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Christmas special

Christmas comes only once a year

For the cool Casanova of the infamous F4 he was, Christmas was still his favorite time of the year.

This time of the year, girls were searching for boyfriends, men they could escort to lavish dinner parties or ice skating in the park, men who would brag to their friends about how pretty they were and spoil them rotten with presents. It was that time of the year when women were looking for a relationship not one-night stands. And it was really YiJungs favorite time of the year.

Cause deep down inside he had a soft spot for sparkling lights and glittery postcards, the smell of fresh fir trees and imported explosion of red. And because Christmas was the time he could spend with his best fiend.

Since they were free of girls stalking them around and their other two friends were always busy (one with his demanding family and the other one with moping around by himself) they had all their time for themselves. Just the two of them.
So Christmas eve found them alone again in his workshop, sharing a glass of brandy to hold a toast to the year that just past, proclaiming it their best year ever (the same as all before this one), and another one for their missing friends, hoping next year they may join them and yet another one for themselves, to celebrate how great they were. And a few more toasts later, a few more rounds of brandy shared, those were not the only things shared between them.
No, there were also soft, flittering pecks on their cheeks, caresses of their hands and intertwining of their fingers. And as the night progressed, their intimacy went up yet another level, making out wildly on the hard wooden floor, exploring and wanting until they moved into the main house and continued their night in YiJungs private dormitory.

And when the morning came, they were back to being best friends, no embarrassing scenes or harsh words, both doing what they were expected to do and longingly waiting for next Christmas. Again, like all those years since they were hit by puberty, they will spend it alone and together, trying to get as much love as possible to keep them warm all through the year.

Happy Birthday Achih

"Oh come on Severus, get your butt away from the computer and let's go! We're late! I should have never introduced you to muggle contraptions. Now look at you, you silly fanfic adict!"
"Shush, I'm coming, stop shouting! And watch your tone with me, boy! You should respect me, fear me, look up to me, you know?!"
"Yeah, yeah, you big bear! Now let's go. You know she does not have a fireplace and she put up a ton of anti-apparition walls. We have to floo to your great uncle Emerich in Salzburg first, than we're flying south. We wont be just fashionably late, if we don't move now, but MinHo will get his and his lover's butts there before us. And that means alot, since leader's never on time. And don't get me start on DeRo. You know those Germans and their punctuallity. "
"Yes umma, I'm ready, let's go!"
"Oh, dam you, I have to stop you from hanging out at those fan bases. Where has my own greasy mean old warlock gone?!"
"Ha, ha, you know you still love me!"
"Oh, bollocks, you know I do."
.
.
A couple hours later:
"Auch! Severus! How many times do I have to tell you, to let me fly this thing. I know how to land perfectly well by myself, thank you!"
"Agrhtnljubjhb..." mumble.
""Harry!"
"Mhm?"
"Harry...!"
"What...?"
"Look!"
"Oh, dear friend, sorry for literary crashing to your party:)."
"What do you mean crash? We were invited!"
"Well, we were not invited to tear appart her porch. But, nevertheless ... Happy Birthday!"
Snape hummnig allong: "Happy Birthday to you, happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Achih, happy birthday to you!"

ch 3. - once again for achih:)

MinHo's POV:

MinHo knew Hyunjoong was a bit mellow since he lost the bet and he saw how hyung spend most of their time on the other rides thinking about a rematch. He smiled to himself. Hyung was so competitive and such a perfectionist. He couldn't stand loosing or performing badly at anything, no mather what was the challenge or whom he competed with. He knew more about HyunJoong than he was willing to admit ,since he googled him multiple times. First, when he was told they were both casted for Boys Before Flowers. The second time was after the first official introduction of the cast. And after that, he lost track of all the times he was acting like a blushing fangirl, surfing online for everything connected to his co-star and friend. Lately it was becoming an obsession. Whenever he could not see him or hear him, he would look him up on daum, cyworld, hell, he even used all his high school English knowledge to read the SS501 news on allkpop and omona (and a few fics on other livejournal based communities, who knew there were so many). When he went to bed once again at 5 am, not because of his busy schedule, but rather because he was spying on hyung via youtube, he decided to pick up the phone and arrange this outing.

