Midnight Fantasy
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eriiarTitle: Midnight Fantasy
Part: One
Autor:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Pairing: KyuHyuk (Kyuhyun/Eunhyuk)
Genre: AU!, Romance, angst
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: !mpreg, Some typos and grammar errors~~ ^^’
Summary: Hyukjae was Kyuhyun’s affair, but it was until Hyukjae decided to do something about it that Kyuhyun realized how much Hyukjae meant to him.
A/N: This is for my little and cute dongsaengshutoffthelid!! Love you Gabby!! here the fic I promised to you! now cheer up okay! Unnie wants to see you smiling all the time! ;)
Hyukjae kissed Kyuhyun’s forehead lovingly as he stood up from the bed; the other deeply sleeping after they had sex. Hyukjae smiled warmly at the sleeping figure and started dressing up himself carefully not to wake up Kyuhyun and not to groan from the pain he was feeling down there.
He took his shoes and went out of the room silently. When he arrived at the parking lot; he still had his shoes in his hands and his coat hanging from his arm; his free hand looking for his keys in wherever they were left. He finally found them in one of the pockets of the coat in his arm and opened his car; Hyukjae sighed deeply when he was already sitting in the driver’s seat of his black car; he closed his eyes and left himself being drained; his energy left as the thought of how wrong was what he was doing.
Hyukjae had no other option; he decided; and just started the car after placing the seat belt in place and sigh in frustration. It was what he always did; but he knew it was almost impossible trying to resist Kyuhyun; it was something he shouldn’t be doing; and he knew it; Kyuhyun was going to marry Sungmin and he had let it out clearly.
“I just want to fuck you.” Kyuhyun said to Hyukjae the first night they were together. “Because you seem to be a pretty good fuck.”
At that time; Hyukjae couldn’t think on a proper answer until he found himself naked and being fucked by Kyuhyun; moaning his name and asking for more as a cheap whore. He hated it; he hated himself for being so weak before the other.
A warm tear went down from Hyukjae’s eyes as he clinched in the steer wheel trying to look for some support. The pain Hyukjae was feeling was the worst and he couldn’t stand it anymore; he had come to a decision since tie ago; but he couldn’t bring himself to comply it. He was scared o being without Kyuhyun; a masochist; that’s what he was for falling in love with his boss.
“You will be my whore until I get married.” Kyuhyun once told him while they were making out in his apartment; never in Kyuhyun’s. “Because by that time I’ll be bored of you.”
Hyukjae didn’t know why he was so damn weak; he couldn’t even think on a sharp answer because he got lost in Kyuhyun’s kisses and bites; Kyuhyun never kissed him in the lips; because it was meant to have feelings inside it; Kyuhyun didn’t have them.
The first time they did it; it was in the office; late at night; when both stayed extra hours for an important project they had in their hands; Kyuhyun had pinned him in the wall and had fucked him mercilessly while telling Hyukjae how dirty he was.
Maybe Kyuhyun didn’t know; or maybe he just didn’t care; but Hyukjae would get hurt every time he would insult him; Hyukjae’s heart would flinch at every despicable word that came out from Kyuhyun’s mouth to him.
“Do you go by and fuck every person that crosses your path?” Kyuhyun once asked him wearing a disgusted expression in his face. “Of course you do.” He answered to himself. “Because you’re a total whore.”
Hyukjae breathed in and out deeply; trying hard not to cry; he didn’t know why Kyuhyun treat him like that; but he was the one to blame; because he accepted whatever Kyuhyun gave him.
When Hyukjae arrived his own department; he looked around; it was messy because Kyuhyun went to get him so they could work; but they ended up fucking and doing it in every corner of Hyukjae’s apartment; Kyuhyun decided to just go and do it in a hotel since he was getting bored of Hyukjae’s apartment.
Hyukjae walked limping towards the phone and called the service so they would get his apartment clean while he took a warm and refreshing shower.
When he took off his clothes he hissed in pain; there were red marks in his shoulders from Kyuhyun’s bites. Hyukjae was going to get mad at him but when Kyuhyun kissed his bruised and swollen shoulders and neck; all his barriers fell down and he succumbed to his desires.
The water was falling down Hyukjae’s body; the warm that it took made Hyukjae feel calmer; he wanted to cry, he felt dirty, but he couldn’t do anything to fix that because every time he touched himself even if it was just for checking his bruises, he would remember Kyuhyun’s touches and he would close his eyes, only to imagine Kyuhyun’s pleasured and satisfied face.
