Stereo Love 3
Title: Stereo Love
Pairings: T.O.P. (Choi Seung-hyun)/G-Dragon (Kwon Ji Yong), Daesung x Seungri (Lee Seung-hyun), Tae-yang (Dong Yong Bae) x Henry Lau
Characters: BigBang, Super Junior, SHINee, random made up Koreans
Rating: PG-13 to R
Summary: To everyone else, it’s obvious that Ji and Hyun are in love. To them...not so much. After Ji forgets what happened at Jonghyun’s party, it’s up to Hyun to remind him. Will that moment be lost in the past? And if their love for each other officially reveals itself, will it be consummated?
(A/N: Here’s what some of you have been waiting for- SMUT!!! It’s mature- so don’t like, don’t read.)
G-Dragon POV
I woke up, feeling groggy and disoriented. My head was throbbing, and I knew that it would get much worse as the day progressed. I took in my surroundings, confused, and then I remembered that Jonghyun had hosted a party last night, and that I had consumed too much alcohol. Then I noticed who was by my side.
Hyun.
My arms were wrapped around his waist, and my head was nestled in the crook of his neck. What had happened last night anyway? All I knew was that I was the one who had dragged Hyun up here, but why?
I pulled myself away from Hyun cautiously, trying not to wake him up. As my arms left him, he murmured something, and turned onto his side. My left arm was trapped under his back now. I sighed. I had to wake him up if I wanted to go anywhere.
“Hyun, Hyun, wake up!” I said. When he didn’t respond, I poked his side sharply. His eyes snapped open, and his arms went up into a defensive position. When he saw that it was only me, he lowered his arms and looked at me questioningly.
“What?” he asked.
“Uh. . .I kinda need to move my arm,” I said slowly. Hyun saw that my arm was pinned underneath him, and he sat up.
“Sorry.”
“That’s okay.” I got up and walked to the door. Seung-hyun’s voice stopped me before I could leave.
“Wait-Ji Yong, do you remember anything that happened last night?” he asked.
I turned slowly, and replied with a monotonous “no.” For some reason, I wanted to avoid the topic of yesterday. I had probably done some crazy things.
“Really?” wondered Hyun.
“Positive,” I assured him.
“Ji?” Hyun asked. He seemed down.
“Hmm?”
“When we get back to Incheon, we need to talk.”
“Why?” I was confused. What was there to talk about?
“Trust me,” said Hyun, and with that, he got up and exited the room. My mind was boggled between the hangover, the coming “talk,” and the fact that I had no idea what had happened at this party. I shrugged to myself and followed Hyun.
* * *T.O.P POV
Sadness clawed at my heart. Ji didn’t remember anything. Not me telling him I loved him, or him saying it back. It was as if last night never existed. I sighed, depressed, as I boarded the bus, which had been waiting all night for us. Our driver, Sun, was awake and alert, and had probably not gotten any sleep over the night, keeping her eyes and ears open. She opened the doors for me.
“Sun noona!” I greeted her warmly. She smiled at me. Her graying hair shone in the morning light. “Have a nice sleep?” I teased. She rolled her eyes.
“Seung-hyun, do you think I would be sleeping when I’m supposed to be doing my job?” she asked me playfully. “I get paid, you know. Sleeping wouldn’t help me send my daughter to America to study, Seung-hyun. So? How was your night?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively. Sun noona was the only one that I knew of who suspected that there was a spark between Ji Yong and I. I had confided in her so many times.
“Well, it started as me talking to Taemin and Siwon, progressed into Ji trying to have sex with me, then us professing our love for each other. Next, we fell asleep.” She smiled, glad that there was some good news. I put a damper on things as I continued. “But Ji Yong was drunk, and he doesn’t remember anything, noona!” I whined the last sentence.
“Look, dongsaeng, do you love him?” she asked. Her tone was calm, but I knew there was something simmering under the surface. Whether it was anger or sadness or happiness, I knew not. Noona was very hard to read.
“I do, Sun noona, I really do,” I told her. I finally sat down on the couch that lined the wall.
