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The (Not-So) Best Laid Plans 2
Here is part two in which Yoosu make up (out) and exact a plan of revenge against Changmin.
Pg-15 for swearing, nakedness, and rather blunt references to sex and foreplay...
Junsu held onto Yoochun’s hand tightly. He wasn’t exactly sure what Yoochun had been talking to Jaejoong about for the past few days, and it had been nerve-wracking. Junsu hoped desperately that Yoochun hadn’t stopped liking him...because that would be unbearable, unthinkable.
Unconsciously he pulled his friend towards the river and a bench where they had gone the day after Yoochun had dragged him into the deserted classroom.
They sat in silence for awhile, heads resting against one another, fingers still wrapped around fingers, studiously ignoring the grumblings in their stomachs.
“Chunnie,” Junsu whispered after they had watched the moon rise a good few feet, “Chunnie, what’s wrong?”
Yoochun squeezed his hand tightly but said nothing, making Junsu want to cry.
“Please talk to me. You’ve been talking to Jaejoong more than me and it isn’t supposed to be like that, Yoochun. I want to...I want to help you, I want to heal you, to make whatever it is better.”
Junsu turned slightly and made Yoochun look him in the eye. “You’re not dying are you?”
A sigh of relief escaped his lips when Yoochun chuckled quietly. “I’m quite well, thank you.”
“Not completely well,” Junsu whispered quietly and it wasn’t a question.
After a moment, Yoochun replied, “No, not completely.”
“Am I causing this...whatever it is?”
Junsu decided that he hated it when Yoochun was silent. “Was it something I said? Or that I did? Am I being stupid by not knowing what it is, Yoochun? You.. you still like me, right?”
He was ready to beg, to plead, to promise whatever he had to so that Yoochun wouldn’t leave him. Because half his life was the man in front of him. He loved everything about him, even the things he hated.
Junsu felt his heart seize up when Yoochun pulled away from him, but then he relaxed when arms wrapped around him. Okay. Hugs were good.
“I still like you,” Yoochun confirmed.
“If that’s the case, then you should be able to tell me anything. There can’t be anything worse than you dying or not liking me anymore so lay it on me. I can totally take it.”
Yoochun chuckled and Junsu began to breathe correctly again.
“I...I’m afraid of liking you too much.”
“...you’re what?”
“I’m in love with you,” Yoochun whispered and Junsu was sure he had just heard two very different sentences
“Which one is it?” he asked, “Do you love me or are you afraid of loving me?”
“Why did you ask for clarification when you heard me the first time? Come on, Junsu, help me out here, I don’t say things like this often.”
Now Junsu laughed. “Which one?” He pressed.
“Both. I love you to death and it scares me shitless.”
Junsu decided that it was about time he kissed Yoochun breathless.
Yoochun didn’t respond as first but then Junsu felt hands sliding up his back and into his hair before Yoochun gasped in an oddly familiar way, “T-talk.”
“When have we ever accomplished anything by talking? I love you too, ass. Don’t be scared, not of me, or us.”
“Junsu...”
Junsu buried his face into his friend’s shoulder knowing well that he was crying...that they were both crying. “You’ve been ignoring me,” Junsu whispered, “Don’t ignore me, please don’t. It hurts so much.”
“Okay.”
Junsu pulled away and they laughed a little as they both tried to wipe away each other’s tears at the same time.
“My room or yours?”
Any sort of romantic reply was lost on Junsu’s tongue when his stomach rumbled and they laughed at the horrible timing.
“Maybe we should go back to Yunho’s and bother Jaejoong for doing such a clumsy job of getting us to talk. I’m sure they didn’t eat all that food.”
Yoochun paled. “Let’s not. I have food in my room, let’s go back there,” he murmured softly, clinging to Junsu’s hands like they were gold, “Please?”
Something squished in Junsu’s insides as he saw the look on Yoochun face and it made him blush. He nodded.
Yoochun pulled Junsu up and they started to walk leisurely back towards campus.
“I’m sorry for being so stupid about this,” Yoochun whispered, “Jaejoong was right, I should have just told you.”
“I really hate to admit it, but Jaejoong is usually right.”
