That Awkward Situation (Part 3)
Title: That Awkward Situation
Author: hyuukie
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Part: 3
Summary: After finding out that they had drunken intercourse, Jaejoong and Yunho justify that the most responsible thing to do is start a relationship.
A/N: sorry this is so late, forgive me!
Disclaimer: Don't own the pairing
Previous: P1 | P2
"It's... It's coming back..."
"Really? Are you sure?" Junsu brought his legs up and crossed them, lazily doodling on Jaejoong's desk with a pencil. "Or are you just saying that?"
"No, no really, it's... It's kind of blurry, but it's there... A picture..." Jaejoong leaned back in his chair so the front two legs were slightly off of the floor. He rubbed his temples and closed his eyes, "Me and Yunho... On a bed... Blankets. A pillow. The mattress was comfortable and the light was off..."
Junsu rested his chin in his right palm, "Oh lovely, that gives us so much information."
"I'm starting to doubt myself... What if we really didn't have sex?" Jaejoong let out a fustrated sigh and rocked forward so his chair was level on the floor.
"You guys still kissed. I saw it with my own eyes," Junsu put his index finger on Jaejoong's forehead in between his eyes and playfully pushed him back.
Yunho brushed Jaejoong's bangs out of his eyes and lightly kissed his right temple.
"Wait!" Jaejoong yelled, grabbing Junsu's hand and tugging on it.
Junsu yelped and almost fell off of the older's desk. He gripped the top of Jaejoong's computer screen for support. "What?!"
"I'm getting deja vu!"
"Excuse me?" Junsu raised an eyebrow as he watched Jaejoong clear his desk of all its papers and files before climbing onto its surface too. "What are you doing?"
"When you touched my forehead, I just saw a flash of white!"
Junsu jokingly reached for the phone beside him, "Are you having a seizure? Should I call an ambulance?"
"I'm serious! Junsu, touch me! It'll all come back!"
"You're crazy," Junsu hopped off of Jaejoong's desk to put distance between them, "I'm not touching you."
"But you have too! I'll remember! Please!" Jaejoong scooted off his desk too, but before he could say anything else, his phone started to ring. He glanced at Junsu, giving him a don't-you-dare-leave look before picking up. "Kim Jaejoong."
"You like blue, right? If I wore a blue tie, you wouldn't care? What about shoes? You don't mind steak? Were you the one who went vegan? No, that was Yoochun, wasn't it? But asparagus is okay for you? Is it you or Junsu who's allergic to peanuts? I have a cat at home, you like animals, right? What are your thoughts on porcupines? They're weird, huh?"
Jaejoong nearly broke his phone in his death grip, "I swear on my mom, Yunho, if you call one more time, I'll kill you. I will personally come over to your office just a few doors down and strangle you with your stupid blue tie!" Jaejoong yelled, slamming the receiver down.
Junsu subtly shuffled towards Jaejoong's door, hoping to make a quick escape before the older realized he was still in the office.
"Junsu! Get back here!" Jaejoong barked, and Junsu hung his head as he stepped back to where his friend was. "Touch me, I'll remember, and we'll all be happy."
"Ugh, fine! Where do you want me to start?" Junsu moved closer to Jaejoong and their knees brushed against each other slightly.
"First things first, I want to know if I was the pitcher or catcher."
Junsu snorted, rolling his eyes, "How am I supposed to help you figure that out?"
"Like this." Jaejoong hoisted himself up onto his desk again so his butt was on the surface but his legs were dangling off the edge. He motioned for Junsu to come forward and his friend obeyed.
Junsu tensed up as he stood and settled himself between Jaejoong's legs. He felt his back go stiff as the older wrapped his legs around his waist.
Jaejoong felt as if he would slice Yunho in half with the way he was squeezing the younger's midsection. His muscles tightened, feeling Yunho stroking his abdomen and he let out a shaky breath.
