[FIC] Break It Down... Yo?
Title: Break It Down.. Yo? [1/2]
Author: cheecharon
Pairing: JunSeung
Genre: Crack?
Rating: G
Summary: Hyunseung doesn't rap. But when he has to... how?
Notes: This is from the Nice and Slow days.. I told you it was overdue.
Contrary to popular belief, Jang Hyunseung actually thinks highly of himself. That is, he means he has more than enough confidence in himself, yes. Well, he can definitely sing (oh, he loves his voice), dance (if not effortlessly great), act (he truly believes he could excel in it if he puts enough dedication), plus he has this weird but adorable sense of humor that their fans seem to love. What more can anyone ask for? Oh.. that.
Yeah. He can't rap.
Just thinking of how anyone could string words and beats together, casually blurt them out with a certain rhythm and without sounding forced, frustrates him mentally... and sometimes physically. His tongue just likes to be in its 4-dimensional world to even produce an audible sound for a human hearing whenever he attempts to rap. That was why he leaves that thing to people like Yong Junhyung.
"Yah, Hyunseung-ah."
And people like Yong Junhyung annoys the hell out of him, too. He swears it's not about the rapping matter, though. "What?!"
"I wrote something. I'm really proud of it so just liste--"
"Wait." Yeah, rub it in, pal. "Why me?"
"Uhm... because the others went grocery shopping, and we're too lazy to go with them?"
"Oh. Then go talk to your Pikachu about that thing you came up with. He's lazy, too."
"I don't want him." Now, the rapper is sounding like he's about to start nagging any moment now, as if not yet.
"Can't you see I'm busy?"
"What, aren't you sick of Tekken yet? It's Jurassic!"
"Hey!" He looked at the screen and admired his gorgeous Nina before turning back to Junhyung, throwing daggers at him through his more gorgeous eyes. "No."
"Come on! I'll buy you ice cream."
After you insulted my game, you bastard? "I'll buy you a week supply of coke, just go rap to Pikachu."
Junhyung straightened up at that, and with a short pause plus a thumbs up, went back to the bedroom. Good riddance.
****
When he was still under YG Entertainment, Hyunseung had been exposed to different kinds and styles of rapping. And he admits it, he loves listening and dancing to rap music since forever. He has been noticing, however, that Yong Junhyung's style in rap irritates and fascinates him at the same time. He cannot quite explain it. The style is not something new but it definitely seemed kind of special. Okay, wait. Just remove the last part.
Well, fine. Let him give the guy some credit. And honestly, he actually feels weird emotions when he hears Junhyung rap. Sometimes there's this tingly feeling making him smile, and then an annoying one whenever he wonders why he can't fucking do it, and then he's calm in the end going on with the smooth flow of the rap. The whole thing is making him crazier than he already is, that's why he just chooses to deflect everything Yong Junhyung, often. Okay, then... always.
"I'm sick of him being like that, hyung," Dongwoon whined one time.
"Being what exactly?"
"Being like that." The maknae subtly pointed to the subject at hand which is some rapper who looks like someone constipated delivering a speech to nobody at all.
"Why? What's he going on about now?"
"Some unwashed dishes and unfolded clothes. But, hyung, you know that's not what I mean!"
"What do you mean? That's normal Junhyung, Dongwoon-ie."
"We both know it's not." Well, wow. And the maknae even had the nerve to pout.
"Okay. What are you saying?"
"Hyung, I'm speaking in behalf of all four of us, and maybe on Junhyung hyung's, too. I'm just an unlucky guy who was born later than all of you that I had to break it to you to, please hyung, stop avoiding him."
Hyunseung almost choked on his laugh.
"Hyung! I'm serious!"
"Okay, okay." He wiped tears from his eyes. "You're just too cute, Dongwoon-ie. But really, I'm not avoiding anyone."
"And I'm a freaking hotdog from hell."
"A cute one."
"Hyung!"
"Fine. But I'm really not avoiding him. You'll just see we're gonna talk when we have to, okay?" And he flashed the maknae his underwear-melting smile.
Now Hyunseung just had to distract Dongwoon from being too observant. And nosy. And cute.
