Dark Charm Chapter 10

[saya19]

Anyways, I'm back again. After that rather depressing oneshot. I thought I'd try to enlighten things again. This is really long. I feel really embarassed putting this up but oh well. Anyways. There's probably less dialogue here and a lot more...kissing...gahhhhhh... What did I do? I wasn't sure how to write them as a couple couple. OMG. So embarassed. Ah well, yeah I changed perspectives a lot. Again, sorry if this is long and boring. This is turning out to be really long. Lots of fluff. Lol. Yeah. So I guess I've decided to write more chapters. I can't really leave them here yet. I didn't edit this so excuse any errors. I never edit. Lol. I hope you enjoy. Please remember this is fictional so the facts about them aren't necessarily true. Enjoy I hope.

Title: Dark Charm
Chapter: 10
Pairings: Kyuwook

His voice was serious. "Forever you said. Forever. Remember that."
"I will. Kyu...I will..."



Ten

“Mmmm…”

A streak of sunlight hit Kyuhyun’s tired face as it crept through a crack in the curtains. He was annoyed at first. It made his face feel too warm. He tried sleeping some more but his eyes couldn’t bear the burn of brightness that had consumed the darkness he liked. Slowly, Kyuhyun let his eyes flutter open, the world blurring before his eyes. Then when things slowly came back into focus, he smiled happily at the sight before his eyes.

Yesterday had been simply overwhelming. Kyuhyun still couldn’t truly believe it but he was grinning uncontrollably. Ryeowook’s sleeping face was adorable. His dark hair spilled gently over his face, shadowing it from the sunlight that tried to climb over Kyuhyun’s head. Where the light did manage to touch the hair left little strands of caramel about the head. He could feel the little intakes of breath brush over his face. Kyuhyun inhaled them deeply and then softly blew back on the other’s face. The sleeping boy’s lips twitched wider for a second and Kyuhyun chuckled. He could watch the other sleep forever.

However, the sun was managing to scale over his head and touch Ryeowook’s pale forehead. Ryeowook was paler in the mornings. He looked more angelic and just so peaceful that Kyuhyun almost didn’t want him to wake up. The boy looked happy and warm. Kyuhyun scowled as the light slid further down the boy’s face. Kyuhyun lifted an arm, feeling that the warmth had now translated onto his arm. Ryeowook budged and murmured a bit at the loss of heat. He slowly gained his consciousness but couldn’t seem to open his eyes. Kyuhyun could see little flickers behind the close lids.

“Mmmmm…”

“Morning.”

“Mmmm…” Those lips seemed to be stuck together as well. Ryeowook tried to move them around a bit but they didn’t seem to want to part. Kyuhyun grinned with an idea.

“Wookie?”

“Mmmm?”

“Need some help?” Kyuhyun asked innocently.

“Hmmm?”

When Kyuhyun didn’t get a true response, he took it as consent. He leaned into the sleepy face, bringing back his floating hand. His lips met the others and soon enough, the soft lips started moving against his own. Kyuhyun smiled victoriously as he felt the lips now separate and so, he took that as an invitation. Thin warm fingers travelled across the bed to the fingers of his free hand. They didn’t fill in the gaps in between the fingers but instead just held onto the others lightly, shyly. When Kyuhyun deepened the kiss, there was a little pull on his fingers and so, he smiled into the kiss as he pulled away. Ryeowook was breathing a little harder now. They both were. He remembered the sunlight and brought his hand back out.

“Morning.” Ryeowook managed to breathe. The little head moved up and down a bit in a nod. It was improvement. Kyuhyun chuckled. He had done his job correctly.

“Awake?”

“Kind of.”

“Need some more help?” Kyuhyun breathed on the other’s face and received a sleepy smile and a little breath back.

“Maybe later. I’m a bit tired.” Ryeowook’s eyes were still closed but he had poked his face fully out from the covers. It was very cute, the way he stuck his face out in a very mousy way. A cute mouse.

“We have to wake up though.”

“Is there something in front of my face?” Ryeowook diverted.

“Yeah.”

“What?”

“My hand.”

“Why?”

“To protect your face.”

“From what?”

He moved his hand up a bit and let the sun drop on Ryeowook’s face. The boy squinted as the bright light hit his face. Then Kyuhyun’s hand returned back to its post.

“I didn’t want the sun to ruin your sleep.”

Ryeowook broke into a shy but big smile. He looked embarrassed but happy at the same time. His eyes were still closed but a wide grin couldn’t help but sneak onto his face at the sight. Then Kyuhyun thought no sunshine could ever be more radiant as the look Ryeowook was giving him now.

“Thank you.”

He secretly felt a little proud at the thought that he was protecting Ryeowook from something. Even though the obstacle was this small or little, the look on the sleep boy’s face made him feel good. He felt all savior like for a second. Kyuhyun was a bit disappointed when Ryeowook’s face began to fall back into a slumber.

“Hey.” He pulled on a finger.

“Mmmm…?”

“We still have to get up.”

“Why?”

“It’s already noon.”

“Can’t I just stay in bed with you all day?”

“That’s not a bad idea, actually.” Kyuhyun pulled back a bit and smiled. “I like that.”

“Yeah, see I can be creative.”

“Very.” An idea produced in his head. Kyuhyun grinned. “But I can’t block the sun for you all day, you know. My arm’s getting a bit tired.”

“Oh. What are we going to about that?” Ryeowook asked, adorably confused. He was thinking.

“Well I was thinking that I-”

Ryeowook burst through his statement with enthusiastically with a solution. It added to the cuteness when the boy smiled proudly.

“I could just turn the other way.”

Kyuhyun frowned at the thought. Ryeowook began moving the other way but Kyuhyun held him still with his one hand.

“But then I can’t see your face.”

“Oh. That’s right.” He turned back, pouting.

“I have a suggestion.”

“What is it?”

“I could just block it with something else.”

“With what?”

“How about my face?”

Ryeowook smiled shyly, aware of what the other boy meant. Kyuhyun leaned in again when he felt Ryeowook pull lightly on his fingers. He pulled back and then trailed his fingers to the other’s palms. He wrote something there with his finger. Loving the moment when Ryeowook broke into a smile when he understood.

Ryeowook reached in front of his face without any sense of direction. The fingers danced closer and closer to his in the air.

“Up.”

The fingers walked up, finally finding the tips of his fingers. They slid down the fingers, looking for the palm. Then one finger began carving words against his skin. Kyuhyun read the few words in his mind but after one word, Ryeowook had stopped. There wasn’t any more room on his hand without having to retrace backwards.

“Forever.” He added shyly.

Kyuhyun’s chest tightened. His voice was serious. “Forever you said. Forever. Remember that.”

“I will. Kyu…I will…”

Ryeowook pulled the hand down with his under the covers. His face squirmed forward blindly on the pillow. He was still unwilling to open his eyes and so Kyuhyun decided to play with the sleepy boy a little. He slid up a little so the moving face was actually making way to his neck. He felt the little soft lips land sloppily against his skin and Kyuhyun resisted a laugh. It tickled him though when they slid upwards, trying to find his mouth. He let the boy slowly travel up the line of his neck then the sweep across his jaw, lost again to find the pillow instead. Kyuhyun heard a little growl from the annoyed boy as he returned back along to his cheek. He anticipated for them soon but Ryeowook had missed and his lips landed below the destination. Now Kyuhyun was just annoyed as Ryeowook and decided it was time to help the lazy boy. He ducked his head down and met the other boy’s eagerly.

Heat burst in their bodies. Kyuhyun was taking lead as Ryeowook’s lips parted and he continued through. When the small boy threatened to return back to a state of unconsciousness, Kyuhyun kissed him harder and rougher. He wasn’t going to allow the other boy to escape while he, at the very least, was having fun. Now both of them were kissing each other, eyes closed and murmuring happily. The fingers that had held onto Kyuhyun’s tightly began to travel upwards along his long bare arms. Kyuhyun shook a bit at the light touch. Soon, they found their destination in the other’s hair, tugging them closer together.  Kyuhyun smiled victoriously.

“Ah. Kyu...”

Their lungs were begging for the oxygen that they weren’t allowing. They begged each other too. Kyuhyun felt Ryeowook break and try to move away to breathe for a second but was denied. So he breathed heavily in against Kyuhyun’s busy lips, inhaling in the other’s scent. He kept trying but Kyuhyun denied him the access every time and Ryeowook grew frustrated. Kyuhyun opened his eyes to see a little pouty look on Ryeowook’s face.

“Kyuhyun…”

“No.” Kyuhyun whispered quickly against Ryeowook’s lips.

This time, he waited until Kyuhyun had broken from the rapid kissing for a second. Then he managed to turn his head upwards for that little moment to fill his collapsing lungs. Kyuhyun made a sound of disapproval at the missing lips and so his left on a journey to find them. Ryeowook’s breath caught in his throat as he felt something loving flutter rapidly over his neck. His hands stiffened in the soft dark hair that they had been playing in. He felt himself blushing as Kyuhyun had smoothly passed the curve of his chin and had now joyfully found his lips again.

