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“He is so goddamn pretty,” Ten said with a sigh after sucking on the straw that was inside his cocktail glass.
Jaehyun couldn’t help but agree as he stared at the back of the famous Nakamoto Yuta, currently dancing with another guy on the dancefloor. If you could even call it dancing, he thought amusingly. Ten, Taeyong, Johnny and he were currently at the club. It was Friday night and that meant drinking your ass off and dancing like the night never ended. Jaehyun wasn’t that fond of clubbing to be honest, but with his friends it always turned out to be a lot of fun. And watching one of university’s most famous playboys swaying his hips wasn’t that bad either.
“You are always saying that,” Taeyong said with a roll of his eyes as he leaned back on the bar with his elbows. Ten just huffed. “Well yeah, have you seen him?”
“I don’t see what’s so special about him. Yeah he has a pretty smile, good body, but nothing more.”
“Woah Tae, I thought he was your type,” Jaehyun commented with a raised brow. Taeyong just shrugged.
“Been there done that. Honestly he’s kind of an asshole.”
Both Ten and Jaehyun almost choked on their drinks.
“Hold up,” Ten said incredulously, slamming his drink on the counter. “You’ve done the Nakamoto Yuta? As in, you got into his pants? You’re kidding, right?”
Johnny laughed. “Apparently pretty people are attracted to other pretty people.” Taeyong cringed at the words and flicked Johnny’s arm. “I am not pretty. Handsome at most.”
“Did you fuck him or did he fuck you?” Ten asked without shame and Jaehyun groaned an ‘oh god’. At the question Taeyong smirked smugly and cocked his head to the side. “I don’t kiss and tell.”
“Oh. My. God Taeyong, I can kill you right now,” Ten said and he wrapped his hands around an imaginary throat. Johnny just shook his head in disappointment at the scene. Jaehyun however couldn’t help but admire Taeyong’s ability to get whoever he wanted. He knew the dark haired boy actually had an introverted character, but he reasoned, with visuals like he had, that didn’t even matter. In Jaehyun’s opinion not even Yuta could match Taeyong’s godly face.
Although… and Jaehyun looked back at the dancefloor where Yuta was still dancing with the stranger. Maybe the reason why the Japanese man was more attractive than his friend, to him personally, was the way he carried himself. it was full of confidence, talking with everyone he came across, smiling every fucking second of the night. He just felt like an open person, someone you could really be close to. And that was why Jaehyun, although he felt childish for it, was lowkey crushing on Yuta. But it was more like an admiration from afar.
“I think he’s pretty,” Johnny said, “But I wouldn’t want to sleep with him. He fucks way too many people and I ain’t doing one night stands anyway.”
“Oh boohoo. Johnny’s trying to be a nice person. It doesn’t work on us,” Ten said in a whining tone and Jaehyun smiled at that. Ten liked to drink a lot on nights out and now wasn’t an exception.
“Just saying,” Johnny said with his hands raised in defense.
Jaehyun shot his tall friend an amused smile. “You have no right of speaking since you’re practically pining after Taeil for… Ten, how many years was it?”
Ten let out a hard "Ha!" and Taeyong took a sip of his own cocktail to hide the smile on his face. Johnny pointed at Jaehyun’s chest. “You, I hate you, Jung Jaehyun.”
“And I love you, buddy.”
After a short silence where the four friends enjoyed their drinks and listened to the loud, quite alright music, Jaehyun suddenly spoke up.
“I’d do him.”
Three shocked pairs of eyes were turned towards him. Jaehyun normally wasn’t the person to make statements like that, but the brown haired man didn’t really care. He was tipsy, the alcohol making his mind feel a little lighter and less self-conscious and hey, it wasn’t as if his friends didn’t know he was looking at Yuta’s ass almost every time they came here.
Ten held his hand up expecting Jaehyun to slap it in a high five. He did and Ten let out a laugh. “That’s our maknae! Good to see you coming loose a bit.”
“Since when do you do one night stands?” Taeyong asked Jaehyun.
“Taeyong don’t be like that,” Ten intervened, “He just wants to get laid and you, as no other, knows how good Yuta is in bed. But-“ and he looked at Jaehyun who in return looked at him questioningly.
