Pichun (3/?)
Title: Pichun (3/?)
Author: Shinnykinz
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae
Rating:pg-13+
Genre: Romance, Comedy (Possible Drama)
Summary: The Yoosu couple has found itself competition in the form of the Pichun couple and Junsu is not gonna have any of that.
Chapter 3
Junsu noticed that, maybe, just maybe, he was over doing the whole plan to beat the pichun couple but honestly, he really, really was bored, and really, really did not NOT being the key word, like that the over sea fans had this god awful affinity for ‘Pichun’ couple.
Seriously where in seven hells did they even get that idea? Yoochun never even spent time with the guy?!!! That was all Jaejoong hyung, yet here he was, poor little Junsu competing for affection from his own band mate from a damn Japanese guy with an affinity for foreign people and didn’t even dance nearly as sexy and awesomely as he did. So HOW was he loosing this damn competition?!
“Junsu hyung…any reason you’re stabbing the magazine with your pen?” Changmin asked, eyebrow raised while trying and failing miserably to open a bag of chips.
“wha?” Junsu did his best impersonation of a fish out of water, considering he really didn’t know what Changmin meant.
“The magazine.” He motioned with this head toward the object and Junsu followed it the table where he currently was holding a black ball point pen, that looked expensive and more than likely wasn’t his, going through what was once a picture of Yamapi on the cover of one of the many magazines that Jaejoong bought to read.
“Why are you or were you stabbing at it?” and pop the bag of chips flew open and a few chips fell on the table and one under the sofa. Jaejoong wasn’t gonna be happy when he found that little gem there come his next cleaning fiesta he had at random days of the month.
Junsu looked at Changmin like the boy had grown a new head and said person was way more focused on the snack in his hand.
“I wasn’t stabbing it.” Junsu even looked affronted and felt so. How dare he insinuate that?
“What then? We got rats?” Changmin offered.
“RATS!!?” Jaejoongs voice startled them both. “What rats? There had better be no rats? How can there even be any rats were on the damned 14th floor, they can’t possibly be up here, and this is all your faults how many times have I said do not eat food out of the kitchen? It draws in the damn bugs and mice, and now we have rats!?” Jaejoong was already too far gone in his charade for the two to even bother with correcting him and just let him rant and go yell to their leader for not enforcing the damn rule and now they had rats!
“No, I hope not or you will be banned from the kitchen.” Junsu said and Changmin paled at the thought.
“Well?”
“What happened? Jaejoong hyung came down the hall screaming rats and now he is in the bedroom screaming bloody murder to Yunho hyung.” Yoochun intervened in their conversation, the two just shrugged at him and Changmin sat on the seat across from the TV.
Junsu did make note that Yoochun was behind the couch that was the furthest from him. Usually in times like this Chun-face would have plopped down right next to him and proceed to annoy the living daylights out of him.
Maybe, Junsu had really taken the whole Pichun thing a little too far.
“Hey is that Yamapi on the cover?” and then Junsu saw red. Maybe he hadn’t taken it nearly far enough.
“No, I don’t think it is, why?” and this time he looked straight at Yoochun in the eye, daring him to say anything just anything remotely related to anything Yamapi, which of course would be, but if Yoochun played his cards right, he might just live.
“No reason, Jaejoong was looking for the magazine earlier that had him on the cover, something about his interview or some shit.” And Junsu heaved a sigh of relief.
“Ah.”
“Why is the cover all torn up?” and this time he leaned over the sofa trying to get a better look at what once was a magazine.
“Junsu was stabbing at it.” Changmin offered his two cents.
“I was not stabbing at it! Stop saying that!” and Junsu kicked Changmins shin.
“Fine the imaginary rats did it.”
And a pillow flew at his face knocking down his chips bag down on the floor and spilling its contents all over the floor.
“Fuck.”
“I TOLD YOU! SEE! Food on the floor everywhere! And you say we don’t have rats!? I’m just surprised it took this long for them to show up!” and Jaejoong came into the living room dragging a very tired looking Yunho through the door way.
“Get to it now,” and Jaejoong pushed Yunho ahead of him. “Discipline them, you are the leader.”
“Alright, alright! Guys, look, we’ve been-” and Yunho got cut off by Changmin who was on the floor scrambling to get the chips off the floor.
