Unlock Arc II - Chapter Eighteen
Title: Unlock Arc II
Authors:
renichifreak and
yeonah
Chapter: 18/?
Fandom: SS501, cameos by KARA, U-KISS, Super Junior and BEAST
Pairings: KyuSaeng, HyunMin, SooBum (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng and HyunJoong are played by
renichifreak and KyuJong and JungMin are played by me.
Bowing her head a bit more in shame, YoungSaeng's mother finally managed to look up at the couple. "It has been a long time since we last spoke," she mused before sighing. "I know that it's a lot to ask, but have you seen my son?" she asked, voice and stance almost meek.
Hearing the name and the voice that responded, YoungSaeng froze. He tightened his hold on KyuJong as a small sound came out. What was his mother doing here?
Eyes widening, KyuJong wrapped both arms around his boyfriend, holding him close. "Do you want to go back to the hideout?" he whispered into YoungSaeng's ear, ready to take him there the second he said yes. This was a bit much.
KyuJong's mother didn't miss a beat. "No, we haven't," she replied smoothly, looking at the other woman. "Your husband isn't with you today?" She knew her own husband was watching out for the man, looking forward to kicking him off the property again if he had the gall to show up.
An odd look passed through the woman's eyes at the question. "My husband hasn't been with me for almost two years now," she finally responded. "Not since I found out what he did to our son."
YoungSaeng was about to say yes when he heard what his mother had said, effectively making him close his mouth. She didn't know?
KyuJong's mother blinked, then frowned lightly. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Please explain?" It wasn't clear if she knew YoungSaeng and KyuJong were there still, listening, or thought they'd already gone back to the hideout.
"I had no idea that his father had turned him in to those people. He told me that YoungSaeng wanted nothing to do with us, and after the last time I saw him, I wasn't surprised in the least," she replied with a sad smile.
The other woman watched her face, expression polite and giving nothing away. Her husband tapped her arm lightly to let her know he'd found no traces of anyone else in the area; she was here alone.
"Why did you come here then, Heo sshi?" KyuJong's mother asked. "If you are aware he was taken away by the hunters."
Looking at the woman, YoungSaeng's mother hesitated before speaking. "I've looked everywhere for him, but never found him. I wanted to come here, but I didn't think he would be here, or if he and your son were still together," she answered truthfully. A moment later, she lifted her arm and handed the papers to the woman. "And then a family friend sent me this."
Taking the papers, the other woman looked over them, brows furrowing slightly. These were copies of YoungSaeng's released records from when he'd been captured...all of it.
She was silent for a moment, before looking up at YoungSaeng's mother again and holding the papers back out to her with a polite smile. "I'm sorry, I do not know where he is right now...but if I could take down your phone number, I could contact you if I hear of any news."
With a nod of her head, the woman reached into her pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper. She looked down at it before handing it to her. "I think I included every possible way to reach me. Have a good evening, Kim sshi, and forgive me for interrupting," the woman said, bowing deeply again before turning to leave.
Listening to all this from upstairs, KyuJong turned back to YoungSaeng, eyes worried. "You okay Saeng?" he whispered, running his hand along the older man's arm.
YoungSaeng was barely listening, all too focused on the door closing. Snapping out of his shock, He suddenly pushed the door open and ran down the stairs. Once down, he rushed past KyuJong's parents and stopped at the window, watching the woman get into the car and drive away.
Tears sprung to his eyes as she left. Wiping them away, YoungSaeng found himself hugging the closest person to him which happened to be KyuJong's father.
"Did she really not know?" he asked, voice cracking slightly. While he would forever resent his father for putting him in the hands of the hunters, he had desperately missed his mother.
KyuJong's father blinked in surprise before wrapping his arms around the young man, looking to KyuJong who had ran down after his boyfriend. "It doesn't look like she did," he murmured, sighing as he held his son-in-law.
"She was telling the truth," KyuJong's mother said softly, stepping to their side and running her fingers through YoungSaeng's hair while keeping her own son close, KyuJong alarmed by the sudden reaction. "What are you thinking, Saeng dear?"
Relaxing into the hold, it took a minute for YoungSaeng to calm down completely before turning his head to the side to look at the woman, sniffling a couple times. "Really?" he asked before pausing to think. "Dunno yet..."
"Take your time thinking about it," she smiled at him, kissing his forehead. "We have her number if you ever want to try talking to her. Why don't you go sit down sweetie?"
YoungSaeng nodded his head but didn't move, remembering just how comforting KyuJong's father could be. While he was imposing, it was impossible not to feel safe. After another minute, he pulled away and wiped his eyes, smiling at the man before letting the woman lead him to the couch to sit down.
"Can we please go one day without something happening to make me cry?" he asked, letting out a watery chuckle.
"We will one day sweetie," she smiled sadly at him, tucking his hair behind his ear. KyuJong sat down beside his boyfriend, one hand on his shoulder lightly.
Turning back to KyuJong, YoungSaeng smiled lightly before leaning over and resting his head on his shoulder before turning toward the couple. "Thanks for not saying anything. I don't know what I would've said to her..."
"We wouldn't give you away without your permission, dear," KyuJong's mother smiled softly at him. Leaning over, she kissed his forehead lightly. "I'm going to go finish making lunch, it will be done soon." She ran her fingers through his hair before stepping away, taking her husband's hand and bringing him into the kitchen.
"You okay Saengie?" KyuJong whispered, rubbing his back in slow circles.
YoungSaeng smiled slightly as the couple walked into the kitchen, leaning into his boyfriend's touch. "A bit freaked out," he admitted quietly. "That was definitely not something I was expecting."
Shaking his head, KyuJong kept YoungSaeng close. "Does it make any difference, knowing she didn't know what happened?" he asked softly.
Thinking on KyuJong's question, YoungSaeng was silent. "...a little," he confessed. "I mean, I'm glad that she didn't throw me to the wolves like my dad did, but two years..."
KyuJong hugged YoungSaeng close. "Sleep on it," he murmured, kissing him lightly. "We have her number if you want to reach her...and if you don't, you know you have a family here."
Returning the kiss, YoungSaeng rested his forehead against KyuJong's, one hand moving to rest lightly against the other's cheek. "You have no idea how much that means to me, Kyu," he whispered, meaning every word. He had no idea how he would have gotten through anything without the support they'd all shown him. "I love you so so much..."
The time traveler's gaze softened. "I love you too Saeng," he whispered in return, touching noses lightly and sharing soft kisses. "No matter what happens, we can get through it together, okay?"
YoungSaeng nodded his head slightly. "'kay," he murmured in return. He didn't want to move, closing his eyes and relaxing against his boyfriend.
Smiling softly, KyuJong shifted slightly so he could hold YoungSaeng closer.
