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[11] Junsu x Yunho / That jeans is too tight for you|PG-13
Yunho was bored. He was already done with his wardrobe and makeup- his costume fairly simple this time around- and so he sat, waiting for the others to come out.
Jaejoong was first, styled to perfection as always and he went to sit next to Yunho, chatting amiably as they waited.
Changmin came out next, stopping to wave and smile and exchange compliments before grabbing his laptop to reply to UFO messages a little ways away.
Then Yoochun strolled out, a hair dresser still following him unhappily, seeming troubled by a particular lock of hair that wouldn't stay in place. The baritenor stopped by them, cocking an eyebrow.
"Junsu's not done yet?"
Yunho shook his head impatiently. Junsu's styling hadn't taken this long since the Tri-Angle days when he had his strange ponytail. Whatever they were doing to him had better have been good.
Suddenly, soft footsteps sounded from the hallway, signaling Junsu's arrival. They all craned their necks to see just what had caused the delay, but a stylist called him back hastily, fussing with something before letting him go.
Junsu walked out and they all stopped breathing.
Junsu shirt hugged his form tightly, accentuating every curve on him. His hair was styled to look a careful sort of messy, and his makeup was done to perfection, bring out his lips and eyes. It wasn't that that got them though.
His jeans hugged his butt better than anything imagined.
"Is there something wrong? Do I look weird?" Junsu worried, seeing them freeze. He began to shift uncomfortably, unsure of himself.
"Your pants..." Yunho said faintly, unable to lift his gaze from the baritenor's ass.
"What about them?" Junsu frowned.
"Th-they're... too tight..."
"Yeah... and his aren't the only ones anymore..." Jaejoong muttered from next to him. Yunho ignored him, mostly because he couldn't pretend it wasn't true.
Junsu flushed suddenly, noticing the direction and intent of their gazes. He looked to Yunho nervously.
"Hyung?"
Like magic, Yunho was suddenly just there and leading him away. Junsu swallowed, butterflies rebelling in his stomach.
"Yunho... you better not be taking us anywhere potentially humiliating, or I swear I'm taking my ass elsewhere."
The sudden panic in Yunho's eyes was priceless. Hurrying, he dragged them both into and empty changing room, locking the door behind them.
"You know," he pinned Junsu to the wall, "I'm definitely going to have to start to ask the stylists to make you more unattractive. My attention is a lost cause- I'd still stare at you if they dressed you up in a burlap sack- but uh... I really can't have your ass attracting the rest of the band."
[12] Changmin x Yoochun / Gatorade| G
"Yoochun, have you had anything except coffee in the past twenty-four hours?"
Changmin frowned at the older singer as he made a fresh pot of coffee. Yoochun shrugged.
"I guess. I haven't really noticed. I've been working on my song."
Changmin eyed Yoochun, noting the dark circles under his eyes and the slight caffeine-induced shaking of his hands.
"I can see that..."
Yoochun frowned as his dongsaeng turned back to his book ( What are you reading, Min? - The Elegant Universe, translated into Korean. -That sounds boring...) reading rather deliberately. Perplexed, Yoochun slid into a seat next to the younger man, placing an arm around him.
"Min, is there something wrong with coffee?"
"No."
"Min..."
Changmin put his book down, fixing Yoochun with a disappointed glare.
"It's just... disgusting. How can you live like that? All coffee is, for you anyways, is sugar and caffeine."
Yoochun shrugged, glad that it was nothing serious.
"Creative juice, I guess?"
Changmin fixed him with another look before standing up in a huff and walking over to grab his coat and pocket Jaejoong's car keys.
Yoochun stood, confused and panicked.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
The younger man sighed, turning with his hand on the doorknob.
"I have to go pick something up."
The door slammed and Yoochun eyed it for a moment before shaking his head and going back to the workroom with his coffee.
-
Yoochun's heart nearly jumps out of his chest when a plastic bottle slams down on the table in front of him. He spins his chair around quickly only to find himself with a face full of Changmin.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"
Changmin just rolled his eyes and pointed to the bottle.
