season's greetings [1/?]
season's greetings
jonghyun x taemin , humor , pg , 1072w
'tis the season, jonghyun says, and proudly shows off the boxers he is donning.
a/n: first of my christmas oneshots, i guess haha.
season's greetings;
taemin learns, just about a month after meeting him, that jonghyun is quite the festive guy.
quite festive, indeed.
he brags about being the first to finish christmas shopping for others, about having the best halloween costume, about having the most boxes of peppero out of all the members of shinee. (which is a lie, taemin tells himself, since he himself hides the cartloads he receives from noonas inside of jonghyun's book bag, rarely ever moved from its designated spot under the older singer's bed.)
but it's really not the fact that jonghyun is the least thrifty person taemin knows that impresses the youngest member. well, no, it does, those long shopping lists (which almost always leads to jonghyun on bent knees, begging minho for some money, since he's promised never to steal money from the petite prince ever again) and expensive singing hallmark cards surely leave an impression, but there is something much more amusing, a tradition taemin knows jonghyun will never be able to live down when they're old and retired and reminiscing in a little nursing home in rocking chairs.
that is, jonghyun has a rather comprehensive collection of holiday underwear.
taemin snorts into his notebook. holiday sweaters, the boy thinks, is understandable. really embarrassing, but understandable. however, holiday boxers.
taemin has never seen someone so eager to rip off his pants in front of other guys, just to show them the bunny-printed briefs hugging his hips rather snugly. needless to say, taemin did not let jonghyun touch him that day, at all.
"it brings some cheer, i guess," jinki says to taemin one day as they sit on the living room couch, watching some reruns while inadvertently staring blankly at jonghyun's lower body wearing heart-patterned boxers as the singer struts and does some unnecessary movements in front of them. only taemin seems to notice after about two minutes of tilting his head this way and that to try and get that pink and white blur out of his vision, and immediately excuses the both of them as he drags jonghyun into one of the bedrooms.
though the youngest boy enjoys the flowers and the hearts and the chocolates (if taemin didn't know better, he would've thought he was talking to himself about their dates), there is one holiday that takes the cake.
christmas. taemin smiles to himself. because there are just so many various designs for christmas underwear. christmas trees, candy canes, stars, balls, reindeer. jonghyun has so many that it takes up a fourth of his underwear drawer, and he wears a new one each day as a countdown to christmas. not according to the song-that would have been overkill, taemin thinks-but nevertheless, twelve fresh, new pairs of underwear to show off and make them all jealous, or something along the lines of that.
as long as he's not involved, taemin is totally okay with it.
"'tis the season," jonghyun says, and proudly shows off the boxers he is donning. small santas. taemin grins.
"i like it, hyung. strong start."
"right?" jonghyun flashes a killer smile, but taemin can't take it seriously, since jonghyun has a huge sweater on and a scarf wrapped around his head too.
the younger boy starts, "i think you can put your pants on now, hyung. you'll catch a cold."
but the singer tuts, shakes a frozen finger in taemin's face. there's a wicked smile framing his lips before he scurries off to one of the closets in the hallway, almost bumping into kibum with a warm cup of eggnog he was so desperately looking forward to since the night before. a bit of a scuffle and then jonghyun throws the door to their small storage open and rummages through the boxes and bags.
"what's up with him?" minho asks as he looks up from his game, knowing the coast was clear for his eyes for at least a few good seconds.
"not sure." the dancer lies down across the couch, shoulders hunched. "something crazy, i bet."
"tah-dah!"
minho whistles though taemin doesn't tear his eyes off of the ceiling above them, lightly colored by the christmas tree's lights. "crazy, indeed."
"what?" taemin turns his head and almost screams. there's something in jonghyun's hands, a big paper bag of some sort, and oh, taemin thinks, he's so done for. and minho can probably sense it with his alien instincts because he picks himself up from the carpeted floor and tiptoes away into the safe confines of his bedroom. "oh, hyung. hyung."
"look what i got you." jonghyun beams so brightly, it kills.
taemin grimaces, "you shouldn't have, hyung. i mean, really, shouldn't have. at all."
but the older singer shakes his head. "you know how i love giving presents."
oh how he knows.
taemin accepts the bag with a sigh and picks up the first bundle of underwear, an exact match of jonghyun's santa boxers. he fingers the elastic band gingerly, inspects the material with a rub of his index and thumb. not that he hasn't felt them before, but still, taemin wonders how they'll feel on him.
but then an idea strikes him, and taemin asks, "hey, hyung, instead of giving me something this year, how about i give you something in return? every night, 'til christmas. then we won't really need this underwear." he wiggles his brows a bit, for effect. "huh? how about it? as long as i don't have to wear these."
"funny," jonghyun says, voice sunny despite the snowstorm outside, "but no. now put those on."
"now?"
"now."
now, because jinki soon appears with a polaroid in his hands and awkwardly hovers over the boy saying he has to take a picture of the two in their matching boxers ("there's an ipad at stake!"). taemin obliges.
he feels so stupid. click. bzzt. laughter. so stupid.
as long as everyone's happy, taemin thinks with a sigh. "all right, put that away now, jinki hyung." the other members laugh at taemin's rosy cheeks and continue with shaking the pictures to life. he feels a warm arm wrap tightly around his waist, pulling him close to an equally as warm chest.
"i know i'm gonna get the sex anyway," jonghyun whispers softly into taemin's ear and taemin promptly groans. "'tis the season." a soft kiss to the cheek.
taemin snaps the elastic band of jonghyun's underwear and watches the older boy keel over in pain.
