A Bus-Ride Away
Title: A Bus-Ride Away
Pairing: Yunho / Yoochun
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: NC - 17
Length: One Shot
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Yoochun is in love with the popular guy.
A/N: a birthday present for sab08! Happy Birthday and I love you! :3 and this is a sequel to JaeMin The Genius Next Door.
(Spanish translation by sheiho23_5)
03.09.11 | Love on Top - Beyonce
“Changmin…” Yoochun whimpered, tightening his hold around Changmin.
“Hm?” Changmin smiled and patted Yoochun’s hair lovingly.
There was a loud sound from the door being slammed open and Yoochun whimpered in fear, hiding behind Changmin. Jaejoong glared at them, “Hands off my boyfriend, Park!”
Changmin clicked his tongue, “Stop being like that, Jae. Yoochun was only here for some advice and to study.”
“I’ve had enough!” Jaejoong clung to Changmin, shoving Yoochun away. “I’m tired of sharing you!” he whined.
Changmin laughed and stole a kiss from his boyfriend. Jaejoong pouted and demanded for more kisses, which Changmin gladly gave to him. Soon, Yoochun who were still standing at the far corner of Changmin’s bedroom went forgotten. Yoochun smiled understandingly and excused himself. Changmin wanted to walk him to the bus stop but Jaejoong protested, so Yoochun insisted on walking back himself.
He sighed and adjusted his glasses as he sat and waited for the bus.
The sun was long gone and it was getting really dark. Yoochun played with the end of his scarf, twirling it on his finger. He hummed to a song that reminded him of Yunho, a sweet song about a guy who puts his lover first above anything else. That’s how he pictures Yunho, a perfect person who will do whatever it is for the person he loves. The only problem was, he wasn’t that person.
It had been six months since Yunho gave a little more attention to him than he did before. Jaejoong and Changmin had also been together for two months. Nothing changed much, except that he got to spend less time with his best friend. Yunho was around a lot, but that’s not because he wanted to get close to Yoochun, only because he’s Jaejoong’s best friend.
It was true that Yoochun had his eyes on Yunho almost as long as since Jaejoong started stalking Changmin. Jaejoong bullying him, out of jealousy, he knew, also gave him more chance to see Yunho. Yunho would be there with Jaejoong, stopping the overly jealous man when he got out of hand, and his kindness was what made him fell for Yunho. Yunho since then was sort of a guardian angel to Yoochun, stepping in front of the defenseless men when Jaejoong is PMS-ing.
A pair of hands wrapped around his shoulder and when he looked up, he found Yunho’s smiling face. Yoochun smiled back and Yunho took the seat next to him as he waved his friends goodbye.
“You’re not going home?” Yoochun asked.
Yunho shook his head; “I’ll take you home first.”
Yoochun’s smile fell, but he hid it with his scarf. It wasn't the first time Yunho had walked him home, but Yunho's kindness would only hurt him more. Yunho watched Yoochun as the smaller man looked down on his hand, still playing with the end of his scarf. After a few moments of silence Yunho reached to take Yoochun’s hand into his. Yoochun blushed and looked up, but smiled. So Yunho noticed his hands were freezing.
Yunho smiled back and the bus came. The two of them got up but before Yunho got into the bus Yoochun stopped him, “This is the last bus. You don’t have to walk me home, you won’t be able to go home later on.”
Yunho chuckled, “Should I stay at your place then? I’d rather not go home than worry about you getting there safely.” He took Yoochun’s hand and led them to sit on the last row of the bus. The bus was pretty empty, and soon it started moving again. Yunho wrapped his arm around Yoochun’s shoulder and placed Yoochun’s head on his. Yoochun who had been exhausted from studying with Changmin earlier slowly drifted to sleep in Yunho’s warmth.
When he opened his eyes, the bus stopped on the station he was supposed to get off on. Yunho led him out of the bus and walked Yoochun home. “Do you come home late that often? Alone?” Yunho asked.
“Usually when it gets too late Changmin walks me home, but Jaejoong came over,” Yoochun said, tightening his hold of Yunho’s hand.
“Changmin is such a good friend.”
“I’ve known him since we were twelve,” Yoochun nodded. “He’s my only friend after all.”
“I’m your friend too,” Yunho protested. Yoochun blushed and smiled thankfully at Yunho, feeling happy even though he wanted more. He knew deep inside ‘more’ would never happen.
They finally reached Yoochun’s house and Yoochun offered him to come it. “It’s really too late for you to walk home, you should stay over,” Yoochun said without meeting Yunho’s eyes, afraid of rejection or the other seeing his blush.
Yunho ruffled his hair, “I’ll be fine.”
“But you’re not the only one worrying,” Yoochun protested. “I get worried too!” After he realized that he had said, he averted his gaze from Yunho, “It hasn’t been safe at night, I’ve seen several news about robbery around here…”
Yoochun looked down, too afraid of seeing Yunho’s face, for a minute as he waited for Yunho to say something. Anything, but it didn’t come. He dared himself to look up, unexpectedly meeting Yunho’s warm smile, making him blush deeper. “You’re such a nice person, Chunnie.”
“Come in,” Yoochun opened the door and hid his huge grin behind his scarf. Yunho followed behind him as he led the other into the house. “Yoohwan?” he called for his brother but the house was dark and empty. He started turning on lamps and went to the kitchen. A note from Yoohwan was on the fridge, ‘I’m staying over at Junsu’s, Hyung!’
“Your bother is not home?” Yunho looked at the note over his shoulder as he took off his coat.
“Staying at his boyfriend’s,” Yoochun sighed, “I should really remind him he has a house.”
Yunho laughed, “That’s good, we have the whole house for ourselves then?” he winked.
Yoochun blushed and cleared his throat, taking his coat off but leaving his scarf on, “Are you hungry?”
