The Truth About Leader Jaebum Part 2
Title: The Truth About Leader Jaebum pt. 2
Character/Pairing: Jay/Taec, slight evil genius Nichkhun/Junsu, ninja! Chansung/Junho/Wooyoung
Genre: humor, crack, and a little romance
Rating: pg-13 (lots of swearing this time around)
Word Count: 2, 563
Disclaimer: Wouldn't resort to fanfics if I owned them, I'd be otherwise engaged
Summary: The follow up to the truth behind Jay's reluctance to engage in skinship and what Nichkhun is really like behind his innocent image. What Nichkhun has to do to complete his naughty plan with an oblivious Junsu and how Jaebum suffers through it all.
A/N: Continuation inspired by Sukira radio interview and Idol Army, and of course my genius Khun!
Nichkhun believed in balance.
Everything had an equal and opposite reaction in physics as well as in real life. Thus in order to survive the bitch that is karma, Nichkhun likes to follow up every mischievous and naughty deed with one of kindness. After all, there is no sense in setting yourself up for a lifetime of misfortune for just having had a little fun on the behalf of your band mates every so often, is there?
As predicted, Tuesday’s dance practice fiasco panned out well for the dubbed Thai Prince. Those who had wrong him at the breakfast table were punished and his mentally titled project ‘Hook Leader-shii Up’ was a success - or so he thought. Scanning their dorm Wednesday night he did notice a peculiar site: the afore mention leader was sitting on the couch in front of the T.V. rather close to a certain lanky giant member, shoulders and knees touching, but no sparks flying. Where was the groping? The inappropriate new couple make-out sessions? The Thai man frowned. Did Nichkhun have to do everything for them, really?
Noting that his project concerning his leader’s romance was still in progress, Khun took stock of the situation and its players. Jaebum, until recently, was a suspected anti-touching mess and is now taking baby steps into the world of physical contact. Taecyeon, fairing no better, is almost medically shy and would wait eternity for their dear leader to make another move. He shook his head in avid disapproval. These two were made for each other. Just then, Khun was further reminded of the previous day’s failure as Junsu walked into the kitchen - where he was spying on his romantically challenged band mates. He had yet to deal with the singer and that didn’t sit well with the little devil on his left shoulder.
Nichkhun then had a genius idea, one of many he has been having lately. The best way to light a fire under Jay’s ass was to evoking the number one primal emotion - jealousy. Yes, jealous. Beautiful, glorious jealous. That naughty grin danced across his face once more. Jay’s possessive side would surely take action if his newly found bond with Taec was threatened.
Junsu joined Khun at the kitchen table and tried to understand what had his band mate concentrating so intently. Khun felt Junsu watching him and then glancing to the living room - he had obviously not noticed the change in Jay and Taec’s relationship. Nichkhun wondered; was Junsu disinterested, a narcissist, or completely oblivious?
“What are you doing Khun? Practicing for a staring contest?” Khun would have thought that was sarcasm if he hadn’t turned to see the wide-eyed expression on Junsu’s face. Bingo, number three it is, and the grin on his face widened as another genius plan formed in his head. Oh Junsu, you poor bastard.
Junsu and Taecyeon shared a bedroom, how fate favored Nichkhun. Taec had expressed a desire recently to sing more and rap less, Junsu has dubbed himself the lead vocalist; truly, fate and luck were on his side. Khun loved his life so much sometimes. Turning to Junsu now, Nichkhun began to set his plan in motion.
“So Junsu, how you ever taught anyone to sing?” He paused for dramatic effect as he scanned the other’s confused face. “I mean, you are our lead right?” Khun held back his cringing.
Junsu blushed a bit at the flattery. “No. What’s up Khun, you don’t want lessons do you?” he teased innocently.
“Not for me.” He swung an arm around Junsu’s shoulder and pointed the boy to the couple on the couch. “Remember Taec said he wanted to sing more?” Junsu nodded in response. “Remember the scary solo singing on Idol Army?” Junsu nodded in response again and Nichkhun waited for his friend to put it all together.
