For You I Will (Confidence) {1/2}
Title: For You I Will (Confidence) {1/2}
Pairing: Sungmin/Kyuhyun [AU!verse]
Prompt: For You I Will (Confidence) - Teddy Geiger (Drabble #5)
Rated PG-13
A/N: This is a continuation of a drabble I did for a challenge found Here
Summary: Do I seem familiar? I've crossed you in hallways a thousand times. No more camouflage I wanna be exposed and not be afraid to fall. I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence that I have and cannonball into the water, for you I will.
[Ch 1] [Ch 2]
Kyuhyun stalled in the busy kitchen once more as the sweet melody wafted in through the semi open doors. He closed his eyes for only a moment to savor the harmony when fellow waiter Eunhyuk knocked him in the shoulder.
"What are you doing? Come on!"
Kyuhyun grabbed one of the black trays from his friend and went past the swinging doors of the kitchen towards the dining hall of the restaurant. He expertly weaved through the tightly packed tables, skirting around children playing and bags on the floor and making his way over to his assigned table. He placed down the meals with the tiniest of smiles on his lips lest he hear from his supervisor again ("You have to look friendly Kyuhyun, not like you're dying to stab them with their fork.") He walked back towards the kitchen slowly, savoring the time he has to just listen to the soft strumming still flowing in the open air. He took a slight glance at the stage set in the front of the restaurant and sighed in envy of the man playing there.
How he wished he could just sit at one of the tables and watch him for the whole set. It was this man's playing that kept Kyuhyun at this part time job where the majority of the people were rude, lousy tippers, and there were no health benefits. Sungmin's thrice weekly performances were really all he looked forward to in his drab life.
"Will you stop checking out Sungmin and get the rest of the dishes?" Eunhyuk whispered angrily as he passed Kyuhyun with another full black tray.
Kyuhyun groaned under his breath and looked towards the stage once more. He noticed the way Sungmin's lip curled slightly at one corner of his lips before he disappeared into the kitchen.
---
"I'm telling you, Starcraft is the best thing to happen to man since toilet paper."
"And I'm telling you that dancing pwns video games any day. All you get from video games is fat."
"...Now you're calling me fat?"
Eunhyuk groaned as he opened the door that led to the employee locker rooms. Kyuhyun was forced to run into Eunhyuk's back as the older boy stopped suddenly.
"Manager-shii?"
Kyuhyun looked over Eunhyuk's shoulder and saw that indeed their manager was sitting on the bench in the locker room.
"Oh, hello Hyukjae. Kyuhyun. How are you guys today?"
"Siwon-shii, are you alright?" Kyuhyun spoke over Eunhyuk's shoulder, feeling the oppressive aura surrounding their manager.
"No, Ryeowook resigned this morning. He had to go to China for something, so that means that I have no one to perform today, or any other Tuesdays for that matter. So I don't know what to do, I can't find a replacement that fast."
Kyuhyun felt genuinely sorry for the stressed out manager. He made to move around Eunhyuk to get to his locker when the older boy's next sentence stopped him in his tracks.
"Kyuhyun sings. Maybe he could do it."
Kyuhyun turned on his heel and gave Eunhyuk the fiercest glare he could. He would have walked to Eunhyuk and slapped him in the face, kicked him in the crotch, or spit down his shirt if it weren't for the fact that he was twirled violently by his manager who was almost crying in happiness.
"Would you really be able to do it? Would you?"
"I...well...he...we...I can't..."
Siwon was looking at him with such a look of hopeful desperation that he was sure if he told him he wouldn't be able to do it Siwon might actually start to cry.
"Fine...but I hope you know I expect a raise."
Siwon nodded his head viciously before running forward and folding Kyuhyun's lanky body into his thick arms. Kyuhyun awkwardly patted the older man's back before turning his murderous gaze to a laughing Eunhyuk.
---
Kyuhyun stepped down from the stage to the sound of polite clapping. He had sung one of his favorite songs, Insa, and was glad to be off the stage. He couldn't help but hate those girls that sat in the back during his performances and raped him with their eyes, it made him feel like he needed a shower afterward. He loosened the tie he was forced to wear as he walked towards the kitchen to get his free kimchi of the night. He was about to open the door to the employee break room when Eunhyuk came running to him from the main kitchen.
"Kyu! Kyu! Siwon-shii is looking for you. He said to go to his office as soon as you were done, its urgent."
Kyuhyun stopped in his tracks, his fingers still fidgeting with the tie around his neck. Damn, had someone noticed his glaring and reported him? He nodded slightly at Eunhyuk and walked in the opposite direction towards the office. He knocked slightly before hearing a muffled 'Its open!' and walking in. He bowed to his boss and walked towards the desk.
"Hyukjae told me you wanted to see me..."
"Yes, please do sit down." His manager gestured to one of the chairs in front of his desk.
He sat down and noticed the guitar case resting on the floor. He followed the length of the case and came to rest upon a pair of black converse, following up slim legs, a small waist, and the face of Lee Sungmin staring at him curiously. He swallowed out of reflex and adverted his eyes, his tongue darting out to moisten his chapped lips nervously.
"I called you both here because I have a favor to ask you. My grandfather is coming to visit with some important business partners in a couple of weeks. So, I was wondering if you guys could perform together. Kyuhyun could sing to one of your guitar compositions, Sungmin-ah."
Kyuhyun clenched his fists unconsciously waiting for the older boy's response. He heard a light chuckling before the body shifted its seat.
"You know you could have just called me over the phone Siwon, no need to make it so formal."
"That's not an answer Sungmin-ah."
Sungmin sighed and re-arranged himself again. He opened his mouth to answer when there was a knock on the door. Siwon called a 'come in' and Eunhyuk walked in the door with a stack of forms.
"Sorry to interrupt Siwon-shii, but the delivery people need the proofs signed before they leave."
Siwon nodded and Eunhyuk padded towards the desk. Siwon gestured for Sungmin to go on while he was rummaging his desk for a pen.
"Siwon, you know I would love to but right now I simply don't have the time. My lease on the apartment will be up in less than a week and I haven't even looked for a new place."
Siwon paused, pen in hand, to look at Sungmin, wrinkles pulling at his forehead. He was about to speak when Eunhyuk cleared his voice slightly. Siwon looked at him expectantly while Eunhyuk was giving Kyuhyun a look that the younger had learned to fear.
"You know, Kyuhyun has been looking for a room mate. You could just move in with him, I mean, he was ready to take an ad out in the newspaper anyway."
Now all eyes turned towards Kyuhyun, who used all his power to keep a strait face. Siwon was the first to break the silence.
"Is that true Kyuhyun?" The younger boy could only nod, not trusting his voice to stay steady.
