[FANFIC] You, Me & Love
Pairing: Yoochun/Changmin
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance | AU | (Implied) Smut
Summary: Falling in love - it’s difficult.
Warning Horribly clichéd.
Yoochun stretched and rolled under the blankets as he watched Changmin get dressed; he yawned watching the other boy slip into his pants.
“College reopens tomorrow…” Changmin mumbled, slipping on his shirt and running his hand through his hair.
“Thank you for the bad news.” Yoochun frowned, burying his head into his pillows. “I would have lived a better life not knowing about it.”
“That’s not true…” Changmin smirked, sitting on the bed and rolling on top of Yoochun; “...you don’t know what waits in college for you.” He whispered hotly into Yoochun’s ear. Yoochun fisted his hand through Changmin’s hair and grinned; “Is that another invitation?”
“Wouldn’t you want it to be one?” Changmin laughed, getting off the bed and throwing Yoochun’s pants on his face.
Yoochun sighed and pulled his pants on; “I don’t want summer vacations to end…it was so much fun.”
“You bet it was.” Changmin laughed and Yoochun threw a pillow at him.
~
It all started when summer began; Changmin and Yoochun had decided they were clearly too sexually frustrated to sit there and do nothing about it; so a couple of drinks and shots later, they ended up in Yoochun’s room, making out and undressing each other and one thing led to another and they were having sex; pure, awesome, heated sex.
The next day was more painful than awkward; they had the worst hangovers of the century and they sat at each end of the dining table with a cup of coffee each and scrambled eggs for breakfast and squinting at each other.
“Well…” Changmin had yawned lazily, bringing the cup of coffee to his lips; “That’s one way of taking out of our frustration.”
Yoochun had laughed and groaned about his headache and complained about how he was never going to drink so much ever again and they both agreed they weren’t going to be sexually frustrated for long time now.
But they ended up having sex the same night in Changmin’s room and they were both completely sober.
They decided they were fuck buddies and nothing more than that and they were happy that way. Each had the liberty to back off from the deal they were in and they also had the liberty to fuck whoever they wanted - but mostly they fucked each other.
~
“So what now?” Yoochun asked, searching for this shirt.
“What do you mean?” Changmin asked, sitting on Yoochun’s chair.
“Well once college reopens, things are going to be different.” Yoochun said, finding his shirt under the bed.
“I’m still going to like fucking you, you know.” Changmin stated, in a matter of fact tone. `
“I might meet someone else...” Yoochun shrugged.
“That doesn’t concern me… “Changmin glanced at his watch. “I better get going…college and all tomorrow.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Yoochun rolled back on to his bed; “I am going to go back to sleep, I haven’t been getting that all summer long now, have I?”
Changmin smirked and walked over to Yoochun and pulled his face close and kissed him roughly; “See you tomorrow, buttercup.” Changmin winked and walked out of the room.
“Buttercup your ass.” He mumbled, rolling back under the sheets again and lulling himself to sleep.
~
Yoochun stood by the college notice board, trying to figure out in which classroom his first class was going to be held and the noisy college crowd wasn’t helping him and neither was the hand that had so sneakily landed on his butt and had moved on squeezing it tightly.
Yoochun sighed and got hold of the hand and stared at Changmin who stood behind him; “What?” Changmin asked, innocently widening his eyes and Yoochun chuckled.
“My first class in room 45…” Yoochun said, looking at the board one last time.
“I have it in….46….” Changmin craned his neck to see from above everyone’s head.
“Alright cool, see you later.” Yoochun nodded.
“Cool…” Changmin nodded and caught hold of Yoochun’s wrist when the other was about to walk away; “….any plans tonight?”
Yoochun smiled, almost seductively and patted Changmin’s cheeks; “I don’t know about tonight, but I have gym free today.”
Yoochun bit his lip when Changmin nearly growled from the back of his throat.
~
“There’s a new kid in my class…” Changmin said, staring at his ceiling.
“Uh huh…” Yoochun nodded, fidgeting under the sheets.
“Yeah and he’s - what are you doing?”
“I am trying to pull my underwear that - ugh - is under you.”
Changmin snorted and pushed his butt up so Yoochun could pull his underwear from beneath
him; “Yeah, you were saying about the new kid…”
“Yeah - he’s this transfer student from another college; he’s kind of creepy…” Changmin frowned; “..like pale skin, big, brown eyes - I swear, they are like X-ray eyes and he’s just creepy.”
“Why do you care?” Yoochun asked, yawning lightly.
“I care because I’m his chemistry partner and I’m supposed to be helping him out in Maths so yeah, fuck my life.”
“What’s his name?” Yoochun asked.
“Jaejoong, Kim Jaejoong.” Changmin sighed.
Yoochun hummed and Changmin turned to look at him; “What?”
“Nothing…” Yoochun said, cuddling with the thick blanket; “…I think I need some sleep.”
“How was your first day?”
“Nothing out of the usual, I guess.” Yoochun shrugged. “At least I don’t have a creepy partner.”
Changmin mocked laughed and rolled closer to Yoochun; “I can be creepy…”
Yoochun groaned lightly when Changmin’s skin came in contact with his; “I need to sleep.” Yoochun whined but Changmin was nibbling on Yoochun’s neck and someone as smart as Yoochun knew there was no stopping Changmin.
~
Yoochun stared at the list of extra-curricular activities he could take up for the semester; there were a few that genuinely interested him, like the pottery classes. He had been interested in learning pottery skills for a long time now and he wanted to sign up before the seats were filled and strangely, the pottery classes were being in filled in fast. Out of the thirty seats available, Yoochun was the twenty first one signing up and it was only the fifth day of college.
“Pottery classes?” Changmin asked, walking up and standing behind Yoochun as the latter pulled out a pen to jot down his name on the list.
“Hm…” Yoochun nodded; “…always wanted to try it out.”
Changmin scoffed; “You’re such a girl…no wonder you so easy to top.”
“Fuck you.” Yoochun nudged Changmin in the ribs and Changmin chucked a bit and pulled on to the strap of his bag and glanced through the notices on the board.
“Speaking of fuck…” Yoochun took step closer to Changmin, hooking his fingers into Changmin’s belt loop. “…whatcha doing after classes?”
Changmin sighed and rolled the kinks out in his neck; “As much as I would love your suggestions, I have to meet Jaejoong and help with chemistry.”
“Aw, sucks being you.” Yoochun laughed and massaged Changmin’s nape. “Anyway I have class now, see you around later.”