Yoochun laughed and slid an arm around Junsu shoulders, pulling him closer. Junsu couldn’t help but snuggle into the warmth the action created.
“Changmin, however, I fully intend to harass.”
Junsu felt a devious giggle press into his hair and he grinned.
Changmin was desperately searching Soo Ae’s cabinets for more cough medicine but since seeing as she had just come back from Japan, everything in her apartment was bare. Changmin cursed Jaejoong and his stupid plans (in several languages) for dragging him away from his Soo Ae.
He abandoned his search when he heard Soo Ae calling for him. he found her trying to get out of bed, wobbling on her her feet. “Yah! Wait, don’t...what are you doing?”
Changmin caught her just as she took a particularly unsteady step.
“I want to take a bath.”
“You can’t even stand properly, you’ll drown.”
“Don’t be silly, you’ll be with me.”
Changmin sighed, stroking Soo Ae’s hair, “I will, will I?”
He knew he was going to give in even before she squeezed him tightly and murmured an affirmative syllable which sounded like “ahmmm.”
“Fine, but I’m not going in with you,” he cradled her and listened to her attempt to sing him a love song she’d heard on the radio as he made his way into the bathroom.
“Can’t ‘member all th’lyrics,” Soo Ae slurred, mind slightly blurred from sickness and medication, “All I ‘member is I love you~ I loooooove youu~ you, you, you...”
“It’s a beautiful song,” Changmin assured her as he sat her down on the toilet seat so he could start filling the tub with water (and extra bubble bath.) “Shirt first.”
“You’re stud’iously not looking a m’body,” Soo Ae chided carefuly as Changmin gently pulled away the layers of clothing from her skin. “You said you love to look at me. Looove you, Loove you...”
“I’m not looking at you for the same reason I’m not climbing into the tub with you. It would be terrible of me to ravish you when you’re in this state.”
“Such a gentleman,” Soo Ae kissed Changmin’s cheek.
“Just get in so my control doesn’t slip,” Changmin lowered her slowly into the water and then kissed her shoulder as she relaxed against the tub’s.”
“Loooove you~,” Soo Ae sang softly, “Loove...ooh. Bubbles!”
“Just for you.”
“Soo Ae blew into the froth that was a good four or five inches thick and wrinkled her nose when some of the soapy suds flew back into her face. “Pfah.”
Changmin smakced her affectionately on the top of her head before he wiped the soap away. “That’s what you get. Seriously, you’re like a five year old.”
Soo Ae pouted. “Wash me.”
“Slave driver,” Changmin was already reaching for her body wash.
“You love~ it. Loooooveeee, looove love it.”
“I love you.”
“Cheesy,” Soo Ae muttered, but she began to sing again as Changmin rubbed her shoulders.
“I’m going to break my promise to myself if you continue to be so adorable.”
Soo Ae smiled as she played with the bubbles and sung her “I love you’s” over and over.
“Soo Ae,” Changmin slid a hand down her body, disappearing into the mass of bubbles and warm water.
“Minnie-ah,” Soo Ae murmured, “your suppos’d to be gent’manly right now not...not...”
Changmin had slid his hands further down her body, swirling the water around her soft skin, pale from illness. “Not what?” He whispered.
“Min.” Changmin kissed her neck as he slid his other hand into the water, no longer caring that the bubbles were sloshing onto his shirt. “Now do you want t’join me? Love? Looooover spectac’lar of mine?”
Changmin had already pulled off his shirt before the bell to the apartment buzzed and he cursed loudly. “Don’t slide underneath the water, I’ll be right back.”
“I wouldn’t move if you paid me.”
Changmin leaned down to kiss the blush in her cheeks that his wandering hands had caused. The bell sounded again and he reluctantly pulled his shirt back on and walked to the door.
He peaked through the peephole and saw Junsu standing at the door and looking like shit. Changmin damned his hyung to hell and back several times over and then opened the door.
“What. Do. You. Want?”
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Minnie, please. Yoochun’s really upset with me and I don’t know why and I don’t want to go back to Yunho’s cause god knows what he and Jaejoong are doing and this is closer than-”
“What exactly do you think I’m doing?”