“Then everything will work out for the best,” she said to me wisely. “Love will break through the barriers that keep the happiness from entering your heart. Just watch. But be patient, dongsaeng. Patience is the key to everything.” She smiled at me, and unrecognizable emotion in her eyes. Then she turned back to the front, and opened the doors to a confused-looking Ji Yong. “Hello, Ji Yong.” Ji smiled at Sun weakly in response, then walked up the steps. He saw me looking at him, then he quickly averted his gaze to the patterned carpet underneath him.
“Hey, Ji,” I greeted him. I hoped everything would be the same between him and I, if not more.
“Hello, Hyun.” And with that, Ji Yong remained silent. I wondered whether he was pondering our relationship, or the upcoming “talk.”
* * *I grabbed hold of Ji’s wrist as soon as we were safely inside our home, and towed him to my room. I locked the door behind us, and turned to face a suspicious and nervous-looking twenty-two year old.
“Relax, Ji. I’m not gonna rape you or anything,” I reassured him. He seemed to visibly become less tense.
Ji sat down on my bed and asked, “So, what do you want to talk about, hyung?” There it was again, hyung. I felt somewhat melancholy.
“Um, well, I want to talk about last night, Ji Yong.”
“Oh. So what exactly happened?” I was yearning to tell him after this inquiry, so I did.
I told him everything. About how he was grinding into me on the dance floor, how he traced circles on my back, how we fell asleep together. But I left out the most important aspect of the tale. His expression was calm and stoic the whole time.
“Anything else happen?” asked Ji when I was done.
“Uh. . .well, kind of.”
“What?”
“Nothing you need to worry about,” I replied. There was a burning passion to tell him that I loved him, though. I pushed it down my throat.
“Tell me, Hyun,” commanded Ji in a sharp tone that I had never heard before.
“Okay. Well, I told you that I. . .that I loved you, and you said it back. But you were drunk, so it didn’t mean anything,” I told Ji Yong, then looked at my feet, embarrassed that I had caved in to his wishes so quickly.
A soft hand pulled my chin up, and I found myself staring into pools of hazel. My breath hitched.
“Hyun,” said Ji softly, “I may have been drunk, but I realize now. . .that I meant everything I said.” Ji Yong’s face drew closer to mine until our foreheads were touching. Hesitantly, he pressed his lips to mine, and I groaned, putting more passion into the kiss.
The kiss was heaven in the middle of hell. It was like water quenching my thirst in a desert. It was shelter in a blizzard. I noticed how perfectly our bodies fit together, as if they were made for each other, and I smiled. Ji’s lips were soft but insistent on my neck as I broke apart from him to gasp for air.
I pulled of my red, leather jacket hurriedly and worked the zipper on Ji’s hoodie. He smiled at my impatience and unzipped his jacket, then began to unbutton his shirt. I slid my shirt over my head. I needed Ji Yong.
* * *G-Dragon POV
I stared at the flat planes of Hyun’s chest in awe. I didn’t know he would be this beautiful. Hyun was always so defensive when it conversation came to the topic of his body; I didn’t see why he needed to be so cautious. He was perfect. I hurriedly unzipped my jeans as he removed his pants.
Hyun pushed me down, onto the bed gently, then moved on top of me, holding most of his weight by his arms. He kissed my jaw, once, twice. Hyun moved to my chest. He played with my nipples, using his tongue to lick at them, and then his teeth to nibble. I arched my back in pure elation. He kissed his way down to my navel, and started to remove my plaid boxers with his teeth. My breath hitched. Hyun looked up at me, concerned.
“Are you sure, Yong-ah?” he asked. I nodded, barely keeping my pleasure contained. He continued to remove my boxers, and once he was done, removed his. I felt so hard at the sight of his length, which was standing up attentively. Hyun stared at my body. I felt like hiding, but Hyun seemed to read my mind. “You’re perfect,” he whispered. I blushed madly.
He retrieved a condom from his bedside drawer, saying that we could never be too careful. I smiled shyly as he rolled me onto my back.
“Sure, Ji?” he asked. I nodded once again.
“Just get on with Hyun. I need you,” I responded.
I felt something beginning to sink into me. It was painful, but pleasure masked the pain and increased my ecstasy a hundred-fold.
“You’re so tight, Yong-ah,” moaned Seung-hyun. I groaned as he pushed deeper into me. Once he was fully sheathed, he started to pump in and out.
I cried out, feeling bliss. Hyun’s grunts had me struggling to hold on. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I came violently.