They just stayed like that for a few minutes, before KyuJong's mother reappeared at the entrance to the kitchen. "Lunch is ready."
Hearing the woman's voice, YoungSaeng sighed lightly before puling back, though not without another light kiss. Smiling at the woman, YoungSaeng slowly got to his feet. Padding over to her, he found himself wrapping his arms around her, whispering a small thanks before pulling away and returning to KyuJong's side.
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"...What's that racket, do you think?" KyuJong chuckled, arms loosely around YoungSaeng's waist and trying to fall back asleep.
They'd been woken up a few days later by what sounded like World War Three erupting in the hallways. Last time it had been this loud, there had been a paint fight. Quite frankly, he didn't feel like opening up the door to see what they had managed to explode this time.
YoungSaeng grumbled, burying himself both against his boyfriend and beneath the covers. "Dunno, dun' care..." he muttered. "I'm not risking getting hit with paint again. Took me two days to get the pink out of my hair..."
KyuJong chuckled, kissing YoungSaeng's forehead. "I think we'd all be killed if it was the paint again. At least the walls haven't come down yet." It was getting to be quite loud though, they must have been the only ones still sleeping.
There was a bang as someone collided with their door, and then yelling and laughter as a gang of people ran by.
Yelping and jumping when someone or thing collided with their door, YoungSaeng stared at the door and then KyuJong before he climbed out of bed and walked over to the door. Hesitating, he slowly opened it and peeked out.
Getting up as well, KyuJong joined YoungSaeng at the door, looking out over him. It looked normal enough, aside from the large amount of kids running around yelling.
Watching them, KyuJong's lips curled into a smile. "...Is that freeze tag?" It looked like it, except powers seemed to be involved. The speedster kid blasted by them, only to wipe out epically on black ice someone had booby-trapped half the hallway with. The 'frozen' kids were yelling at their friends to come free them. DongHae ran by on the ceiling, unfreezing as many of the kids as he could before one of the taggers jumped up high enough to drag him down with a yelp, the two ending up in a pile of limbs on the floor.
YoungSaeng couldn't help but snicker as he watch the 'war' go on in the thankfully wide hallways. "God, I wish Min was able to keep up with them. This would be right up his alley."
The redhead had been making steady improvements as he'd seen, but he wasn't sure if a game of freeze tag would be good for him quite yet.
KyuJong laughed quietly as he nodded, then blinked. "Isn't that JungMin over there?" he pointed.
The redhead was crouching down in one of the doorways, wobbling as he tried to keep himself steady. When someone ran by, yelling as she was chased by a tagger, he let her pass before sticking out one leg. The tagger went down with a yelp, skidding away on black ice.
Watching JungMin, YoungSaeng had to slap both hands over his mouth to stop the laugh from bursting out. Of course JungMin would cause problems for the tagger even if he could barely keep balance half the time.
Standing up and making his getaway, JungMin brightened as he saw them peeking and made his way over. KyuJong noticed he was having less trouble walking than before. "Hey, why are you guys hiding," he grinned as he reached the door. "Come out!"
"I would rather not break a limb, Min ah, but thanks for the offer," YoungSaeng chuckled. While he had been slowly getting better with contact, the amount in the game they were playing was still a bit of a ways off. "So tell me. How many times have you faceplanted before you decided to be a human speedbump?" he teased lightly.
"..." JungMin pouted. "I'm not telling, you bully."
"Where's HyunJoong?" KyuJong asked, amused.
"No idea, either RyeoWook cornered him or he's hiding out from the chaos somewhere," JungMin chuckled.
"Is he back to not sleeping again?" YoungSaeng asked. That was usually the reason the young healer lectured their leader, which was amusing in and of itself.
"Probably worried someone's going to bring the ceiling dow-shit!" JungMin had spotted someone coming for him out of the corner of his eyes, and bolted instinctively.
KyuJong stared as JungMin made it five doors down, running, before his legs tangled and he went down with a yelp.
YoungSaeng blinked when JungMin ran down the hall before faceplanting with a yelp. "Well he's getting further before doing that now..." he finally said, looking back at KyuJong before shaking his head in amusement.
"Much farther, and running to boot," KyuJong grinned widely. He wished HyunJoong had been here to see that one. JungMin quickly scrambled to his feet, but wasn't fast enough and was tagged. He pouted, 'frozen' in place.
"Want to run and unfreeze the poor guy?" KyuJong chuckled, kissing YoungSaeng's cheek. "And then hurry back here before you're frozen too."
"I'm half tempted to leave him there," YoungSaeng said before peeking out to see no one paying him any mind. Shooting a smile back at KyuJong, YoungSaeng snuck out of the room and toward JungMin.
Once he reached him, he unfreezed him and with a smile, turned and ran back into his and KyuJong's room, unable to stop the laugh from coming out. "He's lucky I like him so much."
"He is," KyuJong laughed in response, seeing JungMin take off again happily. "He's going to be frozen again in five seconds, but he can't say you didn't help." He pulled YoungSaeng back inside and closed the door quickly, still laughing.
Laughing along with him, YoungSaeng walked over to the bed and dropped down, crossing his legs and leaning back. Lifting a hand, YoungSaeng waved KyuJong over, not wanting to leave the room again. He was more than content enough to remain in their room for a while longer.
Smiling, KyuJong walked over to the bed and sat down next to YoungSaeng, leaning over to kiss him softly. "Hope you didn't have any plans for the morning, I don't think it's safe to go anywhere for a few hours," he chuckled.
Smiling, YoungSaeng returned the soft kiss, sighing happily. The practice he had been doing both with KyuJong and JungMin had been helping immensely, though to outsiders, he was still a bit uncomfortable around others.
Lingering against the older man's mouth, KyuJong pulled back slightly after a moment, smiling gently at his boyfriend. "What did you want to do today, Saeng?" he asked, one arm going around his boyfriend's waist.
Smiling back, YoungSaeng dropped back, pulling KyuJong down beside him as he relaxed in the embrace. It was getting easier to smile and KyuJong no longer had to strain to hear him, even around others. He was still afraid to try singing, though. "Relax," YoungSaeng said with a lazy grin. "Maybe go to the practice room or something later. I think KiBum ah said something about helping him with his ability."
KyuJong smiled brightly, resting their foreheads together. "Sounds cool. You have pretty similar abilities, so that would be helpful to you both." He was proud of his boyfriend and of every step forward YoungSaeng made, never failing to show the older man that.
"Well, I had a lot of time to get to know my own ability in there," YoungSaeng responded, voice quieting a bit. It wasn't quite as hard to talk about as it had been, but that only held true with KyuJong and JungMin, though occasionally he would speak to some of the other former patients.