Junsu narrowed his eyes. “You said Soo Ae was sick. You shouldn’t be doing anything, dongsaeng, except care for her. Now let me in, I’m cold, tired, and very sad.”
“This is Soo Ae’s home, you can’t just-”
“Soo Ae loves me. She won’t mind. Besides, I’m good with sick people.”
Changmin sighed. “Fine, but stay out of my way, I don’t need your help to care for my girlfriend.”
Junsu beamed and Changmin glowered as his friend plopped himself down on the couch, turning on the tv and flipping through the channels (most likely in search of a soccer game.)
“I’ll be in the bathroom, don’t bother me.” Changmin walked back to said room and making sure to lock the door behind him, he settled down next to the tub and caressed Soo Ae’s hair away form her face.
“Was that Junsu’s voice I heard?”
“Um...yeah. He sort of invaded.”
Soo Ae chuckled, her eyes closed, and Changmin swooped down to kiss her cheek. “Sorry,” he whispered.
“It’s fine. Wash my hair?”
Changmin tweaked her nose, repeating his earlier statement of, “slave driver,” and reached for he shampoo, loving how the smell mixed with her tropical body wash.
Soo Ae taught Changmin Japanese words while he massaged and rinsed, rolling their eyes every time they heard Junsu whoop from the living room.
Changmin lifted her out carefully, lovingly and they sat her on the edge of the tub while it drained, finding a fluffy towel to dry her body.
“So sleepy.”
Changmin kissed her knee cap in response as he dried her legs.
“So sweet,” she said as he kissed her other leg and he looked up at her to find a tear rolling down her cheek.
“Whoa. Hey, don’t do that, that makes me sad.”
He wrapped a towel around her securely, leaving her dirty clothes on the floor, and wiped at her face.
“Don’t z’rve you.”
“What?”
“I don’t deserve you,” Soo Ae said carefully, speaking around the sleepiness of her medication.
“Nonsense. I love you, this is how I treat people that I love. Let’s get you into pajamas and bed and then I will fully explain my utter and profuse love for you,” and he lifted her, fluffy towels and all, towards her bedroom.
“Wait, lemme say hi t’Su.”
Changmin snorted but dutifully carried her into the living room.
“Susu!”
Junsu turned and Changmin saw his friend’s brows raise in surprise. “SooSoo! You look...terrible...”
Soo Ae laughed, “I have the best doctor,” she said and Changmin felt her arms tighten around him. “Come hug me!”
Junsu stood up but Changmin frowned and held his struggling Soo Ae against his chest. “You’re going to get sicker if I don’t get you warm...and I need to pee. Say good night.”
Soo Ae pouted and Changmin thought he might just cave in on himself. “You made me plenty warm, Minnie dear, I want a hug.”
“You were making her warm, were you?” Junsu clicked his tongue, “She’s sick, Minnie, really...I’ll get her into bed, you go pee, I don’t trust you.”
Changmin spluttered but when he saw Soo Ae’s happy face at the thought of getting a SuHug, he set her on her feet. “She had better still have a towel on, hyung, when I walk in there.”
“I’m not a perve, unlike you.”
“That is entirely debatable.”
Changmin grumbled, entered the bathroom (again) and ended up dumping Soo Ae’s dirty clothes in a hamper before he left (again.)
Soo Ae was sitting against her pillows, her towel draped across her, grinning widely.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
“I’m happy. I have the best boyfriend in the world who has the best friends.”
Changmin grumbled under his breath as he went in search of pajamas. He pouted as he sat next to Soo Ae and slid her underthings onto her body.
“What’re you pouting about?”
“I would much rather be pulling these off of you rather than putting them on you.”
Soo Ae’s laugh was muffled underneath the overly large shirt Changmin was slipping over her head. “When did I ever say you had to put them on me?”
Changmin sighed, pulling out her damp hair from the head hole and resigned himself to kissing her forehead; he had really wanted to kiss something else (all night,) it had been driving him crazy.
“I know you didn’t. But Junsu is here...it’s weird...”
Soo Ae chuckled. “Come here and kiss me, silly boy of mine.”
Before Changmin could comply, the bell buzzed again. “You have to fucking kidding me.”
