Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 11

[kumo_is_kumo]

Title: Beautiful Butterfly

Pairing: Kaisoo

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Smut, Drama, Semi-Angst, Age switch

Length: Series

Summary: Because sometimes, all Jongin has to do is just following the clumsy Kyungsoo and lets the boy breaks the ignorant demeanor he has. Just like when he sees a butterfly. Just stares and follows, and it will show you its beauty and gracefulness.

















Chapter 11



“So, where are we going?” Kyungsoo mutters as soon as Jongin starts the engine. The older male seems to ignore his question and continues driving silently.

“Hyung,” he whines. Jongin glances at him and frowns.

“Did you cry?”

Kyungsoo touches his eyes, of course Jongin would find out. “No, I’m not.” Well, let’s try his luck.

Jongin huffs, eyes glancing at the side road before stopping the car. Kyungsoo frowns and yelps when Jongin unbuckles his seatbelt before cradling his face with his palms.

“What happened?” Jongin asks. Kyungsoo glances away from his stare and sighs. “I told Chanyeol to stop this… thing between us. I felt really bad and we cried together. That’s it.”

“Is he mad at you? Should I come to him and say something?” He asks, rubbing his thumbs on the apple on his cheeks. Kyungsoo shudders from the gentleness before shaking his head no. “We are fine, if that was what you were asking. He wasn’t mad at me, just a bit disappointed, I think…”

Jongin hums softly, leaning closer to him. “You tried to lie to me, huh? When your eyelashes are still wet like this,” he wipes the remaining tears away and causes Kyungsoo to close his eyes. He sends a small smile to the CEO and Jongin stills at the sight. He wants to kiss him so badly now.

“Soo, keep your eyes shut.” He whispers before tilting his head and presses their lips in a kiss. Kyungsoo yelps in surprise before relaxing, reminding himself that this is practically their third real kiss. And it’s quite surprising that Jongin starts them twice, seeing that he is the one being so in denial before. His heart is beating so fast now, he wants to squeal and he wants to beat Jongin up for delaying this thing between them for so long.

“Hm,” Kyungsoo sighs when Jongin deepens the kiss, angling his face for a better access. Kyungsoo shivers though; Jongin’s kiss feels so urgent, like he is rushing something. Is this how to kiss with an adult?

“H-Hyung,” he calls when Jongin leans back, eyes hooded and Kyungsoo swears the sight is such a turn on. Oops, can’t say something like that, eh.

“You are cute.” Jongin mutters, pecking all over his flushed face. Kyungsoo whines; there he is being treated like a kid again.

“Jongin hyung!” He growls and it makes Jongin laughs. He leans back to his seat after pecking his lips one more time, buckling his seat belt before starting the engine again.

“But, hyung, where are we going?” He questions curiously, face still flushed from the kiss. Jongin smiles.

“Are you free now? Do you want to go somewhere with me?”

Kyungsoo feels his heart skips a beat. Jongin is taking him out for a date? He holds back himself from squealing and almost says yes, but something in his mind stops him from doing so. With a big pout, he sighs.

“I can’t, hyung… Exams are coming and I have to study—oh God, my exams are next week!” Kyungsoo gasps, suddenly remembering the time and date and all. He scrambles with his phone to count the remaining days before whimpering in distress.

“Damn it, I forget everything… because of you!” He groans, pointing a finger at the CEO. Jongin hides back his smile. “Why me?”

“Because you are playing around in my mind and after everything happened… argh, I don’t know!”

Jongin drives towards the familiar road. “Okay, sure, we are going to your house then. I’m going to hang out there today.”

Kyungsoo stops pulling his hair out of his head and stares at him. “What?”

“I’m saying that we should have a home date,” Jongin glances at him before glancing back at the road; smiling at the face Kyungsoo is making.

“What- How- I mean, why? Shouldn’t you be working right now? Speaking of it, you still haven’t answered me about how you ended up at my school.”

Jongin lets out a soft ‘ah’ as if he remembered something. “I have talked to your teacher.”

“M-My teacher?” Kyungsoo questions; dumbfounded. Where is this conversation going?

