FANFIC: "Rebellion (Ch 11: The Sleepover)" (JYJ/HoMin YunJae & YooSu)
Title: Rebellion: Ch 11: The Sleepover
Pairings: YunJae, YooSu
Writer: black_prophet (Midsummer_Slave)
Genre: Post-Lawsuit, Drabble, Separation/Angst (mild), Fluff
Rating: PG
Warning: Umm, slight angst over being separated but fluffy conversations? Strong Bias/OTP presence. In later chapters, scheme/plotting/rebellion & overwhelming fluff. Cuddling. Random "Sender Names" on the text messages (yes I probably have entirely too much fun with those).
A/N: SM are the bad guys for keeping them apart! YunJae is true love forever! StanStanStan. *shot* This is for my Oni!!! Hey onichick I hope you enjoy this and accept it as an apology for being so MIA. <3 Co-Dedica for thesilveramazon because her comments make me smile!
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever, claim to own DBSK/TVXQ/HoMin/JYJ. They belong to themselves and each other. But if they were mine they'd all be in the same place and there would be world peace. Just sayin'. My Birthday is in August, people. Think. About. It. This fic is the product of my imagination, I do all my own stunts writing. Please do not attempt these techniques at home. No Beta (sorry for mistakes, I try to spare you).
Previous Chapters: "Chapter 1: The Phone Call" "Chapter 2: The Magazine" "Chapter 3: The Letter" "Chapter 4: The Text Messages" "Chapter 5: The Sanctuary" "Chapter 6: The Couple" "Chapter 7: The Maknae" "Chapter 8: The Hyungs" "Chapter 9: The Aftermath" "Chapter 10: The Invitation"
***
Jaejoong smiled as he and Yunho re-entered the living room in time to find YooSu offering Changmin a pair of pajama pants they dubbed ‘long enough for a giraffe to wear’ and a sleep shirt. Pointing his maknae in the direction of bathroom so Min could change, Jae tsked at the pajama-wearing couple as the younger disappeared down the hall.
“What are you two thinking?” He murmured with mock suspicion.
“That we better stay or Changmin will be subjected to the sounds of reunion sex.” Junsu replied with wide, innocent eyes.
Jae’s eyes widened and his voice strained in outrage. “JUNSU!”
Behind Jaejoong, Yunho made a sound suspiciously similar to one swallowing his own tongue. At Junsu’s side, Yoochun made a striking similar sound and caught the Leader’s shocked look with a wide-eyed gaze of his own. They shared a moment of silent communication, and then the younger shook off his surprise.
“Less saying what you’re thinking, Love.” Yoochun muttered as he put a protective arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders and gave his SoulMate an apologetic look. “Just… less.”
“He asked.” Junsu shrugged, smirking as he cuddled closer to his boyfriend. “Of course, we could offer to keep Min in the guest room and just-”
“Yoochun, shut him up before Boo kills him.” Yunho muttered as he wrapped his arm around Jaejoong’s waist, careful not to pull the other male back into him. He was trying not to think along the lines Junsu had blurted out, but it was a difficult thing to avoid.
The fey singer gave him a half-glance, just a brief slide of his eyes before turning back to YooSu and glaring at them.
Yunho knew that look well enough to remember there was a ‘we’re discussing this later’ message that went along with it. It was obvious Yoochun did as well, as he gave Yunho a slight nod when he caught the leader’s eye.
“Don’t make me start on you Leader-sshi.” Junsu teased softly, smirking knowingly.
Wincing, Yunho closed his eyes and waited for what seemed like the inevitable.
“Let’s go, Su-ah. We need to talk for a minute.” Yoochun murmured as he tugged the dolphin out of the room. “Leave the hyungs alone…”
Thank god for Yoochun… Yunho sighed softly as the two disappeared from sight, following Jaejoong when he drifted toward the windows on the far side of the living room. Alone, he wrapped himself around the lithe male and buried his face into the curve of Jaejoong’s neck. “Hey Boo…”
Jae smiled, leaning back into the broad body at his back. “Hey…”
“Are you alright?”