“I’ve had my eyes on him for the longest, so you better choose someone else.”
However, before Jaehyun could respond to the rudiculous statement, his eyes were drawn to the figure they were just talking about, walking past them, led by someone else’s hand. It almost felt like the moment went by in slowmotion as their eyes met for a moment and Yuta shot him an approving smile. Too quickly the moment was over and Yuta flipped the bangs from his forehead and walking away.
He didn’t know his mouth was hanging open until Taeyong commented on it.
“You’ll catch a fly like that, you know.”
Jaehyun ignored it and turned to Ten instead.
“No way in hell you get him.”
Taeyong and Johnny looked at him with newfound interest, raising their eyebrows in amusement and Ten stared at him with a smirk.
“Okay loverboy, want to make a bet?”
Jaehyun drank the remaining part of his cocktail. “You’re not getting him anyway.”
“Shut up and listen. What if…” and Ten looked thoughtful for a moment. “Let’s do it this way. The first one to sleep with Yuta has to do whatever the other wants.”
“I want to see money, Thai boy.”
“Ohoho someone is cocky,” Taeyong commented. Johnny just shook his head. “You guys are crazy.”
“Fine,” Ten said mischievously. “Let’s do 50 bucks.”
Jaehyun spluttered for a moment at the large amount of money but nodded nonetheless. This was not only a matter of winning money and the boy of his dreams, but also about pride. And no way he was letting Ten get all of it.
It was only a week later that Ten and Jaehyun started their ‘game’ to get into Yuta’s pants. And to Jaehyun’s not so surprise he seemed to lose right from the beginning. Ten was a natural flirt, just like Yuta was. He talked with people easily and was witty. He himself wasn’t antisocial at all, but he was more silent than the older boy towards strangers. He could talk well and intelligently, but only with friends Jaehyun talked completely freely.
The first thing the four of them did that night was going to the dance floor. All of them were great dancers. However, Taeyong and Ten always stole the show with their freaky ass skills. Jaehyun noticed that Yuta was dancing with a tall, red haired girl a few meters away, surrounded by other friends.
When the girl was out of sight he couldn’t even move, before Ten walked up to Yuta. To his complete shock Ten slapped the Japanese man’s ass.
“Okay who the fuck gave Ten shots, because man…” Johnny moaned irritably at the sight. Jaehyun was torn between admiring Ten’s courage or disapprove of the rather inappropriate touch.
And his heart sank even more when Yuta shot his friend a smile and bowed towards him to whisper something in his ear. When he was apparently done talking, he drew back and patted Ten’s cheek a few times in a doting way before walking away.
Before they knew it Ten was back at their group, staring blankly ahead.
“What?” Taeyong asked while keeping his body moving to the music. He wasn't even aware of the fact that he was attracting all kind of stares from bystanders, but he wasn’t interested in that anyway. Sometimes Jaehyun even wondered if Taeyong knew about the impact he had on people.
“That was scary, yet so freaking hot, I don’t know what to feel,” Ten said breathlessly.
“What did he say to you?” Jaehyun wanted to know.
Ten put his hands in his sides. “The fact that you’re having the advantage right now, doesn’t mean you’re winning.”
“Huh?” Jaehyun could just say.
Ten threw his hands in the air dramatically. “Okay fine. I hit him on his fine ass and he told me in a very sexy way to keep my hands to myself or he would make sure I wouldn’t be able to have kids, which is basically not what I’m planning since I’m gay and all, but it got the point across.”
Johnny and Taeyong started to laugh at that.
“I told you he’s kind of an asshole,” Taeyong said. “He’s totally not as nice as he seems, gets angry easily and stuff. But oh well, you deserved that. You don’t just go slapping people’s asses.”
Ten wrapped an arm around Jaehyun’s shoulders casually. “Pff nice or not, I don’t need nice sex.”
“Are you seriously only interested in that?” Johnny said with a disapproving look. “That’s pretty cruel.”
“Well, I don’t know? I mean, I don’t think he’s being serious about everyone he brings home, so why should I?” And he looked at Taeyong questioningly since he was the only one who had experienced Yuta first hand.
