[SERIES] The Most Beautiful Thing: 2/?
Title: The Most Beautiful Thing
Pairing: GDYB, DaraYang, Top/Teddy
Genre: Romance, Angst, Highschool, YAOI
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jiyong didn't know why everything went wrong. Why were every bad things happening to him? Why in the earth did he fall in love with him? Why?
A/N: I suddenly got some inspiration and don't know what do to with this.
Chapter 2
Hot Night, part 1
Usually when Jiyong partied late at night, everything went pretty boring. He drank a little, because Seunghyun never allowed him to, he danced a bit, because people didn't really attract his attention, and then he went home only of he was sober. But this night was not like he expected. Because he met Youngbae. All night they sat together, talked, laughed, drank together until Jiyong was drunken because of the alcohol and Youngbae. God, that man was so better than alcohol.
"Let's dance!" Jiyong said laughing with a hiccup and stand up. He pulled Youngbae's arm but he would not get up. "Get up!" he pouted like a child who didn't get his favorite cookie.
"Let's not dance, Jiyong. You're drunken," Youngbae talked and laughed. Shit he was even slightly drunk. He saw Jiyong pouting and bit his lip as he let his gaze slightly down on his bare neck, smooth belly, slim hips, ... Shit! Quickly he drank his last drank. "You know, I'll take you home."
"W-Why are we leaving? Seung... Seunghyun ... is still there ..." Jiyong tried to say, between hiccups and giggles.
Shaking his head, Youngbae put him on the passenger seat. "Keep quiet." he ordered before he quickly took his place behind the wheel. Before he rode, he looked at Jiyong. He was asleep, his head hanging uncomfortable. With a sigh Youngbae put his head better and smiled. "Pabo."
With the slim Jiyong in his arms Youngbae tried to open the door of his house, and sighed when he failed. Carefully, he walked into the living room and put Jiyong quietly on the couch. A moment he stood there and stroked a blond lock of hair away as he smiled. He had already learned this night that this man could be so crazy, funny, cute and hot at the same time. Jiyong was like perfect.
As his eyes fell on his lips, he shook his head. Stupid cow, don't think such a thing! He thought and walked into the kitchen before he did something wrong in his drunk state.
When he walked back to the living room, with two cups of black coffee, he saw Jiyong awake.
Jiyong was surprised when he looked with wide eyes through the unknown living room. When he saw Youngbae, he smiled calmly and sweetly. "What am I doing here? Is this your house?" he asked, teasing and giggling.
"Yes. And you must drink this to be sober again." Youngbae ordered and gave him a cup of coffee.
Himself he sat across and drunk his own coffee as he just looked at Jiyong. He raised his eyebrows when he saw how disgusting Jiyong looked at the black coffee.
"Don't you like coffee?"
"Hm ..." Jiyong sighed and shook his head pouting. "No. It's yuck!" he said pouting like a baby.
Laughing Youngbae shook his head. How could a man like him act like a child, he thought and stood up. He put his coffee away and looked at Jiyong. "Take a shower, it will do you good."
"... You feel, uh, better?" Youngbae asked when Jiyong entered the living.
Jiyong smiled nervously and wiped his hair with a towel. He walked clumsily to the seat and sat down far from Youngbae. It was surprising enough what he did in the house of a stranger, but as Youngbae smiled, nothing mattered.
"Thanks, I am sober now. Um, I hope I caused no problems for you?" Jiyong asked quietly, biting his lip.
Youngbae moved closer and gently placed his hand on Jiyong's thigh.
Jiyong shivered by the sudden contact.
"No, not really. Even it was nice hanging with you. You're cute." Youngbae said whispering, and stroked his cheek.
Nervously, Jiyong smiled. Shit, he didn't know l why Youngbae made him so nervous. Not really like himself. Carefully he looked slat Youngbae and saw how close they actually sat, their faces just five inches away from each other.
His eyes fell on his lips as Jiyong licked his own lips now. "Hmm, it's really hot here." he whispered, as Youngbae stopped stroking his cheek.
Smirking, Youngbae dropped his hand down and stroked his neck. "Yeah, really hot." Youngbae whispered, looking into Jiyong's eyes. "If you want... you can .. take off your jacket?" he whispered and looked at Jiyong's jacket.
With a rapidly beating heart, Jiyong swallowed. "Aren't you feeling hot?"
With wide eyes he looked at Jiyong as he hysterically nodded. Quickly he pulled his jacket off and threw it away, licking his lips.
Jiyong looked at the jacket on the ground and then he looked Youngbae. "Then ..." he whispered and took hurriedly his jacket off. He felt Youngbae moving closer and suddenly he felt the seat behind his back, Youngbaevlying on him. Hastily Youngbae pulled his shirt off and attacked his creamy chest. Jiyong was shocked when he heard himself moaning when Youngbae licked his nipple. He had never felt like this.
Licking his chest, Youngbae slipped his hand down as he spread Jiyong's legs as he lay between them. He stroked his inner thigh and licked his neck hungrily. He couldn't even let go the skin under his lips. As if he was addicted to it. Mostly, Jiyong's moans made him more aroused. Shit, it felt really good.
"You feel really good," Youngbae murmured licking more down and let his tongue caress his navel. "Really good,"
"Ah," Jiyong moaned helplessly and hid his face under his arms when he felt that Youngbae opened his zipper. He moaned loudly when he felt his tongue around him, leading to a beautiful, hot, memorable night for them.