Angels and Devils, and forbidden relationships
Angels and Devils, and forbidden relationships.
rating: pg-13
pairing: XiMin
summary: 2 angels are picked to go to Hell, vice versa with devils. What will happen if Yoochun and Changmin are picked? And they are placed in Yunho, and Junsu's chamber, homeㅡwhatever.
…Screw the summary. Angel!Jaechunmin & devil!Hosu.
word count: exactly 5,000.
a/n: for cerinityks, haha! Happy belated birthday dude~! :D And by the way, the title has nothing to do with the fic. Well, except the angels and devils part :P
crossover; mentions of super junior members and se7en.
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“You know we’re not meant to be together,” Changmin mumbles sadly, his beautiful white wings wrapping around him.
Junsu only tightens his hold and says, “I love you, does that matter?”
“Well, yes,” the angel replies. “But-!”
“But nothing. We only have limited time together, and I don’t intend to waste that on useless squabbling.”
Changmin slouches tiredly. “Okay, Su.”
“Look. If you don’t want to break your stupid law, then fine,” Junsu says coldly. “Do what you want.”
Just as he was making a move to stand up, Changmin grabs his hand and shaves his head adamantly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t go.”
“I was just joking,” Junsu rolls his eyes. Being a devil, he wasn’t really that much of an affectionate person; cold and mysterious more likely suited him.
Changmin bites his lips. Junsu sighs.
“Changmin, we’ve been together for 3 years. I feel like you’re still uncomfortable around me.”
“No!” Changmin denies quickly. “I’m not, I just…”
Junsu’s lips curls into a devilish smirk. “Whatever. C’mon, let’s get going,” Junsu stretches his arms and lets his majestic black wings unfold. “It’s sun down and the entrance to hell isn’t really a safe place for a little angel.”
“I’m not little,” Changmin says angrily, not yelling because it would attract devils and fallen angels alike.
Junsu chuckles and leans closer, pressing a kiss to Changmin’s lips. “You’re right. Definitely not “little”,” he says lowly, smirking.
Changmin blushes and mumbles something inaudible.
///
-In Heaven-
“Minnie~!” A squeal followed by a thump as the force makes Changmin tumble backward and land painfully on the ground.
“Where have you been?” Another angel asks worriedly before pulling him up.
“Somewhere,” Changmin answers, and winces. “Hyung, you have got to stop doing that.”
“Sorry,” Jaejoong answers, pouting. “But I was so worried! You disappeared for a whole day! We were looking for you everywhere, Yoochun was complaining the entire day.”
Yoochun grumbles, “I was planning to be a lazy ass and sleep my way through, but nooo! My best friend had to disappear and crap, what if they took you?!”
“Calm down, I was only exploring.”
“You could have told us where you went!” Jaejoong frets, his golden wings flapping wildly.
“I know… I’m sorry,” Changmin says. “But-,”
“…You went to Hell again, didn’t you,” Yoochun says with no hint of amusement.
“No, I didn’t!” Changmin protests, then adds feebly. “Just at the entrance.”
“Damn it, Changmin!” Yoochun shouts. “What if the other angels hear about this? What about--?”
“I know Yoochun, and I know the punishment.” Changmin rolls his eyes. “No one would know, okay? We got it covered.”
“Whatever,” Yoochun says, rubbing at his temples.
Jaejoong looks at Changmin, then at Yoochun, then back at Changmin. “Okay,” he chirps. “Who wants to go to earth?”
“…Hyung, that was random,” Changmin comments. “But, no.”
“I agree, Jae,” Yoochun nods. “For once.”
“Why do you want to go to Earth anyway?”
“It’s because of the human, Siwon, he’s infatuated with,” Changmin answers.
“…Really, Jae?”
“Hey!” Jaejoong pouts. “It’s not a crime to admire a piece of fine meat!”
“That sounds so wrong in so many ways,” Yoochun shivers. “What is up with all the unrequited love-slash-forbidden love these days?”
“What do you mean?” Changmin asks, his curiosity getting the best of him.
“Well, first it’s you and Junsu, second, Jae and the human. Hangeng hyung and the siren,” Yoochun lists a few more names. “Everyone’s just so bold these days.”
“Wow, didn’t know Hangeng had it in him. A siren?” Changmin whistles.
“There are too many, why don’t they just change the law or something? Seems like nobody gives a fuck about it anymore,” Jaejoong comments. Hey, just because he was an angel, doesn’t mean he doesn’t curse.
“Yeah, that’s the thing. Remember how Leeteuk complained about how we weren’t respecting him anymore?” At the nods, Yoochun continues. “Well, he sort of got drunk and spent the night with Kangin and now, he lost his name and is replaced. So the person who gets caught breaking even a simple law will get executed.”
“Wow…Heaven is harsh.”
“I know.”
///
-In Hell-
“Wassup, Su?” Yunho smirks, giving him a high-five.
“The usual,” Junsu replies.
Yunho gives a scoff, knowing what he means. “Still? Dude, you’ve been fawning over him for years. Years, Su! Where’s the care-free devil, I know and used to love?” He sniffs and pretends to cry.
Junsu rolls his eyes, “Quit it, Yunho, not in the mood.”
“You’re not in the mood for anything anymore!” Yunho says dejectedly.
“Yunho,”
“I know, I know. The angel always comes first.”
“That goes for you too; I know that you like the other angel. Yoochun, was it?” Junsu smirks.
“…”
“No?” Junsu says, feigning innocence.
“Shut up,” Yunho mutters, cheeks tinted pink.
Junsu smirks wider.
///
In Heaven, an announcement was being held, an important one, it seems as all the high ranking angels were there, sitting at their throne.
“Now, as you can see, we angels have despised the demons and-,”
“Ugh, we heard this a couple hundred times already,” Yoochun whispers. “Let’s bolt.”
“Are you crazy?” Changmin whispers back. “They’re watching us like hawks!”
“Ssh!” Jaejoong says. “Did you hear what they said?”
Changmin furrows his eyebrows and listens intently.
“-are terribly sorry. To prevent a war, we will pick 2 angels from the ballot, and have them go…to hell. Temporarily, of course. Vice versa with the devils.”
Changmin gapes. What? He vaguely hears Yoochun cussing beside him, and Jaejoong remains stoic.
“Associating with devils?! Are they out of their minds?”
“I-It’s not that bad, Chun,” Changmin assures him.
“Well, of course, to you, after all, your lover is a devil,” Yoochun spits out.
“Chunnie, chill, just because you fancy that Yunho guy, doesn’t me-,”
“I do not fancy him,” Yoochun cuts in, blushing slightly. “I just find him attractive, is all.”
Changmin snorts and nudges him to listen.
“I will now pick the 2 angels,” The head angel rummages through the box and Changmin prays it’s him.
“Park Yoochun!” He calls out and Yoochun freezes.
Every angel turns towards him and a couple of guards comes and escorts the still frozen Yoochun up front.
Changmin sighs. Lucky bastard.
“Next is… Shim,” Changmin’s ears perks up. “Changrin,”
He sighs and slumps onto the seat, Jaejoong patting his shoulders. “It’s okay,”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” The head angel apologizes, “I mean, Shim Changmin.”
Changmin blinks in surprise and another pair of guards hauls him up. He lifts his head and sees the color return to Yoochun’s face, and when he reaches up front, he grabs Yoochun’s hands tightly.
The head angel smiles slightly at them, “You will be escorted to the entrance, but from there, you must go your own way. The King will know and will provide you where you stay for the next month.”
A month?!
Yoochun glances at Changmin and tries to smile.
“We’ll give you a bit of time to pack, be ready tomorrow morning.”
