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Title: Running Man
Fandom: TVXQ
Pairing: Yunho/Changmin
Rating: R
Summary: Changmin likes running. Particularly when he’s being chased.
Notes: For the kink_bingo square ‘consent play’.

Running Man

Changmin runs.

He hadn’t even been aware of this... this thing, whatever it is—kink, need, massive fucking turn-on—until earlier this evening when they were filming the Running Man episode as part of their comeback. Dressed in high-collared satin opera cloaks and sporting Phantom of the Opera masks, they’d wandered around the theatre in search of the little gold balls that would eliminate their hosts from the game. Yunho loved it, because he’s secretly five years old, but Changmin found it stupid and embarrassing.

Or at least he had, right up until the moment when he’d almost been caught, when he hid in the box office and panted and shivered at how close he’d come to being unmasked, and adrenalin had surged through him, giving him the kind of endorphin high he used to get from being on stage.

It got better, too. He’d gone out and circled around the foyer with the other masked guests, and he’d flirted with the danger of discovery, heart pounding, a jittery thrill churning his stomach and blocking his throat. When the Commander had suspected him, he’d kept a straight face, managed to stifle the heave of excitement, and then he ran. Oh, how he ran.

The Commander chased him up the stairs, along hallways, and Changmin had given him the slip, cut backstage where he thought he was safe, but then the Commander had flung himself from his hiding place and Changmin had run again, tried desperately to escape, but he was breathless and his limbs were weak and he was on the verge of hysteria even as arousal curled through him. As he tried to flee, he tangled his feet in his cloak and fell. The Commander tackled him, and Changmin yelped and struggled and rolled up into a ball, laughing and laughing until he felt sick with it, and he hoped his captor wouldn’t notice how stupidly turned on he was.

The Commander didn’t notice, but Yunho did. Of course he did. He always notices things like that—embarrassing things, things that make Changmin squirm—he notices and then he takes that knowledge and twists it and unleashes it upon Changmin when they’re alone.

Like now.

They get home, both of them tired after several hours of filming, and Yunho is all sweet and solicitous, helping Changmin with his coat and even lining up their shoes on the rack beside the front door. Then he asks if Changmin wants a drink to help him sleep and offers to make hot chocolate. This should ring warning bells—Yunho’s attempts at making bedtime drinks usually end with chocolate powder spilled over the counter and the stench of burned milk emanating from the microwave—but Changmin is exhausted and still flinchy-touchy after the chase, and he just wants to be cosseted.

“Sit down, Changminnie,” Yunho says, and goes into the kitchen.

Changmin sinks onto the sofa with relief. He closes his eyes and breathes deeply, trying to exorcise the memory of how it felt to be pursued, and then he hears a soft footfall behind him and he knows Yunho is standing there.

He wants to ask where his drink is, wants to make some sarcastic comment about Yunho being unable to boil water, but he can’t see him, because Yunho is standing right behind him. He can only hear, and then Yunho leans down and says, low and soft and directly into Changmin’s ear, “Do you like being chased?”

The strangest sensation goes through him. Cold, then hot. Changmin tries not to move, tries not to react in any way, and says, “No.”

Silence, and then Yunho breathes out one word: “Liar.”

“No,” Changmin says again, but there’s that squiggling bubble of hysteria building up again, and when Yunho clamps a hand on his shoulder, Changmin bolts from the couch and is across the other side of the room before he even knows what he’s doing. At bay, he turns and stares at Yunho, who’s wearing a dangerous, glittering smile.

“Changminnie, Changminnie,” Yunho sing-songs, “I’m going to chase you. I’m going to catch you.”

“No. No.” Legs trembling, his breathing fluttery and shallow, Changmin keeps on repeating himself as if that word will save him, even though everything in him is screaming Yes Yes Yes. He backs up against the wall, gaze darting, measuring distances, calculating clearance, and he wonders if he can make it to the other side of the lounge and the safety of his bedroom.

“Gonna catch you.” Yunho doesn’t bother going left or right around the sofa. He simply vaults over the top of it and runs at him.

