Paper Cranes 14/??
Title: Paper Cranes 14/??(Sequel to Paper Cuts)
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, onkey, jazzhyun (read paper cuts to know about this one), taemin/sulli
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, pregnancy, angst
Summary: Lee Taemin was everything Minho wanted in a lover. He was the boy he wanted to come home to. The kind of boy that he never wanted to leave. The kind of boy that makes Minho want to give him everything. And finally it seemed like that he was finally going to get what he wanted. Taemin was breaking up with Sulli to be with him. He couldn't be happier. But just how long will their happiness last? Minho knew the kind of storm that would brew once Taemin broke up with Sulli, but he didn't care. He was going to stay by Taemin, no matter what. As long as the younger's heart was beating next to his, he didn't care. (sorry I suck at summaries)
A/N: All this rain is seriously putting a damper on my morning jog. WTF?! It needs to stop. On the bright side, it's given me the opportunity to start focusing on my dancing again. Got half of "Hello" choreography done in just under two hours yesterday. So planning on finishing it up before work to get my daily work out in today. haha. Here's another chapter for my 2min lovelies! A little bit of happiness to go balance out the sadness from the last chapter.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“So what are you going to do?” I ask her.
“I don’t know.”
“You’re not going to break up with him are you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Jazzy! You can’t! You love him and he loves you. There’s a baby on the way.”
“I know Minho. Don’t you think I know all of that? I’m torn okay? I love him with all my heart, but he’s being treated this way by his father because of me. I can’t stand to see him suffer like this.”
“So you would rather suffer yourself?”
“If that’s what it takes.”
“Babo!”
“Yeah, I am.”
Just as I’m about to say more to her, my phone goes off.
From: My Minnie <3
To: Minho
My parents are gone.
You can come back now.
“Taeminnie?”
“Yeah. His parents just left.”
“Then you should go back down to your apartment.”
“No, I’m not done talking to you.”
“He probably has something important to say or needs to be comforted.”
“You need to be comforted too Jazzy.”
“I’ll survive.”
“Jazzy!”
“Go,” she starts to push me towards the door.
An inner argument starts up in me. Part of me wants to go down to make sure my boyfriend is okay and find out what his parents told him. But the other part can’t just leave Jazzy like this. If I did, I’d feel like a horrible best friend. Then again, if I don’t go down there, I’ll feel like a horrible boyfriend. Damnit. Fuck my life.
“I’m not done talking with you Jazzy,” I say as I plant my feet firmly on the ground to stop moving. I’ve been neglecting my best friend, I can’t just ditch her now.
“Yes, you are. Now go to Taeminnie.”
“No. Not until we’re done talking.”
“And I just said that we are.”
“Jazzy, you’re my best friend.”
“Yes and boyfriend trumps best friend. So go, he needs you.”
“And you need me too.”
“Like I said, I’ll survive.”
My phone goes off again and it’s another text from Taemin.
From: My Minnie <3
To: Minho
Baby, where are you?
Come back please.
“Will you just go already?” Jazzy huffs. I look between her and my phone. The inner argument starting up again.
“Fine. I’ll go, but I’m coming back once I’m done with Taemin.”
“No, you’re going back to your apartment and staying there.”
“Quit trying to act tough. I know you’re hurting inside. Why can’t you just let me do my job as your best friend and comfort you?”
“Because I don’t need you to. I’m perfectly okay.”
“Stop lying. To me and to yourself. You’re not okay.”
“Why are you still here?”
“You’re impossible,” I raise my hands in defeat and stomp out of the apartment.
*~*
I sat on the couch, waiting for Minho to come back to the apartment. I thought about what my parents told me as I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged them. I couldn’t break up with Minho. I don’t think I would be able to even if I tried. I love him. But then again, I can’t let our company just go down because of my selfish reasons. My parents worked too hard to get it where it is today. And it’d just be selfish of me to throw all of their hard work away just so I can stay with the person I love. I should probably not worry about it for right now. My dad did tell me not to do anything until he called me later in the week. Apparently he had a meeting with Sulli’s dad in the next few days. He was going to try to get everything settled without having to involve me. I couldn’t help the bad feeling that was boiling in the pit of my stomach though.
I look towards the door when I hear it opening. The moment I see Minho coming into the room I rush over to him and wrap my body around his. I hear a small chuckle escape his mouth as he tried to steady both of our bodies so we don’t come tumbling down to the ground.
“Miss me?” he joked.
“Yes,” I answer and hastily kiss him on the lips. I pout when I feel him pull away from me.
“What happened with your parents? Are they horribly upset that you’re dating me?”
“Let’s not talk about that right now,” I say and begin to kiss his jawline.
“Minnie, what happened,” he pulls away from my kisses again and gives me a concerned look.
“I really don’t want to talk about it Minho. Can’t we just talk about it in the morning?”
“Why don’t you want to talk about it?”
