Volleyball Blues
Title: Volleyball Blues
Author: hyuukie
Chapter: 7
Pairing: YunJae [main], Jaemin, Yoosu
Summary: Jaejoong tries out for volleyball wearing his sister's shorts. Chaos arrives.
A/N: I feel bad, not updating this... I was really busy, and that's the real reason, I swear! xP
Disclaimer: Don't own the pairing
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6
Jaejoong couldn't help but ponder very deeply about what happened at the volleyball practice the other day.
What was Jung even thinking, punching his best friend like that... But what was Changmin thinking, touching my rear...
"Jaejoong-ah!"
Jaejoong shook the thoughts out of his head and averted his full attention to the boy standing in front of his desk, "Hmm?"
"I was wondering... Tonight, could you maybe come over and help me with my homework... and possibly with... that guy...?"
Jaejoong couldn't help but giggle at the fact that Junsu was embarrassed to even say Yoochun's name, "I'd love to help today, Su-ah, but today I got my date with Changmin-sshi."
"Oh yeah... R-Right..." Junsu stared at his shoelaces, but failed to notice that they were untied. "Jaejoong hyung... Is it okay if I call you hyung?"
"Sure, I don't mind."
"T-Thanks... Well, anyway, hyung, are you sure you want to go out with Changmin hyung? Knowing about his female partner and all..."
Jaejoong nodded confidently, "I'm certain. I doubt Changmin-sshi is a player. He wouldn't have asked me out if he really did have a girlfriend."
"B-But he does! Please, hyung, don't go..."
"I'm glad you're concerned Junsu-ah, but I'll just see what happens today."
Junsu lifted his gaze off from his shoes, "Alright. But if something happens, you can always report to me, okay?"
Jaejoong smiled at his friend's cuteness, "Okay."
"Since my first period isn't here, I guess I need to go."
"Oh, alright, but Junsu-ah---"
"Call me after your date, okay?"
"Okay... Junsu---"
"Or you could message me online..."
"I get it Junsu-ah... Um... And your---"
"Remember that, okay, hyung?"
"Right, right."
"Gotta go, bye, hyung!"
Jaejoong stood up to try and finish his sentence, "But Junsu-ah! Your shoelaces are---"
"Ah!" Junsu let out an ear piercing scream as he tripped, waiting for his face to meet the ground.
... But it didn't.
Someone caught him.
... Someone like...
Junsu opened one eye and looked up.
... Yoochun.
Jaejoong sat back down in his seat, "---untied."
"Whoa, are you alright?"
"Eep!" Was all Junsu could utter out.
"Um... Is that alien for yes?"
"I... I... Thanks! Bye!" Junsu rushed to the door and scurried out, his face completely red.
"That was... Interesting." Yoochun slid into the seat next to his best friend. "Jaejoooooongie~"
"What?"
"You still need to tell me about Junsuuu~"
"Later."
"You said that later ago. Now is later later."
"Well then I'll tell you later later later LATER."
Yoochun put on his best pout and puppy eyes, "I don't want to wait for later later later, I want--"
"You forgot a later."
"--LATER, I want to know now. Now."
Jaejoong got up and placed his hands on the side of his friend's stool, pushing Yoochun's seat away from him, "You can sit on your own for today. You seem like a bit of a nuisance this morning."
"But--"
"Good morning class!" The teacher waltzed in and all Yoochun could do was cry on the inside.
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"We've got practice today, Chun. Remember?"
"Of course, hyung! How could I forget!" Geez, I totally forgot!
"You know when... right?" Yunho raised his eyebrows at the fumbling Yoochun.
"Of course I know when."
"When?"
"At the required time, duh."
"And the required time is...?"
"Obviously, it's twelve---"
"Eleven."
"That's what I said, eleven. At lunch."
"Right."
"Right. I knew that. But I don't think Jaejoongie knows... Could you tell him for me?"
Yunho was taken aback, "W-What?"
"Tell him for me. About practice."
"W-Why can't you...?" Yunho hid his face into his hands, feeling ridculous for blushing for no reason.
"Because I want to tell Junsu."
"Why can't I tell Junsu?"
"Because I want too. You can tell Jaejoong."
