Contest Entry 2: I wanna kiss you (oops, your brother’s looking)
Title: I wanna kiss you (oops, your brother’s looking)
Author: purplehaze_33
Word count: 1, 292
Concrit?: Yes. :)
Pairing: JaeSu
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jaejoong wants to spend much-needed time with his lover, only to have Junho nearly raining on his parade. He’s not jealous of his lover’s twin. Oh no, not at all.
Author's Notes: This is set during the time when Jaejoong, Junho, Junsu and Yoochun went to China (?) to endore that cream-or-something. XD
Challenge: Vulnerability
They’ve been given the tour like prospective university students. Employees dressed sharp, in black suits keep talking and going on and on about the bloody cream. Jaejoong’s smile gets pasted on his face and his eyes feel dangerously close to popping. The new contact lenses itch and annoy him like crazy, though, at the moment he’s too busy taking pictures with some CEO and a couple of other executives.
Junsu and Junho are huddled together, using each other as an excuse to keep irritating employees from approaching them, pretending to be engaged in serious conversation. Yoochun is in a corner, chatting up a female employee with striking features. Jaejoong’s eyes wander to the twins again and he fights to keep the small yet highly familiar pang of jealousy down.
Finally, after what seems like eternity, they are done with the tedious formalities and Jaejoong signs the papers with relish. Junsu’s fingers lightly brush against his as he takes the pen to sign his own set of papers. Junho looks at him, sizing him up and Jaejoong squirms under the uncomfortable scrutiny.
“I think that’s it,” The CEO mutters. “Thank you for taking an interest in-”
Jaejoong tunes him out, after two minutes, trying to fight the yawn attempting to escape its way out from his throat. He chances a glance at Junsu whose body is slightly swaying with fatigue and hands involuntarily reach out to steady him. Junho reaches out for him much faster and Jaejoong pulls away, trying to look cool and unaffected. It doesn’t sting. Not really.
Yoochun comes after ten minutes, looking slightly flushed, hands shoved in his pant pockets. Well, Jaejoong muses bitterly, somebody’s not going to be alone tonight.
---
“Guys, you go on up, I have a dinner party to attend,” Yoochun murmurs. The twins nod at the same time, identical expressions of fatigue on their faces. Jaejoong pats Yoonhun’s shoulder turning to leave before the other man grasps his wrist-
“Stop looking like a lost, little puppy,” Yoochun says, smirking when Jaejoong’s face flushes slightly in embarrassment. “They haven’t had any time together. You know how it is with him and Junho. Don’t act like someone-”
“This was supposed to be our holiday!” The older man hisses angrily. “I have no idea why you and Junho are even here or why we’re doing this-”
“Junho wanted to spend some time with Junsu,” Yoochun reminds him firmly. “I am here because I delight in making your life hell.”
“Now I’m off for my date,” Jaejoong rolls his eyes. “You keep Junsu and protective older brother company, okay?”
He runs off before Jaejoong punches him in the face from sheer frustration.
---
“So,” Junho murmurs, the minute Junsu wanders into the kitchen to make tea. “How long have you and Junsu-”
“Three years,” Jaejoong says quickly, edging to the corner of the couch. He has been waiting for this confrontation for a long time. No wonder Junho wanted to come with them. At this moment, he honestly wants to melt into a puddle of non-existent goo. Junho’s glare and clenched fists doesn’t make him feel very secure.
“How many people know about the two of you?” Junho manages to get out with gritted teeth.
“Oh,” Jaejoong exhales noisily, trying to calm down. The situation is one of near death. “Yunho, Changmin, Yoochun and now-you.”
Junho looks crestfallen and then it cracks up into a familiar smile. “Could have told me earlier, you ass,” he slaps Jaejoong’s shoulder. “Its not nice having your brother tell you he’s been going out with his band member during the flight. For three years, no less! So I feel obliged to give you the customary: you break his heart, I’ll break something of yours but-”
“I know my brother,” Junho grins wickedly. “He’s more than capable of whopping your ass anyway.”
