[FIC] Puppy Love~ Ch 6
Title: Puppy Love
Pairings: Changmin/ fc
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Length: 8 chapters + epilogue
A/N: Told in fc's first person pov, occasionally Changmin's pov.
Summary: Changmin's busy with TVXQ activities and isn't able to devote as much time as he'd like to his lil-baby-girl Mandoongie. Until a chance encounter with his neighbor gets him thinking.
Chapter 6- The Start of a Routine
The next day passes by almost the same- Changmin and I getting to know each other as we take Mandoongie out for a walk.
“You know..” Changmin says at one point as the three of us walked in the park again. “It’s funny...I’ve only known you for two days and yet I’m already comfortable around you.”
“I didn’t mean that in a particularly mushy way!!” he widens his eyes and flails his arms around.
His gaze lingers on my quizzical, amused one for awhile before looking away and clearing his throat. We continue walking, talking.
Then we slowly walked back to our neighborhood. At night, the two of us “camp out” again in his backyard, sitting on a blanket, back to back, taking turns passing Mandoongie from one to the other when the little squirt whined to see its other “parent.”
“Tomorrow you start work again, eh? It will be Monday” I say quietly, looking up at the constellations.
“Ah..yeah..” he says, getting quiet.
“I don’t get it though...how do you manage to come here then and see Mandoongie at all?”
“I can’t come at nights, so early mornings and lunch breaks I come visit, make sure she’s fed, things like that.”
His breath hitches. “I really do wish I could keep her more compa-”
“Shh, come on now stop, I already said I’d look after her too. I mean, I have a job but during lunch breaks I can always come here and see her.”
He passes the doggie to me.
“Isn’t that right girl?” I coo as she pants and licks my nose.
“Ok squirt, time for bed...” Mandoongie whines as I move to get up and place her in her little hovel.
Changmin grabs my wrist.
“No...let her. . .sleep here on the blanket...”
“How?”
“Like...” -he clears his throat- “like we did yesterday...”
The doggie looked expectantly at me as I stare down at it, wondering whose side it was on. Obviously its owner’s.
I sigh in defeat and lay down on my back again.
With a glance at me, Changmin says, “푸른 하늘.”
“푸른 하늘 은하수, 하얀 쪽배엔~~~”
Mandoongie falls asleep.
I start to fall asleep as well. Changmin finishes singing and sleepily whispers, “I gave you my keys just in case, right?”
“Yeah...”
“Thank you. We still didn’t figure out how I can repay you...”
I smile and shake my head. I was already repaid. Their company made it all worth it.....
In the morning I wake up on the couch in the sunroom, Mandoongie on my stomach, with a note next to me on the table saying, “I left for work early, around sunrise. I didn’t want to wake you two up, so I brought you two in...I’ll try and come early morning tomorrow when I get the chance. Feel free to eat something if you want to. Just remember to lock up...”
And then, at the very bottom, which makes my smile falter a little, “P.S. ......I don’t know who weighs more- you or Mandoongie? hahahah!”
“Aish why that....that....!” I sigh, feeling the doggie stir and I place her on the couch, get up, prepare the food, and eat a bowl of cereal.
Unbelievable how his fridge is stocked FULL of food, thought he seldom comes home. I guess he must be quite an eater....
-In a while-
I clean up, leave my own note on the table along with a key.
“Of course YOU weigh the most, make no mistake~~ I’m as light as air! ;p P.S. Here are a set of keys. To my house...whenever”
I take Mandoongie to my work, an animal shelter. Yes, I know, ironic isn’t it? Mornings work at an animal shelter, afternoons at a cafe.
I leave Mandoongie at the shelter for the day, playing with the other puppies there until my afternoon shift finally finishes and I ‘m able to get her and go back home, back to my apartment at night.
I shuffle into my apartment, locking the door while cradling a yawning Mandoongie in one arm, go up the stairs to my bedroom, drop my bag on the chair, place Mandoongie on my bed, and go to take a shower, find a basket-bed for Mandoongie and go to sleep...
Changmin’s point of view
Day passes by quickly- we all work hard. Hyungs notice something’s wrong with me although they don’t say anything. Just give me weird looks and I hear them whisper, “Yo, did you see that look in his eye? Scary man...”
