A KyuWook Story [Update! P1]
Title: A KyuWook Story
Genre: Romance
Chapter: 19 of 28? (if this plan goes right, cuz my previous plan didn't work. So it's longer!)
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook, other pairings revealed in this chapter!
Summary: Cho Kyuhyun. A normal high school boy, in his last year before heading off to college. He has a pretty wealthy family, an annoying unni, two loving parents, and in many of his hyung's eyes....a hot girlfriend. But what happens when his beyond beautiful of a girlfriend.....accidently introduces someone else to him? And what is that person is her own brother. Sequel to "A KyuWook Story" by kyulyn.
Spots for: saya19 because we are brothers in the sister form...OFFICIALLY, elfkyulaine because I just love that sweet girl! If i forgot any that i promised, you have the right to chuck your keyboards at me and just claim a spot for yourself!
Sorry I had to break it into two parts because LJ is being retarded an said it is too long -______-''''''''
THIS IS PART 1
Chilly cold days passed by much too quickly for my liking. A month could mean many things: maybe a child waiting for their mother to come home from serving in the army, maybe a date when a girl’s favorite CD will be out, maybe when a marriage should take place. A month in my opinion was just too short. Who ever came up with a month? Why did it have to be 30 days? Why couldn’t it have been 40? Or 50? 70? 80? The rest of my life?
So since a month was too short, I decided to push everything aside and spend my time with, and only Ryeowook. Everything else is of no importance. No matter where I go, whether it be from a wedding to a simple trip to the grocery store, I’ll only go if he’s tagging along with me (even if I have to force him….*cue evil laugh*).
Today was the day of Sungmin’s sleepover; the weekend had passed quickly. All of our friends and us all decided to gather and hang out at the arcade before 6:00, but instead I dragged Ryeowook away from them (you should’ve seen the way Yesung was getting touchy….), saying Ryeowook didn’t feel that great and ditched them to have a little date of our own at a coffee shop near the game center.
“Kyuhyun! You’re being so corny! Just let me feed myself!”
“Nope. Open that pretty little mouth and let me feed you this pudding!”
Ryeowook rolled his eyes and parted his lips a little. I smiled, slinging an arm around his shoulders and slipped the pudding between the rose-petals. He groaned before swallowing it, lying back in his seat and resting his head on my shoulder, his eyes fluttering shut.
I chuckled, admiring the beautiful face and grinning as an idea popped into my head. The café wasn’t too packed, maybe a couple of people.
Maybe it’d be okay…if we kissed…in public.
It shouldn’t be a problem right? Those to homos over there are making out.
So why can’t we?
I shook Ryeowook lightly and he popped an eye open, “Baby?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think that….maybe…you know. There aren’t any people around and it doesn’t look like anyone is coming here so maybe I- you- and I mean maybe we could - “
There was a sensual, low chuckle before my lips were being massaged by another pair, soft and warm and molding with mine. My eyes still remained open with shock, but then they shut tight and I melted into the unexpected kiss, grasping his chin and pushing it up, my arm pulling him closer. I grinned as Ryeowook’s petite hand grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me closer, his slender fingers threading through my hair.
For some reason, I opened my eyes to see what the other gay couple was doing, and nearly choked into the kiss. The dudes were freaking tonguing each other, their tongues not keeping quiet inside their mouths, showing to everyone that they were professional tongue twisters.
Should I try it?
Or would it be too embarrassing?
I don’t mind doing it in private….
But this is the first time we’ve ever kissed in public, in plain sight…..
I flashed my gaze back to Ryeowook, debating if I should mimic the other couple. I threw caution to the wind as Ryeowook let out a sexy little groan, and shut my eyes again. I slowly tilted my head, getting a better angle and swiping my tongue over his lower lip slowly, tasting the sweetness and pulling him closer.
Ryeowook whimpered, scrambling closer and his mouth snapped open, giving me access. I chuckled, slowly curling my tongue around his. Ryeowook’s shoulders curled in and he let out a soft gasp, obviously showing he was the kisee, not the kisser.
Damn…
We should do this in public more often…
He seems to like to kiss more when in public…rather than in our room.
Which I clearly don’t get because wouldn’t it be more embarrassing to suck face in front of -
“Uhhh….Kyuhyun? Ryeowook?” A husky voice came out of the blue, “What are you two doing?” followed by a deep, mocking voice.
I heard the sound of our lips separating and we looked up to see who it was who called for us.
“Y- Yesung?” Ryeowook squeaked.
My eyes widened, “Woah…err…Kibum?”
Yesung smiled, pointing from me to Ryeowook, “Sup you guys! Hey, were you two just…making-out?”
“Uhh. Uhh. I- I- I mean- Kyuhyun and I- what? No! I mean we - “
I covered Ryeowook’s mouth with a chuckle, grinning back up at Kibum and Yesung, “Ummm, yeah, we were. Okay, please just, don’t tell anyone….”
They slowly turned to look at each other, before smiles broke out on their face and they doubled over in laughter.
“Hey! Woah! Hello? What’s wrong with you guys?” I raised an eyebrow.
Kibum laughed, “Hahaha! Kyu, you’re damn funny….”
“You are too Ryeowook!” Yesung fell over on Kibum from laughing so hard.
“Why are you two laughing?” Ryeowook finally squeaked in frustration before covering his mouth with a blush, staring up at me with large, sparkling eyes.
I smiled at the adorableness of it all and removed his hand from his mouth, instead, lacing our fingers together and planting a soft kiss on the back of his hand. He blushed and we stared into the other’s eyes, nearly getting lost in each other but the sound of Kibum choking broke our thoughts and we turned back to the now choking Kibum and the Yesung that was trying to help him from dying.
“Oh that’s great! You two are just plain out hilarious!” Kibum gasped between chokes.
I rolled my eyes, “And may I ask what makes us so hilarious?”
Yesung wiped a tear slipping from his eyes, breathing deeply before smiling at the two of us, “Dongsaeng, you don’t have to be all tentative around the two of us. Kibum and I here are homosexual too.”
Ryeowook’s jaw dropped to the floor and I gently tapped it shut again. I raised an eyebrow, “Uhh…so you guys are….you two….like each other?”
They both smirked.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind dating Kibum-ah here,” Yesung laughed, slapping Kibum’s ass.
“Hahaha. Pervert. Ya. I wouldn’t mind dating you either hyung.”
“So…you do like each other then?”
“Hahaha. No. I've got a little thing for that Siwon kid; he's got a sexy body.”
“And I like Sungmin.” Kibum smiled.
“But I thought you and Sungmin were best friends?”
“Yeah. We are. But who ever said we couldn’t be more than friends?”
I laughed, “Hahaha. Okay then. What about you, Yesung? You going to put a move on Shiwon?”
Yesung grinned, “Of course I will.....”
“Getting back to the point. No need to be all in the closet with us. We got your backs.” Kibum held his fist out for a knuckle bump.
“Haha. Okay,” I knuckled his hand, “So where are the rest of the guys?”
“Oh yeah. They're all at the arcade still. Do you want us to tell them that you guys are 'busy'?” Yesung laughed.
“Haha. No. It’s okay. We were just heading back to you guys. Right Ryeowook?”
“Huh? Oh. Yeah. We were going to find you guys after we had our….er....uh....”
“Our date,” I grinned, “Oww!” Ryeowook elbowed me in the stomach, smiling innocently at Kibum and Yesung.
“Oh, okay. Hey! You guys are still going to come to Sungmin’s sleepover right?”
“Yeah. Of course.” Ryeowook glared at me and I chuckled nervously, biting my lip and averting my gaze.
Crap….I have to get ready.
Oh well….
I’ll just do an all-nighter and do it the last day…….
“Great! We’ll see you guys there! Bye! Have fun on your date!”
I rolled my eyes, pressing my lips to Ryeowook’s temple and sighing out. Ryeowook nuzzled his head into my cheek.
“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about them now.”
“Haha. Okay.”
We sat there for the rest of the time, just chatting and most of the time sucking face, getting a few whistles (and someone actually chucked a plastic fork at my head). But a month is too short, and everything feels….incomplete.
Is Ryeowook….mine?
Not much could happen during a month….but then again, a lot could happen during a month. Things could change. Friendships. Relationships…..
I fluttered my eyes open, pulling away from the sweet kiss and staring into Ryeowook’s sparkling eyes. He giggled, running a hand through my hair, his slender fingers tapping at my jaw.
“Is there something wrong, Kyu?”
I smiled, trying my best to keep a relaxed expression, “Babe…..”
“Yes? What’s wrong?”
I sighed out, pulling him into my lap and out of his chair, settling him between my legs and letting him rest his head on my shoulder, our fingers laced together in front.
“I’ll….nevermind. We can talk when we get home.”
He hummed lightly, turning his head and pulling me into a kiss. I smiled, it being the only I could try to do for the moment.
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The ride back was quiet. Each time I tried to strike up a conversation, Kyuhyun always ended it. Of course it wasn’t harsh, but he just kept staring out the window, watching the world fly by.
“Hey Mom! We’re home!” I yelled, about to take off my jacket when slender fingers gently gripped my shoulders and lips met my ear.
“Let me do it.”
I blushed, turning my head and our noses brushed, my eyes fluttering sleepily as he slowly slipped my jacket off, the tips of his fingers skidding against my chilly skin. I gasped, turning around and -
“Hello! Awww! You’re holding my baby again, Kyu! I’m going to cry! Oh god!”
Kyuhyun chuckled, spinning us a little so we could both smile at my mom, “Don’t cry, Mom. No one’s growing up just yet.”
Mom fanned herself, biting her lip to prevent the squealing and breathing deeply before finally speaking, “So you two have a sleepover to go to right?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Have fun! Go get packed then. Oh god! He’s holding my baby again!” Mom teared up, scurrying off into the kitchen again; the sound of someone blowing their nose could be heard a mile away.
I laughed and Kyuhyun smiled, leading us upstairs and into our room. As soon as I stepped through the door, still looking back and chuckling at my mom, arms wrapped around me and I was tugged against a more muscular form.
I lifted my gaze to see Kyuhyun staring down at me, expression cold and for the first time, serious. I gulped as he leaned in, slowly walking me back into a wall until the tips of our noses nearly touched.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer and arching my back, my head lolling back as he nibbled at my neck, sucking gently at my adam’s apple.
“K- Kyuhyun….wh- what’s wrong?”
Kyuhyun’s arms tightened around me and he pulled me up, our eyes meeting once again and I almost shied away from the coldness of his usually playful orbs. He pressed me back into the wall, resting his forehead on mine and breathing deeply, his eyes slipping shut as his hand ran down my arm before winding around my waist once again. My eyes fluttered shut and I blew out a shaky breath.
