Brotherly Love [Chapter Four]
Title: Brotherly Love: [Chapter Four]
Rating: PG-13 [explicit themes]
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: KangTeuk [INCEST warning]
Summary: Youngwoon didn't realize it was wrong to love his brother so much…When he did, he was in too deep to stop…
Genre: Romance/Angst/eventual!Smut
Disclaimer: If I owned Super Junior, they would all be my sex slaves SEX SLAVES. <3 Teukie and I would also be married and we would have beautiful angelchildz. <33 ;D
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By the end of the week, Youngwoon was feeling much better; physically, that is. For some reason, Jungsu had been avoiding him both in the school hallways and at home. When Youngwoon happened to enter their room while his brother was inside, or the reverse, the older always found some sort of excuse to leave the room and preoccupy himself with a difficult task where he wouldn't be seen for hours. Quite frankly, his behavior was getting on Youngwoon's last nerve.
When Youngwoon woke up on Friday morning he knew that he had to put an end to the madness and confront his brother once and for all. However, according to his mother, Jungsu had already left for the university before Youngwoon had even gotten up - apparently needing extra time to 'study' before a major test that day.
Youngwoon grumbled angrily to himself the entire ride to school. Jungsu was blatantly ignoring him, yes. But why? Was it something he did? Did he say something that made the other feel the need to avoid him? Youngwoon ground his teeth in frustration. He hated when Jungsu sulked. It took days for Youngwoon to breach past the fakes smiles and assurances of 'I'm alright' to find out what was really wrong. This time, however, it had been much longer than normal.
Parking his car, Youngwoon glanced at the time. It's still early enough that not too many people will be inside. He shuffled out of the vehicle and clambered through the large doors of the university before sharply turning left and climbing up the stairs. Jungsu would be in the library, no doubt - it was his favorite place to relax and study in peace and quiet.
As soon as he stepped close to the doorway of the school library, Youngwoon spotted a familiar blond ponytail sprouting from a book. He laughed softly at the visual and made his way to his brother's side, sneaking up behind him before yanking on the clump of hair sticking out of his head.
"Yah! Who--"
Jungsu froze as he turned around and found himself staring into Youngwoon's deep, chocolate eyes. His body started to quiver and shake from both excitement and panic. Mostly panic.
I…He shouldn't be here. I have to go.
Jungsu immediately stood from his seat and ignored the pleasant throbbing from the area close to his heart. His gaze met the floor - unable to look at Youngwoon's eyes as he mumbled.
"My… Organic Chemistry teacher…wants to talk with me before class…I need to leave…bye."
Youngwoon couldn't believe it. Here he was, trying to be a good brother and understand his faults, but Jungsu kept running away from him and avoiding his attempts. Before he could reach out and grab Jungsu's arm by the wrist, the other had already left the library. Youngwoon cursed rather loudly - obtaining looks of disapproval from the two library assistants behind the counter. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and made his way to one of the women in order to ask where the Organic Chemistry teacher's room was. Good thing it was a small university, otherwise there'd be the potential of more than one teacher and searching for hours. Youngwoon, luckily, bribed the information out of the woman with some sugar-coated words and a vague promise that he'd be back to the library to visit again.
Youngwoon ran down the stairs he'd come up earlier and took a right from the main entrance - finding himself in the science wing. PS193…PS193…Here it is! Youngwoon entered the room with a confident smile on his face. He'd find Jungsu here and corner him, that's for sure.
When he walked inside the doorway, Youngwoon saw the teacher sitting at his desk, checking his e-mails. No one else. He did, however, see Jungsu's messenger bag placed atop of a desk towards the front. At least he was here… Youngwoon confronted the teacher and, rather rudely, began to question his teaching ability.
"Hey, you, teacher! Why do you always give out so much homework and tests? My brother can't even have a social life anymore! All he does is study! He won't even talk to me about anything and we used to be so close!"
