vintage-celii

[vintage-celii]

PDG (37/37) - unfinished

    At lunchtime, Jonghyun drove to Taemin's school and waited for him impatiently in front of the building. He saw Taemin coming from afar, his blond hair glistening in the bright winter sun, and started up the engine. Taemin opened the car door and hopped inside, leaning over for a kiss as he shut the door.

    Nervous as he was, Jonghyun smiled and pecked Taemin's full lips, loving how they felt against his when he stretched them into a wide grin.

    “Buckle up, babe.” Jonghyun smiled softly at him as he turned on his signal light. He waited for the sound of Taemin's seat belt clicking shut before making any attempts to merge.

    “So, where are we going, hyung?” Taemin asked, curiously. “You said you wanted to tell me something?”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun nodded. “We're going to my place, if that's okay? I can make ramen for lunch.”

    “Your place is fine.” Taemin regarded the elder's face, but he kept his gaze toward the road. He placed his hand over the one on the gear shift and Jonghyun finally looked over at him.

    “Are you okay, hyung?” Taemin asked with concern. “You seem tense.”

    “Fine, babe.” Jonghyun assured him, flashing him a small smile before turning to face front again. He gripped Taemin's hand properly and brought the boy's knuckles up to his lips, brushing them lightly before dropping it back down and letting go to take control of the gear shift once again.

    Taemin narrowed his eyes at him. He didn't like how Jonghyun was acting. He was never so quiet, for one. He always had stories to tell or a melody to hum. Now he was just breathing softly as he sat rigidly in the driver's seat. Taemin's mind began to race. Was Jonghyun sick? Did he need to move away for some reason? Was he breaking up with him now that they'd had sex and he realized that he didn't really like guys after all?

    “Hyung?” Taemin asked tentatively after a long stretch of silence. “Is what you have to tell me bad?”

    “No, baby.” Jonghyun shook his head, noting the fear in Taemin's voice. “It's just a little complicated and I want to be able to sit down and discuss it with you because it's important to me.”

    “Okay.” Taemin said nervously as Jonghyun pulled into the parking structure of his apartment building.

    Jonghyun parked the car and cut the engine, glancing over at his boyfriend before opening his door and going around to let him out, cursing himself as he made the trip around the car, only to see that Taemin was already out and closing his door with a soft smile on his features.

    “Did you just try to open the door for me, hyung?” he said, sounding a bit amused.

    Jonghyun chuckled and reached his hand out for the blond's. “Maybe.”

    “Are you sucking up because you think I won't like what I'm about to hear?” Taemin asked, tone teasing, but voice shaky.

    “Probably.” Jonghyun answered as he led them to the elevator. “But it's not too terrible.”

    “What is it?”

    “Well,” Jonghyun began as the elevator doors slid open and he pulled Taemin inside after him. “Do you remember I told you about my best friend who went off to study in the US?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin nodded, leaning against the back wall of the elevator, taking Jonghyun with him and wrapping his slim arms around him.

    “Well,” Jonghyun said, looking down at his toes. “He's coming home for a few weeks.”

    “Oh, that's great, babe!” Taemin chuckled and squeezed Jonghyun a little tighter. “Why were you so worried about telling me that?”

    “Because-” there was a ding and the doors slid open again to let on a small family from the lobby and Jonghyun looked over his shoulder at Taemin to let him know that he'd tell him once they were inside. Taemin showed that he understood with a small nod and a light bump of his head to Jonghyun's.

    The couple got off before the small family, squeezing through the kids as they made their way out and Jonghyun unlocked the door to his apartment, using the passcode instead of his key. He held the door for Taemin, who walked in and headed straight for the kitchen. He figured they could talk as they cooked. Taemin went for the pantry to get a couple packets of noodles while Jonghyun went for the pot and filled it with water before setting it on the stove to boil. Taemin sat up onto the counter and Jonghyun smiled as he sidled up to him, thinking of how easily they could live together if the chance ever presented itself, the way they moved so in sync like that without saying a word.

    “So, your friend is coming and it's complicated because...” Taemin prompted as Jonghyun settled himself between his legs and placed his hands on the dancer's slim thighs.

    Jonghyun sighed and looked up into Taemin's warm eyes. “Well, Minho kind of has a crush on me.” Jonghyun said quietly and he could feel Taemin's muscles tense. “He told me way back when I was a sophomore in high school, and back then the idea of being romantic with a guy was just not even a thought that crossed my mind and-”

    “And now that you're dating me, Minho's kind of mad because it wasn't him way back when?” Taemin guessed correctly.

    Jonghyun looked down at the triangle of light marble counter top between Taemin's thighs and nodded. Taemin watched his boyfriend for a moment, picturing him as a teen, the tri-toned blonde hair and gangly limbs, trying to deal with the fact that his best friend had some weird crush. Then he thought of the way Minho must have felt. Just like him, probably, except Jonghyun never returned his feelings and he started to understand him a bit, even if they hadn't met. He also understood why all this would be so burdensome on his boyfriend. He had too big of a heart for him not to care about how his relationship with Taemin affected Minho. And he was sure Jonghyun would want them to get along. It had to be so difficult for him to cope with.

    Taemin placed his hands on the tops of Jonghyun's shoulders and Jonghyun looked up at him with watery, puppy dog eyes. Taemin simply bent down and kissed him. Jonghyun started a bit, but he relaxed into it quickly, wrapping his arms around Taemin's middle as the blond cupped his cheek and pulled away slowly, pressing their foreheads together.

    “I love you, hyung.” Taemin whispered. “And I trust you. I'm not mad, if that's what you were scared of.”

    Jonghyun closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, looking relieved. “I love you, too, baby.” he said, ducking his head under Taemin's chin to nuzzle into his neck and breathe him in. “Minho will see how amazing you are to me and stop being upset, I know it.”

    Taemin rubbed a soothing hand up and down Jonghyun's back as he held him close and chewed his lip. Could he make Minho like him? He doubted it. If Minho was really in love with Jonghyun, he couldn't convince him to give up the chase. Taemin knew first hand what it was like to love Kim Jonghyun (and to be loved back). There was no giving that up.

    “I hope so.” he whispered, pecking the top of the elder's head. “The water's boiling, hyung.”

    “Right.” Jonghyun nodded, pressing a kiss to Taemin's neck and leaning away to wipe a stray tear off his cheek. Taemin slid off the counter and wrapped his arms around the elder as he cooked, pressing light kisses into his skin and whispering reassuring “I love you's” into his ear.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (36/37) - unfinished

    No. No, no, no. This is all wrong. Taemin was not supposed to be waking up to his boyfriend's laughter from somewhere else in the apartment. Jonghyun was supposed to be there beside him, nudging his nape with his nose like a puppy, cooing at him to get up. Not this.

    Taemin looked around for some clothes, a full pout on his lips when he finally found a shirt and his underwear, tossing them on before stepping out into the hall. He followed the sound of Jonghyun's voice to the kitchen and leaned against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest as he watched the elder talk to someone quite animatedly over the phone.

    “Oh!” Jonghyun jumped when he saw him from the corner of his eye. “Hey, baby. Did I wake you?” he asked, hand covering the receiver.

    Taemin nodded, frown deepening. Jonghyun jutted out his bottom lip sympathetically and crossed the room, saying “One sec, Minho.” into the phone before setting it down on the counter and wrapping his arms around Taemin's waist.

    “What's the matter, baby?” he whispered, trying not to giggle at just how adorable Taemin looked with his face all puffy and pouty, his hair mussed in some places and matted in others. “You sleepy? You still have like a half hour to nap if you want.”

    “No.” Taemin whined. “You weren't suppose-” he sighed heavily as he looked into Jonghyun's pretty brown eyes. “Who's calling this late anyway?”

    Jonghyun smiled a little. “It's my best friend. And it's not late for him. It's pretty early where he is, actually. He usually calls at this time because he knows I'll be up.”

    “Oh.” Taemin nodded, letting up on the frown a little.

    “You wanna shower while I say goodbye?” Jonghyun suggested. “We have time now that you're up.”

    “Yeah.” Taemin sighed again. “I guess.”

    Jonghyun frowned. He didn't know why Taemin seemed so grumpy. He was fine before their nap. Maybe he didn't like being woken up like that. It was a bit rude. Jonghyun should have been more quiet. Or maybe Taemin just didn't want to leave. Jonghyun didn't want him to. He wished he could stay the night, but Taemin had a curfew and he still had class in the morning. Jonghyun did, too, but it'd be nice just to have him to hold onto while he slept, to be around in the morning.

    He sighed and picked up the phone. “Hey, dude, I gotta go.”

    “And bring your teenage boyfriend home before his bedtime?” Minho taunted.

    “Fuck you.” Jonghyun sneered. “Yes. Yes, I do.”

    “I'm sorry, hyung. It's still just so weird.” Minho said.

    “I know.” Jonghyun sighed. “But you'll see why when you meet him.”

    “Which might be sooner than you think.” Minho said, a bit of reluctance in his tone that Jonghyun chose to ignore.

    “You're coming home?” he asked excitedly.

    “Only for a while, checking out a possible internship, but my flight's in three days.”

    “Dude, that's awesome!” Jonghyun laughed. “I can't wait for you guys to meet. You're going to love him.”

    “I'm sure.” Minho said skeptically.

    “Don't be like that, Minnie.” Jonghyun frowned. Any mention of Taemin had his best friend acting sour almost instantly. There were good reasons, of course, but Jonghyun wished he could get over them. They happened so long ago now, he'd almost forgotten.

    Minho sighed and lowered his voice and Jonghyun knew what was coming. He was hoping Minho would let it go, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. He brought it up the first time Jonghyun talked about Taemin, which is why he generally didn't discuss him, although Minho was aware they were getting more serious.

    “I just- I don't get it, hyung.” he said and Jonghyun tensed, preparing to hurt his best friend all over again. “When I told you how I felt, you weren't gay, and I got that, so I held back. I was good with just being friends, but now-”

    “I was seventeen, Minho.” Jonghyun sighed, looking around to make sure Taemin was out of earshot as he whispered into the phone. “I didn't think I liked guys. I'm sorry, Minho. You know I love you, but you're like my brother, you know?”

    “Yeah.” the other sighed bitterly. “I know.”

    “Do you hate me, Froggie?” Jonghyun asked quietly.

    “No, hyung.” Minho chuckled softly. “I could never.”

    “Good.” Jonghyun sighed in relief. “I should go now.”

    “Yeah.” Minho chirped, attempting to lighten his tone. “I have a class to get to, so I gotta go, too.”

    “Talk to you tomorrow?” Jonghyun asked, unsure.

    “Yep.” Minho said, sighing through his nose. “Bye.”

    “Bye.” Jonghyun said softly before hanging up and shaking himself out to try and rid himself of the guilt sinking in his stomach.

    “Hyung!” Taemin sang from the bathroom, instantly bringing a smile back to Jonghyun's features. He'd have to tell Taemin about Minho, but that could wait.

    “Yes, baby?”

    “I can't find your washcloths!” he whined.

    Jonghyun chuckled and walked over to the bathroom where he found Taemin completely undressed. “That's because they're not in here, baby.” he said, sliding his hands down Taemin's sides to rest on his ass and knead into his cheeks gently. “I keep them in the hall closet because there's not much storage space in here.” he explained, pressing light kisses to Taemin's throat.

    “O-Oh” Taemin breathed, clutching onto Jonghyun's shoulders for support as the elder continued to caress him.

    “You run a bath, I'll go get them.” Jonghyun told him, leaving a final peck on Taemin's lips as he backed away.

    “Hyung, we don't have long before I have to be home.” Taemin called after him.

    “We have plenty of time!” Jonghyun called back as he reached for a pair of washcloths from the middle shelf. “I don't hear any water running!”

    “Okay, but I'm taking a shower! A bath will take too long!” Taemin said as he turned the tap.

    Jonghyun came back in pouting. “But I wanted to give you a bath.”

    “I'm not a toddler, hyung.” Taemin said, sticking his hand beneath the spray to check the temperature before stepping into the tub.

    “I know.” Jonghyun said, stripping quickly and following his boyfriend into the shower. “It's just another excuse to touch you.” he smirked and squirted some shower gel onto a cloth, lathering it up before rubbing it over Taemin's belly.

    “You don't need an excuse, hyung.” Taemin giggled, lifting the elder's chin. “You can touch me if you want.” he pressed their lips together and brought Jonghyun's hand down to his quickly hardening cock.

    Jonghyun chuckled into their kiss, sipping the water dripping down their faces as he rubbed the cloth over Taemin's crotch. “I want to touch you pretty much all the time.” he said.

    Taemin moaned and looked down to see Jonghyun working on him, wiping his dribbling pre-cum away with each pass of the cloth. He saw Jonghyun's cock grow and twitch and wrapped his fingers around the base to stroke him to full hardness.

    “I don't know about all the time.” he said through labored breathing. “Right now, though. Right now is good.”

    “Yeah?” Jonghyun smirked, dropping the cloth to the ground to be able to tug on Taemin's cock properly. Taemin groaned and gripped the hair Jonghyun's nape to ground himself. He sucked on Jonghyun's tongue and rolled his hips forward. “You like this, baby?”

    “Mhmm.” Taemin hummed, gripping both their cocks in his hand and thrusting up into his fist.

    “Fuck...” Jonghyun hissed and rubbed his thumb over their heads, pressing into their slits, mingling their fluids before they were washed down the drain.

    Jonghyun's feet slipped on the wet ceramic as he jerked and thrust forward, grabbing onto the soap dish jutting from the wall for support. Taemin steadied him, digging his fingers into the slippery flesh of the elder's hip.

    “Oh, fuck, hyung.” Taemin gasped, tossing his head back, exposing his throat. “Yes...”

    Jonghyun grazed his teeth along Taemin's adam's apple and the younger shuddered.

    “God, Taemin-ah.” Jonghyun twisted his wrist on the upstroke and Taemin convulsed again. “You're so pretty. My pretty baby.” he said, nipping at the blond's chest. “Is my pretty baby gonna come for me?”

    “H-Hyung.” Taemin gasped as Jonghyun pumped faster. “I'm so close.”

    “Fuck, Taem.” Jonghyun grunted. “Me too.”

    Taemin gripped Jonghyun's hair and closed his mouth over Jonghyun's again, tongue diving between his welcoming lips. Jonghyun groaned into Taemin's mouth when he came, spurting hot and hard onto their stomachs. Taemin followed suit just seconds after, holding Jonghyun close to his chest as he dribbled over their hands.

    Jonghyun sighed, chuckling as he leaned forward to peck Taemin's soft lips. Taemin laughed lightly and bent down to retrieve the cloth they dropped and soap it up all over again. He enjoyed telling the elder how to position himself as he wiped him down, telling him to raise his arms at awkward angles and stand on one leg while he attempted to touch his toes. Jonghyun laughed and played along and took full advantage when it was his turn to wash Taemin. He, however, chose to make his boyfriend assume extremely suggestive positions, many of which made Taemin blush and giggle as he shook his head in refusal.

    They played in the shower until the water started getting cold. Because of their fun, they had to rush to get dressed. Jonghyun quickly blow dried their hair to make it seem like they didn't just take a shower together, but he didn't do the best job and they both ended up with chunks of hair sticking up in random places. The fresh hickey blossoming by Taemin's collar bone was also a bit obvious, but if Taemin wore his shirt properly, instead of letting it hang off his shoulder like the giant tease he was, then everything would be fine.

    “Hyung, we have like fifteen minutes before I have to be home.” Taemin said, rubbing his eye tiredly as Jonghyun rushed about looking for a hoodie to lend his boyfriend so the mark was less obvious.

    “I know, babe, but it only takes like five to drive out there.” Jonghyun said, tossing him a red zip-up.

    “Okay, but my dad said before midnight and I'm taking that to mean well before and we're cutting it down to the wire.” he said as he shoved his arms through the sleeves and zipped the jacket up to his chin.

    “You look cute in anything, don't you?” Jonghyun smiled at him as he pocketed his wallet.

    Taemin rolled his eyes and led the way out of the apartment. Jonghyun followed close behind, sticking his hands in the front pockets of Taemin's hoodie when he caught up, wrapping him in a lazy hug as they made their way out of the building.

    “Did you lock the door, babe?” Taemin asked as he leaned into his boyfriend's embrace in the elevator.

    “Mhm.” Jonghyun hummed, pressing a kiss to Taemin's cheek. He didn't know why, but he really liked that Taemin was concerned about the state of his front door. Almost like it was his home, too.

    The couple jogged to the car and Jonghyun set off, driving a little quicker than usual. He knew Taemin was nervous about the curfew, but he was also really tired. It was like his sleepiness and anxiety were competing for control of his body and it was the most adorable thing ever. He'd nod off for a few seconds, then snap awake as if an explosion had gone off by his ear. Jonghyun watched him with amusement until Taemin finally drifted off a block away from his apartment.

    Jonghyun had to help him walk, supporting most of Taemin's weight as the blond dragged himself up to the elevator and down the hall, mumbling nonsense all the while.

    “Babe, do you have keys?” Jonghyun hissed at him.

    Taemin huffed and dug his hand into his front pocket to retrieve his keyring. He fumbled with it for a minute before handing them to Jonghyun in defeat.

    “You're useless when you're sleepy, huh?” Jonghyun chuckled. Before he could stick the key in the knob, however, the front door was opened and Taemin's father was standing there, brow raised.

    “Eleven fifty-nine is cutting it kinda close there, isn't it?” he said, crossing his arms.

    “I told him to leave sooner.” Taemin said, nudging his boyfriend with his head.

    “Uh-oh.” his father chuckled. “Somebody's sleepy drunk.” he said, taking Taemin's elbow to steady him.

    “Sleepy drunk?” Jonghyun laughed and regarded his boyfriend with a raised brow. That made sense. He could use this to his advantage in the future.

    “He acts drunk when he's really exhausted.” his father explained, pulling the mumbling blond inside the apartment, earning a whine of protest from him. “What'd you guys do to make him so- You know what, I don't wanna know.”

    “Dad...” Taemin whined, flushing as he slapped his father's arm lightly. “Go to your room. I'm home on time. Lemme say g'night.”

    “You'll fall over if I leave you here.” the elder chuckled.

    “Jonghyun hyung can tuck me in.” Taemin said, tugging on Jonghyun's sleeve.

    “You think you can handle him?” the elder said, shaking his head at his son.

    “I can try.” Jonghyun beamed at Taemin who giggled in response.

    “Goodnight, then you two.”

    “Goodnight, sir.” Jonghyun nodded and slung Taemin's arm over his shoulder again.

    “G'night, dad. Love you!” Taemin hissed.

    Jonghyun heard the elder laugh before his bedroom door shut. “Your dad's awesome.” he said as he helped Taemin out of his shoes and slipped out of his before shuffling through the apartment, practically carrying the blond.

    He made it to Taemin's bedroom and dropped him on the bed gently as possible, taking a seat beside him.

    “Help me take these off.” Taemin said quietly as he tugged on his jeans.

    “Babe, I don't know.” Jonghyun chuckled. “I think you can do that by yourself.”

    “I can, but I want you to do it.” Taemin giggled and laid back.

    “I don't think that's the best idea.” Jonghyun said, taking the zipper of the hoodie and pulling it down. “This is as far as I'll go.” he said as he helped the blond pull his arms out of the sleeves.

    “Fine.” Taemin huffed. “But can I keep the hoodie? I like it. It smells like you.”

    “You can keep it.” Jonghyun smiled softly and pressed his lips to Taemin's temple. “Hey, baby?”

    “Hm?” Taemin hummed, chucking off his pants and bundling up the hoodie, forming it into a pillow as he curled up on his side.

    “Do you have time to meet during lunch tomorrow?” Jonghyun asked tentatively. “I have something important I want to talk to you about.”

    “Course I do, hyung.” Taemin murmured. “I always have time for you.”

    “Okay.” Jonghyun smiled and leaned down to peck Taemin's lips. “'Night.”

    “G'night, baby.” Taemin said quietly. “I love you.”

    “I love you.” Jonghyun said, placing another kiss on Taemin's head before wrapping his blankets around him.

    He backed out of the room and shut the door softly, making sure not to disturb his boyfriend's family.

    “You guys got it in, huh?” Taesun said from behind him, making him jump.

    “What?”

    “You know.” Taesun wiggled his eyebrows and thrust his hips forward.

    “You have issues.” Jonghyun laughed. “But you're a lot like Taemin in ways he probably wouldn't like me to share with you.”

    “Is that so?” Taesun beamed. “Do tell.”

    “I'd better not.” Jonghyun laughed. “G'night, kiddo.” he clapped a hand to Taesun's shoulder and made for the door.

    “Fine, don't tell me.” Taesun pouted.  “I wonder if that means he talks dirty.”

    Jonghyun smirked back at him and said goodnight again.

    “Goodnight, hyung.” Taesun said, a devious grin on his features as he shut the door behind his brother's boyfriend.  “I knew it.” he chuckled.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (35/37) - unfinished

    “L-Lube?” Jonghyun froze up.

    “Yeah. You know, for...”

    “Yes. I know what it's for.” Jonghyun relaxed a little and took a deep breath. This was really happening. Finally happening. “I- I have some, yeah, but are you sure that we're ready? I mean, you're still-”

    “Hyung.” Taemin chuckled and stroked the elder's cheek. “Just go get it.”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun nodded and shimmied to the edge of the bed to rummage in the bedside drawer. He retrieved a condom and a small bottle he'd bought as soon as he realized that Taemin was getting a little more insistent.

    Taemin pulled his shirt off and tossed it to the ground. Jonghyun felt his dick twitch at how eager the slim blond was. Taemin smirked and beckoned him over, crooking a finger as he laid back onto the pillows and hooked a thumb beneath his waistband, tugging down to expose more flesh.

    “Take these off me.” he commanded.

    “Fuck.” Jonghyun breathed before dropping the bottle beside Taemin and gripping his hips fiercely, sinking low and latching his lips onto the soft skin above the jutting bone.

    Taemin bit his lip and arched upward into the elder's grip. “God, I want you inside me.” he admitted, cheeks flushing a hot red as the words escaped his lips.

    “Fuck, Taem.” Jonghyun breathed against his tummy. “Really?”

    “God, I...” Taemin mumbled, covering his blushing face with his hands as he nodded.

    “Okay.” Jonghyun bit his lip and climbed back over the blond, pulling his hands gently way from his face to peck his lips lightly. “It's okay. I'll take care of you.”

    “Y-You'll be gentle, right?” Taemin whispered, avoiding the elder's gaze.

    “Of course, baby.” Jonghyun nudged Taemin's nose with his and the younger's eyes met his again, crossing slightly at the closeness.

    Jonghyun crinkled his nose cutely, making Taemin giggle and relax beneath him. He closed his mouth over Taemin's again and felt a sigh of relief brush by his cheek as Taemin began to let go again. Jonghyun's fingers found the belt loops to Taemin's jeans and he tugged on them a little as he ground his hips down. Taemin moaned against his lips and Jonghyun smirked as he quickly undid his boyfriend's pants and leaned back to pull them off.

    “Oh god.” Taemin mumbled when they were both fully exposed and Jonghyun had the bottle back in his hand.

    “You okay, baby?” Jonghyun whispered as he squirted some of the lubricant onto his fingers.

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded, shut his eyes tight and bent is knees up to allow Jonghyun easier access. “Go.”

    Jonghyun chuckled and placed himself between Taemin's spread legs, leaning down to peck the tip of his nose. “Relax, baby. We've done this part before.”

    “I know.” Taemin took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “But this time it's different.”

    “Don't think about that right now.” Jonghyun said, bringing his lubed fingers down to Taemin's hole and tracing the muscles teasingly. “Just breathe and enjoy yourself for now. We still have lots of time to play.”

    Jonghyun felt Taemin's cock twitch on his belly when he slipped the tip of his finger past Taemin's entrance and the younger groaned with want. “There you go.” Jonghyun breathed against Taemin's neck before sucking gently on his salty skin and pushing his finger all the way in.

    “Hyung...” Taemin gripped the elder's shoulders, digging his short fingernails into the hard muscle.

    “Good, baby?” Jonghyun asked, not concerned by how Taemin was shivering because he could tell it wasn't a bad thing.

    “Mhm.” Taemin moaned and began panting when Jonghyun curved his finger and began working just the right spot. “Fuck.”

    “Good.” Jonghyun murmured and kissed a trail from Taemin's collarbone to his hip as he fingered the blond slowly and carefully, adding a second digit as he stretched his lips over the head of Taemin's cock.

    “Shit.” Taemin hissed, grabbing two fistfuls of soft brown hair, scraping his nails over Jonghyun's scalp.

    Jonghyun continued to suck and bob his head as slowly as he pushed and pulled and curved his fingers inside of Taemin. The blond noticed when he started to scissor, but didn't mind much because his cock was too far down Jonghyun's throat for him to care about much else.

    When the third finger went in, though, he couldn't help but hiss at the stretch. He'd never been that open and he couldn't ignore the burn. Jonghyun stopped, fingers still inside, and looked up with concern, wiping away the dribble off his chin and wet lips with his free hand.

    “You okay?”

    “Good.” Taemin said through clenched teeth. “Just hurts a little.”

    “Want me to stop?” Jonghyun pulled his hand out and Taemin found that he felt much better with it in, so he whined a complaint.

    “No. Who said that?” he pouted and wriggled his hips insistently. He found the lubricant again and gave the bottle to his boyfriend. “Just use a bit more.”

    Jonghyun smiled and nodded obediently, making Taemin chuckle as he watched him squeeze more of the lube onto his hand.

    “What?” the elder smirked, slipping two fingers back in with ease and bending back over the blond to teethe at his nipple.

    “Nothing.” Taemin said breathlessly, running his hands along Jonghyun's arms just to feel more of him. “You're cute.” he answered and Jonghyun chuckled against his chest. “I can take more, hyung.”

    “Yeah?” Jonghyun looked up, raising a brow and slowly added a third finger, watching Taemin's face all the while.

    The younger's jaw went slack and his eyes fell shut as he rolled his hips and emitted a soft moan. “God, yes.”

    Jonghyun gulped and pumped his cock a few times as he watched Taemin writhe. “Baby, can I- Do you think I can-?”

    “Fuck, hyung.” Taemin keened as Jonghyun thrust harder. “Please?” he begged.

    Jonghyun rushed to find his condom and lubricated himself before unwrapping it and fumbling to get it on. Taemin watched him and chuckled again.

    “What?” the elder asked, eyes wide and dark with lust and anticipation.

    “Eager much?” Taemin smirked.

    Jonghyun finally rolled the condom on properly and gripped himself in his fist as he smiled down on the blonde and inched closer. “And you're not?” he pumped himself a little and watched Taemin lick his lips.

    “Want me to turn around?” Taemin asked, already starting to make the shift. “It'll be-”

    “No.” Jonghyun pinned him back and lowered himself over his boyfriend, wrapping the dancer's, long, pale legs around himself and touching their noses together. “I want you like this.” he whispered.

    Taemin felt himself blushing and he closed his eyes as Jonghyun pressed their lips together. “Okay.” he breathed against them.

    “Now?” Jonghyun questioned, receiving a brief nod from the younger. “Okay.”

    He leaned back to able to see what he was doing clearly, wrapped the fingers of his left hand around the base of his shaft while gripping Taemin's thigh with his right. He licked his lips and looked into Taemin's eyes, smiling a little when Taemin caught his gaze and blushed furiously. He took a deep breath and plunged into the younger man slowly and steadily, shutting his eyes as he was swallowed by Taemin's tight body.

    Taemin gasped beneath him and scrabbled at the elder's shoulders with blunt fingernails. Jonghyun readjusted himself to get a better hold on Taemin's legs, burying his face in the crook of his lover's neck as he bottomed out with a low rumble in his chest and a light whimper from Taemin.

    “You okay?” he breathed in Taemin's ear, his body shivering as he tried to contain himself, to restrain from fucking into his boyfriend like he really wanted to. Taemin was so impossibly tight that it was hard not to want to open him up, spread him out, and make him his.

    “Uh-huh.” Taemin hummed. “Baby, move.”

    Jonghyun nodded, running his tongue along Taemin's jaw as he drew his hips back and thrust forward slowly. Taemin arched up and held him, dug his fingernails deep into Jonghyun's biceps.

    “Faster, please...” he breathed. He knew the elder was trying to be careful but his pace was torture.

    Jonghyun pulled back a bit, cupping Taemin's cheek in his hand, connecting their lips, grunting as he hitched Taemin's leg up over his shoulder and did as his lover asked.

    “Ah!” Taemin tossed his head back and reached down to tug at his erection. “Like that, hyung.”

    Jonghyun's hand closed over his own and they jerked him off together as Jonghyun pumped into him, rubbing into his spot on every thrust.

    “God, Taemin.” Jonghyun breathed. “I'm close.”

    Taemin was closer and before he could announce that he was, he was tensing up and coming hard all over their stomachs. “Oh God!”

    “Fuck...” Jonghyun felt Taemin's body tighten and after a few more thrusts he was coming, filling his condom as he milked a few more drops from Taemin's sensitive cock.

    He pulled out and lay beside the blond, wrapping his arms and the white sheets around him protectively as he nuzzled into his boyfriend's sweaty nape. “You okay?” he asked quietly.

    “You keep asking me that.” Taemin whispered back, tracing a line up and down Jonghyun's forearm, and Jonghyun could hear the smile in his voice.

    “Because I want to make sure you're okay, baby.” he pressed a kiss to a little mole high up on Taemin's back, by his right shoulder blade. “Did you like it?”

    Taemin turned in his embrace and Jonghyun leaned back to get a better look at his face. Taemin smiled and kissed him, soft and chaste. “I loved it. I love you.”

    Jonghyun bit his lip and Taemin giggled. “You're blushing.” the blond informed him.

    “Because you're sweet.” Jonghyun chuckled. “I love you, too.”

    Taemin smiled, closed his eyes and kissed Jonghyun again before turning back to get to a more comfortable position. “We have time for a nap before I have to go, right?”

    “A quick one.” Jonghyun said, reaching over to grab his cell from the nightstand. “I'll set an alarm.”

    Taemin smiled and clasped Jonghyun's hand firmly once he'd set up the alarm and wrapped him up again. This time he'd get to wake up in Jonghyun's arms and he was very happy about that.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (34/37) - unfinished

    After setting out the dinner that Jonghyun and Taemin made (Taemin forced his brother to leave due to his constant whining and inappropriate questions), the family sat down with their guest and they kept up a normal conversation, mostly about music and school and work. The focus seemed to be on Jonghyun, but this was expected. He'd “met the family” a few times in his life and it always seemed to go the same way. Jonghyun was good with parents, and elder brothers, too, usually.

    They always seemed to be quite protective of their siblings, but Taesun was a bit different. Jonghyun figured that it was because Taemin was a boy, but regardless, Taesun seemed less interested in how Jonghyun would watch over Taemin and keep him pure and safe, and more interested on how the couple liked to hang out and “have fun”, which Jonghyun was taking as a euphemism for sex. He supposed that the younger man was just curious. There weren't many openly gay couples around, still, there was no way he would answer, especially not in front of the boys' parents.

    “Hyung!” Taemin hissed at his brother when he asked what Jonghyun's favorite part of Taemin's body was.

    “That's not exactly the kind of thing you ask someone, sweetie.” their mother agreed, face flushed. She knew her son had problems containing his curiosity, but she was pretty sure that he'd gone beyond curious and was just trying to tease his baby brother.

    She wasn't wrong. “It doesn't have to be a dirty thing, mom!” he argued. “I just wanted to know what attracted him to Minnie!”

    Jonghyun chuckled and shook his head. “It's not a dirty answer.”

    “Hyung, you don't have to say-” Taemin began, but Jonghyun shrugged and said “It's fine.” before elaborating.

    “There were a lot of things I liked about Taemin when we first met, but I fell for him because of who he is. I didn't really think I liked guys until I met him."

    Taemin bit his lip and flushed hard. Taesun beamed at him and his parents exchanged rather pleased smiles.

    “That didn't answer my question.” Taesun said flatly.

    “Right.” Jonghyun laughed, then looked Taemin up and down as if inspecting him. He knew that his favorite part was Taemin's lips. They were soft and pink and looked perfect stretched over his cock, but lips are kind of obvious, so he picked something else. “If I had to choose...ears. Taemin has really cute ears.”

    “Isn't that sweet?” Taesun crooned, making his parents roll their eyes. “And Taemin's favorite part of Jonghyun is...”

    “Abs.” the youngest said without thinking, then covered his mouth hurriedly, eyes wide.

    Everyone at the table choked out a fit of giggles and Jonghyun dropped his jaw, playing offended.

    “Glad to know I'm just a piece of meat to you.” he joked, turning away from his boyfriend and crossing his arms.

    “No- I- I mean-” Taemin stammered.

    “Oh, you meant what you said!” his mother swatted her hand at him and his father shook his head, mumbling “I don't want to know how you've even seen them.”

    Taesun clapped his father on the shoulder and chuckled. “We're growing up, dad.” he said. “This is what happens.”

    The elder glared at his oldest son and Taesun patted his arm. “You hiding any girlfriends?” his father asked.

    “Just the one.” Taesun said with a smirk.

    “What?” his mother shouted.

    “Kidding!” he whined as his mother raised a fist at him. “Taemin can look at Jonghyun hyung's abs all day, but I can't even joke about hiding a girlfriend!”

    “I don't- We don't-” Taemin stood up. “Mom, it's not-”

    “Lies!” Taesun stood, too and the laugh he'd been holding in for just about forever finally escaped him.

    “You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?” Taemin said flatly.

    “The whole time.” their mother answered. “I'm surprised he lasted this long, to be honest.”

    “He usually starts laughing like that immediately. Good job holding out, son.” their father added, praising his oldest sarcastically. “You were a little late on the uptake, Taemin-ah.”

    Jonghyun snickered behind his hand.

    “Don't sit down, boys.” their mother said and stood, helping her husband up. “You're clearing the table.”

    “We have to clean up, too?” Taesun asked incredulously.

    “Too?” their father raised a brow. “Jonghyun and Taemin made the food. You played video games in the living room. I saw you.”

    “As a matter of fact, Taesunnie can stay and clean up on his own.” their mother added. “Jonghyun, Taemin you should go out if you'd like.”

    Taemin and Jonghyun looked at the woman, happily surprised. “Seriously?” Taemin beamed.

    “Yeah go on a date or whatever.” Taemin's father shrugged. “Just be back before midnight.”

    “I love you guys!” Taemin rushed forward and hugged his parents.

    “We love you, too, sweetie.” his mother chuckled.

    “I love you, too!” Taesun cried and flung his long arms around the trio dramatically. “Get in here, hyung. Group hug!”

    Jonghyun chuckled and walked up to the family tentatively. Taemin's father laughed and pulled him closer. “Welcome to the family.” he said. “If you don't mind dealing with all...this.”

    “This isn't so bad.” Jonghyun said as Taemin snaked his left arm out to wrap it around his boyfriend's waist. Jonghyun put his hand over the blond's and squeezed. “This is nice.”

    Taemin pulled back, bringing Jonghyun with him, and the hug ended. Taemin changed into more casual clothes and Jonghyun helped Taesun clean up a little while he waited for his date. Taemin emerged from his bedroom, wearing red jeans and a black shirt and Jonghyun beamed at him.

    “Ready to go, babe?” he asked.

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded and led the way to the door.

    “Back before midnight.” his father called when he heard the door open.

    “Yes sir!” Jonghyun called back and chuckled when Taesun said that four hours was “more than enough time to defile the precious makne.” and got smacked over the head for it.

    “So embarrassing.” Taemin groaned and shut the door closed behind his boyfriend.

    “They're funny.” Jonghyun giggled and took Taemin's hand as the walked toward the elevator. “My family is boring in comparison.”

    “Boring is probably better than this.” Taemin said. “I don't know what got into my brother back there. He may have started doing drugs in college. I'm not sure.”

     The elevator opened and the couple sauntered into the empty lift. Jonghyun leaned against the wall as it slowly descended and pulled Taemin back into him.

    “He was right about one thing, baby.” Jonghyun whispered, looking around for a camera. Unfortunately, he found one, so instead of kissing Taemin's neck like he wanted to, he rested his chin on the blond's shoulder.

    “What's that, hyung?” Taemin asked.

    “Four hours is enough time.” Jonghyun answered, pushing his hips forward, making Taemin gasp. “Does that sound like something you'd be interested in?”

    “Hyung,” Taemin breathed and rolled his hips, pressing his ass into Jonghyun's crotch.

    “Calm down, baby.” Jonghyun chuckled lowly. “Cameras.”

    “I wonder if our security guard likes gay porn.” Taemin smirked back at the elder and gripped his hands, so they stayed firmly at his hips when he pushed back harder and craned his neck further to connect their lips.

    Jonghyun moaned needfully and followed Taemin's rhythm, winding his hips in time with the blond's, almost as if they were dancing.

    “I love you.” Jonghyun breathed into their kiss and Taemin barely had time to say “Me too.” when the bell dinged and they jumped apart, allowing an elderly woman to get on just one floor before the ground.

    They inclined their heads to the elder, flushing brightly. She raised a brow at them and they hoped she couldn't tell that they were both at least half hard. When the elevator stopped again, the couple allowed her to step off first before practically running out to Jonghyun's car where they both burst into laughter.

    “Do you think she saw?” Jonghyun asked once they'd calmed down and started out toward his place.

    “I don't care.” Taemin shrugged. “She's a mean old lady. My parents had her babysit us once and she was awful. I hope we scarred her for the rest of her life.”

    Jonghyun laughed and they drove the rest of the way, discussing whether or not the security guard would laugh at what happened when he reviewed the tapes. They got back to Jonghyun's apartment and Taemin headed for the bedroom immediately.

    “That's where this is going?” Jonghyun smirked and followed the blond, pulling his shirt off in the doorway as Taemin laid himself down on the bed. “So are my abs really your favorite?”

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded, reaching out his hands for Jonghyun to join him. Jonghyun crawled over and straddled him. “Are my ears really all that cute?”

    “They're not really my favorite.” Jonghyun said quietly.

    “I didn't think so.”

    “These are.” Jonghyun explained before running his tongue over Taemin's lips.

    “Hyung?” Taemin whispered.

    “Hm?” Jonghyun hummed against the blond's jaw.

    “Did you ever buy lube?”

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (33/37) - unfinished

    Jonghyun, Taemin, and Taesun sat in the brothers' living room in a sort of awkward silence. The couple held hands on the loveseat while Taesun regarded them with narrowed eyes. Jonghyun felt as if he was being put under the microscope. He knew that he and Taesun were on good terms and that he was only making sure that his baby brother was in good hands, but the way he'd been looking at him since they entered the apartment was unsettling.

    “So...” Taesun finally broke the silence. “Who does the 'topping'? I've been trying to figure it out for the last twenty minutes and I can't see either of you two being all that assertive.”

    “Hyung!” Taemin jumped about a foot off the couch.

    Jonghyun burst into laughter. “That's why you were looking at us like that?”

    “Well, yeah.” Taesun shrugged. “It's obvious Taeminnie spent the night with you last night, so I've been wondering how you did it. Sorry, hyung, but I think of you as more of a whiny-bitch type and I don't think my baby bro has it in him.”

    “Oh my god!” Taemin's face reddened and he buried it in Jonghyun's shoulder, mumbling “I'm so sorry.”

    Jonghyun barked out a laugh and wrapped his arm around Taemin. “Don't you think that's a little personal?”

    “Oh.” Taesun chuckled in embarrassment. “Sorry. I have no filter. You'll tell me later, right, Minnie?”

    “Hyung!” the blond whined. “We haven't- We didn't even-”

    “Oh!” Taesun nodded in understanding. “So what did you do last night? It couldn't all be innocent.”

    “Hyung, that's not your business.” Taemin groaned.

    “I bet it was blow jobs.” Taesun said nodding, completely sure of himself.

    “Oh my god, would you shut up, hyung, really?!” Taemin cried in exasperation.

    “What's with the shouting?” their father said as he unlocked the door and stepped in, followed by their mother. Taemin and Jonghyun straightened up. “Oh, Mr. Kim! What brings you here?”

    “They have something to announce.” Taesun said, moving over on the couch to let his parents sit.

    They looked between each other and the boys, slightly confused and sat by their eldest.

    “What's this about, sweetie?” their mother asked. “Is this about music lessons, Mr. Kim?”

    “Please call me Jonghyun.” the instructor smiled at them nervously. “And this has nothing to do with the school.”

    “Mom? Dad?” Taemin started and took a deep breath, deciding to rip this off like a band-aid. “Jonghyun-hyung-is-my-boyfriend.”

    The elders inhaled sharply and blinked at the couple for a moment. The boys shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

    “Jonghyun hyung is really good to him, mom.” Taesun vouched for them. “He's really happy, dad.”

