Make You Mine [2/2] [Two-Shot]
Title: Make You Mine [2/2]
Author: vanillaflair
Chapter: two-shot
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: PG-13
Warning: None I suppose.
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: Yoochun wants to make Junsu his.
A/N: Hi, I like constructive comments + comments. ♥♥♥ ^^ /GOES BACK TO STUDYING/
Part 1: here
Location: Yoochun's room
Yoochun had been lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling for the past 2 hours.
He was trying to think of how to start a text conversation with Junsu.
He wanted to text a 'hi' but realised that it's too abrupt.
He'd thought of 'Hi Junsu, I'm Yoochun, one of Changmin's friends. I was the one who was had just finished eating the pasta when you came to say hi. :D' but then Junsu would then text back 'What do you want?' and Yoochun wouldn't know how to reply and their conversation would die there.
A 'Hey, I wanna get to know more about you' sounds too suggestive too.
Yoochun sighed. He never knew thinking of a text could be this hard.
He feels as though his head is going to explode from all this thinking.
Maybe it would be better to ask someone else he thought.
And who better to ask then Shim Changmin?
He took out his mobile and dialled Changmin's number.
Ring.
Ring
Ring.
"Sup, ya callin' da underdawg here!"
Yoochun scoffed, "Hello underMin. I have a problem,"
"Hi Yoo-- WHAT HAPPENED TO JUNSU?!" the man on the other line suddenly panicked.
"Huh? Wait dude, I haven't even introduce myself to him,"
"...I wonder why I gave you his phone number,"
"BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY HI TO HIM,"
Changmin burst out laughing.
Yoochun scowled. He really didn't need that right now.
"YEAH HAHA. I'M SO SORRY I GOT TO GO NOW. I'LL TEXT YOU SOMETHING & YOU'LL JUST FORWARD IT TO JUNSU, ALRIGHT? Hahaha, oh my god, you can't be serious," and with that Changmin ended the phone call.
And really, Changmin wasn't much of a help.
Yoochun thought the text Changmin will send to him would be very helpful.
But no it wasn't.
Nope, not at all.
It made Yoochun want to drive over to Changmin's house right then and give him a bashing.
This was what the text said:
'Hey babe with a nice ass~! 8D I'm Yoochun, I really wanna get to know you better. Ya wanna hang out sometimes? *winkwink* ;D Call me! Hehehhehe.'
So poor Yoochun was back to square one.
After another 3 hours of pondering, he decided that he should be a man & just text Junsu:
'Hello Junsu, I'm Changmin's friend, Yoochun. You want to go for a drink? My treat. ^^'
A few minutes later;
‘OH HELLO. SURE, I WAS BORED ANYWAY. BTW, WERE YOU THAT GUY WITH THOSE FAKE LIPS? 8D'
Yoochun was puzzled. What fake lips? He replied;
'Fake lips?'
It didn't even take Junsu a minute to reply this time;
'Oh, I didn't mean to offend you. BUT YOUR LIPS LOOKED TOO PERFECTLY SHAPED TO BE REAL SO I CALL IT FAKE LIPS. 8DDD
Lmao, I'll meet you @ Zouk @ 7!'
Unconsciously, Yoochun found himself in front of the mirror staring at his lips.
Location: Zouk
Yoochun liked Junsu's ass.
Really, really liked it.
He liked how those tight black skinnies were wrapping around those pretty babies.
"Hey uhh- Junsu," he greeted the waiting man.
"Hey Fake Lips!" Junsu giggled.
Yoochun decided that he liked Junsu's laughter.
They drank & talked like old buddies.
Yoochun felt as though he'd long known Junsu.
They talked about many things.
Particularly about Changmin, since he was the common topic.
Junsu talked alot & Yoochun liked listening to his voice.
His cute voice.
And he enjoyed making Junsu laugh because that means getting to listen to the other's laughter.
Location: Park
Who would have thought that Junsu would help send Yoochun home? Drunk Yoochun, to be exact.
"Junsu, you're so cute~" Wait, what was he saying?
He had his arms around Junsu's shoulder for support.
He felt like he was floating and he didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol or having Junsu so close to him.
"I can't believe my alchohol tolerance is better than yours," Junsu giggled.
"Yah, tell me about my lips. They're pretty aren't they?" Yoochun kinda liked his drunk self now.
"Very," Junsu smiled. "So kissable. If I were a girl, I'd kiss you."
"But I don't like girlsssss~ I like guys~ I like youuu..."