Hyukjae snapped back and went out of the bathroom with his pajamas already on; the day after would be Monday and he was going to work extra hours that would end up in sex in Kyuhyun’s office. He wasn’t in the mood for that; so he just went out and drank a glass of wine; wondering how many time he spent in the shower since suddenly his apartment was neat clean.
The night was clear, not like his body. After a few hours of just looking outside the window, watching the lights of the city; Hyukjae decided it was time to him to go sleep. He cuddled himself in the soft mattress of his bed and sighed remembering all his work he had.
There were almost four companies behind them; wishing to work with them and Kyuhyun accepted them all; the thing was; usually Hyukjae is the one who does everything and Kyuhyun just signs; he was tired and he honestly didn’t have the time to fuck with Kyuhyun. But it was impossible to say no when Kyuhyun was determined and he knew it.
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Kyuhyun woke up slowly; unconsciously looking for a certain scent in that foreign bed. The only thing he could smell was the coldness of the room. He sat down in the bed and frowned when; once again; he woke up alone.
He hated waking up alone; because that would make him feel cold; and he liked warm; he liked Hyukjae because the latter; it didn’t matter if was snowing; would always be warm; his body would be the source of Kyuhyun’s end of coldness.
So Kyuhyun was mad, mad because the person he liked to have sex with the most, just disappears every time they do it. His phone rang and he looked at the screen; his expression changing completely.
“Sungmin?” He called smiling warmly at the person he cared for the most. “How have you been?”
“Kyu… I miss you!” Sungmin whined in the other line and Kyuhyun chuckled.
“What about having dinner with me?” Kyuhyun asked and he could actually imagine Sungmin’s smile.
“Yes!” Sungmin squealed happily.
After telling the address and the whole plans; Kyuhyun hang up with a warm smile in his face; he sighed as he stood up and his heart skipped a beat when he saw a small; almost unnoticeable red stain in the bed sheets; he the recalled what he did; he was mad, because Hyukjae and Yesung were talking in the office the day before and Kyuhyun’s couldn’t stand it; he felt like killing the guy with his precious jewel right then.
Hyukjae was his whore and nobody else’s. Kyuhyun was so stubborn as to admit he was jealous; but he knew it was like that. The fact that Hyukjae smiled happily while talking to the other was something that really get his nerves; because Hyukjae would never smile like that with him; it didn’t matter how much Kyuhyun tried to make the latter feel like in heaven while in sex; he wouldn’t wake up even once watching Hyukjae’s happy smile.
“Don’t you like it when I fuck you?” Kyuhyun once asked Hyukjae while he thrust inside him hardly.
“I-I like it!” Hyukjae almost yelled between moans and panting; his eyes shut tightly and his lips slightly parted.
But Kyuhyun wasn’t satisfied with that answer and swore to himself to tie Hyukjae at the bed with him so he could see his face when he woke up; a plan that failed completely when Hyukjae came moaning his name; staining Kyuhyun’s abs and panting hard; Kyuhyun came seconds later because of the view he got.
Kyuhyun traced his fingers in the dark stain in the bed; cursing himself for being so rude that night; he knew Hyukjae wasn’t a whore; but that was the only explanation Kyuhyun could find so Hyukjae would be so willing to be with him; because he knew too, that he was being a total jerk to his assistant.
Kyuhyun sighed and went to have s quick shower; when he got out, he frowned lightly, there was Hyukjae’s phone in the bed; he wondered why the other forgot it, it never happened; not even once; Hyukjae wouldn’t forget anything, even if it was a little piece of paper; that’s one of the reasons Kyuhyun hired him.
Kyuhyun didn’t know why he smiled when he grab the object; it could be because maybe that was a proof Hyukjae was human and not an angel; but it could be because now he had an excuse to go and see Hyukjae.
“Sungmin?” Kyuhyun called when his phone was already in his ears. “I won’t be able to make it tonight; let’s see each other tomorrow.” He said before hanging up and running to his car.
Being in his car towards Hyukjae’s apartment was always something Kyuhyun didn’t like; because he felt like it was too much time before arriving and he hated the feeling of distance between his objective an him. That distance had been increasing since some weeks already.
