The Truth About Leader Jaebum Part 4a
Title: The Truth About Leader Jaebum pt. 4a
Character/Pairing: Jay/Taec, slight evil genius Nichkhun/Junsu, Chansung/Junho/Wooyoung
Genre: humor, crack, and a little romance
Rating: pg-13ish but only a little?
Word Count: 1, 615
Disclaimer: Don't remind me of what I don't have
Summary: The morning after the trio's date and Jay and Taec's hook up. Let the crack ensue.
A/N:Part four was getting long and I didn't want everyone to wait long for another update, so I thought I'd be nice and share what I have so far :D
“So they’re a couple now?” Chansung questioned Junho over the breakfast table early Thursday morning as he got comfortable on a cushion on the floor.
“All I know is that Taec walked out of MY shared room with Jay which was locked all night long.” Junho sing-songed as he filled bowls of rice for both Wooyoung and Chansung. “And he was smiling more than he usually does. I mean I looked up and all I saw was teeth and gums!” He was like an excited five year old.
“I think Umma and Appa are getting it on!” Wooyoung barely got out before toppling over in laughter at his own joke.
“Which one is which?” The trio paused to think over Junho’s question. Completely serious.
“Jay doesn’t do the touchy feely stuff like Taecyeon does.” Chansung offered.
“Ah yes, but Jay is the first to pull on the rubber gloves and scrub the bathroom raw.” Wooyoung countered.
“Jay is more buff and ripped.”
“Taec is taller.”
“Jay is older.”
As the two debated back and forth, verbally checking off each of Jay and Taec’s masculine and feminine points Junho happily ate away. Until he lifted his head, a confused look on his face. Wooyoung was the first to notice. “What’s wrong Junnie?”
“Junnie?” Chansung was thrown by the sudden nickname.
“Would you prefer we call him Hoho?” Chansung looked over to the second youngest, “Well Junnie?”
“I always thought of Taec as the awkward sibling, you know, like the one going through puberty. Not as a parent.”
Rather than laughing, the other two wanted to encourage Junho’s creativity and asked, “Well then who do you see as our parents, managers don’t count.”
“And neither does JYP!” added Chansung.
“Jay is the Appa and Junsu and Nichkhun are the big sisters. But Khun is the bad sister and Junsu is the good sister.”
“Why is Khun the bad one?” Wooyoung stifled the laughter at his boyfriend’s rather absurd statement.
“Sometimes he is really sweet, but sometimes he is kind of sneaky,” he explained between spoonfuls of rice, taking his time.
“Then what happen to the Umma?” Chansung always did like story time as a child and was really getting into the plot Junho was outlining. Wooyoung could have face palmed himself right then and there. This creativity was a little too much out there for him.
Junho stopped to think, bringing his spoon to his chin as he pondered. After several seconds he spoke, “Jay is a single father, poor guy.” Done. Game over. Junho’s crack filled family portrait set the others off in a fit of giggles. Junho shrugged. “Well you asked.” He pouted. Wooyoung and Chansung looked up from the floor to a displeased looking Junho as they wiped the tears from their eyes.
“Oh don’t do that!” Wooyoung complained as Junho turned away from them while still seated on the floor by the table, his arms now crossed against his chest.
“Look any cuter and we’ll put you on the breakfast menu,” Chansung had a greasy look on his face and Wooyoung quickly followed. They went on all fours and were creeping over to Junho. The boy in question remained pouty and upset until he was pounced on and mercilessly tickled by his boyfriends.
“No fair! Two against one!” he shouted through his pained laughter.
“I like those odds!” exclaimed a giddy Wooyoung. General Hwang just continued his assault.
“What the hell is up with you guys?” Jay was almost in a fit. How can they stand the spread of cooties so early in the morning? He had to use all his will power not to freak out when he woke up next to an open-mouth sleeping Taecyeon.
“How’d you sleep last night hyung?” Chansung asked sickeningly sweet.
