A loud, boisterous cough fills the silent room, waking me out of my sleep and into a dark world full of pain and misery.

It takes me a minute between the pounding in my head and the aching of my body to realize that that loud gravely cough was none other than my own.

I groan and try to sit up, but that only makes my bedroom turn into a fair ride and I end up falling back against my pillows, followed by another boisterous cough.

"I heard it. Your sick, aren't you?" My mother sweeps into the room, concern heavy in her eyes, while she feels my head "yep, you have a fever, you're staying home today young man"

I groan again, attempting, but sadly failing to sit up for the second time "but I have a presentation due today with Kyungsoo hyung, I can't let him down"

"Would you rather get him sick?"

I whine, jutting my lip out for sympathy "no"

My mother nods, pressing her lips together into a thin line in distaste at my pout "now what are your symptoms so I can get you medicine, what do you feel like?"

I cough once again "I think I'm dying, it might be the plague... Just call the mortician and tell them they can pick my body up in a couple of days"

My mother sighs and rolls her eyes "so... A cold?"

"Oh how nice, my own mother is in denial now that I'm dying. Don't worry mom, you can go on without me, you'll be ok. You're young enough, you can have a new family after I'm gone" I rasp out, while grabbing my mothers hand.

She smacks my hand away and shakes her head at me "even while sick as a dog, you're still a smart ass... I'm going to go get you medicine, then i have to go to work, can you postpone your death till I get home?"

I look up at her and lift my eyebrows dramatically "death waits for no man"

She pinches the bridge of her nose and walks from the room, towards the bathroom where our supply of medication for every type of ailment is held "I'll make sure to get the drowsy kind so you'll sleep all day"

"It's kind of you to want me to pass soundly in my sleep, you're a good mother" I call out, and follow it up with a couple of gurgling coughs.

"Take this and quit being an over dramatic baby" my mother says handing me a couple pills and a glass of water.

I do as she says and sit back "what happened to you, you were once so kind... has my dying turned you bitter? Are you angry at the world for my condition?"

"Oh my god, Jongin you have a cold, not the plague, I'm going to work, call if you need anything" I open my mouth but she holds up a hand "no, calling to discuss what the afterlife will be like is not a valid reason" she then turns on her heel and walks from the room.

I shift in my bed and yell as loud as I can, knowing she's still in the house "just because I'll be gone doesn't mean you can act hateful to the world mom, trust me, you will love again" my words are answered with a loud bang of the front door, forcing a small giggle out of my mouth, followed by a fit of deep rumbling coughs, making me regret my amusement.

I start to feel slightly groggy, so I decide a little sleep will do me some good, so I roll over burritoing myself inside my blankets and soon the wonderful embrace of sleep carries me away from the pain of this plague that will surely take my life.

>>>>

I wake up around lunchtime, and blink up at my window offended by the blindingly bright light flowing in through it.

I groan loudly, feeling like my body has aged a full lifetime while I have been asleep. Thankfully though my headache is gone and I don't feel as achy as I did this morning.

I roll over out of my blanket cocoon and grab my phone off the bedside table, noticing it blinking with unchecked notifications. I open my phone to find nothing but worried texts from my friends and a couple from my mother checking up on me.

I smile and reply to her first

To: mommy

From: Jongin

It's good to see that the kindness in your heart hasn't completely disappeared, and yes I am fine, this illness has not take me yet... I'll post hourly updates on my condition, for I feel that hours may be all that I have left

From: kind woman that raised me

To: Future plague fatality

For the last time Jongin, you are not dying, take some more medicine at 2

To: hopeful pessimist

From: unfortunate realist

That's the spirit mother, keep hope alive in your heart... but if I don't get the chance later, I want you to know that I love you and that you've been a wonderful companion all these years

I wait but I don't get a reply and after a couple minutes I know that I won't. I open up other texts, reading concerns and questions wondering where I am (or if I'm ditching, from Jongdae), then I finally reach the one person who actually matters, the one person I want to reply to.

I look at the time and smile to myself, touching the green phone by his name, knowing he's on lunch and won't be able to ignore my call.

"Hello" he picks up after the second ring.

"Hyung" I rasp out.

"Oh Jongin, how are you? Are you taking your medicine?" He asks going into mama Soo mode.

I smile into the phone, pushing out a cough for effect "I'm dying Soo, I don't have much time... there's a couple of things I need to tell you before I die-"

I hear a sigh of annoyance from his side "I talked to your mother already Jongin, it's just a cold"

I shake my head even if he can't see me "poor woman, she's in denial, even as her son is slowly deteriorating in his own bed, she still believes I'll be fine"

Silence stretches on for a couple seconds "have you been torturing your mother all day with this shit?"

I chuckle "just this morning, I actually just woke up, I've been sleeping since she left for work"

"You're a horrible son" Kyungsoo comments "how are you feeling?"

I groan and shift back into my pillows "achy, and tired"

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I not hungry" I state stubbornly.

"Jongin" Kyungsoo chides and I know what's coming "you need to eat, your not going to get any better if your body is too weak to fight off the illness and the only thing that will make it stronger is energy... tell me Jongin, what does our body convert into energy?"

I make a pouty face, but answer knowing it'll only get worse if i don't "food"

"Yes, good boy, now go eat" he orders, followed by a couple of muffled giggles that probably belong to our friends ease dropping on our conversation.