“Oh. Okay. OH!” he looked at Khun and smiled. “I gotcha. I’ll ask him tonight in our room, in privacy.”
Well that would not do. The other three were out goofing around and Jaebum was right there.
“I think it would be good to ask now, before you forget.”
Junsu tilted his head. “But my memory is just fine.” Nichkhun mentally face palmed himself. How was he the younger one?
“No time like the present.” He nudged the older boy towards the living room and did his best not to full on shove him.
“But what about Jaebum hyung? I don’t want to embarrass Taec.”
“He is the leader; he would be supportive of stuff like this. He HAS to be.” Man was Junsu driving him nuts. When did plotting get so difficult. ‘Work with me Junsu’ was quickly becoming his new personal mantra.
Khun guided Junsu into the living room and loudly cleared his throat. Jay jumped at least twice his height from the couch and Taec tried to catch Jay but failed as the leader threw himself away from the man. Taec pouted, Jae cursed Nichkhun. The leader’s bravery against cooties was fading, fast.
“Junsu has something he wanted to ask Taec,” Nichkhun announced, making eye contact with Jay and smiling that stupid knowing smile of his. Jay did not feel good about this. He knew Khun wasn’t the little puppy dog he made himself out to be on Idol Army, just no one EVER believed him.
“Oh?” poor Taec was just as clueless as Junsu sometimes Nichkhun thought as the gangly member asked curiously. Nichkhun’s eyes remained on Jay. It was like the Thai man was challenging the leader from Seattle.
‘Go ahead and overreact now, hyung, you know you want to. Declare your love’ was what Khun’s gaze was saying.
‘Suck it Khun! You scheming bastard! This is a CONSPRIACY! You’re working with the cooties aren’t you?’ Jaebum had to fight against these irrational thoughts, well except that second one. He was on to Nichkhun, Thai prince his ass! The man was a conspiracy ninja!
“I was wondering if you would be interested in getting some pointers about singing, I could help you since I’m like the lead vocalist.” Junsu started off slowly, but quickly continued, not wanting to sound conceited. “I mean since you said you wanted to sing more…” still he felt too boastful, “Maybe you could help me with my rapping too?”
“Um, I don’t know.” He sighed, blushing and side glancing at Jay.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I just wanted to help you out. We could do it in our room so the other members don’t need to find out. That’s alright isn’t it Jay?” Junsu had no Idea how his innocent words had just been interpreted by the germ fearing, overly macho compensating (and right now jealous) leader.
Junsu. Taec. My giant fucking Taec. Spending hours. Together. In a tiny bedroom. A dirty tiny bedroom. No fucking way was he going to allow that.
“I don’t think…”
“Okay. Why not! Let’s just keep this between us.” Taecyeon cut Jay off. And with that the two were off to their room, leaving a speechless Jay and a grinning Khun behind. The last thing Jay saw was Junsu take Taecyeon’s wrist in his hand as they closed the door to their shared room, and small cloud of dust dispersing in their wake.
“Well fuck me.”
It wasn’t until Nichkhun was right beside Jay that he had realized he had spoken the words aloud.
“Well?”
“You’re not my type leader-shii.” Khun could really be a brat sometimes.
Jay grumbled, low and wholly annoyed. “Care to explain what the hell just happened and how so fast?”
“Junsu’s a peach isn’t he? Looking after sweet Taecyeon. He is such a good guy. Very caring. He really is the type to express his affections thorough his actions, neh?”
Jay’s left eye began to twitch. He was either pissed off and incredibly jealous as Nichkhun had hoped for, or totally having a seizure, which made Khun panic a bit. Karma would not take kindly on him disabling their leader. Nichkhun had seen this look once before, when Jo kwon all but slobbered on Jaebum while cam-whoring. Jay spent over an hour over a sink. Khun still questions whether that was cootiephobia or sheer repulse.
“Junsu wants to express his affections to (my)Taec?”
