(dbsk; fanfic) I'm falling into you
Yunho / Changmin | pg13
Where Changmin’s falling and losing to Yunho
“Shoes.” Changmin yells from the bathroom when he hears the main door open and close shut.
“Fuck you, I need to pee.” He hears Yunho’s familiar voice streaming in, he hears the other bathroom door open and close and Changmin sighs, rolls his eyes and goes back to shaving.
“What’s up, Changminnie?” Yunho appears at the threshold of the bathroom; leaning against the door frame, he smiles widely at Changmin. “Getting ready for a bath?”
“Yes. And no, you are not allowed to join me.”
Yunho pouts; “We should save water so we should have a bath together.”
“Then we should take alternate days for having a bath.” Changmin replies, running his razor under the running water. “Don’t have a bath today.”
Yunho frowns and runs a hand through his hair and Changmin can’t help but admire how effortlessly it falls back into place. “You’re no fun, Changdola. How can you refuse yourself some happy time?”
Changmin spares Yunho a sceptical look; “I like happy time but I also like my personal shower time, thank you very much.”
Yunho pokes his tongue out at him and leans in and shuts the bathroom door; “Wake me up once you’re done showering, princess”
“That’s Jaejoong Hyung. “ Changmin yells out but he isn’t too sure whether or not Yunho heard him.
Honestly, it doesn’t take Changmin a whole lot of will power to refuse Yunho; he’s always the one in power - well most of the always. There are times when Yunho is downright stubborn and will not budge from his decision and those are the times Changmin usually gives in.
Changmin also usually gives in when Yunho sneaks into the misty bathroom, runs his long fingers across Changmin’s bare back and holds him by the waist and presses his chest against Changmin’s back.
“Let’s save some water, Changmin.” He whispers into Changmin’s hair, lathering soap on to his hands and running all over the length of Changmin’s body.
And Yunho’s voice is so smooth, so silky - Changmin’s losing it, losing it right there and falling; falling so deep, so fast.
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They weren’t always like this.
Changmin was sure he was attracted to women, with their curvy hips and breasts and soft voices calling him out as their delicately touch his hands. He liked masturbating to the face of the new girl band that had debuted with their short skirts and high pony tails and long, slim legs. Oh, he liked it all so much.
But then, Jung Yunho happened.
He was thirteen when he first met Yunho; seventeen when he realized he was hopelessly in love with the older boy.
Yunho, being two years older than Changmin, always looked out for Changmin. Always saved food for him, taught him ways to improve his dance moves, spoke up for Changmin when there was trouble. He was Changmin’s best friend, teacher, brother, role model, everything.
He was perfect.
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Changmin stops drying his hair when he feels Yunho arms around his waist. “Changminnie.” Yunho says, in that whining but cute tone of his.
Changmin sighs; he’s losing again. “What do you want?”
“It’s our day off, let’s not go anywhere.” Yunho says, nuzzling his face into Changmin’s neck.
“I have to go meet my college friends.” Changmin sighs throwing the towel away and trying to free himself from Yunho’s grip.
“I have been putting them off for a long time - “ Changmin wants to continue but Yunho’s sucking on his neck and Changmin’s lost.
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The first time they kissed was all Yunho’s fault. Changmin was sharing his room with Yunho, which was completely the manager’s fault and Jaejoong’s because he wanted to share a room with Junsu, who was a total pushover and would give Jaejoong his wardrobe space as well.
Yunho had walked in after working out, in his grey tank top matted with sweat and smiling like a winner. “I did a good five hundred push ups today.” He said, triumphantly and Changmin had nodded, his nose covered behind a book that he was completely engrossed in.
“Changmin-ah, you are not listening to me.”
Changmin grunted.
“Oi, Shim Changmin.”
“What?” Changmin snapped and dropped his book to find Yunho inches away from his face, smiling widely.
“I said, I did a good five hundred push ups today.”
“I - I heard you.” Changmin stammered, trying not to focus on Yunho’s gorgeous face and newly formed biceps.
“You should come work out with me; we’d have a good time.” Yunho said, bouncing on Changmin’s mattress.
“How about no? I would like to spend my free time catching up on my reading and sleep.” Changmin had replied, snark and all.
