(FiC) It's My Fault Your Gone
Title: It's My fault Your Gone
Author: Nyrok5 a.k.a Kezz
Length: One-shot
Genre: Some smut, um character death, and probably a little drama (im sorry if it sucks)
Rating: NC-17, course language and sex lol
Pairing:Hosu, Yoosu (Slight), Jaemin (slight) Hyun Joiong/ Yunho
Summary: Junsu, Yonho's best friend has passes away and that's when he meets a stranger in a bar
A/N: Um... this is my first time writing somethin like this, not the smut, but everything else. Well I hope you like it and i'm sorry if it sucks
A tall well built man in his early twenties walked into the bar paying attention to none of his surroundings. He wasn't concentrating on where he was going or who was watching him. Many of the other men and women were eying the man lust apparent in their orbs undressing him as he walked head down and hands in pockets to the counter. The man sat down running his hands through his spiked brown hair and sighing harshly.
"What can I get for you tonight Sir?" The bartender asked. The other man just replied absentmindedly with a large scotch and to keep em' coming. One of the women that had been eying the tanned skinned man walked up to him hips swaying seductively and sat down next to him whispering into his ear. The man just rolled his eyes and politely told her to back off. He would have gladly taken up the offer any other time to stop the pain but tonight he just wasn't in it, he was distracted and angry beyond belief. The spiky haired man was a notorious player and was known to take a different woman to a hotel room, that was specifically booked out for the young star, every week. He would sleep with them then leave them in the hotel room getting in his best friend's car that seemed to be parked there no matter what time it was. The public always thought this was one of his manager's cars but no, the man that would pick him up was anything but that. He was one of the four lights in his life, he shone brightly in the star's eyes only to go unnoticed by everyone else but that was how the younger wanted it, he wanted nothing to do with the world that his best friend lived in. The younger man was the only person the older would console in and it had been that way since they learned to talk they both wanted it to stay that way to since the both of them lost the one's they held close, they were each other's rock and the only one's who stood by each other despite the many things each other did.
+Flash back 2 weeks ago+
Stupid woman, as if I'd give you my number! Do you really think I would give such a slut my number? I really think not. The man thought pulling his white jacket over the grey t-shirt he was wearing. He grunted a little when he couldn't find the aviator sunglasses he was wearing previously. He walked into the lounge room of the large hotel room and found the glasses sitting on the glass topped coffee table. He picked them up and fixed them on his nose properly before walking out into the hallway and to the elevators. He gripped the rail counting the number of seconds going by as the lift slowly made its way to the ground floor. He stepped out and there of course we're photographers taking pictures again. He smiled and waved politely fastening his pace a little to reach the golden yellow Corvette LT waiting outside the front entrance as always. He opened the door and got into the passenger seat without uttering a word to the young male driver. As soon as he was safely secured by the seat belt the car took off quickly. The passenger turned to face the other a bright smile appearing on his face instantly.
"Hey Susu," He greeted softly voice warm and melting, placing his hand over the others, whose was firmly gripped to the gear stick, rubbing it softly with his thumb. The driver glanced at the other and rolled his eyes.
"Hey Susu," He mimicked sarcastically and smiled in the dark of the car. "Hello to yourself Jung Yunho," Junsu said and Yunho imagined the smile that would be appearing the other's face. Yunho chuckled at his best friend's tone as he knew what would come after their pleasantries.
"Yunho I thought you said you'd stop doing this to yourself," Junsu said sighing sounding dissapointed but as usual knew the answer that was coming after a few months of doing this. The other just made a humming noise that indicated 'yeah I know Susu but without him I'm drowning so I will keep doing this until he saves me'. He looked out the tinted windows and into the dark streets watching the world pass him by outside.
"Su," Yunho paused hesitantly not really knowing how to say this but he was going to try to if it was the last thing he done before his eyelids became too heavy for him. "I...ah...I'm..."
"I know Yunho, you don't have to say it. I know you are anyway what are best friend's for? Seriously it's ok Yunnie," Junsu cut him off voice soft and somewhat sad. It killed Yunho to hear his friend use that same tone over and over again with him making his heart ache each and every time. He looked back over to the younger and observed the way he seemed so calm and at ease when he drove. Yunho thought this was the one thing he ever see's his friend at his happiest and in the most relaxed state, speeding along during the night. Nothing but the cool air and the sound of the car. Junsu seemed to meld with the car perfectly and Yunho thought that was one of the most beautiful things he's ever seen, watching the boy drive. Everything perfect in a flowing motion. He was awoken from his thoughts when the car door was opened from the outside. He got out thanking the man for getting his door and walking arm wrapped around the shorter's shoulders and his around Yunho's waist. They walked like that to the elevators and to the door of Yunho's apartment. Yunho turned and smiled at Junsu kissing the other gently on the lips. Junsu's lips were soft and gentle unlike that of his ex-boyfriend's. Jaejoong's kisses were passionate, bruising and quick nothing similar to the way Junsu kissed. Junsu's were sweet and long taking his breath away. They weren't lovers and haven't been for a long time still they would kiss more intimately than they should. They both knew each others boundaries to how far they would go and they respected that.
+Flash back End+
He downed the shot in less than a few seconds before ushering the bartender for another one. Another lady walked up to him and asked for his autograph, he remained calm even though the annoyance in his voice was apparent and asked her to please go away. He loosened the white tie that was around his neck and rolled up the left sleeve of his black shirt revealing a tattooed bracelet with a small charm in the shape of a cross and a rose with a small half moon in the center of it on his tanned wrist, he then rolled up the right sleeve revealing a diagonal scar on the inside of his arm approximately twelve center meters long traveling from just below his elbow shortly missing his wrist. He undone the buttons on the white vest he was wearing after downing another shot of scotch and motioning the bartender to refill his glass. The man rubbed his temples roughly with his thumbs using his hands to cover half of his face. He stared into the glass that had been refilled for the third time in less than ten minutes and watched as the music made slight ripples in the caramelish coloured liquid. Another man had walked up to the counter and sat next to the furious star and began moving his hands down the others back pinching his butt teasingly. That was it for the other he turned clenched fist flying straight into the other's cheek. He gripped the mans collar and slammed him against the counter top. Unknown to the two men the onlookers had brought out their phones and began recording what the movie star was doing.
