(dbsk; fanfic) Twenty First.
Changmin/Junsu | pg 13 ( I think! )
Twenty really short fics!
Ice-cream:
Changmin sat across the room and watched Junsu rolling his tongue around the ice cream cone; he cursed loudly as he swerved away from the party of people, fingers curling around Junsu’s and pulling him towards the bathroom.
Cake:
Changmin hated it when the other four wasted cake; such a delicacy was not meant to be thrown away. But he didn’t complain so much when Junsu got on top of him and licked it right off his abdomen.
Chocolate:
Junsu hid shyly as he watched Changmin unwrap his box of chocolates that he had gotten from a secret admirer for Valentines’ Day.
Music:
Music made Junsu. Music was an emotion for Junsu. Music was his food. Music was his air. Music was his water. Music was home. And when he saw Shim Changmin for the first time, his whole body sang
Avengers :
“Changmin, Shim Changmin.” The man in the iron suit smiled at a dumbfound Junsu. There were buildings crashing down everywhere and yet, this man in a ridiculous red and gold iron suit found time to take off his mask and smile at Junsu. “You’re welcome. You know, for the whole saving your life thing. Anyway, gotto fly. See you around.” He said, slipping his mask back on. “You’ve a cute ass, by the way.” Was the last thing Junsu heard as he saw Iron Man fly away.
Tony:
“Tony is a sucky name for a cat.”
“Well, thank God you are not naming him then.” Junsu said, rolling his eyes and picking up the tiny kitten from the basket.
“Are you going at least make it short for something?” Changmin asked, frowning at the cat. Okay, maybe it was kind of cute. Kind of.
“Nope. I am gonna call him Tony. That’s that.”
“What about Sir Anthony Reginald the Great.” Changmin offered, leaning to scratch the underside of the cat’s belly. It purred.
“Nope, Tony is his name.”
“I am not going to let you name our kids.” Changmin sighed.
“Did you just - “
“Shut up!”
Steve:
Changmin made sure to slip in his tongue when he had Junsu pinned to the wall, breathless and pining for more. “Stop being so jealous of Steve.” Junsu exhaled, panting loudly and delicately running his fingers through Changmin’s hair. “He’s only my hair dresser.”
Date:
movies and dinner! Yunho had squealed. no, no, take him to the club and grind with him! Jaejoong had offered. play him a song and drink wine. was Yoochun’s idea.
But somehow, lying on their building’s terrace with their fingers interleaved together and counting the stars in the sky was Junsu’s idea and Changmin could not have liked it any other way.
Cinema:
“This is so boring.”
“Shut up!”
“I cannot believe we are watching this.”
“Can you shut the hell up?”
“Wow, you’re such a sissy. You’re actually crying.”
“This is an emotional scene, I am human. Unlike you.” Changmin hissed.
“Changmin-ah.” Junsu sighed, fingers wrapping around Changmin’s knees. “If we leave now, I promise, I will blow you in your car.”
“I can always get the DVD.” Changmin said, picking up his scarf and swallowing Junsu’s laughter with his mouth.
Park:
It was on a Tuesday in the park right around their school. Junsu was a little too tired from the football practice and to cheer him up; Changmin had pressed him against the trunk of a tree and kissed the daylights out of him. Way to go, first kiss!
Restaurant:
“Really? Really?! Really??!” Jaejoong had cried with frustration when he saw Junsu and Changmin walking out the restroom. “This is my favourite restaurant and you have to do this?”
Changmin shrugged and allowed Junsu to fix his dishevelled hair. “Serves you right for messing around with Yunho Hyung on my bed.”
Junsu grinned widely, trying to cover the hickey that kept peeking out of his shirt - which, by the way, was inside out.
Lube:
Junsu’s scream ripped through the Dong Bang Shin Ki dorm; Yoochun, Jaejoong and Yunho stared at each other like it was the end of everything.
“Next time.” Junsu grinded his teeth together the next day morning as he wobbled out of his room. “Next time, why don’t you and Jaejoong replace the empty bottle of lube, huh fucker?” He asked throwing the bottle of lube on Yunho’s head.