Changmin threw him a casual salute and watched Yoochun walk away; he had to meet Jaejoong again for Maths in about five minutes.
~
When Yoochun walked into the pottery class, he immediately knew why the seats were immediately filled; the teacher.
He was delicious, if Yoochun could say so himself.
Tall, well built, a shock of uneven black hair that stuck at his nape, he smiled as Yoochun stepped in to the classroom and Yoochun held his breath back; “Hi….are you here for the pottery classes?” He asked and Yoochun smiled like an idiot.
“um, yeah…” Yoochun cleared his throat when he figured he was staring and probably, drooling slightly. “Yeah, pottery classes.”
“Great….” The teacher smiled. “Not that I don’t appreciate punctuality, but you are really early.” He chuckled.
“Oh…I must have noted the timings wrong then.” Yoochun fumbled with his notebook. I thought I was late.”
The teacher laughed; “No you’re early. What’s your name?”
“Yoochun, Park Yoochun.” Yoochun gulped, bowing slightly.
“Nice to meet you Yoochun, I’m Jung Yunho and I am going to be teaching you pottery.”
~
“He’s gorgeous…” Yoochun sighed, leaning against Changmin’s kitchen counter. “…you should see him, Changmin. He’s gor- “
“- gorgeous, yes I know. I heard you the first time. “Changmin finished Yoochun’s sentence and poured them apple juice.
“Like he’s tall and handsome and when he smiles it’s like the entire room lights up or something but he’s so gorgeous”
Changmin sipped on his glass of juice and smiled at Yoochun; “Seems like you have a crush on him…” Changmin chuckled.
“Bullshit.” Yoochun rolled his eyes.
“It’s okay to like him, you know.” Changmin sighed.
“I don’t like him, Changmin.”
“Could have fooled me.” Changmin shrugged.
“Well it’s easy to fool you, you are kind of stupid.”
“Says the guy who likes getting fucked by me.”
“I didn’t mean sexually stupid, I meant generally.”
“Uh huh…keep talking.” Changmin mumbled, walking over to Yoochun and towering over him.
~
Changmin flipped through the pages of problems Jaejoong had worked on and smiled; “You know, you are not stupid…you could have actually worked these entire problems out without my help.”
Jaejoong shrugged and slumped into his seat, throwing his hands up; “What can I say? I am a genius, the teachers don’t believe me.”
“It’s not you, it’s your stinking cold attitude they don’t believe.”
“They hate me for being me, what has the world come to?” Jaejoong smiled, packing his bag and getting ready to leave.
“Well technically, you’re not all that cold; I actually want to believe you have a heart.”
Jaejoong stopped packing his bag and stared at Changmin for long; “You don’t even know me…”
“You’re not that hard to read especially since I am spending so much time with you.”
Jaejoong sighed and chuckled a bit; “Hey, you wanna go grab something to eat?”
~
“Maybe he’s not all that creepy…” Changmin shrugged, mixing his noodles with the bean paste.
“What?” Yoochun looked up, noodles hanging off halfway from his mouth and eyes wide. “Who are you talking about?” Yoochun asked, once he had slurped the noodles in and chewed it all.
“Jaejoong… “Changmin smiled, thinking of the other boy. “…he’s not entirely creepy. He’s odd, out of place and all, but not creepy.”
Yoochun stared at Changmin and smiled; “If I didn’t know better, Shim Changmin, I’d say you have a crush on him.”
“Please…” Changmin rolled his eyes, uncorking a bottle of water and chugging it down; “…he’s not my type.”
“You have a type” Yoochun scoffed.
“Fuck you.”
“You do and you are going to, remember?”
~
“You know Yoochun….” Yunho walked up from behind Yoochun, watching the boy delicately mould his clay into a pot. “…I really admire your precision. You have an eye for details.”
Yoochun smiled, after remembering to breath; “Well, I have been told that, once I take up something I make sure I am perfect at it.”
Yunho smiled; “I like that, it’s very rare that people like perfection. And I see how you add your own personal touch to your piece, it’s a replica of the original and yet, it’s unique in its way. That says a lot about you, Yoochun.”
“It does?” Yoochun questioned, raising an eyebrow.
“It means you listen to your head but you let your heart guide you; even when you are copying something, you want to add a personal touch to call it yours, to keep it different and the same at the same time. I don’t know how right I am but, this is what I feel.”
Yoochun stared at his teacher, wide eyes and dry throat; “You’re absolutely right, sir.”
Yunho smiled that sunshine smile of his and lightly licked his lips; “I don’t usually do this, Yoochun, but there’s this pottery exhibition that’s being held tomorrow evening and I plan on going, would you be interested in joining me?”
~
Yoochun groaned when he felt Chanmin’s cold fingers wrap over his hot erection; he bucked his hips and rolled it against Changmin’s; Changmin growled and pinned him down.
“He…asked me out.” Yoochun gasped breathlessly; fisting his hand through Changmin’s hair.
“That’s mighty fine, isn’t it?” Changmin snapped, yanking Yoochun’s pants away and playing with his boxer’s waistband.
Yoochun let out a pathetic mewl and pulled Changmin closer and left little bites everywhere on his neck; “So…what’d you say?” Changmin asked, letting Yoochun roll over him and kiss him everywhere and anywhere.
“What’d you think I said?” Yoochun replied with a question, his tongue flicking Changmin’s nipple earning him a well-deserved moan from the boy. Yoochun trailed his kisses down Changmin’s built abdomen and forcefully pulled Changmin’s boxers down.
Changmin arched his hips off the bed when he felt Yoochun’s hot breath over his cock; “I…” his voice came out haggard and raspy; “…oh I think you…said- “
Changmin’s voice was caught somewhere in his throat when Yoochun sucked on him, taking him as a whole into his mouth; Yoochun’s lips were like magic
“….oh yes, oh yes” Changmin moaned, fingers curling around Yoochun’s hair.
“That’s right…” Yoochun said, crawling back on to Changmin; “I said yes.”
~
Changmin found himself indulging in Jaejoong’s personal life as each study session passed by, it was crazy. He was the youngest brother to eight older sisters; his mother had a weird obsession with collecting empty plastic bottles; and his dad loved his chicken and made sure he ate it three times a day, every day.
“People usually ended up thinking we were nine sisters…” Jaejoong sighed and Changmin snorted; “…well the only thing masculine about you are probably your biceps and maybe your penis, but you don’t walk around showing that off.”
Jaejoong laughed and rapped Changmin on the head; “You think you’re funny…”
“…oh I don’t think I am funny, I know I am.” Changmin shrugged nonchalantly.
