So I cry and I pray and I beg
Title: So I cry and I pray and I beg
Pairing: Sehun/Kai, little Sehun/Luhan
Rating: R
Summary: Jongin gets dumped by Oh Sehun, and he can't stop listening to Love Fool.
A/N: Or more like I couldn't stop listening to New Found Glory's LoveFool. Don't take me seriously though, this doesn't even almost have a plot.
Pretend that you love me~
[Love Fool]
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
You love me no longer, I know
And maybe there is nothing
That I can do to make you do
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
That I ought just stick to another boy
A boy that surely deserves me
But I think you do
So I cry, and I pray, and I beg
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Fool me, fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me, love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
So I cry, and I beg for you to
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you
Lately I have desperately pondered
Spent my nights awake and I wonder
What I could have done in another way
To make you stay
Reason will not lead to solution
I will end up lost in confusion
I don't care if you really care
As long as you don't go
So I cry, and I pray, and I beg
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Fool me, fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me, love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
So I cry, and I beg for you to
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you
♥
Jongin buries his face into the water once again. Kneeling beside the freshly filled tub, slightly overflowing, and wetting the knees of his pants but he doesn't give a fuck.
He breathes for air a good past 1 minute later, water dripping down his collar. His hair sticking on his face but he never took the time to push them away before drawing another huge breath and drowning himself into the water, for the fourth time. This time he screams mutely beneath the cold numbing water and air bubbles broke through the surface. He wants to stay there for 5 more minutes but his lungs are begging for air now and he is sure he's turning violet at the moment.
He pulls back with a lot of force and stumbles back onto his butt. Now he's soaking wet but he could care less. Because just now, he got dumped.
"OH SEHUN!" He screams at the top of his lungs with his voice echoing inside his lonely empty cold bathroom, no one hears him though.
The next day just doesnt make a good day for Kim Jongin who is currently sporting two large dark circles on his eyes, especially not when his eyes themselves are red from too much trying to drown himself in the water last night... or crying.
Yes, Jongin cries.
He absentmindedly throws himself into the cafeteria, forgetting about class because what the fuck is class when you know you would see Oh Sehun with his new boyfriend, Chinese doll-face 5 year old Lu Ham... Lu Han, Jongin corrects himself.
Jongin thinks of getting ice cream. The one in stick because he and Sehun use to share one when they were still lovers. He thinks of the younger boy's soft pink lips grazing over his popsicle and then him joining right after, tasting a Sehun-flavored ice cream only he can take. Not until the fateful depressing yester-day. He kicks something while on his way to the ice cream corner and as if the gods of fate want to test his sanity, he finds a Sehun and a Luhan bending over the huge ice cream freezer, picking out what he thinks is his favorite flavor.
"Oh Sehun." He says menacingly. His fist tightens to a close. Those cheaters being so free around him, he can't take it. He takes a step forward, palms balled into fists, ready for anything his emotion is bringing up. In one heartbeat, Sehun straightens up and flips his hair. Followed by the licking of the lips. Jonging steps into a stop and feels something else. He has almost forgotten what it feels like to be watching Oh Sehun from afar. He remembers how it was before, before he confesses to pretty lip-licking Sehun whom he adores so much ever since high school. Or was it first grade?
Sehun takes the ice cream Lu Ham Lu Han has just offered him and with a small smile on his goddess of a lips he sucks on his little popsicle stick, and there is Jongin wishing it's his own popsicle inside Sehun's small narrow mouth.
"Fuck Oh Sehun." And he means it in two ways.
The night isn't any better than his morning. Maybe slightly better, or maybe... Fvck. He doesn't know what to make of it because he just dreamt of Oh fucking Sehun and yes, he was fucking him in his dream. He groans and slams his head on the headboard when he suddenly wakes up due to the sudden shudder of his body only to realize he has arrived. Now Sehun owes him another pair of pants. The release is sweet and satisfying but no, he is aching for more. And there is no other companion in the room aside from his trusty reliable skilled hand, thank god.
The night is filled with loud Oh Sehun's in varying tones, no one hears him though.
***
Three fucking days of bumping into Sehun and Jongin goes to school with the biggest dark panda eyes with his eyelids almost threatening to drop any moment. Again he doesn't know if it is because of crying... or moaning all night til the sunrise. However, the fourth one doesn't seem to be so bad. He finds him alone in the carpark, at least not with Chinese Lu Ham Lu Han sticking his tongue at the back of his throat or pressing themselves on the wall hard and half-naked, he would not specify which part is.