    Taemin bit down on his lip and tapped his foot in anticipation for the worst. There were still no reactions from either of them. Jonghyun took his shaking hands in both of his and he could feel his thundering heart rate slow. The elders looked at each other and bit their lips to hold back their smiles, but they couldn't anymore and both of them burst into laughter. The boys frowned.

    “What?” Taemin asked, confused. “I'm being serious!”

    “Oh, baby.” his mother sighed and patted her husband's back. He couldn't come down from his fit of giggles. “We know. We always knew.”

    “What do you mean always?” Taemin pouted.

    His father sighed dramatically and rubbed at his stomach. “We prepared ourselves for your coming out since you were three and you told us you wanted to marry Batman.” he shook his head. “We just didn't think it'd be this dramatic.”

    “I said that?” Taemin's eyes widened and his parents nodded in affirmation.

    Jonghyun beamed at the blond and squeezed his hand tighter. “See? Not bad at all.” he whispered.

    “We do have to discuss the matter of your music classes, though.” his father said, seriously. “Now that you two are together, how much singing is actually happening at those lessons?”

    “We sing!” Taemin defended.

    His parents stared at him blankly. Taemin could rarely lie to them without them finding out about it sooner or later.

    “Most of the time.” he mumbled. Taesun barked out a laugh that was quelled by his mother's harsh glare.

    “I know a teacher who will trade students with me if that will make you more comfortable.” Jonghyun said with a hurriedly. If it was a condition of dating Taemin openly, he'd take it. “He won't even have to change his schedule or anything.”

    “Hyung.” Taemin pouted.

    “We don't have to hide anymore, Taemin.” he whispered. “It's not as necessary anymore.”

    “I would feel more comfortable with that, yes.” Taemin's mother nodded.

    “I'll call Jinki hyung tonight, then.” Jonghyun agreed.

    “Did you eat dinner, Jonghyun?” Taemin's father asked.

    “Oh- Um- Not yet.” Jonghyun shook his head.

    “Good.” the elder nodded. “Then you can help the boys make it.”

    “Uh- Yes, sir.” Jonghyun stood and the brothers did, too.

    “Why do we have to?” Taesun grumbled.

    “Because you skipped out on church for no good reason.” his mother countered.

    “It was so a good reason!” Taesun pouted enough to rival his baby brother. “You should have seen the state of him! He was freaking out.”

    “Was not!” Taemin scoffed.

    “Were so!” Taesun sang back.

    “Boys!” their father shouted. “Show Jonghyun where the kitchen is and stop acting like preschoolers.”

    Jonghyun chuckled at their ashamed faces and was pulled along to the kitchen

    “Let's make ramen just to spite them.” Taesun suggested under his breath.

    Jonghyun laughed and Taemin shook his head.

    “Hyung, they're being so awesome about this.” he argued. “I can't make them a cheap dinner.”

    “We'll make something good, baby.” Jonghyun said with a soft chuckle, relieved that he was going to be accepted into Taemin's family with little hassle.

    “Aw.” Taesun giggled. “He calls you baby.”

    “Shut up!” Taemin swiped at him, but Jonghyun pulled him back.

    “Show me where the ingredients are and we'll see what we have to work with.” he said, turning Taemin toward the fridge.

    “Can't we just order something and call it a day?” Taesun groaned when Jonghyun asked him to start cutting up an onion. “You have money, don't you, hyung?”

    “Hyung, stop. Please.” Taemin begged as he started cleaning the rice.

    “What?” he chuckled. “What am I doing?”

    “Being yourself.” Taemin whined.

    Jonghyun laughed and ruffled the blond's hair. “It's okay.” he said. “I think he's funny. And it's nice that he's comfortable enough with me to ask for money already.”

    “See?” Taesun smirked at his little brother. “I'm funny. About that money...”

    “No.” Jonghyun said flatly before beaming at him.

    “Boo.” Taesun grumbled and turned back to the vegetables. “You have no money and you make me chop up the most evil vegetable there is. I change my mind. You can't date my brother.”

    Taemin picked up a wooden spoon and made to crack it over his brother's head, but his boyfriend caught his wrist and laughed it off. He took the spoon from him and set it down before wrapping his arms around Taemin's middle to whisper in his ear.

    “He's joking, baby. It's okay.”

    “It's embarrassing.” Taemin hissed back.

    “It's cute. You have a good brother.”

    Taemin took a deep breath and chuckled softly, leaning back into Jonghyun's chest. “Yeah. I guess I do.”

    “Aw.” Taesun sang. “I love you, too!”

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (32/37) - unfinished

    “Taemin-ah.” Taesun hissed into his brother's ear.

    “What?” the blond responded, barely audibly. He didn't want his parents to catch them whispering during the service, but his brother had been annoying him for the last fifteen minutes and if he didn't respond, it'd only get worse.

    “I know your little secret.” Taesun smirked at him.

    Taemin flushed a bright red and his eyes widened substantially before he blinked and shook the panic away. There was no way Taesun could know. “What are you talking about?” Taemin frowned, feigning ignorance.

    “Our Jonghyun hyung is more than just a teacher to you, isn't he?”

    The blond gasped and stood abruptly. His parents turned worried glances in his direction and he quickly faked stomach pain, clutching his middle and frowning.

    “I don't feel well.” he explained to his mother, who knitted her brow with concern.

    “Taesun hyung, come with me to the restroom.” Taemin pleaded.

    “Go quickly.” their father said as he stood to let them by.

    Taesun smirked and followed his brother out of the auditorium and into the hall.

    “Lying in church and sleeping with a grown man.” he tutted. “My, my. We sure know how to live in sin.”

    “Hyung.” Taemin hissed and brought a finger to his lips. “Not here.”

    “We're gonna talk about this, you know.” Taesun said, eyebrows raised.

    “Fine.” Taemin said and looked around to make sure the coast was clear before dragging his brother into the coat room.

    “A closet.” the elder chuckled. “How fitting.”

    “Stop that.” Taemin hissed. “Do you hate me now?”

    “No, stupid.” Taesun rolled his eye and flicked Taemin's ear.

    “Ow.” Taemin grumbled as he rubbed at his quickly reddening ear. “Then why are you acting so weird?”

    “Think about it, Minnie.” Taesun sighed and leaned against the door. “I'm your brother and you've been hiding this from me for god knows how long. I didn't even know you were gay. When did that start?”

    “I wouldn't say I'm gay...but since I met Jonghyun, I guess.” Taemin sighed. “Although I probably was whatever I am before then and I just didn't realize it.”

    “So you've been dating Jonghyun this whole time and I didn't catch it till now?”

    “No.” Taemin took a deep breath and shook his head. “It's a long story, but I didn't start dating Jonghyun until about six weeks ago after he broke up with his girlfriend and Kai and I started being friends again.”

    “What?” Taesun asked, confused. “When were you and Kai ever not friends?”

    “When we were dating.” Taemin answered in a small voice.

    “What?!” Taesun nearly shouted.

    “Shit.” Taemin hissed. “I just outed my best friend.”

    “Dude, it was totally obvious Jongin is gay for you. I knew this.” Taesun dismissed his brother's worry. “I just can't believe you've had more than one boyfriend!”

    “Well, he doesn't like me that way anymore.” Taemin shook his head.

    “Because he and Luhan hyung are together...?” Taesun guessed.

    Taemin narrowed his eyes at his brother and changed the subject. “Look, I'm sorry I never told you. I was just scared.”

    “Of me?” Taesun raised a brow. “I'm the coolest brother you could ask for!” He chuckled and ruffled Taemin's hair.

    The younger pouted and attempted to fix it, mumbling “It's not you I'm scared of, but you wouldn't be able to keep the secret, so I couldn't tell you in case you'd go blabbing about it.”

    “So it's our parents you're scared of?”

    “Well, yeah.” Taemin sighed. “Look at who they are. Look where we are.”

    “Religion doesn't equal anti-gay, dork.” Taesun rolled his eyes. “Our parents love you too much to abandon you for something stupid like this. The fact that Jonghyun hyung is like six years older than-”

    “Three years!” Taemin shouted. “And I'm totally legal, so-”

    “Speaking of which-” Taesun cut him off, adopting a teasing grin. “You spent the night at his place, didn't you? I saw him drop you off...and kiss you goodbye.”

    Taemin flushed. That's how they'd been caught. It was stupid to think that the slight tint on Jonghyun's car windows would obscure them enough.

    “S-So what if I did?” Taemin stammered.

    “S-So did you get some?” Taesun mocked his brother's childish embarrassment and laughed when he turned a deep shade of red.

    “What's wrong with you?” Taemin whined.

    “I don't know.” the elder chuckled. “My baby brother's all grown up, having sex and whatnot. I'm kinda proud.”

    “You're so embarrassing.” Taemin grumbled and buried his face in his hands.

    Taesun clapped him on the shoulder and chuckled. “Well, we either get back to service or I say I have to drive you home because you're too sick. What do you think?”

    “Home, please.” the younger murmured into his hands.

    “Wait for me in the car, then.” Taesun chuckled and handed Taemin his keys.

    The brothers went their separate ways and Taemin texted Jonghyun about Taesun finding out while he waited for his brother.

Remember how I said I'd tell my family soon?

Yeah. Why? What's up?

Taesun hyung may have caught us kissing...

Shit, baby I'm sorry. That's not

how he should have found out.

Are you guys okay?

               Yeah. It's all good. He's being kinda weird,

but it's more overly-supportive weird than

I-hate-your-very-existence weird.

Supportive is good ^_^

Yeah ^^ Now I just have to tell my parents...

Are you gonna do that today?

I think so.

Want me to be there, baby?

Please?

Of course, Taem. Are you home now?

Taesun hyung is taking me home early. I

said I was sick.

I can come get you, so he doesn't have

to leave.

It's okay. I see him coming now.

Aw :c That was my excuse to go get you...

lol I'll be home in five minutes, meet

me there.

See you in five, Minnie.

    “Is that him?” Taesun asked as he opened the driver's side door.

    “Huh?” Taemin looked up from his phone dreamily.

    “Yeah. That's him.” Taesun answered his own question, shaking his head as he started the engine. “I can't believe I didn't notice the lovesick puppy eyes before.”

    Taemin scowled. “I'm not lovesick.”

    Taesun chuckled as he set off. “Whatever you say, baby bro.”

    Taemin sighed heavily, closed his eyes, and leaned back into the seat. He wasn't really ready to tell his parents yet, but since Taesun already knew, there was no use hiding it. His elder brother was playful and sweet and he was really being cool about finding out the big secret, but Taemin knew that he wouldn't be able to keep it. It wasn't that Taesun was disloyal, he was just a little careless. If he didn't see a problem with Taemin being with Jonghyun, then he wouldn't see a problem with talking openly about it, regardless of what others may think.

    It was true that their parents were both very loving and accepting of whatever their boys wanted to do. When Taemin asked to take dance lessons, his parents agreed to take him even though the lessons were too expensive. Even when Taesun said he wanted to study photography, they supported his choice even though they'd been hoping he'd study law. They never even really got too angry when their sons did wrong. They were punished, of course, but Taemin had always found them to be quite fair compared to the stories some of his friends told about their parents.

    Taemin wasn't sure why he thought that they wouldn't accept that he was dating a man. They had never expressed homophobia of any kind. They encouraged Taesun and Taemin to read the bible and go to church, but it was never obligatory and every time they spoke of God, they spoke of his love for all people on earth. It was never hateful. Thinking about it, Taemin realized that the reasons he may have been scared were his own insecurities.

    “Hey.” Taesun interrupted his thoughts, sounding a bit concerned. “We're here. You okay?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin nodded and looked out the window toward his building. Jonghyun was there leaning against the hood of his car, waiting. “I was just thinking.”

    “About telling mom and dad?” Taesun asked as they stepped out of the car and walked toward their apartment.

    “Yeah.” Taemin smiled softly at his brother. “But I think it'll work out. Besides, I have you and Jonghyun here if they don't.”

    “You sure do.” Taesun beamed down at his brother and wrapped an arm around his shoulders as they approached Jonghyun. “Hey, hyung!” Taesun called to him.

    “Hi, Taesun.” Jonghyun shifted nervously. “It's good to see you again.”

    “You take good care of my Taeminnie, got that?” Taesun said, shoving the blond toward him.

    Taemin scowled back at his brother as he stumbled forward into Jonghyun's arms. The eldest steadied him and chuckled.

    “Of course.” he said. “I promise.” he whispered in Taemin's ear.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (31/37) - unfinished

Good morning baby,

    I'm sorry that you'll be waking up to this on my pillow instead of me, but I got called into the store this morning. I wouldn't have gone if I didn't need the hours, believe me. Last night was amazing. I hope you slept well. I should be home before lunchtime. If you get hungry there's food in the fridge and if you don't like any of it, I left some money on the counter so you can call for delivery, and you can borrow my clothes again if you want to shower. I can't wait to come home to you.

    Love,

          Jonghyun

P.S. You look like an angel when you sleep.

P.P.S. I love you.

    Taemin read the note with a sleepy smile and sighed. At least the night before wasn't a dream. He was clearly still in Jonghyun's room, in his bed, surrounded by his scent. He smiled at the thought. Although he'd wanted so badly to wake up in his boyfriend's arms, this wasn't so bad. He folded the letter back up and placed it on the side table.

    He stood and checked the time. He wasn't going to have to wait long for Jonghyun to come home considering how much he'd slept in. He found some clothes in Jonghyun's closet that he liked and showered. He found the money Jonghyun left behind and his eyes widened. It was definitely too much for just one person. Taemin was content to eat some microwave oatmeal and a banana he found in the cupboard anyway.

    He walked around Jonghyun's apartment, exploring. He wouldn't go through anything he deemed to be personal, such as his boyfriend's desk drawer, but he did look at the things on the surface. He chuckled at Jonghyun's pictures and toys again and combed through his selection of video games and DVDs. Jonghyun found him scanning his small book collection when he came home.

    “Find anything interesting?” he said quietly, startling the blond.

    “Oh!” Taemin jumped and turned to face the elder, grinning brightly. “Hyung, you're back!”

    “Mhmm.” Jonghyun hummed, wrapping his arms around Taemin's waist. “Did you sleep okay, baby?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin nodded as he brought his hands to Jonghyun's shoulders. “I still didn't get to wake up to you, though.” he pouted.

    “I woke up to you.” Jonghyun smiled. “You were curled up like a shrimp again.”

    Taemin crinkled his nose. “I'm not a shrimp, hyung.”

    “No.” Jonghyun chuckled. “You're much cuter.” he said, leaning forward to peck Taemin's pout away.

    The blond giggled and pressed their lips together again. “How was work?” he asked between kisses.

    “Boring. Had to count inventory, but I got paid double.” Jonghyun answered, going for another soft kiss. “Did you eat?”

    “Mm.” Taemin hummed, lips lingering longer than before.

    Jonghyun swiped his tongue along the seam of Taemin's lips and he parted them eagerly. Jonghyun explored Taemin's mouth, tasting him, savoring his sweetness.

    “You've had a banana.” Jonghyun noted as he pulled back to nip at Taemin's lower lip.

    “I did.” Taemin whispered, feeling his skin flush as Jonghyun's hands found their way under the over-large band t-shirt he'd chosen.

    “And this shirt looks too good on you.” Jonghyun said as he lifted the thing off. “That's better.”

    Taemin gasped when Jonghyun's teeth scraped along his collarbone. He was lifted once again and dropped onto the couch, bouncing up slightly to bump up into Jonghyun who was quick to hover over him, lips hot and needy on his chest.

    “H-Hyung!” Taemin moaned as the elder ground their hips together.

    “Come shower with me, Minnie.” Jonghyun whispered against Taemin's ribs.

    Taemin giggled and took Jonghyun's face into his hands, bringing him up to look him in the eye.

    “I have to go home soon, baby.” he smiled softly. “I'm supposed to be at Kai's, remember? My parents may come looking for me soon. We have to go to church.” he said, flushing a little at the thought of the sins he'd committed in just the past few days. God would forgive him. That's what He does. He reasoned.

    “Oh.” Jonghyun pouted. “I wanted to keep you for another night.”

    Taemin laughed and pecked Jonghyun's lips lightly. “I wish, but I have school tomorrow, you know.”

    “I can't wait till you graduate.” Jonghyun sighed and stood, allowing Taemin to sit up. “Then you'll be free and I can play with you whenever I want.”

    Taemin giggled, beaming at the prospect. “That would be nice.” he said as he stood and found his shirt on the floor.

    “Let me take a quick shower and then I'll take you home.” Jonghyun said with a resigned sigh.

    “Okay.” Taemin nodded and pressed his lips to Jonghyun's forehead.

    “Sure you don't wanna join me?” Jonghyun asked, wiggling his eyebrows and smirking.

    “Hyung!” Taemin laughed and shoved him toward the bathroom. “If I went with you it wouldn't be a quick shower anymore.”

    “True.” Jonghyun conceded and shrugged. “It was worth a try.”

    He went off to shower and returned to find Taemin flipping through a graphic novel when he got back, fully dressed, hair still dripping. Taemin smiled up at him and set the book down.

     “Ready to go, babe?” Jonghyun asked as the blond walked over to him and wrapped him in a hug, nuzzling into his neck to smell the freshly washed skin.

     “Uh-uh.” Taemin hummed negatively and held the elder tighter. “But I have to.”

    Jonghyun smiled and kissed the blond's temple. “You could always stay here.” Jonghyun whispered.

    “We'd get caught if I did.” Taemin pouted.

    “Would that be such a bad thing?” Jonghyun asked.

    Taemin flushed. He didn't really want to have this conversation again. “I mean-”

    “Here,” Jonghyun said, tugging Taemin over to the kitchen and leading him to a stool. “Sit.”

    Taemin did as he was asked and Jonghyun took his cell phone from his pocket. He dialed a number and set his phone down on the small island in front of Taemin and soon they both heard a ringing through the speaker.

    “Hello?” came a woman's voice on the other end and Jonghyun gripped Taemin's hand.

    “Mommy!” Jonghyun sang.

    “Oh, hi, baby!” the woman giggled melodically, reminding Taemin of her son. “You haven't called in a while.”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun chuckled guiltily. “Listen, is dad there with you? I have something important to say.”

    Taemin's eyes widened and he looked up at Jonghyun's face. The elder flashed him a reassuring smile as his mother fretted on the other line, looking for her husband and wondering aloud about the news her son had for her.

    “What's going on?” Jonghyun's father's gruff voice cut through the air. “If you're marrying that Jessica girl, I'm not sure I approve. I said from the star-”

    “It's not that, dad.” Jonghyun sighed over him. “You were right about her...”

    “Aren't I always?” his father sounded proud about it.

    “Yeah, yeah.” Jonghyun rolled his eyes and Taemin suppressed a giggle as the elder barked in triumphant laughter over the phone. “Well, anyway...” Jonghyun shook his head. “She and I broke up over a month ago and I found someone new.”

    “Oh!” his parents chorused on the line. “Is that what this is about?”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun took a deep breath. “But that's not just it...”

    “What is it, son?” Jonghyun's father asked, worry coloring his tone and he dropped his voice. “Did ya get her knocked up?”

    “What?!” Jonghyun gasped. “Dad, no!”

    Taemin flushed and hung his head. Maybe Jonghyun shouldn't have put them on speaker phone.

    “Whew.” his father chuckled. “Then what's up?”

    “I'm not dating a girl.” Jonghyun finally said, skin flushing bright red with anticipation. “He's a guy and his name is Lee Taemin and he's the most amazing person I know.”

    There was a brief pause and Taemin felt Jonghyun's hands clam up as his grip tightened. The blond stood and pulled the elder into a supportive back hug.

    “Well, that's new.” Jonghyun's mother finally said after clearing her throat. “Wh-When did that happen?”

  �� “H-He's a student at the music school and we met there.” Jonghyun said, avoiding telling them that Taemin was his student.

     “Well,” Jonghyun's father sighed. “At least he can't get pregnant.”

    Jonghyun and Taemin relaxed, falling into a bout of giggles that his parents joined in on.

    “Is he there with you, sweetie?” his mother asked. “I hear someone else.”

    “Yeah that's Taemin.” Jonghyun answered, holding him proudly to his hip.

    “H-Hello.” Taemin said shyly.

    Jonghyun's parents greeted him and introduced themselves. Taemin felt nervous as he spoke to them on the phone, but they seemed to find the way he stumbled over his words endearing.

    “Aren't you the sweetest thing?” Jonghyun's mother chuckled when he mispronounced his own name.

    “He is.” Jonghyun agreed and pecked the blond's pink-tinged cheek.