Finally at nighttime, after we’ve all showered after the day’s work, I go up to the manager again. This time my tone’s under control, more forceful...and not as whiny or beggy last time. “Hyung. Please give me every other night off.”
The other raises his eyebrows in surprise, sighs, then says, “Changmin we’ve been through this. But. . .sigh continue. Tell me why exactly then.”
“It’s not right to leave my dog home alone. Regardless, I also ought to return to my house to make sure all things are alright and in shape. That’s why I ask you every other night to let me stay at my apartment. Please manager hyung. I am a grown man. I know how to take care of myself and uphold the group’s reputation. I won’t go out and do rash things like- like go to a bar or stay with friends.”
I hear the others sneeze. The manager smiles. “Alright. This time you’ve proven your point simple and straightforward- like a man.”
He holds up three fingers. “Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. That’s all I can give you.”
“Thank you hyung, thank you!” I bow low and then snap back up, grinning.
He motions to the door, nodding.
“.....eh?”
“Well? Get going! Today’s a Monday night! ...do you expect your dog to come running here to you?”
. . .YESSSSSS! I slap my hyung’s shoulder lightly and go, “Thank you! I’ll be back tomorrow!”
As I run out of the house I hear Chun yelling, “Don’t you DARE hit my Audi on the way out! A’ight???”
-Later-
I get home and bound up the stairs, racing through the rooms to the backyard to find no Mi, no Mandoongie.
Where are they? Before I start panicking, I retrace my steps and notice a small note on the kitchen table. I read it, grinning, and pick up the key next to the note.
Next thing I know, I’m locking my door and vaulting the backyard fence into her yard in one easy jump, opening her door and bounding up the steps to her house. . .
end Changmin’s point of view
The first thing I thought as I opened one eye, then the other was that someone was breaking into my house. But Mandoongie wasn’t barking. Then again, she was just a baby, asleep in my arms on the pillow. I remain lying stiff as a board on my bed, my eyes and ears tense in the darkness. I hear the creak of wood at the far corner of my room, a soft breeze floating through my open window into the room.
Caaaaaalm woman, stay caaaaaalm, you’re too old to believe in ghost stories. . .
Then, like a stealthy shadow, I hear a voice airily say to me, “Did you miss me? heheh...”
I panicked. I admit it. I was prepared for the worst. And ready to scream my lungs out for it.
“AA-MMMMMMPH!” My mouth gets covered by a hand as I feel something soft brush on my ear. My eyes widen to their limit as I turn around to find Min- shisus- inches from me, grinning down at me. He slowly removes his hand from my mouth, a finger to his lips motioning for me to keep silent, despite my palpitating heart.
Any second now. . . come forth, heart attack. . .
Must enjoy scaring me half to death seeing the shock on my face. As if answering how on earth he got in, he holds up the key I laid on his table that morning. Oh, right.
“It’s about time we slept in a bed, not on the grass.”
...begyourpardon? I lick my lips nervously. He takes Mandoongie away from the bed and lays her down in the basket with the blanket on the floor, under the window. She stirs but doesn’t wake up.
G-g-gehh
“And w-what exactly are you-”
“Shhh” A finger rests on my lips. “I have been thinking and watching my feelings all day today at work...”
Well that’s good for you, but what do you expect me to do??
“And I couldn’t stop thinking about two certain girls.”
...e-eh? His sisters? Maybe? He has been talking about his family~
I swallow.
“So I came back here.”
“And the job?”
“Forget the job. So they let me take a few nights off each week” he shrugs. I widen my eyes.
“You-”
“Yes. Now is that all you’ve got to say?”
Gulp.
“Well...truth is...I’ve been thinking about you the whole day too....uh and Mandoongie too, make no mistake!” I say.
I look away, up at the ceiling, off to the side, trying not to notice how he has placed a hand on either side of my head.
Beautiful... so now the only way I can escape is possibly head-butting him and bolting out of the bed?
I flick my tongue over my lips again. It’s a nervous habit. I see him grin at that action and bend over my ear and says, “So does that mean you regard me as more than a friend?”
Amazing how people can change at night. What are we, bipolar?
I sigh and say quickly, “I don’t know, what do YOU thi-”
And then he cuts off my sentence.