"But I don't have any food, and you know I set the microwave on fire the last time I tried to cook on my own" I whine, just about the time the doorbell rings.

Kyungsoo chuckles "yes you do, enjoy the porridge courtesy of Junmyeon hyung"

I smile at that "thanks hyung, you and Junmyeon"

Kyungsoo sighs contently "you're welcome Jongin, not go eat, don't keep people waiting"

I laugh "ok, I miss you hyung, I love you, bye" then I hang up the phone, and wobbly make my way from my room to the door, for my food.

It is only after I settle myself on the couch with my bowl of food and pororo playing on the tv that I realize what I said to Kyungsoo... And that I am so totally screwed.

>>>>

~Kyungsoo~

"Ok, I miss you hyung, I love you, bye" I hear him say and immediately my cheeks meat up and I blink my wide eyes at the table in front of me, while the line goes silent.

"Is he ok? Did he get the porridge?" Junmyeon hyung asks as I set my phone back on the table.

I had been expecting Jongin to call, actually we all were, knowing that I was the only one he would actually respond to. Come to think of it, I'm the only one who Jongin actually shows affection towards. That doesn't mean he doesn't love all of us, but Jongin and I have always just been closer. I never thought anything about it, I never thought that he could have felt more, because God knows I have.

I could just pass off what he said as a simple best friend 'I love you', but that's the thing, Jongin isn't the type to open up about his feelings like that. The boy is way to shy for that, hell it took me months just to get him to talk to me when Sehun introduced him to our group. Jongin isn't the type to throw around words like that, I've never even heard him say it to his mom, and that woman thinks of me as her second son because I practically live at their house.

"He's fine, just being his normal smart ass self" I say shaking myself out of my thoughts.

"Then why do you look so freaked out?" Baekhyun asks shoving a forkful of lettuce into his mouth "was Jongin masterbating when he called or something?"

I glance up at my best friend and sigh "no, it's just something Jongin said before he hung up... I'm not sure how to interpret it"

"Well, what did he say?" Chen asks joining in on our conversation, the whole table seeming way to interested in Jongins health all of a sudden.

I worry at my lip "well he told me he misses me"

Baekhyun raises an eyebrow "that's it? He says that all the time, hell he texts you that during classes you don't have together when you just saw each other in the hallway before hand"

I nod and find a particular speck on the table really interesting "well he also said that... he... He loves me"

Have you ever heard the sound of ten forks simultaneously dropping against a table? Well let me tell you, it's kind of a haunting sound.

"He... he said what?" Yixing asks with wide eyes.

"Are you sure that's what he said? You didn't hear it wrong?" Sehun buts in.

"How did he say it though? Was he in the right mind?" Kris asks.

I look up, my eyes wide "that could be it. It's just the fever, right?"

Everyone takes the time to give each other questioning glances, seeming to have a complete conversation telepathically, leaving me out on some sort of inside information.

"Guys" I nearly yell, once again gaining everyone's attention "please tell me it's just the fever talking, and that Jongin isn't in love with me"

Jongdae reaches over and grabs my hand "Soo, sweetie, there's something we need to talk about"

I raise an eyebrow "what the hell is this? An intervention?"

Baek sighs "yes, an intervention to get you to pull your head out of your ass and see what's so painfully obvious"

I glance back and forth from everyone at the table, letting an awkwardly nervous laugh escape my lips "what? Am I the only one who's been completely oblivious to my best friend being in love with me?"

Junmyeon nods "and the fact that you're in love with him too"

My jaw drops and my eyes bulge "I am not in love with Jongin... I mean, yes I love him but like a little brother or sometimes even a son... But I don't love him like in a romantic way or sexual way.. ok, ok I have imagined what he looks like naked, but who hasn't? Look at that boy and try not to think about what it would feel like to have those long slender fingers trailing all over your body, or what it would feel like to have that tan flawless skin pressed up against yours, or those damn muscular thighs pressed against the back of your own as he... dear God is it hot in here, or just me?" I finish my rant with a large thick swallow and begin to fan myself.

Luhan, who across the table from me, starts to mimic my actions, and receives a few accusing glances himself "what? He's very descriptive" he defends.

Junmyeon sighs and focuses back on me "What we're saying is, you and Jongin have been best friends for years, you're going to be graduating this year Soo... Do you really want to find out that you loved him when it's time to leave him?"

I swallow thickly again, but this time it's for a different reason "we'll still be in the same city, it's not like I'll never see him again"

"No, but wouldn't you rather have something tethering you and Jongin together till he leaves for University himself?" Kris asks slinging an arm around Tao.

I shake my head "I don't want to get into a relationship with Jongin just so we don't lose contact during my first year at university, I don't want to play with his feelings for me like that, especially if I don't feel the same"

Jongdae smirks "don't you?"

I scrunch my face up in uncertainty, but nothing but stubborn innocence falls off my tongue "no, I dont"

Chanyeol sighs "Kyungsoo, come on think about the way you take care of Jongin, the way you adore the boys childlike antics and thought process that annoys the shit out of the rest of us, or the way you have a very unhealthy obsession with his body, mainly when he's wearing tights"

"But have you seen him in his ballet tights? I mean, come on, that's just unfair" I yell.

