[Fic] Sophomore Year, Chapter 11
I was working on a birthday drabble, but it kept getting too waffy and unrealistic or too angsty ^^;; So I'm posting the chapter I worked on this weekend instead... Maybe I'll make a continuation of my first Changmin bday fic...
Title: Sophomore Year 11/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/AU
Pairing: Jaemin
Disclaimer: Fanwork is purely fictional and does not imply any actual relationship or event.
A/N: The first chaptered DBSK fanfic I ever started (like 2006? O.O). Please note overall silliness, random dialogue, the occasional OOCness with some dashes of angst and smex.
This chappie on the shorter side~~oh, and my first attempt at incorporating chat (yeah, I haven't done the RPing before, EVER despite my fandoms and loves of anime)
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6
| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10
Min woke up to the pinging of his computer. Groaning at the noise, he stumbled to his desk to stare blearily at the screen.
theHotOne: Changmin? You awake?
theHotOne: Hmm, you're usually awake at this time even if you DO get hungover.
theHotOne: Hello?
theHotOne: Siiiigh. The one time I try to surprise you,
theHotOne: it falls flat on my face.
theHotOne: And I paid for a whole hour too. :p
Min blinked rapidly before finally processing that it was Jae. Holy shit, it was Jae! He quickly typed back.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jae!!!!!!!
theHotOne: Whoa Jesus. Don't kill me here with your points and lines.
NOTaMorningPerson: Oh my god, you're online!
theHotOne: Yes, well, I managed to find a cheap internet café before we go to our next stop. How are you dahling?
NOTaMorningPerson: *blushes* Umm, hi. I'm okay.
theHotOne: Cute ; ).
NOTaMorningPerson: How are you?
theHotOne: Doing well! Though obviously missing you like no tomorrow. It kills me how everywhere I go, I keep thinking, "Changminnie would like this park with its weird sculptural installations and random merry-go-rounds. He would pick that dish and eat it in one go. Changminnie would engross himself at that café, reading some existentialistic, philosophical novel and be totally immersed."
NOTaMorningPerson: I miss you too Jae.
NOTaMorningPerson: I miss you… so freakin' much right now. Shit.
Changmin kept replaying last night's words, Kibum's kiss, the crumpling, and couldn't help but feel like crap.
theHotOne: Min? You okay? You're swearing.
Changmin breathed out one long breath before typing.
NOTaMorningPerson: I was just trying to be friendly you know? Make new friends, meet new people, whatever. I wasn't, I mean, I didn't mean it to imply anything. Just being courteous and all, and, and, it just…
theHotOne: Changmin, slow down. What's going on?
There was no turning back. But he wanted to be completely honest with Jae.
NOTaMorningPerson: A new friend of mine, who's a classmate in my summer Physics class, tried to kiss me. He didn't know I had a boyfriend.
Minutes passed. Changmin didn't know what Jae would say. Would he break up with him? Would this all end? He could feel the tears pricking at his already abused eyes.
The computer pinged.
theHotOne: Explain the whole situation, from the very beginning Changmin.
Min did, talking about how he had first met Kibum in the bookstore and how there had never been hints of interest towards Changmin until that night and how he had explained the situation to Kibum's roommate Heechul.
NOTaMorningPerson: It was all a misunderstanding and I never knew until that night. I swear. Gods, Jae, I swear. And if I had known, I would've told him straight up that I was in a relationship, that I had a boyfriend.
NOTaMorningPerson: Please believe me. Jae, you're the most important person to me right now, more than my family at times, and I can talk to you about anything at anytime.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jae…
Changmin was openly sobbing, hating himself for getting into this whole situation and wishing to god that Jae would believe him. He desperately wished he could just have Jae in front of him, to show him how much he cared, to show him how much he meant to Changmin.
theHotOne: Min, it's okay. These things sometimes happen, okay? I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not upset, but I know you Changmin. I know you want to be nice to everyone and you didn't mean anything.
theHotOne: But you're my boyfriend. A bit of mine like I'm a bit of yours. Remember that.
theHotOne: I believe you and I trust you, Changminnie.
Changmin swallowed the last of his sobs and smiled amidst his tears.
NOTaMorningPerson: God, thank you.
