D&M 5
Dreams and Memories
"If you wanna.. "Luhan sang,tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and manuevering it to his left.
"If you want to.." Baekhyun states, singing along with the american female singer hilary duff on the stereo while checking his styled brunette hair at his own mirror.
"If you change your mind well that's the way it goes But I'm gonna keep your jeans" Luhan singsong, humming often times as he slows the car down when the red light was on.
"And your old black hat 'Cause they look good on me Your never gonna get them back, At least not today, Not today, not today 'cause," Baekhyun taps the dashboard louder, accompanied by Luhan's stomping feet. The two noisy duo instantly snapped at the curly red haired Joonmyeon sitting at the back when the chorus of the song came.
"If it's over let it go!!! and, Come tomorrow it will seem so yesterday!! So yesterday!! You're just a bird that's already flown away, Laugh it off and let it go and When you wake up It will seem so yesterday , so yesterday!" The two sang the song together with Luhan holding a hairbrush and Baekhyun gripping tightly at his mobile phone as his mic, the two shouting the " If it's over let it go!" lyrics at the Joonmyeon who was grimacing in return because not only of the loud stereo but also his Siren friends who were both kind enough, trying hard to make him deaf at a very young age.
"Guys.. Stop. Have pity on me." He desperately said, covering both of his ears when the two got even noisier when he tried asking nicely. This is what happens when Luhan decides to go to work with them in one car. It will be a karaoke ride with Baekhyun practicing his impressive vocals and Luhan messing up the lyrics with his Chinese accent. One big difference was, since their vehicle started moving away from their apartment, Luhan especially chose some 'moving on' songs as the music Genre.
The full blast stereo miraculously stopped, much to Joonmyeon's outmost relief.
"Wait!! My Yeol is calling!" Answering his mobile phone, Baekhyun squealed like a whale when he finally get to hear chanyeol's voice on the other line.
Joonmyeon could see how Luhan at the rearview mirror consecutively making hilarious animated faces, mumbling in mimicry with Baekhyun which the latter noticed, smacking Luhan's arm when he had the chance to.
"I'll text you once we're done.. okey, I promise! I love you!" Baekhyun giggled, listening to chanyeol's response and laughing all the way.
Joonmyeon couldn't help but snigger at Luhan's puking gesture the honey haired boy intently made in front of him before returning to the steering wheel and moving the car onwards.
"Xi Luhan, you're just jealous." Baekhyun, more like proudly announced it the other two in the car after hanging his phone up in a smug.
If Luhan wasn't quick with footwork reflex( thanks to soccer), he might have stepped on the brake like the way he stepped on a soccer ball when his sporty mind is at it. He wouldn't mind seeing Baekhyun flown out of his car's front mirror, the brunette's body rolling down the road and he will gladly ran over him without a blink of mercy.
"Me?? Jealous? Of you? I'm sorry but I beg to disagree. We're two human beings with different levels. and, I'm higher than you according to-a lot of people." Luhan skeptically said, glowering at the other as he was stepping on the accelerator for high speed.
"Yes you are!! You're jealous because, you can sing but I can sing better, you may be pretty but I'm gorgeous and lastly, I have a love life and you have a boring life." Baekhyun screams hoarsely, poking Luhan's cheeks. Joonmyeon wanted to sew Baekhyun's lips together because the way Luhan's jaw stiffened, it's not usually a good sign.
Love is always a hot sensitive topic with Luhan, it's something he doesn't currently have, wasn't even sure if he'll have any and Baekhyun loves to bring it up every now and then knowing Luhan gets annoyed in less than a second talking about it.
"Love alone doesn't make the world spin, Baekkie. There's money, and money and money. I'm not as shallow as you." Luhan retaliated, gritting his teeth when Baekhyun only laughed blatantly at him. His arch frie-nemy was making him sulky.
"My life is full of rainbows and yours is full of LCD projector lights. It's Dull, boring and sickening." Baekhyun adds, yawning. Joonmyeon face palmed himself when he heard Luhan pressing a button, unlocking Baekhyun's door.
"You better shut your filthy mouth before I throw you out of my moving car, Bacon."
Baekhyun's face twitched hearing his hated nickname Luhan adoringly calls him every time they argue, which was everyday.
"What did you just call me?!!" Baekhyun's grating voice gives Luhan waves of triumphs.
Luhan d his black glasses on the dashboard, wore it fashionably before pressing some buttons on the stereo."Sing with me Joonmyeonie." He said never minding Baekhyun's cussed yells beside him. Joonmyeon was contemplating for a while but when he heard the song playing, he starts laughing uncontrollably.
Bacon..
I love bacon.. Hmmm Hmmm bacon give me bacon..
"It's not just for breakfast anymore, go buy a pound for two at the grocery store, don't give another food a second glance I keep a few slices in my pants.." Luhan sang along the Bacon song he searched days ago all for Baekhyun. Huffing on his seat, cheerfully driving and ignoring Baekhyun's paled face. Joonmyeon was speechless, he was with Luhan when the honey haired boy rummaged through YouTube for a bacon Song to bully Baekhyun. Luhan's face when he found tons of bacon songs? it was evil.
Joonmyeon was humming along and laughing when Baekhyun starts yelling at the "I don't hear anything" Luhan.
"You're totally asking for it Luhan!! How dare you you mutant deer!!" He twiddled with the stereo controls but couldn't seem to turn it off with the help of Luhan's fast fingers (of course) with a face saying,"Are those the best words you can say?ha!" Baekhyun shrieks hearing the chorus of the song.
"BACOONNNN!!!!!!!!" Luhan wailed, whistling joyously seeing how Baekhyun laid down, turned his back and sulk at the corner of his car.
Joonmyeon shook his head, reaching for the stop control before Baekhyun starts throwing tantrums at them. Even though he didn't liked the so yesterday lyrics, he'd rather endure hearing it than hearing Baekhyun's angry fits.
"Love the song Baekkie? it's on my playlist." Prodding the brunettes shoulder, Luhan laughed victoriously feeling Baekhyun's shuddering shoulders.
" you Luhan." Baekhyun answered, brooding on his seat and ignoring his two friends.
•••
Luhan parked the car properly (this time) with Baekhyun getting out, still mad at them both. Joonmyeon kept apologizing for Luhan while the latter didn't care if Baekhyun commits suicide in front of him.
"What?? He started it!" Luhan accusingly blamed Baekhyun on their way up to the studio. Joonmyeon sighed, standing in between his two childish friends before they even think of starting a cat fight inside the elevator.
Luhan's eyes rolled back watching how Joonmyeon glares at him to make up with Baekhyun."Fine!" He mouth, scooted beside the saddening Baekhyun.
"I'm sorry Byun Baekhyun."
Baekhyun looked away, avoiding Luhan's aeygoing face.
Luhan rolled his eyes, wanting to wack Baekhyun's head but prefers not to when Joonmyeon is watching the two of them at the corner of his peripheral vision.
"Super hot gorgeous y talented yummy ever delicious Baekhyun, I'm sorry!" He unwillingly tried again. Baekhyun turned to him in his pouting gesture.