///
“I cannot believe we were picked,” Yoochun mumbles, frustrated. “There are hundreds of angels! How are we-am I-picked?!”
“Oh please, it’s not that bad.” Changmin says as he stuffs some more clothes in his duffel bag. “You’re just scared because you’re meeting Yunho.”
“Psh,” Yoochun says embarrassedly. “Am not. And please, a hundred-definitely more-devils are out there, what are the chances of meeting him?”
“He’s the best friend of Junsu,” Changmin answers as a matter-of-factly, before moving away leaving Yoochun to stare at him, stupefied.
“Get ready, Chunnie, we’re leaving early morning.”
Just then, the door bursts open and Jaejoong practically flies to hug them.
“Oh, my babies!” He sobs. “Gone, gone for a month! How will I survive?”
Changmin and Yoochun rolls their eyes at the overly dramatic behavior of their friend.
“Don’t leave meeee!” The eldest whines pitifully.
“Don’t be such a drama queen, Jae; it’s only for a month.”
“A month! A month without my two best friends!”
“It’s not really our choice, Jae,” Yoochun starts. “Besides, you could get the time and visit Siwon, you know?”
“That’s the thing!” Jaejoong shouts. “I was planning on doing that, but they specifically told me that I will be touring those devils! I’m gonna die!”
“How come you guys treat them as some sort of disease? They’re not all bad.”
“Right,” Yoochun drawls sarcastically. “And how many have you met besides Junsu? Hmm?”
“…”
“Right. None. So how can you be so sure?”
“Well, Junsu’s not bad,” Changmin mumbles, picking at his shirt.
“By the way, Jae, who are the devils that were picked?”
“I don’t know, some guys named TOP and Yesung,” Jaejoong shrugs. “Weird names if you ask me.”
“Good luck, Jae hyung,” Changmin says. “But for now, I’m gonna sleep. I’m sure we’ll need it.”
“Our last day to see each other for at least a month and you choose sleep over me?” Jaejoong gasps, acting hurt.
“Yes,” Changmin answers immediately and Jaejoong frowns and hits him on the shoulder. “Ouch, relax, I’ll say goodbye first thing tomorrow.”
“Promise?” Jaejoong asks with his big eyes and pouty lips.
“No,” Changmin snorts. “First I have to wake up, then take a shower, then eat breakfast and-Ow!”
///
Changmin and Yoochun stares at the gates with unreadable eyes.
“You go first,” Yoochun commands.
“No, you’re the oldest, why don’t you go first?” Changmin tells.
“Well, you’ve been here before!”
“Just at the gates! Other than that, no.”
“Rock, paper, scissors?”
Changmin nods. “Kai bai bo!”
Yoochun: Paper.
Changmin: Rock.
“Ha, I win!” Yoochun grins smugly and Changmin’s eyebrow twitches.
“Oh yeah? Well, we’ll see about that. How about I throw a rock at you while you hold up a piece of paper!”
Yoochun rolls his eyes and pushes him forward. “Childish.”
Changmin glares at him before nervously stepping forward. The devils stops and stares at them, none too friendly either. Some were hissing and chuckling like a madman, and some were grinning with promises of death.
They were in contrast with them; with their light clothes, and with their dark cloth. Their skin is pale in complexion and their white beautiful wings stood out in the crowd of black wings.
“D-do you know which way to go?” Yoochun stutters.
Changmin shakes his head and bumps into a well-built chest. He immediately bows and apologizes. “Sorry,” he says softly. “I wasn’t watching where I was going… do you happen to know where the King is?”
Yoochun nudges him, “They’re gone.”
Changmin lifts his head and blows his bangs out of his eyes. “How rude,” he huffs.
“Well, they’re not exactly the gentleman type. We’ll just figure it out on our own.”
Changmin frowns.
///
“I’ve never seen you this happy before,” Junsu comments.
“I’m not, really,” Yunho scoffs and throws a pillow at him. Black, of course. “Now, pick what’s better, this one or this one?”
Both outfits were black, what do you expect from a devil? The first one is a low V t-shirt, and skinny jeans while the other one was made out of silk (a/n: the one yunho wore in the before you go MV), a button up shirt.
“…Are you kidding me? The other is made out of silk, Yunho. Silk.”
“You could’ve just said so!” Yunho complained. “You always pick on me, I’m your hyung!”
“Doesn’t seem like it, now why don’t we go meet up with the angels? I’m sure they’re lost,” Junsu smirks and leers, cocking his head. “Now what was it about this Yoochun?”
Yunho throws a book at him.
///
“Changmiiiinn~,” Yoochun whines, latching onto Changmin’s shoulder. “We’ve been going around in circles for hours. Look! I see the scary blue, ugly guy flames again!”
“Uh, Chun? That’s Lucifer, well, a picture of him anyway. And I’ve only seen him once.”
“Still!” Yoochun pouts and fiddles with his fingers. “I don’t like it here,” he says softly.
“Neither do I,” answers Changmin. “But I’m not whining like an idiot. Suck it up, man.”
“Mean.”
“Thank you.”
“That wasn’t a compliment.”
“It is to me.”
A cough interrupts their banter, and both of them looks up staring at two very handsome and very amused men.
“Junnie!” Changmin nearly squeals, but kept himself calm. He is in enemy territory after all.
“How may we help you?” He asks instead. Real smooth, Min, real smooth.
Junsu chuckles, “I believe you’re lost, do you need some help?”
“Well, we wouldn’t be walking around in circles if we didn’t,” Yoochun glares, and tries to ignore the extremely attractive guy in front of him.
The guy smiles and says, “I’m Yunho.”
Yoochun looks at the offered hand in distaste and looks away with a grunt. Changmin steps on his friend’s foot and smiles ignoring his scream of pain.
“Changmin, and this is Yoochun.”
“Just take us to the King,” Yoochun says coldly.
“As you wish,” Yunho mock bows and extends a hand. “Ladies first.”
Yoochun glares at him and kicks him on the shin and walks away quickly. Yunho smiles and chuckles. Feisty, I like.
Changmin hides a smile at them and Junsu, like Yunho, extends a hand. “My lady,” he says.
“Shut it,” he says as he hits him on the head. “Told you not to call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want to call you. The King is that way, by the way,” Junsu says, grabbing Changmin’s hand and pulls him to the other direction.
“How did you know where I was? There are thousands of corridors here, you couldn’t possibly find me.”
“Don’t exaggerate. We only have a hundred.”
“Yeah, that makes it so much better!”
Ignoring the sarcastic remark, he says softly. “Heart-to-heart connection.”
Changmin smiles.
///
“My King,” the devils bow low. “We have brought the angels that were picked.”
They were so synchronized that Yoochun wonders if they had practiced it.
The King nods. “Ah, very well, you may go,” The two didn’t budge. “…Okay then, my name is Kangin-“
“Ah! You’re the devil who Leeteuk hyung slept with!” Yoochun says excitedly.
“…Yes,” he confesses. “And-“
“It was the best day-night of your life, right? Hyung told me it was,” Changmin chirps.
Yunho and Junsu were surprised at how the angels talked to a devil with ease, their king, no less.
“What exactly did he tell you?”
“Well, he said that it was worth losing his job and it was the best experience of his life.”
“Talk about cheesy.”
“Well, he’s old. What do you expect? He’s probably desperate to have a lover since he didn’t get one for like, what, a decade or two?”
“Good point.”
“And he slept with the King?”
“Wow, pretty high standards. No wonder he said it’s the best.”
“I see,” Kangin mumbles. “Anyway, you are staying at their,” he points at Hosu. “House, apartment, whatever you guys call it.”
