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In My Dreams: Chapter 10

HeeeeeY!! So I have decided to let the kpop loving side of me free and unleash one of my (many) kpop fanifcs! This one has been well liked on AFF so I hope you guys like it too!! ^^ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Description: Junhong lead a hard life. Taken in by his abusive acoholic Aunt and Uncle after a tragic accident that lead to his parents death was only just the beginning of his pain. He never fit in at school, bullying had become a daily routine, and being openly gay in a closed minded town didn’t exactly help his current social situation. Junhong lived most of his life with his head down praying that invisibility be his friend. But in the flash of a moment everything changed. Finding himself somehow transported to a foreign land he’s given a second chance at life. A chance to make new friends, new relationships, a brand new beginning he thought he would never have. But it will not be without its ups and downs, the biggest hardship being the handsome face in his new group of friends. In the end Junhong will have to make the biggest decision of his life, does he return to everything he knows to be with his family like he’s expected, or will he stay in this strange new land and give up everything for love?

Pairings: Banglo, Daejong, Himjae

Rating: M (SMUT INVOLVED!!!)

Characters: Yongguk, Zelo, Himchan, Daehyun, Jongup, Youngjae, Oc’s

Hope you all enjoy!! ^^

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Chapter 10:

Daehyun was in his tent, lying back trying to come up with some way to bring Yongguk and Junhong together after what had happened the other day…nothing. He had no clue what to do. Junhong was too shy and Yongguk was too closed off. How do you bring two people like that together?!

“Daehyun!” he perked up at the sound of his name being screeched across camp, “Daehyun! Where are you?!”

“Himchan?!” he sat up as he called back.

Not two seconds later pounding footsteps approached his tent and Himchan's head popped inside. “Daehyun!” his eyes widened as he finally found him, “Come with me, quickly!”

“Himchan,” he began with a serious tone, “I have no time for your weirdness today. I'm busy trying to coordinate operation Yongguk and Junhong.”

“You’ll want to see this!”

Daehyun laid back ignoring Himchan, “I'm sure whatever it is can wait, this is far more important.”

Himchan huffed backing out of the tent then reached a hand back in to grab one of Daehyun's legs, dragging him out of the tent. “Ya!” Daehyun cried, “Himchan I told you I don’t have time for this!”

He kept pulling Daehyun through camp despite his protests, past the Chief’s tent, and towards the fire pits. “You are coming with me whether you like it or not. This is important!”

Himchan pulled Daehyun all the way across camp to the pits, stopping a short distance away and crouching behind a tent. Daehyun got up from the ground, disgruntled and mumbling to himself as he brushed off the dirt. “Seriously, Himchan,” he growled, “why did you drag me here?”

Himchan reached behind him pulling Daehyun to sit beside him and whispered, “Look! I guess we don’t need your plan after all.”

Daehyun squinted in the dim light, looking towards the pit they always sat in and found the two people he thought he would never see together. “Is… is that, Yongguk and Junhong?!”

“Yep,” Himchan nodded.

“They are talking!” Himchan put a finger to his mouth to quite him, “how did this happen?”

“Earlier today Yongguk came to ask my advice on how to handle Junhong since he yelled at the poor boy the other day. So I gave him some of my golden wisdom and I found them like this.” He smiled in triumph.

The two remained crouched behind the tent, watching as Yongguk and Junhong sat for the longest time talking to each other. Yongguk then got up from his seat across from Junhong and sat beside him, pulling the boy into his side and holding him there.

“Himchan!” the boy beside him gripped his arm tightly, shaking it with excitement, “Himchan, look at them!”

“I see, I see,” he laughed.

“Finally,” Daehyun stood with his hands on his hips, “all my hard work has paid off!”

“What do you mean your hard work?” Himchan stood facing him, “I was the one who got them talking, all you did was make things worse!”

“Jung Daehyun!” the two boys instantly paled at the scornful voice approaching them, “we need to talk!”

With two hands up in the air he quickly shouted, “Whatever it is I didn’t do it!”

“I'm sure.” Jongup was now standing before Daehyun, Youngjae on his heels, “you’ve been avoiding me for two days now, because you know exactly what you did! How could you? Poor Jun Hong, rejected all day and then you go and get him yelled at by Yongguk! Do you know that he wants to give up now? That he has been crying for days? What is wrong with you? Where is your brain? Are you even listening to me?!”

“Uppie, wait!” he took his boyfriends shoulders and turned him in the direction of the pits, “look at them now!”

Jongup's eyes widened at the scene before him. Yongguk and Junhong not only sitting together but wrapped in each others arms. “Youngjae!” he reached around for his friend, “Youngjae, do you see this!?”

Youngjae then stepped forwards to see the same scene as Jongup and nearly cried. “It worked! He finally looked at Junhong! He's the one!”

“Oh god, they’re coming!” Jongup turned, grabbing Youngjae and ducked behind the tent with Himchan and Daehyun.

