J.A.E.S.U. [13 - L.U.L.L.A.B.Y.]
Title: J.A.E.S.U. (Just After Every Slut's Underwear)
Author: k_chan91
Disclaimer: ...Disclaim is not in my vocabulary 8D
Length: [13/?]
Pairings: Jaesu, Hanchul, (Yoosu...)
Genre: Romantic comedy
Rating: PG-13--NC-17
Warnings: Some smutishness. And some language cuz I've slowly stopped censoring. T.T
Summary: Jaejoong has always been the dumper, never the dumpee. One could call him a player, but he prefers a more accurate name. A professional. But when his latest love interest suddenly turns his back on him, he begins to question whether he's lost his game. After agreeing to a bet with his good friend Kim Heechul, Jaejoong's newest challenge is the virgin new guy, Junsu. In this new territory, can Jaejoong withhold his reputation and claim this Junsu person as his own? Will he want to let go once the bet is over?
1 - B.E.T. || 2a - H.A.T.E. || 2b - P.O.R.N. || 2c - P.L.A.N.S. || 3 - F.R.A.T. || 4 - P.L.A.Y. || 5 - G.A.M.E.S. || 6 - S.I.N.K.I.N.G. || 7 - H.Y.O.R.I. || 8a - C.H.A.S.E. || 8b - C.H.A.S.E. || 9 - D.A.T.E. || 10 - S.P.A.N.K. || 11 - T.E.X.T. || 12 - Y.O.O.S.U. ||
*Warning...um....smutishness in this chapter...*
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L.U.L.L.A.B.Y. (Licking Underclassmen Like Losing A Bastard's Yo-yo)
Incoming call from 'Twerp'
"PAJAMA! PAJAMA PARTY--"
"H-hello...?"
"Jaejoong."
Junsu?
Jaejoong only thought that. He didn't say it. He couldn't. He was a little preoccupied right now.
"Hello? Are you still there?" Junsu's voice sounded a bit confused.
Jaejoong took two, three deep breaths. Almost there.
"Yeah...I'm still here." He hoped his own voice didn't sound as strained as he thought it did.
"What are you doing?" Now he sounded suspicious.
"Fucking runt, what did you want?" Jaejoong hissed through gritted teeth with more ire than he intended.
There was a short pause in which Jaejoong imagined the vibrant array of emotions that would splay over Junsu's face in a matter of moments.
"Ah, it's Heechul. He called." He said finally as if deciding to disregard the edge in Jaejoong's voice.
"That's absolutely fabulous." Jaejoong was practically drooling with sarcasm. Or maybe he was just drooling. He was having a bit of trouble keeping his mouth completely closed.
Junsu either ignored it or remained too distracted to notice. "He invited me to go out with him. Well not out with him." His voice came in a rush. "Just--he wanted to go downtown with me. And he implied that Hankyung would be going, too. And I wanted to make sure that you were going."
Jaejoong swallowed hard before answering. "What, are you afraid of him?"
"No, but--"
"You should be."
"Why?" Jaejoong could almost hear Junsu's chocolate brown eyes go wide.
"Because he eats babies and dolphins."
"Shut up."
"As soon as you get off the phone."
"Jerk. So are you going?"
"I guess I am."
"You guess? Shouldn't you know? He's your roommate."
"More like my burden."
"Either way, are you sure you're definitely coming, too?"
"Oh...yeah..."
A brief pause followed. "Are you busy? Seriously, Jaejoong." Junsu's became serious.
Biting his lip, Jaejoong fought to keep his wits as not completely melted into a useless puddle as possible. "If you suspect that I'm busy, then why are you still on the phone?"
"Because you're kind of irritating me and my only retaliation is to irritate you back?"
Jaejoong involuntarily groaned.
He bit his lip hard enough to bleed, only hoping that Junsu would confuse the sound for a sign of resignation.
"Jaej--"
He was this close to losing it. "Oh shit."
The frustration in Junsu's voice was now plainly evident. "What are you doing?"
Kyuhyun.
Taking a handful of hair of the young man knelt in front of him, Jaejoong was sure he swallowed bucket loads of spit, but the pounding of blood in his head and crotch made it difficult to tell. He was only vaguely aware of the inexplicably dry feeling in his mouth.