“Can’t. . .hold on. . .much longer,” groaned Hyun as he pumped harder and faster into me. Finally he shouted, “Ji!” and I knew that he had come. Hyun slid out of me as smoothly as he could. I turned over so that I could see his face.
“That was amazing,” I told him, panting. He smiled at me. Hyun rolled off of me and landed lithely on the floor, picked up my clothes, and threw them to me. I got dressed, watching him pull on the various fabrics that kept his unmarred body concealed. I skipped over to him, then kissed his lips quickly.
“I need to go, Hyun. Hwa-Young is waiting for me.” Hwa was my vocal coach, and I was already late to my session. Hyun smiled at me, understanding.
As I opened the door, I heard a loud moan of pain, and felt the wood of the door bang against a skull. I peeked out, and saw the other three members of BigBang with their ears pressed to the wall. Seung rubbed his head, wincing. Daesung was smiling like a maniac. Yong Bae was giving me a double thumbs-up. I chuckled at them, then headed out the door. They followed.
“Hyung, so you and Seung-hyun are a thing, now?” asked Yong Bae. I nodded my head.
“It was really obvious that you both liked each other, hyung,” said Daesung and Seungri in unison. “Jinx!” they both screamed.
I rolled my eyes, my lips pulling up at the corners. “You guys are so immature,” I told them.
“Well, fine. But at least you and Hyun were getting it on, dude,” Daesung spoke.
“Wow, Daesung! You listened to us having sex?”
“Yup, all three of us did,” replied Seungri proudly. Daesung and Yong Bae punched him in the shoulders. Red colored both of their cheeks.
Finally, Yong Bae spoke up. “Well, you both have realized your love for each other. Have a nice life.” He walked away, and I had the vaguest feeling that something was bothering him.
I shrugged to myself, then told Daesung and Seungri to go away.
Love is sweet, I thought. Then an unpleasant notion struck me. It seemed to come from the darkest parts of my heart. Love never lasted.
(A/N: Sorry for the fail smut!!! I am planning on writing more for this series...if anyone wants something specific to happen, please comment!!! It most likely will end up in one of the next chapters!!!!)
Pairings: T.O.P. (Choi Seung-hyun)/G-Dragon (Kwon Ji Yong), Daesung x Seungri (Lee Seung-hyun), Tae-yang (Dong Yong Bae) x Henry Lau
Characters: BigBang, Super Junior, SHINee, random made up Koreans
Rating: PG-13 to R
Summary: To everyone else, it’s obvious that Ji and Hyun are in love. To them...not so much. After Ji forgets what happened at Jonghyun’s party, it’s up to Hyun to remind him. Will that moment be lost in the past? And if their love for each other officially reveals itself, will it be consummated?
(A/N: Here’s what some of you have been waiting for- SMUT!!! It’s mature- so don’t like, don’t read.)
G-Dragon POV
I woke up, feeling groggy and disoriented. My head was throbbing, and I knew that it would get much worse as the day progressed. I took in my surroundings, confused, and then I remembered that Jonghyun had hosted a party last night, and that I had consumed too much alcohol. Then I noticed who was by my side.
Hyun.
My arms were wrapped around his waist, and my head was nestled in the crook of his neck. What had happened last night anyway? All I knew was that I was the one who had dragged Hyun up here, but why?
I pulled myself away from Hyun cautiously, trying not to wake him up. As my arms left him, he murmured something, and turned onto his side. My left arm was trapped under his back now. I sighed. I had to wake him up if I wanted to go anywhere.
“Hyun, Hyun, wake up!” I said. When he didn’t respond, I poked his side sharply. His eyes snapped open, and his arms went up into a defensive position. When he saw that it was only me, he lowered his arms and looked at me questioningly.
“What?” he asked.
“Uh. . .I kinda need to move my arm,” I said slowly. Hyun saw that my arm was pinned underneath him, and he sat up.
“Sorry.”
“That’s okay.” I got up and walked to the door. Seung-hyun’s voice stopped me before I could leave.
“Wait-Ji Yong, do you remember anything that happened last night?” he asked.
I turned slowly, and replied with a monotonous “no.” For some reason, I wanted to avoid the topic of yesterday. I had probably done some crazy things.
“Really?” wondered Hyun.