Baek laughs and shakes his head "no you come on Kyungsoo, open your eyes and see the obvious, you love that boy and not just like a brother"

I run my tongue across my lips and reunite with the spot on the table I found kinship with earlier "I..." I sigh defeated "I know"

"Wait, what?" Junmyeon questions, leaning forward dramatically.

"I know, ok, I know how I feel about Jongin" I admit.

"Then why were you trying to convince us otherwise?" Jongdae asks.

I shrug "you guys said it yourself, I'm going off to college soon, and I'll be leaving Jongin behind. Someone that looks like that, whose as an amazing person as he is, doesn't wait for a person like me"

"Oh don't even start with that crap, Soo you are fucking hot, I would tap that a million times if I didn't have Minnie" Jongdae mentions, offering a smile to the boy next to him, who's glaring dangers into his soul. 'I'll have to remember to pray for him later'

"That's true Soo, you're a hot little ticket, and we've seen the way Jongin looks at you, trust us... he'd wait forever if you asked him to" Yixing adds, pointing a food adorned fork at me.

I sit back in my seat and cross my arms "why did I never notice this?"

"Maybe you were too wrapped up in your own obsession for Jongin, that you couldn't see his for you" Baek says picking at his lunch "maybe it's something you should talk to him about"

Chanyeol nods agreeing with his boyfriend "it's true hyung, he likes you, you like him, you're both very hot individuals... I mean it's almost a crime not to get with that, especially now that Jongin died his hair white... god it's so fucking hot"

Baek rolls his eyes "stow your fan boy Chanyeol, we all know that Jongin is attractive... but seriously though, Kyungsoo, get that shit on lock, the boy worships you, all you have to do is tell him to jump"

I nod and bite my lip, suddenly nervous "I'll go check on him after school today"

I get a table full of knowing and slightly proud smirks, making my stomach churn with the possibilities of what might happen this afternoon.

>>>>>

~Jongin~

I drowsily drag myself to bed after getting down as much as I could of the food my hyung's had sent over, and I finally realize that even the adorable antics of Pororo and Crong can't keep me awake. I had taken my medicine when my mother had told me to, so now I'm basically a zombie running low on brains. I fall onto my bed dramatically, following it up with a whiny groan.

I'm completely pushing away the knowledge of any and all memories of what happened earlier, blaming it on delirium caused by the fever and actually I'm going to chalk the whole conversation up to being in my head, it was all a hallucination, it never happened. Kyungsoo will understand and probably want to act as if those words were never said as well. In fact, he's probably already forgotten about them as I'm laying here.

I re-burrito myself and quickly start to fall once again into the clutches of sleep, finding peace in my denial of reality and embracing the wonderful dream of a world where Kyungsoo doesn't see me as just his little brother and we are actually happy together.

>>>>

Kyungsoo pulls my shirt over my head, throwing it haphazharardly across the room, a very un-Kyungsoo thing to do, but I can't seem to focus on anything as his small, porcelain like hands run over my chest and stomach, slowly parting his fingers as they glide across my skin, igniting the flesh beneath him in a delicious inferno.

"H-hyung" I breath out, my throat clenching tightly around any form of protest.

"shhhh NiNi, hyung is here, you'll feel better soon, I promise" Kyungsoo's normally low and grainy voice, drops into a husky growl sending surges of electricity rolling through my body.

Kyungsoo brings his thin fingers up my torso, brushing them lightly over my nipples, forcing a whimper from my lips. Heat fills my cheeks and I bite my lip in embracement, but it's quickly pushed from my mind when Kyungsoo eyes darken and an almost feral look passes through them. His hands slide down once more, this time not stopping and heading towards the waistband of my jeans.

His eyes watch my every movement, and every emotion that crosses my face as his fingers tease at the button of my jeans. Torture, is the only word I can summon to the brink of my slowly slipping consciousness, while he slowly undoes the clasp of my jeans, his eyes never once wavering from my own.

"H-hyung please" I resort to begging, suddenly needing a great deal more contact than what he's been giving me.

Kyungsoo smirks slightly, finally taking pity on me, and pulling my jeans along with my boxers down in one quick movement, freeing my half hardened member. I hiss at the cold air attaching my scorching length, bringing my hands up in an attempt to cover myself, but Kyungsoo is quick to slap my hands away.

"Bad Jongin, did hyung give you permission to touch yourself?" he repremands me, holding my hands against my chest, with one of his own.

"but, I wasn't..." I attempt, but quickly silence myself when I receive a bone chilling glare "I-I'm sorry hyung"

Kyungsoo relaxes, offering me an adoring smile, but doesn't say anything further. Instead he reaches out and brushes the tips of his fingertips over my length, causing my hips to buck up seeking friction and warmth. He pushes my hips back onto the bed, and grips onto my now fully hard member, grasping it firmly, almost with an innocent curiosity.

"I'm impressed Jonginnie, you're quiet a big boy" He says glancing between me and my dick with hungry eyes "I want to know if you taste as good as you look"

I gulp thickly, continuing to stare at Kyungsoo with wide eyes, my brain seeming to loose any capability to process anything but pleasure at the moment. And Kyungsoo takes my moment of lost intelligence to press the tip of his tongue to the head of my dick, giving it small kitten licks, lapping up the pre-cum beading from the slit.

