Starship Lovebot ♥ Chapter 6
“Yo, let us in,” the annoying one drawled through the security cameras, making Jaejoong’s head spin even more.
He had just been rejected. Rejected!
He almost couldn’t believe it. Men and women pawed at him everywhere he went, even Yunho had tried to strip him down for a peek, but he refused an offer of free, mind blowing sex? It was unfathomable.
Well, he had to admit that Yunho didn’t know he was missing out on mind blowing sex, that and Jaejoong wasn’t even sure he could deliver mind blowing sex, but whatever, that wasn’t the point. Captain Jung Yunho was a fool and half, that was the point.
And Jaejoong was practically heartbroken over it.
Jaejoong elongated his back, standing up straighter when Yoochun and Junsu entered so he wouldn’t look beat down. Robots weren’t supposed to look beat down anyway, he had an image to uphold even though he wanted to put his face in his hands and run from the room, whimpering like a little girl.
He vaguely heard Yoochun and Yunho discuss sleeping arrangements and having to question the idiots who had attacked him, but the words might as well have been in a language Jaejoong didn’t know (and he knew fourteen) because he couldn’t focus long enough to follow the conversation. His mind was replaying Yunho’s warm hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and their kiss, sweet and gentle and freakishly arousing.
The door sliding shut and the security lock enabled blaring from the computer’s electronic voice caught his attention.
And then Junsu farted. “Ahhh, I was holding that in for the last twenty minutes.”
“Thanks for sharing,” Jaejoong said, realizing that Yunho and Yoochun had left and locked them inside. “Where did they go?”
Junsu approached him, his face bobbing around in front of Jaejoong’s as if checking for signs of life. “You seem out of it still. You should sit down.”
“I’m fine.” Jaejoong brushed him off.
“Are you sure, because you look-“
“He rejected me.” There, he’d said it out loud so he could embarrass himself even more. Thank god for vocal chords, sharing embarrassing situations in every corner of the universe.
Junsu recoiled as if he were surprised. “Whoa! What happened? Did you come on to him?”
“He came on to me.” It wasn’t a total lie, the captain had undressed him. “He tried to get a peek under my jumpsuit while I was resting, I caught him and we kissed.”
“Okay, so that sounds like the opposite of rejection. Correct me if I’m wrong, but last time I checked, pervy peeking and kissing are good if you want to get laid,” Junsu said.
Sighing, Jaejoong let his head fall back against his shoulders, slouching in self pity. “After all that, I told him that I’d be the top when we had sex tonight and he said let’s not have sex tonight, okay?”
Junsu started laughing. “That’s not rejection, that’s probably him saying that he’s not a bottom. Hmmm, you’ll just have to find a way to convince him to lie down and spread his legs since you can’t. He’ll need plenty of lube if he’s never taken it up the ass before.”
“Do you always have to be so raunchy?” Jaejoong asked, feeling a bit better from Junsu’s explanation. If anyone knew the ins and outs of flirting and sex, it was Junsu.
Jaejoong was expecting another fit of laughter or a witty comeback from his friend, but instead, Junsu sobered up, his eyes growing wide as he started to unzip his jumpsuit while approaching Jaejoong.
“Hey, wait! I’m not sleeping with you!” Jaejoong held his hands up defensively as he was backed into a corner.
The zipper stopped about halfway down Junsu’s chest before he ripped one side back. “Look at what that spaz did to me!” He pointed at the dark circle on his chest.
Reaching out to touch the mark, Jaejoong’s lips pursed in worry. “Junsu, this is bad. How long do these things take to heal?”
“They start fading within a week, but they can linger for awhile. Changmin said he’d get me so Human Growth Accelerant to speed up the healing process, but if his stupid need to mark his territory ruins our whole mission…” Junsu punched his fist into his hand.
