"anger" {one shot} 01
Beta'd by:bree_nd Title: Anger
Fandom: FT Island.
Length: one shot.
Status: completed.
Pairing: Jongki, ninja SeungHwan, and WonJin
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Romance, Comedy, Smut.
Summary: No one of them wanted to move, or do anything but listen to the heartbeat, which sang a very familiar beat, the beat of lovers. *a request from angelgingel123
Anger
He is the prince of every girl alive; maybe a few unlucky guys too. He had the long black hair that made him look so beautiful and the equally black eyes which shined when he looked at anything.
He is popular, loveable, and in love with Hongki. At least that is what Hongki thinks of his boyfriend.
He felt stupid about calling a male his boyfriend, maybe his he-friend. However, that would be so stupid too. Therefore, Hongki is now stuck calling Choi Jonghun, the biggest pervert on campus, his boyfriend.
Hongki never thought that he was the kind of person that would be attracted to that façade Jonghun sported. The good boy kind of man was not Hongki’s type. He went out with bad boys, soft boys, geeks, and even jocks! At least that‘s what he thought as he drove over to Jonghun’s house.
The problem is that Hongki is not sure what kind of emotion to sport with Jonghun. The boy was the sweet and romantic type of males, but he turned to be loudmouthed and a goof ball! Well, he is around Hongki.
He would do many things the male had never thought of before, and that is crazy talk, because believe me Hongki did many things. Right now, he remembered how he first met Jonghun.
Exactly, three months ago, it was a snowy day, just like everyday in December 7 in Korea.
Hongki felt so bored sitting alone in the apartment he just rented. Therefore, the twenty-three years old college student drove over to one lake he used to come over since he was young. As he hoped for, it was frozen and just the perfect kind of lakes for Hongki.
He pulled out his skating shoes with him while closing the door of his convertible. It was a bad car in this frozen weather, but Hongki loved the old piece of junk.
His smug smile did not leave his mouth as his nail polished foot dipped into the shoe, and the other foot mirrored the same action. His whole body felt shaky when on the ice, but then he got his balance fast before he lost it again.
He warmed up. He started with a gentle type of skating; moving slowly, no dangerous moves. Hongki liked the sport, yet the fact that he ended up on his ass whenever he tried to do anything serious pissed him off very badly, which is the part he did not like about skating. Hongki balanced and enjoyed himself.
Nevertheless, as he wanted to jump and rotate, a loud honk stopped him instantly and he turned around sharply. He saw nothing but the lights of a huge car. He scoffed, ‘Is someone trying to compensate with the size of that truck?’
Oh no, this person did not need to compensate anything, and Hongki’s mind screamed of that. A grin spread in Hongki’s face as the sex god on two legs appeared, dressed in fashion. His pretty face stilled there, smiling perfectly at Hongki.
Jonghun stared at the lovely man. He had black hair, which fell over his brown eyes. He had eyeliner on, which was seriously heavy on his eyes. An idea popped in his head, he carried along his sharp white skating shoes, which Hongki glanced at unenthusiastically.
‘Is he thinking of what I’m thinking?’ the thought danced in both males' heads.
Jonghun joined him on the ice and that was when Hongki skated away and got further away from Jonghun. ‘This game of tag seems interesting’ the rich wealthy younger male said, who is also known as the next heir for Choi corporations.
He followed Hongki around the rink, but when Hongki went too far, near the narrow south of the lake, Jonghun felt concerned. It was a dangerous area; he would not endanger this stranger’s life just when he might have the chance to actually know him.
“That area is dangerous. You might like to come closer… Over here,” Jonghun pointed out with his arms extending before his body, a smirk placed where it exactly belonged, on those cherry lips.
Hongki smirked too; he was not going to let this man fool him into those long, covered arms. Jonghun protected himself very dearly from the cold; he wore three layers of long sleeved t-shirts and one black parka, its hood laid back at the end of Jonghun’s head.