"I'm in the bathroom, Junsu."
It wasn't completely a lie. The closest bathroom was just down the hall and around the corner from the stairs Jaejoong stood panting under with Kyuhyun's willing mouth.
"Oh," Jaejoong could imagine the wrinkle in Junsu's nose as he teetered between disgust and acceptance of Jaejoong's normally erotic erratic behavior. "Well don't call me while you're on the toilet."
"You...called me...Idiot." By the last syllable of the sentence, Jaejoong's breath had withered away as Kyuhyun engulfed his member whole and nursed his length playfully.
"Well next time don't answer." The other man retorted.
"Sounds like a plan." Jaejoong mumbled. Kyuhyun chuckled around his member and increased the speed of his tongue as it massaged the vein under the older man's cock. Jaejoong banged his head into the wall he was now barely leaning on with the force of the hiss that escaped through his teeth.
"Just don't forget to meet me in front of my dorm tonight. I have no idea where that restaurant Heechul was talking about is so you have to be my guide. Happy crapping." Junsu teased.
Jaejoong moaned loudly and shamelessly into the receiver, more than likely giving Junsu quite a kick to his imagination as to the older man's current state. Nothing Junsu could possibly guess would ever lead him to this.
As his back arched and he thrust his hips almost violently into the back of Kyuhyun's throat, Jaejoong let out a lengthy, low, animalistic sound devoid of all human thought or reason before letting his cellphone fall to the floor, snapping shut on impact.
The climax raked through every inch and corner of his body in a wave of euphoric bliss, but surprisingly, Jaejoong had had better blowjobs than this. And he most certainly knew how to give them.
"Stand up." He muttered before he could even catch his breath and peered at the younger man on knelt down his knees directly in front of him.
"How was it?" Spitting the rest of the liquid white residue on the floor for the janitor to clean up later and wiping his mouth on the sleeve of his shirt, Kyuhyun grinned cheekily and quickly smacked a part of Jaejoong's well-toned butt that peeked out over the waistline of his jeans as they hung haphazardly just below his hips.
Jaejoong's foggy, slitted gaze became a glare in an instant. "Leave a mark and I'll bite your cock off."
The other man's eyebrows shot up as his confidence went down and Jaejoong took a quick look at his watch.
"Let's hurry this up. I've got other plans."
"Uh-uh. Remember, Jae. You owe me." Suggestion saturated Kyuhyun's every intonation. "For last time? No electric pencil sharpeners this time."
As the older man regained strength in his knees, Jaejoong began to rearrange his clothes to their original, proper order before the other man had cornered him under a staircase in the psychology building. "Well, didn't I tell you to stand up 3 days ago?"
Eagerly, Kyuhyun stood up and unzipped his own pants with a look of pure content on his face. He was about to get more content than his entire body could possibly handle.
"You're gonna need to lean on the wall." Jaejoong knelt down on the floor and waited patiently for other man's boxers to pool around his ankles. "You know how weak-kneed you get around me."
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"No."
"You're such a pussy."
"You said you wouldn't pressure me into it!" Junsu shot back incredulously.
Jaejoong rolled his eyes. "This is college, not high school. We don't have peer pressure here. Just life lessons. Do it."
"No."
"Heechul."
Heechul took a gulp from Hankyung's beer bottle and shrugged. "Don't look at me. He's your boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend." The pitch both Jaejoong and Junsu had simultaneously hit on that one sentence was perfectly in tune and sang like a single angel floating amongst the clouds.
Jaejoong let out a frustrated breath. "You're not underaged and you're surrounded by trustworthy friends. What are you so worried about?"
"I'm not drinking." Junsu crossed his arms decisively. "Not now, not ever."
"That's a little boring." Hankyung commented, his lips already loosened up from the beer he was now somehow sharing with Heechul.
Jaejoong smirked at the non-alcoholic blush billowing through Junsu's cheeks.
The younger man glanced around the dimly lit bar that the others had informed him was their usual nightly hang out spot. In this kind of atmosphere, everyone wreaked of sexy. At least to Junsu. Especially with a song about the sounds women make when they're...aroused playing over the speakers. Junsu cringed.
"I just...don't feel like I should have to shove chemical substances into my system in order to have fun." Junsu explained while rubbing his arms. "And what if I lose control?"
