Connected one-shots, "Hey-Angel"-verse
I posted a bunch of drabble-type one-shots a two weeks ago. These three are a continuation of the first, "Hey Angel". Having a hard time with the third and forth parts of What About Now?: Nightfall, (otherwise I would have posted two days ago). Plan on posting ASAP. I also plan on adding a few more bits to this one-shot series.
Title: Gomenasai
+Pairing/Characters: Jaejoong, Changmin.
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Min's POV of the run-in.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
Dream in Japanese, dream in Japanese,
some language I don't even know how to speak
You're still pretty and I am still choked up,
it's probably just the same
You blame the dream you had last night, caused by what had to have been reading too much manga. There were words everywhere, kanji, and you could only remember half of them. It was unsettling, taking control of your mind as you walked down the hall. That’s why you ran into him. Both of your things all over the floor and then you see who it is. Kim Jaejoong. Kim Jaejoong the most beautiful boy in the school, the one who makes girls jealous. And he’s looking at you in a way you’ve only seen on dramas. His hand brushes yours as he puts books back into your arms. He tells you not to worry about what happened.
You can’t speak. You can’t breathe. You have to do both.
“N-no, hyung, I should have paid more attention,” you blurt.
He laughs, and a rush of warmth hits your cheeks.
“I said don’t worry, dongsaeng,” he replies, pulling you up. “What’s your name?”
“Ch-changmin. Shim Changmin.”
How could you stutter over your name? To him, of all people!
“Yah! Changmin, are you okay? I just saw you wipe out!” calls Junsu rushing over like a human typhoon.
“I’m fine, Junsu-ah,” you murmur, cheeks burning, wondering if it’s possible to die of embarrassment.
Jaejoong merely laughs again and saunters away with a soft, “See you around, Changmin.”
Title: On hold
+Pairing/Characters: MinSu
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Junsu gets shot down, but never gives up.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
The more I hang around you,
the more hang-ups I get
“Shim Changmin, what the hell was that?” you ask him, watching him stare after the school beauty, awed.
“What? Ah, gomen. I mean, sorry,” he rambles out, shivering.
“Did you hit your head, too?” you ask.
“No! I just…it’s nothing,” he mumbles, shifting his books and not meeting your eyes.
Not for the first time, you want to shake him. You would, except he’s carrying a lot of stuff including thick textbooks and with your luck he’d do something like drop them on your foot. You ruffle his hair instead, earning a glare that you smile back at.
“Did you want to stop by your locker before lunch?” you ask.
“Too late, we’re already five minutes in,” he says, frowning heavily.
“I can do it-”
“It’s okay, let’s go,” he interrupts and you follow him like a puppy.
Just because he skipped a grade doesn’t mean that you’re equals, you think darkly, staring at the back of his head. Your eyes slip down traitorously to his behind-just for a second, and then you’re running up to his side.
“Changmin, we have that test in history on Friday, yeah? Want to study together tomorrow?”
He pauses and then shakes his head giving you a sheepish smile. “Sorry, Junsu-ah, I can’t.”
You were expecting it; you had asked him the same thing yesterday. And you’d made similar offers before. All denied. At school, you seemed to be close but as soon as the bell rings he’s as far as he can be. And all you want to do is get closer.
Title: Getting Close
+Pairing/Characters: MinSu
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Min gives in.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
What do I do when you get close?
If I kissed your neck, would you slit my throat?
You’re not blind. You’ve seen the sad look on his face whenever you say no. You push him away all the time, act like his hyung and…he lets you. He only ever jokes about being offended. He jokes a lot. That’s why you told yourself that falling for him would be a bad idea. Not to mention he’s you’re friend. You have a hard enough time when you’re at school, needing to be a good student. If he ever came home with you-what would you do? But that look on his face, it’s eating you up inside.
So when he asks again, the next day, you say yes. He stares in shock before a wide smile spreads over his face.
And now you’re next to him, in your room, pouring over text books. Your shoulders knock, hands brush, and you feel like every hair is on end.
“Changmin?”
He’s tilting his head at you in repetition of a question you didn’t hear.
“I…I’m sorry, what did you say?”
“Are you okay, Min?” he asks, putting a hand on your forehead.
“I’m fine,” you blurt, trying desperately not to notice his revealed throat, compliments of a few undone buttons.
He pulls his hand off and you hastily pull your eyes up to his face. There’s something wistful written there, and before you can stop yourself you’ve grabbed him, pressing your lips against his. You freeze soon after. Now you’ve done it, you’ve ruined everything. You’re about to pull back and apologize, when a hand tangles into your hair, his lips moving roughly against yours. You bury yourself in the kiss, focusing on the feel of his mouth until you need to breathe, and pull back.