"But--"
"I tell Jaejoong everything anyway. You better tell him. Besides, then you can talk to him." Yoochun grinned and dashed away before Yunho could grab him and protest.
"T-Tell Jaejoong?!" Yunho took his phone out from his pocket and flipped it open. He scrolled down his contact list until it landed on Jaejoong's number, the number he got from Yoochun. "H-How do I approach that whiney lady..."
"Who are you calling a whiney lady?!"
Yunho slowly, very, very slowly, turned around. And standing right there, was the devil.
Not really, it was only Jaejoong.
"U-Uh... My... sister." Yunho quickly put his mobile up to his ear, "Okay bye sis!" The teen shut the phone closed and awkwardly glanced at the smaller boy beside him.
It was silent for a few seconds, but to Yunho it felt like years.
"Y-Yoochun told me to tell you that there was practice at eleven. At lunch. In the gym."
Instead of receiving a slap to the face that Yunho thought he would get, he got a nod.
"Alright then. I guess I'll see you at eleven, Jung."
It's Yunho... "Yeah, sure, whatever."
"Geez, what a cruel response," Jaejoong stuck his tongue out and walked past Yunho, who went into a daze at the sight of the pink organ peeking out between the younger's lips.
Oh my god. What the hell is happening to me?!
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"You have to use your fingertips, Hankyung."
The Chinese man nodded and proceeded vollying the ball to Kibum.
"Siwon, move your feet a bit more."
Changmin continued to survey the team as they practiced their own drills.
He grinned when his eyes landed on his date for later.
"Hey cutie, your hair is really nice today."
A blush stretched across Jaejoong's face, from ear to ear, causing him to hit the ball really hard.
Yoochun let out a strangled cry when the ball came in contact with his left cheek, "Eyahhhhhh!"
"Omo! Chunnie!" Junsu leaped off the bench and rushed over to the lifeless form on the ground.
Yunho kneeled down and poked his forehead, "Is he alive?"
Everyone gathered around the teen, whispering.
"That was a pretty hard hit, Jaejoong-ah," Hyukjae commented.
"Chunnie's dead!" Jaejoong screamed, finally snapping out of his Changmin world.
"He's not dead," Yunho rolled his eyes, "How stupid can you be?"
"Stupid? Excuse me?"
Why do I say such things?! "Well, just saying, that was a really silly thing you said. Obviously he wouldn't die from a blow to the head."
Jaejoong sighed, "Yeah. I guess that was a pretty idiotic thing to say."
Huh?
Yunho just noticed that his arguements and bickering with Jaejoong was always shorter and ended quicker than what it used to be like.
"Since sleeping beauty is pretending to be dead, it's time we revive him," Jaejoong declared before turning to Junsu. "Go ahead, Junsu-ah, you can kiss him."
"WHAT?!"
"In movies, they always revive people with mouth to mouth."
Junsu was sure his face was red, "H-Hyung... That's when someone is in the water and they need air..."
"Oh. Well you can still kiss him, no harm in that." Jaejoong patted his friend's back, encouraging him.
"Hyung!!"
"Fine." Jaejoong reached out and poked Yoochun's ribs. The teen squirmed a bit. Jaejoong started to tickle Yoochun's sides, and the slightly younger sat up immediately and pushed his friend away.
"That's not how you get someone up!" Yoochun complained.
Jaejoong shrugged, "It's how I get you up."
The team dispersed from their circle formation around Yoochun.
They all went back to practice.
"Listen up, boys!" Changmin yelled. "In two weeks, we're going to play a game. Now, practice is over, but from now on, no more fooling around. It's about time we do some serious work. Got it?"
"Yes." The whole gym responded in unison.
As the boys were heading to the changerooms, Changmin picked up his bag and went for the doors exiting the gym.
He winked at Jaejoong before leaving, "See you later, cutie. Five thirty, nothing's changed."
Jaejoong nodded shyly and slipped into the changing room with everyone else.
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Jaejoong must've brushed his hair at least three hundred times. He counted.
Calm down, Joongie, nothing to be afraid of...
The ringing of his cell phone nearly gave the teen a heart attack.
"H-Hello?"
"Jaejoong-ah!"
"C-Changmin-sshi?"
"Are you ready?"
Not even the slightest! "Yeah, I'm all set!"
"Good. I'm outside."
