[2PM | 027.] nye (part one)
nye (part one)
genfic, nichkhun/wooyoung
pg-13
(total) 4,349 words
[in sum]: taecyeon and nichkhun have a wild night out. the rest relive the journey hangover style.
note(s): this is what happens when mildtigers, spicybears, and i have a "continue this crack story" game. it's semi-edited because it wasn't meant to be an actual fic. but here it is. this is the first part!
NYE (i)
→ (ii)
it's not that wooyoung likes to play the jealous housewife. really. it's not like he cares at all what nichkhun and taecyeon do with their womanizing ways.
but there are lipstick stains all over his favorite pajamas because taecyeon's decided to bear hug him in his bed at 4am in the morning. he's awake enough to know this because wooyoung had been gently awoken by an infernal chant (by nichkhun) that went: "oh god, oh god, oh god"
there is a hideously purple teddy bear to match nichkhun's purpling eye. and by now, wooyoung feels that he is entitled to know how it is that both nichkhun and taecyeon are sporting lip gloss on their shirts.
"so" says taecyeon (slightly lispy due to drunkenness).
but that's not the mouth wooyoung wants to hear it from.
"dude, hyung. you have to explain this one because there is no way that even junsu hyung, with all his gory imagination, can deduce a back-story" says junho, who's come out of his room due to the commotion.
nichkhun shows a wan smile.
"ahem" nichkhun says eventually, "well."
14 HOURS AGO
"it's 2pm" mentions chansung, but no one really giggles to that joke anymore.
no one really smiles anyway because the manager hyung has just told them that they have a schedule on new year's eve.
"great" wooyoung mutters. "now i won't be able to go to that carnival on hongdae..."
"where?" junho asks.
"nothing"
"oh it's not nothing" says chansung seriously, mouth full of onion crackers. "wooyoung's talking about the carnival with all the games and stuff where you can get little goldfish and great big scoops of ice cream on funnel cakes."
wooyoung sighs.
"i've never been" wooyoung admits. "but it was a little fantasy of mine."
taecyeon scoffs.
"you wouldn't be able to enjoy it anyway. we're on a diet remember?"
it's wooyoung's turn to scoff.
"no, you're on a diet. i don't understand why you make khun hyung and me go on diets with you. right hyung?"
wooyoung turns to get nichkhun's attention but nichkhun's too busy chatting with the make-up noona. wooyoung makes a bitter smile and breathes sharply through his nose.
it's so typical.
wooyoung turns around and continues gushing over the festival with chansung. that is, until junho mentions the icecream convention on the other side of town and now, wooyoung's torn. which one should he pine about now?
"either way, you can't go" says junsu. "sorry kiddo."
"whatever" says wooyoung, chicly. "taecyeon hyung is buying me tons of popsicles."
"what?" says a flustered taecyeon. "when did i ever...?"
"remember hyung?" says chansung. "just a few hours ago. and while you're out, eight bananas for me too."
"oh and a case or three of energy drinks for me" chimes junho.
taecyeon sighs. another case of the three youngest conning one of the older ones.
"fine. but don't think you guys are getting away with this again. i'm not old enough to be losing my short term memory you know."
on his way out (and while the youngest three are giggling to themselves) taecyeon grabs nichkhun.
"wha..?" asks nichkhun, but he doesn't get a chance to finish.
"you're coming with me."
§
"wait. we know that part" says chansung, who's also woken up by taecyeon's constant moaning in the bathroom. "after that you guys didn't come back and junsu hyung was pouting for like three hours because you guys left him."
"yeah" confirms junho. "he was pouting about how the elder trio had been betrayed or something."
"was not!" says junsu, climbing out of his blanket nest. "i was just worried."
wooyoung snorts, then gives nichkhun an expectant eye.
"well? go on."
§
"so what are you doing on new year's eve?" taecyeon asks nichkhun, who's disinterested by everything except his cellphone.
"what? we ...um, have schedule."
"aw come on. don't lie. i know you're planning something. got a date with the stylist nuna?"
nichkhun eyes him sharply. and taecyeon smirks.
"i know you've been texting her from the minute we left the jyp building."
taecyeon does that eyebrow thing and nichkhun rolls his eyes.
"grow up" nichkhun tells him. "and i don't have anything going on with jihae."
"oh so it's jihae now. on a first name basis are we?"
after two more rounds of the eyebrow wave, nichkhun sighs.
"nevermind. are we at the convi-store yet?"
taecyeon looks mildly mortified.
"what?" asks nichkhun.
and taecyeon scoffs.
"obviously you've never bought frozen goods for wooyoung before" taecyeon says smugly. "sure, on occasion he'll eat the odd treat for the masses. but usually? he likes the gourmet."
"oh. really?" asks nichkhun, who's put away his cellphone now. "tell me more."
"we have to go about another six blocks and we'll reach this tiny place called doctor cream."
nichkhun stops in his tracks.
"that sounds like a ...ahem, gentleman's club. not that i would know or anything."
