Vivid
Pairing: Dongwoon/Kikwang
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff/Smuttish(?)/Mystery...mystery mystery oh!
Chapter 1
There they were again. Those familiar hands roaming across his chest.
He couldn’t find it in him to stop them, too… embarrassing to even acknowledge them.
He was, after all, unaware of whom crept into his very lucid, and vivid mind every night.
All the members were sleeping in their own rooms, it was only him.
At first he thought it was just his dreams -psh- it’d been a couple years since he’d last had any sexual contact with anyone, until his dreams started acting out erotic scenes in his mind. He’d lay thinking about what it would be like to have sex, even more, make love to someone.
It was only days after he began thinking about it, that the Stranger began to make an appearance every now and then, even making Kikwang anticipate his return. He hated himself for it.
Maybe he was only there to relieve him of his needs, in his dreams, of course.
That’s what he told himself.
Then everything started feeling more real. At first it was small caresses to his neck, his chest and arms. Even his face, making him sigh as he relaxed, feeling so comfortable. The stranger would later leave, holding the boys hand as he moved away. Kiki had accepted the fact that he never wanted to let go.
Then hands started scratching, and a tongue started nibbling at his neck, and sounds he’d never made before started bursting from the confinements of his virginity.
He’d wake up in the morning wondering who the hell was coming into his room in the middle of the night and making him such a slut. But, why was he allowing it?
He slipped into the kitchen one morning, grabbing some crisp coffee and sitting down in the empty living room.
I even let him touch me ‘there’ last night.
He sat cross-legged, murmuring to himself about his dirty act.
“You let who do what?” A worn out Junhyung slid into the living room with coffee of his own. Kikwang tried his best to not think back to what was only hours before, “I… let you see my morning face! Can you believe me? Haha!” Kiki stood abruptly, making Jun almost trip with volcanic coffee at his hand, “Not really” he whispered under his breath, the younger boy almost catching it. He ran as fast as he could to the bathroom, not paying attention to anything in front of him.
There was no way he was telling anyone he was experiencing things like this.
He was halfway down the hallway when something bulky and warm made him trip, and die.
Well, tripping over Dongwoon and landing on top of him is considered death in the Beast family. Kikwangs face landed directly on top of a slightly bigger one.
Parted lips exhaled even breathes, Kiki was surprised at his continued sleep.
The younger boys face scrunched up into a displeased expression, wrapping an arm around the tiny waist on top of him. Kikwang almost fangirling at the contact, he’d liked this boy since their trainee days and damn, having him touch him like this was more than even his own ‘dreams’ couldn’t muster up.
Kikwangs arms rested between their bodies, his hands at his face, trying to cover his face from connecting directly with Dongwoons.
The magnae rolled to the side, taking his hyung with him.
Kiki lets out a sound, the one’s you would make if you were scared suddenly but were expecting it.
With the boys now sideways and practically eating each other, Dongwoon felt the weight and temperature difference. His eyes slowly blinked open, blond strands fell naturally around his eyes, making the hyung blush at how close they were. Not even fanservice had ever gone this far.
The sleepy boy stared at the shocked, moon shaped eyes, cute nose and skinny hands covering the boys mouth.
Dongwoon just watches as his hyung freaks out internally. A smile creeping up his face, he didn’t really care how they ended up in this position, so close and in the middle of the hallway where all the members rooms and one bathroom were.
Kikwang frantically darts his eyes sideways, avoiding any eye contact with his dongsaeng.
What seemed like hours, turned to seconds.
“Hyung.”
“Huh? Ne?” Dongwoon didn’t think he ever heard him respond so fast.
“What are you doing?” an adorable smile plastered across his flawless face, Kikwang almost gushed.
“Uh. Ah, Hm, did you know we have to clean these carpets soon? They’re so dirt-“
“I know something else that can be dirty” Kikwangs eyes burst open even more than anyone thought they could. “Y-Ye?” Dongwoon inched closer to his hyung, making him inch reluctantly back. “Like, how my arm is around your waist” He tightened his hold, pulling him closer, their noses touching.
“Dongwoon…” Their breaths mixing in a blend of morning -neither noticing- and want.
“And how that arm could be washing dirty dishes, instead of resting there extremely comfortably.”
Kiki was -he had to admit- a little disappointed with the boys words.
“Ya! Then why don-!”
“So, you hate me seeing your morning face but you’re practically letting Dongwoon bore a hole into it with how close he is?” Junhyung was known for having horrible timing.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Fluff/Smuttish(?)/Mystery...mystery mystery oh!