“Because I’d rather be doing other things with my hot boyfriend,” I demonstrate what I’d rather be doing by putting my attention on his neck. He let’s a soft moan escape his mouth when I start to suck on the skin right behind his ear.
“Minnie.”
“Mm?”
“What happened?”
“You’re dead set on ruining the mood aren’t you?” I ask, pulling away from his neck and staring him in the eyes.
“I just want to know what we have in store for us. If your parents are opposed to our relationship or not.”
“They’re not opposed to it. Happy?”
“Yes.”
“Now can I get back to what I was doing?”
“Go ahead.”
“Thank you,” I turn my attention back to his neck and I feel his hands slip under my shirt. I lean back into his touch as his hands roam my bare back.
“Minnie.”
“Don’t tell me to stop again because I’m not going to,” I say against his neck.
“I wasn’t going to.”
“Then what were you going to say?”
“I was going to ask if you’ve showered yet.”
I pull away and raise an eyebrow at him, “You telling me I stink?”
“No.”
“Then what?”
“I was going to suggest we continue this in the shower.”
“Oh, well lead the way.”
As he begins to walk in the direction of the bathroom, I capture his lips with mine. He starts to nibble on my bottom lip for entrance into my mouth and I’m more than happy to give it to him. Our tongues start to dance around each other, familiar with the other as they slap against each other in an attempt to get into our mouths. His tongue wins, like it always does and invades my mouth. I feel it brushing over every inch in my mouth and I try to stop the moan from escaping my lips. He smirks against my lips as be closes the door of the bathroom and pushes me up against it.
We both pull away from the kiss to let oxygen into our bodies again. We take that moment to pull off each other’s shirts and toss them to the ground. My hands leave the back of his neck and begin to rub his toned chest and abs in front of me.
“Have I ever told you how much I love touching your body?” I ask him just as he’s attaching his lips to my neck.
“No.”
“I love touching your body,” he laughs against my neck and I let my hands wander down to his pants. I start to undo the button and fly so that I can slip my hands inside. I feel him moan against my neck as I let my fingers lightly brush his half-harden cock, “I especially love touch you here.”
“Well then, feel free to touch all you want,” he answers me and crushes his lips against mine. I’m completely absorbed in the kiss and hand job I’m giving him that I don’t even realize that he’s pulled my pants and boxers off of me. It’s only when the cool air hits my erection that I realize that I’m naked. My hand leaves his cock and he whimpers in protest.
“You can’t go into the shower with your pants and boxers on baby.”
“Then take them off already.”
“What do you think I’m doing?” I start to push both his jeans and boxers down making sure I cause enough friction to make him stand fully erect by the time they hit the ground. His lips are back on mine as he carries me into the bathtub. I reach behind him and turn on the water and it’s not long before the warm water is slicking down our bodies.
He moves our position a bit so that we’re not completely under the shower head and the water isn’t drowning us as we continue to make out. My hand reaches down to grab both of our erections and I start to rub them gently. We both moan in pleasure as our cocks rub against each other. We start to attack each other’s neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and nipping at the wet flesh.
I let out a small gasp when I feel one of his fingers slip into me. I tighten my legs a little to give me more balance as I push down, causing his finger to go deeper into me.
“Add another one baby,” I moan when I feel another finger slip into me just as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. The pleasure I’m feeling from his fingers working their way in and out of me along with my hand rubbing both of our cocks plus his heated mouth around my nipple it almost too much to bear. He was definitely driving me up the wall with pleasure. I let go of both of our cocks and rest my hands on his shoulders as I continue to moan wantonly.
I start to feel like he’s working too slow for my liking. So I decide to help him out a little bit. I lift myself up a little by using my elbows on his shoulders to gain a little leverage before dropping my body back down onto his fingers. He had his fingers angled just right to hit my prostate and all I see is white.
“Baby… Leave your fingers like that,” I order him as I repeat that motion several more times, his fingers hitting me each and every time. And each and every time I quicken the pace. Imagine my surprise when I drop my body down and I feel three of his fingers hit me instead of just the two. His attention never leaves me nipples and I can only imagine how hard and red they are from all the love they’re getting from his mouth. I start to get a bit jealous of it and pull his lips to mine. The kiss is sloppy as we both try to dominate it.
He pushes me up against the wall of the shower and I grunt at the force of my back hitting it. A mumbled sorry is spoken into my mouth as I push my tongue into his. I let out a little whine when I feel his fingers leave me with a feeling of emptiness. I reach down between us and grab his member in my hands. I position it at my puckered hole.
“Push it in baby,” I tell him and start to suck on his neck. He obliges and I let out a loud moan as I’m filled to the hilt. The water on our bodies makes our skin slick and my legs slip a little from his waist, causing me to fall on his member rather roughly. I feel his hands catch me by grabbing my ass and hoisting me back up. They don’t leave that spot as he continues to thrust up into me.
