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Ooooooookay, here's Ch. 2 of Sweet Dreams!!!! Thank you to everyone who convinced me to keep this story going, I hope you all enjoy this chapter as much as the last one ^^ Dedicated once again to
ilovessyou! Shari, this is for you, girl!
Title: Sweet Dreams Ch. 2
Author: Me!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu (with a little bit of JaeHo and MinSu thrown into the mix)
Disclaimer: *sigh* Not mine… but maybe someday…?
Summary: Yoochun is having trouble sleeping. Who could the mysterious person in his dreams be? And once he realizes who it is, what will he do about it? Fluff, smut, angst.
Note: Major bubbly!Junsu, oblivious!Yoochun, umma!Jaejoong, and crafty!Min for all sorts of fluffy funny goodness. ^^
“Minnie, stop it! AHHHHHHH!!!!”
As Yoochun stepped into the kitchen, the loud dolphin squeal hit his ears, and he turned to the other two members located in the kitchen; Jaejoong was bustling around the stove making who-knows-what, and Yunho was reclining at the kitchen table, watching his lover work. Yoochun raised an eyebrow at them in silent question.
“They’re playing soccer on the playstation. Changmin is losing.” Jaejoong said without turning around, as if that explained everything. Yoochun gave him a flat look, used to Jaejoong’s sixth-sense about when the other members were about, then turned to Yunho for answers instead. Yunho sighed, annoyed at having been interrupted from his Joongie-gazing to answer what was, to him, an obvious question.
“He figured that if nobody could beat Junsu in a fair game, he would have to cheat,” Yunho explained with a roll of his eyes. “Obviously, his plan seems to have some merit.”
Yoochun decided it might be worth the risk to his health to see what exactly Changmin had classified as “cheating” (because as we all know, some of Changmin’s more… shall we say ‘adventurous’ ideas had resulted in various bruises and damaged furniture), so he cautiously poked his head through the door connecting the kitchen and the living room. What he saw, though, was something he didn’t expect.
“Minnie!!!! Get… uekyangkyang … off!!!”
Changmin had abandoned his controller and was now sitting between Junsu’s legs, tickling him without mercy. Junsu’s infectious laughter bounced off the walls, making Changmin’s already huge grin grow even wider.
“Not until you say I’ve won,” he said, smirking down at the laughing dolphin boy.
“Okay, okay, you… uekyangkyang… win!!!! Just stop!”
Changmin sat back with a triumphant and smug look on his face. As innocent as the scene was, Yoochun felt the faintest stirring of some emotion he couldn’t place. Was it anger…? Anger at what? At the fact that Changmin was in between Junsu’s spread legs with Junsu lying underneath him, flushed and panting from exertion and looking absolutely hump-able? Wait, what? Nah, couldn’t be that.
Junsu was now pouting up at Changmin, looking so adorably put-out that Changmin couldn’t keep his smirk up. He leaned over and flicked the small nose.
“Don’t pout Junsu-hyung. Let’s go get some ice-cream!”
Junsu’s pout instantly turned into a beaming smile, blinding Changmin, who fell backwards from the awesome force of Junsu’s sparkle-sparkle mode. Junsu leaped to his feet, bringing Changmin with him, which was no easy task considering how much taller and heavier Changmin was compared to him. As he turned towards the kitchen, ready to tell the band-umma where he and Minnie were going, he spotted Yoochun’s head sticking halfway out of the door. Undaunted, he skipped happily over to Yoochun, who failed to notice as he was still lost in thought, swinging Changmin’s hand in his as he dragged him over.
“Chunnie, guess what?! Minnie said he’d get me ice-cream! Do you want to come with us?” Junsu babbled happily, still smiling his mega-watt grin.
“Huh?” Was Yoochun’s bright reply.
Changmin rolled his eyes, impatient to go get that ice-cream he had promised Junsu (and maybe even have Junsu share it with him… hehehe).
“He asked if you wanted to go get ice-cream with us. Really, hyung, you should pay more attention to your surroundings.”
Yoochun leveled him with a glare, but let the comment slide, writing his grumpiness off to being hungry.
“Uh, thanks Su, but not today.”
“Okay!” Not losing a beat, Junsu then called out to Jaejoong, “Yoongwong-hyungie, me and Minnie are going out to get some ice-cream!”
“You’d better save room for dinner, or else! I’ve not been slaving over this hot stove all day just so you can go out and stuff yourself with ice-cream!”
“Boo, you know Changmin’s stomach. He’ll probably end up eating half of Junsu’s ice-cream, come home and end up eating at least 3 plates of your delicious cooking.” Yunho soothed his agitated lover. They heard a giggle, and then the front door slammed closed. Jaejoong sighed, and leaned against his hubby.
“Those two are going to be the death of me.”
“But you love them anyway,” came Yoochun’s comment as he stepped back into the kitchen, interrupting the moment. Jaejoong just sighed again, and went back over to his oven. Yunho watched him go, love reflected in his eyes, then looked over at Yoochun. “Decided not to go with them?”