Letting out an undignified squeal, Changmin feints one way then dashes in the opposite direction. Yunho corrects his own trajectory and grabs Changmin’s arm. The touch is brief but electrifying. Changmin yells, pulls free and almost falls over a heap of DVDs. He staggers around the far end of the couch, breaths gasping out of him, and runs for the bathroom.

“No,” Yunho snaps, and dives at him.

Changmin reverses direction and hustles back the way he’s come, using the sofa as a barrier. He has a brief mental image of the two of them running around it for the next hour until they collapse with exhaustion, and then he skitters behind an armchair and presses his back to the wall, shivering and sick with excitement.

“Gonna get you, baby,” Yunho sings, holding his arms out in front of him and wriggling his fingers. “Gonna get you, gonna tickle you.”

“Fuck off. Fuck off, you stupid bastard.” Changmin snatches up the cushion from the armchair and hurls it at Yunho. He hates being tickled, hates it like he hates being chased, and just the thought of it makes his legs all wobbly.

Yunho’s expression is bright with excitement. “Ooh Changminnie, I’m coming to get you!”

Under normal circumstances, Changmin would give him a blistering look and Yunho would shrivel up on the spot and then he’d very meekly go and tidy away that pile of DVDs. But these are not normal circumstances. Changmin’s rational mind has taken temporary leave of absence and with it has gone his vocabulary of harsh words and all his mean glares, and his frigid temperament has just sent a memo saying it won’t be back until tomorrow morning at the latest, and oh, oh fuck, he has to run, he has to run now

Yunho rushes him. Changmin flees across the room again, grabs onto the sofa and swings himself around it. His feet slip, and he twists, catches himself on the back of the couch and rolls over it, bounces on the seat and lands on the floor. It winds him for a moment, and then panic shears through him and he picks himself up and dashes behind the second armchair. As a means of defence, he leans forward and grabs the cushion from this chair, too.

“Oh, baby, is that the best you can do?” Yunho is mocking him now, making it patently clear that he expects this stand-off to be resolved in his favour. He takes a threatening step closer, and Changmin yips. God, he hates himself for making that noise. It advertises his arousal more clearly than a message on a forty-foot billboard.

“Don’t,” he gasps. “Don’t chase me. I don’t like it.”

Yunho’s eyes gleam. “Then surrender. Say it right now—‘I can’t run as fast as you even though I have longer legs, so I deserve to be punished, I deserve to be caught and held down and tickled without mercy until—’”

“You dick, you moron, I am not saying that.” Changmin throws the cushion full force at Yunho and bolts forward, heading straight for him.

“Hey!” Yunho catches the cushion, unsighted for a moment, and Changmin barrels into him, gives him a hard shove that knocks him sideways. It buys Changmin enough time to run to the other side of the room. He throws a glance at the front door in pure speculation. He’s not going out there in bare feet, and if he started running for help to the other dorms he’s pretty sure this would end up as some sort of ridiculous free-for-all and that’s not what he wants.

No, he wants this to stay right here in the apartment, wants to keep it just between the two of them. A battle of wits.

Or something.

Yunho tosses the cushion aside and prowls closer. They both hunch down and circle the couch. Excitement pulses through Changmin. Heat blazes from him, and he licks his top lip, tastes sweat. His tiredness has been pushed aside, but it’s still there, still reaching for him, and it’s the knowledge that he could make a mistake and fail that makes this game so thrilling.

“What do you like most about this?” Yunho asks, low and breathless. “What is it, Changminnie—the pursuit or the capture?”

Changmin moans. Stops himself before he can sound too desperate. “Both. It makes me feel—”

Yunho doesn’t wait for him to finish the sentence. Instead he lunges at him, reaching out to grab, and Changmin utters a frantic, high-pitched cry and jerks backwards.

“It makes you feel alive, doesn’t it?” Yunho’s charge is halted by the sofa and he retreats, his smile fierce and predatory.