"Is this what you want? Huh? Me to be rough? Huh you gonna answer me you fucking prick?" He shouted an icy edge to the young man's voice. He was breathing heavily as he stared into the shorter man's eyes.
"Yeah I want you rough, roughly inside me, moaning my name when you cum. Pretty boy movie star wants to fuck and everyone knows it," The man said his voice quivering betraying the slightly drunken tone. The other man loosened his grip letting him go and sitting back on his seat muttering 'You're lucky I don't sue' under his breath before taking another sip of his glass.
The alcohol was burning his throat, everytime he drank another glass the sensation would subside a little but it would not take away the emotions he was feeling. He was hoping and praying that getting himself smashed to oblivion would stop the pain but it never did and he knew that all too well. He had tried this method many times before going to different bars each time and knew it never worked but it still somehow gave him comfort and numbed his head for a little while before the headaches and feelings came back with a vengance each time a little more severe than before. It would take a lot more than what it used to to get him drunk, these days he would buy three or four bottles of scotch and drink them alone in his large apartment just to get drunk before falling into a nightmarish sleep and waking up with a hangover that he had to get rid of before going to another day of filming.
He wanted it to end, he wanted to stop feeling the way he did, he wanted to stop the pain he felt everyday, he wanted it to go back to the way it used to. He wanted to feel him in his arms again, kissing passionately and sweetly before falling into a peaceful slumber. He wanted everything to be normal, not to be the way things were now, he wanted to run away leaving everyone and everything behind to forget the things that happened. He just wanted his world to end but if his world ended so did the life of the only one he's ever loved. It would have taken another's life if it had not been that said thing happened a few days ago. The man sighed screwing his eyes shut trying to block it out, trying to stop the tears that were burning his bloodshot eyes behind their lids. He cupped his face with his hands massaging his forehead with the tips of his long slender fingers.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry Junsu, it's my fault this happened to you. Everything is my fault, your death, Yoochun leaving you for Jaejoong because of my attachment to you, Changmin leaving today, we were his only family and we were ripped apart just like what happened to his real family. Jaejoong leaving me for some fucking reason I don't know. Junsu please, please forgive me! You were the only thing stable in my life and you've dissappeared just like that, please I'll do anything to get you back. You are my best friend, who else is supposed to be the only good thing I have? I have nothing but I'll give up my career, the fake love my fans give me just to have you back, just for you not to be six feet under. It shouldn't have happened like this, we were supposed to be together through thick and thin, we promised each other we wouldn't leave. Please just come back to me, I can't live without you I just can't. You said you'd have my back but where are you? I'm so sorry for this I'll give my life for you to live, you mean so much more to the one's around you everyone truly loves you none of that fake shit they LOVE you I LOVE you did you hear me Jung Yunho LOVES you. You were more of a family to me than anyone on earth. You mean more to the world than I do, you could change the world for a better and you were. I beg of you don't leave me forever, I will do anything to have you back in my arms. To have you take another breath of life not caring about anything. You need to come back to me. Please...
The actor was unknown to a pair of cobolt blue eyes that had set their gaze upon him belonging to the man sitting beside him drinking silently. The man had been watching the young actor's actions since the moment he walked in, like many others he was fully aware that he was attracted to the tan skinned man and could tell the other was in some sort of distress. Something that this man was feeling more than ever. This man never normally drank and was not going to drink past to glasses before he left. He had to stay sober for the flight that came with the day that would arrive soon enough. He watched the other stare sadly into the space of nothingness feeling not only his own pain but that of the man next to him which was breaking his heart for a reason he wasn't sure. He observed the way his lips moved carefully open when he sighed only to close them abruptly seconds after. The actor would look at his phone flipping it open and then closed clenching his eyes shut only to flip the phone up again before dialling a number then cancelling it.
"Rough day huh?" He asked nervously hoping he wouldn't end up like the others that tried to talk to him. The actor took a side way glance at him and shrugged, giving up on ignoring the rest of the world.
"Must have been pretty bad, names Hyun Joong by the way and you are?" He asked voice smooth and warming, blue eyes softening their stare. The actor looked at him wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
"Please just leave me alone," The man mumbled taking another swig from the liquid that was being drained quicker than the previous glass. The actor turned to fully face the stranger named Hyun Joong. His eyes were the most wonderful caramel brown the younger man had ever seen and yet all he could see in them was the heartache he was caused. The eyes were pleading him to just leave him in all but peace, leave him in the black hole that was engulfing his heart gradually and painfully till it consumed him whole. Even after everything he could still see in the other's eyes he was still captivated by the mysterious aura that seemed to surround him. Hyun Joong swallowed the lump that had formed suddenly in his dry throat. He averted his blue eyes from the caramel ones watching him now. He bit his lower lip chewing hardly while the other still observed.
"Yunho, Jung Yunho, why do you even bother when you've seen what I do to people wantiing to get in my pants," Jung Yunho asked the slightly afraid Hyun Joong who appeared to be shrinking at the cold tone with the edge of a sharpened razor blade. Yunho's eyes were penetrating and slowly piercing a large whole through Hyun Joong's heart. The younger tried to swallow and answer openeing his mouth to say something but closed it awkwardly as no sound escaped his lips.
"I-I'm sorry..." He said voice quivering a little as he looked up to the ceiling eyes glazing over and tongue sticking to the root of his mouth. But no it wasn't because of the harsh tone he was spoken with to it was because he knew he couldn't do anything to stop the feeling Yunho had. He didn't know why he wanted to take it away from this man but something about him made his need to help, thousands of times more impossible than if he wanted to forget the figure. Hyun Joong glanced back at Yunho hoping he wasn't still watching him and he wasn't which made his heart beat a little slower.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Happy Birthday Yunho," He stated draining the glass with one gulp again asking for another and startling Hyun Joong slightly. Yunho turned for the seond time to face the obviously shocked man. He couldn't help but force a smile at the other who was blinking mouth slightly agape looking as if he was just trying to register what was just said to him. "The answer to your question is yes its been a rough day," Yunho said running his hands through his hair. Hyun Joong just mumbled still in disbelief that the man was talking to him civilly.