And he was happy he made that call. Neither one of them had this much fun in months (as he was sure it was the same for hyung as it was for him). But he still wanted to cheer up hyung. Who knew when they will be able to get some time off again. They took a few more rides and enjoyed every one of them (specially the bump cars), but he could see how hyung's eyebrows moved sometimes in thoughts, no doubt planning some sort of rematch.
He smiled softly: "Hyung, would you like to make a bet?"
He saw how hyung's eyes lit up (he removed his sun-glasses because of a cloud) and his lips curved in a smile.
"Ya, what kind of bet! What would we do?"
He liked seeing hyung like this, happy and anticipating. There was something innocently erotic about it and he felt a need starting to rise in his chest, stomach and other parts he was rapidly losing control of.
"Well," he began, when he regained his ability to speak," I thought we could piggyback each other? The one who carries the other one longer, will be the winner?" This competition just popped in his head and he thought hyung may like it. (Plus, some more skinship never hurt anyone, ne?)
"Mhm. Ok!" Hyung became really energetic: "Ah, let's start here, at the ZOO entrance?  Jun Pyo can be the judge than," he said, with a straight and serious expression on his face, pouting like a five year old.
MinHo laughed. He was grateful they walked through the ZOO area before or he would have no idea what hyung was talking about. "Ok, but just to be sure of the winner, should we ask someone else to be the judge as well?"
"Ne, we should."

He watched Hyun Joong move rapidly towards a group of high school girls that were following them around the park. "Hi! We have a competition here and need some judges," he smiled broadly. "Would you be willing to help us?"  MinHo was trying so hard not to laugh out-loud by now. Those girls reactions to hyung's presence were priceless. Big eyes got bigger, mouth open, breath caught in their throats, hands shaking when they nodded their consent. And he couldn't stop himself from really grinning like mad, when he realized, that they would sacrifice their souls just to see their oppa whit his eyes open wide, focused on their faces, mouth open, only small gasps of air entering and reaching his lungs and his hands shaking, trembling in utter abandon. But he didn't have to sell his soul (though he was not entirely sure about that, with the way he himself was affected by hyung), all he had to do was confess, and the rest just followed. Aagh, he was so lucky!

Hyung took one of those girls by her elbow and lead her to a point near the railing, then went back and, bowing to her, asked her unni to follow him a little further. The first one was supposed to mark the beginning and the later was to be the judge of who got to carry the other longer. Hyung took this competition as seriously as his stage performances, MinHo fondly grinned to himself.

He was to be the second and hyung wanted to go first. HyunJoong lowered himself and MinHo climbed on his back. Hyung held him tightly around his calves and ran towards the girl waiting at the other end of the designed track, MinHo bouncing on his back, while hyung was letting out small frustrated groans, trying hard to win this time.
He finished when he passed the lion, exhaling deeply: "Agh! JunPyo, like the dinner I brought you?"

Off course everyone laughed. They would not expect anything less from HyunJoong. The distance he ran was quite far, yet still, MinHo wondered if it will be enough for hyung to win. He was perhaps not as strong as him (who worked out all day long), but Hyunjoong was still so skinny, he would be like a feather to lift and easy to carry. He wanted hyung to win this one, but knew better than to lose on purpose.

Only, there was one circumstance he forgot to consider, and no strength or lightness of his cargo could help him win once he realized it. The thing he was unaware of was the fact, that every time hyung bounced on his back, from the moment he climbed on, till the moment he hastily dropped him to the ground, there were a million sparks flying up his spine, warmth spreading over his back and tainting his cheeks. He forgot to include distractions in his calculations, damn, even knowing, that distraction helped him win the first round (hm, a completely different distraction though). So this time hyung won, fair and square, since MinHo was too afraid his hormones would start some reactions he did not want the fans to see or rather, his blush would reveal things he did not want hyung to see. Damn all the pent up sexual tension between them! And damn his weak heart for falling for hyung so rapidly. They had to get out of this park, he decided, and better make it soon. Though, he thought, he could wait a little longer - there was still that promise of an ayego to look forward to. And he spotted a cake house earlier - a perfect place to have that snack, he was suppose to buy as the looser of this round.
"Joongie hyung, let’s go!" he grinned. "It's time for your performance!"

woobin/yijung

Title: Untitled
Pairing: WooBin/YiJung
Rating: Pg-13 (because of some language)
Warnings: angst, suicide attempt
Disclaimer: Don't own BBF or the characters, unfortunately. I'm not making any profit.

