underage | kim jongin

nine

Jackson's laugh radiated through the walls of the pottery studio he rented for the night and Ten just admired how the lights perfectly lit up Jackson's sun kissed skin while he had his hands on the pot he was spinning. Ten was struggling a bit trying to keep his hands steady enough to form a circle. "Hey Jackson, can you help me, haha i'm kind of not getting this right," ten looked at Jackson as he turned his wheel off and got up, walking towards Ten. Jackson slung his leg around the stool ten was sitting on as Ten scooted forward. Jackson put his arms around Ten's and placed his hands on top of the younger's and guided the wet pottery into a circle shape. "Here you just gotta feel the flow," Jackson put his fingers in between Ten's and placed his head in the crook of the younger's neck. Ten leans his head backwards, meeting Jackson's and laughs. Jackson had successfully helped Ten build up the pitcher he wanted to make. Ten jumped up with a bright smile and put his arms around Jackson's neck. "Thank you!" Ten laughed and drug out the last letter of 'you'. Jackson pulled back from the hug and just looked Ten in the eyes. "No problem," Jackson patted the back of Ten's lower back and got up off the stool they were both sitting on. Ten got up off his stool as Jackson went back to his and finished his pot he was making. Ten walked around the room to see all of the pots that were drying from other people that had been into the room Jackson had rented out. "Was this expensive?" he asked, wondering if he needed to feel about the older's bank account. Jackson takes a second to gather his thoughts and replies thoughtfully. "The only thing important I had to pay for is ever losing touch with such an amazing person in the first place," Ten looks at him, knowing if Kalah would've said this, he would have had a fit from how cheesy it sounded, but for some reason it was different with Jackson. Ten felt different with him but he didn't know why. "Why thank you. But seriously, do I need to feel bad about your wallet?" Ten asks, trying to act like he actually was going to pay Jackson back. Jackson laughs "what?" Ten crosses his arms. "nothing , nothing, just happy. You're exactly the way you were before, persistent," Jackson takes his focus off of Ten and puts it back towards the wheel in front of him again, shaking his head with a grin. Ten looks at Jackson not even knowing what to say, he looks so ethereal just sitting there peacefully, hands on wheel. The older's hair was lightly laying just a bit lower than his eyebrow, Ten walked up to him, squatted down to the height of the stool Jackson was sitting on and slowly brushed his hair towards his ear. In the process, Jackson can't focus on anything but Ten's face and his impeccable beauty that in some way just sat soundly below his honey coloured skin. Ten and Jackson were so undeniably infatuated with each other that anyone could notice but them. Even if there had been a separating of the two, in the beginning their manors were just the same as a couple already. They did things for each other a lot of friends don't just necessarily 'do'. Before either of them could notice, Jackson was inching closer and so was Ten. Ten broke the tension, which had felt like it took forever to do and pressed his lips swiftly onto Jackson's. Jackson stands up, as ten follows, taking pressure off of his feet. The older places his arm around Ten's waist and rubs his thumb in circles while his other hand was pressed softly on the side of Ten's face. Jackson takes his hand he had placed on the younger's back and glides it up to the nape of his neck. As the kissing went along for about a minute more, it got more heated and they both had their minds set on the same thing. Ten lets out a light whimper as Jackson bites down on the younger's bottom lip. Jackson licks a stripe across Ten's lower lip, asking for permission to enter his mouth with his tongue. Ten leaves his mouth closed, not letting Jackson enter. Jackson takes control, taking his hand off the younger's neck and striking it on the left of Ten's bottom causing him to gasp. Jackson takes the advantage to enter and Ten just complies. All of the sudden a large ring comes out of the side of Jackson's pocket. Ten sighs and slowly detaches his lips from Jackson's as the older takes the phone out of his pocket, looking at the contact labeled 'mommy'. "Damn it," Jackson announces. Ten covers his mouth trying not to erupt with laughter. "Hey mommy what's up," Jackson says sweetly. Ten could understand because he knew Mandarin too, but Jackson didn't know that. Jackson stood there, nodding his head listening to what his mother had to say to him. Jackson didn't say much knowing his mom would just talk more and even if she did, it didn't really matter because she'd already ruined the mood he had set for him and Ten.