They held their breath as Yongguk and Junhong walked past them and back towards the tents. The four decided to follow them back, trying to be as quite as possible so they wouldn’t notice. Halfway back to camp Yongguk held out his hand to Junhong, asking if it was ok to hold his, Jongup and Youngjae nearly passed out when Junhong accepted the offer. The two of them walked back to the tents hand in hand, pressed close together, with the other four close enough to watch their every move.

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Holding Zelo's hand was the most content Yongguk had felt in months. He found himself not totally surrounded by the darkness that came with his brothers passing as he had before, and smiling didn’t seem so hard anymore, so forced.

They reached their tent and he unzipped the door for Zelo to crawl in, but before he could he pulled him back, “Zelo, I just wanted to say that I am really sorry for what I said to you the other day. Everything I have been through in the last few months has changed me into something I never wanted to be, but I realize that you have been hurt to and I'm sorry if I upset you. Since my brothers death I have become so closed off and I realize now that all I have done is hurt everyone around me, but I will try to change that. I just ask that you be patient with me. You make me feel something that I have never felt before, I feel so…different, when I'm around you. There is something about you Zelo that I don’t ever want to let go, and clearly my brother thinks we are meant to be together. So from here on out I will protect you no matter the cost, if you’ll let me, and I promise I wont ever hurt you again. I'm sorry, Zelo.”

Zelo smiled at his kind words, no one had ever made him feel so loved. “Yongguk, I forgive you,” he began, “but there is nothing for you to be sorry for. We both have our reasons, our rough pasts that made us who we are, but now that we know each other a bit better maybe we can work on helping one another to let them go. Now come on, let’s sleep.”

Zelo crawled into the tent first and Yongguk made to follow him. Leaning down he was surprised when Zelo stuck his head out of the tent and kissed his cheek before turning a bright tomato red and quickly going back inside. It took a minute for Yongguk to gather himself, a small smile creeping across his face, before he ducked down and crawled in beside an already sleeping Zelo.

Yongguk leaned over him, and before placing a sweet kiss on his cheek whispered, “Sweet dreams my pink haired prince,” placing an arm across him, pulling him into his chest. Zelo rolled over at the touch, nestling his face into the crook of Yongguk's neck and the two fell asleep wrapped in each others arms.

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“Fector’s! Rise and shine!” Yongguk's booming voice outside Daehyun's tent woke him from his sleep. “Let’s go! Center yard, ten minutes!”

Rolling over he shook Jongup awake and the two began getting ready for training and left the tent. “You go ahead, I have to wake up Junhong.”

“Alright, I’ll meet you there.” Jongup ran off with a smile and Daehyun turned to pop his head into the tent beside him.

“Junhong, time to get up-” he was surprised to find the tent empty and backed out confused. Normally he wakes Junhong up every morning since he still isn’t used to their early training schedule.

He ran to the center yard in a bit of a panic, finding his friends and quickly asking, “Has anyone seen Junhong? I went to wake him but he wasn’t in his tent.”

Himchan flashed Daehyun a devilish smirk and pointed behind him. Daehyun gave the same reaction as he turned to find a very bouncy Junhong following behind an all too happy Yongguk.

The two walked over and the squad stood at attention upon their leader’s arrival. “You guys ready?” Yongguk beamed as Junhong came to stand beside him, their arms touching.

“Sir, yes, sir!” the squad replied.

“Then let’s move!”

Yongguk walked towards the center of the yard and Junhong saluted the other four boys with a giggle before turning and following him. For the rest of their training session the four boys watched on as Yongguk and Junhong became closer and closer, and all were amazed at how much the young boy had managed to change Yongguk in just one night. He was back to his old self, smiling, laughing, you could even see the change in his eyes, and they were all thankful to have their friend back to normal.

The two fooled around with each other all morning, and the four boys could think of nothing more precious. During push-ups Yongguk walked past Junhong and knocked him over with a kick of his foot and the two tried very hard not to laugh. When it came time for sit-ups they partnered with each other, and when Junhong would start to get tired Yongguk would lean forwards to place a small encouraging kiss on his nose, and Junhong would be coming back for more, completely forgetting he was tired at all. For the last part of their training they had a ten mile run and halfway through Junhong jumped on Yongguk's back and he carried him the rest of the way back to camp. Even though it had been such a short amount of time they had completely fallen for each other, and it was all thanks to Yongguk's brother for bringing them together, for saving them both.

After training the squad made way for the food tent for lunch and everyone sat together except the two new love birds, opting to sit at their own table. The four could see from their place that the two of them had their legs wrapped around each others under the table as they happily chatted away to each other.

Daehyun turned to his friends with a satisfied expression and raised a hand, “Mission complete! Job well done team!” and the other three boys joined him in a celebratory high five.

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Night fell upon him quicker then he anticipated. Yongguk had been kept up in the Chief’s tent since after lunch and was starting to feel more then a bit restless. He looked down to Zelo, his head on his lap sleeping soundly, and gently shook him awake. “Zelo…” the boy stirred, “Zelo, I'm done here for now, but I was wondering if you wanted to come somewhere with me?”

