Beautiful Butterfly Chap. 24 *

[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 24



Jongin clutches onto Kyungsoo tightly, afraid that if he as much as loosens his hold on him, he will disappear. He grips onto the younger boy’s waist to keep him close to him. Kyungsoo leans back from the kiss, wiping his tears away.

He lifts a hand to touch his cheek. “Is it hurt?”

“No.” Jongin answers, shaking his head. Kyungsoo is staring at him with his eyes full of sorrow and the boy leans to press his lips against the reddening skin of his cheek. Jongin closes his eyes to feel his warmth.

“I’m sorry, it must be hurting so bad.” Kyungsoo caresses his face. Jongin shakes his head again.

“I’m sorry, Soo. I’m really sorry. I’m a real idiot.”

“You are really an idiot.” Kyungsoo agrees almost immediately, his hands circling around the older male’s neck to pull him for another kiss.

Jongin tilts his head almost immediately to deepen the kiss and Kyungsoo breathes into his mouth. Their lips nip and tease, Jongin ignores the slight pain from his split lips from the hits from before.

Kyungsoo lets out a soft moan when their teeth clash, his fingers gripping tightly onto the older male’s shirt. Jongin pulls the boy into his lap while their greedy hands start to touch each other, anywhere, everywhere. Kyungsoo pulls himself away from the kiss to take fresh air into his lungs, while Jongin continues to drag his lips along the curve of the younger boy’s neck.

“Hyung,” Kyungsoo breathes out, holding his hands onto each side of the male’s cheeks. Jongin waits for his next word yet Kyungsoo pulls him in for a rougher kiss that tells what he feels.

Kyungsoo drags his hands down, trailing to the male’s dress shirt and his fingers start to unbutton the fabric away. Jongin groans when lithe fingers touch his bare chest. He brings his own hands to the hem of the boy’s t-shirt and pulls it over his head.

He detaches his mouth from the kiss, choosing to trail open mouthed kisses along Kyungsoo’s frail shoulder, down to his chest. Kyungsoo himself is heaving breathlessly, his fingers slipping in between Jongin’s messy locks to pull at them. He arches his back when Jongin’s mouth covers on his nipple.

“H-Hyung –” He moans, listening to the sucking sound on his chest. Kyungsoo moves his hands down to the pants and quickly unbuckles the male’s belt, pulling them down to mid thighs.

Jongin slips his hands into the boy’s sweatpants and gropes onto the soft butt cheeks. Kyungsoo moans against his neck, jutting his ass into his palms and Jongin wastes no time to pull the fabric down.

His fingers rub against the warm entrance and Kyungsoo is moaning in front of his mouth. His eyes are lidded and his face is flushed. Jongin could just stare at him for the rest of his life, watching every expression he makes on his face, feeling his sweet breathe, and touching his warm skin.

Kyungsoo whimpers, clutching onto his shoulder when his dry fingers enter him. Jongin kisses the boy on his neck, mouthing on a spot to leave a mark. Kyungsoo moves down on his fingers, gasping softly and Jongin draws his hand away, only to plunge it back in.

Their mouths meet again, swollen lips crash harshly yet no one cares. Kyungsoo moans into his mouth, their tongues tangling while he moves his ass on his fingers.

“Hyung,” he calls again and Jongin pulls his fingers out. Kyungsoo climbs to straddle him and he reaches down to grab his cock. Jongin clutches onto the boy’s hips while Kyungsoo’s hands pump him slowly.

When Kyungsoo sits down, his cock breaches into him and the both of them moan.

Jongin watches the younger boy pants in his lap and he reaches to keep him still so he won’t feel anymore pain, but Kyungsoo grinds his hips down and he starts to bounce on him. Jongin chokes on his breathe; his fingers are splayed wide on Kyungsoo’s hips and ass cheeks to help in guiding him.

“Don’t ever doubt me again,” Kyungsoo says softly and bites his own lip while he moves to ride his cock.

The older male looks up into Kyungsoo’s eyes and he is met with a gaze that is telling him so many things at once.

“I love you, hyung. Only you. No one else.”

Jongin nods his head, leaning forward to plant kisses all over the younger boy’s skin. Kyungsoo grips onto his broad shoulder to balance himself while he moves to push the cock deeper up into him. Jongin bites down on his chest, leaving yet another red mark, before licking all over his nipple to stimulate him.

“I love you, I’m sorry.” The older male whispers against his skin, pecking the spot above his heart over and over again. Kyungsoo whimpers, feeling his legs giving up and getting tired.

Jongin pushes the boy down to lie on his back while he hovers on top of him. Kyungsoo stares into his eyes, slowly pulling Jongin to drown into him.