"Delete it." He negotiated.
"Fine." Luhan glared, saying 'never, hell i searched for 30 minutes for those.' at the back of his mind." Now will you stop sulking, your smeared eyeliner made you look like a human Dalmatian." He giggles, muffling Baekhyun's hair and giving him wet wipes which the brunette gladly took.
Joonmyeon shook his head looking how his friends are at each other's throats one minute and act friendly sweet with each other the next. He stood straight watching the elevator ran up to the 10th floor where the entire production staffs are probably busy preparing the in door studio they'll be using.
The elevator opened. Joonmyeon inhaled a lot of air, filling his chest asking for some courage and will power to stay calm for the rest of the day, because it will be another torturing day with Jongdae around again.
"Let's go Suho.. " Luhan wooed, pulling his hand to stride along with them. The honey haired boy finally decided to show up at their workplace with an excuse of,"I want to see how that runs the business."
He nodded, walking courageously inside the studio with his friends.
The big door of the studio opened for them revealing a widely smiling Kyungsoo telling them to come in for the filming will start in an hour. The three of they walked inside with stylish and staffs running around setting up the indoor set of the drama.
"Hi.."
The three of them bowed along with Infinite's visual L who stopped by to greet them a good morning and leaving right away for his stylish Kyungsoo, kept telling him to hurry up.
"He's hot and handsome." Baekhyun commented, looking at Myungsoo's back as the boy walks away with Kyungsoo tagging from behind.
"Chanyeol will be super happy to hear that." Luhan smiled, patting Baekhyun's head earning a tongue sticking out from the latter. The two argue some more while Joonmyeon kept looking at the floor, fumbling with Luhan's car keys refusing to look around because, in the midst of the noisy studio, he could hear Jongdae's laugh sounding a lot louder than anything else.
"Joonmyeon hyung..?"
He timidly looked up, seeing the tall youngster writer Oh Sehun in front of him, staring at Joonmyeon with those two sets of normally droopy eyes and with a vehement smile.
"Kyungsoo hyung asked me to give you this."
Luhan and Baekhyun watched Sehun handling a cup of steaming hot drink to Joonmyeon. Joonmyeon stared at the drink in awe."Kyungsoo? he asked you to give me this?"
Sehun nodded looking at the direction of the preoccupied Kyungsoo at the corner, scolding the hyper active Mir to go sit still so he could style his hair perfectly.
"No fair!! Where's our drinks?!" Luhan pouted, eyeballing the capped drink enviously. Sehun looked at him with a sly smile.
"Get them yourselves." Sehun trudged away after bowing (only) to Joonmyeon.
His two friends watched Sehun, gawking at the youngest with their death glare.
"That disrespectful, I swear I'll wait for him after work and beat him up at the corners." Luhan scoffs, determine to wreak his revenge plans on Sehun, showing his teethes with Baekhyun pacifying him with" There boy, whooee, easy easy." words like a man calming his pet dog.
Joonmyeon smiles at the warm drink around his cupped hands, undeniably touched thinking that Kyungsoo kindly bought him another warm drink again. The wide eyed boy is indeed caring like the people kept talking praising him about. He opened the warm cup, smelling the warm creamy smell of milk. When he stared at the frothy milk his smile glimmers away, gulping his sticky fluids from seeing a smiley chocolate latter art floating over the milk.
The unmistakable giggle coming from someone made him look up straight to his north. He found Jongdae, in his warm thick clothes laughing with Xuimin, theatrically hitting the latter with a rolled manuscript.
Jongdae happened to be looking around, running his eyes through the three writer's direction and eventually catching Joonmyeon staring at him. The raven haired guy smiles more brightly when their eyes met, giving him a small "Hi," wave and mouthing a "Good morning Joonmyeon.."
Joonmyeon gawks, his lips slowly curving into an involuntary smile, unconsciously returning the perky gesture to Jongdae.
"Why are you smiling exactly!?" Luhan and Baekhyun hollers at him. Displeased from witnessing how the two ex-lovers had a private smile talk in public.
Shocked, Joonmyeon jerks out from his trance shaking the hot drink, spilling half of it on his pale hand.
"Agh..!" Hissing in pain, Joonmyeon dropped the half-filled milk on the floor, spilling it on the floor. He squirms at the prickling sensation. Due to the pain, his feeble knees slumps, half- crouching on the ground with his hand trembling in bold pain.
"Joonmyeon!!" Luhan and Baekhyun chimed, worriedly bending down and checking up on him.
"I-I'm o-okey." Grimacing in his grating cries, Joonmyeon slowly stood. Screeching in discomfort feeling his skin was crimping painfully, his hand was weakening due to the paralyzing unpleasant stimuli he was currently feeling.
"Joonmyeon, sorry for startling you.." Luhan said hugging him and looking sorry than ever. Baekhyun scooted off saying he'll go look for some medical personnel.
"Is he okey?"
Joonmyeon knew it was Jongdae. He kept his cries in, stayed glued to Luhan than to look at him. Deep down, he felt ashamed for smiling back at him, feeling more scared that Jongdae can actually make him smile like the usual him even if he doesn't want to.
"He's fine and don't bothe-"
Luhan's snapping out scornful voice, fickler into a slurring shy boy."Y--yy-yeaahh.." Joonmyeon's grimacing face was momentarily baffled with Luhan's weird disposition.
"Chen, he burned his hand.. he needs some first aid treatment, like right now."
Joonmyeon opened his eyes, looking at the two men gazing at him with vexation. Jongdae nodded, immediately seizing Joonmyeon away from the dumbfounded Luhan, assisting him to one of the rooms inside the studio.
"Wait,"
Joonmyeon couldn't believe Luhan just let him be taken away by Jongdae without a fight. The honey haired chinese was oddly dazed, gazing enchantedly at Xuimin who was looking at them walking away.
_hale
Jongdae escorted him into a kitchen-like room. Locking the door behind them when they got inside. Founding the room empty, Joonmyeon trotted at the corner of the counter, defensively holding his hand. Watching Jongdae's swiftly move. Opening each cabinet and sighing in relief seeing an ointment.
"Come here." Jongdae commanded, opening the faucet. When he didn't move on his spot and just stares blankly at Jongdae, the latter worked with his steps, grabbing him by the shoulder and bringing him to the sink.
Jongdae didn't asked for any permission and just took Joonmyeon's burnt hand to the running water. Yelping in surprise feeling the cold water free-flowing along his hand, Joonmyeon breath an audible sighed of relief, unawarely leaning against Jongdae's warm broad chest.
"Be careful next time."
Joonmyeon eyes widen, flinching away realizing Jongdae was actually with him. With his as in just a breath away from him.
Jongdae unblinkingly stared back at him. His unfazed expression was a clear indication that he was expecting these kinds of reactions from him.
"I-I'm good. T-hanks .. "
Jongdae shook his head.
"No, you're not. Not yet. I still have to apply this anti-inflammatory ointment." He delved the rectangular ointment out from his pocket for Joonmyeon to believe him. Joonmyeon craned his neck at the side, checking the ointment from a far like a little suspicions toddler.
