A Futon, A Picnic Table, And One Really Petty Junsu
Junsu is not a jealous person. He is not. Really. Unless he thinks Jaejoong or Yoochun are not paying him enough attention. Sometimes he thinks that they are his greatest strength and weakness. So when Junsu sees Jae and Chunnie paired off with their respective best friends he only naturally feels left out. They were chatting happily in their little pairs, giggling at inside jokes that he was not privy to and it made him yearn for Junho, then he remembered why he hadn’t invited Junho along today on their picnic outing …
“Oh stop pouting; don’t you have a twin or something?” That earns Changmin a whack up the side of his head from Yoochun and both shins kicked by Jaejoong who is seated across from him at the picnic table with Yunho.
“Oh my god why are you all abusing the magnae?” Why did Jae have to kick him twice?
“We are not allowed to talk about Junho.” Yoochun whispers, but it comes out kind of sexy because of his natural baritone.
“Why?” Changmin’s volume remains at the normal level, otherwise it would feel like he was having a dirty conversation with his best friend.
There is a big huff from Changmin’s other side; Junsu making his protest to the topic known. Yoochun looks to Jae and Yunho then to Junsu, then back to Jae and then finally meets Changmin’s annoyed glare. He smiles sheepishly in hopes of distracting his friend with his adorableness, but Changmin won’t let him get away with not divulging this secret so easily.
“I went to the gym with Junho.” Jaejoong final speaks, willing to take the heat of Changmin’s evil glare off of his Chunnie.
“Wow.” Yunho is not shocked. “Jae going to the gym? Impossible!”
“I think the key phrase is with Junho” Changmin points out and Yunho rolls his eyes at his younger boyfriend. Fucking genius.
“Junsu, seriously man, you need to work on your jealousy and possessiveness over your boyfriends. He’s your hyung! You know Junho wouldn’t put a move on Jaejoong.” He doesn’t even think to question the fidelity of his best friend; he knows how Jae feels about Junsu and Yoochun.
Junsu sends Yunho a death glare. Yoochun scrunches up his face. Not good.
“What aren’t you telling us Jae-hyung?” Changmin loves other people’s drama. It is his form of entertainment.
Jaejoong shoots Changmin an accusatory glare. Everyone is glaring but Yoochun, whose face increasingly misshapens as his discomfort level rises. The whole thing is a ridiculous glare-off, until Yoochun starts wheezing as he is unable to breathe well through a squished-up face. Everyone starts to fret over the asthmatic and forgets why they had almost gone cross-eyed for a few moments. Yoochun has always been really good at diffusing tension.
“So, can we get on with this now?” Changmin whines behind a piece of kimbap.
Yunho nods in agreement. “The suspense is killing me.”
“Well, if you are all so interested in what really happened at the gym, why don’t you tell them, Joongie.” Junsu is not happy.
Jaejoong gulps and Yunho thinks that maybe something really did happen. Changmin is on the edge of his seat, waiting for someone to explode.
“Junsu was studying for his mid-terms so he couldn’t make our regular gym appointment-” Jae starts off slowly.
“So you took the next best thing, we got that part.” Yoochun elbows Changmin for that one and it effectively knocks the wind out of the younger’s lungs. Boney elbows are pointy. Changmin looks to Yunho for assistants, but the older man shows his mouthy boyfriend no sympathy.
“Anyways, we went to the gym and I did my regular work out.”
“Was there a lot of admiring of sweaty, ripped muscles involved?” This surprisingly comes from Yunho. He can’t be blamed if Jaejoong left it open for him like that, but everyone sends him looks of distaste.
“I should say so!” Junsu has just confirmed Yunho’s sleazy remark. Yunho gasps he is never right, Changmin laughs - hard, Jaejoong is wide-eyed and Yoochun’s forehead has just made friends with the picnic table.
“Junsu,” Jae sighs dejectedly. “Nothing happened. I told you already. Junho is your hyung and a nice guy but the only thing we have in common is you.” In any normal situation, that would have been enough to melt Junsu into a pile of goo.
“Then what about the photo?” Junsu looked more hurt than angry now. Yoochun still had not come up from the table surface. How nice the wood’s grain looks this close up.
“Pho-to?” Changmin could not believe his luck. His hyungs always do the craziest things.
“We took a picture together; it’s really not a big deal.”
“Then why are you topless?” Junsu cries out the accusation.
Changmin looses it. He laughs so hard he falls over backwards off the bench. Yunho’s head joins Yoochun’s on the table.
“Jaejoong-hyung. You are shameless!” Changmin makes himself comfortable on the ground. “What is with you? First you strip for Yunho and now Junho!”
