The Genius Next Door
Title: The Genius Next Door
Pairing: Changmin / Jaejoong
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: NC - 17
Length: One Shot
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Jaejoong has a crush on the genius next door.
A/N: a super late birthday present for Doan unnie who wanted a JaeMin! Sorry unnie, and I love you! :3
( Spanish version by lee_ren here )
27.07.11 | The Genius Next Door - Regina Spektor
Years of living next to each other left Jaejoong with nothing but a habit of stalking his crush. Jaejoong cursed his fate as he peeked though his curtains to the room across from his, where Changmin was lounging on his bed reading a book. He sighed, wishing he could at least talk to the object of his affection, but he wasn’t even sure if Changmin knows his name.
They went to school together, however Changmin was a gorgeous genius nerd while Jaejoong was the popular kid. They never hang out with the same crowd, making Jaejoong’s chance of talking to Changmin reduced to nearly 0%. Changmin who seemed to acknowledge only Yoochun as his friend never bothered to socialize, thus he never showed up at parties Jaejoong went to all the time.
Jaejoong had tried to do small talks whenever fate decided to be nice and threw them together. Changmin would politely respond, acting like he’s actually interested when Jaejoong isn’t sure Changmin is into the things he likes, until they reached their houses or Jaejoong’s friends decided to save him from social suicide for talking to a nerd.
He pouted to himself; he’s a freaking hot genius!
Changmin then, unaware of a pair of brown eyes watching him, closed his book and stretched. He walked to his desk to put the book then took off his shirt before turning his lamps off and tucked himself to bed. Jaejoong watched Changmin’s nicely sculptured body before the lights went out and he could only see Changmin’s peacefully sleeping figure.
Jaejoong sighed and went to bed himself, hoping he would be able to talk to Changmin the next day.
***
There was no such luck, and Jaejoong stared at Changmin though the bookshelves as the nerd sat on the floor in between shelves and read the book he was reading the night before. He sighed again, as he sighed all the time when he was admiring Changmin, and hit his head on the rows of books from frustration. Turned out the books were harder than he thought and he whined at his pained forehead, rubbing it slightly.
Soon, Yoochun passed by Jaejoong to the direction of Changmin. Without thinking, the grabbed the man’s arm and pinned him to the bookshelf. Yoochun gasped, but Jaejoong quickly covered the other mouth. “Do you have Changmin’s new classes schedule?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun narrowed his eyes but nodded.
“I want them.”
“But…”
“What?” Jaejoong glared at him.
Yoochun swallowed, “I-I’ll photocopy it for you!”
Jaejoong smiled nicely and patted Yoochun’s cheek, “Thank you.” He let go of the nerd and Yoochun hurried to Changmin. Jaejoong watched as Yoochun sat and curled to Changmin’s side. Changmin wrapped an arm on the smaller man’s shoulder as he asked some questions, earning a headshake, and returned to his book. Jaejoong pouted, Damn that Park Yoochun!
Yunho patted Jaejoong’s shoulder and he turned abruptly, face red. “You’re going to let the whole school know you like the nerd if you keep doing this.”
Jaejoong pouted, “I don’t care!” and turned back to glare at Yoochun through the shelves. Yoochun noticed and swallowed, before walking away from Changmin pretending he wanted to look for a book.
“Don’t scare the poor kid like that,” Yunho chuckled. “Yoochun is so cute.”
“Look who’s talking,” Jaejoong narrowed his eyes. “You like the nerd too!”
Yunho grinned, “The difference is, I have balls and you don’t.” He walked to where Yoochun was looking at books on the shelves and hugged the man from behind. The nerd was startled but upon seeing it was Yunho, Yoochun blushed and smiled. The two were immediately drowned in their own paradise.
Jaejoong pouted, “When did they become that close?” He sighed. “Stupid Yunho. I have balls, who said I don’t? People are in an unmoving line to suck it but I’m saving myself for my one and only…”
“Excuse me.”
“…Shim Changmin,” Jaejoong finished his sentence as he turned around and froze.
Changmin rose an eyebrow, “How did you know it was me even before you turned around?”
“Uh, instinct,” Jaejoong grinned, hoping he wasn’t blushing like mad. “Can I help you?”
“You’re in the way,” Changmin replied carelessly as he pointed at the shelf behind Jaejoong.
“Oh,” Jaejoong’s smile fell as he took a step back and Changmin took the book he wanted. He watched Changmin as the taller man stood there and scanned through the book. When Changmin left, Jaejoong pouted and sat on the floor against the shelf, hugging his knee. Yunho came a few minutes later and sat next to him, patting his head. Jaejoong sighed, “It’s too good to be true.”
“Come on, if chances won’t come to you, make your own,” Yunho said.
“Make my own?”
Yunho rolled his eyes, “Boo, you’ve been living next to each other for five years. Do something.”
“Like what?” Jaejoong whined.
“You’re dumb and he’s smart. There must be something to connect the two of you.”
“Oh!” Jaejoong got an idea. “Yes, of course! Thank you Yunnie!” he said as he ran out of the library.
Yunho shook his head and went to find Yoochun again.
***
Jaejoong stared at the book in front of him, trying his best to make sense of the question. He groaned and dropped his head on the desk, giving up. He stole a glance on Changmin's room. The other was also bent over his homework; not looking troubled at all.