"You're drunk hyung, erm, where's your apartment again? I should've gotten a taxi right?"
"Junsu..."
"Haha, to think we'd get lost in the park. Silly us,"
Yoochun unclinged his drunkard self from Junsu and mumbled an apology.
Was he scaring the other?
"I'm sorry, I'm drunk I guess. I'll make my own way home now. Hic... You don't like me? It's okay..."
He tried to walk away but he ended up staggering instead.
Location: Yoochun's bedroom
His head was spinning when he got up.
Oh my god, what happened again?
Good thing it was a Saturday, meaning there wasn't any school.
Yoochun suddenly cursed remembering the scare he had gave Junsu yesterday.
Why was he so stupid? Changmin might kill him.
In his daze, he took out his mobile and texted Junsu;
'Sorry about last night...'
He honestly thought that the latter wouldn't reply.
Who would after spending a traumatic night with him?
But Junsu did. Junsu replied;
'It's okay Fake Lips. 8)
Err... Are you having a hangover?
I'm by the neighbourhood, I'll drop by and pass you some breakfast if you'd like. ^o^'
Yoochun replied that he'd like it very much. He felt so relieved.
He really, really liked Junsu now.
His heart feels like it was racing.
Location: Yoochun's living room
"Oh, and I've also brought some painkillers for your headaches," Junsu handed the porridge he'd bought.
Yoochun thanked him. He was too happy for words now. He felt... so cared for.
"You're okay, right?"
"Yeah... Sorry again..."
Junsu fidgeted with his fingers, "Uhm, Changmin kinda told me."
Oh my god, Yoochun thought. Told him what?
"I like your lips, hyung" it came out as a whisper.
Yoochun almost choked on his porridge, "Junsu?"
"…Do...you like me?"
Those two pretty almond shaped eyes stared at him. As if searching for the answer from his own eyes
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“I shall call you Fake Butt,” Yoochun teased and poked his lover’s nose.
Junsu felt insulted, “Why?!”
“Because you’re butt looks too perfectly shaped to be real, therefore I shall call you Fake Butt!”
With that, he let his lips--- “Fake Lips” hover over Junsu's before kissing him fully.
Yoochun must thank Changmin, he thought to himself.
Author: vanillaflair
Chapter: two-shot
Pairing: Yoosu
Rating: PG-13
Warning: None I suppose.
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys.
Summary: Yoochun wants to make Junsu his.
A/N: Hi, I like constructive comments + comments. ♥♥♥ ^^ /GOES BACK TO STUDYING/
Part 1: here
Location: Yoochun's room
Yoochun had been lying on his bed and staring at the ceiling for the past 2 hours.
He was trying to think of how to start a text conversation with Junsu.
He wanted to text a 'hi' but realised that it's too abrupt.
He'd thought of 'Hi Junsu, I'm Yoochun, one of Changmin's friends. I was the one who was had just finished eating the pasta when you came to say hi. :D' but then Junsu would then text back 'What do you want?' and Yoochun wouldn't know how to reply and their conversation would die there.
A 'Hey, I wanna get to know more about you' sounds too suggestive too.
Yoochun sighed. He never knew thinking of a text could be this hard.
He feels as though his head is going to explode from all this thinking.
Maybe it would be better to ask someone else he thought.
And who better to ask then Shim Changmin?
He took out his mobile and dialled Changmin's number.
Ring.
Ring
Ring.
"Sup, ya callin' da underdawg here!"
Yoochun scoffed, "Hello underMin. I have a problem,"
"Hi Yoo-- WHAT HAPPENED TO JUNSU?!" the man on the other line suddenly panicked.
"Huh? Wait dude, I haven't even introduce myself to him,"
"...I wonder why I gave you his phone number,"
"BUT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY HI TO HIM,"
Changmin burst out laughing.
Yoochun scowled. He really didn't need that right now.
"YEAH HAHA. I'M SO SORRY I GOT TO GO NOW. I'LL TEXT YOU SOMETHING & YOU'LL JUST FORWARD IT TO JUNSU, ALRIGHT? Hahaha, oh my god, you can't be serious," and with that Changmin ended the phone call.
And really, Changmin wasn't much of a help.
Yoochun thought the text Changmin will send to him would be very helpful.
But no it wasn't.
Nope, not at all.
It made Yoochun want to drive over to Changmin's house right then and give him a bashing.
