Non Sequitur
Title: Non Sequitur
Author: countingcr0ws
Pairing/ Characters: Yunjae
Rating: PG
Form: One-shot
Genre: AR, Slice-of-Life, Romance
Summary: Yunho and Jaejoong are people watching. Only that it's getting a little less of people watching, and erm, more of Yunho watching.
"Look at them. Look," Jaejoong stage whispers, beating the other's hands frantically as he points furtively at the couple across the street.
"Red dress, black stocking, with the retro glasses and striped hairband." He reports as if fearing that his finger hadn't been helpful enough in identifying their latest victims.
"Who even dresses like that on a holiday?" He face crumples as he frowns in disapproval. "I bet they have sex every single night back at their glittery hotel and that she-" he releases an obscene, high pitched moan into his ear, "very very loudly," he finishes with a leer.
Rolling his eyes as he pushes the other away unaffectedly, Yunho watches them walk closer as the woman suddenly stops in front of a shop display.
"Look how skinny the man is!" Jaejoong gasps as if he wasn't comparable at all. "I bet that his nipples are really dark," he begins to snigger as if enjoying his mental image.
Yunho shifts awkwardly as he glances at the man before looking back at the table. Lifting his coffee, he chews at his lips wordlessly before replacing the cup. Reaching to his front, he pulls at the neck of his shirt before peering into the article. Replacing his hands back onto the table, he begins to frown to himself, unaware of the other boy peering at him.
Shaking his head, he looks into his shirt once more as the other boy leans in. "Are we at the stage where I'm permitted a peep too?" Jaejoong whispers seriously, his face devoid of his trademark mirth.
Yunho almost chokes on his saliva, his eyes wide as he scrutinizes the other, his index finger still hooked at the neck of his shirt.
"I guess?" He replies unsurely, his eyebrows knotted in disbelief at the absurdity of the situation.
Their heads almost knock as Jaejoong leans in in a flash, crowding into the small opening of his neckline.
"Oh, it's adorable!" He coos fondly as his hands rise before palming the nubs through the cotton layer. "Jaejoong!" He yelps in shock as his groin tightens simultaneously.
"Oops, got carried away," Jaejoong withdraws as he apologizes, his expression that of genuine apology. "But they were really cute though, I swear," he promises as returns calmly to his seat, or as calmly as Jaejoong can be.
Nodding awkwardly as he fiddles with his drink once more, he wills his erection away pleadingly as the table goes quiet. Looking up at the sudden groan from the other, he looks up to see Jaejoong buried in his hands, his ears strangely red. The sight confuses him terribly.
"Are you okay?" He asks in concern as Jaejoong shakes his head fervently without emerging.
"Do you need something to drink? I mean, I only have coffee that's kinda the same as yours but it might help?" He offers hurriedly as he pushes his drink across the table. Falling silent as Jaejoong offers the same response as before, he chews on his lips as he waits for the other to be okay.
"Can I have another peek?" Jaejoong finally mumbles unintelligibly without removing his hands.
"Ah," he sputters at the unanticipated question. "I- erm. Erm, okay?" He finally manages, and his answer seems to do the trick as Jaejoong springs up from his pose, a faint dust of pink across his cheeks.
"I'll help myself then?" The other boy asks as he gets onto his feet before he begins to lean over. Yunho shrugs helplessly, oddly disarmed by the other's impeccable manners.
Looking away as his front is tugged forward, he feels his blood going south once more as the other's fragrant hair presses against his nose.
What an odd pair they'd look to outsiders, he thinks idly as he tries to distance himself from the event at hand. Maybe he could ask for a mutual exchange, he decides as he felt his nipples being massaged by the other once more.
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A/N: Yeah, I decided to cut the chase for the title. /smh. Wrote it on the train back from said castle, and the couple's real. /cough. Omg, my thoughts, omg. Anyway, there's a little lack of context because I kinda based it on a one shot I have in my head (what's a chaptered story, man) so it's kinda random, but I had to Yunjae-fy my thoughts and erm I apologize for the length. :(
For lindabelinda99 who spends time playing with me even though I'm so pathetically lame.