He pouted and started doodling on his paper instead of working on the math problems. 'Stupid Shim Changmin!' he wrote. 'Stupid gorgeous nerdy Shim Changmin ♥♥♥', 'Shim Changmin saranghaeeeee!'
Jaejoong glanced at Changmin again and the other seemed to have finished his homework as his book was closed. Changmin was texting someone with a smile on his face. Jealousy crept over his spine as Changmin's smile only grew bigger with each newly received text. Jaejoong decided it was time to do his plan. He crumpled his doodle paper and threw it to Changmin's window. "Changmin-ah~ Changmin-ah!"
Changmin quirked an eyebrow and opened his window, "What?"
Jaejoong grinned started his flirting, "Do you have the patience to teach stupids?"
Changmin smirked, "Why? Troubles with your homework?"
Jaejoong nodded and batted his eyelashes, "Will you help me with my math?"
The other shrugged, "I don't know, the level of your homework is so low it's boring."
"Oh come on," Jaejoong pouted. "I know you have nothing else to do after this! You'll just sit around reading books. Don't you think your spectacle is thick enough?"
Changmin narrowed his eyes, annoyed. "Logarithm, Jaejoong? You need help with such level?"
"Please?" Jaejoong tried to imitate the cat on the movie Shrek.
Changmin sighed, "Fine, I guess I can tolerate good looking stupids."
Jaejoong squealed and sprinted downstairs bringing his books. Changmin opened his front door for Jaejoong twenty seconds later. He didn't wait for Changmin's permission to enter and flew to Changmin's room. Changmin could only sigh when he found Jaejoong sitting cross-legged on his bed, books spread open.
"Which question?" Changmin took the book from Jaejoong's lap.
"All..."
Changmin looked at Jaejoong in disbelief, but started explaining anyway. Jaejoong actually paid attention, just because he likes Changmin's voice. Surprisingly, the explanations made sense. Jaejoong knew he wasn't stupid; he was just lazy. He wasn't sure he would enjoy being lazy again if he gets to study with Changmin all the time.
And he actually enjoyed studying with Changmin.
“God, you should be able to do these things with your eyes closed!” Changmin groaned.
“Not everyone is a genius!” Jaejoong argued.
“Too bad,” Changmin smirked.
Jaejoong scoffed, “You’re kind of an asshole.”
“You’re kind of bitchy too.”
“Am not!” Jaejoong pouted. Changmin rolled his eyes and Jaejoong sighed, “Fine, I am. Will you help me with homework from now on?”
Changmin seemed to contemplate at the plea then shrugged, “Fine, it’s not like I’m busy anyway.”
Jaejoong ginned and shamelessly threw himself into Changmin’s arm, “Thank you!” He gathered his books and got up. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, see you.”
Jaejoong quickly planted a kiss on Changmin’s cheek before bolting out of the room, leaving the other stunned.
***
Yoochun stared in horror as he saw Jaejoong and Changmin sitting on the same table in the library. He knew they had been studying at Changmin’s house for the past month, as Changmin had told him, but Jaejoong seemed to still hold grudges against him and Yoochun was scared of the man. He contemplated leaving, but Changmin looked up and saw him. “Chunnie, what are you doing standing there?”
“I, uh, was about to leave,” he fidgeted as he saw Jaejoong glaring at him.
“Nonsense, come here,” Changmin ordered and patted the empty seat next to him.
Yoochun reluctantly obeyed, even if Jaejoong was giving him death glares. Fortunately, Yunho came to the rescue and hugged him from behind, “There you are, Chunnie, I was looking for you! Let’s go study~”
Changmin frowned, “Why can’t we study together?”
Jaejoong pouted, “Because Yunho wants to study English and you’re teaching me math!”
“Doesn’t matter. We have space for both of you,” Changmin insisted.
Jaejoong pouted more and glared at Yoochun. Yoochun whined and shrunk into Yunho’s arms. Yunho, however, didn’t get Jaejoong’s message. “Sure, come on Chunnie,” he took Yoochun’s hand and let the other to Jaejoong’s table. Jaejoong sighed, making a mental note to smack his best friend later.
Yunho sat next to Changmin and before Yoochun could sit next to him, he pulled Yoochun to his lap. Changmin scowled, “I thought you wanted to study.”
“I study better at Yoochun’s presence; therefore he should be as close as possible,” Yunho grinned and wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s middle, ignoring whines of protests from the smaller man. Yunho put his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder and ordered the nerd to start explaining, so Yoochun, although a bit uncomfortable, obeyed.
Changmin sighed, annoyed, and turned back to Jaejoong, “Are you done?”
Jaejoong nodded and gave his answer book to Changmin. He watched Changmin as the other checked on his answers and took a glance at Yunho and Yoochun. Yoochun looked too comfortable in Yunho’s arms and Jaejoong was overly jealous of him. How could Yoochun be so lucky, getting both Yunho and Changmin’s attentions? It was unfair.
Then it struck him, could it be that Changmin was in love with Yoochun too?
Changmin returned the book to Jaejoong, two of his answers were wrong. “I’m going home,” Changmin sighed and got up.
“Wait, why?” Jaejoong protested. “I’m not done!”
