Title; I For You
Chapter; Chapter 23
Author;
hunni23
Rating; NC-17
Pairing; girl!Donghae/guy!Hyukjae, KyuMin, KangTeuk, HanChul
Warning; Gender switch, HS!AU
Notes; 137 pages/50,500+ words. This is forprincess_jaded , who i love very much! So much that I saved the KyuMin for her~ Sorry, there's probs alot of errors through this, I rushed most of it.
Summary; "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
Fics Archive
( Prologue )( Chapter 1 )( Chapter 2 )
( Chapter 3 )( Chapter 4 )( Chapter 5 )
( Chapter 6 )( Chapter 7 )( Chapter 8 )
( Chapter 9 )( Chapter 10 )( Chapter 11 )
( Chapter 12 )( Chapter 13 )( Chapter 14 )
( Chapter 15 )(Chapter 16 )( Chapter 17 )
( Chapter 18 )( Chapter 19 )( Chapter 20 )
( Chapter 21 )( Chapter 22 )
Chapter 23
By Renee
The closer Donghae got to the bathroom the more nervous she got. As she approached the door, she tried to focus on the noises coming from within. Donghae’s brow furrowed when a low moan broke through the silence of the dark hall.
Hurriedly she gripped the handle, eyes wide she tried to open the locked door. A loud gasp reached her ears and she stepped away from the piece of wood.
Zhou Mi roughly pushed herself away from Kyuhyun as the door handle was shaken. “Fuck,” she whimpered, hot tears filling her eyes, “Fuck. What the fuck are we doing? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She stepped away further from the other, fingers tangling roughly in her hair, “Fuck.”
Kyuhyun eyed the door wearily, “‘Mi, chill. Just say you’ll be out in a minute, they’ll go away.”
Zhou Mi rounded on Kyuhyun, eyes narrowed angrily, “Do you have no heart?!” she hissed, “What we just did is so fucking wrong. I’m so fucking stupid for letting it get that far!” she snapped, her voice trembling, “Do you honestly not think about how this –us will effect Sungmin?!”
Kyuhyun smirked and rolled his eyes, “You have no idea…”
“What!?” Zhou Mi barked, eyes wide. A few tears trickled down her cheeks and she wiped them away roughly. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Kyuhyun remained silent, blank look over his features. “Do you honestly have nothing to say?” Zhou Mi hissed angrily.
When Kyuhyun didn’t reply, Zhou Mi shoved him angrily to the side and yanked the door leading to Sora’s room open, “Fuck you.” she spat and slammed the door shut.
Donghae ran from the hall and into Sora’s room, only to run into a teary eyed Zhou Mi, “‘Hae…” she whimpered, tears spilling over. Donghae rushed over and wrapped her arms around Zhou Mi, cupping her head against her neck, “Shh… shh… calm down,” she soothed, stroking Zhou Mi's back.
“‘Hae, I’ve done something bad…” she whimpered out in Chinese. “I know,” Donghae whispered, “I know, don’t worry. We’ll sort everything out, we will.”
Zhou Mi nodded mutely against her neck, sniffles muffled against her shoulder. “I’m sorry…”
“I know.”
Kyuhyun straightened out his shirt and left the bathroom through the other door. He couldn’t say he didn’t feel guilty, because that would be a lie. He felt incredibly guilty, but he just couldn’t stop himself, Zhou Mi was everything he’d ever wanted.
“Kyu?” Kyuhyun looked up to see Sungmin standing at the end of the hall, worried expression over his features. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah, everything’s fine.” He said, wrapping his arm around Sungmin's waist, “Let’s go to bed.”
“What about everyone else?”
“They’ll be fine, let’s go to the room.” Kyuhyun lead Sungmin through the lounge and past the kitchen, until the pair reached the main room.
Sungmin stepped in before Kyuhyun, moving over to sit on the edge of the bed, “Kyu, is something wrong?” Sungmin asked wearily. Kyuhyun shook his head, sitting down beside his boyfriend. He leant in and met Sungmin halfway for a kiss, the others lips moulding to his with ease.
