chanted in his head that Kyuhyun only did those things because to the maknae he was a new toy that he didn’t want to share. But inside, Yesung knew the truth and it hurt to not reciprocate. So, he fooled himself into ignorance.
“Kyu…” And as cute and childish and freaking adorable Yesung was making a puppy dog whine was, the younger’s patience was wearing thin.
“Yesung, you better be sitting in my lap by the time I count to three or I’m turning that plug on. And we’ll see how you feel about waking up the whole plane with your extremely loud moans.” Kyuhyun smiled his innocent maknae smile but Yesung was more than quick to crawl over to the younger boy and scramble onto his lap. The sudden movements had caused the plug in him to shift awkwardly and he bit back a small moan. Triumphant with his victory, he pulled the blanket over them and hugged his older boyfriend tight. “I knew it was a good idea to leave it in you. At least you’ll know who you belong to, if anything.” Kyuhyun leaned forward and pressed a very short peck on Yesung’s nose, “My come is still inside you, right?”
“Yes and it feels gross, Kyu…” Yesung complained but the younger just grabbed a handful of the elder’s round butt in each hand and pulled him closer. The pulling apart of his butt cheeks shocked him beyond all belief but the moving of the plug buried in him was an even bigger problem.
“You know, I’ve been thinking…” Kyuhyun leant closer to the small male and sucked lovingly on his earlobe, the earrings tasted weird and coppery in his mouth but he continued anyway. “As the boy, I should get privileges.” Kyuhyun gave the back of his boyfriend’s ear a nice long lick, the elder shivering but still snuggled closer, “And I couldn’t make you do things outside of sex last time…” He left a quick trail of nice short kisses down his boyfriend’s neck, licking and sucking when he reached his Adam’s apple. “But I have more than enough reason to make you do things and rub it in all the member’s faces that you’re all mine…”
Especially Siwon and Kibum. Even though it was mindless fucking most of the time, Kyuhyun saw the loving glances they sent the smaller oblivious male. They were so fucking smitten it wasn’t even funny anymore. Out of all the members, they fucked him the most and only fucked him. Kyuhyun was a bit more unfaithful, taking Sungmin by the ass sometimes, but that was just to hide how much he loved the older man. And through a work of fate, or his careful scheming, he managed to snatch the older boy right out of their fingertips. But it wasn’t like the elder would’ve noticed unless they practically spelled it out in front of his face, like Kyuhyun did. He wouldn’t have realised and even if he did, he would’ve tricked himself into thinking it wasn’t there because he didn’t know what it was.
“You remember what I told you to call me when we have sex?” Kyuhyun sucked on his Hyung’s neck until a mark was left, “Say it.”
“H-Hyung…” Yesung whispered softly, stuttering from the embarrassment. He’d resigned to his fate as the group’s ‘girl’ when they needed a good fuck, accepting his responsibilities and following all their requests was one of them. Some of them had harsh demands like cross dressing in public or wearing a cock ring with a vibrator inside his hole for a whole day. And whilst Kyuhyun had ordered and forced him to do so on a couple occasions, he didn’t ask for it as much. Ryeowook and Sungmin, the aegyo twins, were the ones most fond of the sexual torture, asking something completely humiliating several times a week. Kyuhyun’s most common request was to be called ‘Hyung’ and he demanded that he be addressed so when they were fucking.
“I want you to call me that, all the time.” Kyuhyun smiled, licking up the column of his boyfriend’s neck, “It’s such a fucking turn on.”
Yesung knew through experience that every member had their own preferences, which he of course had to follow and oblige to. Like Siwon preferred having sex standing up with the older boy lifted up whilst being fucked against a wall and Kibum preferred it with both of Yesung’s knees hooked under his elbows on a bed as he entered. Some were really strange, like Heechul adored having sex in a semi-public area and changing rooms had always been his favourite. Donghae liked to see him in a skirt when he sucked him off on the dining table for all the members to watch, the short dress making it all but easy access. Leeteuk had a strange thing for bondage; he had a collection of gags and blindfolds, ample amounts of tape and rope. Eunhyuk liked a good strip-tease before sticking his hand somewhere between Yesung’s legs.
Kyuhyun liked to feel in power, as many of them did, and having the small, cute and very vulnerable man call him ‘Hyung’ in the throes of passion was the biggest turn on. He had gotten jealous, saying the way Yesung called Heechul, Leeteuk and Hankyung out of politeness got him burning with envy. He wanted to hear the same sexy, low voice calling him the same thing as he made him feel pleasure. Apparently he wanted that all the time. Maybe to affirm, the older male was still in his grasp.
“Kyu, I can’t…” He didn’t get to finish because a harsh spank was delivered to his bottom and he flinched visibly.
