Go Club, Get Drunk, You Stupid Shit - R [Pin!Het]
Title: "Go Club, Get Drunk, You Stupid Shit"
Author: Kamika Farinas aka tinyangl
Rating: R
Words: 1304
Pairing: Pin!Het
Summary: Yamapi gets forced to go to a club with Jin and they both find that actions speak louder than words.
Author's Note: This is dedicated to three people who lovingly teamed up convinced me that this should be written. And they are 4_03_am, bitofpixiedust and suboshiyui. So you guys, this is written for you~ Yes. I warned you. This is a het fic...but very mildly, only because there's more Pin action in it than anything. But there are two girls there and well... Yeah. Hope you enjoy~
(P.S. It's been a while since I've written anything, so this may suck. *coughs* It's also, very surprisingly, the first time I've written a fic (I think) without any dialogue. So it's a change. XP ...I suck at description. So this might just crash and burn.)
When Jin invites him out to a club during his visit into LA, Yamapi can safely say that it isn't what he thought they would do during his short visit there. What he expects it to be is just them (after all, they hadn't seen each other for a while now), talking, joking around, playing games, maybe some inappropriate touching that neither really notice after numerous empty cans of beer surround them. Instead, he gets dancing and loud music and the prospect of lots of drinking and he supposes of all the choices in the world, this isn't the worst. That is until he gets ditched about 10 minutes into their arrival for some girl with striking red hair and an expression that tells Yamapi that she's not to be trifled with and he immediately wants to get out of there and take Jin with him. Instead, she tugs Jin towards the dance floor and Jin follows without question, leaving Yamapi standing dumbfounded in his spot right next to the bar.
Yamapi scowls as he looks out into the dance floor, staring at the bodies rubbing against one another and when he sees Jin's in particular, he forces himself to look away. It had only taken him a good 10 minutes before he had managed to get the bartendar to give him a drink and then another good 5 minutes to convince him that he was, in fact, of age no matter how young his picture looked (which you can tell was a rather difficult thing to do when you were in LA with no idea how good your English really was).
He downs a shot (his third already of the night) and when he turns back again (because he really is a glutton for punishment) he finds a girl with dirty blonde hair standing in his path. He can vaguely make out her lips mouthing something and when she yanks at his arm lightly (almost causing him to fall off his stool), he realizes that she's asking him to dance. He tries to decline, but Yamapi finds himself already halfway in the crowd and somehow ends up right next to Jin and whoever that girl is.
The dirty blonde's smile is a lot nicer than the smirk on the redhead and he drowns himself in the music. His hazy brain tries to connect with his body in order to make it move properly and he manages for the most part. He can't feel Jin's gaze on him as Yamapi sidles closer to the female, slipping his arms around her waist and leaning into the curve of her body. He leans his head into the crook of her neck and he breathes into the small strands of hair in his way; his hips rock to the heavy beat of the song. Suddenly, he can feel a body pressed against his own back and he can hear Jin's voice murmuring his name over the din of the crowd and music.
Yamapi sucks in a breath, leaning his head back slightly, but never stopping in his movements. Jin's mouth finds his neck and he can feel Jin's lips against his skin, leaving trails of small kisses along the side. Yamapi tilts his head back further, relaxing against Jin's shoulder as he feels his skin grown hotter and hotter with every passing second. the The blonde flips around, obviously getting the clue that something had changed and presses against Yamapi, practically clinging to him and managing to push Yamapi further against Jin, which Yamapi didn't think was even possible.
The music is deafening and his body's heating up with all the contact and he's sure he's drowning as he suddenly feels Jin's hands on his waist while the girl's is gripping his ass, trying to get closer. He lets out a low moan unintentionally and can almost feels himself getting embarrassed, but with Jin's hands under his shirt, tracing small circles along his hip bones, he's not sure he cares if anyone heard. Nobody realizes that the song has changed twice over.
Yamapi can only wonder what's going on with the redhead. He imagines her being behind Jin and slowly sliding her hands around his waist, teasing the skin near the edge of his jeans when she realizes that she's being ignored. He can almost make out her trickle of laughter when she (and Yamapi) feels him shiver as she lightly brushes the skin right inside the top edge of his pants. Her hands lightly brush against Yamapi's skin (his shirt having risen throughout the dance) and he mentally wants to push her out of the way as he presses his fingers against the blonde's hips. All he can think of though is that she probably has a smirk growing on her face and think about how she probably digging her nails into Jin's skin and instead of yelping, the male groans, the feeling going straight to his groin and the sound being masked by the hard bass of the current song. Yamapi is stunned when he feels he can almost hear it.
