Warm Moments
Title: Warm Moments
Pairing: Heechul/Kyuhyun
Length: 2477
Genre: Romance/Fluff/Sexiness
Rating: Hard R
Summary: KyuHyun and HeeChul take a shower together.
It's clear from the way KyuHyun moves that he definitely is feeling uncomfortable and HeeChul smothers a pang of guilt with the rather overwhelming smugness he feels. He's MINE, all fucking MINE from first to last. I'm the only one he's ever let be with him like that.
The thought runs through his mind over and over, but his face and hands are nothing but tender as he guides KyuHyun into sliding on a robe, garbs himself again in silk and slips an arm around KyuHyun's back to support him as he unlocks the door.
"Ignore them, if they say anything, Kyu," he says quietly, pressing a kiss to his lover's cheek before they step out into the hallway.
KyuHyun surprises him by grinning with an almost matching smugness to that which beats in HeeChul's mind. "Let them talk, Heenim. I have you," he says, wrapping his own arm around HeeChul's waist. Together they walk towards the larger of the two bathrooms in the apartment.
They are stopped by Leeteuk who stands before them and reaches out a hand to lift up KyuHyun's chin, gazing into his eyes for a long moment of silence. "Are you sure, Kyu?" he asks finally.
"Oh yes, hyung. Very very," KyuHyun answers, his dark eyes meltingly soft in a way that is almost unfamiliar to their Leader. It's only barely familiar to HeeChul and he can't resist a small kiss to KyuHyun's shoulder in thanks for such sweetness.
HeeChul's hand rubs soothing circles on KyuHyun's back while there is another long pause. "I said we were together, Jungsu. I will kill the first person who tries to come between us and that's a promise," he says firmly. His voice is soft, to keep this private but there can be no doubt how intensely he feels about this.
"I'd never try to keep you from happiness, Heenim," Leeteuk answers with a faint but very warm smile. "Don't be ridiculous." He leans over and kisses each of them on the forehead, exactly like the blessing of a mother or father.
KyuHyun feels a sudden flush but he can't help smiling brightly at that warm kiss to his brow and he reaches out with his free hand to embrace their leader for a moment. "Thank you, hyung. Thank you," he breathes and grins widely.
HeeChul is a bit more reserved but he too grins and sighs. "Oh sure, thank you for that heart attack you almost gave me," he grumbles but he winks at Leeteuk and the other man steps out of the way so he and KyuHyun can continue into the bathroom.
Everyone else is playing a noisy game of some kind so they are not interrupted, but once in the bathroom, HeeChul locks the door carefully.
"Don't want any interruptions," he tells KyuHyun with a different sort of grin altogether. He pauses and finds himself unable to resist claiming a kiss from the younger man. He keeps it soft, but underneath there's the echo of fiery passion. "Do you even know how fucking much I need you?" HeeChul asks when he can tear his lips from KyuHyun's and leans his head against the other's shoulder.
KyuHyun finds himself blushing, and it's not like him to blush, at the look in HeeChul's eyes, at the feel of his warm, passionate yet sweet lips on KyuHyun's own. "Oh, Heenim," he breathes and hugs HeeChul to him, ignoring how unsteady he feels and how his thighs and backside twinge when he strains to keep them both upright. "About as much as I need you, I bet," he says with a smile, stroking his fingers down HeeChul's back.
"I'm sorry," HeeChul says, pulling back to look into those dark eyes, so soft and warm as they meet his own. "I'm so, so sorry, baby, for everything I've done to hurt you." He almost chokes on the words, the very thought of KyuHyun weeping over him is still a deep pain inside him.
KyuHyun purses his lips and then grins with a hint of his usual snarky behavior. "I'll let you make it up to me, Heenim," he says after a moment, then shrugs. "It's over now, you're here, with me, loving me, touching me...that's all that matters," he says more softly. "Now I think you promised me a shower, hmm?" he says, taking one slightly unsteady step back from his lover. Immediately he misses HeeChul's warmth, HeeChul's sexy frame against his own and he pouts slightly, curving his lips just so.
"Ohhhh," HeeChul purrs a bit, then returns KyuHyun's pout with one of his own before stepping around the younger man to start the shower running. He waits until the water is nice and warm, almost hot but not so hot as to burn. Then, he slides off the silk robe, hanging it on a hook on the back of the bathroom door with little care for the expensive fabric. "Your shower awaits, sexy," he says, standing with hands on hips and giving KyuHyun the eye.
