Stutter ; Nichkhun/Wooyoung
This is a quite a milestone, considering this is my first time posting a non-DBSK fanfic, and also the first 2PM fic I've ever written :D I wrote this a week or so ago and I don't like it very much, but oh well :|
Title: Stutter
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: 2PM
Pairing(s): Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Word count: 1271
Disclaimer: This is only fiction.
Stutter
2PM | PG-13 | Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Remote control in hand, Wooyoung flicks through the channels. Nichkhun's face appears briefly on the screen before changing into the scenic view of fields of flowers, and instinctively, Wooyoung's finger pauses on the forward button. He hits back once, and Nichkhun is smiling at him from the television screen once more. He winks.
He allows him two seconds of grace to look at Nichkhun, two seconds of grace to lose his breath before he collects himself and changes the channel to one that's showing something harmless - a cellphone commercial which morphs into a car commercial and then the news.
Two seconds is all he allows himself, so no one can walk in and witness him staring at a fellow member, the look on his face betraying emotions that he should really learn to hide.
Wooyoung knows this - he will never be enough for Nichkhun, and he should learn to live with it. Except it's not so simple, and not so easy.
Before he can utter a word of protest, Nichkhun has him pushed up against the wall, his arms on either side of Wooyoung, caging him in. Nichkhun bends his head to kiss Wooyoung's collarbone. Wooyoung reaches out and grabs Nichkhun by his collar, jerking his head upwards. "Are you mad?" he asks with his heart lodged in his throat.
Nichkhun looks at him, and there's something unreadable in his eyes. "Am I mad?" he echoes, and steps backwards.
He walks away, leaving Wooyoung slumped against the wall, the strength gradually leaving his knees. Half a minute later, Wooyoung ends up sprawled on the ground, his hand pressed against that spot on his collarbone where the heat of Nichkhun's mouth still lingers. He has a feeling he's doomed.
Completely, utterly doomed.
In the car, Nichkhun falls asleep with his head on Wooyoung's shoulder.
It is a long car ride, and eventually, everyone else dozes off as well. Wooyoung stays awake despite his own exhaustion, listening to the sound of Nichkhun's even breathing.
Holding his breath, he slowly ghosts a finger over Nichkhun's right hand that's curled into a loose fist. Nichkhun shifts and Wooyoung goes completely still. Thankfully, Nichkhun does not wake. Instead, he grabs hold of Wooyoung's hand and Wooyoung spends a few minutes in distress, not knowing if he should pull his hand away. He tries to convince himself that he does not pull away because he does not want to wake Nichkhun, and his decision has absolutely nothing to do with how he feels.
When the car finally arrives at the apartment block, the members wake up one by one, sleepy-eyed and confused.
"You guys head up first, I'll wake him up," Wooyoung says, turning to glance at Nichkhun, still deep in slumber.
Junsu, the last person to get out of the car, gives him a bleary look that reads like a giant question mark and stumbles out of the car. The manager turns around and looks at Wooyoung. "Getting out?" he says, amused.
Nichkhun startles awake before anyone can wake him up, releasing Wooyoung's hand instantly. "We're here?" he slurs, blinking up at Wooyoung. Automatically, his hand flies to his hair to check if it is in place as though there are cameras lurking around, and then belatedly realises it's only Wooyoung looking at him.
Wooyoung gets out of the car and waits for Nichkhun to follow him out. The car drives off and they slowly make their way towards the elevator. It's silent, completely silent the way it gets deep into the night.
They get into the elevator, and the moment the doors slide shut, Nichkhun kisses him, slow and sweet. A mechanical voice announces that they have arrived at their floor and Nichkhun pulls away. Neither of them get out and doors slide shut again, enclosing them in the small confined space.
Their faces are still scant inches apart, and Nichkhun's hands are still on his shoulders. Wooyoung leans in cautiously and Nichkhun closes the rest of the distance between them, pressing their mouths together for a second time.
Wooyoung's eyes flutter shut and in the back of his mind, he marvels at how easy it is to lose your heart.
Nichkhun is easy to love, easy to adore, easy to fall for. Wooyoung assumes that Nichkhun knows this, knows that Wooyoung is madly in love with him, because there's no way he wouldn't be.
Which is why it comes as a surprise when Nichkhun catches him next to a vending machine the next day and asks him in all seriousness, "do you love me?"
Wooyoung answers with an incredulous look. "What have you been eating?"
Nichkhun grabs him. "I love you," he says seriously.
"What - why - " He sputters, nearly dropping the cup of coffee he's just bought. Heat rushes onto his face and he's certain that his cheeks are on fire. His entire body feels like it's on fire. He feels like drowning himself just to put out the heat spreading under his skin.