****
"Whaaat?!" Both of Hyunseung's doe eyes snapped large from hearing the most ridiculous news he had all day--no--all his life.
"Oh, yeah! Go, Seungie!" cheered Yoseob.
"Hyung, I know you can do it!" said Dongwoon while munching on his cookies.
"Finally, I will see him do it! I've dreamt of this!"
"Kikwang, that's creepy." Junhyung gave Kikwang a disgusted look.
"Wait. Seung will do it? HAHAHAHHHAHAHA!"
Hyunseung gave Doojoon a little shove that sent him laughing on the sofa instead, They were all gathered in their living room with Joonkun, their handsome manager, announcing their schedule for tomorrow. And guess who will have to do a solo performance on the scheduled radio guesting? Well, if it were just an ordinary singing or dancing performance, Hyunseung would have lap-danced his way to get it. But this one was no ordinary number because (1) he had to sing an English song (and a sexy RnB, to add to that), (2) he had to do it alone (which is normally okay, but what's not okay is--), (3) he had to rap.
HE HAD TO FUCKING RAP.
"Why can't Junhyung do it?" He was now holding Joonkun's right hand, as if it will add a little effect to the subtle begging.
Joonkun looked at his hand and struggled to keep the sided of his mouth from turning up to a huge smile. "Because he already did a solo radio performance before. And all of you are taking turns."
"Why, Dongwoon hasn't done it yet, too!"
"It's his turn next week."
"I'm exchanging turns with him." His puppy-dog eyes on.
"You'd have to talk to the president." And with a final dimpled smile and a small tap on Hyunseung's cheek, Joonkun left. Hyunseung turned and saw all the others looking at him with a supportive smile (the ass that is Doojoon still laughing on the couch) except for one. Junhyung seemed to have a restless look on his face that moment, or he was just imagining stuff and everything looked restless already.
Junhyung cleared his throat. "Uh... you know what... I can help you i-if you w-want..."
He looked at the rapper before slumping beside Doojoon. "Well... fuck."
****
TBC
Notes another: Apologies for the assortment of style but please give Junseung some lovin', yo! ^.^
Author: cheecharon
Pairing: JunSeung
Genre: Crack?
Rating: G
Summary: Hyunseung doesn't rap. But when he has to... how?
Notes: This is from the Nice and Slow days.. I told you it was overdue.
Contrary to popular belief, Jang Hyunseung actually thinks highly of himself. That is, he means he has more than enough confidence in himself, yes. Well, he can definitely sing (oh, he loves his voice), dance (if not effortlessly great), act (he truly believes he could excel in it if he puts enough dedication), plus he has this weird but adorable sense of humor that their fans seem to love. What more can anyone ask for? Oh.. that.
Yeah. He can't rap.
Just thinking of how anyone could string words and beats together, casually blurt them out with a certain rhythm and without sounding forced, frustrates him mentally... and sometimes physically. His tongue just likes to be in its 4-dimensional world to even produce an audible sound for a human hearing whenever he attempts to rap. That was why he leaves that thing to people like Yong Junhyung.
"Yah, Hyunseung-ah."
And people like Yong Junhyung annoys the hell out of him, too. He swears it's not about the rapping matter, though. "What?!"
"I wrote something. I'm really proud of it so just liste--"
"Wait." Yeah, rub it in, pal. "Why me?"
"Uhm... because the others went grocery shopping, and we're too lazy to go with them?"
"Oh. Then go talk to your Pikachu about that thing you came up with. He's lazy, too."
"I don't want him." Now, the rapper is sounding like he's about to start nagging any moment now, as if not yet.
"Can't you see I'm busy?"
"What, aren't you sick of Tekken yet? It's Jurassic!"
"Hey!" He looked at the screen and admired his gorgeous Nina before turning back to Junhyung, throwing daggers at him through his more gorgeous eyes. "No."
"Come on! I'll buy you ice cream."
After you insulted my game, you bastard? "I'll buy you a week supply of coke, just go rap to Pikachu."
Junhyung straightened up at that, and with a short pause plus a thumbs up, went back to the bedroom. Good riddance.
