Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 16 [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 16



Kyungsoo tightens his hold around Jongin hyung’s waist, burying his face into the other’s bare back as he tries to hide from his two best friends. He can’t believe they see him in this condition!

“Soo, hey,” Jongin hyung pokes his arm and he shakes his head against the back.

He hears Jongin hyung sighs in amusement before letting the two young boys enter the apartment, telling them to sit down while he heads towards the kitchen with his little boyfriend still clinging onto him and waddling like a penguin.

“Come on. Your friends are here.” He coos at him.

After a minute of refusing, Jongin hyung finally pries those lithe arms off his bare torso and smiles amusedly at him.

“Why are you acting like this?”

“It’s embarrassing for them to see me like this…” He pouts, face flushed red and fingers fidgety.

“Why is it embarrassing?” Jongin hyung cups his cheeks and pecks his forehead. Kyungsoo grumbles under his breath, pressing his face against the bare chest.

“We just… talked about things like this yesterday…”

Jongin hyung chuckles.

“You boys talked about naughty things?”

“S-S-Sehun started it!” He stomps his foot.

Laughing softly, Jongin hyung leans back and frees himself from the clingy boyfriend.

“You have to face them anytime soon. Go change into something and entertain them.” He winks, pushing the younger boy back into the bedroom before he walks back to the kitchen to start his coffee.







“Do you think they did it?” Sehun whispers, nudging Chanyeol on his arm. His tall friend is still blushing by now and he rolls his eyes.

“Stop imagining Baekhyun or you will pop a boner.”

Chanyeol chokes on his saliva.

“I-I’m not!!”

“Yeah, and pigs can fly.” Sehun retorts, face straight and blank.

Chanyeol sighs and throws his hands in the air, giving up. Sehun grins.

“I know it! Anyway, did you see that Soo doesn’t wear any pants? And he is wearing that big shirt which I’m sure doesn’t belong to him? What do you think they did last night?”

“Hun, why are you being so pervert?” Chanyeol groans into his palms.

Sehun throws him a dirty look.

“I’m sorry but I’m not the one imagining a naked boyfriend in his bed and ice cream on his skin.”

“T-T-That was just a onetime thing!!! And it was a d-d-dream!!!”

“Whatever, Chan. You and I know you imagine it sometimes.”

Chanyeol pouts at him, yet Sehun doesn’t mind it and keeps on asking his comments about whether their short best friend has done the deed with his older boyfriend or not.

“I think they did something.” Sehun hums, a knowing smirk on his lips.

It makes Chanyeol groans because imagining your best friend being intimate with his boyfriend is not something you would want in your brain.

“You can’t be so sure, Oh Sehun!”

“Hey, I’m sure about that. In case you have not noticed—I’m sure you don’t but whatever—I can see nails marks on that Jongin hyung’s back! Oho, I can’t guess that Soo is a kinky little one!”

He ignores the groan from Chanyeol.

“Let’s see if Soo did limp…”

“Oh Sehun!” Chanyeol grunts into his hands. Again.







Kyungsoo walks back into the living room, pouting still and now already clad in his favorite sweater and a pair of dark blue jeans.

He whines at the stare his two best friends give him and wonders what it is in their mind.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asks, stomping his foot down before slowly sitting down on the couch.

His best friends keep on staring at him.

“We need to talk later.” Sehun winks.

Kyungsoo grunts under his breath, cheeks heating up and puffed in annoyance. He is about to retort when Jongin hyung’s voice comes closer and gets louder on each step he takes.



“Yes. How about the construction? Have you gone to the site?” He mutters into his phone with his business tone and Kyungsoo mewls happily at how attractive his boyfriend is. Minseok hyung has never sounded this cool (oops, don’t tell him that).

“No, I’ll be going with you then. Schedule a journey tomorrow. Get the papers ready in ten minutes.” He keeps talking, unaware of the stare from three young boys as he tries to button his shirt up with one hand.

