Of Closets and Kisses
Title: Of Closets and Kisses
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: KyuSung (Kyuhyun x Yesung)
Rating: PG
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Length: One-shot
Summary: Sometimes you find love in the most unexpected places.
Prompt: Closets
A closet is a weird place to meet someone, but it’s the place where Jongwoon and Kyuhyun first meet each other. Their closet is just like any other closet - it was filled with clothes, it was made of wood and it is incredibly dark inside. When the doors of the closet are closed, light only manages to stream through the small space between the two doors.
But what’s a little weird about this closet is that it is placed in the hallway rather than the bedroom. It’s close enough to the ballroom that you can easily slip in before anyone notices that you’re gone.
.:--:.
The closet belongs to Choi Siwon’s parents, who insisted on holding a party for all the trainees of SM Entertainment, all the people that their son could potentially be in the same group with. In a way, it was their way of ensuring that their son was not having a rough time with the other boys even though he’s having a tough time with all the training. They issued formal invitations to all the members of the company, inviting SM Entertainment to their house that was on the outside of Seoul where they would hold a grand party in Siwon’s honor.
It is a black-tie event. Their managers and teachers from the company have all sent them to get suited up and had them look presentable. Jongwoon squirms in his seat during dinner, feeling extremely awkward. He comes from a small town in Cheonan, and his parents are barely able to afford the table that he’s sitting at, let alone all of the stuff in the whole house. His jaw had hit the floor when he had first stepped out of the car - he liked Siwon a lot, but he had never realized his family was drowning in money.
Jongwoon had eaten foods that he never even dared to dream about. Mountains of various types of seafood, roasted high-quality beef and a variety of stuff that he can’t even name are served, and his mouth waters. The only thought that occurs to him then is that he wants his parents to be able to eat amazing delicacies like these. As he eats the food in front of him, he hardens his resolve to become famous and earn more money.
But once dinner is over, Jongwoon stands around the punch bowl feeling out of place. Everyone is smiling and nodding, looking every part the lady or gentleman that you see in the movies. For a second, Jongwoon isn’t sure if this is real, or if he’s somehow dreaming about one of the scenes he’s watched before from the big screen.
“Sir, are you finished with that?”
A waiter appears out of nowhere and surprises Jongwoon. He mutters a yes, and picks up another glass from a passing girl who is in charge of handing out champagne flutes.
As he sips the champagne slowly and observes the environment around him, he spots Siwon’s parents walking around and chatting to all the trainees. They’re extremely nice people, but there is something about them that makes Jongwoon feel that he isn’t good enough, that he doesn’t measure up. So as they start edging closer to Jongwoon, he spots the closet and slowly makes his way over.
.:--:.
Kyuhyun hugs his knees as he waits for the orchestral music outside to end. He had been to countless parties during his childhood, and so he had slipped into the closet as soon as dinner had ended. He closes his eyes and patiently waits for everything to end. He used to throw a tantrum whenever his parents tried to put him into “presentable” clothes, but as soon as there were guests, Kyuhyun was on his best behavior. But as soon as he could leave, he would run straight out without any qualms.
The original plan was to come to dinner, and as soon as the social chitchat started, slip out and take the bus back to the dorm and play Starcraft. But Choi Siwon’s parents lived in the middle of nowhere, and there was no bus or taxi or any form of transport that Kyuhyun could take alone. So when he spotted the closet, he decided that he’d rather spend a few hours in darkness alone rather than have to endure all the superficial chatting with polite conversation. He had experienced that numerous times during his childhood, and he was sick of it.
When he looked around, he was relieved to find that no one is paying attention to the area around the closet. He had considered asking Changmin to join him, but Changmin was busy flirting with some of the waitresses. Kyuhyun had rolled his eyes, and slipped into the closet.
Kyuhyun reckons he had been in the closet for around forever when a sudden stream of light blinds him and someone’s body hits him. He wants to kick whoever just intruded on his little paradise, but he knows they would cause a commotion, and two people tumbling out of a closet is bound to fuel gossip.
So instead he covers the other person’s mouth to stop the person from screaming.
.:--:.
When a hand clamps over Jongwoon’s mouth, he wants to scream. He had realized that no one was paying attention to him or the area around the closet, and he had made a run for it. He quickly climbed in and closed the doors, hitting something that he had assumed was a bag of clothes. But judging from the hand stopping him from making a noise, it was actually a person.
So he bit down on the hand to make his assaulter let go of him.
Before he could yell out, a hiss from the person behind him tells him to shut up or else they’d both be found. As his eyes start to adjust to the darkness of the closest, he realizes that he’s sitting on the other guy’s left leg. He quickly mutters an apology and shifts over.
Jongwoon stares at the other guy and realizes that it’s one of the newer trainees that he’s never met officially. He sticks a hand out. The other guy frowns, but shakes his hand too.
“Hi. I’m Kim Jongwoon.”
He barely catches the whispered reply.
“I know. Art-like voice, Yesung.”