"If you're going to keep your coffee-only diet, you better drink that too."
Yoochun picked up the bottle and inspected it, eyebrows raised. He looked up at Changmin incredulously.
"Gatorade? Where did you even get this?"
Changmin tutted and made his way to the door, loosening his jacket.
"Full of questions, aren't we? Yes, it's Gatorade; it's full of nutrients and crap that isn't in your coffee. And... I have my sources."
He exited at that point, shutting the door behind him tightly. Yoochun stared at the bottle in his hand thoughtfully.
Well... Gatorade wasn't too bad.
-Later that Day-
Changmin looked up from his book as Yoochun reemerged from the workroom with coffee mug and bottle of Gatorade in hand. The baritone had definitely at least tasted it.
Changmin decided he would take it as a good sign.
He continued reading, surreptitiously sneaking glances at Yoochun over the top of his book. Suddenly, he put his book down, disgusted.
"Yoochun! Are your pouring Gatorade in your coffee?!"
The baritone shrugged, not finding anything wrong with it.
"You wanted me to drink it, didn't you?"
[13] Yunho x Yoochun / Pole dance| PG-13
Yoochun was quickly learning not to bet or dare Yunho to do anything. One, Yunho was terrible at betting and always ended up losing and having to do something lewd. Two, Yunho was competitive and never backed down from a dare which always resulted in him doing something lewd. Three, Yunho was incredibly good at being lewd.
It was seriously bad for Yoochun's health.
He hadn't really intended for the situation to arise this time either. It wasn't his fault that the dance room just happened to have a dancing pole in one corner, nor was it his fault that Yunho had called it a "stripper pole" (which, of course, had only brought several naughty images to Yoochun's mind), and it definitely wasn't his fault that the thoughts decided to spill out of his mouth in the form of an ill-advised dare.
Okay... maybe it was, but he wouldn't accept responsibility for more than physically saying the words, but it was all beside the point.
Yunho was sliding up and down the pole like he'd been born to do so and it was making Yoochun uncomfortably hot and bothered. Honestly, it should have been a damned crime to use inanimate objects in such a sensual manner.
"Chunnie-ah~"
Ugh... why does he have to be such a fucking tease? God, if the public only knew... Yoochun swallowed thickly before hurrying to turn off the stereo, his voice coming out a pubescent squeak.
"Uh... that's enough. You totally rocked that dare. Now, uh, let's-go-back."
Yunho relinquished the pole, sauntering past Yoochun with a smirk on his face, his fingers brushing against Yoochun's hip.
"Whatever you say," his voice dropped an octave, "Chunnie-yah~"
[14] Junsu x Yunho / Just one night| PG-15
They move slowly, savoring the moment, prolonging it in hopes that it will never end. Hands venture under clothing, soft kisses are placed on soft skin, and they hold on to each moment.
Why didn't you say something sooner?
Neither wants to answer just as neither poses the question. It's too soon, or too late, and either way 'they' end at dawn. They silently agree that it's best not to dwell on the past and to concentrate on the only 'now' they'll ever have.
'Now' is their one night of freedom, their one night to be in love, their one night to live.
It's all they have, and it's worth more than they could ever ask for.
Slowly, they kiss; slowly, they make love; slowly, they fulfill the lonely desires of their hearts.
We only have one night, hyung.
Then let's make it last forever.
The sun rises erasing the dark, and- a lingering kiss, a tender touch that leaves imprints on his skin- erases them.
[15] Yoochun x Jaejoong / Can you hear me?| G
Can you hear me, Jae? Can you hear the song?
It's for you.
Can you hear my heart, Jaejoong? I'm pouring it out for you. The rhythm is my heartbeat.
It beats only for you.
Can you hear me, Jae?
Every note, every word every line- I mean it. Are you listening?
I see that smile on your face again... You're thinking of him, aren't you? They're my notes, my song, my soul, but it's only him you hear...
I wrote this song for you, Jae...
You know why?
It's a secret, but I love you.
I do.
Can't you hear it?
