Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 15 [M]

[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 15



It’s been a week since Kyungsoo has moved into Jongin’s apartment by the other town. He remembers clearly the way Minseok hyung cries when they put his things up into Jongin hyung’s car.

Kyungsoo has to hug his brother in the backseat while Jongin hyung is pouting in the driver seat just because he can’t hold Kyungsoo’s hand for the whole journey.

The two hyungs help him with unpacking, and even though his things are placed nicely all over the apartment, Minseok hyung refuses to leave. He says that Jongin will do inappropriate things to his brother.

They end up shopping for foods and other necessity. Kyungsoo ignores the way the two adults bicker with each other.



Minseok hyung promises to visit him once in a while and Kyungsoo has also promised him to go back home when he is free. Their parents have come to the apartment for ‘inspection’, even though they don’t really understand why Minseok’s friend is very kind to let their youngest son stays there (they don’t even know what kind of relationship their youngest son and Minseok’s friend have).

Kyungsoo meets with Sehun and Chanyeol in the café across the university building they will be attending, because the class will start next week.

“So, how do you like the dorm?” Kyungsoo asks excitedly, leaning to Sehun’s shoulder. The latter sighs. “Fine. I got roomed with Chanyeol, it’s so boring.”

“Hey! I don’t want to be roomed with you as well!” Chanyeol defends himself from behind his milkshake. Sehun scoffs, “Of course. You would rather room with your lover boy.”

Kyungsoo’s ears perk up. “Lover boy?”

Chanyeol’s face reddens from it and Sehun snickers, moving closer to Kyungsoo to gossip with him. Kyungsoo eagerly perks his ears.

“Apparently, Chan got a kiss on his lips from that Minhyun guy –”

“It’s Baekhyun!” Chanyeol cuts, face red and eyes wide. Kyungsoo giggles at his face.

“When was it, when?”

“On their third date two days ago. Ever since then, Chan couldn’t stop checking his phone in every two minutes or so because his Minhyun –”

“His name is Baekhyun!”

“– and Chan have been texting and I wonder whether they have exchanged nude photos or not –”

“Oh Sehun!” Chanyeol groans, pulling onto his hair.

Kyungsoo laughs, almost choking onto his saliva while leaning back onto the seat.

“Is this real, Chanyeol? You have been texting with him?” He asks once he has regained back his breathing. The tallest boy grumbles under his breath, face red in embarrassment, and seeing him in that state, Sehun sneakily grabs his phone by the other side of the table.

“Sehun! Don’t!” He groans, trying to grab his phone back but it’s too late because Sehun whistles while grinning wolfishly, showing the background image of the phone to Kyungsoo which is a photo of another boy.

“Wow, he is so cute!” Kyungsoo squeals, staring at the photo of the Minhyun guy, no, Baekhyun guy, who is smiling up into the camera, puppy eyes squeezed smaller than the original size and lips forming a pretty laugh. It looks like a candid photo.

Chanyeol grabs back his phone, hitting Sehun’s head upside down while locking the device back.

“Can’t believe you are the romantic type, Chan.” Sehun wiggles his eyebrows.

Kyungsoo grins; delighted that his friend is happy.

He remembers his own phone and its background photo, which is a sleeping Jongin hyung, and Kyungsoo loves to stare at it.

“And he has his own boyfriend sleeping in his phone,” Sehun steals the glance as Kyungsoo yelps in surprise, hiding his phone.

“You are already sleeping with him?”

Kyungsoo whines, elbowing Sehun’s ribs while tapping his burning cheeks.

“Stop spreading nonsense rumor,” he mutters. Sehun shrugs.

“I’m not going to complain. You two could go at it like rabbits in front of me and I wouldn’t mind at all.”

Chanyeol gasps for air and Kyungsoo shrieks embarrassedly, looking around in fear of people listening.

“Don’t talk like that!”

