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Title: Full Speed Ahead
Author: Mai
Pairing: ShiWon x YehSung, established HanKyung x HeeChul, never-going-to-happen YehSung x RyeoWook
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1600+
Summary: ShiWon meets YehSung at a frat party his first semester.
Note: Dedicated to taylormercury - I couldn't have done it without your bullying encouragement. The title basically expresses my mode of writing. 8D I wanted to see if YeWon was possible and so tried to write it for myself. This is the result. :D
ShiWon meets YehSung at a frat party his first semester. The older man comes stumbling over to him drunk and passes out before he can even ask his name. As he slurs nonsense in his drunken stupor (something about ubermensch and Superman and the real problem with societal standards), ShiWon decides he is quite fascinating with perhaps the world's smallest hands.
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It's easy enough to get his information off of the friend who picks him up - name (YehSung), year (junior), major (philosophy) - but ShiWon forgets all about it when midterms start up the following week. It isn't until he gets back from Winter Break that he runs into him again, at the same frat's "Welcome Back" party.
"Hi!" He has to shout over the music to be heard, but YehSung doesn't seem to be listening. It takes another couple of tries before he gets his attention.
"You look familiar!" is the first thing YehSung blurts out, after squinting up at him.
ShiWon grins, pleased to have left an impression. "We met before!" He holds out his screwdriver and YehSung takes his hand, bringing the plastic cup to his mouth for a gulp. He makes a face and then walks away, leaving ShiWon by himself.
It takes him a moment to get over the abruptness of YehSung's departure, and by then he's disappeared into the crowd. But as fate would have it, they find each other again by the snacks table.
"Why are you following me?" he asks without preamble, and ShiWon doesn't have an answer.
"Are you a member of this frat?" he blurts out, instead, trying to veer the conversation onto the path of normalcy.
YehSung gives him an odd look, but doesn't seem entirely put out by the question. "No, but I have a friend who lives here. Were you invited?"
Conversation is easy enough from there, at least until YehSung starts talking about his major. After another screwdriver (that's all the cheap alcohol these types of parties can afford, it seems) YehSung starts making less and less sense. ShiWon learns that he has an incredibly low tolerance when he collapses on his way to the bathroom.
The same friend comes to fetch him home and ShiWon doesn't see him for another week.
---
ShiWon tries to facebook him but can't find anything on a "YehSung" at their university. He wishes he had asked for more information, like a last name, but it's too late for regrets at this point.
Having given up YehSung as a lost cause, he is surprised to see him in his Theater and Performance class the fourth week of school. It suddenly makes sense when he plops down in a seat near the back by the same friend who came to take him home the first two times ShiWon met him. (How he didn't notice him before, ShiWon doesn't know, but it probably has something to do with how secluded and quiet he keeps himself.)
ShiWon flashes a grin and waves to them both. YehSung stares at him, then turns to his friend and starts writing something on his notebook until said friend smacks his arm away. The lecture is starting.
As class lets out, ShiWon hastily grabs his books and chases YehSung and his friend out the door. His friend seems startled by his presence, but YehSung is unperturbed, eyeing him down (or up) in the hallway.
"Uh... hyung... This is-"
"What do you want?" YehSung asks, cutting his friend short to address ShiWon.
ShiWon is unfazed by the coldness in his tone. "I just wanted to talk to you. Do you remember me? We met a couple times."
YehSung seems surprised by his statement. Evidently the impression ShiWon left hadn't been that deep. He is a little put off, but doesn't let it show. "Oh. I thought you were... a friend of RyeoWook's."
"Is that your name?" ShiWon asks, turning his attention to the shrinking figure behind YehSung. RyeoWook smiles shyly at him and nods. ShiWon feels a little guilty for knowing YehSung's name, but not his much more coherent savior from the last two parties, so he offers to make it up to him by taking the both of them out for lunch. "When you've got the time."
"Hn." YehSung doesn't respond, simply turns and walks away again. RyeoWook politely thanks him for the offer, but excuses himself to chase after his friend.
