Wordplay [b]
Title: Wordplay
How things turned into ~love~ with an exchange of words between two lovebirds~
Rating: PG-13/ R (language and suggestive scenes/ideas)
Word count: 10,472
Author's note: Khunyoung focus with a hint of Chanho. I didn't really like how this turned out...? Again, I didn't really revise this thoroughly so if something comes across ambiguous or incomprehensible, please do let me know so I can fix it<3
7.13.13-7.18.13
Wordplay (continued)
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Nichkhun called Wooyoung multiple times. He didn’t pick up the phone. So then he called Chansung, who also didn’t pick up the phone. Nichkhun then called Junho, who picked up and Nichkhun heard a muffled moan and some heavy breathing in the background so then he disconnected quickly. Next he called Taecyeon, who did pick up the phone, but told Nichkhun he was extremely sorry that Wooyoung rejected him and then ended the call because he had to go finish the rest of his filming activities. And then he called Minjun, who came rushing down to pick Nichkhun up.
When Minjun arrived, he saw Nichkhun with an expression of hurt and rejection. It was the worst he had ever seen Nichkhun in all of the years they had shared together. And when Nichkhun entered the car, he was sulking, his eyes lifeless and his shoulders completely slumped. There was a period of silence that seemed to stretch for hours and after a long time, Nichkhun wasn’t sure when or how Minjun started talking but after awhile of zoning out, he still heard Minjun rambling on and on.
“... dumb shit of an idiot to ever exist and I’m telling you, he always had feelings for you and he couldn’t stop talking about you for hours on end. That was all he ever talked about, you, music, dance, more about you, you, Nichkhun this, Nichkhun that, my jagiya, blah blah blah. And then he’d zone out and his cheeks would turn red and everyone would know what he was thinking about right then, and we all kept wondering when he’d make a move and--”
“Hyung--”
“No, hold on Nichkhun, I’m not done yet.”
“But Minjun--”
“He freaking wrote songs for you! He made dances for those songs, and he practiced all night with all of his heart and sweat and just tons of pure love until 2am just for you. And then he’d sneak back into the dorm and give you a kiss on your forehead but you were asleep like what the hell why didn’t he ever do it during the day--”
“What?” Nichkhun looked at Minjun with wide eyes.
“And whenever you were on stage, he’d always stare at you with longing eyes and my god I don’t know how you never saw those huge hearts in his eyes for you. Basically, everyone thought you were the blindest kid in the world if you couldn’t see Wooyoung’s love for you but it turned out you loved him all along but you didn’t want to admit it... Now I’m just wondering if it was better if things stayed that way because ever since the two of you started exchanging those messages, everything got either really tensed up or awkward or really sexual. The sexual stuff is pretty chill, just do it when you want when people aren’t around or in a room. No but the thing is, you and Wooyoung RARELY ever had those sexual moments and now it’s always tensed up and awkward to the point where Wooyoung thinks he doesn’t love you anymore--”
“Wait what?”
“No, he does love you but he’s just so deprived and... goddamn it Nichkhun, what the heck ever happened between you two? Suddenly he got all this whacked up psychology about how you should take it slow in a relationship and whatever just because he didn’t want to have sex with you--”
“YOU ASKED HIM IF WE HAD SEX?!” Nichkhun yelled.
“He was moping around like a dead fish so of course I asked him. I thought it was because you didn’t want to give it to him but it turned out that it was because he didn’t want it. Well no, he wanted it like crazy and he’d run to the bathroom to jerk off alone but he somehow hypnotized himself into thinking that he was some robot who didn’t and shouldn’t do it with you for some three shits of a reason. Like come on, if I were Wooyoung I would have pounced you already--”
“WHAT?”
“No, I mean... you know what I mean. No, the stupidest fucked up thing ever, was he fact that he was like, “Oh Minjun hyung, what happens if I found out I like Nichkhun for his body and it was never really the genuine love?” and I wanted to go pound him into pulp right then because honestly, what the hell did he eat to even come up with something like that?! He’s been doing all these things for you, obviously because he sincerely loves you but now he’s flipped himself upside over and diagonal with all these dumbass notions about genuine love and waiting and--”
“What?!” Nichkhun exclaimed.
“Nichkhun, stop with the “WHAT” stuff and actually say something coherent! Something’s gone wrong and I don’t know if it’s something the both of you ate or because something you guys said, or maybe it was something you guys didn’t say--”
“Minjun, I know what it is.”