“Why are you two being so weird? I’m sure you have imagined touching your Min- I mean, Baekhyun guy, right? And you want your Jongin hyung to touch you, right?”

The tallest boy looks like he is about to explode and Kyungsoo buries his face into his scarf.

“Uh, well,” Chanyeol starts and Sehun perks up in excitement.

“Yeah?” He urges him to continue.

Chanyeol seems like he is constipated before muttering, “Baekhyun is so cute that I sometimes couldn’t hold back myself and want to hide him from the world.”

Kyungsoo watches his friend in awe, giggling giddily while Sehun smiles amusedly.

“I know it. So when are you going to do the deed? You have gone to dates and it’s not like he is going to wait any longer. Make him your boyfriend soon, Chan.”

Chanyeol chews his bottom lip. “Should I?”

“Yes, you should!” Kyungsoo supports with a wide smile. He hasn’t met this Baekhyun guy more than twice but he is sure he will be the perfect candidate to make his best friend happy.

It seems to make Chanyeol surer and then he smiles, blushing slightly.

“Alright. I will ask him to be my boyfriend after this.”

Kyungsoo high-fives Sehun and they both grin.

“What about you, Soo?” Sehun starts again, sipping onto his latte.

“What about me?”

“How far have you gone with your boyfriend?”

Kyungsoo blushes and fiddles with his fingers. Oh, that question. He has been feeling so weird nowadays around Jongin hyung. Maybe because the last time they get too close with each other and it spurs something in Kyungsoo, but he wants them to go further. Jongin hyung tends to mark him nowadays and he acts so possessive, even at a toddler watching Kyungsoo in the mart.

“I, uh… we are going slow…”

The two tall boys stare at him as if they couldn’t believe him and Kyungsoo whimpers into this scarf, clutching onto it.

“We, we don’t, haven’t gone too far, well, um, beca—”

“Shit. Is that a hickey, Soo?” Sehun exclaims, grabbing him by the collar of his sweater and forcefully drags his scarf down. Chanyeol becomes alert and he helps Sehun in revealing the short boy’s skin, much to Kyungsoo’s protest and the three of them end up struggling.

Kyungsoo loses, of course.

“Oh, wow.” Chanyeol breathes out, eyes wide in surprise.

Sehun whistles. “Never thought your boyfriend to be the biting style.”

The shortest boy feels his face burn in embarrassment, whining at them. How should he face his best friends now that they are seeing the kiss marks on his collarbones?

“Do you have more down there?” Sehun asks, pointing to his chest. Kyungsoo shrieks, hugging himself.

“No!”

“How far have you two—”

“J-Just this far… Jongin hyung stops everytime he leaves these, um, marks.”

Chanyeol furrows his eyebrows. “I think he is showing his territory.”

Sehun hums in agreement. “No wonder. He is so possessive. But I wonder how long he could hold back. Just look at you, Soo. Too adorable~” He coos, pinching the blushing boy’s cheeks. Kyungsoo grunts under his breath, swatting his hand away.

Chanyeol snorts, laughing at that.

“Don’t laugh!” Kyungsoo whines at him, before continuing, “You would be doing this to Baekhyun soon!”

At that, Chanyeol chokes on his saliva and it’s Sehun’s turn to laugh.



***



“Hey, baby,” Jongin hyung greets him as soon as he enters his apartment, pecking his lips softly. Kyungsoo smiles at him, hugging his waist before dragging him to the kitchen.

“I just cooked!” He grins. Jongin hyung hums in delight, putting down his coat and things onto the kitchen counter before sitting down on the stool.

“I’m hungry. I’m sure this is going to be so delicious.”

Kyungsoo smiles at him, eyes forming crescents and lips show heart. Jongin gulps and clears his throat.

They have dinner together, chatting over things and Jongin complains about his shoulder being in ache because he has to deal with the contracts for hours. Kyungsoo offers him a back massage.