“Positive,” I assured him.
“Ji?” Hyun asked. He seemed down.
“Hmm?”
“When we get back to Incheon, we need to talk.”
“Why?” I was confused. What was there to talk about?
“Trust me,” said Hyun, and with that, he got up and exited the room. My mind was boggled between the hangover, the coming “talk,” and the fact that I had no idea what had happened at this party. I shrugged to myself and followed Hyun.
* * *T.O.P POV
Sadness clawed at my heart. Ji didn’t remember anything. Not me telling him I loved him, or him saying it back. It was as if last night never existed. I sighed, depressed, as I boarded the bus, which had been waiting all night for us. Our driver, Sun, was awake and alert, and had probably not gotten any sleep over the night, keeping her eyes and ears open. She opened the doors for me.
“Sun noona!” I greeted her warmly. She smiled at me. Her graying hair shone in the morning light. “Have a nice sleep?” I teased. She rolled her eyes.
“Seung-hyun, do you think I would be sleeping when I’m supposed to be doing my job?” she asked me playfully. “I get paid, you know. Sleeping wouldn’t help me send my daughter to America to study, Seung-hyun. So? How was your night?” She raised her eyebrows suggestively. Sun noona was the only one that I knew of who suspected that there was a spark between Ji Yong and I. I had confided in her so many times.
“Well, it started as me talking to Taemin and Siwon, progressed into Ji trying to have sex with me, then us professing our love for each other. Next, we fell asleep.” She smiled, glad that there was some good news. I put a damper on things as I continued. “But Ji Yong was drunk, and he doesn’t remember anything, noona!” I whined the last sentence.
“Look, dongsaeng, do you love him?” she asked. Her tone was calm, but I knew there was something simmering under the surface. Whether it was anger or sadness or happiness, I knew not. Noona was very hard to read.
“I do, Sun noona, I really do,” I told her. I finally sat down on the couch that lined the wall.
“Then everything will work out for the best,” she said to me wisely. “Love will break through the barriers that keep the happiness from entering your heart. Just watch. But be patient, dongsaeng. Patience is the key to everything.” She smiled at me, and unrecognizable emotion in her eyes. Then she turned back to the front, and opened the doors to a confused-looking Ji Yong. “Hello, Ji Yong.” Ji smiled at Sun weakly in response, then walked up the steps. He saw me looking at him, then he quickly averted his gaze to the patterned carpet underneath him.
“Hey, Ji,” I greeted him. I hoped everything would be the same between him and I, if not more.
“Hello, Hyun.” And with that, Ji Yong remained silent. I wondered whether he was pondering our relationship, or the upcoming “talk.”
* * *I grabbed hold of Ji’s wrist as soon as we were safely inside our home, and towed him to my room. I locked the door behind us, and turned to face a suspicious and nervous-looking twenty-two year old.
“Relax, Ji. I’m not gonna rape you or anything,” I reassured him. He seemed to visibly become less tense.
Ji sat down on my bed and asked, “So, what do you want to talk about, hyung?” There it was again, hyung. I felt somewhat melancholy.
“Um, well, I want to talk about last night, Ji Yong.”
“Oh. So what exactly happened?” I was yearning to tell him after this inquiry, so I did.
I told him everything. About how he was grinding into me on the dance floor, how he traced circles on my back, how we fell asleep together. But I left out the most important aspect of the tale. His expression was calm and stoic the whole time.
“Anything else happen?” asked Ji when I was done.
“Uh. . .well, kind of.”
“What?”
“Nothing you need to worry about,” I replied. There was a burning passion to tell him that I loved him, though. I pushed it down my throat.
“Tell me, Hyun,” commanded Ji in a sharp tone that I had never heard before.
“Okay. Well, I told you that I. . .that I loved you, and you said it back. But you were drunk, so it didn’t mean anything,” I told Ji Yong, then looked at my feet, embarrassed that I had caved in to his wishes so quickly.
A soft hand pulled my chin up, and I found myself staring into pools of hazel. My breath hitched.
“Hyun,” said Ji softly, “I may have been drunk, but I realize now. . .that I meant everything I said.” Ji Yong’s face drew closer to mine until our foreheads were touching. Hesitantly, he pressed his lips to mine, and I groaned, putting more passion into the kiss.