By the end of his ranting, Youngwoon's hands were balled into fists at his side and his eyebrows seemed permanently creased into an angry expression. His fear-inspiring appearance was met with a blank, confused look from the teacher. The other cleared his throat and attempted to regain his composure as he responded clearly and strictly to Youngwoon's outburst.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know who you think you are. I don't know who your brother is, but I can assure you that I don't give out a lot of homework during the weekdays. Also, we haven't had a major test in a week. Our next one won't even be until Wednesday of next week. I suggest you get your facts straight before you come barging into my classroom and assaulting me, understood?"
Youngwoon was seething with anger. His anger, however, was directed at Jungsu and himself. Jungsu had lied to him about having so much work and studying to do. He was mad at himself for believing his words.
Just as Youngwoon was about to break the glaring competition between the teacher and himself in order to apologize, Jungsu entered the room. He froze by his desk - grabbing onto the strap of his bag as Youngwoon stood rooted to the ground, staring at the floor. Jungsu trembled and tried to restrain the tears threatening to fall out of his eyes again.
"Youngwoon," he mumbled softly. "What are you doing here?"
The teacher looked confused for a moment before blinking exaggeratedly and clicking his tongue.
"Well, I'll be… Your brother is the model student Jungsu? I never would've guessed it…"
After the teacher's musing, Youngwoon finally turned to meet Jungsu's gaze and immediately noticed his brother's red, swollen eyes. He gaped in shock for a few brief moments before quickly grabbing his brother's arm and yanking him outside. Jungsu protested and whined, trying to escape the situation. But, he knew his strength was no match for Youngwoon's. Youngwoon had easily dragged the pair into the nearest bathroom - where, coincidentally, Jungsu happened to be before he returned to the classroom and found Youngwoon.
Youngwoon pressed Jungsu's body harshly against the wall, barely resisting the strong urge to yell at him in frustration.
"Why have you avoided me these last few days and why do you keep lying to me? Do you not trust your own brother?"
Youngwoon's eyes displayed a deep hurt which his frown only pronounced. Jungsu, on the other hand, felt tears welling up in his eyes again. He couldn't tell Youngwoon why, he just couldn't. He bit his lip stubbornly and turned his head to stare at one of the bathroom walls rather than Youngwoon's face. The other wasn't too happy with this. Youngwoon grabbed Jungsu's face with both hands and turned it towards his own. He searched Jungsu's eyes but couldn't find anything except for shock and confusion. His brother was always careful in guarding his emotions from everyone.
Youngwoon really couldn't take it anymore.
Mostly upon instinct, he slowly closed the gap in between the two and pressed his unsure lips against his brother's. He moved his lips slowly and enticingly, his hands stroking the smooth skin of Jungsu's face before tangling softly in his golden tresses. His tongue darted out and began to trace along the contours of Jungsu's full, plush lips before parting between them and slipping inside his brother's moist, hot cavern.
Jungsu remained still as Youngwoon encouraged his tongue to wrestle with his own. His eyes slowly began to flutter shut as his brother's strong embraced warmed him. He didn't know what it was, but he felt secure with Youngwoon - he felt right. As one of Youngwoon's hands began to slide down Jungsu's body and beneath the fabric of his t-shirt, Jungsu let a breathy moan slip from his lips.
As soon as Jungsu realized this fact, he froze.
He quickly attempted to push Youngwoon away from him and felt disgusted with himself. Jungsu, this is your brother! Yet, with weakened strength from the kissing, he was still no match for Youngwoon. The other had his body pressed so tightly to the wall that all his struggling did was rub softly against Youngwoon's body.
There was only one other option.
Jungsu bit down hard on Youngwoon's tongue - making the other gasp loudly in pain and turn his body away from Jungsu. The older quickly darted from the room and left the younger inside the bathroom with a bloody tongue.
Youngwoon growled in annoyance as he heard students chattering down the hallway. Classes had started, or were about to begin, and Youngwoon wouldn't be able to see Jungsu until they were home again. He pounded his fist against the wall of the bathroom before making his way to his English Literature class.
He was such an idiot, sometimes. He didn't know what came over him - normally he could restrain his desires easily. Maybe it was the frustration that had built up over the last few days and the fact that Jungsu wouldn't tell him what was bothering him. Regardless, he'd have to apologize to Jungsu.
At least he'd have time to think carefully about what he'd done.