Jaejoong lifted an eyebrow. "You don't trust us? You think we'll just leave you to drink yourself senseless and jump off a building?"
"Yes."
Heechul let out an almost violent snort that sent a small rivulet of beer seeping out through the corner of his lips. "Hear that, Jae? Your boyfriend doesn't trust you."
"He's not my boyfriend." Jaejoong and Junsu snapped, leaving Heechul to sit back in his chair submissively with has hands up in the air.
"You're both too uptight." Heechul giggled before picking up a bottle of soju and gesturing toward Jaejoong and Junsu's side of the table. "Drink up. Chill out."
"I completely agree with Heechul," Jaejoong took the bottle from Heechul and took a swig.
Junsu's eyes went wide. "You do?"
"Kid, when it comes to booze, I'll do anything Heechul says."
"He's lying. Bastard." Heechul murmured into Hankyung's neck with a goofy smile on his face.
Junsu furrowed his brow for an excuse. Any excuse. "But who gets drunk on a Monday? Seriously. You guys can't wait til the weekend to inebriate yourselves?"
The other three looked at each other. "Nope."
Junsu's forehead hit the table.
Heechul licked the smile on his lips. "Besides, Jaejoong doesn't have much time before he loses again. Right, Jae?"
Ignoring the questioning looks from Hankyung and Junsu, Jaejoong took another gulp of beer and poured a cup of the soju Junsu refused to touch and downed it. His system could only take so many days devoid of alcohol. Tonight, he was filling up again. Whether Junsu wanted to join the fun or not.
But in order to fulfill the challenge of the week, it might prove a bit easier to get Junsu to comply if he was a little tipsy, no?
Top Him. 1 Day.
Jaejoong didn't know about Heechul but so far, he was only thinking of one interpretation of that phrase and he and Junsu were nowhere near that kind of relationship. And if he didn't get Junsu to do something by 12 o'clock tonight before Heechul pulled another miracle, Jaejoong would be having another cold, lonely run through campus. Again.
Jaejoong's eyebrow twitched. He was sure he had traumatized an elderly professor on his wet run. And a group of already half-drunk freshman girls had had way too much fun watching his butt as he zipped up the hill.
He was definitely going to have to work harder in this.
"Drink."
"No."
"You like to make everything difficult, don't you."
"No."
"Let me rephrase that. You like to make everything difficult for me, don't you."
"Seems that way, doesn't it?"
Jaejoong inwardly growled.
"Haaaanie..." Heechul was already showing signs of loss of balance as he leaned in a little close to Hankyung beside him. "Do papa a favor and sit on top of my lap, huh?"
Hankyung only chuckled. "If I did that, you won't be able to reach the pok tan ju."
Heechul laughed along with Hankyung after that but Jaejoong could sense that he'd let out an inward growl to rival Jaejoong's earlier one.
Jaejoong turned back to Junsu. "Do you want to die a virgin?"
Both Junsu's eyebrows shot up. "Excuse me?"
"At this rate, tomorrow you could die, get hit by a comet, maybe accidentally eat bad sushi and then Kim Junsu will be no more."
Junsu stared.
"Will you be happy if you die with virgin all over you? Will you?"
Junsu furrowed his brow. "Weren't you concerned with me giving it up too easily not long ago?"
Jaejoong shook his head as if that were the most ridiculous thing on the planet. "That was just Yoochun. He's disgusting. But I'm doing this for you. Everything I do is for you. I just don't want you, you know, dying while you're a virgin in every way."
"I don't get what you mean." Junsu sipped on a glass of water.
"Okay, obviously you're a virgin sexually," Jaejoong paused to let the word send shivers down the younger man's spine. "But does it not bother you that you're also a lip virgin--"
"Why is it that you keep assuming that I've never been kissed?"
"--a masturbating virgin and an alcohol virgin?" Jaejoong shook his head while watching Junsu blush. "Your life is so empty."
The other fidgeted in his seat. He was either finding truth in Jaejoong's words or growing increasingly uncomfortable as Hankyung and Heechul nuzzled each other intensely across the table. "Well, what do you want me to do about it?"