“He really seems to want to help Taec out, help him succeed, from right by his side…” Nichkhun could see his words working their magic as the leader now seemed lost deep in his thoughts and fists tightly balled.
Jaebum just didn’t understand it. Since when did Junsu have a thing for Taecyeon? Didn’t he, being an innocent, have a crush on this suspicious man now at his side? Really, why would Junsu even… Jay had had his head bent down in thought when he suddenly snapped up in revelation. Khun was the best friend he ever had. After pondering over how he would move Taec out of that disgusting room into a cleaner and healthier environment; oh say his room, which coincidently happened to be the room that Junsu did not sleep in every night with his perfect voice, Jay (though obviously side-tracked by his cootiephobia once again) realized that poor sweet Junsu had been set up by Khun the evil Thai prince of a genius to make him jealous. Well played.
“If you ever repeat what I am about to say to you, I swear to god Khun I will show you how we settle things in Seattle.” Nichkhun nodded, swearing his silence. “You are calculative and secretive and very possibly an outright evil genius bent on world domination and I think you just might be my bestest friend and the most sweetest person I have ever met. I love you like a brother, especially after what you have done for me today.”
Nichkhun pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. “I love you too hyung.”
After a moment of silence Jay took a huge breathe, “I’d even hug you now if I was so freaked out by your cooties.”
“Yah. How come you were all for Taec’s cooties, but not mine?”
“Pabo.” Jay did venture to ruffle Khun’s hair. “I love Taec more than I love you.” And with that, Jaebum marched over to Junsu and Taecyeon’s room, throwing the door open without knocking. After coughing up possibly a lung from a sudden inhalation of dust the determined leader proceeded to grab Taec’s arm and yanked off his bed in the middle of a singing lesson. He went on to wrap his arms around the thin but giant man.
“No touchy.” Jay growled at Junsu, glaring around from Taec’s side at the shocked singer. “All mine.” He continued as he nuzzled into Taec’s firm torso, practically purring.
“Jay?” Taec questioned, unable to wipe the giant fucking grin off his face. “You feeling okay?”
Junsu sat there in complete fear, starring at the pod person that had obviously replaced his hyung.
Jay snapped back to reality and slowly pulled away from the man in his arms. He cleared his throat, smoothed out his tank. “I’m sorry guys. That was highly inappropriate.” Jay walked over to Junsu and crouched in front of the unmoving man. “That was a dick thing to do. I’m sorry, I was jealous. I’m sure you are a great teacher Junsu.” The singer just blinked in reply. “Christ I’m not possessed or anything. Love make us all do crazy things? Neh?” Junsu tilted his head. “Like go along with a certain Thai band mate’s crazy suggestions - all the time.” Junsu blushed and lowered his head.
“Gotcha. Don’t worry hyung. I’m not mad.”
Jay nodded and patted Junsu’s knee comfortingly. “As for you.” Jay stood and move back to Taecyeon who had been watching Jay be a good leader. “No more unsupervised lessons.” He took Taec’s hand. “You are way too hot to be left unguarded any longer.” He began to pull Taec out of his room. “And all this dust is not healthy for your lungs. If you want to sing more you have to take better care of yourself. Tonight you’ll stay in my room and tomorrow we will properly move you out.” Taec followed in silence, interlacing their fingers. Jay didn’t even flinch at the more intimate contact.
“Does this mean you’re cured now? Jealously really do all that.”
Jay stopped just outside his bedroom door. “Is that why you went along with Junsu?”
“I had a sneaking suspicion it might help you along with whatever phobia you were suffering,” he said sheepishly.
Jay smiled and pulled them into his room, closed and locked the door, leaning against it. “Cooties” he whispered head down, suddenly finding his socked feet very interesting. “I have extreme cootiephobia.”
Taec was silent. Jay had been expecting an outburst of laughter, he was sure the man had heard his voice, though suddenly faint. He couldn’t even look up until the tips of rather big socked feet were touching the tips of his own.