Jaejoong went into a panic and grabbed his wallet and coat, while trying to put on his shoes.
"Relax, I can wait."
Jaejoong stopped what he was doing and blushed a bit, "S-Sorry. I'll meet you outside."
"See you."
Slower this time, the teen got everything he needed and opened the door.
"Hello."
"H-Hey..."
"Ready?"
I hope so. "Yeah."
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"YOU IDIOT!!" Yoochun slapped the back of Yunho's head. "Telling me you like him, my ass!"
"Chun...!"
"If you like Jaejoongie, just tell him! You just let him slip through your fingers and allowed him to go on that date with captain!"
"But, Chun..."
"What?!"
"You said you had a plan, so I didn't take action or anything, because I was going to go with your plan!"
Yoochun thought for a moment, "Oh, right."
"What was it anyway?"
"I didn't really have a plan, but Jaejoongie's note said that he's inviting captain over to his house after the date. Since they went out at five thirty, and it is now six fifteen, they should be at Jaejoongie's house at seven thirty. I'll call Jaejoongie just to make sure and then you can---"
"I don't like it already..."
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"W-Would you like to come in... I bought cookie mix that we could make..."
Changmin smiled and patted Jaejoong's red cheeks, "It's only seven twenty. I'd love too."
"Then just come in and close the door behind you... You can just leave your shoes there..."
"Where are your parents tonight, Jaejoong-ah?"
"T-They went out for a business dinner."
"Oh? So we're by ourselves?"
"It's seems that way."
"Good."
"H-Huh?"
Changmin suddenly found a painting hanging on a wall very interesting, "Nothing."
"A-Alright... I'll go pre-heat the stove."
As Jaejoong took all the ingredients out, his home phone rang. Changmin was about to pick it up when Jaejoong zoomed past him.
"Hello?"
"JAEJOONGIE!"
"Yah! Lower your voice, Park Yoochun!"
"Sorry. Are you at home?"
"Mm hm. Why?"
"Uh... Nothing. Just wondering."
There was muffled whispering on the other line.
"C-Chun? Who else is there?"
There was silence and more whispering until Yoochun's voice was clear, "N-No one. So... Well... Gotta go now, Jaejoongie, bye!"
"Yoo--" the dial tone went right to his ear.
Jaejoong hung the phone up. "Odd..."
"Something wrong?" Changmin walked behind Jaejoong and wrapped his arms around the shorter teen.
"Ah!" the younger was startled by the sudden embrace, "N-Nothing. Let's start mixing everything together, yeah?"
"Okay. I bet those cookies won't be as sweet as you."
"C-Changmin-sshi..."
The two teens poured the mix into a bowl and added everything else.
"Are you sure the mix is supposed to be green...?"
Changmin stared at the instructions, "I'm certain. I think."
Jaejoong didn't believe it, "Isn't it supposed to be... brown?"
"I don't know." Changmin took the bowl from Jaejoong's hands and stirred it while the younger checked over the instructions.
"Hey, Jaejoong-ah..."
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever had your first kiss?"
"Wha? Well... No, but---"
"Do you want to?"
"What?!"
Changmin set the bowl on the kitchen counter and leaned forward to Jaejoong.
"Is it... Are we... First dates don't have first kisses!" Jaejoong protested, lifting the instruction paper in front of his mouth.
"This one could be an exception." Changmin lowered the paper and went a little closer.
Ding Dong!
"Eh?" Jaejoong jumped to his feet and glanced at the clock, "Who could that be...? My parents aren't to be home for another hour... I'll go get it."
He almost kissed me!
Jaejoong opened the door and was about to cuss off whoever interupted his first kiss with his crush.
"J-Jung?!"
Yunho stood there, a bit flustered.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to give you something."
"What, another arguement? I'm really not in the mood to---"
The teen was cut off when Yunho grabbed his waist and pulled him forward, pressing their lips together.
"Hey, Jaejoong-ah, the oven is---"
The sound of the bowl hitting the floor made Jaejoong push Yunho away.
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ah, sorry for lack of update >///<
Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, will fix soon. ^^;
(a/n: the part where Yoochun gets hit in the face happened to me during basketball practice, and my coach was laughing at me, but I felt as if I was about to die .___. Who knew basketballs were so hard and painful? :O)
Author: hyuukie
Chapter: 7
Pairing: YunJae [main], Jaemin, Yoosu
Summary: Jaejoong tries out for volleyball wearing his sister's shorts. Chaos arrives.