Kyuhyun took a lot at his watched and sighed when he saw it was already past midnight; Hyukjae was probably sleeping; but he couldn’t care less as he took out his spare key; the one he got from Hyukjae after two months of being fucking almost every two days.
It has been worsened with the time; and Kyuhyun was conscious; but he didn’t took it as a bad thing; he would just think of that as something good; because being with Hyukjae was a really much physical pleasure. They used to do it every week first; then twice a week; then every two days; two weeks ago they were doing it every day and now it was twice a day; he knew he had become a sex addict; but it was only if it was Hyukjae involved.
Kyuhyun entered the apartment and frowned when he saw it neat clean; not paths f sex evident in there; he didn’t like it at all. He then went to Hyukjae’s room; the one he hated the most. Because every time Kyuhyun had sex with him in his apartment; it wouldn’t be in Hyukjae’s room but the spare room, or the couch; and when Kyuhyun wakes up; he would find out that Hyukjae is locked in his own room; the one he has never been in because Hyukjae was still protecting it.
Kyuhyun opened the door and even when he wanted to look around the mysterious room; the only thing that caught his attention was a sleeping figure in the bed; so peaceful that Kyuhyun felt the calmness in his body.
He approached the bed with Hyukjae’s phone in his hand, gripping it hardly so he wouldn’t jump on Hyukjae abruptly just to have sex.
Kyuhyun then wondered; he had have the key for so long and he never did this; never coming to Hyukjae’s apartment to see his sleeping face; that was something new for him; the calmness and peace that reflected from it. It could be Kyuhyun’s heart what he was listening when he sat on the edge of the bed; tracing Hyukjae’s features with his fingers as he leaned closer; he kissed Hyukjae’s forehead while the other was sleeping.
Kyuhyun then decided to just place the phone in the night drawer in Hyukjae’s room and go out before the latter woke up; he didn’t know why he was afraid of Hyukjae’s reaction if by any chance he looked at him in his room.
Part: One
Autor:
eriiarPairing: KyuHyuk (Kyuhyun/Eunhyuk)
Genre: AU!, Romance, angst
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: !mpreg, Some typos and grammar errors~~ ^^’
Summary: Hyukjae was Kyuhyun’s affair, but it was until Hyukjae decided to do something about it that Kyuhyun realized how much Hyukjae meant to him.
A/N: This is for my little and cute dongsaeng
shutoffthelid!! Love you Gabby!! here the fic I promised to you! now cheer up okay! Unnie wants to see you smiling all the time! ;)●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●
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Hyukjae kissed Kyuhyun’s forehead lovingly as he stood up from the bed; the other deeply sleeping after they had sex. Hyukjae smiled warmly at the sleeping figure and started dressing up himself carefully not to wake up Kyuhyun and not to groan from the pain he was feeling down there.
He took his shoes and went out of the room silently. When he arrived at the parking lot; he still had his shoes in his hands and his coat hanging from his arm; his free hand looking for his keys in wherever they were left. He finally found them in one of the pockets of the coat in his arm and opened his car; Hyukjae sighed deeply when he was already sitting in the driver’s seat of his black car; he closed his eyes and left himself being drained; his energy left as the thought of how wrong was what he was doing.
Hyukjae had no other option; he decided; and just started the car after placing the seat belt in place and sigh in frustration. It was what he always did; but he knew it was almost impossible trying to resist Kyuhyun; it was something he shouldn’t be doing; and he knew it; Kyuhyun was going to marry Sungmin and he had let it out clearly.
“I just want to fuck you.” Kyuhyun said to Hyukjae the first night they were together. “Because you seem to be a pretty good fuck.”
At that time; Hyukjae couldn’t think on a proper answer until he found himself naked and being fucked by Kyuhyun; moaning his name and asking for more as a cheap whore. He hated it; he hated himself for being so weak before the other.
A warm tear went down from Hyukjae’s eyes as he clinched in the steer wheel trying to look for some support. The pain Hyukjae was feeling was the worst and he couldn’t stand it anymore; he had come to a decision since tie ago; but he couldn’t bring himself to comply it. He was scared o being without Kyuhyun; a masochist; that’s what he was for falling in love with his boss.
“You will be my whore until I get married.” Kyuhyun once told him while they were making out in his apartment; never in Kyuhyun’s. “Because by that time I’ll be bored of you.”
