Trust Me (part seven)
Title: Trust Me (Part 7 of 7) (Story 4 of 7)
Rating: PG 13 - R (this part: R...for actions)
Pairing: Yoosu
Summery: Hi, Kim Junsu here, I just want to tell you about the week before as well as the day of, my school's talent show. It was quite an... entertaining show all around, as were the events that led up to it. Oh, and don't hate me, but I have kind of been keeping my relationship with Micky a secret... I have good reasons to though, really I do! (Time jump to the month of April)
A/N: Last part! Which mean a long 'A/N' at the end. Enjoy.
Story one found here (It's Yoosu)
Story two found here (It's Jaeho)
Story three found here (It's EunMin)
In The Past: one two three four five six
So the girls began their dance. Ummmm... I’m not really good at describing movement... well, THAT kind of movement, see the girls... well, okay, they danced to the song Toxic, by Britney Spears, so there was a lot of... hip movements and ummm... chest... thrusting, is that the right word? Anyway, they also showed the audience how flexible they were, and they had their butts hit the ground a lot, but other then that, their dance didn’t... vary much. The Freshmen and all the boys under that year, seemed to like the performance quite a bit. Micky came up behind me as I watched. He put his hand on my lower back, but did nothing else.
Nothing else except whisper, with his deep husky voice, and spine tingling, warm breath, into my poor, virgin ear.
“And to think, we used to be attracted to that.” He said and then from the corner of my eyes I saw his head nod to the girls dancing on stage. But, I still like girls, didn’t he? And before he had said he liked both girls and me...
“I’m still attracted to that.” His hand left my back as he moved to stand in front of me. His hand was on my shoulder now, while his other hand was on his hip. It was such a girlie pose. But any allusions one might have of Micky being somewhat feminine, would always disappear as soon as he spoke. God, I love the sound of his voice.
“So, what, you want me to walk around wearing a mini skirt and fishnet stockings too?” I looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping in on our conversation. Only Monkey seemed to be paying us any attention, everyone else was watching the show on stage. Then I actually registered what Micky had said and laughed.
“Go ahead, do it, I’ll give you five dollars if you do.”
“Oh, so not only do you wish I was a girl, but you think I’m cheap too, I see how it is... twenty dollars.”
“No way.”
“Fine, fifteen.” Well, it’s not like I have to pay bills or anything.
“Deal.”
“Wait, I’ll only do it, if you do it too.” I saw Monkey walking away from us at this point... I guess he heard that last line... Oh god, what he must think?
“No.”
“Oh, come on, we can do it on the last day of school, that way, instead of everyone always giving you the attention that you don’t want, for once, they’ll give you attention when you deserve it.” Well when he puts it like that...
“Fine, but I’m not paying you anymore.”
“Fine, lets shake on it.” I looked at his outstretched hand. I didn’t want to make it official, I mean, what if I wanted to back out of it, like what if I come to my senses and see how stupid...
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Junnie, if you think you’re going to back out later, then just promise to tell me at least the day before we do it, kay?” Wow, it’s like he’s psychic. He held his hand up to me again, and this time I shook it.
“Okay.”
“I’m going to pretend I didn’t just hear that, okay.” I turned and saw Dad. He came up and put his hand on my head. Why, what did the last thing said, sound like... GOD does everyone around me have such a pervy mind?!
“Oh, it’s nothing like that, hyung, your son and I, are just planning on cross dressing on the last day of school.” Micky explained what I wish he hadn’t. I couldn’t meet my father’s gaze as he looked down at me... well over at me (we’re practically the same height).
“Dad, Mom’s freaking out about his hair, again.” Changmin called from behind us. Dad lowered his head in defeat, or maybe it was exaggerated exhaustion.
“We’ll finish this conversation later, boys.” He said to us, then he followed Changmin out of the back stagish area.
A few minutes after that, the girls had finished their dance and the curtain went down (they danced to two songs.. though if you ask me, it looked like one long song). The curtain stayed down as people got ready for the next performers to get set on stage.
The next group to perform contained my entire family... and their friends. Mom, Dad... okay, everyone except for Changmin, lined up on stage, but Changmin stood on the side of the stage by himself... I guess he wasn’t going to dance. Dad was currently playing with/fixing Mom’s hair... huh, he dyed it black... or I should say it was back to his natural hair color, because he usually has it dyed a light brown color. So THAT’S why he was freaking out about his hair...