"C'mon Joonmyeon.." Jongdae exasperated seeing him unmoving. Jongdae's right hand flipping up, telling him to come closer.
Joonmyeon's heart was running fast. The way Jongdae asks him to go to him, his tone of voice, that luring expression on his face, he thought he'd never see it again and it overwhelms his heart in a manner he never imagined.
He hid his burnt hand behind him, smiling at Jongdae hiding all his pain, acting like the position they are in isn't creating a gigantic hole inside his wrecked heart."I said I'm okey. I can- agghhhhhh!!" He winced when Jongdae magically got into him faster than he thinks, grabbing his hand out and giving his burnt hand a finger tap.
"Yeah, you're definitely okey." He smirked after hearing his violent reaction. Jongdae hauls him back to the sink, opening the faucet again and letting the burning sensation gets steam away. The cool water soothes the gritting pain left on his skin, making him close his eyelids, self indulging with the comforting feeling.
Jongdae snickered seeing his relaxing expression.
"Better?"
"Y-yes.." He sheepishly answered.
Jongdae brought his brunt hand closer for a better view, looking down at it, examining the reddened outlines. When he droop further down, Joonmyeon instinctually pulled his hand out from Jongdae's hold but with no avail, the latter held it firmly well.
His insides had a flipflop party when he felt Jongdae's warm breathes brushing his skin. Jongdae was trying to alleviate the stinging feeling, and he was somehow doing a great job at it.
"Your hand is still wet- wait I think I saw some clean tissues wipes somewhere," Jongdae strolled around the place, the funny punchfact was, he was walking around with Joonmyeon hand in hand.
Joonmyeon uncannily feeling jumbled all together. It was worse getting burnt, even worser when Jongdae volunteered on helping him, even got panicky insane how the latter moves, talks, and held him like he hadn't gone missing for the past six tormenting years.
Jongdae's warm hand was qgiving him a squeeze, as if telling him" You're not getting out of here until I treat that."
"Found it."
Joonmyeon blinked back in his miserable reality. Jongdae impishly stood so close to him, lightly tapping his burnt hand with a tissue and blowing it from time to time. The raven haired one uncapped the ointment and squeezed out an ample amount of cold gel, ploddingly swiping it over Joonmyeon's damaged skin, tilting his head concentrating on spreading the ointment on the entire burnt area.
Joonmyeon wanted to stop. Stop goggling at Jongdae, but he just couldn't.
"Does it still hurt?" Jongdae asked, didn't looked up and still occupied on treating his injury.
"It's must be very painful... since you're crying."
Joonmyeon's eyes widen realizing how blurry his vision gotten, clearing it by blinking for a few times. The longing tears rolled down, achingly painful to wipe away. He pulled out his hand successfully this time.
"No.. I- I mean ... I can endure it. I'll have someone to attend to this and-"
Joonmyeon was heckled by Jongdae's chuckle.
"No need. I already did a good job at it, you don't need anyone." Jongdae's voice dropped low at the end of his sentence. Looking at Joonmyeon, calmly wiping a b tear from falling.
Even his hands never slapped away that thumb that gingerly brushes against the edge of his eye to wipe a tear or two. His heart beats louder and faster as if telling him that, the person he'd been longing for is finally here. His light touches awakened something inside of him. It was something he'll be scared of feeling again. Joonmyeon could only gripped the hem edge of his shirt to not to be carried away of that all too familiar warm coming from Jongdae. His skin feels too comforting yet a glint of slicing pain at the end of each , making him gnaw with the reality that, This will be us now. Just like this.. Nothing more, nothing less.
"Joonmyeon?! A-re you okey?! Ya! Jongdae! you better open this damn door before I break it! Give me back My friend!"
Joonmyeon creaked away from the other, feeling extremely cold with the lack of proximity from his past love.
"Always to the rescue, Byun Baekhyun." Jongdae laughed, trashing the soiled tissues into the dash bin before unlocking the door. The door knob automatically twiddled by itself, revealing a very ecstatically angry Baekhyun.
"Joonmyeon!!!" The brunette boy rushed to Joonmyeon's side, checking his hand and giving Jongdae some dagger eyes.
"What did you do?! how could you bring him here?!" He shouts, with Joonmyeon nudging his side to stop trifling over some small things.
"As you can see, I treated your friend's bruned hand." Jongdae said, crossing his arms over his chest and didn't gave a damn to Baekhyun's glares."You're welcome." He grins, turning on his back and walking outside of the room as Kyungsoo was scuttling in.
"You burned your hand? are you okey?" Kyungsoo asked, tapping his hand over Joonmyeon's shoulder, assisting him out of the room with the cursing Baekhyun behind them.
He gave him a reassuring smile and nod, letting Kyungsoo check on his hand while his eyes searched around for Jongdae.
He saw him walking to the patiently waiting Xuimin, exchanging nods and some words before skittering back to their own chairs and leaving a motionless Luhan behind.
If there was any anti-inflammatory drug for an emotionally swelling heart, Joonmyeon was prepared to get it no matter how much it costs. So he wouldn't have to struggle with the same infuriating feeling everyday.
•••
"He didn't do anything to you right?" With an arched brow, Baekhyun propped his elbow over the table, pinching Joonmyeon's cheek for the said red haired man to react. He's been talking to him and only got short replies such as " ah, Ye, ha, eh ,ooohhh.."
"N-no.. he didn't. I'm cool."
Baekhyun frowned, who on earth gets a burned hand, locked up in a room with his ex and says I'm cool?. He snorts thinking how all his worry were useless. He was about to focused his eyes on his laptop again when his eyes caught Luhan still standing beside their table and didn't moved at all. With a raised brow, he stood up and found Luhan's mouth wide open and-
"Luhan, you're drooling." He fake gagged, giving the honey haired boy some tissue that only flew on the floor because Luhan didn't even held it.
"Wh-o is he?What's his n-ame?How old is he?Is he single? Is he sleeping with anyone? Is he--" Luhan gulped down the overflowing fluid inside his gaping mouth, wiping some that spilled out. Baekhyun's face was crunching in disgust.
Joonmyeon is stupidly staring at his hand while Luhan is drooling like a dog. What the is wrong with these two?
Baekhyun followed Luhan's stunned gaze when the latter didn't change expressions, still gawking. Baekhyun turned to his right and saw his best friend's ex discussing the manuscript with the shinee diva key and Xuimin on Jongdae's side studying the scenes they just shot.
"Umm, his name is Kim ing Jongdae? his probably twenty five or tweety six something, no he's not single because he is seeing someone named Yixing, which happened to be our Joonmyeon's Boyfriend's best friend. Kim Jongdae who left our friend six light years ago due to some alien-tic reasons." He dumbly said," Like what the hell Luhan you forgot?!" He glared, pulling Luhan's hair in ridicule in which their editor didn't even responded with a punch like he usually do and just continued staring at someone in astonishment.
"I recognize the , genius. The one on his r-r-right." Luhan answered without blinking.