“Aigoo, Changminnie…such an old man.” Yunho said, leaning forward and tickling the younger one. “You’re only sixteen, lighten up a bit, grow that body and show it off. You’ll get a girlfriend in no time.”
“Gah.” Changmin squealed when Yunho tickled him. “Getoffmehyung- ohmygod- getoffgetoffgetoff”
Yunho laughed out loud and got on top of Changmin and tickled him harshly till Changmin was red in the face and couldn’t breathe.
“God, Hyung, “ Changmin groaned, throwing Yunho off and holding his stomach. “You are so annoying.”
Yunho easily slipped on his side and laid his head on Changmin’s pillow and smiled at the younger boy; “You really need to loosen up, you know? You scare Junsu.”
“I don’t care this is who I am.” Changmin mumbled, sleeping on his side and facing Yunho.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Changmin replied and stiffened when Yunho scouted closer. “Hyung, what are you doing?” Changmin asked but Yunho was kissing him, right the lips and it was delicious. Changmin be damned if he cared that Yunho had just come back from the gym stinking of sweat, Changmin would not trade this moment for anything else.
“Just like how I thought they would be.” Yunho said, lips still brushing against Changmin’s. “Soft and delicate.”
“Are you going to kiss again?” Changmin and Yunho replied with another kiss.
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Changmin softly moans when he feels Yunho’s hands digging into his waist; Yunho moves in and out of him with ease, like he’s used to it.
He is.
“Oh Hyung.” Changmin groans softly, when he feels Yunho’s fingers running through his hair and leaving a trail
of kisses along his neck. “Oh Hyung, I - “
“Ssh.” Yunho mouths on Changmin’s back, gripping his waist tightly. “Ssh.”
Changmin comes all over the sheets.
+
Before Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu had decided to leave, they had tried to convince Yunho and Changmin to leave with them, to leave the company for good.
But Yunho stayed, because he was loyal and righteous and a proud man.
And Changmin stayed, because he was in love with Yunho and no matter what, he was never going to give up on Yunho.
“I didn’t do wrong, did I Changminnie?” Yunho asked, one night drunk out of his senses and tears pooling at
the corners of his eyes.
“No, Hyung no.” Changmin had held him tightly as they sat in a corner of the apartment with all the lights switched off.
“I am going to miss them. So much, Changminnie. So very much.” Yunho sniffed and Changmin held him tighter. “I am going to miss them too.”
“Thank you, Changmin-ah.” Yunho looked up at Changmin. “Thank you for supporting me.”
Changmin’s heart broke as Yunho’s tears rolled. He leaned in and kissed Yunho hard on the lips and Yunho had kissed back with equal fervour; “It’s you and me now, Changmin. It’s you and me against the world.”
“And we are going to a damn good team.” Changmin had whispered into Yunho’s mouth.
And what a damn good team they were.
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Yunho lies next to Changmin, happily spent and grinning at Changmin.
“What are you staring at?” Changmin frowns, poking Yunho’s cheeks.
“You.” Yunho replies, grins wider and moves in closer to Changmin. “You, I love you.”
Changmin smiles lazily; “I love me too.” He says and Yunho lets out a heavy sigh and turns away. “Whatever Changmin.”
Changmin sits up, rests his weight on his elbow and stares at the Yunho and how marvellously the sunlight spilling in from the curtains lights up the rippling muscles on Yunho’s back. Yunho is gloriously silhouetted against the late morning sunlight and Changmin smiles widely as he looks over at Yunho and thinks, hey, this is my lover
Everything is a litter bizarre for a moment.
“You know, I kind of expect you to console me here and tell me that you are hopelessly and madly in love with me.” Yunho turns to him and frowns.
Changmin smiles, leans down and kisses Yunho till they are both breaking for air. Changmin scoots closer, takes Yunho’s face in his palms and kisses the tip of Yunho’s nose.
“Jung Yunho, I have always been hopelessly and madly in love with you and I will always stand by you, no matter what.”
And Changmin meant everyone of that word.
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a/n: for Sandra, happy birthday bb ;; sorry it’s late
Hope you have had a fantastic birthday and you were all so cheesy and cute on twitter /sobs/ stahp with your kawaii-ness D:
Anyhoo ^__^ I hope you like this and I hope it’s not confusing and I suck at smut so sorry ;;
Happy birthday bb doll \O/
Where Changmin’s falling and losing to Yunho
“Shoes.” Changmin yells from the bathroom when he hears the main door open and close shut.