“Uh, yeah. Listen, I have something I want to talk to you guys about.” Yoochun said, sitting down at the table and nervously running his hand through his hair.
“Does this have anything to do with your dream last night?”
“It… huh?” Yoochun was at a loss for words. “You, uh… you know about that?”
“Oh please, Yoochun,” Jaejoong scoffed, looking offended. “Our room is right next to yours. We could hear you moaning through the walls.”
“Well, I could say the same about you two!” Yoochun shot back, a red flush creeping up on his cheeks. Yunho just shrugged, and stated calmly “We warned you when you took that room what we would be doing. Now,” Yunho began, seeing Yoochun about to protest, “I know you did it to keep the two “babies” innocent, but I’m sure that Changmin wouldn’t have minded all that much. He does have his ‘videos’, after all.”
Yoochun’s scathing remark died on his lips, as the truth of that statement sunk in. Oh well. The decision had been made, and he’d just have to live with it. He coughed, and began again.
“Anyways… you see… there’s this guy…”
“A guy?” Jaejoong interrupted with a smirk. “Who woulda thought, Park Yoochun dreaming about a guy instead of some really, really, ridiculously good looking woman.”
“Shut up!” Yoochun growled, getting exasperated with Jaejoong’s teasing. Jaejoong raised his hands in a placating gesture, realizing he had been taking things to far. He turned back to his cooking, still listening to Yoochun speak.
“ANYWAYS, this guy… I think I’m in love with him.”
“Really?” Yunho raised an eyebrow, surprised.
“Yeah. But the thing is… I don’t know who he is.”
Jaejoong suddenly froze, becoming very still.
“What?” He whispered menacingly.
“I said I don’t know who he is,” Yoochun repeated, oblivious to the imminent danger that now faced him in the form of Jaejoong’s wrath.
“You don’t know who he is?” Jaejoong’s voice slowly increased in volume with each word. “YOU DON’T KNOW WHO HE IS?!?!?!?!?!?! PARK YOOCHUN, I OUGHT TO SKIN YOU ALIVE!!!!”
Yunho quickly jumped up in time to intercept Jaejoong, who had taken a flying leap towards Yoochun in an attempt to physically remove his face. Yoochun scrambled away in fear, knocking over the chair he was sitting on in his haste.
“Yoochun, run! I can’t hold him much longer!”
That was all the prompting Yoochun needed, and he flew out of the kitchen and back into his room, locking the door as Jaejoong’s almost inhuman howls followed after him.
‘What the hell was that about?!’
Tbc…
a/n: Ohhh, seems like Jaejoong and Yunho know who the person in his dreams are too, and Joongie’s not happy about Chunnie not knowing!
Let me know what you guys think!
ilovessyou! Shari, this is for you, girl!
Title: Sweet Dreams Ch. 2
Author: Me!
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Yoosu (with a little bit of JaeHo and MinSu thrown into the mix)
Disclaimer: *sigh* Not mine… but maybe someday…?
Summary: Yoochun is having trouble sleeping. Who could the mysterious person in his dreams be? And once he realizes who it is, what will he do about it? Fluff, smut, angst.
Note: Major bubbly!Junsu, oblivious!Yoochun, umma!Jaejoong, and crafty!Min for all sorts of fluffy funny goodness. ^^
“Minnie, stop it! AHHHHHHH!!!!”
As Yoochun stepped into the kitchen, the loud dolphin squeal hit his ears, and he turned to the other two members located in the kitchen; Jaejoong was bustling around the stove making who-knows-what, and Yunho was reclining at the kitchen table, watching his lover work. Yoochun raised an eyebrow at them in silent question.
“They’re playing soccer on the playstation. Changmin is losing.” Jaejoong said without turning around, as if that explained everything. Yoochun gave him a flat look, used to Jaejoong’s sixth-sense about when the other members were about, then turned to Yunho for answers instead. Yunho sighed, annoyed at having been interrupted from his Joongie-gazing to answer what was, to him, an obvious question.
“He figured that if nobody could beat Junsu in a fair game, he would have to cheat,” Yunho explained with a roll of his eyes. “Obviously, his plan seems to have some merit.”
Yoochun decided it might be worth the risk to his health to see what exactly Changmin had classified as “cheating” (because as we all know, some of Changmin’s more… shall we say ‘adventurous’ ideas had resulted in various bruises and damaged furniture), so he cautiously poked his head through the door connecting the kitchen and the living room. What he saw, though, was something he didn’t expect.
“Minnie!!!! Get… uekyangkyang … off!!!”
Changmin had abandoned his controller and was now sitting between Junsu’s legs, tickling him without mercy. Junsu’s infectious laughter bounced off the walls, making Changmin’s already huge grin grow even wider.
“Not until you say I’ve won,” he said, smirking down at the laughing dolphin boy.
“Okay, okay, you… uekyangkyang… win!!!! Just stop!”
Changmin sat back with a triumphant and smug look on his face. As innocent as the scene was, Yoochun felt the faintest stirring of some emotion he couldn’t place. Was it anger…? Anger at what? At the fact that Changmin was in between Junsu’s spread legs with Junsu lying underneath him, flushed and panting from exertion and looking absolutely hump-able? Wait, what? Nah, couldn’t be that.