Zelo nodded and rubbed his eyes, standing and taking Yongguk's outstretched hand as he lead him away from the tent. A few minutes later found them standing a few feet away from the pits and Yongguk stopped. Zelo looked to him as he stared towards their friends all laughing together by the fire, “I haven’t come here since my brother was killed.”

Zelo gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, “It’s ok, Yongguk.”

With a little coaxing from Zelo they continued forward towards the rest of their squad, Himchan being the first to notice their arrival. “Yongguk! You finally decided to show up.”

He sat down beside Himchan and gestured for Zelo to sit in his lap, wrapping his arms around him as he did, “Yeah, sorry I haven’t been around much lately.”

Himchan clasped a hand on his shoulder, “It’s nice to have you back.” Yongguk smiled and fell right back into routine, talking and laughing just like old times, and he found himself thinking how much he had missed this.

Daehyun was just in the middle of telling one of his long winded stories, everyone sitting on the edge of their seats with anticipation, when screams and cries from across camp had them holding their breath. A serge of panic hit Yongguk's chest and he pulled the boy in his lap closer.

“What’s going on?!” Jongup asked as Daehyun grabbed him, frantically searching for an explanation.

Hurried footsteps came from behind them and they turned to find Chief, out of breath and covered in blood, motioning for Yongguk. “Yongguk, we need you, I’ll explain on the way.”

“On my way!” he stood and placed Zelo beside Himchan before saying to him, “Zelo, stay with Himchan, I’ll come back for you.”

“Zelo?” Jongup questioned.

“Yongguk gave me a new name!” Zelo beamed, “to start my new life here on Hallia with you guys.” With a kiss to the forehead Yongguk ran off with Chief in tow towards the chaos.

At the front of the camp it was madness. The Zalteck squad had returned form their mission but had been brutally ambushed, lost half of their members, and the rest of them severely wounded. Yongguk did as much as he could to help, assisting those who weren’t so badly wounded, and bringing in stretchers for those who needed more help, trying his best to get everyone to the medical tent as quickly as possible.

“Yongguk!” he turned to find Chief with the leader of the Zalteck squad, blood covering his face and his shirt, not sure how much of it was actually his.

“What happened out there?” Yongguk asked

“We were ambushed!” he breathed, “We didn’t even make it to where we were supposed to go. They were waiting for us half way there and we weren’t ready for them. You have to evacuate base now, they are coming here with more men then we can handle.” He fell to the ground with a grunt of pain and Yongguk motioned for a stretcher to take him.

Chief landed a hand on his shoulder and turned him, “Yongguk, get your squad and get everyone to evacuate camp. Bring as much supplies as you can get but be quick about it. I want everyone moving in less then fifteen minutes.”

“Got it,” and with that Yongguk ran off back to the pits.

He found his squad exactly where he had left them and jumped back in the pit to give instructions, “Zalteck was ambushed.”

“How bad is it?” Himchan stood, grabbing Youngjae and Zelo to stand with him.

“Bad,” he turned to address the rest of the squad, “and now they are coming for the rest of us, apparently in numbers greater then ours. Chief wants everyone packed and out of here in fifteen. I need your help to get everyone moving.”

The squad nodded and began climbing out of the pit. “Yongguk, what do I do?” Zelo asked with concerned eyes.

“Stay with, Himchan. Everyone meet back at our camp site in ten minutes ready to go, and Himchan, please watch Zelo.” He nodded and Yongguk turned to place a hand on Zelo's cheek, “I’ll see you there, be safe.”

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Himchan, Youngjae, and Zelo along with a few other soldiers helped to empty the medical tent before heading back to their camp site. When they arrived, Daehyun and Jongup had already packed up everything and now they were just waiting on Yongguk’s return.

To Zelo's relief he showed up a few minutes later carrying enough guns for the whole squad, “You guys ready to go?” he asked as he took hold of Zelo's waist.

They nodded and all began walking towards the front of camp to join the rest of the soldiers to march forwards.

The journey away from camp was endless and tireless, and definitely something Zelo was not used to. They had so far travelled for three days trying to put as much distance between themselves and Zalteck’s attackers as they possibly could. To say that Zelo was not only physically, but mentally exhausted was an understatement.

On day four Zelo was walking with Youngjae and Jongup ahead of the rest of their squad, the only thing on his mind was that he had to just keep going until they found a safe place to set up base.

“So,” Jongup's voice broke his concentration, “you and Yongguk… how’s that going? Are you two official yet?”

Zelo chuckled, “I'm not really sure.

“What do you mean?” Youngjae cut in.

“Well,” he began, “we hold hands, kiss on the cheek, that kind of stuff, but nothing more then that has happened, and he hasn’t said anything to clarify exactly what we are. I just hope I'm doing things right. I have never had a relationship before, I don’t want to scare him away.”

