Winning is everything.
Winning is everything.
PG-13
Jongyu
Oneshot / Fluff
It's finally done, I spent most of my night on this, and I have to get up in six hours =___=;; Yeah...it's been a while XD
"I'm going to kill that motherfucker!" Jonghyun screamed as he swung the front door to Key, Minho, and Taemin enjoying a quiet game of cards.
"That's illegal Jonghyun, I'm pretty sure," Key offered not taking his eyes off the quick exchanging of cards.
"That's not what I meant!" Jonghyun continued on, "Where is Onew?"
"He said he had to take care of an errand," Taemin looked up at the steaming blond, "why, what did he kick your ass in this time?"
"We were playing basketball and he cheated!"
It was Minho's turn to look at Jonghyun who was practically seething at this point. But he decided he'd rather not get involved and put down his card when his turn came around again.
"What Minho? Got something to say tall boy?" Jonghyun provoked.
"Yeah, there's a book called The Boy Who Cried Wolf, ever read it before?"
"Woah," Key neatly put down his cards before standing up and taking a hold of Jonghyun's shoulders at arms length, "okay Jonghyun, let's say we believe you. What do you want Onew to do about it?"
"I want a rematch!"
"Are you sure? It's basketball," Key's face turned incredulous, "you're kind of vertically challenged, and your aim sucks, just ask the lady who has to clean up our toilet."
Jonghyun sneered.
"Okay okay, look, if we can find a way for you to beat Onew, will you stop with the competitiveness?"
Jonghyun narrowed his gaze before responding, "Fine, how do I beat him?"
The corners of Key's lips turned up into a smirk in that way that made him look as if he knew everything about anything.
"What'd you tell Jonghyun?" Taemin whispered while keeping one ear to the door.
"I told him to play Egyptian War with Jonghyun," Key only shrugged, "now shhh, they'll hear us."
"I thought Jonghyun's reflexes sucked."
Key winked, "Exactly. Hey, we should leave."
"Why? They haven't even started."
"I said we should leave!"
"Okay, okay, gosh."
"So, we slap on pairs and sandwiches, and whoever runs out of cards first, loses?"
"Yup, it's that simple," Jonghyun smiled smugly.
"Okay, if you say so," Onew began shuffling the cards and dealing them between himself and Jonghyun.
Within the first minute, Onew had successfully "slapped" at every opportunity and was owning Jonghyun's dwindling stack of cards. On the next slap, Onew once again beat Jonghyun.
"Okay Jonghyun, I slapped the cards," Onew pointed out, "you can take your hand off mine, now." Jonghyun glared at the older boy, destroying any hope Onew had of getting his hand back.
"Uhhh...Jonghyun, that's-that's my hand your squeezing!" Onew cried.
"Yeah, so? What are you going to do about it?" Jonghyun challenged not averting his gaze.
"N-n-nothing," Onew stuttered, "you win. I don't want to play anymore." Onew yanked his hand from under Jonghyun and ran out of the room.
"Is your plan working yet?" Taemin prodded lazily as he sifted through the channels.
"Those boys are more stubborn than I thought," Key shrugged, paying more attention to the bucket of ice cream on his lap.
"So that's it?"
"Do you have any bright ideas?" Key dropped his spoon into the bucket with a resounding thud as he dramatically swung his face in the direction of Taemin's.
"I'm going to kill that motherfucker!" Jonghyun screamed as he swung the door to the living room with Key and Taemin still lying on the couch. Minho had just exited the bathroom at this point, but, seeing and hearing Jonghyun, he made an about face straight back into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
"Oh heavens! All the glitter in the world couldn't make this day get any better," Key threw his hands up in defeat following Minho's example and taking his leave for the bedroom.
"What," Taemin started tentatively, "happened, Jonghyun?"
"I finally won at a game and Onew won't admit it!"
"What?!" Key reappeared in the living room and even Minho stepped just outside the bathroom.
"Onew challenged me to a game of Gay Chicken."
The door of the bathroom slammed shut.
"Really?" Key asked unconvinced.
"Yes! And I went in for the kiss, the groping, the dry humping, and Onew ran away before I could rub it in his face."
"What," Key snickered, "what exactly were you planning on rubbing in his face?" Key's snicker transitioned into a convulsing laughter and he found himself on the ground trying to control himself, "sorry Jonghyun, you say the stupidest things sometimes," Key admitted as he regained his breath.
