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Title: Untitled part 1 (until i can think of a title)
Pairings: 2HJ, one sided Hyunjoong/Youngsaeng,mentioned kyujong.
rating: PG-13 for implied actions
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
A/N: this is my first ss501 fic, and i know they dont share rooms like this but i needed to arrange them the way i did for the sake of the fic. I hope you like it.
Youngsaeng sat outside the room which he shared with Hyunjoong, the eldest member. He wondered how much longer he would be waiting in the hallway. This was the one of many times he had been locked out of his own room. There was the familiar feeling as he counted the ceiling tiles for the 5th time. He felt as if he didn’t belong sometimes or that he wasn’t wanted. His depressing thoughts were broke as the door finally opened. Youngsaeng stood up smiling and letting out a sigh of relief.
He immediately noticed something was wrong when he saw half naked Hyunjoong hiding behind the door. Sweat beading on his chest and face. “Um.. Do you think you could stay with Jungmin and Kyujong tonight?” Hyunjoong bit his lip nervously awaiting an answer, “Well you see things heated up.. And we aren’t ready to stop.” Hyunjoong continued.
“Oh.. yeah I can go stay with them.” Youngsaeng pulled on a friendly smile hiding his disappointment. “You and the maknae have a good night.”
“Thank you so much!” Hyunjoong replied thankfully taking a second to look back in the room at his lover, licking his lips. “Tonight shall be fun.” Hyunjoong spoke before closing the door.
“Tonight shall be fun.” Youngsaeng mimicked, stopping in front of the room Jungmin and Kyujong shared. He listened quietly to the silence behind the door, deciding the other two were asleep. Youngsaeng continued walking down the hotel hallway not wanting to disturb his sleeping friends. He walked into an elevator, hitting the down button, before he made it stop in its tracks, this way he could sleep without being a trouble.
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Youngsaeng dragged himself into his and Hyunjoong’s hotel room, not caring if he was allowed or not, it was 9 in the morning and he just got a 2 hour talk about not stopping the elevator by the maintenance crew.
“Someone looks destroyed this morning.” Hyunjoong sang as he made his bed. Youngsaeng didn’t even look at the other, he just flopped down on his bed.
“Hm wild sex tire you out?” Hyunjoong asked, picking up Youngsaeng’s bangs to see his face. “Hey are you okay? You don’t look so good.” The smirk had been wiped right off Hyunjoong’s face. Youngsaeng didn’t reply he just buried his head into his pillows. “Did you get any sleep? Oh my were Jungmin and Kyujong ‘preoccupied’? I so knew they were gay.” Hyunjoong rambled.
“Hey Hyunjoong.” The youngest smiled as he entered the room. “Are you ready for round 2?” Hyungjun leaned down to capture the sitting elder’s lips. Hyunjoong began to kiss back at first but then suddenly pulled away, pushing the younger man away.
“Come on Hyunjoong,” Hyungjun spoke desperately trying to capture the others lips again.
“No. Get out.” Hyunjoong spoke coldly.
“Wha-what?” Hyungjun asked confused. Hyunjoong never denied him when it came to sex.
“I said get out!” Hyunjoong growled, standing to show he was serious. Hyungjun let out a whimper before leaving the room. “Aish.” Hyunjoong shook his head. He knew he should feel bad for the way he treated his young lover, but he honestly never felt any emotion towards the boy, it was more lust than anything else.
“Youngsaeng, are you okay?” Hyunjoong’s voice turned soft as he sat back down next to the younger man. Youngsaeng didn’t speak, which was not abnormal for him, for he was rather shy, by the coldness he put in the air directed at Hyunjoong is what made the situation different.
“Are you mad at me?” Hyunjoong whispered desperately parting Youngsaeng’s dark bangs to see his snow white face. Youngsaeng’s eyes stared straight ahead not glancing at Hyunjoong once.
“Hey Hyunjoong what did you say to Hyungjun he seems pretty upset?” Jungmin asked entering the room. “Aish! Your broke him too?!” Jungmin motioned to Youngsaeng.