Sungmin moved his hands up to rest on Kyuhyun's shoulders, tongue slipping past the barrier. Slowly Sungmin kneaded Kyuhyun's shoulders, “Kyu, you seem tense…” he commented, breaking the kiss, but not stilling his hands.
“I’m fine, seriously.” He forced a smile and pulled Sungmin closer, sealing their lips back together.
Hyukjae and Siwon shared a look as Sungmin and Kyuhyun slipped through the lounge room, the pair not giving them a second glance. “They aren’t coming back, are they?” Siwon asked.
“Probably not.” Hyukjae answered, turning back to the TV. “I’m not even gonna’ think about what they are gonna’ do in my parents bed.” Siwon's winced and squeezed his eyes shut. “Thanks for that…” he groaned.
Hyukjae craned his head back to look at the clock, “It’s almost one. Did you wanna’ just head to bed? It looks like everyone else has bailed.” He sighed, “I’m guessing ‘Hae and Zhou Mi are locked away in one of the other rooms, doing whatever girls do.” He chuckled and flopped over the arm of the couch, arm stretching out in a futile attempt to get the TV remote.
Siwon's brow furrowed in amusement, as he watched Hyukjae's fingers flex out toward the object, “Do you realize you’re making something so easy, look so hard.” He laughed, standing up from his place on the floor and snatching up the remote.
He handed it to a grinning Hyukjae, “Here.” Grin not budging, Hyukjae switched off the TV and got up from the couch. The pair made their way down the hall.
Hyukjae pushed his door open expecting to see the girls in there, giggling away at something random, but he was met with silence. “There not in here…” he stated, turning to Siwon. The other shrugged and turned to Sora’s room. “They’re probably in there.” He said, wandering over and pushing open the door.
They were met with the sight of Zhou Mi and Donghae curled up in the centre of Sora’s bed, Zhou Mi curled up to Donghae's side, tears slipping out the corner of her closed eyes. “Is everything okay…?” Hyukjae asked, breaking the silence.
Zhou Mi's eyes flew open and she sat up, hands wiping at her eyes roughly. “Y-Yes… everything’s f-fine…” she stuttered, trying in vain to wipe away the ever present tears. Donghae sat up also, hand resting on her friends shoulder, “She’ll be okay,” she confirmed.
The pair standing in the doorway didn’t look convinced. “What’s up?” Donghae asked, shifting to a more comfortable position on the bed, “Where’s Kyu and Min?”
“They ran off to the bedroom…” Hyukjae shuddered, tongue poking out in disgust.
Siwon snorted, “They looked pretty eager too.”
A small hiccup escaped Zhou Mi’s lips and a fresh batch a tears sprung from her eyes, Donghae’s brow furrowed and she wrapped her arms around Zhou Mi, “Shh… Shh… stop crying, its not worth it.” she soothed.
“Is this about, what I think its about?” Hyukjae asked cautiously, Donghae’s eyes narrowed and she mouthed a sharp ‘later’ at her boyfriend. Hyukjae’s mouth snapped shut and he looked to the ground.
“‘Mi, will you be okay in here with Siwon? I could stay if you wanted…” Donghae asked, well aware of Hyukjae’s tensing shoulders. Zhou Mi shook her head, hands coming up to wipe at her eyes, “I’ll be fine.” she sniffled, “Go do whatever you two do.” she chuckled, sparing a glance at Hyukjae standing in the doorway.
Donghae gave Zhou Mi another quick hug and got up from the bed, leaning down briefly to press a light kiss to her forehead, “Everything will be fine, don’t worry.” she whispered. With that she skipped over to the door and snatched up Hyukjae’s hand, dragging him from the room.
After the loud bang signalling the room across the halls’ door slamming, Siwon wandered over to the bed. “Are you sure everything’s okay?” he asked, reaching over to the bedside table to snatch up a few tissues from the brightly coloured box.
Zhou Mi nodded mutely, “I’ll be fine.” she whispered, accepting the offered tissues.