“Hey don’t ask me. We barely talked. He seemed kind of irritated the whole time though. Not that it wasn’t good… but like, the next morning he looked so uncomfortable... I almost felt bad.”
Again Jaehyun shot a look at Yuta, who was now standing a bit further away, talking with a tall, beautiful guy. And he was smiling genuinely. Jaehyun was definitely intrigued. Of course he was interested in Yuta in a physical way. But the way he acted was interesting. There was definitely something about him that drew Jaehyun in.
But Jaehyun let it go for the night. He wasn’t confident enough at the moment to take a step and he was having fun with his friends anyway.
After the third cocktail Jaehyun felt like he needed to stop if he wanted to arrive at his dorm safely. He quickly went to the toilet. After taking a piss and splashing some water in his face right after, he exited the restroom. He was a little dizzy. Somehow his eyes scanned the dancefloor and bar area for the familiar Japanese boy, but he didn’t see him. Oh well... Jaehyun reasoned bitterly, maybe he had taken someone home.
He was proven wrong when he walked outside to get the fresh breath of air he desperately needed. Yuta was pinned against the rough concrete wall of the club by another guy. First, he wanted to avert his gaze and walk away, but somehow it didn’t look right. Yuta seemed pretty out of it and he didn’t look comfortable, his arms coming from the wall so now and then to go against the hands that pinned his wrists against the surface tightly.
Suddenly the guy let go of Yuta and groaned loudly, his hands going to his crotch. Jaehyun watched in amazement how Yuta just kicked the stranger in his balls. Hard.
“Fuck you!” the man brought out between deep breaths.
Yuta laughed and showed the guy his middle finger. “Get lost. I’ve got no time for people like you. I’m on the soccer team, you asshole.” The strange guy gave the Japanese boy another angry look before walking away, shoving Jaehyun out of the way with his shoulder in the process.
Yuta dusted off his shirt and blew some hairs out of his face and Jaehyun couldn’t help but stare. The next moment Yuta's eyes were trained on him. “Oh?” He asked and Jaehyun just blinked.
“You okay?” He hesitantly asked back. Yuta seemed quite surprised at the question, but gave him a reassuring smile. Jaehyun quickly wondered if Yuta was really drunk or just pretending, because right now he seemed rather aware of his surroundings.
“I am.”
His voice sounded clear, manly, but still it had a nice, soft ring to it. That was basically Yuta’s description. Because the guy wasn’t feminine whatsoever with toned arms and a fit body. But still he looked… almost delicate. He was handsome, but just as Johnny said, he just couldn’t get the word pretty out of his head when he looked at Yuta. “Thank you for asking though.”
“Who was he?”
“That guy?” Yuta asked with a brow raised, “No idea to be honest. Just wanted to hook up I guess…” and his voice trailed off in the end as if it irritated him hugely.
“He could’ve just asked,” Jaehyun said. He felt a bit stupid.
“Right!” Yuta exclaimed. “What’s with people these days? Seriously, it pisses me off.” And he put on a hand on his hip, the other dismissively in the air. “Like, I literally went outside to get some air and he comes up to me like he has the right to just touch me like that. And it’s of course only guys that do something like that… ” Then he shot Jaehyun an apologetic look, “Sorry dude, didn’t want to ramble, but some people just make me so angry.”
Jaehyun gave him a dimpled smile. “I’m sorry for our human kind.”
Yuta snorted at that. “You’re cute.” And then he went through his hair embarrassedly. “Oops didn’t want to say that out loud. Well, too late.” And he shrugged.
This guy…
He was seriously so easy to get along with that it scared Jaehyun.
Yuta walked up to him. He was almost as tall as him, which surprised him because he’d thought he was more around Taeyong’s height. As if Yuta could read his mind he rolled his eyes.
“Ever heard of insoles? Yes I wear them, now shut up, don’t make fun of me. I like living a slightly taller life.”
And Jaehyun couldn’t help but laugh at this guy. He had seriously underestimated his charms.
Then Yuta did something unexpected as he appeared at his side and hooked his arm into his. “Come on, you can dance with me.” But he saw Yuta looking at the side worryingly and Jaehyun noticed the guy from earlier, talking with someone else. They were looking at them. Yuta acted like a tough guy and he was one, but he was still searching for his protection somehow, which made Jaehyun feel kind of good.