... I guess not.
[16] Junsu x Yoochun / Hospital beds are too white| PG
Junsu hates the hospital.
He hates the buzzing fluorescent lights, and the smell, and how everyone in there is sick and miserable.
He hates the lonely rooms, the sterility, and the shit-for-food.
He hates how all of them have been there so often for injuries and sickness and goodness knows what else.
He hates it all, but most of all he hates how white the hospital beds are against Yoochun's skin. They wash all of the color out of Yoochun's already pale skin and make him look sick than he really is. It makes the older man look the flimsy shell of a man, a thing that Junsu never, ever wants for Yoochun.
It's why he avoids the hospital when Yoochun's sick, but he's there now and all of it reminds him just why he hates it. He's decidedly angry before Yoochun wake up and notices his presence.
The baritone is bright, and happy, and only a touch delirious, and all of Junsu's anger fly away. He sits by Yoochun's bed instead, nothing the way the sunlight plays across the older man's face, and smiling at the stream of pointless conversation coming out of Yoochun's mouth.
He forgets about the hospital entirely, and focuses on the things- the person- he loves.
He loves how alive Yoochun is, and how cute the man can be at the same time that he loves when the baritone is serious.
He loves how Yoochun's whole face lights up when he laughs, and how elegant Yoochun's hands are.
He loves kissing the man and being kissed.
Junsu may hate the hospital, but he definitely loves Yoochun.
[17] Junsu x Changmin / Changmin did it| PG
Jaejoong steps into their shared bedroom dejectedly, a pout on his face, and frustration in his eyes.
"No luck?" Yunho probes instantly from his bed.
"No luck. I actually think I made it worse..." Jaejoong frowns before flopping down next to Yunho, curling up at his side.
"You look more depressed than 'Su does, Jae," Yoochun notes from across the room, a mug of coffee balanced carefully on his bed and laptop on his lap.
They had been trying to coax Junsu out of a bad mood all morning, but all of their efforts had shown very little progress. Truth be told, the baritenor only seemed to be feeling worse. It was starting to seem as though nothing would help him.
"Ugh... I give up," Jaejoong groaned, amending himself quickly at a glare from Yunho, "For now! I meant, for now. It's just... maddeningly hard to get him to smile again."
Sighing, Yunho made a small noise of agreement.
Unnoticed by them, Changmin- having been reading in a corner- slipped out of the room to find the baritenor lying on the couch with a blank look on his features. The younger man felt his heartstrings give a mighty jerk, and he quickly dropped to his knees to more ably meet Junsu's gaze.
"Hyung? Hyung... Su-yah... won't you smile for me?"
He pressed a soft kiss to Junsu's lips, feeling the corners of the older man's mouth twitch upwards slightly.
"Min-ah~"
Changmin cocked his head, sitting back on his haunches.
"Is there something bothering you?"
Junsu half shrugged at him, pouting. Changmin smiled at him, poking his cheeks in a please-smile-'su gesture.
"Min-ah? Could you kiss me again?"
Changmin laughed at little at Junsu's request dropping another kiss on the older man's lips before pulling away and ruffling his hair.
"I'm going to go back to reading, but I'd really like it if you got up and smiled a little bit today..."
And Junsu smiled at him.
-
Yunho wandered into the room, a perplexed bemusement on his features.
"Junsu's smiling again. I was beginning to think this would be one of his bad days."
Yoochun balanced his newly-refilled coffee mug on his bed, looking up from his work at the older man.
"Changmin did it."
In his corner, Changmin smiled.
[18] Changmin x Yoochun / Amusement park rides| G
Changmin enjoys amusement park rides, if only for the reason that on them, he can just be Changmin and he doesn't have to be Choikang or Max or what-have-you.
Amusement park rides let him be genuine, and only those who observe carefully will really see it.
On amusement park rides, he can sit next to Yoochun and scream his head off, the baritone's hand clasped tightly in his own under the guise of fear. He can roughhouse with the older man when they ride on "baby rides," teasing Yoochun affectionately for his antics.
