Insomnia - Part 2
Author: Slarya
Pairing: EunChun, Yoosu
Genre/Rating: Angst/Romance, PG-13
Words: 1,136
Summary: Yoochun is having a hard time sleeping and starts to think Eunhyuk may be the cause behind it.
A/N: So I know this has been so so long since I last updated anything but on my defence my life has been like a roller-coaster lately! I've a new job that requires me to be constantly travelling between Portugal and the UK and I don't really have much time or inspiration to dedicate myself to my writing (but I do miss it!!!). If anyone is still reading this I hope you have a good time with this small update, I know it's pretty short but I thought better something short than nothing at all , right? ;)
A/N (2): Thank you so much for the lovely reviews on last chapter, I'm sorry again for not getting back at you and thank you personally but I'll promise I'll try harder this time to answear each and every single one! xoxo
Insomnia
The warm air of the summer night seemed to suffocate him. Yoochun opened the door of his black Audi R8 and stepped inside closing it with a little more strength than necessary. His hands grabbed the wheel tightly, he was trembling. Trembling in rage, in fury...in desire.
He had been so sure he could stay away, that he could control himself and do the right thing. Now everything was lost. If it hadn't been for Eunhyuk's push he would have taken the other man right there and then. How could this be happening? He loved Junsu...I love him!
There was still a faint light over dorm number eleven; Micky breathed in and out few times controlling his heartbeat and calming his hormones. Fingers pressed softly against lips, the memory still fresh in his mind...he shook his head erasing all thoughts of the previous half-hour, started the engine and drove back home, back to Junsu.
***
Junsu heard the door quietly opening and closing. He pretended to be sleeping and pulled the blanket closer to his neck. Yoochun moved around the room in the darkness probably changing clothes by the sound of a jacket falling on the floor. It took some minutes but eventually the older man got inside bed and Junsu felt strong arms close around his waist and pull him a little closer.
"You spoke with Hyukkie?”
“Yeah.”
“And?” A brief moment of silence, maybe a hesitation before a reply came.
“We're ok.”
“Are you sure? You know you're not the best person in the world when it comes to say sorry.” Junsu turned around to face his boyfriend, he could see the other had his eyes closed and a deep frown touched his forehead. “And Hyukkie is...he's a crybaby you know that. He likes to be friends with everyone and he gets really stressed if people are mad at him, especially if for no reason.”
“Geez Junsu, give it a rest! I drove across town at one on the morning to speak to your best friend because you practically made me do it...I said sorry and that's enough for me.” Yoochun pulled away from Junsu's hands. “If he's that sensitive it's not my problem...maybe he needs to grow up and you need to stop acting like you're his mother.”
The singer was stunned when Yoochun turned around with his back now facing him, yes he knew he was pushing a little but he was worried about Hyukjae, he knew how his best friend was and he honestly didn't want to see him get hurt.
“I just want my boyfriend and best friend to like each other, is it really that bad for me to wish that?” Micky tensed at the sound of the spoken words.
“I'm tired Junnie...let's just sleep ok? We'll talk in the morning.” Junsu turned to face the wall and said nothing. He glanced at this phone for brief seconds but decided it would really be better to sleep and think about it the next day.
***
A bottle of water danced in front of his brown eyes trying to get his attention. Hyukjae glanced up to see Donghae smiling and accepted the offer. His friend sat on floor next to him with a towel around his neck.
“So...what's going on?” Hyukjae's answer was a simple brush of shoulders, his fingers kept playing with the bottle. “You wanna talk about it?”
“Not really.”
“Ok! Then get up,” The younger dancer stood up and smiled at his friend. “I'm hungry and I'm not in the mood to eat alone.”
After a shower and a change of clothes both boys decided to go eat outside. None was eager to return to the dorms and the night was quite pleasant for a walk. They talked all the way to the restaurant about the new album and choreography for their title song, it was only when they were getting ready to order their food that Eunhyuk realized two familiar men walking in their direction.
Junsu smiled brighter than the sun while taking his shades off and Donghae corresponded to the smile with one of his own. None seemed to notice the unpleasant atmosphere that rose the moment Micky sat on the other side of the table, directly facing the dancer.
“Oh you also come eat here?” Donghae asked and the instant he spoke Eunhyuk knew this had been planned.
It was just his luck that Yoochun was sitting right in front of him, he couldn't even get the courage to look up and see just how mad the other man was...if he could at least defend himself and tell him he knew nothing about this meeting, but of course he wouldn't believe him.
“You're ok?” The other Super Junior member asked drawing unwanted attention to his person, seriously this was the last time he would come out to eat with Donghae.