Jaejoong stared to panic. “I don’t understand, they prepared us for every possible problem, but in the half a day we’ve been on this ship, things have gotten way out of control. Changmin recognized you then gave you a hickey, I was drugged and had to make up a bunch of lies to explain why I was even able to be drugged. What if someone recognizes one of us when we get to our destination? Or what if we’re drugged or injured, we’ll bleed and then they’ll know we’re not robots!”
Junsu grabbed Jaejoong’s shoulders and shook him. “Relax, everything is okay. Remember, they told us that if anything goes wrong, we are to admit that we are black market human clones, not robots, so we have a plausible explanation if something unexpected happens once we’re undercover.”
“Human clones, right,” Jaejoong said, taking a deep breath to center himself. “Human clones are just as popular as lovebots because they are illegal and hard to come by.”
“Exactly, so see, everything will be fine once we get off this crazy ship,” Junsu said. “But since we have a few weeks to kill, let’s come up with a plan on how to get into the captain’s pants, okay?”
Jaejoong had a feeling that Captain Jung Yunho wouldn’t know what hit him once Junsu’s homoerotic mind came up with a plan.
~*~
Yoochun followed Yunho around the ship as they did their nightly routine of double checking all the vital systems and touching base with the crew. Eeteuk was back in his room, nursing a bruised ego while Donghae and Siwon were grumbling in the brig. Donghae had shown his distaste for the lovebots when Yunho questioned him, claiming he was just showing that prissy bot who was in charge.
Siwon on the other hand had remained quiet throughout the conversation, making Yoochun wonder if he was hiding something. Donghae had been the one trying to stick his dick in Jaejoong’s mouth, Siwon had simply held the bot in place, so Yoochun was surprised that Siwon wasn’t making more of a fuss to be released. Regardless, they would both be held in the brig overnight, but they would have to return to their duties (with limitations) in the morning.
After turning the bridge over for the night to the third in command, the somber yet dependable Yesung, they headed to the hull to check how the repairs were coming along. It wasn’t until they got there that and saw the repairs unfinished that Yoochun realized his mistake.
“Where the hell is Changmin?” Yunho was staring at the damaged wall panels.
Yoochun laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. “Well, see…after the whole fiasco with moving the bots to your quarters I may have jokingly locked him in my bunk, you know, to be funny and then I guess I forgot,” he said, taking a step back when he saw Yunho’s eyes harden.
He could understand his frustration. They had been making rounds for nearly three hours, which meant Changmin had been locked up for three hours doing nothing but probably fiddling with his wiener when he should have been repairing the damage from the earlier attack. Now not only did Yoochun regret locking him in his bunk and forgetting, he regretted not setting the camera in his bunk to record in case Changmin did whip out his penis. Changmin touching himself would be ahhhhh-
“Are you drooling?” Yunho’s firm voice startled him.
He snapped his jaw shut and wiped his lips, there was a little drool, yes, but not much. “I was just-“
“Just go get let him out, okay?” Yunho sighed. He sounded exasperated and worn down. “And get some sleep, I’ll send Junsu to you when I finish up here, but no sex with the robot. I mean it.”
“Junsu? I thought you were bunking with me, but hey, I’m more than happy to shack up with bubble butt if you want,” Yoochun said.
“Oh, I didn’t tell you?” Yunho cleared his throat, a habit he had when he was nervous, or angry, or frustrated, or bored or…well, now that Yoochun thought about it, Yunho cleared his throat all the time. “I thought about it and think it’s smarter if we each pair up with one of them, you know, to better protect them. The Jaejoong bot will be staying with me and you will be in charge of protecting, not sexing up, the Junsu bot.”
“Jaejoong’s a looker. I bet he’s programmed to be nastier than a SHINeean whore in heat even though he’s the hottest virgin I’ve ever seen.” Yoochun couldn’t help himself. He whistled just thinking about how hot that bot would eventually be in the sack.