He can make Yoochun go anywhere and they can just be them without worrying about what the camera sees.
Besides, the look on Yoochun's face is always priceless when they lurch forward over the heart-stopping drops on roller coasters.
(Yoochun never says it, but he loves that Changmin can be such a kid on rides, and that he can snuggle up to the younger man on the Ferris wheel and pretend it's just because of his fear of heights, and well... he just loves Changmin in general.)
[19] Jaejoong x Junsu / Foods are to be eaten!| PG-13
"Junsu, come here. I made breakfast."
Junsu slows his pace as he passes the kitchen, smiling kindly at Jaejoong.
"It looks great, hyung, but I'm on a diet. I'm sure it tastes delicious as always."
Junsu makes to leave, perfectly ready to work on their new dance, but a firm grip on his arm stops him. He turns to tell Jaejoong that he really can't eat at the moment and that he really needs to work out, but suddenly he's being bodily lifted towards the kitchen.
"Hyung! Put me down!"
Jaejoong says nothing as he releases Junsu from a fireman's lift and places him on a chair. It's at this point that the younger man makes a last attempt at an escape, but Jaejoong already knows his game. The older singer successfully keeps him in place by straddling him backwards on the chair, facing him with a plate of food and chopsticks in hand. Jaejoong tries to feed him like a baby a few times, bringing the food up to his mouth, and, just like a baby, Junsu refuses to comply, turning his head away from the food.
Sighing, Jaejoong tries something else.
Eating a little bit himself, he places the plate back on the table next to them, and, smiling at Junsu's perplexed stare, leans in and kisses him.
Junsu is definitely one to melt into kisses, never being able to resist Jaejoong for too long. He lets the main vocalist in his mouth, a tingle traveling down his spine as the richly spicy taste of Jaejoong combined with the perfect aromas of breakfast hit his tongue. Despite his objections, Junsu wants more.
Jaejoong pulls back, a smirk on his face.
"Do you want breakfast now?"
Defeated, Junsu nods.
[20] Junsu x Jaejoong / Seeing you everyday| PG
The first time Junsu sees him, he's waiting for Hyukjae to finish his voice lesson. He doesn't believe his eyes at first. He'd never imagined someone so pretty existed, but then Hyukjae emerges from music room and takes Junsu's attention.
Hyukjae never figures out why, but suddenly it's the first time in a long time that Junsu's been so happy.
The next time Junsu sees him, he's coming out of the dance room with Yunho. The boy is singing in a not-quite-completely-soundproof booth with a voice teacher, and the little bits and pieces of melody that Junsu hears have him entranced. His suddenly reduced walking speed catches Yunho's attention, but Junsu shakes himself out of his reverie quickly.
He's made uneasy by the talent that could have been his, but he can't bring himself to be easy.
Junsu starts to see the boy everywhere, everyday, and he wonders if maybe the boy is following him... or perhaps if he's following the boy.
He shakes his head at the thought when he catches the boy's eye. Junsu pretends that he isn't lost in wide, brown eyes, but the pretense is futile.
He decides to smile instead.
There comes a time when Junsu doesn't see the boy and where he doesn't quite care for once. He's mad at himself, mad at his fickle voice, mad at the world, and, suddenly, he's on the rooftop, screaming his lungs out tunelessly to desperate lyrics. A voice joins him from nowhere, lacing through his negativity and binding his voice to calmer notes. Shaking, he complies, and the voice fades away leaving him warmer and assured.
I can do this he thinks for the first time in too long.
Days pass and he becomes saddened by the boy's absence. Junsu goes through the motions of a training, hoping to see the boy again, to thank him for just being. It depresses him to a point where he almost refuses to go and have his traditional lunch with Yunho and Hyukjae, except that Yunho claims he has a surprise.
Hyukjae isn't there at their regular lunch site, but the boy is and Junsu just can't stop smiling.
Yunho drags him over, smiling knowingly.
"Junsu-ah, this is-"
"Kim Jaejoong. Pleased to meet you."
Junsu can feel the beginning of something wonderful.