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"Did you see- did- did you see that guy's face oh my god," Jongin yells, placing a hand over his chest to subside the hysterical laughter he let out. Kalah was hitting the center console as hard as she could as screeches of laughter were coming out of her while she was fighting for air. As they were just calmly on their way to Jongin's secret destination, listening to calm music, Jongin decided to turn on the most hype rap song that he could find in his library. Jongin started rapping as quick and loud as he could, occasionally looking back at kalah. As soon as Jongin saw Kalah laughing as loud as she was and covering her face, he wanted her to do it more and more so he rolled down the window and stuck his head out, while sticking his tongue out like a dog. Jongin pulled up to a red light eventually after pulling his shenanigans. Kalah had finally caught her breath and was able to breathe. Jongin slowly turned his head towards Kalah and was just admiring her features that in his eyes were the most perfect things he's ever seen on a person. Jongin contemplates for a second but before he can finish, he sticks his hand across the center console and grabs Kalah's hand. Kalah just looks over her shoulder in question. "Why all of the sudden?" she asks, wondering what he's up to now. "I don't know you just look so beautiful I couldn't help myself," he says, making circular patterns with his thumb over the top of her hand. "Well it's not like I was complaining," kalah says and raises her hand in defence. The two of them giggle and move on to the next subject. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of driving, Jongin pulled up to Songdo beach. Usually songdo was packed with so many people you couldn't even hear the waves clash, but it was different at night. The energy was completely different compared to the handful of times Kalah had been there with her friends and mom as a young teen. Kalah felt her door open, startling her a bit. Jongin was standing behind the door, smiling at her innocence and complete confusion of why they were there. Jongin had planned this whole night long ago, but had no one he felt he liked enough to do it with. "C'mon baby we got things to do," Jongin laughs and shakes his head as he swiftly grabs Kalah's hand, leading her out of the car. "Sorry, sorry, I spaced out," Kalah tries to keep up with Jongin as he pulls her along with him. The two of them always had his problem. Jongin is so much taller than Kalah, so he never notices her speed compared to his. Kalah jogs forward and taps his lower back. The older just looks back and lets out an "oh," as he shortened his paces. "Y'know Jongin I don't know how you forget every ti- wow," Kalah's eyes widened as her and Jongin walked up to a tent sitting on the sand, lit up perfectly. There was a table and chairs sat under the lights and near the ocean waves. Beside the table, there were two baskets to which Kalah inferred had food in them. Kalah detached her hand from Jongins and ran up to the table under the tent. "Are we eating on the beach?" she asks, in shock. "Well yes, if that's good with you," Jongin says. "Good? It's way more than good. I've always dreamt of this. Oh my god thank you,". Jongin lets out a deep laugh and catches up to Kalah, pulling her chair out before she could but before she could sit down, he places his hands at the top of her shoulders and slid her long, brown coat off of her arms. "Well thank you, gentleman," kalah jokes. Jongin almost takes a step away until the younger grabs the bottom of his sleeve, pulling him down to her level and placing a soft peck on his lips. Jongin reciprocates the kiss by adding a hand on Kalah's cheek before walking to his seat and sitting down. "You're welcome baby," Jongin has a tint of pink plastered over his face until he realizes he needs to snap out of it and stick to the plan. Jongin grabs the basket closest to him and gestures towards the younger to pick up the other one. "Oh, me okay," Kalah says in a bit of confusion. Jongin places the handles of the basket to the sides and opens the flap at the top. First he pulled out a big slice of watermelon, then two spoons, and finally a tray of chocolate covered strawberries. Kalah purses her lips and makes an 'ooh' sound. Jongin smirks and just looks up at her for a second before she remembers she also has a basket. She looks down into her basket and pulls out a few items, just ones you'd regularly see in a picnic basket. Kalah looks back up to see Jongin looking at her with a ring box in his hands.