Jaejoong gestured toward the array of different alcoholic beverages littered around their table. "Take a sip. Just a sip. One sip. And then you can die tomorrow happy."
Junsu snorted. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
"Your happiness? Yes."
Twisting his mouth slightly to the side, Junsu took a good long look at the bottles on the table while Jaejoong took a good long look at him, watching for any sign of weakness.
"Okay. Just one sip."
Score.
With a massive grin, Jaejoong nodded in approval and poured a bottle into a glass and pushed it towards the other. "Good boy. Try this."
Junsu sniffed the liquid and wrinkled his nose. "What is this? Smells kinda strong."
"Pfffffft." Jaejoong did his best to appear as though that statement were a complete and total lie. "Nooo. Naah. It's pretty light stuff. It just has that kind of smell, you know?"
Knowing good and well that Junsu wouldn't actually ever know, he continued on as the other man eyed the glass curiously.
"Pok tan ju. A little beer, a little soju. It's just like...small samples of liquor and stuff, you know?"
Completely unknowing, Junsu nodded and took the glass into his hand.
The corner of Jaejoong's mouth twitched. "Yeah, yeah. It's not strong at all. I mean, if you just sip on this stuff for a little while--Just one cup. You know...since you're an alcohol virgin and everything--then you'll be fine."
Junsu lifted the glass to his lips and settled the rim just between his closed lips.
Almost there. "Just sample it a little. You'll like it. By the time you're finished with that one cup, you'll think you just had a glass of water. It's just that mild."
Heechul snorted into Hankyung's shoulder across the table but Jaejoong ignored him and hoped Junsu would, too.
Junsu took the glass away from his mouth by just a few centimeters. "But doesn't pok tan ju mean 'Bomb liquor?'"
Jaejoong cleared his throat. And then cleared his throat again. By the looks of it, Heechul and Hankyung's nuzzling was somehow getting so deep that someone might end up on top of the other by the time Jaejoong finally convinced Junsu to shove the liquid concoction down his throat.
"Sure...yeah. But it's only named that way because of the heavy drinkers. Yeah. They get wasted easily on the other stuff but when it comes to this, they leave the bars perfectly sober and it's such a disappointment, they called it a 'bomb.' Kinda like a 'bummer.' I guess that was the name they were originally shooting for, but they're drunks so what do they know?"
Heechul was full on laughing into Hankyung's neck.
Jaejoong kicked him under the table.
Hankyung yelped and continued nuzzling.
With increasing curiosity, a trait of Junsu's that Jaejoong was beginning to fall in love with at the moment, the younger man pressed the glass back to his lips and tipped it slightly, allowing the alcohol to slip into the tiny part of his mouth.
His face crumpled.
"What the--? You said this was mild."
"Yeah, it is." Jaejoong said quickly. "It's just all the small samples of other types of alcohol that make it taste like that. It's still pretty watered down, though. Go on. Keep sipping your alcohol virginity away."
Junsu eyed Jaejoong suspiciously for a moment before shrugging and taking another tiny sip.
Patience is a virtue, Jaejoong. Just wait it out for a little while and you'll be rewarded.
While absent-mindedly looking around the dimly lit bar with inquisitive eyes, Junsu took another sip even smaller than the last.
To hide the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, Jaejoong took a shot of soju and dumped it into his mouth.
Patience, patience.
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Many, many, many, many, many, many, many sips later...
"Bastard! You cheated!"
Heechul moved his elbow too close to the edge of the table and almost fell to the floor. "You're the bastard, bastard! You're the bastard that lost, bastard."
Jaejoong was laughing so hard it hurt.
Junsu took another sip which at this point, now constituted as a gulp of whatever it was Jaejoong kept pouring for him and jabbed a finger at Heechul. "You distracted me, bastard."
Heechul sneered as best as he could. "You proposed a challenge that no one but me can win. No one...no one wins a staring contest against Heechul."
Junsu smacked the table, rattling some glass. "Bullshit! I can win anything. Anything. Anything. But you distracted me."
"You're just a distractible person."
"Nah, man. I'm focused." Junsu jabbed a finger somewhere near himself. "Focused. Like...focused."
Heechul took a long swig right out of the beer bottle before responding. "Doesn't matter how focused you are. When it comes to staring at my Hannie, I'm the king."