“Yeah okay. Let’s go inside.”
Dancing with Yuta was a total new experience and was also totally different from what he had expected. He secretly always thought it would be sexy and hot. You know, the thing you see in movies, where the two main characters would practically rub against each other, bodies moving together.
But dancing with Yuta was not like that. It was fun.
Incredibly so.
Because yes, the other danced sexily, but also powerfully with smooth movements in between. Their dancing styles were pretty similar and to Jaehyun it made the Japanese man even more attractive. He definitely appreciated people with dancing skills. However, he didn’t dare to touch Yuta, even though he would love to hold him by the waist. Somehow it just wasn’t… appropriate in their current situation. Jaehyun couldn’t put his finger on it, but he wanted to enjoy it in a casual way.
Yuta leaned in closer after a while to yell over the music.
“You’re the first guy I danced with tonight that actually keeps his hands to himself. Thank you.”
“You shouldn’t thank me for that. I just try and not be an asshole.”
Yuta chuckled. “Well it’s working.” Then a slower R&B song played and Yuta looked at him expectantly. “Now… Wait what’s your name? Oh my god! Sorry, I totally forgot to ask.”
“It’s Jaehyun,” Jaehyun said with a small smile. Yuta nodded.
“I'm Yuta." as if he didn't know that. "Okay so, Jaehyun…” and Yuta looked right in his eyes, “Since I like this song a lot and it’s a slower song, you’re allowed to touch.” And he winked at him. Jaehyun was at a loss of words for a moment, not believing Yuta just really said that. But then he got an idea.
He smirked at Yuta and crossed his arms. “But what if I don’t want to?”
And for a moment it was Yuta who didn’t know what to say, just staring at him dumbly. Jaehyun guessed no one had said something like that to him before.
“Well…” Yuta started and he looked thoughtful while blinking a few times. “Then you don’t I guess.”
But Jaehyun did in fact want to do it and so, when the chorus started, Jaehyun stepped closer to him and tentatively placed his hands on Yuta’s hips. He saw the corners of Yuta’s mouth twist upwards in a sweet smile and Jaehyun felt his heart skip a beat.
What the actual fuck.
“Ah you actually did want to touch me, huh? I knew it!” Yuta said playfully while putting his arms around Jaehyun’s neck. Standing close to him, but not too.
“And look who’s relieved at that,” Jaehyun shot back.
“True,” Yuta admitted. Then he looked at him. “Your smile is like the cutest thing ever. I’ve always wanted to have dimples.” Jaehyun wanted to stop the smile spreading on his face, but it didn’t help. Yuta’s eyes twinkled in delight. “Yes, I told you so! See, it’s really cute.”
“Says the guy with seriously the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen,” Jaehyun said back, the smile still on his face. But when he looked at Yuta, the latter’s eyes were slightly widened, his mouth open.
“Ah sorry, I didn’t want to sound-“ Jaehyun started embarrassedly.
“No! No, it’s okay. It’s just...” And the Japanese man let out a soft laugh, “Nobody has really said that to me before.”
“Geez what has become of this world then?” Jaehyun said and Yuta flicked the back of his head. “Stop it you.”
Only later Jaehyun realized that they were flirting.
Like, legit flirting.
He, Jung Jaehyun, with the gorgeous Nakamoto Yuta.
After their dancing Yuta told him he was going home with his roommate. It was the taller guy that Yuta had been smiling to before and he introduced himself as Sicheng. He was Chinese and the same age as him. Yuta was surprised when Jaehyun told him his age.
“You’re two years younger? Are you sure? Wow… I feel bad now.”
But before Jaehyun could say anything, Sicheng elbowed Yuta in the arm. “We’re not kids.”
“Ah I know, but you’re just so cute.” Yuta whined while pinching Sicheng’s cheek, who in return pushed the elder away. Jaehyun couldn’t help but laugh at the interaction between the two foreigners.
After that, Yuta had asked for his phone and the Japanese man swiftly moved his fingers over the keyboard. Once he was done he scooted over to Jaehyun and put the camera on selfie-mode. He threw one arm over Jaehyun’s shoulder and put his head against his.