"Its settled then!" Eunhyuk announced loudly, clapping his hands together, "I'll even help you move in! Is tomorrow too soon?"
---
"I hope you know that I will kill you. Like, they might never find your remains again."
Eunhyuk laughed and clapped Kyuhyun's back. "Come on, don't be such a little girl. I'm doing you a favor. Maybe this way you'll stop pinning over him and actually get the balls to do something."
Kyuhyun sputtered a couple of times while Eunhyuk laughed at him. Then, a small truck pulled up in front of Kyuhyun's complex and they both went down to help Sungmin. Sungmin had already started unloading some of his things onto the sidewalk when they reached him, and they both had to stop in their tracks. The suitcases were pink, the bags were pink, the objects sticking out of boxes were pink; hell, the interior of the guy's car was pink.
"Wow, are we helping you move in or your sister?"
Sungmin dropped another box on the sidewalk and moved back to the truck only muttering a small 'Fuck you Eunhyuk'. The gummy smile emerged before he motioned to Kyuhyun and they both started taking boxes back towards the taller man's apartment. It took them half an hour between the three of them to get all the boxes into the apartment, after which they all laid down half dead on Kyuhyun's living room floor before Eunhyuk took a deep breath and stood up.
"Well, as fun as this has been, and really I am having a wonderful time, I have to go to class."
Kyuhyun rolled over onto his back and lifted a hand in goodbye as Eunhyuk closed the door behind him, Sungmin only grunting in acknowledgment. Calm silence eased over the living room before it was broken by the loud and constant banging on the door. Kyuhyun groaned before turning over on his stomach and burying his face in the crook of his arms. Sungmin sighed loudly before picking himself off the floor and walking to the door. He tried to compose his face into a less tired one before he opened the door. He then found himself face to face with a tall, dark, and handsome guy who was leaning against the door frame, one leg crossed in front of the other, and a look of pure melted seduction on his face. He man dragged his eyes over Sungmin and opened his mouth to speak before Sungmin slammed the door. He walked back stun faced to the living room and looked at Kyuhyun's back with a look of disbelief.
"You know Choi Minho? The Choi Minho? The Flaming Charisma of Andre Kim's fashion line Choi Minho?!"
Kyuhyun pushed himself up on his arms and stood, looking at Sungmin's shocked face as he stretched his arms over his head.
"Maybe, why do you ask?"
"He was just at the door."
Kyuhyun walked past the smaller boy and back to the door, opening it to reveal Minho bickering with a smaller boy.
"You can't just leave, he told you to come today!"
"Well someone just slammed a door in my face, so I'm assuming the deal's off."
"Wow, I can't believe the great Flaming Charisma would get so butt hurt over something as small as getting a door slammed in his face. Fame finally make you a diva?"
Minho turned his angry face towards Kyuhyun, the fire burning bright in his eyes. Sungmin, who had padded behind Kyuhyun when he opened the door, was now looking at his new roommate in shock.
"Shut up you fag."
"At least I'm not a Flaming homosexual."
Sungmin saw Minho's eyes darken before he took a couple of steps forward, now towering slightly over the smirking Kyuhyun. Sungmin clenched his fists, ready to jump in and defend Kyuhyun should Minho strike him, before he felt his mouth drop in surprise for the third time that morning. Minho's smirk smoothed out into a smile before he reached forward and enveloped Kyuhyun in his long and bony arms.
"I've missed you bro, where you been hiding?"
Kyuhyun laughed slightly before wrapping his arms around Minho as well.
"Its called a real job, you might want to try it sometime."
The boy let out a low laugh before letting go and passing a stunned Sungmin into the apartment, a small redheaded boy Sungmin had failed to notice before stepping up to the door.
"Hi Kyuhyun-hyung, its good to see you again."
"Ah, Taeminnie, how are you? Ho-face been giving you trouble?"
Taemin laughed lightly behind his hand before smiling so sweetly Sungmin swore that he could probably ask him for a kidney donation and Sungmin would go running to the hospital, only stopping to ask if he wanted the right or left side.
"He's been fine, hyung. He's been helping me with school work during down time on the set."
Kyuhyun nodded and smiled as the smaller boy walked past him after Minho into the apartment. He closed the door and turned to a still shocked Sungmin, reaching forwards with a smirk and lifting his chin up with his index finger, effectively closing his mouth. He then turned him around and steered him towards the living room where Minho and Taemin were surveying the boxes that littered the floor.
"Hyung, what Hello Kitty factory threw up in your living room? What's with all the pink shit?"
"Minho, Taemin, this is my new roommate Sungmin. Sungmin, I'd like to introduce you to my younger brother Choi Minho and his secret but totally obvious boyfriend Taemin."
"Hi, nice to meet you. Kyuhyun, can I speak to you for a moment?"
Kyuhyun followed Sungmin into the kitchen, leaving Minho and Taemin to start sorting through things in the living room and take the cleaning supplies out of the broom closet.
"So, I just have a couple of questions that I should have maybe asked yesterday before moving in today. One: will there be anyone living here besides you and me? Two: are you really gay? I thought Eunhyuk had made that up, he usually likes to mind fuck people. And three: what's your shoe size? Cause I'm really liking those shoes you're wearing and I'm thinking that I might borrow them tomorrow."
"First: no, I just pay my little brother to come clean my apartment every two weeks because I usually don't clean after myself and he used to need money before he got signed to the modeling company. We still do it now because its usually the only time we really see each other. Second: yes I am gay, but you don't have to worry, I don't usually bring guys home if that makes you uncomfortable, and if I do then we'll usually be in my room so you don't need to, um, be uneasy. Third: you can borrow them but if I see so much as a dirt smudge on the shoelaces I will rub your pink teddy bear in mud."
"Hyung! What do you want us to do with the boxes?"
Sungmin smiled at Kyuhyun, patting his arm slightly as walked towards the door. He had one foot out of the doorway before he turned back to look at Kyuhyun, a sly smile playing at his lips.
"And you don't have to worry about me being uncomfortable, I'm gay too."
Without another word he turned and strolled out of the kitchen to the living room where the two adolescents were standing with boxes in their arms, leaving a shell shocked roommate behind.
---
"No, no, no. That doesn't sound right at all. Just, start again."
Both of the people on stage glared at the cross legged waiter sitting in the first row. Eunhyuk only looked at them with an all knowing expression and sighed.
"You said you wanted my damn opinion and I'm giving it. Start again."
"We said we wanted your opinion when we were done with the damn song, not on the day we start planning it. I haven't even decided what chords to strum and you're already criticizing! Go help Jaejoong start cooking, Siwon's almost ready to open."
"Fine then, Kyuhyun has to come too. Tonight you're performing, not him."