    “Well, you'll have to bring him round some time so we can meet him properly.” his father said.

    “Of course, dad.” Jonghyun beamed when Taemin's eyes widened. “I have to get him to church now, though, so we're gonna have to talk later.”

    “Oh!” his mother chirped happily. “He goes to church, how sweet.”

    “G-Goodbye Mr. and Mrs. Kim.” Taemin said unsurely.

    “Goodbye, dear.” Jonghyun's mother chuckled and her husband grunted his farewell, saying he was going to go back to watch his soccer game. “Try and convince Jonghyun to go to church with you some time, yeah?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin laughed at the horrified look on his boyfriend's face.

    “Bye, mom!” Jonghyun sang.

    “I'm just saying, it'd be-”

    “BYE, MOM!” Jonghyun yelled.

    “But wouldn't-”

    “BYE! I LOVE YOU!” Jonghyun called before ending the call and turning to Taemin. “That wasn't so bad.”

    Taemin nodded in agreement. “But your parents are not my parents.”

    “Very true.” Jonghyun nodded. “But at least that's two down.

    “Yeah.” Taemin said and checked the time on his phone. “We should be going now, hyung.”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun nodded and led Taemin to the door.

    They drove to Taemin's house feeling light and happy. At least Jonghyun's family approved of their relationship. And it did seem rather easy to tell them at least. Whether or not they'd be as cool as Jonghyun's parents, was another matter altogether.

    Jonghyun parked and crinkled his eyes as he smiled at the blond. “Call me if you're free later.”

    “'Kay.” Taemin smiled at him and lingered for a while, content to just smile at the sweet man before him in silence.

    “Didn't you have to go, babe?” Jonghyun chuckled after a moment.

    “I'm gonna tell them soon, hyung.” Taemin said softly. “I promise.”

    “I know you will, baby.” Jonghyun leaned toward him and Taemin cupped his cheek.

    “I love you, hyung.” he whispered before pressing his lips gently against the elder's.

    “Mm.” Jonghyun hummed, smiling into the kiss. “I love you, too, Taemin-ah. Now, go on. You gotta get ready for church.”

    “Yeah.” Taemin sighed and opened the passenger door.

    Taesun watched the scene unfold with wide eyes. Now he knew why Jonghyun had such a soft spot for his baby brother. This. Was. Big.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (30/37) - unfinished

   After the show, Taemin was surrounded by his family again, this time with Kai and Luhan in tow. Jonghyun took the opportunity to properly introduce himself, while the blond rounded on his friends.

    “You came!” he beamed at the couple, stepping toward them, arms wide for a hug from them.

    “Of course we did.” Luhan chuckled and allowed himself to be pulled into the small group hug.

    “I'm honored to be a part of your first date.” Taemin said quietly enough so that the others didn't hear, not that they were paying much attention.

    The couple flushed and glanced at each other briefly before turning away and turning an even darker shade of red.

    “It's going well, I take it.” Taemin chuckled at their reaction.

    Kai bit his lip and gave Taemin a look that his best friend was able to translate as “Yes it is. Stop talking about it before you ruin it.”

    “Right.” Taemin's father said, gaining their attention (just in time, Kai thought). “What are we doing to celebrate?”

    “Oh, Jonghyun and I were going to dinner as celebration.” Taemin said hurriedly.

    “That's a great idea, sweetie.” his mother beamed up at him. “Dinner sounds lovely.”

    Taemin blinked at her and looked over at Jonghyun who looked just as surprised. They hadn't planned on Taemin's family wanting to celebrate, too.

    “Oh, well, Jonghyun hyung was going to treat me to dinner and I don't think it's fair-” Taemin started, but Jonghyun stopped him, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

    “Don't worry about that, Taemin-ah.” he smiled widely. “I can treat everyone, it's no problem.”

    “Oh, we couldn't let you do that.” Taemin's father shook his head.

    “I insist.” Jonghyun said with a nod. “You guys wanna come, too?” he asked, extending the invitation Luhan and Kai.

    “Oh, I like this guy.” Taesun cut in before the couple could respond, nudging Taemin's shoulder. “I see why you spend so much time with him.”

    Taemin blushed and chuckled awkwardly as Jonghyun ruffled his hair.

    “Taemin is a special kid.” Jonghyun said, smiling proudly at the blond. “It's hard not to want to make him happy.”

    Taemin flushed harder and coughed to cover it up, walking over to Kai and Luhan again.

    “Do you want to come, then?” Taemin asked them. “Or did you have other plans?”

    Kai and Taemin looked into each others' eyes, trying to figure out what the other wanted. It was obvious to Kai that the blond wanted them to go to this dinner, for whatever reason. And Taemin knew that Kai didn't want to go because he probably had something special planned with Luhan. Their silent conversation only lasted about thirty seconds, but the slightly older boy won out and Kai shook his head, chuckling at his own loss.

    “I think it would be nice, don't you, hyung?” he said to Luhan.

    “Oh.” Luhan chirped, a bit surprised. “Sure, if that's what you want to do.”

    Kai nodded and the group went out together, deciding to go to Taemin's favorite restaurant for the occasion. Taemin walked Luhan and Kai to their car to apologize for interrupting their date and explaining why he needed them to be there.

    “Oh.” Kai said, wide eyed, shaking off the images of Jonghyun and Taemin being intimate. “I'll be your excuse if you need it, Taemin.”

    “Thanks, guys!” Taemin said again. “I'd do the same for you if you ever needed it.” he said, winking as he retreated back to Jonghyun's car.

    The group took up two tables at Taemin's favorite place and Jonghyun was very generous, insisting that everybody order what they liked to eat best. He was funny and charismatic and Taemin found himself staring as his boyfriend talked and laughed with his family. Jonghyun turned to him and chuckled, leaning in to whisper in his ear.

    “I love you.” he said simply, casually, as if he was sharing a small, innocent inside joke.

    Taemin felt his heart flutter in his chest and he elbowed Jonghyun playfully in response. He made eye contact with the elder and beamed at him. He was happy. Happy that Jonghyun was his, happy that his family and friends seemed to be getting on well with him, especially Taesun who openly admitted that he intended to spend more time with him. Even Luhan and Kai seemed to be enjoying his company and they had never really liked him to begin with. Jonghyun was the most beautiful person Taemin knew and he was amazed to be so loved by someone so incredible, a perfect human being.

    After the dinner, Kai asked Taemin if he'd like to spend the night at his house. Taemin turned pleading eyes to his parents and they chuckled their consent. Taemin had spent plenty of weekends with Kai before, so they thought nothing of it.

    Taemin waved his family off and thanked Luhan and Kai one more time before waving them away, too.

    “Wait.” Jonghyun said as he watched the others climb into their car, noting that Taemin stayed by his side. “You're not going to Kai's?”

    Taemin chuckled and took Jonghyun's hand, pulling him toward his car. “We had plans, hyung.” Taemin said. “Did you think you were going to get out of them so easily?”

    Jonghyun gaped at the blond as he was dragged forward. Taemin laughed and turned to face him.

    “Come on, hyung.” he whispered in the elder's ear. “Don't you wanna find out what else I learned on the internet?”

    “Let's go!” Jonghyun said, lifting Taemin over his shoulder and rushing to his car, ignoring Taemin's fists beating lightly on his back.

    Once they reached Jonghyun's apartment, Taemin pulled him close, locking lips before the door was fully closed. Jonghyun reacted instinctively, eagerly pressing his hips forward into Taemin's. The younger moaned needfully into Jonghyun's mouth, sending shivers through the elder that made blood rush to his groin. Taemin felt Jonghyun's hardening cock press against him and his whole body heated up. It was decided.  He was letting out all the stops. His hands rushed down to Jonghyun's belt and hurried to get rid of it.

    “Slow down, baby.” Jonghyun breathed against the blond's lips, taking his wrists in his hands to stop the frenzied movements. “I know I said we could go at your pace, but I didn't expect it to be lightning fast. We have all night, you know.”

    Taemin bit his lip and nodded, feeling a bit ashamed before he realized the truth of Jonghyun's words. They had the entire night alone. In Jonghyun's apartment. Where no one could interrupt. Where they didn't have to hide or hurry.  They had time to explore.  

    “Come on.” Jonghyun smiled at the younger, lifting his chin to place a gentle kiss on his lips. “Let's get to the bedroom before we start stripping, huh?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin chuckled, a bit embarrassed.

    He yelped as Jonghyun lifted him off his feet once again, carrying him into the bedroom. Jonghyun chuckled and leaned over to meld their lips together again before laying the blond down carefully. He sat astride Taemin, breath held in his lungs as he slid his tongue between Taemin's parted lips, his hands beneath the shirt he let Taemin borrow.

    Taemin arced up into his touch, his skin burning with sensation at the feel of Jonghyun's warm hands, the texture of his fingertips grazing lightly across his skin. Taemin brought his hands to Jonghyun's hips, sliding them up slowly, memorizing the musculature of his obliques as he lifted the fabric up under Jonghyun's arms.

    The elder leaned back to pull it away completely and Taemin felt his mouth water at the view. Jonghyun took Taemin's wrists and guided his hands over his torso. They'd never had the chance to fully appreciate one another like this and he wanted to savor Taemin's fingers sliding against his skin. The way Taemin looked up at him, eyes dark and hungry as he pressed his palms flat and traced the dips and curves of his frame. The way he licked his lips, sitting up and gripping Jonghyun's narrow waist in a firm grip as he brought his soft lips to Jonghyun's chest, kissing softly, sweetly before gliding his tongue along to taste.

    Jonghyun groaned when Taemin's mouth latched onto his hardened nipple. The younger already knew they were sensitive from playing around before, but he'd never been able to teethe at one, flick his tongue over it, sucking hard enough to make Jonghyun moan and pant and grind his hips against Taemin's.

    “My turn, babe.” Jonghyun whispered, pressing his forehead to Taemin's as he lifted the shirt off the blond and laid him back again.

    He seared Taemin's skin with his burning lips, tracing a serpentine pattern across his chest, down to his tummy. He circled his tongue around Taemin's navel, feeling the blond shiver and arch upward beneath him.

    He worked quickly to undo Taemin's jeans and slipped them off fluidly, taking his underwear off with them.

    “Yours, too, hyung.” Taemin panted out once he was fully exposed.

    Jonghyun simply nodded an removed his jeans quickly in order to hover back over Taemin. Their cocks brushed together for a second and they both moaned at the contact, pressing their hips closer together.

    “Hyung, keep doing that.” Taemin instructed in a breathy whisper, wrapping his arms around Jonghyun's neck.

    “You mean like this, baby?” Jonghyun asked, dipping his head down to suckle on Taemin's collar bone as he brought a hand to the base of his own shaft to steady himself before rutting against the blonde.

    Taemin elicited a strained whimper at the friction, the heat coming from Jonghyun. He gripped Jonghyun's shoulders as he wound his hips, fingers slipping on the sheen of sweat that was already starting to build up on the elder's back.

    “Fuck...” Taemin keened. “Just like that.”

    Jonghyun took both of their cocks into his hand and stroked them simultaneously as he bucked his hips forward.

    “Oh my god, Jjong.” Taemin choked out and forced the elder down to his lips, pushing his tongue through Jonghyun's with need.

    “Jesus, babe.” Jonghyun breathed against his lips. “I can come just like this.”

    “M-Me, too...” Taemin groaned, arching his back, pressing his feet into the mattress, bringing their bodies even closer.

    Jonghyun slowed his pace before stopping and pulling away all together.

    “W-What are you doing?” Taemin sat up and huffed in frustration.

    Jonghyun chuckled and pushed him back to lie down. “We have all night, baby.” he said. “I intend to take my time.”

    He grabbed one of his pillows and lifted Taemin up a bit to place it under the small of his back.

    “Hyung, what are you doing?” Taemin whined.

    “Remember what I did before?” Jonghyun said quietly, brushing his lips along Taemin's milky thigh.

    “W-With your tongue?” Taemin shivered as Jonghyun drew closer to his entrance.

    “Mm.” Jonghyun hummed as he sucked on Taemin's flesh, making the blond hiss as he marked him.

    “You wanna rim me again?” Taemin asked, voice quavering.

    Jonghyun flushed. He knew that's what it was called, he just hadn't expected Taemin to. It sounded so dirty as it spilled from his lips. It only made his need grow.

    “Y-Yeah.” Jonghyun said, spreading Taemin's legs further apart. “Did you like it?”

    Taemin bit his lip and nodded. “Do it again, hyung.” he said, tone slightly commanding.

    Jonghyun chuckled, smirking. “Are you telling me what to do right now?”

    “Hyung...” Taemin whined and wriggled around. “Do it. Please?”

    “Stay still, then.” Jonghyun laughed and held Taemin firm.

    Taemin stopped moving around and pushed his ass closer to Jonghyun.

    “So impatient.” Jonghyun shook his head before spreading Taemin's cheeks again. “It'd be easier if you flipped over, babe.”

    “Ugh!” Taemin groaned and flopped over, sticking his ass out high as he gripped the pillow and looked back over his shoulder, smirking. “I'm waiting.” he sang, swaying his hips seductively.

    “God, you're perfect.” Jonghyun chuckled as he gripped Taemin's cheeks and lapped around the tight, pink hole.

    Taemin squirmed and let a soft moan pass through his lips. “Fuck, hyung...” he breathed as he felt the wet organ wriggle inside him, massaging his walls.

    “Good?” Jonghyun pulled back to blow softly on the area, watching it contract as Taemin groaned and squirmed.

    “Mmm... You don't even know...” Taemin groaned out, popping his head up with an idea and shifting out of Jonghyun's grasp to sit up, making the elder furrow his brow in confusion. “Wanna see what it's like?”

    Jonghyun was taken aback. He froze as Taemin crawled forward. “You do, don't you, hyung?” Taemin whispered as his face drew closer.

    “I- I-” Jonghyun sputtered, eyes crossing as he watched Taemin lean in, touching their lips together just enough so that he knew they were there.

    “Come on, hyung.” Taemin said, tone seductive, sounding experienced beyond his years. “You want to make me happy, don't you?”

    “H-How will that make you happy?” Jonghyun asked.

    “It just will.” Taemin answered simply. “Let me try it, baby.”

    Jonghyun nodded hesistantly and turned over, taking the position Taemin had before, except he had much less confidence than the younger.

    Taemin spread the elder's cheeks apart and licked his lips as he saw Jonghyun's hole close tight with tension.

    “Relax, hyung.” Taemin cooed, pressing a kiss to the cleft of the elder's ass. “It's going to feel really nice, I promise.

    Jonghyun took a steadying breath and remembered that he was with Taemin and that Taemin wouldn't ever do anything without asking first. He relaxed and soon felt Taemin's breath in a place he never thought he would.

    Taemin gulped and hoped he knew how to do this right as he licked around the rim of Jonghyun's hole. The elder whined, more higher-pitched than expected, making Taemin chuckle.

    “That was pretty, baby.” he said.

    Jonghyun flushed and buried his face in a pillow. “Shut up.” he said and wiggled his ass to get Taemin to continue.

    The blond smiled and this time he poked his tongue through, trying to forget the stale taste as he listened to Jonghyun's breathing quicken, to the way he tried to hold back those whines, but they seemed to escape him without pause as he scrabbled at the sheets.

    “Oh god, oh god, oh god.” he repeated under his breath as Taemin continued swirling his tongue inside, pulling it out and poking it back through, kissing the outer rim and sucking gently.

    “You like this a lot, huh, hyung?” Taemin watched him in awe.

    “So much, baby, please don't stop.”

    “Do you want me to try a finger?” Taemin asked hesitantly.

    Jonghyun nodded fervently and pushed his ass back needfully.

    Whoa. Taemin thought as he slicked his middle finger with saliva and pressed it to Jonghyun's hole, listening to him keen with want before slipping it inside. Baby, are you a bottom?

    Jonghyun backed himself into Taemin's hand as he pushed his finger inside, curving his finger, pulling out just a little before pushing back in.

    “How's this, babe?” Taemin asked, leaning over Jonghyun's back, kissing his shoulder.

    “P-Pump it.” Jonghyun ordered.

    “Like this?” Taemin asked and started to tug on Jonghyun's neglected erection.

     Jonghyun arched up and moaned, but shook his head. “N-Not that.”

    “Oh.” Taemin smirked, continuing to stroke as he began to pump his finger at the same pace. “Like this?”

    “Oh fuck, Taemin.” Jonghyun panted heavily. “Like that, baby. Oh god, just like that...”

    Taemin bit his lip, brow furrowed as he watched the elder pant, writhe, and beg for him.

    “Fuck, hyung, you're so gorgeous like this.” he whispered placing kisses on Jonghyun's neck and shoulders.

    “Shit! I”m- I can't-” Jonghyun grunted.

    “Come for me, baby.” Taemin whispered in his ear and that sent the elder over the edge, making him seize up and spurt hot and hard over Taemin's fist.

    “Hyung?” Taemin whispered as Jonghyun dropped into his own mess, breathing heavily. “You okay, babe?”

    He turned to face the blond. “Y-You touched this thing and I- I couldn't hold it anymore.”

    Taemin chuckled. “Your prostate, baby.” he explained “And it was really hot to watch.”

    “Where'd you learn all this stuff, Taemin-ah?” Jonghyun asked as Taemin lay beside him.

    “I told you.” he said. “I've been doing research on the internet.”

    “By research, I'm assuming you mean porn.” Jonghyun raised a brow.

    Taemin smiled softly and widened his innocent eyes. “I'm learning for you, hyung.” he said, tone sugary sweet.

    “Taemin-ah!” the elder scolded, slapping his arm playfully.

    “You liked it!” Taemin said in response, sticking his tongue out.

    “Wanna see if I can find your prostate?” Jonghyun wiggled his eyebrows up and down.

    Taemin smiled deviously. “That's for bottoms.” he teased.

    “Huh?” Jonghyun's face fell, he knew that term, too. “What are you trying to say?”

    “You are a whining cock slut, Kim Jonghyun.” Taemin said, making Jonghyun gasp and drop his jaw widely in shock and amusement. “But it's nothing to be ashamed of, baby. You were so sexy.”

    “Taemin!” Jonghyun scolded him again, making the blond laugh and flinch away. “You and these dirty words! I think you've been watching too much porn.”

    “Probably.” Taemin shrugged and leaned back, hands behind his head as he stared pointedly at his own erection. “Are you going to do anything about this or-?”

    “Watch the sass, mister.” Jonghyun chuckled as he took Taemin's shaft into his fist and stroked slowly.

    “Mmm.” Taemin moaned and pressed his hips forward. “Jonghyun.” he breathed.

    The elder smiled and dipped down to lick at Taemin's swollen head.

    Taemin hissed when Jonghyun pressed his tongue into the slit, oozing precum. “Fuck, baby.”

    Jonghyun stroked and sucked him to completion, managing to slip a finger inside his lover anyway until he came into Jonghyun's mouth, the elder swallowing as much as he could, wiping the rest away on his sheets.

    “Well, these are ruined.” he said, lying back beside the blond who was still shivering with aftershocks. “Wanna play some more in the shower?” Jonghyun smirked when Taemin turned to face him.

    “Only if you carry me there.” Taemin said, pouting as he stretched his arms out.

    “Done deal.” Jonghyun smiled and stood, lifting Taemin off the bed gently and carrying him away to the bathroom.

    After, their shower and second orgasms, the couple toweled each other off and padded back into the bedroom. Taemin helped Jonghyun change the sheets and they crawled under the fresh covers, wrapping themselves up in each other.

    “Do you know how much I love you, Taemin-ah?” Jonghyun whispered, pressing his forehead to the blond's.

    “Enough to be my bottom?” Taemin joked.

    Jonghyun laughed and smacked Taemin's thigh.

    “Is that what you really want, baby?” Jonghyun asked seriously.

    “I didn't think so at first, but tell me you didn't think about it while I was doing that to you.” he challenged.

    “I may have.” Jonghyun admitted. “For like a millisecond.”

    “Bullshit.” Taemin chuckled, shoving him. “Oh, Taemin! More! Oh god! Oh fuck, Minnie! Harder!” he mocked nasally, bringing his voice up an octave.

    “Stop!” Jonghyun clamped a hand over his mouth, but Taemin continued to copy his needy moans beneath his palm. “Okay fine, I did! Happy?”

    Taemin laughed and nodded enthusiastically.

    “Jerk.” Jonghyun huffed.

    “I told you I thought it was hot.” Taemin said, snuggling into Jonghyun's toned chest, the elder easily slipping his arms around his waist, shifting into a more comfortable position. “And hyung?”

