Give and Take
Title: Give and Take
Team: dancers ♥
Fandom: 2pm
Characters/Pairings: nichkhun/wooyoung
Rating: PG
Length: 2 x 100
Summary: nichkhun thinks that trying for wooyoung is forbidden. he finds that it may not be.
A/N: My first post here. As well as my first 2pm fanfiction. /crosses fingers
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give and take
[1]
nichkhun knows he can't blame skinship for a skin on skin hug. he's already pushed the envelope with the whole lip to wax paper to lip thing. but oh, the feeling of wooyoung's warmth on his mouth brings about an involuntary moan. even just the thought of it.
nichkhun sneaks a peek at the bare-chested wooyoung, who's at the other end of the room. they've been practicing their new dance routine all afternoon. and, although wooyoung rarely sweats to the point of stripping, he's doing it now. nichkhun's shed his top long before.
soon, wooyoung peels his shirt completely off.
[2]
dry lips and a parched throat make nichkhun lick his lips and gulp so hard his adam's apple moves noticeably.
trying to focus on other things, nichkhun practices his moves to himself. the mirror is his friend.
but through the mirror, nichkhun realizes that wooyoung's eyes are on his mouth, his neck. nichkhun smiles; wooyoung looks a little redder. nichkhun doesn't think it's from the workout.
nichkhun starts to walk over slowly. the other side of the room doesn't seem so far away now.
nichkhun's fingers can almost feel wooyoung's skin already.
it's all give and take. give, then take.
Team: dancers ♥
Fandom: 2pm
Characters/Pairings: nichkhun/wooyoung
Rating: PG
Length: 2 x 100
Summary: nichkhun thinks that trying for wooyoung is forbidden. he finds that it may not be.
A/N: My first post here. As well as my first 2pm fanfiction. /crosses fingers
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give and take
[1]
nichkhun knows he can't blame skinship for a skin on skin hug. he's already pushed the envelope with the whole lip to wax paper to lip thing. but oh, the feeling of wooyoung's warmth on his mouth brings about an involuntary moan. even just the thought of it.
nichkhun sneaks a peek at the bare-chested wooyoung, who's at the other end of the room. they've been practicing their new dance routine all afternoon. and, although wooyoung rarely sweats to the point of stripping, he's doing it now. nichkhun's shed his top long before.
soon, wooyoung peels his shirt completely off.
[2]
dry lips and a parched throat make nichkhun lick his lips and gulp so hard his adam's apple moves noticeably.
trying to focus on other things, nichkhun practices his moves to himself. the mirror is his friend.
but through the mirror, nichkhun realizes that wooyoung's eyes are on his mouth, his neck. nichkhun smiles; wooyoung looks a little redder. nichkhun doesn't think it's from the workout.
nichkhun starts to walk over slowly. the other side of the room doesn't seem so far away now.
nichkhun's fingers can almost feel wooyoung's skin already.
it's all give and take. give, then take.