“Are you hungry? I am hungry.”
“I am always hungry.”
“Good, let’s have some pizza.”
“My favourite…”
“Hey Changmin, you wanna go out sometime?”
~
Yoochun clearly enjoyed Yunho’s company, he was intelligent, funny; he spoke with depth and he thought before he spoke. And he had that smile of his that got Yoochun’s heart beating faster.
They sat at some restaurant after visiting the pottery exhibition; Yunho spoke about his days in college and Yoochun intently listened, with the silliest smile on his face.
“May I ask you something, sir?”
“Please call me Yunho.” Yunho smiled; “I am only your teacher when in school and besides calling me sir makes me feel old”
“Yunho-sshi..” Yoochun allowed his name to heavily roll out on his tongue; “…are you married?”
Yunho stopped midway of eating his food and looked up at Yoochun and slowly put his fork down; “I am sorry…” Yoochun spoke up; “…that was too personal.”
“I think we crossed the personal line when I asked you out…” Yunho grinned, picking up the fork. “…you are allowed to ask me this question.”
“So…” Yoochun hesitated; “…are you?”
“I was…” Yunho nodded; “I’m a divorcee.”
“Oh ouch. “ Yoochun cringed; “You must have left her because no one in the right mind would leave you, Yunho-sshi.”
Yunho chuckled lightly; “As much as I wanted to leave her, it was she who left me?”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, she caught me fucking her brother.”
“What?” Yoochun laughed.
“Yeah, it was very awkward after that.” Yunho sighed, shaking his head in reminiscence.
Yoochun laughed loudly and continued eating his food; Yunho, on the other hand smiled lightly and watched Yoochun eat.
“Hey Yoochun, you wanna go out sometime?”
~
“Didn’t see you yesterday.” Changmin commented when Yoochun walked in to his room.
“Busy.” Yoochun said, dropping his bag on the floor and rolling on Changmin’s bed.
Changmin sighed heavily and turned to Yoochun; “Something’s up…”
“I know…” Yoochun replied; “I can tell.”
Changmin mumbled something under his breath, but Yoochun was too tired to pay attention.
“I am tired.” Yoochun said.
“I have assignments to finish.”
Changmin turned back to finishing his math problems and let out a soft breath when he heard light snores.
Everything was going to change
~
”hey Changmin, you wanna go out sometime?”
“…are you asking me out?”
“...in a way.”
“…”
“Oh…you like someone?”
“I love someone"
~
Changmin had fallen, he didn’t know when, he didn’t know why, he didn’t how. He swore to himself and Yoohun that whatever Yoochun and him shared was going to be purely for pleasure and no strings attached.
But Changmin blamed it on the sound of Yoochun’s laughter, the feel of Yoochun’s skin, the sense of Yoochun’s touch, the light vanilla fragrance Yoochun smelt like, the way Yoochun smiled; Changmin blamed Yoochun for making him fall in love.
love
Shim Changmin was in love.
Yoochun, unfortunately, was not.
And there was absolutely nothing Changmin could do about it.
~
“Hey Yoochun, you wanna go out sometime?”
“…we are out.”
“No, I mean…like on a real date.”
“Oh…”
“I know it’s wrong and I am supposed to be your teacher in college and - “
“I would love to.”
“What? Really?”
“Yeah, I would love to.”
“Great.”
~
Changmin waited for Yoochun by their usual spot near the entrance and when Yoochun arrived, Changmin’s blood ran cold. He was walking along side Yunho, talking and laughing with him and holding his hand.
He never held Changmin’s hand when he walked with Changmin.
Changmin felt his heart clench.
“Oh Changmin, hi…” Yoochun slowed down and Yunho threw Changmin a casual salute. “See you boys later; today is the last pottery class, I hope my students remember that.” Yunho smiled.
“I remember.” Yoochun grinned.
“That’s because I didn’t let you forget…” Yunho laughed and patted Yoochun’s butt. “Anyway, bye.”
Yoochun waved and watched Yunho walk away and he turned to Changmin; “Hi…” He piped, smiling like the sun itself.
“You look happy.” Changmin rolled his eyes and fixed the strap of his bag.
“He asked me out…”
“Oh…”
“And I said yes.”
“I figured you would.”
“How are things with Jaejoong?”
“What do you mean?”
“…I thought you and him had something going on.”
“Just because you got a boyfriend doesn’t mean everyone else did.”
“Relax, why do you have your panties in a bunch?”
“Bad morning.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No thanks, I think your boyfriend needs you.”
Yoochun stopped dead in his tracks and watched Changmin storm away in the direction of his classroom.
~
“Changmin was upset about something today…” Yoochun frowned, as he watched Yunho move around in the pottery studio.
“Isn’t he with Jaejoong?”
“I thought he was, but apparently not. But he really looked upset and he’s been acting like this for the past few days and he doesn’t tell me. “
“Maybe he pulled an all-nighter and he didn’t get enough sleep?”
“No, it’s not like that with Changmin. I mean, why wouldn’t he tell me? We tell each other everything.”
“Maybe he likes Jaejoong and Jaejoong doesn’t like him back?”
“Changmin, being the victim of unrequited love? That’s creepily possible.”
“You know, it doesn’t necessarily have to be Jaejoong.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean maybe he’s in love with you?”
Yoochun scoffed; “Changmin? In love with me? Yeah right.”
“Why not?” Yunho shrugged. “You say he’s been acting upset for the past few days - past few days as in since we started seeing each other, maybe?”
“What - no….no way, I don’t think so - he could never - do you think so? - No…I - No, there is no way that’s possible.”
Yunho laughed and stained Yoochun’s nose with clay; “Seems to me that you want him to fall in love with you.”
“Hey, I’m with you, remember?” Yoochun frowned and pulled out a tissue to wipe away the clay. “…and I like it that way.”
~
It was the annual Halloween party and the entire college campus was present; celebrating the spookiness and creepiness.
Changmin came dressed as a vampire; nothing grand - glow in the dark fangs and red eye contacts, but they were just for the effects. Yoochun spotted him and walked over; “Hey, you made it and you put Edward Cullen to shame.”
“Please, that bastard shines with diamonds on his skin. I can really bite.”
Yoochun laughed and Changmin gave him a quick once over; “What are you supposed to be anyway?”
“The Mad Hatter…” Yoochun pouted, touching his bunny ears and his top hat. “…can’t you tell?”
“Oh I just thought you were trying to spice things up with your boyfriend.”
Yoochun frowned; “What do you mean?”