That night, ShiWon facebooks RyeoWook and finds "Kim JongWoon" as one of his listed "friends." This development is interesting, to say the least.
---
"You're just attracted to weirdos," HanKyung tells him when he brings up YehSung over lunch.
"I am not." ShiWon waves his hand dismissively, but HanKyung launches into a list of all the strange people he's dated since high school.
"And then there's HeeChul," he concludes, "who is in a category all his own."
"Hyung!" ShiWon exclaims.
"What are you saying about me now?" HeeChul plops himself down on HanKyung's lap and grinds his hips into the other man's thighs.
"Ouch! Get your bony ass off of me!" There is a loud crash as they fall to the floor in a heap of limbs and steak man chili. ShiWon doesn't stop laughing even after they've dropped him off at home.
---
ShiWon throws a party at HanKyung's apartment (despite HanKyung's protests and with the help of a well-timed blowjob from HeeChul) and includes YehSung and RyeoWook in his facebook invitation. RyeoWook declines the offer - prior engagement, he explains when ShiWon asks - but YehSung responds with a "maybe attending".
He shows up an hour in.
"Is that your boy?" HeeChul asks, slinging an arm over ShiWon's shoulders and steering him towards the entrance before he has a chance to confirm.
"Hi."
He can't help grinning at YehSung as he introduces HeeChul to him. HeeChul smirks and makes an excuse about having to find HanKyung before he has an aneurysm and kicks everybody out.
"Where are the drinks?" YehSung asks, as soon as HeeChul is out of sight.
For someone with little to no tolerance, YehSung seems to enjoy his drinks. Fortunately ShiWon splurged on good alcohol - no lame screwdrivers for this party. Unfortunately, the classy alcohol doesn't make up for the classless guests wreaking havoc in HanKyung's living room. ShiWon makes a mental note to give him a check for all damages later.
"So how are your classes going?" ShiWon pours YehSung a vodka tonic (okay, so that isn't much better than a screwdriver, but it's not as disgusting) and leans back on the counter. He is fully aware that doing this fully displays the length of his body and gives his arms an excuse to flex.
YehSung arches an eyebrow at him, downing the drink. "They're all right."
Small talk doesn't last long, because YehSung is absolutely sloshed two drinks in and is clinging to ShiWon like a barnacle. When he isn't passed out, YehSung is very physically affectionate.
"Let's go to your room," he whispers huskily into ShiWon's ear, hand already snaking down his pants.
ShiWon downs the rest of his drink (for courage) and steers him out of the kitchen, towards the HanKyung's room. He hears a protest somewhere behind his shoulder, then HeeChul's familiar laugh. HanKyung hasn't jumped on him yet, so HeeChul must be finding other ways to distract him.
---
ShiWon shuts the door and YehSung's mouth is immediately on his, fingers clawing at his shirt. Somehow they make it to the bed without much incident (though YehSung almost trips on his pants as he tries to kick them off his ankles) and by the time they land on the sheets, their clothes are a strewn mess on the floor.
"Wait!" ShiWon gasps, but YehSung's hand is already around his cock, stroking, and he loses his train of thought.
---
The rest of the night is a blur and ShiWon wakes up to the doorbell ringing and his head pounding. Never before has he been so relieved to see a soiled condom tied up and hanging on the edge of HanKyung's bed.
YehSung is sprawled out across the sheets, snoring slightly. ShiWon smirks and rolls out of bed to answer the door. HanKyung and HeeChul must still be asleep in HeeChul's room. From the looks of the mess, he's going to have to fill out another 0 on that check.
"Oh, hi."
He is surprised to see RyeoWook on the doorstep, but grins and gestures for him to come in.
RyeoWook smiles back, a little less hesitantly than he had the first day they met. They've been talking, the last couple of weeks, and getting to know each other well.
"Um... JongWoon hyung didn't come home yesterday. Do you...?"
ShiWon turns red and RyeoWook goes white. It is an incredibly awkward moment, saved only by the presence of YehSung himself, clad in a pair of HanKyung's sweatpants. His eyes are bloodshot and his hair is a mess.
"RyeoWookie...?"
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay." RyeoWook's color is slowly returning. He smiles at ShiWon, a little crookedly, and bows out with a quick excuse about being late for class.
"Idiot," YehSung mumbles. "It's a Sunday."
But RyeoWook is already gone. And realization dawns on ShiWon.
---
"I told you it was stupid to get involved with another weirdo," HanKyung tells ShiWon over coffee that same afternoon.
They had sent YehSung home and promptly left the apartment, because HanKyung looked about ready to blow a gasket at the sight of the mess.
ShiWon sighs and leans his head on HeeChul's shoulder. HeeChul pats his shoulder. "Well, you still have us."
"But what about RyeoWook! You should have seen his face..." More than upset, ShiWon is guilty.
HanKyung's shoulders sag a little, his frustration over the party melting away. "You couldn't have known. YehSung didn't."
"They can work it out on their own. How about you skip Theater tomorrow and go see a movie with us?" HeeChul suggests, as if this is somehow going to solve everything.
But ShiWon doesn't have any better ideas.
When he gets home that night, YehSung has deleted him as a friend from facebook.
***
Problems with YeWon and how I solved them
1) Attraction. I think ShiWon *could* be attracted to YehSung in the sense that he's attracted to weirdos. Like HeeChul. I just made YehSung desperately horny enough to have a one-night stand with him. Though really - who could resist ShiWon's body?
2) ShiHan. The only way to have ShiWon exist in a universe with HanKyung but without ShiHan was... HanChul! (Though they may be having ot3 orgies every other weekend - Idk.)
3) YeWook. They're both idiots who don't see what's right in front of them. Applicable to how I see them irl, so! Not as difficult as ShiHan.
Oh about the University - I guess it's based vaguely off of my alma mater (lol I sound old) and a magical mystical world where everyone speaks Korean (which really isn't so different from my alma mater, actually).
Author: Mai
Pairing: ShiWon x YehSung, established HanKyung x HeeChul, never-going-to-happen YehSung x RyeoWook
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1600+
Summary: ShiWon meets YehSung at a frat party his first semester.
Note: Dedicated to taylormercury - I couldn't have done it without your bullying encouragement. The title basically expresses my mode of writing. 8D I wanted to see if YeWon was possible and so tried to write it for myself. This is the result. :D
ShiWon meets YehSung at a frat party his first semester. The older man comes stumbling over to him drunk and passes out before he can even ask his name. As he slurs nonsense in his drunken stupor (something about ubermensch and Superman and the real problem with societal standards), ShiWon decides he is quite fascinating with perhaps the world's smallest hands.
---
It's easy enough to get his information off of the friend who picks him up - name (YehSung), year (junior), major (philosophy) - but ShiWon forgets all about it when midterms start up the following week. It isn't until he gets back from Winter Break that he runs into him again, at the same frat's "Welcome Back" party.
"Hi!" He has to shout over the music to be heard, but YehSung doesn't seem to be listening. It takes another couple of tries before he gets his attention.
"You look familiar!" is the first thing YehSung blurts out, after squinting up at him.
ShiWon grins, pleased to have left an impression. "We met before!" He holds out his screwdriver and YehSung takes his hand, bringing the plastic cup to his mouth for a gulp. He makes a face and then walks away, leaving ShiWon by himself.
It takes him a moment to get over the abruptness of YehSung's departure, and by then he's disappeared into the crowd. But as fate would have it, they find each other again by the snacks table.
"Why are you following me?" he asks without preamble, and ShiWon doesn't have an answer.
"Are you a member of this frat?" he blurts out, instead, trying to veer the conversation onto the path of normalcy.
YehSung gives him an odd look, but doesn't seem entirely put out by the question. "No, but I have a friend who lives here. Were you invited?"