“WHAT?!” Yoochun squeaks. “But, but-,”
Kangin raises a hand and says in a voice that leaves no complaints. “No buts. Goodbye, oh, and do tell him that it was the best for me as well.”
Yoochun pales. Ewwww.
This sounds like grandparents having sex. He tries not to shiver at the thought.
///
“Welcome to our sweet and humble abode,” Yunho says as he plops Yoochun’s bag on the bed, Junsu mimicking his action. They had insisted carrying their bags and had been adamant, leaving Yoochun and Changmin no choice but to agree.
“Wow,” They breathe in awe.
“What?” Junsu asks. “Did you really think that our homes were all black, full of flames and torches or something?”
They nod.
Junsu bursts out laughing and Changmin giggles. He always liked his laugh. It reminds him of a dolphin.
He voices out his thought, and the other two bursts into a fit of giggles. Junsu turns beet red. “Yah, I don’t sound like a dolphin,” his protests went on deaf ears as Yunho says:
“Now that I think of it, it does, doesn’t it?”
Junsu sighs, “Whatever. Now, for the beds. There are only two, as you can see. We could’ve gotten two more, but Yunho,” he gives a glare. “Is a lazy ass. Now, of course, Min and I will share,” Changmin blushes as Junsu gives him a lewd grin followed by a lecherous wink. “And next, you two.”
“No! Min and I can share, you guys share a bed.”
“No,” Junsu says calmly. “And I’m sure Yunho also agrees to this, right?”
“I’m fine with it.”
“But, I don’t want to share a bed with a pervert!” Yoochun says, eyes darting at Yunho suspiciously. “He might do something to me in my sleep!”
“I’m sure you won’t mind as you have been checking him out earlier,” Junsu says nonchalantly, dismissing him with a wave. Yoochun gapes.
Yunho grins, “Don’t worry, babe, I won’t do anything… well, unless you asked me to.”
“It’s fine, Chun,” Changmin comforts with a smile. “You remember what they told us to do?”
“I thought you were supposed to take notes of us or some shit.”
“Oh yeah!” Changmin snaps his fingers, “I’ll do it later-or, in a month.”
Yoochun groans. “Hey, gigolo, how about we make a deal: You sleep on the floor, I’ll sleep on the bed, deal?”
“No deal! Why do I have to give up my bed? It’s mine, after all!”
“Hey! Have you ever heard of ‘Sharing is caring’?”
“Well, how about we share a bed?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
“You’re a gigolo! Who knows what you’re going to do with me?” Yoochun shivers.
“I’m not a gigolo!” Yunho sighs frustrated, pinching the bridge of his nose. “…Where are Junsu and Changmin?”
“Huh? Oh, those cunts! They probably left while we were arguing. Do you think they’re having a sex escapade now?”
Yunho stares at him. “And you say I’m perverted,” he shakes his head in disbelief. “I don’t know.”
“Well, do you think so?” Yoochun presses. “I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, they hardly get to see each other.”
“Maybe… Why are we even talking about this anyway?”
“I don’t know. If you really were a gigolo, you would have liked this topic. I guess I was wrong,” Yoochun shrugs and drops on the bed, hogging all the space.
“Damn it, I’m not a gigo-yah! Save some space for me!”
///
“So,” Changmin starts, smiling. “Aren’t you a least bit worried? Everyone’s staring at us,” he whispers cautiously.
“Let them stare. Are you uncomfortable?”
“A bit.”
“Don’t worry,” Junsu smiles and Changmin’s breath hitches. “I know a secluded area you’d like.”
“Okay, lead the way, Junnie!”
Junsu hates that nickname, but for Changmin, he could make an exception.
///
“Is this safe?” Changmin asks, scared. “It doesn’t seem stable.”
“Don’t worry; I’ve been here a dozen times already. It’s safe.”
“But,” Changmin says, looking at the broken metal. “There’s broken metal. What could break metal!?”
“It’s hell, anything’s possible,” Junsu replies. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” Changmin replies immediately.
“Then close your eyes, and count to 5.”
“But-!” Seeing Junsu’s stern look, he sighs and closes his eyes.
By 1, he could hear the sound of flames.
By 2, he could feel the ground shake.
By 3, he could sense the footsteps drawing near.
By 4, he could touch Junsu’s cheek with his own.
By 5, he could feel Junsu press their lips together.
“I love you,” Junsu murmurs against his lips.
///
“Told you they were having a marathon,” Yoochun tells as Changmin and Junsu came through the door with satisfied grins.
“Marathon?” Changmin asks, confused.
“Yeah, a sex marathon.”
“For an angel, you are quite perverted.” Yunho says.
“No, just a really curious one.”
“I agree with Pedo-bear here, sadly. And no, we did not have sex,” Junsu says, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s slim waist.
“Aw,” Yoochun pouts. “That’s too bad then.”
“Why do you want us to have sex so badly?” Changmin asks again.
“Well, I was supposed to make post cards! And I was going to send it to Jaejoong…”
“Who’s Jaejoong?” Yunho asks, nostrils flaring.
Changmin giggles. “You look like a Pedo.”
“He is a pedo, love.”
“Yah!” He shouts in indignation. “Why am I a pedo? But really, who is he?”
“A friend of ours-wait, why am I even telling you this? None of your business!”
“Tch, fine, I didn’t even wanna know anyway.”
“He’s a pedo, because he’s lusting over you,” Junsu cuts in. “You are in your teens, right?”
“No,” Yoochun snorts. “I’m 22.”
“That doesn’t make a difference. Yunho here, is 34.”
“Wow,” Yoochun says, looking at the so-called pedo with large, wide eyes. “You’re old.”
“Yah, I’m not!” Said pedo protests. “I am a very healthy, very young and very handsome man, thank you very much.”
“Wow, narcissistic much?”
“What can I say? I was born this way.”
“Oh, lovebirds.” Changmin sighs dreamily. “You guys would make a cute couple if you hook up.”
“Never!” A pillow comes flying Changmin’s way.
“Yah,” Junsu grabs the pillow and throws it back. “No one touches my Minnie,” he tightens his hold and buries his head into the crook of his neck.
“Go get a room!”
“We are in one!”
///
Weeks passed by quickly, and only a week was remaining.
“Aw, so fast,” Changmin pouts. “I was hoping to spend more time with you, Susu.”
“Tch, no, these weeks couldn’t pass by quickly,” Yoochun rolls his eyes.
“Why won’t you two admit you have feelings for each other?!”
“Because he’s a pimp! A pimp, I say! One man is never enough for him!” Yoochun hollers and storms out.
“…?”
“What’s up with him?” Junsu asks, pulling Changmin onto his lap.
“It’s complicated.” Yunho massages his temples. “Who knew angels were complicated.”
“Well?” Changmin quirks a brow. “Aren’t you going to go after him?”
“..Right. bye,” Yunho waves before running off.
“Now, what were you going to show me?” Junsu asks, smirking.
“Just a little technique I learned over the past few weeks,” Changmin says seductively, trailing a finger down his arm.
“Oh, do show.”
Changmin smirks and pulls his collar, pulling him down for a bruising kiss.
///
“Chun!”
A voice yells but Yoochun makes no move to stop, instead walks faster.
“Chun!”
A hand shoots out and grabs his arm and Yoochun skids to a halt.
“What?” He asks, irritated.
“I’m sorry,” Yunho pants. “I like you, can’t you see that?”
“Well, by saying you like means that you could flirt with others?”
“I wasn’t flirting. They were just asking some questions!”
“Oh, so you were trying to impress them?”
“No! I never tried to impress anybody, except…” Yunho trails off.
