How Low Can You Go?
how low can you go;
pg-13
nichkhun/wooyoung
friendship, romance, humor?
it's really just them, being friends. really.
AN: If I give this to uknows_lurve, will she comment? I feel like I should since I thought of it while talking to her and because I finally got her to the darkside. This is a serious accomplishment. /Laughs
how low can you go;
i.
It's not what it looks like, really. They never really think of it that way, even if it's misunderstood or interpreted as such.
Not even when Wooyoung's pretty much sitting in Nichkhun's lap. His arms are balancing on Nichkhun's shoulders, hands almost threaded behind his neck, and they are staring at each other.
Junsu walks in and says, "Oh, gross," and continues through to the kitchen.
"We're just simulating something here," Wooyoung explains loudly, "Haven't you ever been curious?"
"It's obviously not the same if it's gay."
"What?" Nichkhun cranes his neck over the couch. His hand is on Wooyoung's waist and it slips to his hip with the motion of his turning around. "It's a staring contest." He says, put off.
Junsu makes a face. "You are so weird."
Nichkhun faces forward again just as Wooyoung says, "You blinked."
"Damn." Nichkhun says, "Awkward staring contests are hard."
"Awkward?" Junho mumbles as he trails after Junsu, headphones pulled over his neck momentarily, "There's nothing awkward about that." Not with those two.
It's not sarcasm. At all.
ii.
They are not playing Twister. They are not. Not even if it's in the script. These are the complaints of Junsu and Taecyeon. (Along with, "I really don't dig the skinship," and "My legs are too long.")
It's not in the script. They play it anyway.
It's not even for a fucking show. They are bored at the dorm and Chansung brought it up.
"Yellow. With your left foot, Wooyoung, what are you, dyslexic?" Junsu accuses, shaking the spin-board at them. It makes the dial move to red on the right hand, which Wooyoung had already put on blue where it was supposed to be.
"Shit, now he has to change it!" Chansung half-complains. Not that he's in any compromising situation, seeing as Junho's ass is sort of in his face. But Wooyoung's hand is really close to his crotch.
Wooyoung's actually been lucky for most of this game. He's lying on his back -- on Junho's leg, which is starting to fall asleep -- but he's quite comfortable, and Nichkhun is sort of straddling him, crouched rather, one foot on red, the other on blue, and one hand farther up on blue. Nichkhun has had to reach for the farthest circle, so they're close enough that Wooyoung can feel Nichkhun's breath; they are face to face and grinning at each other. More like, Nichkhun's wearing that moony-eyed smile and Wooyoung doesn't know what to do with it.
"Why are you grinning?" He asks, replying to the grin with a pouty frown. "I'm the one comfortable here." He's feeling a little competitive, he thinks.
"You should let me put my leg on your chest," Junho intercepts, "Instead of you like, amputating it." Nichkhun and Wooyoung ignore him.
"Because it's funny." Nichkhun replies, "I'm not uncomfortable yet."
Suddenly Taecyeon gets an evil look to his eyes (he was the first to go out, so he is watching beside Junsu) and grabs the spinner from him. "I'm going to make you lose so hard, Khun."
Taecyeon can't see his face, but Wooyoung can. Nichkhun's still smiling. There's a glint to it; something mixed with annoyance. It makes him think he's glad Nichkhun's never been mad at him.
Taecyeon cheats and no one says anything, and Nichkhun ends up losing his balance and landing with a heavy oof -- from Wooyoung not himself. Junho retracts his leg just in time, but he still totters over, because he can't feel it, and pretty much sits on Chansung.
Junsu and Taecyeon are on the floor dying of laughter. "No way," Taecyeon says, "No freaking way."
But yes, it's true. Nichkhun's face has made contact with Wooyoung's in the form of kissing, lips pressed to lips and maybe teeth clicking with teeth, and Wooyoung's eyes are wider than his at this point. The two of them are still for a moment before Nichkhun pulls himself up, grabbing Wooyoung's floppy arms to pull him up as well.