“You can come to my house,” Changmin shrugged and like that, he left.
Tears welled on Jaejoong’s eyes, not only because Changmin ditched him, but also because he realized he was right. Changmin must have liked Yoochun. He slammed the book close and got up. “I fucking hate you both,” he almost screamed at the two startled men in front of him before storming off the library.
Yoochun whined, “What did I do now?”
Yunho kissed his cheek, turning Yoochun’s face as red as a tomato, “Don’t mind him. He’ll get over it.”
***
Jaejoong didn’t come to Changmin’s house. As soon as he got home, he lied on his bed and cried himself to sleep. He slept on until the knock on his window woke him up. Jaejoong reluctantly got off his bed and opened his window. Changmin was throwing pebbles at the glass.
“Why didn’t you come?” Changmin asked when he saw Jaejoong looking absolutely pathetic, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes. “You okay?”
“Why do you care?” Jaejoong answered. “I don’t want to study today. Or tomorrow. Or ever. I want to drop out of high school and be a porn star or something.”
Changmin winced at the lack of the usual cheerfulness in Jaejoong’s voice, it was almost bitter. “What’s wrong? You can tell me, you know.”
“Nothing’s wrong. No, wait, everything’s wrong!” Jaejoong blurted. “I’m what’s wrong! I’m pathetic!”
“You’re not,” Changmin frowned. “Gosh, Jae, don’t say something like that. You’re worrying me.”
“Oh you’re worried?” Jaejoong scoffed. “Shouldn’t you be worried that maybe Yunho is raping your beloved Chunnie right now?”
Changmin raised an eyebrow, “Well it wouldn’t be counted as rape if Chunnie…wait, what? What are you talking about?!”
“Nothing!” Jaejoong screamed. “All I could say was nonsense cause I’m simply an idiot!” He slammed his window shut and closed the curtain, ignoring Changmin’s calls.
“Jaejoong, your friend is here!” his sister knocked on his door after dinner.
“Who?” Jaejoong raised an eyebrow as he opened the door. He was greeted by a tall figure with mismatched eyes and big grin. Jaejoong scowled and slammed his door closed again.
“Jaejoong! Oh, come on!” Changmin banged on the door.
“Jaejoong, stop being a pussy! Geez!” his sister yelled. “I’m sorry, Changmin-ah, Jaejoong can be such a bitch sometimes.”
Jaejoong sighed and opened the door, “I am a bitch. Go away you bastard!”
“What did I do wrong?” Changmin pouted and Jaejoong found it extremely adorable. Without waiting for Jaejoong’s permission, Changmin entered the room and flopped to the bed.
Jaejoong huffed and sat on his desk, facing Changmin. “What do you want?”
“You haven’t corrected the two questions from earlier,” Changmin grinned.
Jaejoong groaned in disbelieve and pulled out his book. He corrected them in five minutes and threw the book to Changmin; it hit the taller in the shoulder. Changmin hissed and rubbed his pained shoulder, but read Jaejoong’s answers anyway. He smirked and motioned Jaejoong to the bed. Jaejoong rolled his eyes but complied, sitting on the bed next to Changmin.
“You’re smarter than you thought,” Changmin smiled, handing he book back to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong scoffed, “Not as dumb as you thought, then?” He looked at the book and tried to hide his surprise that his answers were correct.
“I guess you deserve a reward for working so hard, yes?”
“Reward?” Jaejoong turned to Changmin and immediately felt lips against his. He gasped; he book he held fell to the floor with a thud.
Changmin pushed Jaejoong down to the bed and lied on top of him, tangling their limbs that Jaejoong couldn’t get up. “You think I haven’t noticed I have a stalker?”
Jaejoong’s pale cheeks turned pink; “Shut up!”
“I thought you’d never have the courage to come up to me. Your tactic was surprising, but I liked it. I never thought of it so you got an extra point on that.”
“But you like Yoochun…” Jaejoong reasoned.
“Who said I like Yoochun?”
“Weren’t you jealous of Yunho that’s why you stormed off the library?”
Changmin rolled his eyes, “No, I was pissed at Yoochun for being so stupid while chance was right under his nose. You thought I like Yoochun? Okay, so maybe you are that dumb.”
“Fuck off,” Jaejoong pouted and tried to wiggle his way out from under Changmin. “If you just want to make fun of me then you can go.”
“I like making fun of you,” Changmin smirked and leaned down to capture Jaejoong’s lips again. “You taste even sweeter when you’re blushing like this.”
“I hate you!” Jaejoong pushed Changmin away and the taller fell off the bed. “Get out!”
Changmin winced and rubbed his pained back, “I don’t want to! You got your reward for studying hard, can’t I get mine for my effort in teaching you?”
Jaejoong’s eyes watered, “Am I simply a game to you?”
“I won’t go this far if you are!” Changmin ruffled his own hair, frustrated. He kneeled in front of Jaejoong and cupped his cheeks. “I won’t bother wasting my time on with you if you are.”
Jaejoong wiped his eyes and pouted, “Is it that hard to simply say you love me too?”
Changmin chuckled and leaned to kiss Jaejoong once more. Jaejoong kissed back, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin slowly climbed to the bed and lowered Jaejoong underneath him. He caressed the side of Jaejoong’s body before slipping his hand under the thin fabric of the shirt he was wearing.