“Mhmmm.” Jaejoong hummed. “Though I’ll admit that for a minute, I might have regretted inviting our children home…”
“Hmm, is that a fact?” Yunho purred, setting his teeth to flawless skin in a claiming bite.
Jae’s breath caught in a pant, his grip tightening on Yunho’s arms around his waist as he arched in the younger male’s hold. “Ok, so more than a minute.”
Yunho laughed, mouth still pressed to smooth alabaster skin. “Is that why you got mad at Junsu, because he said what you were thinking?”
“Is that why you choked on your tongue?” Jae challenged, writhing teasingly against him.
“You know I was thinking about swallowing something else…”
“Isn’t that a coincidence?” Jae teased, lifting one hand to glide his fingertips through Yunho’s hair.
“Umma!” Changmin called from down the hall, startling the lovers. “Yoosu say I can’t sleep on the bed! Tell them I can!”
Yunho sighed, peeling away from his boyfriend with a low snarl. “Why did we think it was a good idea to have children?”
“May I remind you that you wanted twenty-five children?” Jae whispered, arms around himself as he stared out the window. “Go referee our kids, I’ll be in there soon.”
“Does Min get to sleep on the bed?” Yunho quested, drifting close enough to brush his fingertips over Jaejoong’s ‘TVfXQ’ tattoo, visible over the neckline of his shirt.
Jaejoong scoffed, but didn’t turn away from his candles. “Of course he does, he’s my favorite.”
“Of course…” Yunho smiled, brushing a kiss over the ink. “Don’t be too long, baby.”
**
Jaejoong smiled as he pushed the comforter back and half-sat up, instantly restricted by the arm that tightened around his waist. Turning to glance over his shoulder, his smile softened at the sight of Yunho’s face, the leader deeply asleep in spite of his hold. Brushing soothing fingertips down the younger male’s arm, Jae gently caught Yunho’s wrist and lifted the limb away, sliding out of bed soundlessly.
Turning back to pull the comforter over his sleeping boyfriend, Jae glanced at the rest of his bandmates. On Yunho’s far side Changmin slept on, his one arm draped over Junsu’s shoulders. As close to the bed as he could be, Junsu was actually sleeping mostly on the air mattress that was only an inch or two lower than the regular bed. However he did have one arm and part of his torso on the bed itself, where Changmin’s chin could comfortably press into the inviting curve of his shoulder. Pressed tight to Junsu’s other side was Yoochun, his arm also thrown over his boyfriend’s shoulders and pressed against Changmin’s reaching limb.
That’s more like it… He thought to himself as he paced down the hall, withdrawing to the music room to light a cigarette. Returning the pack and lighter to the desk, the lead singer drifted across the room and stared unseeingly out the full-length window. So long since we’ve all been home… And for what? Money?
He shook his head and sank into the armchair tucked against the wall of glass, tapping his cigarette over the ashtray he had carried with him. The first week away from the others, he and Yoochun had been smoking outside a café while they waited for Junsu to join them.
‘You know, hyung…’ Yoochun had murmured as he watched the smoke twist off into the air. ‘The same thing that made them put us together eventually tore us apart.. I wonder how many others will live our lives before someone stands up and forces them to change things?’
‘I was hoping that someone would be us.’ Jae had admitted, sipping his glass of wine. ‘I was hoping we would be enough to change things, this time… That they wouldn’t want to lose us, would care enough for their future earnings that they changed things…’
Yoochun nodded and tapped the ash off of his cigarette. ‘I thought maybe that you had a plan larger than us when you sided with Junsu and I even after…’
Jaejoong glanced up at his SoulMate, waiting for Yoochun to say the words. The other performer had refused to meet his eyes, shrugging and tapping the cigarette listlessly. ‘I didn’t want someone else’s Changmin to suffer needlessly… I didn’t want someone else’s Yoochun or Junsu performing even if they were sick and beyond exhausted…’
‘You didn’t want to see someone else’s ‘Jaejoong’ tear apart his knee and perhaps end everything?’ Yoochun interrupted, drawing on his cigarette. ‘You hurt just as much as we did while we were there, Jae… And you hurt more now that we’re gone.’