"Do you want to talk about it?" The other asked voice edged with concern well beyond what it should be. Yunho flicked his gaze back to his ninth glass of scotch before taking a small sip of it. He sat there thinking for what seemed the longest minute in eternity. Yes I want to talk about it what the fucked you think of course I don't you fucking retard. The actor thought and didn't really remember how the fucked they had ended up leaving together neither uttering a word, how they got to his apartment building or how they ended up in his apartment sitting on the couch or even how they ended up arms tangled around each other in a comfortable silence. He didn't remember the small words spoken by him or the other until he was in the safety of his home. It had become less hazy than what it was and he was able to coherrantly think.
"So what happened?" Hyun Joong asked staring into Yunho's caramel eyes from his position of having his head leaning on the other's chest arms wrapped around his waist. Yunho kept his eyes closed not moving and not bothering to answer the other's question.
"Okay then I'll tell you. He was my step brother, his mother married my father when I was eight and he was eleven . We became close in a few days and that's when I saw the bruises that were scattered all over his body, he later told me his father used to beat him senseless," Hyun Joong stopped and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. "He was my world, I adored him so much and he always let me hang out with him and his gang, even though they thought I was a bit nerdy they still had to give me more respect than I earned. When I entered high school I was more so a nerd than not. A-and I already got teased about that and the fact everyone said I looked like a girl, he would stand up for me and because of his reputation they would back down until he wasn't around. But when the captain of the Grid Iron team came out from the showers in the changing room a towel just sitting loosely around his waist showing his navel, the droplets of water making him look simply irresistable he kind of caught me staring and hard. T-that's when I was outed and my brother got into the first fight I had seen him in.
He told me it wasn't my fault but I knew it was. I had some idea that he had been in many other fights when I saw the was he took on five guys by himself he was bloody and I wanted to help but I think it was his girlfriend who was holding me back so I couldn't. The guys were all jocks and about the size of me tripled hehe um and yeah only one of his friends came to help him. I remember it so clearly even to this day watching him fight it was almost graceful. He stradled the leader of their little group and was pounding into his face. The whole school was watching what was going on because of me. He wouldn't stop hitting him until nearly every part of his face was bruised and broken. It took almost four teachers to stop him, and that's when I knew he was going to jail. It was all my fault and I should have been the one to take them on not him. They day after that he was released thanks to my mother's contacts. And that was the day I gave up my first kiss, it was soft and sweet.
After he finished high school on his eighteenth birthday we done it for our first time and he told me he loved me. And I loved him with every inch of my soul. But soon enough we were torn apart for the first time in our lives. He had enlisted in the army and due to his talents he was shipped off to Iraq three weeks after. He had told me after his second tour in Iraq was finished he would come home to me and never leave but he was stop-lossed when he tried to get out. That was the last time I ever saw him, heard his voice or felt his touch on my body and so he went back for his last time and soon enough seven months into his tour he was the captain of the group or whatever had lost two men and was trying to save another when he was gunned down by a sniper. Now the only love in my life is gone, my first love and the only one that's been able to keep me safe. I'm leaving for his funeral in California tomorrow morning. Pretty sad huh falling in love with your step brother, it's not right I know but I loved him more than life itself. So I ah guess that's me," He concluded tears silently falling from his blue eyes and wetting the black shirt that Yunho was wearing. He stifled a sob that was about to escape him mouth. He felt Yunho's hand in his hair all of a sudden and he tensed a little but as the other started twirling his hands in his hair he relaxed and his breath returned to normal.
"Hyun Joong, do you think there is ever something such as real true love? Nothing like when people say they love you and you think they do but rip your heart out and stab it a thousand times," Yunho asked abruptly receiving a puzzled look from the man snuggled up to him. The younger thought this over for a moment before answering.
"I seriously think you have a very dark mind but yeah I think there is. Well I hope there is anyway because if there isn't then I don't know what to call how I've felt about the same person for years," He replied still thinking hard on the subject before giving it up and returning his attention back to Yunho who had started talking again.
"We were best friends since the day we were born. We just had a special connection or something, like those even exist but I don't know how else to explain it. There was a spark between us and as we got older it burned brighter until it became a scorching fire the day he turned fifteen. We were in my room and we decided to experiment since we both were old enough to do it. We kissed for the first time and it felt right, for the first time something actually felt more right than anything. I don't know how and I don't know when we were stripped to nakedness and then that was the first time I had sex, with my best friend... A year later we decided to stop fucking each other because if we didn't we would never know the feel of anyone else. I had my first boy crush on and that's when my dad caught me and the other boy in bed together. He called me every name under the blue moon and kicked me out no clothes or anything. And he done it he saved my life, Junsu took me away to Japan and we lived there until a few years later when we came back here. We still kissed each other until we met Park Yoochun, Shim Changmin and... K-Kim Jaejoong," He paused and the look of pain was clearly showing through his cold expression, "Junsu had fallen head over heels for Yoochun and I for the Kim guy. They had one condition for us though. We couldn't kiss, touch or even say anything too intimately to each other and although it killed both of us more than they cared to know we abided by the rules. We loved them and gave up our whole selves to them. But one day two months ago I came home after my filming had ended to see Junsu against my door balling his eyes out. I couldn't stop him and no matter how hard I tried to make the tears stop falling from his eyes they wouldn't. He asked me to do that what we agreed not to, he begged me and my heart broke knowing I would regret it but I did so anyhow. Just to make the pain leave him. I picked him up, his legs were wrapped around my waist face liplocked with mine and carried him into my apartment. I remember everything he was wearing that day from the blue flannel-let shirt to the white tank top and the cargo pants. I placed him on my bed softly and I gave him everything he wanted then and there. I felt horrible to do that to him but I continued anyway and I had sex with him...no...no it wasn't sex... I don't know what it was but it wasn't just sex, everyone else it was just sex or fucking but no this time it felt different," He said a rebelious tear falling from his red puffy watery eyes.
"Yunho, it's called making love," Hyun Joong offered a small smile with his statement and wiped the tear from his cheek sitting up and dragging him into the bedroom. Placing him on the bed and making sure he was comfortably positioned he sat on the chair next to the bed observing the blank expression on the other's face.