Yunho's hips bucked up and---
"I caught!" Jaejoong screamed lifted his leg suddenly. He accidentally kneed Junsu in ribs, causing the younger to cry in pain. "I was catcher?!"
"Jaejoong? Are you okay? I heard-- WHOA!" Yoochun turned around to leave the room when he saw the position Jaejoong and Junsu were in.
"Will you guys quiet down? The Boss is bound to--- oh." Changmin entered the room, blocking Yoochun's way out. "What the hell are you guys doing?"
Jaejoong unwrapped his legs from around Junsu and flopped backwards onto his desk. "No. No. No. No, my memory must be mistaken."
Junsu held his ribs and scurried over to where Changmin and Yoochun were standing. "He's trying to remember when he and Yunho slept together. He's just clarified that he was the girl."
Changmin burst out into laughter and Yoochun snickered.
"Aren't you two going out on a date tonight?"
"Yeah, do you think you'll get to third base?" Changmin teased. He walked over to the older male who was sprawled on his desk and jokingly started to pet his shoulder.
Yunho was holding onto Jaejoong's shoulder so hard his nails were digging and breaking skin. Jaejoong didn't seem to mind though, his brain and eyes clouded with lust. He pushed back onto Yunho, wanting more, needing more.
"Does it hurt? I don't know if---"
"Move, you twit!" Jaejoong yelled, turning his head to the right and sinking his teeth into Yunho's sweat slicked skin.
Yunho jerked forward and yelped at the sudden pain that shot through his left arm. "What the hell?"
Jaejoong's arms shot up and he tangled his fingers in Yunho's brown hair, pulling him down and into a rough kiss.
Yunho responded and removed his hands from Jaejoong's shoulders, instead placing them on the older's milky white hips.
"AGH!" Jaejoong slapped Changmin's stroking hand away and then smacked the younger across the face.
"Ow!" Changmin held his abused cheek in his right hand. "What the hell was that for?"
Jaejoong ignored him and proceeded to rip off his jacket and unbutton his white shirt.
"What is with all the sexual activity today?" Yoochun made his way around the mess on Jaejoong floor to get to his desk and stripping friend. "Jaejoong, what are you doing?"
When he had successfully unbuttoned the top half of his shirt, Jaejoong yanked the cloth down and almost went into a frenzy when he saw the fingernail marks and bruises on his right shoulder. "HOW THE HELL WAS I THE FEMALE?!"
"I thought you were okay with you guys doing the nasty," Yoochun sofly brushed his fingertips against the slightly purple skin on Jaejoong's shoulder.
Yunho leaned down to kiss Jaejoong's chest, his lips wet---
"But I was catcher! Receiver! The woman! How will I ever have sex again?!"
"Well, duh," Yoochun rolled his eyes, "You have sex with Yunho."
"Does this make me gay? Oh my God," Jaejoong's hands fisted his hair, "Guys! I'm homosexual!"
"You aren't spontaneously homosexual, you idiot," It was Changmin's turn slap Jaejoong, "First Yunho starts freaking out about this, and now you are. Calm down. Can you imagine what your date will be like if you're both panicking and rambling on about nonsense?!"
"At least he had the male role!" Jaejoong mumbled angrily, feeling the sudden urge to cancel the date just so he could avoid seeing Yunho's face.
Changmin whacked the older with the back of his hand again, "Pull yourself together! So what if you were the fucking girl? Suck it up, princess, and face Yunho like a man!"
Jaejoong was taken aback by Changmin's cussing and he quickly adjusted his shirt, "... You're right."
"Damn right, I'm fucking right!" Changmin handed Jaejoong his jacket and slapped Jaejoong across the cheek again for good measure.
Jaejoong didn't even pay attention to the younger's hitting spree to his cheeks, and instead awkwardly stumbled to the door and out of his office.
"Er, not the best motivational speech, and the slapping really was not necessary... And where is he going?" Yoochun peered out the door to see Jaejoong make a left at the end of the hall.