Then they got into their positions. The curtain went up. The music started, and at first no one moved, then they all leaned back, and then forward, and then they did a move that made it look like they were marching in place, and then they moved from side to side, and then their arms went up, made a half circle, did a weird twist with their legs, and then crossed their legs and made an... “L” shape with their arms, then, they dip down, come back up, and then jump to the side, jumped to the other side, did some fast foot work, went back to the center, did a another half circle and some fast arm moments, dipped down to the ground then back up, then stopped in a pose real quick. Then their arms went up, and they spun around. Kangin hyung, then left his spot, he took front and center while the other continued to turn and dance.
Now, I cry under my skin
I can’t forget the cliff
The image of your confidence over a cliff
When I close my eyes the image appears
You Fall down! And need to be rescued. He sang, then Changmin actually did something for the first time since being on stage.
“NOOOOO!” He screamed/sang. Some people jumped in their seats.
Nightmare! I wish for more confidence. Dad sang. Changmin screamed “no” two more times before he too joined the others in dancing. He even had his own solo part. Per usual, the crowd went wild when it ended. Standing up and cheering. Every year my folks pulled off a great performance, no matter who they did it with. I was just glad I wasn’t the act that had to follow THAT. No, the unfortunate ones there, would be my friends.
“Wow, I’m so glad we’re not the act going after them.” Micky said. Had I been thinking out loud?
“Ummm, yeah, me either.” Then my friends walked by me and lined up on the stage. Monkey gave me a thumps up, and I returned it.
The curtain went up, revealing, Monkey, Sweet Pumpkin, and Pinocchio (or, Fishy, if you’re a girl). They too, were going to perform a dance number, so I was curious as to why Monkey had said it was going to be a performance the school... or at least it’s “kiddies”, wouldn’t forget.
The music started. And the voice of Nelly came through the speakers (from the cd player set up behind them).
Hot in... so hot in here... so hot in... ahh, Nelly sang. Yup, my friends danced to the Nelly song, Hot in Here, (though he pronounces the word “here”, like “her.” I never understood why though... it would put a whole different spin on the song if he meant “her”... Anyway, the dance all together, was pretty entertaining. Lots of jumps and turns. Donghae did that back handstand flip thing, that we always make him do. Then when the song got to the part where Nelly sings that the “roof is on fire”, and then goes back to the chorus and whatnot, that was when their dancing style changed. It turned into a boobie boobie dance. And all that is, is people grinding against each other.... my friends were now grinding against each other. The crowd love it. The faculty didn’t. In fact, they pulled the curtain down before the boys could finish their “dance”, and then they apologized to the crowd for the boys’ “performance”.
“So, what’d you think?” Monkey asked as he came up to me.
“You're right, the school’s not going to forget that anytime soon.”
“Told ya.” He still had a foolish grin on his face as he wished me good luck on my performance, and then left to go change back into his normal clothes. I wasn’t wearing any fancy clothes, since all I was going to be doing was singing. Everyone else had changed in the bathrooms before performing, but I was still wearing the outfit I wore all day in school. Micky was like that too.
WAIT! That means I’m next! Well, Micky and I, are next. Watching the talent show staff set up Micky’s keyboard while the curtain was down, confirmed it. I was doomed. I was doomed because I didn’t feel ready, I was doomed because I was nervous, I’ve never, just by myself, in front of a bunch of people, sang before. Before, there usually woould be people singing with me, all though Micky would be singing the chorus part with me... it wasn’t the same.
“Are you ready?”
“No.” Micky frowned, then he grinned. He took my hand and pulled me along. There was a storage room behind the stage. It’s where the school keeps... everything... extra desks, tables (they can fold), mops, brooms, just... stuff. He pulled me in there, shut the door, and quickly kissed me.
When he pulled back, he said. “You’ll be great, trust me.”
“Yeah but...” He kissed me gently again.
“Trust me.”
“Okay.” He then moved away, opened the door to the storage room, and he motioned for me to leave first. When we got back to the side of the stage, it was time for us to go on. So we took our positions. Me, standing in the center, and Micky on the keyboard, a little ways behind me and to my right. The curtain went up. CRAP, WHAT’S MY FIRST LINE!!!!
