theme: o13. Watermelon.
He must have been doing it on purpose.
That was the first thought that came to Kyuhyun one hot August day. All the other members save those part of SJ-M had a schedule that day. However, Hankyung was at his own dorm, Donghae went along with Eunhyuk for his schedule and Ryeowook was napping the day away in his room. So, Kyuhyun found himself in the dorm awake with only Shiwon as company.
On any other day that would’ve been fine, however, today Shiwon drove the devil in Kyuhyun. First, while Kyuhyun was at the table eating breakfast, Shiwon stepped out of the bathroom clad in nothing more than a towel slung low about his hips. Remnants of his shower dripping down his body, Shiwon padded over to Kyuhyun to see what he was eating,
“Ah, is there any more left?” Shiwon asked,
Kyuhyun, forcing himself to look away from Shiwon’s body, nodded while pointing to the stove with his spoon. He wished Shiwon away, and was only horrified when Shiwon went to grab a plate and his food. Shiwon was just about to sit down across from Kyuhyun when he stopped him,
“Hyung don’t!” Kyuhyun cried,
Shiwon froze, his eyebrows furrowed in question,
“You’re… you’re wet,” Kyuhyun explained, “From - from your shower! You’ll get everything wet unless you take off the towel… AND CHANGE! Because the towel’s wet, so you should put on clothes. Now.”
Shiwon looked down as if realizing for the first time all he had on was the towel, “Ah, you’re right, sorry,” he placed down his plate and retreated to the bedroom.
The moment the door closed behind him, Kyuhyun let out a steady breath, relaxing into the chair. If Shiwon put on clothes, then perhaps he’d be able to withstand the overpowering urge to jump his hyung.
Unfortunately for Kyuhyun, whether Shiwon was dressed or not dressed, the urges refused to go. While Shiwon was eating his breakfast, Kyuhyun sat at the computer playing a game. By the time Shiwon finished his meal, Kyuhyun realized he had died at least fifteen times in the game. He was pretty sure if he remained with Shiwon any longer, he would die for real.
The second thing Shiwon did that day was watch a movie with Kyuhyun. They closed the blinds and turned off the lights as they both sat on the couch for a movie. Kyuhyun chose a scary movie knowing if they watched anything to do with couples or love he’d surely make some romance scenes of his own with the person beside him.
A scary movie was a bad idea. Despite Shiwon’s manly appearance and sturdy built, at heart he was no scarier than a kitten. So, whenever a scary moment came or even when the music foreshadowed a scary scene, Shiwon slid up closer to Kyuhyun until their sides were flush with one another. At one point, Shiwon even grabbed Kyuhyun’s hand lacing their fingers together as he brought their hands to cover his eyes. After forty-five minutes into the movie, Kyuhyun was shocked to feel Shiwon lean and lay his head on his shoulder.
The moment Shiwon’s head touched his shoulder, Kyuhyun jumped from the couch, “Er… this is getting lame. I’m going to play a game,” Kyuhyun stammered as he purposefully went straight to the computer.
Shiwon shook his head, “And you wonder why we say you’re obsessed.”
“That’s not the only thing I’m obsessed about,” Kyuhyun muttered quietly as he sat down before the computer. However, no matter the space he placed between them, he still felt Shiwon’s strong fingers laced with his own, or the side of Shiwon’s face against his shoulder.
The third, fourth and fifth things that Shiwon did that day happened after the movie was over and they were eating watermelon for lunch. Shiwon ate the cubes of watermelon perfectly, his fingers didn’t even seem to be getting sticky with the juice. However, whenever he did mess up slightly and a drop of juice strayed from his lips, his tongue would dart out and catch it before it strayed too far.
Kyuhyun swallowed hard every time Shiwon did that. It was hard to concentrate only on eating the watermelon pieces when there was someone beside him enticing a different type of hunger.
“Kyu-sshi!” Shiwon said suddenly.
Kyuhyun looked up, eyes widened in question with a sliver of fear, “Y-yes?”
Shiwon then reached up to his face then. He plucked a small piece of watermelon from the corner of Kyuhyun’s mouth and then ate it himself, “You’re so messy.” Shiwon laughed, his cheeks dimpling with his mirth.
Kyuhyun smiled apologetically, all the while wishing Shiwon was messy enough so he could eat something off of his hyung’s body. Reddening at the thought, Kyuhyun got up to get a drink, hoping Shiwon didn’t see his blush.
When he turned back to the table, he was horrified and excited to see Shiwon taking off his shirt, baring his sculpted torso. Getting back to his sense, Kyuhyun asked, “What are you doing?” His voice came out hoarse as his mouth dried completely,
“Huh? Oh, I was getting it dirty from the watermelon juice. At least if I get it on me now, I can just clean it off,” Shiwon explained, tossing his shirt on the back of another chair.
Kyuhyun watched quietly as Shiwon picked up another cube of the delicious fruit. This time, after Shiwon popped it into his mouth, a dribble of it trickled down to his chin. He reached out for a napkin, but Kyuhyun placed a hand over his. Shiwon looked up at him quizzically as Kyuhyun leaned forward and licked up the juice.
“Morning?” A freshly woken up Ryeowook murmured as he padded from his bedroom to the bathroom.
Kyuhyun had promptly jumped ten feet back from Shiwon at the sound of Ryeowook’s voice. “It‘s lunch time,” Kyuhyun replied quickly, his voice reaching higher octaves than ever before.
A few moments later Ryeowook left the bathroom, “Still sleepy…” he muttered just before they heard him close the bedroom door firmly behind him.
“Kyuhyun…” Shiwon called.
Kyuhyun who stood by the sink, his back to Shiwon refused to turn around. He was red as the watermelon they ate, suddenly realizing what he had done. He had lost control and for that brief moment when he tasted his hyung’s skin, it was glorious… but now that reality was slamming into him, he felt sick to his stomach.
“Kyu-sshi, turn around,” Shiwon prompted,
Kyuhyun jumped at his voice. Shiwon was very close to him. When had he moved? Why didn’t he hear? Kyuhyun shook his head as he gripped the counter until his knuckles whitened, “Nope. Staying as I am. We never appreciate the wall by the sink. So I’m going to stay like this and appreciate it.”
“Kyu-sshi, turn around,” Shiwon prompted. This time his voice was at Kyuhyun’s ear, his hands placed over Kyuhyun’s on the counter’s edge.
“We… we pick these tiles for the kitchen and never stop to look at them,” Kyuhyun argued, his voice and body trembling. “AISH!” He exclaimed when he felt something very similar to a tongue run along a side of his jaw. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” Kyuhyun demanded, spinning around to glare at Shiwon,
“Returning the favour,” He smirked, his voice low and silky. “Thank you for turning around.”
“It wasn’t on purpose,” Kyuhyun muttered resentfully as he forced himself not to look away.
“I’m glad anyway. I’ve been waiting all day for you to do something,” Shiwon commented simply before leaning in and brushing his lips against Kyuhyun’s.
“Jerk,” Kyuhyun hissed before reaching up and pulling Shiwon’s lips back to his in a long-awaited kiss.
He had been doing it on purpose. And Kyuhyun was glad for it.