Hyukjae didn’t know why he was so damn weak; he couldn’t even think on a sharp answer because he got lost in Kyuhyun’s kisses and bites; Kyuhyun never kissed him in the lips; because it was meant to have feelings inside it; Kyuhyun didn’t have them.
The first time they did it; it was in the office; late at night; when both stayed extra hours for an important project they had in their hands; Kyuhyun had pinned him in the wall and had fucked him mercilessly while telling Hyukjae how dirty he was.
Maybe Kyuhyun didn’t know; or maybe he just didn’t care; but Hyukjae would get hurt every time he would insult him; Hyukjae’s heart would flinch at every despicable word that came out from Kyuhyun’s mouth to him.
“Do you go by and fuck every person that crosses your path?” Kyuhyun once asked him wearing a disgusted expression in his face. “Of course you do.” He answered to himself. “Because you’re a total whore.”
Hyukjae breathed in and out deeply; trying hard not to cry; he didn’t know why Kyuhyun treat him like that; but he was the one to blame; because he accepted whatever Kyuhyun gave him.
When Hyukjae arrived his own department; he looked around; it was messy because Kyuhyun went to get him so they could work; but they ended up fucking and doing it in every corner of Hyukjae’s apartment; Kyuhyun decided to just go and do it in a hotel since he was getting bored of Hyukjae’s apartment.
Hyukjae walked limping towards the phone and called the service so they would get his apartment clean while he took a warm and refreshing shower.
When he took off his clothes he hissed in pain; there were red marks in his shoulders from Kyuhyun’s bites. Hyukjae was going to get mad at him but when Kyuhyun kissed his bruised and swollen shoulders and neck; all his barriers fell down and he succumbed to his desires.
The water was falling down Hyukjae’s body; the warm that it took made Hyukjae feel calmer; he wanted to cry, he felt dirty, but he couldn’t do anything to fix that because every time he touched himself even if it was just for checking his bruises, he would remember Kyuhyun’s touches and he would close his eyes, only to imagine Kyuhyun’s pleasured and satisfied face.
Hyukjae snapped back and went out of the bathroom with his pajamas already on; the day after would be Monday and he was going to work extra hours that would end up in sex in Kyuhyun’s office. He wasn’t in the mood for that; so he just went out and drank a glass of wine; wondering how many time he spent in the shower since suddenly his apartment was neat clean.
The night was clear, not like his body. After a few hours of just looking outside the window, watching the lights of the city; Hyukjae decided it was time to him to go sleep. He cuddled himself in the soft mattress of his bed and sighed remembering all his work he had.
There were almost four companies behind them; wishing to work with them and Kyuhyun accepted them all; the thing was; usually Hyukjae is the one who does everything and Kyuhyun just signs; he was tired and he honestly didn’t have the time to fuck with Kyuhyun. But it was impossible to say no when Kyuhyun was determined and he knew it.
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Kyuhyun woke up slowly; unconsciously looking for a certain scent in that foreign bed. The only thing he could smell was the coldness of the room. He sat down in the bed and frowned when; once again; he woke up alone.
He hated waking up alone; because that would make him feel cold; and he liked warm; he liked Hyukjae because the latter; it didn’t matter if was snowing; would always be warm; his body would be the source of Kyuhyun’s end of coldness.
So Kyuhyun was mad, mad because the person he liked to have sex with the most, just disappears every time they do it. His phone rang and he looked at the screen; his expression changing completely.
“Sungmin?” He called smiling warmly at the person he cared for the most. “How have you been?”
“Kyu… I miss you!” Sungmin whined in the other line and Kyuhyun chuckled.
“What about having dinner with me?” Kyuhyun asked and he could actually imagine Sungmin’s smile.
“Yes!” Sungmin squealed happily.
After telling the address and the whole plans; Kyuhyun hang up with a warm smile in his face; he sighed as he stood up and his heart skipped a beat when he saw a small; almost unnoticeable red stain in the bed sheets; he the recalled what he did; he was mad, because Hyukjae and Yesung were talking in the office the day before and Kyuhyun’s couldn’t stand it; he felt like killing the guy with his precious jewel right then.
Hyukjae was his whore and nobody else’s. Kyuhyun was so stubborn as to admit he was jealous; but he knew it was like that. The fact that Hyukjae smiled happily while talking to the other was something that really get his nerves; because Hyukjae would never smile like that with him; it didn’t matter how much Kyuhyun tried to make the latter feel like in heaven while in sex; he wouldn’t wake up even once watching Hyukjae’s happy smile.