‘Can we talk about something else, please?’ He murmured. ‘I don’t want to talk about what I hoped for… It didn’t work, did it?’
‘No hyung, it didn’t work this time.’ Yoochun sighed. ‘But maybe it will make someone else brave enough to try again in the future… Maybe that time it will work… Maybe next time.’
‘I hope so, Yoochun-ah.’ Jae sighed. ‘I hoped it would be us… But maybe next time will be enough.’
In many ways, Jaejoong was still hoping… Still waiting for their choices to matter to someone other than themselves and the fans. So far, it hadn’t happened… But then, considering the two addition bodies sleeping in his bed, Jae was willing to bet it was about to.
**
Yunho rolled over in Jaejoong’s bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment. At his side Changmin muttered disapprovingly, then shuffled closer to Junsu and resettled. The Leader paid him no mind, lost in his thoughts of what they would do when the morning came.
There was one thing he was sure of: They couldn’t just go back to being two. Not now, knowing that there was something better waiting for them. Not after seeing that yes, even after all this time, the three were still waiting.
Just like Cassiopeia was waiting.
Yunho sat upright, head snapping to the open bedroom doorway. Jaejoong was nowhere in sight, but Yunho was willing to bet he knew where the other male could be found.
He was through waiting.
***
Next Chapter: "Ch 12: The Windows"
Oh oh now... Here we go, here we go ya'll. You see a lil' somethin'-somethin' about to happen? Alright then. Watch that rating, watch it. Anyway. Umm... So quite a few of my usual people are missing... And I'm missing them. I hope you guys are alright, wherever you are. *sniffles* Here's a new Chapter for Rebellion. I'm waffling on this one a bit, so the next Chapters might be slightly delayed. I hope you guys like! Walking at the edge of the RedOcean, talk to me Cassiopeia! AKTF & Saranghae. ♥
Pairings: YunJae, YooSu
Writer: black_prophet (Midsummer_Slave)
Genre: Post-Lawsuit, Drabble, Separation/Angst (mild), Fluff
Rating: PG
Warning: Umm, slight angst over being separated but fluffy conversations? Strong Bias/OTP presence. In later chapters, scheme/plotting/rebellion & overwhelming fluff. Cuddling. Random "Sender Names" on the text messages (yes I probably have entirely too much fun with those).
A/N: SM are the bad guys for keeping them apart! YunJae is true love forever! StanStanStan. *shot* This is for my Oni!!! Hey onichick I hope you enjoy this and accept it as an apology for being so MIA. <3 Co-Dedica for thesilveramazon because her comments make me smile!
Disclaimer: I do not now, nor will I ever, claim to own DBSK/TVXQ/HoMin/JYJ. They belong to themselves and each other. But if they were mine they'd all be in the same place and there would be world peace. Just sayin'. My Birthday is in August, people. Think. About. It. This fic is the product of my imagination, I do all my own stunts writing. Please do not attempt these techniques at home. No Beta (sorry for mistakes, I try to spare you).
Previous Chapters: "Chapter 1: The Phone Call" "Chapter 2: The Magazine" "Chapter 3: The Letter" "Chapter 4: The Text Messages" "Chapter 5: The Sanctuary" "Chapter 6: The Couple" "Chapter 7: The Maknae" "Chapter 8: The Hyungs" "Chapter 9: The Aftermath" "Chapter 10: The Invitation"
***
Jaejoong smiled as he and Yunho re-entered the living room in time to find YooSu offering Changmin a pair of pajama pants they dubbed ‘long enough for a giraffe to wear’ and a sleep shirt. Pointing his maknae in the direction of bathroom so Min could change, Jae tsked at the pajama-wearing couple as the younger disappeared down the hall.
“What are you two thinking?” He murmured with mock suspicion.
