~Us~ Kim Youngjo
~Fluff~ ~Fluffy fluff~ ~Seriously, beware~
Word count~ 1982
Warnings~ None
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I remember the minute that I fell for Youngjo, the moment I realized that all I wanted in life, was to see him happy. It was during the 'Debut Project' for my group, and his.
We were playing the punishment soccer game, Seoho was up to kick the ball. When he kicked it, it bounced off of the post and hit me in the head. Youngjo was the first one to run up to me and see if I was okay.
After that, he stayed by my side for the rest of the filming. And even after they would win the games, he would always share his food with me, making my members jealous. Whenever our two groups were together, I would always find myself drawn to him.
And it really didn't help when we would always sit so close to me, or grab my hand in some way. Some times, I would feel like he was teasing, or messing with me. But, now, I don't think he even knows how I feel about him.
I was currently sitting in the recording studio by myself. The boys had gone home for the day, but, I really wanted to get this melody down before I left. This song had been stuck in my head for the past few weeks, and I needed to finish it.
What was the song about? Love, well, first love. Softly and quietly, I began to sing to myself.
"The way you look at me reminds me of something. But I can't quite figure out what. Could this be love? Can you feel what I feel for you? Do you love me too?" I stopped strumming my guitar and let out a sigh, closing my eyes.
"That's really pretty. Working on a new song?" I jumped and my eyes shot open when I heard a voice by my ear.
I spun around in my chair and Youngjo laughed as he stood straight up. I rolled my eyes and set down the guitar, shoving him by the shoulder.
"Yah! What do you think you're doing? You scared me." I mumbled crossing my arms over my chest. He laughed and walked over to me, pinching my cheek slightly.
"Aw, poor _____, did I really scare you that bad?" He asked.
I smiled softly and looked at him, he had picked up that paper that had the lyrics for the song I was writing. He was carefully reading over every word.
"Hmm, this is really good, it almost sounds like you're in love with someone." He said peeking up at me over the paper. I blushed slightly and looked away.
"No, what would give you that idea." I muttered. He just shrugged his shoulders and set down the paper.
"I was just saying. Hey, are you hungry? Do you want to get food before you go back to the dorm?" He asked resting against the chair. I thought about it for a second and nodded.
"Sure, let me just pack up my stuff."
He backed away while I moved around the studio, saving my work and shutting down the computers. I put my guitar back into its case and zipped it closed. I grabbed all my lyric sheets and slipped them back into the folder where they belong. Once everything was organized and put away I put my backpack on my shoulders.
I went to grab my guitar when Youngjo beat me to it. He picked it up and slipped the strap over his shoulder. He turned to me and smiled, nodding towards the door. I blushed slightly and opened the door, stepping out first. Youngjo turned off the lights and locked the door, closing it.
"Time for food." He sang loudly. I couldn't help but laugh as the two of us left the company together.
"Do you want to take the van?" I asked him pointing to the car in front of us. He laughed and shooked his head.
"It's a nice day, let's walk." He gently took my wrist in his hand and began to lead me down the street. I jogged slightly until I matched my pace with his, allowing the two of us to work together.
"Are you excited for your debut?" I asked looking at him. He smiled widely and looked at me.
"Yeah, I can't believe that next week is when it comes out. I've been waiting for this for so long." He then stopped walking and turned to face me.
"What about you? Do you know how much longer until you debut?" I smiled and shook my head.
"No, but, don't worry about me, this is your moment, enjoy it." He chuckled quietly. He sighed softly and tilted his head, looking up at the stars.
"Do you believe in wishing stars?" He asked suddenly. My eyebrow twitched slightly at his question.
"Hmm, I don't know, I never tried wishing on one before." I said shrugging my shoulders.
"If you could have one wish, what would you use it on?" I looked towards the sky and thought about it. If I could wish for anything, what would I wish for?
I smiled as the answer finally came to me, I looked at him and answered.
"I would wish, that your debut would go just how you wanted it to. That everyone would listen and fall in love with your music. I wish that, all of your wishes, come true." His eyes widened slightly at my answer.
"You would waste your wish on me?" He asked quietly. I smiled and poked his forehead gently.
"If it makes you happy, then it's not a waste." After a while of silence, it finally clicked in my head what I said. I blushed slightly and coughed turning on my heel.
"W-we should get going." I stuttered out quietly. Before I could take another step Youngjo's slender finger wrapped themselves around my arm, stopping me from moving.