"You taste delicious NiNi, does it feel good?" Kyungsoo asks, his eyes glancing to the side to gage my reaction, knowing fully well that this is my first time doing anything like this.

I nod for fear that my speaking abilities might fail me, and reach out to card my fingers through Kyungsoo's hair when he lets go of my hands, admiring the contrast between our different skin tones. His white, flawless skin, pressed against the sun kissed, golden of my own... it's almost beautiful.

Without warning, he envelops his lips around the crown of my member and gives it a good suck, driving a small cry from my lips. I throw my head back against my pillows and focus on keeping my hips still, as his mouth starts to work further and further down my dick, swarming it in a wonderfully maddening heat, that might actually force me into delirium.

"God, Kyungsoo, fuck" I call out as I feel the tip brush the back of his throat.

A loud slap rings through the room, followed by a tingly pain that thrums through my thigh, and Kyungsoo pulls me out of his mouth with an obscene pop "watch your language Jongin"

I whimper at the lost contact and reach out to touch Kyungsoo, needing to feel him against me once again. "h-hyung please"

Kyungsoo smirks once again, pleased at how submissive and needy he's managed to make me with only a small amount of touches. He suddenly reaches for his own shirt, yanking it over his head, then craws onto the bed, straddling my hips, grasping firmly onto my length with his hand giving it a short tug.

"I want to feel you inside of me Jongin" he says, his eyes wild with lust and want. He leans forward and....

I awake with a start, sitting straight up in bed, but quickly groan once the knowledge of what I've just done resonates with my body. I fall back dramatically against my pillows, glaring at my painfully hard erection as it stands proudly beneath my comforter and boxers.

"You're an asshole, can't you see that I'm not feeling well? Why are you even here right now? Leave me alone" but my attempts are useless as it stands there, throbbing and asking for attention.

I sigh angrily and shove my hand inside my boxers, grabbing onto my length, giving it a good tug "are you happy? This better be over quickly so I can go back to b-bed" my words start to stutter as the pleasure of it overtakes my anger of being woken up.

I roll over, hoping the position will help me breath better, but once I come face to face with the one person I don't want to see right now, my eyes go wide and all movement stops.

"H-hyung" I stutter, feeling my cheeks heat up in horrible embarrassment.

Kyungsoo's own cheeks take on an almost florescent glow and he adverts his eyes away from my general area"I-I came t-to check on you, a-and I heard you calling for me... I thought something was... I-I shouldn't ha...I"

My lip trembles, feeling the strong need to cry at how embarrassed I am "I'm sorry hyung, please don't be mad at me... are... are you disgusted?"

Kyungsoo's head snaps up, his eyes finally finding mine, and he's across the room, in record time "no, of course not Jonginnie... I just... it's a little awkward" He sits down on my bed next to me and pats my chest "h-how are you feeling?"

I clear my throat, glad for the attempted subject change "a little blue ballish at the moment, but other wise a little better" I wince at my attempt of a joke and close my eyes "I-I'm sorry hyung, please just ignore m-" I stop talking in an instant, my words unable to escape the trap of my throat along with any and all air that was passing from my lungs.

I feel a slight pressure against my crotch over my blankets. My eyes fly open to meet Kyungsoo's wide ones, seeming to ask for my permission as he rubs me lightly through my comforter. I swallow hard and nod at him, causing him to slide forward a bit so he can go underneath the layers of fabric separating my erection and his hand. When his fingers brush over my hardness, removing my own hand, it's even better than I had dreamt of it being.

I gasp out and search for perchance of anything around me, finding none other that Kyungsoo's free hand. He laces his fingers through mine, as he starts to stroke his hand in long and fluid movements up and down my shaft.

Kyungsoo leans forward, situating himself so he's leaning over me, nearly pressing our chests together. I know what he's searching for, but I turn my head in rejection of the very idea of it.

Not only am I surprised that he wants to kiss me, but this isn't how I imagined kissing the boy I've been in love with for years. Something about his hand on my dick, jerking me off out of pity, just takes all of the romance out of it. His hand stops it's movements much to my disappointment and sends me a questioning look.

"I don't want to get you sick" I wheeze out, covering up the other reasons with a grumbling cough.

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes and untangles our hands to grab the back of my head and force our lips together. His lips are heaven, a perfection I feel almost guilty to have only to myself, but one that I can't imagine letting anyone else have, even though I know they don't belong to me. He resumes stroking me, while he kisses every bit of oxygen I have from my lungs, leaving me lightheaded.

"H-hyung" I moan out, feeling that build once again pulling at my lower abdomen.

Kyungsoo smiles against my lips and quickens his motions, then he looks me dead in the eyes and whispers "cum for me Jongin" And I do, the hardest I ever have in my life, my best friends name once again falling from my mouth.

Kyungsoo continues to pump me through my high, abusing my mouth with kisses the whole time. It gets to the point where it's to much over sensitivity so I push him away, and he gives me a small apologetic smile.

He leaves the room briefly, but comes back a second later with a wet washcloth, pulls me out of my pants and boxers, and starts to wipe me down.

I groan and throw my head back against my pillow "this is so embarrassing"

Kyungsoo clears his throat "well when two people love each other, they should be allowed to take care of one another without it being awkward, besides its not like I haven't seen you naked before"

I sigh "that's different, I wasn't covered in my own cu...wait when two people love each other?"

Kyungsoo glances at me "I caught what you said on the phone earlier Jongin... you don't say those words unless you mean them"

My lips move like a fish gasping for air, but nothing comes out. I just stare at Kyungsoo with wide eyes, praying that he won't hate me for this.

"It's ok Jongin, I love you too, I think a a part of me always has, but I figured you wouldn't want someone like me when you're.. someone like you" Kyungsoo says, dropping my gaze and walking over to my dresser "and plus I'm leaving for collage soon and I figured you wouldn't want to be held down by someone who's not with you all the tim-"

I'm off my bed and across the room in seconds, wrapping my arms around Kyungsoo's tiny waist, silencing him from any further excuses "hyung, you're perfect, why wouldn't I want you, and yes we won't be together all the time and it'll suck but I don't want anyone else... I want you"

Kyungsoo turns around in my arms and looks up at me with wide eyes "really?"

I nod "I didn't think you'd want me actually, I didn't want to tie you down to some high school kid, and I figured that I'm too childish for someone like you to want to be with"

"I love your childishness though, it's cute and endearing, and you're not just some high school kid Jongin, you're my best friend, and I really care about you" he says, placing a hand on my chest.

I blink at him "did... did we just confess to each other?"

Kyungsoo laughs "I think we did"

Our eyes catch, and I find nothing but love and happiness staring back at me. My eyes flick to his lips, his beautiful heart shaped lips, that I've had dreams of spending hours kissing. I start to lean down, my heart pounding at the mere thought that I'd finally get the perfect post-confession kiss. One without my mind being clogged by lust and confusion over what it means, but an all too familiar feeling takes over and i turn my head quickly. I cough loud and hard, letting go of Kyungsoo and stepping back, covering my mouth so I don't get any direct germs on him.

What was I thinking, about to kiss Kyungsoo, It's bad enough that he's already kissed me once already. I don't want to think about how guilty it'd make me if he gets sick.

Kyungsoo sighs and grabs my free hand, steering me back to the bed, he takes a minute to put a clean pair of boxers on me, which I completely forgot I didn't have on, causing another round of heat to press through my cheeks, then he lays me down and covers me up.

"You should have stayed in bed" he chides.

I pout "but I wanted to hug you" I reach out my arms, making grasping movements with my hands like a child would when they want to be picked up "I still do"

Kyungsoo sighs and climbs on my bed with me, pulling me into his arms and setting my head on his chest "there, better?"

I nod "I meant what I said by the way"

"About what?" He asks, beginning to rub my back gently.

"That I love you"

His hand stills, but only for a second, then I feel his lips press to my head "I love you too Jonginnie, now get some sleep so you can get better and you can actually kiss me without coughing up a lung"

I blush again, but smile nonetheless "ok hyung"

>>>>

The next couple of days are that of pure bliss and of pure hell. I stay in bed most of the time, fighting off this cold, in and out of sleep. Kyungsoo has basically moved into my room, only leaving to go to school and back to his house to get cloths and other things he needs.

I love having Kyungsoo around, just his presence is a comfort to me, but the fact that I can't really do much but cuddle him and talk to him is near torture. For years I've dreamed of what I'd do if I finally got Kyungsoo, for years I've wanted to map out ever inch of his body, but now that I've got him in my grasp, literally, I can't touch him.

I can't kiss Kyunsoo, I can't touch kyungsoo, I can barely even talk to Kyungsoo because I'm to exhausted from being sick. This 'having him here, but not being allowed to have him' is really starting to piss me off. I'm angry at my own body for not being healthy enough, I'm angry at the medicine companies for not making faster medication, and more importantly I'm mad at my stupid penis for being impatient.

Kyungsoo sleeps in my bed every night now, so my senses are invaded by him all night long. His smell, his feel, and his sounds, steadily attack me one after the other and by the time I wake up, I'm so hard it almost hurts. I think I do a good job at hiding it from the older as he runs around getting ready for school.

Then he gives me a kiss on the forehead and leaves me in piece so I can jack off to the smell of Kyungsoo's shampoo still fresh on my pillow, which makes me feel like the biggest pervert in the world. Kungsoo has been so sweet and wonderful with taking care of me, and all I can manage to do is to think with my dick. My sweet little angel Soo deserves so much better than the mess of a person I am right now. This is very much a bittersweet existence indeed.

>>>>

"How's Jongin doing? Junmyeon asks while we're setting our books in our lockers at the end of the school day.

I sigh slightly and place my biology book on the shelf "he's getting better, he might be back in school by the end of the week"

Junmyeon shakes his head "goodness, when that boy does something he really commits, I mean I've never see anyone get as sick as Jongin does and he just has a cold"

I bite at my bottom lip "I know, his mom says that it always two times worse for him than anyone else, something about a weak immune system"

Junmyeon sighs "poor guy"

I chuckle and feel a blush slip onto my cheeks "in more ways than one"

"What do you mean?" Jongdae asks shutting his locker on the other side of mine "is something else wrong other than him being sick"

I lower my head a bit "well he seems to be having a slight problem"

"What problem?" Junmyeon asks his eyebrows furrowing in concern.

"Well..." I take a deep breath "he keeps waking up with a...situation"

"What situation?" Junmyeon questions.

Before I can answer Jongdae's loud "ooooh" breaks in "you mean little Jongin is wanting attention?"