“Yoochun-“
“What if he accidentally grabs your junk while he’s sleeping? At the very least you could get a robot hand job and no one would have to know.” Yoochun winked, hoping to convince Yunho that sex with the lovebot was good while being a stuffy wet blanket was bad.
Yunho looked like he was ready to snap like an undersexed twig. “No sex with the lovebots. Do you hear me?”
“I bet his mouth is hot and wet.” Yoochun pushed harder.
“No-“
“And maybe,”
“sex-“
“his ass,”
“with-“
“vibrates,”
“the-“
“around your cock.”
Yunho paused. “You think his ass vibrates? Wouldn’t his cock vibrate? That would make more sense.”
“Why would that make more sense?” Yoochun asked, confused, but happy that Yunho was finally participating in the conversation.
“Because he’s a top. So wouldn’t it be better if his cock vibrated?” Yunho was staring at him all matter of fact.
Thinking for a moment about where Yunho was getting his logic from, Yoochun spoke slowly so his obscenely dense friend would understand. “He’s not a top, Yunho, he’s a bottom. So it would be better if his ass vibrated.”
“I’m pretty sure he’s a top,” Yunho said.
“Why do you think he’s a top? He’s obviously a bottom.” Yoochun didn’t understand how Yunho could even think that hottie was a top. That bot’s ass was begging to be fucked.
Yunho shifted nervously. “He told me.”
Ooh, la la, now things were getting really interesting. “Oh? And how did that come up?”
“Um…” Yunho pretended to cough, holding his closed hand over his mouth. “You really think he’s a bottom?” he asked sheepishly.
Yoochun smirked, he hadn’t expected Yunho to succumb to Jaejoong’s beauty so quickly, but it seemed his friend was unraveling fast. And if Yunho got laid soon then a happy captain meant a happy romp for him in the virtual hay with the best bot butt in the universe. “Yunho, trust me, that lovebot is a bottom. You like him, don’t you?”
“What? No…” Yunho looked away.
“It’s okay if you do,” Yoochun said. He couldn’t wait to tell Changmin how Yunho was warming up to the idea. Their plan might succeed much earlier than expected.
“You can’t like a robot,” Yunho said.
Yoochun shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not, but you can definitely lust after one, especially one as hot as Jaejoong.”
“I don’t know how we got on this topic, but we still have work to do. Go release Changmin from your room so he can finish the repairs and I’ll go get Junsu and bring him to your room,” Yunho said.
Yoochun sighed, stuffy, wet blanket Yunho was back. Oh well, having fun, horny Yunho for a few minutes was better than nothing, right?
~*~
Changmin was lying on his side, reading one of Yoochun’s electronic books when he heard the door unlock. “About fucking time,” he muttered as Yoochun sauntered in, looking tired, but still deliciously fuckable.
“Miss me?” Yoochun said as the door slid shut behind him.
“If you count thinking of ways to punish you for locking me in here for three hours as missing you, then sure, I missed you so much that my imaginary hand is raw from spanking your sorry ass,” Changmin said, thinking of all the naughty expansion packs on that lovebot he’d researched.
Yoochun approached him and just as Changmin was about to sit up on the bed, he found himself pinned underneath his friend, their eyes meeting, their faces only centimeters apart.
“I’m supposed to let out so you can finish repairs, but a spanking sounds much more exciting.” Yoochun’s voice was so husky that Changmin felt an erection coming on.
“You’d defy Captain’s orders so I can turn your ass red? Hmmm, sounds like you’ve developed a case of space fever.” Changmin tried to match Yoochun’s husky tone, hoping he sounded sexy and not like a dorky wannabe sexpot. If this was really happening, if Yoochun was really coming onto him, he didn’t want to kill the opportunity by being nerdy.
“There’s a cure for space fever you know,” Yoochun whispered, his face growing even closer.
Changmin started to close his eyes, anticipating a kiss. “What’s that?” he asked, parting his lips. He could feel Yoochun’s breath on his skin.