Conversation is easy enough from there, at least until YehSung starts talking about his major. After another screwdriver (that's all the cheap alcohol these types of parties can afford, it seems) YehSung starts making less and less sense. ShiWon learns that he has an incredibly low tolerance when he collapses on his way to the bathroom.
The same friend comes to fetch him home and ShiWon doesn't see him for another week.
---
ShiWon tries to facebook him but can't find anything on a "YehSung" at their university. He wishes he had asked for more information, like a last name, but it's too late for regrets at this point.
Having given up YehSung as a lost cause, he is surprised to see him in his Theater and Performance class the fourth week of school. It suddenly makes sense when he plops down in a seat near the back by the same friend who came to take him home the first two times ShiWon met him. (How he didn't notice him before, ShiWon doesn't know, but it probably has something to do with how secluded and quiet he keeps himself.)
ShiWon flashes a grin and waves to them both. YehSung stares at him, then turns to his friend and starts writing something on his notebook until said friend smacks his arm away. The lecture is starting.
As class lets out, ShiWon hastily grabs his books and chases YehSung and his friend out the door. His friend seems startled by his presence, but YehSung is unperturbed, eyeing him down (or up) in the hallway.
"Uh... hyung... This is-"
"What do you want?" YehSung asks, cutting his friend short to address ShiWon.
ShiWon is unfazed by the coldness in his tone. "I just wanted to talk to you. Do you remember me? We met a couple times."
YehSung seems surprised by his statement. Evidently the impression ShiWon left hadn't been that deep. He is a little put off, but doesn't let it show. "Oh. I thought you were... a friend of RyeoWook's."
"Is that your name?" ShiWon asks, turning his attention to the shrinking figure behind YehSung. RyeoWook smiles shyly at him and nods. ShiWon feels a little guilty for knowing YehSung's name, but not his much more coherent savior from the last two parties, so he offers to make it up to him by taking the both of them out for lunch. "When you've got the time."
"Hn." YehSung doesn't respond, simply turns and walks away again. RyeoWook politely thanks him for the offer, but excuses himself to chase after his friend.
That night, ShiWon facebooks RyeoWook and finds "Kim JongWoon" as one of his listed "friends." This development is interesting, to say the least.
---
"You're just attracted to weirdos," HanKyung tells him when he brings up YehSung over lunch.
"I am not." ShiWon waves his hand dismissively, but HanKyung launches into a list of all the strange people he's dated since high school.
"And then there's HeeChul," he concludes, "who is in a category all his own."
"Hyung!" ShiWon exclaims.
"What are you saying about me now?" HeeChul plops himself down on HanKyung's lap and grinds his hips into the other man's thighs.
"Ouch! Get your bony ass off of me!" There is a loud crash as they fall to the floor in a heap of limbs and steak man chili. ShiWon doesn't stop laughing even after they've dropped him off at home.
---
ShiWon throws a party at HanKyung's apartment (despite HanKyung's protests and with the help of a well-timed blowjob from HeeChul) and includes YehSung and RyeoWook in his facebook invitation. RyeoWook declines the offer - prior engagement, he explains when ShiWon asks - but YehSung responds with a "maybe attending".
He shows up an hour in.
"Is that your boy?" HeeChul asks, slinging an arm over ShiWon's shoulders and steering him towards the entrance before he has a chance to confirm.
"Hi."
He can't help grinning at YehSung as he introduces HeeChul to him. HeeChul smirks and makes an excuse about having to find HanKyung before he has an aneurysm and kicks everybody out.
"Where are the drinks?" YehSung asks, as soon as HeeChul is out of sight.
For someone with little to no tolerance, YehSung seems to enjoy his drinks. Fortunately ShiWon splurged on good alcohol - no lame screwdrivers for this party. Unfortunately, the classy alcohol doesn't make up for the classless guests wreaking havoc in HanKyung's living room. ShiWon makes a mental note to give him a check for all damages later.
"So how are your classes going?" ShiWon pours YehSung a vodka tonic (okay, so that isn't much better than a screwdriver, but it's not as disgusting) and leans back on the counter. He is fully aware that doing this fully displays the length of his body and gives his arms an excuse to flex.