“If you need to talk, I’d be happy to listen.” he stuttered out in broken Chinese, gentle smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Zhou Mi looked up from the scrunched up tissue in her hands, “You’re sweet.” she smiled, “Your mandarin is good, how long have you been studying?”
“Uh, since I was about ten.” Siwon shifted on the bed, hugging one of the pillows to his chest. “I’m not that great at it, though. I’m only doing it ‘cause my father said it would help me in the future.” he admitted, awkward smile over his lips.
Zhou Mi’s brow furrowed, “You don’t like your father?”
“Oh no, I love him. It’s just, everything is about the company, I hardly have anytime to be a kid.” he sighed, “But it’s okay, I like working.” he grinned. Zhou Mi’s face softened, “If you don’t want to learn it, you shouldn’t have to.”
Siwon hummed in agreement, “Yeah, I know.”
The pair fell into a comfortable silence, “You know, you never answered my question before.” Zhou Mi visibly tensed, “I don’t want you to think bad of me,” she stuttered out, eyes avoiding contact with Siwon’s.
“I wont judge you,” Siwon stated, “Zhou Mi I really like you, I don’t think I could think bad of you.” he admitted sheepishly, a dark blush spread over both of their faces. “Uh, well… this would make you think differently.” Zhou Mi said, teeth wearing at her bottom lip.
“Try me.” Siwon chuckled.
So Zhou Mi did, spilling everything out from the music room to what had just happened in the bathroom. Tears slipping from her eyes occasionally, “…I feel so guilty.” she finished, “Sungmin-Sungmin trusts me, he-what would he think if he ever found out?” she sniffled.
Siwon’s brow furrowed thoughtfully, “I don’t know, I don’t think it would be good though,” he chuckled lightly. In an instant his face turned serious again, “I don’t know if you know this, but Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s relationship is very odd. They’ve been on and off for a few weeks now. I think… I think something may have happened, or maybe they just aren’t right for each other. I don’t know…”
“How do you know?” Zhou Mi asked, brow furrowed.
“Uh, I kinda’ overheard them talking the other day.” he admitted, “They thought they were alone in the locker rooms, but I’d just finished my workout and was getting ready to go home. They were yelling pretty loudly at each other and I heard and went to see what was wrong. Kyuhyun was yelling at Sungmin for doing something and Sungmin was denying it, I don’t have any idea what it was though…”
A confused pout formed over Zhou Mi’s lips, “I wonder what was up with them?” when she received back no reply, she looked to Siwon to see him staring at her, jaw slacked. “Are you okay?” she giggled.
Siwon’s eyes squeezed shut and he shook his head lightly, “Y-Yeah, everything’s fine.” he stuttered awkwardly, Zhou Mi continued to giggle at the nervous display. “You’re cute,” she grinned.
A dark blush formed over Siwon’s cheeks, “T-Thank you?”
“You’re welcome.” she smirked, “Siwon, I like talking to you. You’re a good listener.”
Siwon smiled nervously, “Heh, thanks. I’m happy to listen anytime.” he admitted sheepishly. Zhou Mi shuffled back until her back was pressed up against the headboard, “Siwon, do you believe in soul mates?”
Siwon’s brow furrowed yet again, “Uh, it depends I suppose.” he said thoughtfully, “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know… it’s just, all this shit that’s been happening lately has got me thinking.” Zhou Mi sighed, “I just want to be happy.”
Siwon nodded, smiling gently. “I’m sure the right person for you will come around, just be patient.” he comforted, hand coming to rest on her knee. Zhou Mi shivered lightly at the gentle touch, a nervous smile flittering over her features.
Siwon shifted on the bed until he was sitting directly beside Zhou Mi, “I know I said it before, but I do really like you Zhou Mi. A lot.”
Zhou Mi bit her bottom lip nervously, “I like you too.” she stuttered, continuing to stare at the purple pillow resting in her lap. Slowly, Siwon’s hand raised and gently cupped her jaw, turning her face so she was looking at him. “You shouldn’t bite your lips, they’ll bleed.” he said, thumb stroking over her lower lip.
