Fall For Me

VI. Dare You

Nine

He looked seriously at Joong. The ticking of the clock audible in the silence of the room. They're alone for the first time. Only because Joong begged him to watch over his younger siblings with him. The managers were away and Joong's mom is out to help with their sister's documents and school application.

There wasn't any scheduled shooting that day because the crew went to a nearby province to shoot scenes for Phoom and Dome. They practically have a week off.

They had just tucked the kids to sleep. The youngest sleeping soundly on Joong's bed and the other in the living room's sofabed. The kid was too heavy so he didn't bother carrying him to bed.

"Something on my face?" Joong asked as he softly patted his sister's butt to sleep.

"Yeah. Your fucking stupid face." he whispered. His stupidly handsome face is really unfair. He's already handsome so, why does he need to be a family man? All girls like men who loves children.

"P'Nine." Joong said in disapproving tone.

"What?" he innocently asked. Though he could already tell what Joong's gonna say. All his friends know how notoriously harsh and dirty his words are. Its a bad habit he can't help doing.

"You can't curse. The kids might hear you," Joong reprimanded.

So far he hadn't uttered a single curse word when the kids were awake and playing earlier. He did avoid cursing around the kids but not with Joong.

"I'm not doing stuff for you for free. You already asked me too many favors. Asking me not to curse will not motivate me," he said while he folded some clothes they had washed in the laundry earlier since the kids kept messing with the food and dirtying their clothes. It was so messy he nearly cried when he had to clean up the kitchen.

"I'll hurt you for every curse word you utter." Joong threatened.

He smirked.

"Is that all? I can take any shit you give me." he smugly said. He already braved himself for cleaning the dirty diapers that he can literally take any shit now.

Joong looked at him with a serious face. It felt like they were in a staring contest. Out of the blue, Joong reached out to him and pinched his chest.

"Fuck!" he nearly shouted but closed his mouth on time before Joong could attack again. He was genuinely shocked. Joong nearly pinched his nipples. He missed it by a few centimeters.

"Don't think that I did not hear that." Joong stood up from the bed going around to reach him.

He stood up poised to run away but prevented himself when he looked at the sleeping baby. He took a few backward steps as quietly as he can.

"Joong..." he warned.

Joong kept advancing forward stealthily also not daring to make any loud noise. He had a hard time putting his hyper baby sister to sleep.

When he successfully passed the threshold of the room he ran to the corridor and into another bedroom. Joong hot on his wheels. His long legs giving him more advantage.

It didn't even take minutes for Joong to capture him.

"Wait wait wait," he begged as he struggled to get away from Joong's arms. It was no use though.

"Ouch!" he exclaimed as Joong bit his shoulders. Thankfully his shirt mostly took the brutal attack. Joong really tried to bite him hard.

"That would have hurt real bad if not for the shirt," he smacked Joong's head still not letting his waist go.

Joong just smiled widely like a kid who just had a huge lollipop.

"I did tell you. I won't stop until your habit is completely gone," Joong said as he let him go. He sighed in relief. He didn't notice that he held his breathe.

Joong hooking his arms around his waist had become a habit and he had been unconsciously holding his breath everytime. He doesn't know why he does it. Just feeling Joong's large body behind him makes his skin crawl in a weird way that he can't explain.

"Fine. I'm doing it for the kids," he agreed and stepped away. He doesn't know when will Joong attack him again so he put some sort of distance.

Though no matter how much he avoided Joong, his efforts always become useless. Joong seems to know how to bridge that distance close. Like today. He could have declined the request but there's something about Joong that made him say yes.

Joong also doesn't seem like a privileged person like he initially thought. He takes care if his siblings well like a real brother. The level of Joong's domesticity far exceeds his own sister.

"But what's in it for me if I stop saying curse words other than not getting hurt?" he felt like he's on the losing side of whatever game he and Joong are playing.

"Aw. Me?" Joong confidently declared himself as the reward.

"You're not exactly a motivating reward," he said in a flat voice trying to sound unaffected by Joong's blatant offer of his body. Shut up dirty mind!

"Aw. You wound me. I'm confident with my body. I can do all sorts of hard labor for you," Joong tried to flex his already forming biceps since he started going to the gym under Pavel's influence. Veins are starting to be visible throughout his arms and chest already starting to be defined.

"What the heck. No, thank you. I don't want a slave. It's against the law, stupid," he flicked Joong's forehead in annoyance when he noticed how much Joong had already eaten his personal space.

"P'Nine..." Joong smiled as he condescendingly said his name. Stupid isn't a curse word! Nor does ' 'heck' be concidered as profanity.

When Joong started to move he immediately stepped backwards. He's trying to find a way to get around Joong and target the door for a run.

He found a stuff toy lying on the floor and threw it to Joong's face to distract him. After throwing the poor doll he bolted and headed for the door with all intent to escape Joong's freakishly accurate nipple-finding fingers.

"You can't escape!" Joong shouted as he swatted the toy with ease and grabbed his arms. He was violently pushed to the wall beside the door.

He looked at his escape route longingly. It's so close and yet so far.

"Joong! Don't you respect your Phi?" he said with a pleading tone. He doesn't know what Joong will do next and it caused his heart to speed up like a bullet trian.

"Aw, your ears are turning red. It's really fun making you blush like this," Joong said as he wiped an invisible dirt. The gesture putting more colors to his cheeks. He willed his heart to clam down.

"Pshhh. I'll get used to it soon enough and you'll be the one blushing later," he said with determination to his voice.

"Really? I don't think so," Joong replied with sureness. He ought to break that confidence of his. Why do younger generations become extremely brave and forward these days?

He will definitely get used to it, whatever this is, and he'll start today.

"Are you daring me Joong? I can play this game as well as you," he said as he stepped forward and entered Joong's personal space. Close enough that their stomaches are touching.

Joong didn't budge from where he stood but he saw a slight flinch. He could do this. He cou----wha--what?!

Joong snaked his arms around his waist pulling him closer than they already were and one hand settling on his ass.

"Oi! Joong?!" he shouted as Joong grabbed his butt then pinched both cheeks.

"That's for the curse words earlier," Joong said with a smirk and walked away.

Now both his cheeks and his butt cheek are red and burning from Joong's assault. Could he really get used to this when his heart is exploding fireworks every fucking time?

~TBC~