Drama:
For the slightest second, when Junsu watched Changmin kiss the girl on screen, he wondered if Changmin thought it was Junsu he was kissing.
Car:
“Holy fuck!” Junsu sighed, his body slick with sweat and heaving heavy breaths.
“That was fucking awesome.” Changmin said, lying on top of Junsu.
“Yoochun is going to fucking flip! This is not how he imagined using it for the first time.” Junsu giggled, running a hand through Changmin’s damp locks.
“Is that code for a round three, Kim Junsu?” Changmin smiled and only smiled wider when Junsu pulled him down for a kiss, tongue and all.
Beach:
In all honesty, Yoochun visited the beach for all the bikini clad women prancing around and showing off delicious skin. Changmin only went along with him because the cute waiter at the food shack had the greatest ass of all time.
Stars:
“He’s a star now!” Jaejoong whispered, holding Junsu close. Junsu’s entire body shook as he cried into Jaejoong’s chest. “He’s a star. He’s going to watch over from where he is.”
“I should have been with him.” Junsu howled. “I should have been in the fucking car with Changmin.”
Moon:
“Damn baby, your butt puts the full moon to shame.”
“Shut up and kiss me, Changmin.”
Night:
Junsu cannot help but love Changmin more in the night time because during the day, he’s too caught up with admiring the way Changmin’s hair catches the sunlight and makes the younger boy look like eternal happiness.
Sky:
Strangely enough, when Changmin fell in love with Junsu, he soar up into the sky and felt like he had grown out wings.
Books :
Junsu wants to kiss Changmin till their romance becomes a novel. Junsu wants to hold Changmin till their love becomes a poem. Junsu wants a lifetime of Changmin so that they are woven into the scriptures of literature
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( twenty second)
( twenty third)
(twenty fourth)
(twenty fifth)
(twenty sixth)
(twenty seventh)
(twenty eighth)
(twenty ninth)
(twenty tenth)
a/n:
I tried to go for the one sentence fics. I obviously failed. Lol x
Twenty really short fics!
Ice-cream:
Changmin sat across the room and watched Junsu rolling his tongue around the ice cream cone; he cursed loudly as he swerved away from the party of people, fingers curling around Junsu’s and pulling him towards the bathroom.
Cake:
Changmin hated it when the other four wasted cake; such a delicacy was not meant to be thrown away. But he didn’t complain so much when Junsu got on top of him and licked it right off his abdomen.
Chocolate:
Junsu hid shyly as he watched Changmin unwrap his box of chocolates that he had gotten from a secret admirer for Valentines’ Day.
Music:
Music made Junsu. Music was an emotion for Junsu. Music was his food. Music was his air. Music was his water. Music was home. And when he saw Shim Changmin for the first time, his whole body sang
Avengers :
“Changmin, Shim Changmin.” The man in the iron suit smiled at a dumbfound Junsu. There were buildings crashing down everywhere and yet, this man in a ridiculous red and gold iron suit found time to take off his mask and smile at Junsu. “You’re welcome. You know, for the whole saving your life thing. Anyway, gotto fly. See you around.” He said, slipping his mask back on. “You’ve a cute ass, by the way.” Was the last thing Junsu heard as he saw Iron Man fly away.
Tony:
“Tony is a sucky name for a cat.”
“Well, thank God you are not naming him then.” Junsu said, rolling his eyes and picking up the tiny kitten from the basket.
“Are you going at least make it short for something?” Changmin asked, frowning at the cat. Okay, maybe it was kind of cute. Kind of.
“Nope. I am gonna call him Tony. That’s that.”
“What about Sir Anthony Reginald the Great.” Changmin offered, leaning to scratch the underside of the cat’s belly. It purred.
“Nope, Tony is his name.”
“I am not going to let you name our kids.” Changmin sighed.
“Did you just - “
“Shut up!”