“Don’t worry, Zelo,” Youngjae gave him a smile, “Yongguk is an extremely intimidating person on the outside but on the inside he's really shy, and he's never had a relationship before either. Give him some time and I'm sure it will work itself out.”

“I hope you're right.”

Youngjae gave him a bump on the arm as he scoffed, “Of course I am.”

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Himchan, Yongguk, and Daehyun were walking together, eyes on the three boys before them. “What do you think they’re talking about?” Himchan asked.

“I'm just glad Zelo's having a good time.” Yongguk smiled as he watched Jongup lean in and whisper something to Zelo who laughed.

Himchan looked to him with a smirk, “You two seem to be getting along quite well considering what happened before.”

“Yeah,” Daehyun nudged Yongguk, “so have you asked him to be your boyfriend yet?”

“Not exactly…”

Himchan looked to him in disbelief, “What do you mean, not exactly? What are you waiting for, Yongguk?”

“I…I don’t know,” he put his head down suddenly finding interest in the ground below him, “I guess I just don’t know what to say.

Himchan scoffed, “it’s easy, just-” before he could finish the entire procession before them stopped dead, “what's going on?”

The three of them made their way past the three boys in front of them, taking their hands, and went to the front of the group to find Chief.

“Chief,” Yongguk looked to him.

Zelo squeezed closer to Yongguk, pushing his way to the front so he could see what was happening. Before them lay a massive swamp, at least fifty meters across and no end on either side that Zelo could see.

Chief shook his head then turned to Yongguk, “Well, what do you think?”

“I see no way around it,” he began, “we could try finding another way around but it may end up being a waste of our time, then we risk the distance we put between us and the enemy. So the only option I see here is walking through it. It doesn’t look to deep, the machines can make it through no problem and I don’t see any issue with us walking through.”

“And the wounded?”

Yongguk turned to look at the men carrying stretchers of wounded soldiers behind him, “Put the wounded Zalteck members on the machines along with the medical supplies, but that’s it, everyone else has to walk, there’s no more room.”

“Very good, Yongguk.” Chief gave a nod then turned to the rest of the soldiers and began reciting the instructions given to him by Yongguk.

Zelo looked between the two men in confusion. Why was Yongguk giving the orders? He’s the leader of their squad, Chief is in charge of the group as a whole, not Yongguk. Before Zelo could voice his concerns the group started moving again and he was pulled forwards by Yongguk. As the water got deeper the two let go of each other as it became harder to push through the swamp. Zelo made it about halfway across when he really started to struggle. The mud was getting thicker below his feet and beginning to swallow his legs, pulling him down. Four days of walking didn’t help him as his strength was at its lowest. As he slowed down everyone around him pushed past and towards the other side of the swamp, leaving Zelo behind to struggle alone. He started to panic, he could no longer see Yongguk or any of his squad members, and the mud had a hold on him now and was not letting go. He started thrashing around trying desperately to free his legs, tears welling in his eyes and clouding his vision. The water was almost at his shoulders, creeping closer and closer and he worried he would never get out. Familiar arms wrapped around him and he was lifted free of his restraints and out of the water.

He opened his eyes and found Yongguk carrying him bridal style across the swamp. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he buried his head in the crook of Yongguk's neck. “Did you think I had forgotten you?”

Zelo took in a shuttering breath before he answered, “I thought I was going to sink right to the bottom and never see you again.”

“I would never let that happen, Zelo, I promise. I'm sorry I couldn’t get to you sooner, I was pushed away from you by the other soldiers.” He pulled Zelo closer and kissed away a tear that had escaped, “I won’t let it happen again.”

Once everyone had reached the other side of the swamp Yongguk announced that here was as good a place as any to get some rest and continue marching the next morning, much to Zelo's pleasure. After quickly setting up the tents Zelo crawled in and could not have been happier to be lying on the ground, finally able to rest his aching feet, sleep making quick work of coming over him.

Sometime in the night a cold, strong wind blew through camp, sending chills through Zelo's body. Yongguk woke to his shaking and pulled him closer trying to share his warmth with him, hoping that the wind would die down shortly and Zelo could sleep comfortably.

When dawn came Yongguk was still awake, barely having slept all night too concerned with Zelo's shaking. He shook him gently whispering, “Zelo, we have to start moving again.”

The boy rolled over and slowly opened his eyes, “Are you alright, Zelo?”

“Yeah,” he replied, “just tired from all the walking. I'm not used to this.”

“Ok,” he said, not entirely convinced, “I’ll give you a piggy back for a while, ok.”

Zelo nodded and stood, beginning to get ready for another long day of walking.

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This day proved even harder for Zelo then the others. The sun was extremely hot yet he still felt so cold. His entire body ached and he was fighting his eyes to keep them open. He was walking beside Yongguk, Jongup on his other side, trying his hardest to focus on keeping his feet in check.