    “I'll be your bottom, okay? Shut up about it and go to sleep.” Jonghyun grumbled.

    Taemin flushed, chuckling. “I was just going to say that I love you, too, but since you-”

    “I-love-you-more-goodnight!” Jonghyun said with a sense of finality, clamping Taemin's mouth shut again just to be sure.

    He pulled his hand away when Taemin didn't move to resist him.

    “Goodnight, hyung.” he said softly. I lover you more-er.”

    “Not this!” Jonghyun groaned. “Sleep!” he shouted before mumbling “I love you most”.

    Taemin giggled. “Okay, hyung. Sorry.” he tilted his head up to kiss Jonghyun's cheek. “I love you most-er.”

    Jonghyun groaned. “That was the last one!” he spat and Taemin nodded into his chest. “Besides, I-love-you-most-er-est.”

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (29/37) - unfinished

    Taemin's performance went rather smoothly, as far as he was concerned. He didn't make any mistakes that he was aware of and when he finished playing, the entire audience stood up and applauded. He rushed backstage to be wrapped up in a congratulatory hug by his boyfriend.

    “You were so good.” Jonghyun squeezed him tightly. “I'm so proud of you!”

    “Thanks, hyung.” Taemin lifted the elder's chin. “It's all because of you.

    Jonghyun was about to lean forward and take the blond's but he pulled away abruptly instead when he heard someone unfamiliar calling his baby's name.

    “Taemin-ah!” three people who Jonghyun assumed were Taemin's family came pushing through to meet him.

    “Guys!” Taemin flushed. “You're not supposed to be back here!”

    “Lighten up, dork.” the youngest man chuckled and ruffled Taemin's hair. “We just came to say you did awesome. Mom couldn't contain herself.”

    “Well, how could I?” the short, bright woman gushed, squeezing Taemin's cheek.

    “Mom!” he grumbled.

    “Aw,” she sang. “So cute, Taeminnie!”

    “So, you're our Taemin's instructor?” Taemin's brother turned to Jonghyun.

    “Yes.” Jonghyun bowed to Taemin's family and introduced himself.

    His family bowed back and made to introduce themselves, but Taemin stopped them. “Taesun hyung, mom, dad, go back out there!” he hissed. “I'll see you after the show. We're talking too loud back here there's someone on stage!”

    “I tried to tell them.” Taemin's father shrugged. “We'll see you in a bit, son. God job.”

    “We were so almost caught.” Taemin said, sighing in relief when he saw his family disappear through the stage door.

    “Would that have been a problem?” Jonghyun asked, taking Taemin's hand in his own.

    Taemin flushed. “I don't know.” he said. “They don't know about me. About us.”

    “Ah.” Jonghyun nodded his head, feeling something twang in his chest. “I see.”

    “Babe, it's not because of you.” Taemin said, placing his other hand under Jonghyun's chin and lifting it. “It's just- Can we talk about this in your room?”

    “Yeah, of course, baby.” Jonghyun nodded and led the way to his office.

    “Hyung, you know-” Taemin began once they were back in the comfort of the familiar room.

    “I get it, Taeminnie. I haven't told my parents yet either.” he admitted. “But I'm going to. Very soon.”

    Taemin attempted to smile and failed, worry sinking in his gut. If Jonghyun was going to tell his parents, then he should, too.

    “Scared to tell them, baby?” Jonghyun whispered, cupping Taemin's cheek.

    Taemin nodded, leaning into the warmth provided by Jonghyun's palm.

    “That's okay, you know.” Jonghyun assured him. “You don't have to tell them about me. I understand why you'd want to keep it a secret.”

    “I don't.” Taemin shook his head hurriedly. “I don't wanna keep you hidden. I just-”

    “Worried something bad might happen?” Jonghyun suggested, hitting the nail right on the head.

    “Is that stupid, hyung?” Taemin asked.

    “No, baby.” Jonghyun wrapped his muscular arms around Taemin and pulled him into his chest, Taemin having to bend a little to receive the comfort as he held Jonghyun back tightly. “It's not stupid, sweetie. You'll never be stupid. You have good reason to be scared. Coming out can be a scary thing.”

    “Are you scared, hyung?” Taemin straightened up a little to look into Jonghyun's warm brown eyes.

    “Not really.” Jonghyun said honestly. “But my parents have always been really liberal, so I'm not too worried. And if they don't like the idea, then I don't live with them anymore anyway, so I don't have much to worry about.”

    “Oh.” Taemin nodded. “That makes sense.”

    “You're case is different, though, baby.” Jonghyun said. “You're still in high school even-”

    “I'm graduating in two weeks, though.” Taemin cut in.

    “I know, sweetie.” Jonghyun smiled proudly and pecked Taemin's pout. “What I'm saying is you're still dependent on your parents, so how they feel about you will affect you more than just emotionally.”

    “I've been worried about them hating me and kicking me out.” Taemin admitted in a quavering whisper.

    “Baby, I doubt they'd do that.” Jonghyun said, seeing tears well in Taemin's eyes and biting his lip. “Don't cry, beautiful.” he said, catching a tear on his thumb before it could fall.

    “Sorry, hyung.” Taemin sniffled a bit and rubbed at his face.

    “Don't apologize for being scared, Taemin-ah.” Jonghyun said bringing the boy back down into him and kissing his head. “And if anything like that happens, I'll be right by your side, yeah?”

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded his head against Jonghyun's chest, tickling him with his hair in the process.

    Jonghyun chuckled and pulled away, looking at the clock. “It's almost time for the final bow, so we should get back.”

    Taemin nodded and followed Jonghyun out of the room and backstage again. He felt freer since telling Jonghyun his concerns. He smiled to himself as the stage manager shooed him off to the proper place. Jonghyun was showing him that there's more to a relationship than kissing and cooing and cheesy dates. You support each other even when things seem scary and guide each other through. Taemin stepped back on stage with the other performers, hearing the roar of the crowd and feeling excited all over again. He looked to his left to see Jonghyun behind the curtain clapping furiously like everyone else, cupping his hand over his mouth to amplify his already loud voice when he called Taemin's name. The blond's heart swelled and thumped in his chest and he swore that he fell even more in love at that moment.  He never thought it was possible.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (28/37) - unfinished

    Luhan wasn't kidding when he said he took soccer very seriously. Kai was losing by a lot already when Luhan came barreling toward him, keeping the ball close so the younger couldn't take it from him. Kai tried anyway and failed once again to strip the ball away. He folded himself onto the grass when Luhan scored the ball past the orange cones they had set up.

    “Okay!” he called out to him, settling into a more comfortable position on his side. “You win!”

    Luhan ran back to him, chuckling as he joined Kai on the ground. He propped his head on his hand and tugged at the hem of Kai's t-shirt to cover the strip of skin that had been exposed without the younger's knowledge.

    “You keep trying to flash me, Kim Jongin.” Luhan smiled when Kai's eyes widened. “I don't know whether to be flattered or creeped out.” he joked.

    “I'm not doing it on purpose.” Kai frowned and adjusted his clothing again just to be sure.

    “Should I flash you, so we're even?” Luhan suggested, fingering the hem of his own shirt.

    Kai flushed and gaped at the older man. “I-I-”

    A wide smirk spread across Luhan's lips. “You want me to, don't you?” he teased and shoved Kai's shoulder playfully.

    “I didn't say that!” the taller boy protested.

    “So you don't want to see me naked?” Luhan raised a brow.

    Kai sat up and sputtered incoherently for a moment, Luhan biting his lip to hold back his laughter.

    “I didn't mean- I mean, eventually- Wait.” Kai huffed a sigh and shook his head, turning to Luhan and narrowing his eyes. “You're messing with me, aren't you?”

    “You look so cute when you're all worked up like that.” Luhan chuckled as he flinched away from Kai's raised fist.

    “I should kill you.” Kai mumbled.

    “But then I wouldn't be able to do this.” Luhan said as he sat up and pecked Kai's cheek softly. Kai felt his cheeks heat up again and blinked in astonishment as Luhan leaned in close.

    “Last one to that tree has to pick up the cones.” he whispered and took off sprinting.

    “Shit!” Kai chased after him a beat too late and made it to tree several seconds after Luhan.

    “You lose.” Luhan panted.

    “Damn.” Kai sighed heavily and dragged his feet toward the nearest cone.

    Luhan followed right behind him.

    “What are you doing, hyung?” Kai asked. “I lost.”

    “Did you seriously think I wouldn't help you?” he chuckled and ruffled the younger's hair. “I'll go get the ones on the other end. Don't forget the ball.”

    Kai smiled to himself as he watched Luhan jog to the other end of their field to retrieve the orange cones. He picked up the ones on his side before scooping up the ball and meeting Luhan on the way toward the car.

    “After we get changed, we still have a while till Taemin's showcase.” Kai said, checking his watch.

    “So what's the plan, then?” Luhan asked, accepting his equipment and stowing it in his trunk.

    “I was thinking we could get coffee or tea and something sweet.” Kai said, knowing full well that his hyung had a sweet tooth. He smiled at the gleam in Luhan's eyes at the mention of a treat.

    “That sounds nice.” Luhan nodded, pretending that he didn't love that Kai knew exactly what he'd want at this moment.

    “Cool.” the younger smiled. “I know a really nice bakery. It's kinda small and quiet, but the strawberry cake is really good. We could go there.”

    Luhan felt his mouth water. “I need directions. STAT.”

~

    “Jjong,” Taemin said breathlessly as the elder bobbed his head between his legs rapidly, slurping loudly around the blond's cock. “Baby stop.”

    Jonghyun pulled away and wiped the saliva off his chin. “What's wrong, Taemin-ah?”

    “I wanna try something.” he responded, sitting up, taking off his shirt, so that he was fully nude, and pushing the elder onto his back.

    “What's this?” Jonghyun smirked as Taemin's lips found his neck.

    “I want to take care of you, too.” Taemin whispered as his fingertips grazed over the bulge in his boyfriend's jeans.

    “Fuck, baby.” Jonghyun gasped when Taemin's slender fingers undid his fastenings and tugged down on the fabric, releasing his erection. “I don't know if we have time for this.”

    “Trust me.” Taemin said, biting his lip and straddling Jonghyun in reverse, his face hovering over Jonghyun's dick, his own erection brushing the elder's smooth cheek.

    “Jesus, baby.” Jonghyun's eyes went wide when Taemin took the position and he held the blond's slim thighs to steady him. “Where'd you learn this?” he asked before tonguing the slit of Taemin's leaking cock.

    “Internet.” Taemin breathed and licked his lips before engulfing Jonghyun whole.

    Jonghyun could see Taemin's puckered, pink hole from this position. Taemin shaved the area there, too. What a saint. Jonghyun thought, silently thanking his boyfriend for the wonderful view. He watched as it contracted while Taemin squirmed at the feeling of Jonghyun's magic tongue gliding and swirling around his shaft, the muscles tightening and loosening, opening just a little before shutting closed again.

    The elder wondered what it'd be like do dive in with the slimy, pink organ he was so good with. He enjoyed eating a girl out on occasion and was told he was rather good at it. He wondered if his Taeminnie would think so, too.

    He didn't ask the blond if it was something he'd like. He simply moved his hands from Taemin's thighs up to his rounded, white cheeks, Taemin groaning when he squeezed, kneading into the peachy flesh. He took that as encouragement and swiped his tongue languidly from the blond's sack all the way to the cleft of his ass.

    Taemin inhaled a sharp gasp and let it out in a low, strained moan. Jonghyun took the opportunity to push his tongue past the strong muscles at the opening of Taemin's hole.

    “Oh God!” Taemin's back arched high as he cried to the ceiling, his body heating up at the foreign object moving so teasingly inside him. “Fuck, hyung!”

    Jonghyun smiled as he kneaded into Taemin's cheeks and continued to massage Taemin's walls, sucking and slurping. Taemin's breathing picked up as he lowered himself back down to his wonderful lover's cock, which he'd been neglecting for too long.

    Jonghyun groaned into Taemin's entrance at the feel of those soft lips around him once more. He turned his head to breathe again and decided to focus his attention back to Taemin's swollen dick. Before he took the blond back into his throat, he slicked up a finger and inserted it into Taemin, making the blond shudder and roll his hips.

    Jonghyun pumped it slow and teasing as he bobbed his head in opposition Taemin's. A girl had once done this to him while she gave him head on a one nightstand, so he knew exactly the kind of thrill he was sending through his pretty lover.

    Taemin finished first. He couldn't last after Jonghyun's finger began brushing over exactly the right spot in exactly the right way. His load gushed down Jonghyun's throat, spilling over his lips and dribbling down to his chin. Taemin sat up and quickly apologized, cleaning off his mess from Jonghyun's face with a swipe of his thumb.

    “I'm fine, baby.” Jonghyun smiled and pecked the younger. “Was that fun?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin chuckled and blushed as he found a new position between Jonghyun's legs.

    The elder twisted his fingers in Taemin's hair as he watched the blond suck him off. His wide innocent eyes staring up at him while his plump lips stretched thin around the girth.

    “You're beautiful, Taemin.” Jonghyun breathed just before warning the younger of his impending orgasm.

    Taemin leaned back and prepared to capture what the elder had to offer. After swallowing his mouthful, he zipped up his hyung carefully and crawled in beside him.

    “We gotta go, baby.” Jonghyun said as Taemin snuggled into his side.

    “I'm one of the last to perform.” Taemin sighed. “Can't we take a short nap?”

    Jonghyun chuckled and shook his head. “We should just wash up and go. We're almost an hour late already.”

    Taemin whined and pouted hard.

    “Stop that.” Jonghyun chuckled. “What is that?”

    Taemin furrowed his brow and whined again, enhancing the powers of his pouty face.

    Jonghyun giggled and shrank back from Taemin a little.

    “What are you doing, baby?” he laughed at the cute expression on Taemin's features.

    “I don't wanna go.” Taemin huffed and folded his arms over his chest.

    “Aw, my poor baby.” Jonghyun cooed back, playing along with Taemin's game. “Tell you what,” Jonghyun began and Taemin perked up. “If we go to practice like good boys...”

    Taemin narrowed his eyes at the proposal, but allowed the elder to continue without protest.

    “I'll take you out after the show to celebrate...” he said, voice dropping and octave as he leaned closer to Taemin's lips. “Then we can come back here and you can show me what else you learned from the internet.”

    Taemin dropped the adorable pout he'd adopted and shuddered at the feel of Jonghyun's finger tracing the length of his spine.

    “What do you think?” Jonghyun smiled coyly, lips just ghosting over Taemin's with the action. “We'll take it at your pace. As fast or slow as you want.”

    “Really?” Taemin asked, the breath he was holding in let out in a soft rush through his nose that Jonghyun could feel playing across his skin.

    Jonghyun's tongue darted forward to wet his lips and it swiped across the blond's, Taemin parting them reflexively. The elder smirked as he spoke.

    “But you've got to be a good boy and come to practice with me.” he said, leaning back again.

    Taemin blinked at the elder and nodded numbly.

    “Good.” Jonghyun chirped, beaming and stood, flinging Taemin's shirt at the blond's face, watching it cover his lover as he made no move to stop it. “Get dressed, silly we gotta go.”

    He laughed as he padded over toward the bathroom, leaving Taemin behind on the bed.

    “I have brand new tooth brushes in here when you decide to join me and wash up!” the brunet called, facing his bedroom to see Taemin, hand over his rapidly-beating heart blinking at him.

    “Coming, hyung.” he said after a moment's pause, Jonghyun's smile big and bright, eyes crescent moons as he watched the stunned blond shake it off and stand.

    “We gotta fix your hair and I should find you an outfit, too.” Jonghyun fretted when Taemin finally met him, still completely naked, in front of the bathroom door. “Sorry about that, Minnie.”

    They left the apartment after showering together. Taemin borrowed some of Jonghyun's clothes. The black, sleeveless shirt was a little too loose and the light blue skinnies hung off his hips a little more than he was used to, but he liked being enveloped in the smell of his boyfriend. He was sad that he'd be changing out of them for the performance later.

    “You look so cute in my clothes.” Jonghyun admired him as he waited at a red light. “I used to dream of waking up next to you wearing one of my shirts.” he admitted, skin flushing a little.

    Taemin blushed, too and giggled. “What's it like to see it in real life?”

    “I like it a lot.” Jonghyun said, taking Taemin's hand in his and bringing it to his lips.

    They made it back to the music school and had to rush to get Taemin on stage.

    “Ooh!” Kibum called from the front row when Taemin took the stage, Jonghyun giving him a small peck of encouragement by the curtain. “I know why you guys are late!”

    “Huh?” Jinki raised a brow and turning away from a blushing Taemin to face the blond on his right.

    “Jonghyun and Taemin are both late.” Key stated plainly. “And both of them have wet hair.”

    “And?” Jinki pressed.

    Key rolled his eyes and leaned in to whisper into his clueless teacher's ear, adopting a devilish grin at a sudden idea. He cupped his hands around his mouth and breathed hotly onto Jinki's neck

    “It has to do something with this.” he said before sucking Jinki's lobe into his mouth, grazing his teeth on it. Jinki squirmed and flushed a deep red around his cheeks and ears. Kibum pulled back slowly, a satisfied smile on his features.

    “Get it now?” he asked, chuckling.

    “Yeah.” Jinki nodded, looking back to the stage where Taemin was in the middle of playing his song on the large, black grand piano set slightly stage right.

    “Hey,” Key said, turning to the brunette, trying to get his attention. “Jinki hyung?”

    “Mm?” the elder hummed, still facing the stage.

    “That wasn't like wrong of me, was it?” he asked, tentatively walking his fingers up and down Jinki's arm.

    “N-No. I liked it, it's just-” Jinki shook his head and finally looked into Kibum's eyes, where he expected to find worry, but instead found mischief.

    “So, since I'm done rehearsing, can we go back to your office and try some more?” Key asked with a smirk, leaning closer to the brunette.

    “I- I don't know if that's a good-” he stopped talking when Kibum stood up and took hold of his hand, tugging on it impatiently.

    “Come on.” the blond sang. “Nobody will walk in. They're all in here.”

    Jinki stood apprehensively and looked around the auditorium to make sure everyone was accounted for and nobody saw the pair sneak out.

    “See?” Key stage-whispered when they were walking up the stairs to get to Jinki's room. “Isn't your life much more fun now that you're dating me?”

    “Just mine?” Jinki frowned cutely. “Yours isn't any more fun?”

    “Well, you are making me do all the work here.” Kibum complained.

    “Oh.” Jinki nodded, looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was around before stopping at a landing, pulling Kibum back, pressing him firmly against the wall, pinning his arms by his head.

    Kibum gasped in surprise, his breath hitching in his throat as Jinki closed in on him. He swore his heart stopped altogether before drumming against his breastplate double quick. Jinki came so close, he could feel the elder's eyelashes grace his cheekbone when he closed his eyes and licked his lips.

    “So you'd like it if I took more control, Kibummie?” Jinki asked in a husky whisper.

    Feeling his throat go dry, Key gulped before he answered shakily. “It'd be nice from time to time, is all.” he whispered.

    Jinki smirked and leaned down to capture Key's trembling lips in his own, pulling away before the blond could react as hungrily as he wanted to.

    “Wait till we're in the room, Kibum.” Jinki teased and pulled him along.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (27/37) - unfinished

    “Guess what, hyung.” Kai said into his cell phone on Saturday morning as he searched for something decent to wear.

    “What is it?” Luhan chuckled sleepily, pretending Kai's call had woken him up.

    “It's Saturday.” Kai said excitedly as he picked up a white undershirt and tossed it on the bed. He flopped himself beside it to continue the conversation.

    “Mm.” Luhan agreed. “I like Saturdays. I usually sleep in on Saturdays.”

    “But not this Saturday, right?” Kai sang. “Because this Saturday is different.”

    “Is it?” Luhan teased.

    “Of course it is!” Kai said incredulously.

    “How so?” Luhan faked a loud yawn and shuffled around in his seat, so Kai could hear the movement and think he was snuggling into his sheets when in reality, he was on the road, just a few blocks from Kai's place.

    “What do you mean how so?” Kai nearly screamed. “Today is our date! You're the one who set it!”

    “Did I?” Luhan mumbled. “I don't recall making a date for so early in the morning.”

    “Hyung, it's almost eleven! You call that early?!”

    “Early for a Saturday.” Luhan said plainly. “Try calling me back in about two hours, then-”

    “Two hours?” Kai jumped up from his bed and glared at his phone. “Who wakes up at one in the afternoon ever?”

    “Sleep is good for your complexion.” Luhan chuckled and stepped out of his car as quietly as he could, hoping Kai wouldn't recognize the sounds of his neighborhood coming through the speaker.