“I figured your sex life with him would be such a bore, I mean he’s older anyway.” Changmin shrugged and made his way to where the drinks were kept.
“Excuse you for having preconceived notions but, what makes you think that just because he’s older, he’s boring.”
Changmin shrugged; “Yoochun, you’re with an older man - have you ever thought about that?”
“It’s not always about sex, Changmin.”
“I’m not saying that it is.”
“You’re implying it.”
“What’s your problem?”
“What’s your problem?” Yoochun snarled, jutting his finger into Changmin’s chest.“What’s up with you these days? You don’t talk to me anymore? We hardly meet up, you never come over and you’re never there when I come over? Is something wrong?”
“Sheesh, mind your business mom”
“And since when are you not my business?”
“Ever since you got a boyfriend.” Changmin snapped and walked out of the party and Yoochun followed him.
“What the fuck do you mean by that?”
“What the fuck do I mean by that? Yoochun, you obviously have better things to do now then hang around with me. I mean, you would rather yourself sit and make pots and vases out of clay while listening to jazz.”
“Are you avoiding me because I’m involved with someone? Is that it?”
“No that’s not it…” Changmin yelled, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “You won’t understand, fuck it.”
“Oh try me, Shim Changmin. I have learnt to adapt to your bullshit.”
“It’s just that….” I’m in fucking love with you “…I...I have had assignments to complete and work to do, so yeah things have not been looking up lately.”
Yoochun stared at him long and hard and sighed.
“When you’re done lying, come to me.” Yoochun spat and walked back into the party, leaving Changmin by himself.
~
“He’s so frustrating.” Yoochun whined into the phone. “I mean, what the fuck is his problem? Why the fuck does he lie to me now?”
Yunho took a breath in and let it go slowly from the other end of the telephone line; “Um Yoochun, you have been complaining and whining about Changmin for the past hour now…is there anything else we can talk about?”
“I am sorry…” Yoochun sighed; “…you were telling me about this other exhibition, you should continue.”
“Thank you, so anyway, this charity group I know of, are thinking of holding a pottery exhibition and they were wondering if someone of us could lend in - “
“ - do you think he was really saying the truth?”
“….what?”
“Changmin? I mean, he does have a hectic schedule and he does get stressful when he is piled with assignments…maybe he wasn’t lying…”
“Maybe the both of you should talk it out.”
“Do you think what I did was right?”
“I don’t really -“
“But I can tell, he was lying to me. Why did he have to lie to me?”
Yunho sighed; this was going to take a long time.
~
“Kiss me…”
“What?”
Yunho shrugged innocently; “Kiss me.”
Yoochun felt his face growing warmer and he felt butterflies in his stomach; “It’s kind of weird when you ask me to do it.”
“It’s been nearly a month since we starting seeing each other, it is not weird that I ask you to kiss me.” Yunho chuckled and cornered Yoochun in his studio.
Yoochun giggled softly and pulled Yunho’s face closer to his; “You smell nice…” he said, taking a whiff of Yunho’s face.
“It’s clay.” Yunho laughed.
“No…” Yoochun whispered, his lips hovering over Yunho’s. “It’s not the clay smell, it’s that perfume. God you smell good. So good…you smell really good.”
Yunho pushed his lips over Yoochun’s and kissed him, long and deep and Yoochun found himself losing to that scent; he kissed Yunho back, it was passionate and loving and filled with promises. Yoochun sighed when they pulled back and breathed in Yunho’s scent again.
And when his eyes fluttered open, Yunho gave him an all knowing smile.
~
“Fuck you!”
“Yoochun?” Changmin sat up, squinting his eyes and grasping on to his blanket.
“Why do you do this to me?” Yoochun barked, throwing his shoe at Changmin’s head.
Changmin ducked; “What the fuck?” He yelled.
Yoochun growled and strode over to Changmin’s bed and pushed him. “You…” He snarled, bringing Changmin closer and holding his face so that they were nose to nose. “You…” Yoochun repeated, taking a deep sniff of Changmin’s face. “…smell so good”
“What - what are you doing?” Changmin sighed.
Yoochun stared at Changmin, running his fingers slowly through Changmin’s thick tuft of dark brown hair; “Have you always smelt like this?”
“Ever since summer began, yes; but what are you doing here, Yoochun?”
“I am here…for you.”
“What?” Changmin squinted.
“You…” Yoochun held Changmin’s face again. “You….you…you.”
“Yoochun it’s two in the morning and you are not making - “
Yoochun kissed him full on the mouth and Changmin was kissing back; Changmin duly noted how Yoochun had a slight taste of alcohol to him but he readily ignored that because he didn’t seem drunk.
“Yunho’s gone.” Yoochun sighed, playing with Changmin’s fingers.
“What?” Changmin looked at Yoochun with wide eyes.
“As in….I am not with him anymore.”
“Oh…” Changmin nodded. “Oh”
“Is that difficult?” Yoochun asked.
“What?”
“Admitting you are in love.”
“Yes, it is very difficult.”
Yoochun hummed and bit his lip, lacing his fingers with Changmin.
“But that doesn’t mean, you know, that I am not….” Changmin continued. “…because I am.”
Yoochun smiled; “I know, I am too.”
Changmin turned to Yoochun and kissed him once more, cupping his face and pulling him closer. “So what, are we like boyfriends now?”
“Yuck.” Yoochun shivered.
“Same sentiments.” Changmin laughed. “But, how did you know?”
Yoochun chuckled and pressed himself closer to Changmin; “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
~
”You love him”
“What?”
“Changmin, you love Changmin.”
“I do not - love…Changmin.”
“You talk about him all the time, you are thinking about him all the time, he’s all you ever want and he’s in love with you too. You both are really stupid.”
“But - no, I like you, I like us - we’re great together…”
“I am not denying that, Yoochun. But you like the idea of us, you cannot grow to like me more when you are in love with someone.”
“What are you - “
“The perfume, it’s Changmin’s. The only reason you kissed was because you unconsciously recognized it was Changmin’s and you kissed me on impulse thinking I was Changmin - it’s all psychological bullshit.”
“But how do you know about Changmin?”
“He’s kind of obvious too and Jaejoong told me.”
“Jaejoong?”
“My ex-wife’s brother.”
“Oh. Oh! Oooh”
“Complicated, I know. But you should run now, Changmin would probably be getting ready for bed. “
-
a/n
Idk if I am happy with this.
I kind of like it, I kind of don’t.
Ending’s rushed.
