Loneliest Kissing Booth
Title: Loneliest Kissing Booth
Pairing: Jaemin
Rating: PG
Summary: Changmin has better things to do with his weekend then play along with another of Yunho's wild schemes. That is until he meets Jaejoong.
Changmin sighed softly and looked around at the fair ground and all the people passing him by. Every now and then a group of girls would look over at where he was standing, leaning against a crudely built booth and giggle before walking off. Why he let Yunho talk him into half of the things he did was beyond him. A perfectly good Saturday was wasted on another of his get rich quick schemes and if Changmin was keeping count correctly, which he was, this was the fortieth one that failed horribly. Anyone else but him would be perfect for this. Yunho could charm a girl with one of his well placed smiles and Yoochun was known for his playboy antics. But they were both off doing something fun and leaving him, the youngest of their ragtag group of friends to suffer at the whims of passer bys. His eyes glanced down at the simple jar next to him and looked at the lone dollar bill. Just the memory of having to kiss the girl, or was it that disgusting mole, was bringing shudders back into his lithe body. He leaned over up heave the hot dog he had scarfed down a mere thirty minutes ago and knew he'd have to buy more food soon with his money. Ugh why did he let Yunho talk him....
"Excuse me..."
Changmin straightened up quickly and looked over at the person who had spoken. He had to blink a few times to try to get rid of the day dream standing in front of his booth before he realize that the person he was looking at was real. And very pretty.
"Yes...?" Changmin was more than sure the person was just going to ask for directions on how to get to this ride or another but the next words out of those perfectly shaped pink lips surprised the teen down to his core.
"Is this really a kissing booth?"
Changmin felt another one word answer bubbling up from his throat and swallowed it down before it had time to be born. At this rate he'd look like nothing more than a blundering fool or worse Yunho. So he sucked in a deep breath and gave a small nod, shifting his position to lean on the booth better, berating himself and his two hyungs for not bringing out a chair. Them more than himself of course.
"Is it only for girls then?" The dark haired stranger asked shyly and Changmin had to think over the question for a moment. Yunho had used the idea to attract chicks but Changmin's tastes were quite different. He noticed the boy was starting to fidget almost like he was embarrassed and Changmin opened his mouth quickly to reply.
"It's for everyone but animals." He flashed a bright smile, almost in imitation of Yunho, and leaned in closer. "Did you want to kiss me?" He had thought the boy would deny it up and down and say he was only here to check it out for his little sister or some other lame excuse but the pale skin boy continued to find ways to amazing Changmin. Though he'd never admit such blasphemy out loud.
The boy inched forward and leaned in close to whisper into Changmin's ear. Changmin felt his eyes brightened up as he noticed Yunho and Yoochun lingering in the background, pointing at them and seeming to decide to come over and steal the kiss themselves. He tapped the jar with a finger to bring it to the other teen's attention and watched as two bills were dropped inside. Changmin raised an eyebrow and turned to remind him that the price was just one when the softest pair of lips was pressed against his slightly chapped ones. The kiss caught him entirely off guard and it made an odd electric current shoot through his body. His hands came up to caress the boy's cheeks and pull him closer, feeling like he was weightless, only grounded to earth by the connection of their lips.
The kiss ended before Changmin was ready and he found himself leaning in for more before he caught himself and pulled back. He vaguely remembered that he owed the boy two kisses and not just one. When he went in for the last one a finger press against his lips and pushes him backwards gently. The boy had a playful glint to his eyes and shook his head, taking a piece of paper out of his pocket and scribbling down a name and phone number.
"Call me when you want to give me the last kiss."
And with that the boy was walking away and joined another boy waiting off to the side who seemed to be bursting with laughter. Changmin picked up the piece of paper and read the name off of it. He glanced up in time to see Yunho and Yoochun racing each other to get to the booth first and shoved the paper into his pocket, crossing his arms and watching them with an unamused look. Their voices turned into the beginnings of a headache as they demanded who that was and what they had given Changmin but he only shrugged and headed away from the booth to enjoy the carnival for himself, leaving them with baffled expression.
"Kim Jaejoong huh? Cute name for a cute guy." He thought calmly to himself as he grabbed two more hotdogs and had his fill of riding the death defying rides the carnival offered before he left to go spend his Saturday the right way. Studying.
The rest of his weekend passed with no more interruptions from Yunho and his sidekick and the whole kissing booth thing was pushed to the far recesses of his mind. Monday was going to prove to be another boring day in the life of a high schooler and the rest of the week would be filled with pointless homework assignments and Yoochun trying to get Changmin to do his homework with promises of this and that in return. The tall youth had his entire week planned out as he sat in homeroom and stared out of the window, watching the leaves fall from the trees and birds fly around as they made their way towards the south for the approaching winter. He vaguely heard his teacher announce a new student and didn't listen when they were told to share the desk with him. He simply picked up his backpack from the other chair and dropped it next to him, cupping his chin in his hand and continuing his daydream.