    “But I have a list of things I wanted to do today and I wanted to get started now... Kai whined.

    “I got here right on time, then.” Luhan responded and knocked on the front door.

    “Huh?” Kai perked up and ran to the living room, forgetting that he was still shirtless and his hair wasn't quite done.

    Luhan's eyes widened at Kai's state of undress. His cheeks reddened at the sight. Kai half naked; his body lean and toned, his tan skin flawless, and his dark hair mussed in a tempting disarray.

    “Hyung!” Kai beamed.

    It took a while for the younger to realize why Luhan was staring, but he figured it out soon enough and he too flushed a shade to rival the elder's. He apologized quickly and ran off to finish dressing.

    Luhan stood in the doorway, blinking away the imagery that had filled his head. He had always been a very imaginative boy. It didn't take much stimuli to send his mind off to a different planet, and Kai had given him more than an eyeful. He could just picture the way Kai would groan and arch against him if Luhan were to-

    He shook off the thoughts before they could develop any further. He bounced up and down on the balls of his feet, singing an old Chinese pop song that he was sure he'd forgotten most of the lyrics to, to distract himself.

    Kai returned wearing a white jacket over a white shirt, his hair slicked back nicely.

    “What are you doing, hyung?” he asked as he came in and saw the elder dancing around, mumbling in a language he couldn't understand.

    “Huh?” Luhan jumped up at the sound of the younger's voice.

    Kai chuckled. “I'm ready now. Sorry about earlier. I really thought you were still home.”

    Luhan smiled and blushed a little. “Yeah. I wanted to surprise you, but I think you ended up surprising me instead.”

    Kai blushed and bit his lip, avoiding Luhan's gaze.

    “Should we go?” the elder suggested. “I believe you had a list.”

    “Right.” Kai nodded. “My list.”

    “What are we doing first?” Luhan asked as he stepped onto the porch and waited for Kai to follow.

    Kai locked the door behind him and walked toward Luhan's car. “Brunch is first.”

    “Am I treating again?” Luhan smirked.

    “No, I got this one.” Kai answered with a soft smile. “I asked you out, so it's only fair.”

    “But I set the date...” Luhan protested.

    “You want to spend your money on me?” Kai raised a brow as he slid into the car.

    “I just don't want you wasting yours on me.” Luhan shrugged.

    Kai blushed at the sweet gesture. “It's fine.” he smiled at the elder. “I'll pay for today's date and you can pay next time- If you want there to be a ne-”

    “I'll pay for next time, then.” Luhan nodded, making Kai blush, and set off down the street. “What's after brunch?”

    “I was thinking we could go to the park.”

    “And play soccer?” Luhan's eyes widened with excitement. “I have a ball in the trunk.”

    “Okay.” Kai beamed. “Then after that, I got tickets to Taemin's showcase.”

    “Oh, that should be fun.” Luhan said. “But we're going to have to turn around and get you a change of clothes for soccer. I play hard and we wouldn't want to get grass stains all over your perfect white clothes.”

    “Is that a threat, hyung?” Kai chuckled.

    “It might be.” Luhan smirked and turned down a side street to go back towards Kai's house.

    The younger realized what he was doing and looked around. “You're not serious?” he said, amazed.

    “Deadly.” Luhan responded, smirk growing wider.

~

    “So what did Jinki hyung say yesterday?” Taemin chewed on his lip worriedly as he looked over at his boyfriend for a response.

    Jonghyun sighed and parked the car in his usual spot in the back lot of the school. “He just lectured me some more, telling me it was the 'last warning' and if we got caught by anyone again that he'd make me switch students. I figured it was better than telling on us, so I agreed.”

    Taemin gulped. “I'm sorry, hyung.” he blushed a little. “It's my fault for being so-”

    “So horny?” Jonghyun smirked and Taemin's cheeks burned a hot shade of pink. “It's my fault, too. I can't resist my Minnie.”

    Taemin shied away from the elder, trying to hide his flushed face, and pink tinged ears.

    “So cute, baby.” Jonghyun whispered, lifting Taemin's chin.

    They shared a sweet kiss. Jonghyun cupped Taemin's face in both hands as Taemin leaned toward him, his own hands finding their way to Jonghyun's shoulders, then moving back to his neck. Taemin's fingers twisted the short, silky strands of hair at the back of Jonghyun's head as the elder nipped playfully on Taemin's full bottom lip.

    The younger giggled at the sensation and Jonghyun pulled back a bit.

    “We're going to be late for rehearsal if we keep this up, baby.” Jonghyun warned.

    Taemin smiled and nodded. “Should we go inside, then?”

    “Should we?” Jonghyun thought it over. “You're one of the last to perform...”

    “Hyung,” Taemin laughed. “Are you suggesting we stay here and make out until it's my turn to practice?”

    Jonghyun pulled all the way back from Taemin and reached for the keys that were still in the ignition. He sighed and Taemin sat back, leaning over to open his door. He heard the engine start up again and shut it quickly as Jonghyun put the car into gear.

    “You're right, baby.” Jonghyun chuckled as Taemin hurried to put his seat belt back on. “The parking lot in the middle of the day time isn't exactly ideal.”

    “Where are we going?” Taemin asked, eyes bright with amazement and curiosity.

    “I know a place.” was Jonghyun's simple response.

    That place turned out to be Jonghyun's apartment, which wasn't too far from the music school. Taemin's curious eyes widened with shock as they parked in the underground structure and Jonghyun led him to the elevator. The blond was silent during the entire ride to the twelfth floor and he began to feel nervous and jittery as Jonghyun approached a door and entered his PIN.

    “You feeling okay, baby?” Jonghyun asked before turning the nob.

    “I- I-” Taemin sputtered as he felt his heart start to race. Could this really be happening?

    “You look pale.” Jonghyun said with concern as he reached up and touched his boyfriend's forehead to check his temperature. “Come on let's get you some water.”

    He turned opened the door and tugged on Taemin's hand, but the taller remained rooted to the spot.

    “Hyung are we-?” Taemin's throat felt dry. He wasn't sure he was quite ready to go this far, even though he seemed so eager in the past. His sudden anxiety about entering this apartment was a surprise to him.

    “Oh!” Jonghyun's eyes widened in understanding. “Oh, baby we're not doing that.”

    Taemin sighed in relief and the muscles he didn't even realize had tensed relaxed all at once. Jonghyun chuckled and pulled on his hand again. This time, Taemin allowed it and he followed his boyfriend, taking his shoes off and lining them neatly next to Jonghyun's sneakers.

    “I just wanted to show you the place, is all.” Jonghyun chuckled and led Taemin to the kitchen to retrieve the glass of water he promised the blonde. He did still look a little out of it. “You've never been here before and since we've been together for over a month now, I think it's about time.”

    Taemin just nodded, drinking in any and everything his eyes could see, trying commit it all to memory. Jonghyun's apartment was mostly white and his furniture was mostly dark and wooden. The kitchen was sparkling clean and Jonghyun admitted that that was because he hardly ever used it. He was less of a cook and more of a microwaveable dinner and take-out kind of guy.

    Taemin took the water Jonghyun offered him and sipped it slowly as Jonghyun gave him a tour. The apartment wasn't very big, but it wasn't tiny, either. It was cozy. The beige, leather couch in the living room was soft and comfy. The burgundy throw pillows were stuffed to perfection and Taemin swore he could fall asleep right there next to Jonghyun when they sat down for a moment so Taemin could test it out.

    He curled up on his side and put his head on Jonghyun's lap, hugging one of the pillows close to his chest.

    “You look like a shrimp.” Jonghyun chuckled as he stroked Taemin's hair, moving the fringe from his forehead so he could get a better look at Taemin's angelic features.

    Taemin pouted and made a little whiny sound in his throat.

    “What?” Jonghyun smiled down at him. “It's cute.”

    Taemin smiled up at him and began to look around the room again. This room was a little less organized. Jonghyun's CD and DVD collections were the only things that seemed to have any order at all, actually. The small stack of video games over by the computer were in complete chaos. His books also seemed to be a mess, even though they had their own shelf, and even his flat screen television was slightly askew. Jonghyun explained that was because the angle looked better when you were laying down on the couch, to which Taemin nodded. That made perfect sense.

    There were tons of trifles here, too, even more than the ones on his desk at the music school. There were pictures. Lots of them. Taemin stood up to inspect them and Jonghyun whined when he left his lap.

    “Where are you going?” he pouted.

    “To look at-” Taemin picked up a picture frame and laughed. “Hyung, who's this?”

    “That's me.” Jonghyun smiled widely. “I was shameless even back then.”

    Taemin shook his head and set the photo down. “You were cute, hyung.” he said, lifting another photo as Jonghyun took his hand.

    “Wow! Cute! You're hair was so hot, hyung.” Taemin said, making Jonghyun blush a little.

    “Should I do that again, then?” he smirked and wrapped Taemin into a back hug.

    “I like your hair now, too.” The blond chuckled. “Who's the tall kid next to you?”

    “You mean the giant frog?” Jonghyun said, taking the picture back. “That's my friend, Minho. We grew up together. He's about a year younger than me. He goes to medical school in the states now.”

    “Do you miss him?” Taemin asked.

    “Sometimes.” Jonghyun nodded. “But it's cool. We talk over the internet and stuff.”

    Taemin nodded and Jonghyun dragged him across the room. “Wanna see a hot picture of me?” the elder smirked.

    “Yes!” Taemin chuckled excitedly.

    “Minho and I modeled for a while.” Jonghyun explained as he led Taemin to the bedroom where he kept the old photos. “I quit to do more music stuff, though, and his parents wanted a Dr. Choi so...”

    Taemin looked around while Jonghyun searched for the album in his closet. Jonghyun's stuff was tidy in here. The only things that were a bit messy were his cosmetics, but his large bed was nicely made. Fluffy white sheets and pillows that made Taemin want to dive into them. Jonghyun emerged from the closet with the album in hand and sat on the edge of the bed with a bounce, inviting the blond to do the same.

    Taemin did and Jonghyun bounced him up. Taemin giggled and the couple started bouncing up and down in opposition to launch the other higher. They giggled and held each others' hands and nearly fell multiple times. Had someone seen two grown men doing this, they probably would have thought they were insane, but the boys were having fun and they didn't care. Taemin loved that he could act his age around his older boyfriend and not be judged by him. Jonghyun loved acting like a fool and Taemin didn't mind either.

    Once Jonghyun hit his elbow with the hard cover of the photo book they'd abandoned on the bed, they finally remembered what they were supposed to be doing and Jonghyun picked it up and set it in Taemin's lap as he rubbed his funny bone with a pout.

    “You take it, it's evil.” he grumbled.

    Taemin chuckled and picked up the album. “Can I look through it?”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun smiled. “That's why I brought it out.”

    “Am I gonna see you pushed up against girls?” Taemin narrowed his eyes a little.

    Jonghyun beamed. Taemin was already getting jealous. It was cute.

    “No.” he shook his head. “Those are just me, some have Minho, but that's it.”

    “Good.” Taemin nodded once and flipped open to the first page. Jonghyun's hair was tri-toned again and he was right. He did look pretty sexy. He was younger and a bit skinnier, but Taemin still thought he was hot. A small smile spread across his lips as he came to the next picture. His boyfriend was way cute when he was younger. Not that he wasn't now, he was a lot manlier now, though. A different sort of charm. Taemin wished he'd been around to see the transformation.

    He came to a shot of Jonghyun and Minho in a bed together and frowned. Jonghyun, who'd been watching Taemin's reactions, looked down at the page and flushed.

    “That was a weird shoot.” he said, taking the book from Taemin and shutting it.

    “How weird?” Taemin furrowed his brow.

    “Not that weird.” Jonghyun hurried to assure his boyfriend, taking his hand. “This was a while ago. I didn't even like guys then. That didn't happen till you came around.”

    Taemin bit his lip, ashamed of himself for getting angry over something so silly. “Right. Sorry.” he mumbled.

    “It's okay, baby.” Jonghyun smiled and turned Taemin toward him. “You're cute when you're jealous.”

    “I wasn't jealous.” Taemin defended. “I was just- I mean-”

    “Jealous.” Jonghyun repeated in a whisper and leaned in close. “But that's okay, baby. It just means you want me all to yourself. I like that. I want to be yours and I want you to be mine.”

    “Oh.” Taemin gulped as the elder closed in. He hadn't forgotten what room they were in despite how surprisingly innocent their interactions were while they were in the apartment. “I wasn't done looking through the book!” he said hurriedly and snatched it up.

    Jonghyun chuckled knowingly and Taemin flipped to that page again. He covered Minho up with his hand and smiled down at it. “That's better.” he mumbled, making Jonghyun laugh and tackle the boy back onto his pillows.

    “Should we have a shoot like that, Minnie?” he asked, straddling the slim blond and pinning him to the mattress.

    “I don't think I'd be too into being filmed.” Taemin said, taking a deep breath and holding it as Jonghyun came close to his lips.

    “We'd make such pretty pictures, baby.” Jonghyun breathed over Taemin's lips before flicking his tongue over them.

    Taemin let all the air he was holding out in a soft moan as Jonghyun pressed their bodies and lips together. Jonghyun's tongue was magic in Taemin's opinion. Jonghyun managed to turn him into pudding with every swipe, flick and roll.

    “Hyung,” Taemin gasped as Jonghyun worked his charms against his neck.

    “Mmm, Minnie.” Jonghyun groaned lowly, sending shivers through Taemin's body that stiffened his nipples and cause blood to rush downward. “You're always so sweet.”

    “Baby, we don't have time.” Taemin managed to say between erratic intakes of breath. Jonghyun had lifted the blond's shirt and begun sucking on a hardened nub. “You- I- Showcase- Ah, Jjong!”

    Taemin shut his eyes tightly, completely aroused and totally upset. Jonghyun couldn't have picked the worst time to bring him here.

    “Mmmm...Baby, please.” he begged weakly. “Jjong, stop.”

    “Fuck...” Jonghyun groaned and sat up, looking hot and frustrated. “You're right, baby. I'm sorry.”

    “It's fine.” Taemin said, adjusting his clothes. “Let's just go back to the school now, okay?”

    Jonghyun nodded. “But Taemin-ah...you're umm... you have a problem in your jeans now.”

    Taemin looked down and let out a groan.

    “Sorry, baby.” Jonghyun bit his lip. “I can make it go away really fast for you, and then we can go.”

    Taemin flushed a hot pink and shook his head. “It'll go away on its own.” he said, but Jonghyun was already crawling forward.

    “It'll help you relax before the performance.” Jonghyun promised and laid the blonde back gently.

    “If you say s- Oh.” Taemin gasped as Jonghyun whipped his jeans down.

    The elder smiled innocently and fisted Taemin's length by the base before opening his mouth wide and dropping his lips down slowly to meet his fingers.

    “Fuck, hyung.” Taemin gripped the sheets, digging his heels into the mattress as he was enveloped in the warmth and moisture of Jonghyun's perfect mouth.

    “Mmm.” Jonghyun moaned around him and pulled up. “I love when you talk like that, baby.” he said and dipped back down to suck Taemin's testicles into his mouth, stroking his length in his hand.

    “Shit...” Taemin breathed and opened his eyes to see Jonghyun's closed, long-lashed lids trembling a bit as he focused on the task of pleasing the blond.

    “Beautiful.” Taemin whispered.

    “Am I, Minnie?” Jonghyun popped up with a soft smile on his wet, swollen lips, a faint blush on his cheeks.

    “The most beautiful person I've ever met.” Taemin whispered and leaned in to kiss the elder.

~

    “Hey, Key.” Jinki said into the receiver when his student finally picked up. “I'm around the corner.”

    “And I've been outside waiting for you since the last time you called and told me you were around the corner!” the blond snapped.

    “I'm really sorry about that, Kibum.” the elder chuckled sheepishly. “I got turned around in your neighborhood and then there was traffic and-”

    “I can't believe I got cute for this!” Key said, exasperated.

    “Sorry, Kibum. I promise I'll be there in two- Wait.” he beamed to himself. “Did you just say you got cute for me?”

    “That- I-” Key flushed as he stuttered into the phone. “Prove it!” he said and ended the call.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (26/37) - unfinished

    “Baby, please stop looking at me that way.” Jonghyun begged.

    “What are you talking about?” Taemin chuckled. As far as he was concerned, he wasn't looking at Jonghyun in any special way.

    They had been going through their lesson rather well despite the fact that they were both obviously distracted by one another. It seemed that Jonghyun had had enough of the tension, however.

    “You know, all cute-like.” Jonghyun answered, scooting his chair closer to the blond's.

    “I can't help it if this is my face, hyung.” Taemin said with a sly smirk.

    “Ooh, you're so cocky today, Minnie.” Jonghyun smiled and pulled on Taemin's wrist to coax the younger into his lap.

    Taemin obliged, smiling as he told him that it was confidence and not cockiness.

    “Confidence is sexy.” Jonghyun commented as he held the blond tightly, resting his chin on Taemin's shoulder.

    “I know.” Taemin said. “That's one reason why I like you.”

    “Yeah?” Jonghyun smiled to himself. “What else do you like about me?”

    “Haven't I told you all the reasons before?” Taemin asked in response.

    “Yes, but back then I didn't know you were talking about me, so I tried to forget the details about the guy you liked so much.”

    Taemin laughed and pecked the tip of Jonghyun's nose. “That's hard to explain, babe, especially since the list got longer.”

    “You like me even more now?” Jonghyun beamed.

    “No.” Taemin shook his head, making Jonghyun's smile fade and turn into a pout. “I love you even more now.”

    “Oh!” Jonghyun chirped happily. “That's better, then.”

    Taemin turned in Jonghyun's lap to get a better look at his boyfriend's handsome features.

    “Do you really need confirmation?” Taemin smiled at him.

    “Yep.” Jonghyun nodded.

    “But you've never told me why you love me at all.” Taemin said. “I think I should hear your reasons first.”

    Jonghyun smiled and took Taemin's hand in both of his own. He looked down at them as he fiddled with Taemin's slim fingers.

    “Well, for starters, you're absolutely adorable, and not just the way you look, either.” he began quietly. “I'm pretty sure if I was blind, I would have still fallen for you because your so sweet and kind and funny. I think I would have realized how much I love you faster if I was blind, actually.”

    Taemin tilted his head in confusion and lifted the elder's chin. “Are you calling me ugly?” he only half-joked.

    “No, baby. Never.” Jonghyun smiled at him. “I mean, I probably could have pushed the fact that you're a guy completely out of my head and let myself fall hard like I was supposed to. You wouldn't have even thought about being with Kai for a second if you had known how I felt about you.”

    “Oh.” Taemin nodded with a soft smile and a light blush.

    “You have no idea how much I hated Kai for a while there.” Jonghyun admitted quietly. “Even before you guys started dating. I could tell he liked you, and it ate me up inside. I didn't know why at first. I thought it was because I wanted to keep you pure and sweet and innocent, but really I just wanted you all to myself.”

    Taemin smiled to himself and raised a brow. “You wanted to be the one to take my innocence, then?”

    Jonghyun laughed. “Not like that!”

    “I'm joking. Kinda.” Taemin chuckled as Jonghyun shook his head and pulled him in for a kiss.

    They parted, but Jonghyun kept his forehead pressed lightly against Taemin's. “Should I continue the list about how sexy I think you are or...”

    “You could just show me.” the blond responded with a peck on Jonghyun's lips.

    “Mmm, I don't know if that's such a good idea right now, baby.” Jonghyun shook his head as Taemin bent lower to press soft kisses onto Jonghyun's neck.

    “Why not?” Taemin said in a breathy whisper that sent shivers through Jonghyun's body.

    “We got caught not too long ago, Taemin-ah.” Jonghyun answered, dropping his head back to allow the blonde better access.

    “I just wanted a kiss.” Taemin said quietly before circling his tongue around the sensitive spot below his boyfriend's jaw and dropping his hand down to his crotch.

    “This isn't just a kiss, Minnie.” Jonghyun groaned as he felt those delicate fingers work their way to arouse him.

    “I've redefined the term.” Taemin said simply and continued as his hyung closed his eyes in enjoyment.

    “Baby, please don't get me worked up.” Jonghyun begged, finally bringing himself to catch Taemin's wrist and stop him. “We can't do anything here. Besides, the showcase is this weekend and we've still got some work to do.”

    Taemin caught his lip between his teeth as he looked at his boyfriend's expression, an apologetic blush creeping up on his cheek as he nodded and climbed out of his lap. He was disappointed in himself for behaving that way. He knew that they really should have been working, but he was getting frustrated and desperate. He and Jonghyun both wanted each other, but they hadn't been able to do more than kiss since that first time in Jonghyun's car.