“Except?” Yoochun asks.
“Except you,” Yunho finishes. “Why do you think I started spraying lavender cologne on me? I hate lavender!”
Yoochun leans and sniffs him. “Doesn’t smell like it. You should try spraying harder.”
Yunho twitches. “That doesn’t impress you?”
“Nope.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“I like chocolates and white lilies, does that ring a bell?” He walks away.
///
“You reek of desperation,” Changmin deadpans.
“That’s his natural scent,” Junsu snickers.
Yunho flings a pillow at him. “What does he want me to do?” He buries his face into a pillow, moaning.
“He says he likes chocolates and white lilies, idiot,” Junsu rolls his eyes.
“And?”
“He wants you to give him those.”
“…Why do you think so?”
“If he didn’t, why did you think he mentioned it in the first place!” Junsu yells.
“Just go buy him stuff, oh, he likes animals too, preferably dogs.” Changmin says gently. “Now, go! You’re wasting our precious time!”
“They never said anything about angels being violent,” Yunho weeps as Changmin hits him with a book.
“They didn’t say a lot of thing, would you like me to hit you with this?” Out of nowhere, Changmin brandishes a very thick novel. Yunho flees.
Junsu groans. “Good, I thought he would never leave us alone.”
“We’re alone now, do you like to finish what we started?”
“Already on it, babe,” Junsu replies, lifting Changmin up, and pushes him up against a wall. Changmin wraps his legs around Junsu’s waist and tangles his fingers into his hair.
“When I’m through with you, you won’t be able to walk for weeks.”
///
“Here.”
Yoochun blinks as a bouquet of white lilies and chocolates were shoved into his face.
“Thanks?” Yoochun says, accepting the gifts.
“So, will you be my boyfriend now?” Yunho blurts out.
“No.” Yunho’s face falls.
“Why not?”
“Because, one, you’re not genuine. Two, the horny couple probably planted the seed in your mind. If they didn’t, you probably wouldn’t have gotten it.”
“I already said I love you, goddammit!”
“Don’t say the Lord’s name in vain,” Yoochun reprimands. “Prove it.”
“Well, I searched and saw your profile. You’re 180cm in height, you weigh 64kg, and your blood type is O. You were born in June 4, 1986, you like composing songs and playing basketball. You can’t choose between winter and summer, you’re good at Jacks. You don’t want to get married. You wake up at 8’o clock and sleep at 2AM. You want one kid, and you play the piano the first thing you wake up. You want to be a turtle, as odd as that sounds.”
Yoochun blinks. “That’s…oddly sweet yet stalker-ish at the same time.”
“So?”
“Still no.”
“But whyyyyy?” Yunho whines.
“You want me to accept you? Fine, wear a tiger costume and scream, ‘I love Park Yoochun!’ and run around.” Yoochun grins smugly. He knew he won’t do it… would he?
“Okay,” Yunho says determinedly.
///
“You’re crazy,” Changmin says to Yoochun.
“What?”
“He’s actually going to do it, you know. He already wore the tiger costume. He’s going out right now.” Changmin sighs. “Why don’t you just accept him already? You guys are ruining my time with Junsu!”
“Aw, that hurts. Picked a guy over me, your best friend,” Yoochun weeps dramatically. “What happened to bros before hoes, huh?”
“That doesn’t answer my question. And Junsu is not a hoe.”
“Well,” Yoochun says. “He’s sweet, and I won’t lie, I do like him, but I just need proof. I want some reassurance that he actually likes me.”
“Dude, he’s already in love with you! He memorized your fucking profile. Do you know how creepy that was when he recited it in front of us? While we were having sex?”
“I know,” Yoochun snorts. “He’s not gonna do it anyway.”
Changmin glares. “Were you not listening to me? I just said he’s going outside! Man, no one listens to me anymore,” he grumbles.
“What?” Yoochun gapes.
“Yeah.”
“No seriously.”
“Yes, seriously.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“You guys are morons. Stop him,” Changmin sighs and walks away, probably off to find Junsu.
///
“YUNHO.” Yoochun screams, and Yunho immediately looks back.
“Oh, hey, Chun!” He smiles and waves.
“You… you’re not honestly going to do that, right?” Yoochun forces a laugh.
“I am, if it makes you my boyfriend.”
Yoochun nibbles on his bottom lip. “I accept you. Just don’t do anything stupid!”
“I’m going to do i-“
“No, you’re not.” Yoochun tugs on his collar only to find out there’s none. He growls and jumps on him, Yunho’s arms automatically wraps around his waist.
“Chun, wha-?”
“I love you, okay you bastard?” Yoochun says and kisses him.
///
“Told you Yoochun’ll be the one to initiate it,” Changmin grins smugly.
Junsu groans and forks over a few bills.
“Hey, wait a minute. Why am I even paying you when I pay for all your stuff?!”
“Because you lost,” Changmin replies cheekily. “And because you love me~”
He groans even more. “I feel more like your servant than your boyfriend.”
“Tch, that’s cause you are.”
“What?” Junsu narrows his eyes.
“I said I love you!” Changmin pouts.
“Then go get me a sandwich.” Junsu commands and softly pushes him.
“I’m your boyfriend, not your servant!” Changmin scowls and Junsu slaps a hand to his forehead.
“My point exactly.”
“I love you anyway, my idiotic, loving boyfriend~” Changmin sing-songs.
“And I love you too, my insufferable, obnoxious girlfriend~” Junsu sing-songs back.
Changmin punches him. Junsu screams in pain.
Changmin giggles. “Su-ie!”
“…”
“I’m hungry. Go get me ramen.”
“…”
“…? Fine, you punk. I’ll go get it myself,” Changmin grumbles and stands up. “Maybe I’ll even meet Kyuhyun-“
Junsu stands up and shoves him, “I’ll do it.”
Changmin doesn’t bother hiding his triumphant smirk.
///
“So, I guess this is goodbye?” Changmin says awkwardly. It was the last day and month in hell was over. The four of them were standing at the entrance of hell, fidgeting.
“Yeah, goodbye,” Junsu rubs his neck and offers a smile.
“Love you,” Changmin says and wraps his arm around his neck.
“Love you too,” Junsu kisses him, nice and slow.
Yunho says. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Yoochun smiles and laughs. “This is too awkward. What are we, it’s not like we’re going away forever!”
“You’re right,” Changmin chuckles. “Oh, well, see you guys! Bye!”
Most awkward goodbyes, ever.
///
“Chun! Stop writing comments on the paper!” Changmin groans, crossing out what Yoochun had wrote, again.
“But I can’t! They’re asking me to comment!” Cue cute pout.
“You’re making me repeat! We only have 10 minutes! This is what we get for procrastinating-CHUN!”
“I’m sorry!”
///
“So, Se7en hyung!” Yoochun chirps. “Here’s the report you told us to do. It has some mistakes…and we ran out of time, so we just crossed it out, hope that’s okay, hyung.”
“Oh, thanks. It’s fine,” he replies. “Just give it to me.”
“Do you think what we wrote is okay?” Changmin whispers.
“Well, yeah,” Yoochun shrugs. “It’s our opinion anyway. Just run when I say so.”
Changmin nods.
Yoochun gives the scroll to him and says, “Run!”
They bolt. Se7en stares at them, confused and unrolls the scroll. And promptly faints in shock.
///
I hope you guys like it, or at least think it's decent ^^ Happy birthday, Rin! Well, belated anyway xD hope you find it okay... and like it... even a little but :P I think it's boring, to be honest. Just so sleepy -_- So I don't think this is decent, lol. OTL G'night~ :)
rating: pg-13
pairing: XiMin
summary: 2 angels are picked to go to Hell, vice versa with devils. What will happen if Yoochun and Changmin are picked? And they are placed in Yunho, and Junsu's chamber, homeㅡwhatever.
