[Drabble] Naptime
Title: Naptime
Pairing: Yoosu, implied JaeChunSu
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, fluff
Warnings: Kissing, suggestions of sex but nothing serious
Summary: Jaejoong finished dinner, but the others are nowhere to be found.
Note: Sorry for the crazy super long hiatus T_T; It was unintentional. One of my friends got me to start writing again, so. :D Hopefully I'll be providing more reading material for everyone!
“Guys?” The small hallway echoed Jaejoong’s voice, the late night silence doing nothing but amplifying the sound. Yoochun and Junsu had disappeared a while ago to work on something. Being the nice hyung that he is, Jaejoong made them dinner, but when he called for them repeatedly, there was nothing. “Junsu, Yoochun, I know you’re both here.”
Slightly annoyed, Jaejoong knocked on the door to the three members’ shared bedroom. A twist of the knob revealed that it was unlocked, meaning that nothing inappropriate had gone on behind those doors. Unless of course they wanted him to walk in, but there was nothing but a tired murmur of something about lyrics from Junsu and a cheery composition comment from Yoochun when they had gone off down the hallway.
The door opened a bit louder than intended, but the scene inside was undisturbed. Jaejoong broke out in a smile. Any thoughts of frustration flew out the window.
On the bed adjacent to the door, the two younger members were curled up together. Junsu was under the blankets, obviously the first to fall asleep. Against his side, seemingly cradling the other, was Yoochun, blanket less and looking as though he would fall off the bed at any moment. Just above Junsu’s chest, their hands were clasped sweetly, Yoochun’s arm draped over Junsu’s chest to reach the other hand and provide that extra layer of protection.
Being the wonderful hyung that he is, Jaejoong grabbed his camera and immediately took the closest pictures that he could. The first picture the flash went off, and he freaked out before realizing that they sleep like rocks anyway. He took a few more with no inhibitions, getting as close as possible without touching them.
Content with his blackmail - keepsake - photos, Jaejoong inched toward the door. There was a small groan from the bed, and he turned to see Junsu’s head sleepily turn toward him. “Hyung? Everything okay?”
“Shh, Su. Go back to sleep.” Junsu watched as the eldest shut the door, confused but comfortable. A hand came up to push his bangs out of his eyes and he turned to see Yoochun watching him.
“Everything okay, baby?”
“Yeah, it was just Jaejoong.” He pulled Yoochun closer to him and forced him onto his back, resting his own head on the pianist’s chest. “You’re comfortable.’
“If I remember right, you told me yesterday that I was too bony.”
“That’s your shoulder. Your chest is very pillowy.”
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment.”
Junsu nuzzled into Yoochun’s chest, causing him to laugh. A little nibble forced a slight moan from his mouth, and he sighed. “Su, you said you wanted to cuddle.”
“I changed my mind.” The youngest turned big doe eyes to his lover and smiled. “Make love to me, Chunnie.”
There was about 30 seconds of defiant silence before Yoochun sighed.
“How can I say no to that.”
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Jaejoong cheered in the hallway as the sounds of their kissing drifted through the door. He’d made it safely away, pictures and all, and now they were distracted. Sweet. Just as he moved away from the door, it opened, a hand grabbing his collar and flipping him around. Yoochun’s eyes burned with possessiveness.
“Jae.”
“Y-yes, Chunnie?”
“Hand it over.”
Jaejoong tilted his head cutely. “Hand what over?”
“Camera. Now.”
“I don’t have-”
“Now.”
Jaejoong sighed and handed the camera off, Junsu moving around Yoochun to bury his face in Jaejoong’s collar. “Hyung smells good. Chunnie, can we bring him in too? Please?”
“No, I’m fine, really.”
“Liar.” Yoochun smirked as Junsu began nibbling lightly on Jaejoong’s collarbone. He steadied the eldest as a lithe hand found it’s way under his shirt. “Care to join us, hyung? You should be punished for sneaking things like this. It’s not nice.”
“Please, Jaejoongie.” Jaejoong shivered as the soft purr of Junsu’s voice at his ear, and they easily led him into the room. As the lock clicked on the door, he was left wondering why anyone in their right mind would have said no in the first place.
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Hopefully this is okay. ^^; Thoughts? I hope you liked it! :D Please comment if you liked it - or even if you didn't. Constructive criticism is welcome!
