[M] Pasta, Pizza and Shirley (1/1)

"Why didn't you tell me you were gay?" Kyuhyun could tell that his voice was clipped, and he could imagine that his brow was furrowed. It tended to do that when he got angry."I – I never thought it would be this big of an issue." So, that was a lie, but Jongwoon couldn't really know the truth. What was he supposed to say? 'So, hey, actually, I've been pining after you for years. Now, carry on.' Somehow that didn't seem fitting."What do you mean? Of course it is! It's part of who you are, Kyu. I don't know why you wouldn't tell me. I'm perfectly fine with it. You know I'd never judge you.""I know. I know. I just – I don't know what I thought." His thumb played with the creases on the comforter he was sitting on, and he sighed. What if Jongwoon started making correlations between their previous late-night 'adventures' and his sexuality?"But this is your first boyfriend?" Kyuhyun nodded before realizing Jongwoon couldn't hear him."Yeah.""Jesus. How long have you known?" The truth stuck in his throat, and he wished Jongwoon was there next to him so that he could start crying and shaking his head, and Jongwoon would drop it."I've had some idea since I was nine," he finally croaked out."Nine? Well, fuck, Kyuhyun. That's nine years. You didn't think to say anything to me once?" Kyuhyun sniffed and pressed his face into the pillow for a second, taking a deep, steadying breath."I'm sorry." There was a long pause before Jongwoon spoke, and Kyuhyun checked his phone to make sure the connection hadn't had died."Look, Seulgi's coming over soon. I'll talk to you later. But I just need some time… okay? I can't believe you – We'll just talk about this later." A few weeks before graduation, he and Minho broke up. It turned out that they weren't a match made for each other, as Minho had hoped. The break-up was mutual, and they both decided that while they did love each other to a certain extent, they weren't in love with each other. Kyuhyun's mind was still Jongwoon-centric, and Minho still thought about his friend-crush, Jonghyun, all the time.Graduation came. Jongwoon had just graduated a few days prior, and was planning on continuing his music career at SME. He wanted to be a vocal coach. By this point, Kyuhyun had decided he wanted to teach Math at high school. He was going to Seoul University to get a teaching degree. A part of him knew it wouldn't be as easy to go home, and he wouldn't see Jongwoon more often. Still, that was shoved to the back of his mind with graduation.Jongwoon came for graduation, and the night after, the two of them decided to go to a bar close to the hotel at which Jongwoon was staying. Kyuhyun was careful not to drink too much, unsure what the results would be. Jongwoon, however, didn't seem to hold those fears, and after a few shots, he was dancing wildly to the music, absolutely plastered."You look like an electrocuted monkey," Kyuhyun said, laughing at Jongwoon and leaning back against the chair. His friend had his hands up and was waving them about in rhythm to the song. Though he was a fairly good dancer sober, he lacked all capabilities whilst intoxicated."Shuddup. As if you could dance better." Kyuhyun put his drink down and got up, moving closer to Jongwoon. He'd always been a good dancer, and he quickly lost himself in the rhythm, his head swaying a bit as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. Though his arms were loose, they didn't sway about dangerously like Jongwoon's did. The latter scanned him up and down before pouting. "Show off.""You know it." Kyuhyun winked at him."Hey, Kyunnie…" Jongwoon had really taken an affinity to calling him that while drunk."Yeah?" Jongwoon moved closer, his fingers grazing against Kyuhyun's lower back."Can I kiss you?" Kyuhyun felt that same little flutter inside of him, and he shook his head."No, you can't.""But Kyunnie! I've kissed your face before." The whine in his voice made him sound like a little kid, and it didn't help that as he stopped attempting to dance and faced Kyuhyun, his bangs flopped down in front of his eyes. His lower lip jutted out, and Kyuhyun smiled sadly at him. "Why can't I kiss you?""Because if you do, you'll regret it in the morning, and you won't want to talk to me. It's happened before, remember?" Part of him wanted to tell Jongwoon 'never mind' and let the raven kiss him, but he knew what that would lead to. He'd been down that road before, and it wasn't a place he particularly wanted to go back to."But don't you love me?" The question was harmless, but it still made Kyuhyun turn away, swallowing thickly. Jongwoon’s obliviousness hurt, and as much as he wanted to turn to him and say that he did, that wouldn't ever lead to a happily-ever-after."You're my best friend," Kyuhyun finally whispered. Jongwoon scooted forward, and the two of them were pressed together. Underneath the bangs, Kyuhyun could see black, almond eyes staring at him. As he reached out to push away, Jongwoon grabbed his hands, squeezing. Kyuhyun sighed, and leaned into Jongwoon, though his mind screaming over and over again – this is a bad idea.Jongwoon leaned forward, and Kyuhyun found himself doing the same. Their lips met, and the music seemed to swell around them. Kyuhyun's eyes closed as he felt Jongwoon's tongue breech