Smile saddening a little, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng again softly. "He'll be happy for the help," he murmured, running his hand slowly along YoungSaeng's back. He still didn't know what to say at times, unable to fully understand everything YoungSaeng had been through.
"I think he's afraid to have his powers unlocked," YoungSaeng said, relaxing in his boyfriend's arms. "His power differs from mine in the sense that while channeling spirits, he forms an emotional bond during that time. I told him about my side effect and I think he might be afraid of it happening to him, though I'm positive it won't."
"It would be good to talk to him about it then," KyuJong nodded a little. "Before he worries himself too much about it." Everyone had different side effects. "He's a smart kid though, he won't let it hold him back for long."
"Are any of the new kids empaths? Because we might want to warn that person just in case he or she's nearby when KiBum's channelling," YoungSaeng said. "And KiBum's a good kid. Besides, SooHyun and Joonie will make sure he's okay."
"I think the empath moved to a different cell, so it should be fine," KyuJong smiled. "And they will for sure. Everyone will." He reached up and cupped YoungSaeng's cheek, stroking his thumb against the soft skin slowly.
YoungSaeng tilted his head into the hand resting on his cheek, sighing happily and closing his eyes. It felt nice to just be able to relax with KyuJong. Reaching up, he rested his own hand over KyuJong's, small smile on his face.
Smiling in return, KyuJong just looked at YoungSaeng for a long moment, taking in his boyfriend's expression and features. He leaned in a little, lips brushing against YoungSaeng's in a soft question.
Eyes opening slightly at the light kiss, YoungSaeng sighed before closing them again, returning the kiss slowly. Kissing his boyfriend was something that always managed to relax him, the feel of KyuJong's lips as familiar to him as breathing.
KyuJong smiled a little before kissing YoungSaeng properly, hand still supporting the other man's face as their mouths moved slowly. The war raging in the hallways was all but forgotten, the noise completely ignored.
It was moments like this that YoungSaeng cherished the most. When they were together, nothing else seemed to exist but the two of them and the powerful emotions that filled the room. Melting into the kiss, YoungSaeng's free hand lifted to rest on KyuJong's shoulder, soaking in the contact.
The light contact encouraged the time traveler, shifting a little closer and free hand finding YoungSaeng's waist again. After several soft kisses and breaking away to breathe, KyuJong slowly shifted to deepen the kiss, lips parting questioningly.
YoungSaeng released a quiet sigh against KyuJong's lips before responding slowly to the silent request, parting his lips as well. He continued to focus on the calming feeling that washed over him whenever in his boyfriend's presence.
Moving slowly to let YoungSaeng get used to the deepened kiss, KyuJong tilted his head to the side. His tongue found the other man's, coaxing it gently into an easy dance.
YoungSaeng found himself responding slowly, still getting used to being so intimate, even though two years ago, he wouldn't have thought twice.
After another long kiss, KyuJong pulled back to breathe again, lips millimeters away from YoungSaeng's. "Feeling okay?" he whispered, checking to make sure his boyfriend was still fine.
When KyuJong pulled away, YoungSaeng took a breath, eyes still closed and breath bathing KyuJong's lips. "'m fine," he murmured before opening his eyes and pulling back enough to look at KyuJong. "I'm just still getting used to it again," he replied, small smile of reassurance on his lips.
Smiling softly in return, KyuJong nodded. "No rush," he murmured, thumb stroking YoungSaeng's cheek lightly in return. He would never do anything YoungSaeng was uncomfortable with, waiting for him to get used to being close again.
YoungSaeng just looked at KyuJong for a moment before the smile grew. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" he asked quietly, leaning into the gentle touch.
KyuJong flushed a little, touching their noses lightly together as he smiled. "I should be saying that," he chuckled, sharing another soft kiss before pulling back to rest their forehead's together lightly.
"Guess we're both lucky them," YoungSaeng replied. "Thanks to you, I have a family and friends who actually care...."
"And thanks to you I have a reason to keep going," KyuJong smiled, nuzzling closer and closing his eyes. He could lie here all day with his boyfriend.
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HyunJoong had only just left the infirmary after receiving yet another lecture about overworking himself(which he wasn't for once only to get lectured anyway) and blinked when he saw JungMin on the ground, indian style and pouting while the others ran around trying to tag each other. He had to admit that he was more than a little surprised to see JungMin in the middle of the large scale freeze tag game. While the redhead had improved by hypothetical leaps and bounds, HyunJoong didn't think he was able to run around.
Though the fact that he was frozen seemed to prove that he still had a bit to go.
Snickering, HyunJoong avoided the speed demon and tried not to step on the tiny kitten before crouching down in front of JungMin. "Having fun, Min?"
JungMin continued to sulk, arms folded across his chest as he looked up at HyunJoong sadly. "I'm frozen," he whined. "I can't move."
Though quite frankly, he was probably reaching the end of his mobility anyways. But he decided when that was, not someone who could run faster than him!
Smiling and biting back the laugh that was threatening to burst out, HyunJoong reached out and tagged him before standing and holding his hands out for him to take. "How long have you been playing? And how many times have you been tagged?"
"Nearly an hour. And I think I'm up to fifteen," JungMin pouted as he took the offered hands and stood up, nearly pitching onto his face. "Woah, I'm okay!" He pinwheeled one arm to stay up. "I was doing good until I hit the ice over there," he pointed.
Looking over, HyunJoong had to sigh. "You're okay, right? While I really don't mind that you guys are having so much fun, the ice might be a bit much." He was just worried that someone might get badly hurt, and even with their healers, that didn't stop them from being in pain if they broke something.
"I'm fine, I was tagged right after so I had some downtime to recuperate," JungMin chuckled. "The most that's happened is people slide into the wall and get a headache."
He dragged his arms around HyunJoong's shoulders, leaning against his boyfriend happily. "This is fun, I missed this."
Wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist, HyunJoong dropped a couple kisses to JungMin's neck. "I'm glad you had fun, Min. You definitely deserve it after all the hard work you put into getting to this point."
Eyes fluttering at the kisses, JungMin grinned a little. "It wasn't as fun with you missing though, where did you go?" He ran his fingers through HyunJoong's hair.
HyunJoong had to laugh. "Wookie yelled at me for overworking myself, which is amusing since I haven't been for once." he explained.
"He needs to lighten up a little, I've been making sure you don't overwork," JungMin grinned cheekily. "Because if you don't, you get to sleep by yourself that night, right~?"
Grin turning mischievous, HyunJoong let his hands wander down. "Cant have that, now can we?" he asked, leaning forward to kiss the redhead in his arms.
JungMin's moan was muffled by HyunJoong's lips, and he chuckled before kissing the older man back, eyes closing. "I think I'm done playing for now," he mused, twining his fingers into HyunJoong's hair.