Soo Ae giggled. “Go answer it. I’ll be right here when you get back.”
Swearing under his breath, (Changmin was sure his bad mouth was Yoochun’s fault; he hadn’t sworn nearly as much as he did now that Yoochun hung around,) he peeped outside and almost had a heart attack.
“Yoochun! Why are you...why are you standing outside naked? And how did you know where this apartment was? Why are you naked?”
“I called Jaejoong, he gave me directions and told me to show up naked. Is Junsu here? I really need to talk to him.”
“Chunnie?” Changmin gulped and glanced behind him. Junsu stood there, eyes round. “Why...you...you’re naked!”
“Yes. And I’m freezing, can I please come inside. Can we talk, Junsu, please?”
Changmin was grinding his teeth. “Do you two have to do your talking HERE? Seriously, you were supposed to talk at Yunho’s, not in my sick girlfriend’s apartment.”
“You are ready to jump said sick girlfriend, so don’t start lecturing us.”
Changmin watched in horror as Junsu let his gaze roam over Yoochun’s body. He knew that look, he looked at Soo Ae like that occasionally, and it always led to long nights.
“Let him in.”
“No.”
“Shim Changmin move your damn ass and go coddle your girlfriend, right now.”
Before he even realized that he was doing it, Changmin was walking back to Soo Ae’s room.
“Who was it?” Soo Ae asked curiously.
“Yoochun,” Changmin mumbled and laid down on the bed, burying his head into a pillow. He had a throbbing headache.
“I want to meet him.”
“Not right now you aren’t. He’s ass naked.”
Soo Ae laughed and Changmin sighed pleasurably as she ran fingers through his hair. Neither of them moved for a long while and then Changmin started when he heard the shower start.
“You have to be kidding me.”
“It’s fine,” Soo Ae said, “Don’t worry.”
“It’s not fine, this...this was supposed to be for us, this...” Changmin trailed off and felt his blood pressure build as he heard a moan from the bathroom. “I’m going to murder them.”
He made as if to stand but Soo Ae wrapped her arms around his middle and held him steady. Another moan sounded and Changmin almost bit his tongue off. “Soo Ae, let me go, I’m going to kick them out.”
“Minnie.”
Changmin turned around and gaped at Soo Ae who was grinning madly. “Who are you and what have you done with my Soo Ae? She would be really mad right now and you’re...smiling.”
“You deserve this, you were mean to them earlier.”
“Wh-what?” Changmin stared at her, “Are you...what the hell?”
Soo Ae pulled him closer, sliding hands down his body like he had done to her earlier, making him inhale sharply as another faint gasp was heard from the bathroom.
“You were mean to them. They’re getting back at you.”
“They...they set this up?” Changmin’s eyes fell shut as he tried to think past Soo Ae’s hands on his body.
“Yes,” Soo Ae’s voice was angelic in his ear, “Junsu made sure it was okay with me when you in the bathroom. And I said yes, because you were really mean and you deserve to be punished.”
“I can’t believe you said yes,” Changmin’s hands were doing things of their own accord, finding her clothing and pulling gently at the pieces, wishing desperately he could undo what he had done.
“Well...I figured, with the two of them occupied, we could makes some noises of our own...”
“You’re...ill...” Changmin was already lifting her shirt off.
“I’m yours tonight, Minnie dearest,” Soo Ae fell back against the pillows and Changmin swallowed. ‘You did say you wanted to take them off...”
Another moan from the bathroom was all it took and Changmin was soon kissing all the parts of Soo Ae’s body he had been staring at all night long. The I love you’s that he elicited from her were sweeter than any song she could have sung him.
Omake:
“You’re naked...you weren’t supposed to show up naked!”
“When did I agree to that rule? I thought it would help you look genuinely surprised...and aroused.”
“I...well..”
“You love me naked.”
*moaning from Soo Ae’s bedroom*
“God, come here, Chunnie, if they’re gonna do it all night, so are we.”
Hehe...okay. That's it for awhile...must now focus on finals...so much work... I considered writing some smut...but I just stared at the page and it wouldn't come...so who knows if I'll ever get the guts up to do it. Ah well. <3 COMMENTS PLEASE!!! They make me want to write more. :)
Pg-15 for swearing, nakedness, and rather blunt references to sex and foreplay...
