500 words of blah, jaesu nonsense.
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500 words. jaesu. drabbly, random nonsense.
Junsu comes into the living room to see a giggling Jaejoong on the couch, lying on his stomach, biting on two of his fingers and staring at his cell phone screen. He sits himself down next to Jaejoong, hip pressed against Jaejoong's side.
"What's that?" Junsu squints at the video Jaejoong is watching, the contrast at the angle making it hard to see.
"Yoochun on a ferris wheel.."
Junsu grabs the phone to see, effectively making Jaejoong sit up and whine at him about fingerprints on the screen and how Junsu doesn't know how to treat other people's belongings. Junsu moves his thumb off the screen, because Jaejoong asked so nicely, and scrolls to the next video. "What is this?"
Jaejoong props his head on Junsu's shoulder, looking on, and after a pause, "Oops."
Junsu watches as the camera films basically nothing, and starts to wonder if this is what the inside of Jaejoong's pant pocket look like, or maybe the inside of his bag. He presses his ear to the speaker when he thinks he hears something - Jaejoong's breathing. Maybe Jaejoong's phone accidentally started recording while he was on a jog?
You should see yourself. Despite the scratchy audio, Junsu can recognize it's Jaejoong's voice coming out of the speaker, low and breathy. His heart jumps when he realizes what exactly Jaejoong's recorded, sees himself, shoulders and arms tense and brows knit, his eyes closed as his body moves. The camera jerks every time he does, leaving no doubt as to what Jaejoong was actually filming.
The him on camera finally opens his eyes, and groans when he realizes what Jaejoong meant. Hyung, stop it. Everything looks like it's spinning.
"Not nice to my phone," Jaejoong grumbles next to him.
Junsu doesn't answer, eyes widening when the phone lands at an angle just enough to see Jaejoong's legs, wrapped around his waist. His hand looking a little humongous as his fingers grip the sheet in front of the camera.
Jaejoong hums next to him. "Your ass looks amazing when you do that."
"Do what? You?" Junsu retorts, earning a playful bite on his shoulder. Video-Jaejoong grips at his ass and Junsu can easily recall the feel of nails and the dull burn of them, digging into his skin. Moans and pants and fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes junsu yes make him blush, and Junsu thinks he can see video-Jaejoong's toes curl. "What if someone saw this?" Junsu barely manages to choke out.
He feels Jaejoong press a smile against his shoulder. "Then I guess I'd be showing you off, you monster," he says just as Video-Junsu throws video-Jaejoong's legs over his shoulders.
"Guys, what are you watching?"
Junsu lets out a yell when Yoochun appears almost out of nowhere next to him. Before he can react, Jaejoong snatches the phone out of his hand, pushes him down on the couch and tries to lift his leg to kick Yoochun away, yelling, "Mine!"
So much for showing off.
500 words. jaesu. drabbly, random nonsense.
Junsu comes into the living room to see a giggling Jaejoong on the couch, lying on his stomach, biting on two of his fingers and staring at his cell phone screen. He sits himself down next to Jaejoong, hip pressed against Jaejoong's side.
"What's that?" Junsu squints at the video Jaejoong is watching, the contrast at the angle making it hard to see.
"Yoochun on a ferris wheel.."
Junsu grabs the phone to see, effectively making Jaejoong sit up and whine at him about fingerprints on the screen and how Junsu doesn't know how to treat other people's belongings. Junsu moves his thumb off the screen, because Jaejoong asked so nicely, and scrolls to the next video. "What is this?"
Jaejoong props his head on Junsu's shoulder, looking on, and after a pause, "Oops."
Junsu watches as the camera films basically nothing, and starts to wonder if this is what the inside of Jaejoong's pant pocket look like, or maybe the inside of his bag. He presses his ear to the speaker when he thinks he hears something - Jaejoong's breathing. Maybe Jaejoong's phone accidentally started recording while he was on a jog?
You should see yourself. Despite the scratchy audio, Junsu can recognize it's Jaejoong's voice coming out of the speaker, low and breathy. His heart jumps when he realizes what exactly Jaejoong's recorded, sees himself, shoulders and arms tense and brows knit, his eyes closed as his body moves. The camera jerks every time he does, leaving no doubt as to what Jaejoong was actually filming.
The him on camera finally opens his eyes, and groans when he realizes what Jaejoong meant. Hyung, stop it. Everything looks like it's spinning.
"Not nice to my phone," Jaejoong grumbles next to him.
Junsu doesn't answer, eyes widening when the phone lands at an angle just enough to see Jaejoong's legs, wrapped around his waist. His hand looking a little humongous as his fingers grip the sheet in front of the camera.
Jaejoong hums next to him. "Your ass looks amazing when you do that."
"Do what? You?" Junsu retorts, earning a playful bite on his shoulder. Video-Jaejoong grips at his ass and Junsu can easily recall the feel of nails and the dull burn of them, digging into his skin. Moans and pants and fuck yes fuck yes fuck yes junsu yes make him blush, and Junsu thinks he can see video-Jaejoong's toes curl. "What if someone saw this?" Junsu barely manages to choke out.
He feels Jaejoong press a smile against his shoulder. "Then I guess I'd be showing you off, you monster," he says just as Video-Junsu throws video-Jaejoong's legs over his shoulders.
"Guys, what are you watching?"
Junsu lets out a yell when Yoochun appears almost out of nowhere next to him. Before he can react, Jaejoong snatches the phone out of his hand, pushes him down on the couch and tries to lift his leg to kick Yoochun away, yelling, "Mine!"
So much for showing off.