Not caring that they were in the middle of the hallway with the others around, HyunJoong kissed him again before pulling away. "Where to? Might I suggest my room before all these people see a lot more than we want them to?" he murmured, grinning slyly.
"Suggestion accepted, I want to keep my eye candy all to myself," JungMin grinned widely in return, hand running down HyunJoong's chest before he pulled back slightly to try walking back on his own.
Sticking close, HyunJoong kept an arm loosely around JungMin, though not tight enough to stop him from walking on his own. It didn't take long at all before they reached HyunJoong's room, HyunJoong opening the door and bowing deeply. "After you."
Chuckling, JungMin headed inside and went to the bed, turning around and fully intending to make himself look as seductive as possible. That failed when his legs promptly gave out and he sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, blinking. "....I meant to do that," he turned red.
HyunJoong closed the door and walked over to the bed, grinning widely before resting a hand against JungMin's chest, lightly pressing him back against the mattress. "You know, you look hot enough just sitting there," HyunJoong reassured as he climbed onto the bed as well, stretching out over his lover and bringing their lips together, deepening the kiss right away.
JungMin happily accepted the deepened kiss, lips parting as he wrapped his arms around HyunJoong and curled his fingers into the material of the older man's shirt. Replying to that could wait. Tongue pressing against HyunJoong's, JungMin arched up against his boyfriend.
Moaning softly into the kiss, HyunJoong used one arm for balance as the other hand slowly slipped beneath JungMin's shirt, fingers running lightly over the redhead's stomach and chest teasingly.
A low noise escaped JungMin as he pressed up against HyunJoong, his own hand sliding under HyunJoong's shirt to press fingers against the man's back. Bending one knee, he pressed it up between HyunJoong's own legs to get him back for the teasing.
HyunJoong's breath caught in a sharp gasp as he felt JungMin's knee press against him. Deciding to hell with teasing, HyunJoong shifted enough to slip both hands under JungMin's shirt, sliding the offending clothing up with them. Once it was gone and tossed somewhere on the floor, HyunJoong immediately moved to attack the redhead's chest, lips finding sensitive areas as his hands ran over his sides.
No matter what, he could never get enough of the addicting flavor of the redhead beneath him.
Gasping at the sudden attack, JungMin's head fell back against the bed, lips parting as he breathed unevenly. Nails running along HyunJoong's back, he found the edge of the older man's shirt and pulled at it, determined to get the material off. When HyunJoong didn't cooperate, the redhead pressed up with his knee again to get his attention.
Not liking the idea of parting from JungMin's body long enough to get his shirt off, he was given no choice when the redhead pressed his knee into him once again, pulling a loud moan from his lips. Pulling away, HyunJoong practically ripped the shirt off and dropped it onto the ground before returning for more. His mouth immediately latched on to one of JungMin's nipples, tongue wrapping around the flesh while his hand attended to the other. Revenge for driving him mad, he told himself.
A cry tore from JungMin's lips, panting a little as he twined one hand into HyunJoong's hair. "Tease," he got out, arching up against the other man's mouth. The fingers of his free hand slipped around HyunJoong's waist to fumble with his zipper.
Shifting his hips enough to give JungMin room to work, HyunJoong switched his attentions, his own free hand slipping down to unfasten JungMin's pants. He didn't know what it was, but he needed the redhead, and he had very little patience, which was unusual when he wasn't with JungMin.
Panting, JungMin wiggled to get his own pants off. Getting HyunJoong's down at the same time, he looked down at the older man, still attached to his chest. Head falling back again, the redhead rolled his hips upwards.
HyunJoong let out a low groan when JungMin rolled his hips against his own, drawing a powerful reaction from his body. Returning to his boyfriend's lips, HyunJoong pressed against JungMin, bringing his hands down the waist of the younger boy's boxers, slowly sliding them down his long legs. "Min..." he murmured against JungMin's lips as he shoved the last of his clothing to the side as well, cursing quietly when their bodies came into contact.
Moaning lowly, JungMin breathed unevenly as he looked up at HyunJoong above him. He smiled widely, running one leg experimentally along the older man's and shuddering. He whispered his boyfriend's name in return, wrapping his arms more securely around HyunJoong's shoulders and kissing him deeply.
HyunJoong would never get over how well they moved together, as if made for each other. It was only when the two lay, tired yet sated, in each others' arms, that HyunJoong was able to fully relax, fingers tracing nonsensical patterns against JungMin's heated skin. "Not sure what you do to make me lose all reason," he murmured, pressing a long kiss against JungMin's lips before resting their foreheads together.
"Who needs reason anyways," JungMin chuckled, breath still evening out. They hadn't needed to go as carefully as that first time, JungMin's condition much more stable, and it had left his mind happily blank. Burrowing himself against his boyfriend and half-trying to tug the bed sheet over them, JungMin closed his eyes. "If someone had told me three years ago I'd be sleeping with an extremely hot guy a little further down the road, I'd have said they were crazier than me," he chuckled.
"Reason's overrated anyway," HyunJoong said, chuckling as he watched JungMin try unsuccessfully to get the bedsheet over them, playfully batting his hands away as he did it. Bringing one hand up to run lightly through JungMin's hair, he smiled softly. "You gave me one hell of a first impression, Min. I mean, you practically propositioned me in that cafeteria," he said, amusement in his voice.
"That's right, I called dibs first," JungMin laughed, eyes bright as he leaned a little into the hand in his hair. "I couldn't help it, you set yourself up with the awkward phrasing and everything."
"Discression is a good trait to learn, though," HyunJoonh pointed out before pulling JungMin into a kiss. "Though I wouldn't want you any other way, I suppose," he murmured against his lips.
Chuckling, JungMin kissed him back. "I wouldn't be as much fun if I was discreet, now would I?" He deepened the kiss for a moment, tongue flicking teasingly against HyunJoong's upper lip, before pulling back with a small smirk.
Moaning lightly as JungMin's action, HyunJoong grinned back when the redhead pulled away. "Gotta say, though. I made out like a bandit landing myself such a hot boyfriend."
"I guess we both got lucky then," JungMin mused, playing with strands of HyunJoong's hair. More than lucky in his case. Kissing him again, he burrowed his nose against HyunJoong's neck and closed his eyes, whispering "I love you."
Hearing the whispered sentiment, HyunJoong's eyes closed, happy smile playing at his lips. "I love you, too," he murmured, tightening his hold on JungMin as he tipped his head forward, placing a kiss to the top of his head before settling in, falling asleep soon after.
Authors:
renichifreak and
yeonah
Chapter: 18/?