“Help me out a little baby,” he moans as I start to lift my body up again and thrust down to meet his thrust giving us both pleasure. We continue that motion until he finds my prostate again.
“Stop baby. I’ll take it from here,” I tell him and he stops thrusting into me and just focuses on keep us upright. My back rubs against the shower wall as I push my body down onto his cock, angled just right so it hits my prostate every time. His moaning is only turning me on more as I quicken the pace and force.
“Taemin,” he moans my name and it’s like music to my ears, “I’m going to come.”
“Then come baby,” I whisper huskily into his ear and it’s not long before I feel warm liquid filling me up. I let out a moan as he starts to thrust into me again, riding out his orgasm. This was probably the first time he reached his climax before me.
“Your turn,” he smirks at me as he unwraps my legs from around his waist. I feel a little wobbly as my feet hit the ground, but he steadies me. His now limp cock leaves me as he goes down on his knees. I look down at him and he returns my gaze before placing open mouthed kisses on my slightly purple cock. I needed to come and come badly.
“Baby, just take it in your mouth already,” I say between moans as he continued to tease me.
“Far be it from me to deny my boyfriend,” he answers and takes my full length into his mouth. I arch my back against the wall and my fingers tangle in his short black hair. He sucks on my length as his tongue teases my tip.
“Minho,” I moan and when I feel his jam relax, I buck my hips forward sending me deeper into his mouth. His hands grip my hips as I continue to thrust forward, fucking his mouth. I feel his grip tighten as he pulls his mouth away, “What are you doing?”
“You’re thrusting too fast baby. I’m going to choke,” he replies, his mouth still around me.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Just let me guide you okay?”
“Okay.”
I feel his mouth around my full length again. It takes a minute for his jaw to relax again and then I feel him squeeze my hips. I take this as a sign that I can thrust into him and I do. This time my thrusts are slow and combined with him sucking on me, I’m driven up the wall again. One of his hands leaves my hips and starts to massage my balls.
“Minho,” I start to moan again. When I feel the tip of my cock hit the back of his throat, I can’t hold it in anymore. I come without warning and my back arches against the wall of the shower. I look down and I see his head bobbing. The feel of him sucking me dry as I ride out my orgasm in his mouth is pure heaven. I hear a soft pop as his mouth leaves my now limp member.
I pull him up by his arms and kiss him. His arms wrap around my waist as mine wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. He pulls me under the shower head as we continue to kiss. The water falling down our bodies mix with the thin layer of sweat that covers us. I thought that the water would make the kiss horribly uncomfortable, but I’m wrong. He had us angled just right so that only a small amount of water trickled down our faces only to eventually enter our mouths and mix in with the saliva that was already there.
Again, we pull away at the same time gasping for air. I rest my forehead against his as I continue to pant, “That was so much better than the last time we did it in the shower.”
“Yeah,” he breathes out.
“Wanna go again?”
“Our water bill is going to extremely high this month.”
*~*
After we had sex for a second time in the shower before actually cleaning up, we’re back in the living room. Back to our positions before his parents showed up. He was on the floor in front of the coffee table glaring at the math problems in front of him and I was typing away on my laptop.
“Need help?” I ask, adjusting my glasses on my face but never taking my eyes off the screen in front of me.
“No, I think I got this one figured out,” he replies, his pencil moving over his paper as he writes out his answer.
“You sure?”
“Yeah,” he grabs his calculator to check his answer and smiles in triumph, “I got it!”
I let out a laugh and move my foot to rub his side as a way to congratulate him. He had been working on that problem for quite some time. My foot lands on the table again just as I hear the click of our door. I look up from my laptop, listening to the pairs of feet shuffling into the apartment.
“Hey, are we interrupting anything?” Key asks, rounding the corner with Onew right behind him. A bucket of chicken in his hand.
“No,” Taemin answers, “Just studying.”
“Oh okay. Well we won’t be long. We just came by to apologize, didn’t we yeobo?” Key pushes Onew in front of him.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“Oh hyung, it’s not your fault.”
“I’m still sorry though. I didn’t know that they were your parents. Had I known, I wouldn’t have mentioned that you were living with your boyfriend. My bad.”
“Hyung. Like I said, it’s not your fault.”
“Taeminnie, no need to be nice to him,” Key says, giving Onew a dirty look.
“No I mean it. It’s not Onew hyung’s fault. He didn’t know they were my parents. So no need to apologize.”
“Thanks Taemin,” Onew says, bowing his head.
“That’s not all,” Key pushes Onew’s back again.
“Yeobo, do I have to?”
“Yes.”
“But.”
“Do it or I’m not doing it with you tonight.”
“What?!” Onew gives Key a look of pure shock.
“I mean it.”
“You’re so cruel.”
“Are you implying you love chicken more than me?”
“No.”
“Well,” Key motions towards us and Onew steps forward.
“Here, a sign of my apology,” he says as he holds out the bucket of chicken to us.
“Onew hyung,” I say, trying not to laugh at the sadness in his face, “You don’t need to give us your chicken.”