With that, he leaves a hyperventilating Jaejoong on the couch, fuming over how easily he’s been duped.
---
“I hate you,” Jaejoong mumbles incoherently, nuzzling Junsu’s neck as the younger man leans back into his embrace. “No, I hate you and Junho, both of you are devils. I honestly thought I was gonna have to sleep alone tonight!”
Junsu turns around, patting his head like a little child. Jaejoong pouts and the younger man sighs, leaning in and pecking him quickly on the lips. “That’s hardly enough compensation!” Jaejoong protests childishly.
“I had to see you and Junho being all brotherly and close,” He whines. “Now as your wronged lover, I get no proper kiss? This whole thing reeks of injustice-”
Junsu sighs. “You are an attention whore,” he murmurs, arms winding around the older man’s neck, playing with his hair and massaging his nape gently. Jaejoong closes his eyes, enjoying the caressing and stroking, moaning softly in appreciation.
“I didn’t forget about you, Joongie,” Junsu murmurs soothingly. He rubs their lips together softly and at first, it’s sweet and tender. Then Jaejoong pulls their bodies flush against each other, knee wedging itself between Junsu’s thighs. The kiss turns fierce and passionate. Junsu pulls roughly on Jaejoong’s hair and the older responds by cupping Junsu’s rear, grinding his hips forward.
“I missed you,” Jaejoong pants when they pull apart gasping for breath.
“Missed you more,” Junsu whimpers. The older man places wet, hungry kisses along his jawline, sucking voraciously.
“I better not be sleeping alone tonight,” Jaejoong says in a low growl, fingers slipping under Junsu’s shirt, rubbing familiar sweet spots. He kisses Junsu again, roughly, swallowing his cries and moans. There is a sense of accomplishment when he pulls back to find his younger lover looking flushed in the face, eyes half-lidded in lust, grinding wantonly against him.
He tries not to cry. The tears come anyway. Junsu breaks out of his haze, concerned. He licks Jaejoong’s tears away, pressing tiny, moist kisses all over closed eyelids.
“Been going crazy,” The older man confesses hoarsely. “I-I wanted to-so many times-just call you and talk to you on the phone. At least, that would have been enough but-but that would have made you just as miserable. You’re much better at handling shit anyway. I-”
“I’m here now,” Junsu whispers softly. Jaejoong pushes him up to sit on the kitchen counter and buries his arms around the slender waist. He hides his face in the hollow of Junsu’s neck.
“I have different roles, Joongie,” Junsu sighs, threading his fingers through the older man’s soft hair. He stops for a minute and Jaejoong tenses so he continues the petting, smiling at his older lover’s silent demand for attention. “I am a lover, a brother, a son, a friend and even more. The same goes for you.”
“Know that, you idiot,” Jaejoong retorts. “I just missed you real bad. When I heard Junho would be coming, I knew my time with you would have to get cut short-”
“Are you jealous of my brother?” Junsu asks, highly amused. He starts snickering. “Jaejoong, he is my brother-”
“Shut up,” the older man snaps, smacking his thigh. “He’s so close to you. Of course, I’m jealous. I’m insanely jealous, half the fucking time-”
“Don’t be,” Junsu smiles brightly. “You’re Jaejoong. Of course, I’ll always have time for you, stupid. I have to. No choice in the matter, right?”
Jaejoong grins. “That’s right,” He mutters, nuzzling Junsu’s nose and kissing the tip.
--
“Wait so-wait a minute,” Junho interrupts the make-out session in the kitchen. His brother and Jaejoong look at him with blank faces. Jaejoong hurriedly pushes Junsu away and fixes his hair, blushing horribly. Junsu’s eyes twitch slightly. “I forgot to ask. Who actually takes it up the ass?”
Junsu bounds after him with a war cry and leaves Jaejoong laughing himself silly. Maybe he’s not so jealous of Junho anyway. He doesn’t have to be.