Kyungsoo silently makes his way towards him and helps him with his buttons, getting a quick smile from Jongin hyung.

His friends keep on staring at him.

“Make an appointment with the Lee. We need to make it quick before we lose the deal. Alright, I will be there in ten minutes.”

He hangs up the call and gathers his boyfriend in his arms, kissing his lips softly.

“I should be going now, baby. I’m sorry I can’t have breakfast with you but you can use the card in the drawer, just buy anything that you want.”

Kyungsoo nods with a smile. “Don’t worry about me, hyung. You should get something to eat on your way and don’t ever skip lunch! I will check on you!”

Jongin hyung laughs and rubs their nose together.

“Okay. I promise. I have to go now.”

“Be careful, hyung. I love you!” He mutters, pecking his cheek while standing on his tip toes.

“Love you, too. Have fun with your friends. Call me if you needed something.”

Jongin hyung nods at the two boys in the living room before making his way towards the door. Kyungsoo helps him wears his coat before waving bye to him and watches him disappears into the elevator.

Kyungsoo sighs with a smile. He can’t help but to fall in love even more with his boyfriend.



“Wow.” Sehun speaks from behind and Kyungsoo jolts up in surprise, seeming to forget their presence in the span of five minutes.

“You surprise me!” He whines, closing the door and making his way to the living room.

His two friends follow him around and they sit silently in the living room.

“You act like his wife.” Sehun starts after a while, staring at his reaction. Kyungsoo blushes and fiddles with the long sleeves of his sweater, suddenly not feeling of wanting to expose his fingers and instead pulling his sleeves down to cover them.

“I-I’m a boy and I should be his husband, not his wife!” He hisses, but the smile on his face says otherwise.

Sehun pays no attention to his reply because his eyes have locked onto the obvious bite marks on his friend’s neck. He grins.

“You are no longer virgin?” He questions bluntly, making Kyungsoo yelps in surprise and Chanyeol looks like he needs help with breathing.

“W-W-What are you talking a-about?”

“You have marks all over your neck.”

Kyungsoo lifts his arms and quickly covers his neck, glancing away from Sehun’s gaze.

“How does it feel like? Having sex?” Sehun leans closer, seeming excited.

His shorter friend is blushing red by now and shaking his head.

“W-We did not!”

“But you limp while you walk. And you hiss when you sit.”

Kyungsoo whimpers in embarrassment.

“Since when are you being so observant?”

“Since I know you are heading towards maturity too quick.” He replies.

Chanyeol breaks their banter with a breathy, “Can I have a glass of water, please?” and face red as if he had ran a marathon.

Kyungsoo nods, skipping towards the kitchen to avoid any other question, but Sehun follows him around like a good pet.

“Come on, Soo. You can tell us.”

“We did not have sex!” He deadpans, pushing the water into Chanyeol’s hand.

Sehun gives him an unamused look.

“So?”

Kyungsoo stops, trying to find a way out of this conversation but he could never win over Sehun. With a loud whine and a sigh, he gives up.

“We didn’t do it… but we might have done something close to it…” He blushes, suddenly feeling so bare with two pairs of eyes locked onto him. He runs towards the freezer and opens it, sticking his head in to cool down.

“What did you two do?” Chanyeol questions and Kyungsoo grips onto the frozen ice cream tub inside the freezer, trying to calm himself. Why does Chanyeol being so nosey too?

“We… This is so embarrassing! Can’t we talk about anything else?” He glares at the two, grabbing the package of sausages and a couple of eggs before making his way to the stove.

“We need to know!” Both of them say in unison.

Kyungsoo backs away in fear because his friends are being so excited about his sex life. He glances around.

“It was… i-it was, um, so g-good. I mean, it was so embarrassing! And awkward for me!” He wails, suddenly remembering his moaning state last night.

“Why? What did he do?”

“He… Jongin hyung had my, my, um, my penis in his mouth! That was so embarrassing!” He whisper-screams, cracking the eggs into the pan.