"Fuck, why are you so hot?" KyuHyun demands, shrugging off his own robe and hanging it with HeeChul's, very aware that he's getting harder by the moment. His eyes can't get enough of HeeChul's slender body, the graceful turn of shoulder and hip, the smooth porcelain skin and the faint pinkish lines of old scars. He licks his lips, wanting to lick his lover all over.
HeeChul laughs and tugs KyuHyun with him past the shower curtain so they are standing under the warm spray of the shower together. "It's a gift, baby," he teases and leans against the cold wall, pulling KyuHyun against him to kiss him thoroughly, tongue sliding past perfect white teeth to tangle with KyuHyun's own. HeeChul is ridiculously pleased at KyuHyun's growing arousal and the soft little groan that is breathed into his mouth as their bodies and tongues brush and twine.
"H-Heenim," KyuHyun mutters, burying his face in the crook of his lover's neck. "Shower first...then....this," he says. His voice has no real weight behind it, but he forces himself to pull back, reaching for the richly scented almond scrub that he loves best along with a purple foam thing to wash with. "I'll let you wash my back if you're good," KyuHyun adds with a grin, stepping back a little out of the shower spray to begin spreading suds over his chest and arms.
"I want you again, now," HeeChul answers, shaking his damp hair out of his eyes to stare hard at the younger man. "You drive me crazy, you know that don't you?" He's not really waiting for an answer as he takes the scrubber out of KyuHyun's hand and draws it slowly down his lover's thigh. "If I didn't know you're hurting right now I'd be doing you right now, right here," he murmurs, trying to keep his tone conversational but it dips despite him as he watches the soapy foam spread along the muscular leg in front of him. He dips the scrubber down between KyuHyun's leg, pleased when the younger man obediently shifts his stance to make it easier for HeeChul to wash him.
KyuHyun drops his eyes briefly, feeling his mouth going dry when he sees that HeeChul is absolutely serious, his pretty cock already hard and swollen. "God, Heenim," he gasps, tilting his head back and taking HeeChul's place against the wall, slightly warmed by the older man's body heat. "You make me crazy too. Swear you do...I told you I'm yours. I'd let you...even if it hurts like hell...I still ..." He breaks off on a little whining cry as HeeChul's free hand suddenly wraps itself around his own rising erection. Kyuhyun swivels his hips, pushing further into the knowing hand squeezing him too softly.
"No, baby," HeeChul answers firmly if a bit breathlessly. He takes the forgotten tube of body wash out of KyuHyun's hand and squeezes more onto the scrubber before setting it back on the shelf, then continues bathing KyuHyun thoroughly while his free hand goes back to gently squeezing that lovely cock that's practically in front of his face. HeeChul's mouth burns, waters and he has to fight the urge to just get on his knees and suck that cock between his lips until KyuHyun screams with pleasure. "Next time, I want you inside me. Don't be greedy and keep all the bottoming for yourself, Kyu," he teases, glancing into the half lidded sexiness of KyuHyun's face.
"Fuck...Fuck..." Moaning low in his throat, KyuHyun closes his eyes tightly at that image in his mind, unconsciously swiveling his hips in a blatantly sexual move that makes his muscles ache but satisfies the refreshed need pulsing and bubbling in his veins. "Don't tease me so much, Heenim," he protests when he can breathe again, reaching out and removing the sponge from HeeChul's hand and rinsing it under the shower spray before he takes out the sexy smelling scrub he knows HeeChul likes best. He squeezes some on the sponge, all the while watching his lover's face, then begins to wash HeeChul's chest and arms with slow circular swipes that crosses HeeChul's taut little nipples and eases down his abdomen.
HeeChul shakes his head and wonders how just the brush of the scrubber thick with foam can be so sexy. "Not teasing...swear I'm not. I love your big cock...I want it in me...want to feel you coming undone because you're in me...want to see you and hear you and have you." He bites his tongue, realizing he's going on and on, shifting a little as the scrubber in KyuHyun's hands continues to slide over his body. He's almost quivering with desire, just from this talk, these small touches.
KyuHyun whimpers softly, his hands shaking as he finishes washing HeeChul and pulls him close so they are both plastered together under the warm stream of the shower. "Damnit, Heenim, now all I can think about is how tight you must be, how you will look when I get inside you." He whimpers wordlessly and rubs himself wantonly against HeeChul's body, the friction voluptuous and silky.