"Wait, I never got to tell you what my wish was." He whispered. I swallowed thickly before turning my head back to look at him.
"If you could wish for anything Youngjo, what would it be?" I asked. He took a step forward and continued until he was standing directly in front of me.
I grew nervous and my gaze slipped from his face to the middle of his shirt. He took one more step, slowly slithering his arms around my waist, tugging me closer to him. I let out a gasp and my hands came up, I placed them on his chest and my gaze moved up, looking at his face.
His eyes searched mine intensely. It was hard to keep looking at him. I wanted to hide away, the nervousness in my stomach slowly started to bubble up until it filled my entire body. I'm sure how long we were standing there, but, a slight breeze blew causing me to shiver slightly.
He smiled softly and closed his eyes, resting his forehead against mine gently. He let out a sigh and his warm breath fanned my face. I swallowed and quietly repeated my question.
"What would you wish for?" He opened his eyes just slightly and peeked at me.
"My wish would be, to kiss you, if only just once." He whispered. My breath hitched in my throat at his words.
Was I dreaming? Did he actually just say that his wish was to kiss me? The nervousness slowly melted away, and something new replaced it, what it was, I didn't have a clue.
I slowly closed my eyes and tilted my head upwards, pressing my lips against his in a soft and quick kiss. I pulled back quickly and opened my eyes to look at him. He looked, shocked.
Oh look, I'm nervous again. I became a stuttering mess, I started apologizing and went to step away, but Youngjo tightened his grip on my waist, pulling me even closer. Our bodies were flush together and my breathing quickened.
His eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips quickly. He let out a breath before capturing my lips in his, kissing me softly. I closed my eyes and tilted my head upwards more, deepening the kiss.
His hands slid up my waist slowly touching me with only his fingertips. Chills covered my entire body as he cupped my cheeks in his hands. My hands clenched into fists, balling up his shirt tightly.
His lips felt hot against my own, though the rest of my body felt like it was on fire. Even in this cold winter weather, it felt like it was the middle of summer.
Youngjo's lips were soft, warm, they worked against mine softly. He was slow, and careful as if he was afraid that I would break at the slightest touch. Even when he pulled away, he pecked lips one, two, three, four times.
I didn't mind, I could kiss him all day. His lips were sweet, and they were all I needed in this moment. I didn't open my eyes, afraid that if I did, I would wake up and realize that this was all a dream. My new wish? Was for this to last forever.
Youngjo laughed breathily and nudge his nose against mine.
"Why won't you look at me?" He asked quietly.
"Because I'm afraid that once I open my eyes, I'll wake up and this would have been a dream." I whispered. He laughed again and I felt his lips press onto my forehead and a soft and short kiss.
"Open your eyes." He whispered. Slowly I opened my eyes and looked at him.
His face was flushed and he was still breathing heavily. He smiled widely at me and nudged my nose with his before pecking my lips again. I blushed deeply and moved, burying my face in his chest. He chuckled and held me tightly against him, he rubbed my arms and my back rocking us back and forth.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked softly into his chest. He pulled back slightly and looked down at me.
"You can ask me anything." Okay, deep breath, you can do this. Just ask him. I closed my eyes and went for it.
"Will you go on a date with me?" I said quickly. It was quiet for a really long time before Youngjo sighed.
"Wah, what is wrong with me? How did I let you beat me to it?" He chuckled. I looked up at him confused. He saw my confused face and laughed even more, pecking my lips softly.
"I can't believe you asked me before I had a chance to ask you." My eyes widened.
"Y-you wanted to ask me?" His face turned into bright red as he nodded.
"Yeah, everyone would always tell me to hurry up and tell you that I liked you. Why do you think I would always wait until you finished working to walk you back to the dorms? Or why there would magically be food in front of you when you would fall asleep at the computer.
"Yonghoon-Hyung always makes fun of me, well, him and everyone else. I don't why, but, tonight, just felt right. I'm sorry, I know I should've told you sooner but I didn't know ho-"
I leaned forward and pressed my lips on his, stopping him from talking. He smiled and moved his lips against mine softly.
"That's a really nice way to tell me to shut up." He mumbled against my lips. I smiled and peeked up at him.
"Something tells me that I'll have to do that a lot more in the future." I whispered kissing him again.
"Believe me, I have absolutely no problem with that."