“Wow…” Both of them whisper.

“Yeah, wow! And I was so unprofessional! I was moaning so loud and did you know I beg him? God, it was so, ugh, am I being so slutty?”

“What else? You can’t be limping just because he gave you a blowjob, right?” Sehun ignores him.

“He had… his fingers inside of me. It was so, so, so unbelievably amazing!” He starts to blabber, forgetting his previous embarrassment while scrambling the eggs in the pan.

Both his friends have sat down on the kitchen counter, grinning (and blushing for Chanyeol) while listening to their friend’s sex escapades. They are happy though because Kyungsoo has been so in love with his boyfriend and now the two could step further and being intimate.

“Gosh, Jongin hyung is so big, like… he is twice my size! Damn it, is it going to fit in me? Ugh, I can’t imagine it!”

He places his plate down on the kitchen counter and grabs three spoons, before they dig in the quick breakfast. They always share their food so it’s kind of normal to eat without being told to.

“Anyway,” Kyungsoo finally remembers, gulping down the food in his mouth, “why are you two here?”

Chanyeol flicks his fingers as if he had just remembered it as well.

“That’s it! We are starting classes tomorrow! I’m curious about the class schedule.” Chanyeol speaks against his spoon.

Kyungsoo hums, pushing the bigger piece of sausage towards Sehun.

“Can we go see the schedule today? They said it will be up a day before class starts, right?”

“Yeah. Want to go see it?” Sehun offers, picking the kimchi from the small container box.

“Sure. Anyway, Chan.” Kyungsoo draws his attention back to Chanyeol who is cutting the sausages into small pieces.

“Mmh?”

“Is Baekhyun your boyfriend yet?” He asks, grinning.

Chanyeol chokes on his scrambled eggs, coughing quickly. Sehun rolls his eyes.

“Y-Yeah.” He seems flustered, biting down on his bottom lip to stop himself from smiling.

Kyungsoo squeals, making a self-congratulatory dance on his seat.

“He almost cried.” Chanyeol says with a chuckle, before continuing, “When I met him in the park, I directly asked him to be my boyfriend and he got silent that I was panicking. But then he sniffed and rubbed his eyes with his fists, he was so cute, and told me that he wondered when I would ask him to be my boyfriend.”

“Awww…” Kyungsoo grips onto his spoon while cooing at the story. Sehun chuckles, feeling happy for his friend.

“And he kissed me when I took him back to his dorm room. He told me to have a good night sleep before he hugged me tight, whispering ‘Good night, Channie’. I couldn’t sleep well last night.” Chanyeol whispers, having a dreamy stare in his eyes.

Kyungsoo smiles, taking the now empty plate into the sink and makes a mental note to wash it later.

“Come on! I want to meet that boyfriend of yours, Chan!”

Chanyeol seems to be excited at the mention of meeting his boyfriend and he stands up almost immediately, if not for Sehun pushing him away from knocking his head against the low hanging lamp just above the kitchen counter.











They see their schedule and Kyungsoo pouts because he has three different classes with his friends. Chanyeol has two same classes with his boyfriend which makes him completely happy and Sehun is… just being Sehun.

“What should I do without you two? I wouldn’t be able to talk to anybody!” Kyungsoo stomps his foot.

Chanyeol pats his head. “At least one of them has Baekhyun in it. You can talk to him.”

“What about the other two? I don’t know anyone!”

“Then find new friends, Soo. I’m sure people wouldn’t reject a cute guy like you to be their friend.” Sehun teases him. Kyungsoo pouts, crossing his arms.



Chanyeol takes him to their dorm and Kyungsoo glances around in awe at the medium sized room his two best friends are staying in.

“This is so cool! Where’s Baekhyun’s room? I want to meet him!”

Sehun snickers when Chanyeol easily takes them over to four rooms away from theirs. He knocks onto the door, seeming to adjust his clothes and Kyungsoo giggles behind his palm.