“Dae!” Yongguk turned back, “keep an eye on Zelo for a minute, I have to run ahead and talk to Chief.”

“No problem!” Daehyun gave him a thumbs up and he ran to the front of the group to find Chief.

“Zelo?” Jongup spoke cautiously, “are you alright? You don’t look like your normal self.”

“He’s right,” Daehyun had caught up with them now, taking Yongguk's previous place beside Zelo, “you're pretty pale.”

“I'm fine,” he brushed off their concerns, “you guys walk ahead, I'm just tired that’s all.”

“We can walk with you,” Daehyun began.

Zelo shook his head, “You guys go ahead, I won’t be far behind, I just need to slow down for a minute.”

Daehyun looked at him with concern but decided not to fight it, “We won’t go too far ahead, but just make sure that you don’t get to far away from me.”

Zelo nodded and the two picked up their pace, Zelo slowing his, and with each step he felt worse and worse.

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“All we have to do is make it to the next sector and we will be safe. The leader there was a great friend to your father.” Yongguk nodded as Chief spoke.

“How much further is his kingdom?”

“Five days at least,” Chief thought, “as long as we don’t run into any problems along the way.”

“I’ll let my squad know, thanks Chief.” He turned and ran back to where he had left his squad and found Daehyun and Jongup but no Zelo.

“Daehyun, where is Zelo?”

“He said he wanted to walk behind us for a bit,” he gestured behind them, “he said he was tired.”

“I told you to watch him, Daehyun,” he said as he pushed passed him, “he didn’t look good this morning, he was shaking all night.”

He saw Zelo walking far away from the rest of the squad and he looked worse then before. He was walking with his head down, dragging his feet and Yongguk could see that he was incredibly pale. Zelo took a shuffled step forwards, stumbled, and fell to the ground and he did not get up.

Yongguk ran to him, the others following close behind. Yongguk threw himself on the ground beside him, taking his head and placing it in his lap, “Zelo, Zelo wake up!” all the boy in his lap did was moan.

Himchan touched Yongguk's shoulder and said, “I’ll run and get Chief.”

Seconds later Himchan and Chief came running back along with two men from the medical crew, “We’ll set up a tent and check him over.” One of the boys said then ran off with the other to set it up.

“Yongguk, what happened?” Chief sat beside him on the ground.

“When I woke him up this morning he said he was tired,” he ran a hand down his face, “when I came back from talking to you he just collapsed. But last night when we were sleeping he was shaking really bad, he may have gotten sick from walking through the swamp.”

“Well we will see what we can do for him.”

The medics returned with a stretcher to move Zelo into the tent. Darkness fell quickly and the rest of the group began setting up camp for the night while the medics tended to Zelo. Yongguk and the rest of the squad sat eagerly outside the medical tent, too worried to even think about sleep, and after what felt like a life time Yongguk was called inside the tent by one of the medics.

When he entered he expected to see Zelo awake but was surprised to find him still unconscious. “What’s wrong with him?!”

Chief stepped up beside him placing an arm around his shoulders, “We expect it’s as you said, a virus caught from walking through the swamp. But there is something I need to speak to you about pertaining the boy’s situation.”

He led Yongguk out of the tent and past his squad members, into an empty part of camp before speaking, “Yongguk, this boy is not getting up anytime soon. The medics have a suspicion that he caught Andromia, a virus incurable with the small amount of supplies we have on hand here. Yongguk I hate to say this but you know as well as I do that we have to press on.”

“What are you saying?”

“Yongguk, he’s not going to make it.” he stated dryly, “The fever has progressed much too far for any of our medical supplies and he wont make it to the next sector. We have to move on, there is nothing we can do for him.”

“So-so you’re telling me that he is going to die, you’re just going to let him die!” Chief couldn’t even make eye contact with Yongguk, “why is he different then the wounded Zalteck members we have with us right now?!”

“Yongguk,” he began, “the Zalteck members are stable, and we can keep them stable with the supplies we have. Andromia is a terrible virus that we can’t cure here. Unlike the Zalteck members who don’t need much tending to this boy would only slow us down and unfortunately we can’t afford that right now. Those raiders are still on our trail, Yongguk.”

He looked to Chief in disbelief, someone he had looked to for guidance after the passing of his father would so easily let him down. He shook his head, “So there is nothing more you will do? You will just leave him behind.”

“Yongguk, he can’t be saved, he will only slow us down and get us all killed.”

Yongguk turned and stormed off back towards the medical tent. Chief, angered by Yongguk's selfishness, yelled back to him, “Yongguk, he won’t make it. You have to learn that you can’t risk the lives of hundreds of people just for one boy. These kinds of decisions come with your title, Yongguk. This is something that you will have to face when we return home and you take your fathers place, you have to learn to move on.”

Ignoring him, Yongguk walked passed his friends and into Zelo's tent. Looking around he found a bag and began filling it with as many medical supplies as he could find. The boy beside him stirred in bed and Yongguk turned to him, placing a hand on his cold cheek, “Don’t worry Zelo, if they won’t save you I sure as hell will. I won’t let you die.”