Jongin settles down on the bed after washing up, burying his face into the sheet and sniffing Kyungsoo’s scent deeply. The younger boy pads around the bedroom, turning the bedside lamps before climbing onto his older boyfriend’s thighs and sits on them.

“How would you like the massage, Sir?” He plays his part. Jongin smiles into the sheet, eyes closed.

“Anyway that is comfortable and relieving, Mr. Massager.”

Kyungsoo giggles, pouring the oil into his palms before massaging his boyfriend’s tired muscles. Jongin groans as Kyungsoo works in opening his knots, sighing in content.

“Is it hard, hyung, working in the office?”

“Of course. Moreover being the CEO. I have to feed million mouths.” He mutters, eyes slowly closing as the dim room starts to make him sleepy.

Kyungsoo hums. “My classes start in two days, by the way, hyung.”

“Are you ready? Nervous?”

The younger boy takes a shaky breath. “Kinda. But I have Chan and Hun, and also Chan’s boyfriend so I’m not really nervous.”

“He has a boyfriend?”

Kyungsoo grins at the mention of that.

“Yes! He is so cute, hyung! They are the perfect pair!” He says dreamily as he continues massaging the other’s back. Jongin chuckles.

“It’s good that he has a boyfriend, he won’t be pining after you anymore. You are still the cutest to me, by the way.”

“Hyung! I’m starting my university life in two days! You can’t be calling me cute anymore.” He juts his bottom lip out, pouting.

Jongin motions him to stop the massage and Kyungsoo climbs down from him, sitting down onto the bed. The CEO groans, stretching himself and Kyungsoo unconsciously locks his gaze on the tan skin on his chest.

“I feel better. Thank you.”

Kyungsoo smiles back at him, eyes scrunching up cutely. “You’re welcome!”



Jongin parts his mouth to talk but the word’s stuck in his throat as he sees his little boyfriend is being so cute right now. The room is dim and the bedside lamps are barely shining but Kyungsoo shines.

It’s so sudden and Kyungsoo finds himself yelping when Jongin holds the back of his neck and stares into his eyes seriously.

“H-Hyung?”

“You are so cute. Fuck. I can’t hold back anymore.”

Kyungsoo mewls as Jongin crashes his lips upon his without any warning. He closes his eyes, savoring Jongin hyung’s sweet lips before he is being pushed down onto the bed.

It has happened a few times; Jongin hyung hovering on top of him like this. Their position always seems so compromising and Kyungsoo couldn’t deny that deep inside him, he wants Jongin hyung to do more.

Their lips keep locking and moving against each other. Kyungsoo shifts around the bed, trying to find a comfortable position because the oil bottle is half digging into his waist, but Jongin hyung doesn’t let him go and instead, shoves his tongue down his throat.

He mewls in delight; he loves it when Jongin hyung kisses him deeply like this. It feels like he is no longer seen as a child.



Jongin hyung pants as he pulls back, watching the glistening saliva shines on his little boyfriend’s bottom lip. Fuck, he is blown away. His boyfriend is so cute.

Kyungsoo waits for the next move. He would be crying if Jongin hyung decided to stop here.

“Hyung,”

The older male buries his face into Kyungsoo’s neck, sniffing him deeply as he tries to calm himself. Fuck it, he couldn’t be thinking so dirty about his little boyfriend. Kyungsoo is still not ready, damn it.

Speaking of Kyungsoo, he wants to cry because Jongin hyung seems to be stopping here again. Everytime they get into the mood, he would stop.

Shifting around on the bed, he parts his legs and traps his boyfriend in between them, not wanting to let him away.

“Hyung,” he whines.

Jongin freezes as he feels Kyungsoo’s cute little tent against his leg and the position he is in. He is so screwed.

“Soo, stop… provoking me.” He whispers.

Kyungsoo grunts, “Hyung, don’t stop.”

He shifts again, locking his ankles behind his back, and suddenly lets out a whimper as Jongin hyung’s hard abs brush over the little tent in his pajama short.