“A good”-this was it-“hard”-they were finally going to kiss-“fuck.” Yoochun was so close.
Yes, yes! All of Changmin’s wet dreams were about to come true.
But then there was nothing. Opening his eyes, Changmin discovered that Yoochun was grinning down at him.
“So hurry up and get out of here so I can make Junsu feel welcome. He’s staying with me tonight, Captain’s orders,” Yoochun said and Changmin paled.
The body weight lifted off him as Yoochun moved off the bed, chuckling, probably because he thought he was going to get a chance to tap Junsu’s ass before Changmin did, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that Changmin felt stupid.
Sitting up slowly, Changmin made every effort to avoid Yoochun’s eyes, he was so embarrassed for being gullible and falling for the teasing. He should have known better, Yoochun was all talk, but he never put out. It was just a game to him.
“You look disappointed,” Yoochun said. “Don’t worry, you’ll see some action too, after all, you’ll be sucking my cock tomorrow after I win the bet.” He laughed some more, obviously pleased with himself.
Changmin stood up and put his back to him, unable to show his face. “Yeah, well, I better get to work, right?” he said, mad at himself for sounding pathetic.
Yoochun’s chuckling continued, probably gloating over his alleged victory, but little did he know that Junsu wouldn’t be putting out. But regardless, that didn’t make Changmin feel any better. He felt utterly and completely rejected and he just wanted to run away.
As soon as Yoochun unlocked the door, Changmin bolted, not even caring how silly he must have looked. “Stupid Yoochun,” he whispered, feeling hot tears in his eyes.
~*~
Yoochun leaned out of his room into the hallway, stunned by how fast Changmin had taken off. “Hey! I was just joking,” he called out after his friend, but he had a feeling it was too late. Something told him that he’d blown it with Changmin.
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a/n: Ah, sorry not so much YunJae in this chapter, but no worries, they will be sleeping next to each other in the next chapter, so get ready for that! And yes, Yoochun has some explaining to do ~ *pets Changmin*
He had just been rejected. Rejected!
He almost couldn’t believe it. Men and women pawed at him everywhere he went, even Yunho had tried to strip him down for a peek, but he refused an offer of free, mind blowing sex? It was unfathomable.
Well, he had to admit that Yunho didn’t know he was missing out on mind blowing sex, that and Jaejoong wasn’t even sure he could deliver mind blowing sex, but whatever, that wasn’t the point. Captain Jung Yunho was a fool and half, that was the point.
And Jaejoong was practically heartbroken over it.
Jaejoong elongated his back, standing up straighter when Yoochun and Junsu entered so he wouldn’t look beat down. Robots weren’t supposed to look beat down anyway, he had an image to uphold even though he wanted to put his face in his hands and run from the room, whimpering like a little girl.
He vaguely heard Yoochun and Yunho discuss sleeping arrangements and having to question the idiots who had attacked him, but the words might as well have been in a language Jaejoong didn’t know (and he knew fourteen) because he couldn’t focus long enough to follow the conversation. His mind was replaying Yunho’s warm hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat and their kiss, sweet and gentle and freakishly arousing.
The door sliding shut and the security lock enabled blaring from the computer’s electronic voice caught his attention.
And then Junsu farted. “Ahhh, I was holding that in for the last twenty minutes.”
“Thanks for sharing,” Jaejoong said, realizing that Yunho and Yoochun had left and locked them inside. “Where did they go?”
Junsu approached him, his face bobbing around in front of Jaejoong’s as if checking for signs of life. “You seem out of it still. You should sit down.”
“I’m fine.” Jaejoong brushed him off.
“Are you sure, because you look-“
“He rejected me.” There, he’d said it out loud so he could embarrass himself even more. Thank god for vocal chords, sharing embarrassing situations in every corner of the universe.
Junsu recoiled as if he were surprised. “Whoa! What happened? Did you come on to him?”