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Yunho was bored. He was already done with his wardrobe and makeup- his costume fairly simple this time around- and so he sat, waiting for the others to come out.
Jaejoong was first, styled to perfection as always and he went to sit next to Yunho, chatting amiably as they waited.
Changmin came out next, stopping to wave and smile and exchange compliments before grabbing his laptop to reply to UFO messages a little ways away.
Then Yoochun strolled out, a hair dresser still following him unhappily, seeming troubled by a particular lock of hair that wouldn't stay in place. The baritenor stopped by them, cocking an eyebrow.
"Junsu's not done yet?"
Yunho shook his head impatiently. Junsu's styling hadn't taken this long since the Tri-Angle days when he had his strange ponytail. Whatever they were doing to him had better have been good.
Suddenly, soft footsteps sounded from the hallway, signaling Junsu's arrival. They all craned their necks to see just what had caused the delay, but a stylist called him back hastily, fussing with something before letting him go.
Junsu walked out and they all stopped breathing.
Junsu shirt hugged his form tightly, accentuating every curve on him. His hair was styled to look a careful sort of messy, and his makeup was done to perfection, bring out his lips and eyes. It wasn't that that got them though.
His jeans hugged his butt better than anything imagined.
"Is there something wrong? Do I look weird?" Junsu worried, seeing them freeze. He began to shift uncomfortably, unsure of himself.
"Your pants..." Yunho said faintly, unable to lift his gaze from the baritenor's ass.
"What about them?" Junsu frowned.
"Th-they're... too tight..."
"Yeah... and his aren't the only ones anymore..." Jaejoong muttered from next to him. Yunho ignored him, mostly because he couldn't pretend it wasn't true.
Junsu flushed suddenly, noticing the direction and intent of their gazes. He looked to Yunho nervously.
"Hyung?"
Like magic, Yunho was suddenly just there and leading him away. Junsu swallowed, butterflies rebelling in his stomach.
"Yunho... you better not be taking us anywhere potentially humiliating, or I swear I'm taking my ass elsewhere."
The sudden panic in Yunho's eyes was priceless. Hurrying, he dragged them both into and empty changing room, locking the door behind them.
"You know," he pinned Junsu to the wall, "I'm definitely going to have to start to ask the stylists to make you more unattractive. My attention is a lost cause- I'd still stare at you if they dressed you up in a burlap sack- but uh... I really can't have your ass attracting the rest of the band."
[12] Changmin x Yoochun / Gatorade| G
"Yoochun, have you had anything except coffee in the past twenty-four hours?"
Changmin frowned at the older singer as he made a fresh pot of coffee. Yoochun shrugged.
"I guess. I haven't really noticed. I've been working on my song."
Changmin eyed Yoochun, noting the dark circles under his eyes and the slight caffeine-induced shaking of his hands.
"I can see that..."
Yoochun frowned as his dongsaeng turned back to his book ( What are you reading, Min? - The Elegant Universe, translated into Korean. -That sounds boring...) reading rather deliberately. Perplexed, Yoochun slid into a seat next to the younger man, placing an arm around him.
"Min, is there something wrong with coffee?"
"No."
"Min..."
Changmin put his book down, fixing Yoochun with a disappointed glare.
"It's just... disgusting. How can you live like that? All coffee is, for you anyways, is sugar and caffeine."
Yoochun shrugged, glad that it was nothing serious.
"Creative juice, I guess?"
Changmin fixed him with another look before standing up in a huff and walking over to grab his coat and pocket Jaejoong's car keys.
Yoochun stood, confused and panicked.
"Wait! Where are you going?"
The younger man sighed, turning with his hand on the doorknob.
"I have to go pick something up."
The door slammed and Yoochun eyed it for a moment before shaking his head and going back to the workroom with his coffee.
-
Yoochun's heart nearly jumps out of his chest when a plastic bottle slams down on the table in front of him. He spins his chair around quickly only to find himself with a face full of Changmin.
"What the hell are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?"
Changmin just rolled his eyes and pointed to the bottle.