Changmin pulled away from the kiss and looked at Jaejoong’s eyes. He was suddenly insecure, what if Jaejoong was the one playing him? Jaejoong pouted because Changmin had stopped and cupped Changmin’s cheeks; finger caressing the latter’s jaw softly in encouraging movements but not forcing. Changmin chuckled and kissed Jaejoong again as the latter wrapped his arms around Changmin’s neck.
The kiss turned heated as Jaejoong pushed Changmin to his back and straddled the taller’s hips. He unbuttoned Changmin’s shirt and marked his collarbone, pulling a deep groan from Changmin’s throat. “Mine,” Jaejoong said as he made more marks down Changmin’s front, “All mine.”
Jaejoong made his way down Changmin’s stomach to the band of Changmin’s jeans. He unbuckled the belt and playfully tugged on the waistband. Changmin growled and grabbed Jaejoong’s wrist before pulling him down, their mouths crashing once more. Changmin flipped their position again and slammed Jaejoong to the bed under him. He kicked his jeans in the way, along with his boxers, and pulled Jaejoong’s t-shirt over his head. His sweatpants joined the pile on the floor soon enough.
Changmin leaned down to taste Jaejoong’s nipples, biting and sucking until they were swollen. Jaejoong’s fingers tangled on Changmin’s hair, tugging and urging for more. With one hand supporting him on the bed, Changmin gripped Jaejoong’s weeping length along with his own by the other hand and started moving. Their lips met in a hungry kiss and Jajeoong’s hands gripped Changmin’s waist in a bruising hold, rolling his hips against the other. Changmin buried his face in the crook of Jaejoong’s neck as he breathed harsh.
He removed his hands over their erections and lifted Jaejoong’s legs, wrapping it on his waist before started grinding on Jaejoong again. Jaejoong moaned and bit on Changmin’s shoulder as Changmin reached over to Jaejoong’s ass. He teased the hole, not penetrating, simply rubbing against it. Jaejoong moaned harder, pushing back towards the finger and adding friction to Changmin’s cock as they continued to move against each other.
Changmin directed two of his fingers to Jaejoong’s mouth and the latter took the initiative to suck them. When they were lubricated well enough, Changmin teased Jaejoong’s begging hole once again.
Jaejoong started begging out loud until Changmin used his tongue to shut Jaejoong up; afraid his sisters would hear. Jaejoong pouted against Changmin’s lips, “You’re an ass.”
“No, I’m a top. You’re the ass, literally,” Changmin smirked.
“Don’t you try to get smart-” Jaejoong moaned when Changmin pushed in two fingers at once into him, “Fuck, Changmin!”
“I should really gag you next time,” Changmin said as he licked the drop of sweat dripping down Jaejoong’s neck.
Jaejoong pushed Changmin away from him. Changmin pouted, but Jaejoong smirked and told Changmin to lean his back to the headboard. “I want to see your face,” he straddled Changmin and cupped his face before kissing him slowly. He sighed contentedly against Changmin’s lips as the later nipped on his bottom lip. Jaejoong smiled, fingers mapping Changmin’s face, the latter’s hands caressing his hips. “Don’t ever take your glasses off,” he kissed Changmin’s nose. Changmin scoffed.
“I have a question,” he whispered, “Why didn’t you give up? I ignored you for a long time.”
Jaejoong laughed, “You’re a drug I can’t quit.”
Changmin rolled his eyes before kissing Jaejoong again. Jaejoong lifted himself and directed Changmin’s length to his entrance. He lowered himself, allowing Changmin to penetrate him, and they both moaned. Changmin’s hands on Jaejoong’s hips guided him as he moved, riding Changmin slowly. Changmin imprinted more kiss marks down Jaejoong’s shoulder and neck, claiming the other as his. He curled his hand at the base of Jaejoong’s cock and started stroking.
Jaejoong moaned louder, increasing his speed as he thrust into Changmin’s hand and slammed back to his cock. The pleasure increased for both of them, Jaejoong’s hands clawing on Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin sucked on Jaejoong’s Adam’s apple, moaning as Jaejoong’s growl sent vibration down his spine. Changmin tugged on
Jaejoong more roughly, pulling his orgasm closer to the edge.
He came hard, spilling on Changmin’s chest. Jaejoong’s tightening entrance made Changmin groaned, speeding up towards his own orgasm. He filled Jaejoong with his own come minutes later. Changmin threw his head back on the headboard as Jaejoong leaned against him, head on his neck. He ran his hand up and down Jaejoong’s back and thigh as they evened their breathing.
Jaejoong sighed and kissed his jaw, “That was amazing.”
Changmin smirked, “Not bad, at least you’re good at something.”
Jaejoong slapped his shoulder playfully, “Shut up!”
Changmin laughed and wrapped his arms around Jaejoong, pulling him closer. “Happy now, popular guy?”
Jaejoong grinned, “Very happy, my nerd.” He took Changmin’s bottom lip between his again. “Mine and mine only.”
***
YunChun sequel : A Bus-Ride Away
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Pairing: Changmin / Jaejoong
Genre: Romance, Fluff
Rating: NC - 17
Length: One Shot
Disclaimer: I own DBSK, when I close my eyes.