“Micky, what’s the first line?” I whispered to him quickly.
“Oh dear god, that's not good to forget...”
“Micky!”
““No words are needed”... you know, the title of the song.” Oh yeah. One of the teachers announced our performance, and then... it began.
I sang before Micky actually began on the piano (which is how it’s suppose to go).
No words are needed,(Micky begins on the piano here) I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
They don't stay still
Our feelings cannot stop
Where do we go?
When we realized it, we were already in love
We can't turn back now
If you're aware that there are no boundaries in blue sky
Then quickly come to me
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
Explanations or goals do not exist
The steps we take show the way we are
When we're unaware of how we feel
Then let's hold hands and never let go
The season for us to be lovers has arrived
So let's open out our arms
No words are needed, I just want to feel your warmth
Love is burning
I want to become one with you
Once we're close, our eyes will open
I like you so much
That the painful accusations will melt away
I truly like you
I like you so much that I could melt away
(You don't have to believe me) I'll still be watching over you
(No words are needed) I'll become your comfort
(No words are needed)
I'll make you smile so much that you'll always be satisfied
(No words are needed) I'll love you
(No words are needed) You're still...
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
No words are needed, I just want to feel your warmth
Love is burning
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
I like you so much that I could melt away. Micky had sung all the parts in the parentheses. When it was over, there was a lot of cheering, so I guess we didn’t sound half bad. Micky started clapping to me. I just shook my head at him. We then both bowed and got off the stage. The curtain went back down. I was on a high. WE DID IT! Before anyone could praise us, I pulled Micky back into the storage room and shut the door. I kissed him, and he kissed me back.
“Told ya.” He said.
“Shut up.” We kissed again. The kiss lasted longer then any of our other kisses, and Micky hands moved around my waist. My own hands started traveling under his shirt. He stopped kissing me, and we just stared at each other, waiting to see what would happen next. With my hand still in his shirt, pressed against his chest, I said. “Trust me.”
Then... one thing led to another...
Sex with Micky... well I didn’t see fireworks, all I saw was Micky... which I actually prefer to fireworks. I didn’t hear bells ringing or angles singing, just the sounds of us breathing, and... moving... lots of squishy sounds. I wasn’t on cloud nine, I was in Micky’s arms. I was on top of Micky. I was one with Micky. Though, I don’t even know if what happen even counts as sex. We didn’t really get very far. I mean we got far, it there was a condom it would have been properly applied and whatnot... and I know by our positions and such, that it must have looked like we were really going at it. I mean, that’s probably what it looked like to the person who opened the door to the storage room, minutes after Micky and I had begun... copulating.
My head had spun around and I prayed it wasn’t a teacher, or worse... the Principal!
It was worse, much much worse.
The door opened to reveal the following PEOPLE: Changmin, Siwon, Monkey, Kyuhyun, and Sweet Pumpkin.
“WHAT THE HELL!?” Changmin yelled. Two seconds later, Mom and Dad appeared. They took one peek into the room... at me and Micky on the floor, and reacted quickly.
“All right, you guys are a bit too young to be seeing this kinda thing, so back up.” Dad was trying to push them away from the door. I heard Monkey say “but he’s the same age as me”, Mom weaved his way though the bunch, and took the doorknob from Changmin’s hand.
Before he shut it he said. “I think you two better get dressed now.”, and shut the door soundly, he didn’t look happy. Micky sat up, taking me with him.
“Ummm... I guess we should do what he says.” He said softly. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to move. I was too afraid to. If I moved, that meant that what just happened was real. My parents... my brother... my friends... two other kids... they all...
“Junnie.” I focused in on Micky.
“What?”
“We should get dressed now.”
“Okay.” But we didn’t move. At least not at first. Micky moved first, he off of me, out of me (or got me out of him rather), and stood up. He started putting his boxers and jeans back on, and he tossed me my shirt. The shirt landed on my head. It was then that I finally started to get dressed. It was all too soon when we were both fully clothed again. I really didn’t want to leave this room, to go out and face the others. Monkey, I didn’t mind, though I might have just scarred my best friend for life. Siwon and Kyuhyun, I didn’t care about facing either... they were just Minnie’s friends. But then there was Sungmin... I didn’t tell him I was with Micky, there would be hell to pay for keeping yet another secret from him (though sometimes I suspect he already does...). Then there is Minnie... Minnie... I was afraid of his reaction the most... I mean, if his yell didn’t tell me something... God, I hope he doesn’t hate me now.