“Kyungsoo, stop it,” Jongin hyung grits his teeth, holding himself up with his palms on each side beside the younger boy’s head. Kyungsoo shakes his head, whining like a kid (it’s okay to act like a kid once or twice, right).

“Hyung, please don’t stop,” he begs shamelessly, trying to rut his hips up to feel that foreign taste again. Jongin grunts, falling onto his elbows because Kyungsoo wouldn’t stop doing this.

“Soo- fuck,” the older male chokes, as he stares at Kyungsoo’s face so up close and he then realizes that he has his little boyfriend underneath him, and he can do just anything to him.



It takes Kyungsoo a second to realize that he has closed his eyes and when he opens them again, Jongin hyung is currently staring at him with that handsome serious face of his. He reaches his hand up, cupping the older male’s cheek gently.

“Hyung, I –”

“Are you… sure?” He cuts him, nudging his nose with his own. He could see Kyungsoo gulping down before nodding to his question.

“Let’s try something new. Just a bit, hyung, I want to –”

“Gosh, Soo.” Jongin mutters before locking their lips together. Kyungsoo mewls from the sudden kiss, arching his back off of the bed.

Jongin backs away; watching Kyungsoo’s reaction as he carefully slips a hand under his loose pajama shirt. The younger boy whimpers but not stopping him and Jongin takes that as a cue to continue.

He runs his finger tips along the smooth skin and watches him shuddering under his touch. Kyungsoo wriggles, muttering a barely audible ‘t-take it off’ but Jongin hears it and he nods firmly.

Throwing Kyungsoo’s shirt away, he gapes in awe at the display of such white skin and he wonders how his little boyfriend is capable to appear more angelic than he usually has.

Kyungsoo feels self conscious as Jongin hyung is staring at him like that and he slowly curls into a ball, trying to hide himself.

“Uh…” He whimpers, face burning in embarrassment.

Jongin hyung grunts, prying those lithe arms away and presses kisses along the skin. Kyungsoo yelps when there’s a kiss over his palm, and Jongin hyung is kissing up his forearm, before pressing his face against his bare shoulder.

“Hyung?”

It’s weird; the way Kyungsoo calls him is such a turn on. His voice is soft and a bit hoarse but Jongin just couldn’t help himself. He wants to hear that voice calling him again and again as he does more things to him.

“Tell me if this is going too fast,” he whispers against the skin on Kyungsoo’s neck, pecking it before sucking on one random spot. He could hear a surprised gasp leaving those heart-shaped lips and Jongin can’t help himself without scattering more bites along the skin.

Kyungsoo mewls softly, lifting his arms up to lace his fingers at the back of Jongin hyung’s neck. He wiggles, the sensation is foreign but it’s not like he wants to run away from it. Jongin hyung could make him feels so much things at the same time.

There are soft lips running along the curve of his neck, slowly dragging their selves down to his chest. Kyungsoo breathes heavily, anticipating the next and he clearly can’t hide his excitement. How long has he been imagining things like this?

Jongin hyung uses his tongue. It’s enough to make Kyungsoo gasps. He tries to watch the way Jongin hyung circles his pink nipple with his tongue, poking the hardened nub with the tip of his muscle before enveloping it with his lips. It’s freaking turning him on! He wants more, gosh, he wants more.

Kyungsoo pants through his mouth, eyes rolling to the back of his skull while Jongin hyung sucks onto his nipple like a baby drinking milk for a mother. This feeling is so new to him; Kyungsoo tightens his laced fingers on the back of Jongin hyung’s neck, unconsciously pressing him down for more.

Jongin draws back, moving towards the other nipple as he deems that the previous one is abused enough. From the way Kyungsoo is moaning, he does a good job. He just can’t believe that he is finally doing this to his little innocent boyfriend.