"But it's okay if you don't," Nichkhun continues, starting to look a little embarrassed. "It's just that I've been wondering and I - "
"You're crazy," Wooyoung tells him. "You're an idiot. And you're crazy. You - how could you ask me that?"
Nichkhun stares at him.
"How could you not know?" Wooyoung asks and winces when his voice cracks. "Do I have to say it? Must you make me say it?"
"I'm sorry," Nichkhun says automatically. "I didn't - "
"No," Wooyoung interrupts. "Just don't say anything. If you must - " he pauses, and then blurts out the rest of what he has to say before he loses his nerve. "I love you. I mean, how could I not?"
He swallows, the magnitude of what he just said sinking in. Mortified, he shoves the cup of coffee into Nichkhun's hands. "Take this," he says before panic can take over, turns around and flees.
At night back in their apartment, Nichkhun follows Wooyoung around like a shadow he can't shake off no matter how hard he tries.
The rest of the members shoot Wooyoung questioning and suspicious looks.
"Stop following me around," Wooyoung hisses.
Nichkhun only smiles. It is unbelievably irritating, but it's difficult to lose your temper with Nichkhun, especially when he's smiling like that.
Wooyoung storms into the kitchen with Nichkhun following closely behind him. Stopping in front of the sink, Wooyoung whirls around and Nichkhun doesn't react in time, colliding into him.
Wooyoung yelps, the impact making him fall backwards and he lands unceremoniously on the floor. He glares up at Nichkhun, who looks both horrified and amused at the same time.
"What're you doing on the floor?" Jaebum says, looking at Wooyoung oddly as he walks in, pulling the fridge door open.
Nichkhun starts to laugh, offering Wooyoung a hand and pulling him back up to his feet.
"You!" Wooyoung says, pointing a threatening finger at Nichkhun once he's standing again. "I'm serious - stop following me around, or else."
"The two of you are seriously weird, you know," Jaebum says, slamming the fridge door shut and walking out of the kitchen.
"Why did you run away in the afternoon?" Nichkhun asks.
Wooyoung opens his mouth and shuts it, not knowing how to answer. It turns out an answer is unnecessary because half a second later, Nichkhun grabs his chin, leans forward and plants a kiss on his mouth. It's a little messy and a little clumsy, and Wooyoung becomes breathless far too fast but what does it matter - every little thing falls into place as Nichkhun snakes an arm around his waist and pulls him closer.
You can expect more 2PM fic to come, namely one long fic (currently at 8000+ words :O!) which is currently in the works :)
MASTERLIST OF FICS HERE
Title: Stutter
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: 2PM
Pairing(s): Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Word count: 1271
Disclaimer: This is only fiction.
Stutter
2PM | PG-13 | Nichkhun/Wooyoung
Remote control in hand, Wooyoung flicks through the channels. Nichkhun's face appears briefly on the screen before changing into the scenic view of fields of flowers, and instinctively, Wooyoung's finger pauses on the forward button. He hits back once, and Nichkhun is smiling at him from the television screen once more. He winks.
He allows him two seconds of grace to look at Nichkhun, two seconds of grace to lose his breath before he collects himself and changes the channel to one that's showing something harmless - a cellphone commercial which morphs into a car commercial and then the news.
Two seconds is all he allows himself, so no one can walk in and witness him staring at a fellow member, the look on his face betraying emotions that he should really learn to hide.
Wooyoung knows this - he will never be enough for Nichkhun, and he should learn to live with it. Except it's not so simple, and not so easy.
Before he can utter a word of protest, Nichkhun has him pushed up against the wall, his arms on either side of Wooyoung, caging him in. Nichkhun bends his head to kiss Wooyoung's collarbone. Wooyoung reaches out and grabs Nichkhun by his collar, jerking his head upwards. "Are you mad?" he asks with his heart lodged in his throat.
Nichkhun looks at him, and there's something unreadable in his eyes. "Am I mad?" he echoes, and steps backwards.
He walks away, leaving Wooyoung slumped against the wall, the strength gradually leaving his knees. Half a minute later, Wooyoung ends up sprawled on the ground, his hand pressed against that spot on his collarbone where the heat of Nichkhun's mouth still lingers. He has a feeling he's doomed.
Completely, utterly doomed.
In the car, Nichkhun falls asleep with his head on Wooyoung's shoulder.
It is a long car ride, and eventually, everyone else dozes off as well. Wooyoung stays awake despite his own exhaustion, listening to the sound of Nichkhun's even breathing.
Holding his breath, he slowly ghosts a finger over Nichkhun's right hand that's curled into a loose fist. Nichkhun shifts and Wooyoung goes completely still. Thankfully, Nichkhun does not wake. Instead, he grabs hold of Wooyoung's hand and Wooyoung spends a few minutes in distress, not knowing if he should pull his hand away. He tries to convince himself that he does not pull away because he does not want to wake Nichkhun, and his decision has absolutely nothing to do with how he feels.