Lifting one leg to drape it around KyuHyun's hip, balancing on the other foot, HeeChul breathes against KyuHyun's ear. "Want to find out, hmm? You can have me if you think you're ready for it." he says in slow sultry tones, following up with a bite to the velvety lobe of KyuHyun's ear and then further bites down his neck, leaving a few small pinkish purple bruises in his wake. "I bet you'll feel so good, filling me up, pushing into me," he adds, panting for breath and grinding hard against KyuHyun's body.
Shivering, KyuHyun is speechless for a few moments, letting his hand slide over HeeChul's thigh and hitching it even higher against his hip in a demanding gesture. "Tease, fucking gorgeous tease. Don't you feel how hard I am for you?" The words slip out of his mouth but KyuHyun is barely paying attention, he's too busy feeling the seductive power of his lover's body against his own.
There's suddenly a thunderous banging on the door before HeeChul can reply. "Get out of there, you two," someone shouts. It's not clear but it sounds a lot like Ryeowook being cranky. They all know how he feels about hot water and showers. "You're using up all the fucking hot water," the voice shouts and bangs on the door again.
KyuHyun is torn between giggling and growling at the interruption but settles for giggling. "Shut up, Wookieee," he shouts back and then whimpers all over again when HeeChul does something completely wicked with his hand around KyuHyun's burning hard on. "We'll be out soon!"
"Only so you can fuck me into the mattress," HeeChul murmurs against KyuHyun's mouth. "I don't think I can wait. I want it too much, need you too much," he confesses and purrs when KyuHyun takes the lead by sticking his tongue in HeeChul's mouth and for a moment there's nothing but gasping and moaning as they kiss and grind against each other.
Neither of them notice when there's a bit more banging and shouting before someone drags Ryeowook away, hopefully someone who is going to keep him busy a while. They do notice when the shower starts to cool and reluctantly break apart.
HeeChul shuts off the water with a laugh and then steps out of the shower, fighting briefly with the curtain. He hands KyuHyun a warmed towel from the rack then applies one to himself, not daring to even look at the younger man for fear of jumping him here instead of in his nice comfortable bed. "It's not just sex," he says in the steamy silence, draping the towel around his hips in an effort to hide the effect KyuHyun has on him before belting on the kimono over it. "How I feel about you, I mean. It's not just sex." There's something vulnerable about his tone, about the expression in his dark eyes.
KyuHyun is trying equally hard to keep his eyes on the job of drying himself. HeeChul is just too much temptation for him to stand and he's quivering with a mixture of anticipation and fear and residual pain. His thigh muscles probably won't thank him for what he's about to do, not that KyuHyun really cares. Physical pain is nothing compared to the emotional pain he suffered thinking HeeChul cared nothing for him. He looks up at HeeChul's voice and smiles wryly.
"Don't be stupid, lover," he murmurs. "I know that. I knew that from the moment you started crying, weeping over me. I never thought you'd do a thing like that...and I know only deep feelings would cause it. The same kind of deep feelings I have over you." He places the towel sloppily on the rack and gently cups HeeChul's slightly worried face in his two elegant hands. "I love you. You love me. Of course we want each other. It's natural," he whispers, placing a quick and chaste kiss on HeeChul's parted lips before pulling away quickly. He reaches a bit blindly for his own robe and tugs it about his shoulders.
"You're too trusting," HeeChul mutters, frowning a little despite the way those words in KyuHyun's deep voice coupled with the soft kiss and those warm palms on his face sends a deep happy thrill through his body and heart. "Don't do that, okay? Always question a little." As he speaks, he reaches to unlock the door and open it, allowing cool air to swirl into the steamy atmosphere of the bathroom.
KyuHyun just shakes his head and reaches for HeeChul's hand, twining their fingers together. His heart is glowing with warmth as they step out into the hallway together.
So erm, this will get posted in Miracle when it's after midnight my time. And I'm hoping to have a sequel to Torment ready before then also.
And, please go over here and spazz with me at the Kyu and KyuChul. I swear that gif makes it look like they are sorta grinding together. *Faints*
Also, if anybody reading this knows anything about Korean and can suggest to me a phrase they might use to call each other by or to say I love you, please go here and let me know.