Jongwoon grins and is thankful that the closet is dark. Otherwise the other trainee would notice how red Jongwoon is turning. He had never expected that the other trainees would know who he is - after all, he isn’t as high profile as some of the others.
“Thank you for sharing the closet with me. What’s your name?”
.:--:.
Their closet isn’t the biggest closet in the world but it’s big enough that when Kyuhyun and Jongwoon hide in there, their shoulders brush up against each other.
They sit in the darkness in silence, listening to the inhalation and exhalation of each other’s breathing. Kyuhyun glances from time to time at the man sitting next to him. It seems a bit hilarious that the first time he talks to Kim Jongwoon, both of them are hiding from a party in a closet. He had been observing the man next to him from afar for quite some time, but he had never gotten the courage to talk to him. Kyuhyun had been extremely jealous of the fact that Jongwoon had chosen to become close to Changmin.
Kyuhyun lets his arm “accidentally” brush against Jongwoon’s leg.
He wonders if the darkness heightens all his other senses. Kyuhyun’s sense of touch and hearing seems to be extremely sensitive, more so than usual. As he notices Jongwoon’s breathing slowly down and become deeper, he realizes that the older trainee has fallen asleep. He gently tilts Jongwoon’s head so that it is resting against Kyuhyun’s shoulder, basking in the warmth of the proximity between the two of them.
.:--:.
The commotion outside of the closet wakes Jongwoon up. He realizes that he’s leaning against Kyuhyun, and that the younger trainee is also asleep. Jongwoon smiles, and lifts a finger to trace the shape of Kyuhyun’s philtrum.
He wonders why he has never noticed Kyuhyun before - he looked a little familiar, but the name and the face hadn’t registered in his mind when Kyuhyun first introduced himself. He looks a lot younger while he’s sleeping, and Jongwoon can’t help but feel pulled towards the boy who shared a closet with him for three hours.
As Kyuhyun fidgets slightly from Jongwoon’s light, feathery touches on his face, Jongwoon can’t help but chuckle. He leans over Kyuhyun slightly and gently places his lips on Kyuhyun’s. He isn’t sure why he’s doing it, but Kyuhyun is asleep and won’t know a thing.
But arms come around and hold Jongwoon in place, and the lips beneath his start to kiss back eagerly.
.:--:.
The two of them had snuck out when most of the chatter moved away from the ballroom and into the front. Kyuhyun decides that it’s time to move, or else they wouldn’t be able to catch the cars that bring them back to the dorms.
As they emerge from the closet, they bump into a waitress who squeaks and stares at them in shock. Jongwoon waves at her happily, and Kyuhyun wonders if Jongwoon knows why she seems to be so scared. He thinks back to the kisses they shared in the closet, but ultimately decides that it isn’t the time to enlighten Jongwoon about the other activities that they could try in there.
Kyuhyun quickly pulls Jongwoon’s surprisingly small hand into his, and drags him out.
“Where were you guys? We were just about to leave!”
“Sorry hyung, I had a stomache-ache, and Jongwoon-hyung here was looking after me.”
The manager ushers them in without asking any more questions.
Kyuhyun grins as he sits next to Jongwoon, and enters his phone number into Jongwoon’s mobile phone.
“Call me, okay?”
Jongwoon grins.
“Maybe.”
.:--:.
A few years later when Jongwoon asks Kyuhyun to move in with him, the two of them are in their closet again. Siwon was responsible for this particular party, and Jongwoon had wooed Kyuhyun and convinced him to step into their closet.
“Hyung, why are we in here? Only our members are outside, and they know about our relationship.”
“I just wanted some…privacy.”
Something in Jongwoon’s tone made Kyuhyun look at him in surprise. Jongwoon isn’t the type to be flustered and embarrassed easily.
“Why?”
“Kyu-ah, would you like to…move in with me?”
Jongwoon fiddles with his fingers, and almost brings them to his mouth to bite on his nails before Kyuhyun stops him by holding his hands.
“Of course…but don’t you remember when I first joined SuJu? The others forced us to change rooms because we were too loud at night…”
“I’m not talking about the dorm. I’m talking about this apartment that I just bought.”
Kyuhyun’s lips on Jongwoon’s speak louder than words. But Kyuhyun says it out loud, just to confirm it.
“Yes, I’ll move in with you.”
Jongwoon starts laughing, and hugs Kyuhyun tightly in their closet. But after a few minutes of just silently embracing each other in the dark, Kyuhyun suddenly asks Jongwoon a question.
“Do you think Siwon would let us buy this closet from him? I want it in our new apartment.”
.:--:.
A/N: Finally a YeKyu fic! Haha. Hope you guys like this one :) It's a little AU, but with a lot of non-AU facts tossed in. I have no idea how rich Siwon and Kyuhyun's families are, or if the upper classes of Korea throw parties and drink a ton of champagne. Maybe they just drink soju. I have no clue. And is the edge of Seoul even a rich area? Let's just assume it is.
And do you guys get it? Coming out of the closet together? They meet each other IN a closet? Get it get it? No? Nevermind.
Prompted by the awesome allspecialsmile ♥