Taec had a gentle smile on his face. “Small steps at a time.” And now it was Jay that had a giant fucking grin spreading across his face. The two spent the night lying on Jay’s small bed, their sides touching from shoulder to ankle talking about all the times they had wanted to share their feelings but had been too scared to do so. Jay also shared his Nichkhun conspiracy theory with Taec who just smiled and nodded in good humor.
“So do you think Nichkhun and Junsu will ever get together?” Taec asked.
“Hmm. Nichkhun might be a ninja evil genius but Junsu’s innocently sweet obliviousness just might be the thing to completely undo the composed man.”
“So he’ll drive him into insanity and eventual compliance?”
“Exactly. Good will always triumph over evil in the end.”
“You are so weird hyung,” Taec mumbled slowly falling into sleep, staying awake only long enough to interlace their fingers once more.
“Small steps at a time,” was the last thing Jay said before squeezing Taec’s hand in loving reassurance before drifting off himself.
Love means liking someone beyond all comprehension and common sense, knowing better and still acting like an idiot, and still never quite understanding how your heart can beat that fast when that person in question breathes in your general vicinity. This is how Ok Taecyeon felt about Park Jaebum. Why did he like a man who pushed all attempts at physical contact away? He had no idea. Why did all his attempts at being smooth and cool around the man end in complete failure? It was beyond the explanations of science. Why did he have wild heart palpitations when he and Jay were in the same room (even when they weren’t that close physically) and not drop dead from overuse? He absolutely, 100%, did not give a damn. All he cared about was making things work with his ridiculously adorable (due to his broken Hangul), pretty - yet manly hyung, with his rock hard abs, top dance moves (god those hips) and an intense fear of cooties.
After the two had fallen asleep they had missed the banging on the bedroom door. “Hyung open up, I’m tired and I can’t stay out here with Wooyoung, he snores!” BANG BANG. “HYUNG!” BANG KICK BANG. “SHIT!” Junho slumped against the door and curled up into a ball. Why did he always have the worst luck?
Character/Pairing: Jay/Taec, slight evil genius Nichkhun/Junsu, ninja! Chansung/Junho/Wooyoung
Genre: humor, crack, and a little romance
Rating: pg-13 (lots of swearing this time around)
Word Count: 2, 563
Disclaimer: Wouldn't resort to fanfics if I owned them, I'd be otherwise engaged
Summary: The follow up to the truth behind Jay's reluctance to engage in skinship and what Nichkhun is really like behind his innocent image. What Nichkhun has to do to complete his naughty plan with an oblivious Junsu and how Jaebum suffers through it all.
A/N: Continuation inspired by Sukira radio interview and Idol Army, and of course my genius Khun!
Nichkhun believed in balance.
Everything had an equal and opposite reaction in physics as well as in real life. Thus in order to survive the bitch that is karma, Nichkhun likes to follow up every mischievous and naughty deed with one of kindness. After all, there is no sense in setting yourself up for a lifetime of misfortune for just having had a little fun on the behalf of your band mates every so often, is there?
As predicted, Tuesday’s dance practice fiasco panned out well for the dubbed Thai Prince. Those who had wrong him at the breakfast table were punished and his mentally titled project ‘Hook Leader-shii Up’ was a success - or so he thought. Scanning their dorm Wednesday night he did notice a peculiar site: the afore mention leader was sitting on the couch in front of the T.V. rather close to a certain lanky giant member, shoulders and knees touching, but no sparks flying. Where was the groping? The inappropriate new couple make-out sessions? The Thai man frowned. Did Nichkhun have to do everything for them, really?
Noting that his project concerning his leader’s romance was still in progress, Khun took stock of the situation and its players. Jaebum, until recently, was a suspected anti-touching mess and is now taking baby steps into the world of physical contact. Taecyeon, fairing no better, is almost medically shy and would wait eternity for their dear leader to make another move. He shook his head in avid disapproval. These two were made for each other. Just then, Khun was further reminded of the previous day’s failure as Junsu walked into the kitchen - where he was spying on his romantically challenged band mates. He had yet to deal with the singer and that didn’t sit well with the little devil on his left shoulder.
