Catch Me - 4 (HoMin, SeKai)
“Wow!” a little boy said as he took another mouthful of the dish that an 8-year- old-Yunho had given him. “This is soooooo delicious!” He exclaimed, still holding his chopsticks near his mouth.
“I’m glad you like it! I told you my mom makes the best!” Yunho replied, feeling his chest rising in pride and happiness. He had always liked to talk about how good his mom was at cooking.
The little boy was practically stuffing his face in the bowl. He was surely going to end up all dirty.
“What did you say this was called?” The little boy asked excitedly. He had almost finished the food all by himself.
“Japchae. It’s called japchae.” Yunho responded with a smile. His little friend never ceased to make him laugh. He always got super excited at the smallest things; it was as if he was discovering the world with each day passing.
“I finished it already, not fair!” The little boy whined. “I wanted to keep on eating for forever.”
Yunho laughed and petted the boy on the head slightly. “I promise to bring you another delicious meal tomorrow, ok?” He said, as the little boy gave him back the bowl and the chopsticks. “Here,” he added, handing him a couple of napkins.
The little boy smiled and took them. He cleaned his mouth and chin hastily. “Thank you so much, Yunnie hyung. You are truly the best friend I’ve ever had,” the little boy said as he looked down to the ground.
*
Yunho woke up in the middle of the night again. He sighed, because he should’ve been used to it by now. Lately he had been having this weird dreams. Dreams involving that imaginary friend he had a long time ago. Dreams involving her. They were really short, but still felt like memories instead of just dreams.
He sat up and stretched his arms. Sleeping on the couch had been quite uncomfortable lately, but there was nothing he could do.
“Agh,” he moaned as he stretched his neck and back.
Yunho looked up, and jumped as he managed to see a silhouette in the doorway of the living room. It took him some seconds to realize that it was Max, who had just come out of the bedroom.
He got up and went to turn the lights on. He came back to take a seat on the couch as he watched Max close his eyes and trying to adapt them to the light.
He looked really cute.
“Thirsty again?” Yunho asked playfully.
Max shook his head no, and walked towards Yunho. He sat beside him and turned to lock his eyes with other. “Your neck,” he whispered, putting his hand on Yunho’s neck. “Hurts,” he affirmed.
Yunho gulped. He had never had Max this close to him and being so damn cute and caring. “Um, yes. Just a little bit, nothing to worry about,” he said, turning to look at everything but the boy beside him. Oh, the coffee table looked so interesting right now!
Max shook his head, and let go of Yunho’s neck. He placed both hands on the couch. “The couch,” he said frowning. “Come,” he added grabbing Yunho’s hand. He got up from the couch and walked towards the bedroom, pulling Yunho along.
Yunho didn’t really know what to do or say. For some reason he started to feel his heart beat faster as they approached the bedroom.
“You sleep here,” Max explained as he pointed at the bed. “With me,” he added before Yunho could say anything.
Yunho opened and closed his mouth. He felt his cheeks get warm and he thanked to all deities up there that even if the lights of the living room were on, the ones on his bedroom where off so Max wasn’t able to see how he hard he was blushing.
“Then your neck won’t hurt,” Max said smiling happily. It was as if he had just had the best idea ever in the world. “Come.”
“O-ok,” Yunho responded, and he immediately scolded himself for agreeing so quickly and now even thinking about the size of the bed or anything else. ‘Oh, Yunho! Get your shit together! Stop acting like a fucking teenager! You’re both men, and you have shared beds with Donghae before. It’s the fucking same!’ He thought. “Just let me turn the lights on the living room off and I’ll be right back, ok?”
Max nodded and made his way under the covers as Yunho went to turn off the light and walked back to his bed through the darkness.
Yunho laid down under the cover as well. “Max?” He asked, looking at the ceiling.
Max made a tiny sound, signaling that he was still awake.
“Have you ever tasted japchae?” Yunho asked, asking his heart to stop beating so quickly. He heard Max mumble a ‘no’, as he tried to get a comfortable position to sleep. “How about I take you out to have some?”
Max froze and smiled, even though he knew Yunho wouldn’t see him. “Yes please,” he responded happily. He had learnt that above all things, he loved eating the most.
“Ok, it’s settled then,” Yunho managed to say between yawns. “Good night.”
Max mumbled a barely audible ‘good night’ finally falling into a comfortable position to sleep.
Both ended up sleeping back to back, finding that the bed was spacious enough for both for them. So many days with a sore neck could have been prevented for Yunho a week ago.
And, for the first time Yunho managed to fall asleep easily after having one of his dreams.