Pairing: Yoosu, implied JaeChunSu
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, fluff
Warnings: Kissing, suggestions of sex but nothing serious
Summary: Jaejoong finished dinner, but the others are nowhere to be found.
Note: Sorry for the crazy super long hiatus T_T; It was unintentional. One of my friends got me to start writing again, so. :D Hopefully I'll be providing more reading material for everyone!
“Guys?” The small hallway echoed Jaejoong’s voice, the late night silence doing nothing but amplifying the sound. Yoochun and Junsu had disappeared a while ago to work on something. Being the nice hyung that he is, Jaejoong made them dinner, but when he called for them repeatedly, there was nothing. “Junsu, Yoochun, I know you’re both here.”
Slightly annoyed, Jaejoong knocked on the door to the three members’ shared bedroom. A twist of the knob revealed that it was unlocked, meaning that nothing inappropriate had gone on behind those doors. Unless of course they wanted him to walk in, but there was nothing but a tired murmur of something about lyrics from Junsu and a cheery composition comment from Yoochun when they had gone off down the hallway.
The door opened a bit louder than intended, but the scene inside was undisturbed. Jaejoong broke out in a smile. Any thoughts of frustration flew out the window.
On the bed adjacent to the door, the two younger members were curled up together. Junsu was under the blankets, obviously the first to fall asleep. Against his side, seemingly cradling the other, was Yoochun, blanket less and looking as though he would fall off the bed at any moment. Just above Junsu’s chest, their hands were clasped sweetly, Yoochun’s arm draped over Junsu’s chest to reach the other hand and provide that extra layer of protection.
Being the wonderful hyung that he is, Jaejoong grabbed his camera and immediately took the closest pictures that he could. The first picture the flash went off, and he freaked out before realizing that they sleep like rocks anyway. He took a few more with no inhibitions, getting as close as possible without touching them.
Content with his blackmail - keepsake - photos, Jaejoong inched toward the door. There was a small groan from the bed, and he turned to see Junsu’s head sleepily turn toward him. “Hyung? Everything okay?”
“Shh, Su. Go back to sleep.” Junsu watched as the eldest shut the door, confused but comfortable. A hand came up to push his bangs out of his eyes and he turned to see Yoochun watching him.
“Everything okay, baby?”
“Yeah, it was just Jaejoong.” He pulled Yoochun closer to him and forced him onto his back, resting his own head on the pianist’s chest. “You’re comfortable.’
“If I remember right, you told me yesterday that I was too bony.”
“That’s your shoulder. Your chest is very pillowy.”
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment.”
Junsu nuzzled into Yoochun’s chest, causing him to laugh. A little nibble forced a slight moan from his mouth, and he sighed. “Su, you said you wanted to cuddle.”
“I changed my mind.” The youngest turned big doe eyes to his lover and smiled. “Make love to me, Chunnie.”
There was about 30 seconds of defiant silence before Yoochun sighed.
“How can I say no to that.”
---
Jaejoong cheered in the hallway as the sounds of their kissing drifted through the door. He’d made it safely away, pictures and all, and now they were distracted. Sweet. Just as he moved away from the door, it opened, a hand grabbing his collar and flipping him around. Yoochun’s eyes burned with possessiveness.
“Jae.”
“Y-yes, Chunnie?”
“Hand it over.”
Jaejoong tilted his head cutely. “Hand what over?”
“Camera. Now.”
“I don’t have-”
“Now.”
Jaejoong sighed and handed the camera off, Junsu moving around Yoochun to bury his face in Jaejoong’s collar. “Hyung smells good. Chunnie, can we bring him in too? Please?”
“No, I’m fine, really.”
“Liar.” Yoochun smirked as Junsu began nibbling lightly on Jaejoong’s collarbone. He steadied the eldest as a lithe hand found it’s way under his shirt. “Care to join us, hyung? You should be punished for sneaking things like this. It’s not nice.”
“Please, Jaejoongie.” Jaejoong shivered as the soft purr of Junsu’s voice at his ear, and they easily led him into the room. As the lock clicked on the door, he was left wondering why anyone in their right mind would have said no in the first place.
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Hopefully this is okay. ^^; Thoughts? I hope you liked it! :D Please comment if you liked it - or even if you didn't. Constructive criticism is welcome!