“Finally,” he says, breathless.
Title: Gomenasai
+Pairing/Characters: Jaejoong, Changmin.
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Min's POV of the run-in.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
Dream in Japanese, dream in Japanese,
some language I don't even know how to speak
You're still pretty and I am still choked up,
it's probably just the same
You blame the dream you had last night, caused by what had to have been reading too much manga. There were words everywhere, kanji, and you could only remember half of them. It was unsettling, taking control of your mind as you walked down the hall. That’s why you ran into him. Both of your things all over the floor and then you see who it is. Kim Jaejoong. Kim Jaejoong the most beautiful boy in the school, the one who makes girls jealous. And he’s looking at you in a way you’ve only seen on dramas. His hand brushes yours as he puts books back into your arms. He tells you not to worry about what happened.
You can’t speak. You can’t breathe. You have to do both.
“N-no, hyung, I should have paid more attention,” you blurt.
He laughs, and a rush of warmth hits your cheeks.
“I said don’t worry, dongsaeng,” he replies, pulling you up. “What’s your name?”
“Ch-changmin. Shim Changmin.”
How could you stutter over your name? To him, of all people!
“Yah! Changmin, are you okay? I just saw you wipe out!” calls Junsu rushing over like a human typhoon.
“I’m fine, Junsu-ah,” you murmur, cheeks burning, wondering if it’s possible to die of embarrassment.
Jaejoong merely laughs again and saunters away with a soft, “See you around, Changmin.”
Title: On hold
+Pairing/Characters: MinSu
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Junsu gets shot down, but never gives up.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
The more I hang around you,
the more hang-ups I get
“Shim Changmin, what the hell was that?” you ask him, watching him stare after the school beauty, awed.
“What? Ah, gomen. I mean, sorry,” he rambles out, shivering.
“Did you hit your head, too?” you ask.
“No! I just…it’s nothing,” he mumbles, shifting his books and not meeting your eyes.
Not for the first time, you want to shake him. You would, except he’s carrying a lot of stuff including thick textbooks and with your luck he’d do something like drop them on your foot. You ruffle his hair instead, earning a glare that you smile back at.
“Did you want to stop by your locker before lunch?” you ask.
“Too late, we’re already five minutes in,” he says, frowning heavily.
“I can do it-”
“It’s okay, let’s go,” he interrupts and you follow him like a puppy.
Just because he skipped a grade doesn’t mean that you’re equals, you think darkly, staring at the back of his head. Your eyes slip down traitorously to his behind-just for a second, and then you’re running up to his side.
“Changmin, we have that test in history on Friday, yeah? Want to study together tomorrow?”
He pauses and then shakes his head giving you a sheepish smile. “Sorry, Junsu-ah, I can’t.”
You were expecting it; you had asked him the same thing yesterday. And you’d made similar offers before. All denied. At school, you seemed to be close but as soon as the bell rings he’s as far as he can be. And all you want to do is get closer.
Title: Getting Close
+Pairing/Characters: MinSu
+Rating/Genre: PG, Angsty High School!AU.
+Summary: Min gives in.
+AN: Based of these lyrics from "Moshi Moshi" by Brand New:
What do I do when you get close?
If I kissed your neck, would you slit my throat?
You’re not blind. You’ve seen the sad look on his face whenever you say no. You push him away all the time, act like his hyung and…he lets you. He only ever jokes about being offended. He jokes a lot. That’s why you told yourself that falling for him would be a bad idea. Not to mention he’s you’re friend. You have a hard enough time when you’re at school, needing to be a good student. If he ever came home with you-what would you do? But that look on his face, it’s eating you up inside.
So when he asks again, the next day, you say yes. He stares in shock before a wide smile spreads over his face.
And now you’re next to him, in your room, pouring over text books. Your shoulders knock, hands brush, and you feel like every hair is on end.
“Changmin?”
He’s tilting his head at you in repetition of a question you didn’t hear.
“I…I’m sorry, what did you say?”
“Are you okay, Min?” he asks, putting a hand on your forehead.
“I’m fine,” you blurt, trying desperately not to notice his revealed throat, compliments of a few undone buttons.
He pulls his hand off and you hastily pull your eyes up to his face. There’s something wistful written there, and before you can stop yourself you’ve grabbed him, pressing your lips against his. You freeze soon after. Now you’ve done it, you’ve ruined everything. You’re about to pull back and apologize, when a hand tangles into your hair, his lips moving roughly against yours. You bury yourself in the kiss, focusing on the feel of his mouth until you need to breathe, and pull back.
“Finally,” he says, breathless.