“We don’t have Rats, this is all Junsus fault for stabbing the damned magazine to unrecognizable condition and not owning up to the fact and blaming imaginary rats.” And Changmin had that annoyed tone of voice that meant shit was about to fly and no one knew which direction.
“I did no-” and Junsu got cut off as well.
“Yes. Yes you did. I saw you; in fact I watched you for a good whole minute grumble and grind your teeth as you mutilated what was once the face of Yamapi.” And this time he turned to Junsu and gave up his hunt for the potato.
“Look we know ok. We all know that you have suddenly developed this ungodly hate or dislike or what have you for Yamashita-san that somehow seems to manifest itself into the form of Yoochun suffocation but FOR FUCKS SAKE whatever it is, just tell someone or something because it’s been 2 weeks of you mutilating my snacks in the process of this THING. Fix it!” and he stormed out of the room pushing Yunho and Jaejoong aside and stomping his feet like a pre-teen that didn’t get his way and slamming the door shut behind him.
Junsu for the most part was stuck, his eyes had gotten real wide and the grip on the pen that didn’t belong to him had gotten really tight and his knuckles had gone white.
Was he really that oblivious with his dislike for Yamapi?
“Junsu?” Yoochun said slowly and he really didn’t know how to go about this, trust Changmin to start the pile of crap and leave everyone to clean up after him. It was quiet for a whole minute, everyone staring at Junsu and just when Yoochun thought it was over and the awkward almost had dissipated from the room Junsu had to open his mouth.
“He took away Yoosu!” he blurted really loud and suddenly it was there, out there for all to know and his chest felt lighter but his face felt like it was on fire, Junsu didn’t know what to do as all the eyes in the room were fixed on him and he heard the door to Changmins bedroom open and close and suddenly the youngest was all so looking at him.
Was it really that strange what he said?
“Took Yoosu away?” and Junsus question was answered, yes it was really strange.
TBC~
A/N: Hello all and welcome once again. Yay. I wrote something I’m proud of myself and I hope that you all like it as much as I liked writing it. If you all can’t tell by now, I really, really love writing in Junsus POV and LOVE when I can get Changminnie in the story and either make him snarky or just plain bitchy.
Your love and comments are LOVED ~S2~
Author: Shinnykinz
Pairing: Yoosu, Yunjae
Rating:pg-13+
Genre: Romance, Comedy (Possible Drama)
Summary: The Yoosu couple has found itself competition in the form of the Pichun couple and Junsu is not gonna have any of that.
Chapter 3
Junsu noticed that, maybe, just maybe, he was over doing the whole plan to beat the pichun couple but honestly, he really, really was bored, and really, really did not NOT being the key word, like that the over sea fans had this god awful affinity for ‘Pichun’ couple.
Seriously where in seven hells did they even get that idea? Yoochun never even spent time with the guy?!!! That was all Jaejoong hyung, yet here he was, poor little Junsu competing for affection from his own band mate from a damn Japanese guy with an affinity for foreign people and didn’t even dance nearly as sexy and awesomely as he did. So HOW was he loosing this damn competition?!
“Junsu hyung…any reason you’re stabbing the magazine with your pen?” Changmin asked, eyebrow raised while trying and failing miserably to open a bag of chips.
“wha?” Junsu did his best impersonation of a fish out of water, considering he really didn’t know what Changmin meant.
“The magazine.” He motioned with this head toward the object and Junsu followed it the table where he currently was holding a black ball point pen, that looked expensive and more than likely wasn’t his, going through what was once a picture of Yamapi on the cover of one of the many magazines that Jaejoong bought to read.
“Why are you or were you stabbing at it?” and pop the bag of chips flew open and a few chips fell on the table and one under the sofa. Jaejoong wasn’t gonna be happy when he found that little gem there come his next cleaning fiesta he had at random days of the month.
Junsu looked at Changmin like the boy had grown a new head and said person was way more focused on the snack in his hand.
“I wasn’t stabbing it.” Junsu even looked affronted and felt so. How dare he insinuate that?
“What then? We got rats?” Changmin offered.
“RATS!!?” Jaejoongs voice startled them both. “What rats? There had better be no rats? How can there even be any rats were on the damned 14th floor, they can’t possibly be up here, and this is all your faults how many times have I said do not eat food out of the kitchen? It draws in the damn bugs and mice, and now we have rats!?” Jaejoong was already too far gone in his charade for the two to even bother with correcting him and just let him rant and go yell to their leader for not enforcing the damn rule and now they had rats!