When the car finally arrives at the apartment block, the members wake up one by one, sleepy-eyed and confused.
"You guys head up first, I'll wake him up," Wooyoung says, turning to glance at Nichkhun, still deep in slumber.
Junsu, the last person to get out of the car, gives him a bleary look that reads like a giant question mark and stumbles out of the car. The manager turns around and looks at Wooyoung. "Getting out?" he says, amused.
Nichkhun startles awake before anyone can wake him up, releasing Wooyoung's hand instantly. "We're here?" he slurs, blinking up at Wooyoung. Automatically, his hand flies to his hair to check if it is in place as though there are cameras lurking around, and then belatedly realises it's only Wooyoung looking at him.
Wooyoung gets out of the car and waits for Nichkhun to follow him out. The car drives off and they slowly make their way towards the elevator. It's silent, completely silent the way it gets deep into the night.
They get into the elevator, and the moment the doors slide shut, Nichkhun kisses him, slow and sweet. A mechanical voice announces that they have arrived at their floor and Nichkhun pulls away. Neither of them get out and doors slide shut again, enclosing them in the small confined space.
Their faces are still scant inches apart, and Nichkhun's hands are still on his shoulders. Wooyoung leans in cautiously and Nichkhun closes the rest of the distance between them, pressing their mouths together for a second time.
Wooyoung's eyes flutter shut and in the back of his mind, he marvels at how easy it is to lose your heart.
Nichkhun is easy to love, easy to adore, easy to fall for. Wooyoung assumes that Nichkhun knows this, knows that Wooyoung is madly in love with him, because there's no way he wouldn't be.
Which is why it comes as a surprise when Nichkhun catches him next to a vending machine the next day and asks him in all seriousness, "do you love me?"
Wooyoung answers with an incredulous look. "What have you been eating?"
Nichkhun grabs him. "I love you," he says seriously.
"What - why - " He sputters, nearly dropping the cup of coffee he's just bought. Heat rushes onto his face and he's certain that his cheeks are on fire. His entire body feels like it's on fire. He feels like drowning himself just to put out the heat spreading under his skin.
"But it's okay if you don't," Nichkhun continues, starting to look a little embarrassed. "It's just that I've been wondering and I - "
"You're crazy," Wooyoung tells him. "You're an idiot. And you're crazy. You - how could you ask me that?"
Nichkhun stares at him.
"How could you not know?" Wooyoung asks and winces when his voice cracks. "Do I have to say it? Must you make me say it?"
"I'm sorry," Nichkhun says automatically. "I didn't - "
"No," Wooyoung interrupts. "Just don't say anything. If you must - " he pauses, and then blurts out the rest of what he has to say before he loses his nerve. "I love you. I mean, how could I not?"
He swallows, the magnitude of what he just said sinking in. Mortified, he shoves the cup of coffee into Nichkhun's hands. "Take this," he says before panic can take over, turns around and flees.
At night back in their apartment, Nichkhun follows Wooyoung around like a shadow he can't shake off no matter how hard he tries.
The rest of the members shoot Wooyoung questioning and suspicious looks.
"Stop following me around," Wooyoung hisses.
Nichkhun only smiles. It is unbelievably irritating, but it's difficult to lose your temper with Nichkhun, especially when he's smiling like that.
Wooyoung storms into the kitchen with Nichkhun following closely behind him. Stopping in front of the sink, Wooyoung whirls around and Nichkhun doesn't react in time, colliding into him.
Wooyoung yelps, the impact making him fall backwards and he lands unceremoniously on the floor. He glares up at Nichkhun, who looks both horrified and amused at the same time.
"What're you doing on the floor?" Jaebum says, looking at Wooyoung oddly as he walks in, pulling the fridge door open.
Nichkhun starts to laugh, offering Wooyoung a hand and pulling him back up to his feet.
"You!" Wooyoung says, pointing a threatening finger at Nichkhun once he's standing again. "I'm serious - stop following me around, or else."
"The two of you are seriously weird, you know," Jaebum says, slamming the fridge door shut and walking out of the kitchen.
"Why did you run away in the afternoon?" Nichkhun asks.
Wooyoung opens his mouth and shuts it, not knowing how to answer. It turns out an answer is unnecessary because half a second later, Nichkhun grabs his chin, leans forward and plants a kiss on his mouth. It's a little messy and a little clumsy, and Wooyoung becomes breathless far too fast but what does it matter - every little thing falls into place as Nichkhun snakes an arm around his waist and pulls him closer.
You can expect more 2PM fic to come, namely one long fic (currently at 8000+ words :O!) which is currently in the works :)
MASTERLIST OF FICS HERE