Summary: Jaejoong has a crush on the genius next door.
A/N: a super late birthday present for Doan unnie who wanted a JaeMin! Sorry unnie, and I love you! :3
( Spanish version by lee_ren here )
27.07.11 | The Genius Next Door - Regina Spektor
Years of living next to each other left Jaejoong with nothing but a habit of stalking his crush. Jaejoong cursed his fate as he peeked though his curtains to the room across from his, where Changmin was lounging on his bed reading a book. He sighed, wishing he could at least talk to the object of his affection, but he wasn’t even sure if Changmin knows his name.
They went to school together, however Changmin was a gorgeous genius nerd while Jaejoong was the popular kid. They never hang out with the same crowd, making Jaejoong’s chance of talking to Changmin reduced to nearly 0%. Changmin who seemed to acknowledge only Yoochun as his friend never bothered to socialize, thus he never showed up at parties Jaejoong went to all the time.
Jaejoong had tried to do small talks whenever fate decided to be nice and threw them together. Changmin would politely respond, acting like he’s actually interested when Jaejoong isn’t sure Changmin is into the things he likes, until they reached their houses or Jaejoong’s friends decided to save him from social suicide for talking to a nerd.
He pouted to himself; he’s a freaking hot genius!
Changmin then, unaware of a pair of brown eyes watching him, closed his book and stretched. He walked to his desk to put the book then took off his shirt before turning his lamps off and tucked himself to bed. Jaejoong watched Changmin’s nicely sculptured body before the lights went out and he could only see Changmin’s peacefully sleeping figure.
Jaejoong sighed and went to bed himself, hoping he would be able to talk to Changmin the next day.
***
There was no such luck, and Jaejoong stared at Changmin though the bookshelves as the nerd sat on the floor in between shelves and read the book he was reading the night before. He sighed again, as he sighed all the time when he was admiring Changmin, and hit his head on the rows of books from frustration. Turned out the books were harder than he thought and he whined at his pained forehead, rubbing it slightly.
Soon, Yoochun passed by Jaejoong to the direction of Changmin. Without thinking, the grabbed the man’s arm and pinned him to the bookshelf. Yoochun gasped, but Jaejoong quickly covered the other mouth. “Do you have Changmin’s new classes schedule?” Jaejoong asked.
Yoochun narrowed his eyes but nodded.
“I want them.”
“But…”
“What?” Jaejoong glared at him.
Yoochun swallowed, “I-I’ll photocopy it for you!”
Jaejoong smiled nicely and patted Yoochun’s cheek, “Thank you.” He let go of the nerd and Yoochun hurried to Changmin. Jaejoong watched as Yoochun sat and curled to Changmin’s side. Changmin wrapped an arm on the smaller man’s shoulder as he asked some questions, earning a headshake, and returned to his book. Jaejoong pouted, Damn that Park Yoochun!
Yunho patted Jaejoong’s shoulder and he turned abruptly, face red. “You’re going to let the whole school know you like the nerd if you keep doing this.”
Jaejoong pouted, “I don’t care!” and turned back to glare at Yoochun through the shelves. Yoochun noticed and swallowed, before walking away from Changmin pretending he wanted to look for a book.
“Don’t scare the poor kid like that,” Yunho chuckled. “Yoochun is so cute.”
“Look who’s talking,” Jaejoong narrowed his eyes. “You like the nerd too!”
Yunho grinned, “The difference is, I have balls and you don’t.” He walked to where Yoochun was looking at books on the shelves and hugged the man from behind. The nerd was startled but upon seeing it was Yunho, Yoochun blushed and smiled. The two were immediately drowned in their own paradise.
Jaejoong pouted, “When did they become that close?” He sighed. “Stupid Yunho. I have balls, who said I don’t? People are in an unmoving line to suck it but I’m saving myself for my one and only…”
“Excuse me.”
“…Shim Changmin,” Jaejoong finished his sentence as he turned around and froze.
Changmin rose an eyebrow, “How did you know it was me even before you turned around?”
“Uh, instinct,” Jaejoong grinned, hoping he wasn’t blushing like mad. “Can I help you?”
“You’re in the way,” Changmin replied carelessly as he pointed at the shelf behind Jaejoong.
“Oh,” Jaejoong’s smile fell as he took a step back and Changmin took the book he wanted. He watched Changmin as the taller man stood there and scanned through the book. When Changmin left, Jaejoong pouted and sat on the floor against the shelf, hugging his knee. Yunho came a few minutes later and sat next to him, patting his head. Jaejoong sighed, “It’s too good to be true.”
“Come on, if chances won’t come to you, make your own,” Yunho said.
“Make my own?”
Yunho rolled his eyes, “Boo, you’ve been living next to each other for five years. Do something.”
“Like what?” Jaejoong whined.
“You’re dumb and he’s smart. There must be something to connect the two of you.”
“Oh!” Jaejoong got an idea. “Yes, of course! Thank you Yunnie!” he said as he ran out of the library.
Yunho shook his head and went to find Yoochun again.
***
Jaejoong stared at the book in front of him, trying his best to make sense of the question. He groaned and dropped his head on the desk, giving up. He stole a glance on Changmin's room. The other was also bent over his homework; not looking troubled at all.
