Chapter Rating: [M]--err... Sort of ^__^
Pairings: JaeHo/YooSu ...and poor lonely Min
Word Count: 1,853
Warning: Strong Language, Sexual Themes... Yaoi!!
Chapter 2. In too deep
"Something's wrong." ChangMin sighed while closing the front door. It had been nearly three hours since JaeJoong had stormed out of the house.
The rain outside continued to pound down almost mercilessly over Chungwha Street; it was like living fully dressed in a pond. The power had gone out over an hour ago and Chunnie and Su were still in the living room playing games with the tiny glow of an oil lamp to light their way. The sudden beams of lighting flooding the house only added to YooChun's evil demeanor as he sat hunched over the coffee table in the living room chuckling to himself.
"Damn right something's wrong, you suck at operation ChangMin!" YooChun laughed, proceeding to pull the funny looking butterfly shape out of the little plastic man on the counter. "Mr. Spleen I presume!!"
"I thought we were playing Yahtzee!" JunSu yawned rolling a pair of dice around in his palm.
"No…"
"Than why do I have these dice?"
"I don't know!!!"
ChangMin sighed making his way back toward the couch. They had been playing games for hours now, and he had won most of them…but it just wasn't the same with out Jae there to whine and cry about it. He could never stay mad at his hyung, even though his hyung always seemed to be mad at him. It was after all Jae who had rescued him from his damned fate. They had met one night while JaeJoong was cleaning up the film room of an old movie theater he had been working at. ChangMin was 14 and homeless and sleeping in a box of packing peanuts. Jae pitied him, took him home, and they've been living together ever since. Nobody knew that side of the story though, and they preferred to keep it that way. So when people asked questions, JaeJoong would just say that ChangMin was his illegitimate love child, which in turn doesn't sound quite believable considering that Min's only a few years younger than he is. Still, this was their crazy life… and it worked for them.
YunHo sat on his swivel chair, holding a torn and tattered old book in his hands as he continued to watch the boy on the bed. He was sprawled out, half twisted in the covers, smiling playfully as his head dangled preciously over the edge of the mattress.
"And that's how I got the nickname sparky Mc Lemon bottoms!" JaeJoong panted, wiping the sweat off of his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt.
Light danced across the room as the lone candle on the dresser began to burn itself out. YunHo smiled, placing the book back into its rightful place on the bookshelf, noticing that it would soon be time for them to get to bed. He rose to his feet, taking a few steps in Jae's direction before stopping to eye the worn out teenager. Just looking at the blonde headed beauty sent chills up his spine, and a twitch in his pants. He couldn't believe it… Kim JaeJoong, the God of PS 143 was laying in his bed… he needed to pinch himself.
"Ahhh." JaeJoong sighed, rolling over onto his stomach. " I think I should be heading home soon."
"…Home?" YunHo gasped.
He never figured that JaeJoong would want to go home tonight, and he was mentally kicking himself in the face for not thinking of it earlier. No…he couldn't let him go! Not when he was this close to spending the night with him. YunHo sighed taking a seat on the bed next to the older boy. He could feel Jae's warm breath on his forearm, and he tried desperately to fight off the urge to jump him right then and there. Still, as hard as he tried to hide his arousal… a moan managed to escape his lips all the same.
Quickly trying to disguise it as a cough he reclined back onto the bed. He figured if he couldn't see JaeJoong then he would be able to control his emotions. Unfortunately for him, he was now only inches away from the older boy's leering manhood. YunHo swallowed hard as his mind began to flood with perverted images. JaeJoong wasn't wearing any underwear… he had neglected to give him a dry pair. Did he plan it that way… how easy would it be to just slip a hand inside those loose pj's and show JaeJoong how he rolls?
"Are you sure you wanna go home?" YunHo coughed, shaking his mind free of all of the impure thoughts he was having.
"Why?" JaeJoong chuckled re adjusting the blanket underneath his chin. "Did you want me to sleep over?"
YunHo grinned, feeling his jeans begin to tighten around his waist. He wanted to scream out …"Yess! Yes JaeJoong, I want to sleep with you… and not just in the straightforward sense of the word either!! I want to hold you and nibble you, and lick you…and...and…"
Shaking his dirty mind free of those images as well, he sat back up, re adjusting himself to face JaeJoong's horizontal back. This wasn't good for him either. His eyes fixated on the creamy skin peaking out from beneath the cotton shirt. Lifting up with every breath and then settling back down again and again. This tremendous lust he was feeling was almost too much for him to bear.
"I…" He croaked placing a hand over his rising jeans. "I think you should stay."
"Oh yeah, you like my company that much?"
"Well that…" YunHo squeaked shoving his hand further down onto his own crotch. "…And it's still storming pretty bad outside."
"Hmm." Jae grunted lifting himself into a sit beside YunHo. "And where would I sleep?"