"W-whatever... it doesn't matter anymore. The next day Jaejoong broke up with me the same lame excuse Yoochun used with Junsu. 'Things just weren't working out' and so that was my heart broken into a million pieces. Soon after I started the drinking and fucking of the women. Junsu always stood by myside not caring if what I did was wrong. He protested against it of course but he stood by me. Then we found out J-J...Jaejoong and Yoochun were getting married on the thirteenth of February. It destroyed the feeling of pain I felt to a much deeper feeling a-and then guess what three days ago Junsu was challenged to a drifting competition because he was the best in South Korea. Of course he accepted and guess what the friggin challenger smashed his car into a tree so Junsu stopped to help and that caused him his life the challenger is fucking alive while one of the most greatest people in the world is gone... dead. The doctor said he was dead before he got on the operating table. There you fucking know! My best friend is dead and the love of my life is marrying my best friend's ex. Oh and you want to know what else... We burried him today, on my birthday. Can you believe it, great thing to celebrate. Then the youngest among us he had seen our whole little family ripped apart much like his own and he ran! He's gone and I can't even protect him now. Everyone in my life had left me. He was the only one that always stayed with me and now he's gone. It's all my fault he wouldn't have accepted the challenge if I wasn't out getting laid and he was waiting for me," Yunho sobbed tears freely streaming from his eyes. He cupped his head in his hands and burried them in his knees. Hyun Joong felt the little piece of his heart left snap in half for the man. He knew what it was like to loose the one you loved but not like this, this was different. He had lost the man he thought he was in love with and the man that was truly perfect for him. Hyun Joong got up and began removing Yunho's clothes as he had fallen asleep and pulling on a pair of Pyjama pants and tucking him in tightly. He kissed the older man on the temple barely brushing his lips against the skin before sitting down comfortably on the seat closing his eyes to drift into a light slumber knowing he needed to leave but wanting to stay with all that was left of his shattered heart. All that could be heard in the large apartment was the quiet sound of a small cat purring noise emitting from Yunho who was able to sleep a little better than most nights.
"Cut! Great job boys! We're really feeling it today! If I didn't know better I swear that was what really happened between the two of you!" The director shouted over the set while the crew applauded their efforts. Hyun Joong rolled his eyes sadly because something like this happened and was a little the way they met. Yunho opened his left eye peeping over at Hyun Joong who was smiling gorgeously at him. He felt butterflies fluttering around in his stomach when he watched the other smile happily at him, that smile was only for him it was the one only HE got. His blue eyes were so warm and full of love it gave him a fuzzy feeling all over his body. He checked around making sure no one was watching and made a finger motion ushering the other over to him. Hyun Joong looked around smiled mischieviously and made his move for the bed. He crawled over to the middle of the bed straddling Yunho who placed his hands on Hun Joong's waist pulling him closer.
"You do know I like undressing you," Hyun Joong said slyly a cunning smile on his face. He leaned down closer to Yunho and brushed their lips together softly. Yunho made a small whimpering noise to indicate that he wants more than what the other was giving him. Hyun Joong shivered when the noise escaped his lovers mouth and gave into his wants. The kiss was slow and gentle until Yunho licked his lover's lips for entrance who ofcourse let him have access. They deepened the kiss into a passionate battle of tongues and mouths, Yunho tilted his head one way while Hyun Joong tilted his the other mouths melding together more intimately. One of Yunho's hands made it's way up to Hyun Joong's shoulder length hair and twisted his fingers in it rubbing the curve of his back under his white wife beater with the other hand. Yunho's lover made a small moan into his mouth, making Yunho shudder from the intense sound that was escaping his lover's throat. Hyun Joong held himself up with one hand while his other made it's way under the blanket and onto Yunho's chest rubbing and pinchin his nipples making the other groan low and seductively. They barely broke apart as they were gasping for breath still letting their lips press agaist each other's.
The director along with the rest of the cast and crew walked back into the room getting ready to set up for the next scene when they came accross the two lover's stuck together arms tangled together and bodies pressed flush against each other's again. He sighed rolling his eyes stifling a cry he was ready to let out. He was sick of leaving for less than five minutes and when he returned they would be crushed together kissing intensely in a world eniterly their own. Normally they would end up with ruined hair and makeup which was bad enough having to do three times a day but with these two always on each other it had to be done at least seven times. He turned and sat on the seat waiting for the two to remember they were trying to film. He observed them and finally they stopped, he sighed thanking god he wouldn't have to put up with this much longer when Yunho flipped Hyun Joong onto the bed, blankets falling on him and revealing Yunho's bare torso. The director slammed his head on the desk beside him sobbing silently when he heard a very sexual moan which he wished he didn't because he hated to admit it turned him on. He flicked his eyes to look at the couple on the bed, his eyes widened when he saw Hyun Joong wife beater thrown to some remote part of the floor back arching up, trousers and underweard around his knees. Tan flushed skin showing, hands gripping Yunho's hair tightly and Yunho in the middle of Hyun Joong's spread legs. Another moan escaped the younger's lips loud and erotic. The room was dead silent except for the sounds being evoked from a writhing Hyun Joong. Abruptly a hand was covering his eyes and he didn't like it. Hot breath was near his right ear breathing heavily on his earlobe.
"Chunnie, your bulging out of your pants and it's not me whose making the niose. I'm not happy now so say bye bye to having hot sex tonight," A low voice smooth and seductive whispered into his ear making him shiver all over. He whimpered softly into the voice.
"S-Su please don't d-do that to me... I need you...n-now," He panted voice raspy and husky. Junsu licked his ear playfully making him jump to his feet quickly and pull his boyfriend to any secluded room where he could have his way with him making him scream and moan.
Two other's were watching their friends either sucking each other off or actually making love either way they were sighing. The younger turned to his hyung and raised his eyebrows. The shorter of the two exhaled and nodded letting the boy lead him away happily.
"Thank you Jae Jae, I love you for this," The younger said skipping while the other was being dragged with a very annoyed look on his face.
"Yeah yeah Min you only say you love me after I make you food or we have sex. SO in other word's you don't love me," Jaejoong said moodily pouting. Changmin turned to him and pecked him on the cheek before opening the door his face instantly brightening.
"Don't make me wait too long Jae or I'll eat you instead and I'm pretty sure you don't want to be the main course," The youinger stated eyes gleaming at the kitchen. Jaejoong blushed a very crimson shade of red covering his face with his hands before running to get the boy some food or he'll be much sorer than if Changmin ate first.
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Hi everyone,
I know I'm supposed to be writing the three way kinky smut with JaeChunSu but this popped into my head and I couldn't get it out. I'm sorry please forgive me!!!! If it sucks i'm very sorry.