“I'm fine, just tired.”
“Ah how's the new song coming? You already started practicing the dance?”
“Yeah and you have to see it Junsu, its awesome and...”
The voices were lost the moment Eunhyuk glanced up for a second and his eyes met dark orbs staring hard at him. He gulped nervously but he couldn't take his eyes off of the man sitting across from him. His hands were starting to shake so he moved them below the table, hiding from the observant gaze.
It was as if Yoochun could undress him with one simple look. He would look at him and see the bare, naked truth the dancer was trying so hard to hide. Eunhyuk was praying for a miracle something that could save him from the embarrassment and humiliation of being found out.
“You really look like a monkey with that hair.” Junsu teased and Eunhyuk knew this was just his best friend being stupid and playful but today...today sitting at that table and with that person still looking at him and earing those words it felt as if he really was an ugly duckling, incapable of being even for an instant anything more than that awkward high school kid who couldn't even ask the girl he liked out on a date without stuttering. “Hyukkie...I-I'm sorry, I was just kidding.” Junsu suddenly said in a worried tone and the dancer realized there were few tears escaping his control. Great! Just great.
“Ah...ahahahahaha.” He laughed with a hand cleaning his face. “I'm ok, I'm gonna go to the bathroom.” And without waiting for any other word he moved quickly away from his friends.
The door to the tiny bathroom opened just as he was finished washing his face. Through the mirror he saw Yoochun staring at him, back against the door and hands deep down in the pockets of the tight black jeans.
“What?” Came the question in a broken voice.
“Are you ok?”
“Superb!” He sarcastically said smirking to the mirror and watching with interest as Yoochun's features went from boredom to a deep frown. A vein on his white neck caught his attention and Eunhyuk felt a little like a perv for noticing such details in the other man. He had a boyfriend for god's sake. “I thought you didn't want me near you.”
“I don't.”
“Aren't you kind of breaking your own rules then?” The older man turned to face the tenor and they stared hard at each other. After what seemed ages Eunhyuk sighed and walked until he was facing Micky. “Move, I wanna go finish my food and get back to the dorms.”
Yoochun didn't move, he also didn't say anything and simply stayed looking at Eunhyuk as if the boy had two heads above his neck.
“Jesus Christ Park Yoochun! Move or I'll-”
The words stopped in his throat. Yoochun's mouth was inches away from his own, he could smell the scent of the kimichi and soju, he could see the tired lines marking the corners of Yoochun's beautiful eyes. He stopped breathing when fingers slowly rose and caught a lock of his golden hair.
“It looks good on you,” The husky voice said before full lips kissed it. “It's shiny, innocent and angelic like you.”
“What?” Eunhyuk was too stunned to even start to understand what was happening. Here he was inside a smelly bathroom with Park Yoochun kissing his hair and telling him he was...what exactly? What did those words mean?
“I'm a bastard you know. Saying the things I said last time and still...here you have me, wanting nothing more than to forget who we are...wanting to simply to be allowed to touch you and speak to you.”
“Yoochun this is wrong, we can't.”
“I know!”
“Junsu...”
“I KNOW!” The sudden scream scared him and Eunhyuk took a step back but before he was too far away Yoochun pulled him back, holding his waist and letting his head fall between his shoulder and neck. “Every time I'm around you I lose myself, I act like I'm a complete stranger...I don't know myself anymore, I can't be trusted if we're in the same room.” Tears fell onto his skin, Eunhyuk's body relaxed and he slowly hugged the man crying over his shoulder. It was his first time to held Yoochun inside his arms...
“I'm sorry.”
“You always do that.” Yoochun said pulling away and cleaning his tears. “Saying sorry for things that aren't your fault...stop doing that. It only makes me want to protect you even more.”
“Sorry.” The dancer bit on his lip when he saw the annoyed look on the other's eyes. “What do we do now?”
“I don't want to hurt Junsu.”
“Me neither.” Silence fell over the bathroom. Eunhyuk glanced at his yellow sneakers the lump on his heart growing at each second that passed.
“So we stop.” Eunhyuk nodded, eyes still glued to the floor. “This ends here, in this instant. We won't talk about it ever and we'll act like nothing ever happened.”
“Ok.”
“Ok,” Yoochun mimicked, maybe trying to imprint the decision in his own mind. “I'll go now, they're probably worrying about us by now.”
“Ye-Yeah, I'll be out in a second.” And without another word he was left alone. He didn't cry, how could he? This was nothing compared to the thought of losing Junsu's friendship, that would be ten times worse than what he was losing right now because he had never had Yoochun in first place.
“You'll be fine Lee Hyukjae, you'll be just fine.”