‘I didn’t break him!” Hyunjoong replied defensively. “It was you and Kyujong! You guys didn’t let him into your room last night because you two were too busy doing the nasty!”
“Oh no no! Kyujong and I aren’t a couple and he didn’t even knock on our door. And if you are so worried about him why don’t you let him sleep in his own bed once in a while instead of locking him out so you can have your daily fix of sex with your young partner!” Jungmin spoke angrily.
“He didn’t go to your room?” Hyunjoong asked out loud, “Where did you go?” Hyunjoong lowered his hand to stroke Youngsaeng’s hair but it was quickly slapped away.
“I really can’t stand you sometimes.” Youngsaeng growled sitting up. He quickly pushed by everyone to get out of the hotel room. He was half way down the stairway to the first floor when his anger peaked and sent him back up the stairs to tell Hyunjoong exactly what he thought of him. Youngsaeng barged through the hotel room door, Hyunjoong was sitting on Youngsaeng’s bed still confused.
“You disgust me.” Youngsaeng spoke, beginning to let out everything he had bottled up. “Every night you use someone carelessly, whether it be a friend like Kyujong or Hyungjun, or some random slut from a club. You kick me out of MY room. And its just like you don’t care for anyone except yourself. As long as your lust is quenched your fine. Hyungjun loves you and you treat him like trash, but you know what you are the trash!” As soon as the words left Youngsaeng’s mouth his shy side kicked back in and he regretted everything he said.
“I-I’m sorry hyung, it was wrong for me to speak to you so disgracefully.” Youngsaeng bowed.
“is that what you really think of me?” Hyunjoong asked hurt reflecting in his eyes. Youngsaeng remained quiet unsure of what to say.
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The pulsing music played making every other noise silent. Hyunjoong pushed through the sea of people who were rubbing against and touching each other, searching for some type of escape, or sexual release. They sweated and swayed to the provocative music that infiltrated their ears, turning them into slaves of the beat. Hyunjoong felt as if he was suffocating as he desperately pushed people out of his way. His body aching from the lack of alcohol.
He quickly sat down on a bar stool, tapping the bar with his hand to get the attention of the bartender. “What can I get ya?” the burly man asked as he finished wiping a glass.
“The strongest thing you have.” Hyunjoong replied, his fingers beginning to drum against the top of the bar anxiously. He bowed his head gratefully as the bartender handed him his drink. He quickly titled the glass to his lips letting the bitter liquid wash over his mouth and soothe his stinging throat and swollen heart. He needed to forget. To forget Youngsaeng and the real reason every night he looked for love in all the wrong places.
Hyunjoong took another swig of his drink, his eyes scanning the room, his lips curled into a smile as he watched a girl lick her lips hungrily as she approached him.
“Why hello handsome. How much for a night?” She whispered sucking on his ear lobe.
“Hmm for you it’s free.” Hyunjoong stood grasping her hand and leading her along. She giggled slightly at the adventurous look in his eyes. Before they knew it, they were locked away in a hotel room, clawing at each others clothes. The barriers between them.
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Hyunjoong woke up suddenly his body sweating and chest heaving up and down. He immediately felt disgusted as his hand landed on his slippery body. He slipped out of the sheets, next to the girl who he didn’t even care to learn her name. She was just for his release after all. He snuck into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
He turned on the cold faucet, needing a cool shower to calm his over heated body. You’ve got to be kidding me, Hyunjoong thought angrily, After the night I just had I still have a dream about him? Hyunjoong moved his fingers through his hair soaked with icy water. He hated how Youngsaeng plagued his dreams. He wondered how the innocently shy boy had managed to crawl under his skin. How he know would do anything to try and rid the image of the other man from his mind. As much as he wanted the other he would never do such trickery he did to others to seduce him. To him, Youngsaeng was something he could never have, he would never be good enough to attain him.
But Hyunjoong feared if something didn’t happen soon the dreams would consume his life and never end, when they needed.