“He came on to me.” It wasn’t a total lie, the captain had undressed him. “He tried to get a peek under my jumpsuit while I was resting, I caught him and we kissed.”
“Okay, so that sounds like the opposite of rejection. Correct me if I’m wrong, but last time I checked, pervy peeking and kissing are good if you want to get laid,” Junsu said.
Sighing, Jaejoong let his head fall back against his shoulders, slouching in self pity. “After all that, I told him that I’d be the top when we had sex tonight and he said let’s not have sex tonight, okay?”
Junsu started laughing. “That’s not rejection, that’s probably him saying that he’s not a bottom. Hmmm, you’ll just have to find a way to convince him to lie down and spread his legs since you can’t. He’ll need plenty of lube if he’s never taken it up the ass before.”
“Do you always have to be so raunchy?” Jaejoong asked, feeling a bit better from Junsu’s explanation. If anyone knew the ins and outs of flirting and sex, it was Junsu.
Jaejoong was expecting another fit of laughter or a witty comeback from his friend, but instead, Junsu sobered up, his eyes growing wide as he started to unzip his jumpsuit while approaching Jaejoong.
“Hey, wait! I’m not sleeping with you!” Jaejoong held his hands up defensively as he was backed into a corner.
The zipper stopped about halfway down Junsu’s chest before he ripped one side back. “Look at what that spaz did to me!” He pointed at the dark circle on his chest.
Reaching out to touch the mark, Jaejoong’s lips pursed in worry. “Junsu, this is bad. How long do these things take to heal?”
“They start fading within a week, but they can linger for awhile. Changmin said he’d get me so Human Growth Accelerant to speed up the healing process, but if his stupid need to mark his territory ruins our whole mission…” Junsu punched his fist into his hand.
Jaejoong stared to panic. “I don’t understand, they prepared us for every possible problem, but in the half a day we’ve been on this ship, things have gotten way out of control. Changmin recognized you then gave you a hickey, I was drugged and had to make up a bunch of lies to explain why I was even able to be drugged. What if someone recognizes one of us when we get to our destination? Or what if we’re drugged or injured, we’ll bleed and then they’ll know we’re not robots!”
Junsu grabbed Jaejoong’s shoulders and shook him. “Relax, everything is okay. Remember, they told us that if anything goes wrong, we are to admit that we are black market human clones, not robots, so we have a plausible explanation if something unexpected happens once we’re undercover.”
“Human clones, right,” Jaejoong said, taking a deep breath to center himself. “Human clones are just as popular as lovebots because they are illegal and hard to come by.”
“Exactly, so see, everything will be fine once we get off this crazy ship,” Junsu said. “But since we have a few weeks to kill, let’s come up with a plan on how to get into the captain’s pants, okay?”
Jaejoong had a feeling that Captain Jung Yunho wouldn’t know what hit him once Junsu’s homoerotic mind came up with a plan.
~*~
Yoochun followed Yunho around the ship as they did their nightly routine of double checking all the vital systems and touching base with the crew. Eeteuk was back in his room, nursing a bruised ego while Donghae and Siwon were grumbling in the brig. Donghae had shown his distaste for the lovebots when Yunho questioned him, claiming he was just showing that prissy bot who was in charge.
Siwon on the other hand had remained quiet throughout the conversation, making Yoochun wonder if he was hiding something. Donghae had been the one trying to stick his dick in Jaejoong’s mouth, Siwon had simply held the bot in place, so Yoochun was surprised that Siwon wasn’t making more of a fuss to be released. Regardless, they would both be held in the brig overnight, but they would have to return to their duties (with limitations) in the morning.
After turning the bridge over for the night to the third in command, the somber yet dependable Yesung, they headed to the hull to check how the repairs were coming along. It wasn’t until they got there that and saw the repairs unfinished that Yoochun realized his mistake.
“Where the hell is Changmin?” Yunho was staring at the damaged wall panels.
