the pioneers of dance (1/2)
→ the pioneers of dance. (1/2)
ot5, jaejoong/yoochun (bff), yunho/jaejoong, changmin/yoochun; pg-13.
in which tvxq are the pioneers of dance and enter a world-famous b-boy competition.
seven in the morning.
yunho is always first to wake up, but on stressful days like this, everyone is awake, bright and early. well, not quite that early, the semi-finalist rounds are at nine am, so they only have two hours to prepare. jaejoong's been in the washroom for over thirty minutes fixing his hair and checking out his pecs; yunho's been waiting outside the door to get a chance to empty his super-duper-way-too full bladder.
but let's recap from yesterday night's events.
the hotel room is a mess, and everyone's drunk, well, not so much yoochun which is a total surprise because he can hold his liquor well. he decided not to drink because we wanted to be fully competent in filling out the last minute forms for the competition the next day.
jaejoong's the most drunk, a close second is yunho, a far third is junsu, and changmin has been drinking lemonade. he's of age and everything, but he just hates the taste of it on his tongue, he exclaims 'it burns!' every time he drinks alcohol. yoochun is just about to finish up the forms when he gets to the last question.
'hey you guys, what's our name?'
'what are you talking about? my name is jaejoong and you're yoochun.'
yoochun finds it odd that jaejoong's grammar is still on par with changmin's even when he's drunk.
'no, i mean the name of our group.'
'dbsk! we should call ourselves dbsk! dancing boys south korea! it's perfect!'
an intoxicated yunho is slurring his words a bit, but yoochun can pretty much understand what he's saying. he writes 'dbsk' down on the form and he notices everyone is knocked out dead cold on the floor.
'hey changmin, can you help me?'
changmin looks up from the couch and sees yoochun trying to get everyone up and into bed. he sighs as he stands up and goes to help. when the two of them get everyone to bed, yoochun is about to go to sleep in his room when changmin comes up from behind him and hugs his waist.
'say yoochun, since everyone is knocked out cold, how about we have a little fun of our own?'
changmin smiles slyly as yoochun blushes and changmin takes him by the hand and the last thing that can be seen out of the room is a passionate kiss and the door closes.
so now it's seven in the morning and yunho is waiting for jaejoong to finish up in the washroom because the world doesn't revolve around kim jaejoong. after a total of thirty-seven minutes (yes, yunho was keeping count), jaejoong finally comes and yunho does have to admit, his hair does look good today.
as jaejoong is about to walk back to his room to change, yunho grabs him by the arm and pulls him into a kiss. he kisses jaejoong for a total of twenty-seconds (yes, yunho was counting the seconds in his head), and jaejoong finally pulls back, trying to catch his breath. his breathing is rough and yunho just laughs as he walks into the bathroom.
'what was that for?!'
'for taking so long and for not letting me make love to you these past few days.'
'but- that was because...i didn't want my hips to hurt!'
yunho grins as he closes the door and jaejoong walks away to change, a light pink blush tinting his cheeks. jaejoong's walking down the hallway to his room, as yoochun walks out of his room, looking like shit.
'whoa, yoochun. why do you look so terrible this morning? are you sick? because if you are, then i have no idea how we're going to compete in the competition.'
'...no...i'm not sick...it's just...my hips...kind of hurt...'
jaejoong gasps and turns his head to see a smirking changmin walk out of yoochun's room, wearing the matching bottom, to yoochun's top, or was it changmin's to begin with? he thinks for a second, but throws the thought away as changmin walks up to yoochun and whispers in his ear, and jaejoong swears that he can see the faintest blush around the back of yoochun's cheek, near his ear.
by the time everyone is finished in the bathroom and with a change of attire, they head down to the rented out studio of the competition holders. the five of them set down their bags and bottles of water filled with vitamins and electrolytes.
'okay, let's try the tutting first, because the last time we did tutting was about two weeks ago, so it's the one we're rustiest on.'
because jaejoong is the best at tutting in the group, he starts out the routine with a tutting move with the hands, then moves into the arm tutting. the worst one with tutting would have to be yoochun, so jaejoong helps him on it.
'how do i get my hand to go back all the way?'
jaejoong grabs yoochun's right hand and bends the hand all the way down the opposite way, and a loud crack echos through the studio. after a few minutes of tutting, which is the first part of their two minute routine, they move onto threading, which is junsu's best move. he starts out a one-handed thread with him balancing on his left hand and his legs are in a thread.
overall, the whole group is good at threading, but the one who probably needs the most improvement is changmin because his long legs always hit jaejoong when he's trying to thread. they practice threading, which is the second part of the routine, for a good fifteen minutes.
by that time, it's already eight-thirty, so they only have thirty more minutes to get to the venue and warm up.
'aw man, we won't get enough time to warm up, or even practice and maybe even redo some parts of the routine.'
yunho looks at changmin who looks depressed, but yunho smiles.