I roll my eyes and burry my face in my hands "oh my god, yes... but you don't have to say it like that"

Baekhyun snorts "wait...you mean you guys haven't...?"

I shake my head "don't be ridiculous, he's been so sick that he could barely use the bathroom on his own, how would he be able to do...that?"

Junmyeon looks back and forth between our faces "I'm missing something, what are you guys talking about?"

Jongdae places an arm around Baekhyun "poor little Jongin... and his mini Jongin, are sexually frustrated and keeps waking up hard"

Junmyeon's eyebrows shoot up and his eyes widen, making me feel like we just corrupted a toddler "oh...oooh"

I swallow thickly and breath deeply "you guys are stupid" I grumble before slamming my locker closed "but seriously, what do I do? I want to help, but I don't want to overexert him"

Jongdae smiles deviously and places a hand on my shoulder 'always such a player Dae, you'd lose that hand if Minseok was around though' "listen, all you have to do is get him all nice an riled up, then lend a helping hand and see where it leads"

I roll my eyes "yes, because as everyone knows I'm the master of seduction"

Beakhyun snorts "baby Soo, you could be wearing a garbage bag and Jongin would want to jump you, all you have to do is let him get a good view of that ass and he's yours"

I groan and let my head hit the locker "guys I don't know if I can do this, I'm nothing but a giant fail when it comes to sexy, is there anything else I can do?"

Jongdae hums "you can devote your life to god and never have sex"

"Kyungsoo?" Baekhyun asks after a few seconds of silence on my end.

"I'm considering, will I still be allowed to see Jongin once I make my vow to god?"

Junmyeon groans and grabs me by my shoulders forcing me to face him "Oh my god, Kyungsoo, you are not joining the covenant, you are going to put your big boy panties on, go over to your boyfriends house and seduce the shit out of him, you are a confidence, sexy, and independent gay man... you can do this Soo"

I take in a large breath, a wave of confidence and reassurance rolling over me from Junmyeon's words. He's right, I'm strong, and sexy, I can do this, I can seduce Jongin.

"You're right" I say standing up straighter "i can do this, I will do this"

I grab onto my backpack and give a short nod to Junmyeon "wish me luck"

"Go get it, kid" Junmyeon says with an almost proud smile.

Baekhyun pats my back "go get that D, Kyungsoo"

I smile, refreshed with a wave of confidence flowing through my veins, walking down the hall, determined in my mission now, but before i make it through the front doors I catch "just make sure to keep him hydrated, you don't want him to start coughing while he's balls deep" I groan, cursing Jongdae and his very existence.

>>>>

~Jongin~

"Jongin?" Kyungsoo calls as he comes in the door, "I have something for you"

My eyes widen and I roll over onto my side, facing away from the door, just in time for him to barge in. I hear him quietly pad across the floor and feel the bed dip down when he sits.

"Jonginnie" Kyungsoo shakes my shoulder "hey I brought you home a treat, since your mom thinks you'll be able to go back to school by Thursday"

I bite at my lip, slightly panicking, I am so flustered i don't know what to do, I didn't even have time to take my hand off of my dick, but if I do it now he'll know. I groan and go to roll onto my stomach, maybe if he thinks I'm sleeping he'll leave and I can finish quickly.

"No you don't, you've been sleeping all day, besides I brought you some ice cream, it'll make you feel better"

I clear my throat "ok, c-can you go put it in a bowl"

"I got spoons, we can share, you're not germy anymore, so it'll be fine. Now come on, sit up, let's watch something together and eat this before it melts" he says pulling on my shoulder to get me to roll over.

I whimper "hyung"

"What Jongin?"

I sigh and decide to just get the humiliation over with and roll over, my tent very obvious even through the thick comforter.

Kyungsoo stares at me for a couple minutes, his eyes alight with concern, until they finally travel down to my very obvious problem, then they shine heavy with confusion, and something i'm unsure of. He sits back and I can almost see a decision being made in his head and I'm dying to know what he's thinking.

"J-Jongin, why did you try to hide this from me?" he aks, his voice thick and husky.

A shiver travels up my spine "because it's weird and i'm a pervert"

He chuckles and shakes his head "you're not a pervert Jongin"

"Yes I am, I've been popping random boners since you've been staying here, and you've been nothing short of an angel, and I'm a pervert, I'm disgusting" I attempt to roll over again, but Kyungsoo stops me, and pulls back the blankets, then proceeds to climb onto the bed, kneeling next to me.

"You're not a pervert Jongin, you're a man, and honestly it's very flattering that you can pop a boner while I'm in baggy ratty sweatpants and a t-shirt, before I even take a shower in the mornings, or fix my hair... I mean if you can find me sexy at those times, I can't imagine how bad you want me when I'm actually trying"

I sigh and brush some hair out of his eyes "you're always sexy to me hyung, I can't get enough of you, you're intoxicating"

Kyungsoo smiles and leans down, placing his lips against mine, taking his time and forcing electric shocks through my body. Heat pools all over me, driving my mind closer and closer to insanity. Kyungsoo's lips are so soft against mine, and they tast like the sweetest pastry known to man.

I groan and push Kyungsoo back by his shoulder "hyung, you're driving me insane, I... i'm losing it... I need..."