“Not really. Tea would be nice though,” he smiled. Yoochun nodded and started boiling the water. As he waited for the water to boil, he kept his back to Yunho who was sitting on the table behind him. He was starting to get nervous, thinking it might be mistake, because he thought Yoohwan would be home, not leaving him alone with Yunho. Yunho can be predatory too; he’s heard rumors how Yunho is able to influence people’s mind so easily they gave him what he wants. It was what made him so popular after all.
What if he would use that skill just to get into Yoochun’s pants?
And again, it’s not like he’s not willing to give everything to Yunho already.
Arms wrapped around his waist and Yunho put his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder. Yoochun stiffened for a bit but then relaxed himself against Yunho’s chest. The kettle whistled and Yunho reached over to turn the stove off, taking the kettle. Yoochun was about to protest but Yunho told him to sit, making the tea himself instead. Yunho had been to Yoochun’s house several times, only because Changmin went there and Jaejoong wanted someone to keep Yoochun busy while he devours Changmin, so he knew where Yoochun kept his tea. He brought two mugs to the table, handing one to Yoochun.
“Thank you,” Yoochun whispered into his cup. They drank in a comfortable silence, although Yoochun kept his eyes on his cup to avoid meeting Yunho’s. He could feel Yunho’s eyes on him, but he was too afraid to look up, too afraid of finding anything in those dark eyes.
“Yoochun,” Yunho called and Yoochun looked up instantly, all defenses crumbled down. “How come you never had a boyfriend?”
Yoochun felt all the blood in his body rushed to his head.
“That was random huh? Is it too personal? I’m sorry,” Yunho grinned sheepishly, only making Yoochun redder. The blossoming bright color on Yoochun's cheeks seemed to be permanent whenever Yunho's around, and he found it rather cute.
“No I- well I don’t think anyone’s ever attracted to me,” Yoochun chuckled nervously, fixing his glasses.
Yunho scoffed, “That’s not true.”
“Uh…” Yoochun cleared his throat again and drowned his tea. He took Yunho’s empty mug and put them in the sink for him to wash in the morning. “Let’s go upstairs, you can use Yoohwan’s bed.”
Yunho nodded and followed Yoochun. They entered the room and it was tidy with two single beds on each end. There were a lot of books on Yoochun’s side of room. Yoochun told Yunho to use the bathroom first, giving him his oversized sweater and sweatpants because Yunho is taller than him, as he made Yoohwan’s bed. When Yunho came out, the bed was well prepared. He smiled at Yoochun and thanked him. Yoochun blushed, again, and rushed to the bathroom.
He explored the room as he waited for Yoochun. The books were not only nerdy science books, but also novels and comic books. Yunho never expected to find CDs of his favorite bands in Yoochun’s drawers either. There was an old picture of Yoochun and Changmin framed on Yoochun’s desk and he felt a pang of jealousy, before reminding himself that Changmin loves Jaejoong.
Yoochun walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and spectacles off. Yunho thought he’d never seen Yoochun without his glasses on, and he looked really different. Yoochun looked more confident, his face more defined and his wavy hair fell delicately over his eyes, until he stumbled over nothing and Yunho caught him. Yoochun’s cheeks blossomed red again, making Yunho laughed. Yoochun is Yoochun after all.
He turned the lights off and they both lied on the beds on opposite walls. "Can I sleep with you?" Yunho offered, wanting to be close to Yoochun. "I can protect you from the Boogie Man under your bed." He always feels protective of the smaller man, Yoochun seemed so fragile.
"The bed is not big enough," Yoochun chuckled. "And the only man I should be afraid of in this house is you." In the dark, he couldn't see clearly but he knew Yoochun was blushing. The cutie always blushes.
Yunho chuckled along, "Goodnight, Chun-ah."
"Goodnight, Yunho."
Yoochun fell asleep almost immediately after they talked, another one of his weaknesses where he could have fallen asleep anywhere and sleep like a dead man even if tsunami hits. Yunho watched the other man sleep until he fell asleep to the sound of Yoochun’s soft breathing.
***
Yoochun walked down the rows of books before spotting Yunho at one end of the isle. He brightened and walked Yunho’s direction before he heard the argument. Yunho was arguing with Jaejoong.
“Don’t-dammit Yunho, how more stupid can you be?!” Jaejoong tried not to raise his voice.
“What do you know, Boo? Really, who made you the expert? If that time I-” Yunho’s word was cut as Jaejoong turned away. He immediately saw Yoochun; Yoochun flushed before turning away ready to escape.
“Don’t you dare, Park Yoochun!” Jaejoong growled and grabbed Yoochun by the back of his collar. He threw Yoochun to Yunho, who caught him before the nerd hits the ground. “There, Yunho, your prey right before your eyes.”
Prey?
“Jaejoong!” Yunho warned.
“Whatever, you deal with it yourself,” Jaejoong said and stomped off.
Yoochun sighed and stood up, smoothing his uniform back. He turned to Yunho, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” he said and walked away.
Yunho grabbed his wrist, “I’m sorry, Jaejoong can be really emotional sometimes. He didn’t mean the words he said.”
Yoochun shook his head, “It’s okay.”
"But-"
"Yunho," Yoochun cut in, "Stop spoiling me so much, people might misunderstand." He shrugged Yunho’s hands off and ran out of the library. Yoochun bit his lip against the tears that threatened to spill as he ignored Yunho. Yunho called Yoochun’s name, but the librarian scolded him for being loud. He contemplated going after Yoochun but decided maybe it wasn’t a good idea to talk when they’re both emotional.
“Fucking stupid Jaejoong,” Yunho cursed and ruffled his hair in frustration.
Yoochun ran to the roof, one of his favorite hiding places, and cried. He slammed the door behind him and slumped against the wall, sobbing as he buried his face between his knees. So he was a prey to Yunho after all. He wasn’t surprised, but it doesn’t meant it didn’t hurt.
And he cursed himself for being a fucking drama queen.
The door suddenly opened and Yoochun rushed to erase the track of his tears. He looked up to find Jaejoong stading by the door, frowning at him. Jaejoong sighed and closed the door behind him. He kneeled in front of Yoochun, while Yoochun panicked and pressed himself to the wall behind him.
