Disclaimer: This fanfic is not mine, it's from the author I admire most,http://cosmic-celestia.livejournal.com/7317.html. Thanks for this wonderful fanfic. I copied and pasted it here in my blog so it is easier to load on my iPhone, because my iPhone reallly hates WiFi.
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“Ryeowook-ah!” Heechul tapped the eternal magnae on the head who was reading a book.
“What is it, Heechul-sshi?” Ryeowook asked, looking up at his hyung.
“The abomination wants to see you in your room,” Heechul smirked as if he knew what was going to happen.
“Yesung isn’t an abomination,” Ryeowook protested. Heechul merely patted him on the head.
“Just go to him, Ryeowookie. I came down here to tell you that and you aren’t even going to go up there to see what he has for you,” Heechul waggled a finger in front of Ryeowook’s face. Despite this, he wasn’t going to tease Ryeowook too much. The magnae has a dark side that rarely ever saw daylight and Heechul had seen it in action. His hair had been messed up enough.
“”Alright hyung, I’ll go see what Sungie wants,” Ryeowook put his book down and stood up. He walked away from Heechul and didn’t see his hyung grinning like a maniac.
“Why do you look so happy?” Hankyung asked, coming up from behind the elder male and hugging him.
“Because, Hannie, Ryeowook is going to get the surprise of his life. Now we are going to be quiet and go up there to see exactly what this surprise is. I think I have an idea but I want to be sure,” Heechul smirked.
“We?” Hankyung asked suspiciously. Heechul nodded, a determined look on his face.
“Yes, we. Come on, we might miss it if we wait any longer!” Heechul tugged Hankyung through the kitchen. They climbed the stairs quietly and Heechul ducked when he spotted Ryeowook take a breath before going through the door.
“Come on hurry!” Heechul hissed. He climbed the rest of the stairs quickly, disregarding the noise he was making. Hankyung followed him and the two pushed Yewook’s door open a crack and listened carefully.
Inside the room, Ryeowook was confused. Heechul had said Yesung was here so where was he? Ryeowook walked into the spacious bedroom and looked around. He was about to walk into the adjoining washroom when he spotted something on the bed. He went over and picked up a small note.
Wookie, if you love me, say you love me.
Ryeowook was a little weirded out but obeyed the command.
“Sungie, you know I love you,” Ryeowook said into air. The closet door creaked and Ryeowook jumped backwards. Yesung pushed sweaters, coats and shirts out of his way as he stepped out of the closet. It was official. This was the weirdest thing that had happened to him.
“I love you too, Wookie,” Yesung smiled at his boyfriend. Ryeowook gazed at the one he loved, questions written all over his face. His hand was taken by Yesung’s who kissed it gently. Ryeowook felt his face warm as Yesung’s open, childlike eyes gazed at him.
“What is this about, Sungie?” Ryeowook asked. Yesung smiled at him.
“You know I love you so much. And I know that sometimes it seems like I don’t. But, you’re the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with, Wookie. I want to be the only one you love so deeply,” Yesung reached into his pocket and pulled out a box. Ryeowook’s heart stopped.
“Ye-Yesung…”
“I waited so long for the one I love to enter my life. Now that you have, I want to stay by your side forever. Marry me, Wookie?” Yesung opened the box. A ring that had a gold band with a large diamond in the middle and little diamonds halfway around it shone proudly inside.
Out in the hall, Heechul was bouncing up and down, trying to get a good look at the ring through the barely open door. Hankyung was trying to see past Heechul who kept changing his position. The two were so dead set on seeing the ring that they didn’t notice anything around them.
“What are you doing?”
Heechul jumped and looked behind him to see Eunhyuk staring at him in puzzlement. He looked at Hankyung whose expression was uncannily similar to a cat who’s just been caught with a bird its mouth.
“What’s going on in there?” Donghae asked, trying to see past Heechul.
“Be quiet! If they hear us, we’re dead. Yesung just proposed to Ryeowook. So shut up so I can hear the rest!” Heechul snapped. They were joined at the door by Eunhyuk and Donghae who wanted to hear Ryeowook’s response.
Inside the room, Ryeowook was staring at Yesung, trying to find words to properly express himself. Ryeowook took the ring out of the box and handed it to Yesung.
“Put it on me?” Ryeowook asked. Yesung smiled, and those out in the hall realized that it was a million times brighter than they had ever seen it.
“I assume you say yes,” Yesung beamed at his fiancé.
“You assume correct.”
