loosen your lips.
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caressingflamesloosen your lips. [Kaisoo; g]
~1700w.
In which Kyungsoo would just really appreciate if his boyfriend would meet his best friend, just this once. (Jongin, on the other hand, would rather not.)
It’s a sunny afternoon in the heart of Seoul, people milling about minding their own business, phones clamped to ears, talking loudly about their individual lives. The doors to the SM building are – shockingly – unmarred by fangirls. On normal days, this would be a blessing to the members of a certain boyband who refer to themselves as Exo – but not, of course, today.
Because today, the walls of the SM building hide a rather entertaining sight – one fangirls (and boys alike) would sell their firstborns to witness. Because just inside the door to the building, just around the corner to the main entrance, a certain lead dancer sits cross legged, hands clamped tight to the frame of a doorway, refusing, point blank to move.
‘Jongin.’
‘No.’
‘Come on, you promised!’
‘I did no such thing.’
‘You did! You said you’d go if I – ’
‘GODDAMN KYUNGSOO NOT SO LOUD DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO HEAR YOU?’
Jongin’s voice was raised (both in volume and in pitch) in a panic, eyes growing wide as he trained them on Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo flushed a soft pink, suddenly aware of the implications of what he was just about to yell. ‘Well, you did promise,’ Kyungsoo said, lips forming a slight pout. This usually did the trick – Jongin could never resist Kyungsoo’s requests when the latter pouted – but not today. Not today.
Let us rewind a little back to the night before, when Jongin had managed to wrestle both Junmyeon and Jongdae into Sehun and Luhan’s room before hauling Kyungsoo back into his own. The former roommates had snuggled on Jongin’s bed, revelling in each other’s presence, taking refuge in each other’s comfort and really just enjoying this brief respite from their newly separated sleeping arrangements when – ‘Hey Jongin?’ Kyungsoo whispered, his voice floating gently through to Jongin’s ears. ‘Yeah?’ Jongin replied, loosening his hold on the older. Kyungsoo turned on his other side, face level with Jongin’s chest.
‘You know how we’re – we’re dating now, right?’ Kyungsoo began, hesitantly tracing a pattern on Jongin’s chest with his fingers. A rumble of acknowledgement came as a response, and Kyungsoo took another deep breath. ‘You know how I used to go to school with Hyunsik, right?’ Kyungsoo squeaked, although really it wasn’t as if he had to be too nervous to ask Jongin to do something as simple as this. ‘You mean Im Hyunsik? From BTOB? Yeah. I saw your predebut 2AM cover. Guy’s got a voice.’ Guy’s got a lot more than a voice, Jongin muses internally, recalling the time he thought Kyungsoo was in love with the BTOB member and the nights he’d spent watching videos of variety shows and interviews featuring Im Hyunsik and being presented with eyefuls of bulging muscles and crescent-eyed smiles.
(Of course Jongin didn’t glance forlornly at his too flat stomach. Of course Jongin hadn’t flexed his biceps and whimpered at how small they were. Of course not.)
(Not much, anyway.)
‘What about him?’ Jongin asked, as moments of silence went by. ‘Well…’ Kyungsoo began, still hesitant. ‘He um… He’s my best friend, right? I mean asides from you – though really you’re my boyfriend now, you can’t be so greedy when it comes to – ’ Jongin silenced Kyungsoo with a kiss to his lips, effectively stopping the blabbering and making Kyungsoo’s heart skip a couple of beats. ‘Get to the point, Soo,’ Jongin whispered lowly, warm breath fanning over the older’s face.
‘I want you to meet him. I mean it would mean a lot to me if you guys would just meet up once and get to know each other I mean you don’t have to become best bros with him I know that’s not how you function and – Jongin. Jongin will you please go see him?’ Kyungsoo said, eyes round and wide as he watched Jongin’s skin blanch. ‘You want me to – to what?’ Jongin asked, incredulous. ‘I want to introduce you to Hyunsik. And I want you to spend a little time with him. I can’t expect you guys to become best friends – but he is mine, Jongin, and I would really appreciate it if you could do just this one little thing for me.’ Kyungsoo answered, burying his face in Jongin’s chest. Jongin let out a deep sigh and brought his fingers up to Kyungsoo’s hair.
