miari | The Lewd Man 2/2

Title: The Lewd Man (Part Two)
Rating: PG-13 (language, heavy kissing)
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: Humor
Summary: Continuation of The Naked Man. Junsu and Yoochun's akwardness the next day, Yunho's uber strictness, Jaejoong pining, Min snarking, and more kissing. How's that for a summary lol.

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Part One
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PART TWO

Junsu desperately wished that he did not have Yunho’s class the next day. Even more so, he wished that he did not have it with Yoochun. He would have skipped, but that was unthinkable for a Jung class; impermissible unless you had a (valid) catalysmic reason.

He got there earlier than he normally would have, hoping that if he looked over his notes, he wouldn’t have to talk to Yoochun.

Jaejoong was next to appear and he looked exahusted. “Who the hell let Min buy so much beer?” He grumbled.

“I’d like to say Yoochun, but I know that’s not true. Did it mess with your memory?”

“Nope. I recited everything perfect. Took me from when I stepped into the shower til just now, but I got it.” Jaejoong eyed Junsu’s notes. “Are you okay?”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah. Just...paranoid...you know.”

Jaejoong narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “When did Yoochun leave?”

“Just after you did. I’m not Changmin, Jae, you don’t need to mother me.”

“Something happened,” Jaejoong stated, obviously elated at his conjecture, and Junsu felt his stomach drop, “Spill. I want all the dirty, lewd, naked details.”

“Nothing happened,” Junsu mumbled, hoping his face wasn’t red.

“Liar. You’re blushing.”

Junsu swore.

“I knew it. Is his naked body as gorgeous as I remember?”

“Jaejoong-ah!” Junsu covered his friends mouth, apprehensively eyeing a girl who had walked in with a stack of notes and a very frazzled look, “We didn’t-he just....we just kissed, that’s all.”

Jaejoong crowed.

“Make less noise.”

Changmin shoved into his seat next to Junsu and Jaejoong reached over to pet his hair. “Ooh, did someone drink too much beer last night? I hope you can take the test.”

“Shut up. I’m perfectly capable of test taking. It is a silent activity. Why were you yelling?”

Jaejoong snickered. “Ask Mr. I-totally-scored-last-night-and-refuse-to-admit-it.”

Junsu’s fervent, “I didn’t!” was lost under Changmin’s squeal “Hyung, tell me! Tell me tell me tell me!”

“No.”

“I’ll ask Yoochun.”

“What will you ask me?”

Junsu smirked as Changmin faltered and spluttered at Yoochun’s sudden appearance.

“Did you sleep well, Junsu?”

Junsu met Yoochun’s eyes past Min’s still blubbering head and found them slightly apprehensive. Junsu managed to smile. “Fine. Just...dreams of failing.”

“Failing again, Junsu?”

All four men jumped at Yunho’s voice. He stood in front of them, arms crossed, and Junsu realized that the four of them must be really out of it to not notice the professor's entrance.

“I don’t fail.”

Yunho smiled. “I hope not.” His eyes flicked to his new student. “Yoochun,” he nodded, “it’s nice to see you clothed.”

Junsu rolled his eyes as Yoochun let a greasy quirk twitch the corner of his mouth. “Only because you asked.”

Yunho turned his attention to Jaejoong. “I need to talk to you after class. Come to my office later?”

Jaejoong opened and closed his mouth once before saying, “Um...sure. Fine. After class.”

“Great.”

Yunho turned around and walked back to the front of the classroom.

Junsu watched his friend take a deep breath. “Yah,” Junsu said softly but harshly, “Did you cheat or something?”

“Of course not. Min, pinch me. Did Yunho just ask me to follow him to his office after class? Tell me quick.”

“Jae,” Changmin said, “He may have, but he’s probably fucking with your head to test you. Focus on the quiz.”

"Did you just refer to Yunho and I and fucking in the same sentence?"

"Jaejoong-ah! Focus!"

Jaejoong took another breath. “One second of freak out time.” he hid his face behind his hand so Yunho wouldn’t see and for a second exactly Junsu saw a ridiculously silly grin spread across his friend’s face.

“Um...” Yoochun was watching with careful apprehension.

“We went over this last night,” Changmin informed him, looking back to his notes after glancing at his watch (one minute left.)

“Not really.”

“Unrequited love.” Changmin muttered softly.

“Shut up,” Jaejoong hissed, “You liked Soo Ae for years before you did anything about it.

“Whatever. It’s still true. You can’t do anything as a student anyway, so it’s totally a moot point.”

Jaejoong reached across Junsu and smacked Min on his head.

“Hyung.”

“Notes away, people.”

There was a small amount of nearly inaudible groaning heard throughout the room. Yunho passed out the quizzes (Junsu nearly died when he counted six pages, the longest quiz yet, probably a record breaker.)

“You have an hour. As per usual, wait out in the hallway silently until the time is up.”

Five minutes into the test and a the door burst open to reveal a straggling student, breathing very hard. Yunho looked up from his just opened newspaper, clearly very displeased.

Junsu was aware of the entire class watching(minus Jaejoong who was writing furiously), pencils paused above papers. Yunho always waited a few seconds for a student to blurt out an excuse. If it was valid, he’d let them sit, if not...

“Out.” Yunho pointed to the door.

“But-”

“Out. We can discuss the not-so-likely possibility of a make-up tomorrow. I’ll be in my office until noon. Out.”

The student left and Junsu saw Yoochun swallow with the realization of how lucky he really had been last class period.

Predictably, Jaejoong was the first one done, Changmin closely following. Junsu was next and he walked out into the hallway to find Jaejoong stroking Min’s head. “He missed a couple,” Jaejoong murmured.

Junsu sat next to them and patted Changmin’s knee. “So did I, Min, it’s fine.”