Unexpectedly, Jaejoong reached to his pocket and handed him a handkerchief. Yoochun stared at it, dumbfounded, until Jaejoong sighed in annoyance and shoved the little piece of cloth to Yoochun's hand.
"Changmin said I'd find you here," Jaejoong sat on the floor cross-legged as Yoochun continued to stare. "I'm sorry, okay? It's just-"
"It's okay," Yoochun cut, voice hoarse from crying. He wiped his tears with Jaejoong's handkerchief. "I wasn't expecting anything."
"You idiot!" Jaejoong hit Yoochun on the head. "Aish, so annoying, both of you!"
"What did I do?!" Yoochun whined. "It's not like someone as perfect as Yunho deserves someone like me."
"I don't get it!" Jaejoong ruffled his hair in frustration. "Are you blind or what? Didn't you see how much attention Yunho showered you with?"
"He's nice to everyone," Yoochun reasoned.
"You-" Jaejoong raised a hand to hit Yoochun again but the nerd cut in.
"You said it yourself, I'm only a prey!" He was slightly shaking, gripping the handkerchief tight. "I don't want to play this game anymore, Jaejoong! Just stop!"
" I didn't mean that!" Jaejoong took a breath and sighed. "I didn't mean the things I said, I'm sorry! Yunho likes you, I swear he wasn't playing you."
"No he doesn't," Yoochun hugged his knees tigher to his chest. "He's a gentleman, that's all. He was being polite because I'm so patheticly head over heels for him."
"And since when do you know Yunho better than me?!" Jaejoong really hit Yoochun's arm this time. Yoochun rubbed his arm and pouted. "Grow some balls, dammit!"
"I didn't know you have any, Jaejoong, don't you dare tell me to grow balls!" Yoochun glared at Jaejoong for the first time.
"Oh, you dare talk back to me now?!" Jaejoong raised his voice and Yoochun lost his brave front, shaking his head frantically. "Geez, Yoochun, don't you realize this is all your mess?"
"What is?" Yoochun tilted his head in confusion.
"Idiot," Jaejoong smacked him again.
"You're so abusive!" Yoochun prostested.
"Listen!" Jaejoong glared and Yoochun instantly shut up. "Yunho spoiled you too much! Do you think someone would want to walk you home knowing he wouldn't be able to go his own home later if he doesn't like you? Remember what Yunho had done to you! He didn't go out with his popular friends when I asked him to come with me so someone can accompany you while I'm with Changmin. You don't think he risks his reputation hugging you at school? You think he needs you for tutoring? That's just an excuse! He could have practice basketball instead of accompanying you being the nerd you are in the library, eating up those thick useless books.
The only reason he hasn't confessed is because he isn't sure you like him back."
Yoochun swallowed, "I thought that's obvious?"
"Yunho might have the balls, but he's not exactly the most intuitive person I've ever met. He wouldn't realize other's feeling if you don't say it out loud."
"I-I have to say it first?"
"Are you dumb?" Jaejoong huffed. He got up and smoothen his pants. "I don't like you, but Yunho is my best friend and you're Changmin's best friend. Just, fucking solve this, okay?" Jaejoong ruffled Yoochun's hair and walked out the door.
Yoochun stared at the closed door dumbfoundedly, did he just have a heart to heart conversation with Kim Jaejoong?
***
Yunho paced in front of Yoochun's house. To ring the bell, or not to ring the bell? He had a fight with Jaejoong earlier about how Yoochun was torturing him, and he said it was him who hadn't confessed. Jaejoong insisted he should really speed up but he wasn't sure about how Yoochun felt for him. He didn't want to scare him off.
He groaned in frustration, and now Yoochun is hurt because of Jaejoong.
"Yunho?"
Yunho turned and found Yoochun walking his way, a bag from minimarket on his hand. "Hey," Yunho smiled, forgetting his worries.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Yoochun motioned Yunho to follow him inside as he unlocked the door to his house.
"I come to apologize," Yunho said as he followed Yoochun inside. They went to the kitchen and Yoochun put his grocery on the table.
"Apologize what? About earlier? Forget it," Yoochun shrugged. Yunho frowned in confusion but Yoochun smiled, "It's really okay."
"It's not okay!" Yunho protested. "I know you were hurt and-"
"I love you."
Yunho fell silent as the two stared at each other. There was a smile and pinkish blush taiting Yoochun's cheeks. "...what?" Yunho asked, unsure he heard the correct words.
"I love you," Yoochun repeated. "And Jaejoong is a bitch, so I won't let anything he says change the way I feel for you. I love you."
Yunho's jaw dropped. Yoochun turned around to the table and started unpacking the groceries while letting Yunho deal with his shock. Even so, Yunho could see the blush on Yoochun's cheeks even as the latter acted so calm. He sighed and hugged Yoochun from behind, stopping the man from his work.
"I love you too," Yunho whispered. He turned Yoochun around to face him and smiled at the smaller man, "and honestly I never expected you to confess before me."
"It was Jaejoong's idea," Yoochun blushed, hugging Yunho back.
"You talked to Jaejoong?"
"He's a little abusive at first but we managed to use words at the end," Yoochun chuckled.
"I'm going to kill him," Yunho muttered, making Yoochun laugh. He smiled at the smaller man, and slowly leaned down. Yoochun tiptoed a little until their lips met halfway. Yoochun wrapped his arms around Yunho's neck while Yunho lifted him by the waist, sitting him on the table behind him. They didn't care several cans fell down to the floor as they continued to kiss, Yoochun wrapping his limbs around Yunho's waist.
Yunho pulled away and sighed, "Wait." Yoochun nodded and waited, still sitting on the table, as Yunho took care of the groceries, putting them in the fridge or the drawers. He then went back to Yoochun. Yoochunn wrapped his legs around Yunho again and his hands were flat on his chest. "Got them out of the way."
Yoochun laughed, "My hero."