“Yes I do.”
“Why?”
“Because Key told me I had to.”
“Key hyung,” I turn to him and he just nods at me, “I can’t take his chicken away from him. It’ll be like taking a bottle from a baby.”
“Take it Minho.”
“No,” I turn to face Onew again, “You can keep it Onew hyung.”
“Really?!” his face lights up.
“Yeah. I’m not as cruel as your boyfriend.”
“Minho!” Key yells at me, “Take the damn chicken!”
“No.”
“Fine. Onew go put the chicken in the kitchen and let’s go.”
“But he said I can keep it,” Onew pouts.
“And I said to go put it in the kitchen,” Key eyes him.
“Fine,” Onew sulks all the way to the kitchen while Key watches him. He comes back completely deflated and I almost feel sorry for him.
“Good boy,” Key smiles, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you forget all about that chicken tonight.”
Onew just lets out a defeated sigh as he goes to his boyfriend’s side.
“Stop sulking,” Key orders before whispering in Onew’s ear, which causes the older to immediately perk up.
“Well we better let you two get back to your studies,” Onew says before dragging a giggling Key out of the apartment.
“They worry me sometimes,” Taemin states, attention going back to the homework on the table.
“Me too baby. Me too.”
*~*
It’s almost midnight when I get home. I’m completely exhausted. I didn’t see the point in my father calling me into the office on my day off just to make copies and prepare folders for the meeting tomorrow. Isn’t that what assistants and secretaries are for? I felt bad because it was supposed to be the first night I’d get to spend with Jazzy in a little over a week. I missed her. I never got to see her besides in the morning before we’d head off to class. I even missed her last check up, Minho and Taemin had to go with her.
I throw my keys on the counter and place my bag down on the ground. I shuffle into the kitchen, flick on the light, and open the fridge. Even though all I wanted to do was sleep, my stomach growling told me I needed to get some food in me first. I spot a plate on the second shelf with a note on it.
Jjongie~
I cooked your favorite tonight.
Sorry we couldn’t enjoy it together.
Just heat it up for two minutes and
thirty seconds in the microwave.
There’s also fresh rice in the cooker.
Love you!
xoxo
Jazzy <3
I pull out the plate and take of the saran wrap before popping it into the microwave. I was definitely in the running for worst boyfriend of the year. I put a little bit of rice into a bowl and place it on the counter by the stools. I go and grab the plate of warm food when the microwave beeps. I settle down onto a stool and start to eat in silence.
“What do you want to drink?” I hear her voice behind me and I turn around. She’s standing a few feet away in one of my shirts that loosely hangs off one of her shoulders and hits her about mid-thigh.
“What are you doing up?”
“I heard some noise coming from the kitchen.”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
“I wasn’t sleep. I was waiting up for you.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“I know, but I can’t sleep well without you.”
She walks over to the cupboards and pulls down a glass. I watch her every movement from the stool. I feel like I’m seeing her for the first time again. I get up from my seat and make my way over to her. She’s pouring water into the glass when I wrap my arms around her. I rest my head on her shoulder.
“I miss you.”
“I miss you too,” she sets the glass and water pitcher on the counter. She turns around to face me, bringing her arms up around my neck.
“I’m sorry I’m never home these days.”
“It’s okay. You’re working.”
“It’s not okay. I feel like I’m neglecting you.”
“You’re not.”
“I missed your last appointment.”
“There will be many more.”
“I know.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” she leans up to kiss me. My arms around her tighten as I deepen the kiss, licking her bottom lip to gain entrance into her mouth. She slowly opens it for me and I stick my tongue into it. Eventually we break apart panting and gasping for air.
“You better go back to bed,” I say between the soft kisses I place on her lips.
“Not without you.”
“I’ll be there in a minute. I’m just going to finish my food and wash up real quick okay?”
“I can sit with you while you finish eating.”
“No, go to bed. It’s late.”
“But-”
“No buts,” I kiss her again and turn her in the direction of our room. I give her butt a light pat, “Get to bed.”
“Fine, but I’m not falling asleep until you’re in bed too.”
“Okay. Go,” I nod in the direction of the room and watch as she shuffles back to bed. I take a seat on the stool I was occupying earlier. I don’t finish my food. I just push it around my plate with my chopsticks. I can’t help but think that the kiss we just shared was different. It didn’t feel like it normally did. There was a kind of sadness in it and part of me didn’t think it was just because I had to work again tonight. My thoughts go back to the weird text I got from my brother earlier. I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up the text again.
From: Hyun Joong
To: Jonghyun
We need to talk.
It’s important.
Come to my office later.
I mean it.
I never went to his office. I didn’t have the time. I was trying to finish my tasks as quickly as possibly so I can come home to Jazzy. I wonder what he wanted to talk to me about.
