JunKwang Day !
Title: The Junkwang Day.
Pairing: Junhyung x Kikwang[Gikwang].
Genre: Mixed of everything. Fluff-angst as well.
Rating: PG-13 +
Summary: What would happen if top famous model Junhyung faces Valentine's day? Will Kikwang get his lover all for himself, or will Junhyung be busy with more upcoming schedules to be bothered about?
A//N: A little side story for fun. I'm apologize for the lameness already. x3 Comments are loved.
The soft brown hazel eyes of his stared. Admiring the beautiful view he could imprison, while the slight decent smile curved his tempting lips. His body moving to capture the feeling, the atmosphere, the winning hugs. - And slowly his movements came to an end, the awaiting smile repositioned once again. “Alright … CUT!! - Good job Junhyung.” - Hearing the statement, Junhyung’s hands failed lazily by his side, a polite nod to the response as he finally finished his tiring schedule.
After staring at the large circular clock, the stunning male sighed. 6:34 already, and that means he only had four hours of needed sleep before he would be was again forced awake to finish up another photo shoot. It wasn’t all fun and games being a model. The only thing this boy didn’t mind was the continuous random pictures of himself everywhere he looked, but then again sometimes it would just freak him out. I mean it isn’t all smiling to see yourself in the men’s washroom, where other males would happily stare off too while doing their business.
Shaking his thoughts off, Junhyung lazily dragged his body towards the black van. Letting his manager do all the ‘extra work’.
And after the longest ten minutes this model had ever faced, his let out an exhausted sigh as the car started its engine. “Amazing as always Jun.” His manager’s voice complimented and Junhyung didn’t even need to peer over to see the brightest smile of the said man’s face. “Wake me up when we get there,” was all his response as his eyes slowly fluttered closed. Letting the pitch black welcome him silently and after hearing his manager’s soft hum, Junhyung slowly headed into a big slumber.
- -
Crash. Rustle. BOOM.
A groan escaped Junhyung’s lips as his eyelids slowly rose, now letting reality fill his mind. “What the…” he mumbled, rolling his body on soft layers only to realize seconds later, he was now back in his own bedroom. - And as loud crashes continued to ring through the grumpy man’s ears, he wobbled out of bed. His body heading down the hallway and towards the noise.
And stopping at the kitchen, Junhyung rolled his eyes. “What the hell are you doing…?”
A shriek, a jump and even more cruses were yelled before the other male turned around. “Didn’t I tell you that you were dangerous in the kitchen?” he questioned again, making the other pout. “Did I wake you up?” Kikwang asked inquisitively as he gently dropped the utensils in his hand on the wooden table nearby. “No…” Junhyung responded sarcastically, receiving an innocent smile from the pretty boy. Slipping on the fluffy oven mittens, AJ walked over to Junhyung, a big twinkle glistening in his eyes.
“No.” Junhyung repeated.
“But I didn’t say anything yet.” Kikwang whined, his body failing like a stubborn child, making Junhyung sigh even more. He always wondered why he met Kikwang. Who by the way his roommate … and secret lover. “The look that were in your eyes scared me … so no.” The taller man explained before looking around the kitchen. Just incase something was burning or … well you see its Kikwang. The fourth dimensional. The other puffed his cheeks before taking large steps towards Junhyung, his movements not stopping until both their chests touched.
“You see … tomorrow’s Valentine’s day,” slowly letting the words roll off his tongue, his eyes locked on the other. “And I was wondering if we can go on a date?”
“No can do. I have a conference on that day. Won’t be home until late.”
“Then how about the 15th?”
“Nope. The 2010 calendar shoot and that won’t be done until the 18th most likely.”
A small frown curved Kikwang lips as he nodded weakly. The two never shared a date together for at least one and a half years now and it saddens AJ. “I guess since its work there is nothing to be done.” He stated softly, his frown disappearing as he looked around the kitchen. “Since that’s done I’m going back to bed.” Junhyung mumbled drowsily as he flickered a lazy wave towards the other and headed to the destination of his bedroom.
- -
“Oh I thought you would be home late.” Kikwang questioned happily as he saw his lover enter the shared apartment.
Junhyung shrugged as he stalked his way towards the fridge. His stomach threatening to cringe if not fed. “They let me off early since I had the big calendar project tomorrow.” he explained. His hands prying through the cold refrigerator. A huge glistening smile danced the other’s lips at the remembrance of the event that happened on every February 14th. “So does that mean you and I can still have a good Valentine?” he randomly questioned, jumping his way towards his partner.