Eunhyuk gasped and then covered his mouth. Heechul hit him and then pressed his hear to the door to see if the couple inside had heard. Hankyung leaned over top of him to try and look through the crack to see what they were doing and Donghae followed the suit and pressed his ear to the door.
The door was flung open and Heechul, Hankyung and Donghae fell into the room, leaving Eunhyuk standing there and staring at them all. Yesung raised an eyebrow.
“What are you doing standing outside our room?” Ryeowook asked who had just come to the door.
“Hankyung was polishing the doorknob and I was helping him,” Heechul explained as if this was an extremely normal part of his everyday life. Ryeowook looked at him strangely.
“We don’t have a doorknob. It’s a handle,” Ryeowook pointed out. Heechul actually looked at the door for the first time.
“Ah, see that, Hankyung? They have a door handle. Now we don’t have to polish it!” Heechul smiled at his lover before dragging him downstairs.
“And what are you doing up here?” Yesung asked, turning to the Eunhae couple who were trying to sneak away.
“We were just going to bed. It’s now eleven o’clock,” Eunhyuk answered. He seized Donghae and dragged him into their room. Ryeowook stared after them with a confused expression.
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“Good work, Taekyung. You will be rewarded for your services.”
“Thank you, boss.”
“We now have half a plan. Do we have anyone who will carry out the first half? We need three people to do so. You, you and you. All of you will be part of the first half. The second and third parts you may be needed in. We haven’t completely figured out the third stage but that will come in time.”
“Does the first part require firearms?”
“No. Just a sedative. You know your role.”
“I will not fail you.”
“See that you don’t. This is important.”
“Yes, we know, boss.”
“Remember, if you fail this, I will not hesitate to hand your entrails to the sea creatures.”
“You will not have to.”
“See that I don’t.”
“Our other agents have reported back. His friends have not made any mention of visiting within the next three days. I suggest we move then.”
“I agree with you. The day after tomorrow, we move.”
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“KYUHYUN AND SUNGMIN ARE COMING OVER TOMORROW!” Jiyong yelled in Seunghyun’s ear. The taller male smiled and rubbed his ear, pretending that he had lost his hearing. Jiyong pouted then hit Seunghyun gently over the head.
“When did you decide this?” He asked, careful to keep an eye out for any more flying limbs.
“A few days ago when you told the company that they would get Friday off. I called Kyuhyun and told him that we wanted him over,” Jiyong explained. Seunghyun smiled.
“I guess you meant Sungmin too right?”
“Of course I meant Sungmin too! Anyways, I want to decorate the place. And you’re going to help me!”
“What? Why can’t we leave it as it is?”
“Because we’re the hosts and we must make it look as presentable as possible,” Jiyong elaborated. Seunghyun stared at him.
“Why do I feel like this is an excuse to get more decorations and new furniture?” He asked, slightly apprehensive. Jiyong blew air out of his nose.
“Yes, it is. You read me too well. But you love me so you’re going to do this for me. Right Seunghyunnie?” Jiyong kissed his fiancé and grinned.
“You know I can’t say no. But how am I going to help you with decorating?”
“By buying the stuff, of course!”
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Sungmin was cradled in Kyuhyun’s arms, his head tucked into the crook of Kyuhyun’s neck. He wanted to stay like this forever. He could hear Kyuhyun’s heart and the steady beats calmed him. He closed his eyes and breathed in Kyuhyun’s sweet scent. Kyuhyun’s slightly ragged breathing sounded over his head. Sungmin wanted to calm his boyfriend down and knew that Kyuhyun’s flowers were a good calming method.
“Kyuhyun, can you show me your flowers?” Sungmin asked, smiling cutely at his hyung. Kyuhyun’s heart melted. It was all he could do to agree.
“Sure. Where do you want to start?” Kyuhyun asked, gesturing around at the abundance of plant life.
“How about in your room? There’re plants of so many colours!” Sungmin practically squealed. Kyuhyun smiled and kissed the side of Sungmin’s face. His hyung giggled softly. Kyuhyun was pleased that Sungmin was finally opening up and showing the side of him that used to exist.
“Come on then. If we want to be finished before tomorrow morning then we should start now,” Kyuhyun smiled.
“Aren’t we going to go visit G-Dragon and Seunghyun tomorrow?” Sungmin asked. Kyuhyun nodded and held out his hand.
“Which is why we need to get going,” Kyuhyun grinned. Sungmin took his hand and allowed himself to be led towards Kyuhyun’s bedroom. There was a sense of security that Sungmin felt with Kyuhyun’s hand wrapped around his.