Fandom: SS501, cameos by KARA, U-KISS, Super Junior and BEAST
Pairings: KyuSaeng, HyunMin, SooBum (may be other pairings in the future)
Rating: PG-16
Warning: Angst, AU, Fluff
Summary: Not everything is as it seems, and for those who are as far from normal as you can get, life is a bleak existence. The only ones who can truly understand what these individuals go through are those...just like them.
A/N: YoungSaeng and HyunJoong are played by
renichifreak and KyuJong and JungMin are played by me.
Bowing her head a bit more in shame, YoungSaeng's mother finally managed to look up at the couple. "It has been a long time since we last spoke," she mused before sighing. "I know that it's a lot to ask, but have you seen my son?" she asked, voice and stance almost meek.
Hearing the name and the voice that responded, YoungSaeng froze. He tightened his hold on KyuJong as a small sound came out. What was his mother doing here?
Eyes widening, KyuJong wrapped both arms around his boyfriend, holding him close. "Do you want to go back to the hideout?" he whispered into YoungSaeng's ear, ready to take him there the second he said yes. This was a bit much.
KyuJong's mother didn't miss a beat. "No, we haven't," she replied smoothly, looking at the other woman. "Your husband isn't with you today?" She knew her own husband was watching out for the man, looking forward to kicking him off the property again if he had the gall to show up.
An odd look passed through the woman's eyes at the question. "My husband hasn't been with me for almost two years now," she finally responded. "Not since I found out what he did to our son."
YoungSaeng was about to say yes when he heard what his mother had said, effectively making him close his mouth. She didn't know?
KyuJong's mother blinked, then frowned lightly. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Please explain?" It wasn't clear if she knew YoungSaeng and KyuJong were there still, listening, or thought they'd already gone back to the hideout.
"I had no idea that his father had turned him in to those people. He told me that YoungSaeng wanted nothing to do with us, and after the last time I saw him, I wasn't surprised in the least," she replied with a sad smile.
The other woman watched her face, expression polite and giving nothing away. Her husband tapped her arm lightly to let her know he'd found no traces of anyone else in the area; she was here alone.
"Why did you come here then, Heo sshi?" KyuJong's mother asked. "If you are aware he was taken away by the hunters."
Looking at the woman, YoungSaeng's mother hesitated before speaking. "I've looked everywhere for him, but never found him. I wanted to come here, but I didn't think he would be here, or if he and your son were still together," she answered truthfully. A moment later, she lifted her arm and handed the papers to the woman. "And then a family friend sent me this."
Taking the papers, the other woman looked over them, brows furrowing slightly. These were copies of YoungSaeng's released records from when he'd been captured...all of it.
She was silent for a moment, before looking up at YoungSaeng's mother again and holding the papers back out to her with a polite smile. "I'm sorry, I do not know where he is right now...but if I could take down your phone number, I could contact you if I hear of any news."
With a nod of her head, the woman reached into her pocket and pulled out a sheet of paper. She looked down at it before handing it to her. "I think I included every possible way to reach me. Have a good evening, Kim sshi, and forgive me for interrupting," the woman said, bowing deeply again before turning to leave.
Listening to all this from upstairs, KyuJong turned back to YoungSaeng, eyes worried. "You okay Saeng?" he whispered, running his hand along the older man's arm.
YoungSaeng was barely listening, all too focused on the door closing. Snapping out of his shock, He suddenly pushed the door open and ran down the stairs. Once down, he rushed past KyuJong's parents and stopped at the window, watching the woman get into the car and drive away.
Tears sprung to his eyes as she left. Wiping them away, YoungSaeng found himself hugging the closest person to him which happened to be KyuJong's father.
"Did she really not know?" he asked, voice cracking slightly. While he would forever resent his father for putting him in the hands of the hunters, he had desperately missed his mother.
KyuJong's father blinked in surprise before wrapping his arms around the young man, looking to KyuJong who had ran down after his boyfriend. "It doesn't look like she did," he murmured, sighing as he held his son-in-law.
"She was telling the truth," KyuJong's mother said softly, stepping to their side and running her fingers through YoungSaeng's hair while keeping her own son close, KyuJong alarmed by the sudden reaction. "What are you thinking, Saeng dear?"
Relaxing into the hold, it took a minute for YoungSaeng to calm down completely before turning his head to the side to look at the woman, sniffling a couple times. "Really?" he asked before pausing to think. "Dunno yet..."
"Take your time thinking about it," she smiled at him, kissing his forehead. "We have her number if you ever want to try talking to her. Why don't you go sit down sweetie?"
YoungSaeng nodded his head but didn't move, remembering just how comforting KyuJong's father could be. While he was imposing, it was impossible not to feel safe. After another minute, he pulled away and wiped his eyes, smiling at the man before letting the woman lead him to the couch to sit down.
"Can we please go one day without something happening to make me cry?" he asked, letting out a watery chuckle.
"We will one day sweetie," she smiled sadly at him, tucking his hair behind his ear. KyuJong sat down beside his boyfriend, one hand on his shoulder lightly.
Turning back to KyuJong, YoungSaeng smiled lightly before leaning over and resting his head on his shoulder before turning toward the couple. "Thanks for not saying anything. I don't know what I would've said to her..."
"We wouldn't give you away without your permission, dear," KyuJong's mother smiled softly at him. Leaning over, she kissed his forehead lightly. "I'm going to go finish making lunch, it will be done soon." She ran her fingers through his hair before stepping away, taking her husband's hand and bringing him into the kitchen.
"You okay Saengie?" KyuJong whispered, rubbing his back in slow circles.
YoungSaeng smiled slightly as the couple walked into the kitchen, leaning into his boyfriend's touch. "A bit freaked out," he admitted quietly. "That was definitely not something I was expecting."
Shaking his head, KyuJong kept YoungSaeng close. "Does it make any difference, knowing she didn't know what happened?" he asked softly.
Thinking on KyuJong's question, YoungSaeng was silent. "...a little," he confessed. "I mean, I'm glad that she didn't throw me to the wolves like my dad did, but two years..."
KyuJong hugged YoungSaeng close. "Sleep on it," he murmured, kissing him lightly. "We have her number if you want to reach her...and if you don't, you know you have a family here."
Returning the kiss, YoungSaeng rested his forehead against KyuJong's, one hand moving to rest lightly against the other's cheek. "You have no idea how much that means to me, Kyu," he whispered, meaning every word. He had no idea how he would have gotten through anything without the support they'd all shown him. "I love you so so much..."
The time traveler's gaze softened. "I love you too Saeng," he whispered in return, touching noses lightly and sharing soft kisses. "No matter what happens, we can get through it together, okay?"
YoungSaeng nodded his head slightly. "'kay," he murmured in return. He didn't want to move, closing his eyes and relaxing against his boyfriend.