“Kyuhyun. What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“Ryeowook…..”
“Yes?” I smiled softly, running my hand through his hair and blowing on his eyes, making them flutter open, the corneas still black with coldness.
His lips barely moved when he whispered a quiet, “Are you mine?”
I blinked in confusion, my hand dropping down to his shoulder, “What do you mean?”
He sighed, one of his hands raising and grasping my chin between his pointer and thumb, his eyes burning into mine, “Ryeowook. Are you mine?”
I averted my gaze, pondering over it and wondering vaguely why he was asking me this, but it was Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun is always and forever will be stupid and possessive and protective and annoying and…..bottom line: Kyuhyun is Kyuhyun.
I chuckled softly, bringing my hands up to cup his face gently. I tip-toed up and brushed my lips against his, smiling warmly at him and sighing in relief as his eyes softened and his grip was no longer tense, his arms now melting around me.
I whispered, “Kyuhyun. Of course I’m yours. I’ll always be yours.”
“How do you know?”
The question in particular actually caught me aback, his orbs hardening once again, his lips tensed in a straight line.
I sighed, “Because I just do. Why are you suddenly asking? We’ve loved each other for nearly 3 years. Do you doubt our love?” I chuckled.
Kyuhyun went silent, just staring into my eyes quiet intensely. An awkward silence crept up upon us, occasionally he would sigh, or brushing his fingertips along my jaw, but besides that, he just stared at me, sometimes his gaze lowering a little lower than below my waist and I blushed.
Finally he spoke, but it was more of a sigh, but by his lips suddenly curling up into that mocking smirk of his, I knew he was fine now.
“Oh baby. Thanks. I love you,” he leaned in and pecked me on the cheek, pulling back and smiling warmly, “Okay! Time to pack up for Sungmin’s sleepover. It’s in 40 minutes. Let’s go baby!”
Kyuhyun winked before scooping me up in his arms bridal style, jogging over to the closet and setting me down, pecking me on the cheek and whispering “I love you” before hurrying to the other side of the room and coming back with our bags.
I blushed, “I love you too. Gawd Kyu, you scared me th - oh my fudge how the heck did you pack all that already?”
Kyuhyun looked up, wiping some sweat from his forehead and smiling, “Check again, babe. I packed half your stuff too.”
My jaw dropped to the ground as well as my gaze, staring in awe at my half-packed bag. Kyuhyun gently lifted my chin back up, running his thumb slowly over my lower lip before chuckling.
“You can thank me later. Now run that cute ass into the bathroom and gather all your stuff.”
I rolled my eyes, wiping that smirk off his mouth before walking off to the bathroom, shuffling towards the sink and shower to get the usual bathroom necessities. I nearly spun around when Kyuhyun yelled for me to get his stuff too. I sighed and scooped up his stuff as well, carefully walking back and letting him place the last of our belongings into our bags.
“Are we done?”
He nodded, bending down and zipping up our bags. Kyuhyun checked his watch and smiled, “Just on time. 5:30. Now it’s time to leisurely drive to Sungmin’s place, maybe at the red lights we can….make ou - ahhh!”
I scoffed, shoving both our bags in his face and silencing him, “Not a chance. Go and put our bags in the trunk, I have to go to the bathroom.”
Kyuhyun peeked out from behind the bags, “Can I come with y - “
“No!”
He chuckled, setting down the bags and rummaging through the drawers for heaven knows what. I shook my head, shutting the bathroom door and relieving myself (because back at the arcade I really, really had to go…).
I opened the bathroom door (feeling absolutely relieved) and walked to the closet, grabbing a light jacket and slipping one arm and catching a glimpse of Kyuhyun slamming the door open, both bags in one hand.
*SLAM*
“Oww! Kyuhyun!”
“Oh! Oops! I’m sorry! I - “
“K- Kyuhyun…you- you’re….”
“Errr….uhh….I- I- I’m sorry….uhh…”
I furrowed my eyebrows together, walking towards the door and stepping out of my room, about to slip my other arm in the sleeve but froze at the sight before me.
There was Kyuhyun, biting his lip and holding my little sister around the waist, as if he just caught her and froze mid-dip in a tango. I grunted awkwardly and they both looked at me immediately.
“Umm…what’s going on?” I asked, buttoning my jacket halfway and standing next to the two.
Kyuhyun groaned, glancing back at So Hee and standing her back up, “Nothing was going on. Nothing.”
So Hee stared from me to Kyuhyun, looking back and forth rapidly and bursting into tears, covering her face and running off down the hall, slamming the door behind her, her sobs still being heard even from this distance.
“What happened?”
Kyuhyun slung an arm around my shoulders, pressing his lips to my temple and sighing out, “Nothing. I’ll tell you on the way to Sungmin’s.”
I blushed, “Okay….”
He led me down the stairs, waving at mom as we passed by the doorway of the kitchen and unintentionally shouting a “Bye Mom!” in unison.
She sneaked a peak at us and her eyes watered, clutching her heart, “Oh god! You guys are so cute together!”
“She’s right you know, you’re very cute….” He winked, throwing our bags in the trunk.
I laughed, pushing him away and running in the car, the cool breeze blowing my hair and making goose bumps rise to the surface of my skin. Kyuhyun hopped in after me and we drove off.
“So why is So Hee acting weird around you? And why does she cry?” I asked, trying hard not to bit Kyuhyun’s hand off as his hand was just much too eager massaging my thigh.
Kyuhyun groaned, “Ugh….it’s complicated. But we have some time before we get to Sungmin’s house. Okay, I only have to explain one thing to answer both questions. You know how So hee and I were dating before right?”
Oh great….
“Yeah….”
Kyuhyun chuckled, pecking me on the cheek and winking at me though through the reflection of the window. To my horror, I blushed furiously.
“Well, she loved me, a bit more than I loved her….no. I never actually fell in love with So Hee, but she fell for me, pretty hard. So, it pains her to see the one she loves with another person, and it doesn’t really help that that person is her older brother. And she cries when she sees me with you, always loving you, always caring for you. I never did that to her. So now, when she still has feelings for me, and any simple little thing or gesture that I make, it means the world to her and gives her hope that I might still like her, but then I crush her, of course not intentionally, but she’s sad that I will never be able to return her love, because I love you…..”
I blew out a breath, just listening to that made me slightly depressed, “Oh wow. It must be really hard for her….
“Yes, it’s very hard for her. But I’m sure when she finds the one that she’s supposed to be with, she’ll forget all about me and she’ll love that person with all her heart. Like I do to you. I love you baby.” Kyuhyun nibbled at my ear, and I couldn’t help but giggle.
“I love you too, you corny, cheesy pervert…..”
We smiled at each other and we arrived at Sungmin's house, parking our car in front of the gate. We got out of the car, Kyuhyun grabbing both of our bags as I buzzed the gate. A peppy, bubbly voice answered.
“OMG OMG OMG! May that be Kyuhyun and Ryeowook?”
Kyuhyun chuckled, wrapping his free arm around my waist and pulling me against him by the side, “Yes, Sungmin. It’s us.”
“Oh yay! Geez…you two are late! Well, no, you’re not late…but everyone else is already here! Now come on in! It’s really cold out there!”
The gates opened and I curled closer to Kyuhyun as we jogged to the front door. Sungmin was bouncing up and down in the large doorway, waving at us and flailing his arms around, eyes twinkling with that Sungmin type of twinkle.
“Brrr….it's getting colder and colder each day!” I shivered, jumping up and down a little as the warmth from Sungmin’s house smacked me in the face and soothed the cold air that bit at our skins; the scent of cinnamon filling the air and the entire place steamed off a cozy atmosphere.
I barely had enough time to take off my jacket before I heard loud stomping slowly growing louder and -
“Hey! Ryeowook dongsaeng!”
We turned around at the loud voice that boomed from behind us. Donghae was standing in the doorway to the living room. He sprinted to me and suffocated me, giving me a warm Donghae hug that always tended to squishify you. Eunhyuk came out in sight (a little bit more calmly), leaning against the door frame with a soda in hand, laughing at Donghae tackling me.
I smiled, “Hahaha. Hey Donghae!”
“Dongsaeng! Eunhyuk and I missed you! Where’ve you been?” Donghae beamed, let one arm go, so he had just one arm around my shoulders.
Eunhyuk walked over, slinging an arm around me and standing on the other side of me, “Donghae! Chill will you?”
A battle of who knows what soon began between my close university buddies and I decided to just stay out of it and glance over at Kyuhyun.
“Woah! Kyuhyun!”
Kyuhyun looked up the huge staircase and Hankyung was there at the balcony standing with Sungmin, Siwon, and Kibum.
“Hey Hankyung!” He yelled.
Hankyung’s eyes grew big and he basically flew down the stairs and tumbled into Kyuhyun, squishing him in a hug.
“Kyu! You shouldn’t disappear like that! We haven’t seen you in forever!”
They let go of each other and just hugged each other with one arm like Ryeowook and Donghae.
“We saw each other earlier in the day didn't we?”
“Yeah we did! But you and Ryeo hyung disappeared faster than a lightning bolt! Don't do that again! You almost gave our Sungmin here a heart-attack!”
Sungmin, Siwon, and Kibum all came down the stairs calmly, but then Sungmin ran and tumbled into Kyuhyun as well.
“Kyuhyun!” Sungmin shouted right in Kyuhyun’s face.
“Hey Sungmin!”
“We all missed you and Ryeowook!”
“Yeah. You should've seen how Sungmin was reacting when he couldn't find you two at the park.” Kibum smirked, earning a glare from Sungmin.
“Hey! Where are Heechul, Jung Soo, and all the rest of them?”
Donghae, Eunhyuk, and I came over to the rest of us so we were standing in a little circle.
“Oh yeah! They're upstairs; I'm not sure what they're doing though....” Sungmin said eyes wide with fear.
“Nah, don’t worry Sungmin. We’ll just kick their butts if they do anything to hurt your pink little bunny pillows.” Siwon smirked.
“Hey! I like anything pink! Don’t make fun of that!”
“Okay so does that mean we can’t make fun of your pink bed sheets, your pink pillows, your pink room?” Eunhyuk laughed, taking a sip of soda.
“No! You may not make fun of my pink-ness!”
Everyone burst out laughing, clutching our stomachs as we made more jokes along the way there (which actually took a long time because I did see an elevator). We opened the door and...
“Woah….”
Geez, when Eunhyuk said PINK ROOM, he wasn’t joking.