"No, but seriously, you won, Jonghyun."
"Exactly, at least someone recognizes it."
"No, idiot! That's not what I meant."
"Jeez, and you say I say stupid shit." This earned Jonghyun a bitch slap to the side of his face.
"I mean, you never win against Onew, don't you see what's up?"
"Oh! That was your plan all along," Taemin chimed in from the couch, "Oh Jonghyun, you lucky scoundrel, you!"
"You should talk to Onew, seriously," Key crossed his arms satisfied, "come on Taemin, let's go before Jonghyun's mind restarts."
"Key says we need to talk," Jonghyun kept his gaze down when he approached Onew at the kitchen table.
"You won, Jonghyun, there's nothing to talk about, it's done, we can stop with these challenges, already," Onew stared into his bowl of cereal and willed Jonghyun to leave. But then he heard the seat next to him being pulled out from the table as the blond proceeded to sit.
"Do-do you maybe," Jonghyun bit his lip, "do you maybe, want to go and have dinner, sometime. Just...just you and me? And maybe sort all this stuff out."
Onew looked up and Jonghyun swore he saw the smallest speck of a sparkle playing in the cherubic face of the boy staring back at him.
"O-okay, sure," Onew agreed, but quickly knit his eyebrows in suspicion, "this isn't one of your I-can-eat-faster-than-you-can challenges, is it?"
"No, of course not!" Jonghyun took the older boy's cheeks in his hands and shook his head, "I promise."
"Oh, okay," Onew glazed his eyes over and away from Jonghyun's stare while his cheeks were still held in place.
"Hey, look at me," Onew did as he was commanded, and immediately felt his lips being graced by the blond's own.
A door was shut and Onew pulled away from the kiss in embarrassment of being caught. Jonghyun giggled.
"Relax, that was probably Minho and his unfortunate timing," Jonghyun closed the gap between their lips once more and was rewarded with a giggle from the older boy.
"Hey Jonghyun," Onew whispered into the kiss.
"Mmm," Jonghyun moaned back.
"Let's call this a tie."
Jonghyun gave it some thought.
"No, how about we call it a win."
PG-13
Jongyu
Oneshot / Fluff
It's finally done, I spent most of my night on this, and I have to get up in six hours =___=;; Yeah...it's been a while XD
"I'm going to kill that motherfucker!" Jonghyun screamed as he swung the front door to Key, Minho, and Taemin enjoying a quiet game of cards.
"That's illegal Jonghyun, I'm pretty sure," Key offered not taking his eyes off the quick exchanging of cards.
"That's not what I meant!" Jonghyun continued on, "Where is Onew?"
"He said he had to take care of an errand," Taemin looked up at the steaming blond, "why, what did he kick your ass in this time?"
"We were playing basketball and he cheated!"
It was Minho's turn to look at Jonghyun who was practically seething at this point. But he decided he'd rather not get involved and put down his card when his turn came around again.
"What Minho? Got something to say tall boy?" Jonghyun provoked.
"Yeah, there's a book called The Boy Who Cried Wolf, ever read it before?"
"Woah," Key neatly put down his cards before standing up and taking a hold of Jonghyun's shoulders at arms length, "okay Jonghyun, let's say we believe you. What do you want Onew to do about it?"
"I want a rematch!"
"Are you sure? It's basketball," Key's face turned incredulous, "you're kind of vertically challenged, and your aim sucks, just ask the lady who has to clean up our toilet."
Jonghyun sneered.
"Okay okay, look, if we can find a way for you to beat Onew, will you stop with the competitiveness?"
Jonghyun narrowed his gaze before responding, "Fine, how do I beat him?"
The corners of Key's lips turned up into a smirk in that way that made him look as if he knew everything about anything.
"What'd you tell Jonghyun?" Taemin whispered while keeping one ear to the door.
"I told him to play Egyptian War with Jonghyun," Key only shrugged, "now shhh, they'll hear us."
"I thought Jonghyun's reflexes sucked."
Key winked, "Exactly. Hey, we should leave."
"Why? They haven't even started."
"I said we should leave!"
"Okay, okay, gosh."
"So, we slap on pairs and sandwiches, and whoever runs out of cards first, loses?"
"Yup, it's that simple," Jonghyun smiled smugly.