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A/N: AHH! And im gunna leave it on that cliffy with Zelo for the night ;P dont hate me too much <3

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praydastles · 7 years ago

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Title: Cool off Fandom: BAP Member: Junhong Genre/Warning: Smut, kinda fluffy I need some fluff when I write Jun smut cos HES STILL A BBY IN MY EYES lol hes older than me, swearing (shame on you and your potty mouth!), public indecency (horny kids these days) it was meant to be teasing, but I decided Junhong is a good boy for putting up with you so he deserves something more... Summary/Request: {Request} how about the smut is about him and his s/o on a date and he teases her in public ;) A/N: Listen to this x cos why not! Okay so view this x but, I also recommend to view this x Word Count: 2802

It was a relatively hot day and you knew that your comfortable season of layer up layer, thick jumpers and comfortable jeans was over. You face was flushed and your night shirt stuck to your slightly sweaty form due to the heat, so when you went to pick out your clothes you decided that it was only logical to wear something loose fitting and… short.

A cute crop tee that flashed just a little waist and a skater skirt was perfect for the weather ‘and for your date’ you brain added as an afterthought. You decided to bring a cap too.

Once you were ready after having a much needed shower, keys in hand, wallet on your person, earphones firmly placed and phone slotted into your bra strap, you locked the door and made your way to the bus stop.

Even the short walk had managed to make your skin form a thin layer of sweat, your neck and collarbones slightly shining. You fanned your face, feeling hot even in the shade, listening to your music as you waited for the bus.

The bus arrived on time as usual and you chose the seat right at the back, sitting by the window and daydreaming out the window. You barely paid any attention to the stops you passed and let out a yelp when someone’s body crushed you. You were ready to let that foul mouth your mother always told you off for loose, sharp eyes shooting to the person who had the audacity to wrap their arm around your shoulders when you saw the biggest grin on the biggest stupid fluff-ball you’ve ever met in your life.

“Shithead!” You mumbled punching him without much strength in the chest. Of course though, the over dramatic giant baby he was, he had to squeal like a little school girl, attracting the attention of the thankfully few people on the bus. “AH!” He wheezed, holding his chest as he fake gasped for breath. “Oh the pain!” He flung himself back into the seat, his free hand dramatically pressed to his head. You rolled your eyes turning from him and turned up your music.

“Hey.” Poke. You took deep breathes. “Hey.” Poke. “Hey, hey, hey” Poke, poke, poke. ‘I will not commit murder. I will not commit murder. I will not com-’ “CHOI JUNhong I swear to God!” You seethed, lowering your voice to scold the childish boy beside you. “Hey baby.” He grinned adding a cheeky peck to your cheek.

Junhong loved to tease you. It was so much fun to see your cheeks shade an angry red and your brown orbs deepen to the point he could see himself reflected in your lovely eyes. The way your voice would shakily lower when you were in public as to not cause a scene. How your hands clenched to resist slapping his smug smile. He loved it so much.

His arm around you pulled you tighter to him as he rested his head atop of yours, ignoring your complaints of “It’s too hot.” “Don’t you know its like 30 degrees arsehole I’m going to die.” “You feel like a fuckin’ radiator, move!” Of course your complaints eventually ceased, eventually, when the two of you were a stop away from the city centre.

“C’mon baby.” Junhong and all his long limbs stood from his seat, careful not to his head, holding his hand behind him for your to hold onto. You roll your eyes, but took it anyway, feeling a different warmth as his large hand gently held yours.

Outside was surprisingly more stifling that the bus with the shitty air con that did very little to cool anyone. “Wow baby, you look good.” You looked up at Junhong who was taking in the sight of thighs being teased by a short skirt, trailing up to a very grabbable waist, your crop top fitting very nicely over your breasts. He blinked when he reached your face, eye brow arched and hip jutted out in attitude. “Done looking?”Junhong’s arm quickly wraps around you to pull you into him. He stares you down, licking his lips and whispers, “You’re barely wearing anything anyway, but... I really want to rip those clothes off of you.” Your eyes widen. Attitude fading into embarrassment and heat no long from the sun but from blood rushing to give your cheeks and ears a shade of hot red. You pull back quickly, shoving his chest and kicking his shin, “Perv!” You speedily walk around him, pissed that there was no breeze to cool your cheeks and that you felt your nether regions tighten as his words.

Junhong chuckled, tilting his head to check out your arse swaying with your angry steps, your skirt inching a bit too high at times to reveal plump cheeks and ‘fuck no way is she wearing that underwear’. Junhong speedily made his way to you, his long legs allowing him to catch up with you in no time. You said nothing when he fell in step with you, staring straight ahead and hoping your cap shaded your still reddened cheeks. Junhong pouted, thinking you were mad. “baby~” He whined shaking his arms side to side, long limbs looking ridiculous. “Don’t be mad, you know what you do to me.” He pouted and brought out the puppy eyes, bending to get closer to your face. Your eyes widen, hand coming up to quickly push his face away and avoid him, scared he would see your flushed state. “It’s fine.” ‘Fuck, my throat feels dry.’