“Fuck you, I need to pee.” He hears Yunho’s familiar voice streaming in, he hears the other bathroom door open and close and Changmin sighs, rolls his eyes and goes back to shaving.
“What’s up, Changminnie?” Yunho appears at the threshold of the bathroom; leaning against the door frame, he smiles widely at Changmin. “Getting ready for a bath?”
“Yes. And no, you are not allowed to join me.”
Yunho pouts; “We should save water so we should have a bath together.”
“Then we should take alternate days for having a bath.” Changmin replies, running his razor under the running water. “Don’t have a bath today.”
Yunho frowns and runs a hand through his hair and Changmin can’t help but admire how effortlessly it falls back into place. “You’re no fun, Changdola. How can you refuse yourself some happy time?”
Changmin spares Yunho a sceptical look; “I like happy time but I also like my personal shower time, thank you very much.”
Yunho pokes his tongue out at him and leans in and shuts the bathroom door; “Wake me up once you’re done showering, princess”
“That’s Jaejoong Hyung. “ Changmin yells out but he isn’t too sure whether or not Yunho heard him.
Honestly, it doesn’t take Changmin a whole lot of will power to refuse Yunho; he’s always the one in power - well most of the always. There are times when Yunho is downright stubborn and will not budge from his decision and those are the times Changmin usually gives in.
Changmin also usually gives in when Yunho sneaks into the misty bathroom, runs his long fingers across Changmin’s bare back and holds him by the waist and presses his chest against Changmin’s back.
“Let’s save some water, Changmin.” He whispers into Changmin’s hair, lathering soap on to his hands and running all over the length of Changmin’s body.
And Yunho’s voice is so smooth, so silky - Changmin’s losing it, losing it right there and falling; falling so deep, so fast.
+
They weren’t always like this.
Changmin was sure he was attracted to women, with their curvy hips and breasts and soft voices calling him out as their delicately touch his hands. He liked masturbating to the face of the new girl band that had debuted with their short skirts and high pony tails and long, slim legs. Oh, he liked it all so much.
But then, Jung Yunho happened.
He was thirteen when he first met Yunho; seventeen when he realized he was hopelessly in love with the older boy.
Yunho, being two years older than Changmin, always looked out for Changmin. Always saved food for him, taught him ways to improve his dance moves, spoke up for Changmin when there was trouble. He was Changmin’s best friend, teacher, brother, role model, everything.
He was perfect.
+
Changmin stops drying his hair when he feels Yunho arms around his waist. “Changminnie.” Yunho says, in that whining but cute tone of his.
Changmin sighs; he’s losing again. “What do you want?”
“It’s our day off, let’s not go anywhere.” Yunho says, nuzzling his face into Changmin’s neck.
“I have to go meet my college friends.” Changmin sighs throwing the towel away and trying to free himself from Yunho’s grip.
“I have been putting them off for a long time - “ Changmin wants to continue but Yunho’s sucking on his neck and Changmin’s lost.
+
The first time they kissed was all Yunho’s fault. Changmin was sharing his room with Yunho, which was completely the manager’s fault and Jaejoong’s because he wanted to share a room with Junsu, who was a total pushover and would give Jaejoong his wardrobe space as well.
Yunho had walked in after working out, in his grey tank top matted with sweat and smiling like a winner. “I did a good five hundred push ups today.” He said, triumphantly and Changmin had nodded, his nose covered behind a book that he was completely engrossed in.
“Changmin-ah, you are not listening to me.”
Changmin grunted.
“Oi, Shim Changmin.”
“What?” Changmin snapped and dropped his book to find Yunho inches away from his face, smiling widely.
“I said, I did a good five hundred push ups today.”
“I - I heard you.” Changmin stammered, trying not to focus on Yunho’s gorgeous face and newly formed biceps.
“You should come work out with me; we’d have a good time.” Yunho said, bouncing on Changmin’s mattress.
“How about no? I would like to spend my free time catching up on my reading and sleep.” Changmin had replied, snark and all.
“Aigoo, Changminnie…such an old man.” Yunho said, leaning forward and tickling the younger one. “You’re only sixteen, lighten up a bit, grow that body and show it off. You’ll get a girlfriend in no time.”