He could feel a pair of eyes staring at him and it made his skin crawl uncomfortably. A few choice words were dancing on his tongue as he turned and was about to ask what was up when he felt the words die in his throat. The boy next to him gave a soft smile and giggled, actually giggled, before turning his head to look back at the board. How could he be here right now? Changmin closed his eyes and thought back to what the teacher had said when she introduced him. Transfer student...?
"You transferred here?" Changmin whispered over, scooting his chair closer and taking out a notebook, glancing up at the board and starting to scribble down the notes with the speed of a pro. He could hear Yunho's snores in the background and from the way a girl kept laughing behind her hand Yoochun was also preoccupied. They would both turn to Changmin for the notes and he couldn't let himself be distracted by daydreams...or Jaejoong...and let them make fun of him for finally breaking his streak.
Jaejoong nodded his head once, writing down notes in cursive script, Changmin looking over and taking the time to admire the way the letters seemed to flow down from the end of his pen. He hadn't had the chance to actually look at the boy at the carnival but now he could stare at him for the entirety of the class period and neither the teacher nor Jaejoong would notice, or rather Jaejoong wouldn't mind and simply duck his head to hide the beginnings of a blush.
It made Changmin smile and he reached a hand over slowly to tuck a loose lock of hair behind a heavily pierced ear and he wondered where else Jaejoong had piercings. The thought made his face heat up and he dropped his pencil on the ground, bumping his knee and scooting his chair back to retrieve it from the ground. He saw his teacher giving him an odd look and he wiggled the pencil a little before looking down and vigorously writing down more notes.
There was the ghost of a smile on Jaejoong's face and Changmin felt the strongest urge to lean over and kiss it away but he couldn't do such a thing in the middle of class. Luckily the bell rang and his other peers jumped up and headed for the door. Changmin took his time packing up his things and looked around, noting that only he and Jaejoong were left in the room. Good.
Changmin gripped the boy's chin gently and leaned down to kiss the lips he had secretly been dreaming over for the past two days. There were just as soft as they were on Saturday if not more so and Changmin had decided that using chap stick wouldn't actually kill him, making the slide of their lips for more enjoyable. A soft noise bubbled up from the back of Jaejoong's throat but Changmin swallowed it hungrily and held him there until his lungs burned for oxygen and he pulled back, chest heaving as he sucked down the cold air. Jaejoong's lips were a soft red color as he stood up slowly and cleared his throat.
Changmin stopped him from talking and placed a small piece of paper down on the desk in front of them, writing down his name and number with a little note written under it. Jaejoong watched as Changmin gathered his things and headed out of the door, lifting up the scrap of paper and reading it slowly before a soft smile crossed over his face.
"Call me when you want another kiss. ~Changmin."
Pairing: Jaemin
Rating: PG
Summary: Changmin has better things to do with his weekend then play along with another of Yunho's wild schemes. That is until he meets Jaejoong.
Changmin sighed softly and looked around at the fair ground and all the people passing him by. Every now and then a group of girls would look over at where he was standing, leaning against a crudely built booth and giggle before walking off. Why he let Yunho talk him into half of the things he did was beyond him. A perfectly good Saturday was wasted on another of his get rich quick schemes and if Changmin was keeping count correctly, which he was, this was the fortieth one that failed horribly. Anyone else but him would be perfect for this. Yunho could charm a girl with one of his well placed smiles and Yoochun was known for his playboy antics. But they were both off doing something fun and leaving him, the youngest of their ragtag group of friends to suffer at the whims of passer bys. His eyes glanced down at the simple jar next to him and looked at the lone dollar bill. Just the memory of having to kiss the girl, or was it that disgusting mole, was bringing shudders back into his lithe body. He leaned over up heave the hot dog he had scarfed down a mere thirty minutes ago and knew he'd have to buy more food soon with his money. Ugh why did he let Yunho talk him....
"Excuse me..."
Changmin straightened up quickly and looked over at the person who had spoken. He had to blink a few times to try to get rid of the day dream standing in front of his booth before he realize that the person he was looking at was real. And very pretty.
"Yes...?" Changmin was more than sure the person was just going to ask for directions on how to get to this ride or another but the next words out of those perfectly shaped pink lips surprised the teen down to his core.
"Is this really a kissing booth?"
Changmin felt another one word answer bubbling up from his throat and swallowed it down before it had time to be born. At this rate he'd look like nothing more than a blundering fool or worse Yunho. So he sucked in a deep breath and gave a small nod, shifting his position to lean on the booth better, berating himself and his two hyungs for not bringing out a chair. Them more than himself of course.
"Is it only for girls then?" The dark haired stranger asked shyly and Changmin had to think over the question for a moment. Yunho had used the idea to attract chicks but Changmin's tastes were quite different. He noticed the boy was starting to fidget almost like he was embarrassed and Changmin opened his mouth quickly to reply.
"It's for everyone but animals." He flashed a bright smile, almost in imitation of Yunho, and leaned in closer. "Did you want to kiss me?" He had thought the boy would deny it up and down and say he was only here to check it out for his little sister or some other lame excuse but the pale skin boy continued to find ways to amazing Changmin. Though he'd never admit such blasphemy out loud.
