Learning to Love - Step Eleven: Chance One
Author: Star_Sarang
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): cursing, sexual situtations
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Myungsoo tugged eagerly at Sungjong's sleeve, nearly dragging the small boy down the sidewalk.
"Hurry, Jongie!!" he squealed.
Sungjong groaned. "Since when is it that you're the one dragging me, hyung?" he complained.
"Please~" the older whined.
Lolling his head back, tongue sticking out exasperatedly, Sungjong exhaled hotly as Myungsoo continued to drag him. The older chuckled, and paused for a moment before sweeping Sungjong off his feet with his thin legs thrown over one of Myungsoo's arms and Sungjong's back being supported by the older's other forearm.
Sungjong just squeaked in surprise and held on tightly to the collar of Myungsoo's shirt.
"I won't drop you," Myungsoo murmured, continuing his way to the park quickly, pressing his lips to Sungjong's temple. "Promise."
Sungjong bit his lip to hold back the small grin that threatened to surface. Once they reached the park, Myungsoo set the little one down and show him his surprise.
A bundle of balloons sat calmly in a cleared area of the crowded park. Beneath the vibrant spheres was a soft blanket on the grass, weighed down by sand bags that kept the balloons halted and a picnic basket.
Sungjong's eyes widened. "How'd you get people not to take any of it?" he asked.
"A kid I know," he answered, giggling, spotting Junhyung and his new boyfriend Hyunseung, as he found out earlier, sitting by a bench near the clearing, holding hands.
The two spent a wonderful evening together, eating food that Myungsoo and Woohyun had cooked together, and a surprise little cupcake that Junhyung and Hyunseung had discreetly decorated and placed in the basket for them. Sungjong couldn't stop smiling the entire time.
Suddenly, rain dropped down abruptly, pouring really hard. Myungsoo quickly packed everything up, everything fitting neatly into the basket. Unfortunately, the only thing he hadn't on him, was an umbrella, so took off his jacket and used it to shield Sungjong from the rain.
Running all the way home, huddling close together, they laughed like kids, enjoying the water splashing on their faces, soaking their clothes.
Once they reached home, they couldn't stop laughing. Breathing was irrelevant. Finally calming down fro their laughing high, Sungjong returned to his stoical self and handed Myungsoo his jacket back.
"That's chance one," he said coldly, and then retreated into his room to change out of his clothes.
Myungsoo just held his breath. He didn't understand if he'd ruined his chance because of the rain or if it was a win because of the fun time. Confused, Myungsoo trudged into his room, expecting to find Sungyeol for some reason but remembered that he was rooming with Sunggyu who was currently not there.
Myungsoo then went to Sungyeol's room, but only found Dongwoo. He seemed sad and angry, glaring holes into a piece of paper.
"Hyung... What's wrong?" he asked.
"I made a mistake..." Dongwoo muttered, looking away from the paper. "Myungsoo, never accuse your live of doing something he didn't."
"I know," Myungsoo sighed. "I already learned the hard way. And you?"
"This letter," he held up the paper as Myungsoo sat on the bed next to him, "was from the Ulzzang Jjang Club. I thought it was a bill for whoever he slept with, but... Sungyeol told me earlier that it was a bill for all the things he broke in the club when he went there one day."
"Did he say why Hoya hyung did all that?" asked Myungsoo.
Dongwoo shook his head. "He just told me I was stupid."
"Where is Sungyeol hyung anyways? I was looking for him."
Dongwoo shrugged. And Myungsoo went back to his own room, contemplating Sungjong. Such a complicated little bastard he was.
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Sungyeol flopped down exhaustedly onto Jonghun's bed.
"Ass sore yet?" Jonghun asked snidely, handing Sungyeol a glass of water.
"Yeah," Sungyeol said softly.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Heechul, tall, pretty, and arrogant, waltzed into the room, sitting on the bed next to Sungyeol.
"So how was it?" he asked, patting Sungyeol's stomach.
"Rough..." he answered.
"I'm sorry," Heechul said. "I should've given you Eli instead of Kangin. Eli knows his strength; Kangin can't control it."
Sungyeol just nodded absentmindedly, sitting up slowly, Jonghun helping him as he drank some water.
"Made your mind up yet?" Heechul asked.
"I'll try the other two times," Sungyeol answered, Jonghun's arm wrapping around his shoulder. "This actually calms me a bit."
Heechul grinned and patted Sungyeol's back, rubbing it to soothe the aches he would feel tomorrow. "Keep it up," he said as he stood. "And by the way," he handed a wad of cash to Sungyeol, "that's how much you made on just Kangin."
And then Heechul left, leaving Jonghun and Sungyeol to count out the greens.
"This is $35,000!!!" Jonghun exclaimed. "I only made $24,000 when I first started!! The only one who makes this much is Jaejoong. He costs up to $80,000!! You did this well?!?!"
Sungyeol just shrugged. "I don't know," he said, stuffing the money into his bag. He winced as he shifted slightly, the pain still immobilizing him, and Jonghun could see.
"Stay here tonight," Jonghun suggested. "Just tell your folks that you went drinking with a friend and passed out."
Sungyeol just nodded and didn't protest as Jonghun stripped them both of their clothes and changed into pajamas. They climbed in bed together, huddling close for warmth.
This job was probably the only thing he's never regretted in his life.
