[One Shot - PG] I Had A Nightmare..
Title: I Had A Nightmare
Rating: PG
Pairing: MinSu (don't get used to it.)
Summary: Junsu has a nightmare and Changmin is only hope.
A/N: This was my first attempt at a MinSu oneshot for something or other and at the time I thought it failed, but looking back, it totally cracked me up so I decided to post it. Hahaha.. Enjoy everybody.
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"Changmin-ah," Junsu's soft voice called into the darkness of the youngest's room, making the long trip across the carpeted floor and stealthily climbing into the young man's bed where it gently prodded at the man's ears. A small groan emitted from the figure lying across the bed. "Changmin-ah," the older of the two called again, clutching a small blanket close to his frame, "are you awake?"
"No," was Changmin's growled reply as he quickly placed his pillow on top of his head, wanting nothing more than to drown out all noise and sleep like the dead. The following day was their day off and he had every intention of sleeping his time away. If his hyung bothered him now, it would definitely be a step in the wrong direction of getting the sleep he so obviously needed.
"Can I sleep with you tonight?"
"No," Changmin responded once more in a muffled sighed, balling up his fists and lightly hitting his pillow to better block out anymore sound. "Go away, hyung."
Junsu bit down on his lower lip and shifted from one foot to the other. Changmin was his last hope. Yoochun had already kicked him out of their shared room, declaring the tenor slept too loud. Jaejoong and Yunho were probably taking part in some JaeHo YunJae activities that he definitely wouldn't want to sit in on. Changmin really was his only hope.
"I had a nightmare," he mumbled pathetically.
A brief silence stretched between them, in which Junsu was absolutely positive that their maknae had fallen asleep on him. With a resigned sigh, he lowered his head and made to leave the room, but stopped as he hard the slight rustle of bed covers accompanied by Changmin's beyond tired voice, "Come on, hyung. Hurry up before I change my mind."
Smiling joyously, Junsu clutched his tattered blanket even tighter as he scurried over to the young man's bed and quickly clambered in, making himself comfortable beneath the covers and against Changmin's warm body.
"Did you really have a nightmare," Changmin yawned, turning over to better face the older singer, "or is this another lame attempt to make MinSu a more active couple?"
Junsu narrowed his eyes at the younger for even entertaining such a thought. It was Jaejoong who was a plotter, not him. "I had a really scary dream, Changminnie-ah." He snuggled closer to the man, drawing in his presence as a source of comfort and a small sigh of contentment escaped him as the younger's arms snaked around his slim waist, pulling him closer. "You'd be scared too if you had my dream."
A sleepy smile appeared on the man's face. "What was it about?"
"I dreamt that all my teeth fell out."
Silence, then--
Changmin snorted with laughter, all traces of exhaustion wiping away from his face for the moment. He had been expecting a tale of murder or horrifying creatures, but then again, this was Junsu-hyung after all. He shouldn't have been surprised that something so simple had scared the older man into his bed. When Junsu gently punched him on the arm, he only laughed harder.
"Ya! Stop laughing! It was a seriously scary dream!"
"I'm sorry hyung," Changmin continued to chuckle, his quaking frame causing Junsu to feel the slight vibrations of his body. "It's just, of all the things you could have dreamt about--"
Junsu punched Changmin once more, "You know how hard I have to work to keep my teeth like this? What's the point of all the brushing if they're just going to fall out so easily? Huh?" He blushed in slight annyoance, clearly upset by his dream, but even more upset with the younger's insensative nature. "I brush and I brush, but does anyone notice?" He went on. "My teeth are just going to fall out like that?"
A small sigh escaped Changmin and he shook his head at his hyung. If he let the man go on now, there would be no stopping him and sleep would be only an illusion.
"Then again, a plus side of brushing could be the great smell of your breath, but honestly, couldn't that just be cured with a mint?" He glanced at Changmin, his anger building with every word spoken. "Ya, Min-ah. Are you--"
His anger would soon be forgotten as Changmin quickly pressed his lips against the older man's, running his tongue along Junsu's bottom lip, begging for admission. In little to no time, that same tongue that had been begging for an entrance into the warm cavern of the older man's mouth, was lightly raking across each perfectly pearl tooth in careful exploration. Junsu leaned into his dongsaeng wanting more, but just as he was about to deepen the kiss, Changmin pulled away.
"Your teeth are fine, hyung, and the point of all the brushing," he stole a quick peck from the dazed man's lips, a smirk lighting his features, "should be evident. Now go to sleep."
Silence, then--
"Ya, Changmin, I had a dream that little Junsu fell off. Will you check on him too?"