NOTaMorningPerson: Thank you so, so much.
theHotOne: And don't beat yourself up about this.
theHotOne: Knowing you, I'm sure you're feeling like you don't deserve to be in a relationship or you need to punish yourself or some shit like that.
NOTaMorningPerson: …maybe.
theHotOne: Stop that. Stop that right now. Or I'll come through the computer and tickle you silly until you're dying of laughter, until your eyes are mismatched, until you're writhing under me and then you'd get that look and then we'd just stare at each other before I'd kiss you, kiss your forehead, your perfect ski-jump pixie nose, your full, slightly dry lips, gentle and slow.
NOTaMorningPerson: You're making me laugh already and cry tears of relief. Gods, I just, I don't know what it is. You make me so happy.
NOTaMorningPerson: It still amazes me sometimes that we're dating. That this is real.
Changmin could breathe again, could live again.
theHotOne: I'm right here Changmin, typing away as the words appear in real space and time.
NOTaMorningPerson: *kisses you back nice and slow too*
theHotOne: Oh no, we can't go there, nuh-uh. I'm in a public place, thank you. :ppp
NOTaMorningPerson: LOL. Not like we've ever done anything like that anyway.
theHotOne: What? Cybering?
NOTaMorningPerson: Yeah…
theHotOne: You don't know how tempted I am to try, but I do have to go in twenty minutes.
NOTaMorningPerson: DDDD:
theHotOne: I know. I KNOW. Gods Changmin, it's seriously bad trying to get relief sometimes. Alex just laughs all the time, but you know how it is. Thank god there have been some private bathrooms.
NOTaMorningPerson: pffbbbbbt. That's pretty bad ;).
theHotOne: I keep imagining you that one Sunday morning when you weren't fully awake and you kept mumbling and shifting on the bed, kept calling my name and moaning, and you were completely naked. Kills me. Every time.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jaaaaaeeee! Stop, you're embarrassing me.
theHotOne: C'mon, you know you like it :p. Anyway, you are hot. One sexy, sexy man of a beast.
NOTaMorningPerson: Okay, you're just making me crack up now.
theHotOne: It's true.
NOTaMorningPerson: I-I think you're pretty hot too. *hides*
theHotOne: I think you can do better than that.
NOTaMorningPerson: True to your screenname, you are, in fact a god among men, high above on your pedestal of glory, haloed with your platinum blonde hair, your obsidian dark eyes, your perfect physique and your incredible voice. :ppp.
theHotOne: Much better. That wasn't so hard was it? ::teasing slap on your arm::
NOTaMorningPerson: You're ridiculous sometimes. *smacks you right back on your shoulder but is grinning nonetheless*
theHotOne: Ouch! You have to stop hitting me back, all your training is making you too strong.
NOTaMorningPerson: All the more to overcome you in bed-I mean what? ^_~
theHotOne: Oh, you wish. Aw shit, Alex is telling me we need to book it.
NOTaMorningPerson: Talk to you later?
theHotOne: Hopefully! But I'll be back in a week. And then we will stay in bed forever and ever and ever.
NOTaMorningPerson: Sounds nice. *is wistful*
theHotOne: Oh please not that look. You always look so full of longing and dreams when you do that… makes me want to squeeze you so tight.
NOTaMorningPerson: Please don't kill me.
theHotOne: I don't know, I've heard you can get some pretty amazing feelings when you're asphyxiating.
NOTaMorningPerson: Lovely.
theHotOne: Alright, for real, I have to go. ::Messy, sloppy, rough wet kiss, just the way you like it::
NOTaMorningPerson: *Tongues you right back and grinds against you*
theHotOne: Gaaaah. We REALLY need to cyber sometime. Au revoir!
NOTaMorningPerson: Bbye~!
Changmin just smiled as he saw Jae ping off. But he sighed a little, knowing he needed to talk to Kibum and Heechul. It was only right after all.
He showered, letting the water flow down for a long time. He then dressed and turned on his cellphone. His voicemail message indicator icon flashed at him. He was nervous, but slowly entered his password and held the phone to his ear.
"Hey Changmin, I'm sure you're not awake right now but Kibum has been bugging me for the past hour saying how sorry he is and how he wants to talk to you and all that jazz. In fact, he's probably left you over twenty messages or something ridiculous before I realized what he was doing and took his phone away. Anyway, when you get this, can you give me a call? Lemme know if we can set up a time to meet up and talk."