"Whatever, I'm awesome," Changmin seated himself in Jaejoong's chair and loosened his tie, a smirk playing on his lips.
Junsu and Yoochun gave each other a glance and sighed.
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"You, Jung Yunho." Jaejoong slammed a hand down on the doorframe and put his other hand on his hip. "Seven o'clock. Don't be late."
Yunho dropped the pen he was holding and stood up clumisly, his hips knocking into his desk, causing a few things to topple over onto the floor. He had to use a hand to steady his computer. "O-Okay!"
"Er, I guess that's all I really had to say." Jaejoong scratched the back of his head uncomfortably and let his hand drop from the doorframe to his side. "Bye." Jaejoong turned on his heel and started to walk away from Yunho's office.
Should I say it? Nah. Wait, no, you should say it. He's almost around the corner! Jung Yunho, just say it!
"Wait! Jaejoong!" Yunho called out, thankful that the older male had not closed his door on the way out.
"What?" Jaejoong called back, already at the end of the hallway.
"You... You look really nice today!"
"Says the teenage girl!" Jaejoong teased, showing Yunho his middle finger before disappearing.
Yunho picked up the fallen objects and ordered them neatly back onto his desk and sat back down.
He drummed his fingers on his desk, staring blankly at the work in front of him.
Deciding that getting work done was futile, he picked up the phone and counted to ten slowly before dialling.
It rang three times.
"Kim Jaejoong."
"You never answered, do you like blue?"
It was silent for a moment.
Yunho thought that maybe Jaejoong was on his way to strangle him like he said he would, but the man did not hear any footsteps in the hall.
"... I like blue."
And the line went dead.
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Awkward!JaeSu >-<
The date doesn't happen yet, sorry!
Please point out grammar and spelling mistakes if you spot them! ♥
Sorry this was so late! It's nearing the end of school, and I should really be doing my homework.. Plus I kind of got side-tracked and developed an unhealthy obsession with EXO >♥<
Author: hyuukie
Rating: PG-13-NC-17
Pairing: Jaejoong/Yunho
Part: 3
Summary: After finding out that they had drunken intercourse, Jaejoong and Yunho justify that the most responsible thing to do is start a relationship.
A/N: sorry this is so late, forgive me!
Disclaimer: Don't own the pairing
Previous: P1 | P2
"It's... It's coming back..."
"Really? Are you sure?" Junsu brought his legs up and crossed them, lazily doodling on Jaejoong's desk with a pencil. "Or are you just saying that?"
"No, no really, it's... It's kind of blurry, but it's there... A picture..." Jaejoong leaned back in his chair so the front two legs were slightly off of the floor. He rubbed his temples and closed his eyes, "Me and Yunho... On a bed... Blankets. A pillow. The mattress was comfortable and the light was off..."
Junsu rested his chin in his right palm, "Oh lovely, that gives us so much information."
"I'm starting to doubt myself... What if we really didn't have sex?" Jaejoong let out a fustrated sigh and rocked forward so his chair was level on the floor.
"You guys still kissed. I saw it with my own eyes," Junsu put his index finger on Jaejoong's forehead in between his eyes and playfully pushed him back.
Yunho brushed Jaejoong's bangs out of his eyes and lightly kissed his right temple.
"Wait!" Jaejoong yelled, grabbing Junsu's hand and tugging on it.
Junsu yelped and almost fell off of the older's desk. He gripped the top of Jaejoong's computer screen for support. "What?!"
"I'm getting deja vu!"
"Excuse me?" Junsu raised an eyebrow as he watched Jaejoong clear his desk of all its papers and files before climbing onto its surface too. "What are you doing?"
"When you touched my forehead, I just saw a flash of white!"
Junsu jokingly reached for the phone beside him, "Are you having a seizure? Should I call an ambulance?"
"I'm serious! Junsu, touch me! It'll all come back!"
"You're crazy," Junsu hopped off of Jaejoong's desk to put distance between them, "I'm not touching you."
