Yoosu Fic Meme?
[Yoosu fic meme] ....................I'd rather not comment......8D
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterward; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 10 of these, then post.
Fandom: DBSK
Pairing: Yoosu
A/N: This is total 1000000000% fail. =D
A/N #2: But seriously....>.> I don't know if I have the balls to do this again and post it. xD o.o
A/N #3: ...I went over 10, though...xD
A/N #4: I thought the rules specified angstishness and so...I tried........maybe if I had read the rules a bit better this wouldn't have been so fail. .......No. It still would've been fail. xD
Cooking? Cooking! -- Super Junior H
“Watch the stove!”
“What stove?”
“That stove-“
“Waaah!”
Yoochun watched as Junsu's hand landed in no-man’s land and sent the boy screaming and boucing off the wall.
He sighed. This was his love. Clumsy, loud and sweet.
While the other blew uselessly at (FAIL!!! 8D)
Wrong Number -- DBSK
Hey, this is Junsu. Leave a message and I’ll holla back, yo!
Beep.
…Junsu. Please pick up. I know you’re there. I don’t know what other language to tell you this. I asked Hankyung so many times I’m sure he’s ready to throw me into the highway. Kibum is tired of hearing my voice…just like you. But I’ll say it again. And again until you accept it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it. None of it. No part of what I said was the truth. I may be a liar, but I-
Click.
H-hello? Junsu?
….You have the wrong number.
Click.
Big bang -- Big Bang
It was like an explosion.
Sheets thrown everywhere. Everywhere. Their clothes were infinitely lost beneath the blankets and passion and neither wanted to retrieve them as long as the breath they breathed continued in low moans, soft grunts and whispers of “I love you.”
It’s Raining -- Rain
His wet eyelashes hesitantly blinked shut, heavy with the weight of the rain, heavy with sleep, heavy with thoughts of Kiss me.
Yoochun did. And it was sweet.
Junsu blessed the way he had rushed out of the house this morning without an umbrella. Blessed all the curse words in the book that poured from his mouth when the raindrops with the bus windows. Blessed the way Yoochun held out his hand and said let’s
Crazy Life -- DBSK
“Yoochun, did you-“
“Yeah.”
“And did you-“
“Yeah.”
“What about the-“
“Yep.”
A blur of a kiss on the lips and that was the last Junsu saw of Yoochun for the day as he rushed out the door with papers and official documents trailing behind him. It was…okay. This life. They could survive on the money the two of them made. But
Choosey Lover -- DBSK
Make a move. This is it.
Yoochun sipped his already cold coffee and glanced across the café at his two targets. One would definitely be his date for the night.
But aish.
Why was his mom such a worrying spazz? Just because he had been an unattached bachelor for four years straight. No reason to force him out of the house until he found a date.
But when Yoochun had wasted time bumming around this one café for the first few days, he couldn’t help but notice two exceptionally good looking men. Over time and many eavesdropped phone conversations, he heard that their names were Jaejoong and Junsu. For some reason they also frequented the café. And Yoochun had fallen a bit for both of the m just by…"stalking" them, is the term.
He took a deep breath. How many weeks has
Changmin popped up to Yoochun’s table and said, “Date meeeee!” 8DDDDDDDD
You Only Love -- DBSK
“Who do you love?”
It was a quiet question. Useless and weak. But filled with all the passion in Junsu’s heart. Did Yoochun reply? Did he have to? All was swallowed in another deep kiss that lasted eons. *stabs writer’s block/fail demons* 8DDDDD
Asu ga Kuru Kara -- DBSK
It’s almost time. The sunrise.
Junsu murmured this into Yoochun’s neck as they lay curled around each other on a too-small blanket on a part of the beach that even they didn’t recognize.
Not yet. It’s not morning til the sun come up.
Yoochun murmured this between a yawn and a kiss and a fail.
HARUKA NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! *glomps Junsu’s voice 8DDDDDDD*
Remember - DBSK
It was only one night.
One wrong turn.
One flip.
After another.