Kyungsoo grins and sits up "i know Jongin... let hyung take care of you" he says before grabbing at the waistband of my sweatpants and starting to slowly pull them down my legs, his knuckles grazing down my legs the whole way, bringing a whole new meaning to pleasure.

"G-god Kyungsoo" I gasp "touch me hyung"

"Patience NiNi, don't rush hyung" he chides, leaning his head down, and beginning to mouth my hardness through my boxers.

"Shit, hyung" I groan, trying my best to keep my hips from thrusting upwards.

Kyungsoo sits up and gives me a stern look "language NiNi"

I swallow hard "s-sorry hyung"

Kyungsoo seeming satisfied with my apology, gets to work of taking off my boxers, sliding them down even slower than he took off my sweat pants and throws them across the room to the hamper. I almost want to snort at how neat he is, even while he's on his knees in front of my hardened member, but the look in his eyes as he stares at my length has every drop of amusement dyeing out and replacing it with lust.

Soo doesn't even hesitate, he just beds down and wraps his small hand around my girth, giving it a light squeeze before sliding his hand up then back down, forcing a whine out of my lips. The sounds don't stop, only increase in volume and frequency as Kyungsoo's lips soon find their way to the head, giving it a good suck, then he twirls his tongue around the head before pulling back to give me a smirk.

"Do you know how long I've wanted to taste you Jongin? Do you know how many times I've wrapped my hand around my own dick at the thought of having yours in my mouth, or inside of me?" he comments, then licks a slow thick strip up the underneath of my length, from base to tip "god, Jongin, I've wanted you for so long, I even came completely untouched once to the thought of you pounding into me"

I groan at the words rolling off of Kyungsoo's tongue, pretty sure they should be illegal "I... I've wanted you too hyung... so long" I manage to squeak out.

He chuckles and wrap his lips around me, pushing me further and further into his mouth, hallowing his cheeks sending me into a whole other level of ecstasy I didn't even know existed. I bite at my lip desperately, trapping every curse word that wants to spill from my mouth at the moment.

I feel the tip of my member, hit the back of his throat, and a high pitched sound falls from my lips, which I would have been embarrassed about if not for the fact that Kyungsoo was swallowing me down the back of his throat like a pro, forcing any emotion but pleasure to escape my notice.

I feel the familiar pool of an orgasm starting to tighten in my abdomen, the intensity of which I'm unsure i'll be able to make it through, but before I can even warn Kyungsoo about it coming, he pulls me out, giving a final suck to the tip then sitting up, wiping excess saliva off his chin.

"W-why?" I breath out, not even sure if the word was coherent enough to understand.

Kyungsoo smirks, clearly catching what I said, and reaches for the hem of his shirt, pulling the thin fabric over his head and throwing it to the hamper to join my own cloths "because NiNi, I want you to cum inside of me, I want you to fuck me"

My dick twitches at those words and I reach out for him, flipping our positions, so I'm positioned between his legs, our erections pressed together making both of us groan at the contact. All exhaustion and slight delirium forgotten, I roll my hips down, erecting a gasp from his lips and making him wrap his arms around my shoulders pulling our bare chests together.

"Jongin, I need you" Kyungsoo whispers in my ear, his lips ghosting over the shell of it, doing terrible things to my coherency.

An animalistic growl rumbles through my chest and I reach for the button of his jeans, nearly ripping the fabric off the small boy underneath me. I stop for a second after I get the boy naked, admiring the wonder that is Do Kyungsoo. His thighs thick and smooth, his small little waist barely showing a hint of abs, and just his body in general, so petite and milky. He's perfection in human form, and right now he's laying under me, ready to be taken.

I trail my palms down the back of his thighs, up to cup his ass giving it a firm squeeze, relishing in the moan I receive in response.

"God, you're so beautiful hyung" I say, leaning down to capture his lips in a hungry, sloppy kiss that only adds fuel to the fire that is currently scorching my insides.

"J-Jongin, please" he gasps, almost making me want to laugh at how quickly our roles have been reversed.

I reach between us and grab both of our members in my hand, stroking lazily as I take my time exploring Kyungsoo's mouth, while my other hand makes an exploration of it's own all over his breathtakingly smooth skin. He starts to emit small breathy moans and gasps, canting his hips up to meet my strokes, seeking more friction.

I chuckle and lean up stopping every action, receiving a small whine from him "don't worry hyung, I'm just getting the lube" I reach inside the drawer of my bedside table and pull out a small bottle "no matter how much I want to just pound you into my mattress right now, I don't want to hurt you"

Kyungsoo nods and bites at his lip, while I pour some of the slick substance onto my fingers, then he spreads his legs wide, exposing himself to me in one of the rawest ways. I lean over him, circling my finger around his entrance.

I place a kiss to his temple and push inside of him, slowly easing in as far as I can. He releases a small moan and pulls at my hair while I attach my lips into his nipple to distract him from the uncomfortableness. The second and third finger gets added quickly, till Kyungsoo is thrusting his hips up to meet my own.

"Jongin, please, I want you" Kyungsoo calls out.

I don't waist any time questioning it, and quickly retrieve my fingers and position myself so I'm pressed against the outside of his entrance.

"Are you ready?" I ask smoothing the hair off of his sweat drenched forehead.

He nods vigorously, biting at his lip and tightening his arms around my neck. I take my own lip between my teeth, and slowly sink into his intoxicating heat, burying myself till I'm completely inside of him.