"But you have too! I'll remember! Please!" Jaejoong scooted off his desk too, but before he could say anything else, his phone started to ring. He glanced at Junsu, giving him a don't-you-dare-leave look before picking up. "Kim Jaejoong."
"You like blue, right? If I wore a blue tie, you wouldn't care? What about shoes? You don't mind steak? Were you the one who went vegan? No, that was Yoochun, wasn't it? But asparagus is okay for you? Is it you or Junsu who's allergic to peanuts? I have a cat at home, you like animals, right? What are your thoughts on porcupines? They're weird, huh?"
Jaejoong nearly broke his phone in his death grip, "I swear on my mom, Yunho, if you call one more time, I'll kill you. I will personally come over to your office just a few doors down and strangle you with your stupid blue tie!" Jaejoong yelled, slamming the receiver down.
Junsu subtly shuffled towards Jaejoong's door, hoping to make a quick escape before the older realized he was still in the office.
"Junsu! Get back here!" Jaejoong barked, and Junsu hung his head as he stepped back to where his friend was. "Touch me, I'll remember, and we'll all be happy."
"Ugh, fine! Where do you want me to start?" Junsu moved closer to Jaejoong and their knees brushed against each other slightly.
"First things first, I want to know if I was the pitcher or catcher."
Junsu snorted, rolling his eyes, "How am I supposed to help you figure that out?"
"Like this." Jaejoong hoisted himself up onto his desk again so his butt was on the surface but his legs were dangling off the edge. He motioned for Junsu to come forward and his friend obeyed.
Junsu tensed up as he stood and settled himself between Jaejoong's legs. He felt his back go stiff as the older wrapped his legs around his waist.
Jaejoong felt as if he would slice Yunho in half with the way he was squeezing the younger's midsection. His muscles tightened, feeling Yunho stroking his abdomen and he let out a shaky breath.
Yunho's hips bucked up and---
"I caught!" Jaejoong screamed lifted his leg suddenly. He accidentally kneed Junsu in ribs, causing the younger to cry in pain. "I was catcher?!"
"Jaejoong? Are you okay? I heard-- WHOA!" Yoochun turned around to leave the room when he saw the position Jaejoong and Junsu were in.
"Will you guys quiet down? The Boss is bound to--- oh." Changmin entered the room, blocking Yoochun's way out. "What the hell are you guys doing?"
Jaejoong unwrapped his legs from around Junsu and flopped backwards onto his desk. "No. No. No. No, my memory must be mistaken."
Junsu held his ribs and scurried over to where Changmin and Yoochun were standing. "He's trying to remember when he and Yunho slept together. He's just clarified that he was the girl."
Changmin burst out into laughter and Yoochun snickered.
"Aren't you two going out on a date tonight?"
"Yeah, do you think you'll get to third base?" Changmin teased. He walked over to the older male who was sprawled on his desk and jokingly started to pet his shoulder.
Yunho was holding onto Jaejoong's shoulder so hard his nails were digging and breaking skin. Jaejoong didn't seem to mind though, his brain and eyes clouded with lust. He pushed back onto Yunho, wanting more, needing more.
"Does it hurt? I don't know if---"
"Move, you twit!" Jaejoong yelled, turning his head to the right and sinking his teeth into Yunho's sweat slicked skin.
Yunho jerked forward and yelped at the sudden pain that shot through his left arm. "What the hell?"
Jaejoong's arms shot up and he tangled his fingers in Yunho's brown hair, pulling him down and into a rough kiss.
Yunho responded and removed his hands from Jaejoong's shoulders, instead placing them on the older's milky white hips.
"AGH!" Jaejoong slapped Changmin's stroking hand away and then smacked the younger across the face.
"Ow!" Changmin held his abused cheek in his right hand. "What the hell was that for?"
Jaejoong ignored him and proceeded to rip off his jacket and unbutton his white shirt.