Smiling softly, KyuJong shifted slightly so he could hold YoungSaeng closer.
They just stayed like that for a few minutes, before KyuJong's mother reappeared at the entrance to the kitchen. "Lunch is ready."
Hearing the woman's voice, YoungSaeng sighed lightly before puling back, though not without another light kiss. Smiling at the woman, YoungSaeng slowly got to his feet. Padding over to her, he found himself wrapping his arms around her, whispering a small thanks before pulling away and returning to KyuJong's side.
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"...What's that racket, do you think?" KyuJong chuckled, arms loosely around YoungSaeng's waist and trying to fall back asleep.
They'd been woken up a few days later by what sounded like World War Three erupting in the hallways. Last time it had been this loud, there had been a paint fight. Quite frankly, he didn't feel like opening up the door to see what they had managed to explode this time.
YoungSaeng grumbled, burying himself both against his boyfriend and beneath the covers. "Dunno, dun' care..." he muttered. "I'm not risking getting hit with paint again. Took me two days to get the pink out of my hair..."
KyuJong chuckled, kissing YoungSaeng's forehead. "I think we'd all be killed if it was the paint again. At least the walls haven't come down yet." It was getting to be quite loud though, they must have been the only ones still sleeping.
There was a bang as someone collided with their door, and then yelling and laughter as a gang of people ran by.
Yelping and jumping when someone or thing collided with their door, YoungSaeng stared at the door and then KyuJong before he climbed out of bed and walked over to the door. Hesitating, he slowly opened it and peeked out.
Getting up as well, KyuJong joined YoungSaeng at the door, looking out over him. It looked normal enough, aside from the large amount of kids running around yelling.
Watching them, KyuJong's lips curled into a smile. "...Is that freeze tag?" It looked like it, except powers seemed to be involved. The speedster kid blasted by them, only to wipe out epically on black ice someone had booby-trapped half the hallway with. The 'frozen' kids were yelling at their friends to come free them. DongHae ran by on the ceiling, unfreezing as many of the kids as he could before one of the taggers jumped up high enough to drag him down with a yelp, the two ending up in a pile of limbs on the floor.
YoungSaeng couldn't help but snicker as he watch the 'war' go on in the thankfully wide hallways. "God, I wish Min was able to keep up with them. This would be right up his alley."
The redhead had been making steady improvements as he'd seen, but he wasn't sure if a game of freeze tag would be good for him quite yet.
KyuJong laughed quietly as he nodded, then blinked. "Isn't that JungMin over there?" he pointed.
The redhead was crouching down in one of the doorways, wobbling as he tried to keep himself steady. When someone ran by, yelling as she was chased by a tagger, he let her pass before sticking out one leg. The tagger went down with a yelp, skidding away on black ice.
Watching JungMin, YoungSaeng had to slap both hands over his mouth to stop the laugh from bursting out. Of course JungMin would cause problems for the tagger even if he could barely keep balance half the time.
Standing up and making his getaway, JungMin brightened as he saw them peeking and made his way over. KyuJong noticed he was having less trouble walking than before. "Hey, why are you guys hiding," he grinned as he reached the door. "Come out!"
"I would rather not break a limb, Min ah, but thanks for the offer," YoungSaeng chuckled. While he had been slowly getting better with contact, the amount in the game they were playing was still a bit of a ways off. "So tell me. How many times have you faceplanted before you decided to be a human speedbump?" he teased lightly.
"..." JungMin pouted. "I'm not telling, you bully."
"Where's HyunJoong?" KyuJong asked, amused.
"No idea, either RyeoWook cornered him or he's hiding out from the chaos somewhere," JungMin chuckled.
"Is he back to not sleeping again?" YoungSaeng asked. That was usually the reason the young healer lectured their leader, which was amusing in and of itself.
"Probably worried someone's going to bring the ceiling dow-shit!" JungMin had spotted someone coming for him out of the corner of his eyes, and bolted instinctively.
KyuJong stared as JungMin made it five doors down, running, before his legs tangled and he went down with a yelp.
YoungSaeng blinked when JungMin ran down the hall before faceplanting with a yelp. "Well he's getting further before doing that now..." he finally said, looking back at KyuJong before shaking his head in amusement.
"Much farther, and running to boot," KyuJong grinned widely. He wished HyunJoong had been here to see that one. JungMin quickly scrambled to his feet, but wasn't fast enough and was tagged. He pouted, 'frozen' in place.
"Want to run and unfreeze the poor guy?" KyuJong chuckled, kissing YoungSaeng's cheek. "And then hurry back here before you're frozen too."
"I'm half tempted to leave him there," YoungSaeng said before peeking out to see no one paying him any mind. Shooting a smile back at KyuJong, YoungSaeng snuck out of the room and toward JungMin.
Once he reached him, he unfreezed him and with a smile, turned and ran back into his and KyuJong's room, unable to stop the laugh from coming out. "He's lucky I like him so much."
"He is," KyuJong laughed in response, seeing JungMin take off again happily. "He's going to be frozen again in five seconds, but he can't say you didn't help." He pulled YoungSaeng back inside and closed the door quickly, still laughing.
Laughing along with him, YoungSaeng walked over to the bed and dropped down, crossing his legs and leaning back. Lifting a hand, YoungSaeng waved KyuJong over, not wanting to leave the room again. He was more than content enough to remain in their room for a while longer.
Smiling, KyuJong walked over to the bed and sat down next to YoungSaeng, leaning over to kiss him softly. "Hope you didn't have any plans for the morning, I don't think it's safe to go anywhere for a few hours," he chuckled.
Smiling, YoungSaeng returned the soft kiss, sighing happily. The practice he had been doing both with KyuJong and JungMin had been helping immensely, though to outsiders, he was still a bit uncomfortable around others.
Lingering against the older man's mouth, KyuJong pulled back slightly after a moment, smiling gently at his boyfriend. "What did you want to do today, Saeng?" he asked, one arm going around his boyfriend's waist.
Smiling back, YoungSaeng dropped back, pulling KyuJong down beside him as he relaxed in the embrace. It was getting easier to smile and KyuJong no longer had to strain to hear him, even around others. He was still afraid to try singing, though. "Relax," YoungSaeng said with a lazy grin. "Maybe go to the practice room or something later. I think KiBum ah said something about helping him with his ability."
KyuJong smiled brightly, resting their foreheads together. "Sounds cool. You have pretty similar abilities, so that would be helpful to you both." He was proud of his boyfriend and of every step forward YoungSaeng made, never failing to show the older man that.
"Well, I had a lot of time to get to know my own ability in there," YoungSaeng responded, voice quieting a bit. It wasn't quite as hard to talk about as it had been, but that only held true with KyuJong and JungMin, though occasionally he would speak to some of the other former patients.