…Screw the summary. Angel!Jaechunmin & devil!Hosu.
word count: exactly 5,000.
a/n: for cerinityks, haha! Happy belated birthday dude~! :D And by the way, the title has nothing to do with the fic. Well, except the angels and devils part :P
crossover; mentions of super junior members and se7en.
///
“You know we’re not meant to be together,” Changmin mumbles sadly, his beautiful white wings wrapping around him.
Junsu only tightens his hold and says, “I love you, does that matter?”
“Well, yes,” the angel replies. “But-!”
“But nothing. We only have limited time together, and I don’t intend to waste that on useless squabbling.”
Changmin slouches tiredly. “Okay, Su.”
“Look. If you don’t want to break your stupid law, then fine,” Junsu says coldly. “Do what you want.”
Just as he was making a move to stand up, Changmin grabs his hand and shaves his head adamantly. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, don’t go.”
“I was just joking,” Junsu rolls his eyes. Being a devil, he wasn’t really that much of an affectionate person; cold and mysterious more likely suited him.
Changmin bites his lips. Junsu sighs.
“Changmin, we’ve been together for 3 years. I feel like you’re still uncomfortable around me.”
“No!” Changmin denies quickly. “I’m not, I just…”
Junsu’s lips curls into a devilish smirk. “Whatever. C’mon, let’s get going,” Junsu stretches his arms and lets his majestic black wings unfold. “It’s sun down and the entrance to hell isn’t really a safe place for a little angel.”
“I’m not little,” Changmin says angrily, not yelling because it would attract devils and fallen angels alike.
Junsu chuckles and leans closer, pressing a kiss to Changmin’s lips. “You’re right. Definitely not “little”,” he says lowly, smirking.
Changmin blushes and mumbles something inaudible.
///
-In Heaven-
“Minnie~!” A squeal followed by a thump as the force makes Changmin tumble backward and land painfully on the ground.
“Where have you been?” Another angel asks worriedly before pulling him up.
“Somewhere,” Changmin answers, and winces. “Hyung, you have got to stop doing that.”
“Sorry,” Jaejoong answers, pouting. “But I was so worried! You disappeared for a whole day! We were looking for you everywhere, Yoochun was complaining the entire day.”
Yoochun grumbles, “I was planning to be a lazy ass and sleep my way through, but nooo! My best friend had to disappear and crap, what if they took you?!”
“Calm down, I was only exploring.”
“You could have told us where you went!” Jaejoong frets, his golden wings flapping wildly.
“I know… I’m sorry,” Changmin says. “But-,”
“…You went to Hell again, didn’t you,” Yoochun says with no hint of amusement.
“No, I didn’t!” Changmin protests, then adds feebly. “Just at the entrance.”
“Damn it, Changmin!” Yoochun shouts. “What if the other angels hear about this? What about--?”
“I know Yoochun, and I know the punishment.” Changmin rolls his eyes. “No one would know, okay? We got it covered.”
“Whatever,” Yoochun says, rubbing at his temples.
Jaejoong looks at Changmin, then at Yoochun, then back at Changmin. “Okay,” he chirps. “Who wants to go to earth?”
“…Hyung, that was random,” Changmin comments. “But, no.”
“I agree, Jae,” Yoochun nods. “For once.”
“Why do you want to go to Earth anyway?”
“It’s because of the human, Siwon, he’s infatuated with,” Changmin answers.
“…Really, Jae?”
“Hey!” Jaejoong pouts. “It’s not a crime to admire a piece of fine meat!”
“That sounds so wrong in so many ways,” Yoochun shivers. “What is up with all the unrequited love-slash-forbidden love these days?”
“What do you mean?” Changmin asks, his curiosity getting the best of him.
“Well, first it’s you and Junsu, second, Jae and the human. Hangeng hyung and the siren,” Yoochun lists a few more names. “Everyone’s just so bold these days.”
“Wow, didn’t know Hangeng had it in him. A siren?” Changmin whistles.
“There are too many, why don’t they just change the law or something? Seems like nobody gives a fuck about it anymore,” Jaejoong comments. Hey, just because he was an angel, doesn’t mean he doesn’t curse.
“Yeah, that’s the thing. Remember how Leeteuk complained about how we weren’t respecting him anymore?” At the nods, Yoochun continues. “Well, he sort of got drunk and spent the night with Kangin and now, he lost his name and is replaced. So the person who gets caught breaking even a simple law will get executed.”
“Wow…Heaven is harsh.”
“I know.”
///
-In Hell-
“Wassup, Su?” Yunho smirks, giving him a high-five.
“The usual,” Junsu replies.
Yunho gives a scoff, knowing what he means. “Still? Dude, you’ve been fawning over him for years. Years, Su! Where’s the care-free devil, I know and used to love?” He sniffs and pretends to cry.
Junsu rolls his eyes, “Quit it, Yunho, not in the mood.”
“You’re not in the mood for anything anymore!” Yunho says dejectedly.
“Yunho,”
“I know, I know. The angel always comes first.”
“That goes for you too; I know that you like the other angel. Yoochun, was it?” Junsu smirks.
“…”
“No?” Junsu says, feigning innocence.
“Shut up,” Yunho mutters, cheeks tinted pink.
Junsu smirks wider.
///
In Heaven, an announcement was being held, an important one, it seems as all the high ranking angels were there, sitting at their throne.
“Now, as you can see, we angels have despised the demons and-,”
“Ugh, we heard this a couple hundred times already,” Yoochun whispers. “Let’s bolt.”
“Are you crazy?” Changmin whispers back. “They’re watching us like hawks!”
“Ssh!” Jaejoong says. “Did you hear what they said?”
Changmin furrows his eyebrows and listens intently.
“-are terribly sorry. To prevent a war, we will pick 2 angels from the ballot, and have them go…to hell. Temporarily, of course. Vice versa with the devils.”
Changmin gapes. What? He vaguely hears Yoochun cussing beside him, and Jaejoong remains stoic.
“Associating with devils?! Are they out of their minds?”
“I-It’s not that bad, Chun,” Changmin assures him.
“Well, of course, to you, after all, your lover is a devil,” Yoochun spits out.
“Chunnie, chill, just because you fancy that Yunho guy, doesn’t me-,”
“I do not fancy him,” Yoochun cuts in, blushing slightly. “I just find him attractive, is all.”
Changmin snorts and nudges him to listen.
“I will now pick the 2 angels,” The head angel rummages through the box and Changmin prays it’s him.
“Park Yoochun!” He calls out and Yoochun freezes.
Every angel turns towards him and a couple of guards comes and escorts the still frozen Yoochun up front.
Changmin sighs. Lucky bastard.
“Next is… Shim,” Changmin’s ears perks up. “Changrin,”
He sighs and slumps onto the seat, Jaejoong patting his shoulders. “It’s okay,”
“Oh, I’m sorry,” The head angel apologizes, “I mean, Shim Changmin.”
Changmin blinks in surprise and another pair of guards hauls him up. He lifts his head and sees the color return to Yoochun’s face, and when he reaches up front, he grabs Yoochun’s hands tightly.
The head angel smiles slightly at them, “You will be escorted to the entrance, but from there, you must go your own way. The King will know and will provide you where you stay for the next month.”
A month?!
Yoochun glances at Changmin and tries to smile.
“We’ll give you a bit of time to pack, be ready tomorrow morning.”