"If you're going to keep your coffee-only diet, you better drink that too."
Yoochun picked up the bottle and inspected it, eyebrows raised. He looked up at Changmin incredulously.
"Gatorade? Where did you even get this?"
Changmin tutted and made his way to the door, loosening his jacket.
"Full of questions, aren't we? Yes, it's Gatorade; it's full of nutrients and crap that isn't in your coffee. And... I have my sources."
He exited at that point, shutting the door behind him tightly. Yoochun stared at the bottle in his hand thoughtfully.
Well... Gatorade wasn't too bad.
-Later that Day-
Changmin looked up from his book as Yoochun reemerged from the workroom with coffee mug and bottle of Gatorade in hand. The baritone had definitely at least tasted it.
Changmin decided he would take it as a good sign.
He continued reading, surreptitiously sneaking glances at Yoochun over the top of his book. Suddenly, he put his book down, disgusted.
"Yoochun! Are your pouring Gatorade in your coffee?!"
The baritone shrugged, not finding anything wrong with it.
"You wanted me to drink it, didn't you?"
[13] Yunho x Yoochun / Pole dance| PG-13
Yoochun was quickly learning not to bet or dare Yunho to do anything. One, Yunho was terrible at betting and always ended up losing and having to do something lewd. Two, Yunho was competitive and never backed down from a dare which always resulted in him doing something lewd. Three, Yunho was incredibly good at being lewd.
It was seriously bad for Yoochun's health.
He hadn't really intended for the situation to arise this time either. It wasn't his fault that the dance room just happened to have a dancing pole in one corner, nor was it his fault that Yunho had called it a "stripper pole" (which, of course, had only brought several naughty images to Yoochun's mind), and it definitely wasn't his fault that the thoughts decided to spill out of his mouth in the form of an ill-advised dare.
Okay... maybe it was, but he wouldn't accept responsibility for more than physically saying the words, but it was all beside the point.
Yunho was sliding up and down the pole like he'd been born to do so and it was making Yoochun uncomfortably hot and bothered. Honestly, it should have been a damned crime to use inanimate objects in such a sensual manner.
"Chunnie-ah~"
Ugh... why does he have to be such a fucking tease? God, if the public only knew... Yoochun swallowed thickly before hurrying to turn off the stereo, his voice coming out a pubescent squeak.
"Uh... that's enough. You totally rocked that dare. Now, uh, let's-go-back."
Yunho relinquished the pole, sauntering past Yoochun with a smirk on his face, his fingers brushing against Yoochun's hip.
"Whatever you say," his voice dropped an octave, "Chunnie-yah~"
[14] Junsu x Yunho / Just one night| PG-15
They move slowly, savoring the moment, prolonging it in hopes that it will never end. Hands venture under clothing, soft kisses are placed on soft skin, and they hold on to each moment.
Why didn't you say something sooner?
Neither wants to answer just as neither poses the question. It's too soon, or too late, and either way 'they' end at dawn. They silently agree that it's best not to dwell on the past and to concentrate on the only 'now' they'll ever have.
'Now' is their one night of freedom, their one night to be in love, their one night to live.
It's all they have, and it's worth more than they could ever ask for.
Slowly, they kiss; slowly, they make love; slowly, they fulfill the lonely desires of their hearts.
We only have one night, hyung.
Then let's make it last forever.
The sun rises erasing the dark, and- a lingering kiss, a tender touch that leaves imprints on his skin- erases them.
[15] Yoochun x Jaejoong / Can you hear me?| G
Can you hear me, Jae? Can you hear the song?
It's for you.
Can you hear my heart, Jaejoong? I'm pouring it out for you. The rhythm is my heartbeat.
It beats only for you.
Can you hear me, Jae?
Every note, every word every line- I mean it. Are you listening?
I see that smile on your face again... You're thinking of him, aren't you? They're my notes, my song, my soul, but it's only him you hear...
I wrote this song for you, Jae...
You know why?
It's a secret, but I love you.
I do.
Can't you hear it?
... I guess not.