‘I’ll do it. But only if you – ’
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the famed Kim Jongin, Kai of Exo K, found himself being yanked off the ground (in an impressive show of strength) by his petite boyfriend, shoved into a company van and driven off to the Cube building. As soon as they pull up Jongin looks pleadingly at Kyungsoo, who gives him a look that clearly screams resistance is futile. Jongin takes a deep breath and sighs loudly before reaching over to Kyungsoo to give him a kiss goodbye. ‘I’ll pick you up at three,’ Kyungsoo whispers, before giving Jongin a kiss that reminds him why he agreed to come here in the first place.
Jongin looks at Kyungsoo for a long minute (‘Have I ever told you how beautiful you are to me?’ ‘Jongin, stop trying to stall.’ ‘I’m not I just –’ ‘Hyunsik doesn’t like to be kept waiting. That’s how I got that bruise on my shoulder that one time –’ ‘Okay love you Soo bye,’) before hastily plucking up whatever courage he has (which isn’t much, to be honest) and exiting the van.
Jongin makes his way to the entrance of the Cube café, fingers lingering reluctantly on the door handle as he contemplates how to present himself to the best friend of the love of his life. He feels a little immature, heart thumping loudly in his chest as it is – so he finally decides to just brace himself and push the door open.
He is greeted with an empty café, students still in school and adults opting for lunch elsewhere. He glances around and spots them – his fellow rookie idols, all seven members of BTOB. He can’t really tell who’s who right now – although he’s sure the tallest one with the rather stupid-looking expression is their maknae – but he spots Hyunsik right away.
Jongin’s blood goes cold.
Because all seven members of the boyband before him do not have happy, friendly smiles Jongin’s so used to seeing plastered on their faces, instead replaced with stony expressions that Jongin can’t read. They’re all looking rather unimpressed, and Jongin feels himself shrivel up on the inside. ‘Um – um. Hi. I’m Ex – Jongin. Hi,’ Jongin says, voice unsteady as several pairs of eyes scrutinised him from head to toe. ‘Hello, Jongin,’ comes Hyunsik’s voice, and it is void of all the warmth Jongin often hears in it on variety shows.
Hyunsik stands up and Jongin’s blood stops running altogether. Because although the older is a little shorter than him, he makes it up – tenfold – in muscle. He’s wearing a low, white V-neck tank top that reveals a chiselled chest, and his lack of sleeves show off biceps that has Jongin whimpering. Hyunsik’s eyes are also void of any type of warmth, twin pools of black that Jongin can’t seem to meet. The older walks toward him and Jongin almost takes a reflexive step back – until Hyunsik comes to a table situated between them both and motions for Jongin to join him.
Jongin doesn’t hesitate.
‘Kyungsoo tells me you two are dating now,’ Hyunsik begins, cutting right to the chase without hiding his intentions under formalities he doesn’t really care about. Jongin gulps and nods, mouth going dry and forgetting how to form words properly. ‘Are you treating him well?’ Hyunsik asks again, eyebrows raised and eyes not fully open. Jongin feels himself shrivel up even more as he gives a small nod. ‘Are you sure?’ Hyunsik asks again, resting his elbows on the table – which only serves to show off his biceps again. Jongin lets out a meek whimper: ‘I – I think so.’
Jongin’s heart leaps out of his chest when Hyunsik slams his palm on the table, eyes narrowing into threatening slits. ‘Are you sure?’ Hyunsik repeats himself, voice coming out in a low whisper. ‘Yes. I’m very sure,’ Jongin answers, somehow managing to find his voice. Hyunsik glares at him for a long moment and Jongin feels more inadequate than he has in his entire life before –
‘That’s wonderful!’ Hyunsik exclaims, his whole demeanour changing. His eyes light up and form crescents as he smiles, hands coming together just in front of his chest on the table. Every ounce of distaste and disapproval seems to evaporate and Jongin feels himself relaxing. ‘Calm down, Jongin. I won’t hurt you!’ Hyunsik says again, and Jongin lets himself breathe.