There is nothing in this huge suite that is not either pink or covered in pink-ness!
It’s kinda….creepy. And the pink stuffed bunnies and stuffed animals don’t help the situation either….
“Hahaha! Look at their faces! What’d we tell you guys?” Hankyung laughed, falling back into Siwon’s arms.
“We warned you two didn't we?” Eunhyuk smirked.
They all made their comments about Sungmin's pink fantasy and dispersed from the entrance door to Sungmin's room, slouching down on either the pink fluffy carpet floor, the huge pink fluffy bed that could fit 13 people, or the pink couches and chairs covered in more....fluff.
Kyuhyun and I just stood there, still trying to take in all of this PINK.
“Wow…” was all I could say, I curled towards Kyuhyun, “This is kind of.....creepy Kyuhyun....”
“Hahaha. Don't be scared, babes. The color pink isn't that harmful.” Kyuhyun chuckled, hugging me before we both walked over to the mountain of bags in the corner of the room, setting our stuff down.
We all just sat around and talked with each other. Kibum sat next to Sungmin and Siwon. Yesung sat next to Siwon with Shindong. Heechul, Jung Soo, and Youngwoon were all arm-wrestling or something over by the pink TV which had a video game on the screen, while Donghae and Eunhyuk were having what looked like a staring contest until Donghae rolled over laughing. Hankyung, Kyuhyun, and I all were sitting on the fluffy pink bed talking and playing random games.
“Hey everybody! So what should we do until dinner?”
Everyone just shrugged.
“Shouldn’t we figure out the sleeping arrangements first? So everyone knows where they're going to sleep?”
Kibum laughed, “You sound like my mom Sungmin!”
Sungmin glared and pushed him off of the bed.
“Ya, we probably should, so we don't have any problems when we do get to bed.”
“Fine fine fine. You Garam High kids are too mature and serious.” Jung Soo smirked.
“No worries. They'll change after this party.” Eunhyuk laughed and fist bumped with Hankyung and Donghae.
“Okay. My bed is pretty big, as all of you can see, so name at least one person you don't mind sleeping next to and go stand or sit next to them.”
Unfortunately I didn’t really have a choice, considering Kyuhyun immediately grabbed my hand. I rolled my eyes and smiled, I’d rather have him pay too much attention to me than none at all. Donghae jumped on Eunhyuk, Yesung went over by Siwon, and Kibum tackled Sungmin. Shindong wasn't going to stay, he had to go work overtime at this noodle shop, so he left when we were picking who to
sleep next to. Heechul put his arm around Hankyung, and Hankyung made an 'oh great...this is going to be fun' expression. Jung Soo punched Youngwoon which led to them rolling on the floor in a joking around fist fight, but in the end they were sleeping next to each other.
“Okay. Since we have that all figured out, who wants to sleep on the bed? It's big enough to give enough room for all of us.” Sungmin said with Kibum's arms around his neck.
Everyone all nodded or said 'yes' to sleeping on the bed.
“Does anyone want to sleep on the end so they don't - “
*SMACK*
“ - someone in the face?” Donghae grinned, laughing as Eunhyuk pushed him off the chair in retaliation as he just got smacked in the face.
Hankyung and Heechul wanted to sleep on the end, and Siwon said he kind of moves around, so Yesung agreed to sleep on the side. Kyuhyun whispered to me asking if I wanted to sleep in the shower with him and I shoved him away so hard he fell back on his stomach and I sat on top of him. Everyone stared at us then went back to making the arrangements.
In the end, Jung Soo and Youngwoon switched places with Yesung and Siwon, so that they were sleeping on the end because most likely, they were going to be the last ones asleep, so if they climbed in bed they wouldn't wake anyone else up. Sungmin and Kibum, and Yesung and Siwon were just going sleep on separate king-sized mattresses. And of course Kyuhyun requested that we sleep on a different mattress.
So that left Youngwoon and Jung Soo, and Heechul and Hankyung on the ends, and Donghae and Eunhyuk in the middle. The bed was really too big, but the good thing is that because of its hugeness it left a lot, and I mean A LOT of room for all 6 guys. We set up the mattresses and spread them out in different spots in the room so we were basically all in completely different corners of the room, or should I say SUITE. Sungmin's room is too big to be called an actual ROOM.
“Hey! Dinner’s going to be ready in about 30 minutes!” Sungmin shouted, bursting into the room and toppling over into Kibum’s lap.
“Good. Because I'm getting hungry. Tell your Mom to hurry up Sungmin!” Youngwoon laughed.
Sungmin smiled a tired smile from running up and down those long stair cases.
“So what should we do now?” Hankyung asked while starting to jump on the bed.
“We could play the Is This Awkward game. ”
“What's that?” Jung Soo asked.
Everyone but Jung Soo looked at each other and had to hold in their laughter. Donghae was silently laughing hard and fell into Eunhyuk's lap, pounding the ground with his hand.
“It was just a question! But seriously! What is it?”
“Hahaha! I can’t believe you don’t know what that game is!” Kibum laughed.
“Hahaha, Jung Soo, it's a bit awkward to explain.”
“That's why we should demonstrate.” Youngwoon grinned.
Everyone knew that game, but it's hard to explain it, people learn it by watching other people play it, trying to say it in words makes it….awkward, hence the name, Is This Awkward.
“Come on everyone! Let's demonstrate for our Jung Soo here!” Donghae hopped up, skidding to a stop on the pink fluffy carpet in the middle of the room.
Everyone got up from where they were sitting and sat on the fuzzy pink carpet in a circle.
“Okay, so who would like to go first?” Heechul said, rubbing his hands together.
“Don't we have to choose the Punishment King first?”
“What's that?” Jung Soo asked, glaring at all us and sipping at his soda.
Kibum laughed, “Oh you'll find out....”
“Rock Paper Scissors!” Sungmin shouted.
Everyone did Rock, Paper, Scissors to see who would win, and Kibum in the end was claimed the Punishment King.
“So who wants to go first?” Kyuhyun put an arm around me, but nobody saw except us, and I couldn’t help but lean into his warm arms.
“How about......our gentleman Siwon over here!”
“Hahaha. Fine fine fine. I'll go first.”
"Watch this demonstration Jung Soo, it's important...." Youngwoon whispered to Jung Soo.
“Okay, we have our Prince, who's gonna be the Damsel In Distress?” Eunhyuk smirked, “Siwon pick someone.”
“Uhhh.....I'll pick.......Yesung.” Yesung laughed at how ironic that was.
“Okay then! You have exactly 1 minute to make Yesung feel awkward, only...how about 3 moves?”
“Dongsaeng? You want to do the honors?
I smiled, “Hahaha. Okay. Ready....and.....go!”
“Yesung-hyung, is this awkward?”
Siwon grinned, leaning in and staring into Yesung’s almond-shaped eyes, sliding a hand up Yesung’s right calf. Move #1.
Yesung’s eyes fluttered momentarily before hardening and speaking a firm, “No. I don't feel awkward.”
“Well, then is this awkward?”
Second move. Siwon slid his hand up to Yesung’s thigh, which made a bunch of “Woooo’s” fill the air.
Yesung smirked, “Nope. I don't feel awkward.”
“Hmmm, well does this feel awkward?” Siwon slowly slid his hand to the middle of Yesung’s pelvis then slowly slid it south, south, south -
“Ahh! Okay okay okay! I feel awkward! Don’t touch me there, you perverted God’s child!”
“Woooo!”
“Nice job!”
Everyone clapped for our Prince and he let us all praise him. Kyuhyun and I just looked at each other and smirked at how our friends are so easily amused, as well as us. Indeed, this is what high school boys (with the exception of me) do for fun.
Heechul clapped, “Very well done Shiwonnie!”
“So do you get it now, Jung Soo?”
Jung Soo nodded, eyes wide, “Uh.....yup. I got it now. But I didn't get to see what the Punishment King does.”
I smirked, “Oh, you'll see.”
Even Sungmin and I, the quietest among all of us were smirking at how the bouncing, hyperactive Jung Soo was so excited to find about something that he really shouldn't be that worked up about.......and there's a good reason for it too.
Before we left Sungmin’s room for dinner, Kyuhyun asked my “permission” (because that stupid brain though it’d make it all better!) if he could feel me up under the table while we were eating, and that didn’t end well on his part. It ended with me slapping him across the face and everyone staring at us because of the loud smack echoing in the stairway, but then we continued walking downstairs.
And he had the nerves to actually feel me up, freaking massaging my thighs, occasionally creeping his stupid hand under my shirt, but I jerked away and kicked him, which led to him letting out a muffled grunt of pain.
Sungmin's younger sister, SungSon, kept staring at me and personally it really crept me out and I barely picked at my food. Even Sungmin’s mom was staring at me. She smiled at me and being polite, I smiled back (trying really hard not to notice how her cheeks flushed red and her eyes went all googly fan-girl…..).
*BANG*
“Kyuhyun!”
I snapped my head over to a smirking Kyuhyun and glared at him, ready to kick him in his -
“Ryeowook-sshi? Is there something wrong?”
All our friends stared at us, except Kibum and Yesung, who were smirking too. I breathed deeply, glaring daggers at Kyuhyun again before turning and smiling at Sungmin’s mom, wiping my mouth politely and flashing a handsome smile.
“Haha. Umm…I- well…I didn’t - “
Donghae raised an eyebrow, “Uh dongsaeng? Why did you scream Kyuhyun’s name?”
“Yeah. Why did you scream my name, Ryeowook?” Kyuhyun winked sexily.
I glared, turning back to Sungmin’s mom with a sheepish smile, “Err…nothing. I was just thinking about something.”
“Oh okay. I was just worried about you. Such a handsome man you ar - “
“Mom!” Sungmin squeaked, eyes big and warning.
Sungmin’s mom blushed and I chuckled, smiling back and slumping in my seat. I reached down under the table, rubbing my knee to lessen the sharp pain when it hit under the table and rattled a few of the glasses, setting off a loud bang noise.
Stupid Kyuhyun….
Freaking squeezing my thigh….what the hell….
I got a stupid, pervy BF…..what the hell….
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU STEAL YOUR YOUNGER SISTER’S BOYFRIEND!
VERY WELL DONE RYEOWOOK! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!
We all finished our dinner and thanked Sungmin's mom, laughing as Jung Soo herded us upstairs and shoved us on the floor to continue our game.
“Okay! So whose turn is it?”
“Shouldn’t we go shower first?”
Hankyung rolled his eyes at Sungmin, “Geez…fine...”
“I don’t want to yet!” Donghae whined, earning a smirk from Eunhyuk that dragged him up.