Nichkhun then had a genius idea, one of many he has been having lately. The best way to light a fire under Jay’s ass was to evoking the number one primal emotion - jealousy. Yes, jealous. Beautiful, glorious jealous. That naughty grin danced across his face once more. Jay’s possessive side would surely take action if his newly found bond with Taec was threatened.
Junsu joined Khun at the kitchen table and tried to understand what had his band mate concentrating so intently. Khun felt Junsu watching him and then glancing to the living room - he had obviously not noticed the change in Jay and Taec’s relationship. Nichkhun wondered; was Junsu disinterested, a narcissist, or completely oblivious?
“What are you doing Khun? Practicing for a staring contest?” Khun would have thought that was sarcasm if he hadn’t turned to see the wide-eyed expression on Junsu’s face. Bingo, number three it is, and the grin on his face widened as another genius plan formed in his head. Oh Junsu, you poor bastard.
Junsu and Taecyeon shared a bedroom, how fate favored Nichkhun. Taec had expressed a desire recently to sing more and rap less, Junsu has dubbed himself the lead vocalist; truly, fate and luck were on his side. Khun loved his life so much sometimes. Turning to Junsu now, Nichkhun began to set his plan in motion.
“So Junsu, how you ever taught anyone to sing?” He paused for dramatic effect as he scanned the other’s confused face. “I mean, you are our lead right?” Khun held back his cringing.
Junsu blushed a bit at the flattery. “No. What’s up Khun, you don’t want lessons do you?” he teased innocently.
“Not for me.” He swung an arm around Junsu’s shoulder and pointed the boy to the couple on the couch. “Remember Taec said he wanted to sing more?” Junsu nodded in response. “Remember the scary solo singing on Idol Army?” Junsu nodded in response again and Nichkhun waited for his friend to put it all together.
“Oh. Okay. OH!” he looked at Khun and smiled. “I gotcha. I’ll ask him tonight in our room, in privacy.”
Well that would not do. The other three were out goofing around and Jaebum was right there.
“I think it would be good to ask now, before you forget.”
Junsu tilted his head. “But my memory is just fine.” Nichkhun mentally face palmed himself. How was he the younger one?
“No time like the present.” He nudged the older boy towards the living room and did his best not to full on shove him.
“But what about Jaebum hyung? I don’t want to embarrass Taec.”
“He is the leader; he would be supportive of stuff like this. He HAS to be.” Man was Junsu driving him nuts. When did plotting get so difficult. ‘Work with me Junsu’ was quickly becoming his new personal mantra.
Khun guided Junsu into the living room and loudly cleared his throat. Jay jumped at least twice his height from the couch and Taec tried to catch Jay but failed as the leader threw himself away from the man. Taec pouted, Jae cursed Nichkhun. The leader’s bravery against cooties was fading, fast.
“Junsu has something he wanted to ask Taec,” Nichkhun announced, making eye contact with Jay and smiling that stupid knowing smile of his. Jay did not feel good about this. He knew Khun wasn’t the little puppy dog he made himself out to be on Idol Army, just no one EVER believed him.
“Oh?” poor Taec was just as clueless as Junsu sometimes Nichkhun thought as the gangly member asked curiously. Nichkhun’s eyes remained on Jay. It was like the Thai man was challenging the leader from Seattle.
‘Go ahead and overreact now, hyung, you know you want to. Declare your love’ was what Khun’s gaze was saying.
‘Suck it Khun! You scheming bastard! This is a CONSPRIACY! You’re working with the cooties aren’t you?’ Jaebum had to fight against these irrational thoughts, well except that second one. He was on to Nichkhun, Thai prince his ass! The man was a conspiracy ninja!