Author: giveitupjessica
Rating: PG-NC-17 (depending on the chapter)
Pairings: 2min, onkey, jazzhyun (read paper cuts to know about this one), taemin/sulli
Genre: AU, romance, comedy, pregnancy, angst
Summary: Lee Taemin was everything Minho wanted in a lover. He was the boy he wanted to come home to. The kind of boy that he never wanted to leave. The kind of boy that makes Minho want to give him everything. And finally it seemed like that he was finally going to get what he wanted. Taemin was breaking up with Sulli to be with him. He couldn't be happier. But just how long will their happiness last? Minho knew the kind of storm that would brew once Taemin broke up with Sulli, but he didn't care. He was going to stay by Taemin, no matter what. As long as the younger's heart was beating next to his, he didn't care. (sorry I suck at summaries)
A/N: All this rain is seriously putting a damper on my morning jog. WTF?! It needs to stop. On the bright side, it's given me the opportunity to start focusing on my dancing again. Got half of "Hello" choreography done in just under two hours yesterday. So planning on finishing it up before work to get my daily work out in today. haha. Here's another chapter for my 2min lovelies! A little bit of happiness to go balance out the sadness from the last chapter.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“So what are you going to do?” I ask her.
“I don’t know.”
“You’re not going to break up with him are you?”
“I don’t know.”
“Jazzy! You can’t! You love him and he loves you. There’s a baby on the way.”
“I know Minho. Don’t you think I know all of that? I’m torn okay? I love him with all my heart, but he’s being treated this way by his father because of me. I can’t stand to see him suffer like this.”
“So you would rather suffer yourself?”
“If that’s what it takes.”
“Babo!”
“Yeah, I am.”
Just as I’m about to say more to her, my phone goes off.
From: My Minnie <3
To: Minho
My parents are gone.
You can come back now.
“Taeminnie?”
“Yeah. His parents just left.”
“Then you should go back down to your apartment.”
“No, I’m not done talking to you.”
“He probably has something important to say or needs to be comforted.”
“You need to be comforted too Jazzy.”
“I’ll survive.”
“Jazzy!”
“Go,” she starts to push me towards the door.
An inner argument starts up in me. Part of me wants to go down to make sure my boyfriend is okay and find out what his parents told him. But the other part can’t just leave Jazzy like this. If I did, I’d feel like a horrible best friend. Then again, if I don’t go down there, I’ll feel like a horrible boyfriend. Damnit. Fuck my life.
“I’m not done talking with you Jazzy,” I say as I plant my feet firmly on the ground to stop moving. I’ve been neglecting my best friend, I can’t just ditch her now.
“Yes, you are. Now go to Taeminnie.”
“No. Not until we’re done talking.”
“And I just said that we are.”
“Jazzy, you’re my best friend.”
“Yes and boyfriend trumps best friend. So go, he needs you.”
“And you need me too.”
“Like I said, I’ll survive.”
My phone goes off again and it’s another text from Taemin.
From: My Minnie <3
To: Minho
Baby, where are you?
Come back please.
“Will you just go already?” Jazzy huffs. I look between her and my phone. The inner argument starting up again.
“Fine. I’ll go, but I’m coming back once I’m done with Taemin.”
“No, you’re going back to your apartment and staying there.”
“Quit trying to act tough. I know you’re hurting inside. Why can’t you just let me do my job as your best friend and comfort you?”
“Because I don’t need you to. I’m perfectly okay.”
“Stop lying. To me and to yourself. You’re not okay.”
“Why are you still here?”
“You’re impossible,” I raise my hands in defeat and stomp out of the apartment.
*~*
I sat on the couch, waiting for Minho to come back to the apartment. I thought about what my parents told me as I pulled my legs up to my chest and hugged them. I couldn’t break up with Minho. I don’t think I would be able to even if I tried. I love him. But then again, I can’t let our company just go down because of my selfish reasons. My parents worked too hard to get it where it is today. And it’d just be selfish of me to throw all of their hard work away just so I can stay with the person I love. I should probably not worry about it for right now. My dad did tell me not to do anything until he called me later in the week. Apparently he had a meeting with Sulli’s dad in the next few days. He was going to try to get everything settled without having to involve me. I couldn’t help the bad feeling that was boiling in the pit of my stomach though.
I look towards the door when I hear it opening. The moment I see Minho coming into the room I rush over to him and wrap my body around his. I hear a small chuckle escape his mouth as he tried to steady both of our bodies so we don’t come tumbling down to the ground.
“Miss me?” he joked.
“Yes,” I answer and hastily kiss him on the lips. I pout when I feel him pull away from me.
“What happened with your parents? Are they horribly upset that you’re dating me?”
“Let’s not talk about that right now,” I say and begin to kiss his jawline.
“Minnie, what happened,” he pulls away from my kisses again and gives me a concerned look.
“I really don’t want to talk about it Minho. Can’t we just talk about it in the morning?”
“Why don’t you want to talk about it?”