“Smile pretty boy,” he said and he quickly made the picture. He immediately retreated his head and handed Jaehyun - who was still totally caught off guard by the action - back his phone. He could still smell Yuta’s cologne from just having his head so close and it left a warm feeling in his chest.
“Send me a message when you get home so I’ll have your number,” Yuta said while acting like nothing just happened.
“I can give you my number now?” Jaehyun half asked. Yuta shot him a mischievous smile.
“What’s the fun in that? I end up with an endless list of names of people, who in half of the cases never even text or call back. So I’ll leave the choice up to you.” It was a pretty cocky thing to say, but Jaehyun didn’t really mind. He guessed that was just how Yuta was.
“Okay. Noted.”
Then Sicheng took Yuta’s arm and practically dragged him towards the exit. The Japanese man waved at him and Jaehyun hesistantly waved back, realizing he had been quite lucky tonight.
When the four friends were on their way home from the club, Ten hit Jaehyun's back with his hand. “Ah seriously! I can’t believe you. How the fuck did you do it? One moment you’re outside, the next you come walking in with Yuta in your arms like you’re a fucking wed couple.”
Jaehyun could only grin at his friend’s words, but not because he was winning their game, but because he was proud of making Yuta smile and having his number and picture in his phone.
“I have to say, Jae, I’m impressed as well,” Johnny said while hooking his arm around a lantern pole and twirling around it. They were all a bit drunk, but not overly so. That was also a great part of their friendship. They drank, but rarely too much, always warning each other when they went overboard. He remembered telling his ex Doyoung about that once, who just said back, “If I want to pass out from drinking, I’d do it, no one can stop me.” But with the four of them, it didn’t work that way. They always looked out for each other.
“You know what helps? Being nice,” Jaehyun said and he specially turned to Ten who huffed in response.
“I know, I know, but I’m not giving up just yet,” he responded while giving Jaehyun a challenging look.
When they arrived at their student residence, they split up to go to their own rooms. They lived in the same building, but on different levels, since they were afraid they would get sick and tired of each other if they’d be in the same hallway.
However, before Jaehyun could leave, Taeyong lay a hand on his shoulder. He looked at his friend questioningly.
“Be careful with that one. Don’t get your heart broken.”
Jaehyun was caught off guard by the advice, but immediately reassured his friend that there were no feelings involved and that he shouldn’t worry. It wasn’t a lie exactly. Jaehyun wasn’t in love with Yuta, that would be too exaggerating to say, but he was definitely interested. Taeyong had probably noticed that.
Later that night Jaehyun was laying on his bed, staring at the picture of Yuta and him on his phone. After taking a breath, he turned to his side and started to type. With his eyes shut tightly he pressed send.
Jaehyun: I promised I’d text, so here we go.
Barely two minutes later - it felt like an eternity - he got a text back. Jaehyun smiled at his phone and shook his head amusedly, before laying the phone next to his pillow.
Nayuta *bwuing*: good! Guess I’m seeing you next Friday. I still need a picture for your contact;)
Ten didn’t lie though. He really wasn’t giving up, because apparently he had looked Yuta up on Facebook and found out he liked to hang out in Starbucks. Jaehyun really admired Ten’s effort, albeit with a little jealousy, as the older boy went to the coffee shop almost every day, trying to catch the Japanese man.
Thursday he got a message from Ten.
Ten: it’s 1-1 now Jung. Yuta’s smile is too pretty for my existence. I can die peacefully now.
Jaehyun felt bitter about it, because one, he didn’t like Yuta smiling at other people the way he had done at him, which was actually complete bullshit because he had only talked with Yuta for one night. And two… He had a feeling that Ten would win their bet. The way he and Yuta were similar in character couldn’t be coincidence and it would definitely work in Ten’s advance.
Later that evening they sat with the four of them in the kitchen of Taeyong’s hallway. Thursday was pizza day. Even Taeyong’s hallmates knew about it and were kind enough to let them use the kitchen in the later hours.
“So you stalked him for so long that you eventually had a date with him?” Johnny asked while shoving a slice of pizza in his mouth.