"i know. but they sell the most obscure imported frozen dairy and wooyoung likes this one brand that..."
"wait, how do you know all this?"
taecyeon shrugs and blushes just a little.
"there's this thing that wooyoung does."
"what thing?" asks nichkhun getting all dark and serious.
"he...he..."
§
"he looks at you with THE GLARE" whispers junho.
and chansung, junho, taecyeon, and junsu all collectively shudder.
minjae hyung, who comes out of the bathroom, whispers "THE GLARE" a little late but still shudders all the same.
"shhh guys..." says wooyoung, waving them off. "finish the story."
§
"what's the glare?" nichkhun asks. "i don't think i've ever seen it."
"oh it's not 'the glare', it's THE GLARE. and you've never seen it because wooyoung doesn't use it on you" taecyeon says simply. "he's never had to."
"what?"
"all he does is sugar-coat things for you and you succumb to his every whim. for the rest of us, we have to be subject to some tough love before we... oh god, wooyoung sounds like a dominatrix."
"shut up taec" says nichkhun, feeling a little proud of himself for no reason. "i think we're here."
nichkhun points at a sign that says "DR. CREAMS" that's half shadowed by some potted palm trees.
"that's funny" says taecyeon. "i don't remember it being so close..."
but they go in anyway because they still have chansung's bananas and junho's energy drinks to buy on the way back. nichkhun has other plans too and he's impatient.
§
"it wasn't the ice cream store, was it?" deadpans junho.
taecyeon shakes his head emphatically.
"no sir. it was definitely not the ice cream store."
nichkhun laughs nervously.
"it's the short term memory loss" says chansung, matter-of-fact. "taecyeon hyung has finally reached that age."
"so...where was this place exactly?" asks junsu, little black book open to the next blank page.
§
they go in and as they enter, taecyeon's already taking out his wallet because he figures this is going to be a quick stop.
nichkhun's ready to browse for flavors. but there are interesting pictures on the walls of the entrance.
"hello brothers!" someone shouts.
and, in passing, nichkhun thinks, 'is there a brotherhood of frozen dairy?'
but soon he finds out that he is very very wrong.
a drag queen, very prettily dressed in a teal sequined dress and a peacock feather boa wiggles his fingers at them. and soon, nichkhun realizes that this man had not said "brothers". no, not "hello brothers!" but it had been "hello oppas!" and by the time nichkhun sees the man in the dress putting an arm around a very confused taecyeon, nichkhun realizes that they've stepped into some kind of drag club.
genfic, nichkhun/wooyoung
pg-13
(total) 4,349 words
[in sum]: taecyeon and nichkhun have a wild night out. the rest relive the journey hangover style.
note(s): this is what happens when mildtigers, spicybears, and i have a "continue this crack story" game. it's semi-edited because it wasn't meant to be an actual fic. but here it is. this is the first part!
NYE (i)
→ (ii)
it's not that wooyoung likes to play the jealous housewife. really. it's not like he cares at all what nichkhun and taecyeon do with their womanizing ways.
but there are lipstick stains all over his favorite pajamas because taecyeon's decided to bear hug him in his bed at 4am in the morning. he's awake enough to know this because wooyoung had been gently awoken by an infernal chant (by nichkhun) that went: "oh god, oh god, oh god"
there is a hideously purple teddy bear to match nichkhun's purpling eye. and by now, wooyoung feels that he is entitled to know how it is that both nichkhun and taecyeon are sporting lip gloss on their shirts.
"so" says taecyeon (slightly lispy due to drunkenness).
but that's not the mouth wooyoung wants to hear it from.
"dude, hyung. you have to explain this one because there is no way that even junsu hyung, with all his gory imagination, can deduce a back-story" says junho, who's come out of his room due to the commotion.
nichkhun shows a wan smile.
"ahem" nichkhun says eventually, "well."
14 HOURS AGO
"it's 2pm" mentions chansung, but no one really giggles to that joke anymore.
no one really smiles anyway because the manager hyung has just told them that they have a schedule on new year's eve.
"great" wooyoung mutters. "now i won't be able to go to that carnival on hongdae..."
"where?" junho asks.
"nothing"
"oh it's not nothing" says chansung seriously, mouth full of onion crackers. "wooyoung's talking about the carnival with all the games and stuff where you can get little goldfish and great big scoops of ice cream on funnel cakes."
wooyoung sighs.
"i've never been" wooyoung admits. "but it was a little fantasy of mine."
taecyeon scoffs.
"you wouldn't be able to enjoy it anyway. we're on a diet remember?"
it's wooyoung's turn to scoff.
"no, you're on a diet. i don't understand why you make khun hyung and me go on diets with you. right hyung?"
wooyoung turns to get nichkhun's attention but nichkhun's too busy chatting with the make-up noona. wooyoung makes a bitter smile and breathes sharply through his nose.
it's so typical.
wooyoung turns around and continues gushing over the festival with chansung. that is, until junho mentions the icecream convention on the other side of town and now, wooyoung's torn. which one should he pine about now?