The two entered the room and Kyuhyun immediately brought him over to the nearest shelf.
“You know the amaryllis. This is astilbe. It’s a flower kind of like the lupine which is over here. The azalea is mainly found in warm countries but they can grow here. All my camellia’s are here, red, white and pink. I only have red carnations. I have all the chrysanthemum colours.
“My Calla lilies are used mainly for decoration. See the tube like shape? It’s a very decorative plant. You already know the caper flower. The begonias still need to grow a little more. And your alium is right here.”
“What is this one? It’s pretty,” Sungmin pointed at a pink flower.
“That’s a rhododendron.”
“Does it stand for anything?” Sungmin asked. Kyuhyun hesitated a moment.
“It’s supposed to mean danger,” Kyuhyun finally answered. “There’s one of them near the front door,” he added in hopes of distracting Sungmin from thoughts of his past.
Sungmin nodded but didn’t seem bothered by it. Instead he moved on, looking at a long white flower. Kyuhyun answered his question before he could ask it.
“That’s a tuberose. And…” Kyuhyun blushed. Sungmin noticed this and smiled.
“What does it mean?”
“D-d-dangerous pleasure,” Kyuhyun answered. Sungmin turned a faint shade of pink but didn’t waver. Kyuhyun put a red tulip in Sungmin’s hand. His hyung looked up at him.
“What does this mean?” Sungmin asked, for some reason, his heart beating faster.
“A red tulip is a declaration of love…I love you Sungmin,” Kyuhyun said quietly. Sungmin’s eyes grew soft as he gazed at the younger one. He moved forwards and stopped a few inches away from Kyuhyun. The personal space rule didn’t seem to apply anymore.
“If you’re lucky, maybe I love you too,” Sungmin murmured. He looked up at the younger male and noticed just how different this was. Whenever Jiwon got this close he would shy away, afraid of being hit. But Kyuhyun made him feel secure. He made him feel wanted. And Sungmin loved him.
“Am I that lucky?” Kyuhyun asked, a somewhat anxious smile breaking over his face. Sungmin took a couple steps more and his lips were about a centimetre away from Kyuhyun’s. To distract himself from this thought, Sungmin answered Kyuhyun’s question.
“You are that lucky.”
Sungmin moved forward and the distance between their lips vanished. Kyuhyun felt as though every kiss he gave Sungmin was returned to him ten thousand times over. His mouth was on fire and he wanted more, more, more of his hyung.
Sungmin on the other hand felt more loved than he ever had during his entire existence. Something about Kyuhyun made him want to return to him and continue to receive this wonderful feeling. He leaned deeper into the kiss, wanting more, more, more of Kyuhyun.
Neither of them realized they had reached the bed until they were on it, soft kisses and tender touches invading their worlds and making them turn on end. Sungmin couldn’t distinguish one touch from another. Kyuhyun’s lips flowed from his mouth to his throat and back to his mouth again.
Gentle fingers traced his jawline and Sungmin found himself leaning into the touch like a cat. Sparks flew through his body and sent his blood south. Kyuhyun kissed his almost healed cuts lovingly as if to say that with all his flaws, he still was completely in love with him.
His mouth was taken by Kyuhyun again and the fire inside of him grew. Kyuhyun traced his chest lightly. Sungmin felt almost embarrassed by how turned on he was by that simple touch. Kyuhyun kissed him again, his tongue slipping past Sungmin’s lips and exploring the warm cavern.
Sungmin broke the kiss and moved to Kyuhyun’s neck, planting a trail of soft butterfly kisses up the expanse of skin. He felt
Kyuhyun shudder then heard him moan faintly. Sungmin was pleased at the reaction he got and repeated his actions.
“Sungmin, if we don’t stop now, I don’t think I’ll be able to later. I don’t want to hurt you,” Kyuhyun pulled back, panting slightly. Sungmin looked at him, his eyes slightly cloudy. Sungmin reached up and cupped Kyuhyun’s cheek in one hand.
“I don’t want to stop.” The declaration was so soft but so firm that Kyuhyun was startled.
“Minnie, I don’t want to hurt-”
“I trust you,” Sungmin answered simply. He wrapped his arms around Kyuhyun’s neck and pulled him flush against his body. Kyuhyun brushed a few strands of hair out of Sungmin’s eyes and looked at him for any signs of doubt. To his utter surprise, there were none. It was just Sungmin, baring his soul and letting his feelings out through his expression.