He pouted and started doodling on his paper instead of working on the math problems. 'Stupid Shim Changmin!' he wrote. 'Stupid gorgeous nerdy Shim Changmin ♥♥♥', 'Shim Changmin saranghaeeeee!'
Jaejoong glanced at Changmin again and the other seemed to have finished his homework as his book was closed. Changmin was texting someone with a smile on his face. Jealousy crept over his spine as Changmin's smile only grew bigger with each newly received text. Jaejoong decided it was time to do his plan. He crumpled his doodle paper and threw it to Changmin's window. "Changmin-ah~ Changmin-ah!"
Changmin quirked an eyebrow and opened his window, "What?"
Jaejoong grinned started his flirting, "Do you have the patience to teach stupids?"
Changmin smirked, "Why? Troubles with your homework?"
Jaejoong nodded and batted his eyelashes, "Will you help me with my math?"
The other shrugged, "I don't know, the level of your homework is so low it's boring."
"Oh come on," Jaejoong pouted. "I know you have nothing else to do after this! You'll just sit around reading books. Don't you think your spectacle is thick enough?"
Changmin narrowed his eyes, annoyed. "Logarithm, Jaejoong? You need help with such level?"
"Please?" Jaejoong tried to imitate the cat on the movie Shrek.
Changmin sighed, "Fine, I guess I can tolerate good looking stupids."
Jaejoong squealed and sprinted downstairs bringing his books. Changmin opened his front door for Jaejoong twenty seconds later. He didn't wait for Changmin's permission to enter and flew to Changmin's room. Changmin could only sigh when he found Jaejoong sitting cross-legged on his bed, books spread open.
"Which question?" Changmin took the book from Jaejoong's lap.
"All..."
Changmin looked at Jaejoong in disbelief, but started explaining anyway. Jaejoong actually paid attention, just because he likes Changmin's voice. Surprisingly, the explanations made sense. Jaejoong knew he wasn't stupid; he was just lazy. He wasn't sure he would enjoy being lazy again if he gets to study with Changmin all the time.
And he actually enjoyed studying with Changmin.
“God, you should be able to do these things with your eyes closed!” Changmin groaned.
“Not everyone is a genius!” Jaejoong argued.
“Too bad,” Changmin smirked.
Jaejoong scoffed, “You’re kind of an asshole.”
“You’re kind of bitchy too.”
“Am not!” Jaejoong pouted. Changmin rolled his eyes and Jaejoong sighed, “Fine, I am. Will you help me with homework from now on?”
Changmin seemed to contemplate at the plea then shrugged, “Fine, it’s not like I’m busy anyway.”
Jaejoong ginned and shamelessly threw himself into Changmin’s arm, “Thank you!” He gathered his books and got up. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”
“Yeah, see you.”
Jaejoong quickly planted a kiss on Changmin’s cheek before bolting out of the room, leaving the other stunned.
***
Yoochun stared in horror as he saw Jaejoong and Changmin sitting on the same table in the library. He knew they had been studying at Changmin’s house for the past month, as Changmin had told him, but Jaejoong seemed to still hold grudges against him and Yoochun was scared of the man. He contemplated leaving, but Changmin looked up and saw him. “Chunnie, what are you doing standing there?”
“I, uh, was about to leave,” he fidgeted as he saw Jaejoong glaring at him.
“Nonsense, come here,” Changmin ordered and patted the empty seat next to him.
Yoochun reluctantly obeyed, even if Jaejoong was giving him death glares. Fortunately, Yunho came to the rescue and hugged him from behind, “There you are, Chunnie, I was looking for you! Let’s go study~”
Changmin frowned, “Why can’t we study together?”
Jaejoong pouted, “Because Yunho wants to study English and you’re teaching me math!”
“Doesn’t matter. We have space for both of you,” Changmin insisted.
Jaejoong pouted more and glared at Yoochun. Yoochun whined and shrunk into Yunho’s arms. Yunho, however, didn’t get Jaejoong’s message. “Sure, come on Chunnie,” he took Yoochun’s hand and let the other to Jaejoong’s table. Jaejoong sighed, making a mental note to smack his best friend later.
Yunho sat next to Changmin and before Yoochun could sit next to him, he pulled Yoochun to his lap. Changmin scowled, “I thought you wanted to study.”
“I study better at Yoochun’s presence; therefore he should be as close as possible,” Yunho grinned and wrapped his arms around Yoochun’s middle, ignoring whines of protests from the smaller man. Yunho put his chin on Yoochun’s shoulder and ordered the nerd to start explaining, so Yoochun, although a bit uncomfortable, obeyed.
Changmin sighed, annoyed, and turned back to Jaejoong, “Are you done?”
Jaejoong nodded and gave his answer book to Changmin. He watched Changmin as the other checked on his answers and took a glance at Yunho and Yoochun. Yoochun looked too comfortable in Yunho’s arms and Jaejoong was overly jealous of him. How could Yoochun be so lucky, getting both Yunho and Changmin’s attentions? It was unfair.
Then it struck him, could it be that Changmin was in love with Yoochun too?
Changmin returned the book to Jaejoong, two of his answers were wrong. “I’m going home,” Changmin sighed and got up.