"Actually, I asked special permission from Siwon to have Kyuhyun on stage with me today. I've never actually heard him sing, so it might help me compose the song. So, run along now gummy monkey, and get changed."
Kyuhyun laughed into his sleeve as Eunhyuk walked away grumbling. He then turned to Sungmin, who was resting his head on his arms all on top of his pride and joy, his pink acoustic guitar. He then sighed and turned towards Kyuhyun.
"Do you know how to sing any songs that I might know on guitar? I mean, we pretty much have to wing it tonight."
Kyuhyun turned towards the smaller boy thoughtfully. "I don't really listen to music acoustically. The only one that I really know is one that a transfer student in my music major keeps playing when we're in the music hall. But its in English so I don't know if you'd know it."
"You can speak English?"
"No good, just little. Can sing."
Sungmin laughed at the absolutely adorable look of concentration that came onto Kyuhyun's face when he started speaking English, and the dorky smile he had on after.
"So, what's the name of this song?"
"Oh, its called I'm Yours by Jason Maraz."
"Omo! I know that song! Its the one I used for my presentation in my guitar class."
Sungmin adjusted the strings on his guitar, knowing his guitar well enough to tune by ear. Kyuhyun drank the rest of the green tea Eunhyuk had brought him and kept it in his throat for a couple of seconds before swallowing, relaxing his vocal chords and warming up his throat. When they were both ready Sungmin started by strumming the guitar a few times, Kyuhyun waiting for his cue, before Siwon rushed through the doors, an excited smile tugging at his lips.
"Have you guys been practicing? Good. I hope you're ready, we're opening the doors as we speak. I just want to wish you guys good luck on your first performance together."
Before either of the boys could beg for more time, the crowd started making their way into the room, the regulars already taking their usual seats and paying full attention to the boys now in the spotlight.
"Well Kyu, I guess we're gonna have to do this cold turkey. You ready?"
Kyuhyun was so nervous he couldn't even bitch at Sungmin for using the nickname he had prohibited anyone from using. He just nodded his head and cleared his voice slightly as Sungmin started up the strumming again. He closed his eyes and let the melody surround him, much like he did whenever Sungmin played, only this time he felt the tremors of the guitar flowing through the stage, electrifying him, giving him a feeling which he had never felt before when he performed. In his mind's eye he could picture Sungmin, his eyebrows knotted in concentration, his fingers working ceaselessly on the strings to the guitar, and the music flowing like a force that Kyuhyun knew he would never be able to hold even if he tried. His eyes opened as he heard his cue.
"Well you done done it and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted..."
---
The two stepped off the stage and the lights dimmed, the clapping of the audience still ringing as they made their way to the locker room. Kyuhyun opened the door to the lockers and sighed through his nose when he saw Siwon. Lately, whenever he saw the man he got a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, given that he had already put him in two situations he would have rather avoided.
"Sungmin-ah, Kyuhyun-ah, that was amazing! I'm so glad that I asked you two to do it," Siwon was gesturing wildly with big eyes and a dimpled smile while Sungmin and Kyuhyun went to their lockers and started changing, "I had always told your father that you had it in you Kyuhyun, I told him just yesterday that you were doing spectacularly on stage. I don't know why he was so reluctant to let you be on your own, honestly."
Kyuhyun closed his eyes tightly, feeling Sungmin staring at questioningly from the next locker. There it was, Siwon's infamous word vomit. He re-opened his eyes and continued unbuttoning his shirt, ignoring Sungmin.
"What does Kyuhyun's father have to do with anything?"
Kyuhyun turned sharply to tell Siwon not to answer but when he turned the corner of the open locker door collided painfully with his bare chest, his ribs feeling as if they had just split open. He hissed slightly but still managed to shake his head frantically at the older boy, trying to tell him that he didn't want him to tell Sungmin--
"Well, his dad is the main investor of the restaurant. I guess since its his money being invested, he wants to make sure that the talent being displayed is up to standard. In fact, he's the one that personally picked out Ryeowook and Yesung for the first performers. Its a shame that Ryeowook is in China, and I haven't been able to contact Yesung either, so his father--"
"Yesung went to China too," Kyuhyun was able to get out while still clutching his ribs in pain, hoping the news would stop Siwon's mouth from blabbering anymore of his life.
It worked. Siwon's eyebrows shot into his hair line and his dimples disappeared under all the stress wrinkles surrounding his mouth.
"Oh god, what am I going to do now? I have to call your father, call the talent agency, have to find someone..." And with that Siwon exited the locker rooms, quickly going in the direction of his office.
"...why didn't you tell me your father was the owner of the restaurant?!"
Kyuhyun sighed, his rib still throbbing. He poked it with his finger lightly and hissed when it throbbed. Yep, he was going to have a bruise in the morning. That's great, just freaking great.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
"I don't believe my family is any of your business, no offense."
"But, this is unbelievable! Not only is your brother Choi Minho, but your father is the investor of this very restaurant and probably a trillion others! I mean, why would you now want to tell everyone about that? All those waitresses that give you grief when you get more tips than them, they would all be bowing at your feet."
"Exactly, I don't want people to think that I'm here because of daddy's money. I don't use his money, I don't live in his house, my last name is Cho not Choi, and you best remember that Sungmin. Now hurry up so we can get home."
"You're one to talk, you haven't even put your shirt on!"
---
It was quiet on the way home, only the purring of the engine filling up the silence.
"So...do you not get along with your family?"
Kyuhyun sighed. He had really hoped to avoid this, and Siwon would be getting an angry phone call about employee confidentiality.
"Its not that I don't get along with them, its just that I want to get out on my own. I was...alienated at school because everyone thought I was a rich boy. So, I applied to a University under a different name so that they wouldn't think the same. That, and me and my mother don't exactly see eye to eye."
"...Would it be too much to ask why that is? You don't have to answer, you know, if you don't want to."
Sungmin tried to make it sound like he was uninterested, but Kyuhyun heard the burning curiosity emanating from his throat. He took a deep breath and released it slowly, looking over at the boy driving.
"Lets just say that she's been trying to arrange marriages with girls for me, and doesn't seem to appreciate that I tell them that I'm gay and have no interest in them. That, and they're daughters of rich Chinese entrepreneurs that would expand business, and all that crap. I just don't want to deal with it."
"Your family has business in China too? But I thought the Choi business line was primarily in Korea."
Kyuhyun looked over at the other boy inquiringly. Sungmin smiled and shrugged when he noticed the gaze.
"I had to do a paper on this when I was still a business major. Choi industries holds shares of thousands of restaurants, small businesses, and clothing lines."
"Yeah, well, my mother's maiden name is Geng. Her brother is Han Geng, the top photographer in China. His empire is worth millions, with all the advertisements that he's put together. He even told me that there was a spot for me at his company whenever I wanted to escape my mother. They don't get along very well either."