“Because I’d rather be doing other things with my hot boyfriend,” I demonstrate what I’d rather be doing by putting my attention on his neck. He let’s a soft moan escape his mouth when I start to suck on the skin right behind his ear.
“Minnie.”
“Mm?”
“What happened?”
“You’re dead set on ruining the mood aren’t you?” I ask, pulling away from his neck and staring him in the eyes.
“I just want to know what we have in store for us. If your parents are opposed to our relationship or not.”
“They’re not opposed to it. Happy?”
“Yes.”
“Now can I get back to what I was doing?”
“Go ahead.”
“Thank you,” I turn my attention back to his neck and I feel his hands slip under my shirt. I lean back into his touch as his hands roam my bare back.
“Minnie.”
“Don’t tell me to stop again because I’m not going to,” I say against his neck.
“I wasn’t going to.”
“Then what were you going to say?”
“I was going to ask if you’ve showered yet.”
I pull away and raise an eyebrow at him, “You telling me I stink?”
“No.”
“Then what?”
“I was going to suggest we continue this in the shower.”
“Oh, well lead the way.”
As he begins to walk in the direction of the bathroom, I capture his lips with mine. He starts to nibble on my bottom lip for entrance into my mouth and I’m more than happy to give it to him. Our tongues start to dance around each other, familiar with the other as they slap against each other in an attempt to get into our mouths. His tongue wins, like it always does and invades my mouth. I feel it brushing over every inch in my mouth and I try to stop the moan from escaping my lips. He smirks against my lips as be closes the door of the bathroom and pushes me up against it.
We both pull away from the kiss to let oxygen into our bodies again. We take that moment to pull off each other’s shirts and toss them to the ground. My hands leave the back of his neck and begin to rub his toned chest and abs in front of me.
“Have I ever told you how much I love touching your body?” I ask him just as he’s attaching his lips to my neck.
“No.”
“I love touching your body,” he laughs against my neck and I let my hands wander down to his pants. I start to undo the button and fly so that I can slip my hands inside. I feel him moan against my neck as I let my fingers lightly brush his half-harden cock, “I especially love touch you here.”
“Well then, feel free to touch all you want,” he answers me and crushes his lips against mine. I’m completely absorbed in the kiss and hand job I’m giving him that I don’t even realize that he’s pulled my pants and boxers off of me. It’s only when the cool air hits my erection that I realize that I’m naked. My hand leaves his cock and he whimpers in protest.
“You can’t go into the shower with your pants and boxers on baby.”
“Then take them off already.”
“What do you think I’m doing?” I start to push both his jeans and boxers down making sure I cause enough friction to make him stand fully erect by the time they hit the ground. His lips are back on mine as he carries me into the bathtub. I reach behind him and turn on the water and it’s not long before the warm water is slicking down our bodies.
He moves our position a bit so that we’re not completely under the shower head and the water isn’t drowning us as we continue to make out. My hand reaches down to grab both of our erections and I start to rub them gently. We both moan in pleasure as our cocks rub against each other. We start to attack each other’s neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and nipping at the wet flesh.
I let out a small gasp when I feel one of his fingers slip into me. I tighten my legs a little to give me more balance as I push down, causing his finger to go deeper into me.
“Add another one baby,” I moan when I feel another finger slip into me just as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth. The pleasure I’m feeling from his fingers working their way in and out of me along with my hand rubbing both of our cocks plus his heated mouth around my nipple it almost too much to bear. He was definitely driving me up the wall with pleasure. I let go of both of our cocks and rest my hands on his shoulders as I continue to moan wantonly.
I start to feel like he’s working too slow for my liking. So I decide to help him out a little bit. I lift myself up a little by using my elbows on his shoulders to gain a little leverage before dropping my body back down onto his fingers. He had his fingers angled just right to hit my prostate and all I see is white.
“Baby… Leave your fingers like that,” I order him as I repeat that motion several more times, his fingers hitting me each and every time. And each and every time I quicken the pace. Imagine my surprise when I drop my body down and I feel three of his fingers hit me instead of just the two. His attention never leaves me nipples and I can only imagine how hard and red they are from all the love they’re getting from his mouth. I start to get a bit jealous of it and pull his lips to mine. The kiss is sloppy as we both try to dominate it.
He pushes me up against the wall of the shower and I grunt at the force of my back hitting it. A mumbled sorry is spoken into my mouth as I push my tongue into his. I let out a little whine when I feel his fingers leave me with a feeling of emptiness. I reach down between us and grab his member in my hands. I position it at my puckered hole.
“Push it in baby,” I tell him and start to suck on his neck. He obliges and I let out a loud moan as I’m filled to the hilt. The water on our bodies makes our skin slick and my legs slip a little from his waist, causing me to fall on his member rather roughly. I feel his hands catch me by grabbing my ass and hoisting me back up. They don’t leave that spot as he continues to thrust up into me.