“Yes?”

“Baek!” Chanyeol’s eyes twinkle at the sight of his boyfriend.

The boy grins at him, eyes squeezed at the corner and greets him.

“Hello, Sehun and Kyungsoo! Would you like to come in?” He greets them, stepping aside to let them enter.

“Where’s your roommate, Baek?” Chanyeol asks, looking around.

“He is out with his girlfriend and I have the room all for myself until night!” He laughs and Chanyeol can’t seem to hold back because he steps closer to him and kisses his smiling lips softly.

Kyungsoo squeals at the sight while Sehun fakes a barf at the public display attention.

“S-Sorry.” Chanyeol steps back, rubbing awkwardly at his neck. His boyfriend blushes at the sudden kiss and he fidgets on his feet.

“I-It’s fine.”

“Naww, don’t be awkward, you two!” Kyungsoo giggles, pulling them to sit down side by side while he looks around.

They end up chatting for a few hours before Kyungsoo manages to seal another friendship with the boy and he gets back to the apartment in happiness, waving by towards his two best friends and one new friend who insist on accompanying him home.











Kyungsoo sits on his bed at night, laptop on and he is browsing on something when Sehun’s chat pops up at the side of his desktop.

See this.

And he gives him a link to a video. Feeling curious, Kyungsoo loads the video before he shrieks in surprise, face red and eyes closed tight.

“OH SEHUN!” He screams into the phone after quickly closing the video and dialing his friend’s number, hearing the satisfied laugh from the other line.

“Do you like it, Soo?” He laughs again.

Kyungsoo pouts, still feeling embarrassed.

“How dare you?”

“Why? It’s in our nature to watch it! You should watch it till the end, it’s entertaining!” Sehun mutters amusedly.

“But it’s porn!” Kyungsoo whispers into the phone, fearing of someone hearing him while he could just scream to his heart content in the empty apartment.

“Why not? You keep saying you are not a kid. You should try watching porn sometimes. To help you with lessons before having your Jongin hyung’s penis up into your ass!”

Kyungsoo hangs up the call and buries it under the pillow.



Well.

He is kind of curious about porn.

No one’s here, so he could watch a bit, right?



With a new found brave, Kyungsoo reload the previous link and lowers the volume.



It’s… hot.



Kyungsoo watches the males in the video, fisting their erection while locking lips. They even do the same thing Jongin hyung did to him yesterday; about penis and mouth. And then he watches them grunting, one male pushing his erection inside the other male and they both fuck fast and hard.

He whimpers, feeling his own penis slowly curving up and that he is sweating by now. His nipples get hard and get rubbed against the big loose pajama top he is wearing.

“What should I do?” He mutters, seeing the tent in his short pajama pants.

What else? Relieve himself, of course.

He closes down the lid of his laptop, putting it onto the bedside table before panicking a little. He should be calm because no one would be seeing him doing this; Jongin hyung is staying at his own house tonight because of his works.

He has the apartment all for himself.

Touching himself won’t hurt, right?



Kyungsoo slips his hand into his pants, teeth digging into his lip as he touches his penis. He imagines himself and Jongin hyung as the characters in the video just now and he whimpers when his erection does a twitch.

He bucks his hips into his fist, mewling softly because the image of Jongin hyung’s mouth around his cock comes into his mind.

“Hyung,” he whispers, dragging his pants down his ankles with his other hand.

His pajama top starts to get damp from all his sweat and he considers of taking it off, but he is still too shy.

He still can’t believe he is doing this.







His phone rings and Kyungsoo jolts in surprise, heart beating so fast and brain panicking.

Should he answer or just pretend to be asleep? But it’s coming from—

Jongin hyung!



Kyungsoo takes a deep breath before grabbing the pillow to cover his bare crotch, feeling uncomfortable at the friction.

“H-Hello?” His voice cracks in the end.

“Soo?” Jongin hyung mutters into the phone. Kyungsoo bites his lip because Jongin hyung sounds so tired but his voice is so sexy.

