Expectation and Reality
Expectation and Reality | theblobmaster | NC-17 | KaiYeol squinting! KaiDo and Kai/OCs
JongIn always thought he'd end up falling for KyungSoo.KyungSoo with his big eyes that would sometime sparkle with mischief and his shy smiles. JongIn had always been attracted to the gentle motherly type. It might have been because he moved out when he was young so he needed someone akin to a mother to feel safe, maybe because he thought quiet and gentle would match his own nature of being overly shy. When he first met KyungSoo the older was being stirred in to the dance practice looking frightened beyond belief. Instinctively JongIn wanted to protect the smaller guy. It didn't matter that he was younger by a year. JongIn always liked being the dominant one. So KyungSoo was what he would call his ideal.
ChanYeol was everything he never wanted and beyond. The tall rapper was the farthest away from his ideal. Though ChanYeol was kind, really he had a heart of gold, he wasn't gentle at all. He stood out even when he tried not to, it was hard not to notice him with his loud voice and long limbs. He was even loud when just breathing. You couldn't fail to notice him no matter what he did. The first time JongIn had met him, he was almost instantly put in a headlock because Dude, stop being so good, he had hated him almost as quick. ChanYeol doesn't know what personal boundaries are, something JongIn appreciate a whole lot. It also ticked his pride that the other was so tall, that his voice was an even deeper baritone. JongIn didn't like being outrun.
KyungSoo wasn't someone to just barge in, he had knocked on the door first but JongIn hadn't heard him from the melody in his head. KyungSoo was worried that he had gotten hurt so therefore he had tentatively opened the door and immediately frozen in shock. JongIn was completely displayed before him in all his naked awesomeness. He had uttered an embarrassed apology and rushed out with cheeks tinged red. JongIn had only stopped a second before catching onto the beat and began moving again. He hadn't really given it a second thought after that, though he did find it rather weird that KyungSoo would flush every time they talked. KyungSoo never interrupted JongIn while showering again.
ChanYeol though, ChanYeol barged. He barged loud and not even trying to seem embarrassed. The first time he did it was the week after KyungSoo had seen him dancing in the shower. Apparently BaekHyun had pressed him into spilling why he constantly was red when JongIn was near. So ChanYeol being of the curious nature that he is, wanted to see for himself. The first time he had given JongIn such a big shock that the younger slipped on the wet floor and hit his head, fainting. ChanYeol had rightfully panicked and called KyungSoo to help. So for a second time KyungSoo ended up seeing JongIn in his holy nakedness.
ChanYeol didn't stop his spontaneously visits to JongIn's shower time. The second time he just opened the door and stepped in, instead. JongIn soaping his body. Starting with his chest he moved up to his neck massaging it lightly, before moving down, down, down. The hands gliding behind him and down the two hills rubbing them slightly. The younger had his eyes closed and looked like he was in such bliss, that ChanYeol found himself gulping trying to ease the big lump in his throat that suddenly appeared. The room became even more stuffy and ChanYeol felt a weird urge to join the other in washing his body. For once he was quiet as he exited the room and even JongIn doesn't know about that to this day.
The third time, JongIn was sitting down. They had been told they needed to remove the hair under their arms on their legs for a photo shoot. None of them particularly liked the idea, but JongIn hated it. It made him feel feminine and that hurt his pride. So he took extra long in the shower that day, just trying to get himself to do the hair removal. Unlike the others he refused getting it done at a professionals place. ChanYeol knocked, so naturally JongIn assumed it was everyone but him. He decided to ignore it. If they wanted something they could just yell. ChanYeol might have knocked out of politeness but it didn't stop him from entering when he received no answer. JongIn was sitting on the floor with his front towards the door, legs spread wide as he let the water fall over his head as the sulky child he was being. This time ChanYeol got a shock, he tripped over his own legs and hit his head on the sink, promptly fainting. This time JongIn panicked and called for KyungSoo, resulting in him seeing the naked glory of JongIn for a third time.
When ChanYeol entered for the fourth time, JongIn wasn't even in the shower yet. He was about to take his jeans off. His body was bend towards the shower cabin, his Calvin Klein boxers clinging to his body. The weird lump that magically appeared every time he saw JongIn in various states of undressed, lately also dressed, came back in his throat as he eyed the other's behind with a sudden interest that he never really had before. JongIn saw him standing in the door opening like a statue staring blatantly at his ass through his legs. He straightened up and pretended the other was not checking him out as he continued to undress. Going at a tortuously slow pace as he slid the black fabric off, he grinned when he heard a big gulp followed by the door slamming. He looked over his shoulder and saw the bathroom empty aside from himself. That day he danced in victory under the warm water streams.