Junsu held onto Yoochun’s hand tightly. He wasn’t exactly sure what Yoochun had been talking to Jaejoong about for the past few days, and it had been nerve-wracking. Junsu hoped desperately that Yoochun hadn’t stopped liking him...because that would be unbearable, unthinkable.
Unconsciously he pulled his friend towards the river and a bench where they had gone the day after Yoochun had dragged him into the deserted classroom.
They sat in silence for awhile, heads resting against one another, fingers still wrapped around fingers, studiously ignoring the grumblings in their stomachs.
“Chunnie,” Junsu whispered after they had watched the moon rise a good few feet, “Chunnie, what’s wrong?”
Yoochun squeezed his hand tightly but said nothing, making Junsu want to cry.
“Please talk to me. You’ve been talking to Jaejoong more than me and it isn’t supposed to be like that, Yoochun. I want to...I want to help you, I want to heal you, to make whatever it is better.”
Junsu turned slightly and made Yoochun look him in the eye. “You’re not dying are you?”
A sigh of relief escaped his lips when Yoochun chuckled quietly. “I’m quite well, thank you.”
“Not completely well,” Junsu whispered quietly and it wasn’t a question.
After a moment, Yoochun replied, “No, not completely.”
“Am I causing this...whatever it is?”
Junsu decided that he hated it when Yoochun was silent. “Was it something I said? Or that I did? Am I being stupid by not knowing what it is, Yoochun? You.. you still like me, right?”
He was ready to beg, to plead, to promise whatever he had to so that Yoochun wouldn’t leave him. Because half his life was the man in front of him. He loved everything about him, even the things he hated.
Junsu felt his heart seize up when Yoochun pulled away from him, but then he relaxed when arms wrapped around him. Okay. Hugs were good.
“I still like you,” Yoochun confirmed.
“If that’s the case, then you should be able to tell me anything. There can’t be anything worse than you dying or not liking me anymore so lay it on me. I can totally take it.”
Yoochun chuckled and Junsu began to breathe correctly again.
“I...I’m afraid of liking you too much.”
“...you’re what?”
“I’m in love with you,” Yoochun whispered and Junsu was sure he had just heard two very different sentences
“Which one is it?” he asked, “Do you love me or are you afraid of loving me?”
“Why did you ask for clarification when you heard me the first time? Come on, Junsu, help me out here, I don’t say things like this often.”
Now Junsu laughed. “Which one?” He pressed.
“Both. I love you to death and it scares me shitless.”
Junsu decided that it was about time he kissed Yoochun breathless.
Yoochun didn’t respond as first but then Junsu felt hands sliding up his back and into his hair before Yoochun gasped in an oddly familiar way, “T-talk.”
“When have we ever accomplished anything by talking? I love you too, ass. Don’t be scared, not of me, or us.”
“Junsu...”
Junsu buried his face into his friend’s shoulder knowing well that he was crying...that they were both crying. “You’ve been ignoring me,” Junsu whispered, “Don’t ignore me, please don’t. It hurts so much.”
“Okay.”
Junsu pulled away and they laughed a little as they both tried to wipe away each other’s tears at the same time.
“My room or yours?”
Any sort of romantic reply was lost on Junsu’s tongue when his stomach rumbled and they laughed at the horrible timing.
“Maybe we should go back to Yunho’s and bother Jaejoong for doing such a clumsy job of getting us to talk. I’m sure they didn’t eat all that food.”
Yoochun paled. “Let’s not. I have food in my room, let’s go back there,” he murmured softly, clinging to Junsu’s hands like they were gold, “Please?”
Something squished in Junsu’s insides as he saw the look on Yoochun face and it made him blush. He nodded.
Yoochun pulled Junsu up and they started to walk leisurely back towards campus.
“I’m sorry for being so stupid about this,” Yoochun whispered, “Jaejoong was right, I should have just told you.”
“I really hate to admit it, but Jaejoong is usually right.”
Yoochun laughed and slid an arm around Junsu shoulders, pulling him closer. Junsu couldn’t help but snuggle into the warmth the action created.