Oh and written for the kiss_yoomin’s mini big bang C=
Rating: PG13
Genre: Romance | AU | (Implied) Smut
Summary: Falling in love - it’s difficult.
Warning Horribly clichéd.
Yoochun stretched and rolled under the blankets as he watched Changmin get dressed; he yawned watching the other boy slip into his pants.
“College reopens tomorrow…” Changmin mumbled, slipping on his shirt and running his hand through his hair.
“Thank you for the bad news.” Yoochun frowned, burying his head into his pillows. “I would have lived a better life not knowing about it.”
“That’s not true…” Changmin smirked, sitting on the bed and rolling on top of Yoochun; “...you don’t know what waits in college for you.” He whispered hotly into Yoochun’s ear. Yoochun fisted his hand through Changmin’s hair and grinned; “Is that another invitation?”
“Wouldn’t you want it to be one?” Changmin laughed, getting off the bed and throwing Yoochun’s pants on his face.
Yoochun sighed and pulled his pants on; “I don’t want summer vacations to end…it was so much fun.”
“You bet it was.” Changmin laughed and Yoochun threw a pillow at him.
~
It all started when summer began; Changmin and Yoochun had decided they were clearly too sexually frustrated to sit there and do nothing about it; so a couple of drinks and shots later, they ended up in Yoochun’s room, making out and undressing each other and one thing led to another and they were having sex; pure, awesome, heated sex.
The next day was more painful than awkward; they had the worst hangovers of the century and they sat at each end of the dining table with a cup of coffee each and scrambled eggs for breakfast and squinting at each other.
“Well…” Changmin had yawned lazily, bringing the cup of coffee to his lips; “That’s one way of taking out of our frustration.”
Yoochun had laughed and groaned about his headache and complained about how he was never going to drink so much ever again and they both agreed they weren’t going to be sexually frustrated for long time now.
But they ended up having sex the same night in Changmin’s room and they were both completely sober.
They decided they were fuck buddies and nothing more than that and they were happy that way. Each had the liberty to back off from the deal they were in and they also had the liberty to fuck whoever they wanted - but mostly they fucked each other.
~
“So what now?” Yoochun asked, searching for this shirt.
“What do you mean?” Changmin asked, sitting on Yoochun’s chair.
“Well once college reopens, things are going to be different.” Yoochun said, finding his shirt under the bed.
“I’m still going to like fucking you, you know.” Changmin stated, in a matter of fact tone. `
“I might meet someone else...” Yoochun shrugged.
“That doesn’t concern me… “Changmin glanced at his watch. “I better get going…college and all tomorrow.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
Yoochun rolled back on to his bed; “I am going to go back to sleep, I haven’t been getting that all summer long now, have I?”
Changmin smirked and walked over to Yoochun and pulled his face close and kissed him roughly; “See you tomorrow, buttercup.” Changmin winked and walked out of the room.
“Buttercup your ass.” He mumbled, rolling back under the sheets again and lulling himself to sleep.
~
Yoochun stood by the college notice board, trying to figure out in which classroom his first class was going to be held and the noisy college crowd wasn’t helping him and neither was the hand that had so sneakily landed on his butt and had moved on squeezing it tightly.
Yoochun sighed and got hold of the hand and stared at Changmin who stood behind him; “What?” Changmin asked, innocently widening his eyes and Yoochun chuckled.
“My first class in room 45…” Yoochun said, looking at the board one last time.
“I have it in….46….” Changmin craned his neck to see from above everyone’s head.
“Alright cool, see you later.” Yoochun nodded.
“Cool…” Changmin nodded and caught hold of Yoochun’s wrist when the other was about to walk away; “….any plans tonight?”
Yoochun smiled, almost seductively and patted Changmin’s cheeks; “I don’t know about tonight, but I have gym free today.”
Yoochun bit his lip when Changmin nearly growled from the back of his throat.
~
“There’s a new kid in my class…” Changmin said, staring at his ceiling.
“Uh huh…” Yoochun nodded, fidgeting under the sheets.
“Yeah and he’s - what are you doing?”
“I am trying to pull my underwear that - ugh - is under you.”
Changmin snorted and pushed his butt up so Yoochun could pull his underwear from beneath
him; “Yeah, you were saying about the new kid…”
“Yeah - he’s this transfer student from another college; he’s kind of creepy…” Changmin frowned; “..like pale skin, big, brown eyes - I swear, they are like X-ray eyes and he’s just creepy.”
“Why do you care?” Yoochun asked, yawning lightly.
“I care because I’m his chemistry partner and I’m supposed to be helping him out in Maths so yeah, fuck my life.”
“What’s his name?” Yoochun asked.
“Jaejoong, Kim Jaejoong.” Changmin sighed.
Yoochun hummed and Changmin turned to look at him; “What?”
“Nothing…” Yoochun said, cuddling with the thick blanket; “…I think I need some sleep.”
“How was your first day?”
“Nothing out of the usual, I guess.” Yoochun shrugged. “At least I don’t have a creepy partner.”
Changmin mocked laughed and rolled closer to Yoochun; “I can be creepy…”
Yoochun groaned lightly when Changmin’s skin came in contact with his; “I need to sleep.” Yoochun whined but Changmin was nibbling on Yoochun’s neck and someone as smart as Yoochun knew there was no stopping Changmin.
~
Yoochun stared at the list of extra-curricular activities he could take up for the semester; there were a few that genuinely interested him, like the pottery classes. He had been interested in learning pottery skills for a long time now and he wanted to sign up before the seats were filled and strangely, the pottery classes were being in filled in fast. Out of the thirty seats available, Yoochun was the twenty first one signing up and it was only the fifth day of college.
“Pottery classes?” Changmin asked, walking up and standing behind Yoochun as the latter pulled out a pen to jot down his name on the list.
“Hm…” Yoochun nodded; “…always wanted to try it out.”
Changmin scoffed; “You’re such a girl…no wonder you so easy to top.”
“Fuck you.” Yoochun nudged Changmin in the ribs and Changmin chucked a bit and pulled on to the strap of his bag and glanced through the notices on the board.
“Speaking of fuck…” Yoochun took step closer to Changmin, hooking his fingers into Changmin’s belt loop. “…whatcha doing after classes?”
Changmin sighed and rolled the kinks out in his neck; “As much as I would love your suggestions, I have to meet Jaejoong and help with chemistry.”
“Aw, sucks being you.” Yoochun laughed and massaged Changmin’s nape. “Anyway I have class now, see you around later.”
Changmin threw him a casual salute and watched Yoochun walk away; he had to meet Jaejoong again for Maths in about five minutes.