Rating: PG-13
Warning(s): cursing, sexual situtations
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Myungsoo tugged eagerly at Sungjong's sleeve, nearly dragging the small boy down the sidewalk.
"Hurry, Jongie!!" he squealed.
Sungjong groaned. "Since when is it that you're the one dragging me, hyung?" he complained.
"Please~" the older whined.
Lolling his head back, tongue sticking out exasperatedly, Sungjong exhaled hotly as Myungsoo continued to drag him. The older chuckled, and paused for a moment before sweeping Sungjong off his feet with his thin legs thrown over one of Myungsoo's arms and Sungjong's back being supported by the older's other forearm.
Sungjong just squeaked in surprise and held on tightly to the collar of Myungsoo's shirt.
"I won't drop you," Myungsoo murmured, continuing his way to the park quickly, pressing his lips to Sungjong's temple. "Promise."
Sungjong bit his lip to hold back the small grin that threatened to surface. Once they reached the park, Myungsoo set the little one down and show him his surprise.
A bundle of balloons sat calmly in a cleared area of the crowded park. Beneath the vibrant spheres was a soft blanket on the grass, weighed down by sand bags that kept the balloons halted and a picnic basket.
Sungjong's eyes widened. "How'd you get people not to take any of it?" he asked.
"A kid I know," he answered, giggling, spotting Junhyung and his new boyfriend Hyunseung, as he found out earlier, sitting by a bench near the clearing, holding hands.
The two spent a wonderful evening together, eating food that Myungsoo and Woohyun had cooked together, and a surprise little cupcake that Junhyung and Hyunseung had discreetly decorated and placed in the basket for them. Sungjong couldn't stop smiling the entire time.
Suddenly, rain dropped down abruptly, pouring really hard. Myungsoo quickly packed everything up, everything fitting neatly into the basket. Unfortunately, the only thing he hadn't on him, was an umbrella, so took off his jacket and used it to shield Sungjong from the rain.
Running all the way home, huddling close together, they laughed like kids, enjoying the water splashing on their faces, soaking their clothes.
Once they reached home, they couldn't stop laughing. Breathing was irrelevant. Finally calming down fro their laughing high, Sungjong returned to his stoical self and handed Myungsoo his jacket back.
"That's chance one," he said coldly, and then retreated into his room to change out of his clothes.
Myungsoo just held his breath. He didn't understand if he'd ruined his chance because of the rain or if it was a win because of the fun time. Confused, Myungsoo trudged into his room, expecting to find Sungyeol for some reason but remembered that he was rooming with Sunggyu who was currently not there.
Myungsoo then went to Sungyeol's room, but only found Dongwoo. He seemed sad and angry, glaring holes into a piece of paper.
"Hyung... What's wrong?" he asked.
"I made a mistake..." Dongwoo muttered, looking away from the paper. "Myungsoo, never accuse your live of doing something he didn't."
"I know," Myungsoo sighed. "I already learned the hard way. And you?"
"This letter," he held up the paper as Myungsoo sat on the bed next to him, "was from the Ulzzang Jjang Club. I thought it was a bill for whoever he slept with, but... Sungyeol told me earlier that it was a bill for all the things he broke in the club when he went there one day."
"Did he say why Hoya hyung did all that?" asked Myungsoo.
Dongwoo shook his head. "He just told me I was stupid."
"Where is Sungyeol hyung anyways? I was looking for him."
Dongwoo shrugged. And Myungsoo went back to his own room, contemplating Sungjong. Such a complicated little bastard he was.
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Sungyeol flopped down exhaustedly onto Jonghun's bed.
"Ass sore yet?" Jonghun asked snidely, handing Sungyeol a glass of water.
"Yeah," Sungyeol said softly.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Heechul, tall, pretty, and arrogant, waltzed into the room, sitting on the bed next to Sungyeol.
"So how was it?" he asked, patting Sungyeol's stomach.
"Rough..." he answered.
"I'm sorry," Heechul said. "I should've given you Eli instead of Kangin. Eli knows his strength; Kangin can't control it."
Sungyeol just nodded absentmindedly, sitting up slowly, Jonghun helping him as he drank some water.
"Made your mind up yet?" Heechul asked.
"I'll try the other two times," Sungyeol answered, Jonghun's arm wrapping around his shoulder. "This actually calms me a bit."
Heechul grinned and patted Sungyeol's back, rubbing it to soothe the aches he would feel tomorrow. "Keep it up," he said as he stood. "And by the way," he handed a wad of cash to Sungyeol, "that's how much you made on just Kangin."
And then Heechul left, leaving Jonghun and Sungyeol to count out the greens.
"This is $35,000!!!" Jonghun exclaimed. "I only made $24,000 when I first started!! The only one who makes this much is Jaejoong. He costs up to $80,000!! You did this well?!?!"
Sungyeol just shrugged. "I don't know," he said, stuffing the money into his bag. He winced as he shifted slightly, the pain still immobilizing him, and Jonghun could see.
"Stay here tonight," Jonghun suggested. "Just tell your folks that you went drinking with a friend and passed out."
Sungyeol just nodded and didn't protest as Jonghun stripped them both of their clothes and changed into pajamas. They climbed in bed together, huddling close for warmth.
This job was probably the only thing he's never regretted in his life.