Junsu was now pouting up at Changmin, looking so adorably put-out that Changmin couldn’t keep his smirk up. He leaned over and flicked the small nose.
“Don’t pout Junsu-hyung. Let’s go get some ice-cream!”
Junsu’s pout instantly turned into a beaming smile, blinding Changmin, who fell backwards from the awesome force of Junsu’s sparkle-sparkle mode. Junsu leaped to his feet, bringing Changmin with him, which was no easy task considering how much taller and heavier Changmin was compared to him. As he turned towards the kitchen, ready to tell the band-umma where he and Minnie were going, he spotted Yoochun’s head sticking halfway out of the door. Undaunted, he skipped happily over to Yoochun, who failed to notice as he was still lost in thought, swinging Changmin’s hand in his as he dragged him over.
“Chunnie, guess what?! Minnie said he’d get me ice-cream! Do you want to come with us?” Junsu babbled happily, still smiling his mega-watt grin.
“Huh?” Was Yoochun’s bright reply.
Changmin rolled his eyes, impatient to go get that ice-cream he had promised Junsu (and maybe even have Junsu share it with him… hehehe).
“He asked if you wanted to go get ice-cream with us. Really, hyung, you should pay more attention to your surroundings.”
Yoochun leveled him with a glare, but let the comment slide, writing his grumpiness off to being hungry.
“Uh, thanks Su, but not today.”
“Okay!” Not losing a beat, Junsu then called out to Jaejoong, “Yoongwong-hyungie, me and Minnie are going out to get some ice-cream!”
“You’d better save room for dinner, or else! I’ve not been slaving over this hot stove all day just so you can go out and stuff yourself with ice-cream!”
“Boo, you know Changmin’s stomach. He’ll probably end up eating half of Junsu’s ice-cream, come home and end up eating at least 3 plates of your delicious cooking.” Yunho soothed his agitated lover. They heard a giggle, and then the front door slammed closed. Jaejoong sighed, and leaned against his hubby.
“Those two are going to be the death of me.”
“But you love them anyway,” came Yoochun’s comment as he stepped back into the kitchen, interrupting the moment. Jaejoong just sighed again, and went back over to his oven. Yunho watched him go, love reflected in his eyes, then looked over at Yoochun. “Decided not to go with them?”
“Uh, yeah. Listen, I have something I want to talk to you guys about.” Yoochun said, sitting down at the table and nervously running his hand through his hair.
“Does this have anything to do with your dream last night?”
“It… huh?” Yoochun was at a loss for words. “You, uh… you know about that?”
“Oh please, Yoochun,” Jaejoong scoffed, looking offended. “Our room is right next to yours. We could hear you moaning through the walls.”
“Well, I could say the same about you two!” Yoochun shot back, a red flush creeping up on his cheeks. Yunho just shrugged, and stated calmly “We warned you when you took that room what we would be doing. Now,” Yunho began, seeing Yoochun about to protest, “I know you did it to keep the two “babies” innocent, but I’m sure that Changmin wouldn’t have minded all that much. He does have his ‘videos’, after all.”
Yoochun’s scathing remark died on his lips, as the truth of that statement sunk in. Oh well. The decision had been made, and he’d just have to live with it. He coughed, and began again.
“Anyways… you see… there’s this guy…”
“A guy?” Jaejoong interrupted with a smirk. “Who woulda thought, Park Yoochun dreaming about a guy instead of some really, really, ridiculously good looking woman.”
“Shut up!” Yoochun growled, getting exasperated with Jaejoong’s teasing. Jaejoong raised his hands in a placating gesture, realizing he had been taking things to far. He turned back to his cooking, still listening to Yoochun speak.
“ANYWAYS, this guy… I think I’m in love with him.”
“Really?” Yunho raised an eyebrow, surprised.
“Yeah. But the thing is… I don’t know who he is.”
Jaejoong suddenly froze, becoming very still.
“What?” He whispered menacingly.
“I said I don’t know who he is,” Yoochun repeated, oblivious to the imminent danger that now faced him in the form of Jaejoong’s wrath.
“You don’t know who he is?” Jaejoong’s voice slowly increased in volume with each word. “YOU DON’T KNOW WHO HE IS?!?!?!?!?!?! PARK YOOCHUN, I OUGHT TO SKIN YOU ALIVE!!!!”
Yunho quickly jumped up in time to intercept Jaejoong, who had taken a flying leap towards Yoochun in an attempt to physically remove his face. Yoochun scrambled away in fear, knocking over the chair he was sitting on in his haste.
“Yoochun, run! I can’t hold him much longer!”
That was all the prompting Yoochun needed, and he flew out of the kitchen and back into his room, locking the door as Jaejoong’s almost inhuman howls followed after him.
‘What the hell was that about?!’
Tbc…
a/n: Ohhh, seems like Jaejoong and Yunho know who the person in his dreams are too, and Joongie’s not happy about Chunnie not knowing!
Let me know what you guys think!