Along with my breath, my thoughts, my mind. And then it all seems to flood back at once. The soft feeling of lips on lips brushing gently, his tongue sliding over my lips as in that daydream, making them slowly part as he gently sucks on my lower lip before dwelling into my mouth with his roaming tongue.
A moment later we break away out of breath. As much as I can’t help it, lethargy is taking over me. I yawn and blink sleepily. Screw this, sleep is more important to my body now.
As I look up stubbornly at his grin, I then grin in satisfaction as his grin turns into a yawn too. It’s late. We can tell.
He plops himself down next to me, turning me so my back was to his chest and hugs me from behind, saying, “I’m sleepy...mind if I sleep here?”
Here???
“. . .in your working clothes?”
I clap a hand over my mouth. Too late.
“I took a shower before coming here” he pouts.
“But then, if you insist...” he sits up and quickly takes off the tank top he had on and throws it on the table next to the bed, now only in his jeans.
Mortified, I turn around as he does this and focus on his shadow the moon throws on the wall, seeing him turn and most likely look at me one last time before settling down next to me, his shadow finally molding and hiding behind mine on the wall, becoming one. So now the only thing separating him and me was the thin layer of clothing of my pjs.
“And you’re not going to be cold in just those jeans?” I say, even though outside it’s a freakin’ humid summer night.
In answer, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him.
His body’s radiating warmth on my cool skin. . . gah.
“I’d have preferred a camisole nightgown or something lacy like that...” he jokes in my ear.
“Don’t EVEN. I am grateful to this over-sized tshirt, thankyouverymuch”
We sigh, relax into each other’s touch.
“So...I guess this means no more chinggu, eh?” I note. A little gloomily, to see this two-day rollercoaster-friendship suddenly shift.
“Who ever said that? Of course we’re chinggu. NAMJA-chinggu and YEOJA-chinggu” he claims, laughing at my silent gasp.
He leans his head against the crook of my neck and falls asleep.
Oh Jesus this summer... I sigh.
........but still, a good summer, I note with a smile on my face, falling asleep.
Who knows what tomorrow may hold~
Pairings: Changmin/ fc
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff, Romance
Length: 8 chapters + epilogue
A/N: Told in fc's first person pov, occasionally Changmin's pov.
Summary: Changmin's busy with TVXQ activities and isn't able to devote as much time as he'd like to his lil-baby-girl Mandoongie. Until a chance encounter with his neighbor gets him thinking.
Chapter 6- The Start of a Routine
The next day passes by almost the same- Changmin and I getting to know each other as we take Mandoongie out for a walk.
“You know..” Changmin says at one point as the three of us walked in the park again. “It’s funny...I’ve only known you for two days and yet I’m already comfortable around you.”
“I didn’t mean that in a particularly mushy way!!” he widens his eyes and flails his arms around.
His gaze lingers on my quizzical, amused one for awhile before looking away and clearing his throat. We continue walking, talking.
Then we slowly walked back to our neighborhood. At night, the two of us “camp out” again in his backyard, sitting on a blanket, back to back, taking turns passing Mandoongie from one to the other when the little squirt whined to see its other “parent.”
“Tomorrow you start work again, eh? It will be Monday” I say quietly, looking up at the constellations.
“Ah..yeah..” he says, getting quiet.
“I don’t get it though...how do you manage to come here then and see Mandoongie at all?”
“I can’t come at nights, so early mornings and lunch breaks I come visit, make sure she’s fed, things like that.”
His breath hitches. “I really do wish I could keep her more compa-”
“Shh, come on now stop, I already said I’d look after her too. I mean, I have a job but during lunch breaks I can always come here and see her.”
He passes the doggie to me.
“Isn’t that right girl?” I coo as she pants and licks my nose.
“Ok squirt, time for bed...” Mandoongie whines as I move to get up and place her in her little hovel.
Changmin grabs my wrist.
“No...let her. . .sleep here on the blanket...”
“How?”
“Like...” -he clears his throat- “like we did yesterday...”
The doggie looked expectantly at me as I stare down at it, wondering whose side it was on. Obviously its owner’s.
I sigh in defeat and lay down on my back again.