“No, I hope not or you will be banned from the kitchen.” Junsu said and Changmin paled at the thought.
“Well?”
“What happened? Jaejoong hyung came down the hall screaming rats and now he is in the bedroom screaming bloody murder to Yunho hyung.” Yoochun intervened in their conversation, the two just shrugged at him and Changmin sat on the seat across from the TV.
Junsu did make note that Yoochun was behind the couch that was the furthest from him. Usually in times like this Chun-face would have plopped down right next to him and proceed to annoy the living daylights out of him.
Maybe, Junsu had really taken the whole Pichun thing a little too far.
“Hey is that Yamapi on the cover?” and then Junsu saw red. Maybe he hadn’t taken it nearly far enough.
“No, I don’t think it is, why?” and this time he looked straight at Yoochun in the eye, daring him to say anything just anything remotely related to anything Yamapi, which of course would be, but if Yoochun played his cards right, he might just live.
“No reason, Jaejoong was looking for the magazine earlier that had him on the cover, something about his interview or some shit.” And Junsu heaved a sigh of relief.
“Ah.”
“Why is the cover all torn up?” and this time he leaned over the sofa trying to get a better look at what once was a magazine.
“Junsu was stabbing at it.” Changmin offered his two cents.
“I was not stabbing at it! Stop saying that!” and Junsu kicked Changmins shin.
“Fine the imaginary rats did it.”
And a pillow flew at his face knocking down his chips bag down on the floor and spilling its contents all over the floor.
“Fuck.”
“I TOLD YOU! SEE! Food on the floor everywhere! And you say we don’t have rats!? I’m just surprised it took this long for them to show up!” and Jaejoong came into the living room dragging a very tired looking Yunho through the door way.
“Get to it now,” and Jaejoong pushed Yunho ahead of him. “Discipline them, you are the leader.”
“Alright, alright! Guys, look, we’ve been-” and Yunho got cut off by Changmin who was on the floor scrambling to get the chips off the floor.
“We don’t have Rats, this is all Junsus fault for stabbing the damned magazine to unrecognizable condition and not owning up to the fact and blaming imaginary rats.” And Changmin had that annoyed tone of voice that meant shit was about to fly and no one knew which direction.
“I did no-” and Junsu got cut off as well.
“Yes. Yes you did. I saw you; in fact I watched you for a good whole minute grumble and grind your teeth as you mutilated what was once the face of Yamapi.” And this time he turned to Junsu and gave up his hunt for the potato.
“Look we know ok. We all know that you have suddenly developed this ungodly hate or dislike or what have you for Yamashita-san that somehow seems to manifest itself into the form of Yoochun suffocation but FOR FUCKS SAKE whatever it is, just tell someone or something because it’s been 2 weeks of you mutilating my snacks in the process of this THING. Fix it!” and he stormed out of the room pushing Yunho and Jaejoong aside and stomping his feet like a pre-teen that didn’t get his way and slamming the door shut behind him.
Junsu for the most part was stuck, his eyes had gotten real wide and the grip on the pen that didn’t belong to him had gotten really tight and his knuckles had gone white.
Was he really that oblivious with his dislike for Yamapi?
“Junsu?” Yoochun said slowly and he really didn’t know how to go about this, trust Changmin to start the pile of crap and leave everyone to clean up after him. It was quiet for a whole minute, everyone staring at Junsu and just when Yoochun thought it was over and the awkward almost had dissipated from the room Junsu had to open his mouth.
“He took away Yoosu!” he blurted really loud and suddenly it was there, out there for all to know and his chest felt lighter but his face felt like it was on fire, Junsu didn’t know what to do as all the eyes in the room were fixed on him and he heard the door to Changmins bedroom open and close and suddenly the youngest was all so looking at him.
Was it really that strange what he said?
“Took Yoosu away?” and Junsus question was answered, yes it was really strange.
TBC~
A/N: Hello all and welcome once again. Yay. I wrote something I’m proud of myself and I hope that you all like it as much as I liked writing it. If you all can’t tell by now, I really, really love writing in Junsus POV and LOVE when I can get Changminnie in the story and either make him snarky or just plain bitchy.
Your love and comments are LOVED ~S2~