One tragedy.
And to Yoochun there was only one Junsu. But couldn’t he remember that?
Remember.
Remember.
“Remember. Remember.”
It became a mantra for Yoochun as he sat curled up in a rather uncomfortable chair in the waiting room. Junsu wouldn’t allow visitors in his hospital room.
Visitors who were complete strangers.
Strangers who had known him for five years.
Strangers who made love to him whenever the moment was right.
Strangers who ….. couldn’t drive…DANG IT!!!!!! 8DDDD
With U - Big Bang
Okay serious this time. =.=
As long as there is rain in the clouds, I’ll stay.
With you.
As long as there is song in a bird’s voice, I’ll stay.
With you.
As lon
Rainy Night -- Junsu
RAIN AGAIN!?!?! >.<
“Babo.”
“I am not.”
“Babo.”
“…You’re right.”
Junsu and Yoochun sat side by side in a dark, quiet car as the rain slapped the windshield like a cruel never-ending punishment and the sound of Changmin’s snores floating from the back seat.
The concert was cancelled due to rain.
The fuel gage read empty.
Good Luck - Super Junior H
Dear Diary 8D Junsu,
Please fly high. Higher.
I know it sounds corny, but that’s all I want for you. I know I wasn’t exactly a bottle of sunshine when you told me you had to go to California after your audition succeeded. But that was the selfish me talking. And screaming. Happy me is writing this letter. I want you to become all you can be. Just don’t forget me if I can’t get there with you in time.
Mirotic -- DBSK
It was easy.
The way Junsu’s moans vibrated through his bare skin. The way his clothes had simply dripped off his body like milk. The way he had fallen for Yoochun with as little attention in a crowded club as a peck on the collarbone from a complete stranger. The first kiss was the invitation to follow Yoochun’s receding back as he walked towards his car. The second kiss was only a distraction so Yoochun could work Junsu’s belt buckle.
Please enjoy this pile of fail. 8DDDDDDDD *goes to search for the razor and the long sleeve shirts*
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Don't stab me, I know it's fail!
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterward; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 10 of these, then post.
Fandom: DBSK
Pairing: Yoosu
A/N: This is total 1000000000% fail. =D
A/N #2: But seriously....>.> I don't know if I have the balls to do this again and post it. xD o.o
A/N #3: ...I went over 10, though...xD
A/N #4: I thought the rules specified angstishness and so...I tried........maybe if I had read the rules a bit better this wouldn't have been so fail. .......No. It still would've been fail. xD
Cooking? Cooking! -- Super Junior H
“Watch the stove!”
“What stove?”
“That stove-“
“Waaah!”
Yoochun watched as Junsu's hand landed in no-man’s land and sent the boy screaming and boucing off the wall.
He sighed. This was his love. Clumsy, loud and sweet.
While the other blew uselessly at (FAIL!!! 8D)
Wrong Number -- DBSK
Hey, this is Junsu. Leave a message and I’ll holla back, yo!
Beep.
…Junsu. Please pick up. I know you’re there. I don’t know what other language to tell you this. I asked Hankyung so many times I’m sure he’s ready to throw me into the highway. Kibum is tired of hearing my voice…just like you. But I’ll say it again. And again until you accept it. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean any of it. None of it. No part of what I said was the truth. I may be a liar, but I-
Click.
H-hello? Junsu?
….You have the wrong number.
Click.
Big bang -- Big Bang
It was like an explosion.
Sheets thrown everywhere. Everywhere. Their clothes were infinitely lost beneath the blankets and passion and neither wanted to retrieve them as long as the breath they breathed continued in low moans, soft grunts and whispers of “I love you.”
It’s Raining -- Rain
His wet eyelashes hesitantly blinked shut, heavy with the weight of the rain, heavy with sleep, heavy with thoughts of Kiss me.
Yoochun did. And it was sweet.
