Really just Revenge? (Wonhui)

Am I really just your revenge plan?

When Junhui came home he noticed Wonwoo's jacket over one of the chairs so he wasn't surprised to see Wonwoo sitting on his sofa. He had given Wonwoo the key after all. But today he wasn't cheery or happy seeing the other. After they ran into Mingyu he just couldn't get the things he said out of his head.

"Oh see who's there! My ex that tries to take revenge on me through having a fling with a barkeeper", Mingyu had greeted them.

"What?"

"Ignore him, Junhui, please", Wonwoo said and tried to pull Junhui into a different direction, away from Mingyu.

"Why are you leaving so fast, my love?" Mingyu sounded drunk while he shouted after them but Wonwoo did not stop. He just pulled Junhui away.

He was ripped out of his thoughts by Wonwoo.

"Hi!" Wonwoo seemed happier than usual. He practically jumped into Junhui's arms and kisses his cheek before taking Junhui's hand and dragging him onto the couch. Only then does he notice the expression on Junhui's face. The furrowed eyebrow, the clenched jaw.

"What's wrong?", he asks worriedly.

"What am I to you?"

Wonwoo looks at Junhui confused. He didn't understand why Junhui was asking him that question. They haven't put a label on their relationship yet.

"I really like you, Junhui. I know we haven't really talked it out but you could say that you are my boyfriend", he answers not knowing what else to say. He hopes he didn't say anything wrong.

"Really? Are you sure I'm not just a revenge plan?"

And that's when Wonwoo understands what Junhui'sbad mood was all about.

"Are you still thinking about the shit Mingyu said?", he asks and chuckles lightly.

"You know that's not true."

Junhui looks anywhere but into Wonwoo's eyes. He feels childish for bringing the topic up but he's not ready to put his everything into a relationship that might only be for Wonwoo's revenge. He likes Wonwoo a way he hasn't liked anyone in a while.

"Do I know that? Well, I did not. When we met at the bar I said it looked like you wanted to take revenge on someone and you said you could call it revenge what you wanted to do. Now Mingyu said that and I just can't get it out of my head. I...I...", Junhui stops not knowing what to say. He musters up all his courage. He has to say it now or he'll regret it.

"I love you, Wonwoo, and I don't want to waste those feelings on someone that might not feel the same."

Wonwoo's taken aback. How is he supposed to answer. He's so unsure about his own feelings but he's sure about on thing: he does not want to lose Junhui.

Junhui sat down opposite of Wonwoo by now and waits for an answer. So Wonwoo takes a deep breath, reahces over to take Junhui's hands in his and answers.

"Junhui, I am still unsure about my feelings for you. I really like you a lot, I just still have to figure out myself and I'd understand if you can't wait but I hope you do because you are certainly not just a revenge plan. You are a wonderful, charming and amazing person. And you mean a lot to me, understood?"

Junhui nods, lets Wonwoo hold his hands a little longer and then frees his hands only to put them on both sides of Wonwoo's face and pulls him into a kiss. What is sweet at first soon turns into a sensual and slow battle for dominance that Junhui wins in the end. They both know that they should probably talk this out but don't care about it now. As their bodies move together Junhui decides that he'll never let this boy go again.

They move to the bedroom, their clothes lost on the way there. When Junhui pushes Wonwoo into the mattress he looks down at him for a moment.

"Wonwoo, no matter how you decide in the end, you need to remember that I love you."

And then they become one. Junhui's hands explore Wonwo in a way they haven't ever before. Junhui tries to remember everything. The way Wonwoo's back arches off the bed when Junhui pushes into him. The high pitched whines and whimpers that escape Wonwoo's mouth when the pleasure overwhelmes him. How Wonwoo scraps Junhui's back with his nails. Junhui tries to remember it all, afraid that he might loose it.

"Junhui, Junhui, Junhui." His name becomes a mantra for Wonwoo. He repeats it over an over again, holding onto Junhui like his life depended on it.

Wonwoo pulls Junhui into a kiss, if you could call what they did kissing, it was all teeth and tongue.

Wonwoo comes first, painting their chests in white while he arches off the bed. Alone the sight of Wonwoo like this causes Junhui to follow him into that place of pure pleasure.

Once they calmed down enough, Junhui cleans them up, pulls Wonwoo into his arms and a blanket over them.

"Junhui, I really like you. Please, wait for me to figure out what I really feel."

And all Junui does for an answer is kiss Wonwoo on the bed and pull him closer. It's enough for Wonwoo tonunderstand that Junhui is willing to try.