Smile saddening a little, KyuJong kissed YoungSaeng again softly. "He'll be happy for the help," he murmured, running his hand slowly along YoungSaeng's back. He still didn't know what to say at times, unable to fully understand everything YoungSaeng had been through.
"I think he's afraid to have his powers unlocked," YoungSaeng said, relaxing in his boyfriend's arms. "His power differs from mine in the sense that while channeling spirits, he forms an emotional bond during that time. I told him about my side effect and I think he might be afraid of it happening to him, though I'm positive it won't."
"It would be good to talk to him about it then," KyuJong nodded a little. "Before he worries himself too much about it." Everyone had different side effects. "He's a smart kid though, he won't let it hold him back for long."
"Are any of the new kids empaths? Because we might want to warn that person just in case he or she's nearby when KiBum's channelling," YoungSaeng said. "And KiBum's a good kid. Besides, SooHyun and Joonie will make sure he's okay."
"I think the empath moved to a different cell, so it should be fine," KyuJong smiled. "And they will for sure. Everyone will." He reached up and cupped YoungSaeng's cheek, stroking his thumb against the soft skin slowly.
YoungSaeng tilted his head into the hand resting on his cheek, sighing happily and closing his eyes. It felt nice to just be able to relax with KyuJong. Reaching up, he rested his own hand over KyuJong's, small smile on his face.
Smiling in return, KyuJong just looked at YoungSaeng for a long moment, taking in his boyfriend's expression and features. He leaned in a little, lips brushing against YoungSaeng's in a soft question.
Eyes opening slightly at the light kiss, YoungSaeng sighed before closing them again, returning the kiss slowly. Kissing his boyfriend was something that always managed to relax him, the feel of KyuJong's lips as familiar to him as breathing.
KyuJong smiled a little before kissing YoungSaeng properly, hand still supporting the other man's face as their mouths moved slowly. The war raging in the hallways was all but forgotten, the noise completely ignored.
It was moments like this that YoungSaeng cherished the most. When they were together, nothing else seemed to exist but the two of them and the powerful emotions that filled the room. Melting into the kiss, YoungSaeng's free hand lifted to rest on KyuJong's shoulder, soaking in the contact.
The light contact encouraged the time traveler, shifting a little closer and free hand finding YoungSaeng's waist again. After several soft kisses and breaking away to breathe, KyuJong slowly shifted to deepen the kiss, lips parting questioningly.
YoungSaeng released a quiet sigh against KyuJong's lips before responding slowly to the silent request, parting his lips as well. He continued to focus on the calming feeling that washed over him whenever in his boyfriend's presence.
Moving slowly to let YoungSaeng get used to the deepened kiss, KyuJong tilted his head to the side. His tongue found the other man's, coaxing it gently into an easy dance.
YoungSaeng found himself responding slowly, still getting used to being so intimate, even though two years ago, he wouldn't have thought twice.
After another long kiss, KyuJong pulled back to breathe again, lips millimeters away from YoungSaeng's. "Feeling okay?" he whispered, checking to make sure his boyfriend was still fine.
When KyuJong pulled away, YoungSaeng took a breath, eyes still closed and breath bathing KyuJong's lips. "'m fine," he murmured before opening his eyes and pulling back enough to look at KyuJong. "I'm just still getting used to it again," he replied, small smile of reassurance on his lips.
Smiling softly in return, KyuJong nodded. "No rush," he murmured, thumb stroking YoungSaeng's cheek lightly in return. He would never do anything YoungSaeng was uncomfortable with, waiting for him to get used to being close again.
YoungSaeng just looked at KyuJong for a moment before the smile grew. "What did I ever do to deserve you?" he asked quietly, leaning into the gentle touch.
KyuJong flushed a little, touching their noses lightly together as he smiled. "I should be saying that," he chuckled, sharing another soft kiss before pulling back to rest their forehead's together lightly.
"Guess we're both lucky them," YoungSaeng replied. "Thanks to you, I have a family and friends who actually care...."
"And thanks to you I have a reason to keep going," KyuJong smiled, nuzzling closer and closing his eyes. He could lie here all day with his boyfriend.
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HyunJoong had only just left the infirmary after receiving yet another lecture about overworking himself(which he wasn't for once only to get lectured anyway) and blinked when he saw JungMin on the ground, indian style and pouting while the others ran around trying to tag each other. He had to admit that he was more than a little surprised to see JungMin in the middle of the large scale freeze tag game. While the redhead had improved by hypothetical leaps and bounds, HyunJoong didn't think he was able to run around.
Though the fact that he was frozen seemed to prove that he still had a bit to go.
Snickering, HyunJoong avoided the speed demon and tried not to step on the tiny kitten before crouching down in front of JungMin. "Having fun, Min?"
JungMin continued to sulk, arms folded across his chest as he looked up at HyunJoong sadly. "I'm frozen," he whined. "I can't move."
Though quite frankly, he was probably reaching the end of his mobility anyways. But he decided when that was, not someone who could run faster than him!
Smiling and biting back the laugh that was threatening to burst out, HyunJoong reached out and tagged him before standing and holding his hands out for him to take. "How long have you been playing? And how many times have you been tagged?"
"Nearly an hour. And I think I'm up to fifteen," JungMin pouted as he took the offered hands and stood up, nearly pitching onto his face. "Woah, I'm okay!" He pinwheeled one arm to stay up. "I was doing good until I hit the ice over there," he pointed.
Looking over, HyunJoong had to sigh. "You're okay, right? While I really don't mind that you guys are having so much fun, the ice might be a bit much." He was just worried that someone might get badly hurt, and even with their healers, that didn't stop them from being in pain if they broke something.
"I'm fine, I was tagged right after so I had some downtime to recuperate," JungMin chuckled. "The most that's happened is people slide into the wall and get a headache."
He dragged his arms around HyunJoong's shoulders, leaning against his boyfriend happily. "This is fun, I missed this."
Wrapping his arms around his boyfriend's waist, HyunJoong dropped a couple kisses to JungMin's neck. "I'm glad you had fun, Min. You definitely deserve it after all the hard work you put into getting to this point."
Eyes fluttering at the kisses, JungMin grinned a little. "It wasn't as fun with you missing though, where did you go?" He ran his fingers through HyunJoong's hair.
HyunJoong had to laugh. "Wookie yelled at me for overworking myself, which is amusing since I haven't been for once." he explained.
"He needs to lighten up a little, I've been making sure you don't overwork," JungMin grinned cheekily. "Because if you don't, you get to sleep by yourself that night, right~?"
Grin turning mischievous, HyunJoong let his hands wander down. "Cant have that, now can we?" he asked, leaning forward to kiss the redhead in his arms.