“Help me out a little baby,” he moans as I start to lift my body up again and thrust down to meet his thrust giving us both pleasure. We continue that motion until he finds my prostate again.
“Stop baby. I’ll take it from here,” I tell him and he stops thrusting into me and just focuses on keep us upright. My back rubs against the shower wall as I push my body down onto his cock, angled just right so it hits my prostate every time. His moaning is only turning me on more as I quicken the pace and force.
“Taemin,” he moans my name and it’s like music to my ears, “I’m going to come.”
“Then come baby,” I whisper huskily into his ear and it’s not long before I feel warm liquid filling me up. I let out a moan as he starts to thrust into me again, riding out his orgasm. This was probably the first time he reached his climax before me.
“Your turn,” he smirks at me as he unwraps my legs from around his waist. I feel a little wobbly as my feet hit the ground, but he steadies me. His now limp cock leaves me as he goes down on his knees. I look down at him and he returns my gaze before placing open mouthed kisses on my slightly purple cock. I needed to come and come badly.
“Baby, just take it in your mouth already,” I say between moans as he continued to tease me.
“Far be it from me to deny my boyfriend,” he answers and takes my full length into his mouth. I arch my back against the wall and my fingers tangle in his short black hair. He sucks on my length as his tongue teases my tip.
“Minho,” I moan and when I feel his jam relax, I buck my hips forward sending me deeper into his mouth. His hands grip my hips as I continue to thrust forward, fucking his mouth. I feel his grip tighten as he pulls his mouth away, “What are you doing?”
“You’re thrusting too fast baby. I’m going to choke,” he replies, his mouth still around me.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay. Just let me guide you okay?”
“Okay.”
I feel his mouth around my full length again. It takes a minute for his jaw to relax again and then I feel him squeeze my hips. I take this as a sign that I can thrust into him and I do. This time my thrusts are slow and combined with him sucking on me, I’m driven up the wall again. One of his hands leaves my hips and starts to massage my balls.
“Minho,” I start to moan again. When I feel the tip of my cock hit the back of his throat, I can’t hold it in anymore. I come without warning and my back arches against the wall of the shower. I look down and I see his head bobbing. The feel of him sucking me dry as I ride out my orgasm in his mouth is pure heaven. I hear a soft pop as his mouth leaves my now limp member.
I pull him up by his arms and kiss him. His arms wrap around my waist as mine wrap around his neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. He pulls me under the shower head as we continue to kiss. The water falling down our bodies mix with the thin layer of sweat that covers us. I thought that the water would make the kiss horribly uncomfortable, but I’m wrong. He had us angled just right so that only a small amount of water trickled down our faces only to eventually enter our mouths and mix in with the saliva that was already there.
Again, we pull away at the same time gasping for air. I rest my forehead against his as I continue to pant, “That was so much better than the last time we did it in the shower.”
“Yeah,” he breathes out.
“Wanna go again?”
“Our water bill is going to extremely high this month.”
*~*
After we had sex for a second time in the shower before actually cleaning up, we’re back in the living room. Back to our positions before his parents showed up. He was on the floor in front of the coffee table glaring at the math problems in front of him and I was typing away on my laptop.
“Need help?” I ask, adjusting my glasses on my face but never taking my eyes off the screen in front of me.
“No, I think I got this one figured out,” he replies, his pencil moving over his paper as he writes out his answer.
“You sure?”
“Yeah,” he grabs his calculator to check his answer and smiles in triumph, “I got it!”
I let out a laugh and move my foot to rub his side as a way to congratulate him. He had been working on that problem for quite some time. My foot lands on the table again just as I hear the click of our door. I look up from my laptop, listening to the pairs of feet shuffling into the apartment.
“Hey, are we interrupting anything?” Key asks, rounding the corner with Onew right behind him. A bucket of chicken in his hand.
“No,” Taemin answers, “Just studying.”
“Oh okay. Well we won’t be long. We just came by to apologize, didn’t we yeobo?” Key pushes Onew in front of him.
“Yeah. I’m sorry.”
“Oh hyung, it’s not your fault.”
“I’m still sorry though. I didn’t know that they were your parents. Had I known, I wouldn’t have mentioned that you were living with your boyfriend. My bad.”
“Hyung. Like I said, it’s not your fault.”
“Taeminnie, no need to be nice to him,” Key says, giving Onew a dirty look.
“No I mean it. It’s not Onew hyung’s fault. He didn’t know they were my parents. So no need to apologize.”
“Thanks Taemin,” Onew says, bowing his head.
“That’s not all,” Key pushes Onew’s back again.
“Yeobo, do I have to?”
“Yes.”
“But.”
“Do it or I’m not doing it with you tonight.”
“What?!” Onew gives Key a look of pure shock.
“I mean it.”
“You’re so cruel.”
“Are you implying you love chicken more than me?”
“No.”
“Well,” Key motions towards us and Onew steps forward.
“Here, a sign of my apology,” he says as he holds out the bucket of chicken to us.