“I was wondering if you would be interested in getting some pointers about singing, I could help you since I’m like the lead vocalist.” Junsu started off slowly, but quickly continued, not wanting to sound conceited. “I mean since you said you wanted to sing more…” still he felt too boastful, “Maybe you could help me with my rapping too?”
“Um, I don’t know.” He sighed, blushing and side glancing at Jay.
“Don’t be embarrassed. I just wanted to help you out. We could do it in our room so the other members don’t need to find out. That’s alright isn’t it Jay?” Junsu had no Idea how his innocent words had just been interpreted by the germ fearing, overly macho compensating (and right now jealous) leader.
Junsu. Taec. My giant fucking Taec. Spending hours. Together. In a tiny bedroom. A dirty tiny bedroom. No fucking way was he going to allow that.
“I don’t think…”
“Okay. Why not! Let’s just keep this between us.” Taecyeon cut Jay off. And with that the two were off to their room, leaving a speechless Jay and a grinning Khun behind. The last thing Jay saw was Junsu take Taecyeon’s wrist in his hand as they closed the door to their shared room, and small cloud of dust dispersing in their wake.
“Well fuck me.”
It wasn’t until Nichkhun was right beside Jay that he had realized he had spoken the words aloud.
“Well?”
“You’re not my type leader-shii.” Khun could really be a brat sometimes.
Jay grumbled, low and wholly annoyed. “Care to explain what the hell just happened and how so fast?”
“Junsu’s a peach isn’t he? Looking after sweet Taecyeon. He is such a good guy. Very caring. He really is the type to express his affections thorough his actions, neh?”
Jay’s left eye began to twitch. He was either pissed off and incredibly jealous as Nichkhun had hoped for, or totally having a seizure, which made Khun panic a bit. Karma would not take kindly on him disabling their leader. Nichkhun had seen this look once before, when Jo kwon all but slobbered on Jaebum while cam-whoring. Jay spent over an hour over a sink. Khun still questions whether that was cootiephobia or sheer repulse.
“Junsu wants to express his affections to (my)Taec?”
“He really seems to want to help Taec out, help him succeed, from right by his side…” Nichkhun could see his words working their magic as the leader now seemed lost deep in his thoughts and fists tightly balled.
Jaebum just didn’t understand it. Since when did Junsu have a thing for Taecyeon? Didn’t he, being an innocent, have a crush on this suspicious man now at his side? Really, why would Junsu even… Jay had had his head bent down in thought when he suddenly snapped up in revelation. Khun was the best friend he ever had. After pondering over how he would move Taec out of that disgusting room into a cleaner and healthier environment; oh say his room, which coincidently happened to be the room that Junsu did not sleep in every night with his perfect voice, Jay (though obviously side-tracked by his cootiephobia once again) realized that poor sweet Junsu had been set up by Khun the evil Thai prince of a genius to make him jealous. Well played.
“If you ever repeat what I am about to say to you, I swear to god Khun I will show you how we settle things in Seattle.” Nichkhun nodded, swearing his silence. “You are calculative and secretive and very possibly an outright evil genius bent on world domination and I think you just might be my bestest friend and the most sweetest person I have ever met. I love you like a brother, especially after what you have done for me today.”
Nichkhun pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. “I love you too hyung.”
After a moment of silence Jay took a huge breathe, “I’d even hug you now if I was so freaked out by your cooties.”
“Yah. How come you were all for Taec’s cooties, but not mine?”
“Pabo.” Jay did venture to ruffle Khun’s hair. “I love Taec more than I love you.” And with that, Jaebum marched over to Junsu and Taecyeon’s room, throwing the door open without knocking. After coughing up possibly a lung from a sudden inhalation of dust the determined leader proceeded to grab Taec’s arm and yanked off his bed in the middle of a singing lesson. He went on to wrap his arms around the thin but giant man.
“No touchy.” Jay growled at Junsu, glaring around from Taec’s side at the shocked singer. “All mine.” He continued as he nuzzled into Taec’s firm torso, practically purring.