He came to that place that nigh to forget. He planned to drown his sorrows in soju and depths of river Han. He wanted to obliviate his past, present and future. He wanted to forget the one person standing in front of him now, trying with all his might to prevent him from jumping.
He told him he was embarrassed of himself, ashamed of his family and their business in front of them, ashamed of what his future held for him. The truth was, he was ashamed of himself and the fact that he could neither admit nor deny his feelings for his best friend.

He told everyone he spent his nights clubbing with different women, taking them home and to his bed, night after night, after night. What he really did was go clubbing every night, so he could be with him for a few more hours, dancing and drinking and felling close and connected. Then he took home random married women, usually so drunk, that come next day, they would be bragging to their friends about their wonderful young lover, unable to remember that he only ever took them from behind, fast and without caresses, even more drunk than them, with soft moans of YiJung on his lips as he came.

And now he was walking on a rail along the busy road over river Han, as drunk as dunk can be, being persuaded once again by that beloved voice, to not forget, to not end, to join him in another night of clubbing. But most of all, to still be his best friend, the one person he could not imagine his life without.

He came of the rail and knew, as he did, that he will spend another night clubbing, another night drinking, another night fucking random women, but most of all, another night wishing, he could love, caress and fuck his best friend, his only solace and biggest despair.


What idols do on their days off - ch. 3

Disclaimer: Don't own or know anyone. It's strictly fiction, no matter what might be desired:). I am not making any money with this fics.
Rating: PG/PG-13 (still not good with this and t's allready ch3:()

MinHo's POV:

MinHo knew Hyunjoong was a bit mellow since he lost the bet and he saw how hyung spend most of their time on the other rides thinking about a rematch. He smiled to himself. Hyung was so competitive and such a perfectionist. He couldn't stand loosing or performing badly at anything, no mather what was the challenge or whom he competed with. He knew more about HyunJoong than he was willing to admit ,since he googled him multiple times. First, when he was told they were both casted for Boys Before Flowers. The second time was after the first official introduction of the cast. And after that, he lost track of all the times he was acting like a blushing fangirl, surfing online for everything connected to his co-star and friend. Lately it was becoming an obsession. Whenever he could not see him or hear him, he would look him up on daum, cyworld, hell, he even used all his high school English knowledge to read the SS501 news on allkpop and omona (and a few fics on other livejournal based communities, who knew there were so many). When he went to bed once again at 5 am, not because of his busy schedule, but rather because he was spying on hyung via youtube, he decided to pick up the phone and arrange this outing.

And he was happy he made that call. Neither one of them had this much fun in months (as he was sure it was the same for hyung as it was for him). But he still wanted to cheer up hyung. Who knew when they will be able to get some time off again. They took a few more rides and enjoyed every one of them (specially the bump cars), but he could see how hyung's eyebrows moved sometimes in thoughts, no doubt planning some sort of rematch.
He smiled softly: "Hyung, would you like to make a bet?"
He saw how hyung's eyes lit up (he removed his sun-glasses because of a cloud) and his lips curved in a smile.
"Ya, what kind of bet! What would we do?"
He liked seeing hyung like this, happy and anticipating. There was something innocently erotic about it and he felt a need starting to rise in his chest, stomach and other parts he was rapidly losing control of.
"Well," he began, when he regained his ability to speak," I thought we could piggyback each other? The one who carries the other one longer, will be the winner?" This competition just popped in his head and he thought hyung may like it. (Plus, some more skinship never hurt anyone, ne?)
"Mhm. Ok!" Hyung became really energetic: "Ah, let's start here, at the ZOO entrance?  Jun Pyo can be the judge than," he said, with a straight and serious expression on his face, pouting like a five year old.
MinHo laughed. He was grateful they walked through the ZOO area before or he would have no idea what hyung was talking about. "Ok, but just to be sure of the winner, should we ask someone else to be the judge as well?"
"Ne, we should."

