Blissful Torture (7 1/2/?)
Title: Blissful Torture (7 1/2/?)
Author: mistykt
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung (Khunyoung)
Rating: PG - PG13 later for swearing.
Summary: For Wooyoung, loving Nichkhun is painful. But as long as there's hope, he's willing to deal with it all for his chance at true happiness.
A/N: This takes place during the same time period as part 7 and then continues 7, but it's back to Woo's POV! Thus, I've named it 7 1/2~ Enjoy ^^
‘Stupid work,’ Wooyoung thought angrily to himself as he made his way downstairs to the car waiting for him. He slowly climbed into the backseat while trying, in vain, to hold back the tears of frustration threatening to fall as he continued his internal monologue, ‘Stupid hyung and his stupid mood swings.’ sniffs ‘Stupid Junho and his stupid button!’ How much more was he expected to take? It was at times like these that could almost make him question whether it was worth it. But then he remembers it’s Nichkhun, and nothing in the world is more worth it than him.
By the time he reached the venue of his morning schedule, Wooyoung’s tears had diminished, and he had come to terms (for now at least) with the disappointment that is his love life.
‘Feeling sorry for myself all day won’t help me get through my schedule any faster,’ he reasoned, and put on his best smile before stepping out into the eyes of the public.
His schedules dragged on as he’d expected, but he surprisingly found he almost welcomed the distraction. The longer he was working, the longer he had away from his emotional restlessness. Maybe this was the time out he needed to steady his nerves and mentally prepare for whatever would be waiting for him when he got home. He still had a mission. Fix Khun and Junho.
Finally after a long day’s work he heads home feeling unexpectedly calm. He wonders whether it’s because his mind has started recognizing stress as a normality, or he’s simply too tired to worry. The car pulls up in front of their building and he courteously greets the guard at the door before making his way up to the dorm.
‘Am I the first one home?’ he thinks to himself as he opens the front door to see the lights are still out. He flips on the light to the living room and makes his way to his and Junho’s room to grab clothes for a shower. After gathering what he needs and heading back out into the hall, he notices the bathroom door is slightly ajar and thinks for a second he hears something inside. Out of curiosity, he peeks through the cracked door and gasps to himself at what he finds. Khun, completely naked, stood leaning over the tub as it filled.
He could feel the flush that began at his cheeks spread outward to his ears. He unconsciously leaned forward against the door a little too hard causing it to creak, alerting the other man to his presence.
“Hello?” came Khun’s voice from beyond the door.
‘Damn,’ Wooyoung thought bitterly to himself before peeking his head into the room and replying with, “Oh, Khun-hyung! I’m sorry I didn’t know anyone else was home. I was just going to take a shower, but I’ll come back later.” He waved happily while slowly backing up and pulling the door closed.
“Woo! Why don’t you just shower with me? I’ve already got the bath ready,” his hyung insisted cheerfully, “I can wash your back!”
Gulp. Now didn’t that sound like a tempting offer? Khun’s large, gentle hands caressing every inch of the bare skin of his back--
His fantasy cut short as the older man’s voice rang out again, “Woo?”
Now suddenly all too aware of how dangerous this situation could be, he struggled to find some kind of excuse. “Thanks for the offer Khun-hyung, but I just remembered I… uh,” he stuttered, “I-“
“He promised he’d shower with me today! Right, Wooyoung?” Junho asserted as he joined him in the doorway.
Wooyoung smiled happily at his savior and continued, “That’s right! Sorry Khun-hyung. Another time okay?”
“Sure, Woo. No problem,” Khun responded, looking almost… rejected.
Noticing his hyung’s suddenly deteriorating mood he moved toward the older man and said, “Khun-hyung, next time I’m all yours. Okay?”
The older man smiled brightly, ruffled Wooyoung’s hair and said, “Thanks, Woo.”
“No problem, Hyung,” he replied, dashing out into the hallway and closing the door behind him. He leaned his back against the door and clutched at his chest as he felt his heart thumping strongly against it. That smile. Even after all the time they’d been together, he still wasn’t even close to immune. He loved seeing his hyung smiling and happy, especially when he knew he was the reason.