It was time to go.
Title: Sophomore Year 11/?
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/AU
Pairing: Jaemin
Disclaimer: Fanwork is purely fictional and does not imply any actual relationship or event.
A/N: The first chaptered DBSK fanfic I ever started (like 2006? O.O). Please note overall silliness, random dialogue, the occasional OOCness with some dashes of angst and smex.
This chappie on the shorter side~~oh, and my first attempt at incorporating chat (yeah, I haven't done the RPing before, EVER despite my fandoms and loves of anime)
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6
| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10
Min woke up to the pinging of his computer. Groaning at the noise, he stumbled to his desk to stare blearily at the screen.
theHotOne: Changmin? You awake?
theHotOne: Hmm, you're usually awake at this time even if you DO get hungover.
theHotOne: Hello?
theHotOne: Siiiigh. The one time I try to surprise you,
theHotOne: it falls flat on my face.
theHotOne: And I paid for a whole hour too. :p
Min blinked rapidly before finally processing that it was Jae. Holy shit, it was Jae! He quickly typed back.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jae!!!!!!!
theHotOne: Whoa Jesus. Don't kill me here with your points and lines.
NOTaMorningPerson: Oh my god, you're online!
theHotOne: Yes, well, I managed to find a cheap internet café before we go to our next stop. How are you dahling?
NOTaMorningPerson: *blushes* Umm, hi. I'm okay.
theHotOne: Cute ; ).
NOTaMorningPerson: How are you?
theHotOne: Doing well! Though obviously missing you like no tomorrow. It kills me how everywhere I go, I keep thinking, "Changminnie would like this park with its weird sculptural installations and random merry-go-rounds. He would pick that dish and eat it in one go. Changminnie would engross himself at that café, reading some existentialistic, philosophical novel and be totally immersed."
NOTaMorningPerson: I miss you too Jae.
NOTaMorningPerson: I miss you… so freakin' much right now. Shit.
Changmin kept replaying last night's words, Kibum's kiss, the crumpling, and couldn't help but feel like crap.
theHotOne: Min? You okay? You're swearing.
Changmin breathed out one long breath before typing.
NOTaMorningPerson: I was just trying to be friendly you know? Make new friends, meet new people, whatever. I wasn't, I mean, I didn't mean it to imply anything. Just being courteous and all, and, and, it just…
theHotOne: Changmin, slow down. What's going on?
There was no turning back. But he wanted to be completely honest with Jae.
NOTaMorningPerson: A new friend of mine, who's a classmate in my summer Physics class, tried to kiss me. He didn't know I had a boyfriend.
Minutes passed. Changmin didn't know what Jae would say. Would he break up with him? Would this all end? He could feel the tears pricking at his already abused eyes.
The computer pinged.
theHotOne: Explain the whole situation, from the very beginning Changmin.
Min did, talking about how he had first met Kibum in the bookstore and how there had never been hints of interest towards Changmin until that night and how he had explained the situation to Kibum's roommate Heechul.
NOTaMorningPerson: It was all a misunderstanding and I never knew until that night. I swear. Gods, Jae, I swear. And if I had known, I would've told him straight up that I was in a relationship, that I had a boyfriend.
NOTaMorningPerson: Please believe me. Jae, you're the most important person to me right now, more than my family at times, and I can talk to you about anything at anytime.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jae…
Changmin was openly sobbing, hating himself for getting into this whole situation and wishing to god that Jae would believe him. He desperately wished he could just have Jae in front of him, to show him how much he cared, to show him how much he meant to Changmin.
theHotOne: Min, it's okay. These things sometimes happen, okay? I'm not gonna lie and say I'm not upset, but I know you Changmin. I know you want to be nice to everyone and you didn't mean anything.
theHotOne: But you're my boyfriend. A bit of mine like I'm a bit of yours. Remember that.
theHotOne: I believe you and I trust you, Changminnie.
Changmin swallowed the last of his sobs and smiled amidst his tears.
NOTaMorningPerson: God, thank you.
NOTaMorningPerson: Thank you so, so much.
theHotOne: And don't beat yourself up about this.
theHotOne: Knowing you, I'm sure you're feeling like you don't deserve to be in a relationship or you need to punish yourself or some shit like that.