Yunho smirked and kissed Yoochun again. His hand traveled down Yoochun's side and slipped into his shirt. Yoochun gasped only to give easier access to Yunho's tongue. The hand was burning against his cold skin. Yunho slipped Yoochun's coat off his shoulder, untying the knot of Yoochun's scarf and letting the cloth fell to the floor. He kissed Yoochun's neck as he continued to unbutton his shirt, slowly revealing more and more milky skin for him to devour.
Yoochun felt every inch of his skin was flamed. Yunho saw deep pink staining Yoochun's cheeks and he licked his lips. Yoochun, panting and blushing, is nothing but adorable, a perfect jailbait. Yoochun leaned his weight on his elbows as Yunho continued to kiss down his front and played with his nipples.
Yoochun moaned as Yunho reached the band of his jeans, biting the edge and pulling it teasingly. "Y-Yunho!" Yoochun whined and moaned again when Yunho opened his button and slide the zipper down with his mouth.
Yunho smirked and shook off his coat and scarf as well, letting it fall to the floor carelessly. Yoochun reached over to help him with his belt and the button of his jeans as Yunho pulled his shirt over his head. They kissed again, Yunho pushing Yoochun's shirt and coat off his arms all the way and threw it some place else that it doesn't get in his way.
Yoochun bit on Yunho's collarbone, pulling a low growl from the latter and leaving a red mark. He pecked his work of art against Yunho's skin and smiled happily, "Mine." Yunho couldn't help but to smile at how adorable Yoochun is, ruffling his hair lovingly as Yoochun grinned at him. He lowered Yoochun back to the table and kissed him again, their fingers entwined.
Yunho pulled Yoochun's pants off along with his boxer and spread his legs. Yoochun took the innitiative to grab behind his knees and kept his legs opened. Yunho pecked Yoochun's lips one more time before he headed south, kissing Yoochun's white tigh. He dropped to his knee and began licking Yoochun's begging entrace teasingly, smirking at the pleading sound Yoochun created.
Yunho continued licking and slowly pushing his tongue passed Yoochun ring of muscle. Yoochun had to bite his forearm to keep from screaming. Yunho fucked Yoochun with his tongue and adding a finger with his tongue.
Yoochun was a pile of boneless mess by the time Yunho added his third finger. Yunho took his time, knowing this is Yoochun's first, so he chose to ignore his own throbbing erection and made sure Yoochun is stretched and lubed well to take his length. Yunho pushed his jeans and boxers down to his tights, freeing his weeping erection.
"Ready?" Yunho asked, brushing the hair plastered to Yoochun's forehead from sweat. Yoochun nodded and Yunho kissed his forehead as he directed his cock to Yoochun's entrance. He pushen in slowly, holding Yoochun's hand and kissing him, until he's fully inside. "Does it hurt?" he whispered in concern to his lover.
Yoochun shook his head although tears welled on his eyes, "M-move."
Yunho nodded and slowly pulled out before pushing in again. Yoochun moaned, tightening his hold on Yunho's hand and biting harder on his forearm. Yunho moved slowly, whispering soothing words to Yoochun's ears and kissing his tears away. His torso rubbed against Yoochun's erection, giving the much-needed friction to the latter.
It didn't take long for Yoochun to come between their pressed bodies. Yunho groaned as Yoochun’s entrance tightened and sped up, drawing his own orgasm to fill Yoochun up. Yoochun being so tight and blushing below him was too much that he couldn’t last longer. He collapsed on top of Yoochun as the latter wrapped his arms around Yunho, trying to catch his breath.
They stared at each other with a matching grin and Yunho leaned down to kiss Yoochun.
“You okay?” Yunho asked, kissing Yoochun’s forehead.
Yoochun nodded.
“Can you stand up?”
Yoochun chuckled and shook his head. Yunho laughed too and cleaned Yoochun up, before collecting their clothes back. He pulled his jeans back up and buttoned it before helping Yoochun wear his. Yoochun winced a bit from the sting, it was his first time after all, and leaned towards Yunho as the latter wrapped Yoochun’s shirt around the owner’s shoulder.
Just then the front door opened and Yoohwan and Junsu walked in. Yoochun panicked and blushed like mad when he met Yoohwan’s eyes. Yoohwan scowled, “Ew! Get a room next time, hyung!” Junsu blushed and giggled nervously.
“Sorry, your room’s too far we didn’t make it,” Yunho hugged Yoochun and smirked.
Yoohwan scoffed and dragged his boyfriend upstairs.
“Oh god,” Yoochun buried his face on Yunho’s chest.
Yunho chuckled, "Next time," he whispered, "We'll do it on a softer surface."
Yoochun flushed.
***
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes, "Is that a hickey?"
Yoochun blushed and turned away, holding his collars to hide the mark Yunho gave him the day before.
"Oh my god! Show me!" Jaejoong pulled his hands but Yoochun refused.
"It's none of your business!" Yoochun pushed Jaejoong away. Jaejoong insisted that he attacked Yoochun again, wrestling the nerd to the ground.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" Changmin rubbed the bridge of his nose with his knuckle when he found Jaejoong and Yoochun on the floor of his room, Jaejoong sitting on top of the latter pulling his shirt collar.
"Yunho, help!" Yoochun stretched his arm towards the mentioned.
"Yah!" Yunho pushed Jaejoong away and helped Yoochun up, pulling him to his arms protectively. Yoochun hugged back and seek protection behind Yunho in case Jaejoong attacks again.
"What- you got together didn't you?" Jaejoong pointed the two accusingly as Changmin pulled him back to his feet.
Yoochun's blush was all the answer they needed.
Changmin grinned, "It's about time."
"You guys should thank me," Jaejoong pouted.
"Thank you, my ass!" Yunho scoffed.
"Playing prince charming, huh, Jung-sshi?" Jaejoong asked sarcastically. Changmin laughed and pulled Jaejoong to his arms, patting his head lovingly to calm the emotional man.
Yunho rolled his eyes. "Whenever Yoochun's in danger, I'll be there. I'm only a bus-ride away, right?"
Yoochun laughed and tiptoed to press his lips against Yunho, "My hero."