“Yeah. I have talked to him and I canceled the dormitory request. You are not staying at the dorm.” He states. Kyungsoo gaps, jaws going down in shock.

“Why? Then I’m not entering university? Why are you doing that?” He shrieks in surprise. Jongin clicks his tongue and shakes his head. “No, silly. Hear me out first. You are not staying at the dorm but you still go to that university. You want to get there, am I right?”

“Yes, but, where should I stay? The distance between the university and the house is so far and I can’t be coming back and forth everyday!” He groans, because Jongin hyung can be so idiot sometimes! That handsome face is the only good thing he has!

Jongin rolls his eyes. “Listen, Soo. I have a plan.”

“Yeah, and that plan is to kill me!” Kyungsoo groans lowly. Jongin parks the car in front of the younger boy’s house and stares at him.

“I have an apartment in that area and you will be so surprised to know just how close it is to your university.”

“So… you are saying—”

“That you are going to live at my apartment, yes.” Jongin grins, before ushering him to go out of the car. Kyungsoo stares in shock at his boyfriend. Is he serious?



***



“Go find something to entertain yourself while I get change,” Kyungsoo mutters, dropping his backpack beside the coffee table in the living room before getting into his room to change into his home clothes. He trips over nothing and lets out a soft ‘ugh’, oblivious to the way Jongin’s eyes following him worriedly. Jongin hangs his coat and loosens his tie, before finally deciding to just take it off and chuck it down to his coat’s pocket.

He sits down on the couch with a loud sigh; he hasn’t sat on this couch for a very long time. Now that he has the chance, he is going to use the comfortable place to his heart content.

Kyungsoo calls for him from the hallway, the sound of his bedroom door closing stops Jongin from dozing off. He hears the soft pitter-patter of tiny feet, which he knows clad with nothing, not even socks, coming down the hallway before escaping into the kitchen. He groans while getting up and follows the footsteps.

“Do you want to eat something?” Kyungsoo asks him, back to him while he jumps on his toes to grab the instant noodle at the top shelf. Jongin stops at the kitchen door, eyes bulging out of their socket. I mean, why won’t you.

“Hyung?” Kyungsoo whines when Jongin just ends up standing at the opening, face like an idiot.

Jongin sighs, silently telling himself to calm down because his little boyfriend looks adorable with his home clothes. Clad in that simple black baggy t-shirt and grey sweatpants. He looks absolutely adorable, like a kid.

“Why are you wearing that?” He questions before he could even stop himself. Kyungsoo puts down the instant noodle, glancing down at his body.

“This is what I wear everyday. Why?” He tilts his head. Jongin breathes; he never knows Minseok’s brother could be this cute.

“Nothing. So, you were saying?”

“Do you want to eat something, hyung? I’m a bit hungry; do you want to share the noodles with me?” He asks, grabbing the pot under the counter. Jongin gapes at the white skin; Minseok and Kyungsoo indeed have that kind of complexion. It makes them look so cute.

“Yeah, sure, f-fine.”

They sit by the counter once the noodle’s done and two pairs of chopsticks are moving around the pot. Kyungsoo hums in delight; he indeed has chosen the best flavor. Minseok hyung insists to buy the original chili flavor but Kyungsoo pouts at him and grabs the spicy shrimp flavor instead. See, it’s better than the original chili.

“Is it good, hyung?” He asks Jongin who is silently eating beside him. The CEO nods and continues slurping the noodles into his mouth and Kyungsoo squirms happily on his seat. Ha, he is so going to tell Minseok that they will never have that original flavor again! No more!

“Are you sure you are eighteen? You eat like five,” Jongin mutters, a thumb wiping at the red sauce on the corner of Kyungsoo’s lips. He pouts, having no energy to argue about his age with someone because they will always see him as a kid.

“Whatever.” He huffs, licking his chopsticks clean before scooping more noodles. He hears Jongin hyung laughs beside him before the older male is leaning over him. “Are you faking angry again?”

“What do you think?” Kyungsoo grumbles while munching on the food, ignoring his stare and glancing to the sink instead. This hyung needs some punishment sometimes. No one can resist his pouting face! And when Kyungsoo says no one, it means no one.