He watched Hyun Joong move rapidly towards a group of high school girls that were following them around the park. "Hi! We have a competition here and need some judges," he smiled broadly. "Would you be willing to help us?"  MinHo was trying so hard not to laugh out-loud by now. Those girls reactions to hyung's presence were priceless. Big eyes got bigger, mouth open, breath caught in their throats, hands shaking when they nodded their consent. And he couldn't stop himself from really grinning like mad, when he realized, that they would sacrifice their souls just to see their oppa whit his eyes open wide, focused on their faces, mouth open, only small gasps of air entering and reaching his lungs and his hands shaking, trembling in utter abandon. But he didn't have to sell his soul (though he was not entirely sure about that, with the way he himself was affected by hyung), all he had to do was confess, and the rest just followed. Aagh, he was so lucky!

Hyung took one of those girls by her elbow and lead her to a point near the railing, then went back and, bowing to her, asked her noona to follow him a little further. The first one was supposed to mark the beginning and the later was to be the judge of who got to carry the other longer. Hyung took this competition as seriously as his stage performances, MinHo fondly grinned to himself.

He was to be the second and hyung wanted to go first. HyunJoong lowered himself and MinHo climbed on his back. Hyung held him tightly around his calves and ran towards the girl waiting at the other end of the designed track, MinHo bouncing on his back, while hyung was letting out small frustrated groans, trying hard to win this time.
He finished when he passed the lion, exhaling deeply: "Agh! JunPyo, like the dinner I brought you?"

Off course everyone laughed. They would not expect anything less from HyunJoong. The distance he ran was quite far, yet still, MinHo wondered if it will be enough for hyung to win. He was perhaps not as strong as him (who worked out all day long), but Hyunjoong was still so skinny, he would be like a feather to lift and easy to carry. He wanted hyung to win this one, but knew better than to lose on purpose.

Only, there was one circumstance he forgot to consider, and no strength or lightness of his cargo could help him win once he realized it. The thing he was unaware of was the fact, that every time hyung bounced on his back, from the moment he climbed on, till the moment he hastily dropped him to the ground, there were a million sparks flying up his spine, starting at the point his body met hyung's at every bounce. He forgot to include distractions in his calculations. So this time hyung won, fair and square, since MinHo was too afraid his hormones would start some reactions he did not want the fans to see. Damn all the pent up sexual tension between them! They had to get out of this park, he decided, and better make it soon. Though, he thought, he could wait a little longer - there was still that promise of an ayego to look forward to. And he spotted a cake house earlier - a perfect place to have that snack, he was suppose to buy as the looser of this round.
"Joongie hyung, let’s go!" he grinned. "It's time for your performance!"


What idols do on their days off

Disclaimer: Don't own or know anyone, so I apologize If I offend anyone with my writing. It's strictly fiction accept a few more outrageously funny things - those tend to be inventions of this korean guy named Kim HyunJoong:) (and will be, when directly cited, written in italics). Oh, and don't own Everland (go figure). And am not making any money with this fics.


