Jaejoong Is A Douchebag. Part 2.
Jaejoong Is A Douchebag Part 2
Author: dong-bang @ kiiteruno
Pairings: Various. YooMin. JaeChun.
Rating: Overall NC-17. This part, PG-13.
Genre: Bandfic. Smut. Angst (?). Humor. Chaptered. Longish drabble (~900+ words).
Warnings: Strong language. Kind of Oblivious!Changmin.
Summary: A story of unrequited love. And blowjobs. And bets. And sex.
AN: Just doing these to clear my head and get me back in the mood to write. I promise I will get another chapter of Porn Star out soon, even if it kills me. :\
He avoids Yoochun and Jaejoong the next day.
It's not really the most brilliant of plans, and it's terribly obvious someone's going to notice. Even Junsu notices, and Junsu is generally oblivious to most inter-group conflict unlesss someone is screaming at someone else. The fact that Changmin more or less glues himself to his side makes things a bit obvious, though.
"What the hell, Changmin-ah?" Junsu finally asks, glancing up at the youngest from his phone.
"What?"
"You're... uh, hovering."
"What's wrong with that?" Changmin huffs, shifting on the couch where they're seated.
"You don't generally bother me unless you want something or you're avoiding someone else."
Changmin frowns.
"I'm right, huh?" Junsu grins a bit as he turns back to his game. "Now go hover somewhere else."
When they get back home and the others launch from the van towards the front door, Yunho grabs Changmin by the back of his shirt and pulls him towards a bench.
"Let's talk," the leader says airily, and Changmin feels his mood plummet further. Of course Yunho would notice something was up.
He sits down heavily on the bench, watching Yunho dig through his bag and produce a pack of cigarettes. Their leader only smokes when he's particularly stressed, frustrated, or angry. Changmin wonders if Yunho smokes during all his "talks" with the other members. He wouldn't know, as he's rarely the target of one.
"What's going on?" Yunho finally asks as he tucks the white stick between his lips and lights up.
"Nothing," Changmin says absently. Yunho sighs.
"Changmin-ah," he says as he sits back, crossing his arms, "It's already 1 a.m. and I'm exhausted. I want to go change clothes, get my contacts out, curl up in bed, maybe jerk off a bit, and get as much sleep as possible until our schedule kicks in later today. I'm pretty sure you wanna do the same, right?" He gives the youngest a wane smile before tapping ash off the end of his cigarette. "So stop bullshitting me and let's get to it. What's wrong?"
Changmin shifts on the bench, tugging on the sleeve of his hoodie. "Jaejoong is a douchebag," he finally offers.
Yunho smiles. "It's been said. What'd he do this time?"
"He bet Yoochun 5,000 won that he couldn't get me off before I kicked him out of bed."
Yunho quirks an eyebrow. "And?"
"So Yoochun snuck into my room and blew me."
"How dare he," Yunho murmurs dryly, taking a slow drag.
"Hyung!"
Yunho laughs. "So Jaejoong made Yoochun a crappy bet. You got a free blowjob out of it. I'm kinda failing to see the problem." Yunho gives the youngest a grin as smoke curls out between his lips. "Unless this is about your little puppy love crush on Yoochun."
Changmin feels his stomach curl in on itself.
"Oh, don't look at me like that. Everyone knows. You think you're not blatantly obvious?" Yunho lifts one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, sitting up to drop his half-smoked cigarette on the pavement in front of him. "My guess," he continues as he mushes the glowing embers out, "is that Jaejoong knows, too. And he wanted to give you a little thrill. Besides, it's not like Yoochun wasn't interested."
"What?" Changmin whispers, cheeks now flushed pink with embarrassment and... something else.
"Think about it," Yunho says, grinning. "Only 5,000 won? You really think Yoochun is so desperate for money he'd blow someone he didn't already wanna blow for so little? Shit, Yoochun probably would've done it for 500 won."
"B-b-but... but they're dating!"
Yunho barks out a laugh. "Since when?"
Changmin wonders if they're talking about the same Jaejoong and Yoochun. "They're... they're together, right? All the time-"
"If you mean they're fucking, then yes, they're 'together all the time,'" Yunho says, making little quote marks in the air with a smirk. "I highly doubt they're dating. Jaejoong fails too much at monogamy and Yoochun's too emo to date someone like that."
Changmin feels dumbfounded.
"Did you miss that part?" Yunho says, smiling fondly at the youngest. "You do realize Jaejoong gets around, right?"
"Gets around..." Changmin repeats, swallowing hard.
"And Yoochun isn't much of a saint, either. Look," Yunho sighs as he stands and grabs his bag, "If you want Yoochun then go for it. Shit, bang Jaejoong too for all I care. Just stop avoiding them and making it seem like Jaejoong shot your dog or something. Even the staff was asking questions."
"Sorry, hyung," Changmin whispers, hugging himself as he sits back on the bench.
"Don't worry about it, dongsaeng." Yunho slides his bag onto his shoulder, looking the youngest over. "Don't stay out here too long, okay?" And with that, he turns and heads inside.
Changmin nods slowly, pulling at his sleeve again as he thinks.
Getting back at Jaejoong, he decides, is Step One.