“You truly are a kid.” Jongin comments at his act. Kyungsoo huffs and twists his neck to scold him. “Excuse you! I’m eigh—”

Jongin silences him with a soft kiss on his lips and Kyungsoo freezes. Is he still the same male who rejected him countless times?

“Ha, I shut you up.”

Kyungsoo feels warm spreading around his face and he whines in defeat, standing up and throwing the metal chopsticks to the sink. He washes his mouth and sprints away to the living room. Jongin can laugh all he wants.

Sitting down on the couch, Kyungsoo grabs his book from his bag and begins to study. Jongin hyung settles down beside him after a while; an arm sneaking to his shoulder to pull him closer.

“Hey,”

“Shut up. I’m studying.” He mutters lowly.

“Really? You won’t talk to me?”

“No.”

“Even if I begged to you?”

“No.”

“Not even a kiss?”

“…no.”

“Not even a cuddle?”

“…”

Kyungsoo sighs, dropping his book and whines like a kid. He has wanted a cuddle session with Jongin hyung; now that they are together and he gets the offer for it, Kyungsoo is not going to miss it.

Jongin laughs loudly at him, a hand clutching his stomach. Oh God, he has never laughed this content before. This boy is surely changing him to the different side of life.

“Stop laughing!” Kyungsoo pouts, crossing his arms childishly. Jongin drags him closer, getting the sudden idea and he ends up lifting Kyungsoo up to sit in between his thighs. The younger boy yelps in surprise and blushes crimson red when Jongin hugs him from behind, arms all over his torso to keep his close.

“Now is better.” Jongin mutters. Kyungsoo clutches onto his book and he bends his head down.

God knows how many times he has been imagining this kind of things to happen, but now it is happening for real, he is slowly losing his sanity.

“Continue your study,” Jongin shakes him, breaking him out of his trance. Kyungsoo nods his head and internally squeals when Jongin hyung pecks his cheek.

GOD THIS IS HAPPENING.



***



Kyungsoo drops his book, now closed due to the much information about biology into his brain. Studying is indeed exhausting. He wouldn’t be that worried though, he is the top ten in the whole school.

“Hyung,” he calls, shaking the tanned arms around his belly. Jongin gives him no response and Kyungsoo twists his neck to stare at the sleeping Jongin, leaning on his shoulder. Squealing internally, Kyungsoo begins to trace his eyes over the contour of his face. He has never seen Jongin hyung this close before.

Sexy bronze skin, long eyelashes, sharp nose, and ugh, don’t make Kyungsoo starts on those plump lips. They are so—

“Done?” Jongin’s voice startles Kyungsoo and he breathes in surprise.

Jongin hyung sends a lopsided smile and lifts his head up from the younger boy’s shoulder, staring at his dazedly. “You jolt like a kid.”

“Say ‘kid’ once again and I’m going to hit you. Everyone knows how hard I hit.” Kyungsoo murmurs with a glare. Jongin simply ignores his threat and squeezes him on the waist. “Are you done with your study? Can we relax now?”

“We are relaxing this whole time, don’t we?” Kyungsoo mutters, feeling his body heating up from their close proximity.

He is being lifted up off his lap, gets down on the spot beside Jongin before the older male traps him down against the armrest. “Relax means kissing and all.”

Kyungsoo feels the intense stare and he sighs, faking an annoyed face. “H-Hyung, you are too close!”

“Yes, sure, but you like it.” Jongin mutters, pressing his lips against Kyungsoo’s cheek. The younger boy closes his eyes as he relishes on the feeling of the simple affection and the soft touch on the other side of his face. He feels the warm breathe hitting his nose before those plump lips are pressing a soft touch to his own.

Lips molded gently together, testing the limits before Jongin hyung grabs him by the back of his neck and tilts his head up. Kyungsoo breathes heavily through his nose, trembling fingers gripping on Jongin’s cream-colored dress shirt. He feels Jongin’s lips curve into a smile and Kyungsoo follows the gesture.

Jongin grabs his other hand which is awkwardly hanging around the couch, lifting it up and putting it onto the side of his neck. Kyungsoo jolts; this is the first time he is directly touching Jongin hyung other than his hand or hanging around his waist as a kid before.