"You mean the queen." Jaejoong sang before dissolving into giggles.
Junsu downed a shot of soju and exhaled loudly. "I won the staring contest, dude. Won. I stared longer. So I won."
"No! You looked away. The deal was whoever could stare at my Hankyung the longest was the winner and you looked away, man. You lost."
Hankyung smiled slightly and stared off somewhere, mumbling under his breath.
"But you cheated." Junsu protested, pronouncing the word 'cheated' a bit too well. "You pointed somewhere and said Marilyn Monroe was making out with Changmin."
"Changmin's here?" With a giggle still riding just under his alcohol-saturated breath, Jaejoong perked his head and looked around.
Heechul lifted an eyebrow. Or attempted to. "I dunno. I just said that so you would look away."
"So you admit you cheated!"
Silently, Hankyung's eyes locked on something just over Junsu's shoulder and pointed. All eyes turned to look.
"Called it!" Heechul screeched, jabbing a fist in the air. "Changmin was totally here! I had no idea!"
Completely and totally minding his own business, Changmin sat a few tables away from theirs with Kibum and Siwon and someone none of them recognized, calmly sipping at his own drink and chatting amongst the others.
"So...Changmin's been sleeping...in the bar all this time?" Jaejoong wrinkled his nose.
"Stupid." Heechul reached across the table and pushed Jaejoong's head, sending his nose into Junsu's shoulder. "He's probably been sleeping with Kibum or Siwon or...who is that guy?"
Junsu clapped his hands together and laughed. "That slut. Sleeping with Kibum and Siwon and some guy. Ha...he's worse than Jaejoong."
Jaejoong giggled. "He's worse than me..."
"You know, you two are perfect for each other." Heechul drawled with his chin perched atop his clasped fingers.
"Huh?" The two mumbled while Hankyung commented in what the others could only guess was Chinese.
"You're both stupid." Heechul explained and laughed a little too hard. Jaejoong followed in laughter. Junsu nodded for whatever reason. "Like you, Junsu, thought what Jaejoong gave you was mild."
"Huh?" Junsu repeated. He took another gulp-sized sip of the cup Jaejoong had just clumsily refilled for him.
"That stuff." Heechul pointed at Junsu's now empty glass. Jaejoong refilled it again. "Pok tan ju is not called 'bomb liquor' because it sucks. It's called 'bomb liquor' cause that stuff will knock the piss out of you."
Jaejoong snickered. Junsu nodded again but it didn't seem as though anything was getting to his head.
"I'm only sipping. I'll be fine." Junsu grinned a toothy smile and nodded at Jaejoong who grinned back. "Jaejoong said I'll be fine. Right, Jaejoong?"
"Right!"
Heechul snorted as his head lolled forward until he was looking at the other two through the fan of long hair that now shaded his face. "So perfect for each other. Junsu, you even thought Marilyn Monroe was making out with Changmin."
"But you said!"
"Marilyn Monroe doesn't even exist!"
"Eu kyang kyang kyang kyang kyang kyang kyang...kyang..."
Heechul's eyes went wide. Even Hankyung spared the other man with a questioning look.
Jaejoong giggled into his hand. "That's the way he laughs. Isn't it weird? Like a dolphin or something. You know, if a dolphin had a sense of humor."
All four of them erupted into laughter at the last statement. Hankyung said a string of sentences in Chinese and continued smiling vaguely off at whatever was behind Jaejoong.
"Besides," Jaejoong raised himself from his chair, leaning heavily on the table in front of him. "Marilyn Monroe isn't the one making out with Changmin. I am."
Stumbling as if the floor were a seesaw throwing his footsteps back and forth, Jaejoong made his way through the other chairs and tables until he loomed over Changmin's. The other didn't seem to take immediate notice of his presence.
Until Jaejoong plopped down in his lap and swallowed his mouth whole.
Unsurprisingly, Changmin was a bit shocked. However, it seemed as though even in his drunken state, Jaejoong was still stronger than the other as he shouted into the older man's mouth and made fruitless efforts at shoving his chest away.
Kibum and Other Guy only stared with mouths hung open. Only the nameless guy's open gape eventually turned into semi-greasy smile. He licked his lips. Heechul was probably the only one to notice this.