“Mmm…” Ryeowook murmured in protest against the working lips but Kyuhyun didn’t want to give Ryeowook any chance to break away again. His free hands ran up his sides to the thin hips and held the boy closer to him. The small boy was upset at the game they played. He tried to chance his strategy.

Ryeowook’s hands also started moving, descending down his hair and his neck. The fingers trailed lightly down Kyuhyun’s chest and the touch had caused a few shivers down his body. This time, Kyuhyun smiled at the lips, pausing for a moment before remembering to not give Ryeowook any chance and caught the boy before he could turn away. Those fingers travelled back up and Kyuhyun resisted a giggle much better now but it still felt unbearably pleasant for him. They were on their way back down again when Ryeowook froze under his lips, his hands and lips no longer active. Kyuhyun opened his eyes, half annoyed and half confused.

They boy’s face had literally frozen up. His soft and irresistible lips still parted a bit; Kyuhyun wanted to move forward and nip on them. They boy’s eyes were still closed but the face scrunched together. He could see the confusion in the cute face, little muscles twitched slightly at the jaw. Then he felt Ryeowook’s hand placed firmly on his chest. The boy gasped sharply, now very awake and the dark eyes revealed themselves. There was mild surprise in them as his hands were quickly taken away from Kyuhyun and placed on his face.

“Kyuhyun! Where did your shirt go?”

“On the ground.”

“Why?”

“I normally don’t wear a shirt when I sleep.” There was a groan.  Kyuhyun smirked at the embarrassed boy. He tried prying off the hands that held that beautiful face.

“You know that and still asked to sleep over for a week?”

“Yeah.”

“And even in the same bed?”

“Yeah.”

“Sleeping with each other for a whole week?” Ryeowook muttered in disbelief.

“Well Ryeowook…” His hands looped around Ryeowook pulling their chests together. He felt Ryeowook tighten a bit and so he dropped a quick kiss over the other’s pink cheek. Kyuhyun’s voice lowered seductively. “…we haven’t exactly gotten that far.” “

Ryeowook looked him, cringing at the deeper meaning in his words that he had not intended for. He ducked his head down, not bearing to look at those charming eyes.

“Or are you anticipating something more to happen between us?”

“Kyuhyun, you’re such a pervert.”

Ryeowook pushed Kyuhyun lightly in the chest but then squealed when he remembered that it was bare skin he was touching. Kyuhyun grinned almost evilly at that. He moved his arms up, enveloping Ryeowook’s body in his, their chests touching. Ryeowook gasped a bit, the breath travelled lightly across Kyuhyun’s cheek. His shirt was a bit thin.

“Hey. At least, I’m wearing pants.”

“What? You don’t even wear those when you sleep?” Ryeowook tried pushing, as lightly as he could, away from Kyuhyun’s embrace. Thoughts flashed behind his eyes. “Why do you still have pajamas then?”

“I sleep in shorts, silly.” Kyuhyun caught that then added pulling only his face away to look at the other. “You imagined something right now, didn’t you? You’re also a pervert.”

“No!” Ryeowook’s hands escaped to lightly push Kyuhyun’s face away. “No! No! No! I didn’t see or no, I didn’t imagine anything! No! No! No! No!”

“Okay. Okay. You didn’t see…” Ryeowook was bothered by the amused look on the speaker’s face. “…or imagine anything.”

“That’s right.” Ryeowook nodded, fully awake now.

“Would you like to…”

“No! No! Oh my god Kyuhyun. No! The answer is no.” Ryeowook shook his head vigorously now from side to side.

“I see…not yet…” He got a flurry of little punch to the chest for that.

“Ryeowook?” A voice called from outside the door.

The fists froze against his chest.

“Yes. Omma?” Kyuhyun hollered.

“Omma?” Ryeowook asked, confused. “When did she became your mom too?”

Kyuhyun rushed a hand over the cute face.

“Oh. Morning Kyuhyun…”

“Morning omma!” He answered cheerfully.

“Since, I heard the two of you fighting...I mean chatting, I made some food breakfast for you guys. Ryeowook, do you guys want something to eat?”

“Sure.”

“I’ll go get it for you.”

Ryeowook looked back at the position they were in and then at the door. He sighed in relief when he saw that the lock was on. He snuggled back down safely in his bed. Light footsteps were heard approaching their room.

“Wookie?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll leave them out here for you.” A clatter was heard against the floor.