With a glance at me, Changmin says, “푸른 하늘.”
“푸른 하늘 은하수, 하얀 쪽배엔~~~”
Mandoongie falls asleep.
I start to fall asleep as well. Changmin finishes singing and sleepily whispers, “I gave you my keys just in case, right?”
“Yeah...”
“Thank you. We still didn’t figure out how I can repay you...”
I smile and shake my head. I was already repaid. Their company made it all worth it.....
In the morning I wake up on the couch in the sunroom, Mandoongie on my stomach, with a note next to me on the table saying, “I left for work early, around sunrise. I didn’t want to wake you two up, so I brought you two in...I’ll try and come early morning tomorrow when I get the chance. Feel free to eat something if you want to. Just remember to lock up...”
And then, at the very bottom, which makes my smile falter a little, “P.S. ......I don’t know who weighs more- you or Mandoongie? hahahah!”
“Aish why that....that....!” I sigh, feeling the doggie stir and I place her on the couch, get up, prepare the food, and eat a bowl of cereal.
Unbelievable how his fridge is stocked FULL of food, thought he seldom comes home. I guess he must be quite an eater....
-In a while-
I clean up, leave my own note on the table along with a key.
“Of course YOU weigh the most, make no mistake~~ I’m as light as air! ;p P.S. Here are a set of keys. To my house...whenever”
I take Mandoongie to my work, an animal shelter. Yes, I know, ironic isn’t it? Mornings work at an animal shelter, afternoons at a cafe.
I leave Mandoongie at the shelter for the day, playing with the other puppies there until my afternoon shift finally finishes and I ‘m able to get her and go back home, back to my apartment at night.
I shuffle into my apartment, locking the door while cradling a yawning Mandoongie in one arm, go up the stairs to my bedroom, drop my bag on the chair, place Mandoongie on my bed, and go to take a shower, find a basket-bed for Mandoongie and go to sleep...
Changmin’s point of view
Day passes by quickly- we all work hard. Hyungs notice something’s wrong with me although they don’t say anything. Just give me weird looks and I hear them whisper, “Yo, did you see that look in his eye? Scary man...”
Finally at nighttime, after we’ve all showered after the day’s work, I go up to the manager again. This time my tone’s under control, more forceful...and not as whiny or beggy last time. “Hyung. Please give me every other night off.”
The other raises his eyebrows in surprise, sighs, then says, “Changmin we’ve been through this. But. . .sigh continue. Tell me why exactly then.”
“It’s not right to leave my dog home alone. Regardless, I also ought to return to my house to make sure all things are alright and in shape. That’s why I ask you every other night to let me stay at my apartment. Please manager hyung. I am a grown man. I know how to take care of myself and uphold the group’s reputation. I won’t go out and do rash things like- like go to a bar or stay with friends.”
I hear the others sneeze. The manager smiles. “Alright. This time you’ve proven your point simple and straightforward- like a man.”
He holds up three fingers. “Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. That’s all I can give you.”
“Thank you hyung, thank you!” I bow low and then snap back up, grinning.
He motions to the door, nodding.
“.....eh?”
“Well? Get going! Today’s a Monday night! ...do you expect your dog to come running here to you?”
. . .YESSSSSS! I slap my hyung’s shoulder lightly and go, “Thank you! I’ll be back tomorrow!”
As I run out of the house I hear Chun yelling, “Don’t you DARE hit my Audi on the way out! A’ight???”
-Later-
I get home and bound up the stairs, racing through the rooms to the backyard to find no Mi, no Mandoongie.
Where are they? Before I start panicking, I retrace my steps and notice a small note on the kitchen table. I read it, grinning, and pick up the key next to the note.
Next thing I know, I’m locking my door and vaulting the backyard fence into her yard in one easy jump, opening her door and bounding up the steps to her house. . .
end Changmin’s point of view
The first thing I thought as I opened one eye, then the other was that someone was breaking into my house. But Mandoongie wasn’t barking. Then again, she was just a baby, asleep in my arms on the pillow. I remain lying stiff as a board on my bed, my eyes and ears tense in the darkness. I hear the creak of wood at the far corner of my room, a soft breeze floating through my open window into the room.