“Onew hyung,” I say, trying not to laugh at the sadness in his face, “You don’t need to give us your chicken.”
“Yes I do.”
“Why?”
“Because Key told me I had to.”
“Key hyung,” I turn to him and he just nods at me, “I can’t take his chicken away from him. It’ll be like taking a bottle from a baby.”
“Take it Minho.”
“No,” I turn to face Onew again, “You can keep it Onew hyung.”
“Really?!” his face lights up.
“Yeah. I’m not as cruel as your boyfriend.”
“Minho!” Key yells at me, “Take the damn chicken!”
“No.”
“Fine. Onew go put the chicken in the kitchen and let’s go.”
“But he said I can keep it,” Onew pouts.
“And I said to go put it in the kitchen,” Key eyes him.
“Fine,” Onew sulks all the way to the kitchen while Key watches him. He comes back completely deflated and I almost feel sorry for him.
“Good boy,” Key smiles, “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you forget all about that chicken tonight.”
Onew just lets out a defeated sigh as he goes to his boyfriend’s side.
“Stop sulking,” Key orders before whispering in Onew’s ear, which causes the older to immediately perk up.
“Well we better let you two get back to your studies,” Onew says before dragging a giggling Key out of the apartment.
“They worry me sometimes,” Taemin states, attention going back to the homework on the table.
“Me too baby. Me too.”
*~*
It’s almost midnight when I get home. I’m completely exhausted. I didn’t see the point in my father calling me into the office on my day off just to make copies and prepare folders for the meeting tomorrow. Isn’t that what assistants and secretaries are for? I felt bad because it was supposed to be the first night I’d get to spend with Jazzy in a little over a week. I missed her. I never got to see her besides in the morning before we’d head off to class. I even missed her last check up, Minho and Taemin had to go with her.
I throw my keys on the counter and place my bag down on the ground. I shuffle into the kitchen, flick on the light, and open the fridge. Even though all I wanted to do was sleep, my stomach growling told me I needed to get some food in me first. I spot a plate on the second shelf with a note on it.
Jjongie~
I cooked your favorite tonight.
Sorry we couldn’t enjoy it together.
Just heat it up for two minutes and
thirty seconds in the microwave.
There’s also fresh rice in the cooker.
Love you!
xoxo
Jazzy <3
I pull out the plate and take of the saran wrap before popping it into the microwave. I was definitely in the running for worst boyfriend of the year. I put a little bit of rice into a bowl and place it on the counter by the stools. I go and grab the plate of warm food when the microwave beeps. I settle down onto a stool and start to eat in silence.
“What do you want to drink?” I hear her voice behind me and I turn around. She’s standing a few feet away in one of my shirts that loosely hangs off one of her shoulders and hits her about mid-thigh.
“What are you doing up?”
“I heard some noise coming from the kitchen.”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep.”
“I wasn’t sleep. I was waiting up for you.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“I know, but I can’t sleep well without you.”
She walks over to the cupboards and pulls down a glass. I watch her every movement from the stool. I feel like I’m seeing her for the first time again. I get up from my seat and make my way over to her. She’s pouring water into the glass when I wrap my arms around her. I rest my head on her shoulder.
“I miss you.”
“I miss you too,” she sets the glass and water pitcher on the counter. She turns around to face me, bringing her arms up around my neck.
“I’m sorry I’m never home these days.”
“It’s okay. You’re working.”
“It’s not okay. I feel like I’m neglecting you.”
“You’re not.”
“I missed your last appointment.”
“There will be many more.”
“I know.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” she leans up to kiss me. My arms around her tighten as I deepen the kiss, licking her bottom lip to gain entrance into her mouth. She slowly opens it for me and I stick my tongue into it. Eventually we break apart panting and gasping for air.
“You better go back to bed,” I say between the soft kisses I place on her lips.
“Not without you.”
“I’ll be there in a minute. I’m just going to finish my food and wash up real quick okay?”
“I can sit with you while you finish eating.”
“No, go to bed. It’s late.”
“But-”
“No buts,” I kiss her again and turn her in the direction of our room. I give her butt a light pat, “Get to bed.”
“Fine, but I’m not falling asleep until you’re in bed too.”
“Okay. Go,” I nod in the direction of the room and watch as she shuffles back to bed. I take a seat on the stool I was occupying earlier. I don’t finish my food. I just push it around my plate with my chopsticks. I can’t help but think that the kiss we just shared was different. It didn’t feel like it normally did. There was a kind of sadness in it and part of me didn’t think it was just because I had to work again tonight. My thoughts go back to the weird text I got from my brother earlier. I pull my phone out of my pocket and pull up the text again.
From: Hyun Joong
To: Jonghyun
We need to talk.
It’s important.
Come to my office later.
I mean it.
I never went to his office. I didn’t have the time. I was trying to finish my tasks as quickly as possibly so I can come home to Jazzy. I wonder what he wanted to talk to me about.