“That we better stay or Changmin will be subjected to the sounds of reunion sex.” Junsu replied with wide, innocent eyes.
Jae’s eyes widened and his voice strained in outrage. “JUNSU!”
Behind Jaejoong, Yunho made a sound suspiciously similar to one swallowing his own tongue. At Junsu’s side, Yoochun made a striking similar sound and caught the Leader’s shocked look with a wide-eyed gaze of his own. They shared a moment of silent communication, and then the younger shook off his surprise.
“Less saying what you’re thinking, Love.” Yoochun muttered as he put a protective arm around his boyfriend’s shoulders and gave his SoulMate an apologetic look. “Just… less.”
“He asked.” Junsu shrugged, smirking as he cuddled closer to his boyfriend. “Of course, we could offer to keep Min in the guest room and just-”
“Yoochun, shut him up before Boo kills him.” Yunho muttered as he wrapped his arm around Jaejoong’s waist, careful not to pull the other male back into him. He was trying not to think along the lines Junsu had blurted out, but it was a difficult thing to avoid.
The fey singer gave him a half-glance, just a brief slide of his eyes before turning back to YooSu and glaring at them.
Yunho knew that look well enough to remember there was a ‘we’re discussing this later’ message that went along with it. It was obvious Yoochun did as well, as he gave Yunho a slight nod when he caught the leader’s eye.
“Don’t make me start on you Leader-sshi.” Junsu teased softly, smirking knowingly.
Wincing, Yunho closed his eyes and waited for what seemed like the inevitable.
“Let’s go, Su-ah. We need to talk for a minute.” Yoochun murmured as he tugged the dolphin out of the room. “Leave the hyungs alone…”
Thank god for Yoochun… Yunho sighed softly as the two disappeared from sight, following Jaejoong when he drifted toward the windows on the far side of the living room. Alone, he wrapped himself around the lithe male and buried his face into the curve of Jaejoong’s neck. “Hey Boo…”
Jae smiled, leaning back into the broad body at his back. “Hey…”
“Are you alright?”
“Mhmmm.” Jaejoong hummed. “Though I’ll admit that for a minute, I might have regretted inviting our children home…”
“Hmm, is that a fact?” Yunho purred, setting his teeth to flawless skin in a claiming bite.
Jae’s breath caught in a pant, his grip tightening on Yunho’s arms around his waist as he arched in the younger male’s hold. “Ok, so more than a minute.”
Yunho laughed, mouth still pressed to smooth alabaster skin. “Is that why you got mad at Junsu, because he said what you were thinking?”
“Is that why you choked on your tongue?” Jae challenged, writhing teasingly against him.
“You know I was thinking about swallowing something else…”
“Isn’t that a coincidence?” Jae teased, lifting one hand to glide his fingertips through Yunho’s hair.
“Umma!” Changmin called from down the hall, startling the lovers. “Yoosu say I can’t sleep on the bed! Tell them I can!”
Yunho sighed, peeling away from his boyfriend with a low snarl. “Why did we think it was a good idea to have children?”
“May I remind you that you wanted twenty-five children?” Jae whispered, arms around himself as he stared out the window. “Go referee our kids, I’ll be in there soon.”
“Does Min get to sleep on the bed?” Yunho quested, drifting close enough to brush his fingertips over Jaejoong’s ‘TVfXQ’ tattoo, visible over the neckline of his shirt.
Jaejoong scoffed, but didn’t turn away from his candles. “Of course he does, he’s my favorite.”
“Of course…” Yunho smiled, brushing a kiss over the ink. “Don’t be too long, baby.”
**
Jaejoong smiled as he pushed the comforter back and half-sat up, instantly restricted by the arm that tightened around his waist. Turning to glance over his shoulder, his smile softened at the sight of Yunho’s face, the leader deeply asleep in spite of his hold. Brushing soothing fingertips down the younger male’s arm, Jae gently caught Yunho’s wrist and lifted the limb away, sliding out of bed soundlessly.