***
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Pairing: Yunho / Yoochun
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: NC - 17
Length: One Shot
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Yoochun is in love with the popular guy.
A/N: a birthday present for sab08! Happy Birthday and I love you! :3 and this is a sequel to JaeMin The Genius Next Door.
(Spanish translation by sheiho23_5)
03.09.11 | Love on Top - Beyonce
“Changmin…” Yoochun whimpered, tightening his hold around Changmin.
“Hm?” Changmin smiled and patted Yoochun’s hair lovingly.
There was a loud sound from the door being slammed open and Yoochun whimpered in fear, hiding behind Changmin. Jaejoong glared at them, “Hands off my boyfriend, Park!”
Changmin clicked his tongue, “Stop being like that, Jae. Yoochun was only here for some advice and to study.”
“I’ve had enough!” Jaejoong clung to Changmin, shoving Yoochun away. “I’m tired of sharing you!” he whined.
Changmin laughed and stole a kiss from his boyfriend. Jaejoong pouted and demanded for more kisses, which Changmin gladly gave to him. Soon, Yoochun who were still standing at the far corner of Changmin’s bedroom went forgotten. Yoochun smiled understandingly and excused himself. Changmin wanted to walk him to the bus stop but Jaejoong protested, so Yoochun insisted on walking back himself.
He sighed and adjusted his glasses as he sat and waited for the bus.
The sun was long gone and it was getting really dark. Yoochun played with the end of his scarf, twirling it on his finger. He hummed to a song that reminded him of Yunho, a sweet song about a guy who puts his lover first above anything else. That’s how he pictures Yunho, a perfect person who will do whatever it is for the person he loves. The only problem was, he wasn’t that person.
It had been six months since Yunho gave a little more attention to him than he did before. Jaejoong and Changmin had also been together for two months. Nothing changed much, except that he got to spend less time with his best friend. Yunho was around a lot, but that’s not because he wanted to get close to Yoochun, only because he’s Jaejoong’s best friend.
It was true that Yoochun had his eyes on Yunho almost as long as since Jaejoong started stalking Changmin. Jaejoong bullying him, out of jealousy, he knew, also gave him more chance to see Yunho. Yunho would be there with Jaejoong, stopping the overly jealous man when he got out of hand, and his kindness was what made him fell for Yunho. Yunho since then was sort of a guardian angel to Yoochun, stepping in front of the defenseless men when Jaejoong is PMS-ing.
A pair of hands wrapped around his shoulder and when he looked up, he found Yunho’s smiling face. Yoochun smiled back and Yunho took the seat next to him as he waved his friends goodbye.
“You’re not going home?” Yoochun asked.
Yunho shook his head; “I’ll take you home first.”
Yoochun’s smile fell, but he hid it with his scarf. It wasn't the first time Yunho had walked him home, but Yunho's kindness would only hurt him more. Yunho watched Yoochun as the smaller man looked down on his hand, still playing with the end of his scarf. After a few moments of silence Yunho reached to take Yoochun’s hand into his. Yoochun blushed and looked up, but smiled. So Yunho noticed his hands were freezing.
Yunho smiled back and the bus came. The two of them got up but before Yunho got into the bus Yoochun stopped him, “This is the last bus. You don’t have to walk me home, you won’t be able to go home later on.”
Yunho chuckled, “Should I stay at your place then? I’d rather not go home than worry about you getting there safely.” He took Yoochun’s hand and led them to sit on the last row of the bus. The bus was pretty empty, and soon it started moving again. Yunho wrapped his arm around Yoochun’s shoulder and placed Yoochun’s head on his. Yoochun who had been exhausted from studying with Changmin earlier slowly drifted to sleep in Yunho’s warmth.
When he opened his eyes, the bus stopped on the station he was supposed to get off on. Yunho led him out of the bus and walked Yoochun home. “Do you come home late that often? Alone?” Yunho asked.
“Usually when it gets too late Changmin walks me home, but Jaejoong came over,” Yoochun said, tightening his hold of Yunho’s hand.
“Changmin is such a good friend.”
“I’ve known him since we were twelve,” Yoochun nodded. “He’s my only friend after all.”
“I’m your friend too,” Yunho protested. Yoochun blushed and smiled thankfully at Yunho, feeling happy even though he wanted more. He knew deep inside ‘more’ would never happen.
They finally reached Yoochun’s house and Yoochun offered him to come it. “It’s really too late for you to walk home, you should stay over,” Yoochun said without meeting Yunho’s eyes, afraid of rejection or the other seeing his blush.
Yunho ruffled his hair, “I’ll be fine.”
“But you’re not the only one worrying,” Yoochun protested. “I get worried too!” After he realized that he had said, he averted his gaze from Yunho, “It hasn’t been safe at night, I’ve seen several news about robbery around here…”
Yoochun looked down, too afraid of seeing Yunho’s face, for a minute as he waited for Yunho to say something. Anything, but it didn’t come. He dared himself to look up, unexpectedly meeting Yunho’s warm smile, making him blush deeper. “You’re such a nice person, Chunnie.”
“Come in,” Yoochun opened the door and hid his huge grin behind his scarf. Yunho followed behind him as he led the other into the house. “Yoohwan?” he called for his brother but the house was dark and empty. He started turning on lamps and went to the kitchen. A note from Yoohwan was on the fridge, ‘I’m staying over at Junsu’s, Hyung!’
“Your bother is not home?” Yunho looked at the note over his shoulder as he took off his coat.
“Staying at his boyfriend’s,” Yoochun sighed, “I should really remind him he has a house.”
Yunho laughed, “That’s good, we have the whole house for ourselves then?” he winked.
Yoochun blushed and cleared his throat, taking his coat off but leaving his scarf on, “Are you hungry?”
“Not really. Tea would be nice though,” he smiled. Yoochun nodded and started boiling the water. As he waited for the water to boil, he kept his back to Yunho who was sitting on the table behind him. He was starting to get nervous, thinking it might be mistake, because he thought Yoohwan would be home, not leaving him alone with Yunho. Yunho can be predatory too; he’s heard rumors how Yunho is able to influence people’s mind so easily they gave him what he wants. It was what made him so popular after all.