"Okay, if you say so," Onew began shuffling the cards and dealing them between himself and Jonghyun.
Within the first minute, Onew had successfully "slapped" at every opportunity and was owning Jonghyun's dwindling stack of cards. On the next slap, Onew once again beat Jonghyun.
"Okay Jonghyun, I slapped the cards," Onew pointed out, "you can take your hand off mine, now." Jonghyun glared at the older boy, destroying any hope Onew had of getting his hand back.
"Uhhh...Jonghyun, that's-that's my hand your squeezing!" Onew cried.
"Yeah, so? What are you going to do about it?" Jonghyun challenged not averting his gaze.
"N-n-nothing," Onew stuttered, "you win. I don't want to play anymore." Onew yanked his hand from under Jonghyun and ran out of the room.
"Is your plan working yet?" Taemin prodded lazily as he sifted through the channels.
"Those boys are more stubborn than I thought," Key shrugged, paying more attention to the bucket of ice cream on his lap.
"So that's it?"
"Do you have any bright ideas?" Key dropped his spoon into the bucket with a resounding thud as he dramatically swung his face in the direction of Taemin's.
"I'm going to kill that motherfucker!" Jonghyun screamed as he swung the door to the living room with Key and Taemin still lying on the couch. Minho had just exited the bathroom at this point, but, seeing and hearing Jonghyun, he made an about face straight back into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
"Oh heavens! All the glitter in the world couldn't make this day get any better," Key threw his hands up in defeat following Minho's example and taking his leave for the bedroom.
"What," Taemin started tentatively, "happened, Jonghyun?"
"I finally won at a game and Onew won't admit it!"
"What?!" Key reappeared in the living room and even Minho stepped just outside the bathroom.
"Onew challenged me to a game of Gay Chicken."
The door of the bathroom slammed shut.
"Really?" Key asked unconvinced.
"Yes! And I went in for the kiss, the groping, the dry humping, and Onew ran away before I could rub it in his face."
"What," Key snickered, "what exactly were you planning on rubbing in his face?" Key's snicker transitioned into a convulsing laughter and he found himself on the ground trying to control himself, "sorry Jonghyun, you say the stupidest things sometimes," Key admitted as he regained his breath.
"No, but seriously, you won, Jonghyun."
"Exactly, at least someone recognizes it."
"No, idiot! That's not what I meant."
"Jeez, and you say I say stupid shit." This earned Jonghyun a bitch slap to the side of his face.
"I mean, you never win against Onew, don't you see what's up?"
"Oh! That was your plan all along," Taemin chimed in from the couch, "Oh Jonghyun, you lucky scoundrel, you!"
"You should talk to Onew, seriously," Key crossed his arms satisfied, "come on Taemin, let's go before Jonghyun's mind restarts."
"Key says we need to talk," Jonghyun kept his gaze down when he approached Onew at the kitchen table.
"You won, Jonghyun, there's nothing to talk about, it's done, we can stop with these challenges, already," Onew stared into his bowl of cereal and willed Jonghyun to leave. But then he heard the seat next to him being pulled out from the table as the blond proceeded to sit.
"Do-do you maybe," Jonghyun bit his lip, "do you maybe, want to go and have dinner, sometime. Just...just you and me? And maybe sort all this stuff out."
Onew looked up and Jonghyun swore he saw the smallest speck of a sparkle playing in the cherubic face of the boy staring back at him.
"O-okay, sure," Onew agreed, but quickly knit his eyebrows in suspicion, "this isn't one of your I-can-eat-faster-than-you-can challenges, is it?"
"No, of course not!" Jonghyun took the older boy's cheeks in his hands and shook his head, "I promise."
"Oh, okay," Onew glazed his eyes over and away from Jonghyun's stare while his cheeks were still held in place.
"Hey, look at me," Onew did as he was commanded, and immediately felt his lips being graced by the blond's own.
A door was shut and Onew pulled away from the kiss in embarrassment of being caught. Jonghyun giggled.
"Relax, that was probably Minho and his unfortunate timing," Jonghyun closed the gap between their lips once more and was rewarded with a giggle from the older boy.
"Hey Jonghyun," Onew whispered into the kiss.
"Mmm," Jonghyun moaned back.
"Let's call this a tie."
Jonghyun gave it some thought.
"No, how about we call it a win."