YehSung arches an eyebrow at him, downing the drink. "They're all right."
Small talk doesn't last long, because YehSung is absolutely sloshed two drinks in and is clinging to ShiWon like a barnacle. When he isn't passed out, YehSung is very physically affectionate.
"Let's go to your room," he whispers huskily into ShiWon's ear, hand already snaking down his pants.
ShiWon downs the rest of his drink (for courage) and steers him out of the kitchen, towards the HanKyung's room. He hears a protest somewhere behind his shoulder, then HeeChul's familiar laugh. HanKyung hasn't jumped on him yet, so HeeChul must be finding other ways to distract him.
---
ShiWon shuts the door and YehSung's mouth is immediately on his, fingers clawing at his shirt. Somehow they make it to the bed without much incident (though YehSung almost trips on his pants as he tries to kick them off his ankles) and by the time they land on the sheets, their clothes are a strewn mess on the floor.
"Wait!" ShiWon gasps, but YehSung's hand is already around his cock, stroking, and he loses his train of thought.
---
The rest of the night is a blur and ShiWon wakes up to the doorbell ringing and his head pounding. Never before has he been so relieved to see a soiled condom tied up and hanging on the edge of HanKyung's bed.
YehSung is sprawled out across the sheets, snoring slightly. ShiWon smirks and rolls out of bed to answer the door. HanKyung and HeeChul must still be asleep in HeeChul's room. From the looks of the mess, he's going to have to fill out another 0 on that check.
"Oh, hi."
He is surprised to see RyeoWook on the doorstep, but grins and gestures for him to come in.
RyeoWook smiles back, a little less hesitantly than he had the first day they met. They've been talking, the last couple of weeks, and getting to know each other well.
"Um... JongWoon hyung didn't come home yesterday. Do you...?"
ShiWon turns red and RyeoWook goes white. It is an incredibly awkward moment, saved only by the presence of YehSung himself, clad in a pair of HanKyung's sweatpants. His eyes are bloodshot and his hair is a mess.
"RyeoWookie...?"
"I just wanted to make sure you were okay." RyeoWook's color is slowly returning. He smiles at ShiWon, a little crookedly, and bows out with a quick excuse about being late for class.
"Idiot," YehSung mumbles. "It's a Sunday."
But RyeoWook is already gone. And realization dawns on ShiWon.
---
"I told you it was stupid to get involved with another weirdo," HanKyung tells ShiWon over coffee that same afternoon.
They had sent YehSung home and promptly left the apartment, because HanKyung looked about ready to blow a gasket at the sight of the mess.
ShiWon sighs and leans his head on HeeChul's shoulder. HeeChul pats his shoulder. "Well, you still have us."
"But what about RyeoWook! You should have seen his face..." More than upset, ShiWon is guilty.
HanKyung's shoulders sag a little, his frustration over the party melting away. "You couldn't have known. YehSung didn't."
"They can work it out on their own. How about you skip Theater tomorrow and go see a movie with us?" HeeChul suggests, as if this is somehow going to solve everything.
But ShiWon doesn't have any better ideas.
When he gets home that night, YehSung has deleted him as a friend from facebook.
***
Problems with YeWon and how I solved them
1) Attraction. I think ShiWon *could* be attracted to YehSung in the sense that he's attracted to weirdos. Like HeeChul. I just made YehSung desperately horny enough to have a one-night stand with him. Though really - who could resist ShiWon's body?
2) ShiHan. The only way to have ShiWon exist in a universe with HanKyung but without ShiHan was... HanChul! (Though they may be having ot3 orgies every other weekend - Idk.)
3) YeWook. They're both idiots who don't see what's right in front of them. Applicable to how I see them irl, so! Not as difficult as ShiHan.
Oh about the University - I guess it's based vaguely off of my alma mater (lol I sound old) and a magical mystical world where everyone speaks Korean (which really isn't so different from my alma mater, actually).