Ever so gently, Siwon leant in and pressed his lips to Zhou Mi’s. A small gasp slipping from Zhou Mi’s parted lips. Zhou Mi lifted her hand and rested it over Siwon's, pressing forward into the kiss.
Slowly, Siwon lowered Zhou Mi back until she was laying down flat against the bed, his hands massaging her hips gently. They broke apart, eyes locked. “Zhou Mi, would you like to go out with me this Sunday?”
Zhou Mi swallowed nervously, “Y-Yes.” She smiled nervously, hand slipping down from where it was resting on Siwon's cheek. “Good,” he grinned back, pressing their lips back together.
Donghae let Hyukjae lead her over to the bed, “So, now that I’ve finally got you alone…” Hyukjae whispered, breath puffing against Donghae's neck, “What do you wanna’ do?” Donghae grinned and ran her fingers through Hyukjae's hair, her hand coming to rest against the back of his head.
She tilted it back, “Lot’s of thing,” she giggled, leaning forward and pressing her lips to Hyukjae's. The kiss deepened fast, Hyukjae's tongue slipping through Donghae's lips and tangling with hers. “God, I’ve missed this.” Hyukjae groaned against Donghae's parted lips, “I love you,” he pressed her forward until the edge of the bed hit the back of her knees.
Gently he lowered her down onto the bed, his hands gripping on tightly to her hips. Donghae panted wordlessly against his lips, the kiss making her short of breath, “Hyuk, baby.” She whimpered, hands slipping under the hem of his shirt. Donghae's hips grinded up against Hyukjae's, Hyukjae's arousal pressing hotly against her thigh.
Fire burned in Hyukjae's gaze, his lips moving from Donghae's and down her neck, pausing briefly to suck a hicky in the patch just above her collar. Things progressed fast from there and soon the pair were naked against the sheets, Hyukjae's hands gripping onto Donghae's thigh tightly.
Donghae bucked up against Hyukjae's need, her thighs slipping further apart. “Hnn… baby, fuck… I want you.” She groaned out, lips pressing fervently to Hyukjae's. “Fuck-Hyukjae… fuck me.” She ground her hips up against his member.
Hyukjae panted against her lips, left hand coming up to tangle in her hair. “Fuck Donghae…” he wheezed, gripping Donghae's thigh tighter and raising it up to it was wrapped around his waist.
In one fluid motion he slipped into her heat, Donghae gasping out hotly against his lips. Hyukjae's hand ran down from her hair to her other thigh, lifting it so it mirrored her other. Slowly, Hyukjae started thrusting in and out of her, his lips pressing passionately to Donghae's.
Donghae gripped on tightly to his shoulders, her hands slipping around to overlap over his shoulder blades. She held him closer, breaking to kiss to bury her face in between his neck and shoulder. Hyukjae picked up the pace, rocking harder against Donghae. Donghae's hips snapped up into Hyukjae's, a sharp moan breaking through the silence, “Hyukjae-ah… fuck, again…” she panted, sweat forming over her brow.
Hyukjae complied, his hips snapping forward, probably harder then was needed. Donghae's head fell backwards, a loud cry escaping her parted lips. Her eyes pressed firmly shut and she clenched around Hyukjae's arousal. “Fuck, baby… fuck!”
Hyukjae craned his head down and attached his lips to her collar, tongue flicking out to massage the soft skin. Donghae's thighs hooked up higher, giving him better access. Suddenly, Hyukjae's pace picked up and he rammed in harder. Donghae's arms slipping from his shoulder and falling limply by her side. Hyukjae's hands moved to either side of Donghae's head, his hips rocking forward harder and harder.
Moan after moan flowed from their lips, until with one final cry Hyukjae came, his seed spilling hotly inside Donghae.
A/N; Happy now? i fixed everything and gave you EunHae smut to boot xDD
the next update will probs be a while, sorry~~ hope this chapter will do until then ;)
comments?