[16] Junsu x Yoochun / Hospital beds are too white| PG
Junsu hates the hospital.
He hates the buzzing fluorescent lights, and the smell, and how everyone in there is sick and miserable.
He hates the lonely rooms, the sterility, and the shit-for-food.
He hates how all of them have been there so often for injuries and sickness and goodness knows what else.
He hates it all, but most of all he hates how white the hospital beds are against Yoochun's skin. They wash all of the color out of Yoochun's already pale skin and make him look sick than he really is. It makes the older man look the flimsy shell of a man, a thing that Junsu never, ever wants for Yoochun.
It's why he avoids the hospital when Yoochun's sick, but he's there now and all of it reminds him just why he hates it. He's decidedly angry before Yoochun wake up and notices his presence.
The baritone is bright, and happy, and only a touch delirious, and all of Junsu's anger fly away. He sits by Yoochun's bed instead, nothing the way the sunlight plays across the older man's face, and smiling at the stream of pointless conversation coming out of Yoochun's mouth.
He forgets about the hospital entirely, and focuses on the things- the person- he loves.
He loves how alive Yoochun is, and how cute the man can be at the same time that he loves when the baritone is serious.
He loves how Yoochun's whole face lights up when he laughs, and how elegant Yoochun's hands are.
He loves kissing the man and being kissed.
Junsu may hate the hospital, but he definitely loves Yoochun.
[17] Junsu x Changmin / Changmin did it| PG
Jaejoong steps into their shared bedroom dejectedly, a pout on his face, and frustration in his eyes.
"No luck?" Yunho probes instantly from his bed.
"No luck. I actually think I made it worse..." Jaejoong frowns before flopping down next to Yunho, curling up at his side.
"You look more depressed than 'Su does, Jae," Yoochun notes from across the room, a mug of coffee balanced carefully on his bed and laptop on his lap.
They had been trying to coax Junsu out of a bad mood all morning, but all of their efforts had shown very little progress. Truth be told, the baritenor only seemed to be feeling worse. It was starting to seem as though nothing would help him.
"Ugh... I give up," Jaejoong groaned, amending himself quickly at a glare from Yunho, "For now! I meant, for now. It's just... maddeningly hard to get him to smile again."
Sighing, Yunho made a small noise of agreement.
Unnoticed by them, Changmin- having been reading in a corner- slipped out of the room to find the baritenor lying on the couch with a blank look on his features. The younger man felt his heartstrings give a mighty jerk, and he quickly dropped to his knees to more ably meet Junsu's gaze.
"Hyung? Hyung... Su-yah... won't you smile for me?"
He pressed a soft kiss to Junsu's lips, feeling the corners of the older man's mouth twitch upwards slightly.
"Min-ah~"
Changmin cocked his head, sitting back on his haunches.
"Is there something bothering you?"
Junsu half shrugged at him, pouting. Changmin smiled at him, poking his cheeks in a please-smile-'su gesture.
"Min-ah? Could you kiss me again?"
Changmin laughed at little at Junsu's request dropping another kiss on the older man's lips before pulling away and ruffling his hair.
"I'm going to go back to reading, but I'd really like it if you got up and smiled a little bit today..."
And Junsu smiled at him.
-
Yunho wandered into the room, a perplexed bemusement on his features.
"Junsu's smiling again. I was beginning to think this would be one of his bad days."
Yoochun balanced his newly-refilled coffee mug on his bed, looking up from his work at the older man.
"Changmin did it."
In his corner, Changmin smiled.
[18] Changmin x Yoochun / Amusement park rides| G
Changmin enjoys amusement park rides, if only for the reason that on them, he can just be Changmin and he doesn't have to be Choikang or Max or what-have-you.
Amusement park rides let him be genuine, and only those who observe carefully will really see it.
On amusement park rides, he can sit next to Yoochun and scream his head off, the baritone's hand clasped tightly in his own under the guise of fear. He can roughhouse with the older man when they ride on "baby rides," teasing Yoochun affectionately for his antics.