“Changmin, however, I fully intend to harass.”
Junsu felt a devious giggle press into his hair and he grinned.
Changmin was desperately searching Soo Ae’s cabinets for more cough medicine but since seeing as she had just come back from Japan, everything in her apartment was bare. Changmin cursed Jaejoong and his stupid plans (in several languages) for dragging him away from his Soo Ae.
He abandoned his search when he heard Soo Ae calling for him. he found her trying to get out of bed, wobbling on her her feet. “Yah! Wait, don’t...what are you doing?”
Changmin caught her just as she took a particularly unsteady step.
“I want to take a bath.”
“You can’t even stand properly, you’ll drown.”
“Don’t be silly, you’ll be with me.”
Changmin sighed, stroking Soo Ae’s hair, “I will, will I?”
He knew he was going to give in even before she squeezed him tightly and murmured an affirmative syllable which sounded like “ahmmm.”
“Fine, but I’m not going in with you,” he cradled her and listened to her attempt to sing him a love song she’d heard on the radio as he made his way into the bathroom.
“Can’t ‘member all th’lyrics,” Soo Ae slurred, mind slightly blurred from sickness and medication, “All I ‘member is I love you~ I loooooove youu~ you, you, you...”
“It’s a beautiful song,” Changmin assured her as he sat her down on the toilet seat so he could start filling the tub with water (and extra bubble bath.) “Shirt first.”
“You’re stud’iously not looking a m’body,” Soo Ae chided carefuly as Changmin gently pulled away the layers of clothing from her skin. “You said you love to look at me. Looove you, Loove you...”
“I’m not looking at you for the same reason I’m not climbing into the tub with you. It would be terrible of me to ravish you when you’re in this state.”
“Such a gentleman,” Soo Ae kissed Changmin’s cheek.
“Just get in so my control doesn’t slip,” Changmin lowered her slowly into the water and then kissed her shoulder as she relaxed against the tub’s.”
“Loooove you~,” Soo Ae sang softly, “Loove...ooh. Bubbles!”
“Just for you.”
“Soo Ae blew into the froth that was a good four or five inches thick and wrinkled her nose when some of the soapy suds flew back into her face. “Pfah.”
Changmin smakced her affectionately on the top of her head before he wiped the soap away. “That’s what you get. Seriously, you’re like a five year old.”
Soo Ae pouted. “Wash me.”
“Slave driver,” Changmin was already reaching for her body wash.
“You love~ it. Loooooveeee, looove love it.”
“I love you.”
“Cheesy,” Soo Ae muttered, but she began to sing again as Changmin rubbed her shoulders.
“I’m going to break my promise to myself if you continue to be so adorable.”
Soo Ae smiled as she played with the bubbles and sung her “I love you’s” over and over.
“Soo Ae,” Changmin slid a hand down her body, disappearing into the mass of bubbles and warm water.
“Minnie-ah,” Soo Ae murmured, “your suppos’d to be gent’manly right now not...not...”
Changmin had slid his hands further down her body, swirling the water around her soft skin, pale from illness. “Not what?” He whispered.
“Min.” Changmin kissed her neck as he slid his other hand into the water, no longer caring that the bubbles were sloshing onto his shirt. “Now do you want t’join me? Love? Looooover spectac’lar of mine?”
Changmin had already pulled off his shirt before the bell to the apartment buzzed and he cursed loudly. “Don’t slide underneath the water, I’ll be right back.”
“I wouldn’t move if you paid me.”
Changmin leaned down to kiss the blush in her cheeks that his wandering hands had caused. The bell sounded again and he reluctantly pulled his shirt back on and walked to the door.
He peaked through the peephole and saw Junsu standing at the door and looking like shit. Changmin damned his hyung to hell and back several times over and then opened the door.
“What. Do. You. Want?”
“Can I come in?”
“No.”
“Minnie, please. Yoochun’s really upset with me and I don’t know why and I don’t want to go back to Yunho’s cause god knows what he and Jaejoong are doing and this is closer than-”
“What exactly do you think I’m doing?”
