jitters (open challenge: skinny jeans)
Title: jitters
Author: misstellittome
Word count: 289
Concrit?: please.
Pairing: yoochun & junsu
Rating: PG
a/n: my first post here...
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those damned knuckles of his smooth down his already perfect sideburns. it makes me mirror his movement. except my hands travel to the fronts of my thighs. down, down i push and slide the fabric clinging to my legs. it won't do to have them bunched up near my crotch. neither is it aesthetically pleasing to show my ankles, bare and dry skinned, before the rest of my body is covered up by leather shoes.
junsu's eyes finally roam towards mine. his knuckles have stopped moving and now, he flexes out his fingers as if he's trying to break his habit. no chance.
"hey" he calls out. "stop doing that, it's making me nervous."
"what?" i ask, already half-knowing the answer.
"that thing you do with your pants. if you're going to do that then stop wearing skinny jeans."
i want to say that i do solely for the purpose of mirroring. like i mirror his nervous habits, i want him to mirror my dashing fashion sense. his ass would look great in tight pants.
"shut up" i tell him teasingly. he looks miffed. but before i can tease him further, a man with a headset comes into the room.
"you guys are on in five." he rushes out. and we're alone again.
"i'm going to go get yunho hyung and changmin" junsu says. his hands are fluttering near his side burns again.
"yeah, i'll go find jaejoong hyung."
we both head out together. our shoulders bump as we exit the doorway at the same time. our eyes are no longer on the other's. but my hand brushes against his too often to be an accident. and his hands let his hair alone; they remain at his side and mine.
Author: misstellittome
Word count: 289
Concrit?: please.
Pairing: yoochun & junsu
Rating: PG
a/n: my first post here...
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those damned knuckles of his smooth down his already perfect sideburns. it makes me mirror his movement. except my hands travel to the fronts of my thighs. down, down i push and slide the fabric clinging to my legs. it won't do to have them bunched up near my crotch. neither is it aesthetically pleasing to show my ankles, bare and dry skinned, before the rest of my body is covered up by leather shoes.
junsu's eyes finally roam towards mine. his knuckles have stopped moving and now, he flexes out his fingers as if he's trying to break his habit. no chance.
"hey" he calls out. "stop doing that, it's making me nervous."
"what?" i ask, already half-knowing the answer.
"that thing you do with your pants. if you're going to do that then stop wearing skinny jeans."
i want to say that i do solely for the purpose of mirroring. like i mirror his nervous habits, i want him to mirror my dashing fashion sense. his ass would look great in tight pants.
"shut up" i tell him teasingly. he looks miffed. but before i can tease him further, a man with a headset comes into the room.
"you guys are on in five." he rushes out. and we're alone again.
"i'm going to go get yunho hyung and changmin" junsu says. his hands are fluttering near his side burns again.
"yeah, i'll go find jaejoong hyung."
we both head out together. our shoulders bump as we exit the doorway at the same time. our eyes are no longer on the other's. but my hand brushes against his too often to be an accident. and his hands let his hair alone; they remain at his side and mine.