Pairings: 2HJ, one sided Hyunjoong/Youngsaeng,mentioned kyujong.
rating: PG-13 for implied actions
disclaimer: i own nothing and no one.
A/N: this is my first ss501 fic, and i know they dont share rooms like this but i needed to arrange them the way i did for the sake of the fic. I hope you like it.
Youngsaeng sat outside the room which he shared with Hyunjoong, the eldest member. He wondered how much longer he would be waiting in the hallway. This was the one of many times he had been locked out of his own room. There was the familiar feeling as he counted the ceiling tiles for the 5th time. He felt as if he didn’t belong sometimes or that he wasn’t wanted. His depressing thoughts were broke as the door finally opened. Youngsaeng stood up smiling and letting out a sigh of relief.
He immediately noticed something was wrong when he saw half naked Hyunjoong hiding behind the door. Sweat beading on his chest and face. “Um.. Do you think you could stay with Jungmin and Kyujong tonight?” Hyunjoong bit his lip nervously awaiting an answer, “Well you see things heated up.. And we aren’t ready to stop.” Hyunjoong continued.
“Oh.. yeah I can go stay with them.” Youngsaeng pulled on a friendly smile hiding his disappointment. “You and the maknae have a good night.”
“Thank you so much!” Hyunjoong replied thankfully taking a second to look back in the room at his lover, licking his lips. “Tonight shall be fun.” Hyunjoong spoke before closing the door.
“Tonight shall be fun.” Youngsaeng mimicked, stopping in front of the room Jungmin and Kyujong shared. He listened quietly to the silence behind the door, deciding the other two were asleep. Youngsaeng continued walking down the hotel hallway not wanting to disturb his sleeping friends. He walked into an elevator, hitting the down button, before he made it stop in its tracks, this way he could sleep without being a trouble.
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Youngsaeng dragged himself into his and Hyunjoong’s hotel room, not caring if he was allowed or not, it was 9 in the morning and he just got a 2 hour talk about not stopping the elevator by the maintenance crew.
“Someone looks destroyed this morning.” Hyunjoong sang as he made his bed. Youngsaeng didn’t even look at the other, he just flopped down on his bed.
“Hm wild sex tire you out?” Hyunjoong asked, picking up Youngsaeng’s bangs to see his face. “Hey are you okay? You don’t look so good.” The smirk had been wiped right off Hyunjoong’s face. Youngsaeng didn’t reply he just buried his head into his pillows. “Did you get any sleep? Oh my were Jungmin and Kyujong ‘preoccupied’? I so knew they were gay.” Hyunjoong rambled.
“Hey Hyunjoong.” The youngest smiled as he entered the room. “Are you ready for round 2?” Hyungjun leaned down to capture the sitting elder’s lips. Hyunjoong began to kiss back at first but then suddenly pulled away, pushing the younger man away.
“Come on Hyunjoong,” Hyungjun spoke desperately trying to capture the others lips again.
“No. Get out.” Hyunjoong spoke coldly.
“Wha-what?” Hyungjun asked confused. Hyunjoong never denied him when it came to sex.
“I said get out!” Hyunjoong growled, standing to show he was serious. Hyungjun let out a whimper before leaving the room. “Aish.” Hyunjoong shook his head. He knew he should feel bad for the way he treated his young lover, but he honestly never felt any emotion towards the boy, it was more lust than anything else.
“Youngsaeng, are you okay?” Hyunjoong’s voice turned soft as he sat back down next to the younger man. Youngsaeng didn’t speak, which was not abnormal for him, for he was rather shy, by the coldness he put in the air directed at Hyunjoong is what made the situation different.
“Are you mad at me?” Hyunjoong whispered desperately parting Youngsaeng’s dark bangs to see his snow white face. Youngsaeng’s eyes stared straight ahead not glancing at Hyunjoong once.
“Hey Hyunjoong what did you say to Hyungjun he seems pretty upset?” Jungmin asked entering the room. “Aish! Your broke him too?!” Jungmin motioned to Youngsaeng.