“Don’t you like it when I fuck you?” Kyuhyun once asked Hyukjae while he thrust inside him hardly.
“I-I like it!” Hyukjae almost yelled between moans and panting; his eyes shut tightly and his lips slightly parted.
But Kyuhyun wasn’t satisfied with that answer and swore to himself to tie Hyukjae at the bed with him so he could see his face when he woke up; a plan that failed completely when Hyukjae came moaning his name; staining Kyuhyun’s abs and panting hard; Kyuhyun came seconds later because of the view he got.
Kyuhyun traced his fingers in the dark stain in the bed; cursing himself for being so rude that night; he knew Hyukjae wasn’t a whore; but that was the only explanation Kyuhyun could find so Hyukjae would be so willing to be with him; because he knew too, that he was being a total jerk to his assistant.
Kyuhyun sighed and went to have s quick shower; when he got out, he frowned lightly, there was Hyukjae’s phone in the bed; he wondered why the other forgot it, it never happened; not even once; Hyukjae wouldn’t forget anything, even if it was a little piece of paper; that’s one of the reasons Kyuhyun hired him.
Kyuhyun didn’t know why he smiled when he grab the object; it could be because maybe that was a proof Hyukjae was human and not an angel; but it could be because now he had an excuse to go and see Hyukjae.
“Sungmin?” Kyuhyun called when his phone was already in his ears. “I won’t be able to make it tonight; let’s see each other tomorrow.” He said before hanging up and running to his car.
Being in his car towards Hyukjae’s apartment was always something Kyuhyun didn’t like; because he felt like it was too much time before arriving and he hated the feeling of distance between his objective an him. That distance had been increasing since some weeks already.
Kyuhyun took a lot at his watched and sighed when he saw it was already past midnight; Hyukjae was probably sleeping; but he couldn’t care less as he took out his spare key; the one he got from Hyukjae after two months of being fucking almost every two days.
It has been worsened with the time; and Kyuhyun was conscious; but he didn’t took it as a bad thing; he would just think of that as something good; because being with Hyukjae was a really much physical pleasure. They used to do it every week first; then twice a week; then every two days; two weeks ago they were doing it every day and now it was twice a day; he knew he had become a sex addict; but it was only if it was Hyukjae involved.
Kyuhyun entered the apartment and frowned when he saw it neat clean; not paths f sex evident in there; he didn’t like it at all. He then went to Hyukjae’s room; the one he hated the most. Because every time Kyuhyun had sex with him in his apartment; it wouldn’t be in Hyukjae’s room but the spare room, or the couch; and when Kyuhyun wakes up; he would find out that Hyukjae is locked in his own room; the one he has never been in because Hyukjae was still protecting it.
Kyuhyun opened the door and even when he wanted to look around the mysterious room; the only thing that caught his attention was a sleeping figure in the bed; so peaceful that Kyuhyun felt the calmness in his body.
He approached the bed with Hyukjae’s phone in his hand, gripping it hardly so he wouldn’t jump on Hyukjae abruptly just to have sex.
Kyuhyun then wondered; he had have the key for so long and he never did this; never coming to Hyukjae’s apartment to see his sleeping face; that was something new for him; the calmness and peace that reflected from it. It could be Kyuhyun’s heart what he was listening when he sat on the edge of the bed; tracing Hyukjae’s features with his fingers as he leaned closer; he kissed Hyukjae’s forehead while the other was sleeping.
Kyuhyun then decided to just place the phone in the night drawer in Hyukjae’s room and go out before the latter woke up; he didn’t know why he was afraid of Hyukjae’s reaction if by any chance he looked at him in his room.
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Date: 2011-10-30 04:26 am (UTC)off to read chapter 2~
kyaaaa~~~ unni!! I didn't expect you to write a long fic for me!! /sobs in happiness
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Date: 2011-10-30 03:16 pm (UTC)Kyu's so mean indeed~~
pff
I'd write tons of fics just for you to smile Gabby!!
^^
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Date: 2011-10-30 04:46 am (UTC)*brb to chapie 2
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Date: 2011-10-30 03:16 pm (UTC)*runs away*
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Date: 2011-11-25 01:51 am (UTC)chapter 2 go go go....