He walks casually towards Oh Sehun. He doesn't really know why, maybe just to say hi, or to smell him as he passes by. To punch him is the best idea that comes to his mind, he plans to cure him right after anyway. Bring him to the clinic and stay there for a few minutes, just enough to patch things up... or maybe unpatch each other up on the wall. But Jongin is just stupid.
"Tell me anything, I'll do it for you." He says, suddenly no control of his own voice and reason.
Sehun raises an eyebrow.
"I kiss better than your new boyfriend." Jongin adds while Sehun just folds his arms and looks at him impatiently.
"Oh fucking Sehun." Jongin closes his eyes for a good long second and opens them again. "Say something."
"Thomething." (No just kidding.)
Sehun just keeps staring back with his boring sleepy eyes and Kai almost came at those half-closed eyes which turn him on all the time when they have happy sexy times. He walks closer and as he is just a good inch away from Oh Sehun who doesn't seem to have moved a muscle, he falls to his knees, face right in front of Sehun's treasure that's kept away from him by a golden zipper.
"I'll suck you." Jongin is pleading. On his knees. He doesn't care.
"Fuck off, Jongin." Sehun speaks for the first time. He gazes at him boringly and gives him a cold shoulder before stepping back and turning around, walking away from the kneeling desperate needy Jongin.
Jongin hangs his head back and exhaled heavily.
"Fuck you Oh Sehun!" He screams on his knees, no one hears him though.
Basketball. Another class that Jongin shares with Oh Sehun. The only class that he does with Sehun that he doesn't with Lu Ham Lu Han. He finds out that the immature looking dollface doesn't want his pretty little face get soaked with sweat and instead he took ballet classes. Ballet classes over basketball. No balls, obviously, Jongin smirks. He advances on Oh Sehun who is currently doing stretching with his leg up on the bench. Jongin stares for a few moments before poking him on the back, dangerously close to the center of Sehun's ass.
Jongin laughs amusingly at himself and sits beside Sehun's leg, facing him, a small gap between their faces.
"Say, your boyfriend doesn't like sweating." He taunts him, raising his eyebrows up and down. "Must be boring in bed."
Sehun rolls his eyes and takes off his leg from the bench. "He likes it dry, and tight."
Sehun grabs his towel and leaves Jongin dumbfucked at how Sehun said 'tight'. Sure enough, his pants feel tight.
He opens a mouth to retort but a ball smacks him accidentally on the face.
"Fuck tight Sehun." He mumbles on the ball on his face as it slides down. No one hears him though.
"What do you want?"
Jongin has cornered Sehun in the male restroom. Lu Han is just waiting outside but he doesn't care.
A list of what Jongin wants comes crashing on him and he is now at a loss for words. Make up. Make out. Sex. Love. Love. Love?
"I want you." He replies after a short while. Sehun just stands there. He prays no one in the name of Lu Ham Lu Han comes in for the next 9393859320 days.
They are cramped in a stall, Jongin blocking the door to keep Sehun in. He inches closer to the no-reaction Sehun. So close that he can lick Sehun's nose and bite it if he moves any closer.
"Leave Luhan." He breathes and Sehun's stone face leaves him no choice but to take advantage of it. He leans in and tastes the lips that are really never shut 99% of the time. There's no response and Jongin feels as if he is making out with Sehun's huge picture in his bedroom, something that he does quite a lot recently.
"Damn it, Sehun," he breathes onto his face, lips speaking onto the other's lips. "Kiss me back."
For a moment, nothing happens. To his surprise, Sehun pushes him back, with a force of his lips crashing onto Jongin's mouth, teeth tracing his lips roughly and the tongue that automatically dashes out as they both open for entrance. Jongin grins at the wild sloppy kiss the younger is giving him, a rush of memories flooding him together with pleasure. They push at each other, hitting and bumping walls, possibly bruising their body parts that they unconcernedly abused through the rough kissing.
Sehun pushed him hard that Jongin almost fell. Not taking notice of anything, with all the pleasure Jongin is feeling, he can't help saying, "I love you Sehun."
Sehun wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and stares at Jongin in disgust. He has taken the control and he is standing in front of his target door. He pulls it open and frees himself from the frozen Jongin. Jongin just realizes what happened and he is standing there, although fully clothed, feeling undressed under many scrutinizing eyes. He is tricked.
The unanswered "I love you Sehun" echoing inside his head.
No one hears him though.