"Are you okay? Sorry." He says all in a rush.
"My lip's bleeding," Wooyoung says, licking at it. "Ow."
Nichkhun follows the motion, brows creased in worry.
"Oh my god, are you serious?" Junsu's kind of laughing but kind of gagging at the same time. "I mean, you're allowed to throw up."
Taecyeon has the decency to nudge him. "Maybe they're in shock?" It was Wooyoung's first kiss, after all. They all knew -- it was something they loved to tease him about.
Wooyoung wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand and sticks his tongue out at them. "It was an accident. It doesn't count as anything." He bounces once and pushes Nichkhun in the arm, just because.
Junho's not so nice; he sits on Chansung for a good while. Just because.
iii.
Of course, with the way Wooyoung's luck works, Nichkhun gets mad at him. It's only a few days after they play Twister, only a few days after he thought that Nichkhun would be scary when provoked.
It's one hundred percent true.
It's about his comment to Victoria; how it hadn't been scripted, how that had been a lie taken too far. Wooyoung doesn't know why it upsets him so much, has a feeling Nichkhun doesn't know either.
"Jealous?" Nichkhun laughs at him. "Why don't you do it?" He goes on, cornering Wooyoung both physically and vocally. "I'm tired. I hate it sometimes. Why did you have to say that?"
Wooyoung's cringed at the level of Nichkhun's voice and the force he uses to get Wooyoung into that corner -- yes, it's a literal corner.
"Fuck," Nichkhun hisses, "You're a better fucking liar than I am."
It really hurts Wooyoung's feelings, and when Nickhun finally backs away, eyes still firm and jaw still locked, he sinks to the floor and allows himself to cry. Only for a little while, though. It's not like he had his heart broken or anything.
And the thing about Nichkhun cursing in three different languages?
It's true, too.
iv.
Wooyoung is Nichkhun's best friend. He can't stay mad at him for long. Also, he had blown a fuse at Wooyoung for things that weren't even his fault -- it had just been the last straw. Fighting over something so stupid. He has to apologize.
So he does. It's only been a day since he hassled Wooyoung, but he'd been good at staying out of Nichkhun's way. Locating him is a bitch. He asks Chansung who says Junsu talked to him last, and when he asks Junsu, all he says is, "Roof."
So Nichkhun ascends the stairs, because the elevator's not working.
Wooyoung's not in a mopey mood like he expects him to be when he gets to the roof. He's actually playing soccer with Junho and Taecyeon, dribbling the ball back and forth around the fenced, flat top of their apartment.
"Hey," Nichkhun says.
Wooyoung stops and the ball rolls past him. "Hey," he says, voice a strange mix of caution and botheration.
"I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean what I said."
Wooyoung's stiff posture falters and then relaxes. He smiles and it's vibrant. "It's okay." He says.
"Take it somewhere else," Taecyeon says teasingly when Nichkhun wraps an arm around Wooyoung's neck and pulls him into a man-hug that turns into a not so manly hug when Wooyoung turns into it, pressing his face into Nichkhun's chest.
v.
It's not what it looks like and it never has been. Nichkhun tells no lies when he says he drinks a lot and likes to party, and yes, that involves women. Wooyoung tells no lies when he says he's never had his first kiss, let alone a girlfriend.
Nichkhun and Wooyoung are best friends. On the same wavelength, as Taecyeon likes to call it.
There's nothing else to it.
Except those dreams. Yeah, those are starting to cause a bit of a problem.
vi.
Nichkhun's up in the middle of the night not just because Wooyoung's sneaked into his room, but because his dreams had involved Wooyoung doing more than just sneaking into his room. And his hand is currently down his pants because of said dream.
Wooyoung stares at him, stock still. His eyes travel down.
Shit, Nichkhun thinks.
It's so not what it looks like.