    Taemin was getting upset. His schedule wouldn't allow much alone time with his boyfriend, but for weekends. The problem was that Jonghyun worked at his other job most weekends. It made Taemin nuts that he couldn't see him then when he had so much free time and Jonghyun didn't.

    It's not like he could visit him, either because he worked in the back of the store moving boxes around. And if they did get together for lunch, Jonghyun really did have to eat, so they couldn't sneak off during his half hour break. Sure, they had cute little lunch dates where they'd feed each other and joke around. It was pleasant, but Taemin craved more from his boyfriend than just french fries and quick kisses.

    Jonghyun saw the dejected look on his boyfriend's face and lifted his chin.

    “How about you play your song for me, huh, baby?”

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded, accepting the quick peck Jonghyun placed on his cheek before they switched seats and Jonghyun listened to Taemin practice the song that was dedicated to him.

    There was a soft knock on the door and Taemin paused his playing, so Jonghyun could answer it.

    “Jinki hyung!” Jonghyun beamed brightly. “What's up?”

    “Jonghyun-ah, can we talk?” the elder briefly glanced at the boy by the piano, the sight of blond hair, reminding him of his own student, making nervous shivers run through his body.

    Taemin smiled and greeted him brightly, but Jinki just nodded and asked Jonghyun if they could talk outside.

    Jonghyun looked back at Taemin and told him to continue to practice on his own while he spoke to the elder.

    “What's wrong, hyung?” Jonghyun furrowed his brow in concern. “You don't look so good.”

    “It's Kibum.” he answered, mouth and throat dry.

    “Oh.” Jonghyun nodded. “Is he okay? Did something bad happen? Wanna talk about it?”

    Jinki just shook his head all the while. There was nothing wrong with Key. He was practically perfection in itself, in the vocalist's opinion.

    “Ever since he came back with those music sheets, he's been acting different.” Jinki explained.

    “Different how?” Jonghyun smiled knowingly.

    “He's, well-”

    “Flirting?” Jonghyun suggested with a chuckle. “Is that a bad thing?”

    “He kissed me.” Jinki said, remembering how his heart thudded in his chest when their lips touched, how he'd run out of the room and the hurt look on the blond's face as he was left alone.

    “That's great!” Jonghyun beamed. “Did you come to brag?”

    Jinki shook his head. “I just ran away from him.”

    “Wait. He kissed you today?” Jonghyun asked, receiving a nod from the elder. “And you ran from him? I thought you liked him!”

    “I- I do!” Jinki tripped over his words. “But I- We- He can't- I'm his teacher.”

    “So?” Jonghyun raised a brow, slightly offended.

    “So, I can't in good conscience-”

    “Hyung, you're making me sound like a bad guy here.” Jonghyun shook his head.

    “I want to be with him, I do, but I don't wanna risk losing my job.” Jinki shook his head.

    “I know what you mean.” Jonghyun said, looking over at the door of his class where he could hear Taemin's muffled playing.

    “I wouldn't feel so bad if he wasn't my responsibility. And we'd probably get more work done if I didn't end up starting pointless conversations just to hear him laugh.”

    Jonghyun smiled, thinking of all the little distractions that interfered with the work he and Taemin should have been doing. Even before they got together, he and Taemin ended up doing something silly that wasted time.

    “It would make dating him feel guilt-free.” Jonghyun nodded. “I still think that by being his teacher, I'm doing something wrong.”

    “What if we traded?” Jinki suggested.

    Immediately, Jonghyun shook his head. “No way.”

    “I don't want to give Key up either, but I want to date him, too, and I can't do that if I'm his teacher.” he explained. “Would you think about it? I have to go see where he's gone off to. He probably thinks-”

    “Hey! Lee Jinki!” Kibum's nasally voice rang threw the hall.

    The elders snapped their heads in his direction, their eyes going wide at the sight of him. He was obviously angry and he seemed to have been crying.

    “There are more polite ways to turn a person down, you know!” he screamed as he approached. “You could have stopped me! You could have just told me something before I made myself look like an idiot. Instead, you run away from me like I'm a goddamn leper!”

    “No, Kibum, that's not-” Jinki started, but Key kept yelling.

    Jonghyun tried backing out, thinking the two would want privacy, but Key yelled at him, too.

    “Where are you going?” he cried. “This is all your fault!”

    “How?” Taemin furrowed his brow as he stepped out into the hall. He was finding it hard to practice with all the yelling going on in the hall, so when he went to check, he didn't like that all the noise was being directed at his boyfriend.

    “What did Jonghyun hyung ever do to you?” the youngest asked as he strode over to his man's side.

    Key pointed at Jonghyun. “This person made me think Jinki hyung liked me back.”

    “He does!” Jonghyun exclaimed.

    “Yeah, sure.” Key rolled his eyes and Jinki felt a pang in his chest. “I'm sure you're really happy making out with your boyfriend and you wanna spread the love and play-”

    “You caught them kissing?” Jinki interjected, making Jonghyun and Taemin flush in embarrassment all over again.

    “It was near fucking, actually, but that's irrelevant and I don't want you talking to me right now!” he snapped.

    “Kibum!” Jinki begged.

    “I said don't talk to me!” Key stamped his foot and glared at the elder. “Are you so st-

    “Kibum! I- Jonghyun's right. I do like you.” Jinki said, stepping carefully closer. “You just surprised me, is all.”

    Key flushed at Jinki's weak confession. “You're just saying that so I'll shut up.” he grumbled. “Just leave me alone. I'm going home early.”

    “Please don't go, Kibum.” He took another shy step. “Can't we talk upstairs? You know how much of a klutz I am. You say it all the time. I freaked out. I'm sorry. I should have had a better reaction.”

    “You are a klutz.” Key agreed quietly and watched as Jinki took another step closer.

    “Let's go upstairs, then.” Jinki smiled warmly at him.

    Key paused for a moment, as if deciding, nodded, and looked to the others, an apology in his expression.

    “Drama queen.” Taemin said as he watched the two head toward the staircase.

    “If Jinki hyung wasn't so distracted with making Key see he liked him, we would have been in major trouble there.” Jonghyun sighed. “Let's finish up. We only have ten minutes left.”

    “Mm.” Taemin nodded and they finished their practice quite professionally.

    Jonghyun drove Taemin home as usual and parked in front of his building. His phone buzzed as he was wishing Taemin goodnight. He checked the message Jinki sent him. Apparently he and Key decided they'd date. Jonghyun relayed the news to his boyfriend before sending a congratulatory message from the both of them.

    “That's so nice.” Taemin smiled. “First Kai and Luhan hyung and now Jinki hyung and Kibum.”

    “Oh no.” Jonghyun grumbled as he frowned down at his phone.

    “What?” Taemin furrowed his brow. “I think it's nice...”

    “Not that, baby.” Jonghyun shook his head and lifted his phone for Taemin to see the message. “This.”

        Thanks, Jjong and Key says he's sorry for shouting. Btw,

    don't think I forgot that he caught you guys in the act.

    I'll be talking to you about it more tomorrow. Gn.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

a reminder that the word "unfinished" means that best friends and please don't go were never completed fics and I do not intend to finish them. if you want me to I can try to remember how I was gonna end them and make little posts about it

#tbh I'll probs just make it up in the spot lol #bf: jongho #pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (25/37) - unfinished

    Each kiss Jonghyun planted on Taemin's soft lips, warm cheek, or inviting neck was declared to be “the last one”, but Taemin knew it wasn't. Jonghyun just couldn't keep his hands, or lips, off of his precious boyfriend. They weren't even getting work done anymore. According to the elder, this was all due to the fact that Taemin was too adorable. They ran through the song he was supposed to perform just once before Jonghyun tackled him to the ground, lifted up the blond's shirt and peppered his flat, milky belly with sweet kisses.

    “Aha! Hyung!” Taemin chuckled and squirmed in the elder's grasp. “Stop, baby, that tickles!”

    Jonghyun popped his head up and beamed at his boyfriend.

    “Am I your baby, Taeminnie?” he asked as he crawled forward, hovering over the blond.

    Taemin blushed and nodded his head slowly. “Mm.”

    “How can I be your baby, if you are my baby?” he asked, breath ghosting over Taemin's lips.

    “That's just the way it is.” Taemin answered simply and wrapped his arms around Jonghyun's neck.

    “Is that so?” Jonghyun chuckled at the confidence in Taemin's tone.

    “Mm.” Taemin hummed before pulling the elder down and pressing their lips together softly.

    Jonghyun felt Taemin's hands trail down to his shoulders, then down his sides before resting for a while at his hips. He gripped them firmly as his tongue slipped past his hyung's lips. His slim fingers slid their way underneath the elder's shirt. They played their way across his skin, tickling and teasing as they traced the lines of his well-muscled abdomen. They circled his belly button, then roamed out to the sides and traced the lines of his pubic bones before dipping into the waistband of his boxer-briefs before the vocalist caught Taemin's wrists and pulled away from his eager student with a smirk on his swollen lips.

    “Not in here, baby.” he whispered. “We promised, remember?”

    “But can't you feel it, hyung?” Taemin whispered seductively and shook his wrists away from Jonghyun's grip, only to lace his fingers with his hyung's. “I'm so hard right now.”

    Jonghyun flushed a deep red and he felt tingles shoot through his spine. He did, in fact, feel Taemin's arousal. It was pressing up against his own growing member and he was oh so tempted to do something about it.

    “B-Baby, I d-don't think- Ah!”

    Taemin had wrapped his legs around Jonghyun's waist and begun grinding his hips, creating a delicious fiction between them. Jonghyun couldn't help but wind himself in time with his lover, capturing his lips again and moaning into his mouth.

~

    Kibum grumbled as he walked down the hall. His lazy, good-for-nothing instructor ran out of blank music sheets and instead of going to get some himself, he sent his poor, innocent student to a room he'd never been to before to ask to borrow some from people he'd never even met.

    Kibum rapped his knuckles on the door as he twisted the knob and pushed it open slowly. He didn't think that this would be rude, considering they were in a school and the most he could be interrupting was a singing lesson. With his luck, of course, he stumbled upon the only classroom where two men were straddling and groping each other. The shirtless blond looked up at the sound of the door opening and flushed an even deeper shade of pink than his previous activities had already colored him. Kibum felt his own cheeks warm up at the awkward situation. He wanted to get away, but his nerves locked him in place.

    “J-J-Jjong.” he tried prying the brunet from his neck, which he was sucking on hungrily.

    “Nuh uh.” Jjong breathed against his lover's skin. “You started this, you-

    “Jonghyun hyung!” Taemin shook the elder and made him look at the thin blond man in the doorway.

    “Shit!” Jonghyun hissed as he noticed the wide-eyed student.

    He stood and pulled his shirt over his erection self-consciously. He collected himself as best he could and approached the visitor. Taemin scooped up the shirt Jonghyun had taken off of him and crawled off to the far corner of the room to hide himself.

    “S-Sorry.” Kibum sputtered as he blinked at the shorter man. “I just- Jinki hyung sent-”

    “No,” Jonghyun shook his head. “We're sorry. You- You shouldn't have seen that.”

    “I...I just needed music sheets.” Kibum said, eyes still wide.

    “You're Kibum, right?” Jonghyun said softly.

    The blond nodded in response.

    “Nice to meet you.” Jonghyun smiled warmly and pulled a fresh pack of music sheets from his desk drawer. “What you just saw...”

    “Didn't happen?” he suggested.

    “You're a smart kid. It's no wonder Jinki hyung can't shut up about you.” Jonghyun handed him the pack.

    “He can't shut up about me?” Kibum asked, momentarily forgetting everything that he'd just witnessed.

    Jonghyun chuckled and nodded.

    “Is that kid your student?” Key asked, pointing to the other blond who was doing his damnedest to get out of his line of sight.

    “Umm...” Jonghyun hesitated. Key could easily ask Onew if his student was blond and, then Onew would ask why and they'd be found out. He decided against lying. “Yes, but Taemin's of age and-”

    “Yeah, I don't care.” Key said bluntly. “I gotta get back.”

    “Wait!” Taemin spoke up and ran to the door. “You're not gonna tell, are you Kibum?”

    “I said I wouldn't.” Key answered with an eye roll.

    “Then why do you care if I'm his student?” Taemin quipped, tone combative.

    “I don't.” Key answered with a smirk. “I just might have a bone to pick with my own teacher, is all.”

    Taemin furrowed his brow in confusion, but Jonghyun seemed to understand perfectly and his eyes went round with shock.

    “Do you like him, too?” he asked.

    “Thanks for the papers.” Key answered, a mischievous smirk on his lips as he backed out into the hall without giving Jonghyun a proper answer.

    “So, Jinki hyung likes that kid?” Taemin asked.

    “Yep.” Jonghyun answered. “And it looks like the feeling is mutual.”

    “How?” Taemin raised a brow. “They seem so different.”

    “Love is weird.” Jonghyun chuckled and place his hands on Taemin's hips, turning the blond to face him. “How else do you explain everything that's happened to us?”

    “Is that a backwards way of telling me you love me?” Taemin asked with a grin.

    “No.” Jonghyun chuckled. “I don't need a backwards way. I love you, Lee Taemin.”

    Taemin giggled and pecked Jonghyun swiftly.

    “I swore I'd only ever hear you say those words in my dreams.” he said quietly. “I love you, too, Kim Jonghyun.”

    “That doesn't mean you're not in trouble.” Jonghyun said after placing another gentle kiss on Taemin's full lips. “We just got legitimately caught and if that kid wasn't so weird-”

     “He was weird, wasn't he?” Taemin interjected.

    “Yeah, totally.” Jonghyun agreed. “He just stood there and watched and then when- Hey!”

    Taemin jumped at the sudden exclamation.

    “I'm trying to scold you, here!” Jonghyun, snapped. “Stop distracting me.”

    Taemin chuckled, then bowed his head at the look Jonghyun flashed him for doing so.

    “Like I was saying, we could have gotten in major trouble.” he continued. “We can't do that kind of stuff here anymore.”

    “I know.” Taemin said, the reality of the words making him truly ashamed.

    “I don't want to lose you as my student, Taemin, but if worse comes to worst...”

    “I know, hyung.” Taemin sighed. “I don't want to lose you either.”

    Jonghyun smiled and lifted the younger's chin. “Let's run through your song once more and call it a night, yeah?”

    “Yeah.” Taemin nodded as Jonghyun took his seat at the piano.

~

    Luhan watched Kai walk away slowly, his shoulders drooped, his head hung between them. He watched as he pulled his house keys from his pocket and tried to find the right one when it finally struck him. Kai liked him and he had inadvertently turned him down.

    What the fuck am I still doing in the car?

    He didn't know the right words to say, but his body seemed to know what he needed to do because soon he was out of his car running toward the tall, dark, handsome dancer who he'd come to love so very much. It just took his out-of-practice heart a while to realize.

    “Kai!” he croaked from his dry throat just as the front door clicked closed.

    “Fuck.” he hissed and raised his fist to knock lightly on the door. He can't have gotten too far down the hall.

    Before his knuckles made contact with the wood, the door was reopened and Luhan accidentally thumped Kai on the forehead.

    “Oh!” he retracted his hand and covered his mouth. “My bad. I was about to knock, but then you opened it and I didn't mean to, but I just-”

    “Hyung,” Kai smiled softly. “I told you not to worry.”

    Luhan furrowed his brow.

    “And I know you don't want to date me, but did you have to get violent?” he joked, rubbing his head.

    “I-” Luhan blushed. “I never said I didn't want to date you.”

    “But you don't.” Kai said. “And that's fine. I'll find someone someday, right?”

    “Yeah-” Luhan started, but then realized what Kai actually said. “Wait, no!”

    “Thanks for the vote of confidence.” Kai said sarcastically. “Look, hyung, I said you didn't have to worry. I've been rejected before, it's no big deal.”

    “Oh my god, would you listen to me for five seconds?!” Luhan burst out, gripping Kai's arms, pulling him out onto the porch. “You're sounding so pathetic right now. What have I told you about that?”

    “Hyung,” Kai chuckled. “You are the one who rejected me this time, don't you think it's a little weird if you give me the pep talk after, too?”

    “Kai. Shut. Up.” Luhan shook the taller boy. “I've been trying to tell you that I did not reject you. I just spaced. I'm not used to this sort of thing anymore.”

    “So, you're answer wasn't a no?” Kai asked, tone brightening just a little.

    Luhan flushed. “It's not a no.”

    “So, it's a yes?” Kai beamed.

    Luhan just nodded, looking down at the ground before being lifted completely off of it and spun around in a circle.

    He made a small yelping sound in his throat from the shock of it and clung onto Kai desperately.

    “Put me down!” he begged.

    “Sorry.” Kai chuckled as he set the elder back down onto the safe, stable wood floor of his porch.

    “So,” Luhan started awkwardly looking at his toes. “Should we have a date on Saturday?”

    “Saturday sounds good.” Kai grinned and lifted the elder's chin. “And I'll still see you tomorrow, right?”

    “I'll pick you and Taemin up after study hall as usual.” Luhan nodded.

    “And then, we have a date on Saturday.” Kai repeated it, just because he liked hearing it.

    “Yep.” Luhan nodded and smiled at the goofy look of excitement on Kai's features.

    They just stood there for a moment, smiling at each other, then blushing and turning away and repeating the process again.

    “You should go in and get ready for bed.” Luhan said after a while.

    “Right.” Kai nodded. “School and everything.”

    “Yeah and I have to go, too.” Luhan nodded. “I have a shift at eight tomorrow morning.”

    “Oh. Right. Goodnight, then.” Kai said and reluctantly turned to go inside.

    “Goodnight.” Luhan said softly. “Hey, Kai?”

    “Mm?” he turned back to the elder and was surprised when two slim arms were flung about his neck and two soft lips were pressed gently against his own.

    “Sweet dreams.” Luhan breathed over Kai's full lips before letting the wide-eyed dancer go and sprinting to his car, heart thumping like mad.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (24/37) - unfinished

    As usual, after dance practice, Luhan and Kai walked Taemin to his singing lesson. Luhan noticed that Taemin seemed to be excited about something. He kept nudging Kai and whispering things in his ear that made him blush and shove him away. They were teasing each other just like they used to do all the time before their short relationship began. Luhan guessed that all his help was finally working and the boys were back to being normal best friends. He was happy for them, but he also felt sort of sad.

    He really liked spending everyday with Kai like they had been doing for the past month or so since the break up. He knew that if those two were going to be as close as they were before, Kai was going to be spending more time with the blond.

    “See you guys later!” Taemin sang when they were a few meters from the entrance of the music school.

    “Later, Taemin-ah!” Luhan smiled and waved as Taemin walked backwards toward the door Kai waved silently beside him.

    “Good luck, Kai!” he jumped and whooped, throwing a fist in the air before running into the building, giggling to himself.

    The younger's eyes grew wide and he flushed a brilliant pink. “Idiot.” he muttered under his breath.

    “What's all that about?” Luhan chuckled.

    Kai chuckled nervously and took Luhan's hand.

    “Tell you when we get back to the school.” he said as he tugged his hyung along.

    “Okay?” there was a question in his tone, but he followed the boy anyway.

    They got back to the parking lot of the dance school, which was just a few blocks away from Taemin's music school. Kai let Luhan's hand drop as they approached his car and walked around toward the passenger's side. He heard the doors unlock and he took a deep breath before climbing into the seat.

    “Are you okay, Kai?” Luhan asked, concern gracing his fairy-like features. “You've been kind of off all day. Is it Taemin? I saw that you guys were closer. Is he getting too close and making you unco-”

    “Hyung,” Kai shook his head and chuckled. “It's not that. Taemin doesn't bother me that way anymore.”

    “Oh.” Luhan bit his lip, thinking of another reason his friend might be upset. He couldn't think of anything. “Then what's up?”

    Kai sighed heavily. “Taemin was teasing me earlier because I have a crush on someone.”

    “Oh!” Luhan sang as things started to fit together. “Well, that's a good thing, I guess. It means you're over Taemin. You just have to be careful about falling too hard.”

    He said the words, but he didn't really mean them. He didn't think it was a great idea for Kai to like someone, but he wasn't entirely sure why. Theoretically, what he said was true. Kai moving on was a good thing, but he felt irked by the news. He remembered the time, in this very car, when their lips met for a brief moment and felt himself heat up all over again. He shook it off and smiled at Kai as he started the engine.