Junsu blessed the way he had rushed out of the house this morning without an umbrella. Blessed all the curse words in the book that poured from his mouth when the raindrops with the bus windows. Blessed the way Yoochun held out his hand and said let’s
Crazy Life -- DBSK
“Yoochun, did you-“
“Yeah.”
“And did you-“
“Yeah.”
“What about the-“
“Yep.”
A blur of a kiss on the lips and that was the last Junsu saw of Yoochun for the day as he rushed out the door with papers and official documents trailing behind him. It was…okay. This life. They could survive on the money the two of them made. But
Choosey Lover -- DBSK
Make a move. This is it.
Yoochun sipped his already cold coffee and glanced across the café at his two targets. One would definitely be his date for the night.
But aish.
Why was his mom such a worrying spazz? Just because he had been an unattached bachelor for four years straight. No reason to force him out of the house until he found a date.
But when Yoochun had wasted time bumming around this one café for the first few days, he couldn’t help but notice two exceptionally good looking men. Over time and many eavesdropped phone conversations, he heard that their names were Jaejoong and Junsu. For some reason they also frequented the café. And Yoochun had fallen a bit for both of the m just by…"stalking" them, is the term.
He took a deep breath. How many weeks has
Changmin popped up to Yoochun’s table and said, “Date meeeee!” 8DDDDDDDD
You Only Love -- DBSK
“Who do you love?”
It was a quiet question. Useless and weak. But filled with all the passion in Junsu’s heart. Did Yoochun reply? Did he have to? All was swallowed in another deep kiss that lasted eons. *stabs writer’s block/fail demons* 8DDDDD
Asu ga Kuru Kara -- DBSK
It’s almost time. The sunrise.
Junsu murmured this into Yoochun’s neck as they lay curled around each other on a too-small blanket on a part of the beach that even they didn’t recognize.
Not yet. It’s not morning til the sun come up.
Yoochun murmured this between a yawn and a kiss and a fail.
HARUKA NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! *glomps Junsu’s voice 8DDDDDDD*
Remember - DBSK
It was only one night.
One wrong turn.
One flip.
After another.
One tragedy.
And to Yoochun there was only one Junsu. But couldn’t he remember that?
Remember.
Remember.
“Remember. Remember.”
It became a mantra for Yoochun as he sat curled up in a rather uncomfortable chair in the waiting room. Junsu wouldn’t allow visitors in his hospital room.
Visitors who were complete strangers.
Strangers who had known him for five years.
Strangers who made love to him whenever the moment was right.
Strangers who ….. couldn’t drive…DANG IT!!!!!! 8DDDD
With U - Big Bang
Okay serious this time. =.=
As long as there is rain in the clouds, I’ll stay.
With you.
As long as there is song in a bird’s voice, I’ll stay.
With you.
As lon
Rainy Night -- Junsu
RAIN AGAIN!?!?! >.<
“Babo.”
“I am not.”
“Babo.”
“…You’re right.”
Junsu and Yoochun sat side by side in a dark, quiet car as the rain slapped the windshield like a cruel never-ending punishment and the sound of Changmin’s snores floating from the back seat.
The concert was cancelled due to rain.
The fuel gage read empty.
Good Luck - Super Junior H
Dear Diary 8D Junsu,
Please fly high. Higher.
I know it sounds corny, but that’s all I want for you. I know I wasn’t exactly a bottle of sunshine when you told me you had to go to California after your audition succeeded. But that was the selfish me talking. And screaming. Happy me is writing this letter. I want you to become all you can be. Just don’t forget me if I can’t get there with you in time.
Mirotic -- DBSK
It was easy.
The way Junsu’s moans vibrated through his bare skin. The way his clothes had simply dripped off his body like milk. The way he had fallen for Yoochun with as little attention in a crowded club as a peck on the collarbone from a complete stranger. The first kiss was the invitation to follow Yoochun’s receding back as he walked towards his car. The second kiss was only a distraction so Yoochun could work Junsu’s belt buckle.
Please enjoy this pile of fail. 8DDDDDDDD *goes to search for the razor and the long sleeve shirts*
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Don't stab me, I know it's fail!