And of course, there is Mom and Dad... and just last week, they told me not to have sex... I was so grounded. But worse then that, I know they are going to be disappointed. I couldn't help it though... The bliss I felt when I was on stage singing, and then when the whole crowed cheered, I was just so happy. I wanted to shared my happiness with Micky, to show him. I don’t know, I can’t explain it. I did what I did, and there was no way I could take it back (not that I wanted to, I just wished it ended at bit differently... okay, very differently).
Micky started walking to the door. I stayed where I was, so he made a U - turn, took my hand and led me to the door.
“Wait.”
“Trust me.” He said, I stared at him, then I smiled and nodded. Together we opened the door, and faced my family and friends.
End. (for now)
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*dodges flying bullets* YES, I ended the story there. I did the same thing with all the other stories. So you will find out the reactions of people over the next few stories. Anyway... sorry for putting that long song in there... it just fit the story so well... And I’ve said it before, but ... unless I say so, assume I didn’t write any of the songs I use in the stories.
And I said I would keep this series under R... and I think I did (though just barely).
EDIT: To clear up any confusion.. sex DID take place, it was worded as it was to keep it under the R rating, and to show Junsu's confusion at the time, since everything happened so quickly.
Point one: Thank you thank you thank you, for reading this story. I love how new people are joining the series (even though we’re on story four) as well as seeing everybody from the previous stories. Comments are love!!! And I love you all!
Point Two: Next up is story five. It’s JaeHo. It’s called "Show Me". On to the next story
Point three: The only thing I can think of to entice you into reading the JaeHo, without giving away the main plot line.... is someone once asked me how JaeHo got together, how it all started exactly... I answer that question in Show Me.
All right, I’m done. Peace out! ^__^
Rating: PG 13 - R (this part: R...for actions)
Pairing: Yoosu
Summery: Hi, Kim Junsu here, I just want to tell you about the week before as well as the day of, my school's talent show. It was quite an... entertaining show all around, as were the events that led up to it. Oh, and don't hate me, but I have kind of been keeping my relationship with Micky a secret... I have good reasons to though, really I do! (Time jump to the month of April)
A/N: Last part! Which mean a long 'A/N' at the end. Enjoy.
Story one found here (It's Yoosu)
Story two found here (It's Jaeho)
Story three found here (It's EunMin)
In The Past: one two three four five six
So the girls began their dance. Ummmm... I’m not really good at describing movement... well, THAT kind of movement, see the girls... well, okay, they danced to the song Toxic, by Britney Spears, so there was a lot of... hip movements and ummm... chest... thrusting, is that the right word? Anyway, they also showed the audience how flexible they were, and they had their butts hit the ground a lot, but other then that, their dance didn’t... vary much. The Freshmen and all the boys under that year, seemed to like the performance quite a bit. Micky came up behind me as I watched. He put his hand on my lower back, but did nothing else.
Nothing else except whisper, with his deep husky voice, and spine tingling, warm breath, into my poor, virgin ear.
“And to think, we used to be attracted to that.” He said and then from the corner of my eyes I saw his head nod to the girls dancing on stage. But, I still like girls, didn’t he? And before he had said he liked both girls and me...
“I’m still attracted to that.” His hand left my back as he moved to stand in front of me. His hand was on my shoulder now, while his other hand was on his hip. It was such a girlie pose. But any allusions one might have of Micky being somewhat feminine, would always disappear as soon as he spoke. God, I love the sound of his voice.
“So, what, you want me to walk around wearing a mini skirt and fishnet stockings too?” I looked around to see if anyone was eavesdropping in on our conversation. Only Monkey seemed to be paying us any attention, everyone else was watching the show on stage. Then I actually registered what Micky had said and laughed.
“Go ahead, do it, I’ll give you five dollars if you do.”
“Oh, so not only do you wish I was a girl, but you think I’m cheap too, I see how it is... twenty dollars.”