“Don’t be so shy,” Jongin whispers against his lips after leaning back a bit, before pressing for more. Kyungsoo hums, testing his courage by rubbing his palm along the soft bronze skin.

He hears a soft sound escapes the older male before Jongin hyung is pressing even closer to him, invading his personal space. Their lips are still attached in the most innocent way, with nibbling and nipping, but Jongin is going to change it soon.

He runs his tongue along Kyungsoo’s upper lip, before nudging Kyungsoo’s lips apart with it. “Open up for me,” he whispers when he leans back, closing in again in a blink of an eye. Kyungsoo whimpers softly when the tip of their tongue meets, his hand squeezing Jongin’s neck just right to make the older male shivers in excitement.

This is just like in the adult movie Sehun shows me that other day, Kyungsoo thinks about the French kiss.

Jongin hyung seems to know well what he is doing as he is guiding him throughout the whole thing. Kyungsoo unconsciously pouts at that. Jongin hyung has lots of lovers before, he is experienced already.

Feeling the pouting lips against his, Jongin draws his tongue back and leans a bit. Kyungsoo’s cheeks are pink and his lips are a bit swollen yet he still looks so adorable like this.

“What’s wrong?”

“You are so experienced, hyung. I’m just a ‘kid’...” He mutters. Jongin chuckles and pecks his temple. “No worries. I can teach everything that you want to know,” he stops, leaning closer to whisper into Kyungsoo’s ear, “even those about real adult things.”

Kyungsoo whimpers in embarrassment and he playfully pushes Jongin away on his shoulder. Jongin laughs at his reaction and continues kissing his lips with soft pecks. Kyungsoo giggles at that, stopping Jongin by holding onto his cheeks instantly when he hears the front gate is opening.

“Soo? Hyung is home!”

He shrieks, barely able to move away or change his position before the door is opened and Minseok hyung stops by the door, watching his brother and his friend on the couch.

Jongin lets out a weak ‘uh, hi’ before going all meek and giving Minseok weird smile. Kyungsoo gulps; that face that Minseok is making only means one thing: bye bye chubby Minsoekie.

“KIM JONGIN.” Minseok growls, eyes seeing red as he stomps over the living room. Kyungsoo shrieks as he envelopes Jongin into a hug, shielding him from his angry brother.

“Kyungsoo, stop defending him! I need to show him where his place is!” Minseok is all but groaning loudly. Jongin could only lean into his little boyfriend’s arms as he sends a hopeful gaze to Minseok.



“What’s going on?” There’s that unique accent again and Kyungsoo snaps his head towards the door. He grins immediately.

“Yixing ge!”

“Hello, Kyungsoo- and Jongin? What are you doing here? What are—” His eyes squint and he gasps, palms covering his mouth.

“Soo, you said to me that ‘it’s not going to work and you are not going to pursue it’!”

Jongin blinks, before his mind connects all the dots. He glances at Kyungsoo who is sending Yixing some glances, silently telling him to shut the fuck up.

“And you told me that you are giving up! You said this crush can’t continue! That’s why you went on a date with that boy and you left me alone, hugging his arm like that, don’t you?” Yixing obliviously states, frowning.

Jongin glares at his little boyfriend and grabs his wrist.

“You said that? And you were even hugging that tall boy?!”

“I did not! When did I do that?” Kyungsoo shrieks, trying to defend himself. Minseok is long forgotten beside the couch, watching the scene interestedly.

“You did! You left me alone by myself and you skipped away with that boy, arm in arm!” Yixing mutters in disbelief. Has his brain failed him if Kyungsoo didn’t even remember it?

At Jongin’s glare, Kyungsoo sends him an awkward smile. “Uh...”









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A/N: Hello, hi, well haha. The ending might be a bit weird because I get weird(?) lol
Enjoy~

Comments

[yun-fck-jae.livejournal.com]

sly jongin is so slyyy lol about that apartment thing lol. and what with this hobby of kissing ksoo? otl. xiumin is so protective i like that lol. cant wait for next chapter, what will happen >

[samo99ro.livejournal.com]

Well, a little shock for those two intruders. But this way they will understand that Soo is not a child anymore. Right? And overprotection is not needed anymore.