“Nah, I’m going to hang with the guys.” Junhyung clarified pathetically. - “But its Valentine’s day.” His lips carried another pout as he began to poke Junhyung. “Can’t we spend it together?” - “But I’ve already told the boys I’m meeting them at the club.” Kikwang’s lips fell into a frown at the word ‘club’. “You mean with all the beer and dancing figures?” he questioned, his voice getting timid. Junhyung slipped out a bottle of milk and popped up the lid. “Well if that’s how you describe a club, then yes.” His response held no emotion as he then began to chug down the milk.
“But Junhyunggie, there are a lot of clingy people there and since it’s a day for love there will be even more lonely depressed humans.” AJ whined, his arms failing with gestures.
“And that’s the good of it. Who knows I may get laid twice today.” Junhyung teased as the movements from Kikwang stopped instantly. His heart slowly tearing. “Fine. I’ll just have fun with Doojoon and Dongwoon.” The younger man snapped, his hands reaching for something and before either one could react; Kikwang roughly slammed his new creation into Junhyung. Wreaking the pretty model’s face. “Happy fucking Valentine’s day.” he mumbled weakly before grabbing his random coat and heading out the door.
A groan was heard from the victim as Junhyung slowly wiped the cake that was smacked into his face. The taste lingered from his lips to his tongue and he cursed.
“Fun with Doojoon and Dongwoon?” He repeated, already irritated by the names.
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AJ growled at the replay of the earlier accident. Was I too harsh? His body entering the familiar apartment. Is he back yet? Different questions, emotions and actions filled his body as Kikwang made his way down the hallway and towards the living room. His mind always cleared up after watching TV and reaching his destination, his confusedly watched the sight before him.
It was only ten why was Junhyung back so early?
Walking towards his lover, Kikwang smiled brightly at the scene. Junhyung body extended, comfortably lying on the couch. The sliver remote perfectly balancing on his stomach, while his right arm covered his forehead and from that position, the pretty boy could tell the other one was in deep sleep. “Was he waiting for me?” he muttered slowly, tiptoeing towards Junhyung and hearing the soft snores, Kikwang chuckled weakly.
Sometimes he couldn’t believe the sight his eyes would show. Sometimes he couldn’t believe Junhyung, the famous top model was his. Sometimes he couldn’t believe what was reality and what was not. - And at this movement he couldn’t believe anything. An urge to feel the one he loved, Kikwang slowly and carefully caressed the other’s cheeks. Feeling the soft slightly chubby but nonetheless perfect cheeks the other carried. Sigh. He’s just perfect.
- -
Kikwang smiled as he entered the kitchen. (Even if Junhyung warned him to stay out of it.)
Eyeing the area, the male noticed the clean floor. No cake, no frosting, nothing. Predicted from that naggy person.
Suddenly hearing his stomach rumble, Kikwang remembered his empty breakfast, lunch and dinner and frowned at his carelessness. He opened the fridge, and after the search for the eggs was done, he lazily set the carton on the counter. - But before this man could continue his mouth-watering scrambled eggs, he felt sudden warm arms circle his thin waistline, capturing all off his body. And that just confused the younger man. Wasn’t Junhyung mad? Before AJ could even turn his head to see the other, he heard Junhyung’s smooth voice. “So did you have fun … slut?”
Kikwang felt his heart beat increase as he finally turned his head. Locking his confused eyes on Junhyung’s. “Huh?” Kikwang squeaked as he felt the warming and needed hug the other gave gone, for Junhyung detached his body from his lover. “I mean did you already get into Doojoon and that Doogwoon’s pants?”
Kikwang body slightly trembled at the trust the other carried. “I have no fucking idea on what you’re talking about.” He then defended, his eyes still never leaving Junhyung’s and hearing the other one’s sarcastic laugh, Kikwang knew this fight would not come to an end so easily. “Come on you said it yourself. ‘I’ll have fun with Doojoon and Dongwoon’” Junhyung mocked as he then slowly reached his partner again, who was too weak at the moment to push the other away.
“I never meant it like that …” Kikwang explained, trying to keep calm as more laughter was heard from Junhyung. “Yeah, yeah. Whatever, I’m going to bed.” Though before Junhyung could reach the exit, he felt a sudden gooey liquid sliding down his head. “What the-” he cried annoyed as his hands atomically reached the awkward spot and finding out he was attacked by an egg, his glanced at a pissed off Kikwang. “I just took a shower.” Junhyung mumbled annoyed but all he got in a response was a glare from the other.
And before Junhyung could response with another attack, AJ sneakily ran out. Locking himself in the upstairs washroom.