“No way.”
“Fine, fifteen.” Well, it’s not like I have to pay bills or anything.
“Deal.”
“Wait, I’ll only do it, if you do it too.” I saw Monkey walking away from us at this point... I guess he heard that last line... Oh god, what he must think?
“No.”
“Oh, come on, we can do it on the last day of school, that way, instead of everyone always giving you the attention that you don’t want, for once, they’ll give you attention when you deserve it.” Well when he puts it like that...
“Fine, but I’m not paying you anymore.”
“Fine, lets shake on it.” I looked at his outstretched hand. I didn’t want to make it official, I mean, what if I wanted to back out of it, like what if I come to my senses and see how stupid...
“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Junnie, if you think you’re going to back out later, then just promise to tell me at least the day before we do it, kay?” Wow, it’s like he’s psychic. He held his hand up to me again, and this time I shook it.
“Okay.”
“I’m going to pretend I didn’t just hear that, okay.” I turned and saw Dad. He came up and put his hand on my head. Why, what did the last thing said, sound like... GOD does everyone around me have such a pervy mind?!
“Oh, it’s nothing like that, hyung, your son and I, are just planning on cross dressing on the last day of school.” Micky explained what I wish he hadn’t. I couldn’t meet my father’s gaze as he looked down at me... well over at me (we’re practically the same height).
“Dad, Mom’s freaking out about his hair, again.” Changmin called from behind us. Dad lowered his head in defeat, or maybe it was exaggerated exhaustion.
“We’ll finish this conversation later, boys.” He said to us, then he followed Changmin out of the back stagish area.
A few minutes after that, the girls had finished their dance and the curtain went down (they danced to two songs.. though if you ask me, it looked like one long song). The curtain stayed down as people got ready for the next performers to get set on stage.
The next group to perform contained my entire family... and their friends. Mom, Dad... okay, everyone except for Changmin, lined up on stage, but Changmin stood on the side of the stage by himself... I guess he wasn’t going to dance. Dad was currently playing with/fixing Mom’s hair... huh, he dyed it black... or I should say it was back to his natural hair color, because he usually has it dyed a light brown color. So THAT’S why he was freaking out about his hair...
Then they got into their positions. The curtain went up. The music started, and at first no one moved, then they all leaned back, and then forward, and then they did a move that made it look like they were marching in place, and then they moved from side to side, and then their arms went up, made a half circle, did a weird twist with their legs, and then crossed their legs and made an... “L” shape with their arms, then, they dip down, come back up, and then jump to the side, jumped to the other side, did some fast foot work, went back to the center, did a another half circle and some fast arm moments, dipped down to the ground then back up, then stopped in a pose real quick. Then their arms went up, and they spun around. Kangin hyung, then left his spot, he took front and center while the other continued to turn and dance.
Now, I cry under my skin
I can’t forget the cliff
The image of your confidence over a cliff
When I close my eyes the image appears
You Fall down! And need to be rescued. He sang, then Changmin actually did something for the first time since being on stage.
“NOOOOO!” He screamed/sang. Some people jumped in their seats.
Nightmare! I wish for more confidence. Dad sang. Changmin screamed “no” two more times before he too joined the others in dancing. He even had his own solo part. Per usual, the crowd went wild when it ended. Standing up and cheering. Every year my folks pulled off a great performance, no matter who they did it with. I was just glad I wasn’t the act that had to follow THAT. No, the unfortunate ones there, would be my friends.
“Wow, I’m so glad we’re not the act going after them.” Micky said. Had I been thinking out loud?
“Ummm, yeah, me either.” Then my friends walked by me and lined up on the stage. Monkey gave me a thumps up, and I returned it.
The curtain went up, revealing, Monkey, Sweet Pumpkin, and Pinocchio (or, Fishy, if you’re a girl). They too, were going to perform a dance number, so I was curious as to why Monkey had said it was going to be a performance the school... or at least it’s “kiddies”, wouldn’t forget.
The music started. And the voice of Nelly came through the speakers (from the cd player set up behind them).
