Nothing Special.
Title: Nothing Special
Pairing: JaeMin ♥
Rating: PG?
Notes: Fic title can also be alternately known as 'Jae's Obsession With His Eyebrows'.
There is nothing special about Changmin, Jaejoong reflects one day. Two eyes, one nose, unpierced ears that stick out a little, and to top it all off in an utterly unremarkable way, a pair of lips that he always feels the need to remind Changmin to use his strawberry-flavoured chapstick on. (Good lord. So dry.) Granted, that Jae's idea of normal has veered pretty damn far off the path most people thread these recent few years, but he likes to attempt at normalcy a little when he feels like it. This is probably why he is always surprised at the strange lurching feeling in his chest that only ever happens whenever he is around Min.
Jae watches as the bibimbap is attacked with too much enthusiasm to be healthy, and he fights the urge to wince at the grating sound of teeth scraping against the metal spoon. He realises too late that he must have been staring, because Changmin swallows his final mouthful of rice and leans across the table to tap him lightly on the forehead, grinning in that odd way of his that makes Jae wonder if he'd forgotten to pluck his eyebrows this month. An all too brief peck on the tip of his nose follows the touch, and Min smells like soap and sweat and bibimbap sauce; exactly like how he imagines a normal boy might smell or taste like. Well, you know, depending on the day’s dinner, of course. But essentially the same thing, if you got his point.
A languid smile spreads across Jae’s face as he props his chin up with an idle hand, listening to the splashy noises of dish-washing while checking the status of his brows with the other. It occurs to him later in the night, tweezers in hand and squinting at his reflection in the mirror, that he would rather have the caterpillars Yunho calls his brows than exchange Min’s lack of specialness for anything else.
Medical advancement in the area of plastic surgery is a good thing to be thankful for, he concludes with a nod, and climbs into bed where Changmin is waiting.
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I completely adore Yunho, but I like insulting him better. Shhhhhh. XD I know I'm spamming a little, but HAHAIDON'TCARE. ♥
Pairing: JaeMin ♥
Rating: PG?
Notes: Fic title can also be alternately known as 'Jae's Obsession With His Eyebrows'.
There is nothing special about Changmin, Jaejoong reflects one day. Two eyes, one nose, unpierced ears that stick out a little, and to top it all off in an utterly unremarkable way, a pair of lips that he always feels the need to remind Changmin to use his strawberry-flavoured chapstick on. (Good lord. So dry.) Granted, that Jae's idea of normal has veered pretty damn far off the path most people thread these recent few years, but he likes to attempt at normalcy a little when he feels like it. This is probably why he is always surprised at the strange lurching feeling in his chest that only ever happens whenever he is around Min.
Jae watches as the bibimbap is attacked with too much enthusiasm to be healthy, and he fights the urge to wince at the grating sound of teeth scraping against the metal spoon. He realises too late that he must have been staring, because Changmin swallows his final mouthful of rice and leans across the table to tap him lightly on the forehead, grinning in that odd way of his that makes Jae wonder if he'd forgotten to pluck his eyebrows this month. An all too brief peck on the tip of his nose follows the touch, and Min smells like soap and sweat and bibimbap sauce; exactly like how he imagines a normal boy might smell or taste like. Well, you know, depending on the day’s dinner, of course. But essentially the same thing, if you got his point.
A languid smile spreads across Jae’s face as he props his chin up with an idle hand, listening to the splashy noises of dish-washing while checking the status of his brows with the other. It occurs to him later in the night, tweezers in hand and squinting at his reflection in the mirror, that he would rather have the caterpillars Yunho calls his brows than exchange Min’s lack of specialness for anything else.
Medical advancement in the area of plastic surgery is a good thing to be thankful for, he concludes with a nod, and climbs into bed where Changmin is waiting.
- x -
I completely adore Yunho, but I like insulting him better. Shhhhhh. XD I know I'm spamming a little, but HAHAIDON'TCARE. ♥