As always comments are LOVE <333
Author: Nyrok5 a.k.a Kezz
Length: One-shot
Genre: Some smut, um character death, and probably a little drama (im sorry if it sucks)
Rating: NC-17, course language and sex lol
Pairing:Hosu, Yoosu (Slight), Jaemin (slight) Hyun Joiong/ Yunho
Summary: Junsu, Yonho's best friend has passes away and that's when he meets a stranger in a bar
A/N: Um... this is my first time writing somethin like this, not the smut, but everything else. Well I hope you like it and i'm sorry if it sucks
A tall well built man in his early twenties walked into the bar paying attention to none of his surroundings. He wasn't concentrating on where he was going or who was watching him. Many of the other men and women were eying the man lust apparent in their orbs undressing him as he walked head down and hands in pockets to the counter. The man sat down running his hands through his spiked brown hair and sighing harshly.
"What can I get for you tonight Sir?" The bartender asked. The other man just replied absentmindedly with a large scotch and to keep em' coming. One of the women that had been eying the tanned skinned man walked up to him hips swaying seductively and sat down next to him whispering into his ear. The man just rolled his eyes and politely told her to back off. He would have gladly taken up the offer any other time to stop the pain but tonight he just wasn't in it, he was distracted and angry beyond belief. The spiky haired man was a notorious player and was known to take a different woman to a hotel room, that was specifically booked out for the young star, every week. He would sleep with them then leave them in the hotel room getting in his best friend's car that seemed to be parked there no matter what time it was. The public always thought this was one of his manager's cars but no, the man that would pick him up was anything but that. He was one of the four lights in his life, he shone brightly in the star's eyes only to go unnoticed by everyone else but that was how the younger wanted it, he wanted nothing to do with the world that his best friend lived in. The younger man was the only person the older would console in and it had been that way since they learned to talk they both wanted it to stay that way to since the both of them lost the one's they held close, they were each other's rock and the only one's who stood by each other despite the many things each other did.
+Flash back 2 weeks ago+
Stupid woman, as if I'd give you my number! Do you really think I would give such a slut my number? I really think not. The man thought pulling his white jacket over the grey t-shirt he was wearing. He grunted a little when he couldn't find the aviator sunglasses he was wearing previously. He walked into the lounge room of the large hotel room and found the glasses sitting on the glass topped coffee table. He picked them up and fixed them on his nose properly before walking out into the hallway and to the elevators. He gripped the rail counting the number of seconds going by as the lift slowly made its way to the ground floor. He stepped out and there of course we're photographers taking pictures again. He smiled and waved politely fastening his pace a little to reach the golden yellow Corvette LT waiting outside the front entrance as always. He opened the door and got into the passenger seat without uttering a word to the young male driver. As soon as he was safely secured by the seat belt the car took off quickly. The passenger turned to face the other a bright smile appearing on his face instantly.
"Hey Susu," He greeted softly voice warm and melting, placing his hand over the others, whose was firmly gripped to the gear stick, rubbing it softly with his thumb. The driver glanced at the other and rolled his eyes.
"Hey Susu," He mimicked sarcastically and smiled in the dark of the car. "Hello to yourself Jung Yunho," Junsu said and Yunho imagined the smile that would be appearing the other's face. Yunho chuckled at his best friend's tone as he knew what would come after their pleasantries.
"Yunho I thought you said you'd stop doing this to yourself," Junsu said sighing sounding dissapointed but as usual knew the answer that was coming after a few months of doing this. The other just made a humming noise that indicated 'yeah I know Susu but without him I'm drowning so I will keep doing this until he saves me'. He looked out the tinted windows and into the dark streets watching the world pass him by outside.
"Su," Yunho paused hesitantly not really knowing how to say this but he was going to try to if it was the last thing he done before his eyelids became too heavy for him. "I...ah...I'm..."
"I know Yunho, you don't have to say it. I know you are anyway what are best friend's for? Seriously it's ok Yunnie," Junsu cut him off voice soft and somewhat sad. It killed Yunho to hear his friend use that same tone over and over again with him making his heart ache each and every time. He looked back over to the younger and observed the way he seemed so calm and at ease when he drove. Yunho thought this was the one thing he ever see's his friend at his happiest and in the most relaxed state, speeding along during the night. Nothing but the cool air and the sound of the car. Junsu seemed to meld with the car perfectly and Yunho thought that was one of the most beautiful things he's ever seen, watching the boy drive. Everything perfect in a flowing motion. He was awoken from his thoughts when the car door was opened from the outside. He got out thanking the man for getting his door and walking arm wrapped around the shorter's shoulders and his around Yunho's waist. They walked like that to the elevators and to the door of Yunho's apartment. Yunho turned and smiled at Junsu kissing the other gently on the lips. Junsu's lips were soft and gentle unlike that of his ex-boyfriend's. Jaejoong's kisses were passionate, bruising and quick nothing similar to the way Junsu kissed. Junsu's were sweet and long taking his breath away. They weren't lovers and haven't been for a long time still they would kiss more intimately than they should. They both knew each others boundaries to how far they would go and they respected that.
+Flash back End+
He downed the shot in less than a few seconds before ushering the bartender for another one. Another lady walked up to him and asked for his autograph, he remained calm even though the annoyance in his voice was apparent and asked her to please go away. He loosened the white tie that was around his neck and rolled up the left sleeve of his black shirt revealing a tattooed bracelet with a small charm in the shape of a cross and a rose with a small half moon in the center of it on his tanned wrist, he then rolled up the right sleeve revealing a diagonal scar on the inside of his arm approximately twelve center meters long traveling from just below his elbow shortly missing his wrist. He undone the buttons on the white vest he was wearing after downing another shot of scotch and motioning the bartender to refill his glass. The man rubbed his temples roughly with his thumbs using his hands to cover half of his face. He stared into the glass that had been refilled for the third time in less than ten minutes and watched as the music made slight ripples in the caramelish coloured liquid. Another man had walked up to the counter and sat next to the furious star and began moving his hands down the others back pinching his butt teasingly. That was it for the other he turned clenched fist flying straight into the other's cheek. He gripped the mans collar and slammed him against the counter top. Unknown to the two men the onlookers had brought out their phones and began recording what the movie star was doing.
"Is this what you want? Huh? Me to be rough? Huh you gonna answer me you fucking prick?" He shouted an icy edge to the young man's voice. He was breathing heavily as he stared into the shorter man's eyes.