A/N: I feel bad, not updating this... I was really busy, and that's the real reason, I swear! xP
Disclaimer: Don't own the pairing
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6
Jaejoong couldn't help but ponder very deeply about what happened at the volleyball practice the other day.
What was Jung even thinking, punching his best friend like that... But what was Changmin thinking, touching my rear...
"Jaejoong-ah!"
Jaejoong shook the thoughts out of his head and averted his full attention to the boy standing in front of his desk, "Hmm?"
"I was wondering... Tonight, could you maybe come over and help me with my homework... and possibly with... that guy...?"
Jaejoong couldn't help but giggle at the fact that Junsu was embarrassed to even say Yoochun's name, "I'd love to help today, Su-ah, but today I got my date with Changmin-sshi."
"Oh yeah... R-Right..." Junsu stared at his shoelaces, but failed to notice that they were untied. "Jaejoong hyung... Is it okay if I call you hyung?"
"Sure, I don't mind."
"T-Thanks... Well, anyway, hyung, are you sure you want to go out with Changmin hyung? Knowing about his female partner and all..."
Jaejoong nodded confidently, "I'm certain. I doubt Changmin-sshi is a player. He wouldn't have asked me out if he really did have a girlfriend."
"B-But he does! Please, hyung, don't go..."
"I'm glad you're concerned Junsu-ah, but I'll just see what happens today."
Junsu lifted his gaze off from his shoes, "Alright. But if something happens, you can always report to me, okay?"
Jaejoong smiled at his friend's cuteness, "Okay."
"Since my first period isn't here, I guess I need to go."
"Oh, alright, but Junsu-ah---"
"Call me after your date, okay?"
"Okay... Junsu---"
"Or you could message me online..."
"I get it Junsu-ah... Um... And your---"
"Remember that, okay, hyung?"
"Right, right."
"Gotta go, bye, hyung!"
Jaejoong stood up to try and finish his sentence, "But Junsu-ah! Your shoelaces are---"
"Ah!" Junsu let out an ear piercing scream as he tripped, waiting for his face to meet the ground.
... But it didn't.
Someone caught him.
... Someone like...
Junsu opened one eye and looked up.
... Yoochun.
Jaejoong sat back down in his seat, "---untied."
"Whoa, are you alright?"
"Eep!" Was all Junsu could utter out.
"Um... Is that alien for yes?"
"I... I... Thanks! Bye!" Junsu rushed to the door and scurried out, his face completely red.
"That was... Interesting." Yoochun slid into the seat next to his best friend. "Jaejoooooongie~"
"What?"
"You still need to tell me about Junsuuu~"
"Later."
"You said that later ago. Now is later later."
"Well then I'll tell you later later later LATER."
Yoochun put on his best pout and puppy eyes, "I don't want to wait for later later later, I want--"
"You forgot a later."
"--LATER, I want to know now. Now."
Jaejoong got up and placed his hands on the side of his friend's stool, pushing Yoochun's seat away from him, "You can sit on your own for today. You seem like a bit of a nuisance this morning."
"But--"
"Good morning class!" The teacher waltzed in and all Yoochun could do was cry on the inside.
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"We've got practice today, Chun. Remember?"
"Of course, hyung! How could I forget!" Geez, I totally forgot!
"You know when... right?" Yunho raised his eyebrows at the fumbling Yoochun.
"Of course I know when."
"When?"
"At the required time, duh."
"And the required time is...?"
"Obviously, it's twelve---"
"Eleven."
"That's what I said, eleven. At lunch."
"Right."
"Right. I knew that. But I don't think Jaejoongie knows... Could you tell him for me?"
Yunho was taken aback, "W-What?"
"Tell him for me. About practice."
"W-Why can't you...?" Yunho hid his face into his hands, feeling ridculous for blushing for no reason.
"Because I want to tell Junsu."
"Why can't I tell Junsu?"
"Because I want too. You can tell Jaejoong."
"But--"
"I tell Jaejoong everything anyway. You better tell him. Besides, then you can talk to him." Yoochun grinned and dashed away before Yunho could grab him and protest.