“Wooyoung-hyung?” came Junho’s voice from right beside him.
Wooyoung’s eyes, which he hadn’t realized he’d closed, fluttered open and met the questioning eyes of his dongseng. It took him a few seconds to find his voice, but he finally responded with, “Thanks, Junho. You really saved me in there.”
“No problem, Hyung!” Junho said, giving his back a friendly slap. “By the way you were eyeing Khun-hyung’s goodies, I could tell you weren’t ready for that,” the younger boy nodded, factually.
Wooyoung gaped at him a few seconds before grabbing him forcefully by the ear and dragging him off to their room.
“OW! Hyuuung, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! You can totally handle Khun-hyung’s goodies if you want to! OW!” Junho whined all the way to the room where Wooyoung finally let go.
“Exactly how long were you watching me?” He asked, accusingly.
“W-what?”
“Don’t lie to me, Junho,” he warned, reaching out to grab the boy’s ear again.
“Okay! I was in my bed when you came in the room to grab clothes, and then I followed you to let you know that Khun-hyung was in the bathroom… but then it got interesting and I watched for a while,” Junho admitted, “Sorry… But I helped right?! Don’t I get any points for that?”
He sighed, and said, “You’re right. You helped, so you live, but no more spying! Got it?”
His dongseng nodded his head eagerly. “You got it, hyung. I’ll make sure you never catch me spying again,” Junho wisecracked.
He couldn’t resist slapping the boy in the head playfully before replying, “You really wanna die today, don’t you?”
Then they laughed, long and hard. It felt so good having Junho around to keep him sane. He really wasn’t sure what he’d do without the other boy. He threw his arm around the other boy for support as he laughed, accidentally knocking them both to the floor, he on his back and Junho sprawled across his stomach. Bodies too preoccupied with laughter, neither bothered moving from their new positions.
“Hey guys! Khun’s finished showering no-oh.”
“Thanks, Junsu-hyung!” he gleefully greeted while wondering why Khun didn’t come to tell them himself.
“Hey, Woo. I’m gonna borrow Junho for a second so why don’t you get a head start,” Junsu insisted while yanking the younger boy off of him.
It was then he remembered the incident this morning and looked to Junho to get a reaction. This time, however, Junho looked calm and even winked to signal he was all right. ‘Maybe they worked it out at their schedule today…’ he wondered to himself as he watched the other two leave the room.
He gathered all of the clothes that had spilled onto the floor in the fall and headed to the bathroom. When he arrived, he realized Khun had left his conditioner on the bathroom sink so he scooped it up and went out to his hyung’s room.
“Hyung, you left this in the bathroom,” he said while offering the bottle to Khun.
“I left it for you to use, Woo. I noticed you threw your bottle out the other day, so I figured you ran out,” Khun answered.
He stared at Khun a while before running up to him and throwing his arms around him for a quick hug. “Thanks, hyung! You’re the best,” he said as he pulled away, and quickly left the room.
‘I’m such an idiot. Who hugs someone for letting them use hair products?’ he thinks as he mentally slaps himself over and over.
He walks back into the bathroom to find Junho there waiting for him. He walks by Junho, barely acknowledging his presence, strips down, and climbs into the tub. If the younger boy was offended, he didn’t say so, and just went about showering as usual. This was another trait he loved about Junho, he always knew when Wooyoung needed time to think.
He washed his hair and carefully worked in his hyung’s sweet smelling conditioner. It smelled just like him. Like Khun was in the room with him, and he felt relaxed. He let it sit for a while in his hair, trying to absorb all of his hyung’s kindness before reluctantly washing it away. He then submerged most of his body into the tub, and just sat. Sat so long that Junho had time to finish showering, redress, and come sit next to the tub.
“Wooyoung-hyung. What’s going on?” he asked, concerned.
“Nothing, Junho. I’m just confused. Khun-hyung is always so kind to me… sometimes I get my hopes up a little too high. I wish I could know how he felt about me without having to come clean about loving him first.”
It remained quiet in the room for a moment before the other boy spoke, “What if I said I knew a way we could test that?”