“Yes. Yes, it does.” Changmin plasters himself to the wall and drags in shaking breaths. That was close. Too close. “Reminds me of how it used to feel when we performed. Years ago. When we started. Maybe I’m jaded. Maybe—too serious. I just...”

Yunho’s expression softens. “I know, baby.”

Changmin stares at him. “Yun,” he says, “catch me.”

“Oh yeah,” Yunho says, his look hot and greedy now. “And when I catch you...”

“No tickling. Promise me no tickling.” Changmin slides sideways, lures Yunho one way and then breaks in the opposite direction. Yunho growls and they both halt, gazing at one another across the barrier of the sofa.

“Surrender. Admit you’re a weed and I won’t tickle you,” Yunho says.

“You’re so magnanimous.” Changmin flicks back his fringe. It’s damp, hanging in his eyes. “I reject your terms. Come and get me—if you can.”

“Oh, Changminnie. Never challenge me.” Yunho rocks back, then runs at him. Not left. Not right. Forward. Onto the sofa. He slams his leading foot down hard on the back of the couch, and the whole thing tips over, lands on the floor with an almighty crash, and Changmin is so startled he doesn’t think to run until it’s too late.

“No!” The denial is torn from his lips as Yunho catches him around the waist. Changmin fights. “No no no no no no—” He struggles free, lurches forward and hits the wall, panting and lightheaded, his limbs turning to water. Dizziness overwhelms him. He loses his balance as Yunho grabs at him again. Changmin hauls himself around, trying to shake him off, but Yunho hangs on, laughing and pulling him down.

Changmin makes a monumental effort and squirms free. He goes across the floor like some sort of extra-long caterpillar, and then Yunho is upon him again, pinning him down, and now he’s caught, now he has absolutely nowhere to go, and the knowledge burns through him, obliterating everything but the most basic of instincts.

“Oh God!” He still fights, scrabbles about on the floor as Yunho gets him in a rough arm-lock and mouths at him, bestowing hot, hot kisses to the back of his neck, to the side of his throat. He writhes and struggles, rubbing against Yunho, painfully aware of Yunho’s thick, hard cock pressed to the curve of his ass. “Oh God, oh Yunho, oh—I don’t want it, I don’t, oh make me make me make me.”

“Baby. Fuck. Oh yeah.” Yunho lifts up enough to turn him over. They grind together, still fighting. Yunho keeps on kissing him, aims for his mouth, but Changmin won’t let him.

“No.” He bares his teeth, tries to bite when Yunho gets too close, then stretches back his head, exposing the vulnerable long line of his throat, and Changmin shouts and snarls and thrusts up against the constriction of his clothes and Yunho’s weight over him and the awful, incredible pressure of Yunho’s thigh between his legs.

“Make me give in,” Changmin begs, demands, falling apart. “Oh, please.”

Yunho humps against him, hot and hard, and presses his forearm across Changmin’s chest and leans on him, trapping him further, forcing Changmin to an awareness of his rapid heartbeat and the high, panicked, ecstatic gasps of his breathing.

“Caught you, Changminnie,” Yunho says, voice harsh and brutal. “Chased you and caught you and now you’re mine.”

“No,” Changmin whispers, arching, straining, chasing after his orgasm, running and running towards it, and he bucks up, thrusts again and again, clutches at Yunho’s shoulders, at his back, his ass, holds his captor down on top of him and screams, broken and triumphant.



They’re all sticky and messy, and the living room looks like a bomb hit it. Changmin knows he’ll be the one to restore order to the chaos, but he can’t bring himself to care right now.

Yunho has his eyes closed. He nuzzles at Changmin’s neck, whispers lazy kisses over his damp skin. “Remind me again which you prefer—the pursuit or the capture?”

Changmin smiles, brushes a hand through Yunho’s hair, and makes no reply.

Date: 2012-07-17 05:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I love the excitement that comes across in the words of this - the bubbling, twisting need of Changmin shoots right off the page into my adrenaline glands and I can so easily imagine how worked up he is.

And in contrast is the calm, controlled, determined Yunho who watches, and knows, and is aware of exactly which button to press when.

