The only things they have in common are an unfortunate love of Drake's newest EP, exceptional height, and Baekhyun. WAIT BAEKHYUN? I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT. IKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWIT
"Does his not wanting to date anyone have to do with his job?" Yifan asks, and Chanyeol and Jongin both turn to look at him.
"His… job?" Jongin asks. "I don't know why his job would interfere. He seems to spend a lot of hours doing whatever it is, but he still has time for class and tutoring and stuff."
"Oh," Yifan says, after a long pause that feels laden with secrets, kind of like Jongin's family home during the holidays. Everyone on their toes. Jongin not talking about how he’s coming to the realization that he might prefer dick and that's why he doesn't have a girlfriend. "Right. Yeah. Don't mind me."
The look on Yifan's face is uncomfortable. Chanyeol curiously rests his chin on Yifan's shoulder. OH MY GOD. THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON. SUHO AND JOONMYEON.
They still meet twice a week for tutoring. They always meet in Joonmyun's room now. Studying is only half of what they do. The other half is Jongin with his long legs carefully draped over Joonmyun's thin shoulders, nails digging into Joonmyun's cotton sheets to keep from slicing lines into his pale smooth back, as Joonmyun precisely and intently slams his cock right into Jongin's prostate.
He has one arm around Joonmyun's shoulders, the same way Jongin does it, and he's speaking into Joonmyun's ear.
Back off, Jongin thinks. Doesn't think. Is not allowed to think. Not boyfriends.
"Jongin!" Joonmyun says. He smiles, his eyes doing that stupid thing Jongin loves despite himself, and he waves. He looks like a poodle. Jongin has two poodles at his parents' house. He loves poodles. He has a problem.
"Joonmyun-hyung." He sizes up the guy. He's good-looking. He's wearing a sweatshirt that says 'Music Department'. No guesses as to how they know each other, then. I love it when people get all possessive or whatnot…it's kinda hot. O T L
Tutee. Jongin supposes that is better than fuck-buddy. "Right," Jongin says, because this is no time to be a goldfish. "I'm just a second year he tutors."
Jongin shuffles past to grab a banana from the cool-shelf. He bows quickly, and out of the corner of his eye, he sees a concerned furrow in Joonmyun's brow and an amused twist to Kyuhyun's lips.
Jongin is definitely not pouting. He's a grown-ass man, and grown-ass men pout even less than they sign emails with smiley-faces.
He pays at the register and waves goodbye without turning around. He hears Joonmyun calling his name as the glass door closes, but Jongin is five seconds from a tantrum and grown-ass men don't do that, either. GOOD. BECAUSE I WILL DO THIS TO YOU.
Just dropping you an email to make sure you're taking care of yourself! :-) Jongin angrily loads a porn video on his computer and scowls at Suho when he pops up on the screen. Then he feels guilty because Suho's never done anything to him. I know we aren't meeting for tutoring for the next couple weeks, but you seemed stressed when we ran into each other at the convenience store. Listen to your hyung and get plenty of sleep! :-) LOL SURE JOONMYEON-HY- I MEAN -AH. otherwise jonginnie here will be like
"My heart doesn't belong to Suho." Jongin used to think it did. Now, when he falls asleep, he just thinks about gross lame things like holding Joonmyun's hand. The worst part is, Joonmyun would totally hold Jongin's hand back but it wouldn't mean anything.
"You look like a slighted drama heroine right now," Chanyeol says. LIKE BELLA, YEAH? depressed gurl was depressing.
Jongin is not tense. Jongin is just, as usual, confused. "I miss Joonmyun-hyung."
"Why don't you watch one of your two hundred videos of Suho so you can remember what his face looks like."
"I only have sixty-four, don't exaggerate," says Jongin. "And it's not the same. Suho doesn't do it for me anymore." /dramatic gasp Oh no, Jongin. Really? /sarcasm
Re: SO LIKE....I had this saved in my bookmarks along with many other fics a couple months ago...