“We’ll go shower together…first.” Eunhyuk said, ruffling his hair and walking over to his bag.
“You guys….shower together?” Hankyung exclaimed, jaw flat on the ground.
Donghae and Eunhyuk looked and each other, then shrugged.
“Ya. We do it all the time.” Eunhyuk shrugged.
“We’re not gay or anything!” Donghae laughed, jumping up and down, missing how Eunhyuk’s face darkened a little. They grabbed their stuff and walked out of the room.
“So who’s next? I think we’re going to have to shower in pairs. If we do it individually it’ll take too long.”
“We’ll go.” Heechul said, putting an arm around Hankyung’s shoulder and earning a roll of the eyes.
“Then who?”
“We’ll go.” Kibum volunteered, grabbing a blushing Sungmin’s hand.
“After Sungmin and Kibum?” Kyuhyun smiled, “Ryeowook and I will go last.”
“Siwonnie and I will go after them.” Yesung smiled and Siwon shrugged.
A couple minutes later, Eunhyuk and Donghae came out. Donghae looked as if he just committed a crime and Eunhyuk had a foolish grin on his face. Heechul and Hankyung went in, then came back out the way they went in, although Hankyung kept fidgeting in his seat, scooting closer to Heechul than farther away, closer, and farther. Sungmin and Kibum went in and I sent a prayer to the poor blondie. Sungmin and Kibum took a little longer than expected, but then Sungmin burst through the doors, eyes filled with tears as he jumped on his bed and stuffed his face in a bunny rabbit plush. Kibum walked in casually, smiling softly and taking a seat next to Sungmin. Yesung and Siwon went to go shower, they took actually less time than all the previous ones and came out looking like they did when they left the room before.
“Is it our turn now?”
“Why are you so eager, huh Kyuhyun?” Kibum smirked.
“I just want to take a shower already.....”
I scoffed, whispering to myself, “Yeah right....”
Kyuhyun grinned, apparently he heard me. He flashed a dirty smiled and a wink, “Come on Ryeowook. Get your things. I want to shower already.....”
Kyuhyun rushed me to get my clothes and shoved me into the bathroom, my eyes going slightly wide when hearing the loud echo of the dead-bolt lock clicking and echoing against the tiles of the large bathroom.
“Let’s go babes….” His voice low and rich. The lights suddenly dimmed.
My eyes fluttered as he pulled me flush, my arms slowly snaking around his neck, “Kyuhyun…..”
He was silent, his strong arms wrapping about my waist and holding me protectively against him, his warm breath splaying heavy across my face and making my eyes flutter shut. He towered over me, backing me up against the wall and leaning down, our lips only a breath away.
I gasped as his hands slowly danced up my side and grasped my chin, tilting it up and blowing on my eyelids, making them flutter open. My eyes widened at the intensity of his stare, his corneas black and dark, his lips formed in a straight line.
I stuttered, “K- K- Kyuhyun….?”
Neither of us blinked, neither of us spoke. The only sounds in the room was our heavy breathing, the heat from the other suffocating and fiery. He parted his lips and breathed out, his eyes now half-lidded and he leaned forward to press his forehead against mine, his hand sliding to cup my jaw.
“Ryeowook….” Came his low, deep voice, almost a growl.
I hummed a quiet yes, waiting for a reply, but then feeling a pair of soft lips against mine. When we broke apart, we were breathless, catching our breaths before speaking.
“Take off your clothes.”
My eyes shot open to see him already staring down at me, expression serious and cold.
I blinked, “Wh- What?”
He pressed me further into the wall, his muscular body firm against mine, “Babe. Take off your clothes. Everything.”
I sputtered silently in shock, averting my gaze and still feeling his eyes burning into me. He stepped even closer, his leg between both of mine, his arm holding me tight against him, his other hand lowering to my hip.
I bit my lip, gasping out and pushing him away until my arms were extended out in front of me. He let out a soft “oof” before stepping closer again and staring down into my eyes.
I gulped and tore my gaze away from his, screwing my eyes shut and breathing deeply. Breathing out heavily, with shaky hands, I slowly curled my fingers around the hem of my shirt, and slowly lifted it up and over my head. I opened my eyes, shocked at how Kyuhyun’s eyes widened and sparked with a dark desire, not missing how his breathing picked up.
I blew out another shaky breath and dropped my shirt to the floor. I locked gazes with him and slowly slipped my hands to my belt, flicking the cool metal open and slipping it out of the loop, letting it join my shirt. Slowly, ever so slowly, never breaking gazes with him, did I unbutton my jeans, my breath hitching as he inched forward towards me. I unzipped the zipper and he took another step towards me. I slipped my finger under the waist line and slipped my jeans down a little, now being able to feel his breath on my face.
Another inch; another breath.
Another inch; the heat of his body.
When my pants pooled around my ankles, I finally looked away and silently stepped out of my jeans, nudging it to the side and making a pile.
If I was not mistaken, it sounded as if Kyuhyun let out a low growl and my eyes snapped back to meet his black gaze. He stepped forward, pressing me back into the wall and swiftly curling his arms around my waist, a little less than a foot between our bodies.
He growled, “Your boxers too, Ryeowook. I mean everything.”
I bit my lip harder, slowly sliding my hands down and gripping the last piece of clothing on my body in a death hold, my knuckles turning white. With a soft whine, I yanked my boxers down, flushing the deepest shade of red and letting my eyes shut halfway in shame. Oh how embarrassing it was.
Kyuhyun’s arms retracted, the heat of his body fading slightly as I’m supposing that he took a step back. I blew out a shaky breath, slumping against the wall, still blushing furiously. Ruffling of fabric soon was present in the bathroom for a good 5 seconds, before arms slipped back around my waist and someone rested their forehead against mine, blowing on my eyelids once more and making them slip half-way open.
“Baby…..”
I blushed even harder at the feel of Kyuhyun’s now nude body pressing against mine, “Y- Yes?”
He brushed his lips against mine and whispered lowly, “You’re beautiful, Ryeowook. Gorgeously beautiful. So, so beautiful….”
A gasp replaced what was supposed to be a small “thank you” when fiery lips crushed down on mine, knocking my head back against the wall and attacking my lips with an eager fierceness. I only whimpered as he bit down on my lip, his fingernails gently raking down my spine and I gasped.
Kyuhyun growled and shoved his tongue in my mouth, pulling me flush against him and sucking at my neck harshly, leaving his mark. He pulled me from the wall and quickly began pushing me back as we made-out. I gasped and wanted to ask what he was doing, but the squeak of a knob and the loud slam of a shower door was more than enough. Hot, steamy water suddenly sprayed down on us and trickled down our entangled bodies, my arms slipping and my hands gripping the top of his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as he yanked me even closer, our slickened bodies sliding against each other.
I finally responded to the heated kiss, tilting my head to the side and initiating a tongue battle, in which of course, Kyuhyun won. He curled his tongue around mine, his fingers fanning out and pressing against the small of my back, forcing me to curl closer to him. And without hesitation, I gasped loudly, throwing myself at him and breathing in his ear.
“K- Kyuhyun….”
He yanked me into another bruising kiss, licking at the roof of my mouth before tearing away, both of us left breathless and panting. I slumped against him, sighing at the feel of his arms slipping farther around my waist and supporting me. He cupped the back of my neck and pressed my face into his shoulder. I shivered at the sensation, the hot water thumping against my back, Kyuhyun’s warm embrace.
He slowly pulled back, fluttering a hand up my spine and to cup my face. He flipped his hair out of the way and I flinched a little, that same darkness, that same coldness still held residence in those orbs that was part reason why I fell in love with the idiot in the first place. Those sphere containing nothing but seriousness, coldness, everything that isn’t Kyuhyun. So what was the matter?
I took a small step closer, unwrapping my arms and cupping his face, “Kyuhyun….what’s - “
“I love you,” He interrupted, “Ryeowook…I- I- just…..goddammit…..”
I whimpered as he crushed his lips down on mine, shoving me back against the wall with a loud thud and attacking my lips, forcing his tongue down my throat as I shamelessly complied, sucking just as hungrily as him. He yanked our hips together and I blushed at the jolt of electricity from the contact in that place. I pulled my hips away a little only for them to be yanked back again. With one hand, he pinned my wrist near my head against the shower wall, with the other arm he held me close, kissing me senseless.
We broke for air, panting and staring into each other’s eyes. No matter how hard I tried to decipher that look in his eyes, it was still too hidden and it left me confused and very curious as to why he’s just so….so…not Kyuhyun.
He stared deep into my eyes, “Ryeowook….”
I only stared at him with large eyes (not that I tried to, but I was just born with it okay?), my lips quivering just a little. I managed a small nod and a squeak.
A sad smile broke across his face and he loosened his grip around my wrist, but still held it up there as he pressed his body flush against mine, pressing his lips against my forehead and cradling me close. I blinked, hooking my arms around him and snuggling closer, biting my lip as the urge to cry crept up on me.
“K- K- Kyuhyun?”
He only sighed, planting a small, loving kiss on my forehead and sighing out, the sigh almost blurred completely by the thudding of the water against our skin.
“Ryeowook I love you.”
I pulled back, seeing the sadness in his eyes, watching as they slowly softened, his lips melting back into that goofy, loving grin.
I giggled, pecking him on the corner of his lips and pulling away, “I love you too, Kyuhyun.”
He smiled warmly, all traces of melancholy in his now playful orbs completely vanished and replaced with that childish sparkle again.
*THWACK*
“Ahh! Kyuhyun!” I squeaked, slapping him on the chest as he had suddenly thwacked me on the head with a butt-load of shampoo and conditioner.
He chuckled heartily, pecking me on the nose and winking, grinning playfully as his fingers worked the shampoo around in my hair gently, “I want to wash your hair. Is that okay?” He said.
I rolled my eyes, grabbing the shampoo and thwacking some down on his head too, giggling as he winced and yet, still he winked.
I grinned, “I want to wash your hair?” I moved my finger around in his hair, twirling it and batting my eyes flirtatiously, “Is that okay?”
He chuckled, his free hand yanking me closer and kissing me messily before pulling away and licking his lips, grinning deviously, “Why of course you may. Hmmm….I love it when you’re all flirty babe. It makes you hot….”
I rolled my eyes once more and pulled him down, “Thank you. Now kiss me you stupid, pervy weirdo.”
Kyuhyun chuckled, wrapping those strong, warm arms around me once more, and pulling me into a sweet kiss.
Mental Note: If they run out of hot water we’ll blame it on Donghae and Eunhyuk…..
Part 2 right here!
