Porn Star - Chapter 4 Teaser :D
Heyyy guys. :DDD I said I'd start the next chapter of Porn Star today and I have. :D Here's the first part of the chapter as a teaser for you guys who have dong_bang friended. :D I'll try to get the entire chapter done in the next few days. :DDD
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He wakes suddenly to the sound of his phone buzzing wildly on his nightstand. Yoochun makes a displeased sound across the room (something between a grunt and a whine) and Changmin's hand flies out automatically, fumbling with his phone before his thumb nicks a button on the side and the device falls silent.
"Sorry," Changmin murmurs into the dark, rolling onto his back before he brings his phone to his face and checks the time. 8:23. Shit, I'm late.
"S'okay," Yoochun mumbles across the room before smooshing his face into his pillow.
It takes a few moments for Changmin's sluggish mind to remind him that his phone has no reason to be going off at 8:23 in the morning. He brings it to his face again and flips it open. The bright light from the display blinds him momentarily, making his eyes water before they focus properly on the words displayed. A text.
I've got some time Wednesday night. You wanna come over to my place?
Changmin stares at the words, at a complete and utter loss. Whose house? Wednesday night? When's that? Belatedly he drags his eyes up to the name of the sender. Jaejoong.
"Jaejoong," he reads softly aloud, his brain finally kicking into gear and connecting the text to the blond cocktease that left him with the Blue Balls From Hell last night. Motherfucker. He brings his other hand up and begins typing a response, not bothering to fight the smirk on his face.
"You're not leaving me for him tonight, are you?" Yoochun suddenly mumbles. His face is half-mashed into his pillow and Changmin can barely understand him.
"No, Wednesday night," he replies.
Wednesday night sounds fine. What do you want to do?
"Good." Yoochun shifts his head a bit, bringing his mouth out of his pillow so he can speak properly. "I wanted to do something together tonight, just the two of us. You've been blowing me off lately for your little porn star."
"Sorry," Changmin finds himself saying again, his voice carrying a distinct lack of remorse.
"Sure you are." Yoochun sounds like he's smiling. "How 'bout it? Some pizza, some beer, and I can get reacquainted with my favorite dongsaeng."
"I'm your only dongsaeng," Changmin corrects, setting his phone down on his stomach. He's never going to make Calculus at 9.
"Not true."
"The only one that puts up with you."
Yoochun snorts and Changmin knows he's won that fight when Yoochun suddenly switches topics. "So how'd your date go last night?"
"It went," Changmin responds at length, mind wandering as he mulls over his schedule. He won't make Calculus but if he gets going soon he'll be able to get to Anatomy at 10.
"Stop saying that." Yoochun lets out a bone-cracking yawn as he rolls onto his back. "S'not an answer."
"It's all the answer you get for now," Changmin murmurs, grabbing his phone when it buzzes to life once more on his stomach. He chuckles as he reads the message.
I'm bribing you with food and drinks and my 'company.' ♥
"He's sending you dirty texts again, isn't he."
"What?" Changmin blinks across the darkness of their dorm room. There's no way Yoochun can read what Jaejoong's sending him but even so he finds himself hiding the screen from his roommate's line of sight.
"I can practically hear you popping a boner from here."
Changmin rolls his eyes as he sits up, snapping his phone shut. "Shut up, you perv." He ignores Yoochun's snickering as he stumbles sleepily off for a shower to face the day.
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He wakes suddenly to the sound of his phone buzzing wildly on his nightstand. Yoochun makes a displeased sound across the room (something between a grunt and a whine) and Changmin's hand flies out automatically, fumbling with his phone before his thumb nicks a button on the side and the device falls silent.
"Sorry," Changmin murmurs into the dark, rolling onto his back before he brings his phone to his face and checks the time. 8:23. Shit, I'm late.
"S'okay," Yoochun mumbles across the room before smooshing his face into his pillow.
It takes a few moments for Changmin's sluggish mind to remind him that his phone has no reason to be going off at 8:23 in the morning. He brings it to his face again and flips it open. The bright light from the display blinds him momentarily, making his eyes water before they focus properly on the words displayed. A text.
I've got some time Wednesday night. You wanna come over to my place?
Changmin stares at the words, at a complete and utter loss. Whose house? Wednesday night? When's that? Belatedly he drags his eyes up to the name of the sender. Jaejoong.
"Jaejoong," he reads softly aloud, his brain finally kicking into gear and connecting the text to the blond cocktease that left him with the Blue Balls From Hell last night. Motherfucker. He brings his other hand up and begins typing a response, not bothering to fight the smirk on his face.
"You're not leaving me for him tonight, are you?" Yoochun suddenly mumbles. His face is half-mashed into his pillow and Changmin can barely understand him.
"No, Wednesday night," he replies.
Wednesday night sounds fine. What do you want to do?
"Good." Yoochun shifts his head a bit, bringing his mouth out of his pillow so he can speak properly. "I wanted to do something together tonight, just the two of us. You've been blowing me off lately for your little porn star."
"Sorry," Changmin finds himself saying again, his voice carrying a distinct lack of remorse.
"Sure you are." Yoochun sounds like he's smiling. "How 'bout it? Some pizza, some beer, and I can get reacquainted with my favorite dongsaeng."
"I'm your only dongsaeng," Changmin corrects, setting his phone down on his stomach. He's never going to make Calculus at 9.
"Not true."
"The only one that puts up with you."
Yoochun snorts and Changmin knows he's won that fight when Yoochun suddenly switches topics. "So how'd your date go last night?"
"It went," Changmin responds at length, mind wandering as he mulls over his schedule. He won't make Calculus but if he gets going soon he'll be able to get to Anatomy at 10.
"Stop saying that." Yoochun lets out a bone-cracking yawn as he rolls onto his back. "S'not an answer."
"It's all the answer you get for now," Changmin murmurs, grabbing his phone when it buzzes to life once more on his stomach. He chuckles as he reads the message.
I'm bribing you with food and drinks and my 'company.' ♥
"He's sending you dirty texts again, isn't he."
"What?" Changmin blinks across the darkness of their dorm room. There's no way Yoochun can read what Jaejoong's sending him but even so he finds himself hiding the screen from his roommate's line of sight.
"I can practically hear you popping a boner from here."
Changmin rolls his eyes as he sits up, snapping his phone shut. "Shut up, you perv." He ignores Yoochun's snickering as he stumbles sleepily off for a shower to face the day.
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