"Well… my beds pretty big!"
"You want me to sleep with you! You really are some sort of pervert aren't you!!"
"I-I-I'm no pervert!" YunHo stuttered, eyes falling wide on JaeJoong's face. "There's just no other place… unless you want to sleep on the floor."
"Why don't you sleep on the floor!" JaeJoong pouted shoving YunHo's shoulder.
"I don't want to sleep on the floor! I like my bed!"
"Well… I like your bed too!" He said falling back into the covers once more.
YunHo stared as JaeJoong began to make himself comfortable. Did this mean he was staying. It sure looked that way. He soon found his eyes traveling down JaeJoong's face, his neck, onto his chest, than sliding their way down his abs, pausing at his navel as he realized he was undressing the boy with his mind.
Jae looked up from beneath fluffy covers, his eyes focusing in on YunHo's expression. He looked like he was in some sort of pain, and feeling the need to comfort him; he laid his hand on the younger boys back.
"Are you okay?" Jae asked tipping his head to the side.
YunHo gasped feeling Jae's soft hand massage the hollow of his back. He couldn't take it anymore… the growth within his pants was growing so fast that he couldn't ignore it any longer; if he didn't release soon he was going to explode.
"I'm fine… I just, … bathroom!" He squeaked before jumping up from the bed.
JaeJoong shrugged as the bathroom door slammed shut.
"I told you something didn't look right with them burrito's you tried to feed me earlier!"
The wind whipped past the window, storm clouds illuminating the night sky as JaeJoong made himself comfy in the stranger's bed. He had only been lying there for a little while before he began to hear unsettling noises. Shallow moans that seemed almost non-existent, were coming from somewhere in the house. Far enough away to make him think that he were losing his mind but close enough to let him know that he wasn't! He melted down further into the covers, wondering how YunHo was doing in there without any lighting. He himself was getting a little creeped out now that the candle had completely died down.
A sudden bang from outside rattled his heart so badly that he found himself screaming out for YunHo. A few moments later the bathroom door jerked open and the younger boy came running out, pulling up his pants in the process.
"What? What is it?" He asked, wiping away the sweat droplets that had accumulated on his forehead.
JaeJoong was balled up beneath the blankets, visibly shaking. YunHo grinned, climbing up onto the bed. He straddled the bulging mound before pulling down the covers. Jae stared back at him pouting out his lower lip.
"You're afraid, aren't you?"
"You tell anyone and I'll kill you!" Jae scolded, attempting to turn away.
"Hmm, it looks like I have the advantage here…" YunHo beamed. "What shall I do with you?"
JaeJoong's eyes widened as his mind began to play with those words. What did he mean…DO with you. What was there to be done?
YunHo noticed how nervous he had gotten him, and so with a laugh, he un-mounted the boy and crawled underneath the covers with him.
"Well, goodnight!" He yawned, settling his head into the feather pillow beneath him.
"We're really sleeping in the same bed?"
"What, are you afraid I'm gonna try and touch you?"
:: Of coarse he wants to touch you JaeJoong, run for you life!!::
Jae chuckled nervously. He didn't know what to think. Should he accept the strange boy's hospitality, or should he run for the hills screaming his little platinum head off. A thunderclap sounding off outside, quickly decided his choice, as he accepted his fate and nestled himself into the warm unknown around him. As strange as it was, Jae really didn't mind being so close to someone tonight. If he were home, he and ChangMin would probably be snuggled on the couch, sippin hot chocolate…. And watching Yoo and Su do it on the living room floor… but this… this was much better!!!
"JaeJoong…." YunHo yawned, laying his head against the older boys chest.
"Ye-yeah?" Jae spazzed, not expecting the sudden intrusion into his personal space.
YunHo sighed, bringing his hand up to rest upon JaeJoong's chest.
"Do… do you sleep on your stomach?" He purred, nuzzling his face into his hyungs neck.
Jae gasped, feeling hot breath along his jaw. He tried to ignore the fact that the younger boy had his legs interlaced with his own. Maybe he was cold… yeah, that's it! He was cold. He cleared his throat trying not to move about too much and replied.
"No…no, I don't think so."
"Hmm…"
Many moments passed since Yunho had asked that random question, and despite the intrepid pounding outside, JaeJoong was the first to dose off. Light snores filling the room as he lay sleeping curled up next to another.
YunHo grinned, ruffling the golden locks belonging to the kitten beneath him. He exhaled deeply, bringing his tender lips to the boy's forehead.
"… Can I then? Can I?" He sighed before planting a kiss on the sleeping boy.
This was their night, and not a soul in the world could change that!
A/N: Tah Dah... Yes it's Yaoi and from here on out it gets VERY descriptive.... If you don't like that, Well too damn bad. Deal with it! XDD
Can't stop the JaeHo love! No Way!