Chapter; Chapter 23
Author;
hunni23 Rating; NC-17
Pairing; girl!Donghae/guy!Hyukjae, KyuMin, KangTeuk, HanChul
Warning; Gender switch, HS!AU
Notes; 137 pages/50,500+ words. This is for
princess_jaded , who i love very much! So much that I saved the KyuMin for her~ Sorry, there's probs alot of errors through this, I rushed most of it.Summary; "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"
Fics Archive
( Prologue )( Chapter 1 )( Chapter 2 )
( Chapter 3 )( Chapter 4 )( Chapter 5 )
( Chapter 6 )( Chapter 7 )( Chapter 8 )
( Chapter 9 )( Chapter 10 )( Chapter 11 )
( Chapter 12 )( Chapter 13 )( Chapter 14 )
( Chapter 15 )(Chapter 16 )( Chapter 17 )
( Chapter 18 )( Chapter 19 )( Chapter 20 )
( Chapter 21 )( Chapter 22 )
Chapter 23
By Renee
The closer Donghae got to the bathroom the more nervous she got. As she approached the door, she tried to focus on the noises coming from within. Donghae’s brow furrowed when a low moan broke through the silence of the dark hall.
Hurriedly she gripped the handle, eyes wide she tried to open the locked door. A loud gasp reached her ears and she stepped away from the piece of wood.
Zhou Mi roughly pushed herself away from Kyuhyun as the door handle was shaken. “Fuck,” she whimpered, hot tears filling her eyes, “Fuck. What the fuck are we doing? Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She stepped away further from the other, fingers tangling roughly in her hair, “Fuck.”
Kyuhyun eyed the door wearily, “‘Mi, chill. Just say you’ll be out in a minute, they’ll go away.”
Zhou Mi rounded on Kyuhyun, eyes narrowed angrily, “Do you have no heart?!” she hissed, “What we just did is so fucking wrong. I’m so fucking stupid for letting it get that far!” she snapped, her voice trembling, “Do you honestly not think about how this –us will effect Sungmin?!”
Kyuhyun smirked and rolled his eyes, “You have no idea…”
“What!?” Zhou Mi barked, eyes wide. A few tears trickled down her cheeks and she wiped them away roughly. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Kyuhyun remained silent, blank look over his features. “Do you honestly have nothing to say?” Zhou Mi hissed angrily.
When Kyuhyun didn’t reply, Zhou Mi shoved him angrily to the side and yanked the door leading to Sora’s room open, “Fuck you.” she spat and slammed the door shut.
Donghae ran from the hall and into Sora’s room, only to run into a teary eyed Zhou Mi, “‘Hae…” she whimpered, tears spilling over. Donghae rushed over and wrapped her arms around Zhou Mi, cupping her head against her neck, “Shh… shh… calm down,” she soothed, stroking Zhou Mi's back.
“‘Hae, I’ve done something bad…” she whimpered out in Chinese. “I know,” Donghae whispered, “I know, don’t worry. We’ll sort everything out, we will.”
Zhou Mi nodded mutely against her neck, sniffles muffled against her shoulder. “I’m sorry…”
“I know.”
Kyuhyun straightened out his shirt and left the bathroom through the other door. He couldn’t say he didn’t feel guilty, because that would be a lie. He felt incredibly guilty, but he just couldn’t stop himself, Zhou Mi was everything he’d ever wanted.
“Kyu?” Kyuhyun looked up to see Sungmin standing at the end of the hall, worried expression over his features. “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah, everything’s fine.” He said, wrapping his arm around Sungmin's waist, “Let’s go to bed.”
“What about everyone else?”
“They’ll be fine, let’s go to the room.” Kyuhyun lead Sungmin through the lounge and past the kitchen, until the pair reached the main room.
Sungmin stepped in before Kyuhyun, moving over to sit on the edge of the bed, “Kyu, is something wrong?” Sungmin asked wearily. Kyuhyun shook his head, sitting down beside his boyfriend. He leant in and met Sungmin halfway for a kiss, the others lips moulding to his with ease.
