Open Up (Jaeyong) [Complete]

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"Fuck you, Jaehyun," Taeyong laughed sarcastically, shaking his head. "The only girls drooling over me are the ones that want to get closer to the man that happens to sleep in the room next to mine. Last time I looked, they were not overly interested in the book worm."

"You're too hard on yourself."

"Just being honest."

"I think you're gay and just don't want to admit it."

"Fuck yourself. Shut up."

"Better stop telling me that, or you'll regret it."

Jaehyun walked closer to Taeyong looking surprisingly like a cat hunting its prey.

"If you aren't gay, prove it."

"Lay off the alcohol for a while, will you? You're giving me the creeps."

Taeyong, not liking the look on Jaehyun's face, started slowly backing away as Jaehyun advanced on him.

"What do you mean prove it? You mean go sleep with some nameless girl? I told you, I'm not into that. It's cheap."

Jaehyun didn't say anything, just kept advancing.

When Taeyong turned and bolted, heading for the stairs, Jaehyun grabbed him and slammed him against the wall, pinning his arms at his sides. Lifting weights everyday, he was definitely the stronger of the two and had no trouble keeping Taeyong were he was.

Taeyong wasn't sure what the hell was going on.

Trying to calm his pounding heart, since struggling was getting him nowhere, he figured Jaehyun was still slightly drunk from the party just a few hours earlier.

Panicking would only be feeding fuel to the fire.

When his roommates got drunk, Taeyong would usually take off since he wasn't like alcohol. He'd always had to deal with their hangovers, but not when they were still drunk. Now what?

"Look, Jaehyun, I'm sorry I told you to go fuck yourself, okay? I'm sorry. I'll even go to that strip joint, I promise. I won't even complain."

He gritted his teeth as Jaehyun's hands flexed on his upper arms, knowing he was going to have bruises later.

Jaehyun had one of the strongest grips he'd ever known.

"You're hurting me..."

Jaehyun gave him an evil grin.

"Time to prove you're not gay. Don't disappoint me."

Taeyong nearly passed out as his best friend, the most popular guy on campus, leaned down and lightly brushed a kiss against his lips.

The sensations flooding through him made his heart stop.

No girl had ever made him feel like this, that was for sure, but this was wrong, wasn't it?

He wasn't gay, he should not feel this good over a feather light kiss from another guy!

What the hell was going on here? What was Jaehyun thinking? His knees almost gave out from under him when he felt the tip of Jaehyun's tongue trace his bottom lip.

His hands reached out on their own accord and held tight to Jaehyun's arms to keep from sliding down to the floor, a whimper escaping him.

Unwilling to open his mouth, Taeyong still felt his own lips push back with a closed mouth kiss of his own. All blood left his head, making him dizzy and harder than hell.

Jaehyun's lips opened just enough to nip at Taeyong's bottom lip evoking a small groan from Taeyong.

Jaehyun pulled back from the kiss and moved to nibble on Taeyong's sensitive ear.
Taeyong closed his eyes momentarily as he felt that hot breath against his lob. What was happening to him?

Jaehyun's voice was low and husky, yet holding a thin line of amusement as he whispered into his friend's ear.

"You are so gay, man."

Taeyong's eyes shot open. It had all been some sick joke! A very twisted joke at that, made at his expense.

But worst of all, he'd responded to the joke, his body betraying him in ways he hadn't even thought it could.

Did this mean he was gay, just like Jaehyun had said? No, he couldn't be gay! He liked girls!

Anger boiled in his veins as he heard Jaehyun's dark laugh.

Not even caring that he would probably get the shit beaten out of him later for it, Taeyong brought his knee up and hit Jaehyun in the crouch as hard as he could.

Satisfaction flooded through him as Jaehyun groaned out a curse and doubled over, falling to the floor holding himself and breathing heavily.

Taeyong started up the stairs, but stopped half way up, turning back around. Rage and embarrassment flooded his face as he glared down at Jaehyun.

"Why did you... If you ever tell... Damn you, I'm not gay! I hope it hurts like hell, you ass!"

Fear crawled up his spine as Jaehyun started to come to a sitting position, retaliation strong in his eyes even as he smiled.

Taeyong didn't wait around, but ran up the rest of the stairs.

Johnny was just coming out of his room, looking tousled from sleep and alcohol.

"Dude, what was that thud down stairs? It sounded like someone was in pain."

To angry, frightened, and confused to say anything, Taeyong passed him and closed himself in his room, locking the door behind him.

Leaning against the door, he panted and ran his hands through his black hair.

What just happened? Surely he hadn't been responding to a kiss from another guy! But then why did he feel disappointed that it had been just a joke?

"I'm not gay, I'm not gay," he muttered under his breath fervently, absently rubbing the back of his head where a bump was forming from hitting the wall when Jaehyun had pinned him. He could still feel Jaehyun's lips on his, his tongue caressing his lip. His cock twitched. "That bastard."

He heard Jaehyun come up the stairs and the blood drained from his face.

Jaehyun was going to kill him for kneeing him. He would never again have to worry about classes or his father or losing his virginity or anything at all because he would no longer be alive.

Jaehyun would break him in half and that would be the end of it.

Knowing from experience that Jaehyun could break down any door in the house, Taeyong hurried to pull his student desk in front of the door.

When Jaehyun pounded on the door and demanded to be let in, Taeyong escaped out the window, jumping down into the side lawn.

He had to get away from Jaehyun until his friend calmed down enough that he wouldn't commit murder, but where to go that Jaehyun would never dare to follow him?

Taeyong grinned and headed at a dead run for the library.