"It seems like your mother has a lot of issues with family."
"Not really, she just never forgave him for running away with Heechul instead of some rich socialite. Though I have to say, that's all her fault. She introduced them in the first place."
Sungmin liked the atmosphere in the car. It was calm and trusting, not like the tension in the silence held before. He had to keep Kyuhyun talking, the boy was too quiet. Not to mention, this was one sure fire way Sungmin would be able to learn about his new roommate.
"So I'm guessing she doesn't know about Taemin? Assuming your brother still lives at home."
"Oh, she knows about Taemin. I told you, they thought that they held it a secret, but they were so obvious. The only person that doesn't know is the modeling company, because they're both models there and that's against company policy. But I'm sure the make-up noonas know, they know everything."
"Your mom is okay with them being together?"
"Not in the least. Minho has to go through the same thing I did when I lived with them. She always brings up girls that would be 'just perfect' for him, sometimes while Taemin is eating dinner with them. Minho is just waiting until Taemin is eighteen for them to move out."
"Wow, your family sounds like the plot of a drama."
Kyuhyun laughed, the sound was tired but ultimately happy.
"You honestly have no idea."
---
Three days. Three days was all it took for Kyuhyun to fall deeper into this man named Sungmin. He played guitar, sang, danced, cooked, cleaned and even did martial arts.
"Well, what a surprise. I mean, you only jizzed your pants the day you saw they guy!"
Eunhyuk was swiftly hit over the head with the tray Kyuhyun had been holding, the now blushing boy glaring at him from under his fringe. He ignored the whimpering waiter as he helped load dishes on the tray.
"You know, Siwon told me I didn't have to wait tables, that I only had to practice with Sungmin. I could have left by now, I could have been happily sleeping right now, so be grateful that I actually took time out of my life to help you...and I did not."
"You did so! And don't give me that crap, you know you're only here because you can't be alone with Sungmin without wanting to jump his bones. When you started working here like a year ago you practically drooled the first time you saw him."
"So what? Maybe I happen to like the guy a little, does that make me a bad person?"
"It does if it means that you'll rape him the first chance you get."
---
And so it ends up that Kyuhyun, after helping Eunhyuk clean all the tables and kitchen while constantly getting assaulted verbally, gets home in a pretty sour mood. It does not help when the reason he was being attacked is sitting on the couch apparently waiting for his return.
"What took you so long? Our shift ended hours ago."
"Hyukjae is a cold bastard."
Sungmin nodded his head in understanding before standing from the couch and stretching. Kyuhyun ignored the small patch of skin stretched across hipbone that was revealed when Sungmin's shirt rose slightly and opted, instead, to go to his room and try to sleep. He passed by the living room and was through the threshold of his own room when Sungmin barged in after him.
"Hey Kyuhyun I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out tonight."
"No."
"Oh come on! If we're going to be living together we should hang out and do something that is in no way work related."
"No really Sungmin, I'm tired and I had classes today and all I really want to do is--"
Sungmin latched onto Kyuhyun's arm, forcing the younger boy to look at him. His lips were pouted, his eyes as wide and innocent looking as they could possibly get. Kyuhyun sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. He would never call Minho whipped again, because if Sungmin could do this he could only imagine what Taemin would look like.
"Fine. Fine. Just, get out so I can change."
"No."
Kyuhyun snapped around to look at the other boy, the innocent expression now replaced with a devious smirk.
"How do I know that when I leave you won't just go to sleep and leave me hanging? Nope, I am staying right here. Besides, its nothing I haven't seen before. We do share the same locker room you know."
"I'm not wearing underwear."
"Wow...that's pretty kinky. Didn't think you had it in you."
Kyuhyun groaned, the thought that would get him to leave for sure. Kyuhyun gingerly pulled his arm out of Sungmin's grip and walked to his closet.
"I'm taking you to a club, so wear something nice and don't embarrass me!"
Kyuhyun grunted back in response, debating how long it would take Sungmin to knock down the door if he barricaded himself in his closet.
---
Three shots, two dry martinis, and a whiskey sour later Kyuhyun was having the time of his life moving the the swarm of bodies on the dance floor of the club, Sungmin close by dancing just as freely. He heard the older man gasp slightly before feeling his hand being pulled away from the ocean of twisting bodies.
"Wha? What happened?"
"My ex, my ex-boyfriend is standing on the other side of the room."
"Ex-boyfriend? Where?"
Kyuhyun looked around and saw a rather tall guy looking in their direction before sliding his eyes away towards the DJ.
"That lying cheating son of a fuck face bastard better not even think of--"
"Hey Sungmin some guy is coming this way, and he looks pretty mad."
Sungmin's eyes opened wide and he gripped his hair in distress.
"Shit. Shit. Shit."
He looked at the approaching Jungmo, the strobe lights giving him a haunting glow. He then looked back at Kyuhyun who still seemed pretty under the table drunk, out of it in every sense of the word while Sungmin seemed to have sobered up the moment he laid his eyes on Jungmo.
"I'm sorry."
Kyuhyun was about to question what he was sorry for when he was yanked down by his collar. His lips were captured by the smaller rose petal ones, a hand coming up to tangle in his hair. It was nothing deeper than a lips touching lips, but Kyuhyun felt his blood boil to the brink of evaporation, his fingers clenching themselves in Sungmin's pink shirt. Sungmin let go of him after a few moments when Jungmo was out of view and was looking around nervously, his fingers still threaded in Kyuhyun's hair, Kyuhyun's hands still tightly clenched in the older man's shirt.
Kyuhyun felt the flood gates rush open, all consuming and ever powerful. He didn't want to stop, couldn't stop, moving his hands to grip Sungmin's hips and pulling the small boy forward. He kissed him until his lips felt raw, his tongue sliding smoothly against Sungmin's own tentative one. He continued kissing Sungmin pushed up against the outside of the club, kissing the smooth expanse of his neck as he hailed a cab. He swallowed Sungmin's breathy moans as he gripped him through his jeans in the elevator of his building, letting out a loud moan himself when Sungmin pushed against him, the friction maddening. He couldn't stop himself from gasping loudly as Sungmin's nails trailed down his back, only retaliating by thrusting even faster than before. He didn't stop until Sungmin was spayed out under him, writhing in pleasure and gasping out his name as their slick chests collided with every thrust.
It wasn't until Sungmin was tucked into the crook of his throat, breaths deep and steady, that Kyuhyun realized that maybe he had crossed a delicate line. It was then he stealthily slid out of bed, softly padded his way out of his room to the end of the hall, and threw up all the alcohol and regrets in the toilet.