He came to Everland on time and looked around for MinHo. It seemed he wasn't there yet, so he went closer to the entrance and stood waiting in the shadow provided by the massive columns. He spotted hyung about ten minutes later, getting out of the car wearing anything but fan protecting gear. He wore fashionable tight jeans and a v-neck t-shirt (a deep cut v neck, an attention seeking v neck (AN: the one from facebook page, that my only reader can't set as her desktop picture for fear of being too distracting:))) and a  broad grin on his face as an accessory. HyunJoong felt his breath hitch and his pulse speed to unknown frequency. He had to admit, he appreciated the outfit. But when MinHo approached, he still found the strenght to reproach him like a good older brother should:
"Yah, what are you wearing?! Have you never been here before? The fans will tear us apart now!"
A very surprised MinHo was just staring at him with this innocent expression that said "I have no idea what you are talking about". He somehow felt disarmed: "Ah, never mind, you have clearly never been here."
"No, It's my first time, really."
Right, that was a bit unexpected. "Is it really cold in there? Are we going to some hunted mansion or something? Can I borrow your hoodie if it gets too cold?" Ouch, even more clueless than myself, thought HyunJoong, and grinned.
"Nah, it's ok. We just won't get any alone time now. Next time, you have to wear some kind of costume when you go to an amusement park, remember that, ok?"
If he could read the younger boys mind, he would have seen, that he was still stuck at the "alone time" line. Everything beyond that seemed to have gotten lost in his foggy brain. 
Now they were here, they had to decide what to see first. And HyunJoong new exactly where he wanted to go. The young one's glazed look didn't go unnoticed by him, though it might have seemed that way. He grabbed MinHo by the hand and chose a bee-line towards the toilette facilities, this time really being careful to not let the fans see them.
MinHo hasn't been able to catch his breath after the short, but quick, walk yet, when he felt hyung's hot mouth covering his own in a tiny space away from the curious crowd. After a rather long make out session, HyunJoong finally released him and grinned. "Right, now where do you want to go?"
When he realized, that MinHo really had no idea where he wanted to go, and honestly, being far more romantic than hyung, cared for nothing more than to spend an hour or two together, HyunJoong decided for the both of them. "Right... Let's see... Let's go there" He pointed to the scariest ride in the whole park, the gigantic roller-coaster. The last time he went there it was with buin and he still wondered how he could have lost that silly bet. But making bets being his addiction, he couldn't really help himself:
"Ya, Min, (did I just call him Min?!), do you want to make a bet?"
"A bet? Hm, sure, what did you have in mind?"
He smiled a mischievous smile. He's been to the ride before (not to mention all the other scary rides in this park), he should be able to do this: "How about we must not scream the entire ride?"
MinHo was really so innocent, he thought, not really knowing the ride, he still went along with it:
"Ok. What do we bet for?"
"Hm, how about the looser has to perform an ayego at the park entrance, hm?"
MinHo blushed, but agreed, and HyunJoong was really excited. There weren't many things in this world that he loved more than bets... well, maybe the 369 or rock-paper-scissors games, but at the moment, the bet (and the previous snogging session) made his day.
They went for the ride, all the way chased by a large crowd of fans, who finally recognized their favorite flower boys and haven't given them a moment of peace ever since. During the ride HyunJoong questioned himself numerous times, why he kept getting himself in this stupid bets he was never able to win. He had to admit, even if just to himself, that he was a coward at heart and he wanted to scream his lungs out after the first ten seconds. But his competitive nature forced him to clap his mouth together, grit his teeth and put on a somewhat brave face (somewhat being the key word here). He was going crazy, but MinHo didn't even flinch. Oh man, he really hated acting cute and especially in such a public place. That punishment was meant for MinHo.  And truth be told, he didn't wish that to punish him, he just really wanted to see his cute act. He hated acting cute, but loved watching his loved ones perform.
The only problem was, that MinHo wanted to see his ayego too, and was not going too utter a sound until he saw it, and than those will not be screams of fear, he believed. He has seen his cute act on-line and knew, hyung, being quite too busy and not interested in that, hasn't learned another one, so it will be something he has seen a hundred times, but it will be so much fun!

It went up and down, the ride. He was trully scared. But he sooo wanted to win, so he clenched his teeth together and prayed. He knew MinHo was just as afraid, since he hardly stopped himself from jumping in his arms during the ride. And if anyone asked, that was the only reason why he was now, one climb before the end of the ride, tightly holding the
younger one's hand, clutching it like his life depended on it. Ne, of course it was his concern for his younger brother (or whatever he was now), that made him hold his hand and not the fact, that he was scared to death when he saw what was ahead of them. But still, no mather how freaky the ride got, no one uttered a sound, until something unexpected and totaly unfair (at least in his oppinion) happened just before the end. The ride was about to drive back to starting point, when a bee flew past him, circled his head and sat on his shoulder. That was the final straw. He jumped in his seat and squeaked like a little girl, turning to MinHo for protection: "Aagh, help me! I fear bees the most. Yah, get it out of here. Get her away from me! Save me!"