Author: mistykt
Pairing: Nichkhun/Wooyoung (Khunyoung)
Rating: PG - PG13 later for swearing.
Summary: For Wooyoung, loving Nichkhun is painful. But as long as there's hope, he's willing to deal with it all for his chance at true happiness.
A/N: This takes place during the same time period as part 7 and then continues 7, but it's back to Woo's POV! Thus, I've named it 7 1/2~ Enjoy ^^
‘Stupid work,’ Wooyoung thought angrily to himself as he made his way downstairs to the car waiting for him. He slowly climbed into the backseat while trying, in vain, to hold back the tears of frustration threatening to fall as he continued his internal monologue, ‘Stupid hyung and his stupid mood swings.’ sniffs ‘Stupid Junho and his stupid button!’ How much more was he expected to take? It was at times like these that could almost make him question whether it was worth it. But then he remembers it’s Nichkhun, and nothing in the world is more worth it than him.
By the time he reached the venue of his morning schedule, Wooyoung’s tears had diminished, and he had come to terms (for now at least) with the disappointment that is his love life.
‘Feeling sorry for myself all day won’t help me get through my schedule any faster,’ he reasoned, and put on his best smile before stepping out into the eyes of the public.
His schedules dragged on as he’d expected, but he surprisingly found he almost welcomed the distraction. The longer he was working, the longer he had away from his emotional restlessness. Maybe this was the time out he needed to steady his nerves and mentally prepare for whatever would be waiting for him when he got home. He still had a mission. Fix Khun and Junho.
Finally after a long day’s work he heads home feeling unexpectedly calm. He wonders whether it’s because his mind has started recognizing stress as a normality, or he’s simply too tired to worry. The car pulls up in front of their building and he courteously greets the guard at the door before making his way up to the dorm.
‘Am I the first one home?’ he thinks to himself as he opens the front door to see the lights are still out. He flips on the light to the living room and makes his way to his and Junho’s room to grab clothes for a shower. After gathering what he needs and heading back out into the hall, he notices the bathroom door is slightly ajar and thinks for a second he hears something inside. Out of curiosity, he peeks through the cracked door and gasps to himself at what he finds. Khun, completely naked, stood leaning over the tub as it filled.
He could feel the flush that began at his cheeks spread outward to his ears. He unconsciously leaned forward against the door a little too hard causing it to creak, alerting the other man to his presence.
“Hello?” came Khun’s voice from beyond the door.
‘Damn,’ Wooyoung thought bitterly to himself before peeking his head into the room and replying with, “Oh, Khun-hyung! I’m sorry I didn’t know anyone else was home. I was just going to take a shower, but I’ll come back later.” He waved happily while slowly backing up and pulling the door closed.
“Woo! Why don’t you just shower with me? I’ve already got the bath ready,” his hyung insisted cheerfully, “I can wash your back!”
Gulp. Now didn’t that sound like a tempting offer? Khun’s large, gentle hands caressing every inch of the bare skin of his back--
His fantasy cut short as the older man’s voice rang out again, “Woo?”
Now suddenly all too aware of how dangerous this situation could be, he struggled to find some kind of excuse. “Thanks for the offer Khun-hyung, but I just remembered I… uh,” he stuttered, “I-“
“He promised he’d shower with me today! Right, Wooyoung?” Junho asserted as he joined him in the doorway.
Wooyoung smiled happily at his savior and continued, “That’s right! Sorry Khun-hyung. Another time okay?”
“Sure, Woo. No problem,” Khun responded, looking almost… rejected.
Noticing his hyung’s suddenly deteriorating mood he moved toward the older man and said, “Khun-hyung, next time I’m all yours. Okay?”
The older man smiled brightly, ruffled Wooyoung’s hair and said, “Thanks, Woo.”
“No problem, Hyung,” he replied, dashing out into the hallway and closing the door behind him. He leaned his back against the door and clutched at his chest as he felt his heart thumping strongly against it. That smile. Even after all the time they’d been together, he still wasn’t even close to immune. He loved seeing his hyung smiling and happy, especially when he knew he was the reason.
