jukebox virginity
230 words | jaejoong-centric, general, birthday presents, vodka and madonna, pg
flashfic prompt that ran a little long (i think, too long)
changmin pawned off on gave him a tiny jukebox for his twenty-third birthday; it was a gag gift (because it wouldn't play unless you put money in it and he had been trying to get rid of it for months,) and the only song on it's resume was like a virgin. even with it's flaws, jaejoong loved it, and so it sits on a shelf in the bathroom next to his hair products and exfoliants. it's when he's feeling a little sick and trying not to throw up that he realizes the bottom comes off like a piggy bank. madonna croons out cause you make me feel, yeah you make me feel, i've got nothing to hide every morning at five am from then on, as jaejoong showers and scrubs himself raw.
he leaves to japan (when am i coming back? am i coming back?) and it's one of the only things that he brings with him; just in case he tells yoochun, and yoochun doesn't say anything except phone me when you get there and don't get drunk with it. but jaejoong's never listened very well, so his first purchase is vodka from the airport and a tube of wine-coloured lipstick (so he can smear it on his lips and sing and yeah, you make me feel shiny and new.)
yoochun is just happy he doesn't forget to call.