Vacation: Jaejoong
Title: Vacation: Jaejoong
Pairing: implied Jaejoong/Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I would be on vacation with them.
Summary: Jaejoong plays with Yoochun's hair. Yoochun looks like a girl. Junsu sings and smiles.
This fic is from Jaejoong's POV and it's very very short
This fic was inspired by this picture, tweeted by Yoochun: http://yfrog.com/fkz4q0j
poster credit goes to moni_moni_chan! Thank you! It's perfect and I love it! ♥
"This has been so nice," Yoochun mutters against my neck.
I run my hands through his short hair. It's still wet from our shower. I have a sudden wish to braid it. I love braiding Yoochun's hair. "Are you going to grow out your hair again?"
"Probably not."
I pout. "But I like it long."
"I look like a girl with it long."
"Sorry, honey, but your dick really does destroy that whole 'I look like a girl' complaint."
"Same with the Adam's apple," Junsu says from across the room where he is quickly eating a light lunch. He's always ravenous after sex, especially early morning sex. Yoochun and I are content to let our bodies relax.
"Then I look like a tranny with long hair."
I kiss Yoochun's forehead. "You look like something I want to strip down and take advantage of."
"I always look like that."
"Yes, you do."
"Then why do I still have clothes on?"
I moan and my hands slide under his tank top.
"Hyungs," Junsu says pointedly. "No time for that. And we fucked only an hour ago."
I smile. Our bags are packed, and we are only waiting for the final minute that we have to check out of this hotel, that our vacation ends.
Yoochun tilts his head up, asking for a kiss with no words. I've been interpreting his movements for nine years. Nine years. It was so easy to accept him, open up to him when he joined us. I'd known Yunho and Junsu for years and hadn't shared as much about myself as I did with the man currently in my arms. And of course, I fell in love with him. And then with Junsu, Changmin and Yunho. Love is what kept us together. It's what kept us fighting. It's what let Yunho and Changmin understand why we had to do this.
I sigh.
Yoochun holds me tighter. Yoochun has been interpreting my movements for nine years too.
Junsu stands and comes to us on the couch, full of smiles. "I cannot wait to get back into the recording studio," he says and then sings the same line, using the chorus of one of the songs we composed over the last three weeks. Yoochun adds his bass for the last few notes.
"You want to get back?" I say, incredulous. "Who's the one who has been saying 'we're on vacation' for the last three weeks?"
"But we're not anymore."
"Yes, we are," I say and look at Yoochun's watch. "For seven more minutes, we are still on vacation."
Junsu smiles wider as he crawls over us and snuggles up with us. "Then I say we have a seven minute long, vacation ending kiss."
Yoochun frowns. "I thought you were going to say fuck, but a kiss works."
"Sleazy bastard," Junsu says affectionately just before their lips meet.
I watch them kiss. Junsu had been the last to join us. The last to drop his walls and let us take care of him. Yunho had talked him into it. I frown, because I don't want to think about Yunho. Or Changmin. The two men laying against my body don't understand how much I think about them. It is my fault, though I've stopped saying that out loud. The two men laying against my body tell me it's not, and I can hear Yunho and Changmin's voices also saying not to be stupid. It had been a mutual decision between the five of us.
"Hyung," Junsu says. "We're supposed to be kissing, and now you only have five minutes."
I smile down at them. "Only five minutes? Forever? I kiss you now or I never kiss you again?"
"No, pabo. Five minutes of our vacation. You can always kiss me."
"I will always kiss you, always want to kiss you," I say and meet each of their eyes.
"Su-ah," Yoochun says and pouts and Junsu laughs and they kiss again.
I watch them, heart swelling with love. With my own smile, I lean forward and add my lips to theirs.
Vacation: Yoochun
Vacation: Junsu
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Pairing: implied Jaejoong/Yoochun/Junsu
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I would be on vacation with them.
Summary: Jaejoong plays with Yoochun's hair. Yoochun looks like a girl. Junsu sings and smiles.
This fic is from Jaejoong's POV and it's very very short
This fic was inspired by this picture, tweeted by Yoochun: http://yfrog.com/fkz4q0j
poster credit goes to moni_moni_chan! Thank you! It's perfect and I love it! ♥
"This has been so nice," Yoochun mutters against my neck.
I run my hands through his short hair. It's still wet from our shower. I have a sudden wish to braid it. I love braiding Yoochun's hair. "Are you going to grow out your hair again?"
"Probably not."
I pout. "But I like it long."
"I look like a girl with it long."
"Sorry, honey, but your dick really does destroy that whole 'I look like a girl' complaint."
"Same with the Adam's apple," Junsu says from across the room where he is quickly eating a light lunch. He's always ravenous after sex, especially early morning sex. Yoochun and I are content to let our bodies relax.
"Then I look like a tranny with long hair."
I kiss Yoochun's forehead. "You look like something I want to strip down and take advantage of."
"I always look like that."
"Yes, you do."
"Then why do I still have clothes on?"
I moan and my hands slide under his tank top.
"Hyungs," Junsu says pointedly. "No time for that. And we fucked only an hour ago."
I smile. Our bags are packed, and we are only waiting for the final minute that we have to check out of this hotel, that our vacation ends.
Yoochun tilts his head up, asking for a kiss with no words. I've been interpreting his movements for nine years. Nine years. It was so easy to accept him, open up to him when he joined us. I'd known Yunho and Junsu for years and hadn't shared as much about myself as I did with the man currently in my arms. And of course, I fell in love with him. And then with Junsu, Changmin and Yunho. Love is what kept us together. It's what kept us fighting. It's what let Yunho and Changmin understand why we had to do this.
I sigh.
Yoochun holds me tighter. Yoochun has been interpreting my movements for nine years too.
Junsu stands and comes to us on the couch, full of smiles. "I cannot wait to get back into the recording studio," he says and then sings the same line, using the chorus of one of the songs we composed over the last three weeks. Yoochun adds his bass for the last few notes.
"You want to get back?" I say, incredulous. "Who's the one who has been saying 'we're on vacation' for the last three weeks?"
"But we're not anymore."
"Yes, we are," I say and look at Yoochun's watch. "For seven more minutes, we are still on vacation."
Junsu smiles wider as he crawls over us and snuggles up with us. "Then I say we have a seven minute long, vacation ending kiss."
Yoochun frowns. "I thought you were going to say fuck, but a kiss works."
"Sleazy bastard," Junsu says affectionately just before their lips meet.
I watch them kiss. Junsu had been the last to join us. The last to drop his walls and let us take care of him. Yunho had talked him into it. I frown, because I don't want to think about Yunho. Or Changmin. The two men laying against my body don't understand how much I think about them. It is my fault, though I've stopped saying that out loud. The two men laying against my body tell me it's not, and I can hear Yunho and Changmin's voices also saying not to be stupid. It had been a mutual decision between the five of us.
"Hyung," Junsu says. "We're supposed to be kissing, and now you only have five minutes."
I smile down at them. "Only five minutes? Forever? I kiss you now or I never kiss you again?"
"No, pabo. Five minutes of our vacation. You can always kiss me."
"I will always kiss you, always want to kiss you," I say and meet each of their eyes.
"Su-ah," Yoochun says and pouts and Junsu laughs and they kiss again.
I watch them, heart swelling with love. With my own smile, I lean forward and add my lips to theirs.
Vacation: Yoochun
Vacation: Junsu
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