"Yeah I want you rough, roughly inside me, moaning my name when you cum. Pretty boy movie star wants to fuck and everyone knows it," The man said his voice quivering betraying the slightly drunken tone. The other man loosened his grip letting him go and sitting back on his seat muttering 'You're lucky I don't sue' under his breath before taking another sip of his glass.
The alcohol was burning his throat, everytime he drank another glass the sensation would subside a little but it would not take away the emotions he was feeling. He was hoping and praying that getting himself smashed to oblivion would stop the pain but it never did and he knew that all too well. He had tried this method many times before going to different bars each time and knew it never worked but it still somehow gave him comfort and numbed his head for a little while before the headaches and feelings came back with a vengance each time a little more severe than before. It would take a lot more than what it used to to get him drunk, these days he would buy three or four bottles of scotch and drink them alone in his large apartment just to get drunk before falling into a nightmarish sleep and waking up with a hangover that he had to get rid of before going to another day of filming.
He wanted it to end, he wanted to stop feeling the way he did, he wanted to stop the pain he felt everyday, he wanted it to go back to the way it used to. He wanted to feel him in his arms again, kissing passionately and sweetly before falling into a peaceful slumber. He wanted everything to be normal, not to be the way things were now, he wanted to run away leaving everyone and everything behind to forget the things that happened. He just wanted his world to end but if his world ended so did the life of the only one he's ever loved. It would have taken another's life if it had not been that said thing happened a few days ago. The man sighed screwing his eyes shut trying to block it out, trying to stop the tears that were burning his bloodshot eyes behind their lids. He cupped his face with his hands massaging his forehead with the tips of his long slender fingers.
I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry Junsu, it's my fault this happened to you. Everything is my fault, your death, Yoochun leaving you for Jaejoong because of my attachment to you, Changmin leaving today, we were his only family and we were ripped apart just like what happened to his real family. Jaejoong leaving me for some fucking reason I don't know. Junsu please, please forgive me! You were the only thing stable in my life and you've dissappeared just like that, please I'll do anything to get you back. You are my best friend, who else is supposed to be the only good thing I have? I have nothing but I'll give up my career, the fake love my fans give me just to have you back, just for you not to be six feet under. It shouldn't have happened like this, we were supposed to be together through thick and thin, we promised each other we wouldn't leave. Please just come back to me, I can't live without you I just can't. You said you'd have my back but where are you? I'm so sorry for this I'll give my life for you to live, you mean so much more to the one's around you everyone truly loves you none of that fake shit they LOVE you I LOVE you did you hear me Jung Yunho LOVES you. You were more of a family to me than anyone on earth. You mean more to the world than I do, you could change the world for a better and you were. I beg of you don't leave me forever, I will do anything to have you back in my arms. To have you take another breath of life not caring about anything. You need to come back to me. Please...
The actor was unknown to a pair of cobolt blue eyes that had set their gaze upon him belonging to the man sitting beside him drinking silently. The man had been watching the young actor's actions since the moment he walked in, like many others he was fully aware that he was attracted to the tan skinned man and could tell the other was in some sort of distress. Something that this man was feeling more than ever. This man never normally drank and was not going to drink past to glasses before he left. He had to stay sober for the flight that came with the day that would arrive soon enough. He watched the other stare sadly into the space of nothingness feeling not only his own pain but that of the man next to him which was breaking his heart for a reason he wasn't sure. He observed the way his lips moved carefully open when he sighed only to close them abruptly seconds after. The actor would look at his phone flipping it open and then closed clenching his eyes shut only to flip the phone up again before dialling a number then cancelling it.
"Rough day huh?" He asked nervously hoping he wouldn't end up like the others that tried to talk to him. The actor took a side way glance at him and shrugged, giving up on ignoring the rest of the world.
"Must have been pretty bad, names Hyun Joong by the way and you are?" He asked voice smooth and warming, blue eyes softening their stare. The actor looked at him wrinkled his nose and shook his head.
"Please just leave me alone," The man mumbled taking another swig from the liquid that was being drained quicker than the previous glass. The actor turned to fully face the stranger named Hyun Joong. His eyes were the most wonderful caramel brown the younger man had ever seen and yet all he could see in them was the heartache he was caused. The eyes were pleading him to just leave him in all but peace, leave him in the black hole that was engulfing his heart gradually and painfully till it consumed him whole. Even after everything he could still see in the other's eyes he was still captivated by the mysterious aura that seemed to surround him. Hyun Joong swallowed the lump that had formed suddenly in his dry throat. He averted his blue eyes from the caramel ones watching him now. He bit his lower lip chewing hardly while the other still observed.
"Yunho, Jung Yunho, why do you even bother when you've seen what I do to people wantiing to get in my pants," Jung Yunho asked the slightly afraid Hyun Joong who appeared to be shrinking at the cold tone with the edge of a sharpened razor blade. Yunho's eyes were penetrating and slowly piercing a large whole through Hyun Joong's heart. The younger tried to swallow and answer openeing his mouth to say something but closed it awkwardly as no sound escaped his lips.
"I-I'm sorry..." He said voice quivering a little as he looked up to the ceiling eyes glazing over and tongue sticking to the root of his mouth. But no it wasn't because of the harsh tone he was spoken with to it was because he knew he couldn't do anything to stop the feeling Yunho had. He didn't know why he wanted to take it away from this man but something about him made his need to help, thousands of times more impossible than if he wanted to forget the figure. Hyun Joong glanced back at Yunho hoping he wasn't still watching him and he wasn't which made his heart beat a little slower.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. Happy Birthday Yunho," He stated draining the glass with one gulp again asking for another and startling Hyun Joong slightly. Yunho turned for the seond time to face the obviously shocked man. He couldn't help but force a smile at the other who was blinking mouth slightly agape looking as if he was just trying to register what was just said to him. "The answer to your question is yes its been a rough day," Yunho said running his hands through his hair. Hyun Joong just mumbled still in disbelief that the man was talking to him civilly.
