Nichkhun/Chansung: P.S This Note is for You

Aug 23, 2009 22:40

Title: P.S. This Note is for You
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: 2PM
Pairing: Nichkhun/Chansung
Word Count: 864
Summary: Nichkhun writes a little love note for Chansung.
Notes: this has been sitting around on my hd for a while, and i decided to finish it. sadly, though, it turned out really ... gross. sigh. oh well, what can you do when you live in a shoe?



p.s this note is for you

It starts with a note. It starts with the note that Nickhun writes to Chansung one day after he had gathered all his courage. Nickhun slips the note under Chansung’s pillow and runs out of the room in fear of getting caught. On his way out of the room he bumps into Jaebum by accident.

“Watch where you’re going!” Jaebum yells. “God, Khun, don’t you have eyes?”

“Sorry! Sorry! I just-” Nichkhun looks around the apartment frantically and freezes when he sees Chansung coming towards them. “Sorry, Jay! I got to go now!”

*

Chansung flops down onto his bed in a mess. His arms curl underneath his pillow, fingering the piece of paper beneath it. Wait... piece of paper? He takes it out and looks at it, confused. He opens it up and his eyes widen, his face turning red instantly. He reaches for a pen that’s on the bedside table and scribbles on it.

Seemingly satisfied, Chansung gets up and marches over to the recipient of the note. He gives the Thai boy his best glare and quickly runs back to the safety of his room. He doesn’t want to be there when Nichkhun opens the note.



*

Nichkhun’s face fell immediately after reading Chansung’s response. Of course the answer would have been no, but he didn’t expect Chansung to draw a whole new box for another option. Sighing, Nichkhun crumples up the note and throws it across the room.

Stupid Chansung.



*

Nichkhun decides he should just ignore Chansung from now on. No wonder Chansung didn’t want him, Nichkhun thinks, he has this whole magnae thing going on with Jinwoon. He squashes his immediate jealousy down. Fine, if Chansung had his own thing then surely, Nichkhun has one too.

Nichkhun has this thing going on with ... his fans.

Yes, that’s it.

Chansung who?

...then again. Fans who?

*

Jaebum kicks him.

“What was that for?” Nichkhun cries as he inspects his injured leg.

“Stop fucking sulking.”

“I’m not sulking,” Nichkhun replies, pouting. “Do you see this? There’s a bruise!”

Jaebum looks closely at Nichkhun’s leg. “No there isn’t stupid, it’s just red.”

“The bruise is forming, stupid.”

“Shut the fuck up,” Jaebum says, “I’m leader. I know what’s what. And it’s red, you idiot.”

“Jaebum-”

“Anyway, just stop fucking sulking, okay?”

“I said I wasn’t sulking!” Nichkhun shouts. “How do you even know what sulking is?”

“I know,” Jaebum huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. Nichkhun raises an eyebrow and Jaebum huffs some more. “Okay, fine, Kwon said you were sulking and to see what was wrong, okay?”

“Boyfriend’s got you whipped.” Nichkhun makes the whipping motion with his hand.

“He does not,” Jaebum says frowning. “That’s not the fucking point, Khun. The point is your sulking.”

“How many times do I have to tell-”

Jaebum shoves a crumpled piece of paper in his face. Nichkhun’s face turns red when he realizes what it is. He grabs it out of Jaebum’s hands.

“Where did you get this?” He hisses and stuffs it in his pocket.

“I found it on the floor.” Jaebum smirks. “You like Chansung~”

“Shut up,” Nichkhun snaps.

“Nichkhun likes Chansung~”

“Jaebum,” Nichkhun says warningly.

Jaebum grins. “Well, what are you going to do about it?”

“Nothing.” Nichkhun pouts again. “He doesn’t like me, obviously.”

“Of course he does,” Jaebum tells him.

“How do you know?”

“I just know.”

“No, really,” Nichkhun presses, “how do you know?”

“I heard it from a friend, who heard it from a friend, who heard it from a friend.”

“In other words,” Nichkhun starts, “Jo Kwon has been spreading gossip.”

“Yeah, basically.” Jaebum puts a hand on his friend’s shoulder, squeezing slightly. “This time, though, Kwon knows what he’s talking about. Why don’t you just confront Chansung?”

“What good is that going to do?”

“Well, you see, this friend who heard from a friend, who heard from a friend says that-”

“Okay, okay,” Nichkhun laughs, “I get it. I’ll go talk to him.”

“Good,” Jaebum says. “As long as you stop fucking sulking.”

*

Nichkhun barges into Chansung’s room and the younger man looks distressed.

“Hyung?”

“I like you.” Nichkhun feels his tongue getting tied in some kind of knot that is going to choke him alive but he keeps talking. “I really, really, really, like you.”

“I...ugh...”

“I think your old magnae face is cute,” Nichkhun continues, “I think your abs are to fucking die for, I think your arms are the sexiest things my eyes have ever laid eyes on. I think you’re extra delicious when you lick your lips and-”

Nichkhun would have continued his long list of why he likes Chansung so much... except, he’s in a predicament. Currently, Chansung has his extra delicious lips on Nichkhun’s. And, if Nichkhun is being honest (and he likes to be honest) this is the best kiss he’s ever had.

“Why-”

“It’s the only way you’d shut up,” Chansung says, smirking.

“Oh. Hey!”

“Now would be a perfect time to shut up.” Chansung kisses Nichkhun again and yeah, shutting up isn’t so bad. Especially if - oh god, how’d he know how to do that?

*

& i have a request post up here! check it out, yeah? ;)

fandom: 2pm, pairing: chansung/nichkhun, rating: pg-13

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