"either way, you can't go" says junsu. "sorry kiddo."
"whatever" says wooyoung, chicly. "taecyeon hyung is buying me tons of popsicles."
"what?" says a flustered taecyeon. "when did i ever...?"
"remember hyung?" says chansung. "just a few hours ago. and while you're out, eight bananas for me too."
"oh and a case or three of energy drinks for me" chimes junho.
taecyeon sighs. another case of the three youngest conning one of the older ones.
"fine. but don't think you guys are getting away with this again. i'm not old enough to be losing my short term memory you know."
on his way out (and while the youngest three are giggling to themselves) taecyeon grabs nichkhun.
"wha..?" asks nichkhun, but he doesn't get a chance to finish.
"you're coming with me."
§
"wait. we know that part" says chansung, who's also woken up by taecyeon's constant moaning in the bathroom. "after that you guys didn't come back and junsu hyung was pouting for like three hours because you guys left him."
"yeah" confirms junho. "he was pouting about how the elder trio had been betrayed or something."
"was not!" says junsu, climbing out of his blanket nest. "i was just worried."
wooyoung snorts, then gives nichkhun an expectant eye.
"well? go on."
§
"so what are you doing on new year's eve?" taecyeon asks nichkhun, who's disinterested by everything except his cellphone.
"what? we ...um, have schedule."
"aw come on. don't lie. i know you're planning something. got a date with the stylist nuna?"
nichkhun eyes him sharply. and taecyeon smirks.
"i know you've been texting her from the minute we left the jyp building."
taecyeon does that eyebrow thing and nichkhun rolls his eyes.
"grow up" nichkhun tells him. "and i don't have anything going on with jihae."
"oh so it's jihae now. on a first name basis are we?"
after two more rounds of the eyebrow wave, nichkhun sighs.
"nevermind. are we at the convi-store yet?"
taecyeon looks mildly mortified.
"what?" asks nichkhun.
and taecyeon scoffs.
"obviously you've never bought frozen goods for wooyoung before" taecyeon says smugly. "sure, on occasion he'll eat the odd treat for the masses. but usually? he likes the gourmet."
"oh. really?" asks nichkhun, who's put away his cellphone now. "tell me more."
"we have to go about another six blocks and we'll reach this tiny place called doctor cream."
nichkhun stops in his tracks.
"that sounds like a ...ahem, gentleman's club. not that i would know or anything."
"i know. but they sell the most obscure imported frozen dairy and wooyoung likes this one brand that..."
"wait, how do you know all this?"
taecyeon shrugs and blushes just a little.
"there's this thing that wooyoung does."
"what thing?" asks nichkhun getting all dark and serious.
"he...he..."
§
"he looks at you with THE GLARE" whispers junho.
and chansung, junho, taecyeon, and junsu all collectively shudder.
minjae hyung, who comes out of the bathroom, whispers "THE GLARE" a little late but still shudders all the same.
"shhh guys..." says wooyoung, waving them off. "finish the story."
§
"what's the glare?" nichkhun asks. "i don't think i've ever seen it."
"oh it's not 'the glare', it's THE GLARE. and you've never seen it because wooyoung doesn't use it on you" taecyeon says simply. "he's never had to."
"what?"
"all he does is sugar-coat things for you and you succumb to his every whim. for the rest of us, we have to be subject to some tough love before we... oh god, wooyoung sounds like a dominatrix."
"shut up taec" says nichkhun, feeling a little proud of himself for no reason. "i think we're here."
nichkhun points at a sign that says "DR. CREAMS" that's half shadowed by some potted palm trees.
"that's funny" says taecyeon. "i don't remember it being so close..."
but they go in anyway because they still have chansung's bananas and junho's energy drinks to buy on the way back. nichkhun has other plans too and he's impatient.
§
"it wasn't the ice cream store, was it?" deadpans junho.
taecyeon shakes his head emphatically.
"no sir. it was definitely not the ice cream store."
nichkhun laughs nervously.
"it's the short term memory loss" says chansung, matter-of-fact. "taecyeon hyung has finally reached that age."
"so...where was this place exactly?" asks junsu, little black book open to the next blank page.
§
they go in and as they enter, taecyeon's already taking out his wallet because he figures this is going to be a quick stop.
nichkhun's ready to browse for flavors. but there are interesting pictures on the walls of the entrance.
"hello brothers!" someone shouts.
and, in passing, nichkhun thinks, 'is there a brotherhood of frozen dairy?'
but soon he finds out that he is very very wrong.
a drag queen, very prettily dressed in a teal sequined dress and a peacock feather boa wiggles his fingers at them. and soon, nichkhun realizes that this man had not said "brothers". no, not "hello brothers!" but it had been "hello oppas!" and by the time nichkhun sees the man in the dress putting an arm around a very confused taecyeon, nichkhun realizes that they've stepped into some kind of drag club.