"The one on his-oh.." Baekhyun nods in realization, tapping a finger over his chin and viciously grinning beside Luhan." Kim Minseok, aka Xuimin.. Jongdae's bestfriend and,"
"His name is Xiumin...." Luhan parrots, squealing in excitement, never looking away from Xuimin. He let out a long desperate needy sighed with matching glitters and bright lights on his perky eyes. His unexpected response made the brunette Baekhyun guffawing on the floor, seeing Luhan in that kind of dreamy expression is like once in a blue moon phenomenon.
"What's wrong luhan? Did time stops or did your crotch sent a telepathic message that say-
"I wanna take that boy down my bed and him till dawn, Yes!! Baekkie!! you have xiumin's number ?! give it to me !! " Luhan urgently grunted, kneeling down on Baekhyun and unashamedly groping his best friend's pockets like Baekhyun's phone and Xuimin's numbers were his life source.
"Oh God Luhan you're hopeless.." Baekhyun exclaimed, laughing as much as he can, (it's not everyday he gets to laugh at their editor.) asking Luhan to stand up and yes, he has the said guy's number. Luhan waited impatiently at the side, tapping his foot noisily watching his friend scrolling over his own contacts.
"Xuimin... Xuimin.. Xuimin..." Baekhyun repeatedly said, scanning through his contacts while mentally laughing at Luhan's bunny bouncing gesture everytime he said their director's name.
"Do you have it do you have it do you have it?!"
"Wait... Xuimin Xuimin.. Ohh! here it-" Luhan snatched the phone from Baekhyun with a wild smile on his face, but only shivered as if a bucket of freezing ice was thrown at him when he saw a,
Xuimin
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"Oppss, I forgot I don't keep numbers of my enemies's sidekick's, sorry." Baekhyun pouted, blinking his fake sorry eyes, rolling like a buffalo on the table laughing nonstop at Luhan's murderous face.
"Stop ing with me Bacon I need Xuimin's number!!"
Luhan groaningly threw Baekhyun's mobile at the gloomy Joonmyeon. The angry Chinese pounced at Baekhyun on the table, straggling the eyeliner queen, choking the slim boy in madness.
"Loooooooooooohhh-hhhee-een" Baekhyun choked, struggling under Luhan, scraping away the criminal hands encircling his neck. His reddening face didn't bothered the staffs who happened to be passing by the scene. No one dared to pull the editor away, even the always concerned Kyungsoo. Baekhyun's best friend's Joonmyeon just gave him a saddening sighed as an answered to his stuttering pleas.
Luhan released him when he realized he was five minutes away from being thrown behind bars for killing his friend.
Baekhyun dragged himself up. Grasping for air when his constricted throat was finally free from manual spasm courtesy of Luhan."You litt-le d-devil!! Why don't you ask it from Xiumin yourself!!"
Like possessed by a demon and some exorcist walked by casting the demon away, Luhan's bloodshot eyes crinkled into happy one's again just by hearing his new object of affection's name. Baekhyun face palmed himself seeing his friend preening his clothes, finger combing his honey locks while stealing glances at their director.
"How do I look? do I look beautiful than you like I always do?" Luhan asked charmingly.
"Ahhhhhhhh... Yeea--Nooo.." Baekhyun frowns, comprehending Luhan's question he finds ridiculous.
"Okeeey!!" With a sway of his graceful hands, Luhan cleared his throat, applying lip balm on the last minute, walking straight to the chubby cheeks boy who was currently sipping his coffee beside the vending machine.
Baekhyun watched his friend scurried towards their director. He kept snickering at the thought of Luhan getting starstruck by Xuimin.
"Our dear Luhan found a new prospect." He said to Joonmyeon, sitting down beside him and still snickering. Joonmyeon's eyes widen hearing the news. He scanned the surroundings and saw his best friend Luhan only a few feet away from his ex Boyfriend's best friend.
"Nooooooooo..." He exclaimed in horror.
"Oh... yeah Nooooo." Baekhyun enthusiastically nods,"Xuimin is one hell of a lucky guy huh.."
Joonmyeon rolls his eyes. Baekhyun's words apparently doesn't sound positive Because the last guy Luhan had his eyes on, the two of them considered the guy as fortunate and unfortunate.
•••
_I.D
Still sleepy and tired, Xuimin cautiously grips around his hot coffee, blowing some air over the rim of the cup to cool the liquid off somehow before slowly sipping his coffee in and,
"Hi!"
Xuimin spits the hot liquid out, the cup of coffee slipped out from his grasp . He jumped in fright when the hot liquid spilled over. Xuimin was vigorously coughing hard at the side. His eye balls nearly fell off from its sockets seeing a tall, honey haired guy who's face was as shocked as his.
"Oh my God I'm so sorry! I'll buy you another one and,"
"No!" Xuimin rejected the Chinese boy's offer rather too loud and too soon. He watched the other's expression changed from truly apologetic to a shinier than the sun smile.
"I'm Xi Luhan! what's your name?"
Xuimin awkwardly scratched his head, gulping in mixed emotion at how Luhan looks at him like he's the last food on earth.
"Xuimin.. it's actually Kim Minseok but,"
"I know!" Luhan bubbly giggled, tilting his head from side to side charming his way into Xuimin's still magnifying eyes from bewilderment.
"Yo-you knew and yet you still asked?" Xuimin unbelievingly said, taking a step back because,
"To check whether Baekhyun was just making names to fool me or he's actually telling the truth for the first time in his foolish life." Luhan said, never wiping the smile across his face while studying Xuimin's feature indiscreetly, freaking the other one out.
"A-hh I see, t-that's a good news then, your friend wasn't lying." Xuimin was nervously stuttering on his words." Um.. I'll go ahead and,"
"I hope you're not hurt though," Luhan added, interjecting Xuimin's chance of escape. He stepped closer startling Xuimin,"How about you're lips? or your tongue? let me seeeeee" Luhan squeals like a fangirl, getting into him.
"Huh?!" With no space to walked back to, Xuimin's back slammed against the vending machine creating a clattering noise from the insides. He felt a wave of cold chills ran down his entire skeletal system from feeling Luhan's hands on him. Squishing his cheeks and making his lips pursed into a babyish pout.
"I knew it! you're cheeks feels so soft and fluffy! You're so cute!" Luhan laughs overly cheerful, pinching Xuimin's cheeks nonstop deeply entertained by his new lover's cheeks.
Xuimin couldn't utter a word at the other, his brain was malfunctioning all together by Luhan's aggressive ministrations. When he noticed how Luhan slowly moves forward, he will be the dumbest person in the world if he wouldn't figure out what Luhan was trying to do.
"Whoe.. there!" He yelps away, pushing Luhan off and freeing himself from the blonde's hands. Gulping the mountain of rocks blocking his airway, even though he wanted to get out, he didn't want to offend the other of how he pushed him off. But after examining Luhan's face, he immediately shook the concern facade away because Luhan's delighted aura is a country away from looking offended.
"Xiumin, I'm attracted to you."
If Xuimin was gulping something down, like a coke or a juice, he would've choked in a milisecond. But since he isn't, his gag reflex choked at his own fluids instead."What?!"
Luhan honestly nods.