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REVISED :D finally, i know -.-''
Liked it? Think I shouldn't waste my time and should have studied more instead? Please, do tell~
Pairing: Sungmin/Kyuhyun [AU!verse]
Prompt: For You I Will (Confidence) - Teddy Geiger (Drabble #5)
Rated PG-13
A/N: This is a continuation of a drabble I did for a challenge found Here
Summary: Do I seem familiar? I've crossed you in hallways a thousand times. No more camouflage I wanna be exposed and not be afraid to fall. I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence that I have and cannonball into the water, for you I will.
[Ch 1] [Ch 2]
Kyuhyun stalled in the busy kitchen once more as the sweet melody wafted in through the semi open doors. He closed his eyes for only a moment to savor the harmony when fellow waiter Eunhyuk knocked him in the shoulder.
"What are you doing? Come on!"
Kyuhyun grabbed one of the black trays from his friend and went past the swinging doors of the kitchen towards the dining hall of the restaurant. He expertly weaved through the tightly packed tables, skirting around children playing and bags on the floor and making his way over to his assigned table. He placed down the meals with the tiniest of smiles on his lips lest he hear from his supervisor again ("You have to look friendly Kyuhyun, not like you're dying to stab them with their fork.") He walked back towards the kitchen slowly, savoring the time he has to just listen to the soft strumming still flowing in the open air. He took a slight glance at the stage set in the front of the restaurant and sighed in envy of the man playing there.
How he wished he could just sit at one of the tables and watch him for the whole set. It was this man's playing that kept Kyuhyun at this part time job where the majority of the people were rude, lousy tippers, and there were no health benefits. Sungmin's thrice weekly performances were really all he looked forward to in his drab life.
"Will you stop checking out Sungmin and get the rest of the dishes?" Eunhyuk whispered angrily as he passed Kyuhyun with another full black tray.
Kyuhyun groaned under his breath and looked towards the stage once more. He noticed the way Sungmin's lip curled slightly at one corner of his lips before he disappeared into the kitchen.
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"I'm telling you, Starcraft is the best thing to happen to man since toilet paper."
"And I'm telling you that dancing pwns video games any day. All you get from video games is fat."
"...Now you're calling me fat?"
Eunhyuk groaned as he opened the door that led to the employee locker rooms. Kyuhyun was forced to run into Eunhyuk's back as the older boy stopped suddenly.
"Manager-shii?"
Kyuhyun looked over Eunhyuk's shoulder and saw that indeed their manager was sitting on the bench in the locker room.
"Oh, hello Hyukjae. Kyuhyun. How are you guys today?"
"Siwon-shii, are you alright?" Kyuhyun spoke over Eunhyuk's shoulder, feeling the oppressive aura surrounding their manager.
"No, Ryeowook resigned this morning. He had to go to China for something, so that means that I have no one to perform today, or any other Tuesdays for that matter. So I don't know what to do, I can't find a replacement that fast."
Kyuhyun felt genuinely sorry for the stressed out manager. He made to move around Eunhyuk to get to his locker when the older boy's next sentence stopped him in his tracks.
"Kyuhyun sings. Maybe he could do it."
Kyuhyun turned on his heel and gave Eunhyuk the fiercest glare he could. He would have walked to Eunhyuk and slapped him in the face, kicked him in the crotch, or spit down his shirt if it weren't for the fact that he was twirled violently by his manager who was almost crying in happiness.
"Would you really be able to do it? Would you?"
"I...well...he...we...I can't..."
Siwon was looking at him with such a look of hopeful desperation that he was sure if he told him he wouldn't be able to do it Siwon might actually start to cry.
"Fine...but I hope you know I expect a raise."
Siwon nodded his head viciously before running forward and folding Kyuhyun's lanky body into his thick arms. Kyuhyun awkwardly patted the older man's back before turning his murderous gaze to a laughing Eunhyuk.
---
Kyuhyun stepped down from the stage to the sound of polite clapping. He had sung one of his favorite songs, Insa, and was glad to be off the stage. He couldn't help but hate those girls that sat in the back during his performances and raped him with their eyes, it made him feel like he needed a shower afterward. He loosened the tie he was forced to wear as he walked towards the kitchen to get his free kimchi of the night. He was about to open the door to the employee break room when Eunhyuk came running to him from the main kitchen.
"Kyu! Kyu! Siwon-shii is looking for you. He said to go to his office as soon as you were done, its urgent."
Kyuhyun stopped in his tracks, his fingers still fidgeting with the tie around his neck. Damn, had someone noticed his glaring and reported him? He nodded slightly at Eunhyuk and walked in the opposite direction towards the office. He knocked slightly before hearing a muffled 'Its open!' and walking in. He bowed to his boss and walked towards the desk.
"Hyukjae told me you wanted to see me..."
"Yes, please do sit down." His manager gestured to one of the chairs in front of his desk.
He sat down and noticed the guitar case resting on the floor. He followed the length of the case and came to rest upon a pair of black converse, following up slim legs, a small waist, and the face of Lee Sungmin staring at him curiously. He swallowed out of reflex and adverted his eyes, his tongue darting out to moisten his chapped lips nervously.
"I called you both here because I have a favor to ask you. My grandfather is coming to visit with some important business partners in a couple of weeks. So, I was wondering if you guys could perform together. Kyuhyun could sing to one of your guitar compositions, Sungmin-ah."
Kyuhyun clenched his fists unconsciously waiting for the older boy's response. He heard a light chuckling before the body shifted its seat.
"You know you could have just called me over the phone Siwon, no need to make it so formal."
"That's not an answer Sungmin-ah."
Sungmin sighed and re-arranged himself again. He opened his mouth to answer when there was a knock on the door. Siwon called a 'come in' and Eunhyuk walked in the door with a stack of forms.
"Sorry to interrupt Siwon-shii, but the delivery people need the proofs signed before they leave."
Siwon nodded and Eunhyuk padded towards the desk. Siwon gestured for Sungmin to go on while he was rummaging his desk for a pen.
"Siwon, you know I would love to but right now I simply don't have the time. My lease on the apartment will be up in less than a week and I haven't even looked for a new place."
Siwon paused, pen in hand, to look at Sungmin, wrinkles pulling at his forehead. He was about to speak when Eunhyuk cleared his voice slightly. Siwon looked at him expectantly while Eunhyuk was giving Kyuhyun a look that the younger had learned to fear.
"You know, Kyuhyun has been looking for a room mate. You could just move in with him, I mean, he was ready to take an ad out in the newspaper anyway."
Now all eyes turned towards Kyuhyun, who used all his power to keep a strait face. Siwon was the first to break the silence.
"Is that true Kyuhyun?" The younger boy could only nod, not trusting his voice to stay steady.