“Wait, why?” Jaejoong protested. “I’m not done!”
“You can come to my house,” Changmin shrugged and like that, he left.
Tears welled on Jaejoong’s eyes, not only because Changmin ditched him, but also because he realized he was right. Changmin must have liked Yoochun. He slammed the book close and got up. “I fucking hate you both,” he almost screamed at the two startled men in front of him before storming off the library.
Yoochun whined, “What did I do now?”
Yunho kissed his cheek, turning Yoochun’s face as red as a tomato, “Don’t mind him. He’ll get over it.”
***
Jaejoong didn’t come to Changmin’s house. As soon as he got home, he lied on his bed and cried himself to sleep. He slept on until the knock on his window woke him up. Jaejoong reluctantly got off his bed and opened his window. Changmin was throwing pebbles at the glass.
“Why didn’t you come?” Changmin asked when he saw Jaejoong looking absolutely pathetic, with messy hair and bloodshot eyes. “You okay?”
“Why do you care?” Jaejoong answered. “I don’t want to study today. Or tomorrow. Or ever. I want to drop out of high school and be a porn star or something.”
Changmin winced at the lack of the usual cheerfulness in Jaejoong’s voice, it was almost bitter. “What’s wrong? You can tell me, you know.”
“Nothing’s wrong. No, wait, everything’s wrong!” Jaejoong blurted. “I’m what’s wrong! I’m pathetic!”
“You’re not,” Changmin frowned. “Gosh, Jae, don’t say something like that. You’re worrying me.”
“Oh you’re worried?” Jaejoong scoffed. “Shouldn’t you be worried that maybe Yunho is raping your beloved Chunnie right now?”
Changmin raised an eyebrow, “Well it wouldn’t be counted as rape if Chunnie…wait, what? What are you talking about?!”
“Nothing!” Jaejoong screamed. “All I could say was nonsense cause I’m simply an idiot!” He slammed his window shut and closed the curtain, ignoring Changmin’s calls.
“Jaejoong, your friend is here!” his sister knocked on his door after dinner.
“Who?” Jaejoong raised an eyebrow as he opened the door. He was greeted by a tall figure with mismatched eyes and big grin. Jaejoong scowled and slammed his door closed again.
“Jaejoong! Oh, come on!” Changmin banged on the door.
“Jaejoong, stop being a pussy! Geez!” his sister yelled. “I’m sorry, Changmin-ah, Jaejoong can be such a bitch sometimes.”
Jaejoong sighed and opened the door, “I am a bitch. Go away you bastard!”
“What did I do wrong?” Changmin pouted and Jaejoong found it extremely adorable. Without waiting for Jaejoong’s permission, Changmin entered the room and flopped to the bed.
Jaejoong huffed and sat on his desk, facing Changmin. “What do you want?”
“You haven’t corrected the two questions from earlier,” Changmin grinned.
Jaejoong groaned in disbelieve and pulled out his book. He corrected them in five minutes and threw the book to Changmin; it hit the taller in the shoulder. Changmin hissed and rubbed his pained shoulder, but read Jaejoong’s answers anyway. He smirked and motioned Jaejoong to the bed. Jaejoong rolled his eyes but complied, sitting on the bed next to Changmin.
“You’re smarter than you thought,” Changmin smiled, handing he book back to Jaejoong.
Jaejoong scoffed, “Not as dumb as you thought, then?” He looked at the book and tried to hide his surprise that his answers were correct.
“I guess you deserve a reward for working so hard, yes?”
“Reward?” Jaejoong turned to Changmin and immediately felt lips against his. He gasped; he book he held fell to the floor with a thud.
Changmin pushed Jaejoong down to the bed and lied on top of him, tangling their limbs that Jaejoong couldn’t get up. “You think I haven’t noticed I have a stalker?”
Jaejoong’s pale cheeks turned pink; “Shut up!”
“I thought you’d never have the courage to come up to me. Your tactic was surprising, but I liked it. I never thought of it so you got an extra point on that.”
“But you like Yoochun…” Jaejoong reasoned.
“Who said I like Yoochun?”
“Weren’t you jealous of Yunho that’s why you stormed off the library?”
Changmin rolled his eyes, “No, I was pissed at Yoochun for being so stupid while chance was right under his nose. You thought I like Yoochun? Okay, so maybe you are that dumb.”
“Fuck off,” Jaejoong pouted and tried to wiggle his way out from under Changmin. “If you just want to make fun of me then you can go.”
“I like making fun of you,” Changmin smirked and leaned down to capture Jaejoong’s lips again. “You taste even sweeter when you’re blushing like this.”
“I hate you!” Jaejoong pushed Changmin away and the taller fell off the bed. “Get out!”
Changmin winced and rubbed his pained back, “I don’t want to! You got your reward for studying hard, can’t I get mine for my effort in teaching you?”
Jaejoong’s eyes watered, “Am I simply a game to you?”
“I won’t go this far if you are!” Changmin ruffled his own hair, frustrated. He kneeled in front of Jaejoong and cupped his cheeks. “I won’t bother wasting my time on with you if you are.”
Jaejoong wiped his eyes and pouted, “Is it that hard to simply say you love me too?”