“Okay my turn to say this: WHAT?!”
“I guess... I guess I never made it clear--”
“NICHKHUN HORVE-- I’M NOT EVEN GOING TO TRY AND FINISH THAT LAST NAME OF YOURS-- ARE YOU AN IDIOT?!”
“Well I--”
“Wooyoung is that type of lover boy, believe it or not! You’re supposed to make it official!! You have to get down on your knees with flowers and ask him to be your sexmate-- I mean your boyfriend-- and maybe add that with some chocolate or ice cream or something. The Woo-baby thing is real cute but it just won’t cut it. He wants something more like--”
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I LOVE YOU
HE LOVES ME! The brightest smile lit up Wooyoung’s face, his cheeks burning up rosy red. He resisted the urge to scream out of delight, but felt his chest overwhelmed with his racing heartbeats and he almost wanted to break down and start sobbing in happiness. Wooyoung’s heart exploded with the fireworks of pure elation and he suddenly felt like fainting. No, he suddenly felt like pouncing on Nichkhun. All the members were sitting on the couch behind him anyway, Nichkhun talking to Taecyeon and Minjun about their latest schedule and Chansung and Junho were of course, in their own secret world whispering to each other and giggling flirtatiously.
Fuck everything. Wooyoung told himself, laughing out loud. The boys turned in his direction, raising their brows at Wooyoung’s sudden laugh, especially with the awkward situation going on between him and Nichkhun because of that dinner. And without warning, Wooyoung was running towards them, well, specifically towards Nichkhun.
Nichkhun looked completely taken aback. “Wooyoung what’s--”
Wooyoung jumped onto him, straddling him, their lips crashed. Taecyeon and Minjun covered their eyes with a groan while Chansung and Junho laughed.
“Uh... let’s go guys, we should go out and buy some dinner,” Minjun suggested. It wasn’t really a suggestion, it was more of a command, as he started dragging the other members out the door.
“But hyung, it’s only 1pm--” Chansung started but Minjun shoved him out and Minjun followed, closing the door shut behind him.
Wooyoung was kissing Nichkhun like he never had before, thirsty with desire and lust. His hands flew beneath Nichkhun’s shirt, touching, rubbing, flicking up against his nipples. He bit down on Nichkhun’s gasp and he sucked on Nichkhun’s lips until they were swollen. Nichkhun pulled away from Wooyoung, panting, and his eyes were glistening, blinking away his tears.
“I... I thought you didn’t love me anymore,” Nichkhun murmured. Wooyoung shook his head, and leaned in to kiss him, but Nichkhun stopped him. “Why didn’t you go to the dinner last night?”
Wooyoung shrugged and lipped Nichkhun once more, pouring out his passion and love into Nichkhun’s mouth. His tongue dipped into the entrance of Nichkhun’s parted lips, and Wooyoung lathered his mouth with a tingling sensation, that coursed through their bodies and fueled their lust further. But even with the guilty pleasure running at their fingertips, Nichkhun still managed to break away from Wooyoung’s intoxicating lips.
“Can’t you answer my question?” Nichkhun licked his already glazed lips. Wooyoung’s shoulders slumped and he shook his head furiously. And before Wooyoung could even lean in, Nichkhun pressed a finger against Wooyoung’s lips, to stop him from his momentum. “Why won’t you talk?”
Wooyoung smiled and licked Nichkhun’s finger, taking it all in and sucking on it seductively. Nichkhun retracted his finger from Wooyoung’s mouth, only to see Wooyoung grin suspiciously.
“Prepare me, please~” Wooyoung murmured cutely and irresistibly. He began to unbuckle his own belt but Nichkhun caught his wrists to stop him.
“Could you at least answer one thing?” Nichkhun asked, his eyes glassy and persuasive like a puppy’s. Wooyoung stared at him, curious to what Nichkhun’s favor was. “Could you respond to my message?” Nichkhun pointed towards the tile rack on the table, while batting his eyelashes innocently. Wooyoung sighed with a pout, and he lifted himself off of Nichkhun’s warm lap (not without a teasing rub at Nichkhun’s crotch and an accompanying smirk). He reached the table and poured some of the tiles out of the bag. From where Nichkhun was sitting, he couldn’t see the tile rack with Wooyoung’s back in the way. Finally, Wooyoung stepped away with his hands on his hips, facing Nichkhun with an expression that said, “Are you satisfied now?”