NOTaMorningPerson: …maybe.
theHotOne: Stop that. Stop that right now. Or I'll come through the computer and tickle you silly until you're dying of laughter, until your eyes are mismatched, until you're writhing under me and then you'd get that look and then we'd just stare at each other before I'd kiss you, kiss your forehead, your perfect ski-jump pixie nose, your full, slightly dry lips, gentle and slow.
NOTaMorningPerson: You're making me laugh already and cry tears of relief. Gods, I just, I don't know what it is. You make me so happy.
NOTaMorningPerson: It still amazes me sometimes that we're dating. That this is real.
Changmin could breathe again, could live again.
theHotOne: I'm right here Changmin, typing away as the words appear in real space and time.
NOTaMorningPerson: *kisses you back nice and slow too*
theHotOne: Oh no, we can't go there, nuh-uh. I'm in a public place, thank you. :ppp
NOTaMorningPerson: LOL. Not like we've ever done anything like that anyway.
theHotOne: What? Cybering?
NOTaMorningPerson: Yeah…
theHotOne: You don't know how tempted I am to try, but I do have to go in twenty minutes.
NOTaMorningPerson: DDDD:
theHotOne: I know. I KNOW. Gods Changmin, it's seriously bad trying to get relief sometimes. Alex just laughs all the time, but you know how it is. Thank god there have been some private bathrooms.
NOTaMorningPerson: pffbbbbbt. That's pretty bad ;).
theHotOne: I keep imagining you that one Sunday morning when you weren't fully awake and you kept mumbling and shifting on the bed, kept calling my name and moaning, and you were completely naked. Kills me. Every time.
NOTaMorningPerson: Jaaaaaeeee! Stop, you're embarrassing me.
theHotOne: C'mon, you know you like it :p. Anyway, you are hot. One sexy, sexy man of a beast.
NOTaMorningPerson: Okay, you're just making me crack up now.
theHotOne: It's true.
NOTaMorningPerson: I-I think you're pretty hot too. *hides*
theHotOne: I think you can do better than that.
NOTaMorningPerson: True to your screenname, you are, in fact a god among men, high above on your pedestal of glory, haloed with your platinum blonde hair, your obsidian dark eyes, your perfect physique and your incredible voice. :ppp.
theHotOne: Much better. That wasn't so hard was it? ::teasing slap on your arm::
NOTaMorningPerson: You're ridiculous sometimes. *smacks you right back on your shoulder but is grinning nonetheless*
theHotOne: Ouch! You have to stop hitting me back, all your training is making you too strong.
NOTaMorningPerson: All the more to overcome you in bed-I mean what? ^_~
theHotOne: Oh, you wish. Aw shit, Alex is telling me we need to book it.
NOTaMorningPerson: Talk to you later?
theHotOne: Hopefully! But I'll be back in a week. And then we will stay in bed forever and ever and ever.
NOTaMorningPerson: Sounds nice. *is wistful*
theHotOne: Oh please not that look. You always look so full of longing and dreams when you do that… makes me want to squeeze you so tight.
NOTaMorningPerson: Please don't kill me.
theHotOne: I don't know, I've heard you can get some pretty amazing feelings when you're asphyxiating.
NOTaMorningPerson: Lovely.
theHotOne: Alright, for real, I have to go. ::Messy, sloppy, rough wet kiss, just the way you like it::
NOTaMorningPerson: *Tongues you right back and grinds against you*
theHotOne: Gaaaah. We REALLY need to cyber sometime. Au revoir!
NOTaMorningPerson: Bbye~!
Changmin just smiled as he saw Jae ping off. But he sighed a little, knowing he needed to talk to Kibum and Heechul. It was only right after all.
He showered, letting the water flow down for a long time. He then dressed and turned on his cellphone. His voicemail message indicator icon flashed at him. He was nervous, but slowly entered his password and held the phone to his ear.
"Hey Changmin, I'm sure you're not awake right now but Kibum has been bugging me for the past hour saying how sorry he is and how he wants to talk to you and all that jazz. In fact, he's probably left you over twenty messages or something ridiculous before I realized what he was doing and took his phone away. Anyway, when you get this, can you give me a call? Lemme know if we can set up a time to meet up and talk."
It was time to go.