Pairing: Sehun/Kai, little Sehun/Luhan
Rating: R
Summary: Jongin gets dumped by Oh Sehun, and he can't stop listening to Love Fool.
A/N: Or more like I couldn't stop listening to New Found Glory's LoveFool. Don't take me seriously though, this doesn't even almost have a plot.
Pretend that you love me~
[Love Fool]
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
You love me no longer, I know
And maybe there is nothing
That I can do to make you do
Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
That I ought just stick to another boy
A boy that surely deserves me
But I think you do
So I cry, and I pray, and I beg
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Fool me, fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me, love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
So I cry, and I beg for you to
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you
Lately I have desperately pondered
Spent my nights awake and I wonder
What I could have done in another way
To make you stay
Reason will not lead to solution
I will end up lost in confusion
I don't care if you really care
As long as you don't go
So I cry, and I pray, and I beg
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Fool me, fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me, love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
So I cry, and I beg for you to
Love me, love me
Say that you love me
Leave me, leave me
Just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you
♥
Jongin buries his face into the water once again. Kneeling beside the freshly filled tub, slightly overflowing, and wetting the knees of his pants but he doesn't give a fuck.
He breathes for air a good past 1 minute later, water dripping down his collar. His hair sticking on his face but he never took the time to push them away before drawing another huge breath and drowning himself into the water, for the fourth time. This time he screams mutely beneath the cold numbing water and air bubbles broke through the surface. He wants to stay there for 5 more minutes but his lungs are begging for air now and he is sure he's turning violet at the moment.
He pulls back with a lot of force and stumbles back onto his butt. Now he's soaking wet but he could care less. Because just now, he got dumped.
"OH SEHUN!" He screams at the top of his lungs with his voice echoing inside his lonely empty cold bathroom, no one hears him though.
The next day just doesnt make a good day for Kim Jongin who is currently sporting two large dark circles on his eyes, especially not when his eyes themselves are red from too much trying to drown himself in the water last night... or crying.
Yes, Jongin cries.
He absentmindedly throws himself into the cafeteria, forgetting about class because what the fuck is class when you know you would see Oh Sehun with his new boyfriend, Chinese doll-face 5 year old Lu Ham... Lu Han, Jongin corrects himself.
Jongin thinks of getting ice cream. The one in stick because he and Sehun use to share one when they were still lovers. He thinks of the younger boy's soft pink lips grazing over his popsicle and then him joining right after, tasting a Sehun-flavored ice cream only he can take. Not until the fateful depressing yester-day. He kicks something while on his way to the ice cream corner and as if the gods of fate want to test his sanity, he finds a Sehun and a Luhan bending over the huge ice cream freezer, picking out what he thinks is his favorite flavor.
"Oh Sehun." He says menacingly. His fist tightens to a close. Those cheaters being so free around him, he can't take it. He takes a step forward, palms balled into fists, ready for anything his emotion is bringing up. In one heartbeat, Sehun straightens up and flips his hair. Followed by the licking of the lips. Jonging steps into a stop and feels something else. He has almost forgotten what it feels like to be watching Oh Sehun from afar. He remembers how it was before, before he confesses to pretty lip-licking Sehun whom he adores so much ever since high school. Or was it first grade?
Sehun takes the ice cream Lu Ham Lu Han has just offered him and with a small smile on his goddess of a lips he sucks on his little popsicle stick, and there is Jongin wishing it's his own popsicle inside Sehun's small narrow mouth.
"Fuck Oh Sehun." And he means it in two ways.
The night isn't any better than his morning. Maybe slightly better, or maybe... Fvck. He doesn't know what to make of it because he just dreamt of Oh fucking Sehun and yes, he was fucking him in his dream. He groans and slams his head on the headboard when he suddenly wakes up due to the sudden shudder of his body only to realize he has arrived. Now Sehun owes him another pair of pants. The release is sweet and satisfying but no, he is aching for more. And there is no other companion in the room aside from his trusty reliable skilled hand, thank god.
The night is filled with loud Oh Sehun's in varying tones, no one hears him though.
***
Three fucking days of bumping into Sehun and Jongin goes to school with the biggest dark panda eyes with his eyelids almost threatening to drop any moment. Again he doesn't know if it is because of crying... or moaning all night til the sunrise. However, the fourth one doesn't seem to be so bad. He finds him alone in the carpark, at least not with Chinese Lu Ham Lu Han sticking his tongue at the back of his throat or pressing themselves on the wall hard and half-naked, he would not specify which part is.