And than he heard another scream, not coming from him this time and a tone deeper than the one he produced. "Ah, I guess he got influenced by his character too," he thought. But than he noticed that there was something wrong with the sound of that scream. It wasn't exactly a scream of horror. Wait, it sounded more like a scream of joy, one that has by now turned into a loud laughter. He opened his eyes (he had no idea when he closed them) and saw, that while he was panicking about the bug, the ride has ended and MinHo's laughs were his expression of victory. That totally ruined his victory track record. And once again, he'll be performing his ayego in this park. Oh, well, at least the fans will be happy, he thought.

TBC...

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Note:
I have used hyung once or tvice for MinHo, though I know he's younger. But, as I don't speak Korean, I don't know a better way of addressing him. If anyone does, help is welcome.

Ayego - not sure about the spelling, according to translations, a cute act - a funny, cute act, something you show when you want to be cute (can see HyunJoong's in WGM ep. 26, part 2)
Everland - Everland and Lotte World are two of Seoul's amusement parks where HyunJoong seems to find himself everytime someone want's an outside interview:). Has manny rides and a zoo:)

What idols do on their days off

Disclaimer: Definitely don't own Kim Hyun Joong or Lee Min Ho (sigh), they belong to themselves, their families and their managers (not necessary in that order, depending on their contracts). I just borrowed them for the purpose of my twisted imagination, cause they're gorgeus.

Sequel to Hectic Haptic

Chapter 1

Hyun Joong finaly managed to get some time off from his duties, and was enjoying a slow sunday breakfast with his younger brothers. Though there was still a bit of tension betwen him, Baby and Mal, it was disappearing rather quickly after the end of Haptic Mission. No one bothered to ask why though - the two culprits were too happy since it seemed that they were off the hook and YoungSaeng and Kyu were just too absorbed in each other to notice anything going on around them. That's why no one noticed how much brighter leader's eyes got, when he answered his ringing phone (no need for starlight lenses this time, to create special effects). They did notice his usual SNSD (they suspected he still had a bit of a crush on TIffany) tune changed to T-Max's Almost Paradise though, but knowing leaders notorious strange thinking, they just went on with their activities - namely, feeding each other breakfast (Saeng and Kyu) or bickering (Mal and Baby).

When he saw who the call was from, he quickly retired to his room (ah, the privilege of finally being famous enough to afford an apartment with at least 3 rooms and five beds (not that they always needed them;) )). He hasn't spoken to MinHo since he came from the hospital. MinHo came to visit a few times when he was there, but it was awkward and he stopped coming after HyunJoong's manager started complaining about too manny screaming fans outside the hospital with just one flower boy in it, without adding another. And now he was calling him on a sunday morning. He was really curious.
"Hello."
"Ya, MinHo hyung! How are you?"
"Ahm, fine, thanks. How are you? Feeling better?"
"Ah, yes, much better, kamsahamnida." For some reason he felt nervous and started using a rather formal speech.
"I was wondering... Are you busy this afternoon?"
He thought for a while. There were no activities for this afternoon as far as he knew, but he didn't want to sound too excited either, so he took his time responding: "Me? No, I don't think I am. You want to hang out?"
"Where would you want to go? A bar? Karaoke?"
"Amusement park! I havent been in such a long time (a whole mont at least)! Lets go to Lotte World!" He suddenly remembered the Gu Jun Pyo lion there: "I want you to meet someone there!" he smiled mischievously.

He aranged to meet MinHo in an hour at the main entrance . Now all he had to do, was think of a disguise. The Pooh Bear costume was too notorious by now to be of any real use, other than his enjoyment, and so was his favourite rainbow colored wig. Ah, he was really sad because of the Pooh costume. He wished he could at least wear it once in Seoul. Ah!! Well, he thought, it will probably have to wait till they go to, hmm, ...Europe, so he can wear it again. Or Ghana. (Well, it had a nice sound to it and they raised hyenas as livestock, so why not?:).) Ah, or when he became a space pirate, wathever came first. Should he just wear it to Everland?
After a long thought he finally decided on his favorite winter hoodie and pilot sunglasses pushing the hood of his sweater (of course his favorite one, he wore all the time and was more notorious than all his other oufits, and was far from being Neo, New,...) over his head to top it all. (Never mind it was june and it was getting kind of warm.) He truly hoped hyung will be sensible enough to wear something too. The fans at this amusement park seemed to be the most clever of them all. Somehow they always recognized him (and he had no idea how).