This was what the text said:
'Hey babe with a nice ass~! 8D I'm Yoochun, I really wanna get to know you better. Ya wanna hang out sometimes? *winkwink* ;D Call me! Hehehhehe.'
So poor Yoochun was back to square one.
After another 3 hours of pondering, he decided that he should be a man & just text Junsu:
'Hello Junsu, I'm Changmin's friend, Yoochun. You want to go for a drink? My treat. ^^'
A few minutes later;
‘OH HELLO. SURE, I WAS BORED ANYWAY. BTW, WERE YOU THAT GUY WITH THOSE FAKE LIPS? 8D'
Yoochun was puzzled. What fake lips? He replied;
'Fake lips?'
It didn't even take Junsu a minute to reply this time;
'Oh, I didn't mean to offend you. BUT YOUR LIPS LOOKED TOO PERFECTLY SHAPED TO BE REAL SO I CALL IT FAKE LIPS. 8DDD
Lmao, I'll meet you @ Zouk @ 7!'
Unconsciously, Yoochun found himself in front of the mirror staring at his lips.
Location: Zouk
Yoochun liked Junsu's ass.
Really, really liked it.
He liked how those tight black skinnies were wrapping around those pretty babies.
"Hey uhh- Junsu," he greeted the waiting man.
"Hey Fake Lips!" Junsu giggled.
Yoochun decided that he liked Junsu's laughter.
They drank & talked like old buddies.
Yoochun felt as though he'd long known Junsu.
They talked about many things.
Particularly about Changmin, since he was the common topic.
Junsu talked alot & Yoochun liked listening to his voice.
His cute voice.
And he enjoyed making Junsu laugh because that means getting to listen to the other's laughter.
Location: Park
Who would have thought that Junsu would help send Yoochun home? Drunk Yoochun, to be exact.
"Junsu, you're so cute~" Wait, what was he saying?
He had his arms around Junsu's shoulder for support.
He felt like he was floating and he didn't know if it was the effect of the alcohol or having Junsu so close to him.
"I can't believe my alchohol tolerance is better than yours," Junsu giggled.
"Yah, tell me about my lips. They're pretty aren't they?" Yoochun kinda liked his drunk self now.
"Very," Junsu smiled. "So kissable. If I were a girl, I'd kiss you."
"But I don't like girlsssss~ I like guys~ I like youuu..."
"You're drunk hyung, erm, where's your apartment again? I should've gotten a taxi right?"
"Junsu..."
"Haha, to think we'd get lost in the park. Silly us,"
Yoochun unclinged his drunkard self from Junsu and mumbled an apology.
Was he scaring the other?
"I'm sorry, I'm drunk I guess. I'll make my own way home now. Hic... You don't like me? It's okay..."
He tried to walk away but he ended up staggering instead.
Location: Yoochun's bedroom
His head was spinning when he got up.
Oh my god, what happened again?
Good thing it was a Saturday, meaning there wasn't any school.
Yoochun suddenly cursed remembering the scare he had gave Junsu yesterday.
Why was he so stupid? Changmin might kill him.
In his daze, he took out his mobile and texted Junsu;
'Sorry about last night...'
He honestly thought that the latter wouldn't reply.
Who would after spending a traumatic night with him?
But Junsu did. Junsu replied;
'It's okay Fake Lips. 8)
Err... Are you having a hangover?
I'm by the neighbourhood, I'll drop by and pass you some breakfast if you'd like. ^o^'
Yoochun replied that he'd like it very much. He felt so relieved.
He really, really liked Junsu now.
His heart feels like it was racing.
Location: Yoochun's living room
"Oh, and I've also brought some painkillers for your headaches," Junsu handed the porridge he'd bought.
Yoochun thanked him. He was too happy for words now. He felt... so cared for.
"You're okay, right?"
"Yeah... Sorry again..."
Junsu fidgeted with his fingers, "Uhm, Changmin kinda told me."
Oh my god, Yoochun thought. Told him what?
"I like your lips, hyung" it came out as a whisper.
Yoochun almost choked on his porridge, "Junsu?"
"…Do...you like me?"
Those two pretty almond shaped eyes stared at him. As if searching for the answer from his own eyes
--------------------------------------------------------------
“I shall call you Fake Butt,” Yoochun teased and poked his lover’s nose.
Junsu felt insulted, “Why?!”
“Because you’re butt looks too perfectly shaped to be real, therefore I shall call you Fake Butt!”
With that, he let his lips--- “Fake Lips” hover over Junsu's before kissing him fully.
Yoochun must thank Changmin, he thought to himself.