Genre: Romance
Chapter: 19 of 28? (if this plan goes right, cuz my previous plan didn't work. So it's longer!)
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: Kyuhyun/Ryeowook, other pairings revealed in this chapter!
Summary: Cho Kyuhyun. A normal high school boy, in his last year before heading off to college. He has a pretty wealthy family, an annoying unni, two loving parents, and in many of his hyung's eyes....a hot girlfriend. But what happens when his beyond beautiful of a girlfriend.....accidently introduces someone else to him? And what is that person is her own brother. Sequel to "A KyuWook Story" by kyulyn.
Spots for: saya19 because we are brothers in the sister form...OFFICIALLY, elfkyulaine because I just love that sweet girl! If i forgot any that i promised, you have the right to chuck your keyboards at me and just claim a spot for yourself!
Sorry I had to break it into two parts because LJ is being retarded an said it is too long -______-''''''''
THIS IS PART 1
Chilly cold days passed by much too quickly for my liking. A month could mean many things: maybe a child waiting for their mother to come home from serving in the army, maybe a date when a girl’s favorite CD will be out, maybe when a marriage should take place. A month in my opinion was just too short. Who ever came up with a month? Why did it have to be 30 days? Why couldn’t it have been 40? Or 50? 70? 80? The rest of my life?
So since a month was too short, I decided to push everything aside and spend my time with, and only Ryeowook. Everything else is of no importance. No matter where I go, whether it be from a wedding to a simple trip to the grocery store, I’ll only go if he’s tagging along with me (even if I have to force him….*cue evil laugh*).
Today was the day of Sungmin’s sleepover; the weekend had passed quickly. All of our friends and us all decided to gather and hang out at the arcade before 6:00, but instead I dragged Ryeowook away from them (you should’ve seen the way Yesung was getting touchy….), saying Ryeowook didn’t feel that great and ditched them to have a little date of our own at a coffee shop near the game center.
“Kyuhyun! You’re being so corny! Just let me feed myself!”
“Nope. Open that pretty little mouth and let me feed you this pudding!”
Ryeowook rolled his eyes and parted his lips a little. I smiled, slinging an arm around his shoulders and slipped the pudding between the rose-petals. He groaned before swallowing it, lying back in his seat and resting his head on my shoulder, his eyes fluttering shut.
I chuckled, admiring the beautiful face and grinning as an idea popped into my head. The café wasn’t too packed, maybe a couple of people.
Maybe it’d be okay…if we kissed…in public.
It shouldn’t be a problem right? Those to homos over there are making out.
So why can’t we?
I shook Ryeowook lightly and he popped an eye open, “Baby?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you think that….maybe…you know. There aren’t any people around and it doesn’t look like anyone is coming here so maybe I- you- and I mean maybe we could - “
There was a sensual, low chuckle before my lips were being massaged by another pair, soft and warm and molding with mine. My eyes still remained open with shock, but then they shut tight and I melted into the unexpected kiss, grasping his chin and pushing it up, my arm pulling him closer. I grinned as Ryeowook’s petite hand grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me closer, his slender fingers threading through my hair.
For some reason, I opened my eyes to see what the other gay couple was doing, and nearly choked into the kiss. The dudes were freaking tonguing each other, their tongues not keeping quiet inside their mouths, showing to everyone that they were professional tongue twisters.
Should I try it?
Or would it be too embarrassing?
I don’t mind doing it in private….
But this is the first time we’ve ever kissed in public, in plain sight…..
I flashed my gaze back to Ryeowook, debating if I should mimic the other couple. I threw caution to the wind as Ryeowook let out a sexy little groan, and shut my eyes again. I slowly tilted my head, getting a better angle and swiping my tongue over his lower lip slowly, tasting the sweetness and pulling him closer.
Ryeowook whimpered, scrambling closer and his mouth snapped open, giving me access. I chuckled, slowly curling my tongue around his. Ryeowook’s shoulders curled in and he let out a soft gasp, obviously showing he was the kisee, not the kisser.
Damn…
We should do this in public more often…
He seems to like to kiss more when in public…rather than in our room.
Which I clearly don’t get because wouldn’t it be more embarrassing to suck face in front of -
“Uhhh….Kyuhyun? Ryeowook?” A husky voice came out of the blue, “What are you two doing?” followed by a deep, mocking voice.
I heard the sound of our lips separating and we looked up to see who it was who called for us.
“Y- Yesung?” Ryeowook squeaked.
My eyes widened, “Woah…err…Kibum?”
Yesung smiled, pointing from me to Ryeowook, “Sup you guys! Hey, were you two just…making-out?”
“Uhh. Uhh. I- I- I mean- Kyuhyun and I- what? No! I mean we - “
I covered Ryeowook’s mouth with a chuckle, grinning back up at Kibum and Yesung, “Ummm, yeah, we were. Okay, please just, don’t tell anyone….”
They slowly turned to look at each other, before smiles broke out on their face and they doubled over in laughter.
“Hey! Woah! Hello? What’s wrong with you guys?” I raised an eyebrow.
Kibum laughed, “Hahaha! Kyu, you’re damn funny….”
“You are too Ryeowook!” Yesung fell over on Kibum from laughing so hard.
“Why are you two laughing?” Ryeowook finally squeaked in frustration before covering his mouth with a blush, staring up at me with large, sparkling eyes.
I smiled at the adorableness of it all and removed his hand from his mouth, instead, lacing our fingers together and planting a soft kiss on the back of his hand. He blushed and we stared into the other’s eyes, nearly getting lost in each other but the sound of Kibum choking broke our thoughts and we turned back to the now choking Kibum and the Yesung that was trying to help him from dying.
“Oh that’s great! You two are just plain out hilarious!” Kibum gasped between chokes.
I rolled my eyes, “And may I ask what makes us so hilarious?”
Yesung wiped a tear slipping from his eyes, breathing deeply before smiling at the two of us, “Dongsaeng, you don’t have to be all tentative around the two of us. Kibum and I here are homosexual too.”
Ryeowook’s jaw dropped to the floor and I gently tapped it shut again. I raised an eyebrow, “Uhh…so you guys are….you two….like each other?”
They both smirked.
“Well, I wouldn’t mind dating Kibum-ah here,” Yesung laughed, slapping Kibum’s ass.
“Hahaha. Pervert. Ya. I wouldn’t mind dating you either hyung.”
“So…you do like each other then?”
“Hahaha. No. I've got a little thing for that Siwon kid; he's got a sexy body.”
“And I like Sungmin.” Kibum smiled.
“But I thought you and Sungmin were best friends?”
“Yeah. We are. But who ever said we couldn’t be more than friends?”
I laughed, “Hahaha. Okay then. What about you, Yesung? You going to put a move on Shiwon?”
Yesung grinned, “Of course I will.....”
“Getting back to the point. No need to be all in the closet with us. We got your backs.” Kibum held his fist out for a knuckle bump.
“Haha. Okay,” I knuckled his hand, “So where are the rest of the guys?”
“Oh yeah. They're all at the arcade still. Do you want us to tell them that you guys are 'busy'?” Yesung laughed.
“Haha. No. It’s okay. We were just heading back to you guys. Right Ryeowook?”
“Huh? Oh. Yeah. We were going to find you guys after we had our….er....uh....”
“Our date,” I grinned, “Oww!” Ryeowook elbowed me in the stomach, smiling innocently at Kibum and Yesung.
“Oh, okay. Hey! You guys are still going to come to Sungmin’s sleepover right?”
“Yeah. Of course.” Ryeowook glared at me and I chuckled nervously, biting my lip and averting my gaze.
Crap….I have to get ready.
Oh well….
I’ll just do an all-nighter and do it the last day…….
“Great! We’ll see you guys there! Bye! Have fun on your date!”
I rolled my eyes, pressing my lips to Ryeowook’s temple and sighing out. Ryeowook nuzzled his head into my cheek.
“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about them now.”
“Haha. Okay.”
We sat there for the rest of the time, just chatting and most of the time sucking face, getting a few whistles (and someone actually chucked a plastic fork at my head). But a month is too short, and everything feels….incomplete.
Is Ryeowook….mine?
Not much could happen during a month….but then again, a lot could happen during a month. Things could change. Friendships. Relationships…..
I fluttered my eyes open, pulling away from the sweet kiss and staring into Ryeowook’s sparkling eyes. He giggled, running a hand through my hair, his slender fingers tapping at my jaw.
“Is there something wrong, Kyu?”
I smiled, trying my best to keep a relaxed expression, “Babe…..”
“Yes? What’s wrong?”
I sighed out, pulling him into my lap and out of his chair, settling him between my legs and letting him rest his head on my shoulder, our fingers laced together in front.
“I’ll….nevermind. We can talk when we get home.”
He hummed lightly, turning his head and pulling me into a kiss. I smiled, it being the only I could try to do for the moment.
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The ride back was quiet. Each time I tried to strike up a conversation, Kyuhyun always ended it. Of course it wasn’t harsh, but he just kept staring out the window, watching the world fly by.
“Hey Mom! We’re home!” I yelled, about to take off my jacket when slender fingers gently gripped my shoulders and lips met my ear.
“Let me do it.”
I blushed, turning my head and our noses brushed, my eyes fluttering sleepily as he slowly slipped my jacket off, the tips of his fingers skidding against my chilly skin. I gasped, turning around and -
“Hello! Awww! You’re holding my baby again, Kyu! I’m going to cry! Oh god!”
Kyuhyun chuckled, spinning us a little so we could both smile at my mom, “Don’t cry, Mom. No one’s growing up just yet.”
Mom fanned herself, biting her lip to prevent the squealing and breathing deeply before finally speaking, “So you two have a sleepover to go to right?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay. Have fun! Go get packed then. Oh god! He’s holding my baby again!” Mom teared up, scurrying off into the kitchen again; the sound of someone blowing their nose could be heard a mile away.
I laughed and Kyuhyun smiled, leading us upstairs and into our room. As soon as I stepped through the door, still looking back and chuckling at my mom, arms wrapped around me and I was tugged against a more muscular form.
I lifted my gaze to see Kyuhyun staring down at me, expression cold and for the first time, serious. I gulped as he leaned in, slowly walking me back into a wall until the tips of our noses nearly touched.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself closer and arching my back, my head lolling back as he nibbled at my neck, sucking gently at my adam’s apple.
“K- Kyuhyun….wh- what’s wrong?”
Kyuhyun’s arms tightened around me and he pulled me up, our eyes meeting once again and I almost shied away from the coldness of his usually playful orbs. He pressed me back into the wall, resting his forehead on mine and breathing deeply, his eyes slipping shut as his hand ran down my arm before winding around my waist once again. My eyes fluttered shut and I blew out a shaky breath.