///
“I cannot believe we were picked,” Yoochun mumbles, frustrated. “There are hundreds of angels! How are we-am I-picked?!”
“Oh please, it’s not that bad.” Changmin says as he stuffs some more clothes in his duffel bag. “You’re just scared because you’re meeting Yunho.”
“Psh,” Yoochun says embarrassedly. “Am not. And please, a hundred-definitely more-devils are out there, what are the chances of meeting him?”
“He’s the best friend of Junsu,” Changmin answers as a matter-of-factly, before moving away leaving Yoochun to stare at him, stupefied.
“Get ready, Chunnie, we’re leaving early morning.”
Just then, the door bursts open and Jaejoong practically flies to hug them.
“Oh, my babies!” He sobs. “Gone, gone for a month! How will I survive?”
Changmin and Yoochun rolls their eyes at the overly dramatic behavior of their friend.
“Don’t leave meeee!” The eldest whines pitifully.
“Don’t be such a drama queen, Jae; it’s only for a month.”
“A month! A month without my two best friends!”
“It’s not really our choice, Jae,” Yoochun starts. “Besides, you could get the time and visit Siwon, you know?”
“That’s the thing!” Jaejoong shouts. “I was planning on doing that, but they specifically told me that I will be touring those devils! I’m gonna die!”
“How come you guys treat them as some sort of disease? They’re not all bad.”
“Right,” Yoochun drawls sarcastically. “And how many have you met besides Junsu? Hmm?”
“…”
“Right. None. So how can you be so sure?”
“Well, Junsu’s not bad,” Changmin mumbles, picking at his shirt.
“By the way, Jae, who are the devils that were picked?”
“I don’t know, some guys named TOP and Yesung,” Jaejoong shrugs. “Weird names if you ask me.”
“Good luck, Jae hyung,” Changmin says. “But for now, I’m gonna sleep. I’m sure we’ll need it.”
“Our last day to see each other for at least a month and you choose sleep over me?” Jaejoong gasps, acting hurt.
“Yes,” Changmin answers immediately and Jaejoong frowns and hits him on the shoulder. “Ouch, relax, I’ll say goodbye first thing tomorrow.”
“Promise?” Jaejoong asks with his big eyes and pouty lips.
“No,” Changmin snorts. “First I have to wake up, then take a shower, then eat breakfast and-Ow!”
///
Changmin and Yoochun stares at the gates with unreadable eyes.
“You go first,” Yoochun commands.
“No, you’re the oldest, why don’t you go first?” Changmin tells.
“Well, you’ve been here before!”
“Just at the gates! Other than that, no.”
“Rock, paper, scissors?”
Changmin nods. “Kai bai bo!”
Yoochun: Paper.
Changmin: Rock.
“Ha, I win!” Yoochun grins smugly and Changmin’s eyebrow twitches.
“Oh yeah? Well, we’ll see about that. How about I throw a rock at you while you hold up a piece of paper!”
Yoochun rolls his eyes and pushes him forward. “Childish.”
Changmin glares at him before nervously stepping forward. The devils stops and stares at them, none too friendly either. Some were hissing and chuckling like a madman, and some were grinning with promises of death.
They were in contrast with them; with their light clothes, and with their dark cloth. Their skin is pale in complexion and their white beautiful wings stood out in the crowd of black wings.
“D-do you know which way to go?” Yoochun stutters.
Changmin shakes his head and bumps into a well-built chest. He immediately bows and apologizes. “Sorry,” he says softly. “I wasn’t watching where I was going… do you happen to know where the King is?”
Yoochun nudges him, “They’re gone.”
Changmin lifts his head and blows his bangs out of his eyes. “How rude,” he huffs.
“Well, they’re not exactly the gentleman type. We’ll just figure it out on our own.”
Changmin frowns.
///
“I’ve never seen you this happy before,” Junsu comments.
“I’m not, really,” Yunho scoffs and throws a pillow at him. Black, of course. “Now, pick what’s better, this one or this one?”
Both outfits were black, what do you expect from a devil? The first one is a low V t-shirt, and skinny jeans while the other one was made out of silk (a/n: the one yunho wore in the before you go MV), a button up shirt.
“…Are you kidding me? The other is made out of silk, Yunho. Silk.”
“You could’ve just said so!” Yunho complained. “You always pick on me, I’m your hyung!”
“Doesn’t seem like it, now why don’t we go meet up with the angels? I’m sure they’re lost,” Junsu smirks and leers, cocking his head. “Now what was it about this Yoochun?”
Yunho throws a book at him.
///
“Changmiiiinn~,” Yoochun whines, latching onto Changmin’s shoulder. “We’ve been going around in circles for hours. Look! I see the scary blue, ugly guy flames again!”
“Uh, Chun? That’s Lucifer, well, a picture of him anyway. And I’ve only seen him once.”
“Still!” Yoochun pouts and fiddles with his fingers. “I don’t like it here,” he says softly.
“Neither do I,” answers Changmin. “But I’m not whining like an idiot. Suck it up, man.”
“Mean.”
“Thank you.”
“That wasn’t a compliment.”
“It is to me.”
A cough interrupts their banter, and both of them looks up staring at two very handsome and very amused men.
“Junnie!” Changmin nearly squeals, but kept himself calm. He is in enemy territory after all.
“How may we help you?” He asks instead. Real smooth, Min, real smooth.
Junsu chuckles, “I believe you’re lost, do you need some help?”
“Well, we wouldn’t be walking around in circles if we didn’t,” Yoochun glares, and tries to ignore the extremely attractive guy in front of him.
The guy smiles and says, “I’m Yunho.”
Yoochun looks at the offered hand in distaste and looks away with a grunt. Changmin steps on his friend’s foot and smiles ignoring his scream of pain.
“Changmin, and this is Yoochun.”
“Just take us to the King,” Yoochun says coldly.
“As you wish,” Yunho mock bows and extends a hand. “Ladies first.”
Yoochun glares at him and kicks him on the shin and walks away quickly. Yunho smiles and chuckles. Feisty, I like.
Changmin hides a smile at them and Junsu, like Yunho, extends a hand. “My lady,” he says.
“Shut it,” he says as he hits him on the head. “Told you not to call me that.”
“I’ll call you whatever I want to call you. The King is that way, by the way,” Junsu says, grabbing Changmin’s hand and pulls him to the other direction.
“How did you know where I was? There are thousands of corridors here, you couldn’t possibly find me.”
“Don’t exaggerate. We only have a hundred.”
“Yeah, that makes it so much better!”
Ignoring the sarcastic remark, he says softly. “Heart-to-heart connection.”
Changmin smiles.
///
“My King,” the devils bow low. “We have brought the angels that were picked.”
They were so synchronized that Yoochun wonders if they had practiced it.
The King nods. “Ah, very well, you may go,” The two didn’t budge. “…Okay then, my name is Kangin-“
“Ah! You’re the devil who Leeteuk hyung slept with!” Yoochun says excitedly.
“…Yes,” he confesses. “And-“
“It was the best day-night of your life, right? Hyung told me it was,” Changmin chirps.
Yunho and Junsu were surprised at how the angels talked to a devil with ease, their king, no less.
“What exactly did he tell you?”
“Well, he said that it was worth losing his job and it was the best experience of his life.”
“Talk about cheesy.”
“Well, he’s old. What do you expect? He’s probably desperate to have a lover since he didn’t get one for like, what, a decade or two?”
“Good point.”
“And he slept with the King?”
“Wow, pretty high standards. No wonder he said it’s the best.”
“I see,” Kangin mumbles. “Anyway, you are staying at their,” he points at Hosu. “House, apartment, whatever you guys call it.”