Junsu narrowed his eyes. “You said Soo Ae was sick. You shouldn’t be doing anything, dongsaeng, except care for her. Now let me in, I’m cold, tired, and very sad.”
“This is Soo Ae’s home, you can’t just-”
“Soo Ae loves me. She won’t mind. Besides, I’m good with sick people.”
Changmin sighed. “Fine, but stay out of my way, I don’t need your help to care for my girlfriend.”
Junsu beamed and Changmin glowered as his friend plopped himself down on the couch, turning on the tv and flipping through the channels (most likely in search of a soccer game.)
“I’ll be in the bathroom, don’t bother me.” Changmin walked back to said room and making sure to lock the door behind him, he settled down next to the tub and caressed Soo Ae’s hair away form her face.
“Was that Junsu’s voice I heard?”
“Um...yeah. He sort of invaded.”
Soo Ae chuckled, her eyes closed, and Changmin swooped down to kiss her cheek. “Sorry,” he whispered.
“It’s fine. Wash my hair?”
Changmin tweaked her nose, repeating his earlier statement of, “slave driver,” and reached for he shampoo, loving how the smell mixed with her tropical body wash.
Soo Ae taught Changmin Japanese words while he massaged and rinsed, rolling their eyes every time they heard Junsu whoop from the living room.
Changmin lifted her out carefully, lovingly and they sat her on the edge of the tub while it drained, finding a fluffy towel to dry her body.
“So sleepy.”
Changmin kissed her knee cap in response as he dried her legs.
“So sweet,” she said as he kissed her other leg and he looked up at her to find a tear rolling down her cheek.
“Whoa. Hey, don’t do that, that makes me sad.”
He wrapped a towel around her securely, leaving her dirty clothes on the floor, and wiped at her face.
“Don’t z’rve you.”
“What?”
“I don’t deserve you,” Soo Ae said carefully, speaking around the sleepiness of her medication.
“Nonsense. I love you, this is how I treat people that I love. Let’s get you into pajamas and bed and then I will fully explain my utter and profuse love for you,” and he lifted her, fluffy towels and all, towards her bedroom.
“Wait, lemme say hi t’Su.”
Changmin snorted but dutifully carried her into the living room.
“Susu!”
Junsu turned and Changmin saw his friend’s brows raise in surprise. “SooSoo! You look...terrible...”
Soo Ae laughed, “I have the best doctor,” she said and Changmin felt her arms tighten around him. “Come hug me!”
Junsu stood up but Changmin frowned and held his struggling Soo Ae against his chest. “You’re going to get sicker if I don’t get you warm...and I need to pee. Say good night.”
Soo Ae pouted and Changmin thought he might just cave in on himself. “You made me plenty warm, Minnie dear, I want a hug.”
“You were making her warm, were you?” Junsu clicked his tongue, “She’s sick, Minnie, really...I’ll get her into bed, you go pee, I don’t trust you.”
Changmin spluttered but when he saw Soo Ae’s happy face at the thought of getting a SuHug, he set her on her feet. “She had better still have a towel on, hyung, when I walk in there.”
“I’m not a perve, unlike you.”
“That is entirely debatable.”
Changmin grumbled, entered the bathroom (again) and ended up dumping Soo Ae’s dirty clothes in a hamper before he left (again.)
Soo Ae was sitting against her pillows, her towel draped across her, grinning widely.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
“I’m happy. I have the best boyfriend in the world who has the best friends.”
Changmin grumbled under his breath as he went in search of pajamas. He pouted as he sat next to Soo Ae and slid her underthings onto her body.
“What’re you pouting about?”
“I would much rather be pulling these off of you rather than putting them on you.”
Soo Ae’s laugh was muffled underneath the overly large shirt Changmin was slipping over her head. “When did I ever say you had to put them on me?”
Changmin sighed, pulling out her damp hair from the head hole and resigned himself to kissing her forehead; he had really wanted to kiss something else (all night,) it had been driving him crazy.
“I know you didn’t. But Junsu is here...it’s weird...”
Soo Ae chuckled. “Come here and kiss me, silly boy of mine.”
Before Changmin could comply, the bell buzzed again. “You have to fucking kidding me.”
Soo Ae giggled. “Go answer it. I’ll be right here when you get back.”