His teeth graze over the nub and it pulls one loud moan from the boy underneath him. He backs away to look at him and damn it, Kyungsoo’s face shows how much he enjoys this little foreplay.

With a grin, Jongin continues his ministration down, peppering butterfly kisses along his chest down to his belly, before nuzzling into the soft skin. He can feel Kyungsoo’s chest moving up and down in a quick manner and Jongin wonders if he could continue this.

“Do you want to go further?” He speaks suddenly, surprising himself with his own hoarse voice.

Kyungsoo opens his teary eyes and looks up at him, nodding his head softly after a few seconds. Jongin kisses his forehead, “Tell me when you want to stop.”

After getting a nod from the younger boy, Jongin shakily grabs the hem of the boy’s pajama short and slowly pulls it down. He keeps staring at Kyungsoo’s face to search for him reaction. The boy closes his eyes tightly as his face burns in red, and when his short and underwear have left his body, he unconsciously curls into himself.

“Hey, don’t be shy,” Jongin couldn’t help but chuckles at his cute reaction. The young boy whines in embarrassment, biting down on his bottom lip.

Kyungsoo has never gotten completely naked in front of someone else rather than his parents (when he was still little) or Minseok hyung (when they still had a bath together, also when he was a little). Being naked in front (under, actually) his Adonis-like boyfriend is embarrassing, because, I mean, just look at Jongin hyung’s body! The abs are great and his tan skin is so sexy! He just can’t help but feels insecure.

So when Jongin hyung grabs onto his knees and spreads them apart, Kyungsoo gasps in surprise.

Jongin chuckles, his little boyfriend is so fucking cute. He could just eat him up.

He could see the little cock hanging in between the boy’s plush thighs, oozing precum at the tip. He wants nothing but to lap at them.

And so he does.



Kyungsoo cries out when there’s a hand on his penis, stroking him up and down before a greater warmth envelopes his dick. W-W-What? His penis is inside Jongin hyung’s m-m-mouth!!

“H-Hyung!!!” He gasps, trashing around because he feels this uncontrollable pleasure hitting his every sense without mercy.

Jongin smiles, sucking onto his cock diligently. He wants to give Kyungsoo the pleasure he deserves and by the way he reacts, it’s good.

“…hyung, nggh, ah, haa, h-hyung, j-jongin hyungggg, ngh,” Kyungsoo mewls, biting down onto his fist because his mouth makes weird noises and it’s embarrassing. He sounds so desperate!

It takes him too quick and then he releases the tension in Jongin hyung’s mouth. Panting while crying against the bed, Kyungsoo tries to open his eyes and he finds his older boyfriend licking his lips as if he had just an ice cream.

“Delicious.”

Kyungsoo whines loudly, he can’t believe that his boyfriend has swallowed his come down his throat.

Jongin laughs at him.

“Did you like it?”

The younger boy pouts but nods nonetheless, because it does feel so freaking amazing. It’s weird but he wants more.

“Hyung, it’s unfair,” Kyungsoo grumbles into the bed, burying half of his face against the fluff. Jongin hyung towers over his, tilting his head questioningly.

“What is it?”

“You still have your… pants and I’m like this,” he whispers softly. He wants to see his older boyfriend as well!

Jongin pulls at the string of the pajama pants he wears, dragging it down to his knees. Kyungsoo peeks from between his hands and he almost moans at the sight of the big tent in Jongin hyung’s boxers.

“Should I take this off, too?” Jongin teases, playfully asking while pointing to his boxers. Kyungsoo surprisingly nods at it and Jongin gulps nervously before pulling his boxers down and gets naked as well.

He grunts when their naked skin brushes. Kyungsoo accommodates him in between his legs again and Jongin is not sure he could hold back.

“Kyungsoo, look at me.” He cups his red cheeks and pecks his lips. The young boy hums questioningly.

“What do you want next?”

“I, I don’t know. Something new, like, um, I just want m-more,” he mutters.

