In which Uki is a famous k-Idol and Fulgur a bit too obsessed.
⌦ Fictional Story
⌦ genres:
⤳fluff, kpop au
↬ English isn't my first language, so please correct me if there are any big mistakes
↬ this story was published on ao3 first under my nam...
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Oh he had to wait way longer than he thought he would. Only aticipating the said kiss wasn't enough. It didn't come true.
A giggle – that was all he heard as he had his eyes closed. Slowly fluttering his eyes open, Fulgur was met by the sight of Uki grinning from ear to ear.
Right, he was directly in front of his face. So close. He'll faint.
Still, he hadn't felt the sweet pressure on his lips. Funny how Fulgur felt emotions of dissapointment when he actually was the one to stop Uki from kissing him on the previous day.
Not being able to hold his laugh anymore, Uki burst out into laughter. It truly felt great getting back at Fulgur for teasing him because of his the things he did and partly regretted or didn't regret while being drunk.
Fulgur looked adorable like that. Confused and unconsciously pouting due to not being rewarded with a kiss. Apart from the fact the bartender would have deserved it because of treating him so tenderly – drunk or sober. He was supposed to be a fan? Why wasn't he acting like one?
Nevertheless, Uki wanted to see a bit more of Fulgur's expressions. He decided to tease further as he stayed in the same position: "You know when I saw you in the audience yesterday- your glasses really suited you, you looked cute."
The surprised expression growing even bigger, now forming into something defensive as he strongly disagreed, Fulgur spoke: "Me and cute? Well thanks for the compliment but- no, you know?"
Fulgur now sensing what the Idol's aim was, since the teasing continously repeated, he raised himself suddenly, now being the one who got closer to the other.
"You're way cuter. I mean, you should see drunk Uki, damn he's adorable." Fulgur gushed, cupping the smaller face who was caught off guard by his action.
Remaining his hands on Uki's cheeks, Fulgur squished them a tad, subsequently laughing as the other immediately tried to free himself.
"See? Cute." The gray haired dropped again with a smile, observing the light red color on the smaller's face.
"Also, your performance was amazing yesterday, as always." Fulgur giggled while letting go of his face, the latter huffing. There were a lot he had to process. Fulgur's proximity, his touch, his words, his adoration and his praise.
He had gotten a lot of all that in his life before. Everyone loved watching him perform. However, Fulgurs adoration didn't feel so hollow, so superficial. It just felt so genuine.
"Thank you." The purple haired let out shyly, slowly letting his body sink to rest his head on the taller's chest. He really enjoyed this.
Surprised by the sudden affectionate hug by Uki, Fulgur hesitated a second before placing his arms carefully around the smaller's body.
Enjoying the other's comforting warmth, they laid there in silence in each other's arms. Finally Fulgur was able to hold the other with a good conscience since Uki was sober. Still, a little kiss wouldn't hurt, he was still salty about that.
"So for how long have you been listening to my music?" Uki spoke against the taller's chest, thus his voice seemed muffled, almost too quiet to pick up. This question had been burning on his tongue since forever, or rather since morning.
"Hmm I actually don't quite remember. I've never been a person to enjoy idol music. But I guessed that changed when I heard Deja Vu." The gray haired explained, he couldn't surpress the smile which was forming on his face when he was thinking about their beginning.
Uki hummed as a confirmation for getting what the bartender just explained. The idol had performed so many songs, sometimes it was really hard to remember every song with its lyrics, apart from remembering the feeling when he was performing. Yet his performances of Deja Vu were the most memorable, no matter how long ago it was.
"So three years already?" The purple haired asked, placing his hands slowly on Fulgur's sides to bury his hands into the fabric of his shirt.
Fulgur hummed as he pulled the smaller closer to himself. Precipitously he was reminded of a question to ask the idol:
"Was there any reason for you to get drunk alone? I've never seen you like that. I mean, I- before I hadn't met you in person, but you know-" Fulgur interrupted his rambling when he saw the other lifting his head, looking in his eyes.
The latter just beamed him an anxious smile. Was he really explaining the whole thing to complete stranger?
"Let's just say, I was reminded of old times, you know, my old group." Uki touched on the topic briefly, then he hid his face again.
Right, the Idol was once part of a k-group. After a year they disbanded without anyone actually knowing why. Then Uki changed his entertainment company to debut as a solo artist under another company. Somehow everyone had forgotten about that incident.
"You don't wanna talk about it?" Fulgur spoke as calmly as he could, now placing one hand in the purple hair. The taller felt Uki nod against his chest, so he dropped that topic: "Don't worry, you don't have to talk about it."
"So yesterday nothing happened between us?" Uki asked once again, his thoughts slowly becoming calmer as he was finally able to process the situation.
"Nope." Fulgur assured with a following laugh. "What a shame" Uki whispered under his breath, still loud enough for Fulgur to hear it.
"Seriously?" The gray haired continued to laugh a bit more. Unbelievable – Uki was simply unbelievably bold sometimes.
The bartender then added: "I mean, we can change that."
Head shooting up to look at Fulgur in disbelief, the Idol blinked a few times before shaking his head.
"Oh yeah? Doesn't sound too bad to me?" The purple haired teased, placing his hands on the taller's shoulders to push down a tad to fully lay on the bed since he had been resting his back against the headboard, making it easier to tower over him.
Was this finally it?
Full of anticipation, Fulgur let the other do whatever he wished for as he leaned back to watch Uki's actions.
Leaning in felt like an eternity – maybe it was just his impatience and the fact that he had been teased greatly by the idol – so Fulgur reached his hand out to place it on the the older's nape.
Sometimes Fulgur tended to forget about the small age difference, technically Uki was a bit older than him which made him his Hyung.
The pleasant warmth of Fulgur's hand on his nape and the body beneath him as he was straddling drawing hin in, Uki leaned as close as possible till their noses touched.
Shaky minty breath and shaky hands reminding him of his excitement, the purple haired closed his eyes to prepare himself.
He had stared enough into the gray diamond eyes which were begging him to overcome the small gap which kept them apart.
Finally he was able to do what he wished for, he leaned in and-
Phone ringing – his phone rang, the nightstand buzzing because of the vibration of his phone.
Immediately retracting his movements, Uki leaned back to reach for his ringing phone. Eyes widening when he saw the name of his manager appear across the screen, Uki excused himself with an awkward smile and dashed out the room as he picked up.
Could it be more cliché? Being interrupted because of a phone call?