“Wooyoung-hyung?” came Junho’s voice from right beside him.
Wooyoung’s eyes, which he hadn’t realized he’d closed, fluttered open and met the questioning eyes of his dongseng. It took him a few seconds to find his voice, but he finally responded with, “Thanks, Junho. You really saved me in there.”
“No problem, Hyung!” Junho said, giving his back a friendly slap. “By the way you were eyeing Khun-hyung’s goodies, I could tell you weren’t ready for that,” the younger boy nodded, factually.
Wooyoung gaped at him a few seconds before grabbing him forcefully by the ear and dragging him off to their room.
“OW! Hyuuung, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it! You can totally handle Khun-hyung’s goodies if you want to! OW!” Junho whined all the way to the room where Wooyoung finally let go.
“Exactly how long were you watching me?” He asked, accusingly.
“W-what?”
“Don’t lie to me, Junho,” he warned, reaching out to grab the boy’s ear again.
“Okay! I was in my bed when you came in the room to grab clothes, and then I followed you to let you know that Khun-hyung was in the bathroom… but then it got interesting and I watched for a while,” Junho admitted, “Sorry… But I helped right?! Don’t I get any points for that?”
He sighed, and said, “You’re right. You helped, so you live, but no more spying! Got it?”
His dongseng nodded his head eagerly. “You got it, hyung. I’ll make sure you never catch me spying again,” Junho wisecracked.
He couldn’t resist slapping the boy in the head playfully before replying, “You really wanna die today, don’t you?”
Then they laughed, long and hard. It felt so good having Junho around to keep him sane. He really wasn’t sure what he’d do without the other boy. He threw his arm around the other boy for support as he laughed, accidentally knocking them both to the floor, he on his back and Junho sprawled across his stomach. Bodies too preoccupied with laughter, neither bothered moving from their new positions.
“Hey guys! Khun’s finished showering no-oh.”
“Thanks, Junsu-hyung!” he gleefully greeted while wondering why Khun didn’t come to tell them himself.
“Hey, Woo. I’m gonna borrow Junho for a second so why don’t you get a head start,” Junsu insisted while yanking the younger boy off of him.
It was then he remembered the incident this morning and looked to Junho to get a reaction. This time, however, Junho looked calm and even winked to signal he was all right. ‘Maybe they worked it out at their schedule today…’ he wondered to himself as he watched the other two leave the room.
He gathered all of the clothes that had spilled onto the floor in the fall and headed to the bathroom. When he arrived, he realized Khun had left his conditioner on the bathroom sink so he scooped it up and went out to his hyung’s room.
“Hyung, you left this in the bathroom,” he said while offering the bottle to Khun.
“I left it for you to use, Woo. I noticed you threw your bottle out the other day, so I figured you ran out,” Khun answered.
He stared at Khun a while before running up to him and throwing his arms around him for a quick hug. “Thanks, hyung! You’re the best,” he said as he pulled away, and quickly left the room.
‘I’m such an idiot. Who hugs someone for letting them use hair products?’ he thinks as he mentally slaps himself over and over.
He walks back into the bathroom to find Junho there waiting for him. He walks by Junho, barely acknowledging his presence, strips down, and climbs into the tub. If the younger boy was offended, he didn’t say so, and just went about showering as usual. This was another trait he loved about Junho, he always knew when Wooyoung needed time to think.
He washed his hair and carefully worked in his hyung’s sweet smelling conditioner. It smelled just like him. Like Khun was in the room with him, and he felt relaxed. He let it sit for a while in his hair, trying to absorb all of his hyung’s kindness before reluctantly washing it away. He then submerged most of his body into the tub, and just sat. Sat so long that Junho had time to finish showering, redress, and come sit next to the tub.
“Wooyoung-hyung. What’s going on?” he asked, concerned.
“Nothing, Junho. I’m just confused. Khun-hyung is always so kind to me… sometimes I get my hopes up a little too high. I wish I could know how he felt about me without having to come clean about loving him first.”
It remained quiet in the room for a moment before the other boy spoke, “What if I said I knew a way we could test that?”