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darkyulate) wrote in wheredreamslast2013-06-21 11:41 pm
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In The Middle of The Night [Oneshot]
Title: In The Middle of The Night
Rating: R
Pairing: Kai/Kyungsoo
Author’s Notes: Based on this prompt. I’ve been wanting it filled but no one seems to do it, so I did it because I’ve been thinking about it a lot......
Summary: It’s always in the night when Kyungsoo thinks about his feelings, Jongin, and Jongin’s feelings. It’s always in the night before he goes to sleep when he finds himself thinking of a love that can never be returned.
Rating: R
Pairing: Kai/Kyungsoo
Author’s Notes: Based on this prompt. I’ve been wanting it filled but no one seems to do it, so I did it because I’ve been thinking about it a lot......
Summary: It’s always in the night when Kyungsoo thinks about his feelings, Jongin, and Jongin’s feelings. It’s always in the night before he goes to sleep when he finds himself thinking of a love that can never be returned.
Kyungsoo can’t make the images in his mind disappear. If he closes his eyes they become vivid, if he opens his eyes, he begins to feel them. Life is screwing with him.
Still, he closes his eyes and lets the memory take over.
Jongin is kissing him, kissing him softly then hard. Everything is passionate and full of lust. Jongin’s hands are all over him, taking of his clothes, pushing him towards his bed and all over his white skin tainting it red with every burning touch.
Jongin trails kisses down his neck to his chest and stomach and lower he goes until he’s got Kyungsoo’s cock in his mouth and Kyungsoo sucks in a breath.
Jongin prepares him, the first two fingers are okay, but the third stings a little but Kyungsoo knows it will get better. The fingers are replaced by something bigger and Jongin pushes in slowly like it’s Kyungsoo’s first time all over again but it’s not. Kyungsoo tries not to cry at the sentiment.
Kyungsoo opens his eyes before the memory of Jongin coming can fill his mind with the name he says as does. It’s too late though because it already does. All over his head, all he hears is, ‘Yesul’.
He shakes his head and tries not to cry.
Everytime Jongin breaks up with Yesul, he goes to Kyungsoo drunk and sleeps with him. Kyungsoo wakes up to a sorry post it note and then Yesul and Jongin are back together.
It’s twisted how Jongin plays with his heart, how Jongin can’t love him but sleeps with him anyways, multiple times and says Yesul’s name like Yesul would have a dick, and he thrusts into a vagina and not an asshole. Kyungsoo wants to laugh and cry at how stupid everything is. The only one getting hurt is Kyungsoo.
But he wonders why anyways.
Why would Jongin sleep with him out of all the girls out there that would be willing to sleep with him, that would be willing to have one night stands with him, wonders why he chooses his best friend who’s been in love with him to sleep with, not just one night stands, but over and over again. With a one night stand, sure it would hurt but at least it wouldn’t leave Kyungsoo thinking that maybe there was something more to it than just being drunk and broken.
He cries himself to sleep that night again.
“I broke up with Yesul.” Kyungsoo chokes on his hot coffee and proceeds to spill most of it on his pajama pants.
Jongin had knocked on his door so hard that morning Kyungsoo had been forced to open his door with his eyes still feeling swollen and his body oozing with sleep. Now, they were sitting facing each other.
“Are you okay?” Jongin is by his side as Kyungsoo tries not to burn himself.
“Yeah, he chokes out.” He stands up and Jongin follows him into his bedroom.
“I broke up with her this time.” Jongin continues as Kyungsoo begins to change clothes. Nevermind that he can feel Jongin’s eyes watching his every move. Kyungsoo remembers how Jongin would cry sometimes how Yesul can break up with him, why she’d break up with him as he thrusts into Kyungsoo.
He’s half naked now and he feels Jongin walking closer as he takes of his pajama pants.
“Why?” He whispers but he knows Jongin hears.
“Because it would never work out.” Jongin simply says. Kyungsoo’s heart leaps out of his chest when he feels warm hands on his bare waist. He drops the spare pants he was going to put on when all of a sudden Jongin is embracing him.
“I’m sorry.” Jongin whispers, his breath hot on his neck. “I know I hurt you but I want you to know that every night, before I left, I regret not saying your name. I don’t even know why I say hers when all I can think about is you. And I’m sorry for getting back with her and then breaking it off and then going to you. I never should have gotten back with her the first time, because somewhere inside me I knew it would never feel right, not when the time I spent with you was right.” Jongin’s hold on him tightens and Kyungsoo cries.
Jongin turns Kyungsoo and holds him in his arms.
“I love you, Kyungsoo and I want to be with you. I know I broke you, and I don’t deserve your forgiveness but all I need is one chance and I’ll make things right.”
Kyungsoo is a sobbing mess when Jongin finishes, he wants to tell him, no, qants to deny him the happiness, wants to hurt Jongin, too. But he can’t because he’ll just hurt himself and really, his chance at happiness is knocking at his doors and he should just open the door and welcome it.