Pairing: Heechul/Kyuhyun
Length: 2477
Genre: Romance/Fluff/Sexiness
Rating: Hard R
Summary: KyuHyun and HeeChul take a shower together.
It's clear from the way KyuHyun moves that he definitely is feeling uncomfortable and HeeChul smothers a pang of guilt with the rather overwhelming smugness he feels. He's MINE, all fucking MINE from first to last. I'm the only one he's ever let be with him like that.
The thought runs through his mind over and over, but his face and hands are nothing but tender as he guides KyuHyun into sliding on a robe, garbs himself again in silk and slips an arm around KyuHyun's back to support him as he unlocks the door.
"Ignore them, if they say anything, Kyu," he says quietly, pressing a kiss to his lover's cheek before they step out into the hallway.
KyuHyun surprises him by grinning with an almost matching smugness to that which beats in HeeChul's mind. "Let them talk, Heenim. I have you," he says, wrapping his own arm around HeeChul's waist. Together they walk towards the larger of the two bathrooms in the apartment.
They are stopped by Leeteuk who stands before them and reaches out a hand to lift up KyuHyun's chin, gazing into his eyes for a long moment of silence. "Are you sure, Kyu?" he asks finally.
"Oh yes, hyung. Very very," KyuHyun answers, his dark eyes meltingly soft in a way that is almost unfamiliar to their Leader. It's only barely familiar to HeeChul and he can't resist a small kiss to KyuHyun's shoulder in thanks for such sweetness.
HeeChul's hand rubs soothing circles on KyuHyun's back while there is another long pause. "I said we were together, Jungsu. I will kill the first person who tries to come between us and that's a promise," he says firmly. His voice is soft, to keep this private but there can be no doubt how intensely he feels about this.
"I'd never try to keep you from happiness, Heenim," Leeteuk answers with a faint but very warm smile. "Don't be ridiculous." He leans over and kisses each of them on the forehead, exactly like the blessing of a mother or father.
KyuHyun feels a sudden flush but he can't help smiling brightly at that warm kiss to his brow and he reaches out with his free hand to embrace their leader for a moment. "Thank you, hyung. Thank you," he breathes and grins widely.
HeeChul is a bit more reserved but he too grins and sighs. "Oh sure, thank you for that heart attack you almost gave me," he grumbles but he winks at Leeteuk and the other man steps out of the way so he and KyuHyun can continue into the bathroom.
Everyone else is playing a noisy game of some kind so they are not interrupted, but once in the bathroom, HeeChul locks the door carefully.
"Don't want any interruptions," he tells KyuHyun with a different sort of grin altogether. He pauses and finds himself unable to resist claiming a kiss from the younger man. He keeps it soft, but underneath there's the echo of fiery passion. "Do you even know how fucking much I need you?" HeeChul asks when he can tear his lips from KyuHyun's and leans his head against the other's shoulder.
KyuHyun finds himself blushing, and it's not like him to blush, at the look in HeeChul's eyes, at the feel of his warm, passionate yet sweet lips on KyuHyun's own. "Oh, Heenim," he breathes and hugs HeeChul to him, ignoring how unsteady he feels and how his thighs and backside twinge when he strains to keep them both upright. "About as much as I need you, I bet," he says with a smile, stroking his fingers down HeeChul's back.
"I'm sorry," HeeChul says, pulling back to look into those dark eyes, so soft and warm as they meet his own. "I'm so, so sorry, baby, for everything I've done to hurt you." He almost chokes on the words, the very thought of KyuHyun weeping over him is still a deep pain inside him.
KyuHyun purses his lips and then grins with a hint of his usual snarky behavior. "I'll let you make it up to me, Heenim," he says after a moment, then shrugs. "It's over now, you're here, with me, loving me, touching me...that's all that matters," he says more softly. "Now I think you promised me a shower, hmm?" he says, taking one slightly unsteady step back from his lover. Immediately he misses HeeChul's warmth, HeeChul's sexy frame against his own and he pouts slightly, curving his lips just so.
"Ohhhh," HeeChul purrs a bit, then returns KyuHyun's pout with one of his own before stepping around the younger man to start the shower running. He waits until the water is nice and warm, almost hot but not so hot as to burn. Then, he slides off the silk robe, hanging it on a hook on the back of the bathroom door with little care for the expensive fabric. "Your shower awaits, sexy," he says, standing with hands on hips and giving KyuHyun the eye.