In terms of relationship it's such an exciting way of displaying how much they trust each other.

But what I found so interesting was how much control of this Changmin actually has - he's the one demanding to be made to give in, which is more than a little topping from the bottom, and how sweet that Yunho lets him be demanding.

But best bit of all: Yunho winds him up tighter and tighter and so much more excited, but when Yunho decides they've both had enough he's utterly direct and no more playing. I cheered when he went straight over the couch to Changmin and didn't allow any barrier to stand between them.

Hot, exciting and brilliantly metaphoric for the relationship all in a few short pages. What a trip!!

Date: 2012-07-17 07:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you. Out-of-control Changers is glorious. That show was just pure gold. I hope Yunho takes full advantage of Changmin's tendencies towards breathlessness, heh ♥

Date: 2012-07-17 09:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Omg I was seriously just watching the episode of HoMin on Running Man two days ago LOL so everything is still fresh in my mind! Now every time I re-watch the part where Changmin is getting chased by Commander and gets caught asldfjlskdf I'm going to think of this fic ;3;

I love this so so much and ughhh the adrenalin ffffff <33333333333
There's just something about the way you make Changmin squeal and yelp in your fics is so unfff

Date: 2012-07-17 09:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! LOL the bit where he's in the box office up against the wall all sweaty and panting, that is so epic XD and the way he falls over and gets pinned, heeee. Changmin is such a noisy boy ;)

Date: 2012-07-17 10:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Omg yes when he gets pinned and he's still trying to crawl away and then he just ends up laughing and it's so cute ;3;
Oh and where at the box office when he grabs the running ball and then just crawls on the floor ;A; ♥

Date: 2012-07-17 11:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This is awesome! So fun and they're both so adorable! Hot too, of course. Love the ep of Running Man and really happy to see a fic based off of it.

Date: 2012-07-17 02:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you :) LOL I was so late to watching that ep, only saw it a couple of months ago, but it was hilarious and offered so much in terms of smutty thoughts XD

Date: 2012-07-18 01:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Okay, as much as i love the other one. This was so in the moment. Writing this I can feel my heart beating like I was the one being chased. It is so wild.
I think the way you make details happen, not out of context but as if it is really going on. It makes me feel like part of the story, which makes it even more exciting because then I am involved and loving it even more.
I really like this one.

Date: 2012-07-18 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you - and it's funny because this is also my favourite of the two fics, perhaps because the kink aspect is more strongly defined for me and breathless, over-excited Changmin is such a nice thought :D

Date: 2012-07-18 08:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
this is so smut!!!
thanks for writing !!

Date: 2012-07-18 09:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You're welcome, thank you for reading!

Date: 2012-07-18 05:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
The TVXQ Running Man Ep has to be the most epic reality-type show ever, not just of all the RM series, but of all reality tv! I love it so much that I've re-watched it a half dozen times at least. So this diddy had me panting, yipping, yelping, and squealing right along with Changmin! My heart was racing as I read it, and I even paused a few times, to catch my breath!

I just love how exciting you made it, so descriptive and so captivating! The hunter/seeker vs the hunted/sought is always enticing. And I totally get Changmin's kink for it, because it's deeply masculine, almost archiac cave-manish. And Yunho's radar-beamed perception, of picking up on it, and how it thrills Changmin, is so telling of his character, and how he loves to spoil his maknae while dishing out something much more sensual and fulfilling than hot chocolate!

Thank you as always for giving me another favorite to meme!

Date: 2012-07-20 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I've only watched it once, but it made an impression *g* hee, now I'm imagining them as cavemen, what a nice thought! Thank you for reading ^^

Date: 2012-07-18 09:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This is totally my head canon, them running around their high class apartment chasing each other and trashing things when they are bored (or when they are fighting). And ohh, this is lightly yet deliciously twisted. (Also, my other head canon is Jung walking around in their home naked because he wouldn't bother to put on clothes, yes?) However that particular ep of Running man had me laughing pretty hard, Changmin sure seemed to be into it.