Author: countingcr0ws
Pairing/ Characters: Yunjae
Rating: PG
Form: One-shot
Genre: AR, Slice-of-Life, Romance
Summary: Yunho and Jaejoong are people watching. Only that it's getting a little less of people watching, and erm, more of Yunho watching.
"Look at them. Look," Jaejoong stage whispers, beating the other's hands frantically as he points furtively at the couple across the street.
"Red dress, black stocking, with the retro glasses and striped hairband." He reports as if fearing that his finger hadn't been helpful enough in identifying their latest victims.
"Who even dresses like that on a holiday?" He face crumples as he frowns in disapproval. "I bet they have sex every single night back at their glittery hotel and that she-" he releases an obscene, high pitched moan into his ear, "very very loudly," he finishes with a leer.
Rolling his eyes as he pushes the other away unaffectedly, Yunho watches them walk closer as the woman suddenly stops in front of a shop display.
"Look how skinny the man is!" Jaejoong gasps as if he wasn't comparable at all. "I bet that his nipples are really dark," he begins to snigger as if enjoying his mental image.
Yunho shifts awkwardly as he glances at the man before looking back at the table. Lifting his coffee, he chews at his lips wordlessly before replacing the cup. Reaching to his front, he pulls at the neck of his shirt before peering into the article. Replacing his hands back onto the table, he begins to frown to himself, unaware of the other boy peering at him.
Shaking his head, he looks into his shirt once more as the other boy leans in. "Are we at the stage where I'm permitted a peep too?" Jaejoong whispers seriously, his face devoid of his trademark mirth.
Yunho almost chokes on his saliva, his eyes wide as he scrutinizes the other, his index finger still hooked at the neck of his shirt.
"I guess?" He replies unsurely, his eyebrows knotted in disbelief at the absurdity of the situation.
Their heads almost knock as Jaejoong leans in in a flash, crowding into the small opening of his neckline.
"Oh, it's adorable!" He coos fondly as his hands rise before palming the nubs through the cotton layer. "Jaejoong!" He yelps in shock as his groin tightens simultaneously.
"Oops, got carried away," Jaejoong withdraws as he apologizes, his expression that of genuine apology. "But they were really cute though, I swear," he promises as returns calmly to his seat, or as calmly as Jaejoong can be.
Nodding awkwardly as he fiddles with his drink once more, he wills his erection away pleadingly as the table goes quiet. Looking up at the sudden groan from the other, he looks up to see Jaejoong buried in his hands, his ears strangely red. The sight confuses him terribly.
"Are you okay?" He asks in concern as Jaejoong shakes his head fervently without emerging.
"Do you need something to drink? I mean, I only have coffee that's kinda the same as yours but it might help?" He offers hurriedly as he pushes his drink across the table. Falling silent as Jaejoong offers the same response as before, he chews on his lips as he waits for the other to be okay.
"Can I have another peek?" Jaejoong finally mumbles unintelligibly without removing his hands.
"Ah," he sputters at the unanticipated question. "I- erm. Erm, okay?" He finally manages, and his answer seems to do the trick as Jaejoong springs up from his pose, a faint dust of pink across his cheeks.
"I'll help myself then?" The other boy asks as he gets onto his feet before he begins to lean over. Yunho shrugs helplessly, oddly disarmed by the other's impeccable manners.
Looking away as his front is tugged forward, he feels his blood going south once more as the other's fragrant hair presses against his nose.
What an odd pair they'd look to outsiders, he thinks idly as he tries to distance himself from the event at hand. Maybe he could ask for a mutual exchange, he decides as he felt his nipples being massaged by the other once more.
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A/N: Yeah, I decided to cut the chase for the title. /smh. Wrote it on the train back from said castle, and the couple's real. /cough. Omg, my thoughts, omg. Anyway, there's a little lack of context because I kinda based it on a one shot I have in my head (what's a chaptered story, man) so it's kinda random, but I had to Yunjae-fy my thoughts and erm I apologize for the length. :(
For lindabelinda99 who spends time playing with me even though I'm so pathetically lame.