What Yamapi does hear is Jin suddenly letting out a ragged breath, and his hold on Yamapi's hips gets tighter, trying to draw him closer. When his hips knock against Yamapi's backside and Yamapi can feel Jin's erection against him, Yamapi imagines Jin throwing his head back and moaning his name. Suddenly, the girls pull at the boys in opposite directions and Yamapi can feel Jin's hands slipping from his hips, but he isn't near enough to protest anymore. The four become two separate pairs and Yamapi's eyes narrow as he sees that Jin is back face to face with the redhead. She immediately wraps her arms around his neck, yanking him forward and Yamapi wonders if Jin can feel her hips rubbing against his own and he desperately wishes that he was back in that position, in front of Jin. His body moves of its own accord and the blonde doesn't protest at all and folows behind him. Yamapi leans into Jin's body, his hands immediately slipping around his waist and he can feel Jin shiver beneath his hands.
By this point, all four have come back together and their bodies are all rubbing each other in all the right and wrong places. Hands are quickly disappearing behind clothes and there's a large amount of teasing the skin with fingers, nails, lips, tongue and anything that is possible They're all entranced in their own little private world where nothing matters but them and their own satisfiction that when someone (or rather groups of someones) bumps into them quite harshly, they're forced apart reluctantly.
All parties are left panting, standing off to their own spots on the dance floor and all trying to get back as much composure as they can in this situation. Jin is sure that his erection is being obviously shown to the world, but Yamapi's hand is on his shoulder a second later and when he sees lidded eyes looking back into his own, he's not sure he cares anymore. The redhead is yanking on his arm, leading him towards the exit and Jin allows himself to follow. His other hand gropes blindly for Yamapi's and he finds it easily, lacing his fingers into the other male's. The blonde attaches herself to Yamapi and all four tumble out of the club into the outdoors where all they can see is the dark of the night and the light bubbles in front of their eyes.
The sound of their voices is muted, but nobody has to speak when the redhead points towards her hotel a few buildings over. The decision is unanimously reached when all four just start walking in that direction, fingers interlaced with each other as they stride down the street.
Note: Now that you've read this (I hope you have anyway and haven't run straight to the bottom, thinking this is a horrible self insert fic), I think I should say who the girls are. ..Don't ask why, but Rhey suggested a Lindsay Lohan/Pin/Hilary Duff fic. Yes. Don't ask her either because I doubt she can answer. *laughs* To be honest, I know almost nothing about them and really they shouldn't be close to each other at all (because I do at least know some gossip) but I thought, why not? Or rather, my fingers did since I wrote a rough version of this in one go during a late conversation with Rhey. *laughs* Not that that's important or anything. But yes. This got written and I hope you guys enjoy and don't kill me for writing het. ...'Tis all.
P.S. I = Lazy. The title's probably not appropriate, but I couldn't resist. *sighs* I also = Lame.
Author: Kamika Farinas aka tinyangl
Rating: R
Words: 1304
Pairing: Pin!Het
Summary: Yamapi gets forced to go to a club with Jin and they both find that actions speak louder than words.
Author's Note: This is dedicated to three people who lovingly teamed up convinced me that this should be written. And they are 4_03_am, bitofpixiedust and suboshiyui. So you guys, this is written for you~ Yes. I warned you. This is a het fic...but very mildly, only because there's more Pin action in it than anything. But there are two girls there and well... Yeah. Hope you enjoy~
(P.S. It's been a while since I've written anything, so this may suck. *coughs* It's also, very surprisingly, the first time I've written a fic (I think) without any dialogue. So it's a change. XP ...I suck at description. So this might just crash and burn.)
When Jin invites him out to a club during his visit into LA, Yamapi can safely say that it isn't what he thought they would do during his short visit there. What he expects it to be is just them (after all, they hadn't seen each other for a while now), talking, joking around, playing games, maybe some inappropriate touching that neither really notice after numerous empty cans of beer surround them. Instead, he gets dancing and loud music and the prospect of lots of drinking and he supposes of all the choices in the world, this isn't the worst. That is until he gets ditched about 10 minutes into their arrival for some girl with striking red hair and an expression that tells Yamapi that she's not to be trifled with and he immediately wants to get out of there and take Jin with him. Instead, she tugs Jin towards the dance floor and Jin follows without question, leaving Yamapi standing dumbfounded in his spot right next to the bar.
Yamapi scowls as he looks out into the dance floor, staring at the bodies rubbing against one another and when he sees Jin's in particular, he forces himself to look away. It had only taken him a good 10 minutes before he had managed to get the bartendar to give him a drink and then another good 5 minutes to convince him that he was, in fact, of age no matter how young his picture looked (which you can tell was a rather difficult thing to do when you were in LA with no idea how good your English really was).
He downs a shot (his third already of the night) and when he turns back again (because he really is a glutton for punishment) he finds a girl with dirty blonde hair standing in his path. He can vaguely make out her lips mouthing something and when she yanks at his arm lightly (almost causing him to fall off his stool), he realizes that she's asking him to dance. He tries to decline, but Yamapi finds himself already halfway in the crowd and somehow ends up right next to Jin and whoever that girl is.