Swearing under his breath, (Changmin was sure his bad mouth was Yoochun’s fault; he hadn’t sworn nearly as much as he did now that Yoochun hung around,) he peeped outside and almost had a heart attack.
“Yoochun! Why are you...why are you standing outside naked? And how did you know where this apartment was? Why are you naked?”
“I called Jaejoong, he gave me directions and told me to show up naked. Is Junsu here? I really need to talk to him.”
“Chunnie?” Changmin gulped and glanced behind him. Junsu stood there, eyes round. “Why...you...you’re naked!”
“Yes. And I’m freezing, can I please come inside. Can we talk, Junsu, please?”
Changmin was grinding his teeth. “Do you two have to do your talking HERE? Seriously, you were supposed to talk at Yunho’s, not in my sick girlfriend’s apartment.”
“You are ready to jump said sick girlfriend, so don’t start lecturing us.”
Changmin watched in horror as Junsu let his gaze roam over Yoochun’s body. He knew that look, he looked at Soo Ae like that occasionally, and it always led to long nights.
“Let him in.”
“No.”
“Shim Changmin move your damn ass and go coddle your girlfriend, right now.”
Before he even realized that he was doing it, Changmin was walking back to Soo Ae’s room.
“Who was it?” Soo Ae asked curiously.
“Yoochun,” Changmin mumbled and laid down on the bed, burying his head into a pillow. He had a throbbing headache.
“I want to meet him.”
“Not right now you aren’t. He’s ass naked.”
Soo Ae laughed and Changmin sighed pleasurably as she ran fingers through his hair. Neither of them moved for a long while and then Changmin started when he heard the shower start.
“You have to be kidding me.”
“It’s fine,” Soo Ae said, “Don’t worry.”
“It’s not fine, this...this was supposed to be for us, this...” Changmin trailed off and felt his blood pressure build as he heard a moan from the bathroom. “I’m going to murder them.”
He made as if to stand but Soo Ae wrapped her arms around his middle and held him steady. Another moan sounded and Changmin almost bit his tongue off. “Soo Ae, let me go, I’m going to kick them out.”
“Minnie.”
Changmin turned around and gaped at Soo Ae who was grinning madly. “Who are you and what have you done with my Soo Ae? She would be really mad right now and you’re...smiling.”
“You deserve this, you were mean to them earlier.”
“Wh-what?” Changmin stared at her, “Are you...what the hell?”
Soo Ae pulled him closer, sliding hands down his body like he had done to her earlier, making him inhale sharply as another faint gasp was heard from the bathroom.
“You were mean to them. They’re getting back at you.”
“They...they set this up?” Changmin’s eyes fell shut as he tried to think past Soo Ae’s hands on his body.
“Yes,” Soo Ae’s voice was angelic in his ear, “Junsu made sure it was okay with me when you in the bathroom. And I said yes, because you were really mean and you deserve to be punished.”
“I can’t believe you said yes,” Changmin’s hands were doing things of their own accord, finding her clothing and pulling gently at the pieces, wishing desperately he could undo what he had done.
“Well...I figured, with the two of them occupied, we could makes some noises of our own...”
“You’re...ill...” Changmin was already lifting her shirt off.
“I’m yours tonight, Minnie dearest,” Soo Ae fell back against the pillows and Changmin swallowed. ‘You did say you wanted to take them off...”
Another moan from the bathroom was all it took and Changmin was soon kissing all the parts of Soo Ae’s body he had been staring at all night long. The I love you’s that he elicited from her were sweeter than any song she could have sung him.
Omake:
“You’re naked...you weren’t supposed to show up naked!”
“When did I agree to that rule? I thought it would help you look genuinely surprised...and aroused.”
“I...well..”
“You love me naked.”
*moaning from Soo Ae’s bedroom*
“God, come here, Chunnie, if they’re gonna do it all night, so are we.”
Hehe...okay. That's it for awhile...must now focus on finals...so much work... I considered writing some smut...but I just stared at the page and it wouldn't come...so who knows if I'll ever get the guts up to do it. Ah well. <3 COMMENTS PLEASE!!! They make me want to write more. :)
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