Changmin was only freed of Jaejoong's lips' grasp when he completely stood up from his chair, leaving Jaejoong to stumble into the table for support. In his useless efforts to stand himself upright again, Jaejoong sent himself right into Other Guy's lap.
Other Guy didn't seem to mind at all.
In fact, Other Guy smiled wide enough to split his face in half and whispered something into Jaejoong's ear while one hand traveled south to Jaejoong's crotch.
Changmin had disappeared with Kibum not too far behind when Jaejoong and Other Guy immersed themselves in sloppily making out with one another. Other Guy's hand slipped past the waistband of Jaejoong's jeans and rubbed in there like there was no yesterday, today or tomorrow.
Breaking away with a foggy smile on his face, Jaejoong removed the guy's hand, wiggled his butt in the other man's lap and sauntered back to his own table.
Hankyung had probably missed the whole exchange entirely, still staring off into other areas that held large amounts of some inexplicable source of entertainment.
Heechul applauded with a smirk. Junsu shifted in his chair silently.
"His name is Junsu." Jaejoong grinned as he settled himself back down in his seat.
"We all know my name is Junsu." Junsu muttered into another glass of soju.
"No, no." The older man shook his head giddily. "That guy that none of us knows. His name is Junsu."
"Bastard." Junsu mumbled. "I'm the only Kim Junsu."
"Nope. His family name is Kim, too." Jaejoong beamed.
Heechul twisted his mouth in thought. "I might have seen that guy before. With Nickhun and Jaebeom. And possibly Junho, the underclassmen who got caught with Donghae's boxers and yo-yo. And then claimed to lose both of them."
"MY brother's name is Junho!" Junsu snapped. "Kim Junho! Kim Junho! Kim Junsu!"
Heechul smirked. "We're Korean. Everyone's name is Kim."
"Mine is." Jaejoong nudged Junsu in the ribs.
"And mine." Heechul said proudly.
Hankyung mumbled something with a mixture of Chinese and Kim Kibum.
"How come I'm not special anymore?" Junsu slurred to the point of almost not being recognizable as a language and folded his arms on the table, laying his head there.
"You are special, my friend." Heechul smacked a hand on Junsu's elbow. "Look around this table. I'm the awesome drunk. Jaejoong's the happy drunk--"
Jaejoong laughed to himself.
"--Hankyung's the Chinese drunk--"
Hankyung nodded mutely, but probably not as a response to what Heechul had said.
"--and you're the talkative drunk. See? We're all unique."
Junsu mumbled something else and buried his head further into his arms.
"You don't believe me?" Heechul said in a high octave Jaejoong didn't known he could reach. "Come on. Look at Jaejoong. Have you ever seen him this happy?"
Slowly, Junsu raised his head from his arms and glanced at Jaejoong to his right. The other looked back calmly at first, but his face soon twisted into what could be interpreted as an effort to hold back a hiccup of laughter and soon he was leaning forward laughing and giggling into his hand.
Heechul snorted. "He never gets this drunk. Only buzzed. He'll only get piss drunk around his good friends. Congratulations, Junsu. You're officially considered a good friend."
Junsu smiled slightly, earning a finger poking into his cheek while Jaejoong snorted, "You're blushing, you drunk!"
Heechul shakily aimed the bottle of beer up to his lips and ignored the growing rivulets that escaped through the corner of his mouth. "Yeah, I've noticed that. Why do you blush so much? You're gonna start crying blood eventually and that's just gross."
Junsu made many largely futile attempts to flick away Jaejoong's probing finger from his flushed face. "I don't...know. Don't blushes come from alcohol?"
"But you've only been sipping, remember? So why are you always blushing so much? Always?"
Junsu pursed his lips. "I think my mom makes my dad blush a lot...or maybe it was my uncle. Or maybe my mom's dad's uncle..."
Jaejoong laughed through his teeth and took another shot of soju.
"Ah, who cares?" Junsu announced suddenly and hit the table with both hands. I'm bored with this. Let's go somewhere else. Who's with me?"
He had already risen from the table by the time to others had begun to collect themselves without falling over on the floor. A huge feat.
Hankyung was stumbling silently.
Heechul was making rude gestures at other tables.
Jaejoong was still laughing.
