Group(s): Super Junior
Pairing(s): Yesung x Kibum
Summary: It's pointless to ask but he does.
"I’m not freaking EMO!" Yehsung screeched, and Kibum deadpanned from the couch.
"You wore it once too."
"… Those noonas were anti-fans, I swear." said Kibum, not meeting Yesung’s gaze.
"You know you liked it." smirked Yesung, from the doorway of the living room.
"Awww, is Bummie angry?" Yesung teased in a sultry voice, walking over to Kibum.
"Oh really?" asked Yesung, moving to sit beside Kibum, very close.
"Haven’t you ever heard of personal space hyung?"
"What makes you think I care?" said Yesung slowly trailing his hand up Kibum’s thigh.
"Hyung." Kibum said in a warning tone.
"What’s wrong Bummie?" Yesung asked, his hand hovering just over Kibum’s crotch. "Are you goin-"
"GET A ROOM YOU TWO."
Snapping his head around to look at the owners of those annoying voices. It was none other than EunHae. "Get out." Yesung said giving them both a death glare.
Because it was too dark, EunHae couldn’t see it but they could definitely feel a deathly aura coming from Yesung. Still they didn’t back down.
"And if we don’t?" EunHae challenged.
This time they both felt it. How ice cold those words were in comparison to the hot flaming death rays were shooting at them coming from Yesung. Not even bothering to say anything, they both ran past the living room and into their bedroom. Making sure to slam the door and lock it before shouting back "YOU SUCK YESUNG."
Yesung just smiled an evil smile at hearing that. Turning to Kibum he said "I don’t just suck, I do a WHOLE lot more."
Kibum for the first time ever, was scared of what Yesung was going to do. Yesung’s hand was still hovering above his crotch. If he tried to get up, then Yesung would get what he wants. If he remained seated in his seat, Yesung would toy with him until he scores.
"Kibum," Yesung whispered against his ear, deliberately blowing his breath down Kibum’s neck, "Tell me what you want."
"What I want?"
Letting out an airy laugh, Yesung smiled warmly at Kibum and nodded his head.
"I want you to remove your hand and get off of me."
Yesung looked into Kibum’s eyes and stared long and hard. Slowly he removed his hand and leaned back on the couch all the while not breaking eye contact with Kibum. Getting up from the couch and walking away from Kibum, Kibum just stared at Yesung’s back wondering what just happened.
"WAIT!" Kibum called out.
Turning around Yesung looked at Kibum with a bored expression.
"Yeah." said Yesung stuffing his hands in his pockets. The kitchen light was the only light on in the whole space. The light illuminated Yesung’s figure. He looked different. A lot different. With his hair spiked, hands in his pockets, back straight, one leg bent the other straight, facial expression screaming of ‘what the hell do you want now’, it was mesmerizing.
"Are you done staring at me?"
"I’m not staring."
"Then what is called when someone is looking at someone or something really intently for more than necessary?"
"Whatever." Yesung said turning around to leave the room again.
"WHAT?!"Yesung snapped at Kibum.
"Are you mad at me?" Kibum asked in a soft voice, his eyes searching the elder’s eyes for answers.
With a sigh, Yesung walks over to Kibum on the couch and plops himself down next to the boy.
"No I’m not mad Kibum. I’m furious at you!"
"Why? Because you totally killed the mood!"
"Why did you create ‘the mood’?"
"And you’re the smart one in the group." Yesung huffed getting up to leave again.
This time Kibum reacted fast and caught his wrist before he could get away.
"No tell me. I want to hear it from you." Kibum said softly, looking up at Yesung.
Yet another sigh escaped from Yesung’s lips. "I was trying to flirt with you okay? Wasn’t that obvious? Well I failed so I guess not. Now let go of me Kibum."
"No. I’m not going to let go. And you didn’t fail."
"Then why did you as-"
"Because I was scared alright. I knew you were going to do something and I didn’t know what exactly. I don’t really like surprises." whispered Kibum.
Yesung smiled at hearing those words, gently removing Kibum’s hold on his wrist, he tilted Kibum’s face to face him, so he could see that beautiful face that he adores so much.
"Then can I flirt with you?"
"Aren’t you doing that now?"
"Then can I kiss you?"
"Try and see."
Yesung kissed Kibum slowly. Nipping his lips, grazing his tongue on Kibum’s bottom lip, asking for access. Which he was granted by a more than willing Kibum. Taking that as a sign, Yesung moved into kissing Kibum senseless.
A/N: yeah I know I know. Ending was like why not more? Well I can’t write smut that’s why! Use your imagination! LOL
The first 5 sentences or so that are in italic, they don’t belong to me. They belong to obsidian-rain at DA.
Comments are welcomed~♥