****
When he was still under YG Entertainment, Hyunseung had been exposed to different kinds and styles of rapping. And he admits it, he loves listening and dancing to rap music since forever. He has been noticing, however, that Yong Junhyung's style in rap irritates and fascinates him at the same time. He cannot quite explain it. The style is not something new but it definitely seemed kind of special. Okay, wait. Just remove the last part.
Well, fine. Let him give the guy some credit. And honestly, he actually feels weird emotions when he hears Junhyung rap. Sometimes there's this tingly feeling making him smile, and then an annoying one whenever he wonders why he can't fucking do it, and then he's calm in the end going on with the smooth flow of the rap. The whole thing is making him crazier than he already is, that's why he just chooses to deflect everything Yong Junhyung, often. Okay, then... always.
"I'm sick of him being like that, hyung," Dongwoon whined one time.
"Being what exactly?"
"Being like that." The maknae subtly pointed to the subject at hand which is some rapper who looks like someone constipated delivering a speech to nobody at all.
"Why? What's he going on about now?"
"Some unwashed dishes and unfolded clothes. But, hyung, you know that's not what I mean!"
"What do you mean? That's normal Junhyung, Dongwoon-ie."
"We both know it's not." Well, wow. And the maknae even had the nerve to pout.
"Okay. What are you saying?"
"Hyung, I'm speaking in behalf of all four of us, and maybe on Junhyung hyung's, too. I'm just an unlucky guy who was born later than all of you that I had to break it to you to, please hyung, stop avoiding him."
Hyunseung almost choked on his laugh.
"Hyung! I'm serious!"
"Okay, okay." He wiped tears from his eyes. "You're just too cute, Dongwoon-ie. But really, I'm not avoiding anyone."
"And I'm a freaking hotdog from hell."
"A cute one."
"Hyung!"
"Fine. But I'm really not avoiding him. You'll just see we're gonna talk when we have to, okay?" And he flashed the maknae his underwear-melting smile.
Now Hyunseung just had to distract Dongwoon from being too observant. And nosy. And cute.
****
"Whaaat?!" Both of Hyunseung's doe eyes snapped large from hearing the most ridiculous news he had all day--no--all his life.
"Oh, yeah! Go, Seungie!" cheered Yoseob.
"Hyung, I know you can do it!" said Dongwoon while munching on his cookies.
"Finally, I will see him do it! I've dreamt of this!"
"Kikwang, that's creepy." Junhyung gave Kikwang a disgusted look.
"Wait. Seung will do it? HAHAHAHHHAHAHA!"
Hyunseung gave Doojoon a little shove that sent him laughing on the sofa instead, They were all gathered in their living room with Joonkun, their handsome manager, announcing their schedule for tomorrow. And guess who will have to do a solo performance on the scheduled radio guesting? Well, if it were just an ordinary singing or dancing performance, Hyunseung would have lap-danced his way to get it. But this one was no ordinary number because (1) he had to sing an English song (and a sexy RnB, to add to that), (2) he had to do it alone (which is normally okay, but what's not okay is--), (3) he had to rap.
HE HAD TO FUCKING RAP.
"Why can't Junhyung do it?" He was now holding Joonkun's right hand, as if it will add a little effect to the subtle begging.
Joonkun looked at his hand and struggled to keep the sided of his mouth from turning up to a huge smile. "Because he already did a solo radio performance before. And all of you are taking turns."
"Why, Dongwoon hasn't done it yet, too!"
"It's his turn next week."
"I'm exchanging turns with him." His puppy-dog eyes on.
"You'd have to talk to the president." And with a final dimpled smile and a small tap on Hyunseung's cheek, Joonkun left. Hyunseung turned and saw all the others looking at him with a supportive smile (the ass that is Doojoon still laughing on the couch) except for one. Junhyung seemed to have a restless look on his face that moment, or he was just imagining stuff and everything looked restless already.
Junhyung cleared his throat. "Uh... you know what... I can help you i-if you w-want..."
He looked at the rapper before slumping beside Doojoon. "Well... fuck."
****
TBC
Notes another: Apologies for the assortment of style but please give Junseung some lovin', yo! ^.^