TBC...

AN: I'm still rather new to this fandom (and lucky for me, so is my only reader so far:),  so I just recently  found out, that the SS501 boys don't live together any more. But for the sake of this fiction, let's presume they occasionaly stay at some DSP entertainmert house I saw some fan mention somewhere, k?
And, the exact days and how events followed may be a little off as well, sorry:)
All the people mentioned in this fic beside Min Ho and Hyun Joong are members of Hyun Joong's group SS501, for those that may not know it yet:).

Hectic Haptic

Or what comes out of watching too much of Haptic mission Thank you concert, and having a perverted mind :) :
min ho/hyun joong one shot :) (a bi se temu lahko reklo minjoong?), rating ... R?

Disclaimer: Definitely don't own Kim Hyun Joong or Lee Min Ho (sigh), they belong to themselves, their families and their managers (not necessarily in that order, depending on their contracts). I just borrowed them for the purpose of my twisted imagination, cause they're gorgeous.
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Haptic Misson Thank You Concert

There was some tension between them back on the set of Boys Over Flowers, and he did feel an unusual attraction toward the slightly older boy on occasion, but he blamed it mostly on the fact, that with that long bleached hair , he often looked so girlish and he just loved girls with long golden hair... Right, who was he kidding.

When he was watching him on stage now, performing with all that passion, though he hasn't slept in like a week and only ate a few rice crackers, he was captivated. He found it hard to keep his eyes off of him. And than that dance move... Oh, what a body. What he felt first was surprise, he had no idea that that skinny boy could have such strong chest and arms. Than, he had to admit, he felt a little bit of jealousy, cause, let's face it, when did he get that body and have girls swoon over something other than his smile (a killer smile btw). And than he could no longer ignore the fact, that those were not the feelings that made his pants feel somewhat too tight.

That was the last performance of the night and they were supposed to have some ceremony right afterward, so it took him all the strength he had, to push those thoughts out of his mind and act somewhat collected on the stage, all the time thinking of the sparkly, shiny, way too revealing top that was now replaced by a stylish suit that did nothing to make him forget the previous image. But later, when he was back in his dressing room, he thought back on all those months of filming and all the joined fan-meetings, CFs and other stuff they did together, and no longer knew how to proceed.

When he first came to replace Bummy as a new worker, he could feel that hyung was not too excited (that being even an understatement), but as time passed and he was set to work with Joon, it looked as he had accepted his presence and adapted to his previous behavior towards him, the one they had before the off screen screw up. Being nice to him, even helping him out with his singing and magic practice. And he thought that they could move on, go back to being friends and all would be fine. But after this night, he was pretty sure his feelings were not so friendly, never were and probably never will be. And he decided, that if that was the last thing he did, he just had to act on his impulses and do something, anything or maybe just tell him.

And that is how 10 minutes later he found himself standing in front of Hyun Joong's changing room, gently rapping on his door.
"Aniyo! Who is it?"
"It's me hyung. May I come in?"
"Min Ho- ah? Ya! Why are you knocking? Just come in."

He opened the door hesitantly and instantly wished he didn't. HyunJoong hyung was across the room from the door, obviously changing, cause he was standing there in his pink T-shirt, pulling his tight jeans over one of his legs, leaving Min Ho with a direct view of his behind, clad in only his Elmo boxers.
"Come in and close the door will you, please. I had enough trouble getting rid of all those fangirls before I came here, and really don't want to have my underwear fashion as the main topic on Daum tomorrow." He flashed him his brilliant smile after he finished, so Min Ho new he was not really annoyed with him standing there, he wordlessly slipped in and closed the door.