“I knew them, though. I knew them. How the hell do you remember all those little details, Jae?”

Jaejoong shrugged.

“Yunho,” Junsu supplied, resting his throbbing head on the wall. “If it’s for Yunho, Jaejoong will remember anything.”

Somehow, Junsu was not surprised when Yoochun was the next one to totter out and plop down next to Jaejoong.

“How do you feel?” Jaejoong murmured.

“Like overcooked ramyun.”

Junsu couldn’t help but laugh. Yoochun grinned at him and Junsu remembered what had happened the night before. His laugh died at the same moment Yoochun’s smile dropped from his face. Junsu swallowed and tore his gaze away.

A few more students exited into the hallway before Yunho stuck his head out and told them to come back inside. Junsu winced as he noticed the amount of students who hadn’t had enough time to finish the whole quiz.

“Right, so...yes, Jaejoong?”

“Please tell me you wouldn’t have really given that as a pop quiz.”

“Ah...no. Not really,” Yunho smiled at the collective sigh of relief, “However...”

There was a pregnant, terrified pause.

Yunho pulled out a sheaf of papers and began handing them out. “Case report. Next class. No more of this once a week crap, I don’t know what I was thinking. I used to write twenty of these a week when I had my practice. So from now on, for every class pick a case, right a report.”

“Fuck.” Junsu heard someone mutter.

“And I had better not get one paper with Wikipedia cited as a source. You can’t use it out there, so you can’t use it in here.”

“Does he read all this?” Junsu heard Yoochun whisper to Changmin...too loudly...

“I do, actually, Yoochun. You see, I’m being paid to teach you how to be a good lawyer and how to survive in the real world as a good lawyer. This is the work involved and if you don’t like it, you may leave my class and take your test with you.” Yunho smiled. “One less thing for me to correct.”

Yoochun stayed seated. Junsu felt relieved.

After class, Changmin rushed off to call Soo Ae and Jaejoong apprehensively followed Yunho up to his office mouthing wait for me to Junsu.

Junsu refused to look at Yoochun, feigning brain exhaustion as they waited in a student lounge for Jaejoong to reappear. Junsu was splayed out in an armchair, contemplating a short nap, when he suddenly felt something grasp his wrist and yank him to his feet. “Wha-”

“We need to talk.”

Before Junsu could say anything, Yoochun pulled him down a hallways and into a deserted classroom. Junsu found himself pushed up against the wall and could only manage to take a breath before Yoochun was kissing him like he would forget the feel of it.

Junsu didn’t think he could ever, not the way Yoochun’s hand were on his clothes, trying to find something, anything to grasp, or the way Yoochun’s mouth slid from Junsu’s lips to his jaw to find his neck and make him mewl quietly in his throat.

“T-talk.” Junsu gasped.

“Why?” Yoochun murmured and Junsu’s whole body rumbled deliciously with Yoochun’s voice. “This is what I want to say.”

Junsu moaned again as Yoochun’s body ground into his. “Yoochun...”

“Why are you ignoring me?” Breath in his ear, “You always ignore me.” Fingers finding skin, “Stop.” Lips pulling the skin on his neck.

“You make me incoherent,” Junsu managed to gasp, “I can’t even help it.” But he complied and neither of them said anything intelligible for quite some time.

“Where the hell were you?”

“Sorry,” Junsu tried to appease a fuming Jaejoong as Changmin watched with folded arms like a father watching his children get scolded, “We just...”

Jaejoong let his gaze sweep the length of Junsu’s body and then Yoochun’s. “Okay, let me revise that. What were you doing?”

“Um...” Junsu flailed around in his brain for a diversion, “What did Yunho want?”

Jaejoong’s face lit up, sufficiently distracted. “Oh! He wants me to T.A!”

“What?” Junsu stopped mid-stride, causing Yoochun to bump into him. Surprisingly, Junsu was not immediately enraged when Yoochun copped a feel of his ass for a quick second. “It does feel as good as it looks.” Junsu tried not to blush as he remembered Yoochun’s whispered delight in his ear not ten minutes ago.

“To be a Teacher’s Assistant, Junsu, over the summer. They’ll pay me and everything. He has two huge classes he needs help with and he said if goes well, I can help in the fall too. Aaaaaand....he said quote: “I’m going to be bored out of my mind with a bunch of lazy asses who don’t know how to study and it’ll be fun to have you around.” Junsu tried not to laugh; Jaejoong was glowing.

“That’s awesome, Jaejoong,” Yoochun smiled, “You deserve it.”

Jaejoong smiled at him and then narrowed his eyes as he looked from Yoochun to Junsu. “Junsu, we need to have a nice, long chat.”

“Why?” Junsu tried to sound non-chalant.

Jaejoong turned to Changmin and linked arms with him. “Did you notice, Minnie?”

“It’s difficult not to.”

“What?” Yoochun asked curiously, almost apprehensively. Junsu swallowed, thoughts of his swollen lips and certain, unnamed bite marks he’d tried to hide making him nervous.

Changmin giggled like he had a secret worth a million dollars. “You’re wearing each other’s jackets.”

A/N YAY!!! It's done. Phew. Thank you guys for reading!! Sorry if I made Yunho seem like an ass. I've been bitching to myself lately about professors who SUCK and don't care that they're teaching and Yunho was sort of born out of all my favorite professors...just more strict. Probably more strict than anyone needs to be but oh well. Part of the story right? He'll be a bit more...human...later lol. :)

And erm...poll...because I had a bazillion and one ideas for the yunjae...would you guys read it if it was chaptered?? I don't know how long I'd make it (prolly not too) but I think the Yunjaeness deserves more than a one-shot.

The Lewd Man 2/2

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