“Thanks.”

“Thanks Omma!” Kyuhyun called out enthusiastically and Ryeowook smacked him on the arm. He heard his mom leave them.

“Yah! She’s not your mom.”

“She will be.”

Ryeowook rose from the bed and opened the door. On a flat platter were little assorted pastries. There were napkins placed neatly around the dish. Beside the dish were two tall glasses of milk.  It was definitely something new. Usually, he just had some cereal or toast. Ryeowook picked up the food, carefully putting the glasses on top of the food. He didn’t care if they were squished. They would still be edible. He went back inside without remembering to lock the door. He set everything down on the bed stand beside his bed.

Just as quickly, Kyuhyun grabbed the ends of his shirt and jerked him back onto the bed. Ryeowook collapsed into a heap above Kyuhyun. He gasped when he caught the sneaky little smile on Kyuhyun’s handsome face but the other swiftly rolled him back to his side of the bed. His heart was pounding inside his heart from the rush that just happened.

“Yah! What was that for?” Ryeowook squealed, covering his face up.

“That was fun. Why are hiding your face. I like it.” Kyuhyun pouted a bit.

“The covers…”

Kyuhyun looked down. The covers were now pooled around his waist. When he had grabbed for Ryeowook, they must’ve slid off of him. He didn’t try to cover himself up but instead tried flexing his muscles a little bit and giggling when he did so. Ryeowook moved his fingers a bit and peeked out of curiousity but as soon as he saw, the fingers moved back.

“Did you just look?”

“Well, you were laughing.” Ryeowook was biting his lip a bit.

“Did you like it?”

“What?” One lip disappeared fully and Kyuhyun was thinking how he wanted to be the one stealing that lip. He broke out of that thought.

“Did you? Don’t try to avoid the question.”

“No. Stop flexing.”

“Is this weird for you?”

Ryeowook nodded with his head still in his hands.

“Why is it weird?”

“You’re not wearing a freaking shirt!”

“Oh. Is that it? I’ll fix that then.”

Kyuhyun slowly waddled his body forward to the embarrassed boy. His hands travelled across the bed and to Ryeowook’s side. Kyuhyun kept his stare on Ryeowook’s hidden face, wondering how he was going to react. They held the hem of his shirt and Ryeowook squirmed a bit at the touch.

“What are you doing? How is this solving the problem?”

“Just wait.”

Kyuhyun deliberated for a second. If he was going to do what he wanted to, he was going to have to be very quick. The process was simple but Kyuhyun thought of the big obstacle in the way. He needed to pull it off before Ryeowook could react. So first, he decided to relax Ryeowook’s arms from his face. Kyuhyun pulled at the stiff arms and surprising they surrendered easily down to Ryeowook’s sides. However, the eyes were still squeezed shut. Now he would take action.

“Ah!”

His hands quickly ran down Ryeowook’s body back to the hem of his T-shirt. They slipped under and his arms shoved upwards so the shirt was sliding up along it. Ryeowook tried resisting but Kyuhyun had grabbed onto one arm forcefully and slipped it through the shirt. The other arm was wedged safely under the weight of his body so Kyuhyun couldn’t do anything about that. But for now, he was satisfied with a Ryeowook who had his shirt mostly pulled off from his body. He kept his hand firmly on the budging arm and his other arm around Ryeowook’s waist. They drew closer and Ryeowook winced at the warm friction between their skin.

“Kyuhyun! How is this helping me?” Ryeowook glared up at him as he chuckled.

“Isn’t it less weird if we both have our shirts off?” Kyuhyun breathed in Ryeowook’s face, causing it to cower back a bit at the warm air. “I shouldn’t be the only weird one right?”

“You are weird. I am not. Stop making me weird.”

“I’m just bringing out what’s already in you.” Kyuhyun grinned.

Ryeowook tried kicking Kyuhyun but his leg fell through Kyuhyun’s. It was then trapped there by Kyuhyun and Ryeowook was practically immobile now.

Kyuhyun grinned slyly as he leaned forward to capture Ryeowook’s lips again. The upset boy decided to not respond back but then Kyuhyun ran his hand up Ryeowook’s back. He gasped against Kyuhyun’s mouth and that was all Kyuhyun needed. The small boy was kissing him back. Their skin burning as more of it touched. His hand left the arm and the fingers danced lightly up to Ryeowook’s neck. He slipped his hand into the tangle of hair, trying to bring Ryeowook as close to him as he could. He didn’t feel a struggle.

“I didn’t know you were this fierce.” Ryeowook muttered against his mouth, breaking away for some air. Their breaths mingled against each other.