****
“Why don’t you take us out for lunch? Let’s show Kai around a bit,” Chanyeol suggested excitedly. He knew that maybe letting Kai out of the house was a bad idea but he wanted to have some delicious food or look around in the mall. Maybe go to the park as well. He just wanted to go out! Do something, and be normal!
“Why should I? He broke the damn TV and destroyed a part of my life along with the PS3,” Sehun responded, not even looking away from the screen of his laptop from table of the dining room.
Kai sighed. “I’m so sorry, Sehun!” He whined, if he was going to win Sehun’s heart, first he had to earn the other’s forgiveness. “I’ll buy you one!” He offered.
“You don’t have money,” Sehun stated, this time turning to look at the boys laying on the couch.
“I can steal one,” Kai suggested, “I’m strong and all that shit,” he said happily.
Oh, yes he was a genius.
Sehun blinked a few times. Was this guy for real? He studied Kai’s face carefully and realized that what he had said was not joke at all, so he laughed amusedly.
“Kai, you can’t just steal things randomly,“ Chanyeol explained.
Kai frowned. “I surely can,” he affirmed. He surely could open even steel doors with his vectors and kill whoever that got in the way easily.
Sehun sighed and stood up to sit in between the boys. “You surely can, but you shouldn’t,” he explained, turning to look at Kai, who seemed to finally grasp what Chanyeol was talking about. “It’s against the law.”
“So…” Kai looked really concerned. “How can I get you a PS3?”
Chanyeol really wanted to beat himself for letting Kai out. It seemed that their mission was going to take longer now that Kai was determined to make Sehun his.
“And a TV,” Sehun mentioned. “You have to get me a PS3 and a TV,” he added. “For that, you have to get a job and work so you get paid and that way you have money to buy me stuff.” Oh yes, Sehun was not an easy human. He was going to make sure Kai worked his ass off to get him.
Kai nodded. “And how do I get a job?” He asked in a serious tone.
He was really going to do this!
“You look for one, duh!” Sehun responded.
Chanyeol cleared his throat, preventing Kai from asking more questions. “Nobody is getting a job right now! I will ask Kyuhyun for money to get Sehun what he wants, so he can stop acting like the spoiled brat we all know he is!”
Sehun rolled his eyes. He had known Chanyeol for years now, so he knew exactly where the conversation was going. “Ok, ok. Get your asses up. I’ll treat you lunch, so shut up and change clothes. I’m not gonna let you be seen with me with those rags you have on,” he commanded.
Chanyeol smiled and quickly did as told, but Kai didn’t.
“I like what I’m wearing, I’m not changing clothes just because you say so,” Kai said, crossing his arms.
“People are going to see your scales with that shirt,” Sehun explained, pointing at Kai’s collarbones.
“So?” Kai replied. “I am who I am, I’m not hiding just because of what humans may or may not think, or because you’re worried to be seen with…my kind.”
Sehun took a deep breath. “Look, I don’t give a shit about your scales, to be honest. But if you are discovered, Kyu hyung will be in a real trouble and Kyu hyung in trouble means a bitchy Kyu hyung, and a bitchy Kyu hyung means a more bitchy me, so if you don’t change your shirt I won’t kiss you,” he declared.
Kai widened his eyes as he heard the last thing Sehun said.
Sehun was about to say something else when Kai got up from the couch, and ran towards the room to change his clothes.
He smiled to himself. Oh, this was going to be fun.
****
Yunho waited patiently as Max was getting dressed. He tried to calm his nerves down, but he couldn’t help the butterflies in his stomach.
“This isn’t a date, Jung Yunho,” he mumbled to himself, as he adjusted his jacket for the hundredth time in two minutes. “It’s just two friends going for lunch.”
The bedroom door opened, and Max stepped outside into the living room. Yunho looked up and almost fainted. He always knew Max had a great body, due to the circumstances they met under, but damn!
The younger man was wearing dark blue jeans, along with a tight black V-neck shirt that showed off his slight marked chest along with the red scales in his collarbones. They shone magnificently for some reason. He shirt also accented his waist perfectly, making Yunho want to just slid his hands around it and never let go. To complete the outfit, he had on a dark brown leather jacket, and black converse sneakers.
He looked stunning, really breath taking, but he knew that he just couldn’t go out there showing of his chest like that. People would ask questions, and neither had a good response, well, they didn’t have a response at all.
“Is this ok?” Max whispered and turned to look at Yunho shyly. “BoA helped,” he declared.
Yunho was still in awe but he managed to nod, he didn’t really trust is voice at the moment. “Yes, but let’s add a little something, ok?”