"I rarely get attracted to anyone. So you're a very special. How old are you? are you seeing anyone? maybe a girlfriend or a boyfriend?" Luhan bombarded him with questions, coming closer and closer again to the dumbfounded Xuimin, trembling in fear at the corner.
"I'm... a,.. no.. I'm , twenty six years old and... Errr, no .. I'm .. Not seeing anyone." He was now weirdly sweating cold liquids out.
"Me too! were the same age, and I'm not seeing anyone also." Luhan clapped, sighing a steady relief, bitting his lips and smiling a lot wider than the first.
"That's .. ummm.. that's great?"
Luhan giggled like chimes, agreeing at Xuimin's reply."Say Xuimin..?"
"Ye-eah?"
Luhan took baby steps until he was standing in front of the scared looking Xuimin. He look straight into those restlessly blinking eyes, down to those round cheeks he's starting to really really adore and lastly to those plump pouty lips parted all for him.
"Since I saw you earlier, I've been really really wanting to kiss you. Will it be okey?" Luhan thoughtfully asked, his hand Xuimin's stiffened neck and eyes looking at his goal. Xuimin's lips.
"What.." hearing how Xuimin was unable to form a concrete word, Luhan didn't like wasting time therefore, Before Xuimin can even say no or yes, Luhan had his moist lips and warm tongue darted into Xuimin's, dancing over the latter's statued insides.
Luhan expertly nibbled on everything skin, lips and that unresponsive tongue his own gets to be in contact with. Tilting Xuimin's chin, brushing his hand temptingly behind Xuimin's back to drive some response out.
"It's boring to be the only one kissing you know, please kiss me back." A nice and simple sweet request from Luhan after pulling back to pout at Xuimin's lack of participation.
"Wait,"
Luhan knew how a rejection sounds like at the very first words spoken. He never take a no for an answer, specially if he was the one already begging.
He clashed their lips together, forcing his way in again. Grinding his entire chest against the other and twirling his tongue in a seducing rhythm that not even a corpse can't appreciate. He knew his tactics were working when he heard a tiny moan and a slight moving of the lips from Xuimin. He wrapped a hand around the other's waist and pressed themselves together surprising Xuimin and eliciting a the reaction he'd been waiting for.
Luhan was ecstatic. Xuimin's soft tongue and slippery plump lips were as delicious as he imagined them to be, his nerves flickering to life with something unfamiliar deep down inside of him throbbing fast and loud. A certain euphoric feeling no one ever made him feel before and the need to get a lot of that freeing feeling was slowly driving him off the hook, getting more aggressive and-
"S-stop!" Xuimin, pooling all his senses to shift out from the harassed kisses he didn't noticed he was actually responding to. He pushed Luhan away, a hand clench to his chest, panting heavily.
Luhan slowly opens his eyelids. The wondrous feeling still had some remnants inside but slowing slipping away, making him whimper in dismay. He leans over to Xuimin's cheek, giving it a ticklish peck before moving to the other's redden ear.
"Xuimin, will you sleep with me please...?"
"What?!" Xuimin bumped his head against the wall, roaring in pain. Luhan laughed at the other's clumsy acts. Pinching Xuimin's ascending cheeks before nodding.
"Yep. You and me on my bed or do you prefer yours?
Xuimin felt like his soul just left him.
He'd never met anyone so agressive, too direct and straightforward like Luhan before. And he doesn't like such people.
"Sorry but no." Brushing Luhan off, he got out of Luhan's crab like arms, sprinting away and never looking back . He didn't saw how the cheerful smile of Luhan broke down into a pained frown.
"But Xuimin....."
•••
"You what?!" Both Joonmyeon and Baekhyun screamed at Luhan. They've been watching the two talking from a far and when they suddenly disappeared on their radar, both of them started feeling it.
Luhan's about to get obsessed to a person like he did only a few countable times in the past, but enough for them to recognize Luhan when he's starting at it again.
"But he rejected me!" Luhan weeps as he was wiping the table that was spilled with brewed coffee. Baekhyun and Joonmyeon were somehow the second and the third persons who spitted a hot coffee at him when he narrated his encounter with his Xiumin.
The other two knows well how rejecting any generous offer from Luhan is the biggest insult anyone could ever commit.
Joonmyeon buried his face in his bare hands."Lu, you scared him off."
The Luhan stopped wiping the table and sulked on his seat."I-I know.."
Baekhyun frantically grabbed his own hair as if getting Insane.
"Luhan, the steps in befriending someone is firstly, you'l say 'Hi I'm Xi Luhan, I'm a full blooded Chinese, I love soccer, I'm expert in solving rubik's cube and I'm a time freak. Let's be friends and enjoy the rest of the s the world has to offer." that's the proper way! not, 'Hi I'm Xi Luhan, i'm attracted to you, will you please sleep with me?' are you crazy?! and you have the guts to call me a ? it's about time i'll introduce you to yourself ." The eyeliner boy shuffles with the manuscript, typing some lines on his laptop before speaking again."I'am actually surprised why he ever talked to you."
"What's does that suppose to mean?!" Frowning, the Chinese princess glanced at Xuimin's direction, waving his hand when the latter noticed him. But his happiness was only for a few seconds because their Junior director ignored him and hid behind Jongdae.
"Hellooo? KBS Flash report '13, Mr. Xi Luhan, a notorious editor from a well know publishing company was reportedly seen killing Mr. Kim Minseok's best friend Chen on the day they first met at the KBS hall. Remember that?" A wide smug spread across Baekhyun's face, honored that he was the lucky guy to break it off in front of Luhan.
"What?! He-was there?! He-he saw me?!!" Luhan gapingly asked, his doe eyes were wide enough to compete with Kyungsoo's. All he saw that day was Jongdae. He was so focused on how to take the raven haired boy's life, never noticing a cute Xuimin around.
Baekhyun did the honor of peppering abundant salt over Luhan's wound," Yep, he saw you on your Super Saiyan form. I'm pretty sure you impressed him so don't worry much."
"Baekhyun!" Joonmyeon swats Baekhyun's beautiful hand. Luhan was looking all blue-green and his best friend was making it worse. Baekhyun gave him a wincing glare, palming the arching area of his hand.
What, it's fun. The brunette mouth, sticking his tongue out at Joonmyeon.
Just shut up? Joonmyeon mouths back, reaching out for Luhan hand that feels colder and looking paler.
"Nooooooooo... Xuimin..."Luhan cried, dumping his face into his bag and screaming incoherent words."Guys... I'm embarrassed! He will never talk to me again.." He stomps his feet like a four years old. He couldn't accept the fact that Xuimin saw how violent he can be, vaporizing his chance of sleeping with the said director.
"He just realized, how tragic." Baekhyun second emotion, getting another whack behind his head from Joonmyeon.
"Luhan, stop that.. he will talk to you again.. " Joonmyeon reassures, dragging his chair to his friend's side and pulling out Luhan's face from the bag. He sighed finding the Chinese boy crying for real. Even Baekhyun stopped poking on his keyboard to inspect Luhan's tomato red face.