Pairing: EunChun, Yoosu
Genre/Rating: Angst/Romance, PG-13
Words: 1,136
Summary: Yoochun is having a hard time sleeping and starts to think Eunhyuk may be the cause behind it.
A/N: So I know this has been so so long since I last updated anything but on my defence my life has been like a roller-coaster lately! I've a new job that requires me to be constantly travelling between Portugal and the UK and I don't really have much time or inspiration to dedicate myself to my writing (but I do miss it!!!). If anyone is still reading this I hope you have a good time with this small update, I know it's pretty short but I thought better something short than nothing at all , right? ;)
A/N (2): Thank you so much for the lovely reviews on last chapter, I'm sorry again for not getting back at you and thank you personally but I'll promise I'll try harder this time to answear each and every single one! xoxo
Insomnia
The warm air of the summer night seemed to suffocate him. Yoochun opened the door of his black Audi R8 and stepped inside closing it with a little more strength than necessary. His hands grabbed the wheel tightly, he was trembling. Trembling in rage, in fury...in desire.
He had been so sure he could stay away, that he could control himself and do the right thing. Now everything was lost. If it hadn't been for Eunhyuk's push he would have taken the other man right there and then. How could this be happening? He loved Junsu...I love him!
There was still a faint light over dorm number eleven; Micky breathed in and out few times controlling his heartbeat and calming his hormones. Fingers pressed softly against lips, the memory still fresh in his mind...he shook his head erasing all thoughts of the previous half-hour, started the engine and drove back home, back to Junsu.
***
Junsu heard the door quietly opening and closing. He pretended to be sleeping and pulled the blanket closer to his neck. Yoochun moved around the room in the darkness probably changing clothes by the sound of a jacket falling on the floor. It took some minutes but eventually the older man got inside bed and Junsu felt strong arms close around his waist and pull him a little closer.
"You spoke with Hyukkie?”
“Yeah.”
“And?” A brief moment of silence, maybe a hesitation before a reply came.
“We're ok.”
“Are you sure? You know you're not the best person in the world when it comes to say sorry.” Junsu turned around to face his boyfriend, he could see the other had his eyes closed and a deep frown touched his forehead. “And Hyukkie is...he's a crybaby you know that. He likes to be friends with everyone and he gets really stressed if people are mad at him, especially if for no reason.”
“Geez Junsu, give it a rest! I drove across town at one on the morning to speak to your best friend because you practically made me do it...I said sorry and that's enough for me.” Yoochun pulled away from Junsu's hands. “If he's that sensitive it's not my problem...maybe he needs to grow up and you need to stop acting like you're his mother.”
The singer was stunned when Yoochun turned around with his back now facing him, yes he knew he was pushing a little but he was worried about Hyukjae, he knew how his best friend was and he honestly didn't want to see him get hurt.
“I just want my boyfriend and best friend to like each other, is it really that bad for me to wish that?” Micky tensed at the sound of the spoken words.
“I'm tired Junnie...let's just sleep ok? We'll talk in the morning.” Junsu turned to face the wall and said nothing. He glanced at this phone for brief seconds but decided it would really be better to sleep and think about it the next day.
***
A bottle of water danced in front of his brown eyes trying to get his attention. Hyukjae glanced up to see Donghae smiling and accepted the offer. His friend sat on floor next to him with a towel around his neck.
“So...what's going on?” Hyukjae's answer was a simple brush of shoulders, his fingers kept playing with the bottle. “You wanna talk about it?”
“Not really.”
“Ok! Then get up,” The younger dancer stood up and smiled at his friend. “I'm hungry and I'm not in the mood to eat alone.”
After a shower and a change of clothes both boys decided to go eat outside. None was eager to return to the dorms and the night was quite pleasant for a walk. They talked all the way to the restaurant about the new album and choreography for their title song, it was only when they were getting ready to order their food that Eunhyuk realized two familiar men walking in their direction.
Junsu smiled brighter than the sun while taking his shades off and Donghae corresponded to the smile with one of his own. None seemed to notice the unpleasant atmosphere that rose the moment Micky sat on the other side of the table, directly facing the dancer.
“Oh you also come eat here?” Donghae asked and the instant he spoke Eunhyuk knew this had been planned.
It was just his luck that Yoochun was sitting right in front of him, he couldn't even get the courage to look up and see just how mad the other man was...if he could at least defend himself and tell him he knew nothing about this meeting, but of course he wouldn't believe him.
“You're ok?” The other Super Junior member asked drawing unwanted attention to his person, seriously this was the last time he would come out to eat with Donghae.
“I'm fine, just tired.”