“Kyuhyun. What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“Ryeowook…..”
“Yes?” I smiled softly, running my hand through his hair and blowing on his eyes, making them flutter open, the corneas still black with coldness.
His lips barely moved when he whispered a quiet, “Are you mine?”
I blinked in confusion, my hand dropping down to his shoulder, “What do you mean?”
He sighed, one of his hands raising and grasping my chin between his pointer and thumb, his eyes burning into mine, “Ryeowook. Are you mine?”
I averted my gaze, pondering over it and wondering vaguely why he was asking me this, but it was Kyuhyun. Kyuhyun is always and forever will be stupid and possessive and protective and annoying and…..bottom line: Kyuhyun is Kyuhyun.
I chuckled softly, bringing my hands up to cup his face gently. I tip-toed up and brushed my lips against his, smiling warmly at him and sighing in relief as his eyes softened and his grip was no longer tense, his arms now melting around me.
I whispered, “Kyuhyun. Of course I’m yours. I’ll always be yours.”
“How do you know?”
The question in particular actually caught me aback, his orbs hardening once again, his lips tensed in a straight line.
I sighed, “Because I just do. Why are you suddenly asking? We’ve loved each other for nearly 3 years. Do you doubt our love?” I chuckled.
Kyuhyun went silent, just staring into my eyes quiet intensely. An awkward silence crept up upon us, occasionally he would sigh, or brushing his fingertips along my jaw, but besides that, he just stared at me, sometimes his gaze lowering a little lower than below my waist and I blushed.
Finally he spoke, but it was more of a sigh, but by his lips suddenly curling up into that mocking smirk of his, I knew he was fine now.
“Oh baby. Thanks. I love you,” he leaned in and pecked me on the cheek, pulling back and smiling warmly, “Okay! Time to pack up for Sungmin’s sleepover. It’s in 40 minutes. Let’s go baby!”
Kyuhyun winked before scooping me up in his arms bridal style, jogging over to the closet and setting me down, pecking me on the cheek and whispering “I love you” before hurrying to the other side of the room and coming back with our bags.
I blushed, “I love you too. Gawd Kyu, you scared me th - oh my fudge how the heck did you pack all that already?”
Kyuhyun looked up, wiping some sweat from his forehead and smiling, “Check again, babe. I packed half your stuff too.”
My jaw dropped to the ground as well as my gaze, staring in awe at my half-packed bag. Kyuhyun gently lifted my chin back up, running his thumb slowly over my lower lip before chuckling.
“You can thank me later. Now run that cute ass into the bathroom and gather all your stuff.”
I rolled my eyes, wiping that smirk off his mouth before walking off to the bathroom, shuffling towards the sink and shower to get the usual bathroom necessities. I nearly spun around when Kyuhyun yelled for me to get his stuff too. I sighed and scooped up his stuff as well, carefully walking back and letting him place the last of our belongings into our bags.
“Are we done?”
He nodded, bending down and zipping up our bags. Kyuhyun checked his watch and smiled, “Just on time. 5:30. Now it’s time to leisurely drive to Sungmin’s place, maybe at the red lights we can….make ou - ahhh!”
I scoffed, shoving both our bags in his face and silencing him, “Not a chance. Go and put our bags in the trunk, I have to go to the bathroom.”
Kyuhyun peeked out from behind the bags, “Can I come with y - “
“No!”
He chuckled, setting down the bags and rummaging through the drawers for heaven knows what. I shook my head, shutting the bathroom door and relieving myself (because back at the arcade I really, really had to go…).
I opened the bathroom door (feeling absolutely relieved) and walked to the closet, grabbing a light jacket and slipping one arm and catching a glimpse of Kyuhyun slamming the door open, both bags in one hand.
*SLAM*
“Oww! Kyuhyun!”
“Oh! Oops! I’m sorry! I - “
“K- Kyuhyun…you- you’re….”
“Errr….uhh….I- I- I’m sorry….uhh…”
I furrowed my eyebrows together, walking towards the door and stepping out of my room, about to slip my other arm in the sleeve but froze at the sight before me.
There was Kyuhyun, biting his lip and holding my little sister around the waist, as if he just caught her and froze mid-dip in a tango. I grunted awkwardly and they both looked at me immediately.
“Umm…what’s going on?” I asked, buttoning my jacket halfway and standing next to the two.
Kyuhyun groaned, glancing back at So Hee and standing her back up, “Nothing was going on. Nothing.”
So Hee stared from me to Kyuhyun, looking back and forth rapidly and bursting into tears, covering her face and running off down the hall, slamming the door behind her, her sobs still being heard even from this distance.
“What happened?”
Kyuhyun slung an arm around my shoulders, pressing his lips to my temple and sighing out, “Nothing. I’ll tell you on the way to Sungmin’s.”
I blushed, “Okay….”
He led me down the stairs, waving at mom as we passed by the doorway of the kitchen and unintentionally shouting a “Bye Mom!” in unison.
She sneaked a peak at us and her eyes watered, clutching her heart, “Oh god! You guys are so cute together!”
“She’s right you know, you’re very cute….” He winked, throwing our bags in the trunk.
I laughed, pushing him away and running in the car, the cool breeze blowing my hair and making goose bumps rise to the surface of my skin. Kyuhyun hopped in after me and we drove off.
“So why is So Hee acting weird around you? And why does she cry?” I asked, trying hard not to bit Kyuhyun’s hand off as his hand was just much too eager massaging my thigh.
Kyuhyun groaned, “Ugh….it’s complicated. But we have some time before we get to Sungmin’s house. Okay, I only have to explain one thing to answer both questions. You know how So hee and I were dating before right?”
Oh great….
“Yeah….”
Kyuhyun chuckled, pecking me on the cheek and winking at me though through the reflection of the window. To my horror, I blushed furiously.
“Well, she loved me, a bit more than I loved her….no. I never actually fell in love with So Hee, but she fell for me, pretty hard. So, it pains her to see the one she loves with another person, and it doesn’t really help that that person is her older brother. And she cries when she sees me with you, always loving you, always caring for you. I never did that to her. So now, when she still has feelings for me, and any simple little thing or gesture that I make, it means the world to her and gives her hope that I might still like her, but then I crush her, of course not intentionally, but she’s sad that I will never be able to return her love, because I love you…..”
I blew out a breath, just listening to that made me slightly depressed, “Oh wow. It must be really hard for her….
“Yes, it’s very hard for her. But I’m sure when she finds the one that she’s supposed to be with, she’ll forget all about me and she’ll love that person with all her heart. Like I do to you. I love you baby.” Kyuhyun nibbled at my ear, and I couldn’t help but giggle.
“I love you too, you corny, cheesy pervert…..”
We smiled at each other and we arrived at Sungmin's house, parking our car in front of the gate. We got out of the car, Kyuhyun grabbing both of our bags as I buzzed the gate. A peppy, bubbly voice answered.
“OMG OMG OMG! May that be Kyuhyun and Ryeowook?”
Kyuhyun chuckled, wrapping his free arm around my waist and pulling me against him by the side, “Yes, Sungmin. It’s us.”
“Oh yay! Geez…you two are late! Well, no, you’re not late…but everyone else is already here! Now come on in! It’s really cold out there!”
The gates opened and I curled closer to Kyuhyun as we jogged to the front door. Sungmin was bouncing up and down in the large doorway, waving at us and flailing his arms around, eyes twinkling with that Sungmin type of twinkle.
“Brrr….it's getting colder and colder each day!” I shivered, jumping up and down a little as the warmth from Sungmin’s house smacked me in the face and soothed the cold air that bit at our skins; the scent of cinnamon filling the air and the entire place steamed off a cozy atmosphere.
I barely had enough time to take off my jacket before I heard loud stomping slowly growing louder and -
“Hey! Ryeowook dongsaeng!”
We turned around at the loud voice that boomed from behind us. Donghae was standing in the doorway to the living room. He sprinted to me and suffocated me, giving me a warm Donghae hug that always tended to squishify you. Eunhyuk came out in sight (a little bit more calmly), leaning against the door frame with a soda in hand, laughing at Donghae tackling me.
I smiled, “Hahaha. Hey Donghae!”
“Dongsaeng! Eunhyuk and I missed you! Where’ve you been?” Donghae beamed, let one arm go, so he had just one arm around my shoulders.
Eunhyuk walked over, slinging an arm around me and standing on the other side of me, “Donghae! Chill will you?”
A battle of who knows what soon began between my close university buddies and I decided to just stay out of it and glance over at Kyuhyun.
“Woah! Kyuhyun!”
Kyuhyun looked up the huge staircase and Hankyung was there at the balcony standing with Sungmin, Siwon, and Kibum.
“Hey Hankyung!” He yelled.
Hankyung’s eyes grew big and he basically flew down the stairs and tumbled into Kyuhyun, squishing him in a hug.
“Kyu! You shouldn’t disappear like that! We haven’t seen you in forever!”
They let go of each other and just hugged each other with one arm like Ryeowook and Donghae.
“We saw each other earlier in the day didn't we?”
“Yeah we did! But you and Ryeo hyung disappeared faster than a lightning bolt! Don't do that again! You almost gave our Sungmin here a heart-attack!”
Sungmin, Siwon, and Kibum all came down the stairs calmly, but then Sungmin ran and tumbled into Kyuhyun as well.
“Kyuhyun!” Sungmin shouted right in Kyuhyun’s face.
“Hey Sungmin!”
“We all missed you and Ryeowook!”
“Yeah. You should've seen how Sungmin was reacting when he couldn't find you two at the park.” Kibum smirked, earning a glare from Sungmin.
“Hey! Where are Heechul, Jung Soo, and all the rest of them?”
Donghae, Eunhyuk, and I came over to the rest of us so we were standing in a little circle.
“Oh yeah! They're upstairs; I'm not sure what they're doing though....” Sungmin said eyes wide with fear.
“Nah, don’t worry Sungmin. We’ll just kick their butts if they do anything to hurt your pink little bunny pillows.” Siwon smirked.
“Hey! I like anything pink! Don’t make fun of that!”
“Okay so does that mean we can’t make fun of your pink bed sheets, your pink pillows, your pink room?” Eunhyuk laughed, taking a sip of soda.
“No! You may not make fun of my pink-ness!”
Everyone burst out laughing, clutching our stomachs as we made more jokes along the way there (which actually took a long time because I did see an elevator). We opened the door and...
“Woah….”
Geez, when Eunhyuk said PINK ROOM, he wasn’t joking.