With one of the younger boy’s legs up on his shoulder, Jongin grips onto Kyungsoo’s thigh to spread him wider, then he drives in to thrust. Kyungsoo arches his back, his head tilted aside, and his eyes roll to the back of his skull. Jongin leans down to mark his neck with his teeth.

Kyungsoo’s bouncy whimpers and moans fill the whole bedroom and Jongin makes sure that the younger boy feels the pleasure he deserves the most. With his chest heaving, Jongin fastens his speed in thrusting, moving his hips forward and backward, while sometimes pressing kisses and leaving bites on the boy’s leg on top of his shoulder.

Kyungsoo screams, gripping onto the bed sheet and pillow and ruining the whole bed. His whole body trembles and he bucks his hips down to meet with the fast thrusts. His own cock bobs up and down from the movement and he reaches his hand down to pump it.

Jongin stares at the way the younger boy pleasures himself and he watches the beautiful sight of Kyungsoo’s face breaks into a sensual expression when he comes all over his hand and stomach. He grunts at the tightness clamping around his cock and he comes spurting into the younger boy.

With his heart thumping so hard and his breathing ragged, Jongin slumps down on the younger boy, making sure not to squish him. Kyungsoo opens his arms and envelops him in his embrace.

“I love you, hyung. I really do.” He whispers weakly. Jongin kisses his shoulder, “I know. I love you, too. I don’t want to lose you, Soo.”

Kyungsoo pulls his face to look at him. “I’ve wanted to ask. What happened with you?” He tenderly touches the bruises on his cheeks and jaws and lips.

Jongin grimaces when his lip splits wider. “I got a few beatings to get my mind back.”

Kyungsoo chews on his lip worriedly. “Did Minseok hyung do this to you?”

“Yes, but it’s good. He helped me realized my mistakes.” Jongin admits, leaning down to pry the bitten lip away. Kyungsoo opens his mouth as they kiss again.

“I hope you know that I’m not going to forgive you that easily, hyung.” Kyungsoo says against his lips, yet his hands keep caressing the older male’s nape.

Jongin nods. “I know.”

“You will have to work hard on that.”

“I know. I will do my best.”

“For the start, you sleep on the couch tonight.” Kyungsoo holds his smile back as Jongin hyung nods to his words. “Okay. Anything.”

Kyungsoo cups his face with his hands, “But for now, I want you to kiss me again and again.”

Jongin dips down to give in to his demand.











“I will have to thank Minseok hyung for this.” Kyungsoo says when they finally come out of the bedroom and sit down on the couch to treat the purple bruises and split wounds on Jongin’s face.

The older male says nothing and he keeps his eyes closed when Kyungsoo wipes the cotton on his wounds. Kyungsoo locks his gaze on his ‘trial’ boyfriend (because they agreed for Jongin to gain his way back before he can have Kyungsoo all for him again) and he smiles when Jongin is being too docile towards him.

“Say something, hyung?”

Jongin opens his eyes and stares at him. Kyungsoo puts down the used cotton and plasters some band aids to cover some of the wounds.

“What should I say? I don’t want to say something wrong again.”

Kyungsoo smiles in amusement, all resentment is gone so easily when he gazes into Jongin’s timid eyes. Gone the sexy adult, sitting down in front of him now is a shy and afraid normal male in his white t-shirt and sweatpants.

“Just say you love me?”

Jongin touches his cheek tenderly. “I love you. I really do. I’m sorry.”

Kyungsoo shrugs. “Enough with the apology. I’m sick with that word.” He says cheekily but Jongin’s look falters for a moment before he glances away.

The younger boy realizes that he might strike some nerves and he goes to cuddle the older male into his chest. Jongin automatically wraps his long arms around the tiny boy, shoving his face against his neck. Kyungsoo holds back a chuckle at the sight of the cuddly big bear and he pats the male on his head, relishing on the feeling of his fluffy hair which is free from the gel.

“It’s okay. One step at a time, hyung. You have already gained yourself one point from me.”

Jongin hums, smiling against his neck and Kyungsoo smiles too.











Night time comes and Kyungsoo lies awake in the bed, alone and feeling so bored. Stupid. He shouldn’t have told Jongin to sleep on the couch. He has been desperate for his warm embrace for so long but now he is so close yet so far.

Kyungsoo sits up, wrapping the blanket around him. He walks away from the bed, stumbling over the unopened suitcase and cursing at the pain on his big toe. He creeps out of the bedroom, his naked feet pad away towards the living room.

There he is; Jongin. He is sleeping on the couch, facing the back rest and giving his back to him. Kyungsoo grins and climbs onto the couch, hugging the male around his waist.

Jongin jolts in surprise, glancing back through his shoulder.