AN: This is strung together and not my best... but that is what it is, so! :D
pg-13
nichkhun/wooyoung
friendship, romance, humor?
it's really just them, being friends. really.
AN: If I give this to uknows_lurve, will she comment? I feel like I should since I thought of it while talking to her and because I finally got her to the darkside. This is a serious accomplishment. /Laughs
how low can you go;
i.
It's not what it looks like, really. They never really think of it that way, even if it's misunderstood or interpreted as such.
Not even when Wooyoung's pretty much sitting in Nichkhun's lap. His arms are balancing on Nichkhun's shoulders, hands almost threaded behind his neck, and they are staring at each other.
Junsu walks in and says, "Oh, gross," and continues through to the kitchen.
"We're just simulating something here," Wooyoung explains loudly, "Haven't you ever been curious?"
"It's obviously not the same if it's gay."
"What?" Nichkhun cranes his neck over the couch. His hand is on Wooyoung's waist and it slips to his hip with the motion of his turning around. "It's a staring contest." He says, put off.
Junsu makes a face. "You are so weird."
Nichkhun faces forward again just as Wooyoung says, "You blinked."
"Damn." Nichkhun says, "Awkward staring contests are hard."
"Awkward?" Junho mumbles as he trails after Junsu, headphones pulled over his neck momentarily, "There's nothing awkward about that." Not with those two.
It's not sarcasm. At all.
ii.
They are not playing Twister. They are not. Not even if it's in the script. These are the complaints of Junsu and Taecyeon. (Along with, "I really don't dig the skinship," and "My legs are too long.")
It's not in the script. They play it anyway.
It's not even for a fucking show. They are bored at the dorm and Chansung brought it up.
"Yellow. With your left foot, Wooyoung, what are you, dyslexic?" Junsu accuses, shaking the spin-board at them. It makes the dial move to red on the right hand, which Wooyoung had already put on blue where it was supposed to be.
"Shit, now he has to change it!" Chansung half-complains. Not that he's in any compromising situation, seeing as Junho's ass is sort of in his face. But Wooyoung's hand is really close to his crotch.
Wooyoung's actually been lucky for most of this game. He's lying on his back -- on Junho's leg, which is starting to fall asleep -- but he's quite comfortable, and Nichkhun is sort of straddling him, crouched rather, one foot on red, the other on blue, and one hand farther up on blue. Nichkhun has had to reach for the farthest circle, so they're close enough that Wooyoung can feel Nichkhun's breath; they are face to face and grinning at each other. More like, Nichkhun's wearing that moony-eyed smile and Wooyoung doesn't know what to do with it.
"Why are you grinning?" He asks, replying to the grin with a pouty frown. "I'm the one comfortable here." He's feeling a little competitive, he thinks.
"You should let me put my leg on your chest," Junho intercepts, "Instead of you like, amputating it." Nichkhun and Wooyoung ignore him.
"Because it's funny." Nichkhun replies, "I'm not uncomfortable yet."
Suddenly Taecyeon gets an evil look to his eyes (he was the first to go out, so he is watching beside Junsu) and grabs the spinner from him. "I'm going to make you lose so hard, Khun."
Taecyeon can't see his face, but Wooyoung can. Nichkhun's still smiling. There's a glint to it; something mixed with annoyance. It makes him think he's glad Nichkhun's never been mad at him.
Taecyeon cheats and no one says anything, and Nichkhun ends up losing his balance and landing with a heavy oof -- from Wooyoung not himself. Junho retracts his leg just in time, but he still totters over, because he can't feel it, and pretty much sits on Chansung.
Junsu and Taecyeon are on the floor dying of laughter. "No way," Taecyeon says, "No freaking way."
But yes, it's true. Nichkhun's face has made contact with Wooyoung's in the form of kissing, lips pressed to lips and maybe teeth clicking with teeth, and Wooyoung's eyes are wider than his at this point. The two of them are still for a moment before Nichkhun pulls himself up, grabbing Wooyoung's floppy arms to pull him up as well.