~
When Yoochun walked into the pottery class, he immediately knew why the seats were immediately filled; the teacher.
He was delicious, if Yoochun could say so himself.
Tall, well built, a shock of uneven black hair that stuck at his nape, he smiled as Yoochun stepped in to the classroom and Yoochun held his breath back; “Hi….are you here for the pottery classes?” He asked and Yoochun smiled like an idiot.
“um, yeah…” Yoochun cleared his throat when he figured he was staring and probably, drooling slightly. “Yeah, pottery classes.”
“Great….” The teacher smiled. “Not that I don’t appreciate punctuality, but you are really early.” He chuckled.
“Oh…I must have noted the timings wrong then.” Yoochun fumbled with his notebook. I thought I was late.”
The teacher laughed; “No you’re early. What’s your name?”
“Yoochun, Park Yoochun.” Yoochun gulped, bowing slightly.
“Nice to meet you Yoochun, I’m Jung Yunho and I am going to be teaching you pottery.”
~
“He’s gorgeous…” Yoochun sighed, leaning against Changmin’s kitchen counter. “…you should see him, Changmin. He’s gor- “
“- gorgeous, yes I know. I heard you the first time. “Changmin finished Yoochun’s sentence and poured them apple juice.
“Like he’s tall and handsome and when he smiles it’s like the entire room lights up or something but he’s so gorgeous”
Changmin sipped on his glass of juice and smiled at Yoochun; “Seems like you have a crush on him…” Changmin chuckled.
“Bullshit.” Yoochun rolled his eyes.
“It’s okay to like him, you know.” Changmin sighed.
“I don’t like him, Changmin.”
“Could have fooled me.” Changmin shrugged.
“Well it’s easy to fool you, you are kind of stupid.”
“Says the guy who likes getting fucked by me.”
“I didn’t mean sexually stupid, I meant generally.”
“Uh huh…keep talking.” Changmin mumbled, walking over to Yoochun and towering over him.
~
Changmin flipped through the pages of problems Jaejoong had worked on and smiled; “You know, you are not stupid…you could have actually worked these entire problems out without my help.”
Jaejoong shrugged and slumped into his seat, throwing his hands up; “What can I say? I am a genius, the teachers don’t believe me.”
“It’s not you, it’s your stinking cold attitude they don’t believe.”
“They hate me for being me, what has the world come to?” Jaejoong smiled, packing his bag and getting ready to leave.
“Well technically, you’re not all that cold; I actually want to believe you have a heart.”
Jaejoong stopped packing his bag and stared at Changmin for long; “You don’t even know me…”
“You’re not that hard to read especially since I am spending so much time with you.”
Jaejoong sighed and chuckled a bit; “Hey, you wanna go grab something to eat?”
~
“Maybe he’s not all that creepy…” Changmin shrugged, mixing his noodles with the bean paste.
“What?” Yoochun looked up, noodles hanging off halfway from his mouth and eyes wide. “Who are you talking about?” Yoochun asked, once he had slurped the noodles in and chewed it all.
“Jaejoong… “Changmin smiled, thinking of the other boy. “…he’s not entirely creepy. He’s odd, out of place and all, but not creepy.”
Yoochun stared at Changmin and smiled; “If I didn’t know better, Shim Changmin, I’d say you have a crush on him.”
“Please…” Changmin rolled his eyes, uncorking a bottle of water and chugging it down; “…he’s not my type.”
“You have a type” Yoochun scoffed.
“Fuck you.”
“You do and you are going to, remember?”
~
“You know Yoochun….” Yunho walked up from behind Yoochun, watching the boy delicately mould his clay into a pot. “…I really admire your precision. You have an eye for details.”
Yoochun smiled, after remembering to breath; “Well, I have been told that, once I take up something I make sure I am perfect at it.”
Yunho smiled; “I like that, it’s very rare that people like perfection. And I see how you add your own personal touch to your piece, it’s a replica of the original and yet, it’s unique in its way. That says a lot about you, Yoochun.”
“It does?” Yoochun questioned, raising an eyebrow.
“It means you listen to your head but you let your heart guide you; even when you are copying something, you want to add a personal touch to call it yours, to keep it different and the same at the same time. I don’t know how right I am but, this is what I feel.”
Yoochun stared at his teacher, wide eyes and dry throat; “You’re absolutely right, sir.”
Yunho smiled that sunshine smile of his and lightly licked his lips; “I don’t usually do this, Yoochun, but there’s this pottery exhibition that’s being held tomorrow evening and I plan on going, would you be interested in joining me?”
~
Yoochun groaned when he felt Chanmin’s cold fingers wrap over his hot erection; he bucked his hips and rolled it against Changmin’s; Changmin growled and pinned him down.
“He…asked me out.” Yoochun gasped breathlessly; fisting his hand through Changmin’s hair.
“That’s mighty fine, isn’t it?” Changmin snapped, yanking Yoochun’s pants away and playing with his boxer’s waistband.
Yoochun let out a pathetic mewl and pulled Changmin closer and left little bites everywhere on his neck; “So…what’d you say?” Changmin asked, letting Yoochun roll over him and kiss him everywhere and anywhere.
“What’d you think I said?” Yoochun replied with a question, his tongue flicking Changmin’s nipple earning him a well-deserved moan from the boy. Yoochun trailed his kisses down Changmin’s built abdomen and forcefully pulled Changmin’s boxers down.
Changmin arched his hips off the bed when he felt Yoochun’s hot breath over his cock; “I…” his voice came out haggard and raspy; “…oh I think you…said- “
Changmin’s voice was caught somewhere in his throat when Yoochun sucked on him, taking him as a whole into his mouth; Yoochun’s lips were like magic
“….oh yes, oh yes” Changmin moaned, fingers curling around Yoochun’s hair.
“That’s right…” Yoochun said, crawling back on to Changmin; “I said yes.”
~
Changmin found himself indulging in Jaejoong’s personal life as each study session passed by, it was crazy. He was the youngest brother to eight older sisters; his mother had a weird obsession with collecting empty plastic bottles; and his dad loved his chicken and made sure he ate it three times a day, every day.
“People usually ended up thinking we were nine sisters…” Jaejoong sighed and Changmin snorted; “…well the only thing masculine about you are probably your biceps and maybe your penis, but you don’t walk around showing that off.”
Jaejoong laughed and rapped Changmin on the head; “You think you’re funny…”
“…oh I don’t think I am funny, I know I am.” Changmin shrugged nonchalantly.