- - End, Part IV
Rating: PG-13 [explicit themes]
Fandom: Super Junior
Pairing: KangTeuk [INCEST warning]
Summary: Youngwoon didn't realize it was wrong to love his brother so much…When he did, he was in too deep to stop…
Genre: Romance/Angst/eventual!Smut
Disclaimer: If I owned Super Junior, they would all be my sex slaves SEX SLAVES. <3 Teukie and I would also be married and we would have beautiful angelchildz. <33 ;D
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By the end of the week, Youngwoon was feeling much better; physically, that is. For some reason, Jungsu had been avoiding him both in the school hallways and at home. When Youngwoon happened to enter their room while his brother was inside, or the reverse, the older always found some sort of excuse to leave the room and preoccupy himself with a difficult task where he wouldn't be seen for hours. Quite frankly, his behavior was getting on Youngwoon's last nerve.
When Youngwoon woke up on Friday morning he knew that he had to put an end to the madness and confront his brother once and for all. However, according to his mother, Jungsu had already left for the university before Youngwoon had even gotten up - apparently needing extra time to 'study' before a major test that day.
Youngwoon grumbled angrily to himself the entire ride to school. Jungsu was blatantly ignoring him, yes. But why? Was it something he did? Did he say something that made the other feel the need to avoid him? Youngwoon ground his teeth in frustration. He hated when Jungsu sulked. It took days for Youngwoon to breach past the fakes smiles and assurances of 'I'm alright' to find out what was really wrong. This time, however, it had been much longer than normal.
Parking his car, Youngwoon glanced at the time. It's still early enough that not too many people will be inside. He shuffled out of the vehicle and clambered through the large doors of the university before sharply turning left and climbing up the stairs. Jungsu would be in the library, no doubt - it was his favorite place to relax and study in peace and quiet.
As soon as he stepped close to the doorway of the school library, Youngwoon spotted a familiar blond ponytail sprouting from a book. He laughed softly at the visual and made his way to his brother's side, sneaking up behind him before yanking on the clump of hair sticking out of his head.
"Yah! Who--"
Jungsu froze as he turned around and found himself staring into Youngwoon's deep, chocolate eyes. His body started to quiver and shake from both excitement and panic. Mostly panic.
I…He shouldn't be here. I have to go.
Jungsu immediately stood from his seat and ignored the pleasant throbbing from the area close to his heart. His gaze met the floor - unable to look at Youngwoon's eyes as he mumbled.
"My… Organic Chemistry teacher…wants to talk with me before class…I need to leave…bye."
Youngwoon couldn't believe it. Here he was, trying to be a good brother and understand his faults, but Jungsu kept running away from him and avoiding his attempts. Before he could reach out and grab Jungsu's arm by the wrist, the other had already left the library. Youngwoon cursed rather loudly - obtaining looks of disapproval from the two library assistants behind the counter. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and made his way to one of the women in order to ask where the Organic Chemistry teacher's room was. Good thing it was a small university, otherwise there'd be the potential of more than one teacher and searching for hours. Youngwoon, luckily, bribed the information out of the woman with some sugar-coated words and a vague promise that he'd be back to the library to visit again.
Youngwoon ran down the stairs he'd come up earlier and took a right from the main entrance - finding himself in the science wing. PS193…PS193…Here it is! Youngwoon entered the room with a confident smile on his face. He'd find Jungsu here and corner him, that's for sure.
When he walked inside the doorway, Youngwoon saw the teacher sitting at his desk, checking his e-mails. No one else. He did, however, see Jungsu's messenger bag placed atop of a desk towards the front. At least he was here… Youngwoon confronted the teacher and, rather rudely, began to question his teaching ability.
"Hey, you, teacher! Why do you always give out so much homework and tests? My brother can't even have a social life anymore! All he does is study! He won't even talk to me about anything and we used to be so close!"