“Minnie-” Kyuhyun started to say but Sungmin kissed him, slightly forcefully, silencing him. He shook his head and traced Kyuhyun’s lips with his fingertips.
“Don’t talk, just let it happen,” Sungmin whispered. Kyuhyun felt his heart melt at Sungmin’s words. It truly touched him that his lover trusted him to that point. He kissed Sungmin again but this time it was different; there was passion and need, the want for each other.
Sungmin felt Kyuhyun’s hand slide under his shirt and he welcomed it. He gazed up at Kyuhyun and let him take control. Kyuhyun’s shirt felt rough against his bare chest. He lifted his hands to remove Kyuhyun’s top but his hands were shaking. Kyuhyun kissed his palms and for some reason, this calmed him enough to remove the cloth.
Their skin flamed as the passion between them grew. The silky softness of the other’s body sent Sungmin’s blood directly to that area. Kyuhyun’s hot mouth placed delicate kisses all over Sungmin’s chest. The scars on his body grew hot and Sungmin wondered faintly if he would last at all.
Sungmin felt Kyuhyun’s hands make quick work of his pants. He shivered as the cold air hit him but Kyuhyun’s warm body
dispelled the cold. The bulge in his boxers was enough to make Kyuhyun stop breathing. Sungmin felt pleasurable shivers run up his spine as Kyuhyun ran his fingertips over his clothed length.
“Kyu…” Sungmin gasped. His lover responded by kissing him again. Sungmin felt his throat tighten and the heat surrounding him got almost unbearable. Kyuhyun removed his own pants and Sungmin felt wonderfully dizzy as he gazed at Kyuhyun’s finely sculpted body.
Slowly, he guided Kyuhyun’s hands down to his hips and hooked Kyuhyun’s fingers under the waistband of his boxers. Kyuhyun gently pulled the garment off of the elder male and let them fall to the side. Sungmin smiled, his eyes closing and opening slowly. Kyuhyun pulled off his own boxers and the last article of clothing hit the floor with a soft thud along with all the other discarded clothes.
It was then that Kyuhyun saw the extent of damage that Sungmin had endured. There was a red scar from one shoulder and running diagonal across his torso. There were multiple cuts that had healed with faint marks left behind. Despite it all, Sungmin was still the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Sungmin wrapped his legs around Kyuhyun and brought their naked forms together. Sungmin let his head fall back and a wet tongue traced the shell of his ear. A white hot tingle rushed through his body as Kyuhyun rotated his hips gently against him. Sungmin’s mouth opened in a silent gasp as Kyuhyun repeated the action. He bit his lip and drew in a shaky breath.
Kyuhyun’s fingertips teased over the corner of Sungmin’s mouth and Sungmin parted his lips. As Sungmin let his tongue run over the nimble fingers and he realized just how gentle Kyuhyun was with him. Sungmin sucked on Kyuhyun’s fingers gently, never moving his eyes from his lover’s face. Kyuhyun was watching him with an expression of devotion.
Kyuhyun retracted his fingers from Sungmin’s kiss reddened lips. He pulled back a little and kissed the inside of Sungmin’s knees. He moved his way up, placing kisses here and there, sometimes licking the tender flesh.
He kissed Sungmin’s torso while slowly inserting a finger into his hyung’s opening. Sungmin’s breath hitched. Kyuhyun stroked his length and Sungmin completely forgot there was a finger moving inside of him. Seeing that his hyung was caught in throws of passion, Kyuhyun inserted another finger.
He slowly scissored Sungmin’s opening, watching his lover’s expression for discomfort. He found none; Sungmin was staring at him, his mouth half open and an expression of wondrous bliss on his face.
He bent his fingers slightly and Sungmin gasped and his hips bucked, wanting Kyuhyun to touch that spot again. He mewled slightly, wanting more of that delicious feeling. Kyuhyun allowed himself a small smile before continuing to prepare his hyung.
“Kyu, I’m ready,” Sungmin panted.
“Are you sure, Minnie? I’m-”
“It will hurt no matter what. But I trust you. And I love you, Kyuhyun. So let it happen,” Sungmin kissed his fingertips then put his fingertips on Kyuhyun’s lips. He wanted this, he wanted Kyuhyun inside of him and he wanted to feel their love flow between them. He got his wish.
Kyuhyun positioned himself in front of Sungmin’s entrance and then pushed. Despite the lack of lubrication, it was less painful than Sungmin thought. The pain was still there but somehow it was still less. Sungmin smiled as he felt Kyuhyun enter him completely. There was some difference between Kyuhyun’s length and two slim fingers.