"You t-think so?" Luhan, in his bleary eyes asked, leaning closer as Joonmyeon wipes his tears away with a frowning face. Both of his friends nodded, Baekhyun was forced to though.
"I-I don't even have his number, I forgot about it since Xuimin's lips was all i can think about after kissing him." Luhan cutely pouted, sniffling at the crook of Joonmyeon's neck, hugging his best friend.
"And another is born.." Baekhyun applauds, sneering Broadly. Joonmyeon stopped glaring his eyes because he might literally lose them. He chose to snort back at Baekhyun.
"Baekhyun, get it for me."
"What." The called boy deadpanned," Can't, I'm finishing this manuscript you asked me to do right?" Finding a brilliant excuse, Baekhyun returned his gaze at the screen, typing noisily.
Joonmyeon was precisely sure Baekhyun was only chatting with Chanyeol on Facebook rather than making a script.
"Joonmyeon, will you please get it for me? I'm sure Xuimin won't give it to you knowing we're friend's so, just ask it from Jongdae instead." Luhan calmly said, nodding.
"What??!" Joonmyeon's voice just cracked hearing his friend's requested. from Jongdae??
Baekhyun cackled, leaving his laptop screen behind and leaning over the table, propping his arm up and resting his chin over his palm."Oh this is getting really thrilling."
"B-but Luhan-"
"Will you please my Joonmyeonie? I'll have a hard time sleeping tonight if I won't hear Xuimin's cute voice again, so please?" Luhan, pursing his lips and twinkling his eyes, trying to wheedle his way out. Joonmyeon would've have squeal at his friend's aeygo if he didn't know he was being sent in a hazardous mission.
"Yeah my Joonmyeonie, will you please?" Baekhyun said in a sarcastic mimicry, twitching his brows daring his to go and talk to his ex.
"But, i .... Fine." He stood up in defeat, earning a happy giggle from Luhan and a sinister good luck from Baekhyun. He turned around, dragging his feet to where Jongdae was silently reading the script while looking at the camera screens.
"This is the reason why I love Joonmyeonie more than you." Luhan scoffs.
"The feeling is mutual, I don't love you too so chill." Baekhyun said in a shrug.
•••
Luhan helped Joonmyeon a lot in the past and now is his golden moment to return all the favors by just merely walking to Jongdae, his ex who left him lifeless, to bravely asked his friend's subject of affection's mobile number.
"J-Jongdae?"
The preoccupied director looked up from his reading material and saw the burgundy haired male Joonmyeon, fiddling with his own mobile and gazing down at it instead of meeting his curious eyes.
"Yes Joonmyeon?"
Joonmyeon shly looks up, wanting to abandon his mission and to hell with favors when he found Jongdae so smiling at him.
"Iwillyoupleasebekindenoughtogivemexuimin'smobilenumberpleaaasssee?" He asked hastily sounding so much like a chipmunk.
"What??I'm sorry I didn't catch that." Jongdae chuckled, putting the manuscript on the vacant chair beside him and going down from his perched director's chair to scoot closer to Joonmyeon.
Nibbling his lower lip, Joonmyeon absentmindedly pointed over his back,"X-Xuimin's number.."
With a confused forehead creases, Jongdae looked over Joonmyeon's shoulder and saw a very hopeful Luhan."Ohh.. Luhan want's Xuimin's number.. " He giggled, didn't missed how the Chinese male who beat him up glared at him in a scowl when he saw him looking.
Jongdae pulled out his phone, tapping some security's code, Scrolling over his contacts. He handed his phone to Joonmyeon with his friend's digits on the screen."Here you go..." He sat back on his chair and grabbed the script he was reading before.
Joonmyeon took it steadfast, copying the digits to his phone, mumbling the numbers for confirmation. When he was sure he got it all right, he pressed the home button and was about to give it back, but pauses from seeing the Home Photo.
It was Yixing, smiling so happily up-close. With a guy kissing the chinese's man's dimple.
Jongdae.
The picture etched a hurt smile across Joonmyeon's face.
"Done?" Jongdae asked, watching the other one staring seriously down at his phone.
Joonmyeon quickly handed Jongdae's phone and walks away forgetting his manners and just left in a hurry.
•••
"Here,"
Luhan snatches the phone, smiling exaggeratedly. He copied the digits with his two thumbs, kissing the screen when he finally saved it under a contact name of My Baozi. He tapped the message icon and composed a love message.
To: My Baozi <3
Hi Xuimin! it's me, Luhan! I really wanted to be more than friends with you. ^_____^
"You think you'll receive a reply with that kind of message??" Baekhyun smirkily commented, sneaking up behind Luhan's back and reading the sent message with a lot of hearts.
"I will." The honey haired editor retorted back with positiveness. Baekhyun shakes his head thinking how Luhan was starting to lose himself again.
Baekhyun looks for Xuimin and saw the director pulling out his phone. He sniggered seeing how Xuimin's eyes bulges out reading the text he just received, looking like he was about to puke in front of Jongdae. The chubby cheeks Xuimin slips his phone inside his pocket immediately without sending any reply."Suuurrreeeeee you will Luhan.." He forced the giggles down and gets back to his chair. Luhan was looking patiently at his phone, dreamily hoping for Xuimin's text.
Baekhyun's eyes narrowed when he noticed how Joonmyeon was looked lost and bluer than the fake sky inside the studio."Joonmyeon..?"
When he didn't heard any reply, he pokes Luhan's rib violently making the Chinese editor glanced at him in a what expression. Baekhyun pouted his lips pointing at Joonmyeon.
Luhan sighed, he hates a brooding Joonmyeon than a crying Baekhyun.
"Joonmyeon, you've been asking us to help you deal with Jongdae but you know what? We're not the right people who can effectively help you in that department." Luhan states, wrapping an arm around Joonmyeon's shoulder.
"What are you saying?" The curly haired man asked curiously, shifting his eyes from Luhan and Baekhyun.
"The intellectual Joonmyeon gone dumb," Tousling his brunette hair like he couldn't handle his best friend anymore, Baekhyun wanted to shower some ice cubs over his head to cool down his hot temper. "It's Kris, Joonmyeon! You're God lover Wu Yifan.! where's your brain been hiding these days?" he cackled.
Joonmyeon looks away, feeling the guilt reigning over him again."Kr-kris.."
"Yes Kris! Your Kris. Do you know how your boyfriend have been texting and calling us for the past two weeks asking for you? what's wrong with you Joonmyeon?" Baekhyun said in distraught, flickering a nutcracker finger at Joonmyeon's forehead to wake his sleeping consciousness.
"He's worried about you. Joonmyeon, you can't shut him off just because Jongdae have been invading your natural habitant. You need Kris. He's your Boyfriend, " Luhan whispered softly," and he loves you."
Joonmyeon closes his eyes, pressing his fingertips on his pulsating temples. He was having some headache attacks again. Kris was one of his worries. He just couldn't face him yet. Even though Kris's text messages and sweet nothings made him cry, he wasn't ready.
Rolling his eyeliner eyes, Baekhyun cringes at Joonmyeon's heavy gloom."If I had known you'll be like this, I shouldn't have let Kris get closer to you and just seduced him, in any way possible, to be mine."