"Do you want to talk about it?" The other asked voice edged with concern well beyond what it should be. Yunho flicked his gaze back to his ninth glass of scotch before taking a small sip of it. He sat there thinking for what seemed the longest minute in eternity. Yes I want to talk about it what the fucked you think of course I don't you fucking retard. The actor thought and didn't really remember how the fucked they had ended up leaving together neither uttering a word, how they got to his apartment building or how they ended up in his apartment sitting on the couch or even how they ended up arms tangled around each other in a comfortable silence. He didn't remember the small words spoken by him or the other until he was in the safety of his home. It had become less hazy than what it was and he was able to coherrantly think.
"So what happened?" Hyun Joong asked staring into Yunho's caramel eyes from his position of having his head leaning on the other's chest arms wrapped around his waist. Yunho kept his eyes closed not moving and not bothering to answer the other's question.
"Okay then I'll tell you. He was my step brother, his mother married my father when I was eight and he was eleven . We became close in a few days and that's when I saw the bruises that were scattered all over his body, he later told me his father used to beat him senseless," Hyun Joong stopped and swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. "He was my world, I adored him so much and he always let me hang out with him and his gang, even though they thought I was a bit nerdy they still had to give me more respect than I earned. When I entered high school I was more so a nerd than not. A-and I already got teased about that and the fact everyone said I looked like a girl, he would stand up for me and because of his reputation they would back down until he wasn't around. But when the captain of the Grid Iron team came out from the showers in the changing room a towel just sitting loosely around his waist showing his navel, the droplets of water making him look simply irresistable he kind of caught me staring and hard. T-that's when I was outed and my brother got into the first fight I had seen him in.
He told me it wasn't my fault but I knew it was. I had some idea that he had been in many other fights when I saw the was he took on five guys by himself he was bloody and I wanted to help but I think it was his girlfriend who was holding me back so I couldn't. The guys were all jocks and about the size of me tripled hehe um and yeah only one of his friends came to help him. I remember it so clearly even to this day watching him fight it was almost graceful. He stradled the leader of their little group and was pounding into his face. The whole school was watching what was going on because of me. He wouldn't stop hitting him until nearly every part of his face was bruised and broken. It took almost four teachers to stop him, and that's when I knew he was going to jail. It was all my fault and I should have been the one to take them on not him. They day after that he was released thanks to my mother's contacts. And that was the day I gave up my first kiss, it was soft and sweet.
After he finished high school on his eighteenth birthday we done it for our first time and he told me he loved me. And I loved him with every inch of my soul. But soon enough we were torn apart for the first time in our lives. He had enlisted in the army and due to his talents he was shipped off to Iraq three weeks after. He had told me after his second tour in Iraq was finished he would come home to me and never leave but he was stop-lossed when he tried to get out. That was the last time I ever saw him, heard his voice or felt his touch on my body and so he went back for his last time and soon enough seven months into his tour he was the captain of the group or whatever had lost two men and was trying to save another when he was gunned down by a sniper. Now the only love in my life is gone, my first love and the only one that's been able to keep me safe. I'm leaving for his funeral in California tomorrow morning. Pretty sad huh falling in love with your step brother, it's not right I know but I loved him more than life itself. So I ah guess that's me," He concluded tears silently falling from his blue eyes and wetting the black shirt that Yunho was wearing. He stifled a sob that was about to escape him mouth. He felt Yunho's hand in his hair all of a sudden and he tensed a little but as the other started twirling his hands in his hair he relaxed and his breath returned to normal.
"Hyun Joong, do you think there is ever something such as real true love? Nothing like when people say they love you and you think they do but rip your heart out and stab it a thousand times," Yunho asked abruptly receiving a puzzled look from the man snuggled up to him. The younger thought this over for a moment before answering.
"I seriously think you have a very dark mind but yeah I think there is. Well I hope there is anyway because if there isn't then I don't know what to call how I've felt about the same person for years," He replied still thinking hard on the subject before giving it up and returning his attention back to Yunho who had started talking again.
"We were best friends since the day we were born. We just had a special connection or something, like those even exist but I don't know how else to explain it. There was a spark between us and as we got older it burned brighter until it became a scorching fire the day he turned fifteen. We were in my room and we decided to experiment since we both were old enough to do it. We kissed for the first time and it felt right, for the first time something actually felt more right than anything. I don't know how and I don't know when we were stripped to nakedness and then that was the first time I had sex, with my best friend... A year later we decided to stop fucking each other because if we didn't we would never know the feel of anyone else. I had my first boy crush on and that's when my dad caught me and the other boy in bed together. He called me every name under the blue moon and kicked me out no clothes or anything. And he done it he saved my life, Junsu took me away to Japan and we lived there until a few years later when we came back here. We still kissed each other until we met Park Yoochun, Shim Changmin and... K-Kim Jaejoong," He paused and the look of pain was clearly showing through his cold expression, "Junsu had fallen head over heels for Yoochun and I for the Kim guy. They had one condition for us though. We couldn't kiss, touch or even say anything too intimately to each other and although it killed both of us more than they cared to know we abided by the rules. We loved them and gave up our whole selves to them. But one day two months ago I came home after my filming had ended to see Junsu against my door balling his eyes out. I couldn't stop him and no matter how hard I tried to make the tears stop falling from his eyes they wouldn't. He asked me to do that what we agreed not to, he begged me and my heart broke knowing I would regret it but I did so anyhow. Just to make the pain leave him. I picked him up, his legs were wrapped around my waist face liplocked with mine and carried him into my apartment. I remember everything he was wearing that day from the blue flannel-let shirt to the white tank top and the cargo pants. I placed him on my bed softly and I gave him everything he wanted then and there. I felt horrible to do that to him but I continued anyway and I had sex with him...no...no it wasn't sex... I don't know what it was but it wasn't just sex, everyone else it was just sex or fucking but no this time it felt different," He said a rebelious tear falling from his red puffy watery eyes.
"Yunho, it's called making love," Hyun Joong offered a small smile with his statement and wiped the tear from his cheek sitting up and dragging him into the bedroom. Placing him on the bed and making sure he was comfortably positioned he sat on the chair next to the bed observing the blank expression on the other's face.
