happy new years, junsu.
Title: Happy New Years, Junsu!
Universe: DBSK AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Character/Pairing/s: Yoosu , a little bit of Hosu, and Yunjae
Warnings/Spoilers: It's slashy and fluffy goodness
Summary: Junsu is hosting his annual New Year’s Eve celebration at his dorm with his roommate, Yoochun. However, the festivities come to a halt with an unexpected event. Will Su be able to celebrate New Year’s happily?
A/N: I actually wrote half of the story during 2010 New Year’s but I never got around to finishing it. Well now it’s 2011 and it’s definitely not New Year’s. Oh well, any day with the Dong Bang boys gives a call for celebration. I hope you enjoy my story!
"All I hear is screeching and shouting and I think-oh my god- the soda spilled on the carpet. For the third time."
This sucks.
All I hear is screeching and shouting and I think-oh my god- the soda spilled on the carpet. For the third time.
Why do Yoochun, Jaejoong, and I keep hosting these stupid New Years parties? I mean, it seemed like such a good idea in our first year of college but now it's already our third year and frankly, I'm getting sick of them.
We were so excited to be the new freshmen with the awesome parties and now I'm stuck with picking up red plastic cups and party hats. Just my luck, someone dropped their golden party hat and I bend down to pick it up for her.
"Excuse me, you dropped your party hat," I exclaim.
The girl snatched it away from my hands and ran off.
Well that was rude. Does she even know Yoochun and I are hosting this party in our own dorm? Where was Yoochun anyways...?
Ah. I see him. Drinking the beer he smuggled in and talking to this pretty girl. He doesn't do anything! I swear Jae and I did most of the work! We got most of the snacks and decorated the place but all Yoochun did was get the party hats, girls, and beer!!
I'm really getting sick of my room mate. Ugh. I wish I had Jae as my room mate instead. He lives in a triple suite though with Changmin and some new guy I’ve never met. I rush to the kitchen and see the natural beauty making hamburgers and hot dogs on the portable grill.
He's smiling. How does he stay so happy when the crowd is growing unpleasing and the living room looks worse than Yoochun's room when the man's not sober?
He’s like the epitome of perfection. Always calm and under control. Boy, if I wasn't straight I'd want him as my boyfriend. Oh my gosh. I didn't say that!! Erase! Erase!
"Hey Su, could you get the plate of hamburgers I just cooked and put them in that corner table?," he said, winking breaking my ill-pure thoughts.
Ahh, why is Jae so flirtatious?! I hope no one sees how red my face is!
I grab the plate of food and proceed to walk out the kitchen but suddenly I don't feel any weight on my hands. EH?
"Lemme get that for you, Su," Yoochun says, heaving the plate on one hand.
I don't know why but instead of feeling thankful, I feel aggravated. He still has the beer can in one hand and that same girl is waving for him to sit down next to her. I think her name is Hyoyeon or something like that.
I glance sideways at him and I could tell he just smiled. Aish!! Why is this annoying me?!
"I-I could do it myself!," I grumbled at him, swiping the plate away from him.
He laughed a little and took the plate from me again!! Gah!! Why didn't I take basketball like him?!
Stupid soccer...ah! Actually I could just kick him really hard on the knees. I take back what I said about soccer.
Oh no! He left already and he's sitting with that girl, giving her beer...
I feel like punching him now! Stomping toward the couch, someone pushes me and another person shoves me toward this really sweaty guy. Ew.
I don't like being rude to strangers but he has really bad odor.
Gonna puke. Really, gonna puke.
"Make way, guys."
A crowd parts for me...and it's Yoochun again. Great.
"What do you want, Yoochun?," I complain. I'm still quite nauseous.
He grips my shoulders gently and guides me to the couch.
"I-i'm not a girl!" The couch feels kind of sticky. I'm seriously hoping it's soda and not something else.
Oooh! Bad Junsu!!
"Hmm. Weird. You're turning pink...and green at the same time," Yoochun comments, studying my face.
"Thus...You're a watermelon."
"A w-watermelon?!," I yell out...damnit. It came out like a squeak again.
I'm going to strangle him!!! Before I make a grab at him, a small hand stops me from his easily "strang-able" neck.
It's that girl again!! And wow. She's gorgeous up front.
"You better not touch my Chun or you're going to get hurt," she states, satisfied and equally confident.
C-Chun?! When did she make that up?!
She smirks and walks away, grabbing Yoochun's hand. I really want to scream now.
I need to distract myself from commiting murder. I never thought I would feel such intense emotions.
Maybe the television will help me. Now for the remote...which I left on the top shelf next to this special dolphin plushie that I got from my umma before she passed away.
-Sigh- I wish the dolphin was able to turn on the television...Silly thought.
Why do I do these things to myself? I thought.
People seemed to ignore my existence as I grabbed the stool and adjusted myself to reach the remote.
Almost got it!
Suddenly it looks as if the shelf tilted sideways and then I felt the world turning...
"Oh no!," I yelled, trying to balance on the stool. Warm hands steady my back and lead me to the ground.
"Are you alright?," a concerned voice calls out.
My heart finally slows down after that near fatal accident. Turning around, I look up to see my savior.