"Its settled then!" Eunhyuk announced loudly, clapping his hands together, "I'll even help you move in! Is tomorrow too soon?"
---
"I hope you know that I will kill you. Like, they might never find your remains again."
Eunhyuk laughed and clapped Kyuhyun's back. "Come on, don't be such a little girl. I'm doing you a favor. Maybe this way you'll stop pinning over him and actually get the balls to do something."
Kyuhyun sputtered a couple of times while Eunhyuk laughed at him. Then, a small truck pulled up in front of Kyuhyun's complex and they both went down to help Sungmin. Sungmin had already started unloading some of his things onto the sidewalk when they reached him, and they both had to stop in their tracks. The suitcases were pink, the bags were pink, the objects sticking out of boxes were pink; hell, the interior of the guy's car was pink.
"Wow, are we helping you move in or your sister?"
Sungmin dropped another box on the sidewalk and moved back to the truck only muttering a small 'Fuck you Eunhyuk'. The gummy smile emerged before he motioned to Kyuhyun and they both started taking boxes back towards the taller man's apartment. It took them half an hour between the three of them to get all the boxes into the apartment, after which they all laid down half dead on Kyuhyun's living room floor before Eunhyuk took a deep breath and stood up.
"Well, as fun as this has been, and really I am having a wonderful time, I have to go to class."
Kyuhyun rolled over onto his back and lifted a hand in goodbye as Eunhyuk closed the door behind him, Sungmin only grunting in acknowledgment. Calm silence eased over the living room before it was broken by the loud and constant banging on the door. Kyuhyun groaned before turning over on his stomach and burying his face in the crook of his arms. Sungmin sighed loudly before picking himself off the floor and walking to the door. He tried to compose his face into a less tired one before he opened the door. He then found himself face to face with a tall, dark, and handsome guy who was leaning against the door frame, one leg crossed in front of the other, and a look of pure melted seduction on his face. He man dragged his eyes over Sungmin and opened his mouth to speak before Sungmin slammed the door. He walked back stun faced to the living room and looked at Kyuhyun's back with a look of disbelief.
"You know Choi Minho? The Choi Minho? The Flaming Charisma of Andre Kim's fashion line Choi Minho?!"
Kyuhyun pushed himself up on his arms and stood, looking at Sungmin's shocked face as he stretched his arms over his head.
"Maybe, why do you ask?"
"He was just at the door."
Kyuhyun walked past the smaller boy and back to the door, opening it to reveal Minho bickering with a smaller boy.
"You can't just leave, he told you to come today!"
"Well someone just slammed a door in my face, so I'm assuming the deal's off."
"Wow, I can't believe the great Flaming Charisma would get so butt hurt over something as small as getting a door slammed in his face. Fame finally make you a diva?"
Minho turned his angry face towards Kyuhyun, the fire burning bright in his eyes. Sungmin, who had padded behind Kyuhyun when he opened the door, was now looking at his new roommate in shock.
"Shut up you fag."
"At least I'm not a Flaming homosexual."
Sungmin saw Minho's eyes darken before he took a couple of steps forward, now towering slightly over the smirking Kyuhyun. Sungmin clenched his fists, ready to jump in and defend Kyuhyun should Minho strike him, before he felt his mouth drop in surprise for the third time that morning. Minho's smirk smoothed out into a smile before he reached forward and enveloped Kyuhyun in his long and bony arms.
"I've missed you bro, where you been hiding?"
Kyuhyun laughed slightly before wrapping his arms around Minho as well.
"Its called a real job, you might want to try it sometime."
The boy let out a low laugh before letting go and passing a stunned Sungmin into the apartment, a small redheaded boy Sungmin had failed to notice before stepping up to the door.
"Hi Kyuhyun-hyung, its good to see you again."
"Ah, Taeminnie, how are you? Ho-face been giving you trouble?"
Taemin laughed lightly behind his hand before smiling so sweetly Sungmin swore that he could probably ask him for a kidney donation and Sungmin would go running to the hospital, only stopping to ask if he wanted the right or left side.
"He's been fine, hyung. He's been helping me with school work during down time on the set."
Kyuhyun nodded and smiled as the smaller boy walked past him after Minho into the apartment. He closed the door and turned to a still shocked Sungmin, reaching forwards with a smirk and lifting his chin up with his index finger, effectively closing his mouth. He then turned him around and steered him towards the living room where Minho and Taemin were surveying the boxes that littered the floor.
"Hyung, what Hello Kitty factory threw up in your living room? What's with all the pink shit?"
"Minho, Taemin, this is my new roommate Sungmin. Sungmin, I'd like to introduce you to my younger brother Choi Minho and his secret but totally obvious boyfriend Taemin."
"Hi, nice to meet you. Kyuhyun, can I speak to you for a moment?"
Kyuhyun followed Sungmin into the kitchen, leaving Minho and Taemin to start sorting through things in the living room and take the cleaning supplies out of the broom closet.
"So, I just have a couple of questions that I should have maybe asked yesterday before moving in today. One: will there be anyone living here besides you and me? Two: are you really gay? I thought Eunhyuk had made that up, he usually likes to mind fuck people. And three: what's your shoe size? Cause I'm really liking those shoes you're wearing and I'm thinking that I might borrow them tomorrow."
"First: no, I just pay my little brother to come clean my apartment every two weeks because I usually don't clean after myself and he used to need money before he got signed to the modeling company. We still do it now because its usually the only time we really see each other. Second: yes I am gay, but you don't have to worry, I don't usually bring guys home if that makes you uncomfortable, and if I do then we'll usually be in my room so you don't need to, um, be uneasy. Third: you can borrow them but if I see so much as a dirt smudge on the shoelaces I will rub your pink teddy bear in mud."
"Hyung! What do you want us to do with the boxes?"
Sungmin smiled at Kyuhyun, patting his arm slightly as walked towards the door. He had one foot out of the doorway before he turned back to look at Kyuhyun, a sly smile playing at his lips.
"And you don't have to worry about me being uncomfortable, I'm gay too."
Without another word he turned and strolled out of the kitchen to the living room where the two adolescents were standing with boxes in their arms, leaving a shell shocked roommate behind.
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"No, no, no. That doesn't sound right at all. Just, start again."
Both of the people on stage glared at the cross legged waiter sitting in the first row. Eunhyuk only looked at them with an all knowing expression and sighed.
"You said you wanted my damn opinion and I'm giving it. Start again."
"We said we wanted your opinion when we were done with the damn song, not on the day we start planning it. I haven't even decided what chords to strum and you're already criticizing! Go help Jaejoong start cooking, Siwon's almost ready to open."
"Fine then, Kyuhyun has to come too. Tonight you're performing, not him."
