We Can Burn Brighter
Title: We Can Burn Brighter
Pairing: Changmin/Sooyoung
Rating: PG, R for Language
Genre: Crack, Implied Smut
"Your breasts are a lot smaller than what they seem to be."
"They're still larger than your dick though..."
Sooyoung twirls strands of her hair with her finger and smirks at his direction.
"You should be concerned if they aren't." Changmin drops the statement so casually that she lets out a girlish giggle and punches his arm playfully.
It's quite funny, she thinks, how they can casually throw each other snide remarks as if the past hour wasn't spend on them humping each other - the evidence of which were her teeth marks imprinted on his shoulder, her sweat-moistened hair sticking against her skin, and the deranged bed sheets where her bent legs create what might be a cross between a fly tent and a triangular prism. She sits with half her body leaning on the headboard, the cream-colored sheets covering her chest. Changmin is lying on his side facing her, a couple of pillows provide a prop to keep his upper back elevated as he listens to her.
"That's a good one, Min."
She goes back clapping her knees together.
"Stop doing that." Changmin reprimands her halfheartedly. The girl has been clapping her knees together for the last ten minutes and his hands are tired from keeping those long limbs of hers away from each other.
He thinks it isn't the most ideal after-sex situation; but it is better than being awkward - for awkward is the last thing that he wants to happen between them.
For Shim Changmin, sex isn't new; but it isn't everyday that your hot label mate, whom you just got close with recently, would randomly blurt out "hey, let's have sex?" in the flattest tone you'd ever hear a horny female say in the middle of a Wii bout. Changmin snorted at the offer and thought it as one of her tactics to save her losing face and it wasn't when she threw the controller aside and started taking off her clothes did he realize that, well, she's serious.
"So, you're marrying Siwon?" He continues where their last sane conversation ended.
"Yeah. In the future."
"So you just did it with him so you'd be assured that you'll have someone take you to the altar, is that it?"
"Uh... Yeah... Sorta." She takes the remote control sitting on the bedside table and used it to turn the television on. "What channel is the Food Network again?"
Changmin blinks disbelievingly. "Channel 32. How many times did you do it?"
"Once. He doesn't want to do it again. There's no Channel 32 here, dingbat." She throws the remote control at his direction and sinks deeper into the covers.
"Yunho-hyung must have forgotten to include it in the subscription list." He shifts in his position. "Siwon-hyung... How did you even manage to make him have-"
"I got him drunk." She answers the unfinished question smugly.
"God, woman you are crazy!"
"I'm not and you don't have a God. You're Buddhist."
Changmin had always been confused between wanting someone who would always surprise him and someone who could easily make him laugh. It doesn't hit him that the two aren't exactly mutually exclusive until he takes a second look at the long-legged woman beside him and realizes that, she has always been in close proximity all his life.
"But why Siwon?" He asks after his laughter subsides. "Of all the guys in our company?"
"He's the most 'Christian' of the bunch, or so he says, and he can kiss his spic-and-span reputation goodbye once he turns away from his 'mistake'."
"Looks like you didn't plan this well." He intends to make it sound sarcastic but fails miserably at his next statement. "So, what does that make me?"
"Excuse me?"
"What does that make me? He's a Christian and I am, y'know, like what we, like what you, like uh, what we did just a while ag-"
"A Buddhist." She giggles at his incoherence. "A Buddhist fuck buddy."
"What a pretty, dirty mouth you have."
"I'm giving you a straight answer."
Sooyoung's attention transfers to the television set as squeaks of a cartoon hamster coming from the next channel after the non-Food-Network-Channel-32 resonate inside the room.
"Oh look, it's Hamtaro."
"You know..." Changmin starts in a low voice. "If you go on playing games like this, you'd be addicted." He scoots closer to her with a mischievous smirk on his face.
"Not really."
"Sure?" His hands disappear beneath the covers. "Wanna bet?"
Sooyoung feels the full force of the warmth of his hands as they glide against her thighs. She rolls her eyes when his hands retreat back to its former place.
"Just fucking tell me if you want another round."
In seconds, Hamtaro shuts up as Changmin turns off the TV with the remote. Sooyoung only had time to blink before he rolls over and had her face in his huge hands.
"I like this side of you, Sooyoung." He breathes over her open mouth. "But I still say your breasts are smaller than what they seem to be."
"Fuck you."
"Anytime."
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A/N: This is for mekimigure and flow19. HAHAHAHA I was about to sleep when this crossed my mind and idk, I have to write it. I guess this is the product of listening to Fun.'s We Are Young on constant loop. HAHAHA Advance happy birthday, Bella BB and Meki, thanks for always reading even my dumbest shots. I love you so much! ♥