Jongin takes a sharp intake of breath before getting onto a comfortable position on his knees, still towering over him. Maybe he could do some more things to his little boyfriend without going full course. He should let Kyungsoo adjusts first before sticking his dick in him.

His eyes catch the sight of the oil bottle lying beside his little boyfriend and he grabs it. Yeah, this can do.

Pouring the oil into his palms, he half bends his boyfriend and reaches down to his bum.

“Stop me, okay?”

Kyungsoo blinks and nods, not really getting what he is going to do. But when he feels a finger traces along his anal, he gasps loudly.

“H-Hyung?!”

“It’s going to be hurt if you tensed, baby,”

A finger slips into him and both of them groan; one from the tightness and one from the weirdness.

“…hyung, it’s weird,” he chews on his bottom lip.

Jongin hums; gritting his teeth because his boyfriend is so warm inside and he couldn’t help but imagines how it will feel when it’s his cock instead of his fingers.

He lowers himself more, rubbing their cocks together and he moans. Fuck, this is so arousing.

Kyungsoo whimpers at that, it’s weird but feels a bit good. He doesn’t expect a second finger though and it takes him surprise, tensing a little and grabbing onto the older male’s broad shoulder.

“Okay?” Jongin asks him, earning a hesitant nod.

The older male moves his wrist, glad that the oil is making the movement slippery or else Kyungsoo could be in great pain. He peppers kisses along his face, pecking his gasping mouth.

The third finger makes the younger boy mewls in the mix of pain and something else. Jongin tries to fasten his hand while he rubs himself against Kyungsoo’s slowly hardening little cock. He is so hard now it fucking hurts.

Kyungsoo screams when Jongin hyung’s fingers poke something inside that makes him sees flashes of blinding white and he could feel himself trembles. It’s so good!

“Hyung, hyung, nggh! Ah, ah, it’s- oh!” He couldn’t help but to moan, as his hands try to find purchase on Jongin hyung’s back but fails since it’s slippery and he opts on digging his nails into the skin instead.

Jongin groans, finally, he thinks. He rubs his crotch against the boy’s underneath him while fastening his wrist, moving in and out.



The pair is moaning softly from the new found pleasure. There are tears running down Kyungsoo’s cheeks, he feels like exploding from the good feeling, while Jongin is still trying so hard from the urge to just push past the warm entrance and bury his dick there.

Kyungsoo comes with a scream, cum painting his chest while Jongin joins him in a few more seconds, with thick white liquid spurting out and mixes with the other’s.



Breathing heavily, Kyungsoo feels the fingers leave him and he could feel the slight burn on his bottom but he could care less. He wants to cuddle right now. They have just past another stage of intimacy and he feels so freaking happy.

“Hyung, cuddle,” he whines softly, closing his eyes. He could hear chuckle before Jongin hyung mutters a quick ‘wait a sec’ and then the bed feels light when he gets up.

He starts dozing off when he feels towel wiping his belly. Kyungsoo is too comfortable to open his eyes and he keeps them close, only humming softly.

Jongin hyung puts back his underwear before the blanket is thrown over him and Kyungsoo gets his cuddly boyfriend back.









Jongin grunts when he hears the doorbell rings. His little boyfriend is awake and shifting around in the bed. With a sigh, Jongin grabs his pajama pants and pulls it up, not putting anything else before dragging himself out with a yawn.

There stood two boys in front of the door with surprised faces and Jongin couldn’t even comprehend who they are.

His little boyfriend pads around before showing up with a large shirt hanging on his shoulder, showing too much skin (Jongin growls internally, that skin is his to see) and rubbing his eyes cutely, while asking, “Hyung, do you see my pants…?”



“Oh wow.” Sehun whistles while Chanyeol fidgets on his feet.



Kyungsoo realizes the voice and when he finds his best friends are staring at him, he shrieks and runs to hide behind his Jongin hyung.

“Uh. M-Morning?”