"'tis the season."
a/n: i thought i should change it to ontaem, but i realized that i've written so much ontaem as of late that...yeah. my first official jongtae! ㅎㅎㅎ hope you guys enjoyed.
jonghyun x taemin , humor , pg , 1072w
'tis the season, jonghyun says, and proudly shows off the boxers he is donning.
a/n: first of my christmas oneshots, i guess haha.
season's greetings;
taemin learns, just about a month after meeting him, that jonghyun is quite the festive guy.
quite festive, indeed.
he brags about being the first to finish christmas shopping for others, about having the best halloween costume, about having the most boxes of peppero out of all the members of shinee. (which is a lie, taemin tells himself, since he himself hides the cartloads he receives from noonas inside of jonghyun's book bag, rarely ever moved from its designated spot under the older singer's bed.)
but it's really not the fact that jonghyun is the least thrifty person taemin knows that impresses the youngest member. well, no, it does, those long shopping lists (which almost always leads to jonghyun on bent knees, begging minho for some money, since he's promised never to steal money from the petite prince ever again) and expensive singing hallmark cards surely leave an impression, but there is something much more amusing, a tradition taemin knows jonghyun will never be able to live down when they're old and retired and reminiscing in a little nursing home in rocking chairs.
that is, jonghyun has a rather comprehensive collection of holiday underwear.
taemin snorts into his notebook. holiday sweaters, the boy thinks, is understandable. really embarrassing, but understandable. however, holiday boxers.
taemin has never seen someone so eager to rip off his pants in front of other guys, just to show them the bunny-printed briefs hugging his hips rather snugly. needless to say, taemin did not let jonghyun touch him that day, at all.
"it brings some cheer, i guess," jinki says to taemin one day as they sit on the living room couch, watching some reruns while inadvertently staring blankly at jonghyun's lower body wearing heart-patterned boxers as the singer struts and does some unnecessary movements in front of them. only taemin seems to notice after about two minutes of tilting his head this way and that to try and get that pink and white blur out of his vision, and immediately excuses the both of them as he drags jonghyun into one of the bedrooms.
though the youngest boy enjoys the flowers and the hearts and the chocolates (if taemin didn't know better, he would've thought he was talking to himself about their dates), there is one holiday that takes the cake.
christmas. taemin smiles to himself. because there are just so many various designs for christmas underwear. christmas trees, candy canes, stars, balls, reindeer. jonghyun has so many that it takes up a fourth of his underwear drawer, and he wears a new one each day as a countdown to christmas. not according to the song-that would have been overkill, taemin thinks-but nevertheless, twelve fresh, new pairs of underwear to show off and make them all jealous, or something along the lines of that.
as long as he's not involved, taemin is totally okay with it.
"'tis the season," jonghyun says, and proudly shows off the boxers he is donning. small santas. taemin grins.
"i like it, hyung. strong start."
"right?" jonghyun flashes a killer smile, but taemin can't take it seriously, since jonghyun has a huge sweater on and a scarf wrapped around his head too.
the younger boy starts, "i think you can put your pants on now, hyung. you'll catch a cold."
but the singer tuts, shakes a frozen finger in taemin's face. there's a wicked smile framing his lips before he scurries off to one of the closets in the hallway, almost bumping into kibum with a warm cup of eggnog he was so desperately looking forward to since the night before. a bit of a scuffle and then jonghyun throws the door to their small storage open and rummages through the boxes and bags.
"what's up with him?" minho asks as he looks up from his game, knowing the coast was clear for his eyes for at least a few good seconds.
"not sure." the dancer lies down across the couch, shoulders hunched. "something crazy, i bet."
"tah-dah!"
minho whistles though taemin doesn't tear his eyes off of the ceiling above them, lightly colored by the christmas tree's lights. "crazy, indeed."
"what?" taemin turns his head and almost screams. there's something in jonghyun's hands, a big paper bag of some sort, and oh, taemin thinks, he's so done for. and minho can probably sense it with his alien instincts because he picks himself up from the carpeted floor and tiptoes away into the safe confines of his bedroom. "oh, hyung. hyung."
"look what i got you." jonghyun beams so brightly, it kills.
taemin grimaces, "you shouldn't have, hyung. i mean, really, shouldn't have. at all."
but the older singer shakes his head. "you know how i love giving presents."
oh how he knows.
taemin accepts the bag with a sigh and picks up the first bundle of underwear, an exact match of jonghyun's santa boxers. he fingers the elastic band gingerly, inspects the material with a rub of his index and thumb. not that he hasn't felt them before, but still, taemin wonders how they'll feel on him.
but then an idea strikes him, and taemin asks, "hey, hyung, instead of giving me something this year, how about i give you something in return? every night, 'til christmas. then we won't really need this underwear." he wiggles his brows a bit, for effect. "huh? how about it? as long as i don't have to wear these."
"funny," jonghyun says, voice sunny despite the snowstorm outside, "but no. now put those on."
"now?"
"now."
now, because jinki soon appears with a polaroid in his hands and awkwardly hovers over the boy saying he has to take a picture of the two in their matching boxers ("there's an ipad at stake!"). taemin obliges.
he feels so stupid. click. bzzt. laughter. so stupid.
as long as everyone's happy, taemin thinks with a sigh. "all right, put that away now, jinki hyung." the other members laugh at taemin's rosy cheeks and continue with shaking the pictures to life. he feels a warm arm wrap tightly around his waist, pulling him close to an equally as warm chest.
"i know i'm gonna get the sex anyway," jonghyun whispers softly into taemin's ear and taemin promptly groans. "'tis the season." a soft kiss to the cheek.
taemin snaps the elastic band of jonghyun's underwear and watches the older boy keel over in pain.
"'tis the season."
a/n: i thought i should change it to ontaem, but i realized that i've written so much ontaem as of late that...yeah. my first official jongtae! ㅎㅎㅎ hope you guys enjoyed.