    “Hyung?” Kai said softly after bout a minute of silence.

    “Yeah?” Luhan perked at the sound of Kai's voice.

    “How do you tell someone you like them without sounding like a desperate moron?” he asked, blushing.

    Luhan chuckled. “Just tell them honestly. Don't be all dramatic or flashy. That's overrated anyway.”

    “So, if I were to confess to you, I could just say something like: Luhan hyung, I like you. Will you go out with me?” Kai said, voice gentle.

    Luhan gulped. He knew it wasn't real, but he couldn't help the goosebumps that rose up on his arms or the butterflies that fluttered in his stomach.

    “That would work for me.” he answered quietly.

    Kai smiled and put his hand over Luhan's as they came to a red light.

    “Luhan hyung, I like you. Will you go out with me?” he repeated.

    Luhan felt himself flush and he looked into Kai's eyes. They were soft and pleading. Luhan felt himself draw closer to the boy and Kai leaned forward, too. Their lips were just millimeters apart when there was a loud honk from the car behind them. They sprang apart, blushing deeply and Luhan drove forward. The light had turned green without him noticing.

    They were silent for some time after that. Luhan kept his eyes on the road while Kai looked out his window. When they pulled up to his house, Kai finally looked over at Luhan, but the elder kept his gaze locked on the road ahead, palms sweaty on the steering wheel, knuckles white from his tight grip.

    “So, was that a 'yes' or...?” Kai left the other part hanging in the air.

    He didn't really want to say it, besides he figured he knew the answer from the way he was acting now. Although, he'd thought for a little while at the red light that the answer would have been different.

    Luhan felt his heart thumping in his chest at an extremely rapid rate. Kai liked him and they'd almost kissed. He hadn't thought of anyone romantically since his failure with Minseok almost two years ago and now this was happening. He hadn't seen it coming.

    “I see.” Kai said sadly before unbuckling his seat belt and opening the door. “Hyung, just pretend this didn't happen.”

    Luhan finally looked over at the boy, but he couldn't speak. He seemed to have forgotten how. His expression spoke volumes to Kai, though. He knew Luhan didn't want to hurt him, which was why he wasn't giving an answer.

    “Don't worry.” he smiled warmly at the elder. “I'll be fine. You taught me well, remember?”

    Luhan blinked at him, wanting to be able to say something, anything, but he seemed to be shell-shocked.

    “See you tomorrow, then?” Kai said.

    Luhan just nodded as Kai shut the door and trudged off to his front door, head hung low.

~

   Jinki knocked on the door lightly before opening it without pause for an answer. The angry blonde woman who'd approached him earlier was throwing some pretty bold accusations around the building about one of his good friends and he needed to warn him. Jonghyun had explained to him the complex feelings he had developed for Taemin and Onew could relate. He too had a student he was starting to develop feelings over, but he was able to keep them in check. Jonghyun, however, was a different kind of guy. In any case, Jinki was glad to see a teacher properly coaching a student when he opened the door.

    “Onew hyung?” Jonghyun tilted his head in the puppy-like way he always did when he was confused. “What's up?”

    “Oh,” Jinki chuckled awkwardly and smiled at Taemin. “I'm sorry to interrupt you guys, but there was a girl out here who-”

    “That bitch.” Jonghyun hissed, eyes narrowed. “What is she saying?”

    “That you and your student here...” Jinki trailed off, not wanting to repeat exactly what he'd heard.

    “Hyung,” Taemin said, flushing a little as he turned to his teacher. “Does this mean...?”

    “We'll figure it out, baby.” Jonghyun said reassuringly.

    Jinki flushed, too. There was some truth to what that woman was raving about earlier.

    “Wait, so-”

    Jonghyun cut him off before Jinki could finish.

    “Taemin is my boyfriend, but it hasn't changed the fact that we are professional when we work here.”

    That wasn't one hundred percent accurate, but Taemin nodded his head fervently in agreement anyway.

    “I was hoping that she'd be wrong.” Onew sighed. “Congratulations on your relationship and everything, Jonghyun, but now that it's established...”

    “Onew hyung.” Jonghyun pleaded, taking Taemin's hand. “Please don't tell.”

    “I'm not going to.” he snapped, offended. “What kind of guy do you think I am?”

    “Oh.” Jonghyun blushed. “Sorry for doubting you. I just don't want anyone taking him away.”

    Taemin blushed as Jonghyun brought his knuckles up to his lips and kissed them gently.

    “I was just going to say that you have to be more careful.” he said, stepping between them and pulling them away from each other. “Don't even do this. I don't want you getting caught. You could get fired.”

    “But, hyung...” Taemin whined, looking at his boyfriend with a pout.

    This was the only real time they got to spend together. Taemin's schedule was packed with school and dance and Jonghyun went to school and worked two jobs. Unless they missed out on sleep, there was no other time they could be affectionate.

    “I think he's right, baby.” Jonghyun sighed in defeat.

    “Sorry, Taemin.” JInki said sadly.

    Taemin felt like crying and Jonghyun wanted so badly to rush over and comfort him, but Jinki was still there.

    “Just be more careful.” the eldest warned.

    “We will.” Taemin promised.

    “Thanks for telling us about Jessica.” Jonghyun patted his friend's arm.

    “No problem.” Jinki smiled at the pair. “I have to get back to my student. Kibum's kind of a diva. He hates it when I'm late, although it's totally fine if he is.”

    Jonghyun and Taemin chuckled a bit and waved Jinki off. Once the door was shut firmly, Taemin collided with his boyfriend and pulled him into a tight hug before sharing a gentle kiss.

    “Last one, okay?” Jonghyun said as they pulled away.

    “Until we're in the car, right?” Taemin smiled at him.

    “Right.” Jonghyun nodded once before pecking Taemin's lips again. “Okay that was the last one.”

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

PDG (23/37) - unfinished

    Taemin was staring off dreamily again like he did when he and Jonghyun had had a particularly good night the night before, but it didn't bother Kai as much as it used to. He'd learned to be happy for his friend. He also learned that he really could be happy as a single guy.

    The only problem was he didn't really want to be one. He had come to like the friend who was helping him get over his best friend. It hadn't actually taken him that long after they accidentally kissed to realize his feelings. Sure, he went through several stages of denial, but he'd gotten past those as the weeks went by and he spent more time with the loving, adorable man he'd gotten so close to. The only problem was confessing. The last time he did that didn't go so well, so he'd have to approach it delicately. Taemin's seemed to have went well. Maybe if he got some tips from him, he'd get a better idea of how to go about it.

    “Hey.” he hissed at Taemin, snapping him out of his reverie.

    He looked back with a goofy slack-jawed expression that made his best friend giggle.

    “Hey I need your help with something.” he said. “Can we talk about it at lunch?”

    “Oh.” the smile Taemin acquired when he heard Kai ask him for help faded as he heard his request. “I have lunch plans with Jjong.”

    “Oh.” Kai sighed. “Never mind then.”

    He was going to have to think of another way. He wasn't even worried about rejection because Luhan had taught him to take it lightly. And he didn't have to worry about him not being gay because in their many conversations, Luhan had confessed that the person he loved before was a man. His own best friend, Minseok. Kai was just worried he'd make himself look like an idiot. He really did want a chance with Luhan.

    Taemin felt bad. He hadn't spent much time with Kai lately and now that his friend actually wanted to talk to him, asked him for help with something, even, he had to reject him for Jonghyun. It seemed harsh. Quickly, he whipped out his phone and sent his boyfriend a message under his desk, so his teacher wouldn't see.

                                                                                     Hyung! I know we had plans, but would it be okay if spent lunch with Kai today? He asked for my help.

Oh. It's good that he's talking to you, but I

miss my baby. He gets to see you all day...

                                                                                    I know, hyung, I miss you, too, but this is the first time he asks me for something like this since...you know.

T_T I guess it's fine then...

I was right. I dreamt of you ^_^

      Did you? I always dream of you. Since the first week we met...

That's sweet. Are your dreams as nice as mine?

I think so lol what are yours like?

Are you sure you want to know, baby?

Aren't you in class right now?

    Taemin flushed as the message popped up on his screen and looked around, self-consciously as he typed his response.

Tell me. I want to know.

Remember that you asked for it...

    Taemin knew his hyung was just teasing him now and it was bothering him. He felt like he needed to know at this point. Kai noticed that Taemin was totally zoned in on his phone and got a little concerned. Taemin was never good at hiding his texting and if he was saying something personal to Jonghyun he probably wouldn't want to get caught. Goo Seongsaengnim made you read your last message aloud to the class before confiscating your hand phone.

Tell me, tell me, tell me!!!

Should I describe last night's dream then?

I don't know if you're ready. It's intense.

Oh my god, hyung, if you don't tell me I'm

gonna explode!

    “Taemin!” Kai whispered, nudging his friend as the teacher made her way down the aisles to check their progress on the graphic organizers they were supposed to be creating.

    Taemin was lucky he finished his early, but that didn't mean Goo wouldn't take his phone anyway.

    “Oh! Yeah!” he snapped up, remembering why he texted his boyfriend in the first place. “Jonghyun doesn't mind if I spend lunch with you.”

    “Lee Taemin.”

    “Yes, ma'am!” he sang, looking over at his teacher who was just about a meter away. Shit.

    “You finished early.” she commented.

    “Yeah.” he nodded.

    “Does that mean you can text in my class?” he flinched as she said those words.

    “No, ma'am.” he responded and hoped to God that Jonghyun would continue to tease him.

    Just then his phone vibrated again and he gripped it tightly in his fist.

    “You know what to do.” she said.

    He sighed and stood up, everyone's eyes trained on him, covering their snickers. He looked down at the message and breathed a sigh of relief.

    “You know, Minnie.” he read from his phone. “I'd rather show you later instead. Call me later I have to get back to work.”

    The class looked disappointed at the boring message and continued to scribble on their loose leaf paper.

    “Was that even worth it?” she asked as she took his phone from his hand.

    He shook his head and mumbled. “It should have been.” as he sat back down.

    “Sounded like a close one.” Kai chuckled. “You know, I never pictured you as one to send dirty text messages.”

    “I wasn't the one sending it.” he whined, blushing a bright red. “And how did you know it was going to be dirty?”

    “I didn't. You just confirmed it.” he laughed. “Besides, I saw the panic in your eyes when it vibrated.”

    “Whatever.” Taemin stuck his tongue out at his friend. “I'll get it back in fifteen minutes anyway. I don't see the point of taking it.”

    “That's life.” Kai shrugged and Taemin nudged him. “Help me finish my work since you're done.”

    Taemin nodded and they finished his paper sloppily, but quickly. Taemin picked up his phone as they left the class and tucked it away in his bag in case he was tempted to text Jonghyun again. At lunch, the boys found a quiet table outside by a tree that shed too many petals for people to sit comfortably by, so that had it to themselves. They didn't mind a few pink teardrops in their hair. They were easily brushed away and Kai felt like they needed the privacy for this. He explained all about how he had developed a solid friendship and then romantic feelings for their friend.

    Taemin beamed as he listened. He was glad that Kai had moved on and found Luhan. He thought things would be forever awkward between them, but because of their dance senior, they were able to keep their friendship and it was starting to turn into something more familiar. They were almost back to normal again. Taemin was confident that he could get his best friend back. On top of that, Taemin had sort of noticed a shift in the relationship between his friends. He didn't know exactly when it happened, but it all made sense now that Kai was explaining this to him. Looking back, he realized that Luhan might feel the same way and he encouraged his friend to go for it and confess.

    “Oh that's not the problem.” Kai shook his head. “I'm gonna do it. I just don't know how.”

    “But you've done it before.” Taemin cocked a brow.

    “Yeah but that sucked.” Kai admitted with a small, sheepish smile.

    “Kinda.” Taemin chuckled.

    “Hey!” his friend whined and shoved him. “That's why I need help!”

    “What do you want me to do?” Taemin asked as he took a sip of his coffee milk.

    “I don't know.” Kai grumbled. “How did you confess to Jonghyun?”

    Taemin laughed. “That probably went worse than yours!”

    Kai joined in the laughter. “That bad?”

    It was Taemin's turn to whine and shove his friend.

    “I don't think it matters what you do or what you say.” Taemin said wisely. “If you both feel it, then that won't matter.”

    Kai took that into consideration.

    “But I wanted to look cool.” he mumbled.

    “You?” Taemin nudged him encouragingly. “You're always cool, Kim Jongin. It's effortless with you.”

    Kai chuckled and shook his head. “I try so hard, actually.”

    Taemin laughed and patted his friend on the back. “Stop thinking so much on it. When I did that I basically worried myself sick.”

    “I know.” Kai smirked. “I was there. I saw you.”

    “Exactly.” Taemin nodded. “You don't want to look like I did. And don't try to plan something theatrical, it probably won't work in the end anyway. I mean, I played him my song, but it was only after he confessed to me.”

    Kai smiled and looked up at the branches of the shedding tree. “Wouldn't it be great if Luhan did it first?”

    “Aww!” Taemin squeaked and pinched his friend's blushing cheeks. “I've never seen you like this before. It's so cute.”

    “What are you talking about?” Kai squirmed away. “I used to gush over you all the time.”

    “Not like this, you didn't.” Taemin giggled. “It's making me kinda jealous.”

    “So you're saying you want me back?” he teased.

    “I- Well-” Taemin sputtered.

    “Not that I'd take you back.” he smirked. “I'm too good for you.”

    “Oh.” Taemin sighed in relief. “Hey! That's mean!”

    Kai laughed as his friend pouted and wondered if all the things he said about confessing to someone were true. He hoped so. He hoped he was right about Luhan liking him back, too. They'd see after they dropped Taemin off for his music lesson.

#pdg: jongtae

[vintage-celii]

BF (38/38) - unfinished

    Minho was awoken by the sound of his cell phone vibrating on the bedside table at three in the morning. He glared at the caller ID before flipping it open and bringing it to his ear.

    “Henry hyung, wh-” he began, but was cut off by the most beautiful sound in the world.

    “Minnie?” Jonghyun whispered. “I know it's late, but I-”

    “Jonghyun!” Minho sat up straight and clutched the phone in both hands, pressing it into his ear, the closer the better. He hadn't heard Jonghyun's voice in far too long. “Baby, what-? How?” he choked on his words, tears burning behind his eyes.

    “Henry hyung let me borrow his phone.” Jonghyun explained softly. “God, Minnie, I missed your voice.”

    “Me, too.” Minho breathed. “Are-Aren't you worried you'll get caught again?”

    “Nah,” Jonghyun said, sniffling a bit. Minho could tell this was overwhelming for him, too. “My father's asleep and my bedroom door is locked.”

    “You have to be careful, baby, I don't want-”

    “I know, I'm being careful.” Jonghyun insisted. “I- I have something to tell you. I don't know how you'll take it.”

    “You know you can talk to me, baby.” Minho said, feeling his chest begin to hollow, slowly filling back up with dread. “Whatever it is, say it. I love you, Jonghyun hyung.”

    “Fuck, Minnie.” Jonghyun hissed. “I love you, too. I love you so much. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I-”

    “Hyung, shh. It's okay.” Minho cooed. He wished he could hold Jonghyun in his lap and rock him slowly, wipe away his tears and kiss away the pain. “None of this is your fault, baby. None of it.”

    “I- I don't think we can do this anymore, Minnie.” he hissed into the phone.

    “Hyung, don't- What are you saying, baby?” Minho asked desperately. “Just hold on a little longer, babe, I-”

    “Minho, I can't.” Jonghyun insisted, choking on his words as his sobs threatened to take over him. “This is why I called.”

    “Puppy, please.” Minho begged, feeling a tightness in his chest, like he couldn't get enough air. “Stop. We can make it, baby, just give me some time. I'll fix it.”

    “I know you can, Minho.” Jonghyun whispered. “But I can't. Taeyeon? She's really nice and she really likes me. She's someone my dad can approve of, someone I can get used to being with.”

    Minho felt like retching. It was the first time he'd heard Jonghyun's voice in so long and these were not the words he'd expected to hear.

    “I still love you, Minnie. More than anything, but it's not safe.” Jonghyun continued. “I want to be able to see you during the summer and play with you and hold your hand, but I can't do that if we're a couple. He won't let us. We can call it a phase we've gotten over-”

    “Hyung, don't. That doesn't even make sense. Baby-”

    “Minho, listen.” Jonghyun begged him. “If it means I can see you again at all, I don't care that we can't be together. I'm your best friend over everything.”

    “No, stop.” Minho pleaded. “Jonghyun, think about what you're saying.”

    “I have, Minnie.” the elder sniffled. “For a long time now.”

    “You're not a quitter, hyung.” Minho clutched at his chest, wanting to tear something apart because that's what was happening to him. His heart was being torn from is chest, bruised, battered, and cut open, left bleeding out, so he could shrivel up and die. “This isn't you. Stop talking this way.”

    “I'm sorry, Minnie.”

    “But I- Jonghyun, I love you. And you love me, I know you do.” Minho sobbed, taking deep gasping breaths before continuing. “We're in love. We are meant to be together.”

    “Minnie, it isn't safe.” Jonghyun whimpered.

    “FUCK BEING SAFE!” Minho shouted, standing up from his bed. “I don't care, hyung! I'll take any beating they throw at me. I can stand it all because I have you!”

    Jonghyun muffled his wails, but Minho could still hear him. It made him angry. If it was hurting Jonghyun to leave him, then why the fuck was he even bothering?

    “Hyung, please.” Minho said in a softer tone. “I'm coming to see you. Kibum and I are working something out. Don't do this.”

    Jonghyun settled himself and gasped for air before speaking in a harsh whisper. “Minho, don't. That's stupid.” he said. “He'll find you and hurt you again. B-Besides, I'm with T-Taeyeon now.”

    “Shut up, no you're not.” Minho bared his teeth and dug his nails into the soft wood of his dresser.

    “M-Maybe you should find someone, too.” he continued. “Kibum sounds nice. You talk about him a lot.”

    “Don't be a fucking idiot, Jonghyun.” Minho seethed. “Is that what this is about? I told you he and I are just good friends. I-”

    “No, Minnie.” Jonghyun said, taking another steadying breath. “It's about me and you and what's right.”

    “But this is so fucking wrong, hyung.” Minho said. “Can't you feel it? Because it's killing me, hyung.”

    “Stop.” Jonghyun breathed,

    “No, you stop!” Minho shouted again. “You're being ridiculous and I can't fucking stand it anymore.”

    “Maybe that's a good thing.”

    “Jonghyun. Shut. Up.” Minho gritted out. “You're not breaking up with me. Not like this.”

    “Okay, Minnie.” Jonghyun sighed, defeated.

    Minho breathed deeply for a moment, taking in as much air as he could now that Jonghyun seemed a little less crazy. He didn't need the panic attack he felt coming on. He could understand why Jonghyun was feeling the way he was, but it was so out of his character. He wondered if there was something that triggered it, if he'd been beaten again.

    “Baby?” he whispered once his heart had stopped hammering against his chest.

    “Hm?” Jonghyun hummed.

    “Did you get it out of your system?”

    “Yeah.” Jonghyun answered softly.

    “Feel better?” Minho asked.

    “A little.” Jonghyun mumbled. “But what I said about Taeyeon, I wasn't lying. We're dating as far as everyone knows.”

    Minho grit his teeth. “Have you kissed her?”

    “Yeah.”

    “Just for show or-?”

    “Not just for show.” Jonghyun whispered after a moment and Minho tightened his grip on the phone.

    “That's okay.” he lied smoothly. “Have you fucked her?”

    “Minho” Jonghyun chided, then sighed. "No."

    “Good.” Minho said curtly. “Do you want to?”

    “Minho.” Jonghyun whined.

    “I'm just making sure.” Minho said. “As long as you don't take it beyond kissing, I guess it's okay. You need affection. I know that. It's who you are. If she can give it to you in my place, then that's fine. But that's it.”

    “You're not mad?”

    “Not really.” he was fuming, but he could deal.

    Jonghyun breathed a sigh of relief. “Good.”

    “Good.” Minho echoed him. “You should get some sleep. It's late and your dad might catch you if you stay on the phone any longer. You probably woke the whole house crying like that.

    “Oh, I cry like that almost every night.” Jonghyun said and Minho's heart fell to the pit of his stomach. “They're used to it by now, but you're right, Minnie. I'm tired.”

    “I love you, hyung.” Minho whispered. “Sleep well.”

    “You, too, Minnie.” Jonghyun answered tiredly. “I love you.”

    The line went dead and Minho paced the room. He needed to do something, to run, or fight or jump or just talk to someone. There was too much going on in his head for him to process it all alone.

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