“Are you hungry? I am hungry.”
“I am always hungry.”
“Good, let’s have some pizza.”
“My favourite…”
“Hey Changmin, you wanna go out sometime?”
~
Yoochun clearly enjoyed Yunho’s company, he was intelligent, funny; he spoke with depth and he thought before he spoke. And he had that smile of his that got Yoochun’s heart beating faster.
They sat at some restaurant after visiting the pottery exhibition; Yunho spoke about his days in college and Yoochun intently listened, with the silliest smile on his face.
“May I ask you something, sir?”
“Please call me Yunho.” Yunho smiled; “I am only your teacher when in school and besides calling me sir makes me feel old”
“Yunho-sshi..” Yoochun allowed his name to heavily roll out on his tongue; “…are you married?”
Yunho stopped midway of eating his food and looked up at Yoochun and slowly put his fork down; “I am sorry…” Yoochun spoke up; “…that was too personal.”
“I think we crossed the personal line when I asked you out…” Yunho grinned, picking up the fork. “…you are allowed to ask me this question.”
“So…” Yoochun hesitated; “…are you?”
“I was…” Yunho nodded; “I’m a divorcee.”
“Oh ouch. “ Yoochun cringed; “You must have left her because no one in the right mind would leave you, Yunho-sshi.”
Yunho chuckled lightly; “As much as I wanted to leave her, it was she who left me?”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, she caught me fucking her brother.”
“What?” Yoochun laughed.
“Yeah, it was very awkward after that.” Yunho sighed, shaking his head in reminiscence.
Yoochun laughed loudly and continued eating his food; Yunho, on the other hand smiled lightly and watched Yoochun eat.
“Hey Yoochun, you wanna go out sometime?”
~
“Didn’t see you yesterday.” Changmin commented when Yoochun walked in to his room.
“Busy.” Yoochun said, dropping his bag on the floor and rolling on Changmin’s bed.
Changmin sighed heavily and turned to Yoochun; “Something’s up…”
“I know…” Yoochun replied; “I can tell.”
Changmin mumbled something under his breath, but Yoochun was too tired to pay attention.
“I am tired.” Yoochun said.
“I have assignments to finish.”
Changmin turned back to finishing his math problems and let out a soft breath when he heard light snores.
Everything was going to change
~
”hey Changmin, you wanna go out sometime?”
“…are you asking me out?”
“...in a way.”
“…”
“Oh…you like someone?”
“I love someone"
~
Changmin had fallen, he didn’t know when, he didn’t know why, he didn’t how. He swore to himself and Yoohun that whatever Yoochun and him shared was going to be purely for pleasure and no strings attached.
But Changmin blamed it on the sound of Yoochun’s laughter, the feel of Yoochun’s skin, the sense of Yoochun’s touch, the light vanilla fragrance Yoochun smelt like, the way Yoochun smiled; Changmin blamed Yoochun for making him fall in love.
love
Shim Changmin was in love.
Yoochun, unfortunately, was not.
And there was absolutely nothing Changmin could do about it.
~
“Hey Yoochun, you wanna go out sometime?”
“…we are out.”
“No, I mean…like on a real date.”
“Oh…”
“I know it’s wrong and I am supposed to be your teacher in college and - “
“I would love to.”
“What? Really?”
“Yeah, I would love to.”
“Great.”
~
Changmin waited for Yoochun by their usual spot near the entrance and when Yoochun arrived, Changmin’s blood ran cold. He was walking along side Yunho, talking and laughing with him and holding his hand.
He never held Changmin’s hand when he walked with Changmin.
Changmin felt his heart clench.
“Oh Changmin, hi…” Yoochun slowed down and Yunho threw Changmin a casual salute. “See you boys later; today is the last pottery class, I hope my students remember that.” Yunho smiled.
“I remember.” Yoochun grinned.
“That’s because I didn’t let you forget…” Yunho laughed and patted Yoochun’s butt. “Anyway, bye.”
Yoochun waved and watched Yunho walk away and he turned to Changmin; “Hi…” He piped, smiling like the sun itself.
“You look happy.” Changmin rolled his eyes and fixed the strap of his bag.
“He asked me out…”
“Oh…”
“And I said yes.”
“I figured you would.”
“How are things with Jaejoong?”
“What do you mean?”
“…I thought you and him had something going on.”
“Just because you got a boyfriend doesn’t mean everyone else did.”
“Relax, why do you have your panties in a bunch?”
“Bad morning.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No thanks, I think your boyfriend needs you.”
Yoochun stopped dead in his tracks and watched Changmin storm away in the direction of his classroom.
~
“Changmin was upset about something today…” Yoochun frowned, as he watched Yunho move around in the pottery studio.
“Isn’t he with Jaejoong?”
“I thought he was, but apparently not. But he really looked upset and he’s been acting like this for the past few days and he doesn’t tell me. “
“Maybe he pulled an all-nighter and he didn’t get enough sleep?”
“No, it’s not like that with Changmin. I mean, why wouldn’t he tell me? We tell each other everything.”
“Maybe he likes Jaejoong and Jaejoong doesn’t like him back?”
“Changmin, being the victim of unrequited love? That’s creepily possible.”
“You know, it doesn’t necessarily have to be Jaejoong.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean maybe he’s in love with you?”
Yoochun scoffed; “Changmin? In love with me? Yeah right.”
“Why not?” Yunho shrugged. “You say he’s been acting upset for the past few days - past few days as in since we started seeing each other, maybe?”
“What - no….no way, I don’t think so - he could never - do you think so? - No…I - No, there is no way that’s possible.”
Yunho laughed and stained Yoochun’s nose with clay; “Seems to me that you want him to fall in love with you.”
“Hey, I’m with you, remember?” Yoochun frowned and pulled out a tissue to wipe away the clay. “…and I like it that way.”
~
It was the annual Halloween party and the entire college campus was present; celebrating the spookiness and creepiness.
Changmin came dressed as a vampire; nothing grand - glow in the dark fangs and red eye contacts, but they were just for the effects. Yoochun spotted him and walked over; “Hey, you made it and you put Edward Cullen to shame.”
“Please, that bastard shines with diamonds on his skin. I can really bite.”
Yoochun laughed and Changmin gave him a quick once over; “What are you supposed to be anyway?”
“The Mad Hatter…” Yoochun pouted, touching his bunny ears and his top hat. “…can’t you tell?”
“Oh I just thought you were trying to spice things up with your boyfriend.”
Yoochun frowned; “What do you mean?”