He pulls away slightly and stands on his toes and kisses Jongin, “I love you, too.”
Sometimes, when Kyungsoo can’t sleep, he’ll turn to the other side of his bed, and feel arms pull him close to another warm body. “Kyungsoo.” Jongin says as he feels Kyungsoo safely in his arms like Kyungsoo will leave him if he doesn’t hold him like that. It’s at times like these that Kyungsoo knows he will never regret giving in to Jongin that one last time.
Still, he closes his eyes and lets the memory take over.
Jongin is kissing him, kissing him softly then hard. Everything is passionate and full of lust. Jongin’s hands are all over him, taking of his clothes, pushing him towards his bed and all over his white skin tainting it red with every burning touch.
Jongin trails kisses down his neck to his chest and stomach and lower he goes until he’s got Kyungsoo’s cock in his mouth and Kyungsoo sucks in a breath.
Jongin prepares him, the first two fingers are okay, but the third stings a little but Kyungsoo knows it will get better. The fingers are replaced by something bigger and Jongin pushes in slowly like it’s Kyungsoo’s first time all over again but it’s not. Kyungsoo tries not to cry at the sentiment.
Kyungsoo opens his eyes before the memory of Jongin coming can fill his mind with the name he says as does. It’s too late though because it already does. All over his head, all he hears is, ‘Yesul’.
He shakes his head and tries not to cry.
Everytime Jongin breaks up with Yesul, he goes to Kyungsoo drunk and sleeps with him. Kyungsoo wakes up to a sorry post it note and then Yesul and Jongin are back together.
It’s twisted how Jongin plays with his heart, how Jongin can’t love him but sleeps with him anyways, multiple times and says Yesul’s name like Yesul would have a dick, and he thrusts into a vagina and not an asshole. Kyungsoo wants to laugh and cry at how stupid everything is. The only one getting hurt is Kyungsoo.
But he wonders why anyways.
Why would Jongin sleep with him out of all the girls out there that would be willing to sleep with him, that would be willing to have one night stands with him, wonders why he chooses his best friend who’s been in love with him to sleep with, not just one night stands, but over and over again. With a one night stand, sure it would hurt but at least it wouldn’t leave Kyungsoo thinking that maybe there was something more to it than just being drunk and broken.
He cries himself to sleep that night again.
“I broke up with Yesul.” Kyungsoo chokes on his hot coffee and proceeds to spill most of it on his pajama pants.
Jongin had knocked on his door so hard that morning Kyungsoo had been forced to open his door with his eyes still feeling swollen and his body oozing with sleep. Now, they were sitting facing each other.
“Are you okay?” Jongin is by his side as Kyungsoo tries not to burn himself.
“Yeah, he chokes out.” He stands up and Jongin follows him into his bedroom.
“I broke up with her this time.” Jongin continues as Kyungsoo begins to change clothes. Nevermind that he can feel Jongin’s eyes watching his every move. Kyungsoo remembers how Jongin would cry sometimes how Yesul can break up with him, why she’d break up with him as he thrusts into Kyungsoo.
He’s half naked now and he feels Jongin walking closer as he takes of his pajama pants.
“Why?” He whispers but he knows Jongin hears.
“Because it would never work out.” Jongin simply says. Kyungsoo’s heart leaps out of his chest when he feels warm hands on his bare waist. He drops the spare pants he was going to put on when all of a sudden Jongin is embracing him.
“I’m sorry.” Jongin whispers, his breath hot on his neck. “I know I hurt you but I want you to know that every night, before I left, I regret not saying your name. I don’t even know why I say hers when all I can think about is you. And I’m sorry for getting back with her and then breaking it off and then going to you. I never should have gotten back with her the first time, because somewhere inside me I knew it would never feel right, not when the time I spent with you was right.” Jongin’s hold on him tightens and Kyungsoo cries.
Jongin turns Kyungsoo and holds him in his arms.
“I love you, Kyungsoo and I want to be with you. I know I broke you, and I don’t deserve your forgiveness but all I need is one chance and I’ll make things right.”
Kyungsoo is a sobbing mess when Jongin finishes, he wants to tell him, no, qants to deny him the happiness, wants to hurt Jongin, too. But he can’t because he’ll just hurt himself and really, his chance at happiness is knocking at his doors and he should just open the door and welcome it.
He pulls away slightly and stands on his toes and kisses Jongin, “I love you, too.”
Sometimes, when Kyungsoo can’t sleep, he’ll turn to the other side of his bed, and feel arms pull him close to another warm body. “Kyungsoo.” Jongin says as he feels Kyungsoo safely in his arms like Kyungsoo will leave him if he doesn’t hold him like that. It’s at times like these that Kyungsoo knows he will never regret giving in to Jongin that one last time.