“People lying in grass don’t get to make comments!” Jae snaps. All the four men seated at the table can hear in response is a phantom booming laughter.
“So if nothing happened, how did you end up without a shirt on?” Yunho asked slowly, testing the waters.
“How did Jaejoong-hyung end up topless with you, Yunyun?”
“Yah! What I’d say grass giant?” Jaejoong was pouting.
“Did your top magically fall off like? You know, was it like it was on our first date when your pants magically fell down, and then Su’s pants magically came off too?” Yoochun loved when Jaejoong pouted and Junsu blushed.
“Did that really work for you?” Changmin asks his best friend as he stood and brushed his pants clean.
Yoochun shrugs and gives a greasy grin. “I’m here now, aren’t I?”
“Look, I was at a gym, working out; I naturally got sweaty but I had forgotten to bring my towel - and you know how I hate using the gym’s towels - so I just used my shirt to wipe off my sweat. It is really not a big deal.” He crossed his arms; he was in serious Jaejoong mode now.
“But why did you take the picture topless? Couldn’t you have changed first?” Junsu really didn’t want to be jealous, especially not of Jaejoong and his hyung.
“Well, we certainly didn’t think it was going to piss you off this bad!” Jae huffed.
“We?” What the hell does that mean?
“We took the photo together because Junho and I just wanted to let you know that we were getting along.” He reached over the table for Junsu’s hand. “I know how close you two are and he understands how important Yoochun and I are to you. We just wanted you know that we can get along.”
“Yeah, without me.” Junsu sound like a peeved five year old.
“Because of you.” Jaejoong’s tone was soft. He didn’t normally get this mushy.
Gagging sounds were being made to Junsu’s left. That was the third time Changmin was abused by his best friend that afternoon.
“Yoochun, not so hard. Hey, are you crying?” he poked his friend’s cheek.
“Yes, because my best friend just ruined a beautiful moment!” he sobbed.
“C’mere Tokki!” JaeSu chorused and pulled Yoochun to them, effectively trapping Changmin between them all.
“Yah! Whose hand is that?” Changmin was being molested by a bunch of perverts!
“Ooops! Sorry Minnie-ah!” Yoochun giggled.
“Well,” Changmin said snuggling into the embrace of his hyungs. “It’s okay as long as it’s you, my little water-”
*THUD*
“Yunho, go collect your boyfriend.” The eldest’s voice was muffled by Yoochun’s shoulder.
“Jaejoong, how many times do I have to tell you to play nice with Changmin?”
“Junsu pushed him, not me!” The indignation!
“Traitor.” Junsu half teased.
“And I fully intend on making it up to you.”
“How?”
“How else?” Jaejoong’s leer was unmistakable.
Yoochun’s head would have made friends with the picnic table once more if it was not for the strong grip of his boyfriends. Jaejoong had a one track mind.
“You think I can be won over so easily by sex.”
“Sure.” Jae leaned in close to Junsu and whispered. “Especially if it is makeup sex.” The only thing better than jealousy sex and angry sex is make up sex. Poor Yoochun.
“How about I sit this one out.” Yoochun didn’t think he could handle any more rough sex for a while. Angry sex was strenuous.
“Oh no, you’re definitely coming with us.” Jaejoong had a naughty look in his eyes.
“Why must you use me so? I didn’t do anything wrong!” he tried to play the sympathy card.
“Umm, didn’t you just fondle my boyfriend?” Yunho pointed out a little less than innocently.
“Oh fuck off Yunho, my ass is still sore from angry sex and besides,” he paused for dramatic effect. “Changmin liked it!” He stuck his tongue out and hid behind Jaejoong. Maerong~
Yunho looked to Changmin who bent his head in guilt.
“That’s our boy.” Jaejoong gave his signature maniac grin.
“Oh yeah, you are so not getting a break from us tonight.” Junsu said, wrapping his arms around his Tokki from behind. He tickled the thinner man’s sides; loving the way Yoochun was squirming in his arms.
“Yunho-ah, lend hyung your house keys~” Jae asked in his most pleasant tone as Changmin held Yunho back from hurting Yoochun. He loved a riled up Yunho - it gave Changmin an excuse to put his boyfriend’s adrenaline boost to good use in the bedroom. Maybe we’ll try out those new leather straps tonight…
“Why?” Yunho found the request an odd one and it distracted him from his murderous rage.
“Isn’t the futon in your sex dungeon basement the designated location for makeup sex?” Jaejoong, Junsu and Yoochun titled their heads to the side in unison, like it was an obvious thing. Yunho sputtered a bit and Changmin was so frightened disturbed by the pod people like behavior that he almost didn’t catch Yunho in time from pouncing on Jaejoong.
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