So, what do you think? :)
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Universe: DBSK AU
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Character/Pairing/s: Yoosu , a little bit of Hosu, and Yunjae
Warnings/Spoilers: It's slashy and fluffy goodness
Summary: Junsu is hosting his annual New Year’s Eve celebration at his dorm with his roommate, Yoochun. However, the festivities come to a halt with an unexpected event. Will Su be able to celebrate New Year’s happily?
A/N: I actually wrote half of the story during 2010 New Year’s but I never got around to finishing it. Well now it’s 2011 and it’s definitely not New Year’s. Oh well, any day with the Dong Bang boys gives a call for celebration. I hope you enjoy my story!
"All I hear is screeching and shouting and I think-oh my god- the soda spilled on the carpet. For the third time."
This sucks.
All I hear is screeching and shouting and I think-oh my god- the soda spilled on the carpet. For the third time.
Why do Yoochun, Jaejoong, and I keep hosting these stupid New Years parties? I mean, it seemed like such a good idea in our first year of college but now it's already our third year and frankly, I'm getting sick of them.
We were so excited to be the new freshmen with the awesome parties and now I'm stuck with picking up red plastic cups and party hats. Just my luck, someone dropped their golden party hat and I bend down to pick it up for her.
"Excuse me, you dropped your party hat," I exclaim.
The girl snatched it away from my hands and ran off.
Well that was rude. Does she even know Yoochun and I are hosting this party in our own dorm? Where was Yoochun anyways...?
Ah. I see him. Drinking the beer he smuggled in and talking to this pretty girl. He doesn't do anything! I swear Jae and I did most of the work! We got most of the snacks and decorated the place but all Yoochun did was get the party hats, girls, and beer!!
I'm really getting sick of my room mate. Ugh. I wish I had Jae as my room mate instead. He lives in a triple suite though with Changmin and some new guy I’ve never met. I rush to the kitchen and see the natural beauty making hamburgers and hot dogs on the portable grill.
He's smiling. How does he stay so happy when the crowd is growing unpleasing and the living room looks worse than Yoochun's room when the man's not sober?
He’s like the epitome of perfection. Always calm and under control. Boy, if I wasn't straight I'd want him as my boyfriend. Oh my gosh. I didn't say that!! Erase! Erase!
"Hey Su, could you get the plate of hamburgers I just cooked and put them in that corner table?," he said, winking breaking my ill-pure thoughts.
Ahh, why is Jae so flirtatious?! I hope no one sees how red my face is!
I grab the plate of food and proceed to walk out the kitchen but suddenly I don't feel any weight on my hands. EH?
"Lemme get that for you, Su," Yoochun says, heaving the plate on one hand.
I don't know why but instead of feeling thankful, I feel aggravated. He still has the beer can in one hand and that same girl is waving for him to sit down next to her. I think her name is Hyoyeon or something like that.
I glance sideways at him and I could tell he just smiled. Aish!! Why is this annoying me?!
"I-I could do it myself!," I grumbled at him, swiping the plate away from him.
He laughed a little and took the plate from me again!! Gah!! Why didn't I take basketball like him?!
Stupid soccer...ah! Actually I could just kick him really hard on the knees. I take back what I said about soccer.
Oh no! He left already and he's sitting with that girl, giving her beer...
I feel like punching him now! Stomping toward the couch, someone pushes me and another person shoves me toward this really sweaty guy. Ew.
I don't like being rude to strangers but he has really bad odor.
Gonna puke. Really, gonna puke.
"Make way, guys."
A crowd parts for me...and it's Yoochun again. Great.
"What do you want, Yoochun?," I complain. I'm still quite nauseous.
He grips my shoulders gently and guides me to the couch.
"I-i'm not a girl!" The couch feels kind of sticky. I'm seriously hoping it's soda and not something else.
Oooh! Bad Junsu!!
"Hmm. Weird. You're turning pink...and green at the same time," Yoochun comments, studying my face.
"Thus...You're a watermelon."
"A w-watermelon?!," I yell out...damnit. It came out like a squeak again.
I'm going to strangle him!!! Before I make a grab at him, a small hand stops me from his easily "strang-able" neck.
It's that girl again!! And wow. She's gorgeous up front.
"You better not touch my Chun or you're going to get hurt," she states, satisfied and equally confident.
C-Chun?! When did she make that up?!
She smirks and walks away, grabbing Yoochun's hand. I really want to scream now.
I need to distract myself from commiting murder. I never thought I would feel such intense emotions.
Maybe the television will help me. Now for the remote...which I left on the top shelf next to this special dolphin plushie that I got from my umma before she passed away.
-Sigh- I wish the dolphin was able to turn on the television...Silly thought.
Why do I do these things to myself? I thought.
People seemed to ignore my existence as I grabbed the stool and adjusted myself to reach the remote.
Almost got it!
Suddenly it looks as if the shelf tilted sideways and then I felt the world turning...
"Oh no!," I yelled, trying to balance on the stool. Warm hands steady my back and lead me to the ground.
"Are you alright?," a concerned voice calls out.
My heart finally slows down after that near fatal accident. Turning around, I look up to see my savior.
So, what do you think? :)
(On to II.)(On to III.[fin])