He can make Yoochun go anywhere and they can just be them without worrying about what the camera sees.
Besides, the look on Yoochun's face is always priceless when they lurch forward over the heart-stopping drops on roller coasters.
(Yoochun never says it, but he loves that Changmin can be such a kid on rides, and that he can snuggle up to the younger man on the Ferris wheel and pretend it's just because of his fear of heights, and well... he just loves Changmin in general.)
[19] Jaejoong x Junsu / Foods are to be eaten!| PG-13
"Junsu, come here. I made breakfast."
Junsu slows his pace as he passes the kitchen, smiling kindly at Jaejoong.
"It looks great, hyung, but I'm on a diet. I'm sure it tastes delicious as always."
Junsu makes to leave, perfectly ready to work on their new dance, but a firm grip on his arm stops him. He turns to tell Jaejoong that he really can't eat at the moment and that he really needs to work out, but suddenly he's being bodily lifted towards the kitchen.
"Hyung! Put me down!"
Jaejoong says nothing as he releases Junsu from a fireman's lift and places him on a chair. It's at this point that the younger man makes a last attempt at an escape, but Jaejoong already knows his game. The older singer successfully keeps him in place by straddling him backwards on the chair, facing him with a plate of food and chopsticks in hand. Jaejoong tries to feed him like a baby a few times, bringing the food up to his mouth, and, just like a baby, Junsu refuses to comply, turning his head away from the food.
Sighing, Jaejoong tries something else.
Eating a little bit himself, he places the plate back on the table next to them, and, smiling at Junsu's perplexed stare, leans in and kisses him.
Junsu is definitely one to melt into kisses, never being able to resist Jaejoong for too long. He lets the main vocalist in his mouth, a tingle traveling down his spine as the richly spicy taste of Jaejoong combined with the perfect aromas of breakfast hit his tongue. Despite his objections, Junsu wants more.
Jaejoong pulls back, a smirk on his face.
"Do you want breakfast now?"
Defeated, Junsu nods.
[20] Junsu x Jaejoong / Seeing you everyday| PG
The first time Junsu sees him, he's waiting for Hyukjae to finish his voice lesson. He doesn't believe his eyes at first. He'd never imagined someone so pretty existed, but then Hyukjae emerges from music room and takes Junsu's attention.
Hyukjae never figures out why, but suddenly it's the first time in a long time that Junsu's been so happy.
The next time Junsu sees him, he's coming out of the dance room with Yunho. The boy is singing in a not-quite-completely-soundproof booth with a voice teacher, and the little bits and pieces of melody that Junsu hears have him entranced. His suddenly reduced walking speed catches Yunho's attention, but Junsu shakes himself out of his reverie quickly.
He's made uneasy by the talent that could have been his, but he can't bring himself to be easy.
Junsu starts to see the boy everywhere, everyday, and he wonders if maybe the boy is following him... or perhaps if he's following the boy.
He shakes his head at the thought when he catches the boy's eye. Junsu pretends that he isn't lost in wide, brown eyes, but the pretense is futile.
He decides to smile instead.
There comes a time when Junsu doesn't see the boy and where he doesn't quite care for once. He's mad at himself, mad at his fickle voice, mad at the world, and, suddenly, he's on the rooftop, screaming his lungs out tunelessly to desperate lyrics. A voice joins him from nowhere, lacing through his negativity and binding his voice to calmer notes. Shaking, he complies, and the voice fades away leaving him warmer and assured.
I can do this he thinks for the first time in too long.
Days pass and he becomes saddened by the boy's absence. Junsu goes through the motions of a training, hoping to see the boy again, to thank him for just being. It depresses him to a point where he almost refuses to go and have his traditional lunch with Yunho and Hyukjae, except that Yunho claims he has a surprise.
Hyukjae isn't there at their regular lunch site, but the boy is and Junsu just can't stop smiling.
Yunho drags him over, smiling knowingly.
"Junsu-ah, this is-"
"Kim Jaejoong. Pleased to meet you."
Junsu can feel the beginning of something wonderful.
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