He walks casually towards Oh Sehun. He doesn't really know why, maybe just to say hi, or to smell him as he passes by. To punch him is the best idea that comes to his mind, he plans to cure him right after anyway. Bring him to the clinic and stay there for a few minutes, just enough to patch things up... or maybe unpatch each other up on the wall. But Jongin is just stupid.
"Tell me anything, I'll do it for you." He says, suddenly no control of his own voice and reason.
Sehun raises an eyebrow.
"I kiss better than your new boyfriend." Jongin adds while Sehun just folds his arms and looks at him impatiently.
"Oh fucking Sehun." Jongin closes his eyes for a good long second and opens them again. "Say something."
"Thomething." (No just kidding.)
Sehun just keeps staring back with his boring sleepy eyes and Kai almost came at those half-closed eyes which turn him on all the time when they have happy sexy times. He walks closer and as he is just a good inch away from Oh Sehun who doesn't seem to have moved a muscle, he falls to his knees, face right in front of Sehun's treasure that's kept away from him by a golden zipper.
"I'll suck you." Jongin is pleading. On his knees. He doesn't care.
"Fuck off, Jongin." Sehun speaks for the first time. He gazes at him boringly and gives him a cold shoulder before stepping back and turning around, walking away from the kneeling desperate needy Jongin.
Jongin hangs his head back and exhaled heavily.
"Fuck you Oh Sehun!" He screams on his knees, no one hears him though.
Basketball. Another class that Jongin shares with Oh Sehun. The only class that he does with Sehun that he doesn't with Lu Ham Lu Han. He finds out that the immature looking dollface doesn't want his pretty little face get soaked with sweat and instead he took ballet classes. Ballet classes over basketball. No balls, obviously, Jongin smirks. He advances on Oh Sehun who is currently doing stretching with his leg up on the bench. Jongin stares for a few moments before poking him on the back, dangerously close to the center of Sehun's ass.
Jongin laughs amusingly at himself and sits beside Sehun's leg, facing him, a small gap between their faces.
"Say, your boyfriend doesn't like sweating." He taunts him, raising his eyebrows up and down. "Must be boring in bed."
Sehun rolls his eyes and takes off his leg from the bench. "He likes it dry, and tight."
Sehun grabs his towel and leaves Jongin dumbfucked at how Sehun said 'tight'. Sure enough, his pants feel tight.
He opens a mouth to retort but a ball smacks him accidentally on the face.
"Fuck tight Sehun." He mumbles on the ball on his face as it slides down. No one hears him though.
"What do you want?"
Jongin has cornered Sehun in the male restroom. Lu Han is just waiting outside but he doesn't care.
A list of what Jongin wants comes crashing on him and he is now at a loss for words. Make up. Make out. Sex. Love. Love. Love?
"I want you." He replies after a short while. Sehun just stands there. He prays no one in the name of Lu Ham Lu Han comes in for the next 9393859320 days.
They are cramped in a stall, Jongin blocking the door to keep Sehun in. He inches closer to the no-reaction Sehun. So close that he can lick Sehun's nose and bite it if he moves any closer.
"Leave Luhan." He breathes and Sehun's stone face leaves him no choice but to take advantage of it. He leans in and tastes the lips that are really never shut 99% of the time. There's no response and Jongin feels as if he is making out with Sehun's huge picture in his bedroom, something that he does quite a lot recently.
"Damn it, Sehun," he breathes onto his face, lips speaking onto the other's lips. "Kiss me back."
For a moment, nothing happens. To his surprise, Sehun pushes him back, with a force of his lips crashing onto Jongin's mouth, teeth tracing his lips roughly and the tongue that automatically dashes out as they both open for entrance. Jongin grins at the wild sloppy kiss the younger is giving him, a rush of memories flooding him together with pleasure. They push at each other, hitting and bumping walls, possibly bruising their body parts that they unconcernedly abused through the rough kissing.
Sehun pushed him hard that Jongin almost fell. Not taking notice of anything, with all the pleasure Jongin is feeling, he can't help saying, "I love you Sehun."
Sehun wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and stares at Jongin in disgust. He has taken the control and he is standing in front of his target door. He pulls it open and frees himself from the frozen Jongin. Jongin just realizes what happened and he is standing there, although fully clothed, feeling undressed under many scrutinizing eyes. He is tricked.
The unanswered "I love you Sehun" echoing inside his head.
No one hears him though.