What if he would use that skill just to get into Yoochun’s pants?
And again, it’s not like he’s not willing to give everything to Yunho already.
Arms wrapped around his waist and Yunho put his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder. Yoochun stiffened for a bit but then relaxed himself against Yunho’s chest. The kettle whistled and Yunho reached over to turn the stove off, taking the kettle. Yoochun was about to protest but Yunho told him to sit, making the tea himself instead. Yunho had been to Yoochun’s house several times, only because Changmin went there and Jaejoong wanted someone to keep Yoochun busy while he devours Changmin, so he knew where Yoochun kept his tea. He brought two mugs to the table, handing one to Yoochun.
“Thank you,” Yoochun whispered into his cup. They drank in a comfortable silence, although Yoochun kept his eyes on his cup to avoid meeting Yunho’s. He could feel Yunho’s eyes on him, but he was too afraid to look up, too afraid of finding anything in those dark eyes.
“Yoochun,” Yunho called and Yoochun looked up instantly, all defenses crumbled down. “How come you never had a boyfriend?”
Yoochun felt all the blood in his body rushed to his head.
“That was random huh? Is it too personal? I’m sorry,” Yunho grinned sheepishly, only making Yoochun redder. The blossoming bright color on Yoochun's cheeks seemed to be permanent whenever Yunho's around, and he found it rather cute.
“No I- well I don’t think anyone’s ever attracted to me,” Yoochun chuckled nervously, fixing his glasses.
Yunho scoffed, “That’s not true.”
“Uh…” Yoochun cleared his throat again and drowned his tea. He took Yunho’s empty mug and put them in the sink for him to wash in the morning. “Let’s go upstairs, you can use Yoohwan’s bed.”
Yunho nodded and followed Yoochun. They entered the room and it was tidy with two single beds on each end. There were a lot of books on Yoochun’s side of room. Yoochun told Yunho to use the bathroom first, giving him his oversized sweater and sweatpants because Yunho is taller than him, as he made Yoohwan’s bed. When Yunho came out, the bed was well prepared. He smiled at Yoochun and thanked him. Yoochun blushed, again, and rushed to the bathroom.
He explored the room as he waited for Yoochun. The books were not only nerdy science books, but also novels and comic books. Yunho never expected to find CDs of his favorite bands in Yoochun’s drawers either. There was an old picture of Yoochun and Changmin framed on Yoochun’s desk and he felt a pang of jealousy, before reminding himself that Changmin loves Jaejoong.
Yoochun walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and spectacles off. Yunho thought he’d never seen Yoochun without his glasses on, and he looked really different. Yoochun looked more confident, his face more defined and his wavy hair fell delicately over his eyes, until he stumbled over nothing and Yunho caught him. Yoochun’s cheeks blossomed red again, making Yunho laughed. Yoochun is Yoochun after all.
He turned the lights off and they both lied on the beds on opposite walls. "Can I sleep with you?" Yunho offered, wanting to be close to Yoochun. "I can protect you from the Boogie Man under your bed." He always feels protective of the smaller man, Yoochun seemed so fragile.
"The bed is not big enough," Yoochun chuckled. "And the only man I should be afraid of in this house is you." In the dark, he couldn't see clearly but he knew Yoochun was blushing. The cutie always blushes.
Yunho chuckled along, "Goodnight, Chun-ah."
"Goodnight, Yunho."
Yoochun fell asleep almost immediately after they talked, another one of his weaknesses where he could have fallen asleep anywhere and sleep like a dead man even if tsunami hits. Yunho watched the other man sleep until he fell asleep to the sound of Yoochun’s soft breathing.
***
Yoochun walked down the rows of books before spotting Yunho at one end of the isle. He brightened and walked Yunho’s direction before he heard the argument. Yunho was arguing with Jaejoong.
“Don’t-dammit Yunho, how more stupid can you be?!” Jaejoong tried not to raise his voice.
“What do you know, Boo? Really, who made you the expert? If that time I-” Yunho’s word was cut as Jaejoong turned away. He immediately saw Yoochun; Yoochun flushed before turning away ready to escape.
“Don’t you dare, Park Yoochun!” Jaejoong growled and grabbed Yoochun by the back of his collar. He threw Yoochun to Yunho, who caught him before the nerd hits the ground. “There, Yunho, your prey right before your eyes.”
Prey?
“Jaejoong!” Yunho warned.
“Whatever, you deal with it yourself,” Jaejoong said and stomped off.
Yoochun sighed and stood up, smoothing his uniform back. He turned to Yunho, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to eavesdrop,” he said and walked away.
Yunho grabbed his wrist, “I’m sorry, Jaejoong can be really emotional sometimes. He didn’t mean the words he said.”
Yoochun shook his head, “It’s okay.”
"But-"
"Yunho," Yoochun cut in, "Stop spoiling me so much, people might misunderstand." He shrugged Yunho’s hands off and ran out of the library. Yoochun bit his lip against the tears that threatened to spill as he ignored Yunho. Yunho called Yoochun’s name, but the librarian scolded him for being loud. He contemplated going after Yoochun but decided maybe it wasn’t a good idea to talk when they’re both emotional.
“Fucking stupid Jaejoong,” Yunho cursed and ruffled his hair in frustration.
Yoochun ran to the roof, one of his favorite hiding places, and cried. He slammed the door behind him and slumped against the wall, sobbing as he buried his face between his knees. So he was a prey to Yunho after all. He wasn’t surprised, but it doesn’t meant it didn’t hurt.
And he cursed himself for being a fucking drama queen.
The door suddenly opened and Yoochun rushed to erase the track of his tears. He looked up to find Jaejoong stading by the door, frowning at him. Jaejoong sighed and closed the door behind him. He kneeled in front of Yoochun, while Yoochun panicked and pressed himself to the wall behind him.