The two spend the next couple of hours getting properly acquainted, sharing stories about their own lives and their lives with Kyungsoo – ‘He has this habit of not letting you near the sink when he’s doing the dishes, have you noticed?’ ‘Oh my god Baekhyun hyung always gets yelled at for that!’ – and the minutes escape them and before they know it, it’s 3PM and the door to the café swings open and in walks Kyungsoo. Hyunsik doesn’t hesitate in getting up and enveloping the smaller singer in a bear hug, one that leaves Kyungsoo feeling somewhat squashed. ‘I’m glad to see you two are getting along fine,’ Kyungsoo comments, easily leaning into Jongin’s side as the younger’s arm loops naturally around his waist.
‘He’s a catch,’ Hyunsik says, a warm smile gracing his features as he sends Jongin a wink. ‘I know he is,’ comes Kyungsoo’s reply, and he rests his head on Jongin’s shoulder. ‘I think we should get going now. It was nice meeting you, Hyunsik hyung!’ Jongin says, glancing at his watch. ‘It was nice meeting you too, Jongin. Take good care of Soo for me, alright?’ Hyunsik says, arms spreading to pull Jongin in for a hug.
‘But make no mistake – hurt him and I will bring you to a world of pain you have never known.’ Hyunsik whispers dangerously, and all the warmth Jongin had previously felt leaves him, body stiff as Hyunsik hands him back to Kyungsoo, who brings him out to the van again and shoves him in without another word.
What have I gotten myself into?
A/N: I ALSO DON’T KNOW OK JONGIN YOU STUPID SHIT
I HAVE ONE MORE FINAL IN TWO DAYS I CAN’T WAIT FOR THIS SHIT TO BE OVER
MY ENTIRE CLASS GOT SCREWED OVER BY OUR ECONS PAPER
BYE
~1700w.
In which Kyungsoo would just really appreciate if his boyfriend would meet his best friend, just this once. (Jongin, on the other hand, would rather not.)
It’s a sunny afternoon in the heart of Seoul, people milling about minding their own business, phones clamped to ears, talking loudly about their individual lives. The doors to the SM building are – shockingly – unmarred by fangirls. On normal days, this would be a blessing to the members of a certain boyband who refer to themselves as Exo – but not, of course, today.
Because today, the walls of the SM building hide a rather entertaining sight – one fangirls (and boys alike) would sell their firstborns to witness. Because just inside the door to the building, just around the corner to the main entrance, a certain lead dancer sits cross legged, hands clamped tight to the frame of a doorway, refusing, point blank to move.
‘Jongin.’
‘No.’
‘Come on, you promised!’
‘I did no such thing.’
‘You did! You said you’d go if I – ’
‘GODDAMN KYUNGSOO NOT SO LOUD DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO HEAR YOU?’
Jongin’s voice was raised (both in volume and in pitch) in a panic, eyes growing wide as he trained them on Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo flushed a soft pink, suddenly aware of the implications of what he was just about to yell. ‘Well, you did promise,’ Kyungsoo said, lips forming a slight pout. This usually did the trick – Jongin could never resist Kyungsoo’s requests when the latter pouted – but not today. Not today.
Let us rewind a little back to the night before, when Jongin had managed to wrestle both Junmyeon and Jongdae into Sehun and Luhan’s room before hauling Kyungsoo back into his own. The former roommates had snuggled on Jongin’s bed, revelling in each other’s presence, taking refuge in each other’s comfort and really just enjoying this brief respite from their newly separated sleeping arrangements when – ‘Hey Jongin?’ Kyungsoo whispered, his voice floating gently through to Jongin’s ears. ‘Yeah?’ Jongin replied, loosening his hold on the older. Kyungsoo turned on his other side, face level with Jongin’s chest.
‘You know how we’re – we’re dating now, right?’ Kyungsoo began, hesitantly tracing a pattern on Jongin’s chest with his fingers. A rumble of acknowledgement came as a response, and Kyungsoo took another deep breath. ‘You know how I used to go to school with Hyunsik, right?’ Kyungsoo squeaked, although really it wasn’t as if he had to be too nervous to ask Jongin to do something as simple as this. ‘You mean Im Hyunsik? From BTOB? Yeah. I saw your predebut 2AM cover. Guy’s got a voice.’ Guy’s got a lot more than a voice, Jongin muses internally, recalling the time he thought Kyungsoo was in love with the BTOB member and the nights he’d spent watching videos of variety shows and interviews featuring Im Hyunsik and being presented with eyefuls of bulging muscles and crescent-eyed smiles.
(Of course Jongin didn’t glance forlornly at his too flat stomach. Of course Jongin hadn’t flexed his biceps and whimpered at how small they were. Of course not.)
(Not much, anyway.)
‘What about him?’ Jongin asked, as moments of silence went by. ‘Well…’ Kyungsoo began, still hesitant. ‘He um… He’s my best friend, right? I mean asides from you – though really you’re my boyfriend now, you can’t be so greedy when it comes to – ’ Jongin silenced Kyungsoo with a kiss to his lips, effectively stopping the blabbering and making Kyungsoo’s heart skip a couple of beats. ‘Get to the point, Soo,’ Jongin whispered lowly, warm breath fanning over the older’s face.
‘I want you to meet him. I mean it would mean a lot to me if you guys would just meet up once and get to know each other I mean you don’t have to become best bros with him I know that’s not how you function and – Jongin. Jongin will you please go see him?’ Kyungsoo said, eyes round and wide as he watched Jongin’s skin blanch. ‘You want me to – to what?’ Jongin asked, incredulous. ‘I want to introduce you to Hyunsik. And I want you to spend a little time with him. I can’t expect you guys to become best friends – but he is mine, Jongin, and I would really appreciate it if you could do just this one little thing for me.’ Kyungsoo answered, burying his face in Jongin’s chest. Jongin let out a deep sigh and brought his fingers up to Kyungsoo’s hair.
‘I’ll do it. But only if you – ’
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the famed Kim Jongin, Kai of Exo K, found himself being yanked off the ground (in an impressive show of strength) by his petite boyfriend, shoved into a company van and driven off to the Cube building. As soon as they pull up Jongin looks pleadingly at Kyungsoo, who gives him a look that clearly screams resistance is futile. Jongin takes a deep breath and sighs loudly before reaching over to Kyungsoo to give him a kiss goodbye. ‘I’ll pick you up at three,’ Kyungsoo whispers, before giving Jongin a kiss that reminds him why he agreed to come here in the first place.
Jongin looks at Kyungsoo for a long minute (‘Have I ever told you how beautiful you are to me?’ ‘Jongin, stop trying to stall.’ ‘I’m not I just –’ ‘Hyunsik doesn’t like to be kept waiting. That’s how I got that bruise on my shoulder that one time –’ ‘Okay love you Soo bye,’) before hastily plucking up whatever courage he has (which isn’t much, to be honest) and exiting the van.
Jongin makes his way to the entrance of the Cube café, fingers lingering reluctantly on the door handle as he contemplates how to present himself to the best friend of the love of his life. He feels a little immature, heart thumping loudly in his chest as it is – so he finally decides to just brace himself and push the door open.
He is greeted with an empty café, students still in school and adults opting for lunch elsewhere. He glances around and spots them – his fellow rookie idols, all seven members of BTOB. He can’t really tell who’s who right now – although he’s sure the tallest one with the rather stupid-looking expression is their maknae – but he spots Hyunsik right away.
Jongin’s blood goes cold.
Because all seven members of the boyband before him do not have happy, friendly smiles Jongin’s so used to seeing plastered on their faces, instead replaced with stony expressions that Jongin can’t read. They’re all looking rather unimpressed, and Jongin feels himself shrivel up on the inside. ‘Um – um. Hi. I’m Ex – Jongin. Hi,’ Jongin says, voice unsteady as several pairs of eyes scrutinised him from head to toe. ‘Hello, Jongin,’ comes Hyunsik’s voice, and it is void of all the warmth Jongin often hears in it on variety shows.
Hyunsik stands up and Jongin’s blood stops running altogether. Because although the older is a little shorter than him, he makes it up – tenfold – in muscle. He’s wearing a low, white V-neck tank top that reveals a chiselled chest, and his lack of sleeves show off biceps that has Jongin whimpering. Hyunsik’s eyes are also void of any type of warmth, twin pools of black that Jongin can’t seem to meet. The older walks toward him and Jongin almost takes a reflexive step back – until Hyunsik comes to a table situated between them both and motions for Jongin to join him.
Jongin doesn’t hesitate.
‘Kyungsoo tells me you two are dating now,’ Hyunsik begins, cutting right to the chase without hiding his intentions under formalities he doesn’t really care about. Jongin gulps and nods, mouth going dry and forgetting how to form words properly. ‘Are you treating him well?’ Hyunsik asks again, eyebrows raised and eyes not fully open. Jongin feels himself shrivel up even more as he gives a small nod. ‘Are you sure?’ Hyunsik asks again, resting his elbows on the table – which only serves to show off his biceps again. Jongin lets out a meek whimper: ‘I – I think so.’
Jongin’s heart leaps out of his chest when Hyunsik slams his palm on the table, eyes narrowing into threatening slits. ‘Are you sure?’ Hyunsik repeats himself, voice coming out in a low whisper. ‘Yes. I’m very sure,’ Jongin answers, somehow managing to find his voice. Hyunsik glares at him for a long moment and Jongin feels more inadequate than he has in his entire life before –
‘That’s wonderful!’ Hyunsik exclaims, his whole demeanour changing. His eyes light up and form crescents as he smiles, hands coming together just in front of his chest on the table. Every ounce of distaste and disapproval seems to evaporate and Jongin feels himself relaxing. ‘Calm down, Jongin. I won’t hurt you!’ Hyunsik says again, and Jongin lets himself breathe.
The two spend the next couple of hours getting properly acquainted, sharing stories about their own lives and their lives with Kyungsoo – ‘He has this habit of not letting you near the sink when he’s doing the dishes, have you noticed?’ ‘Oh my god Baekhyun hyung always gets yelled at for that!’ – and the minutes escape them and before they know it, it’s 3PM and the door to the café swings open and in walks Kyungsoo. Hyunsik doesn’t hesitate in getting up and enveloping the smaller singer in a bear hug, one that leaves Kyungsoo feeling somewhat squashed. ‘I’m glad to see you two are getting along fine,’ Kyungsoo comments, easily leaning into Jongin’s side as the younger’s arm loops naturally around his waist.
‘He’s a catch,’ Hyunsik says, a warm smile gracing his features as he sends Jongin a wink. ‘I know he is,’ comes Kyungsoo’s reply, and he rests his head on Jongin’s shoulder. ‘I think we should get going now. It was nice meeting you, Hyunsik hyung!’ Jongin says, glancing at his watch. ‘It was nice meeting you too, Jongin. Take good care of Soo for me, alright?’ Hyunsik says, arms spreading to pull Jongin in for a hug.
‘But make no mistake – hurt him and I will bring you to a world of pain you have never known.’ Hyunsik whispers dangerously, and all the warmth Jongin had previously felt leaves him, body stiff as Hyunsik hands him back to Kyungsoo, who brings him out to the van again and shoves him in without another word.
What have I gotten myself into?
A/N: I ALSO DON’T KNOW OK JONGIN YOU STUPID SHIT
I HAVE ONE MORE FINAL IN TWO DAYS I CAN’T WAIT FOR THIS SHIT TO BE OVER
MY ENTIRE CLASS GOT SCREWED OVER BY OUR ECONS PAPER
BYE
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Date: 2013-06-22 09:39 pm (UTC)but yeah hyunsik is muscular and so manly pmsl
and kyungsoo you adorable lil piece of shit <3