“WHAT?!” Yoochun squeaks. “But, but-,”
Kangin raises a hand and says in a voice that leaves no complaints. “No buts. Goodbye, oh, and do tell him that it was the best for me as well.”
Yoochun pales. Ewwww.
This sounds like grandparents having sex. He tries not to shiver at the thought.
///
“Welcome to our sweet and humble abode,” Yunho says as he plops Yoochun’s bag on the bed, Junsu mimicking his action. They had insisted carrying their bags and had been adamant, leaving Yoochun and Changmin no choice but to agree.
“Wow,” They breathe in awe.
“What?” Junsu asks. “Did you really think that our homes were all black, full of flames and torches or something?”
They nod.
Junsu bursts out laughing and Changmin giggles. He always liked his laugh. It reminds him of a dolphin.
He voices out his thought, and the other two bursts into a fit of giggles. Junsu turns beet red. “Yah, I don’t sound like a dolphin,” his protests went on deaf ears as Yunho says:
“Now that I think of it, it does, doesn’t it?”
Junsu sighs, “Whatever. Now, for the beds. There are only two, as you can see. We could’ve gotten two more, but Yunho,” he gives a glare. “Is a lazy ass. Now, of course, Min and I will share,” Changmin blushes as Junsu gives him a lewd grin followed by a lecherous wink. “And next, you two.”
“No! Min and I can share, you guys share a bed.”
“No,” Junsu says calmly. “And I’m sure Yunho also agrees to this, right?”
“I’m fine with it.”
“But, I don’t want to share a bed with a pervert!” Yoochun says, eyes darting at Yunho suspiciously. “He might do something to me in my sleep!”
“I’m sure you won’t mind as you have been checking him out earlier,” Junsu says nonchalantly, dismissing him with a wave. Yoochun gapes.
Yunho grins, “Don’t worry, babe, I won’t do anything… well, unless you asked me to.”
“It’s fine, Chun,” Changmin comforts with a smile. “You remember what they told us to do?”
“I thought you were supposed to take notes of us or some shit.”
“Oh yeah!” Changmin snaps his fingers, “I’ll do it later-or, in a month.”
Yoochun groans. “Hey, gigolo, how about we make a deal: You sleep on the floor, I’ll sleep on the bed, deal?”
“No deal! Why do I have to give up my bed? It’s mine, after all!”
“Hey! Have you ever heard of ‘Sharing is caring’?”
“Well, how about we share a bed?”
“No!”
“Why not?”
“You’re a gigolo! Who knows what you’re going to do with me?” Yoochun shivers.
“I’m not a gigolo!” Yunho sighs frustrated, pinching the bridge of his nose. “…Where are Junsu and Changmin?”
“Huh? Oh, those cunts! They probably left while we were arguing. Do you think they’re having a sex escapade now?”
Yunho stares at him. “And you say I’m perverted,” he shakes his head in disbelief. “I don’t know.”
“Well, do you think so?” Yoochun presses. “I wouldn’t be surprised. After all, they hardly get to see each other.”
“Maybe… Why are we even talking about this anyway?”
“I don’t know. If you really were a gigolo, you would have liked this topic. I guess I was wrong,” Yoochun shrugs and drops on the bed, hogging all the space.
“Damn it, I’m not a gigo-yah! Save some space for me!”
///
“So,” Changmin starts, smiling. “Aren’t you a least bit worried? Everyone’s staring at us,” he whispers cautiously.
“Let them stare. Are you uncomfortable?”
“A bit.”
“Don’t worry,” Junsu smiles and Changmin’s breath hitches. “I know a secluded area you’d like.”
“Okay, lead the way, Junnie!”
Junsu hates that nickname, but for Changmin, he could make an exception.
///
“Is this safe?” Changmin asks, scared. “It doesn’t seem stable.”
“Don’t worry; I’ve been here a dozen times already. It’s safe.”
“But,” Changmin says, looking at the broken metal. “There’s broken metal. What could break metal!?”
“It’s hell, anything’s possible,” Junsu replies. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” Changmin replies immediately.
“Then close your eyes, and count to 5.”
“But-!” Seeing Junsu’s stern look, he sighs and closes his eyes.
By 1, he could hear the sound of flames.
By 2, he could feel the ground shake.
By 3, he could sense the footsteps drawing near.
By 4, he could touch Junsu’s cheek with his own.
By 5, he could feel Junsu press their lips together.
“I love you,” Junsu murmurs against his lips.
///
“Told you they were having a marathon,” Yoochun tells as Changmin and Junsu came through the door with satisfied grins.
“Marathon?” Changmin asks, confused.
“Yeah, a sex marathon.”
“For an angel, you are quite perverted.” Yunho says.
“No, just a really curious one.”
“I agree with Pedo-bear here, sadly. And no, we did not have sex,” Junsu says, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s slim waist.
“Aw,” Yoochun pouts. “That’s too bad then.”
“Why do you want us to have sex so badly?” Changmin asks again.
“Well, I was supposed to make post cards! And I was going to send it to Jaejoong…”
“Who’s Jaejoong?” Yunho asks, nostrils flaring.
Changmin giggles. “You look like a Pedo.”
“He is a pedo, love.”
“Yah!” He shouts in indignation. “Why am I a pedo? But really, who is he?”
“A friend of ours-wait, why am I even telling you this? None of your business!”
“Tch, fine, I didn’t even wanna know anyway.”
“He’s a pedo, because he’s lusting over you,” Junsu cuts in. “You are in your teens, right?”
“No,” Yoochun snorts. “I’m 22.”
“That doesn’t make a difference. Yunho here, is 34.”
“Wow,” Yoochun says, looking at the so-called pedo with large, wide eyes. “You’re old.”
“Yah, I’m not!” Said pedo protests. “I am a very healthy, very young and very handsome man, thank you very much.”
“Wow, narcissistic much?”
“What can I say? I was born this way.”
“Oh, lovebirds.” Changmin sighs dreamily. “You guys would make a cute couple if you hook up.”
“Never!” A pillow comes flying Changmin’s way.
“Yah,” Junsu grabs the pillow and throws it back. “No one touches my Minnie,” he tightens his hold and buries his head into the crook of his neck.
“Go get a room!”
“We are in one!”
///
Weeks passed by quickly, and only a week was remaining.
“Aw, so fast,” Changmin pouts. “I was hoping to spend more time with you, Susu.”
“Tch, no, these weeks couldn’t pass by quickly,” Yoochun rolls his eyes.
“Why won’t you two admit you have feelings for each other?!”
“Because he’s a pimp! A pimp, I say! One man is never enough for him!” Yoochun hollers and storms out.
“…?”
“What’s up with him?” Junsu asks, pulling Changmin onto his lap.
“It’s complicated.” Yunho massages his temples. “Who knew angels were complicated.”
“Well?” Changmin quirks a brow. “Aren’t you going to go after him?”
“..Right. bye,” Yunho waves before running off.
“Now, what were you going to show me?” Junsu asks, smirking.
“Just a little technique I learned over the past few weeks,” Changmin says seductively, trailing a finger down his arm.
“Oh, do show.”
Changmin smirks and pulls his collar, pulling him down for a bruising kiss.
///
“Chun!”
A voice yells but Yoochun makes no move to stop, instead walks faster.
“Chun!”
A hand shoots out and grabs his arm and Yoochun skids to a halt.
“What?” He asks, irritated.
“I’m sorry,” Yunho pants. “I like you, can’t you see that?”
“Well, by saying you like means that you could flirt with others?”
“I wasn’t flirting. They were just asking some questions!”
“Oh, so you were trying to impress them?”