Junsu was already out the door shouting something at a passing car.
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"Hey...Juh...Junsu..."
"Yeah?"
Heechul wrinkled his brow. "Isn't this T.O.P. Hall?"
Junsu looked around his small dorm room and nodded slowly but his head ended up traveling in circles. "Yeah. My dorm room is in T.O.P. Hall. Yeah."
Heechul regarded Jaejoong who lay sprawled out on Junsu's bed. "So does this mean we both win, Jae? We're both in T.O.P. Hall. So...did we both...Top him?"
Junsu burst into violent laughter that shook his roommate's empty bed as he sat with legs crossed. Hankyung lay with his head in Heechul's lap on the floor. "That doesn't make any sense. Do you know you don't make any sense? You don't."
Jaejoong chuckled a beat too late and glanced at Junsu's roommate's blurring alarm clock shaped like a banana. Or at least it looked like a banana. It was hard to tell with only the dim light of a single lamp. Or maybe Jaejoong was just too wasted to tell. "Nah. It's 11pm. We've still got one hour til somebody has to top somebody. Heechul?"
"Yeah?" Heechul hiccuped.
"What happens when we both lose?"
Junsu looked back and forth between the both of them. Hankyung appeared to be on his way to sleep.
"Mmmmm...I guess we both have to do the punishme.... Aish! Why do you talk about these things while I'm drunk?" Heechul grabbed a handful of his own hair and squeezed his eyes shut.
Jaejoong laughed and Junsu laughed with him, sending Eu kyang kyangs everywhere, but nobody seemed to care anymore.
"Hey," Heechul lowered his voice and looked at the others slyly. "You know what I wanna know?"
The other two smiled widely in anticipation.
"Who in here would top who?"
"Whom." Junsu corrected.
Jaejoong laughed a little too loudly. "You mean in smeeeeeeeex? How would you even know about that? Doesn't look like you and your boyfriend would ever bother exploring that topic."
He snickered as Hankyung rapidly blinked up at the ceiling before letting his heavy lids close completely.
Heechul sniffed. "What...ever. If we did do that stuff, huh? What do you think? Who would top?"
"Him." Jaejoong answered immediately.
"Why?" Heechul suddenly shot back angrily. "You don't think I'm manly enough?"
"No." Junsu said from his spot on his roommate's bed. Jaejoong laughed hysterically.
"You've never even masturbated. How would you know anything about...anything?" Heechul shook a finger somewhere within the vicinity of Junsu's existence.
Junsu looked up thoughtfully. "I don't usually have opinions on this kind of thing..."
"Say it! Say it!" Jaejoong giggled.
"But you just seem like you'd...like it that way." He paused in silence for a beat too long and then tipped over in laughter.
Heechul frowned. Then smiled. "Yeah. I would."
"What do think about me, Junsu?" Jaejoong slurred, sinking his head further into the pillow on Junsu's bed.
The other looked up thoughtfully, pressing the tip of his thumb up to his lips. "That's diffi...diffi....hard. I guess...bottom...maybe? Aaaaahhhh..." With a groan, Junsu pressed his hands to his alcohol-flushed face and shook his head.
"Wrong!" Jaejoong pointed at the other with another string of giggles.
"Right." Heechul eyed Jaejoong curiously while stroking the hair out of Hankyung's face. "You do like it on bottom, don't you? Everyone talks about you--"
"Psssshhh!!" Jaejoong smacked a hand against the wall adjacent to the bed. "Both. I like it both ways." He grinned. "But my usual flavor is on bottom."
"Nah, you just like sex so much, you'll take it anyway you can get." Junsu quipped, earning an explosive laugh out of Heechul, forceful enough to nearly wake Hankyung now snoring in his lap.
"Well, you, Junsu, would be too afraid to take it like a man on bottom." Jaejoong pointed again accusingly. "Only real men take it up the ass."
"Holla!" Heechul collided his palm into a nearly nonexistence high-five with Jaejoong.
"No, I'd be a top because I'm still used to girls." Junsu shot back defensively.
Jaejoong snorted. "You're a viiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirgin. You're not used to using any cocks anywhere." He and Heechul attempted another high-five which failed this time.