Changmin chuckled and leaned to kiss Jaejoong once more. Jaejoong kissed back, wrapping his arms around Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin slowly climbed to the bed and lowered Jaejoong underneath him. He caressed the side of Jaejoong’s body before slipping his hand under the thin fabric of the shirt he was wearing.
Changmin pulled away from the kiss and looked at Jaejoong’s eyes. He was suddenly insecure, what if Jaejoong was the one playing him? Jaejoong pouted because Changmin had stopped and cupped Changmin’s cheeks; finger caressing the latter’s jaw softly in encouraging movements but not forcing. Changmin chuckled and kissed Jaejoong again as the latter wrapped his arms around Changmin’s neck.
The kiss turned heated as Jaejoong pushed Changmin to his back and straddled the taller’s hips. He unbuttoned Changmin’s shirt and marked his collarbone, pulling a deep groan from Changmin’s throat. “Mine,” Jaejoong said as he made more marks down Changmin’s front, “All mine.”
Jaejoong made his way down Changmin’s stomach to the band of Changmin’s jeans. He unbuckled the belt and playfully tugged on the waistband. Changmin growled and grabbed Jaejoong’s wrist before pulling him down, their mouths crashing once more. Changmin flipped their position again and slammed Jaejoong to the bed under him. He kicked his jeans in the way, along with his boxers, and pulled Jaejoong’s t-shirt over his head. His sweatpants joined the pile on the floor soon enough.
Changmin leaned down to taste Jaejoong’s nipples, biting and sucking until they were swollen. Jaejoong’s fingers tangled on Changmin’s hair, tugging and urging for more. With one hand supporting him on the bed, Changmin gripped Jaejoong’s weeping length along with his own by the other hand and started moving. Their lips met in a hungry kiss and Jajeoong’s hands gripped Changmin’s waist in a bruising hold, rolling his hips against the other. Changmin buried his face in the crook of Jaejoong’s neck as he breathed harsh.
He removed his hands over their erections and lifted Jaejoong’s legs, wrapping it on his waist before started grinding on Jaejoong again. Jaejoong moaned and bit on Changmin’s shoulder as Changmin reached over to Jaejoong’s ass. He teased the hole, not penetrating, simply rubbing against it. Jaejoong moaned harder, pushing back towards the finger and adding friction to Changmin’s cock as they continued to move against each other.
Changmin directed two of his fingers to Jaejoong’s mouth and the latter took the initiative to suck them. When they were lubricated well enough, Changmin teased Jaejoong’s begging hole once again.
Jaejoong started begging out loud until Changmin used his tongue to shut Jaejoong up; afraid his sisters would hear. Jaejoong pouted against Changmin’s lips, “You’re an ass.”
“No, I’m a top. You’re the ass, literally,” Changmin smirked.
“Don’t you try to get smart-” Jaejoong moaned when Changmin pushed in two fingers at once into him, “Fuck, Changmin!”
“I should really gag you next time,” Changmin said as he licked the drop of sweat dripping down Jaejoong’s neck.
Jaejoong pushed Changmin away from him. Changmin pouted, but Jaejoong smirked and told Changmin to lean his back to the headboard. “I want to see your face,” he straddled Changmin and cupped his face before kissing him slowly. He sighed contentedly against Changmin’s lips as the later nipped on his bottom lip. Jaejoong smiled, fingers mapping Changmin’s face, the latter’s hands caressing his hips. “Don’t ever take your glasses off,” he kissed Changmin’s nose. Changmin scoffed.
“I have a question,” he whispered, “Why didn’t you give up? I ignored you for a long time.”
Jaejoong laughed, “You’re a drug I can’t quit.”
Changmin rolled his eyes before kissing Jaejoong again. Jaejoong lifted himself and directed Changmin’s length to his entrance. He lowered himself, allowing Changmin to penetrate him, and they both moaned. Changmin’s hands on Jaejoong’s hips guided him as he moved, riding Changmin slowly. Changmin imprinted more kiss marks down Jaejoong’s shoulder and neck, claiming the other as his. He curled his hand at the base of Jaejoong’s cock and started stroking.
Jaejoong moaned louder, increasing his speed as he thrust into Changmin’s hand and slammed back to his cock. The pleasure increased for both of them, Jaejoong’s hands clawing on Changmin’s shoulder. Changmin sucked on Jaejoong’s Adam’s apple, moaning as Jaejoong’s growl sent vibration down his spine. Changmin tugged on
Jaejoong more roughly, pulling his orgasm closer to the edge.
He came hard, spilling on Changmin’s chest. Jaejoong’s tightening entrance made Changmin groaned, speeding up towards his own orgasm. He filled Jaejoong with his own come minutes later. Changmin threw his head back on the headboard as Jaejoong leaned against him, head on his neck. He ran his hand up and down Jaejoong’s back and thigh as they evened their breathing.
Jaejoong sighed and kissed his jaw, “That was amazing.”
Changmin smirked, “Not bad, at least you’re good at something.”
Jaejoong slapped his shoulder playfully, “Shut up!”
Changmin laughed and wrapped his arms around Jaejoong, pulling him closer. “Happy now, popular guy?”
Jaejoong grinned, “Very happy, my nerd.” He took Changmin’s bottom lip between his again. “Mine and mine only.”
***
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