I groan at the tight warmth clamping around me, as both of our chests heave at the intense pleasure of being connected like this.

"Shit, you feel amazing" I rasp out, and Kyungsoo flicks my forehead, reminding me about my mouth, which I reply to by slightly pulling out and pushing back in.

Kyungsoo gasps and hooks his ankles together behind my back, clearly giving me the ok to keep going. I slide back almost all of the way out this time and push back in with more force, gaining another moan from the boy beneath me.

I pick up a rythem thrusting in harder and faster, grasping hard at Kyungsoos hips, not caring at the

moment if I leaves bruises.

"H-hyung I'm not going to last long, please tell me y-you're close" I groan out, leaning down to place my head on his chest as I start to erratically snap my hips forward without a rhythm to it.

Kyungsoo cards his fingers through my hair "it's ok Jongin"

"But what about you?" I whine trying to keep myself from blowing inside of him at any second.

I feel him nosing around my ear, as if he is nuzzling me "cum for me NiNi"

I gasp and decide that this isn't how I want out first time to end. I grab onto Kyungsoo's length and slow dow my thrusts slightly, syching up the motions, producing the most erotic feeling ever. Kyungsoo moans loudly and arches his back, mumbling incoherent words in English, which confuses me for a second, but once I resituate myself and he lets out I high pitched scream, I forget anything else, but my mission to abuse that spot, till he comes undone.

"Jongin" Kyungsoo calls out, wrapping his arms around my shoulder and pulling me close "please"

His voice comes out in a low rumble, vibrating his chest and sending electric shocks down my spine. I just can't hold it in any longer after that. I grasp tightly onto Kyungsoo and come hard with his name painted on my tongue, and his pleasured screams in my ear.

I collapse against him and he wraps his arms around me, as I continue to rut inside of him, riding out our orgasms.

I snuggle my face into the crook of his neck, breathing in the addicting smell of Kyungsoo "I love you hyung" I whisper into his ear.

Kyungsoo tightens his hold on me, not even mentioning the fact that I'm still inside him "I love you too Jongin"

>>>>>

"What are you laughing about?" I ask as his chest continues to rumble with his silent laughter.

Kyungsoo sighs, shaking his head "i just didn't think the sexy godlike Kim Jongin would go for a nerdy, average Do Kyungsoo, it just doesn't make sense, why hold out for me, when you can have anyone"

I place my hand under his chin and force him to look into my eyes "Kyungsoo, you're beautiful and perfect... fuck what everyone else thinks... I just want you Soo, i'd wait forever for you if you asked"

He blushes slightly and ducks his head into the crook my my neck, mumbling something I can't quiet decipher and stuffing another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"What was that?" I ask, palcing my hands on either side of his face, pulling his head up to face me, and squishing his cheeks up in the process, till he swallows.

He sighs defeated "I said 'you'll change your mind when we're not together everyday"

I smirk at him and lean forward, licking off a bit of melted ice cream left on his lips "never, Now that I've had a taste of you Do Kyungsoo, you're mine... I'm not letting you go, ever"

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes "how can you be so sure of that?"

"Because" I say placing a small kiss on his lips "I love you Kyungsoo, and I mean that"

He bites his lip trying to contain the wide grin that wants to break across his face. He knows how much those words mean to me, he knows how seriously I take them. I don't say them unless I mean them, and it takes a lot of trust for me to say these words, but saying them to Kyungsoo feels as easy as breathing. It's like I was always meant to say them to him, like they've always been waiting in my throat, waiting for me to figure out that they belong to my best friend.

"I love you too Jongin" Kyungsoo says finally releasing his grin to me, and I have to say, I will never question love songs that compare their lovers smiles to rainbows and sunsets ever again.

I chuckle "maybe getting sick wasn't that bad, at least I can tell everyone that I survived the plague and got the guy in the end"

Kyungsoo rolls his eyes "who said you got the guy?"

I snort "why else would you be here on a Friday night, eating ice cream and watching crappy k-dramas with me?"

Kyungsoo shrugs "this is what I always do on Fridays nights"

I smile and cock my head "maybe then I've always had you and just didn't realize it"

Kyungsoo smirks and snuggles closer to me "we've always had each other Jongin, we were just so busy trying to figure out how to prevent the illness, we didn't recognize the symptoms before it was to late"

I smile at him "the plague got us both then"

He nods "I hear this plague is taking everyone down and it doesn't have a cure"

I wink at him, leaning forward to touch our heads together "Best not to fight it then"

Kyungsoo dips his spoon into the tub and brings it up to my lips "Eh, I'm a lover not a fighter"

I laugh and wrap my arms around him and push him down onto the bed "let's be lovers together then"

"Are you asking me to be your boyfriend Jongin?" Kyungsoo asks, placing the ice cream tub on the table beside the bed.

I worry at my lip and take a deep breath of courage "yes, Kyungsoo hyung.. will you be my boyfriend?"

Kyungsoo smiles and pulls me down for a kiss that takes like cookie dough flavored ice cream and kyungsoo, one of the most delicious flavors I've ever experienced "yes Jongin, I thought you'd never ask"

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My Chickens!!!

Yeah Kaisoo smutty smut everyone!!!

I honestly don't know where this came from, but you're welcome!!

As always, I love you guys!!

~M~