Caaaaaalm woman, stay caaaaaalm, you’re too old to believe in ghost stories. . .
Then, like a stealthy shadow, I hear a voice airily say to me, “Did you miss me? heheh...”
I panicked. I admit it. I was prepared for the worst. And ready to scream my lungs out for it.
“AA-MMMMMMPH!” My mouth gets covered by a hand as I feel something soft brush on my ear. My eyes widen to their limit as I turn around to find Min- shisus- inches from me, grinning down at me. He slowly removes his hand from my mouth, a finger to his lips motioning for me to keep silent, despite my palpitating heart.
Any second now. . . come forth, heart attack. . .
Must enjoy scaring me half to death seeing the shock on my face. As if answering how on earth he got in, he holds up the key I laid on his table that morning. Oh, right.
“It’s about time we slept in a bed, not on the grass.”
...begyourpardon? I lick my lips nervously. He takes Mandoongie away from the bed and lays her down in the basket with the blanket on the floor, under the window. She stirs but doesn’t wake up.
G-g-gehh
“And w-what exactly are you-”
“Shhh” A finger rests on my lips. “I have been thinking and watching my feelings all day today at work...”
Well that’s good for you, but what do you expect me to do??
“And I couldn’t stop thinking about two certain girls.”
...e-eh? His sisters? Maybe? He has been talking about his family~
I swallow.
“So I came back here.”
“And the job?”
“Forget the job. So they let me take a few nights off each week” he shrugs. I widen my eyes.
“You-”
“Yes. Now is that all you’ve got to say?”
Gulp.
“Well...truth is...I’ve been thinking about you the whole day too....uh and Mandoongie too, make no mistake!” I say.
I look away, up at the ceiling, off to the side, trying not to notice how he has placed a hand on either side of my head.
Beautiful... so now the only way I can escape is possibly head-butting him and bolting out of the bed?
I flick my tongue over my lips again. It’s a nervous habit. I see him grin at that action and bend over my ear and says, “So does that mean you regard me as more than a friend?”
Amazing how people can change at night. What are we, bipolar?
I sigh and say quickly, “I don’t know, what do YOU thi-”
And then he cuts off my sentence.
Along with my breath, my thoughts, my mind. And then it all seems to flood back at once. The soft feeling of lips on lips brushing gently, his tongue sliding over my lips as in that daydream, making them slowly part as he gently sucks on my lower lip before dwelling into my mouth with his roaming tongue.
A moment later we break away out of breath. As much as I can’t help it, lethargy is taking over me. I yawn and blink sleepily. Screw this, sleep is more important to my body now.
As I look up stubbornly at his grin, I then grin in satisfaction as his grin turns into a yawn too. It’s late. We can tell.
He plops himself down next to me, turning me so my back was to his chest and hugs me from behind, saying, “I’m sleepy...mind if I sleep here?”
Here???
“. . .in your working clothes?”
I clap a hand over my mouth. Too late.
“I took a shower before coming here” he pouts.
“But then, if you insist...” he sits up and quickly takes off the tank top he had on and throws it on the table next to the bed, now only in his jeans.
Mortified, I turn around as he does this and focus on his shadow the moon throws on the wall, seeing him turn and most likely look at me one last time before settling down next to me, his shadow finally molding and hiding behind mine on the wall, becoming one. So now the only thing separating him and me was the thin layer of clothing of my pjs.
“And you’re not going to be cold in just those jeans?” I say, even though outside it’s a freakin’ humid summer night.
In answer, he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me to him.
His body’s radiating warmth on my cool skin. . . gah.
“I’d have preferred a camisole nightgown or something lacy like that...” he jokes in my ear.
“Don’t EVEN. I am grateful to this over-sized tshirt, thankyouverymuch”
We sigh, relax into each other’s touch.
“So...I guess this means no more chinggu, eh?” I note. A little gloomily, to see this two-day rollercoaster-friendship suddenly shift.
“Who ever said that? Of course we’re chinggu. NAMJA-chinggu and YEOJA-chinggu” he claims, laughing at my silent gasp.
He leans his head against the crook of my neck and falls asleep.
Oh Jesus this summer... I sigh.
........but still, a good summer, I note with a smile on my face, falling asleep.
Who knows what tomorrow may hold~