“Basically,” Ten admitted shamelessly. “He’s actually a really fun guy to be around. We talked a lot. He’s not quite what I expected if I’m honest. Outside his looks, his reputation doesn’t suit him.” Jaehyun agreed wholeheartedly. At least Ten was nice enough to apologize to Yuta and treat him to a drink. Even though he kind of wished it was him that Yuta had spent his time with.
“I have a feeling I’m going to win this,” Ten then said resolutely as his eyes crossed Jaehyun’s.
“It’s not over yet,” Jaehyun shot back while placing the left over crusts of the pizza in a circle.
Taeyong groaned. “Can’t you just move on and get your separate one night stands? Like, you are seriously trying way too hard for just sex.”
“But good sex,” Ten shot back.
“Why am I friends with you again?”
What Jaehyun didn’t expect to happen when they went to their regular club on Friday, was Yuta skipping over to their group at the bar with his trademark smile on his handsome face. He was carrying an empty glass, which he placed on the bar before looking at Jaehyun.
“Hey.”
It was said in such a casual, but happy way, that Jaehyun wondered if Yuta was flirting with him or just greeting him.
“Hey to you too,” he said back, not quite knowing what else to say. But it was good enough for Yuta as he asked the barman for another drink. Jaehyun guessed he was in fact flirting with him, because when Yuta leaned over the bar to take his drink he purposely let their arms touch.
Yuta was distracted however when his eyes crossed Ten’s
“Oh you’re here too?”
“You bet I am!” Ten said with a grin and he shot Jaehyun a smug smile.
“Sweet!” Yuta said with a smile while sipping on his new cocktail, “We should go for coffee again sometime. You are basically me.” And Jaehyun’s shocked expression wasn’t even showing what he was feeling. Was Yuta seriously asking Ten out on a date? Right in front of his salad?
Ten spluttered an "Yes that would be nice", but Yuta’s eyes had fallen on Taeyong and they widened slightly.
“Visual guy?”
“The one and only,” Taeyong said with an amused twinkle in his eyes. And to everyone’s surprise Yuta groaned.
“Oh my god, you are like the most annoying person ever.”
“Hope you still remember the corners of my room.”
Woah…
Was this still the same Taeyong he had been friends with since middle school?
“You are such an asshole. Why am I even standing here?” Yuta said and to Jaehyun’s surprise the other took him by the arm. When their eyes met Yuta said, “You, dance with me. Now.” And with that Yuta dragged him to the dance floor.
“Well yours was-“ Taeyong called after them.
“Don’t you dare make sexual jokes mister godly face but no personality,” Yuta yelled back pointing at the other while walking backwards with Jaehyun.
When they arrived at the dance floor Jaehyun raised an eyebrow at Yuta. “Do I even want to know?”
“No word about him please.” And when Jaehyun shot a look over his shoulder to his friends, Yuta turned his head back to him by his chin. “Just keep your eyes on me.”
“I can do that,” Jaehyun said with a dimpled smile.
And so he did, his eyes moving up and down Yuta’s body while dancing. He couldn’t look away even if he wanted to, totally infuriated with the other’s beauty. Tight jeans, a black loose tank top, bangs pushed back with gel - it all looked amazing on Yuta. He was everyone’s type and the best thing was… he knew it. The confidence coming from his smirk as he knew Jaehyun was checking him out, jealous stares coming from different sides, said that he enjoyed it. And Yuta wasn’t shy himself as his eyes raked over Jaehyun’s body, making the latter feel rather triumphant.
They didn’t touch, yet their eyes were playful and pulling each other in and Jaehyun loved every second of it. Sometimes his hand would softly touch Yuta’s hip and pull back again and sometimes Yuta would stare in his eyes so intensely, that Jaehyun felt like drowning. A smile was constantly etched on his face.
He didn’t know why he was feeling so many things while being with Yuta, but he decided he didn’t really care as long as the other was just there.
“You look really good today,” Yuta suddenly complimented him when he leaned towards his ear. “I don’t get why you’re still single, which I assume you am.” Yuta’s breath hit his ear and Jaehyun couldn’t help but shiver at that.