“Dream about any beanstalks?” Wooyoung asked as he picked himself off the floor and then helped Chansung up.
“That would make him Jack, right?” Junho asks Wooyoung sitting up, disregarding Jaebum’s presence.
Jay furrowed his brow. Turned on his heels and swore in English as he headed into the kitchen. What the hell is up with his band mates? There he met a raccoon eyed Nichkhun.
“Rough night?”
“I’m sure no rougher than yours” Nichkhun gave his best greasy grin.
“Whoa there cowboy. We just talked. I still have my issues. You know I just can’t -” He looked up at the Thai man. “Christ why am I even telling you; you’re half asleep and will probably just use any information I give you against me later.”
“Okay. First, what the fuck does a cowboy do anyways and how would I be considered one? Second I am not asleep I am sleep deprived and lastly, you are absolutely right, I always plan ahead for the future.”
“You mean future conspiracies.”
“Jay. Without people like me how would people like you ever get over your bullshit?”
“I hate that you’re always right.” Jay pouted adorably.
“Quit all your love banter or Taecyeon will think you have a thing for me too.” Nichkhun pretended to blush and nodded to an approaching gangly silhouette.
“You look like shit Khun.” Taecyeon said in English, too tired to remember what language he should be speaking. All he received as a response was an undignified grunt from the Thai Prince. “Cereal?” He asked turning to Jaebum.
“Yeah.” Jay sighed, watching Taec’s muscles rippled as he stretched up to get the cardboard box and two bowls. Taec gave a gummy smile and put the items on the table before getting the milk out of the fridge. Jay went to his utensil drawer to fetch one, no, two spoons.
When Taec sat down Jay held out a spoon in front of the taller’s face. “But Jay -” he started recognizing the sacred (and sterile) piece of equipment.
“It’s healthier for you.” He settled down across from the man. “I’ve also been meaning to get a separate milk for the more civilized,” he leaned over to tell Taec motioning to Chansung who was drinking orange juice out of the carton while Junho brought in their dishes from the other room.
His ears burning, Chansung peeked up and over the fridge door to see a rather crabby leader whispering with his possibly new boyfriend and sending him evil glares. It was time to leave the kitchen before he got his ass kicked again this week by the midget muscle man.
“Okay Junnie, time to leave.” He tugged at a rather chatty Junho who was happily telling sneaky big sister Nichkhun about how much fun he had had last night.
Outside the kitchen, Wooyoung had been cleaning off the table before folding it away, when he heard the pitter patter of sleepy feet. Junsu.
“Hey Junsu. You sleep alright?” he examined the singer’s bags under his eyes.
“Had nightmares about scary muscle monsters.”
Woo scrunched up his face and tilted his head in confusion. “Did we miss something while we were out last night?” he asked as he was rejoined by his boyfriends.
“Yeah Khun hyung looks tired too.” Junho noted.
“And Jay hyung was giving me dirty looks in the kitchen.”
Junsu noticeably stiffened at the mention of the leader’s name. “It was just a dream. He was just jealous.” The singer mumbled to himself.
Wooyoung of course picked up on Junsu’s words and went into nosy ahjumma mode. “Aww, our poor Junsu. Did someone bully you while we were out? Here take a seat with us on the couch and tell your dongsaengs what happened.”
Junsu, still fighting off sleep allowed himself to be lead to the couch by the three eager bunnies. After a moment of silence Wooyoung spoke again. “Who was jealous now?”
Back over in the kitchen, Jay activated his leader mode, which meant he got nosy. “So Khun what happened last night that has you all distressed?” Khun didn’t answer Jaebum, he only glared. “I’m the leader Khun, get off your Thai Prince high horse and tell me why my member and dongsaeng is going to show up at our first schedule sleep deprived and looking like that kid from Big Bang!”
Khun grunted. “Do you have a horse obsession or something?” Jay scowled and Taecyeon looked confused but Khun just sighed. “I have had a lot on my mind lately. