A Continuation of A Futon, A Convertible, and One Really Empty Beach
Yunho went to separate the arguing pair who had ignored his announcement. When he finally got the irate men to his car Yoochun was already seated shot gun while Changmin was trying to pull the man out of the old convertible by the collar of his shirt. The hem of which was rising dangerously above his navel. If that shirt came off there was nothing Yunho could do to hold Jaejoong and Junsu back.
“Changmin-ah!” The three yelled out in unison, for very different reasons.
“I am not sitting with them in the back until the kiss and make up.” The elder of the two pouted adorably, shirt rumpled and his hair a mess from the struggle; arms across his chest. Changmin knew that he could not win against Yoochun when he looked like that. So, he made a whining sound, stomped his foot once and then took a seat in the back behind Yoochun.
“Well I am not sitting in the middle. They can deal with each other.” Changmin stated, addressing no one in particular.
Yunho got into the car and started it up. Junsu and Jaejoong silently got into the back, but they were soon shoving at each other. Changmin sulked and Yoochun fiddled with the radio dial until he was satisfied with the song playing.
On the way to the beach, Changmin ended up leaned forward to start a conversation with Yoochun who was practically sitting backwards to face the maknae. Yunho had to divide his attention between driving and making sure the man beside him didn’t fall out of his seat. Jaejoong and Junsu had ended up holding hands, and then snuggling as the wind was getting cold.
When they arrived at the beach, the stars were out and Yunho was lost in their wonder until he heard the lip smacking going on in the back seat. Jaejoong and Junsu made up, apparently. It was when he was about to snap out a snide comment that he noticed that Yoochun had already run down to the water and shrieked as Changmin kept trying to push him in.
“TRAITORS!” Yunho yelled and spouted some obscenities as he chased after his dongsaengs. Yoochun soon surrendered and plopped down on the sand. Changmin was not so easy to catch and Yunho had to sprint down the beach after the long legged man. He tackled the maknae to the sand and began a tickle attack - anything to hear the rare melodious laughter.
“Brains! I want your delicious brains!” Yunho pinned Changmin’s arms above his head with one hand.
“No fair, you crazed muscled zombie!” He struggled through the giggles. “Get off!”
This lasted for awhile before Changmin used his long legs as leverage and flip their positions so that he could escape.
Yoochun closed his eyes as he enjoyed the ocean breeze. He hated it when the two men he cared for most fought. It was the only time he didn’t like being caught in between them. He heard the shifting of sand and felt to sets of arms wrap around him.
“Don’t think I didn’t see the kissing. Does that mean you made up and we are all okay now?” The holds around him tightened as his eyes remained closed.
“I-we’re sorry for getting all competitive. We shouldn’t have done that to you.” Jaejoong said, lips brushing against Yoochun’s neck, where he was nuzzling his head.
“We’ll be good from now on. We promise.” Junsu kissed his cheek and Yoochun was sure he could hear and feel the pout on the younger man’s face.
“Can you ever forgive us?” The eldest gasped and pretended to cry. Jaejoong’s dramatics never failed to put a smile on his face.
Yoochun heaved a sigh. “I guess I should. I really hated having to split my time between the two of you.” He threw his wait back and cuddled them into the sand. “When spooning is so much more fun with three people.”
“We love us some Yoochun sandwich!” Junsu squealed with an eukyangkyang.
“Always with the touchy,” Jae sighed but moved his arms to pull Junsu in closer as well.
Not long after the three men had begun enjoying their reunion that they were disturbed by sand being kicked at them from both sides. It was like being buried alive. Jaejoong had opened his mouth to berate his assailants when a particularly hard kick sent a hail of sand in his direction.
“YA! Whoever kicked sand into my mouth better run!” Jaejoong was up in seconds and was hunting down a terrified Yunho. The poor man had been the closet to Jaejoong when he cleared the sand from his face.
“It was you, wasn’t it maknae?” Yoochun said as he dusted sand off his lithe body. Junsu decided he should help, using it as a chance to molest the older man.
Changmin nodded. “Revenge for being tackled down before. I think I’ll be bruised tomorrow.” He rubbed his bottom, scowling. Yoochun laughed at his friend’s antics and swatted Junsu’s hands away.
“Not now dear.” He slapped Changmin’s ass and then chased after the two eldest who were mere dots in the distance. Changmin yelped and followed behind while Junsu chased after them, unsatisfied.
“When do I get to touchy?” All Junsu wanted was sex some affection.
It took both Junsu and Changmin to carry Jaejoong away from Yunho, who was two seconds away from vomiting sand. Jaejoong hand shoved the offending grains in every reachable nook and cranny before the rescue party had arrived. Yoochun showed up conveniently after the struggle was over.
He shrugged when an exasperated Junsu tsked and shook his head at him. “I’m a lover not a fighter.”
“Kim Jaejoong you are a beast!” Yunho struggled to stand even with Junsu’s help.
“Yes he is!” Yoochun cheered, fist pumped in the air and rewarded Jae with a kiss on the cheek. Then Changmin took his hyung aside to explain to him that in this situation, this was not a good thing. Yoochun had to nod in agreement; it was quite difficult to rid sand from one’s nooks and crannies.
After everyone calmed down, Changmin offered to accompany Yunho to a convenience store get some drinks and snacks - anything to keep him from killing Jaejoong. He also felt a bit guilty, but a disheveled Yunho was hot so his arousal outweighed his guilt.
“Let’s play a game.” Junsu was already bored.
“You play with Chunnie, I’m tired.” Jaejoong was sprawled out under the moonlight. Yoochun was sitting next to him watching the restless Junsu pace.
“Okay. Let’s do that trust game, where you fall back into my arms.” His teeth gleamed in the moonlight behind his naughty smile.
“Is this just another excuse to touch me?” Yoochun asked skeptically but stood up anyways.
“Always!” Junsu gave him a cheeky grin and held out his arms. Yoochun stood in front of Junsu and turned his back to him. He closed his eyes and stretched his arms out at his side. “Do you trust me Chunnie?”
“Always.” He fell back. Junsu’s arms easily caught him and even though Yoochun knew that would be the outcome, he still felt warmness spread across his chest and down into his stomach. Jae propped himself up on his elbows to watch his two lovers fall back and forth into each other's arms.
Jaejoong sidled up to the pair; ninja style. Junsu had just caught Yoochun, pretending to almost drop him and then pulled him close. They laughed whole heartedly. “MY TURN!” Jaejoong reached for Yoochun, but Junsu fell into his arms instead.
“Just because we both top, doesn’t mean I won’t need your support sometimes.” Jaejoong would have laughed at the statement except for the fact that Junsu was being serious and romantic (in his own special Junsu way). Jaejoong held him against his chest. This is why they had been a couple in the first place before succumbing to Yoochun’s winks, grins and all together loveliness. They fit together in the oddest way.
“We’re back!” Yunho announced, but was ignored for the food he was carrying. “I hate you guys.” He pouted.
“Aww hyung, don’t say that. You’re the one I would take to that desert island.” Yoochun said around his popsicle, his tongue peeked out and swirled around the ice and Jaejoong and Junsu were torn between the pain in their hearts and the tightness in their pants.
“Really?” Yunho was quite pleased with the jealousy he could feel in Jaejoong’s glare. “Why?” Avenged at last!
“Well, you’re tall, strong, pretty smart and a good leader. With you around I’m sure we would get stuff done and be off the island in no time.” Yoochun smiled happily. “With either of those two around it would just be sex and sleep and then eating if they let me. You think I want to be this skinny?” He pointed at his ribs. “These pabos never give me a break!” He furrowed his brows and looked over to his fuming boyfriends as he continued to suck on the flavored ice stick in his mouth. Said boyfriends were now getting naughty ideas in their heads. They shared a knowing look and then wiggled their eyebrows. Yoochun knew he would be in trouble tonight.
“Umm. Thanks, I guess.” Yunho didn’t know why, but he felt a little sad.
“Don’t worry Yunho-hyung, I’d sex you up on a desert island.” Changmin whispered. “I’m more than just a delicious brain.”
Yunho gulped and bit off half of his ice cream bar. This is not the night he had planned, but it was heading in a much better direction then he could have foreseen.
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