- -
A long time waited smile curved Kikwang lips after he exited the washroom and headed towards the shared bedroom. He felt better, especially after taking his needed warm shower and slipping on his most comfortable clothes. His sweats and Junhyung’s big black cozy sweater. The bagginess it carried on Kikwang body just made the pretty boy feel extra cozy. Maybe everything would be forgotten tomorrow. Kikwang prayed as the scent of Junhyung’s escaped the black sweater adding more effect to his smile.
Skipping towards the bedroom, AJ watched Junhyung slip on his own baggy white t-shirt, also getting ready for bed and realizing that the male was already clean; Kikwang figured Junhyung had his own shower in one of the other bathrooms.
Noticing the other, Junhyung walked towards the study desk. His hands already setting up the laptop. “Don’t off the lights, I have to finish the last level on Star craft.” He demanded, not realizing the frown Kikwang carried. The pretty boy couldn’t sleep with the lights on, no matter how much he tried.
And Junhyung knew that.
“Sure” - “And one more thing.” The older one muttered as he patiently waited for his game to load up. “Keep out of my clothes … I prefer if whores don’t touch them.”
And that did it. The strongly hidden tears swarmed AJ’s eyes, ruining his vision on reality and as his actions moved faster then his thoughts, Kikwang quickly grabbed one of the long white pillows, throwing it at Junhyung’s head. This perfectly hit the other’s used-to-be faultless hair. “What the fuck?” Junhyung growled as he turned around but soon his anger and thoughts flew as his eyes locked on the fragile Kikwang. “I had enough.” AJ slowly mumbled. His hands grabbing the side off the long black sweater and with one swift tow, he pulled the cozy clothe off, revealing his black plain wifebeater underneath.
“Sorry for being such a slut.” He then apologized throwing the sweater at Junhyung’s feet. “But if hanging out with two guys that already have perfect lovers is being a slut, then call me whatever you want.” He spoke harshly and strongly, something Junhyung had seen before and this struck him in the heart. It was rare to see Kikwang cry and if the guy did, it was because he was too happy … not because he was too frustrated and never because he was broken.
“I’m going to go for a walk.” Kikwang quickly muttered as he ran down the stairs, not even bothering to take a one last glance at the other.
- -
He sighed, seeing the breeze that escaped his mouth due to the chilly weather, while his hands still trembling from the coldness as they were slipped in his jacket.
“How should I face him again?” Kikwang muttered, his eyes blankly staring at the stars above as he reached one of the Seoul’s many fishponds. He lazily sat down on the grass, his arms extending downwards, swarming in the cold water, while his eyes were still watching the stars in now pure amazement. It was a beautiful scene he wished to continue seeing but … it would have been better if he heard the soft sarcastic words of another.
And as the street lights slowly turned on, AJ knew he had to get back. So slowly standing up, he began to stretch his sore limbs - that was until he heard a sudden call of his name and being the Kikwang he was, AJ jumped, losing his balance, his eyes widened as he watched the lake below slowly getting closer. - But before the pretty boy could even get hit the deadly water, he felt a arm grab his and suddenly his eyes watched a very familiar body hit the water and that body was definitely not his.
“AAAIIISSSSHHHH.” Junhyung yelled as he returned to the surface of the water, his entire figure drenched.
Kikwang’s eyes widened even more as he watched his lover in the pond, while he was still safe on land. “Holy shit…” he mumbled as he noticed the glare. He observed as Junhyung climb out, his clothes dragging down his body from the effect of H2O. The volume and bounce in his fiery locks drowned, getting him an even more seductive look. The clear water droplets heading down his body, outlining his delicious figure but soon all thoughts flew out of Kikwang’s mind as he noticed the pissed off red head was walking towards him.
“Because of you, I got cake smashed in my face, an egg thrown at my head; a pillow lunged at my body and now this.” Junhyung explained slowly. His voice powerful enough to even give the ambassador freaky shivers. “Do you know how much times I had to take a shower today because of you?” He continued both his questions and walk towards the other, absentmindedly trapping Kikwang against a tree and his body. “Do you know how much headaches you caused me today?” His arms slowly snaked out, resting on the bark of the tree, trapping AJ even more.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” Kikwang pleaded, the back of his head resting against the bark as well, fearing his death. He knew his lover was mad.
“You even made me come and search for you, out in the cold.” Junhyung added his voice in a groan. Kikwang squeaked at the tone of the other’s voice before slowly looking upwards. “I never told you to come and look for me.” He explained, trying to at least get some points in this. “Come on, it’s you.” Junhyung remarked quickly. His mind already prepared for the argument as his lover pouted. “You make me sound like a kid.”
“Well that’s because you are one.”
A frown sketched Kikwang’s lips at the response. Was he just a kid to Junhyung? “Is that why you can never treat me as your lover?” He questioned randomly, completely shocked at his own blurt, he began to struggle, already embarrassed at it is. “Is that what you think?” The older responded and Kikwang stopped his movements, as he replied with a shrug. His head bowing in shame. “I don’t know. I can never read your mind so I always feel like a third wheel.” He clarified honestly and Junhyung smiled. The first big one that day.
“There’s no need to think that much. Besides there’s basically nothing in my mind to worry about.” He explained and then he leaned it. Desiring to catch the lips in front and as he did, he quirked his eyebrows. Somehow those lips were not soft nor smooth. In fact it carried a pine smell.
Opening his eyes, Junhyung confusedly stared at the plain piece of bark, realizing only seconds later that he was kissing … wood and hearing chuckles, he turned around to see an amused Kikwang, who was happily sitting, crossed legged on the grass. “Why you …” Junhyung mumbled, wiping his lips and as Kikwang noticed the glare, he groaned before trying to crawl away. - But then again his opponent was Junhyung and like predicted the older one won as he was now happily on top of the flustered AJ.
Both continued to stare, making a more silent atmosphere but that all slowly started to fade away as Kikwang interrupted with a little chuckle. “Confused.” Junhyung mumbled, still pinning his lover to the ground and still ignoring the by-passers. “I just remembered what you said about you having basically nothing in your mind.” AJ explained but still Junhyung glazed back confused. “You’re probably right. I bet you there’s nothing but elevator music up in your thick skull.” He added, more childish giggles escaping his lips as he wormed with laughter.
And Junhyung just stared.
- -
Soon as the pretty boy’s childish chuckles stopped, Kikwang peered back upwards. His eyes back on the other’s. “What?!” He blurted confused and already sick of the silence. Junhyung just shook his head in response before leaning down once again. ‘It’s just that I never knew your laugh can be so babyish.” He enlightened, finally giving the awaiting long kiss to the others. - And as he felt the soft and warm ones, he knew right there and then that Kikwang was his and only his.
“And about the earlier incident … I was joking.” Junhyung whispered, his breath tingling the tanned skin of Kikwang’s neck. “My trust for you is wide.” His smoothed gently, his tone harmonizing with such seductiveness. “Forgive me?” - Kikwang squirmed underneath, getting even more flustered. “You’re too cheesy!” He growled, while the other male just chuckled and continued to steal even more kisses from the other.
“Too bad Valentine’s Day is over.” Kikwang stated with a pout as he began to blow his bangs out of his eyes, since his hands were still in the tight grip of Junhyung’s. “Maybe we can make our own day. You know just for us.” Junhyung suggested as he smiled in amusement at the strong effect AJ had in blowing away his bangs and as the male pinned down slowly nodded, a big smile plastering his pretty facials, Junhyung decided to ruin the mood with some tactics he learned from his friends.
“Can I borrow your library card?” He questioned a snarky smile playing his lips and as Kikwang stopped his movements, his eyebrows quirked in concern. “Why?” He responded, wondering how in the hell, Junhyung thought about a library in a time like this. “So I can check you out.” Junhyung responded, receiving the biggest ‘what the fuck’ face from his partner. “You’re an idiot, now get off my legs. They hurt.” Kikwang demanded but Junhyung, predictably didn’t budge.
“It’s probably because you been running through my mind all day.” He then responded, his teeth slowly biting down on his lips. Trying his best to hold back his laughter, especially at the reactions he would get from the other. “Are you drunk?” Kikwang then questioned. His head tilted to the side as he watched his lover.
“I’m not drunk. I’m just intoxicated by your beauty.” The other responded and that got Kikwang squirming underneath once again. “Be cheesy again and I swear I’ll kill you.” He warned. His worming skills not coming to a hold. Junhyung smirked as he didn’t have any intention to stop. “Let’s play carpenter. First we get hammered. Then I nail you.” He continued his voice even more seductive. Making Kikwang even more flustered. Before his fingers once again curled into a fist and pounded Junhyung’s chest.
“You cheesy bastard. STOP HANGING AROUND WITH YOOCHUN.”
Junhyung smiled as his pick-up lines slowly came to a hold. - And with another urge he unexpectedly kissed Kikwang once again but this time both lips locked for a longer period of time. "I promise not to make you cry anymore." He then smoothed, feeling guilty but soon all of that disappeared as he felt the soft peck on the cheek, the other gave.
"I trust you."
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A//N: A bit belated-Valentine special. Sorry it wasn't that good. Hmm besides that, comments are loved.
To the mods; Can I get an author's-tag?