Max nodded, as Yunho took off his scarf and placed it safely around the younger’s neck. “Perfect,” he stated, looking at his small work with the scarf. He gave himself imaginary thumbs up, because God knows he was so bad at arranging scarfs, but this one looked more than decent.
“Yunho looks nice too,” Max said smiling at the older man. “Smells good.”
Yunho looked down at his outfit and laughed a bit, scratching his head in embarrassment. “It’s just jeans and a band t-shirt,” he explained, trying to hide his blush. “Thank you, though.”
“Nice,” Max smiled back and slid his hands down Yunho’s chest to smooth out the wrinkles of the older’s shirt. “Food now?” He offered.
Yunho nodded enthusiastically, as he grabbed his wallet and phone off of the coffee table. “Yes,” he replied, motioning for Max to walk forward. “Let’s get some food.”
The two young men walked to Yunho’s car, and set off for town.
****
Sehun showed Kai and Chanyeol around town. Kai keep asking questions and Chanyeol wanted to shove something down his throat. He was supposed to be the one being talkative here!
He was about to throw something at the talkative teenager, when he felt his pocket vibrating. Chanyeol was glad that Kai was too into whatever Sehun was telling him to notice the vibrating object, or there wouldn’t a cell phone at all. “Hello?” he answered the device that his Kyu hyung had provided him to keep in touch, as the other teens continued to walk.
“How is everything?” Kyuhyun asked at the other end. He sounded a tired and a bit fed up with whatever he probably was dealing with.
Chanyeol sighed. “Ok,” he said plainly, as he heard Kai laugh at something Sehun had said and that he knew wasn’t funny at all. “We’re going out for lunch.”
“Is Kai wearing a leash?” The older man laughed at his own childish joke, even though it meant he wanted reassurance that Kai wasn’t going to do anything stupid or crazy, or both.
Chanyeol rolled his eyes. “No,” he countered, “he’s behaving quite well.” He took a deep breath for the next part. “But I have some news that you might not want to hear…” Chanyeol added carefully.
“What?!” Kyuhyun demanded loudly. “Does it pertain to Changmin?!”
Chanyeol closed his eyes and had to pull the device away from his ear for a bit. “No,” he started to say, frowning slightly. “Kai is side tracked, so to speak.”
There was silence on the other line. “How? What in the world could catch his attention? It’s not like he impr-“ Kyuhyun stopped abruptly and gasped. “He didn’t! Please tell me he didn’t!”
Chanyeol sighed and looked ahead as Kai was getting closer to Sehun. Sehun was laughing and pinching his cheeks playfully. “He did, Kyu hyung. Kai imprinted.”
“On?” Kyuhyun asked nervously.
The teenager closed his eyes. “Sehun.”
****
“Was so good!” Max said happily as he sat his chopsticks down. “Thank you.”
Yunho smiled and leaned over and wiped Max’s lips with a napkin. “You have a little something…right there.”
“Oh…” Max whispered shyly, as Yunho extended his hand with a napkin to wipe hos lips again. “Thank you.”
Yunho stared at Max, and Max stared back. They kept locking gazes for some time; before their line of connection was broken by the owner who brought over their bill. Yunho blinked a few times and smiled at the old man before taking out his wallet and placed the money on the table along with a tip.
Max stared at the paper and picked up the bill.
“Interested?” Yunho smiled.
Max nodded. “What is this?” He asked, biting the inner side of his cheek in wonder.
“This is money,” he explained it with a smile. “We use it to pay for things.”
The young man nodded and smiled as he placed it back on the table.
The owner came to collect the amount and bowed at the men before leaving. Yunho stood up and held a hand out for Max to take. “Let’s get you some ice cream.”
Max looked up at Yunho and tilted his head. “Ice cream? What is that?” He asked again, and Yunho just wanted to smother him forever. “More food?” He added in hope that his thoughts were the truth.
“Yes, Max,” the older man smiled. “Ice cream is like milk but it has other things in it and it’s cold. It comes in many good and tasty flavors. It’s delicious, really!”
Yunho laughed heartily as watched the young man bounce a little and repeat the word ice cream over and over. He smiled, leading him out of the restaurant and into the park.
The air was a little nippy, and Yunho made sure that Max was wrapped tight in his scarf. He rearranged the scarf and the red scales peeked through.
Yunho stared at them intently. He was dying to touch them.
He looked up into Max’s eyes, trying to find an answer for the unvoiced question he tried to ask with his glance.
As if he could read Yunho’s mind, Max nodded with a shy smile, granting Yunho the permission he wanted. Yunho looked back at the scales and ran a finger slowly across them. It was true what Donghae had said, They felt like fish scales, but at the same time a little different. He couldn’t explain how, but he just knew.