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“Woobabyyyyy,” Nichkhun whined with a giggle. “That’s not what I meant... “ Nichkhun rose from the couch and tugged off his shirt as he walked towards Wooyoung. “But I guess I’ll take it,” he finished with a smile. Wooyoung leapt onto him, crashing their lips once more in an intense locked kiss, latching his legs around Nichkhun’s waist. And Nichkhun stumbled his way over to his room, with Wooyoung kissing the heck out of Nichkhun as if he was never going to see or taste those god-gorgeous pieces of heaven ever again. Wooyoung’s hands searched every inch of Nichkhun’s back before landing in his hair, gently stroking and pulling at it.
And they landed in bed, their hips hooked together, with Nichkhun grinding against Wooyoung. Whimpers and moans flitted out of Wooyoung’s glistening lips, only encouraging Nichkhun to take everything further. To eliminate the barriers their garments created, to draw Wooyoung closer to him, to dive into him, to hear more moans and gasps. With the close intimacy like this, Wooyoung realized it tied their love closer and tighter, solidifying his love for Nichkhun’s gentleness, his charismatic charms, his eyes and lips-- everything about Nichkhun. A realization that made it crystal clear to Wooyoung that he would always love Nichkhun as Nichkhun no matter what and he knew Nichkhun thought of him as the same. Especially when their eyes met, their love for each other clicked, and everything else that had once stood in their way became insignificant.
* * *
In the silence of the night, with their bodies touching, snuggled together under a blanket, Wooyoung pressed a gentle chaste kiss on Nichkhun’s lips. Nichkhun’s eyes blinked open, his gaze matching the loving stare of Wooyoung.
“Khunnie, I’m sorry I didn’t go to the dinner... I don’t know why I ever doubted my feelings and urges. I wish I had embraced them earlier, so we could have spent more time together...” Wooyoung murmured regretfully. But Nichkhun shook his head with an inviting smile.
“No, we shouldn’t think about that anymore. That’s all in the past now. Right now, we’re together right? So we--” Wooyoung interrupted Nichkhun with another kiss, and he giggled when Nichkhun pulled away with a pout.
“Khunnie, you talk too much,” Wooyoung said playfully.
“Okay, fine then, just go to sleep,” Nichkhun replied with an annoyed grin. Wooyoung smiled and turned around, closing his eyes and trying to concentrate on his breathing. But after the two of them having sex, the touches and sensations kept fluttering back into their minds and the both of them started shuffling around in bed out of awkwardness, heating up the sexual tension.
“Hyung?”
“Yes?”
“Are you still awake?”
“No Wooyoung, I’m in a deep slumber, and you couldn’t even wake me up, even if you tried to grope me,” Nichkhun answered sarcastically, with a lopsided smile. Wooyoung sat up suddenly, moving the blanket off of him, and moved on top of Nichkhun, so that he was sitting on his crotch. And he rolled his hips over so slowly and lustfully that Nichkhun could feel the heat rushing towards his tip and he groaned, with a lick over his lips.
“Well then, I guess I might have to wake you up~” Wooyoung teased seductively, his fingers massaging Nichkhun’s hips. But Nichkhun couldn’t take the slow pace, so he hoisted himself up and started unbuttoning Wooyoung’s shirt.
“Why did we redress ourselves if we knew we were going for another round?” Nichkhun mumbled, getting more impatient with the buttons and how they weren’t cooperating with his quick fingers. Wooyoung giggled and caught Nichkhun’s hands and intertwined his fingers within them. He leaned in close until their foreheads were touching, nipping Nichkhun’s bottom lip gently.
“Khunnie, I should tell you something...”
“Can it wait...? I really... really... want to undress you right now...” Nichkhun whined, trying to unravel his fingers from Wooyoung’s clasp.
“But why?”
“Why? Because I really really love you so much and I want to make love with you.”
“But that’s the thing that I wanted to tell you...”
“And what is that?” Nichkhun asked softly, inching his way closer to Wooyoung’s lips.
“I love you, too,” Wooyoung murmured, his lips curving into a gorgeous smile and his eyes glimmering in the moonlight. And with that, Nichkhun closed the gap, caressing Wooyoung-- his jagiya, his love, his Woo-baby-- to seal their love for each other.
♥