"Fuck, why are you so hot?" KyuHyun demands, shrugging off his own robe and hanging it with HeeChul's, very aware that he's getting harder by the moment. His eyes can't get enough of HeeChul's slender body, the graceful turn of shoulder and hip, the smooth porcelain skin and the faint pinkish lines of old scars. He licks his lips, wanting to lick his lover all over.
HeeChul laughs and tugs KyuHyun with him past the shower curtain so they are standing under the warm spray of the shower together. "It's a gift, baby," he teases and leans against the cold wall, pulling KyuHyun against him to kiss him thoroughly, tongue sliding past perfect white teeth to tangle with KyuHyun's own. HeeChul is ridiculously pleased at KyuHyun's growing arousal and the soft little groan that is breathed into his mouth as their bodies and tongues brush and twine.
"H-Heenim," KyuHyun mutters, burying his face in the crook of his lover's neck. "Shower first...then....this," he says. His voice has no real weight behind it, but he forces himself to pull back, reaching for the richly scented almond scrub that he loves best along with a purple foam thing to wash with. "I'll let you wash my back if you're good," KyuHyun adds with a grin, stepping back a little out of the shower spray to begin spreading suds over his chest and arms.
"I want you again, now," HeeChul answers, shaking his damp hair out of his eyes to stare hard at the younger man. "You drive me crazy, you know that don't you?" He's not really waiting for an answer as he takes the scrubber out of KyuHyun's hand and draws it slowly down his lover's thigh. "If I didn't know you're hurting right now I'd be doing you right now, right here," he murmurs, trying to keep his tone conversational but it dips despite him as he watches the soapy foam spread along the muscular leg in front of him. He dips the scrubber down between KyuHyun's leg, pleased when the younger man obediently shifts his stance to make it easier for HeeChul to wash him.
KyuHyun drops his eyes briefly, feeling his mouth going dry when he sees that HeeChul is absolutely serious, his pretty cock already hard and swollen. "God, Heenim," he gasps, tilting his head back and taking HeeChul's place against the wall, slightly warmed by the older man's body heat. "You make me crazy too. Swear you do...I told you I'm yours. I'd let you...even if it hurts like hell...I still ..." He breaks off on a little whining cry as HeeChul's free hand suddenly wraps itself around his own rising erection. Kyuhyun swivels his hips, pushing further into the knowing hand squeezing him too softly.
"No, baby," HeeChul answers firmly if a bit breathlessly. He takes the forgotten tube of body wash out of KyuHyun's hand and squeezes more onto the scrubber before setting it back on the shelf, then continues bathing KyuHyun thoroughly while his free hand goes back to gently squeezing that lovely cock that's practically in front of his face. HeeChul's mouth burns, waters and he has to fight the urge to just get on his knees and suck that cock between his lips until KyuHyun screams with pleasure. "Next time, I want you inside me. Don't be greedy and keep all the bottoming for yourself, Kyu," he teases, glancing into the half lidded sexiness of KyuHyun's face.
"Fuck...Fuck..." Moaning low in his throat, KyuHyun closes his eyes tightly at that image in his mind, unconsciously swiveling his hips in a blatantly sexual move that makes his muscles ache but satisfies the refreshed need pulsing and bubbling in his veins. "Don't tease me so much, Heenim," he protests when he can breathe again, reaching out and removing the sponge from HeeChul's hand and rinsing it under the shower spray before he takes out the sexy smelling scrub he knows HeeChul likes best. He squeezes some on the sponge, all the while watching his lover's face, then begins to wash HeeChul's chest and arms with slow circular swipes that crosses HeeChul's taut little nipples and eases down his abdomen.
HeeChul shakes his head and wonders how just the brush of the scrubber thick with foam can be so sexy. "Not teasing...swear I'm not. I love your big cock...I want it in me...want to feel you coming undone because you're in me...want to see you and hear you and have you." He bites his tongue, realizing he's going on and on, shifting a little as the scrubber in KyuHyun's hands continues to slide over his body. He's almost quivering with desire, just from this talk, these small touches.
KyuHyun whimpers softly, his hands shaking as he finishes washing HeeChul and pulls him close so they are both plastered together under the warm stream of the shower. "Damnit, Heenim, now all I can think about is how tight you must be, how you will look when I get inside you." He whimpers wordlessly and rubs himself wantonly against HeeChul's body, the friction voluptuous and silky.