Unexpectedly, Jaejoong reached to his pocket and handed him a handkerchief. Yoochun stared at it, dumbfounded, until Jaejoong sighed in annoyance and shoved the little piece of cloth to Yoochun's hand.
"Changmin said I'd find you here," Jaejoong sat on the floor cross-legged as Yoochun continued to stare. "I'm sorry, okay? It's just-"
"It's okay," Yoochun cut, voice hoarse from crying. He wiped his tears with Jaejoong's handkerchief. "I wasn't expecting anything."
"You idiot!" Jaejoong hit Yoochun on the head. "Aish, so annoying, both of you!"
"What did I do?!" Yoochun whined. "It's not like someone as perfect as Yunho deserves someone like me."
"I don't get it!" Jaejoong ruffled his hair in frustration. "Are you blind or what? Didn't you see how much attention Yunho showered you with?"
"He's nice to everyone," Yoochun reasoned.
"You-" Jaejoong raised a hand to hit Yoochun again but the nerd cut in.
"You said it yourself, I'm only a prey!" He was slightly shaking, gripping the handkerchief tight. "I don't want to play this game anymore, Jaejoong! Just stop!"
" I didn't mean that!" Jaejoong took a breath and sighed. "I didn't mean the things I said, I'm sorry! Yunho likes you, I swear he wasn't playing you."
"No he doesn't," Yoochun hugged his knees tigher to his chest. "He's a gentleman, that's all. He was being polite because I'm so patheticly head over heels for him."
"And since when do you know Yunho better than me?!" Jaejoong really hit Yoochun's arm this time. Yoochun rubbed his arm and pouted. "Grow some balls, dammit!"
"I didn't know you have any, Jaejoong, don't you dare tell me to grow balls!" Yoochun glared at Jaejoong for the first time.
"Oh, you dare talk back to me now?!" Jaejoong raised his voice and Yoochun lost his brave front, shaking his head frantically. "Geez, Yoochun, don't you realize this is all your mess?"
"What is?" Yoochun tilted his head in confusion.
"Idiot," Jaejoong smacked him again.
"You're so abusive!" Yoochun prostested.
"Listen!" Jaejoong glared and Yoochun instantly shut up. "Yunho spoiled you too much! Do you think someone would want to walk you home knowing he wouldn't be able to go his own home later if he doesn't like you? Remember what Yunho had done to you! He didn't go out with his popular friends when I asked him to come with me so someone can accompany you while I'm with Changmin. You don't think he risks his reputation hugging you at school? You think he needs you for tutoring? That's just an excuse! He could have practice basketball instead of accompanying you being the nerd you are in the library, eating up those thick useless books.
The only reason he hasn't confessed is because he isn't sure you like him back."
Yoochun swallowed, "I thought that's obvious?"
"Yunho might have the balls, but he's not exactly the most intuitive person I've ever met. He wouldn't realize other's feeling if you don't say it out loud."
"I-I have to say it first?"
"Are you dumb?" Jaejoong huffed. He got up and smoothen his pants. "I don't like you, but Yunho is my best friend and you're Changmin's best friend. Just, fucking solve this, okay?" Jaejoong ruffled Yoochun's hair and walked out the door.
Yoochun stared at the closed door dumbfoundedly, did he just have a heart to heart conversation with Kim Jaejoong?
***
Yunho paced in front of Yoochun's house. To ring the bell, or not to ring the bell? He had a fight with Jaejoong earlier about how Yoochun was torturing him, and he said it was him who hadn't confessed. Jaejoong insisted he should really speed up but he wasn't sure about how Yoochun felt for him. He didn't want to scare him off.
He groaned in frustration, and now Yoochun is hurt because of Jaejoong.
"Yunho?"
Yunho turned and found Yoochun walking his way, a bag from minimarket on his hand. "Hey," Yunho smiled, forgetting his worries.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Yoochun motioned Yunho to follow him inside as he unlocked the door to his house.
"I come to apologize," Yunho said as he followed Yoochun inside. They went to the kitchen and Yoochun put his grocery on the table.
"Apologize what? About earlier? Forget it," Yoochun shrugged. Yunho frowned in confusion but Yoochun smiled, "It's really okay."
"It's not okay!" Yunho protested. "I know you were hurt and-"
"I love you."
Yunho fell silent as the two stared at each other. There was a smile and pinkish blush taiting Yoochun's cheeks. "...what?" Yunho asked, unsure he heard the correct words.
"I love you," Yoochun repeated. "And Jaejoong is a bitch, so I won't let anything he says change the way I feel for you. I love you."
Yunho's jaw dropped. Yoochun turned around to the table and started unpacking the groceries while letting Yunho deal with his shock. Even so, Yunho could see the blush on Yoochun's cheeks even as the latter acted so calm. He sighed and hugged Yoochun from behind, stopping the man from his work.
"I love you too," Yunho whispered. He turned Yoochun around to face him and smiled at the smaller man, "and honestly I never expected you to confess before me."
"It was Jaejoong's idea," Yoochun blushed, hugging Yunho back.
"You talked to Jaejoong?"
"He's a little abusive at first but we managed to use words at the end," Yoochun chuckled.
"I'm going to kill him," Yunho muttered, making Yoochun laugh. He smiled at the smaller man, and slowly leaned down. Yoochun tiptoed a little until their lips met halfway. Yoochun wrapped his arms around Yunho's neck while Yunho lifted him by the waist, sitting him on the table behind him. They didn't care several cans fell down to the floor as they continued to kiss, Yoochun wrapping his limbs around Yunho's waist.
Yunho pulled away and sighed, "Wait." Yoochun nodded and waited, still sitting on the table, as Yunho took care of the groceries, putting them in the fridge or the drawers. He then went back to Yoochun. Yoochunn wrapped his legs around Yunho again and his hands were flat on his chest. "Got them out of the way."
Yoochun laughed, "My hero."