Hot in... so hot in here... so hot in... ahh, Nelly sang. Yup, my friends danced to the Nelly song, Hot in Here, (though he pronounces the word “here”, like “her.” I never understood why though... it would put a whole different spin on the song if he meant “her”... Anyway, the dance all together, was pretty entertaining. Lots of jumps and turns. Donghae did that back handstand flip thing, that we always make him do. Then when the song got to the part where Nelly sings that the “roof is on fire”, and then goes back to the chorus and whatnot, that was when their dancing style changed. It turned into a boobie boobie dance. And all that is, is people grinding against each other.... my friends were now grinding against each other. The crowd love it. The faculty didn’t. In fact, they pulled the curtain down before the boys could finish their “dance”, and then they apologized to the crowd for the boys’ “performance”.
“So, what’d you think?” Monkey asked as he came up to me.
“You're right, the school’s not going to forget that anytime soon.”
“Told ya.” He still had a foolish grin on his face as he wished me good luck on my performance, and then left to go change back into his normal clothes. I wasn’t wearing any fancy clothes, since all I was going to be doing was singing. Everyone else had changed in the bathrooms before performing, but I was still wearing the outfit I wore all day in school. Micky was like that too.
WAIT! That means I’m next! Well, Micky and I, are next. Watching the talent show staff set up Micky’s keyboard while the curtain was down, confirmed it. I was doomed. I was doomed because I didn’t feel ready, I was doomed because I was nervous, I’ve never, just by myself, in front of a bunch of people, sang before. Before, there usually woould be people singing with me, all though Micky would be singing the chorus part with me... it wasn’t the same.
“Are you ready?”
“No.” Micky frowned, then he grinned. He took my hand and pulled me along. There was a storage room behind the stage. It’s where the school keeps... everything... extra desks, tables (they can fold), mops, brooms, just... stuff. He pulled me in there, shut the door, and quickly kissed me.
When he pulled back, he said. “You’ll be great, trust me.”
“Yeah but...” He kissed me gently again.
“Trust me.”
“Okay.” He then moved away, opened the door to the storage room, and he motioned for me to leave first. When we got back to the side of the stage, it was time for us to go on. So we took our positions. Me, standing in the center, and Micky on the keyboard, a little ways behind me and to my right. The curtain went up. CRAP, WHAT’S MY FIRST LINE!!!!
“Micky, what’s the first line?” I whispered to him quickly.
“Oh dear god, that's not good to forget...”
“Micky!”
““No words are needed”... you know, the title of the song.” Oh yeah. One of the teachers announced our performance, and then... it began.
I sang before Micky actually began on the piano (which is how it’s suppose to go).
No words are needed,(Micky begins on the piano here) I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
They don't stay still
Our feelings cannot stop
Where do we go?
When we realized it, we were already in love
We can't turn back now
If you're aware that there are no boundaries in blue sky
Then quickly come to me
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
Explanations or goals do not exist
The steps we take show the way we are
When we're unaware of how we feel
Then let's hold hands and never let go
The season for us to be lovers has arrived
So let's open out our arms
No words are needed, I just want to feel your warmth
Love is burning
I want to become one with you
Once we're close, our eyes will open
I like you so much
That the painful accusations will melt away
I truly like you
I like you so much that I could melt away
(You don't have to believe me) I'll still be watching over you
(No words are needed) I'll become your comfort
(No words are needed)
I'll make you smile so much that you'll always be satisfied
(No words are needed) I'll love you
(No words are needed) You're still...
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
Love is calling
I want us to hold each other tightly
These strong, genuine feelings I have could stop time
I like you
No words are needed, I just want to feel your warmth
Love is burning
No words are needed, I just want to be by your side
I like you so much that I could melt away. Micky had sung all the parts in the parentheses. When it was over, there was a lot of cheering, so I guess we didn’t sound half bad. Micky started clapping to me. I just shook my head at him. We then both bowed and got off the stage. The curtain went back down. I was on a high. WE DID IT! Before anyone could praise us, I pulled Micky back into the storage room and shut the door. I kissed him, and he kissed me back.
“Told ya.” He said.
“Shut up.” We kissed again. The kiss lasted longer then any of our other kisses, and Micky hands moved around my waist. My own hands started traveling under his shirt. He stopped kissing me, and we just stared at each other, waiting to see what would happen next. With my hand still in his shirt, pressed against his chest, I said. “Trust me.”
Then... one thing led to another...