Desperate boys I say, with no patience. :D Great job, as always!

Date: 2012-07-20 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! LOL yes Yunho would totally wander around naked and Changmin would huff and pile all discarded clothing in front of Yunho's door as a massive hint and yet! That hint would never be taken. How strange.

Date: 2012-07-19 08:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
omg, why am i only seeing this now skjfhds!
they were so cute in running man, and they're so cute here. especially changmin. ughh, you adorable thing you get turned on by the weirdest things ughhh lemme squish you.

this is amazing, as always. thank you for sharing!

Date: 2012-07-20 06:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! They were adorable. Changmin's hysteria, the Rhinopillar, Yunho doing a handstand and almost kicking Changmin in the face... just a great show all round XD

Date: 2012-07-20 03:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I LOVED them on running man. yunho organizing everyone and leading them into helping him find the ball was so laksjhajkal leader-shii, and changmin was like a kid, totally forgetting to keep his image as the mature one of the two.
And now, i need to go back and watch it for like the fourth time.
although i'm not really into kinky stuff, i somehow didn't mind this, lol
Thanks for sharing!

Date: 2012-07-20 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you :) LOL yes Yunho was so very organised! And Changmin got waaaaay too over-excited. This is fairly kink-lite, really; I'm glad you enjoyed it ^^

Date: 2012-07-22 01:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ha! Not only did I just find this, but I had never seen that episode of Running Man. I have now. And as a bonus, I now know the origin of the Rhinopillar, truly one of the funniest animals of all time.

I love the depictions of both of them in this fic. Changmin always seems more than a little tightly wound to me, if not an out and out brat. Most of the time I think he takes it out on Yunho (especially now that neither Junsu nor Jae is available to torment). But, Yunho has the whip hand, as it were, under these circumstances, if not under most. I love the way Yunho easily gets him right back to being semi-hysterically overstimulated. And turned on, oh yeah! Changmin as Yunho's prey - excellent!

Thank you!

Date: 2012-07-22 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks :) I didn't see that Running Man ep until fairly recently and pretty much laughed all the way through. So much epic stuff. I especially liked the really gentle way that Changmin 'helped' Yunho out of his handstand by shoving him all 'get your feet out of my face right now', tsk tsk Changmin, your attitude...

Date: 2012-07-22 09:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Can't believe I've just read this now!! Running Man + TVXQ has to be the best thing in the world. I really really want them to guest on another episode. :p

And omg, I almost died when I saw Changmin all sweaty and breathing hard in that episode. That must be the glory that Yunho gets to witness on a daily basis. So jealous. :p

Date: 2012-07-23 02:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
That was a shining moment in TV history, no doubt about it XD Breathless hysterical Changmin is the best!

Date: 2012-08-23 03:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
HOT!! VERY SEXY take on Running Man (the episode they were on was hilarious, I re-watch it all the time)! I love it, I can totally imagine them being playful like this.

thank you for this one! :D

Date: 2012-08-25 08:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I laughed so hard in that ep, so many hilarious moments XD

Date: 2012-10-24 03:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
was this kind a deja vu? lol what a funny coincidence that their title song is called Catch Me and is seems that Changmin got his revenge last week when he chased after Yunho like his life depended on it lol even he said he ran like a mad dog without thinking haha xD
On the other hand,i have to admit I don't usually read fanficts,i tried to read some and i didn't like it, but I really love your writing style and your descriptions,and especially the way you portrayed the characters, I'll continue reading your fanficts :3

Date: 2012-10-24 03:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
LOL my friends joke that I have some sort of weird prophetic power going on with HoMin - I've lost count of the number of times I've written something in a fic and then it's come true! The funniest though wasn't this one but when I wrote about Yunho getting drunk and stripping down a Leopard 2 tank, and then there was that thing where the staff on the Tone tour gave him a model of a Leopard tank to make. I laughed so hard at that XD

Anyway, thank you for your comment, I'm glad you like my stuff even though fanfic isn't usually what you enjoy, it's really kind of you to take the time to say so ^^

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