Joonmyeon pulled his head up, squinting at Baekhyun's serious face."You liked Kris?"
"Are you stupid? who wouldn't? He's the only son of a business typhoon dude who owns car companies based mainly in Canada, China and Korea. He speaks four ing languages, he's an in demand ramp model during his spare time, he's tall, smart, handsome, hot, y, athletic, sweet, rich and apparently good in bed. Now who wouldn't fall for that? even Luhan had a puppy crush on him." Baekhyun groans, pointing at Luhan who, by the accusation of his friend, was in fact guilty of crushing on Kris years back.
"But fortunately, he was always looking and asking for you."Luhan added."He's always been interested in you."
Joonmyeon fished his phone and tapped his Phone screen. He stares at Kris smirking handsomely behind him as his current lover's arms were wrapped around him. He was hugging Kris's alpaca toy, Ace. Often times they'll play around treating the toy as their child with Kris seriously taking good care of it. He smiled at his home photo. He didn't know Kris liked only him. The blonde man could have chosen Luhan who was beautiful and bubbly or Baekhyun who was sweet and surprisingly affectionate, or any hotter guy or girl, but no. The only heir to the Wu's group of companies chose him.
"So pack up your things because we're kicking you out of the apartment. You are no longer allowed to stay with us unless you're cured. Go and sleep with Kris." Luhan suggested, having a synchronized decision with Baekhyun. They've talked about it. Joonmyeon needed some time off and alone with Kris. They're happy enough to kick him out to make him stay with the blonde.
Joonmyeon shakes his head at how Luhan asks him to sleep with Kris like it was a casual idea to suggest."And where would sleeping with Kris take me?" He snorts, one thing he was sure of: wouldn't solve his problem.
"To heaven where else?" Baekhyun answered maliciously wrinkling his brows."If there is anyone who can keep you're mind off you're dramatic past with Jongdae, it's Kris okey? HE IS YOUR PRESENT BOYFRIEND, JOONMYEON WAKE THE HELL UP ." Emphasizing the last ten words.
"Go on a date with him, cook for him, be the lovely dovey like the usual, love him, have with him until the entire apartment shreds into pieces. If you're not okey after all of those, I don't know what suitable advice we can give to you anymore." Luhan chirps, shrugging his shoulders .
Joonmyeon was about to talk back when his phone vibrated. He brought his phone up when a text came.
From: Babe
Babe, when can I see you again?
He sighed." O-okey."
His two friends grins at him.
•••
Wu Empire.
Joonmyeon was literally thrown out of Baekhyun car. His two comrades gave him a flying kiss, saying they'll pack his things for him so all he needs to do is go and see the Wu empire's handsome prince Wu Yifan. He tilts his head in bewilderment. He huffs some air as he walks through the front entrance of the said building and catching the last elevator ride.
Kris loves it when he visits him at his workplace. He said having a busy writer for a boyfriend usually makes him feel left out during Joonmyeon's hassle days thus, surprise visits makes Kris extremely happy and glad. Joonmyeon got out on the 17th floor. He strides along the long hall, turning to his left and arriving at the wide workplace of people busily working in their individual cubicles and desks. Some employes who recognized him as the beloved Boyfriend of the big boss's only son, bows at him with a polite greeting. Joonmyeon respectfully returned the gesture.
He walks down the end of the hall, stopping over the desk of a female in her early twenties. The young lady smiled at him after her warm greeting.
"Jia, is Yifan in?" He asks, looking at the wide room made of glass walls at the north end. He saw a glimpse of a blonde haired guy in his business suit, looking down on some papers while spinning a pen on his fingers. He smiled. He taught him that.
"Yes Sir, Mr. Wu is in. He just got back from his 4:00pm meeting. You're welcome to see him sir" She said, looking at her boss inside the transparent wall of Kris's own office.
Thanking the accommodating secretary, Joonmyeon scuttled towards Kris's office. He peeks inside, half-smiling from seeing his boyfriend so absorbed with papers. He pushed the heavy glass door open, closing it behind when he completely got inside.
"Who told you to come in without knocking?
Joonmyeon was taken aback by Kris's cold welcoming words. He stepped back, clasping at the steel door knob again, Joonmyeon was about to turn his back at the still busy looking down on the papers, Kris.
"Oh.. Yifan, I'm sorry.. If you're busy I'm just gonna go and come--
Kris's expensive pen slipped out from his fingers, it rolled soundly over an ample sheets of business proposal papers. Kris's head snaps up from hearing that soft voice he's been missing to hear face to face for weeks.
"J-Jo-joonmyeon?" In his deep voice and chinese eyes gone wide, Kris was stunned seeing his angelic Boyfriend that he loves so much listlessly standing by the door. Inside his own office. Inside his own office.
Joonmyeon awkwardly rubbed his nape, half-grinning at his Boyfriend."Hi, Yifan.."
•••
The employees outside Kris's office were keenly looking over their computer screens, some were busy checking some important documents while some were still drowsy from their late night party the other evening. The entire floor was serenely calm with only the clicking sound coming from the keyboard, the flipping pages, the low voiced phone calls and the less disrupted noise of the xerox machine. They were all focused until they heard a loud thumb accompanied with some feeble noises coming from their boss's office. All of them sneak at the side of their cubicles, some were standing up extending their necks out of curiosity.
Each one of them gulps down some dry fluids from seeing their boss Kris, pinning his angelic Boyfriend against the glass wall of his office. Their clothes were visibly brushing against the gloomy glass barrier, a noise of something being slammed against the wall was too loud and clear outside.
The closet homo's loosens their tightening necktie, crossing their legs tightly when Kris frightfully throws his Boyfriend's thick coat down the floor after stripping his Boyfriend in a hurry and hastily flipping the easy to take off cream polo shirt, revealing half of Joonmyeon bare milky back brushing against the glass wall, that slim, pale arm and shoulder were taking the room temperature up.
The loveless women their lips in jealously at how Joonmyeon was swiftly being lifted off the carpeted ground by their handsome boss's firm and long arms, one gripping around Joonmyeon's thigh and the other arm wrapped around Joonmyeon's waist bringing him up high. Joonmyeon's half-bared back was rubbing against the glass wall, eliciting a ruby sound making all the onlookers outside groan and unconsciously moans as their boss slammed the both of them forcefully against the wall again, successfully wrapping Joonmyeon's legs around his waist.
The on-break people who just got in holding a hot black coffee, bit the rim of their cups lustily from witnessing their boss Kris the unblemished neck of his visitor, even burning their lips when they caught that ing movement their boss just did followed by some noises they were all daydreaming to hear from their boss, Kris Wu.
Jia nearly drooled seeing the handsome son of their CEO, deep kissing his boyfriend, a hand whacked against the wall for support. Kris's y hand print on the now foggy glass wall was making all of them jaw drop. The sight was turning all of them on.
"B-back to work!" She reprimand,Glaring at the employees who were snapping some camera and video shots. All the people went back to their business but with distorted concentration, while some were still peeking.