“H-Hi, hyung.”

“You okay? You sound breathless. What are you doing?”

“I-I, uh, I, I’m not d-doing anything!!” He quickly says.

“Soo.” Jongin hyung says, voice low as he demands for an answer.

“I-I’m not doin –”

“Do Kyungsoo. What. Are. You. Doing.” He hisses into the phone and Kyungsoo should be scared but instead, he does the thing he fears the most.

He moans.



“…soo? Where are you right now?” He sounds panicked.

“H-Home,”

“What are you doing just now?”



Ah, screw with it!



Kyungsoo whimpers into the phone.

“H-Hyung, nggh,”

“K-Kyungsoo?! What are you doing?” Jongin hyung mutters questioningly. There’s sound of shifting coming from him.

“I-I was… watching p-porn from Sehun, ahh,” Kyungsoo whispers, admitting it in embarrassment as he feels his erection twitches again.

He hears silent as Jongin hyung says nothing.



“H-Hyung?”

“Are you touching yourself right now?” He questions, voice low and heavy. Kyungsoo nods, whimpering into the phone.

“Put the call on loudspeaker, Soo. Get naked.” He commands.

“B-But, hyung –”

“I’m naked, too. And I’m imagining you.” Jongin hyung says, followed by a groan.

Kyungsoo shudders, obeying to the order of throwing his shirt away and putting the phone on the loudspeaker in front of him.

“Are you hard, Kyungsoo? You want to come? Tell me what do you want, baby.”



“I-I want to come, hyung. I want your hand to touch m-me,” he hiccups, feeling so dirty to even think that way.

Jongin hyung breathes heavily and Kyungsoo grips onto his penis, rubbing his palms up and down.

“Hyung, hyung, oh, Jongin hyung, mmhm,”

“Touch yourself for hyung. Play with your balls. Rub your cock. That’s right.”

He obeys to every order and whimpers loudly.

“Touch your nipple, too. Imagine it as my hand.” Jongin hyung tells him, breathe ragged from the other line.

“Hyung, ah, ah, nggh, so close, ahnnn!” He yelps when he pinches his own nipple.

“Be a good boy and come for hyung, baby,”

“Yes, yes, oooohhh!” He trembles, fastening his wrist as he runs his thumb over his sensitive slit, moaning into his shoulder.

He comes spurting into his palm; wrist sore and nipples red from all the pinching. Panting harshly, he hears the distant sound of something spurting from the other line, followed by a low groan.



Jongin hyung says nothing to him as they both calm down from their orgasm. Kyungsoo grabs the tissues as he wipes his palm, wincing at the sticky liquid, eww.

“You naughty boy.”

Kyungsoo stops wiping his tummy when Jongin hyung speaks. He whimpers in embarrassment as realization hits him. They just did a quick phone sex.

“Uhh,”

“I can’t wait until I get my hands on you, baby,” Jongin hyung whispers sultrily, making him blushes in red.

“T-Too bad that,” he tries to act tough, “that you won’t be seeing me for a week!”

Jongin hyung sighs.

“Yeah, too bad. I’m sorry that I can’t support you on your first class and that I can’t –”

“No, hyung, it’s okay. Your work is more important.” He whispers while settling on top of the pillows, not caring that he is still naked.

“Nothing is more important than you, Kyungsoo.”

The sentence makes the younger boy squeals internally and he can feel his heart beats so fast that it hurts.

“I love you, hyung.” He mutters, smiling to himself.

“I love you, too. Go to sleep, you sound sleepy.”

“Alright. You also need sleep, hyung. You have morning flight tomorrow.” He whispers, eyes slowly closing.

“Sure. I’ll see you in a week. Be good, okay? Call me if anything happened, or at least call Minseok.”

“Okay. Good night, Jongin hyung.”

“Night, baby.”

Kyungsoo yawns, pulling the covers on top of him, ignoring the fact that he is still naked.


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