MiMiC (MxM)

Decline

(Little mini chapter Ike wanted me to write. Really catchy song :3 )

The feeling of arms wrapped around his upper body was beginning to feel familiar. Way too many things were beginning to feel familiar. Sighing, Wan-Nu stifled a yawn as he reached toward the night stand. Ike's arms around him kept him from just barely being able to brush his fingertips against his cellphone. 

"Come on, Ike." He whispered as he stretched his arm just a little further. 

It took a moment and a bit more effort before he finally managed to grab his phone. He then relaxed back against Ike's bare chest as he brought the phone closer to unlock it and check what notifications he had. Wan-Nu felt the guy's arms bring him even closer, but just figured that it was an automatic response from him having pulled away since his breathing was still even and he seemed asleep. 

He turned his screen brightness down, then began checking through his emails. Some of them were for possible shoots for Ike, fill-ins and little parts in concerts for Teller, and of course, plenty of people begging for Ello to perform at their locations. 

Deciding to mess with those when he was more awake and it wasn't... he glanced at the little clock at the top of the phone, three-thirty in the morning, he shook his head a little on the pillow he was somehow sharing and opened one of the apps he'd reinstalled after Ike had deleted them earlier with his weird excuse. 

Pushing the thought from his head, he went through the notifications. He'd actually gotten quite a few messages to check out people's profiles and see if he wanted to meet up with them. The edges of his lips tilted up slightly as he tapped on the first picture. 

His eyes widened slightly at the beautiful photo of a woman staring back at him. He was usually contacted by nice looking women, but never one so surprisingly hot. She was a little young, at twenty-eight, but he couldn't help but stare. She was absolutely gorgeous and had written that she liked his photo, which had just been him smiling a little sheepishly in one of his suits. Tay-Yun had taken the photo, and also messed with his hair a bit to make him look a little different than, as he'd put it, all the other guys. 

His thumb moved to hover over the accept button, which would allow him access to view her profile and contact information, which was usually an email to start with. He was just about to press the button when he felt one of Ike's arms lift from his chest and glanced down, only for his eyes to follow his arm up until his hand slid along the back of his. Ike's fingers ghosted over his own until he extended his pointer finger to gently tap against the Decline button. 

"Hey." Wan-Nu growled, looking over his shoulder to try and scowl at Ike, but the guy just scooted even closer, somehow, and buried his face in the back of his neck. 

When he didn't do anything else for several seconds, Wan-Nu huffed and turned his attention back to his phone. He looked at the next person who had contacted him, but considering Ello was one of her interests, he didn't dare even consider it and just hit decline. 

The next person was cute, and when he didn't see any bands he knew as interests, he smiled and clicked accept. Their profile was quieter than the others he'd seen so far, but he kind of liked that. Nice and quiet and not like a certain person that was insistently sticking himself to him more and more often. 

"They look boring..." Ike mumbled sleepily by his ear, making Wan-Nu jerk what little he had of the blankets up as a shiver ran down his back. 

"Give me some of the blankets." Wan-Nu said in Korean, then accidentally switched to English halfway through his sentence before realizing that he had needed to talk in English for Ike to understand him. 

Instead of making fun of him, Ike chuckled and squeezed his arms a bit tighter before reaching back with one hand and pulling a blanket from his side of the bed to swing over them both. 

Wan-Nu nuzzled beneath it and sighed, surprised that he had actually been pretty cold... or he was just getting too used to Ike's body heat paired with them. 

"Why are you so interested in those people? I'm right here." Ike said quietly, still refusing to give him any slack with his vice-like hug. 

Wan-Nu couldn't help but laugh a little at his words. "What are you talking about, you strange kid?" Wan-Nu asked, trying to roll over, but unable to move. 

"You're not the brightest, grandpa." Ike grumbled, earning an eye roll from Wan-Nu, even though he couldn't see it. 

Hearing a grunt from Ike, Wan-Nu glanced over his shoulder, only to watch as Ike finally released him and rolled over against the wall, giving him his back. 

"Oh god. Are you pouting?" Wan-Nu asked as he rolled over and pushed himself up to a sitting position. 

He tried to squint in order to see him better in the dark room, but Ike just grumbled again and yanked a blanket over his face. 

"And now you're hiding from me? What are you, five?" He asked before reaching over and tugging at one of the thick blankets, only for Ike to hold it tightly. 

"Will you grow up? You said that you would start behaving. Why not act your age now?" Wan-Nu said, clearly frustrated, though he really didn't understand specifically why he was so annoyed. 

There was silence for a few moments before Ike finally replied from beneath the blanket, making Wan-Nu lean closer so that he could hear his muffled words. 

"Will you take responsibility if I do?" 

Wan-Nu's heart jumped awkwardly before he replied. "I'm already responsible for you, so I don't think it would matter if I accepted responsibility for your age, too." 

There was suddenly a blanket being swung over the upper half of his body, and head, as Ike shoved him down onto his back. "What are you doing, you idiot?" Wan-Nu said as he glared up at Ike. 

Their heads and upper bodies were enclosed by the blanket, blocking out the minuscule light and making his heart hammer hard against his chest. The only sound he could hear was their quiet breathing picking up as the seconds stretched between them. 

"You said you would take responsibility, grandpa." Ike finally said in a breathy whisper, making Wan-Nu suddenly feel cold enough to shiver again, even though the guy was nearly lying on him and they were partially beneath a heavy blanket. 

Unsure of what to say besides the obvious response, Wan-Nu turned his head to the side. "I will." 

"When?" Ike asked, his breath ghosting against Wan-Nu's cheek, startling him with how close he suddenly was. He jerked his head back to glare at Ike, even though he couldn't really see him, but when he felt a soft brush against his nose, then along his skin until it was at the edge of his lips, he froze. 

"When?" Ike asked again, his lips moving against Wan-Nu's as he spoke. 

It was becoming really hard to form solid sentences in his mind, and Wan-Nu feared that if he tried to actually say them, that they'd come out as a completely different language... besides Korean or English. 

Ike waited, shockingly patient, until he was able to figure out how to put words together again and reply. 

"I... some... now?" Wan-Nu said so quietly that he couldn't even really hear himself, but Ike seemed to catch his words well enough. 

"I'll behave, for now... but not entirely." He said as he leaned just a tiny bit closer and sealed his mouth over his. 

(That grandpa kink... he's only 35 and Ike's 28 or so but he refuses to change his nickname XD)