Jia shakes her head, their boss had been grumpy for the past two weeks, snapping at everyone, yelling and throwing stuffs when one mistake surfaces. Now seeing her boss getting laid, she was grateful the lovely steady boyfriend of their boss finally came. The same hot scene always happen whenever their Boss's Boyfriend visits, with all of them trying hard not to get carried away by what they'll see and hear. She still Couldn't believe how a rich, brilliant with Greek God features Kris, is head over heels in love with a well-known writer who also happens to be a guy.
•••
"Yifan!" Joonmyeon pants, yelling his boyfriend's real name, mouth unable to close from his aggressive lover, noisily on his bare neck, marks were already appearing, Kris's arms wrapped tightly around his slim waist. His back was already stinging from too much friction he'd been receiving from the glass wall.
He was trying to explain why he disappeared, not entirely divulging the whole truth of his disappearance but just a small piece of excuse. But his intended explanation was thrown away just like his dumped coat on the floor. Kris kissed him without any words of introduction, kissing him deeply and breathlessly ripping his shirt open showing half of his bare torso.
"J-Joonnnmy-eon.." Kris throatily moans, kissing the outline of his lover's jaw and jumping into those thin lips, his entire front brushing against the center of his pretty Boyfriend's spread thighs, grunting in pleasure, hand swats at the wall every time he does so. Joonmyeon bit his lips to stop himself from .
"Yi-Yifan! stop ! we're in your office, you have -- em--" Joonmyeon gulped the words down when Kris's tongue plunges his still talking panicking tongue, making him moan in between, the cold room was getting hotter and hotter."Emplyo-ess! Yifan!" He managed to scold his boyfriend when he had the chance to pull away. He needs to control Kris before he gets stripped away, for all the people to see outside.
"You're so beautiful.. God I've missed you..Joonmyeon," Kris said, gulping down and kissing his boyfriend again.
Joonmyeon pushed Kris's chest away, his moist lips and cupping Kris's warm face in his hands"Yifan, we can't do this here. There's a lot of people outside." He reasoned, didn't dare to look back. Kris smiled at this, helping him down and kissing his lover's lips again.
"It's cold and I'm almost topless." Joonmyeon complains, shivering in front of Kris. The words seemed to awaken Kris. He grabbed the thrown coat and shirt, glaring the people outside who was enjoying the view of his Boyfriend's back. Everyone tremble seeing their boss's scary glare, rummaging back to their papers and phone calls to avoid being killed by a stare from Kris.
Joonmyeon wore his thrown garments warmly, blowing a relief air when he's finally dressed. Kris didn't stop and pulled him for another kiss again, this time savoring that coffee taste from Kris's wet mouth. His boyfriend loves drinking coffee at work.
"So I guess you're back for good?" Kris asked, kissing his cheeks in small ones.
"Ye-yeah, me and Luhan, we're good." He smiled, masking the uneasiness in his voice. Kris's large soft hands cups his small face, giving him a gummy smile before engulfing him into a big hug.
Joonmyeon smiled over Kris's chest, hugging back. He never felt this kind of embrace from Kris before. Like he really missed him, like they haven't seen each other for.... Six years.
He shook his head.
"Babe?" The sound of that sweet endearment makes it more sweeter and loving in Kris's deep romantic voice."Please tell me you'll be spending the entire week with me. In my apartment."
Joonmyeon seethes at the word apartment."A-about that.. Umm, the guys kinda forced me out of our apartment. Will it be okey.. If I stay with you for, I don't know for how long Kris.." He unsurely mumbled, scratching his head. Kris blinks, chuckling and eventually laughing hard that his handsome face look red and bursting.
"Babe, you can stay as long as forever with me. I don't mind and I think I should give the guys a call to convey my gratitude of kicking you out." Kris cheerly hugs him again, kissing his shoulder and pulling away."Did you missed me?" Kris asks with tons of expectations.
"Umm..."
Joonmyeon was groping for a reply and he didn't know why. He broke into a smile and Kris's blonde locks that looks longer than the last he remembers."Y-yes."
Kris broke into a wide gummy smile.
"Don't fight with your friends and don't disappear again please, it will drive me insane. Do you know how many nights I kept staring at the ceiling like a corpse?" Kris jokes, pinching Joonmyeon's cheeks and giving it light pecks."Two to three days is bearable, but two weeks almost made me psychotic. You better not plan on going away for a month babe. I don't know how I'll be living when you'll be gone that long. And if it can't be avoided, you have to take me along with you."
Joonmyeon bitterly smiled.
"I know-"
I know how it feels like to be left behind with an undying thoughts of when will he ever come back? I know yet-- I was a heartless jerk who did the same hurtful act with Kris.. I didn't mean it that way.
"I know how it feels like and I'm- I'm deeply sorry for leaving you Kris.." Joonmyeon's voice came off shaking and at the verge of cracking. Kris gazes at his lover with wonder in his eyes.
"Babe? You look like you're about to cry and-" Kris exclaimed, his handsome face messing into a frown when he saw a drop of tears falling from his lover's crescent eyes."Hey, don't cry.. it's okey, I'm not mad," Sighs deeply," Okey. Maybe a little when you don't answer my calls and texts right away, but the important thing is you're finally here." Kris coaxed, his words had an ambiguous thoughts that made Joonmyeon sob even more, hugging Kris tightly close.
Kris, though hurt hearing his boyfriend cry, smiles broadly thinking how his boyfriend must've missed him very much enough to breakdown in tears.
He tilts Joonmyeon's chin, looking straight to those tear-soak eyes, kissing it away.
"I missed you too." Kris tenderly said.
Joonmyeon whimpers hearing those four words from his lovey lover. When Kris leans down, Joonmyeon parted his mouth automatically, waiting for Kris's eager lips to be on his.
Silence, as their lips shares a deep kiss that speaks how much they needed each other,
***
HOHOHOHOHO..
There you have it guys..
•Luhan getting hype seeing his new object of affection Xuimin.
•XUimin scared of Luhan.. haha
•Jongdae, well isn't he sweet? :p
•Joonmyeon still trying to grasp things but ended up breaking just by Jongdae's home photo.
• And Baekhyun sitting and complains about everything haha..
And there! your very own Krisho moments ahahaha.. gosh, a lot of people are looking for kris. haha I knew this would happen.. :0
And Xuihan! Haha I searched some Xuihan videos and boy, I'm starting to really like their ship. They're cute and they look good together!
If you ask me, I was really laughing writing the office scene with the onlookers and xuihan. :D
I hope I managed to make it hot though.. :/ Agrrrhhhhhhh..
Sorry if it took me this long. I got sick and :( it was a big mess . but I'm good now :)
Guyssss ! Thank you so much to those who commented and the ones who up voted my story, Gosh I don't know how to thank you! But Thank you!! :) and to my readers, hope you had fun! And hello to my lovely subscribers!
HAHHA, ohhhh Kim Joonmyeon, happy 22th birthday!! :)
speaking of birthdays and candles, I'm also turning 22 a month from now. ^^
Hope you guys leave a comment! ( pleaaaassseeeeeeee.. OTL.)
D&M,
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