[fic] yunho & changmin chronicles: real men and hair 6-11
The Yunho & Changmin Chronicles: Real Men and Hair (Chapters 6-11)
Featuring our beloved Yunho & Changmin; PG-13 only for language
Never fear for akagasuki will be contributing more as she is phenomenal.
Be sure to read the first part here! In all of its amazing glory. 8)
vi.
Yoochun decides one day that things are going to change. Venturing to the darkest and scariest parts of the city, he finds the perfect product.
Nads.
"Are you getting these for Yunho-sshi," the woman at the counter asks him as he's fumbling for his wallet.
"Ah, no," he pauses, tapping his fingers on the counter. "Better make it two."
"Pretend it came from a fan," Jaejoong suggests later that night when everyone else had already gone to bed.
vii.
"No, I'm serious. It needs to go."
Changmin shoots Yoochun an indignant look, "Hyung, during the time of cavemen, body hair was looked to as a sign of greatness."
"Bullshit. Get in the bathroom, Chewbacca."
"Jaejoong-hyung, don't side with him!" Puppy dog eyes and a pout. They both stopped working in 2006.
"He's siding with me because it's true."
"Yunho-hyung..."
"Don't go calling for help. He's next anyway."
There's a sound of something crashing onto the floor (or was it thrown?). "WHAT?"
viii.
"You know you're hairy when the fans start sending you care packages," Yoochun quips, sifting through the box he and Jaejoong created the night before.
"Shut up."
"With Nads. I'm just saying. You know everyone would like you more if you'd just trim it, at least."
"I hate you. Give me the damn box."
"Success." A door slam. "Changminah, it's better if you heat it up first!"
ix.
Three weeks. Three weeks and the two of them were at it again.
"It's just like pulling off a band-aid." Changmin's confidence doesn't help Yunho in the slightest.
"Pulling off band-aids don't make you cry."
"Pretend you're Yoochun. You can even write a song about it when you're done."
"I HEARD THAT!"
"...someone's not getting laid tonight."
"I hate you, hyung."
Two hours. Two hours later, they're still in the bathroom, not even bothering to fight back the tears.
"I feel like I'm Yoochun."
"Why? Because we're crying like babies?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Okay, hyung. I'm fucking serious. Where the hell is Junsu and why isn't he having to do this?"
x.
"Yoochun-hyung, we have a problem. A serious problem."
"Apollo 13."
"What?"
"Nothing. What is it?"
"Yunho-hyung used the rest of the Nads."
"Dammit! Those were the last boxes."
"... I thought you said it came from a fan."
xi.
Yoochun cracks a joke that Changmin must have lost some weight (because of the hair loss) and falls silent for a few moments at his realization. "You're going to hate me when I say this."
"What, hyung?"
"I kind of miss the hair."
Comments are appreciated. Thank you for reading. I hope you laughed. :)
Featuring our beloved Yunho & Changmin; PG-13 only for language
Never fear for akagasuki will be contributing more as she is phenomenal.
Be sure to read the first part here! In all of its amazing glory. 8)
vi.
Yoochun decides one day that things are going to change. Venturing to the darkest and scariest parts of the city, he finds the perfect product.
Nads.
"Are you getting these for Yunho-sshi," the woman at the counter asks him as he's fumbling for his wallet.
"Ah, no," he pauses, tapping his fingers on the counter. "Better make it two."
"Pretend it came from a fan," Jaejoong suggests later that night when everyone else had already gone to bed.
vii.
"No, I'm serious. It needs to go."
Changmin shoots Yoochun an indignant look, "Hyung, during the time of cavemen, body hair was looked to as a sign of greatness."
"Bullshit. Get in the bathroom, Chewbacca."
"Jaejoong-hyung, don't side with him!" Puppy dog eyes and a pout. They both stopped working in 2006.
"He's siding with me because it's true."
"Yunho-hyung..."
"Don't go calling for help. He's next anyway."
There's a sound of something crashing onto the floor (or was it thrown?). "WHAT?"
viii.
"You know you're hairy when the fans start sending you care packages," Yoochun quips, sifting through the box he and Jaejoong created the night before.
"Shut up."
"With Nads. I'm just saying. You know everyone would like you more if you'd just trim it, at least."
"I hate you. Give me the damn box."
"Success." A door slam. "Changminah, it's better if you heat it up first!"
ix.
Three weeks. Three weeks and the two of them were at it again.
"It's just like pulling off a band-aid." Changmin's confidence doesn't help Yunho in the slightest.
"Pulling off band-aids don't make you cry."
"Pretend you're Yoochun. You can even write a song about it when you're done."
"I HEARD THAT!"
"...someone's not getting laid tonight."
"I hate you, hyung."
Two hours. Two hours later, they're still in the bathroom, not even bothering to fight back the tears.
"I feel like I'm Yoochun."
"Why? Because we're crying like babies?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
"Okay, hyung. I'm fucking serious. Where the hell is Junsu and why isn't he having to do this?"
x.
"Yoochun-hyung, we have a problem. A serious problem."
"Apollo 13."
"What?"
"Nothing. What is it?"
"Yunho-hyung used the rest of the Nads."
"Dammit! Those were the last boxes."
"... I thought you said it came from a fan."
xi.
Yoochun cracks a joke that Changmin must have lost some weight (because of the hair loss) and falls silent for a few moments at his realization. "You're going to hate me when I say this."
"What, hyung?"
"I kind of miss the hair."
Comments are appreciated. Thank you for reading. I hope you laughed. :)