‘I didn’t break him!” Hyunjoong replied defensively. “It was you and Kyujong! You guys didn’t let him into your room last night because you two were too busy doing the nasty!”
“Oh no no! Kyujong and I aren’t a couple and he didn’t even knock on our door. And if you are so worried about him why don’t you let him sleep in his own bed once in a while instead of locking him out so you can have your daily fix of sex with your young partner!” Jungmin spoke angrily.
“He didn’t go to your room?” Hyunjoong asked out loud, “Where did you go?” Hyunjoong lowered his hand to stroke Youngsaeng’s hair but it was quickly slapped away.
“I really can’t stand you sometimes.” Youngsaeng growled sitting up. He quickly pushed by everyone to get out of the hotel room. He was half way down the stairway to the first floor when his anger peaked and sent him back up the stairs to tell Hyunjoong exactly what he thought of him. Youngsaeng barged through the hotel room door, Hyunjoong was sitting on Youngsaeng’s bed still confused.
“You disgust me.” Youngsaeng spoke, beginning to let out everything he had bottled up. “Every night you use someone carelessly, whether it be a friend like Kyujong or Hyungjun, or some random slut from a club. You kick me out of MY room. And its just like you don’t care for anyone except yourself. As long as your lust is quenched your fine. Hyungjun loves you and you treat him like trash, but you know what you are the trash!” As soon as the words left Youngsaeng’s mouth his shy side kicked back in and he regretted everything he said.
“I-I’m sorry hyung, it was wrong for me to speak to you so disgracefully.” Youngsaeng bowed.
“is that what you really think of me?” Hyunjoong asked hurt reflecting in his eyes. Youngsaeng remained quiet unsure of what to say.
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The pulsing music played making every other noise silent. Hyunjoong pushed through the sea of people who were rubbing against and touching each other, searching for some type of escape, or sexual release. They sweated and swayed to the provocative music that infiltrated their ears, turning them into slaves of the beat. Hyunjoong felt as if he was suffocating as he desperately pushed people out of his way. His body aching from the lack of alcohol.
He quickly sat down on a bar stool, tapping the bar with his hand to get the attention of the bartender. “What can I get ya?” the burly man asked as he finished wiping a glass.
“The strongest thing you have.” Hyunjoong replied, his fingers beginning to drum against the top of the bar anxiously. He bowed his head gratefully as the bartender handed him his drink. He quickly titled the glass to his lips letting the bitter liquid wash over his mouth and soothe his stinging throat and swollen heart. He needed to forget. To forget Youngsaeng and the real reason every night he looked for love in all the wrong places.
Hyunjoong took another swig of his drink, his eyes scanning the room, his lips curled into a smile as he watched a girl lick her lips hungrily as she approached him.
“Why hello handsome. How much for a night?” She whispered sucking on his ear lobe.
“Hmm for you it’s free.” Hyunjoong stood grasping her hand and leading her along. She giggled slightly at the adventurous look in his eyes. Before they knew it, they were locked away in a hotel room, clawing at each others clothes. The barriers between them.
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Hyunjoong woke up suddenly his body sweating and chest heaving up and down. He immediately felt disgusted as his hand landed on his slippery body. He slipped out of the sheets, next to the girl who he didn’t even care to learn her name. She was just for his release after all. He snuck into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
He turned on the cold faucet, needing a cool shower to calm his over heated body. You’ve got to be kidding me, Hyunjoong thought angrily, After the night I just had I still have a dream about him? Hyunjoong moved his fingers through his hair soaked with icy water. He hated how Youngsaeng plagued his dreams. He wondered how the innocently shy boy had managed to crawl under his skin. How he know would do anything to try and rid the image of the other man from his mind. As much as he wanted the other he would never do such trickery he did to others to seduce him. To him, Youngsaeng was something he could never have, he would never be good enough to attain him.
But Hyunjoong feared if something didn’t happen soon the dreams would consume his life and never end, when they needed.