"Are you okay? Sorry." He says all in a rush.
"My lip's bleeding," Wooyoung says, licking at it. "Ow."
Nichkhun follows the motion, brows creased in worry.
"Oh my god, are you serious?" Junsu's kind of laughing but kind of gagging at the same time. "I mean, you're allowed to throw up."
Taecyeon has the decency to nudge him. "Maybe they're in shock?" It was Wooyoung's first kiss, after all. They all knew -- it was something they loved to tease him about.
Wooyoung wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand and sticks his tongue out at them. "It was an accident. It doesn't count as anything." He bounces once and pushes Nichkhun in the arm, just because.
Junho's not so nice; he sits on Chansung for a good while. Just because.
iii.
Of course, with the way Wooyoung's luck works, Nichkhun gets mad at him. It's only a few days after they play Twister, only a few days after he thought that Nichkhun would be scary when provoked.
It's one hundred percent true.
It's about his comment to Victoria; how it hadn't been scripted, how that had been a lie taken too far. Wooyoung doesn't know why it upsets him so much, has a feeling Nichkhun doesn't know either.
"Jealous?" Nichkhun laughs at him. "Why don't you do it?" He goes on, cornering Wooyoung both physically and vocally. "I'm tired. I hate it sometimes. Why did you have to say that?"
Wooyoung's cringed at the level of Nichkhun's voice and the force he uses to get Wooyoung into that corner -- yes, it's a literal corner.
"Fuck," Nichkhun hisses, "You're a better fucking liar than I am."
It really hurts Wooyoung's feelings, and when Nickhun finally backs away, eyes still firm and jaw still locked, he sinks to the floor and allows himself to cry. Only for a little while, though. It's not like he had his heart broken or anything.
And the thing about Nichkhun cursing in three different languages?
It's true, too.
iv.
Wooyoung is Nichkhun's best friend. He can't stay mad at him for long. Also, he had blown a fuse at Wooyoung for things that weren't even his fault -- it had just been the last straw. Fighting over something so stupid. He has to apologize.
So he does. It's only been a day since he hassled Wooyoung, but he'd been good at staying out of Nichkhun's way. Locating him is a bitch. He asks Chansung who says Junsu talked to him last, and when he asks Junsu, all he says is, "Roof."
So Nichkhun ascends the stairs, because the elevator's not working.
Wooyoung's not in a mopey mood like he expects him to be when he gets to the roof. He's actually playing soccer with Junho and Taecyeon, dribbling the ball back and forth around the fenced, flat top of their apartment.
"Hey," Nichkhun says.
Wooyoung stops and the ball rolls past him. "Hey," he says, voice a strange mix of caution and botheration.
"I wanted to apologize. I didn't mean what I said."
Wooyoung's stiff posture falters and then relaxes. He smiles and it's vibrant. "It's okay." He says.
"Take it somewhere else," Taecyeon says teasingly when Nichkhun wraps an arm around Wooyoung's neck and pulls him into a man-hug that turns into a not so manly hug when Wooyoung turns into it, pressing his face into Nichkhun's chest.
v.
It's not what it looks like and it never has been. Nichkhun tells no lies when he says he drinks a lot and likes to party, and yes, that involves women. Wooyoung tells no lies when he says he's never had his first kiss, let alone a girlfriend.
Nichkhun and Wooyoung are best friends. On the same wavelength, as Taecyeon likes to call it.
There's nothing else to it.
Except those dreams. Yeah, those are starting to cause a bit of a problem.
vi.
Nichkhun's up in the middle of the night not just because Wooyoung's sneaked into his room, but because his dreams had involved Wooyoung doing more than just sneaking into his room. And his hand is currently down his pants because of said dream.
Wooyoung stares at him, stock still. His eyes travel down.
Shit, Nichkhun thinks.
It's so not what it looks like.
AN: This is strung together and not my best... but that is what it is, so! :D