"W-whatever... it doesn't matter anymore. The next day Jaejoong broke up with me the same lame excuse Yoochun used with Junsu. 'Things just weren't working out' and so that was my heart broken into a million pieces. Soon after I started the drinking and fucking of the women. Junsu always stood by myside not caring if what I did was wrong. He protested against it of course but he stood by me. Then we found out J-J...Jaejoong and Yoochun were getting married on the thirteenth of February. It destroyed the feeling of pain I felt to a much deeper feeling a-and then guess what three days ago Junsu was challenged to a drifting competition because he was the best in South Korea. Of course he accepted and guess what the friggin challenger smashed his car into a tree so Junsu stopped to help and that caused him his life the challenger is fucking alive while one of the most greatest people in the world is gone... dead. The doctor said he was dead before he got on the operating table. There you fucking know! My best friend is dead and the love of my life is marrying my best friend's ex. Oh and you want to know what else... We burried him today, on my birthday. Can you believe it, great thing to celebrate. Then the youngest among us he had seen our whole little family ripped apart much like his own and he ran! He's gone and I can't even protect him now. Everyone in my life had left me. He was the only one that always stayed with me and now he's gone. It's all my fault he wouldn't have accepted the challenge if I wasn't out getting laid and he was waiting for me," Yunho sobbed tears freely streaming from his eyes. He cupped his head in his hands and burried them in his knees. Hyun Joong felt the little piece of his heart left snap in half for the man. He knew what it was like to loose the one you loved but not like this, this was different. He had lost the man he thought he was in love with and the man that was truly perfect for him. Hyun Joong got up and began removing Yunho's clothes as he had fallen asleep and pulling on a pair of Pyjama pants and tucking him in tightly. He kissed the older man on the temple barely brushing his lips against the skin before sitting down comfortably on the seat closing his eyes to drift into a light slumber knowing he needed to leave but wanting to stay with all that was left of his shattered heart. All that could be heard in the large apartment was the quiet sound of a small cat purring noise emitting from Yunho who was able to sleep a little better than most nights.
"Cut! Great job boys! We're really feeling it today! If I didn't know better I swear that was what really happened between the two of you!" The director shouted over the set while the crew applauded their efforts. Hyun Joong rolled his eyes sadly because something like this happened and was a little the way they met. Yunho opened his left eye peeping over at Hyun Joong who was smiling gorgeously at him. He felt butterflies fluttering around in his stomach when he watched the other smile happily at him, that smile was only for him it was the one only HE got. His blue eyes were so warm and full of love it gave him a fuzzy feeling all over his body. He checked around making sure no one was watching and made a finger motion ushering the other over to him. Hyun Joong looked around smiled mischieviously and made his move for the bed. He crawled over to the middle of the bed straddling Yunho who placed his hands on Hun Joong's waist pulling him closer.
"You do know I like undressing you," Hyun Joong said slyly a cunning smile on his face. He leaned down closer to Yunho and brushed their lips together softly. Yunho made a small whimpering noise to indicate that he wants more than what the other was giving him. Hyun Joong shivered when the noise escaped his lovers mouth and gave into his wants. The kiss was slow and gentle until Yunho licked his lover's lips for entrance who ofcourse let him have access. They deepened the kiss into a passionate battle of tongues and mouths, Yunho tilted his head one way while Hyun Joong tilted his the other mouths melding together more intimately. One of Yunho's hands made it's way up to Hyun Joong's shoulder length hair and twisted his fingers in it rubbing the curve of his back under his white wife beater with the other hand. Yunho's lover made a small moan into his mouth, making Yunho shudder from the intense sound that was escaping his lover's throat. Hyun Joong held himself up with one hand while his other made it's way under the blanket and onto Yunho's chest rubbing and pinchin his nipples making the other groan low and seductively. They barely broke apart as they were gasping for breath still letting their lips press agaist each other's.
The director along with the rest of the cast and crew walked back into the room getting ready to set up for the next scene when they came accross the two lover's stuck together arms tangled together and bodies pressed flush against each other's again. He sighed rolling his eyes stifling a cry he was ready to let out. He was sick of leaving for less than five minutes and when he returned they would be crushed together kissing intensely in a world eniterly their own. Normally they would end up with ruined hair and makeup which was bad enough having to do three times a day but with these two always on each other it had to be done at least seven times. He turned and sat on the seat waiting for the two to remember they were trying to film. He observed them and finally they stopped, he sighed thanking god he wouldn't have to put up with this much longer when Yunho flipped Hyun Joong onto the bed, blankets falling on him and revealing Yunho's bare torso. The director slammed his head on the desk beside him sobbing silently when he heard a very sexual moan which he wished he didn't because he hated to admit it turned him on. He flicked his eyes to look at the couple on the bed, his eyes widened when he saw Hyun Joong wife beater thrown to some remote part of the floor back arching up, trousers and underweard around his knees. Tan flushed skin showing, hands gripping Yunho's hair tightly and Yunho in the middle of Hyun Joong's spread legs. Another moan escaped the younger's lips loud and erotic. The room was dead silent except for the sounds being evoked from a writhing Hyun Joong. Abruptly a hand was covering his eyes and he didn't like it. Hot breath was near his right ear breathing heavily on his earlobe.
"Chunnie, your bulging out of your pants and it's not me whose making the niose. I'm not happy now so say bye bye to having hot sex tonight," A low voice smooth and seductive whispered into his ear making him shiver all over. He whimpered softly into the voice.
"S-Su please don't d-do that to me... I need you...n-now," He panted voice raspy and husky. Junsu licked his ear playfully making him jump to his feet quickly and pull his boyfriend to any secluded room where he could have his way with him making him scream and moan.
Two other's were watching their friends either sucking each other off or actually making love either way they were sighing. The younger turned to his hyung and raised his eyebrows. The shorter of the two exhaled and nodded letting the boy lead him away happily.
"Thank you Jae Jae, I love you for this," The younger said skipping while the other was being dragged with a very annoyed look on his face.
"Yeah yeah Min you only say you love me after I make you food or we have sex. SO in other word's you don't love me," Jaejoong said moodily pouting. Changmin turned to him and pecked him on the cheek before opening the door his face instantly brightening.
"Don't make me wait too long Jae or I'll eat you instead and I'm pretty sure you don't want to be the main course," The youinger stated eyes gleaming at the kitchen. Jaejoong blushed a very crimson shade of red covering his face with his hands before running to get the boy some food or he'll be much sorer than if Changmin ate first.
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Hi everyone,
I know I'm supposed to be writing the three way kinky smut with JaeChunSu but this popped into my head and I couldn't get it out. I'm sorry please forgive me!!!! If it sucks i'm very sorry.
As always comments are LOVE <333