"So, what brought you here?" (Another smile.)
"Ah. I wanted to talk to you about something." He felt himself blush.
"Mhm?"
"Right." And now, he was flashing nervous smiles. "I was wondering, are we ok? I mean after what happened on the set?"
"Ne. What happened on the set?"
"Ah. Well..., remember..., me..." And then he noticed hyung grinning at him. Right, of course he remembered. He guessed it was kind of hard to forget one of your co-stars feeling you up, no mather how drunk they were (and the fact that it was you who got them so drunk).
"Don't worry, that was just what you felt like doing in that moment. Plus, you couldn't know how well I can hold my liquor before you entered the contest. I am, in the end, the king of soju drinking." Smiling again.
"Mhm." He got really nervous now, smiling shyly.
"Ya! Don't worry so much. "
How could he be so cool about this, Min Ho thought. Sure, with YoungSaeng and Kyu Jong being an item and displaying their love around freely (at least to those behind the scenes), he was probably used to seeing two guys love each other and exchange advances, but still... This was about how he felt, when he was the one being advanced by a guy. Was he terrified? Appalled? Excited? Pleased? (Just wishful thinking, probably.)

"Ya! Hyung! Why shouldn't I worry?" He took a deep breath: "I didn't do it because I was drunk, you know?"
"Ne. I know." Hyun Joong has dropped his jeans by now and was slowly, leisurely moving closer to Mih Ho.
"You know?"
"Ye. I've known all along. But I'm sorry, I couldn' do anything about it," he honestly apologized.
"Ah. It's ok, I know you don't feel the same. You have hots for DamBi right?" Again a nervous smile. "I saw the way you were looking at her earlier."
"Ne. I do like DamBi. She's hot. But that's not why I wasn't able to do anything about your feelings."
Now he was standing so close, that Min Ho could almost feel his breath on his face when he was speaking, but still being so ignorant and not even looking at him.
"No?"
"Aniyo. I was involved with someone at the time. And I promised him I'll stay loyal when I'm away."
Min Ho found it increasingly hard to form words or process the new found information when he was standing so close, his hands starting to play with his own.
"But now, I don't have to keep that promise anymore." MinHo's eyes went wide, wider than any eyelid glue could ever make them. He saw how HyunJoong looked at him, blinked once, idly, and then all he was aware of were his lips on his, gently kissing, leaving a tingling, he couldn't just blame on the fact, that hyung has once again forgotten to use some lip-gloss and moisten his chapped lips.

What started of as a chaste drama like kiss, soon turned far more passionate. Way more than the Gu Jun Pyo/Jan Di kiss the director decided to cut, so not to corrupt the minds of innocent young fangirls. It was a struggle forl MinHo, to not touch Joong, caress his muscular arms and his slender hips. Only his insecurities were holding him back. And that's when he felt a pair of warm hands sliding down his back, cupping his behind, strong thighs pressed firmly against his own and something equally hard pressing into his painful groin.

From than on it was all like a blur. A mess of moans and tangled limbs, of them both coming soon and ,at least in his case, stronger than ever before. Next time he was aware of himself and his surroundings, they were lying on the floor of HyunJoong's changing room, both covered in sweat, smiling goofyly at each other.  He was sated, but tired, and he was all up for it, when he felt Joongie snuggle closer to him.
"You know, you shoul really eat more. You are all bones." He felt a real need to protect him all of a sudden.
"Mhm. Will eat with you, ok? Promise."
"Ye," he smiled.
They lay there quietly for a while, but there was one thing that still bothered MinHo.
"Ya! What changed your mind about being loyal?"
"Nothing. I'm still a one guy at a time person." Hyunjoong smiled slowly.
"Ah. You broke up?" He just nodded.
"The other night, when we worked till late...? I came home at night and found him doing it with Mal on the living-room sofa."
"That's why you were depressed?"
"Mhm."
"And now?"
"Well, sex sure helps better than sleeping pills," he grinned.
"What about DamBi?"
"Ah. Well I really like her, and I tend to get what i like. ..."
"Right."
"But for the moment, I guess I like you better. Now, sleep, cause we only have some 30 minutes left. Than the horrible lady with the camera might come and try to wake me up," he blinked. "Or my manager will come get me, because my rest is over."
And with everything out in the open (literary), MinHo decided he migh as well get some sleep himself.