Author: purplehaze_33
Word count: 1, 292
Concrit?: Yes. :)
Pairing: JaeSu
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Jaejoong wants to spend much-needed time with his lover, only to have Junho nearly raining on his parade. He’s not jealous of his lover’s twin. Oh no, not at all.
Author's Notes: This is set during the time when Jaejoong, Junho, Junsu and Yoochun went to China (?) to endore that cream-or-something. XD
Challenge: Vulnerability
They’ve been given the tour like prospective university students. Employees dressed sharp, in black suits keep talking and going on and on about the bloody cream. Jaejoong’s smile gets pasted on his face and his eyes feel dangerously close to popping. The new contact lenses itch and annoy him like crazy, though, at the moment he’s too busy taking pictures with some CEO and a couple of other executives.
Junsu and Junho are huddled together, using each other as an excuse to keep irritating employees from approaching them, pretending to be engaged in serious conversation. Yoochun is in a corner, chatting up a female employee with striking features. Jaejoong’s eyes wander to the twins again and he fights to keep the small yet highly familiar pang of jealousy down.
Finally, after what seems like eternity, they are done with the tedious formalities and Jaejoong signs the papers with relish. Junsu’s fingers lightly brush against his as he takes the pen to sign his own set of papers. Junho looks at him, sizing him up and Jaejoong squirms under the uncomfortable scrutiny.
“I think that’s it,” The CEO mutters. “Thank you for taking an interest in-”
Jaejoong tunes him out, after two minutes, trying to fight the yawn attempting to escape its way out from his throat. He chances a glance at Junsu whose body is slightly swaying with fatigue and hands involuntarily reach out to steady him. Junho reaches out for him much faster and Jaejoong pulls away, trying to look cool and unaffected. It doesn’t sting. Not really.
Yoochun comes after ten minutes, looking slightly flushed, hands shoved in his pant pockets. Well, Jaejoong muses bitterly, somebody’s not going to be alone tonight.
---
“Guys, you go on up, I have a dinner party to attend,” Yoochun murmurs. The twins nod at the same time, identical expressions of fatigue on their faces. Jaejoong pats Yoonhun’s shoulder turning to leave before the other man grasps his wrist-
“Stop looking like a lost, little puppy,” Yoochun says, smirking when Jaejoong’s face flushes slightly in embarrassment. “They haven’t had any time together. You know how it is with him and Junho. Don’t act like someone-”
“This was supposed to be our holiday!” The older man hisses angrily. “I have no idea why you and Junho are even here or why we’re doing this-”
“Junho wanted to spend some time with Junsu,” Yoochun reminds him firmly. “I am here because I delight in making your life hell.”
“Now I’m off for my date,” Jaejoong rolls his eyes. “You keep Junsu and protective older brother company, okay?”
He runs off before Jaejoong punches him in the face from sheer frustration.
---
“So,” Junho murmurs, the minute Junsu wanders into the kitchen to make tea. “How long have you and Junsu-”
“Three years,” Jaejoong says quickly, edging to the corner of the couch. He has been waiting for this confrontation for a long time. No wonder Junho wanted to come with them. At this moment, he honestly wants to melt into a puddle of non-existent goo. Junho’s glare and clenched fists doesn’t make him feel very secure.
“How many people know about the two of you?” Junho manages to get out with gritted teeth.
“Oh,” Jaejoong exhales noisily, trying to calm down. The situation is one of near death. “Yunho, Changmin, Yoochun and now-you.”
Junho looks crestfallen and then it cracks up into a familiar smile. “Could have told me earlier, you ass,” he slaps Jaejoong’s shoulder. “Its not nice having your brother tell you he’s been going out with his band member during the flight. For three years, no less! So I feel obliged to give you the customary: you break his heart, I’ll break something of yours but-”
“I know my brother,” Junho grins wickedly. “He’s more than capable of whopping your ass anyway.”