“Gah.” Changmin squealed when Yunho tickled him. “Getoffmehyung- ohmygod- getoffgetoffgetoff”
Yunho laughed out loud and got on top of Changmin and tickled him harshly till Changmin was red in the face and couldn’t breathe.
“God, Hyung, “ Changmin groaned, throwing Yunho off and holding his stomach. “You are so annoying.”
Yunho easily slipped on his side and laid his head on Changmin’s pillow and smiled at the younger boy; “You really need to loosen up, you know? You scare Junsu.”
“I don’t care this is who I am.” Changmin mumbled, sleeping on his side and facing Yunho.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Changmin replied and stiffened when Yunho scouted closer. “Hyung, what are you doing?” Changmin asked but Yunho was kissing him, right the lips and it was delicious. Changmin be damned if he cared that Yunho had just come back from the gym stinking of sweat, Changmin would not trade this moment for anything else.
“Just like how I thought they would be.” Yunho said, lips still brushing against Changmin’s. “Soft and delicate.”
“Are you going to kiss again?” Changmin and Yunho replied with another kiss.
+
Changmin softly moans when he feels Yunho’s hands digging into his waist; Yunho moves in and out of him with ease, like he’s used to it.
He is.
“Oh Hyung.” Changmin groans softly, when he feels Yunho’s fingers running through his hair and leaving a trail
of kisses along his neck. “Oh Hyung, I - “
“Ssh.” Yunho mouths on Changmin’s back, gripping his waist tightly. “Ssh.”
Changmin comes all over the sheets.
+
Before Jaejoong, Yoochun and Junsu had decided to leave, they had tried to convince Yunho and Changmin to leave with them, to leave the company for good.
But Yunho stayed, because he was loyal and righteous and a proud man.
And Changmin stayed, because he was in love with Yunho and no matter what, he was never going to give up on Yunho.
“I didn’t do wrong, did I Changminnie?” Yunho asked, one night drunk out of his senses and tears pooling at
the corners of his eyes.
“No, Hyung no.” Changmin had held him tightly as they sat in a corner of the apartment with all the lights switched off.
“I am going to miss them. So much, Changminnie. So very much.” Yunho sniffed and Changmin held him tighter. “I am going to miss them too.”
“Thank you, Changmin-ah.” Yunho looked up at Changmin. “Thank you for supporting me.”
Changmin’s heart broke as Yunho’s tears rolled. He leaned in and kissed Yunho hard on the lips and Yunho had kissed back with equal fervour; “It’s you and me now, Changmin. It’s you and me against the world.”
“And we are going to a damn good team.” Changmin had whispered into Yunho’s mouth.
And what a damn good team they were.
+
Yunho lies next to Changmin, happily spent and grinning at Changmin.
“What are you staring at?” Changmin frowns, poking Yunho’s cheeks.
“You.” Yunho replies, grins wider and moves in closer to Changmin. “You, I love you.”
Changmin smiles lazily; “I love me too.” He says and Yunho lets out a heavy sigh and turns away. “Whatever Changmin.”
Changmin sits up, rests his weight on his elbow and stares at the Yunho and how marvellously the sunlight spilling in from the curtains lights up the rippling muscles on Yunho’s back. Yunho is gloriously silhouetted against the late morning sunlight and Changmin smiles widely as he looks over at Yunho and thinks, hey, this is my lover
Everything is a litter bizarre for a moment.
“You know, I kind of expect you to console me here and tell me that you are hopelessly and madly in love with me.” Yunho turns to him and frowns.
Changmin smiles, leans down and kisses Yunho till they are both breaking for air. Changmin scoots closer, takes Yunho’s face in his palms and kisses the tip of Yunho’s nose.
“Jung Yunho, I have always been hopelessly and madly in love with you and I will always stand by you, no matter what.”
And Changmin meant everyone of that word.
+
a/n: for Sandra, happy birthday bb ;; sorry it’s late
Hope you have had a fantastic birthday and you were all so cheesy and cute on twitter /sobs/ stahp with your kawaii-ness D:
Anyhoo ^__^ I hope you like this and I hope it’s not confusing and I suck at smut so sorry ;;
Happy birthday bb doll \O/