Yoochun laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. “Well, see…after the whole fiasco with moving the bots to your quarters I may have jokingly locked him in my bunk, you know, to be funny and then I guess I forgot,” he said, taking a step back when he saw Yunho’s eyes harden.
He could understand his frustration. They had been making rounds for nearly three hours, which meant Changmin had been locked up for three hours doing nothing but probably fiddling with his wiener when he should have been repairing the damage from the earlier attack. Now not only did Yoochun regret locking him in his bunk and forgetting, he regretted not setting the camera in his bunk to record in case Changmin did whip out his penis. Changmin touching himself would be ahhhhh-
“Are you drooling?” Yunho’s firm voice startled him.
He snapped his jaw shut and wiped his lips, there was a little drool, yes, but not much. “I was just-“
“Just go get let him out, okay?” Yunho sighed. He sounded exasperated and worn down. “And get some sleep, I’ll send Junsu to you when I finish up here, but no sex with the robot. I mean it.”
“Junsu? I thought you were bunking with me, but hey, I’m more than happy to shack up with bubble butt if you want,” Yoochun said.
“Oh, I didn’t tell you?” Yunho cleared his throat, a habit he had when he was nervous, or angry, or frustrated, or bored or…well, now that Yoochun thought about it, Yunho cleared his throat all the time. “I thought about it and think it’s smarter if we each pair up with one of them, you know, to better protect them. The Jaejoong bot will be staying with me and you will be in charge of protecting, not sexing up, the Junsu bot.”
“Jaejoong’s a looker. I bet he’s programmed to be nastier than a SHINeean whore in heat even though he’s the hottest virgin I’ve ever seen.” Yoochun couldn’t help himself. He whistled just thinking about how hot that bot would eventually be in the sack.
“Yoochun-“
“What if he accidentally grabs your junk while he’s sleeping? At the very least you could get a robot hand job and no one would have to know.” Yoochun winked, hoping to convince Yunho that sex with the lovebot was good while being a stuffy wet blanket was bad.
Yunho looked like he was ready to snap like an undersexed twig. “No sex with the lovebots. Do you hear me?”
“I bet his mouth is hot and wet.” Yoochun pushed harder.
“No-“
“And maybe,”
“sex-“
“his ass,”
“with-“
“vibrates,”
“the-“
“around your cock.”
Yunho paused. “You think his ass vibrates? Wouldn’t his cock vibrate? That would make more sense.”
“Why would that make more sense?” Yoochun asked, confused, but happy that Yunho was finally participating in the conversation.
“Because he’s a top. So wouldn’t it be better if his cock vibrated?” Yunho was staring at him all matter of fact.
Thinking for a moment about where Yunho was getting his logic from, Yoochun spoke slowly so his obscenely dense friend would understand. “He’s not a top, Yunho, he’s a bottom. So it would be better if his ass vibrated.”
“I’m pretty sure he’s a top,” Yunho said.
“Why do you think he’s a top? He’s obviously a bottom.” Yoochun didn’t understand how Yunho could even think that hottie was a top. That bot’s ass was begging to be fucked.
Yunho shifted nervously. “He told me.”
Ooh, la la, now things were getting really interesting. “Oh? And how did that come up?”
“Um…” Yunho pretended to cough, holding his closed hand over his mouth. “You really think he’s a bottom?” he asked sheepishly.
Yoochun smirked, he hadn’t expected Yunho to succumb to Jaejoong’s beauty so quickly, but it seemed his friend was unraveling fast. And if Yunho got laid soon then a happy captain meant a happy romp for him in the virtual hay with the best bot butt in the universe. “Yunho, trust me, that lovebot is a bottom. You like him, don’t you?”
“What? No…” Yunho looked away.
“It’s okay if you do,” Yoochun said. He couldn’t wait to tell Changmin how Yunho was warming up to the idea. Their plan might succeed much earlier than expected.