Turning back to pull the comforter over his sleeping boyfriend, Jae glanced at the rest of his bandmates. On Yunho’s far side Changmin slept on, his one arm draped over Junsu’s shoulders. As close to the bed as he could be, Junsu was actually sleeping mostly on the air mattress that was only an inch or two lower than the regular bed. However he did have one arm and part of his torso on the bed itself, where Changmin’s chin could comfortably press into the inviting curve of his shoulder. Pressed tight to Junsu’s other side was Yoochun, his arm also thrown over his boyfriend’s shoulders and pressed against Changmin’s reaching limb.
That’s more like it… He thought to himself as he paced down the hall, withdrawing to the music room to light a cigarette. Returning the pack and lighter to the desk, the lead singer drifted across the room and stared unseeingly out the full-length window. So long since we’ve all been home… And for what? Money?
He shook his head and sank into the armchair tucked against the wall of glass, tapping his cigarette over the ashtray he had carried with him. The first week away from the others, he and Yoochun had been smoking outside a café while they waited for Junsu to join them.
‘You know, hyung…’ Yoochun had murmured as he watched the smoke twist off into the air. ‘The same thing that made them put us together eventually tore us apart.. I wonder how many others will live our lives before someone stands up and forces them to change things?’
‘I was hoping that someone would be us.’ Jae had admitted, sipping his glass of wine. ‘I was hoping we would be enough to change things, this time… That they wouldn’t want to lose us, would care enough for their future earnings that they changed things…’
Yoochun nodded and tapped the ash off of his cigarette. ‘I thought maybe that you had a plan larger than us when you sided with Junsu and I even after…’
Jaejoong glanced up at his SoulMate, waiting for Yoochun to say the words. The other performer had refused to meet his eyes, shrugging and tapping the cigarette listlessly. ‘I didn’t want someone else’s Changmin to suffer needlessly… I didn’t want someone else’s Yoochun or Junsu performing even if they were sick and beyond exhausted…’
‘You didn’t want to see someone else’s ‘Jaejoong’ tear apart his knee and perhaps end everything?’ Yoochun interrupted, drawing on his cigarette. ‘You hurt just as much as we did while we were there, Jae… And you hurt more now that we’re gone.’
‘Can we talk about something else, please?’ He murmured. ‘I don’t want to talk about what I hoped for… It didn’t work, did it?’
‘No hyung, it didn’t work this time.’ Yoochun sighed. ‘But maybe it will make someone else brave enough to try again in the future… Maybe that time it will work… Maybe next time.’
‘I hope so, Yoochun-ah.’ Jae sighed. ‘I hoped it would be us… But maybe next time will be enough.’
In many ways, Jaejoong was still hoping… Still waiting for their choices to matter to someone other than themselves and the fans. So far, it hadn’t happened… But then, considering the two addition bodies sleeping in his bed, Jae was willing to bet it was about to.
**
Yunho rolled over in Jaejoong’s bed, staring at the ceiling for a moment. At his side Changmin muttered disapprovingly, then shuffled closer to Junsu and resettled. The Leader paid him no mind, lost in his thoughts of what they would do when the morning came.
There was one thing he was sure of: They couldn’t just go back to being two. Not now, knowing that there was something better waiting for them. Not after seeing that yes, even after all this time, the three were still waiting.
Just like Cassiopeia was waiting.
Yunho sat upright, head snapping to the open bedroom doorway. Jaejoong was nowhere in sight, but Yunho was willing to bet he knew where the other male could be found.
He was through waiting.
***
Next Chapter: "Ch 12: The Windows"
Oh oh now... Here we go, here we go ya'll. You see a lil' somethin'-somethin' about to happen? Alright then. Watch that rating, watch it. Anyway. Umm... So quite a few of my usual people are missing... And I'm missing them. I hope you guys are alright, wherever you are. *sniffles* Here's a new Chapter for Rebellion. I'm waffling on this one a bit, so the next Chapters might be slightly delayed. I hope you guys like! Walking at the edge of the RedOcean, talk to me Cassiopeia! AKTF & Saranghae. ♥