“Kyungsoo? What are you doing here?”

“It’s lonely there.” The boy whispers against his back, his voice comes out muffled.

Jongin loosens the boy’s hold around him and he turns around, before pulling Kyungsoo right into his embrace.

“So you decide to come and join me here in this small couch?” He asks, pressing his lips on top of Kyungsoo’s head.

Kyungsoo grins and cuddles closer to him. “Yes. It’s cold, hyung.”

“Scoot closer then.” Jongin says and Kyungsoo wastes no time in fitting himself against the curve of the older male’s body. Jongin grins and hugs the boy tightly against his chest. Kyungsoo giggles softly and wraps the blanket around them up to their heads.

Jongin stares at him as they cuddle under the blanket. Kyungsoo smiles up to him and the older male sighs softly.

“How come you are still so cute even with your eyes swollen?” He asks.

Kyungsoo snorts. “How come you are still so handsome even with you being a jerk and having your face busted?”

Jongin chuckles.

“Do I get another point by warming you up tonight?”

Kyungsoo reaches up to kiss his lips softly. Jongin closes his eyes even when Kyungsoo has already backed away.

“Yes, of course.” Kyungsoo says, thumbing the older male’s cheek.

Jongin smiles. “Sleep, sleep.”

Kyungsoo nods, whispering a soft ‘good night’ before snuggling right into the older male’s neck.











Tapping his fingers against the table, Kyungsoo looks around as he can’t find Baekhyun yet. The class is about to start in a few more minutes and Baekhyun is still nowhere to be found.

Right after the professor enters the classroom, Baekhyun follows right before him and slips onto the front seat. Kyungsoo deflates because he can’t talk to Baekhyun. During the whole class going, Kyungsoo locks his eyes on the boy and he is sure Baekhyun can feel him staring at him. The boy must be avoiding him.

The class ends and Kyungsoo rushes to pack his things to catch up to Baekhyun. The boy is running away out of the classroom and Kyungsoo grabs his wrist before he could go any further.

“Baekhyun, please,” he says softly. Baekhyun glances at him with timid and sad eyes, making Kyungsoo’s heart clenches because it’s clear as the day that Baekhyun has bee going through countless rounds of crying, just like him.

“I-I need to go.” Baekhyun whispers softly, avoiding his eyes.

Kyungsoo squeezes his hand. “Please. I don’t know what you are thinking but Chanyeol is just being a good friend to me.”

Baekhyun flinches at the mention of Chanyeol’s name and Kyungsoo sends him a sad gaze.

“Please hear him out. He loves you.”

Baekhyun looks away and Kyungsoo can feel him trembles in his grip. The boy gently pulls his hand out of his grip.

“I have to g-go.”

Kyungsoo watches him runs away with a sigh.











“He is avoiding me, too.” Kyungsoo says as he meets up with both Chanyeol and Sehun.

The taller boy sighs sadly. “What can I do to make him listen to me?”

Sehun ponders over in his mind. “I do have a plan but we need to cooperate.”

Both Kyungsoo and Chanyeol look up to him, sending him a questioning stare. Sehun grins, “We need you to get hurt, Chan.”

Chanyeol gives Sehun a face full of fear.











That’s how Kyungsoo finds himself panting and panicking while he runs towards Baekhyun’s dorm room. He knocks onto the door urgently.

Baekhyun opens the door and Kyungsoo is on the verge of crying. He grabs onto Baekhyun’s hand and pants tiredly.

“Come with me! Chanyeol! He is –”

Baekhyun’s eyes widen in shock and fear and he runs with Kyungsoo without listening to his explanation. Kyungsoo’s terrified face is enough to tell him that something bad has happened to Chanyeol.

They arrive at Chanyeol and Sehun’s dorm room. Sehun is standing in front of it with a solemn face. He gives Baekhyun a sad smile while shaking his head. Baekhyun blinks his tears away before he enters the room hurriedly.

As soon as the door is closed, Sehun locks the door with the keys and Kyungsoo gives him a high five.

“You could be a good movie director, Hun!” Kyungsoo giggles. Sehun just smirks at him.







They wait and listen to some shrieks and the door rattling noises. Chanyeol is begging and Baekhyun is heard crying again. They talk, mostly Chanyeol is the one talking, before something thumps against the door, surprising the both of them.

Kyungsoo looks at Sehun, afraid that a fight might be happening. They lean against the door to eavesdropping but all they can hear is the sound of lips smacking.

With a face scrunched up in fake disgust, they lean away and stalk out of the dorm, with a wide smile plastered on their face.

Who knows what the two could be doing besides kissing inside the room.









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A/N: Everyone is fine again ^_^ One more chapter left!