Steve:
Changmin made sure to slip in his tongue when he had Junsu pinned to the wall, breathless and pining for more. “Stop being so jealous of Steve.” Junsu exhaled, panting loudly and delicately running his fingers through Changmin’s hair. “He’s only my hair dresser.”
Date:
movies and dinner! Yunho had squealed. no, no, take him to the club and grind with him! Jaejoong had offered. play him a song and drink wine. was Yoochun’s idea.
But somehow, lying on their building’s terrace with their fingers interleaved together and counting the stars in the sky was Junsu’s idea and Changmin could not have liked it any other way.
Cinema:
“This is so boring.”
“Shut up!”
“I cannot believe we are watching this.”
“Can you shut the hell up?”
“Wow, you’re such a sissy. You’re actually crying.”
“This is an emotional scene, I am human. Unlike you.” Changmin hissed.
“Changmin-ah.” Junsu sighed, fingers wrapping around Changmin’s knees. “If we leave now, I promise, I will blow you in your car.”
“I can always get the DVD.” Changmin said, picking up his scarf and swallowing Junsu’s laughter with his mouth.
Park:
It was on a Tuesday in the park right around their school. Junsu was a little too tired from the football practice and to cheer him up; Changmin had pressed him against the trunk of a tree and kissed the daylights out of him. Way to go, first kiss!
Restaurant:
“Really? Really?! Really??!” Jaejoong had cried with frustration when he saw Junsu and Changmin walking out the restroom. “This is my favourite restaurant and you have to do this?”
Changmin shrugged and allowed Junsu to fix his dishevelled hair. “Serves you right for messing around with Yunho Hyung on my bed.”
Junsu grinned widely, trying to cover the hickey that kept peeking out of his shirt - which, by the way, was inside out.
Lube:
Junsu’s scream ripped through the Dong Bang Shin Ki dorm; Yoochun, Jaejoong and Yunho stared at each other like it was the end of everything.
“Next time.” Junsu grinded his teeth together the next day morning as he wobbled out of his room. “Next time, why don’t you and Jaejoong replace the empty bottle of lube, huh fucker?” He asked throwing the bottle of lube on Yunho’s head.
Drama:
For the slightest second, when Junsu watched Changmin kiss the girl on screen, he wondered if Changmin thought it was Junsu he was kissing.
Car:
“Holy fuck!” Junsu sighed, his body slick with sweat and heaving heavy breaths.
“That was fucking awesome.” Changmin said, lying on top of Junsu.
“Yoochun is going to fucking flip! This is not how he imagined using it for the first time.” Junsu giggled, running a hand through Changmin’s damp locks.
“Is that code for a round three, Kim Junsu?” Changmin smiled and only smiled wider when Junsu pulled him down for a kiss, tongue and all.
Beach:
In all honesty, Yoochun visited the beach for all the bikini clad women prancing around and showing off delicious skin. Changmin only went along with him because the cute waiter at the food shack had the greatest ass of all time.
Stars:
“He’s a star now!” Jaejoong whispered, holding Junsu close. Junsu’s entire body shook as he cried into Jaejoong’s chest. “He’s a star. He’s going to watch over from where he is.”
“I should have been with him.” Junsu howled. “I should have been in the fucking car with Changmin.”
Moon:
“Damn baby, your butt puts the full moon to shame.”
“Shut up and kiss me, Changmin.”
Night:
Junsu cannot help but love Changmin more in the night time because during the day, he’s too caught up with admiring the way Changmin’s hair catches the sunlight and makes the younger boy look like eternal happiness.
Sky:
Strangely enough, when Changmin fell in love with Junsu, he soar up into the sky and felt like he had grown out wings.
Books :
Junsu wants to kiss Changmin till their romance becomes a novel. Junsu wants to hold Changmin till their love becomes a poem. Junsu wants a lifetime of Changmin so that they are woven into the scriptures of literature
-
( twenty second)
( twenty third)
(twenty fourth)
(twenty fifth)
(twenty sixth)
(twenty seventh)
(twenty eighth)
(twenty ninth)
(twenty tenth)
a/n:
I tried to go for the one sentence fics. I obviously failed. Lol x