Sungmin moved his hands up to rest on Kyuhyun's shoulders, tongue slipping past the barrier. Slowly Sungmin kneaded Kyuhyun's shoulders, “Kyu, you seem tense…” he commented, breaking the kiss, but not stilling his hands.
“I’m fine, seriously.” He forced a smile and pulled Sungmin closer, sealing their lips back together.
Hyukjae and Siwon shared a look as Sungmin and Kyuhyun slipped through the lounge room, the pair not giving them a second glance. “They aren’t coming back, are they?” Siwon asked.
“Probably not.” Hyukjae answered, turning back to the TV. “I’m not even gonna’ think about what they are gonna’ do in my parents bed.” Siwon's winced and squeezed his eyes shut. “Thanks for that…” he groaned.
Hyukjae craned his head back to look at the clock, “It’s almost one. Did you wanna’ just head to bed? It looks like everyone else has bailed.” He sighed, “I’m guessing ‘Hae and Zhou Mi are locked away in one of the other rooms, doing whatever girls do.” He chuckled and flopped over the arm of the couch, arm stretching out in a futile attempt to get the TV remote.
Siwon's brow furrowed in amusement, as he watched Hyukjae's fingers flex out toward the object, “Do you realize you’re making something so easy, look so hard.” He laughed, standing up from his place on the floor and snatching up the remote.
He handed it to a grinning Hyukjae, “Here.” Grin not budging, Hyukjae switched off the TV and got up from the couch. The pair made their way down the hall.
Hyukjae pushed his door open expecting to see the girls in there, giggling away at something random, but he was met with silence. “There not in here…” he stated, turning to Siwon. The other shrugged and turned to Sora’s room. “They’re probably in there.” He said, wandering over and pushing open the door.
They were met with the sight of Zhou Mi and Donghae curled up in the centre of Sora’s bed, Zhou Mi curled up to Donghae's side, tears slipping out the corner of her closed eyes. “Is everything okay…?” Hyukjae asked, breaking the silence.
Zhou Mi's eyes flew open and she sat up, hands wiping at her eyes roughly. “Y-Yes… everything’s f-fine…” she stuttered, trying in vain to wipe away the ever present tears. Donghae sat up also, hand resting on her friends shoulder, “She’ll be okay,” she confirmed.
The pair standing in the doorway didn’t look convinced. “What’s up?” Donghae asked, shifting to a more comfortable position on the bed, “Where’s Kyu and Min?”
“They ran off to the bedroom…” Hyukjae shuddered, tongue poking out in disgust.
Siwon snorted, “They looked pretty eager too.”
A small hiccup escaped Zhou Mi’s lips and a fresh batch a tears sprung from her eyes, Donghae’s brow furrowed and she wrapped her arms around Zhou Mi, “Shh… Shh… stop crying, its not worth it.” she soothed.
“Is this about, what I think its about?” Hyukjae asked cautiously, Donghae’s eyes narrowed and she mouthed a sharp ‘later’ at her boyfriend. Hyukjae’s mouth snapped shut and he looked to the ground.
“‘Mi, will you be okay in here with Siwon? I could stay if you wanted…” Donghae asked, well aware of Hyukjae’s tensing shoulders. Zhou Mi shook her head, hands coming up to wipe at her eyes, “I’ll be fine.” she sniffled, “Go do whatever you two do.” she chuckled, sparing a glance at Hyukjae standing in the doorway.
Donghae gave Zhou Mi another quick hug and got up from the bed, leaning down briefly to press a light kiss to her forehead, “Everything will be fine, don’t worry.” she whispered. With that she skipped over to the door and snatched up Hyukjae’s hand, dragging him from the room.
After the loud bang signalling the room across the halls’ door slamming, Siwon wandered over to the bed. “Are you sure everything’s okay?” he asked, reaching over to the bedside table to snatch up a few tissues from the brightly coloured box.
Zhou Mi nodded mutely, “I’ll be fine.” she whispered, accepting the offered tissues.