JungMin's moan was muffled by HyunJoong's lips, and he chuckled before kissing the older man back, eyes closing. "I think I'm done playing for now," he mused, twining his fingers into HyunJoong's hair.
Not caring that they were in the middle of the hallway with the others around, HyunJoong kissed him again before pulling away. "Where to? Might I suggest my room before all these people see a lot more than we want them to?" he murmured, grinning slyly.
"Suggestion accepted, I want to keep my eye candy all to myself," JungMin grinned widely in return, hand running down HyunJoong's chest before he pulled back slightly to try walking back on his own.
Sticking close, HyunJoong kept an arm loosely around JungMin, though not tight enough to stop him from walking on his own. It didn't take long at all before they reached HyunJoong's room, HyunJoong opening the door and bowing deeply. "After you."
Chuckling, JungMin headed inside and went to the bed, turning around and fully intending to make himself look as seductive as possible. That failed when his legs promptly gave out and he sat down heavily on the edge of the bed, blinking. "....I meant to do that," he turned red.
HyunJoong closed the door and walked over to the bed, grinning widely before resting a hand against JungMin's chest, lightly pressing him back against the mattress. "You know, you look hot enough just sitting there," HyunJoong reassured as he climbed onto the bed as well, stretching out over his lover and bringing their lips together, deepening the kiss right away.
JungMin happily accepted the deepened kiss, lips parting as he wrapped his arms around HyunJoong and curled his fingers into the material of the older man's shirt. Replying to that could wait. Tongue pressing against HyunJoong's, JungMin arched up against his boyfriend.
Moaning softly into the kiss, HyunJoong used one arm for balance as the other hand slowly slipped beneath JungMin's shirt, fingers running lightly over the redhead's stomach and chest teasingly.
A low noise escaped JungMin as he pressed up against HyunJoong, his own hand sliding under HyunJoong's shirt to press fingers against the man's back. Bending one knee, he pressed it up between HyunJoong's own legs to get him back for the teasing.
HyunJoong's breath caught in a sharp gasp as he felt JungMin's knee press against him. Deciding to hell with teasing, HyunJoong shifted enough to slip both hands under JungMin's shirt, sliding the offending clothing up with them. Once it was gone and tossed somewhere on the floor, HyunJoong immediately moved to attack the redhead's chest, lips finding sensitive areas as his hands ran over his sides.
No matter what, he could never get enough of the addicting flavor of the redhead beneath him.
Gasping at the sudden attack, JungMin's head fell back against the bed, lips parting as he breathed unevenly. Nails running along HyunJoong's back, he found the edge of the older man's shirt and pulled at it, determined to get the material off. When HyunJoong didn't cooperate, the redhead pressed up with his knee again to get his attention.
Not liking the idea of parting from JungMin's body long enough to get his shirt off, he was given no choice when the redhead pressed his knee into him once again, pulling a loud moan from his lips. Pulling away, HyunJoong practically ripped the shirt off and dropped it onto the ground before returning for more. His mouth immediately latched on to one of JungMin's nipples, tongue wrapping around the flesh while his hand attended to the other. Revenge for driving him mad, he told himself.
A cry tore from JungMin's lips, panting a little as he twined one hand into HyunJoong's hair. "Tease," he got out, arching up against the other man's mouth. The fingers of his free hand slipped around HyunJoong's waist to fumble with his zipper.
Shifting his hips enough to give JungMin room to work, HyunJoong switched his attentions, his own free hand slipping down to unfasten JungMin's pants. He didn't know what it was, but he needed the redhead, and he had very little patience, which was unusual when he wasn't with JungMin.
Panting, JungMin wiggled to get his own pants off. Getting HyunJoong's down at the same time, he looked down at the older man, still attached to his chest. Head falling back again, the redhead rolled his hips upwards.
HyunJoong let out a low groan when JungMin rolled his hips against his own, drawing a powerful reaction from his body. Returning to his boyfriend's lips, HyunJoong pressed against JungMin, bringing his hands down the waist of the younger boy's boxers, slowly sliding them down his long legs. "Min..." he murmured against JungMin's lips as he shoved the last of his clothing to the side as well, cursing quietly when their bodies came into contact.
Moaning lowly, JungMin breathed unevenly as he looked up at HyunJoong above him. He smiled widely, running one leg experimentally along the older man's and shuddering. He whispered his boyfriend's name in return, wrapping his arms more securely around HyunJoong's shoulders and kissing him deeply.
HyunJoong would never get over how well they moved together, as if made for each other. It was only when the two lay, tired yet sated, in each others' arms, that HyunJoong was able to fully relax, fingers tracing nonsensical patterns against JungMin's heated skin. "Not sure what you do to make me lose all reason," he murmured, pressing a long kiss against JungMin's lips before resting their foreheads together.
"Who needs reason anyways," JungMin chuckled, breath still evening out. They hadn't needed to go as carefully as that first time, JungMin's condition much more stable, and it had left his mind happily blank. Burrowing himself against his boyfriend and half-trying to tug the bed sheet over them, JungMin closed his eyes. "If someone had told me three years ago I'd be sleeping with an extremely hot guy a little further down the road, I'd have said they were crazier than me," he chuckled.
"Reason's overrated anyway," HyunJoong said, chuckling as he watched JungMin try unsuccessfully to get the bedsheet over them, playfully batting his hands away as he did it. Bringing one hand up to run lightly through JungMin's hair, he smiled softly. "You gave me one hell of a first impression, Min. I mean, you practically propositioned me in that cafeteria," he said, amusement in his voice.
"That's right, I called dibs first," JungMin laughed, eyes bright as he leaned a little into the hand in his hair. "I couldn't help it, you set yourself up with the awkward phrasing and everything."
"Discression is a good trait to learn, though," HyunJoonh pointed out before pulling JungMin into a kiss. "Though I wouldn't want you any other way, I suppose," he murmured against his lips.
Chuckling, JungMin kissed him back. "I wouldn't be as much fun if I was discreet, now would I?" He deepened the kiss for a moment, tongue flicking teasingly against HyunJoong's upper lip, before pulling back with a small smirk.
Moaning lightly as JungMin's action, HyunJoong grinned back when the redhead pulled away. "Gotta say, though. I made out like a bandit landing myself such a hot boyfriend."
"I guess we both got lucky then," JungMin mused, playing with strands of HyunJoong's hair. More than lucky in his case. Kissing him again, he burrowed his nose against HyunJoong's neck and closed his eyes, whispering "I love you."
Hearing the whispered sentiment, HyunJoong's eyes closed, happy smile playing at his lips. "I love you, too," he murmured, tightening his hold on JungMin as he tipped his head forward, placing a kiss to the top of his head before settling in, falling asleep soon after.