“I’m sorry,” Kyuhyun whispered; his own expression of sorrow flitting across his face. Sungmin shook his head and held him closer.
“I wanted it,” Sungmin breathed. He entwined Kyuhyun’s hand with his own and nodded. Kyuhyun leaned down and kissed him, simultaneously pulling out until only the head of his member still remained in Sungmin. Then he moved back in slowly, rocking their hips together.
Sungmin felt as though he would split in two but it felt so good that he ignored the pain. Kyuhyun changed his angle and hit that special spot deep inside Sungmin. The elder male gasped in delightful pleasure and clung to Kyuhyun tightly. He felt the younger man’s lips at his neck, leaving achingly gentle kisses.
Sungmin’s head fell back as Kyuhyun moved slowly in and out of him. The pleasure he felt whenever Kyuhyun hit his prostate made hot tingles run through his legs, up through his spine, into his arms and down into his chest.
He felt the difference between Kyuhyun and Jiwon and it was amazing. Where Jiwon was fast and rough, partially injuring him in the process and mainly using him for an outlet, Kyuhyun was slow and gentle, treating him as if he might break at any moment and really and truly making love to him.
Sungmin hadn’t understood that when you make love, you actually domake love. Affect each other, arouse and move things. Now he did. It felt as though there was smoke in the room, something was burning between them, the very fire of need.
He saw the flowers hazily over Kyuhyun’s shoulder before they all dissolved. The colors in the room were spinning, flying into one another, red, pink, green, yellow, orange. He was burning, going up in a flurry of pretty flames that raced through his veins, touching each and every part of him, settling into his heart. His love multiplied, fuelled by the raw emotion that was escaping from each of them, making his hands weak against Kyuhyun’s body.
Burning, because the atmosphere was already so hot, and his skin was on fire, and he felt like he was dying in euphoria. He felt as though his heart had married his soul and the two were trying to entangle another in their erotic dance.
“Ah…Kyuhyun…ah,” Sungmin gasped as the pleasure doubled when Kyuhyun put his hand between their bodies and began to stroke Sungmin’s rigid length. And he was on fire. And he was burning, a tongue of white-hot pleasure scoping areas he hadn’t wanted to expose in a long time, revealing his own vulnerability.
Their sweaty bodies were moving together so perfectly in line, their silhouettes moving fluidly with breathtaking ease. Sungmin could no longer tell where he stopped and Kyuhyun started. It felt utterly beautiful not to know his own edges. Tears escaped his eyes as the pleasure rose to an intense level, Kyuhyun still rocking gently into him, albeit a little harder now, his strokes a little less gentle.
Sungmin’s legs tightened on Kyuhyun’s waist and his hands roamed over the younger’s back trying to hold him but failing as his body was overtaken by unadulterated ecstasy. Warmth traveled up from his stomach and rush into his chest, a sign that his release was soon.
“Kyu…please…I…have to…Kyu,” Tears spilled from Sungmin’s eyes as he tried to hold back. Kyuhyun kissed him roughly and then tasted salt as he sucked gently on Sungmin’s sweat covered throat.
“Then do so,” Kyuhyun breathed. A few more strokes on his hard member and Sungmin felt himself start to lose control. His nails scraped Kyuhyun’s back who bit his lip as tremors ran through his body. He wouldn’t be able to last much longer either.
“Kyu,” A violent gasp erupted from Sungmin’s throat and with one more thrust, Sungmin came. His release spattered onto his torso and covered Kyuhyun’s hand and Sungmin was falling, falling, falling into blissful oblivion.
He indistinctly felt Kyuhyun’s slow thrusts become erratic and he soon felt a warm substance spread inside of him. He distantly heard Kyuhyun call his name. A truly happy smile crawled across his face and a comforting weight came to rest on his body.
Kyuhyun was panting hardly and he barely had enough strength to push himself up and pull out of Sungmin. As soon as he did so, he lay beside his hyung and tucked his head into the crook of Sungmin’s neck.
“Are you okay?” Sungmin asked, his eyes closed as he raised his hand and ran his fingers over Kyuhyun’s arm.
“I’ll be fine,” Kyuhyun murmured. He felt so utterly happy. Sungmin reached his hand out and pulled the sheets over them and realized with slightly dazed satisfaction that his hand was still entwined with Kyuhyun’s. Not knowing how but not caring, Sungmin gripped his hand tighter and slipped into a different world where nightmares no longer haunted him.
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