Sex with Micky... well I didn’t see fireworks, all I saw was Micky... which I actually prefer to fireworks. I didn’t hear bells ringing or angles singing, just the sounds of us breathing, and... moving... lots of squishy sounds. I wasn’t on cloud nine, I was in Micky’s arms. I was on top of Micky. I was one with Micky. Though, I don’t even know if what happen even counts as sex. We didn’t really get very far. I mean we got far, it there was a condom it would have been properly applied and whatnot... and I know by our positions and such, that it must have looked like we were really going at it. I mean, that’s probably what it looked like to the person who opened the door to the storage room, minutes after Micky and I had begun... copulating.
My head had spun around and I prayed it wasn’t a teacher, or worse... the Principal!
It was worse, much much worse.
The door opened to reveal the following PEOPLE: Changmin, Siwon, Monkey, Kyuhyun, and Sweet Pumpkin.
“WHAT THE HELL!?” Changmin yelled. Two seconds later, Mom and Dad appeared. They took one peek into the room... at me and Micky on the floor, and reacted quickly.
“All right, you guys are a bit too young to be seeing this kinda thing, so back up.” Dad was trying to push them away from the door. I heard Monkey say “but he’s the same age as me”, Mom weaved his way though the bunch, and took the doorknob from Changmin’s hand.
Before he shut it he said. “I think you two better get dressed now.”, and shut the door soundly, he didn’t look happy. Micky sat up, taking me with him.
“Ummm... I guess we should do what he says.” He said softly. I didn’t want to. I didn’t want to move. I was too afraid to. If I moved, that meant that what just happened was real. My parents... my brother... my friends... two other kids... they all...
“Junnie.” I focused in on Micky.
“What?”
“We should get dressed now.”
“Okay.” But we didn’t move. At least not at first. Micky moved first, he off of me, out of me (or got me out of him rather), and stood up. He started putting his boxers and jeans back on, and he tossed me my shirt. The shirt landed on my head. It was then that I finally started to get dressed. It was all too soon when we were both fully clothed again. I really didn’t want to leave this room, to go out and face the others. Monkey, I didn’t mind, though I might have just scarred my best friend for life. Siwon and Kyuhyun, I didn’t care about facing either... they were just Minnie’s friends. But then there was Sungmin... I didn’t tell him I was with Micky, there would be hell to pay for keeping yet another secret from him (though sometimes I suspect he already does...). Then there is Minnie... Minnie... I was afraid of his reaction the most... I mean, if his yell didn’t tell me something... God, I hope he doesn’t hate me now.
And of course, there is Mom and Dad... and just last week, they told me not to have sex... I was so grounded. But worse then that, I know they are going to be disappointed. I couldn't help it though... The bliss I felt when I was on stage singing, and then when the whole crowed cheered, I was just so happy. I wanted to shared my happiness with Micky, to show him. I don’t know, I can’t explain it. I did what I did, and there was no way I could take it back (not that I wanted to, I just wished it ended at bit differently... okay, very differently).
Micky started walking to the door. I stayed where I was, so he made a U - turn, took my hand and led me to the door.
“Wait.”
“Trust me.” He said, I stared at him, then I smiled and nodded. Together we opened the door, and faced my family and friends.
End. (for now)
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*dodges flying bullets* YES, I ended the story there. I did the same thing with all the other stories. So you will find out the reactions of people over the next few stories. Anyway... sorry for putting that long song in there... it just fit the story so well... And I’ve said it before, but ... unless I say so, assume I didn’t write any of the songs I use in the stories.
And I said I would keep this series under R... and I think I did (though just barely).
EDIT: To clear up any confusion.. sex DID take place, it was worded as it was to keep it under the R rating, and to show Junsu's confusion at the time, since everything happened so quickly.
Point one: Thank you thank you thank you, for reading this story. I love how new people are joining the series (even though we’re on story four) as well as seeing everybody from the previous stories. Comments are love!!! And I love you all!
Point Two: Next up is story five. It’s JaeHo. It’s called "Show Me". On to the next story
Point three: The only thing I can think of to entice you into reading the JaeHo, without giving away the main plot line.... is someone once asked me how JaeHo got together, how it all started exactly... I answer that question in Show Me.
All right, I’m done. Peace out! ^__^