There is nothing in this huge suite that is not either pink or covered in pink-ness!
It’s kinda….creepy. And the pink stuffed bunnies and stuffed animals don’t help the situation either….
“Hahaha! Look at their faces! What’d we tell you guys?” Hankyung laughed, falling back into Siwon’s arms.
“We warned you two didn't we?” Eunhyuk smirked.
They all made their comments about Sungmin's pink fantasy and dispersed from the entrance door to Sungmin's room, slouching down on either the pink fluffy carpet floor, the huge pink fluffy bed that could fit 13 people, or the pink couches and chairs covered in more....fluff.
Kyuhyun and I just stood there, still trying to take in all of this PINK.
“Wow…” was all I could say, I curled towards Kyuhyun, “This is kind of.....creepy Kyuhyun....”
“Hahaha. Don't be scared, babes. The color pink isn't that harmful.” Kyuhyun chuckled, hugging me before we both walked over to the mountain of bags in the corner of the room, setting our stuff down.
We all just sat around and talked with each other. Kibum sat next to Sungmin and Siwon. Yesung sat next to Siwon with Shindong. Heechul, Jung Soo, and Youngwoon were all arm-wrestling or something over by the pink TV which had a video game on the screen, while Donghae and Eunhyuk were having what looked like a staring contest until Donghae rolled over laughing. Hankyung, Kyuhyun, and I all were sitting on the fluffy pink bed talking and playing random games.
“Hey everybody! So what should we do until dinner?”
Everyone just shrugged.
“Shouldn’t we figure out the sleeping arrangements first? So everyone knows where they're going to sleep?”
Kibum laughed, “You sound like my mom Sungmin!”
Sungmin glared and pushed him off of the bed.
“Ya, we probably should, so we don't have any problems when we do get to bed.”
“Fine fine fine. You Garam High kids are too mature and serious.” Jung Soo smirked.
“No worries. They'll change after this party.” Eunhyuk laughed and fist bumped with Hankyung and Donghae.
“Okay. My bed is pretty big, as all of you can see, so name at least one person you don't mind sleeping next to and go stand or sit next to them.”
Unfortunately I didn’t really have a choice, considering Kyuhyun immediately grabbed my hand. I rolled my eyes and smiled, I’d rather have him pay too much attention to me than none at all. Donghae jumped on Eunhyuk, Yesung went over by Siwon, and Kibum tackled Sungmin. Shindong wasn't going to stay, he had to go work overtime at this noodle shop, so he left when we were picking who to
sleep next to. Heechul put his arm around Hankyung, and Hankyung made an 'oh great...this is going to be fun' expression. Jung Soo punched Youngwoon which led to them rolling on the floor in a joking around fist fight, but in the end they were sleeping next to each other.
“Okay. Since we have that all figured out, who wants to sleep on the bed? It's big enough to give enough room for all of us.” Sungmin said with Kibum's arms around his neck.
Everyone all nodded or said 'yes' to sleeping on the bed.
“Does anyone want to sleep on the end so they don't - “
*SMACK*
“ - someone in the face?” Donghae grinned, laughing as Eunhyuk pushed him off the chair in retaliation as he just got smacked in the face.
Hankyung and Heechul wanted to sleep on the end, and Siwon said he kind of moves around, so Yesung agreed to sleep on the side. Kyuhyun whispered to me asking if I wanted to sleep in the shower with him and I shoved him away so hard he fell back on his stomach and I sat on top of him. Everyone stared at us then went back to making the arrangements.
In the end, Jung Soo and Youngwoon switched places with Yesung and Siwon, so that they were sleeping on the end because most likely, they were going to be the last ones asleep, so if they climbed in bed they wouldn't wake anyone else up. Sungmin and Kibum, and Yesung and Siwon were just going sleep on separate king-sized mattresses. And of course Kyuhyun requested that we sleep on a different mattress.
So that left Youngwoon and Jung Soo, and Heechul and Hankyung on the ends, and Donghae and Eunhyuk in the middle. The bed was really too big, but the good thing is that because of its hugeness it left a lot, and I mean A LOT of room for all 6 guys. We set up the mattresses and spread them out in different spots in the room so we were basically all in completely different corners of the room, or should I say SUITE. Sungmin's room is too big to be called an actual ROOM.
“Hey! Dinner’s going to be ready in about 30 minutes!” Sungmin shouted, bursting into the room and toppling over into Kibum’s lap.
“Good. Because I'm getting hungry. Tell your Mom to hurry up Sungmin!” Youngwoon laughed.
Sungmin smiled a tired smile from running up and down those long stair cases.
“So what should we do now?” Hankyung asked while starting to jump on the bed.
“We could play the Is This Awkward game. ”
“What's that?” Jung Soo asked.
Everyone but Jung Soo looked at each other and had to hold in their laughter. Donghae was silently laughing hard and fell into Eunhyuk's lap, pounding the ground with his hand.
“It was just a question! But seriously! What is it?”
“Hahaha! I can’t believe you don’t know what that game is!” Kibum laughed.
“Hahaha, Jung Soo, it's a bit awkward to explain.”
“That's why we should demonstrate.” Youngwoon grinned.
Everyone knew that game, but it's hard to explain it, people learn it by watching other people play it, trying to say it in words makes it….awkward, hence the name, Is This Awkward.
“Come on everyone! Let's demonstrate for our Jung Soo here!” Donghae hopped up, skidding to a stop on the pink fluffy carpet in the middle of the room.
Everyone got up from where they were sitting and sat on the fuzzy pink carpet in a circle.
“Okay, so who would like to go first?” Heechul said, rubbing his hands together.
“Don't we have to choose the Punishment King first?”
“What's that?” Jung Soo asked, glaring at all us and sipping at his soda.
Kibum laughed, “Oh you'll find out....”
“Rock Paper Scissors!” Sungmin shouted.
Everyone did Rock, Paper, Scissors to see who would win, and Kibum in the end was claimed the Punishment King.
“So who wants to go first?” Kyuhyun put an arm around me, but nobody saw except us, and I couldn’t help but lean into his warm arms.
“How about......our gentleman Siwon over here!”
“Hahaha. Fine fine fine. I'll go first.”
"Watch this demonstration Jung Soo, it's important...." Youngwoon whispered to Jung Soo.
“Okay, we have our Prince, who's gonna be the Damsel In Distress?” Eunhyuk smirked, “Siwon pick someone.”
“Uhhh.....I'll pick.......Yesung.” Yesung laughed at how ironic that was.
“Okay then! You have exactly 1 minute to make Yesung feel awkward, only...how about 3 moves?”
“Dongsaeng? You want to do the honors?
I smiled, “Hahaha. Okay. Ready....and.....go!”
“Yesung-hyung, is this awkward?”
Siwon grinned, leaning in and staring into Yesung’s almond-shaped eyes, sliding a hand up Yesung’s right calf. Move #1.
Yesung’s eyes fluttered momentarily before hardening and speaking a firm, “No. I don't feel awkward.”
“Well, then is this awkward?”
Second move. Siwon slid his hand up to Yesung’s thigh, which made a bunch of “Woooo’s” fill the air.
Yesung smirked, “Nope. I don't feel awkward.”
“Hmmm, well does this feel awkward?” Siwon slowly slid his hand to the middle of Yesung’s pelvis then slowly slid it south, south, south -
“Ahh! Okay okay okay! I feel awkward! Don’t touch me there, you perverted God’s child!”
“Woooo!”
“Nice job!”
Everyone clapped for our Prince and he let us all praise him. Kyuhyun and I just looked at each other and smirked at how our friends are so easily amused, as well as us. Indeed, this is what high school boys (with the exception of me) do for fun.
Heechul clapped, “Very well done Shiwonnie!”
“So do you get it now, Jung Soo?”
Jung Soo nodded, eyes wide, “Uh.....yup. I got it now. But I didn't get to see what the Punishment King does.”
I smirked, “Oh, you'll see.”
Even Sungmin and I, the quietest among all of us were smirking at how the bouncing, hyperactive Jung Soo was so excited to find about something that he really shouldn't be that worked up about.......and there's a good reason for it too.
Before we left Sungmin’s room for dinner, Kyuhyun asked my “permission” (because that stupid brain though it’d make it all better!) if he could feel me up under the table while we were eating, and that didn’t end well on his part. It ended with me slapping him across the face and everyone staring at us because of the loud smack echoing in the stairway, but then we continued walking downstairs.
And he had the nerves to actually feel me up, freaking massaging my thighs, occasionally creeping his stupid hand under my shirt, but I jerked away and kicked him, which led to him letting out a muffled grunt of pain.
Sungmin's younger sister, SungSon, kept staring at me and personally it really crept me out and I barely picked at my food. Even Sungmin’s mom was staring at me. She smiled at me and being polite, I smiled back (trying really hard not to notice how her cheeks flushed red and her eyes went all googly fan-girl…..).
*BANG*
“Kyuhyun!”
I snapped my head over to a smirking Kyuhyun and glared at him, ready to kick him in his -
“Ryeowook-sshi? Is there something wrong?”
All our friends stared at us, except Kibum and Yesung, who were smirking too. I breathed deeply, glaring daggers at Kyuhyun again before turning and smiling at Sungmin’s mom, wiping my mouth politely and flashing a handsome smile.
“Haha. Umm…I- well…I didn’t - “
Donghae raised an eyebrow, “Uh dongsaeng? Why did you scream Kyuhyun’s name?”
“Yeah. Why did you scream my name, Ryeowook?” Kyuhyun winked sexily.
I glared, turning back to Sungmin’s mom with a sheepish smile, “Err…nothing. I was just thinking about something.”
“Oh okay. I was just worried about you. Such a handsome man you ar - “
“Mom!” Sungmin squeaked, eyes big and warning.
Sungmin’s mom blushed and I chuckled, smiling back and slumping in my seat. I reached down under the table, rubbing my knee to lessen the sharp pain when it hit under the table and rattled a few of the glasses, setting off a loud bang noise.
Stupid Kyuhyun….
Freaking squeezing my thigh….what the hell….
I got a stupid, pervy BF…..what the hell….
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU STEAL YOUR YOUNGER SISTER’S BOYFRIEND!
VERY WELL DONE RYEOWOOK! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!
We all finished our dinner and thanked Sungmin's mom, laughing as Jung Soo herded us upstairs and shoved us on the floor to continue our game.
“Okay! So whose turn is it?”
“Shouldn’t we go shower first?”
Hankyung rolled his eyes at Sungmin, “Geez…fine...”
“I don’t want to yet!” Donghae whined, earning a smirk from Eunhyuk that dragged him up.