“If you need to talk, I’d be happy to listen.” he stuttered out in broken Chinese, gentle smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Zhou Mi looked up from the scrunched up tissue in her hands, “You’re sweet.” she smiled, “Your mandarin is good, how long have you been studying?”
“Uh, since I was about ten.” Siwon shifted on the bed, hugging one of the pillows to his chest. “I’m not that great at it, though. I’m only doing it ‘cause my father said it would help me in the future.” he admitted, awkward smile over his lips.
Zhou Mi’s brow furrowed, “You don’t like your father?”
“Oh no, I love him. It’s just, everything is about the company, I hardly have anytime to be a kid.” he sighed, “But it’s okay, I like working.” he grinned. Zhou Mi’s face softened, “If you don’t want to learn it, you shouldn’t have to.”
Siwon hummed in agreement, “Yeah, I know.”
The pair fell into a comfortable silence, “You know, you never answered my question before.” Zhou Mi visibly tensed, “I don’t want you to think bad of me,” she stuttered out, eyes avoiding contact with Siwon’s.
“I wont judge you,” Siwon stated, “Zhou Mi I really like you, I don’t think I could think bad of you.” he admitted sheepishly, a dark blush spread over both of their faces. “Uh, well… this would make you think differently.” Zhou Mi said, teeth wearing at her bottom lip.
“Try me.” Siwon chuckled.
So Zhou Mi did, spilling everything out from the music room to what had just happened in the bathroom. Tears slipping from her eyes occasionally, “…I feel so guilty.” she finished, “Sungmin-Sungmin trusts me, he-what would he think if he ever found out?” she sniffled.
Siwon’s brow furrowed thoughtfully, “I don’t know, I don’t think it would be good though,” he chuckled lightly. In an instant his face turned serious again, “I don’t know if you know this, but Kyuhyun and Sungmin’s relationship is very odd. They’ve been on and off for a few weeks now. I think… I think something may have happened, or maybe they just aren’t right for each other. I don’t know…”
“How do you know?” Zhou Mi asked, brow furrowed.
“Uh, I kinda’ overheard them talking the other day.” he admitted, “They thought they were alone in the locker rooms, but I’d just finished my workout and was getting ready to go home. They were yelling pretty loudly at each other and I heard and went to see what was wrong. Kyuhyun was yelling at Sungmin for doing something and Sungmin was denying it, I don’t have any idea what it was though…”
A confused pout formed over Zhou Mi’s lips, “I wonder what was up with them?” when she received back no reply, she looked to Siwon to see him staring at her, jaw slacked. “Are you okay?” she giggled.
Siwon’s eyes squeezed shut and he shook his head lightly, “Y-Yeah, everything’s fine.” he stuttered awkwardly, Zhou Mi continued to giggle at the nervous display. “You’re cute,” she grinned.
A dark blush formed over Siwon’s cheeks, “T-Thank you?”
“You’re welcome.” she smirked, “Siwon, I like talking to you. You’re a good listener.”
Siwon smiled nervously, “Heh, thanks. I’m happy to listen anytime.” he admitted sheepishly. Zhou Mi shuffled back until her back was pressed up against the headboard, “Siwon, do you believe in soul mates?”
Siwon’s brow furrowed yet again, “Uh, it depends I suppose.” he said thoughtfully, “Why do you ask?”
“I don’t know… it’s just, all this shit that’s been happening lately has got me thinking.” Zhou Mi sighed, “I just want to be happy.”
Siwon nodded, smiling gently. “I’m sure the right person for you will come around, just be patient.” he comforted, hand coming to rest on her knee. Zhou Mi shivered lightly at the gentle touch, a nervous smile flittering over her features.
Siwon shifted on the bed until he was sitting directly beside Zhou Mi, “I know I said it before, but I do really like you Zhou Mi. A lot.”
Zhou Mi bit her bottom lip nervously, “I like you too.” she stuttered, continuing to stare at the purple pillow resting in her lap. Slowly, Siwon’s hand raised and gently cupped her jaw, turning her face so she was looking at him. “You shouldn’t bite your lips, they’ll bleed.” he said, thumb stroking over her lower lip.