Yunho smirked and kissed Yoochun again. His hand traveled down Yoochun's side and slipped into his shirt. Yoochun gasped only to give easier access to Yunho's tongue. The hand was burning against his cold skin. Yunho slipped Yoochun's coat off his shoulder, untying the knot of Yoochun's scarf and letting the cloth fell to the floor. He kissed Yoochun's neck as he continued to unbutton his shirt, slowly revealing more and more milky skin for him to devour.
Yoochun felt every inch of his skin was flamed. Yunho saw deep pink staining Yoochun's cheeks and he licked his lips. Yoochun, panting and blushing, is nothing but adorable, a perfect jailbait. Yoochun leaned his weight on his elbows as Yunho continued to kiss down his front and played with his nipples.
Yoochun moaned as Yunho reached the band of his jeans, biting the edge and pulling it teasingly. "Y-Yunho!" Yoochun whined and moaned again when Yunho opened his button and slide the zipper down with his mouth.
Yunho smirked and shook off his coat and scarf as well, letting it fall to the floor carelessly. Yoochun reached over to help him with his belt and the button of his jeans as Yunho pulled his shirt over his head. They kissed again, Yunho pushing Yoochun's shirt and coat off his arms all the way and threw it some place else that it doesn't get in his way.
Yoochun bit on Yunho's collarbone, pulling a low growl from the latter and leaving a red mark. He pecked his work of art against Yunho's skin and smiled happily, "Mine." Yunho couldn't help but to smile at how adorable Yoochun is, ruffling his hair lovingly as Yoochun grinned at him. He lowered Yoochun back to the table and kissed him again, their fingers entwined.
Yunho pulled Yoochun's pants off along with his boxer and spread his legs. Yoochun took the innitiative to grab behind his knees and kept his legs opened. Yunho pecked Yoochun's lips one more time before he headed south, kissing Yoochun's white tigh. He dropped to his knee and began licking Yoochun's begging entrace teasingly, smirking at the pleading sound Yoochun created.
Yunho continued licking and slowly pushing his tongue passed Yoochun ring of muscle. Yoochun had to bite his forearm to keep from screaming. Yunho fucked Yoochun with his tongue and adding a finger with his tongue.
Yoochun was a pile of boneless mess by the time Yunho added his third finger. Yunho took his time, knowing this is Yoochun's first, so he chose to ignore his own throbbing erection and made sure Yoochun is stretched and lubed well to take his length. Yunho pushed his jeans and boxers down to his tights, freeing his weeping erection.
"Ready?" Yunho asked, brushing the hair plastered to Yoochun's forehead from sweat. Yoochun nodded and Yunho kissed his forehead as he directed his cock to Yoochun's entrance. He pushen in slowly, holding Yoochun's hand and kissing him, until he's fully inside. "Does it hurt?" he whispered in concern to his lover.
Yoochun shook his head although tears welled on his eyes, "M-move."
Yunho nodded and slowly pulled out before pushing in again. Yoochun moaned, tightening his hold on Yunho's hand and biting harder on his forearm. Yunho moved slowly, whispering soothing words to Yoochun's ears and kissing his tears away. His torso rubbed against Yoochun's erection, giving the much-needed friction to the latter.
It didn't take long for Yoochun to come between their pressed bodies. Yunho groaned as Yoochun’s entrance tightened and sped up, drawing his own orgasm to fill Yoochun up. Yoochun being so tight and blushing below him was too much that he couldn’t last longer. He collapsed on top of Yoochun as the latter wrapped his arms around Yunho, trying to catch his breath.
They stared at each other with a matching grin and Yunho leaned down to kiss Yoochun.
“You okay?” Yunho asked, kissing Yoochun’s forehead.
Yoochun nodded.
“Can you stand up?”
Yoochun chuckled and shook his head. Yunho laughed too and cleaned Yoochun up, before collecting their clothes back. He pulled his jeans back up and buttoned it before helping Yoochun wear his. Yoochun winced a bit from the sting, it was his first time after all, and leaned towards Yunho as the latter wrapped Yoochun’s shirt around the owner’s shoulder.
Just then the front door opened and Yoohwan and Junsu walked in. Yoochun panicked and blushed like mad when he met Yoohwan’s eyes. Yoohwan scowled, “Ew! Get a room next time, hyung!” Junsu blushed and giggled nervously.
“Sorry, your room’s too far we didn’t make it,” Yunho hugged Yoochun and smirked.
Yoohwan scoffed and dragged his boyfriend upstairs.
“Oh god,” Yoochun buried his face on Yunho’s chest.
Yunho chuckled, "Next time," he whispered, "We'll do it on a softer surface."
Yoochun flushed.
***
Jaejoong narrowed his eyes, "Is that a hickey?"
Yoochun blushed and turned away, holding his collars to hide the mark Yunho gave him the day before.
"Oh my god! Show me!" Jaejoong pulled his hands but Yoochun refused.
"It's none of your business!" Yoochun pushed Jaejoong away. Jaejoong insisted that he attacked Yoochun again, wrestling the nerd to the ground.
"What the hell are you guys doing?" Changmin rubbed the bridge of his nose with his knuckle when he found Jaejoong and Yoochun on the floor of his room, Jaejoong sitting on top of the latter pulling his shirt collar.
"Yunho, help!" Yoochun stretched his arm towards the mentioned.
"Yah!" Yunho pushed Jaejoong away and helped Yoochun up, pulling him to his arms protectively. Yoochun hugged back and seek protection behind Yunho in case Jaejoong attacks again.
"What- you got together didn't you?" Jaejoong pointed the two accusingly as Changmin pulled him back to his feet.
Yoochun's blush was all the answer they needed.
Changmin grinned, "It's about time."
"You guys should thank me," Jaejoong pouted.
"Thank you, my ass!" Yunho scoffed.
"Playing prince charming, huh, Jung-sshi?" Jaejoong asked sarcastically. Changmin laughed and pulled Jaejoong to his arms, patting his head lovingly to calm the emotional man.
Yunho rolled his eyes. "Whenever Yoochun's in danger, I'll be there. I'm only a bus-ride away, right?"
Yoochun laughed and tiptoed to press his lips against Yunho, "My hero."
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