“We’ll go shower together…first.” Eunhyuk said, ruffling his hair and walking over to his bag.
“You guys….shower together?” Hankyung exclaimed, jaw flat on the ground.
Donghae and Eunhyuk looked and each other, then shrugged.
“Ya. We do it all the time.” Eunhyuk shrugged.
“We’re not gay or anything!” Donghae laughed, jumping up and down, missing how Eunhyuk’s face darkened a little. They grabbed their stuff and walked out of the room.
“So who’s next? I think we’re going to have to shower in pairs. If we do it individually it’ll take too long.”
“We’ll go.” Heechul said, putting an arm around Hankyung’s shoulder and earning a roll of the eyes.
“Then who?”
“We’ll go.” Kibum volunteered, grabbing a blushing Sungmin’s hand.
“After Sungmin and Kibum?” Kyuhyun smiled, “Ryeowook and I will go last.”
“Siwonnie and I will go after them.” Yesung smiled and Siwon shrugged.
A couple minutes later, Eunhyuk and Donghae came out. Donghae looked as if he just committed a crime and Eunhyuk had a foolish grin on his face. Heechul and Hankyung went in, then came back out the way they went in, although Hankyung kept fidgeting in his seat, scooting closer to Heechul than farther away, closer, and farther. Sungmin and Kibum went in and I sent a prayer to the poor blondie. Sungmin and Kibum took a little longer than expected, but then Sungmin burst through the doors, eyes filled with tears as he jumped on his bed and stuffed his face in a bunny rabbit plush. Kibum walked in casually, smiling softly and taking a seat next to Sungmin. Yesung and Siwon went to go shower, they took actually less time than all the previous ones and came out looking like they did when they left the room before.
“Is it our turn now?”
“Why are you so eager, huh Kyuhyun?” Kibum smirked.
“I just want to take a shower already.....”
I scoffed, whispering to myself, “Yeah right....”
Kyuhyun grinned, apparently he heard me. He flashed a dirty smiled and a wink, “Come on Ryeowook. Get your things. I want to shower already.....”
Kyuhyun rushed me to get my clothes and shoved me into the bathroom, my eyes going slightly wide when hearing the loud echo of the dead-bolt lock clicking and echoing against the tiles of the large bathroom.
“Let’s go babes….” His voice low and rich. The lights suddenly dimmed.
My eyes fluttered as he pulled me flush, my arms slowly snaking around his neck, “Kyuhyun…..”
He was silent, his strong arms wrapping about my waist and holding me protectively against him, his warm breath splaying heavy across my face and making my eyes flutter shut. He towered over me, backing me up against the wall and leaning down, our lips only a breath away.
I gasped as his hands slowly danced up my side and grasped my chin, tilting it up and blowing on my eyelids, making them flutter open. My eyes widened at the intensity of his stare, his corneas black and dark, his lips formed in a straight line.
I stuttered, “K- K- Kyuhyun….?”
Neither of us blinked, neither of us spoke. The only sounds in the room was our heavy breathing, the heat from the other suffocating and fiery. He parted his lips and breathed out, his eyes now half-lidded and he leaned forward to press his forehead against mine, his hand sliding to cup my jaw.
“Ryeowook….” Came his low, deep voice, almost a growl.
I hummed a quiet yes, waiting for a reply, but then feeling a pair of soft lips against mine. When we broke apart, we were breathless, catching our breaths before speaking.
“Take off your clothes.”
My eyes shot open to see him already staring down at me, expression serious and cold.
I blinked, “Wh- What?”
He pressed me further into the wall, his muscular body firm against mine, “Babe. Take off your clothes. Everything.”
I sputtered silently in shock, averting my gaze and still feeling his eyes burning into me. He stepped even closer, his leg between both of mine, his arm holding me tight against him, his other hand lowering to my hip.
I bit my lip, gasping out and pushing him away until my arms were extended out in front of me. He let out a soft “oof” before stepping closer again and staring down into my eyes.
I gulped and tore my gaze away from his, screwing my eyes shut and breathing deeply. Breathing out heavily, with shaky hands, I slowly curled my fingers around the hem of my shirt, and slowly lifted it up and over my head. I opened my eyes, shocked at how Kyuhyun’s eyes widened and sparked with a dark desire, not missing how his breathing picked up.
I blew out another shaky breath and dropped my shirt to the floor. I locked gazes with him and slowly slipped my hands to my belt, flicking the cool metal open and slipping it out of the loop, letting it join my shirt. Slowly, ever so slowly, never breaking gazes with him, did I unbutton my jeans, my breath hitching as he inched forward towards me. I unzipped the zipper and he took another step towards me. I slipped my finger under the waist line and slipped my jeans down a little, now being able to feel his breath on my face.
Another inch; another breath.
Another inch; the heat of his body.
When my pants pooled around my ankles, I finally looked away and silently stepped out of my jeans, nudging it to the side and making a pile.
If I was not mistaken, it sounded as if Kyuhyun let out a low growl and my eyes snapped back to meet his black gaze. He stepped forward, pressing me back into the wall and swiftly curling his arms around my waist, a little less than a foot between our bodies.
He growled, “Your boxers too, Ryeowook. I mean everything.”
I bit my lip harder, slowly sliding my hands down and gripping the last piece of clothing on my body in a death hold, my knuckles turning white. With a soft whine, I yanked my boxers down, flushing the deepest shade of red and letting my eyes shut halfway in shame. Oh how embarrassing it was.
Kyuhyun’s arms retracted, the heat of his body fading slightly as I’m supposing that he took a step back. I blew out a shaky breath, slumping against the wall, still blushing furiously. Ruffling of fabric soon was present in the bathroom for a good 5 seconds, before arms slipped back around my waist and someone rested their forehead against mine, blowing on my eyelids once more and making them slip half-way open.
“Baby…..”
I blushed even harder at the feel of Kyuhyun’s now nude body pressing against mine, “Y- Yes?”
He brushed his lips against mine and whispered lowly, “You’re beautiful, Ryeowook. Gorgeously beautiful. So, so beautiful….”
A gasp replaced what was supposed to be a small “thank you” when fiery lips crushed down on mine, knocking my head back against the wall and attacking my lips with an eager fierceness. I only whimpered as he bit down on my lip, his fingernails gently raking down my spine and I gasped.
Kyuhyun growled and shoved his tongue in my mouth, pulling me flush against him and sucking at my neck harshly, leaving his mark. He pulled me from the wall and quickly began pushing me back as we made-out. I gasped and wanted to ask what he was doing, but the squeak of a knob and the loud slam of a shower door was more than enough. Hot, steamy water suddenly sprayed down on us and trickled down our entangled bodies, my arms slipping and my hands gripping the top of his shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as he yanked me even closer, our slickened bodies sliding against each other.
I finally responded to the heated kiss, tilting my head to the side and initiating a tongue battle, in which of course, Kyuhyun won. He curled his tongue around mine, his fingers fanning out and pressing against the small of my back, forcing me to curl closer to him. And without hesitation, I gasped loudly, throwing myself at him and breathing in his ear.
“K- Kyuhyun….”
He yanked me into another bruising kiss, licking at the roof of my mouth before tearing away, both of us left breathless and panting. I slumped against him, sighing at the feel of his arms slipping farther around my waist and supporting me. He cupped the back of my neck and pressed my face into his shoulder. I shivered at the sensation, the hot water thumping against my back, Kyuhyun’s warm embrace.
He slowly pulled back, fluttering a hand up my spine and to cup my face. He flipped his hair out of the way and I flinched a little, that same darkness, that same coldness still held residence in those orbs that was part reason why I fell in love with the idiot in the first place. Those sphere containing nothing but seriousness, coldness, everything that isn’t Kyuhyun. So what was the matter?
I took a small step closer, unwrapping my arms and cupping his face, “Kyuhyun….what’s - “
“I love you,” He interrupted, “Ryeowook…I- I- just…..goddammit…..”
I whimpered as he crushed his lips down on mine, shoving me back against the wall with a loud thud and attacking my lips, forcing his tongue down my throat as I shamelessly complied, sucking just as hungrily as him. He yanked our hips together and I blushed at the jolt of electricity from the contact in that place. I pulled my hips away a little only for them to be yanked back again. With one hand, he pinned my wrist near my head against the shower wall, with the other arm he held me close, kissing me senseless.
We broke for air, panting and staring into each other’s eyes. No matter how hard I tried to decipher that look in his eyes, it was still too hidden and it left me confused and very curious as to why he’s just so….so…not Kyuhyun.
He stared deep into my eyes, “Ryeowook….”
I only stared at him with large eyes (not that I tried to, but I was just born with it okay?), my lips quivering just a little. I managed a small nod and a squeak.
A sad smile broke across his face and he loosened his grip around my wrist, but still held it up there as he pressed his body flush against mine, pressing his lips against my forehead and cradling me close. I blinked, hooking my arms around him and snuggling closer, biting my lip as the urge to cry crept up on me.
“K- K- Kyuhyun?”
He only sighed, planting a small, loving kiss on my forehead and sighing out, the sigh almost blurred completely by the thudding of the water against our skin.
“Ryeowook I love you.”
I pulled back, seeing the sadness in his eyes, watching as they slowly softened, his lips melting back into that goofy, loving grin.
I giggled, pecking him on the corner of his lips and pulling away, “I love you too, Kyuhyun.”
He smiled warmly, all traces of melancholy in his now playful orbs completely vanished and replaced with that childish sparkle again.
*THWACK*
“Ahh! Kyuhyun!” I squeaked, slapping him on the chest as he had suddenly thwacked me on the head with a butt-load of shampoo and conditioner.
He chuckled heartily, pecking me on the nose and winking, grinning playfully as his fingers worked the shampoo around in my hair gently, “I want to wash your hair. Is that okay?” He said.
I rolled my eyes, grabbing the shampoo and thwacking some down on his head too, giggling as he winced and yet, still he winked.
I grinned, “I want to wash your hair?” I moved my finger around in his hair, twirling it and batting my eyes flirtatiously, “Is that okay?”
He chuckled, his free hand yanking me closer and kissing me messily before pulling away and licking his lips, grinning deviously, “Why of course you may. Hmmm….I love it when you’re all flirty babe. It makes you hot….”
I rolled my eyes once more and pulled him down, “Thank you. Now kiss me you stupid, pervy weirdo.”
Kyuhyun chuckled, wrapping those strong, warm arms around me once more, and pulling me into a sweet kiss.
Mental Note: If they run out of hot water we’ll blame it on Donghae and Eunhyuk…..
Part 2 right here!