By the end of his ranting, Youngwoon's hands were balled into fists at his side and his eyebrows seemed permanently creased into an angry expression. His fear-inspiring appearance was met with a blank, confused look from the teacher. The other cleared his throat and attempted to regain his composure as he responded clearly and strictly to Youngwoon's outburst.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know who you think you are. I don't know who your brother is, but I can assure you that I don't give out a lot of homework during the weekdays. Also, we haven't had a major test in a week. Our next one won't even be until Wednesday of next week. I suggest you get your facts straight before you come barging into my classroom and assaulting me, understood?"
Youngwoon was seething with anger. His anger, however, was directed at Jungsu and himself. Jungsu had lied to him about having so much work and studying to do. He was mad at himself for believing his words.
Just as Youngwoon was about to break the glaring competition between the teacher and himself in order to apologize, Jungsu entered the room. He froze by his desk - grabbing onto the strap of his bag as Youngwoon stood rooted to the ground, staring at the floor. Jungsu trembled and tried to restrain the tears threatening to fall out of his eyes again.
"Youngwoon," he mumbled softly. "What are you doing here?"
The teacher looked confused for a moment before blinking exaggeratedly and clicking his tongue.
"Well, I'll be… Your brother is the model student Jungsu? I never would've guessed it…"
After the teacher's musing, Youngwoon finally turned to meet Jungsu's gaze and immediately noticed his brother's red, swollen eyes. He gaped in shock for a few brief moments before quickly grabbing his brother's arm and yanking him outside. Jungsu protested and whined, trying to escape the situation. But, he knew his strength was no match for Youngwoon's. Youngwoon had easily dragged the pair into the nearest bathroom - where, coincidentally, Jungsu happened to be before he returned to the classroom and found Youngwoon.
Youngwoon pressed Jungsu's body harshly against the wall, barely resisting the strong urge to yell at him in frustration.
"Why have you avoided me these last few days and why do you keep lying to me? Do you not trust your own brother?"
Youngwoon's eyes displayed a deep hurt which his frown only pronounced. Jungsu, on the other hand, felt tears welling up in his eyes again. He couldn't tell Youngwoon why, he just couldn't. He bit his lip stubbornly and turned his head to stare at one of the bathroom walls rather than Youngwoon's face. The other wasn't too happy with this. Youngwoon grabbed Jungsu's face with both hands and turned it towards his own. He searched Jungsu's eyes but couldn't find anything except for shock and confusion. His brother was always careful in guarding his emotions from everyone.
Youngwoon really couldn't take it anymore.
Mostly upon instinct, he slowly closed the gap in between the two and pressed his unsure lips against his brother's. He moved his lips slowly and enticingly, his hands stroking the smooth skin of Jungsu's face before tangling softly in his golden tresses. His tongue darted out and began to trace along the contours of Jungsu's full, plush lips before parting between them and slipping inside his brother's moist, hot cavern.
Jungsu remained still as Youngwoon encouraged his tongue to wrestle with his own. His eyes slowly began to flutter shut as his brother's strong embraced warmed him. He didn't know what it was, but he felt secure with Youngwoon - he felt right. As one of Youngwoon's hands began to slide down Jungsu's body and beneath the fabric of his t-shirt, Jungsu let a breathy moan slip from his lips.
As soon as Jungsu realized this fact, he froze.
He quickly attempted to push Youngwoon away from him and felt disgusted with himself. Jungsu, this is your brother! Yet, with weakened strength from the kissing, he was still no match for Youngwoon. The other had his body pressed so tightly to the wall that all his struggling did was rub softly against Youngwoon's body.
There was only one other option.
Jungsu bit down hard on Youngwoon's tongue - making the other gasp loudly in pain and turn his body away from Jungsu. The older quickly darted from the room and left the younger inside the bathroom with a bloody tongue.
Youngwoon growled in annoyance as he heard students chattering down the hallway. Classes had started, or were about to begin, and Youngwoon wouldn't be able to see Jungsu until they were home again. He pounded his fist against the wall of the bathroom before making his way to his English Literature class.
He was such an idiot, sometimes. He didn't know what came over him - normally he could restrain his desires easily. Maybe it was the frustration that had built up over the last few days and the fact that Jungsu wouldn't tell him what was bothering him. Regardless, he'd have to apologize to Jungsu.
At least he'd have time to think carefully about what he'd done.
- - End, Part IV