Junhong gave you a sceptical look. “It doesn’t seem like that to me... You still seem ma-” “ICE CREAM!” You blurt, wanting to avoid this painful conversation. Junhong stares at you, frowning slightly. “I’m hot so.. let’s get ice cream.” You take a hold of his hand, dragging him toward the ice cream parlour. ‘Maybe that will help to cool me down...’

There were quiet a few ice cream parlours in the centre, but you always preferred the ones outside, overlooking the river. You and Junhong entered the centre, relieved at the air conditioning fanning your skin; you still somehow felt hot though. Going up the escalator till you reached the forth floor, you headed toward the outer stores, walking till you reached the ice cream parlour. The inside was busy, no doubt people wanted to escape the heat. but outside had only a few people.

“Hello and welcome to Kee-kreams. We are offering a 5% discount to people who sit outside, we know it’s hot, but we really appreciate your interest in our store.” A cute girl with chubby cheeks recited and you wondered how many times the poor thing had to repeat the line. Junhong told her that’s fine and the two of you followed her out onto the balcony. “Is this seat okay?” She asked leading you over to the far corner, a table by the tall glass to give you a view. You nodded enthusiastically. “Perfect.” “Great! here’s your menu, just press this when you’re ready to order.” You thanked her, taking a seat and looking out into the distance at the sun making the water glisten.

“Shall we get something to share?” You turned to Junhong, having forgot his earlier comment and smile. “Sure!” Junhong had picked something tasty in no time and made the order shortly after. While you both waited, Junhong held your hand from across the table, absentmindedly stroking your knuckles as you both small talked. “Wait? So Himchan kissed Jongup? but he reckons it was an accident?” You say in disbelief. Junhong laughed, nodding his head furiously. “How can you accidentally kiss someone playing blind mice? He reckons he “Fell” on his lips.” You laugh, snorting to reply, “Please, Channie’s thirst for Uppie is too painfully blatant.”

“Orders up!” You both turn your head to the cheerful girl who seated you, hand detaching from Junhong’s as she places your shared dessert on the table. “Hope you enjoy!” You’re already licking your lips; mountains of ice cream, tons of chocolate sauce, wafers and cherries, what more could you want?

You were about to reach for the spoon, but Junhong grabbed both of them before you. He cheesily grinned. “Let me feed you baby!” You roll your eyes, “Really Junhong? Give me the spoon.” You try reaching, but his freakishly long arms pull back behind him. “C’mon shithead! I really want it so gimmeeeeee!” Now you were whining. Like a child. ‘Fucking Choi Junhong you’re rubbing off on me’ You huff. “Fine.”

And that’s how you eat for the next few minutes. Junhong swapping between feeding himself and feeding you. Him, purposely you’re sure, allowing cream to drip down the sides of your lips. “Ah!” You squeak in shock feeling ice cold substance fall to your chest. “Shit baby sorry.” Junhong says, rushing out of his seat to go next to you. Grabbing a tissue he begins to wipe your chest. “Ah,” He says with a concerned frown. “You’re going to be sticky now.” You gasp in absolute shock when Junhong nears his mouth to your chest and licks at the sticky spot, tongue lapping before his lips press to your skin. “Jun! What the fuck” He sits up, blinking innocently. “I think it’s okay now baby.

“Hmm I never knew the ice cream here was so good!” Your eyes squint in suspicion. You’ve both been here enough times and he sound’s way too happy right now. “Have some more.” His actions are so cute, you don’t have time to register the ice cream being swiped on your cheek. His tongue is burning hot against the ice cold treat and you feel yourself tense up. Again, he’s slowed your brain, made you into mush so when he dumps more ice cream - this time on your chin -you don’t have time to reprimand him then either. But, you also can’t help the little whimper that leaves your mouth when you feel how his tongue moves to lap at the cream.

“So good.”He groans when he licks at your neck this time. You look around, some people have left the outside, others having their backs to you give or take a couple of people and you can’t really see your table that well from the inside. Still, if someone saw... “Junhong.” Your voice is shaky; your firm and snarky voice barely stable a you feel Junhong place the cream lower, this time beneath your collarbones. His lips come to your ear. “Don’t think of stopping me baby. I saw those panties,” He giggled. Even in situation’s like these he was so casual about it, like it didn’t affect him, But the way he would rock into your body, you know it affected him. “You’re lucky I didn’t push you onto this table and fuck you baby. I was so tempted too, because I know how much you would scream and beg, God, I know how you would beg even if everyone could hear you. But, fortunately for you, I don’t want to be banned from this place, so we’re going to do this. Okay?” It wasn’t really a question and you didn’t dispute as he got more cream, splaying it over your chest to lap up.