“I figured your sex life with him would be such a bore, I mean he’s older anyway.” Changmin shrugged and made his way to where the drinks were kept.
“Excuse you for having preconceived notions but, what makes you think that just because he’s older, he’s boring.”
Changmin shrugged; “Yoochun, you’re with an older man - have you ever thought about that?”
“It’s not always about sex, Changmin.”
“I’m not saying that it is.”
“You’re implying it.”
“What’s your problem?”
“What’s your problem?” Yoochun snarled, jutting his finger into Changmin’s chest.“What’s up with you these days? You don’t talk to me anymore? We hardly meet up, you never come over and you’re never there when I come over? Is something wrong?”
“Sheesh, mind your business mom”
“And since when are you not my business?”
“Ever since you got a boyfriend.” Changmin snapped and walked out of the party and Yoochun followed him.
“What the fuck do you mean by that?”
“What the fuck do I mean by that? Yoochun, you obviously have better things to do now then hang around with me. I mean, you would rather yourself sit and make pots and vases out of clay while listening to jazz.”
“Are you avoiding me because I’m involved with someone? Is that it?”
“No that’s not it…” Changmin yelled, throwing his hands up in exasperation. “You won’t understand, fuck it.”
“Oh try me, Shim Changmin. I have learnt to adapt to your bullshit.”
“It’s just that….” I’m in fucking love with you “…I...I have had assignments to complete and work to do, so yeah things have not been looking up lately.”
Yoochun stared at him long and hard and sighed.
“When you’re done lying, come to me.” Yoochun spat and walked back into the party, leaving Changmin by himself.
~
“He’s so frustrating.” Yoochun whined into the phone. “I mean, what the fuck is his problem? Why the fuck does he lie to me now?”
Yunho took a breath in and let it go slowly from the other end of the telephone line; “Um Yoochun, you have been complaining and whining about Changmin for the past hour now…is there anything else we can talk about?”
“I am sorry…” Yoochun sighed; “…you were telling me about this other exhibition, you should continue.”
“Thank you, so anyway, this charity group I know of, are thinking of holding a pottery exhibition and they were wondering if someone of us could lend in - “
“ - do you think he was really saying the truth?”
“….what?”
“Changmin? I mean, he does have a hectic schedule and he does get stressful when he is piled with assignments…maybe he wasn’t lying…”
“Maybe the both of you should talk it out.”
“Do you think what I did was right?”
“I don’t really -“
“But I can tell, he was lying to me. Why did he have to lie to me?”
Yunho sighed; this was going to take a long time.
~
“Kiss me…”
“What?”
Yunho shrugged innocently; “Kiss me.”
Yoochun felt his face growing warmer and he felt butterflies in his stomach; “It’s kind of weird when you ask me to do it.”
“It’s been nearly a month since we starting seeing each other, it is not weird that I ask you to kiss me.” Yunho chuckled and cornered Yoochun in his studio.
Yoochun giggled softly and pulled Yunho’s face closer to his; “You smell nice…” he said, taking a whiff of Yunho’s face.
“It’s clay.” Yunho laughed.
“No…” Yoochun whispered, his lips hovering over Yunho’s. “It’s not the clay smell, it’s that perfume. God you smell good. So good…you smell really good.”
Yunho pushed his lips over Yoochun’s and kissed him, long and deep and Yoochun found himself losing to that scent; he kissed Yunho back, it was passionate and loving and filled with promises. Yoochun sighed when they pulled back and breathed in Yunho’s scent again.
And when his eyes fluttered open, Yunho gave him an all knowing smile.
~
“Fuck you!”
“Yoochun?” Changmin sat up, squinting his eyes and grasping on to his blanket.
“Why do you do this to me?” Yoochun barked, throwing his shoe at Changmin’s head.
Changmin ducked; “What the fuck?” He yelled.
Yoochun growled and strode over to Changmin’s bed and pushed him. “You…” He snarled, bringing Changmin closer and holding his face so that they were nose to nose. “You…” Yoochun repeated, taking a deep sniff of Changmin’s face. “…smell so good”
“What - what are you doing?” Changmin sighed.
Yoochun stared at Changmin, running his fingers slowly through Changmin’s thick tuft of dark brown hair; “Have you always smelt like this?”
“Ever since summer began, yes; but what are you doing here, Yoochun?”
“I am here…for you.”
“What?” Changmin squinted.
“You…” Yoochun held Changmin’s face again. “You….you…you.”
“Yoochun it’s two in the morning and you are not making - “
Yoochun kissed him full on the mouth and Changmin was kissing back; Changmin duly noted how Yoochun had a slight taste of alcohol to him but he readily ignored that because he didn’t seem drunk.
“Yunho’s gone.” Yoochun sighed, playing with Changmin’s fingers.
“What?” Changmin looked at Yoochun with wide eyes.
“As in….I am not with him anymore.”
“Oh…” Changmin nodded. “Oh”
“Is that difficult?” Yoochun asked.
“What?”
“Admitting you are in love.”
“Yes, it is very difficult.”
Yoochun hummed and bit his lip, lacing his fingers with Changmin.
“But that doesn’t mean, you know, that I am not….” Changmin continued. “…because I am.”
Yoochun smiled; “I know, I am too.”
Changmin turned to Yoochun and kissed him once more, cupping his face and pulling him closer. “So what, are we like boyfriends now?”
“Yuck.” Yoochun shivered.
“Same sentiments.” Changmin laughed. “But, how did you know?”
Yoochun chuckled and pressed himself closer to Changmin; “That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
~
”You love him”
“What?”
“Changmin, you love Changmin.”
“I do not - love…Changmin.”
“You talk about him all the time, you are thinking about him all the time, he’s all you ever want and he’s in love with you too. You both are really stupid.”
“But - no, I like you, I like us - we’re great together…”
“I am not denying that, Yoochun. But you like the idea of us, you cannot grow to like me more when you are in love with someone.”
“What are you - “
“The perfume, it’s Changmin’s. The only reason you kissed was because you unconsciously recognized it was Changmin’s and you kissed me on impulse thinking I was Changmin - it’s all psychological bullshit.”
“But how do you know about Changmin?”
“He’s kind of obvious too and Jaejoong told me.”
“Jaejoong?”
“My ex-wife’s brother.”
“Oh. Oh! Oooh”
“Complicated, I know. But you should run now, Changmin would probably be getting ready for bed. “
-
a/n
Idk if I am happy with this.
I kind of like it, I kind of don’t.
Ending’s rushed.
Oh and written for the kiss_yoomin’s mini big bang C=