"T-Tell Jaejoong?!" Yunho took his phone out from his pocket and flipped it open. He scrolled down his contact list until it landed on Jaejoong's number, the number he got from Yoochun. "H-How do I approach that whiney lady..."
"Who are you calling a whiney lady?!"
Yunho slowly, very, very slowly, turned around. And standing right there, was the devil.
Not really, it was only Jaejoong.
"U-Uh... My... sister." Yunho quickly put his mobile up to his ear, "Okay bye sis!" The teen shut the phone closed and awkwardly glanced at the smaller boy beside him.
It was silent for a few seconds, but to Yunho it felt like years.
"Y-Yoochun told me to tell you that there was practice at eleven. At lunch. In the gym."
Instead of receiving a slap to the face that Yunho thought he would get, he got a nod.
"Alright then. I guess I'll see you at eleven, Jung."
It's Yunho... "Yeah, sure, whatever."
"Geez, what a cruel response," Jaejoong stuck his tongue out and walked past Yunho, who went into a daze at the sight of the pink organ peeking out between the younger's lips.
Oh my god. What the hell is happening to me?!
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"You have to use your fingertips, Hankyung."
The Chinese man nodded and proceeded vollying the ball to Kibum.
"Siwon, move your feet a bit more."
Changmin continued to survey the team as they practiced their own drills.
He grinned when his eyes landed on his date for later.
"Hey cutie, your hair is really nice today."
A blush stretched across Jaejoong's face, from ear to ear, causing him to hit the ball really hard.
Yoochun let out a strangled cry when the ball came in contact with his left cheek, "Eyahhhhhh!"
"Omo! Chunnie!" Junsu leaped off the bench and rushed over to the lifeless form on the ground.
Yunho kneeled down and poked his forehead, "Is he alive?"
Everyone gathered around the teen, whispering.
"That was a pretty hard hit, Jaejoong-ah," Hyukjae commented.
"Chunnie's dead!" Jaejoong screamed, finally snapping out of his Changmin world.
"He's not dead," Yunho rolled his eyes, "How stupid can you be?"
"Stupid? Excuse me?"
Why do I say such things?! "Well, just saying, that was a really silly thing you said. Obviously he wouldn't die from a blow to the head."
Jaejoong sighed, "Yeah. I guess that was a pretty idiotic thing to say."
Huh?
Yunho just noticed that his arguements and bickering with Jaejoong was always shorter and ended quicker than what it used to be like.
"Since sleeping beauty is pretending to be dead, it's time we revive him," Jaejoong declared before turning to Junsu. "Go ahead, Junsu-ah, you can kiss him."
"WHAT?!"
"In movies, they always revive people with mouth to mouth."
Junsu was sure his face was red, "H-Hyung... That's when someone is in the water and they need air..."
"Oh. Well you can still kiss him, no harm in that." Jaejoong patted his friend's back, encouraging him.
"Hyung!!"
"Fine." Jaejoong reached out and poked Yoochun's ribs. The teen squirmed a bit. Jaejoong started to tickle Yoochun's sides, and the slightly younger sat up immediately and pushed his friend away.
"That's not how you get someone up!" Yoochun complained.
Jaejoong shrugged, "It's how I get you up."
The team dispersed from their circle formation around Yoochun.
They all went back to practice.
"Listen up, boys!" Changmin yelled. "In two weeks, we're going to play a game. Now, practice is over, but from now on, no more fooling around. It's about time we do some serious work. Got it?"
"Yes." The whole gym responded in unison.
As the boys were heading to the changerooms, Changmin picked up his bag and went for the doors exiting the gym.
He winked at Jaejoong before leaving, "See you later, cutie. Five thirty, nothing's changed."
Jaejoong nodded shyly and slipped into the changing room with everyone else.
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Jaejoong must've brushed his hair at least three hundred times. He counted.
Calm down, Joongie, nothing to be afraid of...
The ringing of his cell phone nearly gave the teen a heart attack.
"H-Hello?"
"Jaejoong-ah!"
"C-Changmin-sshi?"
"Are you ready?"
Not even the slightest! "Yeah, I'm all set!"
"Good. I'm outside."
Jaejoong went into a panic and grabbed his wallet and coat, while trying to put on his shoes.