through and taste his lower lip. Kyuhyun groaned at the touch, and Jongwoon's arms wrapped around him. One hand reached up, fingers splayed, running through his hair. With Jongwoon pressed that closely against him, he couldn't think, and Kyuhyun let his hand go up, cupping Jongwoon's cheek.Jongwoon's hips jerked upward, and as he arched into Kyuhyun, Kyuhyun shuddered. His hands dipped down, and he moved back, biting at Jongwoon's neck. Grabbing onto one of Jongwoon's hands, he trailed it downward, and let them both brush against the bulge in his pants. Even if he was the one guiding him, the feel of Jongwoon's hand against him like that was indescribably amazing. Jongwoon chuckled, getting the gist of it, and palmed Kyuhyun through his clothes."Fuck…" Kyuhyun mewled and his lips went back to Jongwoon's. Their tongues pressed together, wrestling, and their teeth scraped together."Hotel?" Jongwoon asked, pulling back for a second."I thought you'd never ask." They ran out of the bar, their hands all over each other. Kyuhyun could feel the adrenaline course through him. A small, nagging part in the back of his mind worried about what was going on, but as Jongwoon laughed and squeezed his ass, those thoughts ebbed away.Kyuhyun wasn't sure how they managed to make it up to the room, but when the door finally slammed shut behind them, they stumbled backwards onto the bed. Jongwoon was immediately reaching for Kyuhyun's shirt and pulling it over his head. Kyuhyun groaned and reached for Jongwoon's. His fingers trailed down Jongwoon's chest, and he felt a shiver go through him at the sense of déjà vu.Jongwoon stared at him for a moment before unbuttoning his shorts and pulling them out from underneath him before letting them fall to the ground. Kyuhyun hissed as his own boxer-briefs were finally pulled down to the ground as well, and his cock sprung free.Jongwoon, however, drew back, ridding himself of clothing as well. Whimpering at the lack of contact, he instead looked down, biting his lip, his heart thudding against his chest."Flip over. On your hands and knees." Kyuhyun wordlessly did as he was told and heard the sound of Jongwoon spitting on his fingers. There was barely enough time to prepare himself before he felt something slowly prodding at him. His muscles clenched, and Jongwoon's hand reached up, soothing drawing circles on his back. It wasn't quite enough, and as the finger slowly eased in, Kyuhyun whimpered into the pillow. Jongwoon paused at the knuckle before sliding his finger the rest of the way in.Soon a second and a third finger was added. Jongwoon languidly stroked him, and Kyuhyun bit his lip. It hurt like hell. Maybe with lube it would've been manageable, but this was hell. The spit dried out quickly it felt, and it was only Jongwoon's whisper – "Relax for me" – that kept him going. His fingers wrapped around the blanket beneath him, and tears swam down his face. All he could do was be happy that this wasn't his first time and he at least had been stretched out before.Jongwoon experimentally changed angles, and Kyu felt him graze against his prostate. Warmth bubbled in his stomach again, and he arched upwards, still sniffling, though his fingers relaxed. Jongwoon pulled out, and Kyuhyun was about to complain when he heard Jongwoon spitting again. Something much larger prodded at him. Jongwoon sheathed himself in, and Kyuhyun couldn't help but let out a quiet whimper of pain.There was a minute to adjust, and then Jongwoon grabbed his shoulders pulling out. Jongwoon let out a small moan. "So fucking tight." He felt on fire, but Jongwoon was quick to change that. He shifted alternating angles until Kyuhyun suddenly felt it spark inside of him again. He shuddered and moved backwards in time with Jongwoon's thrust.Jongwoon kept that, his fingers squeezing around Kyuhyun's fingers as he set a quick pace. Each thrust was accompanied by some sort of a small noise, and it filled the stiff, sticky air of the hotel room. Kyuhyun couldn't think. One hand reached up, wrapping itself around his cock, and he stroked in time with each thrust. His stomach clenched and the warmth was starting to spread down him completely.Jongwoon was the first to come. His fingers suddenly clawed into him, painfully so, and Jongwoon was letting out a choked moan. Kyuhyun felt something warm fill him, and Jongwoon weakly managed to continue thrusting throughout it, milking himself. Kyuhyun's hand sped up, almost fervently, and he felt himself start to clench. It took a minute or two more – at which point Jongwoon was weakly leaning against him – but finally he felt himself come undone as well. He came onto his hand and his chest, biting down on his lower lip.When he had finally come down, Jongwoon pulled out, falling back on the bed. Kyuhyun curled up next to him, his eyes shutting. For a moment, everything was perfect, and then he fell asleep.They had a long argument after they had woken up. Kyuhyun had done so first, thankfully, and he was sure Jongwoon would've run away had he been the first. Kyuhyun wasn't sure he had ever yelled that much or been that shaken. Jongwoon knew how he felt. It was finally out in the open, and it scared the hell out of him. "How long?" Jongwoon demanded, and Kyuhyun turned away, his eyes clenched shut. "How fucking lon