“Ah how's the new song coming? You already started practicing the dance?”
“Yeah and you have to see it Junsu, its awesome and...”
The voices were lost the moment Eunhyuk glanced up for a second and his eyes met dark orbs staring hard at him. He gulped nervously but he couldn't take his eyes off of the man sitting across from him. His hands were starting to shake so he moved them below the table, hiding from the observant gaze.
It was as if Yoochun could undress him with one simple look. He would look at him and see the bare, naked truth the dancer was trying so hard to hide. Eunhyuk was praying for a miracle something that could save him from the embarrassment and humiliation of being found out.
“You really look like a monkey with that hair.” Junsu teased and Eunhyuk knew this was just his best friend being stupid and playful but today...today sitting at that table and with that person still looking at him and earing those words it felt as if he really was an ugly duckling, incapable of being even for an instant anything more than that awkward high school kid who couldn't even ask the girl he liked out on a date without stuttering. “Hyukkie...I-I'm sorry, I was just kidding.” Junsu suddenly said in a worried tone and the dancer realized there were few tears escaping his control. Great! Just great.
“Ah...ahahahahaha.” He laughed with a hand cleaning his face. “I'm ok, I'm gonna go to the bathroom.” And without waiting for any other word he moved quickly away from his friends.
The door to the tiny bathroom opened just as he was finished washing his face. Through the mirror he saw Yoochun staring at him, back against the door and hands deep down in the pockets of the tight black jeans.
“What?” Came the question in a broken voice.
“Are you ok?”
“Superb!” He sarcastically said smirking to the mirror and watching with interest as Yoochun's features went from boredom to a deep frown. A vein on his white neck caught his attention and Eunhyuk felt a little like a perv for noticing such details in the other man. He had a boyfriend for god's sake. “I thought you didn't want me near you.”
“I don't.”
“Aren't you kind of breaking your own rules then?” The older man turned to face the tenor and they stared hard at each other. After what seemed ages Eunhyuk sighed and walked until he was facing Micky. “Move, I wanna go finish my food and get back to the dorms.”
Yoochun didn't move, he also didn't say anything and simply stayed looking at Eunhyuk as if the boy had two heads above his neck.
“Jesus Christ Park Yoochun! Move or I'll-”
The words stopped in his throat. Yoochun's mouth was inches away from his own, he could smell the scent of the kimichi and soju, he could see the tired lines marking the corners of Yoochun's beautiful eyes. He stopped breathing when fingers slowly rose and caught a lock of his golden hair.
“It looks good on you,” The husky voice said before full lips kissed it. “It's shiny, innocent and angelic like you.”
“What?” Eunhyuk was too stunned to even start to understand what was happening. Here he was inside a smelly bathroom with Park Yoochun kissing his hair and telling him he was...what exactly? What did those words mean?
“I'm a bastard you know. Saying the things I said last time and still...here you have me, wanting nothing more than to forget who we are...wanting to simply to be allowed to touch you and speak to you.”
“Yoochun this is wrong, we can't.”
“I know!”
“Junsu...”
“I KNOW!” The sudden scream scared him and Eunhyuk took a step back but before he was too far away Yoochun pulled him back, holding his waist and letting his head fall between his shoulder and neck. “Every time I'm around you I lose myself, I act like I'm a complete stranger...I don't know myself anymore, I can't be trusted if we're in the same room.” Tears fell onto his skin, Eunhyuk's body relaxed and he slowly hugged the man crying over his shoulder. It was his first time to held Yoochun inside his arms...
“I'm sorry.”
“You always do that.” Yoochun said pulling away and cleaning his tears. “Saying sorry for things that aren't your fault...stop doing that. It only makes me want to protect you even more.”
“Sorry.” The dancer bit on his lip when he saw the annoyed look on the other's eyes. “What do we do now?”
“I don't want to hurt Junsu.”
“Me neither.” Silence fell over the bathroom. Eunhyuk glanced at his yellow sneakers the lump on his heart growing at each second that passed.
“So we stop.” Eunhyuk nodded, eyes still glued to the floor. “This ends here, in this instant. We won't talk about it ever and we'll act like nothing ever happened.”
“Ok.”
“Ok,” Yoochun mimicked, maybe trying to imprint the decision in his own mind. “I'll go now, they're probably worrying about us by now.”
“Ye-Yeah, I'll be out in a second.” And without another word he was left alone. He didn't cry, how could he? This was nothing compared to the thought of losing Junsu's friendship, that would be ten times worse than what he was losing right now because he had never had Yoochun in first place.
“You'll be fine Lee Hyukjae, you'll be just fine.”