Lifting one leg to drape it around KyuHyun's hip, balancing on the other foot, HeeChul breathes against KyuHyun's ear. "Want to find out, hmm? You can have me if you think you're ready for it." he says in slow sultry tones, following up with a bite to the velvety lobe of KyuHyun's ear and then further bites down his neck, leaving a few small pinkish purple bruises in his wake. "I bet you'll feel so good, filling me up, pushing into me," he adds, panting for breath and grinding hard against KyuHyun's body.
Shivering, KyuHyun is speechless for a few moments, letting his hand slide over HeeChul's thigh and hitching it even higher against his hip in a demanding gesture. "Tease, fucking gorgeous tease. Don't you feel how hard I am for you?" The words slip out of his mouth but KyuHyun is barely paying attention, he's too busy feeling the seductive power of his lover's body against his own.
There's suddenly a thunderous banging on the door before HeeChul can reply. "Get out of there, you two," someone shouts. It's not clear but it sounds a lot like Ryeowook being cranky. They all know how he feels about hot water and showers. "You're using up all the fucking hot water," the voice shouts and bangs on the door again.
KyuHyun is torn between giggling and growling at the interruption but settles for giggling. "Shut up, Wookieee," he shouts back and then whimpers all over again when HeeChul does something completely wicked with his hand around KyuHyun's burning hard on. "We'll be out soon!"
"Only so you can fuck me into the mattress," HeeChul murmurs against KyuHyun's mouth. "I don't think I can wait. I want it too much, need you too much," he confesses and purrs when KyuHyun takes the lead by sticking his tongue in HeeChul's mouth and for a moment there's nothing but gasping and moaning as they kiss and grind against each other.
Neither of them notice when there's a bit more banging and shouting before someone drags Ryeowook away, hopefully someone who is going to keep him busy a while. They do notice when the shower starts to cool and reluctantly break apart.
HeeChul shuts off the water with a laugh and then steps out of the shower, fighting briefly with the curtain. He hands KyuHyun a warmed towel from the rack then applies one to himself, not daring to even look at the younger man for fear of jumping him here instead of in his nice comfortable bed. "It's not just sex," he says in the steamy silence, draping the towel around his hips in an effort to hide the effect KyuHyun has on him before belting on the kimono over it. "How I feel about you, I mean. It's not just sex." There's something vulnerable about his tone, about the expression in his dark eyes.
KyuHyun is trying equally hard to keep his eyes on the job of drying himself. HeeChul is just too much temptation for him to stand and he's quivering with a mixture of anticipation and fear and residual pain. His thigh muscles probably won't thank him for what he's about to do, not that KyuHyun really cares. Physical pain is nothing compared to the emotional pain he suffered thinking HeeChul cared nothing for him. He looks up at HeeChul's voice and smiles wryly.
"Don't be stupid, lover," he murmurs. "I know that. I knew that from the moment you started crying, weeping over me. I never thought you'd do a thing like that...and I know only deep feelings would cause it. The same kind of deep feelings I have over you." He places the towel sloppily on the rack and gently cups HeeChul's slightly worried face in his two elegant hands. "I love you. You love me. Of course we want each other. It's natural," he whispers, placing a quick and chaste kiss on HeeChul's parted lips before pulling away quickly. He reaches a bit blindly for his own robe and tugs it about his shoulders.
"You're too trusting," HeeChul mutters, frowning a little despite the way those words in KyuHyun's deep voice coupled with the soft kiss and those warm palms on his face sends a deep happy thrill through his body and heart. "Don't do that, okay? Always question a little." As he speaks, he reaches to unlock the door and open it, allowing cool air to swirl into the steamy atmosphere of the bathroom.
KyuHyun just shakes his head and reaches for HeeChul's hand, twining their fingers together. His heart is glowing with warmth as they step out into the hallway together.
So erm, this will get posted in Miracle when it's after midnight my time. And I'm hoping to have a sequel to Torment ready before then also.
And, please go over here and spazz with me at the Kyu and KyuChul. I swear that gif makes it look like they are sorta grinding together. *Faints*
Also, if anybody reading this knows anything about Korean and can suggest to me a phrase they might use to call each other by or to say I love you, please go here and let me know.