The boy inched forward and leaned in close to whisper into Changmin's ear. Changmin felt his eyes brightened up as he noticed Yunho and Yoochun lingering in the background, pointing at them and seeming to decide to come over and steal the kiss themselves. He tapped the jar with a finger to bring it to the other teen's attention and watched as two bills were dropped inside. Changmin raised an eyebrow and turned to remind him that the price was just one when the softest pair of lips was pressed against his slightly chapped ones. The kiss caught him entirely off guard and it made an odd electric current shoot through his body. His hands came up to caress the boy's cheeks and pull him closer, feeling like he was weightless, only grounded to earth by the connection of their lips.
The kiss ended before Changmin was ready and he found himself leaning in for more before he caught himself and pulled back. He vaguely remembered that he owed the boy two kisses and not just one. When he went in for the last one a finger press against his lips and pushes him backwards gently. The boy had a playful glint to his eyes and shook his head, taking a piece of paper out of his pocket and scribbling down a name and phone number.
"Call me when you want to give me the last kiss."
And with that the boy was walking away and joined another boy waiting off to the side who seemed to be bursting with laughter. Changmin picked up the piece of paper and read the name off of it. He glanced up in time to see Yunho and Yoochun racing each other to get to the booth first and shoved the paper into his pocket, crossing his arms and watching them with an unamused look. Their voices turned into the beginnings of a headache as they demanded who that was and what they had given Changmin but he only shrugged and headed away from the booth to enjoy the carnival for himself, leaving them with baffled expression.
"Kim Jaejoong huh? Cute name for a cute guy." He thought calmly to himself as he grabbed two more hotdogs and had his fill of riding the death defying rides the carnival offered before he left to go spend his Saturday the right way. Studying.
The rest of his weekend passed with no more interruptions from Yunho and his sidekick and the whole kissing booth thing was pushed to the far recesses of his mind. Monday was going to prove to be another boring day in the life of a high schooler and the rest of the week would be filled with pointless homework assignments and Yoochun trying to get Changmin to do his homework with promises of this and that in return. The tall youth had his entire week planned out as he sat in homeroom and stared out of the window, watching the leaves fall from the trees and birds fly around as they made their way towards the south for the approaching winter. He vaguely heard his teacher announce a new student and didn't listen when they were told to share the desk with him. He simply picked up his backpack from the other chair and dropped it next to him, cupping his chin in his hand and continuing his daydream.
He could feel a pair of eyes staring at him and it made his skin crawl uncomfortably. A few choice words were dancing on his tongue as he turned and was about to ask what was up when he felt the words die in his throat. The boy next to him gave a soft smile and giggled, actually giggled, before turning his head to look back at the board. How could he be here right now? Changmin closed his eyes and thought back to what the teacher had said when she introduced him. Transfer student...?
"You transferred here?" Changmin whispered over, scooting his chair closer and taking out a notebook, glancing up at the board and starting to scribble down the notes with the speed of a pro. He could hear Yunho's snores in the background and from the way a girl kept laughing behind her hand Yoochun was also preoccupied. They would both turn to Changmin for the notes and he couldn't let himself be distracted by daydreams...or Jaejoong...and let them make fun of him for finally breaking his streak.
Jaejoong nodded his head once, writing down notes in cursive script, Changmin looking over and taking the time to admire the way the letters seemed to flow down from the end of his pen. He hadn't had the chance to actually look at the boy at the carnival but now he could stare at him for the entirety of the class period and neither the teacher nor Jaejoong would notice, or rather Jaejoong wouldn't mind and simply duck his head to hide the beginnings of a blush.
It made Changmin smile and he reached a hand over slowly to tuck a loose lock of hair behind a heavily pierced ear and he wondered where else Jaejoong had piercings. The thought made his face heat up and he dropped his pencil on the ground, bumping his knee and scooting his chair back to retrieve it from the ground. He saw his teacher giving him an odd look and he wiggled the pencil a little before looking down and vigorously writing down more notes.
There was the ghost of a smile on Jaejoong's face and Changmin felt the strongest urge to lean over and kiss it away but he couldn't do such a thing in the middle of class. Luckily the bell rang and his other peers jumped up and headed for the door. Changmin took his time packing up his things and looked around, noting that only he and Jaejoong were left in the room. Good.
Changmin gripped the boy's chin gently and leaned down to kiss the lips he had secretly been dreaming over for the past two days. There were just as soft as they were on Saturday if not more so and Changmin had decided that using chap stick wouldn't actually kill him, making the slide of their lips for more enjoyable. A soft noise bubbled up from the back of Jaejoong's throat but Changmin swallowed it hungrily and held him there until his lungs burned for oxygen and he pulled back, chest heaving as he sucked down the cold air. Jaejoong's lips were a soft red color as he stood up slowly and cleared his throat.
Changmin stopped him from talking and placed a small piece of paper down on the desk in front of them, writing down his name and number with a little note written under it. Jaejoong watched as Changmin gathered his things and headed out of the door, lifting up the scrap of paper and reading it slowly before a soft smile crossed over his face.
"Call me when you want another kiss. ~Changmin."