The kiss was heaven in the middle of hell. It was like water quenching my thirst in a desert. It was shelter in a blizzard. I noticed how perfectly our bodies fit together, as if they were made for each other, and I smiled. Ji’s lips were soft but insistent on my neck as I broke apart from him to gasp for air.
I pulled of my red, leather jacket hurriedly and worked the zipper on Ji’s hoodie. He smiled at my impatience and unzipped his jacket, then began to unbutton his shirt. I slid my shirt over my head. I needed Ji Yong.
* * *G-Dragon POV
I stared at the flat planes of Hyun’s chest in awe. I didn’t know he would be this beautiful. Hyun was always so defensive when it conversation came to the topic of his body; I didn’t see why he needed to be so cautious. He was perfect. I hurriedly unzipped my jeans as he removed his pants.
Hyun pushed me down, onto the bed gently, then moved on top of me, holding most of his weight by his arms. He kissed my jaw, once, twice. Hyun moved to my chest. He played with my nipples, using his tongue to lick at them, and then his teeth to nibble. I arched my back in pure elation. He kissed his way down to my navel, and started to remove my plaid boxers with his teeth. My breath hitched. Hyun looked up at me, concerned.
“Are you sure, Yong-ah?” he asked. I nodded, barely keeping my pleasure contained. He continued to remove my boxers, and once he was done, removed his. I felt so hard at the sight of his length, which was standing up attentively. Hyun stared at my body. I felt like hiding, but Hyun seemed to read my mind. “You’re perfect,” he whispered. I blushed madly.
He retrieved a condom from his bedside drawer, saying that we could never be too careful. I smiled shyly as he rolled me onto my back.
“Sure, Ji?” he asked. I nodded once again.
“Just get on with Hyun. I need you,” I responded.
I felt something beginning to sink into me. It was painful, but pleasure masked the pain and increased my ecstasy a hundred-fold.
“You’re so tight, Yong-ah,” moaned Seung-hyun. I groaned as he pushed deeper into me. Once he was fully sheathed, he started to pump in and out.
I cried out, feeling bliss. Hyun’s grunts had me struggling to hold on. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I came violently.
“Can’t. . .hold on. . .much longer,” groaned Hyun as he pumped harder and faster into me. Finally he shouted, “Ji!” and I knew that he had come. Hyun slid out of me as smoothly as he could. I turned over so that I could see his face.
“That was amazing,” I told him, panting. He smiled at me. Hyun rolled off of me and landed lithely on the floor, picked up my clothes, and threw them to me. I got dressed, watching him pull on the various fabrics that kept his unmarred body concealed. I skipped over to him, then kissed his lips quickly.
“I need to go, Hyun. Hwa-Young is waiting for me.” Hwa was my vocal coach, and I was already late to my session. Hyun smiled at me, understanding.
As I opened the door, I heard a loud moan of pain, and felt the wood of the door bang against a skull. I peeked out, and saw the other three members of BigBang with their ears pressed to the wall. Seung rubbed his head, wincing. Daesung was smiling like a maniac. Yong Bae was giving me a double thumbs-up. I chuckled at them, then headed out the door. They followed.
“Hyung, so you and Seung-hyun are a thing, now?” asked Yong Bae. I nodded my head.
“It was really obvious that you both liked each other, hyung,” said Daesung and Seungri in unison. “Jinx!” they both screamed.
I rolled my eyes, my lips pulling up at the corners. “You guys are so immature,” I told them.
“Well, fine. But at least you and Hyun were getting it on, dude,” Daesung spoke.
“Wow, Daesung! You listened to us having sex?”
“Yup, all three of us did,” replied Seungri proudly. Daesung and Yong Bae punched him in the shoulders. Red colored both of their cheeks.
Finally, Yong Bae spoke up. “Well, you both have realized your love for each other. Have a nice life.” He walked away, and I had the vaguest feeling that something was bothering him.
I shrugged to myself, then told Daesung and Seungri to go away.
Love is sweet, I thought. Then an unpleasant notion struck me. It seemed to come from the darkest parts of my heart. Love never lasted.
(A/N: Sorry for the fail smut!!! I am planning on writing more for this series...if anyone wants something specific to happen, please comment!!! It most likely will end up in one of the next chapters!!!!)