With that, he leaves a hyperventilating Jaejoong on the couch, fuming over how easily he’s been duped.
---
“I hate you,” Jaejoong mumbles incoherently, nuzzling Junsu’s neck as the younger man leans back into his embrace. “No, I hate you and Junho, both of you are devils. I honestly thought I was gonna have to sleep alone tonight!”
Junsu turns around, patting his head like a little child. Jaejoong pouts and the younger man sighs, leaning in and pecking him quickly on the lips. “That’s hardly enough compensation!” Jaejoong protests childishly.
“I had to see you and Junho being all brotherly and close,” He whines. “Now as your wronged lover, I get no proper kiss? This whole thing reeks of injustice-”
Junsu sighs. “You are an attention whore,” he murmurs, arms winding around the older man’s neck, playing with his hair and massaging his nape gently. Jaejoong closes his eyes, enjoying the caressing and stroking, moaning softly in appreciation.
“I didn’t forget about you, Joongie,” Junsu murmurs soothingly. He rubs their lips together softly and at first, it’s sweet and tender. Then Jaejoong pulls their bodies flush against each other, knee wedging itself between Junsu’s thighs. The kiss turns fierce and passionate. Junsu pulls roughly on Jaejoong’s hair and the older responds by cupping Junsu’s rear, grinding his hips forward.
“I missed you,” Jaejoong pants when they pull apart gasping for breath.
“Missed you more,” Junsu whimpers. The older man places wet, hungry kisses along his jawline, sucking voraciously.
“I better not be sleeping alone tonight,” Jaejoong says in a low growl, fingers slipping under Junsu’s shirt, rubbing familiar sweet spots. He kisses Junsu again, roughly, swallowing his cries and moans. There is a sense of accomplishment when he pulls back to find his younger lover looking flushed in the face, eyes half-lidded in lust, grinding wantonly against him.
He tries not to cry. The tears come anyway. Junsu breaks out of his haze, concerned. He licks Jaejoong’s tears away, pressing tiny, moist kisses all over closed eyelids.
“Been going crazy,” The older man confesses hoarsely. “I-I wanted to-so many times-just call you and talk to you on the phone. At least, that would have been enough but-but that would have made you just as miserable. You’re much better at handling shit anyway. I-”
“I’m here now,” Junsu whispers softly. Jaejoong pushes him up to sit on the kitchen counter and buries his arms around the slender waist. He hides his face in the hollow of Junsu’s neck.
“I have different roles, Joongie,” Junsu sighs, threading his fingers through the older man’s soft hair. He stops for a minute and Jaejoong tenses so he continues the petting, smiling at his older lover’s silent demand for attention. “I am a lover, a brother, a son, a friend and even more. The same goes for you.”
“Know that, you idiot,” Jaejoong retorts. “I just missed you real bad. When I heard Junho would be coming, I knew my time with you would have to get cut short-”
“Are you jealous of my brother?” Junsu asks, highly amused. He starts snickering. “Jaejoong, he is my brother-”
“Shut up,” the older man snaps, smacking his thigh. “He’s so close to you. Of course, I’m jealous. I’m insanely jealous, half the fucking time-”
“Don’t be,” Junsu smiles brightly. “You’re Jaejoong. Of course, I’ll always have time for you, stupid. I have to. No choice in the matter, right?”
Jaejoong grins. “That’s right,” He mutters, nuzzling Junsu’s nose and kissing the tip.
--
“Wait so-wait a minute,” Junho interrupts the make-out session in the kitchen. His brother and Jaejoong look at him with blank faces. Jaejoong hurriedly pushes Junsu away and fixes his hair, blushing horribly. Junsu’s eyes twitch slightly. “I forgot to ask. Who actually takes it up the ass?”
Junsu bounds after him with a war cry and leaves Jaejoong laughing himself silly. Maybe he’s not so jealous of Junho anyway. He doesn’t have to be.