"Relax, I can wait."
Jaejoong stopped what he was doing and blushed a bit, "S-Sorry. I'll meet you outside."
"See you."
Slower this time, the teen got everything he needed and opened the door.
"Hello."
"H-Hey..."
"Ready?"
I hope so. "Yeah."
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"YOU IDIOT!!" Yoochun slapped the back of Yunho's head. "Telling me you like him, my ass!"
"Chun...!"
"If you like Jaejoongie, just tell him! You just let him slip through your fingers and allowed him to go on that date with captain!"
"But, Chun..."
"What?!"
"You said you had a plan, so I didn't take action or anything, because I was going to go with your plan!"
Yoochun thought for a moment, "Oh, right."
"What was it anyway?"
"I didn't really have a plan, but Jaejoongie's note said that he's inviting captain over to his house after the date. Since they went out at five thirty, and it is now six fifteen, they should be at Jaejoongie's house at seven thirty. I'll call Jaejoongie just to make sure and then you can---"
"I don't like it already..."
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"W-Would you like to come in... I bought cookie mix that we could make..."
Changmin smiled and patted Jaejoong's red cheeks, "It's only seven twenty. I'd love too."
"Then just come in and close the door behind you... You can just leave your shoes there..."
"Where are your parents tonight, Jaejoong-ah?"
"T-They went out for a business dinner."
"Oh? So we're by ourselves?"
"It's seems that way."
"Good."
"H-Huh?"
Changmin suddenly found a painting hanging on a wall very interesting, "Nothing."
"A-Alright... I'll go pre-heat the stove."
As Jaejoong took all the ingredients out, his home phone rang. Changmin was about to pick it up when Jaejoong zoomed past him.
"Hello?"
"JAEJOONGIE!"
"Yah! Lower your voice, Park Yoochun!"
"Sorry. Are you at home?"
"Mm hm. Why?"
"Uh... Nothing. Just wondering."
There was muffled whispering on the other line.
"C-Chun? Who else is there?"
There was silence and more whispering until Yoochun's voice was clear, "N-No one. So... Well... Gotta go now, Jaejoongie, bye!"
"Yoo--" the dial tone went right to his ear.
Jaejoong hung the phone up. "Odd..."
"Something wrong?" Changmin walked behind Jaejoong and wrapped his arms around the shorter teen.
"Ah!" the younger was startled by the sudden embrace, "N-Nothing. Let's start mixing everything together, yeah?"
"Okay. I bet those cookies won't be as sweet as you."
"C-Changmin-sshi..."
The two teens poured the mix into a bowl and added everything else.
"Are you sure the mix is supposed to be green...?"
Changmin stared at the instructions, "I'm certain. I think."
Jaejoong didn't believe it, "Isn't it supposed to be... brown?"
"I don't know." Changmin took the bowl from Jaejoong's hands and stirred it while the younger checked over the instructions.
"Hey, Jaejoong-ah..."
"Hmm?"
"Have you ever had your first kiss?"
"Wha? Well... No, but---"
"Do you want to?"
"What?!"
Changmin set the bowl on the kitchen counter and leaned forward to Jaejoong.
"Is it... Are we... First dates don't have first kisses!" Jaejoong protested, lifting the instruction paper in front of his mouth.
"This one could be an exception." Changmin lowered the paper and went a little closer.
Ding Dong!
"Eh?" Jaejoong jumped to his feet and glanced at the clock, "Who could that be...? My parents aren't to be home for another hour... I'll go get it."
He almost kissed me!
Jaejoong opened the door and was about to cuss off whoever interupted his first kiss with his crush.
"J-Jung?!"
Yunho stood there, a bit flustered.
"What are you doing here?"
"I came to give you something."
"What, another arguement? I'm really not in the mood to---"
The teen was cut off when Yunho grabbed his waist and pulled him forward, pressing their lips together.
"Hey, Jaejoong-ah, the oven is---"
The sound of the bowl hitting the floor made Jaejoong push Yunho away.
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ah, sorry for lack of update >///<
Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes, will fix soon. ^^;
(a/n: the part where Yoochun gets hit in the face happened to me during basketball practice, and my coach was laughing at me, but I felt as if I was about to die .___. Who knew basketballs were so hard and painful? :O)