Title: It's Very Expensive
Pairing(s): HoMin - seme!Yunho x uke!Changmin
Genre: AU, Comedy, Romance
Rating: PG14 - R (-ish)
Summary: Where Yunho thought Changmin was a prostitute - and the other didn't deny it (bad choice). Then sees each other 3 years later, and all Changmin wants to do is hide from Yunho.
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<- 3 Years Ago ->
Maybe it was the fur collared coat. Maybe it was the low neckline - I thought I felt a chill. May it was the skinny jeans - I knew they were too tight when I bought them. Maybe I shouldn't have crossed my legs like that. Maybe I shouldn't have looked his direction, or smiled back when he looked at me.
Then he wouldn't have walked up to me. Then he wouldn't have thought I was something I wasn't.
"How much is it?" He smiled.
I looked at him looking at me. I felt the fur on my collar tickling my neck and the first thing I thought of was my coat so I answered him. "It's very expensive."
He nodded and let out a low chuckle. He leaned into me. I felt his warm breath on my ear. "Meet me up in room 502."
Then he walked away but not before I felt his fingers brushed mine as he passed.
So he wasn't admiring my coat.
Maybe I had a little too much to drink that night. And maybe he's just a bit too handsome. But I found myself in the middle of the hotel's corridor in front of a door with the gold number plate engraved '502'.
I knocked three times before the door clicked open slightly. I pushed the rest of my way in. I saw no one. Then heard the door shut behind me. I stiffen but soon these arms wrapped around me from behind.
"You're here." It was his voice. His arms holding me. His lips on the tip if my earlobe, and his warm breath again.
"Are you ready?" His words brought shivers down my spine.
"Let me shower first." What was I saying?
He loosen his hold for me to slip out of his arms. "Sure." A grin light up his face.
As the hot water hit my skin I hoped that he had left already - like I should have. Why hadn't I?
Or maybe he had already undressed and waiting for me naked under the bed sheets. I wondered how he looked like without clothes on - even without them I could see his lean muscles. I mentally slapped myself.
Why was I putting myself through this? He thought I was one of those people who'd sell themselves for a little cash. It's not like I need it, but I could use some. And I hadn't gotten any action in a couple months - or a year.
Ugh! This was so messed up.
He was sitting quietly at the edge of the bed when I came out of the shower. As I brushed my fingers through my tangled wet hair he was looking at the time on his cellphone, and testing out some ringtones - I hate it when people do that in public, but we were in a hotel room, weren't we? And he didn't even seem to notice me. It annoyed me, which led me to do something I didn't know I would ever do to get someone's attention.
Wearing only a bathrobe, I flipped my hair to one side and started drying it with a towel in front of him. As I hoped he looked up at me and put his cellphone away. We made eye contact, and he smiled at me. I bite my lip, wishing he'd stop doing that.
But then he said this. "Sorry. I think I made a mistake. I can't do this after all." He stood up.
He led me all the way up here and he was about to leave? Well, I don't know what took over me but I pushed him down on the bed. I tossed the towel to a vacant spot on the floor and closed in on him. Sliding a knee between his legs, a nice bit of my thigh exposed - and I left my underwear in the bathroom.
The bed creaked softly and I said to him - in what I hoped was a sexy voice, "You're not leaving me alone tonight." I trickled my fingertips down his neck as I kissed the skin.
I finally heard him moan when I got to his collarbone. That was almost too easy. I thought there was going to be a fight for the lead, but I guess he was one of those submissive ones. But then, once my hand had reached under his shirt he grabs it with a tight grip.
"Wait, what are you doing?!” he exclaimed with a pink face. He looked really serious and... tempting?
Slanted cat-like eyes. Ideal nose. Plumped bottom lip with the tiniest mole atop his upper lip - I've never seen a guy with a mole there before, interesting. And a perfect jaw line. Yes, quite tempting.
"The name's Changmin. And what do you think I'm going to do to you?" I said grinning at him. Damn, why was I like this all a sudden. "I'm taking you tonight." I sounded like such a perv. I'll just blame it on the alcohol.
I grabbed his chin and laid a hard smack on his lips, then pushed him down on the bed and processed to what I said I was going to do to him. But then the tables got turned.. fast. He wrapped his arms around my neck and his legs around my waist and rolled us over.
I was beneath him. He straddled my hips and held my wrists down above my head. And the look in his was kind of dangerous. Made me a bit hot and bothered. So I closed my eyes and let him take the lead. And it didn't help that my heart was beating fast and his hands were moving slow - painfully slow.
It took a while to get things right on my part, but once it did I never thought I could scream like that - or moan that way. "No" and "Don't" left my lips many of times. Shit, I must had sounded like a frickin' Japanese AV star. But as things moved faster all I heard was me screaming for more more more of him. While he called my name over and over again.
The next morning I found only myself in the hotel bed with a note and money attached to it on the pillow next to me. It read:
Thank you for last night.
Hope I left enough.
P.S. I already paid for the room.
I realized I hadn't asked him for his name the night before because of all the... action. And I felt cheap... very.
There was a bad feeling in my stomach that ran up my throat. I ran to the toilet but nothing came out. Then I took a long hot shower. An hour scrubbing until my skin felt raw, but still I didn't feel cleaned.
I never saw that Yunho person again since that night. Why would I? I never even went back to that hotel. In my mind it never happened. It was like a dream - quoting the popular phrase because it felt fitting.
<- Present ->
"Sir, sir? Can I take your order? Sir, are you okay?" the waitress asks, while I'm desperately trying to make myself disappear behind this menu I'm holding to my face, because three tables away I see him again - after two, no three years, and he's still... too handsome.
"Stop it." I slap the waitress' hand away for attempting to pull the menu out of my hands.
"Sir, do I have to ask you to leave?"
Oh, no he just turned this way.
Afterwords: If you like it please leave comments. Otherwise I guess this storyline sucks, so I should just stop writing. OMG, what was I thinking!? *sighs*