'don't worry, how do you think we made it all the way to the semi-finalist round? with sheer willpower and awesome dance moves.'
his corny speech actually works and the rest of the members feel more confident. but by the time the get to the stage at nine, there's over ten other dance crews and dbsk is definitely feeling the pressure.
ot5, jaejoong/yoochun (bff), yunho/jaejoong, changmin/yoochun; pg-13.
in which tvxq are the pioneers of dance and enter a world-famous b-boy competition.
seven in the morning.
yunho is always first to wake up, but on stressful days like this, everyone is awake, bright and early. well, not quite that early, the semi-finalist rounds are at nine am, so they only have two hours to prepare. jaejoong's been in the washroom for over thirty minutes fixing his hair and checking out his pecs; yunho's been waiting outside the door to get a chance to empty his super-duper-way-too full bladder.
but let's recap from yesterday night's events.
the hotel room is a mess, and everyone's drunk, well, not so much yoochun which is a total surprise because he can hold his liquor well. he decided not to drink because we wanted to be fully competent in filling out the last minute forms for the competition the next day.
jaejoong's the most drunk, a close second is yunho, a far third is junsu, and changmin has been drinking lemonade. he's of age and everything, but he just hates the taste of it on his tongue, he exclaims 'it burns!' every time he drinks alcohol. yoochun is just about to finish up the forms when he gets to the last question.
'hey you guys, what's our name?'
'what are you talking about? my name is jaejoong and you're yoochun.'
yoochun finds it odd that jaejoong's grammar is still on par with changmin's even when he's drunk.
'no, i mean the name of our group.'
'dbsk! we should call ourselves dbsk! dancing boys south korea! it's perfect!'
an intoxicated yunho is slurring his words a bit, but yoochun can pretty much understand what he's saying. he writes 'dbsk' down on the form and he notices everyone is knocked out dead cold on the floor.
'hey changmin, can you help me?'
changmin looks up from the couch and sees yoochun trying to get everyone up and into bed. he sighs as he stands up and goes to help. when the two of them get everyone to bed, yoochun is about to go to sleep in his room when changmin comes up from behind him and hugs his waist.
'say yoochun, since everyone is knocked out cold, how about we have a little fun of our own?'
changmin smiles slyly as yoochun blushes and changmin takes him by the hand and the last thing that can be seen out of the room is a passionate kiss and the door closes.
so now it's seven in the morning and yunho is waiting for jaejoong to finish up in the washroom because the world doesn't revolve around kim jaejoong. after a total of thirty-seven minutes (yes, yunho was keeping count), jaejoong finally comes and yunho does have to admit, his hair does look good today.
as jaejoong is about to walk back to his room to change, yunho grabs him by the arm and pulls him into a kiss. he kisses jaejoong for a total of twenty-seconds (yes, yunho was counting the seconds in his head), and jaejoong finally pulls back, trying to catch his breath. his breathing is rough and yunho just laughs as he walks into the bathroom.
'what was that for?!'
'for taking so long and for not letting me make love to you these past few days.'
'but- that was because...i didn't want my hips to hurt!'
yunho grins as he closes the door and jaejoong walks away to change, a light pink blush tinting his cheeks. jaejoong's walking down the hallway to his room, as yoochun walks out of his room, looking like shit.
'whoa, yoochun. why do you look so terrible this morning? are you sick? because if you are, then i have no idea how we're going to compete in the competition.'
'...no...i'm not sick...it's just...my hips...kind of hurt...'
jaejoong gasps and turns his head to see a smirking changmin walk out of yoochun's room, wearing the matching bottom, to yoochun's top, or was it changmin's to begin with? he thinks for a second, but throws the thought away as changmin walks up to yoochun and whispers in his ear, and jaejoong swears that he can see the faintest blush around the back of yoochun's cheek, near his ear.
by the time everyone is finished in the bathroom and with a change of attire, they head down to the rented out studio of the competition holders. the five of them set down their bags and bottles of water filled with vitamins and electrolytes.
'okay, let's try the tutting first, because the last time we did tutting was about two weeks ago, so it's the one we're rustiest on.'
because jaejoong is the best at tutting in the group, he starts out the routine with a tutting move with the hands, then moves into the arm tutting. the worst one with tutting would have to be yoochun, so jaejoong helps him on it.
'how do i get my hand to go back all the way?'
jaejoong grabs yoochun's right hand and bends the hand all the way down the opposite way, and a loud crack echos through the studio. after a few minutes of tutting, which is the first part of their two minute routine, they move onto threading, which is junsu's best move. he starts out a one-handed thread with him balancing on his left hand and his legs are in a thread.
overall, the whole group is good at threading, but the one who probably needs the most improvement is changmin because his long legs always hit jaejoong when he's trying to thread. they practice threading, which is the second part of the routine, for a good fifteen minutes.
by that time, it's already eight-thirty, so they only have thirty more minutes to get to the venue and warm up.
'aw man, we won't get enough time to warm up, or even practice and maybe even redo some parts of the routine.'
yunho looks at changmin who looks depressed, but yunho smiles.
'don't worry, how do you think we made it all the way to the semi-finalist round? with sheer willpower and awesome dance moves.'
his corny speech actually works and the rest of the members feel more confident. but by the time the get to the stage at nine, there's over ten other dance crews and dbsk is definitely feeling the pressure.