“You can’t like a robot,” Yunho said.
Yoochun shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not, but you can definitely lust after one, especially one as hot as Jaejoong.”
“I don’t know how we got on this topic, but we still have work to do. Go release Changmin from your room so he can finish the repairs and I’ll go get Junsu and bring him to your room,” Yunho said.
Yoochun sighed, stuffy, wet blanket Yunho was back. Oh well, having fun, horny Yunho for a few minutes was better than nothing, right?
~*~
Changmin was lying on his side, reading one of Yoochun’s electronic books when he heard the door unlock. “About fucking time,” he muttered as Yoochun sauntered in, looking tired, but still deliciously fuckable.
“Miss me?” Yoochun said as the door slid shut behind him.
“If you count thinking of ways to punish you for locking me in here for three hours as missing you, then sure, I missed you so much that my imaginary hand is raw from spanking your sorry ass,” Changmin said, thinking of all the naughty expansion packs on that lovebot he’d researched.
Yoochun approached him and just as Changmin was about to sit up on the bed, he found himself pinned underneath his friend, their eyes meeting, their faces only centimeters apart.
“I’m supposed to let out so you can finish repairs, but a spanking sounds much more exciting.” Yoochun’s voice was so husky that Changmin felt an erection coming on.
“You’d defy Captain’s orders so I can turn your ass red? Hmmm, sounds like you’ve developed a case of space fever.” Changmin tried to match Yoochun’s husky tone, hoping he sounded sexy and not like a dorky wannabe sexpot. If this was really happening, if Yoochun was really coming onto him, he didn’t want to kill the opportunity by being nerdy.
“There’s a cure for space fever you know,” Yoochun whispered, his face growing even closer.
Changmin started to close his eyes, anticipating a kiss. “What’s that?” he asked, parting his lips. He could feel Yoochun’s breath on his skin.
“A good”-this was it-“hard”-they were finally going to kiss-“fuck.” Yoochun was so close.
Yes, yes! All of Changmin’s wet dreams were about to come true.
But then there was nothing. Opening his eyes, Changmin discovered that Yoochun was grinning down at him.
“So hurry up and get out of here so I can make Junsu feel welcome. He’s staying with me tonight, Captain’s orders,” Yoochun said and Changmin paled.
The body weight lifted off him as Yoochun moved off the bed, chuckling, probably because he thought he was going to get a chance to tap Junsu’s ass before Changmin did, but none of that mattered. All that mattered was that Changmin felt stupid.
Sitting up slowly, Changmin made every effort to avoid Yoochun’s eyes, he was so embarrassed for being gullible and falling for the teasing. He should have known better, Yoochun was all talk, but he never put out. It was just a game to him.
“You look disappointed,” Yoochun said. “Don’t worry, you’ll see some action too, after all, you’ll be sucking my cock tomorrow after I win the bet.” He laughed some more, obviously pleased with himself.
Changmin stood up and put his back to him, unable to show his face. “Yeah, well, I better get to work, right?” he said, mad at himself for sounding pathetic.
Yoochun’s chuckling continued, probably gloating over his alleged victory, but little did he know that Junsu wouldn’t be putting out. But regardless, that didn’t make Changmin feel any better. He felt utterly and completely rejected and he just wanted to run away.
As soon as Yoochun unlocked the door, Changmin bolted, not even caring how silly he must have looked. “Stupid Yoochun,” he whispered, feeling hot tears in his eyes.
~*~
Yoochun leaned out of his room into the hallway, stunned by how fast Changmin had taken off. “Hey! I was just joking,” he called out after his friend, but he had a feeling it was too late. Something told him that he’d blown it with Changmin.
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a/n: Ah, sorry not so much YunJae in this chapter, but no worries, they will be sleeping next to each other in the next chapter, so get ready for that! And yes, Yoochun has some explaining to do ~ *pets Changmin*