Ever so gently, Siwon leant in and pressed his lips to Zhou Mi’s. A small gasp slipping from Zhou Mi’s parted lips. Zhou Mi lifted her hand and rested it over Siwon's, pressing forward into the kiss.
Slowly, Siwon lowered Zhou Mi back until she was laying down flat against the bed, his hands massaging her hips gently. They broke apart, eyes locked. “Zhou Mi, would you like to go out with me this Sunday?”
Zhou Mi swallowed nervously, “Y-Yes.” She smiled nervously, hand slipping down from where it was resting on Siwon's cheek. “Good,” he grinned back, pressing their lips back together.
Donghae let Hyukjae lead her over to the bed, “So, now that I’ve finally got you alone…” Hyukjae whispered, breath puffing against Donghae's neck, “What do you wanna’ do?” Donghae grinned and ran her fingers through Hyukjae's hair, her hand coming to rest against the back of his head.
She tilted it back, “Lot’s of thing,” she giggled, leaning forward and pressing her lips to Hyukjae's. The kiss deepened fast, Hyukjae's tongue slipping through Donghae's lips and tangling with hers. “God, I’ve missed this.” Hyukjae groaned against Donghae's parted lips, “I love you,” he pressed her forward until the edge of the bed hit the back of her knees.
Gently he lowered her down onto the bed, his hands gripping on tightly to her hips. Donghae panted wordlessly against his lips, the kiss making her short of breath, “Hyuk, baby.” She whimpered, hands slipping under the hem of his shirt. Donghae's hips grinded up against Hyukjae's, Hyukjae's arousal pressing hotly against her thigh.
Fire burned in Hyukjae's gaze, his lips moving from Donghae's and down her neck, pausing briefly to suck a hicky in the patch just above her collar. Things progressed fast from there and soon the pair were naked against the sheets, Hyukjae's hands gripping onto Donghae's thigh tightly.
Donghae bucked up against Hyukjae's need, her thighs slipping further apart. “Hnn… baby, fuck… I want you.” She groaned out, lips pressing fervently to Hyukjae's. “Fuck-Hyukjae… fuck me.” She ground her hips up against his member.
Hyukjae panted against her lips, left hand coming up to tangle in her hair. “Fuck Donghae…” he wheezed, gripping Donghae's thigh tighter and raising it up to it was wrapped around his waist.
In one fluid motion he slipped into her heat, Donghae gasping out hotly against his lips. Hyukjae's hand ran down from her hair to her other thigh, lifting it so it mirrored her other. Slowly, Hyukjae started thrusting in and out of her, his lips pressing passionately to Donghae's.
Donghae gripped on tightly to his shoulders, her hands slipping around to overlap over his shoulder blades. She held him closer, breaking to kiss to bury her face in between his neck and shoulder. Hyukjae picked up the pace, rocking harder against Donghae. Donghae's hips snapped up into Hyukjae's, a sharp moan breaking through the silence, “Hyukjae-ah… fuck, again…” she panted, sweat forming over her brow.
Hyukjae complied, his hips snapping forward, probably harder then was needed. Donghae's head fell backwards, a loud cry escaping her parted lips. Her eyes pressed firmly shut and she clenched around Hyukjae's arousal. “Fuck, baby… fuck!”
Hyukjae craned his head down and attached his lips to her collar, tongue flicking out to massage the soft skin. Donghae's thighs hooked up higher, giving him better access. Suddenly, Hyukjae's pace picked up and he rammed in harder. Donghae's arms slipping from his shoulder and falling limply by her side. Hyukjae's hands moved to either side of Donghae's head, his hips rocking forward harder and harder.
Moan after moan flowed from their lips, until with one final cry Hyukjae came, his seed spilling hotly inside Donghae.
A/N; Happy now? i fixed everything and gave you EunHae smut to boot xDD
the next update will probs be a while, sorry~~ hope this chapter will do until then ;)
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