“Jay?” Taec questioned, unable to wipe the giant fucking grin off his face. “You feeling okay?”
Junsu sat there in complete fear, starring at the pod person that had obviously replaced his hyung.
Jay snapped back to reality and slowly pulled away from the man in his arms. He cleared his throat, smoothed out his tank. “I’m sorry guys. That was highly inappropriate.” Jay walked over to Junsu and crouched in front of the unmoving man. “That was a dick thing to do. I’m sorry, I was jealous. I’m sure you are a great teacher Junsu.” The singer just blinked in reply. “Christ I’m not possessed or anything. Love make us all do crazy things? Neh?” Junsu tilted his head. “Like go along with a certain Thai band mate’s crazy suggestions - all the time.” Junsu blushed and lowered his head.
“Gotcha. Don’t worry hyung. I’m not mad.”
Jay nodded and patted Junsu’s knee comfortingly. “As for you.” Jay stood and move back to Taecyeon who had been watching Jay be a good leader. “No more unsupervised lessons.” He took Taec’s hand. “You are way too hot to be left unguarded any longer.” He began to pull Taec out of his room. “And all this dust is not healthy for your lungs. If you want to sing more you have to take better care of yourself. Tonight you’ll stay in my room and tomorrow we will properly move you out.” Taec followed in silence, interlacing their fingers. Jay didn’t even flinch at the more intimate contact.
“Does this mean you’re cured now? Jealously really do all that.”
Jay stopped just outside his bedroom door. “Is that why you went along with Junsu?”
“I had a sneaking suspicion it might help you along with whatever phobia you were suffering,” he said sheepishly.
Jay smiled and pulled them into his room, closed and locked the door, leaning against it. “Cooties” he whispered head down, suddenly finding his socked feet very interesting. “I have extreme cootiephobia.”
Taec was silent. Jay had been expecting an outburst of laughter, he was sure the man had heard his voice, though suddenly faint. He couldn’t even look up until the tips of rather big socked feet were touching the tips of his own.
Taec had a gentle smile on his face. “Small steps at a time.” And now it was Jay that had a giant fucking grin spreading across his face. The two spent the night lying on Jay’s small bed, their sides touching from shoulder to ankle talking about all the times they had wanted to share their feelings but had been too scared to do so. Jay also shared his Nichkhun conspiracy theory with Taec who just smiled and nodded in good humor.
“So do you think Nichkhun and Junsu will ever get together?” Taec asked.
“Hmm. Nichkhun might be a ninja evil genius but Junsu’s innocently sweet obliviousness just might be the thing to completely undo the composed man.”
“So he’ll drive him into insanity and eventual compliance?”
“Exactly. Good will always triumph over evil in the end.”
“You are so weird hyung,” Taec mumbled slowly falling into sleep, staying awake only long enough to interlace their fingers once more.
“Small steps at a time,” was the last thing Jay said before squeezing Taec’s hand in loving reassurance before drifting off himself.
Love means liking someone beyond all comprehension and common sense, knowing better and still acting like an idiot, and still never quite understanding how your heart can beat that fast when that person in question breathes in your general vicinity. This is how Ok Taecyeon felt about Park Jaebum. Why did he like a man who pushed all attempts at physical contact away? He had no idea. Why did all his attempts at being smooth and cool around the man end in complete failure? It was beyond the explanations of science. Why did he have wild heart palpitations when he and Jay were in the same room (even when they weren’t that close physically) and not drop dead from overuse? He absolutely, 100%, did not give a damn. All he cared about was making things work with his ridiculously adorable (due to his broken Hangul), pretty - yet manly hyung, with his rock hard abs, top dance moves (god those hips) and an intense fear of cooties.
After the two had fallen asleep they had missed the banging on the bedroom door. “Hyung open up, I’m tired and I can’t stay out here with Wooyoung, he snores!” BANG BANG. “HYUNG!” BANG KICK BANG. “SHIT!” Junho slumped against the door and curled up into a ball. Why did he always have the worst luck?