FIC | Gizzidy (Giddy/Dizzy)
on the 2nd day of christmas your true friend gave to you~ 2 yoosu ficcies! here's the 1st out of 2, 
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Title: Gizzidy (Giddy/Dizzy)
Author: akaxiah
Rating: G
Prompt: "downward dog (yoga)" (in 173 words)
Pairing: Yoosu
Summary: When he met Junsu, his world turned upside down.
It all but took a smile, and Yoochun was a goner. He doesn’t know how the other does it. Others needed some sort of bribe. Jaejoong and the way he could always understand, Yunho and the air of assurance he emits, Changmin’s straightforwardness and company for nightly haunts. Junsu was selfish, he takes takes takes. Yet there was no denying that Junsu was a huge part of his day.
What was it with the other that makes him always look his way? That makes him touch? That makes him laugh at the silliest of jokes (that if anyone else said, he would have looked incredulously at).
He doesn’t understand, but he doesn’t not like it either.
He has tried being upside down, physically, before. What was childhood without attempted headstands? He remembers that even only after a few seconds, he felt like he was drowning, the pressure too great in his head. The blood rushing up, or down, rather, to his head, would impair him of any thought.
…Yes, that’s exactly it. That’s exactly how Junsu makes him feel sometimes. Blood-to-the-head dizzy and giddy. And even though it’s uncomfortable, it makes him feel like he has won something.
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Title: Gizzidy (Giddy/Dizzy)
Author: akaxiah
Rating: G
Prompt: "downward dog (yoga)" (in 173 words)
Pairing: Yoosu
Summary: When he met Junsu, his world turned upside down.
It all but took a smile, and Yoochun was a goner. He doesn’t know how the other does it. Others needed some sort of bribe. Jaejoong and the way he could always understand, Yunho and the air of assurance he emits, Changmin’s straightforwardness and company for nightly haunts. Junsu was selfish, he takes takes takes. Yet there was no denying that Junsu was a huge part of his day.
What was it with the other that makes him always look his way? That makes him touch? That makes him laugh at the silliest of jokes (that if anyone else said, he would have looked incredulously at).
He doesn’t understand, but he doesn’t not like it either.
He has tried being upside down, physically, before. What was childhood without attempted headstands? He remembers that even only after a few seconds, he felt like he was drowning, the pressure too great in his head. The blood rushing up, or down, rather, to his head, would impair him of any thought.
…Yes, that’s exactly it. That’s exactly how Junsu makes him feel sometimes. Blood-to-the-head dizzy and giddy. And even though it’s uncomfortable, it makes him feel like he has won something.