“What did I tell you to call me?” Kyuhyun smirked and moved up to suck on boyfriend’s bottom lip with care. The older boy kept silent even when the younger pulled away and he frowned. Even though that embarrassed face that was plastered on was probably the cutest thing ever. “You’re not mute, Kim Yesung. Answer me or I’m going tie you up, gag and blindfold you for a week. You’re going to go around the dorm like that and I’m only letting you go when we have schedule or you need to eat. You won’t leave my side and even when you use the toilet I’ll be there watching you. And as fun as I love making you submit to me like that, you won’t want to humiliated like that again so soon right?”
“H-Hyung please don’t make me do that. L-Last time was bad enough.” And the awkward memory surfaced up. He had been handcuffed for a few days, he had ask for permission to leave the room, to talk, to do anything and Kyuhyun was watching him almost 24/7. The younger refused him any sexual activity unless he begged for it and he had to ask to be fed with his bound hands. It had been terribly embarrassing and happened not even a few weeks ago. It had been a sort of initiating thing Kyuhyun did when they first started dating. “Please Kyuhyun-hyung.”
“That’s my Sungie baby.” He gave his boyfriend’s butt a nice rewarding squeeze, “But you know what you will do when we get home?”
“H-Hyung…” He asked, the strong hands still on his ass, squeezing relentlessly making the plug inside shift nicely.
“You’re going to wear that pretty little black dress I bought you in China,” Kyuhyun started before remembering he bought several black dresses. He laughed at the memory of being in several shops using his awkward Chinese to tell the shop ladies that he was looking for a dress for his ‘girlfriend’ - he’d accidentally said ‘boyfriend’ a few times and Siwon had been the one to begrudgingly cover up for him. “the one with the lace and the matching stockings. And you’re not going to wear underwear and I’m going to strip you layer by layer with my teeth. Then I’m going to fuck you so hard and all you’re going to see are stars.”
“Y-Yes, Hyung.” Yesung whispered leaning into the crook of Kyuhyun’s neck as the younger stopped his attack on his butt.
“But for now…” Kyuhyun said gently, all kinds of lustful thoughts of a naked, screaming, panting Yesung exiting his mind, “Hyung is going to help you sleep.” He kissed both of Yesung’s eyelids before finally on the lips, eye bags making the younger cringe. “Come on; close your eyes and go to sleep. Hyung is here.”
Yesung let the powers of his tiredness compel him to close his eyes but sleep seemed to be far from his grasp. But it was probably the care and worry that was definitely present in Kyuhyun’s voice. Yesung would never admit to that though. The younger switched off his already very dim reading light and hugged the elder by the waist, hands slipping into the cooled skin of his back. He rubbed up and down to try and heat the skin up and make the elder feel a little more comfortable and even hummed the chorus of ‘What If’ from their third album - that song just struck a chord with Kyuhyun but he wasn’t about to reveal to the elder why. It was strange that Yesung suddenly felt so much more at ease with Kyuhyun’s body heat right by his, his soothing voice by his ear. And once again, he wonders why.
“Thank you, Hyung.” And the grasps of sleep and darkness finally took him and he was long gone in dreamland. The tall male smiled down at the cute boy and snuggled closer, keeping careful to not wake the extremely sensitive small male.
“I love you, Yesung.” He whispers because he truly does.
It hurts to remember that the elder had accepted his proposal of going steady because he was fond of him. It was strange but that’s what he did. Their relationship was barely a month old but Kyuhyun would gladly say those three words any time. Yesung didn’t know what love was, he only knew lust. His first love, a woman, had crushed his weak heart and now Super Junior was left to pick up the pieces. And he says the words again even though Yesung won’t hear him.
“I love you.”
And Kyuhyun wonders if the elder will ever return those words.
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Word Count: 2827
A/N: Don’t even ask me what this is. I have no idea. I feel like writing two prequels to this though :P One with all of Suju fucking Yesung and the other of how Kyuhyun got Yesung. I really don’t know what this is. It’s some really awkward plot bunny that appeared out of nowhere. I think it’s really sexy when I hear people calling other’s Hyung so that’s where the awkward ‘Hyung’ thing came from. Don’t even ask…
This can be like a preview to the super smutty birthday fic I wrote for Kyuhyun. For my ‘My Baby’ readers, it’s part vi and vii and it’s smut. I hope you’re happy. I’ve got it fully written up, need to edit still and shall be posted on Friday. For those that haven’t read the first five parts, it’s okay they’re kind of stand alone. But if you love MEGA FLUFFY KyuSung then you might like reading the first five parts. It’ll form the picture for vi and vii as well ^.^
And all those KiSung lovers, I will be writing a KiSung fic in the near future. A KiSungKyu will be coming out too. I just don't know when.