"Actually, I asked special permission from Siwon to have Kyuhyun on stage with me today. I've never actually heard him sing, so it might help me compose the song. So, run along now gummy monkey, and get changed."
Kyuhyun laughed into his sleeve as Eunhyuk walked away grumbling. He then turned to Sungmin, who was resting his head on his arms all on top of his pride and joy, his pink acoustic guitar. He then sighed and turned towards Kyuhyun.
"Do you know how to sing any songs that I might know on guitar? I mean, we pretty much have to wing it tonight."
Kyuhyun turned towards the smaller boy thoughtfully. "I don't really listen to music acoustically. The only one that I really know is one that a transfer student in my music major keeps playing when we're in the music hall. But its in English so I don't know if you'd know it."
"You can speak English?"
"No good, just little. Can sing."
Sungmin laughed at the absolutely adorable look of concentration that came onto Kyuhyun's face when he started speaking English, and the dorky smile he had on after.
"So, what's the name of this song?"
"Oh, its called I'm Yours by Jason Maraz."
"Omo! I know that song! Its the one I used for my presentation in my guitar class."
Sungmin adjusted the strings on his guitar, knowing his guitar well enough to tune by ear. Kyuhyun drank the rest of the green tea Eunhyuk had brought him and kept it in his throat for a couple of seconds before swallowing, relaxing his vocal chords and warming up his throat. When they were both ready Sungmin started by strumming the guitar a few times, Kyuhyun waiting for his cue, before Siwon rushed through the doors, an excited smile tugging at his lips.
"Have you guys been practicing? Good. I hope you're ready, we're opening the doors as we speak. I just want to wish you guys good luck on your first performance together."
Before either of the boys could beg for more time, the crowd started making their way into the room, the regulars already taking their usual seats and paying full attention to the boys now in the spotlight.
"Well Kyu, I guess we're gonna have to do this cold turkey. You ready?"
Kyuhyun was so nervous he couldn't even bitch at Sungmin for using the nickname he had prohibited anyone from using. He just nodded his head and cleared his voice slightly as Sungmin started up the strumming again. He closed his eyes and let the melody surround him, much like he did whenever Sungmin played, only this time he felt the tremors of the guitar flowing through the stage, electrifying him, giving him a feeling which he had never felt before when he performed. In his mind's eye he could picture Sungmin, his eyebrows knotted in concentration, his fingers working ceaselessly on the strings to the guitar, and the music flowing like a force that Kyuhyun knew he would never be able to hold even if he tried. His eyes opened as he heard his cue.
"Well you done done it and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted..."
---
The two stepped off the stage and the lights dimmed, the clapping of the audience still ringing as they made their way to the locker room. Kyuhyun opened the door to the lockers and sighed through his nose when he saw Siwon. Lately, whenever he saw the man he got a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, given that he had already put him in two situations he would have rather avoided.
"Sungmin-ah, Kyuhyun-ah, that was amazing! I'm so glad that I asked you two to do it," Siwon was gesturing wildly with big eyes and a dimpled smile while Sungmin and Kyuhyun went to their lockers and started changing, "I had always told your father that you had it in you Kyuhyun, I told him just yesterday that you were doing spectacularly on stage. I don't know why he was so reluctant to let you be on your own, honestly."
Kyuhyun closed his eyes tightly, feeling Sungmin staring at questioningly from the next locker. There it was, Siwon's infamous word vomit. He re-opened his eyes and continued unbuttoning his shirt, ignoring Sungmin.
"What does Kyuhyun's father have to do with anything?"
Kyuhyun turned sharply to tell Siwon not to answer but when he turned the corner of the open locker door collided painfully with his bare chest, his ribs feeling as if they had just split open. He hissed slightly but still managed to shake his head frantically at the older boy, trying to tell him that he didn't want him to tell Sungmin--
"Well, his dad is the main investor of the restaurant. I guess since its his money being invested, he wants to make sure that the talent being displayed is up to standard. In fact, he's the one that personally picked out Ryeowook and Yesung for the first performers. Its a shame that Ryeowook is in China, and I haven't been able to contact Yesung either, so his father--"
"Yesung went to China too," Kyuhyun was able to get out while still clutching his ribs in pain, hoping the news would stop Siwon's mouth from blabbering anymore of his life.
It worked. Siwon's eyebrows shot into his hair line and his dimples disappeared under all the stress wrinkles surrounding his mouth.
"Oh god, what am I going to do now? I have to call your father, call the talent agency, have to find someone..." And with that Siwon exited the locker rooms, quickly going in the direction of his office.
"...why didn't you tell me your father was the owner of the restaurant?!"
Kyuhyun sighed, his rib still throbbing. He poked it with his finger lightly and hissed when it throbbed. Yep, he was going to have a bruise in the morning. That's great, just freaking great.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!"
"I don't believe my family is any of your business, no offense."
"But, this is unbelievable! Not only is your brother Choi Minho, but your father is the investor of this very restaurant and probably a trillion others! I mean, why would you now want to tell everyone about that? All those waitresses that give you grief when you get more tips than them, they would all be bowing at your feet."
"Exactly, I don't want people to think that I'm here because of daddy's money. I don't use his money, I don't live in his house, my last name is Cho not Choi, and you best remember that Sungmin. Now hurry up so we can get home."
"You're one to talk, you haven't even put your shirt on!"
---
It was quiet on the way home, only the purring of the engine filling up the silence.
"So...do you not get along with your family?"
Kyuhyun sighed. He had really hoped to avoid this, and Siwon would be getting an angry phone call about employee confidentiality.
"Its not that I don't get along with them, its just that I want to get out on my own. I was...alienated at school because everyone thought I was a rich boy. So, I applied to a University under a different name so that they wouldn't think the same. That, and me and my mother don't exactly see eye to eye."
"...Would it be too much to ask why that is? You don't have to answer, you know, if you don't want to."
Sungmin tried to make it sound like he was uninterested, but Kyuhyun heard the burning curiosity emanating from his throat. He took a deep breath and released it slowly, looking over at the boy driving.
"Lets just say that she's been trying to arrange marriages with girls for me, and doesn't seem to appreciate that I tell them that I'm gay and have no interest in them. That, and they're daughters of rich Chinese entrepreneurs that would expand business, and all that crap. I just don't want to deal with it."
"Your family has business in China too? But I thought the Choi business line was primarily in Korea."
Kyuhyun looked over at the other boy inquiringly. Sungmin smiled and shrugged when he noticed the gaze.
"I had to do a paper on this when I was still a business major. Choi industries holds shares of thousands of restaurants, small businesses, and clothing lines."
"Yeah, well, my mother's maiden name is Geng. Her brother is Han Geng, the top photographer in China. His empire is worth millions, with all the advertisements that he's put together. He even told me that there was a spot for me at his company whenever I wanted to escape my mother. They don't get along very well either."