The fur in the hood shadowed his eyes but Hongki could still see that gleam that hid in those black eyes. A pair of black skinny jeans hugged Jonghun’s lower regions perfectly, and the white skating shoes were the only white thing he wore.
“Oh, is that so?” Hongki said, a bit louder, since Jonghun had not moved after him since the last warning. Jonghun's smirk cooled down and his lips flattened into a straight line.
He looked wittily at the style Hongki tried to match, but desperately failed. He wore a pair of snugly red skinny jeans, which fitted the boy more than they might have fitted anybody else. The layers of clothing were all in different colours because it seemed that the sleeves of his t-shirts did not hide well under each other. There was yellow, brown, red, and white.
He wore a huge sweater, which combined the colors: silver, teal, and pink together. If Jonghun must confess, he liked the style that showed how creative and emotional Hongki could be. The pair of old black skating shoes looked antique, but still Jonghun had not minded one bit.
“Yeah, don’t try to make me worry and come over here. I didn’t bring any ropes in my truck to save you when the ice breaks” Jonghun teased, somewhat wary in his voice.
Hongki did not look like he bought it, which caused Jonghun’s eyebrows to twine together in a show of uneasiness. “Ok, fine. Don’t get all motherly on me” Hongki mocked Jonghun with a teasing tongue. He moved closer to Jonghun, but right before he got out of that little area of danger, the ice cracked.
“Shoot! I knew I shouldn't have ate that bagel for breakfast, now I’m too fat and I’m going to die” Hongki dramatically exclaimed, his voice loud and clear, and made no sense.
Jonghun fought the urge to laugh, and hurriedly skated swiftly over the ice to be right there and wrapped his arm around Hongki’s waist. Jonghun’s moves were in the same pace of gracefulness as the one before. Both of them were now stood close to each other at the beginning of the lake. Hongki balanced himself against Jonghun‘s chest.
The males were similar in height, but Hongki felt that he was a tad shorter. He thought of the fact that he, the ever-clumsy Lee Hongki on this planet, had never managed to move that fast on ice. He looked miraculously at Jonghun and the smirk he wore faded and replaced it a gentle smile of gratitude.
“I lied, I don’t eat carbohydrate” Hongki managed to say while he stared into those black holes.
“I know, your ass can’t be anything but natural” a hand crept from Hongki’s waist to his behind, and he felt the feathery move on his sensitive spot.
“Oh my God, you’re such a pervert,” Hongki said loudly and chuckled. Freed from Jonghun’s grip, Hongki moved to sit on the snow sheet around the lake.
The place felt very cold, but he had not minded one bit. Jonghun joined him as both of them took off their skating shoes. Jonghun stole few glances at Hongki, and what’s more awkward that Hongki caught him in the middle of the action.
“So, you’re going to act like a creep and stare?” Hongki started and when the sight of his feet was hidden inside the white tennis shoes, he glanced at Jonghun. He saw a blush, small and cute. He smiled as he added, “Or are you going to tell me your name, cupcake” he leaned forward, his gloved finger tracing the little line of manly hairs on Jonghun’s chin.
Jonghun stared down at the red glove touching his chin, then his eyes met two equally confident brown honey eyes. “Look who’s talking, after calling me a pervert. You are not so different, huh, little Flirt?” Jonghun called Hongki, and the older boy loved how Jonghun leaned into his touch. They both stood up, the connection in their eyes still connected and stronger than ever.
“You can change my mind by giving me a name, pervert”
“I just love when badass people like you speak dirty,” Jonghun breathed into Hongki’s face when he pulled him closer by the collar of his sweater.
They kissed for a sec, and Hongki breathed while both panted in excitement, “Lee Hongki”
“Choi Jonghun”
They exchanged names, and soon they shared more things than just minimal information. Soon, Hongki shared quality time with the twenty-one years old male. He was one year younger than Hongki. That he knew when they shared birthdays information, soon they shared food, company when bored, friends, and even a bed.
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