The dirty blonde's smile is a lot nicer than the smirk on the redhead and he drowns himself in the music. His hazy brain tries to connect with his body in order to make it move properly and he manages for the most part. He can't feel Jin's gaze on him as Yamapi sidles closer to the female, slipping his arms around her waist and leaning into the curve of her body. He leans his head into the crook of her neck and he breathes into the small strands of hair in his way; his hips rock to the heavy beat of the song. Suddenly, he can feel a body pressed against his own back and he can hear Jin's voice murmuring his name over the din of the crowd and music.
Yamapi sucks in a breath, leaning his head back slightly, but never stopping in his movements. Jin's mouth finds his neck and he can feel Jin's lips against his skin, leaving trails of small kisses along the side. Yamapi tilts his head back further, relaxing against Jin's shoulder as he feels his skin grown hotter and hotter with every passing second. the The blonde flips around, obviously getting the clue that something had changed and presses against Yamapi, practically clinging to him and managing to push Yamapi further against Jin, which Yamapi didn't think was even possible.
The music is deafening and his body's heating up with all the contact and he's sure he's drowning as he suddenly feels Jin's hands on his waist while the girl's is gripping his ass, trying to get closer. He lets out a low moan unintentionally and can almost feels himself getting embarrassed, but with Jin's hands under his shirt, tracing small circles along his hip bones, he's not sure he cares if anyone heard. Nobody realizes that the song has changed twice over.
Yamapi can only wonder what's going on with the redhead. He imagines her being behind Jin and slowly sliding her hands around his waist, teasing the skin near the edge of his jeans when she realizes that she's being ignored. He can almost make out her trickle of laughter when she (and Yamapi) feels him shiver as she lightly brushes the skin right inside the top edge of his pants. Her hands lightly brush against Yamapi's skin (his shirt having risen throughout the dance) and he mentally wants to push her out of the way as he presses his fingers against the blonde's hips. All he can think of though is that she probably has a smirk growing on her face and think about how she probably digging her nails into Jin's skin and instead of yelping, the male groans, the feeling going straight to his groin and the sound being masked by the hard bass of the current song. Yamapi is stunned when he feels he can almost hear it.
What Yamapi does hear is Jin suddenly letting out a ragged breath, and his hold on Yamapi's hips gets tighter, trying to draw him closer. When his hips knock against Yamapi's backside and Yamapi can feel Jin's erection against him, Yamapi imagines Jin throwing his head back and moaning his name. Suddenly, the girls pull at the boys in opposite directions and Yamapi can feel Jin's hands slipping from his hips, but he isn't near enough to protest anymore. The four become two separate pairs and Yamapi's eyes narrow as he sees that Jin is back face to face with the redhead. She immediately wraps her arms around his neck, yanking him forward and Yamapi wonders if Jin can feel her hips rubbing against his own and he desperately wishes that he was back in that position, in front of Jin. His body moves of its own accord and the blonde doesn't protest at all and folows behind him. Yamapi leans into Jin's body, his hands immediately slipping around his waist and he can feel Jin shiver beneath his hands.
By this point, all four have come back together and their bodies are all rubbing each other in all the right and wrong places. Hands are quickly disappearing behind clothes and there's a large amount of teasing the skin with fingers, nails, lips, tongue and anything that is possible They're all entranced in their own little private world where nothing matters but them and their own satisfiction that when someone (or rather groups of someones) bumps into them quite harshly, they're forced apart reluctantly.
All parties are left panting, standing off to their own spots on the dance floor and all trying to get back as much composure as they can in this situation. Jin is sure that his erection is being obviously shown to the world, but Yamapi's hand is on his shoulder a second later and when he sees lidded eyes looking back into his own, he's not sure he cares anymore. The redhead is yanking on his arm, leading him towards the exit and Jin allows himself to follow. His other hand gropes blindly for Yamapi's and he finds it easily, lacing his fingers into the other male's. The blonde attaches herself to Yamapi and all four tumble out of the club into the outdoors where all they can see is the dark of the night and the light bubbles in front of their eyes.
The sound of their voices is muted, but nobody has to speak when the redhead points towards her hotel a few buildings over. The decision is unanimously reached when all four just start walking in that direction, fingers interlaced with each other as they stride down the street.
Note: Now that you've read this (I hope you have anyway and haven't run straight to the bottom, thinking this is a horrible self insert fic), I think I should say who the girls are. ..Don't ask why, but Rhey suggested a Lindsay Lohan/Pin/Hilary Duff fic. Yes. Don't ask her either because I doubt she can answer. *laughs* To be honest, I know almost nothing about them and really they shouldn't be close to each other at all (because I do at least know some gossip) but I thought, why not? Or rather, my fingers did since I wrote a rough version of this in one go during a late conversation with Rhey. *laughs* Not that that's important or anything. But yes. This got written and I hope you guys enjoy and don't kill me for writing het. ...'Tis all.
P.S. I = Lazy. The title's probably not appropriate, but I couldn't resist. *sighs* I also = Lame.