Max closed his eyes and his breathing became heavier. The sensations that Yunho gave him as he caressed his scales were unexplainable. It was like his body slowly became on fire, like he was in a sexual state of mind.
“No…more,” Max said with half lidded eyes. “Please?” He moaned.
Yunho looked up into Max’s eyes, and pulled his hand away quickly from the scales before covering them up. “Are you ok?” Yunho asked nervously.
Max nodded and took a few steps away from Yunho. He didn’t know what the hell had just happened a few seconds ago and he wasn’t sure if he had liked it or not. It felt like he wasn’t in control of his body and it scared him really bad.
“Ice cream?” He asked Yunho, in hopes that food will calm him down.
The older man nodded. “Come on.”
From then on, conversation was light and Yunho felt like kicking himself for causing this awkwardness.
When they reached the little cart, Yunho ordered two small scoops of ice cream. One was strawberry for him and the other was French vanilla for Max since he didn’t really know the majority of the flavors to choose. Vanilla was the basic so Yunho thought it would be a good start.
Max asked to pay the vendor, so Yunho let him pass the money to the woman.
“Thanks!” Max said to the lady and smiled. “Thanks so much!”
The old lady smiled back. She added free sprinkles to Max’s cup and called him handsome. Yunho laughed and led Max, who was waving to the old lady, to an empty bench. They ate in silence and Max finished his cup’s content in no time. They young man was just in awe. Ice cream was one of the tastier things he has had. It was like a changing life experience!
“Are you ok?” Yunho asked as he saw the blank face of his companion.
Max nodded and pouted. “Gone,” he stated with a sad voice.
Yunho scooped out the last of his strawberry ice cream and handed it out for Max with a smile. He knew that the young man didn’t like sharing utensils but he looked really sad and Yunho just couldn’t handle that.
Max looked from Yunho to the spoon and vice versa. He seemed to be in some kind of inner conflict as he furrowed his eyebrows in concentration.
After a few seconds, he finally opened his mouth to take the spoon in, much to Yunho’s content. When he pulled back, Yunho smiled slightly and looked at the other’s face, as if looking for something, a reaction.
Yunho noticed that there was ice cream near Max’s mouth. That damn mouth.
“You have a little something right here,” he whispered again as he took his thumb to wipe a spot of strawberry away. “Shouldn’t let this go to waste.”
He put his thumb in his mouth and Max felt something rush to his face. “Oh, thanks.”
Yunho nodded and looked away quickly. ‘What the fuck is going on with me? I just didn’t do that! Why did I just do that?!’ he thought franticly. He sighed and checked his watch just to give him something to do. It was almost 3pm.
“Let’s head back to the house,” Yunho said, taking the empty cups and throwing them away in the nearest bin. “BoA should be back from work.”
He turned to look at Max, who seemed to be completely enticed by something. Yunho followed his line of sight and it stopped on a little boy and his mom.
They were playing by the pond, as the mom spun her child around. The little boy laughed and clung to his mother until she placed him back on the ground. He stumbled around and, suddenly, the little boy hugged his mom tightly. He laughed happily and placed a soft kiss on her cheek.
“What was that?” Max asked in a whisper, with an unreadable look in his eyes. “Why he do that?”
Yunho sat down again and sighed as he realized that Max’s eyes reflected longing. “He did it because he loves his mom, and she’s important. You kiss people when you love them or just simply like them. It shows that you care and want the best for them. It’s rather beauti-”
The older man stopped short when he felt a soft vanilla flavored lips pressed against his. It was nothing extravagant; he could fairly feel some passion in it. Still, that didn’t stop Yunho’s heart from start beating quickly. As quick as the kiss was there, it was gone.
Yunho watched as Max pulled back and opened his eyes. “Yunho is important to Max,” he declared seriously. He stood up and walked the way they came not even looking back at Yunho, who just sat there dumbfounded.
He gently pressed his fingertips to his lips and stared at Max’s back, wanting the feeling in his chest to disappear now!
Was this heaviness in his chest…love?
“It can’t be...” Yunho whispered to himself. He shook his head to hold a grip of himself and stood up. “Hey! Wait for me!” He screamed running to catch up to Max.
A few feet ahead of him, Max put his hands inside the pockets of his jackets, shrugging at the cold wind blowing suddenly. He let out a small smile as he kept on walking.
He had felt something inside him swell when his lips touched Yunho’s, and he was scared to admit that he wanted to feel it again. It was something warm and pure, and he longed for it. As of now he couldn’t answer all of the questions he had inside his head, but maybe he would later on.
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