Junhong brought a hand up to roughly squeeze your clothed breast; hastily shoving his hand down your top to expose your breast. You whimpered, eyes looking around. Your cheeks were permanently stained red and you knew there was no chance that you would be able to cool down now. not when his tongue was steadily heating you from the inside out. You hiss when the cream is messily placed on your breast, trailing toward your stiffening nipple. Your knee hits the table when Junhong’s teeth bite your nipple and pull. “Fuck!” You try and shift more into Junhong’s face, feeling so exposed yet so turned on. Junhong sucks on your breast, hard and rough, his spit leaving you glistening.

Junhong is usually patient; maybe it’s the heat, maybe it’s the delicious, maybe it’s those damn undies he know’s your wearing now, but his patience is gone. He can’t trail down your body anymore, he want’s his treat now. Your thighs are slapped apart and then he’s cupping your pussy, feeling how hot and wet you are. “I want to eat you out so bad baby. With that ice cream messily dripping down your wet pussy. I know you love my tongue too, don’t you baby?” His voice is strained, soft voice fading into a deep and needy tone that has you bucking against his hand.

He rubs you quickly, your panties causing a lovely friction on your clit that has your legs spreading more. “How many time’s have I ruined you in these panties baby?” Your panting by now and can barely focus, your mind on alert, but your body begging for more. “Ruin me again.” You whimper. Your hand reaches for the cream, swiping and then looking Junhong in the eyes as you stick your fingers in your mouth, sucking hard. When you’ve released them from your mouth, you crash your lips to Junhong’s, a messy kiss that has teeth clashing and tongues bringing lewd noises, dribble messing the both of you.

You didn’t realise, but nearly scream in Junhong’s mouth when his hand shoves itself down your panties and find your hole, a finger quickly slipping in. “God, I swear you’re the devil.” Junhong says breathlessly, head in your hair as he works another finger into your wet pussy, clenching desperately around him. “I- umph, I could sa-ay the same...ooo.. about you” Your pussy is embarrassingly wet. Junhong’s fingers squelching in and out of you. Your thighs clamp around his fingers and your hip’s buck as your body is just about to fall on the edge. “Nope.” And the fingers are gone.

“No,” You whine, even stamping your feet. “You can’t fucking, put it back now!” Junhong chuckles, tasting his fingers. “Lift that cute little butt baby.” Confused you do. Junhong shuffles till he’s manoeuvred himself beneath you. “Jun, no we will defin-” “The only way we’re going to be caught is if you can’t get your mouth shut. Hey, baby, eat the ice cream it’s melting.” His fingers dig into your hips when he rolls his crotch up onto your sensitive pussy. “Now.” He growls. With a shaky hand you reach for the spoon, but not before tucking your breast away. The waitress from earlier is showing some more people to tables outside and as you slide the spoon into your mouth, you make eye contact. You can see she’s a tad confused, I mean why would you be sitting on your boyfriend’s lap... But she smiles and turns away, just as Junhong has pulled himself out and is stroking his tip on your wetness.

You stuff more ice cream in your mouth when you feel him dropping you slowly onto him. Your moans are muffled around the quickly melting cream and you feel like crying, frustrated both by him and by the fact that you can’t make a noise. “Wow! So you can keep quiet?” He teases, enjoying the way you shovel ice cream into your mouth. Once you’re settled on his dick, Junhong moves his hips, slow releases of pleasure working your body. You just want him to hurry, on edge that someone will see, but also wanting to finally cum.

Junhong moves your hips a bit more roughly, trying to be discreet in your movements. Your dripping all over him and the noises your pussy makes as it swallows him as him groaning. His hand pushes your lower back till your slightly raised, leaning just enough on the table to look casual. “Just like that baby.” And then your crying around a spoon. His hips pistoned up into you, your arse cheeks rippling with the power of his thrusts. You try swallowing your cries, praying to God that no one can hear you from across the balcony. ‘Oh my God, can anyone from downstairs see you through the glass?’ “C’mon baby,” Junhong groans behind you and fuck, his voice is turning you on, “I can feel your little pussy wants to cum, so cum.” Your body spasms so much, that Junhong has to hold you to keep the attention of others turning to you. Your head lowers, thankful for your cap that can hopefully block the expression on your face as the pleasure slowly dies within you.

Junhong pulls you off of him, settling your dazed self into a seat beside him as he finishes himself off into a napkin. “That’s disgusting.” You weakly say. He grins. “I’d rather cum in your mouth, but I think it would definitely look suspicious if you’re under the table huh baby?

#anyway... i want ice cream now lol #my paras are so long does that bother anyone??#zelo smut #junhong smut #bap smut #zelo scenario #zelo scenarios #junhong scenario #junhong scenarios #bap fic #zelo fic #junhong fic #bap scenarios #bap scenario #sangdoldolfics #unedited #also i keep changing what tenses i use fucccckkkk #i will edit at some point in time lol

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