JongIn knew in an early age that he was attracted to both women and men. His first crush had been little Kim MinJung from kindergarten with her long black hair always tied up in pigtails and her gentle smile when she would praise his drawings of her. She would always be dressed in flowery dresses, pink being the main colour of her liking. She was his world, until he unfortunately found out she didn't appreciate frogs as much as he did. So when he showed her his newest catch and she pulled her nose at him before running away crying, his crush died immediately. If she couldn't smile her gentle smile at the frogs he catch, then she wasn't all that cute any way.
His second crush had been MyungDae, the other boy in the ballet classes he attended beside himself. MyungDae was a year his senior and to JongIn he was perfect. His dance form was beautiful and he was kind. He would be gentle in the way he treated JongIn and always make sure the little boy didn't feel left out when the girls hurdled together and started gossiping. He got his heart broken when he caught MyungDae and AeCha, the prettiest girl on the team, kissing after practice. It had just been a small peck on the lips, but JongIn felt his world crashing down around him. He moved teams the week after.
The fifth time ChanYeol tried catching JongIn dancing in the shower, the younger prepared. He was leaning against the wall sluggishly purposely making his chest fall heavily as he panted. When ChanYeol came in he looked him directly in the eyes, his own lids heavy as he gave his lips a bite. Breathing out, hyung, ChanYeol gulped. JongIn made his voice even more breathy and rough as he muttered, hyung please help me. ChanYeol froze his eyes glued to JongIn. He tried to comprehend what the younger wanted help with. He was panting to something must be wrong, ChanYeol's logic told him.When he found his voice he asked what he need help with. JongIn mentally smirked at the strained tone ChanYeol's voice held, making sure to sound even more needy and helpless, hyung I feel faint. Help me wash? ChanYeol barely had enough control over his body to nod, but he somehow managed to remove his own clothes and stepped into the shower with JongIn. Using every bit of self-control to not look down the younger's body, he was ill god dammit ChanYeol control your hormones. JongIn pushed off of the wall letting his arms catch around ChanYeol's neck as he let's his body slack against the other's. Hyung, ugh, please wash my back, ChanYeol shivered as JongIn's breath brushed over his neck. He took the body shampoo and poured a little pool on his hand, before clasping them together. He let his hands glide over the smooth skin on JongIn's back, massaging it slightly since he knew the younger had back problems. He savoured the feeling underneath his hand. He stopped at the small of JongIn's back, nervous about going further down. JongIn pouted, deliberately making sure to press them against ChanYeol's collarbones, hyung my butt too, please? He whined, squirming a bit to make sure to get his point across, but mostly just rub himself more over the taller one. Hesitatingly he quickly rushed over the perk flesh and down the thighs. Hyung, massage that too, JongIn smirked when he felt ChanYeol tense. The older boy complied and let his hands run up and cup the tight cheeks, slightly massaging them. It was weak at first but he gained more confidence with every encouragement the fell over JongIn's lips. JongIn hadn't expected ChanYeol's hands to feel so good, he had only wanted to tease the older in his obvious want for him, but now he was rock hard himself. Hyung, hyung, I have a problem. ChanYeol took the bait and asked what the problem was, JongIn leaned away from the older and weakly pointed down to his weeping erection. Hyung, help me with that too? ChanYeol himself was hard and he really wanted too, but JongIn was ill. On the other side JongIn was asking him to help him, so that must mean he doesn't mind. He let his hand fall down in front of the the hard length and hesitated only for a second before grabbing it. ChanYeol, JongIn decided, had magic hands. They had the right size and the perfect temperature for JongIn's cock, but as he looked up through hooded eyes at the other's face, he found himself wanting to feel that mouth around his JongIn Jr.(Yes he called it that, sadly.) Hyung, use your mouth please, he panted the words, ChanYeol's eyes widening to the fullest before he slowly got down on his knees and lapped at the head. He let his lips part swallowed out of nervousness. JongIn was looking down at him with lust filled eyes and an easy smile. JongIn is apparently very vocal, as they found out. This time no one called for him, but KyungSoo stuck his head in just to make sure no one was dying. He almost missed JongIn shooting his load all over ChanYeol's face. For the fourth time KyungSoo saw JongIn naked and wet. This time he wanted to permanently bleach the image away. (JongIn decided that he would reward ChanYeol by showing him dancing in the shower.)
JongIn though he would fall for KyungSoo. KyungSoo with his big eyes and gentle voice. Never in his life would he have imagined that a obnoxiously loud rapper would steal his heart. It might be because said rapper has magic hands that can make JongIn feel good in more ways than one or because the other truly is kind and would do anything for JongIn. JongIn also finds himself rather enjoying having his personal space invaded. In the end he was rather happy that he fell for ChanYeol .
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Written while at work. and idk. it was supposed to just be a sweet story, but ended up smutty lol. It's inspired by this sweetness that is JongIn I don't know if it makes sense but I hope it does
also thank you a lot for the poster Alice. really thank you.