WAIT BAEKHYUN?
I KNEW IT. I KNEW IT. IKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWITIKNEWIT
"Does his not wanting to date anyone have to do with his job?" Yifan asks, and Chanyeol and Jongin both turn to look at him.
"His… job?" Jongin asks. "I don't know why his job would interfere. He seems to spend a lot of hours doing whatever it is, but he still has time for class and tutoring and stuff."
"Oh," Yifan says, after a long pause that feels laden with secrets, kind of like Jongin's family home during the holidays. Everyone on their toes. Jongin not talking about how he’s coming to the realization that he might prefer dick and that's why he doesn't have a girlfriend. "Right. Yeah. Don't mind me."
The look on Yifan's face is uncomfortable. Chanyeol curiously rests his chin on Yifan's shoulder.
OH MY GOD. THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON. SUHO AND JOONMYEON.
They still meet twice a week for tutoring. They always meet in Joonmyun's room now. Studying is only half of what they do. The other half is Jongin with his long legs carefully draped over Joonmyun's thin shoulders, nails digging into Joonmyun's cotton sheets to keep from slicing lines into his pale smooth back, as Joonmyun precisely and intently slams his cock right into Jongin's prostate.
He has one arm around Joonmyun's shoulders, the same way Jongin does it, and he's speaking into Joonmyun's ear.
Back off, Jongin thinks. Doesn't think. Is not allowed to think. Not boyfriends.
"Jongin!" Joonmyun says. He smiles, his eyes doing that stupid thing Jongin loves despite himself, and he waves. He looks like a poodle. Jongin has two poodles at his parents' house. He loves poodles. He has a problem.
"Joonmyun-hyung." He sizes up the guy. He's good-looking. He's wearing a sweatshirt that says 'Music Department'. No guesses as to how they know each other, then.
I love it when people get all possessive or whatnot…it's kinda hot. O T L
Tutee. Jongin supposes that is better than fuck-buddy. "Right," Jongin says, because this is no time to be a goldfish. "I'm just a second year he tutors."
Jongin shuffles past to grab a banana from the cool-shelf. He bows quickly, and out of the corner of his eye, he sees a concerned furrow in Joonmyun's brow and an amused twist to Kyuhyun's lips.
Jongin is definitely not pouting. He's a grown-ass man, and grown-ass men pout even less than they sign emails with smiley-faces.
He pays at the register and waves goodbye without turning around. He hears Joonmyun calling his name as the glass door closes, but Jongin is five seconds from a tantrum and grown-ass men don't do that, either.
GOOD. BECAUSE I WILL DO THIS TO YOU.
Just dropping you an email to make sure you're taking care of yourself! :-) Jongin angrily loads a porn video on his computer and scowls at Suho when he pops up on the screen. Then he feels guilty because Suho's never done anything to him. I know we aren't meeting for tutoring for the next couple weeks, but you seemed stressed when we ran into each other at the convenience store. Listen to your hyung and get plenty of sleep! :-)
LOL SURE JOONMYEON-HY- I MEAN -AH. otherwise jonginnie here will be like
"My heart doesn't belong to Suho." Jongin used to think it did. Now, when he falls asleep, he just thinks about gross lame things like holding Joonmyun's hand. The worst part is, Joonmyun would totally hold Jongin's hand back but it wouldn't mean anything.
"You look like a slighted drama heroine right now," Chanyeol says.
LIKE BELLA, YEAH? depressed gurl was depressing.
Jongin is not tense. Jongin is just, as usual, confused. "I miss Joonmyun-hyung."
"Why don't you watch one of your two hundred videos of Suho so you can remember what his face looks like."
"I only have sixty-four, don't exaggerate," says Jongin. "And it's not the same. Suho doesn't do it for me anymore."
/dramatic gasp
Oh no, Jongin. Really? /sarcasm