"It seems like your mother has a lot of issues with family."
"Not really, she just never forgave him for running away with Heechul instead of some rich socialite. Though I have to say, that's all her fault. She introduced them in the first place."
Sungmin liked the atmosphere in the car. It was calm and trusting, not like the tension in the silence held before. He had to keep Kyuhyun talking, the boy was too quiet. Not to mention, this was one sure fire way Sungmin would be able to learn about his new roommate.
"So I'm guessing she doesn't know about Taemin? Assuming your brother still lives at home."
"Oh, she knows about Taemin. I told you, they thought that they held it a secret, but they were so obvious. The only person that doesn't know is the modeling company, because they're both models there and that's against company policy. But I'm sure the make-up noonas know, they know everything."
"Your mom is okay with them being together?"
"Not in the least. Minho has to go through the same thing I did when I lived with them. She always brings up girls that would be 'just perfect' for him, sometimes while Taemin is eating dinner with them. Minho is just waiting until Taemin is eighteen for them to move out."
"Wow, your family sounds like the plot of a drama."
Kyuhyun laughed, the sound was tired but ultimately happy.
"You honestly have no idea."
---
Three days. Three days was all it took for Kyuhyun to fall deeper into this man named Sungmin. He played guitar, sang, danced, cooked, cleaned and even did martial arts.
"Well, what a surprise. I mean, you only jizzed your pants the day you saw they guy!"
Eunhyuk was swiftly hit over the head with the tray Kyuhyun had been holding, the now blushing boy glaring at him from under his fringe. He ignored the whimpering waiter as he helped load dishes on the tray.
"You know, Siwon told me I didn't have to wait tables, that I only had to practice with Sungmin. I could have left by now, I could have been happily sleeping right now, so be grateful that I actually took time out of my life to help you...and I did not."
"You did so! And don't give me that crap, you know you're only here because you can't be alone with Sungmin without wanting to jump his bones. When you started working here like a year ago you practically drooled the first time you saw him."
"So what? Maybe I happen to like the guy a little, does that make me a bad person?"
"It does if it means that you'll rape him the first chance you get."
---
And so it ends up that Kyuhyun, after helping Eunhyuk clean all the tables and kitchen while constantly getting assaulted verbally, gets home in a pretty sour mood. It does not help when the reason he was being attacked is sitting on the couch apparently waiting for his return.
"What took you so long? Our shift ended hours ago."
"Hyukjae is a cold bastard."
Sungmin nodded his head in understanding before standing from the couch and stretching. Kyuhyun ignored the small patch of skin stretched across hipbone that was revealed when Sungmin's shirt rose slightly and opted, instead, to go to his room and try to sleep. He passed by the living room and was through the threshold of his own room when Sungmin barged in after him.
"Hey Kyuhyun I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out tonight."
"No."
"Oh come on! If we're going to be living together we should hang out and do something that is in no way work related."
"No really Sungmin, I'm tired and I had classes today and all I really want to do is--"
Sungmin latched onto Kyuhyun's arm, forcing the younger boy to look at him. His lips were pouted, his eyes as wide and innocent looking as they could possibly get. Kyuhyun sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand. He would never call Minho whipped again, because if Sungmin could do this he could only imagine what Taemin would look like.
"Fine. Fine. Just, get out so I can change."
"No."
Kyuhyun snapped around to look at the other boy, the innocent expression now replaced with a devious smirk.
"How do I know that when I leave you won't just go to sleep and leave me hanging? Nope, I am staying right here. Besides, its nothing I haven't seen before. We do share the same locker room you know."
"I'm not wearing underwear."
"Wow...that's pretty kinky. Didn't think you had it in you."
Kyuhyun groaned, the thought that would get him to leave for sure. Kyuhyun gingerly pulled his arm out of Sungmin's grip and walked to his closet.
"I'm taking you to a club, so wear something nice and don't embarrass me!"
Kyuhyun grunted back in response, debating how long it would take Sungmin to knock down the door if he barricaded himself in his closet.
---
Three shots, two dry martinis, and a whiskey sour later Kyuhyun was having the time of his life moving the the swarm of bodies on the dance floor of the club, Sungmin close by dancing just as freely. He heard the older man gasp slightly before feeling his hand being pulled away from the ocean of twisting bodies.
"Wha? What happened?"
"My ex, my ex-boyfriend is standing on the other side of the room."
"Ex-boyfriend? Where?"
Kyuhyun looked around and saw a rather tall guy looking in their direction before sliding his eyes away towards the DJ.
"That lying cheating son of a fuck face bastard better not even think of--"
"Hey Sungmin some guy is coming this way, and he looks pretty mad."
Sungmin's eyes opened wide and he gripped his hair in distress.
"Shit. Shit. Shit."
He looked at the approaching Jungmo, the strobe lights giving him a haunting glow. He then looked back at Kyuhyun who still seemed pretty under the table drunk, out of it in every sense of the word while Sungmin seemed to have sobered up the moment he laid his eyes on Jungmo.
"I'm sorry."
Kyuhyun was about to question what he was sorry for when he was yanked down by his collar. His lips were captured by the smaller rose petal ones, a hand coming up to tangle in his hair. It was nothing deeper than a lips touching lips, but Kyuhyun felt his blood boil to the brink of evaporation, his fingers clenching themselves in Sungmin's pink shirt. Sungmin let go of him after a few moments when Jungmo was out of view and was looking around nervously, his fingers still threaded in Kyuhyun's hair, Kyuhyun's hands still tightly clenched in the older man's shirt.
Kyuhyun felt the flood gates rush open, all consuming and ever powerful. He didn't want to stop, couldn't stop, moving his hands to grip Sungmin's hips and pulling the small boy forward. He kissed him until his lips felt raw, his tongue sliding smoothly against Sungmin's own tentative one. He continued kissing Sungmin pushed up against the outside of the club, kissing the smooth expanse of his neck as he hailed a cab. He swallowed Sungmin's breathy moans as he gripped him through his jeans in the elevator of his building, letting out a loud moan himself when Sungmin pushed against him, the friction maddening. He couldn't stop himself from gasping loudly as Sungmin's nails trailed down his back, only retaliating by thrusting even faster than before. He didn't stop until Sungmin was spayed out under him, writhing in pleasure and gasping out his name as their slick chests collided with every thrust.
It wasn't until Sungmin was tucked into the crook of his throat, breaths deep and steady, that Kyuhyun realized that maybe he had crossed a delicate line. It was then he stealthily slid out of bed, softly padded his way out of his room to the end of the hall, and threw up all the alcohol and regrets in the toilet.
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REVISED :D finally, i know -.-''
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