"What is with all the sexual activity today?" Yoochun made his way around the mess on Jaejoong floor to get to his desk and stripping friend. "Jaejoong, what are you doing?"
When he had successfully unbuttoned the top half of his shirt, Jaejoong yanked the cloth down and almost went into a frenzy when he saw the fingernail marks and bruises on his right shoulder. "HOW THE HELL WAS I THE FEMALE?!"
"I thought you were okay with you guys doing the nasty," Yoochun sofly brushed his fingertips against the slightly purple skin on Jaejoong's shoulder.
Yunho leaned down to kiss Jaejoong's chest, his lips wet---
"But I was catcher! Receiver! The woman! How will I ever have sex again?!"
"Well, duh," Yoochun rolled his eyes, "You have sex with Yunho."
"Does this make me gay? Oh my God," Jaejoong's hands fisted his hair, "Guys! I'm homosexual!"
"You aren't spontaneously homosexual, you idiot," It was Changmin's turn slap Jaejoong, "First Yunho starts freaking out about this, and now you are. Calm down. Can you imagine what your date will be like if you're both panicking and rambling on about nonsense?!"
"At least he had the male role!" Jaejoong mumbled angrily, feeling the sudden urge to cancel the date just so he could avoid seeing Yunho's face.
Changmin whacked the older with the back of his hand again, "Pull yourself together! So what if you were the fucking girl? Suck it up, princess, and face Yunho like a man!"
Jaejoong was taken aback by Changmin's cussing and he quickly adjusted his shirt, "... You're right."
"Damn right, I'm fucking right!" Changmin handed Jaejoong his jacket and slapped Jaejoong across the cheek again for good measure.
Jaejoong didn't even pay attention to the younger's hitting spree to his cheeks, and instead awkwardly stumbled to the door and out of his office.
"Er, not the best motivational speech, and the slapping really was not necessary... And where is he going?" Yoochun peered out the door to see Jaejoong make a left at the end of the hall.
"Whatever, I'm awesome," Changmin seated himself in Jaejoong's chair and loosened his tie, a smirk playing on his lips.
Junsu and Yoochun gave each other a glance and sighed.
_______________________________________
"You, Jung Yunho." Jaejoong slammed a hand down on the doorframe and put his other hand on his hip. "Seven o'clock. Don't be late."
Yunho dropped the pen he was holding and stood up clumisly, his hips knocking into his desk, causing a few things to topple over onto the floor. He had to use a hand to steady his computer. "O-Okay!"
"Er, I guess that's all I really had to say." Jaejoong scratched the back of his head uncomfortably and let his hand drop from the doorframe to his side. "Bye." Jaejoong turned on his heel and started to walk away from Yunho's office.
Should I say it? Nah. Wait, no, you should say it. He's almost around the corner! Jung Yunho, just say it!
"Wait! Jaejoong!" Yunho called out, thankful that the older male had not closed his door on the way out.
"What?" Jaejoong called back, already at the end of the hallway.
"You... You look really nice today!"
"Says the teenage girl!" Jaejoong teased, showing Yunho his middle finger before disappearing.
Yunho picked up the fallen objects and ordered them neatly back onto his desk and sat back down.
He drummed his fingers on his desk, staring blankly at the work in front of him.
Deciding that getting work done was futile, he picked up the phone and counted to ten slowly before dialling.
It rang three times.
"Kim Jaejoong."
"You never answered, do you like blue?"
It was silent for a moment.
Yunho thought that maybe Jaejoong was on his way to strangle him like he said he would, but the man did not hear any footsteps in the hall.
"... I like blue."
And the line went dead.
_____________________________________
Awkward!JaeSu >-<
The date doesn't happen yet, sorry!
Please point out grammar and spelling mistakes if you spot them! ♥
Sorry this was so late! It's nearing the end of school, and I should really be doing my homework.. Plus I kind of got side-tracked and developed an unhealthy obsession with EXO >♥<