Chapter 1
There they were again. Those familiar hands roaming across his chest.
He couldn’t find it in him to stop them, too… embarrassing to even acknowledge them.
He was, after all, unaware of whom crept into his very lucid, and vivid mind every night.
All the members were sleeping in their own rooms, it was only him.
At first he thought it was just his dreams -psh- it’d been a couple years since he’d last had any sexual contact with anyone, until his dreams started acting out erotic scenes in his mind. He’d lay thinking about what it would be like to have sex, even more, make love to someone.
It was only days after he began thinking about it, that the Stranger began to make an appearance every now and then, even making Kikwang anticipate his return. He hated himself for it.
Maybe he was only there to relieve him of his needs, in his dreams, of course.
That’s what he told himself.
Then everything started feeling more real. At first it was small caresses to his neck, his chest and arms. Even his face, making him sigh as he relaxed, feeling so comfortable. The stranger would later leave, holding the boys hand as he moved away. Kiki had accepted the fact that he never wanted to let go.
Then hands started scratching, and a tongue started nibbling at his neck, and sounds he’d never made before started bursting from the confinements of his virginity.
He’d wake up in the morning wondering who the hell was coming into his room in the middle of the night and making him such a slut. But, why was he allowing it?
He slipped into the kitchen one morning, grabbing some crisp coffee and sitting down in the empty living room.
I even let him touch me ‘there’ last night.
He sat cross-legged, murmuring to himself about his dirty act.
“You let who do what?” A worn out Junhyung slid into the living room with coffee of his own. Kikwang tried his best to not think back to what was only hours before, “I… let you see my morning face! Can you believe me? Haha!” Kiki stood abruptly, making Jun almost trip with volcanic coffee at his hand, “Not really” he whispered under his breath, the younger boy almost catching it. He ran as fast as he could to the bathroom, not paying attention to anything in front of him.
There was no way he was telling anyone he was experiencing things like this.
He was halfway down the hallway when something bulky and warm made him trip, and die.
Well, tripping over Dongwoon and landing on top of him is considered death in the Beast family. Kikwangs face landed directly on top of a slightly bigger one.
Parted lips exhaled even breathes, Kiki was surprised at his continued sleep.
The younger boys face scrunched up into a displeased expression, wrapping an arm around the tiny waist on top of him. Kikwang almost fangirling at the contact, he’d liked this boy since their trainee days and damn, having him touch him like this was more than even his own ‘dreams’ couldn’t muster up.
Kikwangs arms rested between their bodies, his hands at his face, trying to cover his face from connecting directly with Dongwoons.
The magnae rolled to the side, taking his hyung with him.
Kiki lets out a sound, the one’s you would make if you were scared suddenly but were expecting it.
With the boys now sideways and practically eating each other, Dongwoon felt the weight and temperature difference. His eyes slowly blinked open, blond strands fell naturally around his eyes, making the hyung blush at how close they were. Not even fanservice had ever gone this far.
The sleepy boy stared at the shocked, moon shaped eyes, cute nose and skinny hands covering the boys mouth.
Dongwoon just watches as his hyung freaks out internally. A smile creeping up his face, he didn’t really care how they ended up in this position, so close and in the middle of the hallway where all the members rooms and one bathroom were.
Kikwang frantically darts his eyes sideways, avoiding any eye contact with his dongsaeng.
What seemed like hours, turned to seconds.
“Hyung.”
“Huh? Ne?” Dongwoon didn’t think he ever heard him respond so fast.
“What are you doing?” an adorable smile plastered across his flawless face, Kikwang almost gushed.
“Uh. Ah, Hm, did you know we have to clean these carpets soon? They’re so dirt-“
“I know something else that can be dirty” Kikwangs eyes burst open even more than anyone thought they could. “Y-Ye?” Dongwoon inched closer to his hyung, making him inch reluctantly back. “Like, how my arm is around your waist” He tightened his hold, pulling him closer, their noses touching.
“Dongwoon…” Their breaths mixing in a blend of morning -neither noticing- and want.
“And how that arm could be washing dirty dishes, instead of resting there extremely comfortably.”
Kiki was -he had to admit- a little disappointed with the boys words.
“Ya! Then why don-!”
“So, you hate me seeing your morning face but you’re practically letting Dongwoon bore a hole into it with how close he is?” Junhyung was known for having horrible timing.