“I didn’t know you were this willing.”

“Shut up.”

“You were the one who wanted to stay in bed.”

“Shut up.”

“I could do this all day.”

“Come on, let’s get up.” Ryeowook started moving away from him. Kyuhyun agreed but pulled him back in for one last quick kiss on the nose. Then he sat up first and pushed himself off the bed and onto his foot. He leaned over to look for his clothes. Ryeowook still couldn’t bear to look at Kyuhyun’s body. His hands instantly went to his face.

“Kyuhyun?”

“Yeah?”

“Outside.”

“Yeah.”

He grabbed his clothes and watched as Ryeowook relaxed. He leaned back over small boy, crawling onto the sheets. A quirky little smile played on his lips. Ryeowook pulled the covers up to his nose and stared wide eyed and defensively at Kyuhyun. He resembled a little prey mouse looking up at a big bad wolf. Kyuhyun tried throwing in a wolfy smile now. He reached over and ruffled Ryeowook’s head. Then he was off the bed again.

“Ryeowook?”

“Yeah?”

“Hurry up. Let’s go out and play a bit today.”

“Okay.”

Kyuhyun finally left the room quietly.

“Oh, hi Kyuhyun.” Ryeowook heard his mom’s surprised voice. He realized, just as Kyuhyun must’ve, that the boy hadn’t remembered to put on his shirt when he left.

“Oh. Ah. Hi, Mrs. Kim.” Kyuhyun stuttered a bit. “I’m sorry…about this…again.”

Then he heard Kyuhyun dash off to the washroom. Ryeowook imagined a future conversation he might have with his suspicious mom. After all, ever since Kyuhyun had decided on staying at his house, most of the time his mom had seen Kyuhyun was coming out of his room without a shirt on. Next time, Ryeowook was going to be the one to change in the washroom.

He looked over at the clock. It was two in the afternoon. There was still a lot of time left before sleeping again. Now, he was feeling conscious at the very least. Kyuhyun had done a good job of waking him up. He quickly pushed himself off the bed and grabbed for clothes. He changed quickly and walked out of his room. Ryeowook yawned really big as he saw Kyuhyun heading back, washed up and all. His hair was dripping onto his shirt.

“Hurry up.” Kyuhyun whispered when they passed each other so Ryeowook listened. He was done in about ten minutes.

When Ryeowook reentered his room, Kyuhyun had turned around with slightly a guilty look over his face. The small boy looked down at the plate of pastries. They were almost all demolished. Kyuhyun’s hands wiped over his crummy face.

“Kyuhyun! You ate all of them!”

“No, I didn’t. There’s still like one left.”

“You already took a bite out of it!”

“You were the one that wouldn’t wake up.”

Ryeowook just shook his head.

“Besides, I was hungry.” Kyuhyun dragged out the last word as he whined. His best friend also had moments where he could be cute but those were only moments.

“Fine.” Ryeowook walked over to his desk. There were a lot of crumbs scattered over the desk. He wondered how Kyuhyun could possibly be this messy. He looked down at the remains. At least, the milk had been untouched.

Kyuhyun held up the last bit of a biscuit to him.

“You already bit that.”

“So? I’ve already bit you.” Kyuhyun added easily as Ryeowook choked a bit on his milk. He gave up and accepted the pastry. It tasted good anyways. His stomach was feeling a little more satisfied. He understood how Kyuhyun could eat so many.

They finished the food and Ryeowook yawned again.

“Come on, let’s go.” Kyuhyun stood up and stretched his arms.

“Yeah. Let’s go.” Ryeowook pushed the boy slightly and watched him wobble forwards.

There was still a lot of time left in today and he was a bit tired but Ryeowook didn’t mind that. Actually, there was still a lot of time left. Ryeowook didn’t mind that at all. It didn’t matter as long as he was going to spend it with his best friend, which he was going to. He was going to spend it with his lover. He was going to spend it with Kyuhyun.

There is still a lot of time left for us...

Ahhhh... Henry I'm sorry. T.T.

So yeah, I've decided to continue on and maybe try to show them develop more as a couple. So right now...yeah right now...I know I made them...a bit...yeah...but I want to show them mature I guess. Anyways, this is my first time writing as an actual like couple couple. So I wasn't sure how to make them act and they kind of turned out like this...I'll try to make them less wierd...Gahhh...Too much kissing...I'm so embarassed. I hope you guys weren't too like O.O

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So embarassing...
I think I caught like a fever from writing this. So warmmmm.... >.<