“No! I never tried to impress anybody, except…” Yunho trails off.
“Except?” Yoochun asks.
“Except you,” Yunho finishes. “Why do you think I started spraying lavender cologne on me? I hate lavender!”
Yoochun leans and sniffs him. “Doesn’t smell like it. You should try spraying harder.”
Yunho twitches. “That doesn’t impress you?”
“Nope.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“I like chocolates and white lilies, does that ring a bell?” He walks away.
///
“You reek of desperation,” Changmin deadpans.
“That’s his natural scent,” Junsu snickers.
Yunho flings a pillow at him. “What does he want me to do?” He buries his face into a pillow, moaning.
“He says he likes chocolates and white lilies, idiot,” Junsu rolls his eyes.
“And?”
“He wants you to give him those.”
“…Why do you think so?”
“If he didn’t, why did you think he mentioned it in the first place!” Junsu yells.
“Just go buy him stuff, oh, he likes animals too, preferably dogs.” Changmin says gently. “Now, go! You’re wasting our precious time!”
“They never said anything about angels being violent,” Yunho weeps as Changmin hits him with a book.
“They didn’t say a lot of thing, would you like me to hit you with this?” Out of nowhere, Changmin brandishes a very thick novel. Yunho flees.
Junsu groans. “Good, I thought he would never leave us alone.”
“We’re alone now, do you like to finish what we started?”
“Already on it, babe,” Junsu replies, lifting Changmin up, and pushes him up against a wall. Changmin wraps his legs around Junsu’s waist and tangles his fingers into his hair.
“When I’m through with you, you won’t be able to walk for weeks.”
///
“Here.”
Yoochun blinks as a bouquet of white lilies and chocolates were shoved into his face.
“Thanks?” Yoochun says, accepting the gifts.
“So, will you be my boyfriend now?” Yunho blurts out.
“No.” Yunho’s face falls.
“Why not?”
“Because, one, you’re not genuine. Two, the horny couple probably planted the seed in your mind. If they didn’t, you probably wouldn’t have gotten it.”
“I already said I love you, goddammit!”
“Don’t say the Lord’s name in vain,” Yoochun reprimands. “Prove it.”
“Well, I searched and saw your profile. You’re 180cm in height, you weigh 64kg, and your blood type is O. You were born in June 4, 1986, you like composing songs and playing basketball. You can’t choose between winter and summer, you’re good at Jacks. You don’t want to get married. You wake up at 8’o clock and sleep at 2AM. You want one kid, and you play the piano the first thing you wake up. You want to be a turtle, as odd as that sounds.”
Yoochun blinks. “That’s…oddly sweet yet stalker-ish at the same time.”
“So?”
“Still no.”
“But whyyyyy?” Yunho whines.
“You want me to accept you? Fine, wear a tiger costume and scream, ‘I love Park Yoochun!’ and run around.” Yoochun grins smugly. He knew he won’t do it… would he?
“Okay,” Yunho says determinedly.
///
“You’re crazy,” Changmin says to Yoochun.
“What?”
“He’s actually going to do it, you know. He already wore the tiger costume. He’s going out right now.” Changmin sighs. “Why don’t you just accept him already? You guys are ruining my time with Junsu!”
“Aw, that hurts. Picked a guy over me, your best friend,” Yoochun weeps dramatically. “What happened to bros before hoes, huh?”
“That doesn’t answer my question. And Junsu is not a hoe.”
“Well,” Yoochun says. “He’s sweet, and I won’t lie, I do like him, but I just need proof. I want some reassurance that he actually likes me.”
“Dude, he’s already in love with you! He memorized your fucking profile. Do you know how creepy that was when he recited it in front of us? While we were having sex?”
“I know,” Yoochun snorts. “He’s not gonna do it anyway.”
Changmin glares. “Were you not listening to me? I just said he’s going outside! Man, no one listens to me anymore,” he grumbles.
“What?” Yoochun gapes.
“Yeah.”
“No seriously.”
“Yes, seriously.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“You guys are morons. Stop him,” Changmin sighs and walks away, probably off to find Junsu.
///
“YUNHO.” Yoochun screams, and Yunho immediately looks back.
“Oh, hey, Chun!” He smiles and waves.
“You… you’re not honestly going to do that, right?” Yoochun forces a laugh.
“I am, if it makes you my boyfriend.”
Yoochun nibbles on his bottom lip. “I accept you. Just don’t do anything stupid!”
“I’m going to do i-“
“No, you’re not.” Yoochun tugs on his collar only to find out there’s none. He growls and jumps on him, Yunho’s arms automatically wraps around his waist.
“Chun, wha-?”
“I love you, okay you bastard?” Yoochun says and kisses him.
///
“Told you Yoochun’ll be the one to initiate it,” Changmin grins smugly.
Junsu groans and forks over a few bills.
“Hey, wait a minute. Why am I even paying you when I pay for all your stuff?!”
“Because you lost,” Changmin replies cheekily. “And because you love me~”
He groans even more. “I feel more like your servant than your boyfriend.”
“Tch, that’s cause you are.”
“What?” Junsu narrows his eyes.
“I said I love you!” Changmin pouts.
“Then go get me a sandwich.” Junsu commands and softly pushes him.
“I’m your boyfriend, not your servant!” Changmin scowls and Junsu slaps a hand to his forehead.
“My point exactly.”
“I love you anyway, my idiotic, loving boyfriend~” Changmin sing-songs.
“And I love you too, my insufferable, obnoxious girlfriend~” Junsu sing-songs back.
Changmin punches him. Junsu screams in pain.
Changmin giggles. “Su-ie!”
“…”
“I’m hungry. Go get me ramen.”
“…”
“…? Fine, you punk. I’ll go get it myself,” Changmin grumbles and stands up. “Maybe I’ll even meet Kyuhyun-“
Junsu stands up and shoves him, “I’ll do it.”
Changmin doesn’t bother hiding his triumphant smirk.
///
“So, I guess this is goodbye?” Changmin says awkwardly. It was the last day and month in hell was over. The four of them were standing at the entrance of hell, fidgeting.
“Yeah, goodbye,” Junsu rubs his neck and offers a smile.
“Love you,” Changmin says and wraps his arm around his neck.
“Love you too,” Junsu kisses him, nice and slow.
Yunho says. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Yoochun smiles and laughs. “This is too awkward. What are we, it’s not like we’re going away forever!”
“You’re right,” Changmin chuckles. “Oh, well, see you guys! Bye!”
Most awkward goodbyes, ever.
///
“Chun! Stop writing comments on the paper!” Changmin groans, crossing out what Yoochun had wrote, again.
“But I can’t! They’re asking me to comment!” Cue cute pout.
“You’re making me repeat! We only have 10 minutes! This is what we get for procrastinating-CHUN!”
“I’m sorry!”
///
“So, Se7en hyung!” Yoochun chirps. “Here’s the report you told us to do. It has some mistakes…and we ran out of time, so we just crossed it out, hope that’s okay, hyung.”
“Oh, thanks. It’s fine,” he replies. “Just give it to me.”
“Do you think what we wrote is okay?” Changmin whispers.
“Well, yeah,” Yoochun shrugs. “It’s our opinion anyway. Just run when I say so.”
Changmin nods.
Yoochun gives the scroll to him and says, “Run!”
They bolt. Se7en stares at them, confused and unrolls the scroll. And promptly faints in shock.
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I hope you guys like it, or at least think it's decent ^^ Happy birthday, Rin! Well, belated anyway xD hope you find it okay... and like it... even a little but :P I think it's boring, to be honest. Just so sleepy -_- So I don't think this is decent, lol. OTL G'night~ :)