Junsu sniffed and curled up on his roommate's bed. "Well both me and my roommate Hongki agree. We'd rather wait til we're good and ready with someone we trust. Not everyone is ready to give it up for a few moments of fun."
Jaejoong and Heechul looked at each other. "Why?"
"Not even Siwon was such a prude when I took his innocence." Heechul smirked. "And he was spouting off stuff about the lord's holy angels when I got him to come for the first time. Now he's just like every other normal man."
Junsu lifted an eyebrow and tried and failed to lift his head off the bed as well. "I thought you liked Hankyung."
The other frowned suddenly. "I do. Siwon was before him. Hankyung is special." He finished quietly while gently running a hand through his boyfriend's hair.
A long period of silence followed with only the sound of Hankyung's light snores and occasional mutterings in Chinese to fill the air. And then...
"KISSU...SHITA....MAMA.....GOODBYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!"
Heechul had to cover his mouth with both hands to keep the rolls of potentially dangerous and uncontrollable laughter from waking up Hankyung in his lap.
Junsu's Eu kyang kyangs cascaded around the room as he wiggled and kicked in hysteria, making the others laugh even harder.
"Shut up, shut up, Jaejoong! You're going to wake my dorm mates!" Junsu managed to gasp between bouts of laughter.
"Whatever!" Jaejoong bellowed from his giggling mess on Junsu's bed. "Everyone on this whole hall is probably all gone for the night to visit home just like your roommate. ALL GONE!! DON'T SAY GOODBYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"
Heechul was too busy choking on his own laughter and fighting for air to breath to do anything much about the racket, and Hankyung, much too asleep. Junsu struggled to lift himself off his roommate's bed without letting the extra weight that had somehow added itself to his head pull him to the floor and on top of Hankyung and Heechul.
He stood up unsteadily and launched himself towards Jaejoong, clutching the side of his mattress for balance.
"STAY WITH ME TONIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!!!!!!!!"
He had no other choice. With laughter still pouring from his mouth, Junsu threw one leg to the other side of Jaejoong's waist until he was straddling the other man and shook his shoulders.
"IT'S MY CRAAAAAAZY LOOOOOOVE FOR YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO--!!!!!!"
There. That's better.
Junsu smushed both his hands over Jaejoong's mouth. Well, at least he aimed for Jaejoong's mouth. The first attempt successfully covered the older man's eye quite well. It wasn't until Junsu was able to bite back one last jolt of his own laughter that he aimed lower and clamped his hands over Jaejoong's moving mouth.
Giggling, with his legs still straddling the other's body, Junsu lowered his head until it lay next to Jaejoong's on the pillow and turned his mouth until it was pressed into the other's ear.
"You, Kim Jae are waaaay too much trouble." He whispered, pouring a deep alcoholic mist into Jaejoong's ear.
Even as drunk as he was, Jaejoong knew there was no point in retorting back because he felt the younger man's body go limp while still on top of him and a hot steady breath blowing into his ear soon followed.
Junsu had passed out.
The room went semi-silent again for only a moment before Jaejoong began chuckling to himself, which proved quite difficult with Junsu lying on his chest. "He said...Kim Jae. Like kimchi..."
Heechul didn't laugh this time. Only looked at the two and frowned.
"Damn." He hissed to himself, shaking his head. "You better enjoy this win, Jae, because it's not going to happen often."
Jaejoong tried to turn his head, not only to give Heechul a confused look at a better angle, but also to avoid the drool that had begun seeping out of Junsu's mouth. "What are you talking about?"
"Can't believe he got Junsu to top him that easily. And it's 11:57. You got lucky, Jae." Heechul mumbled still shaking his head. "But do you think I could do the punishment tomorrow night? I need to sleep all this booze off and if I trek out into the night in the nude right now, I might not be able to find my way back to the dorms, you understand? I know you'll understand. You better understand because I don't take very kindly to stingy little--"
Jaejoong may or may not have heard the rest of Heechul's speech. He probably wouldn't remember any of it in the morning, anyway as he slipped into a deep sleep that was peaceful and uncomfortable at the same time with the soothing alcohol to send him off to dreamland and the massive weight on his chest to inhibit his breathing.
But even with the weight and the drool, Junsu's breath on Jaejoong's neck was almost kind of calming. Like a lullaby.
Chapter 14
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