[part o1] // [part o3]
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Author: dong-bang @ kiiteruno
Pairings: Various. YooMin. JaeChun.
Rating: Overall NC-17. This part, PG-13.
Genre: Bandfic. Smut. Angst (?). Humor. Chaptered. Longish drabble (~900+ words).
Warnings: Strong language. Kind of Oblivious!Changmin.
Summary: A story of unrequited love. And blowjobs. And bets. And sex.
AN: Just doing these to clear my head and get me back in the mood to write. I promise I will get another chapter of Porn Star out soon, even if it kills me. :\
He avoids Yoochun and Jaejoong the next day.
It's not really the most brilliant of plans, and it's terribly obvious someone's going to notice. Even Junsu notices, and Junsu is generally oblivious to most inter-group conflict unlesss someone is screaming at someone else. The fact that Changmin more or less glues himself to his side makes things a bit obvious, though.
"What the hell, Changmin-ah?" Junsu finally asks, glancing up at the youngest from his phone.
"What?"
"You're... uh, hovering."
"What's wrong with that?" Changmin huffs, shifting on the couch where they're seated.
"You don't generally bother me unless you want something or you're avoiding someone else."
Changmin frowns.
"I'm right, huh?" Junsu grins a bit as he turns back to his game. "Now go hover somewhere else."
When they get back home and the others launch from the van towards the front door, Yunho grabs Changmin by the back of his shirt and pulls him towards a bench.
"Let's talk," the leader says airily, and Changmin feels his mood plummet further. Of course Yunho would notice something was up.
He sits down heavily on the bench, watching Yunho dig through his bag and produce a pack of cigarettes. Their leader only smokes when he's particularly stressed, frustrated, or angry. Changmin wonders if Yunho smokes during all his "talks" with the other members. He wouldn't know, as he's rarely the target of one.
"What's going on?" Yunho finally asks as he tucks the white stick between his lips and lights up.
"Nothing," Changmin says absently. Yunho sighs.
"Changmin-ah," he says as he sits back, crossing his arms, "It's already 1 a.m. and I'm exhausted. I want to go change clothes, get my contacts out, curl up in bed, maybe jerk off a bit, and get as much sleep as possible until our schedule kicks in later today. I'm pretty sure you wanna do the same, right?" He gives the youngest a wane smile before tapping ash off the end of his cigarette. "So stop bullshitting me and let's get to it. What's wrong?"
Changmin shifts on the bench, tugging on the sleeve of his hoodie. "Jaejoong is a douchebag," he finally offers.
Yunho smiles. "It's been said. What'd he do this time?"
"He bet Yoochun 5,000 won that he couldn't get me off before I kicked him out of bed."
Yunho quirks an eyebrow. "And?"
"So Yoochun snuck into my room and blew me."
"How dare he," Yunho murmurs dryly, taking a slow drag.
"Hyung!"
Yunho laughs. "So Jaejoong made Yoochun a crappy bet. You got a free blowjob out of it. I'm kinda failing to see the problem." Yunho gives the youngest a grin as smoke curls out between his lips. "Unless this is about your little puppy love crush on Yoochun."
Changmin feels his stomach curl in on itself.
"Oh, don't look at me like that. Everyone knows. You think you're not blatantly obvious?" Yunho lifts one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, sitting up to drop his half-smoked cigarette on the pavement in front of him. "My guess," he continues as he mushes the glowing embers out, "is that Jaejoong knows, too. And he wanted to give you a little thrill. Besides, it's not like Yoochun wasn't interested."
"What?" Changmin whispers, cheeks now flushed pink with embarrassment and... something else.
"Think about it," Yunho says, grinning. "Only 5,000 won? You really think Yoochun is so desperate for money he'd blow someone he didn't already wanna blow for so little? Shit, Yoochun probably would've done it for 500 won."
"B-b-but... but they're dating!"
Yunho barks out a laugh. "Since when?"
Changmin wonders if they're talking about the same Jaejoong and Yoochun. "They're... they're together, right? All the time-"
"If you mean they're fucking, then yes, they're 'together all the time,'" Yunho says, making little quote marks in the air with a smirk. "I highly doubt they're dating. Jaejoong fails too much at monogamy and Yoochun's too emo to date someone like that."
Changmin feels dumbfounded.
"Did you miss that part?" Yunho says, smiling fondly at the youngest. "You do realize Jaejoong gets around, right?"
"Gets around..." Changmin repeats, swallowing hard.
"And Yoochun isn't much of a saint, either. Look," Yunho sighs as he stands and grabs his bag, "If you want Yoochun then go for it. Shit, bang Jaejoong too for all I care. Just stop avoiding them and making it seem like Jaejoong shot your dog or something. Even the staff was asking questions."
"Sorry, hyung," Changmin whispers, hugging himself as he sits back on the bench.
"Don't worry about it, dongsaeng." Yunho slides his bag onto his shoulder, looking the youngest over. "Don't stay out here too long, okay?" And with that, he turns and heads inside.
Changmin nods slowly, pulling at his sleeve again as he thinks.
Getting back at Jaejoong, he decides, is Step One.
[part o1] // [part o3]
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