“You're right. I am," Jaehyun answered back. "It hasn’t been long though, just for three months at this point.” He watched Yuta’s eyes widen slightly at the reveal.
“What about you?” He asked back daringly, fully knowing Yuta was a guy of one night stands. Their eyes locked and Yuta was standing closer to him due to the talking. He bit his lip softly while looking to the side.
“I’m not really good at relationships.” He looked back at Jaehyun, “But you probably knew that.”
“Everybody has their own way of handling their feelings. I’m not judging.”
Yuta’s eyes shot to Jaehyun's lips and back to his eyes. There was a serious look in the deep brown orbs. “I know,” he said softly. “You are seriously different from anyone else I've met.”
Jaehyun smiled at him softly. “And is that a good thing?”
Yuta shuffled a bit closer at the question, taking a hold of Jaehyun’s shirt with his hands, his eyes darting towards his lips again. Jaehyun felt his heart rate pick up its speed and it was addicting, the way Yuta was looking at him and teasing him.
“I don’t know. Why don’t you tell me?”
They were standing so close that Jaehyun could feel the heat radiating from Yuta’s body. The hands on his shirt didn’t let go and he couldn’t resist using his index finger to remove a strand of hair from the older man’s forehead. Yuta’s eyes trembled at the soft gesture, Jaehyun could see it. Like it made him insecure of what to do.
But Jaehyun did know what to do.
He tilted his head to the side and moved his face closer to Yuta’s, his own eyes watching Yuta’s lips this time. When their lips almost touched Jaehyun breathed out.
“Why don’t I show you?”
And with that Jaehyun closed the gap between them, placing his lips firmly on Yuta’s. the latter tightened his hold on his shirt to pull his body closer and immediately kissed him back. Their lips moved together automatically and Jaehyun’s arms encircled the elder’s waist. Yuta’s hands traveled to his shoulders and one of them tentatively reached for his face, pulling their mouths together harder.
It was the first kiss in a long time for Jaehyun, but he felt a familiar fluttery feeling going through his body. And Jesus, Yuta could kiss… He seemed to know exactly what to do, moving their mouths together expertly, pushing his tongue inside Jaehyun’s mouth and exploring the territory there, only to pull back to nibble on his lower lip and connecting their lips in a heated dance once more.
Jaehyun let Yuta take control over the kiss and focused on getting control over Yuta’s body, his hands searching for the hem of his tank top and teasingly sliding underneath the garment to touch the skin above the waistband of Yuta’s jeans. He felt like his mission was accomplished when Yuta’s lip movements stilled for a moment. He pulled back then and Jaehyun took a deep breath of air he didn’t know he needed until that moment. Yuta was looking at him with an unreadable expression, but he still pulled him away from the dance floor towards the exit. Jaehyun could vaguely hear some whistles, but he ignored it, only focusing on Yuta.
Once they were outside, Yuta released him and took a few deep breaths himself. Jaehyun was surprised the other looked rather nervous.
“How much did you drink?” Yuta suddenly asked him seriously.
Jaehyun looked at him with a confused expression, but answered anyway. “I don’t know. A cocktail, two beers. Why?”
Yuta nodded to himself a few times while he seemed to do some thinking.
“You okay?”
When Yuta finally seemed to have calmed down, he smiled at him. “I’m fine.” And he stepped closer to Jaehyun once again, laying his hands on his chest. “I’m more than fine actually,” he told him in a flirty way.
Jaehyun couldn’t help but run his fingers up Yuta’s sides, watching as the other swallowed and prepared for something else to say.
“Are you...” and Yuta seemed to hesitate for a moment while searching Jaehyun’s eyes. It was said in a rather serious tone, “Are you planning on taking me home tonight?”
Oh god yes.
Jaehyun’s breath seemed to hitch in his throat, but he nodded. “Do you want me to?” He didn’t know if it was a good idea, but the way Yuta was looking at him, it made him go crazy. He had been waiting for this moment for so long that it almost seemed unreal.
Yuta put his face closer to his. “Honestly Jaehyun, I’m a hundred percent fucking sure.” And their lips met again. Luckily the cold night air made the kiss more bearable for both of them and soon they broke apart. Jaehyun wasted no time and grabbed Yuta’s hand to pull him along.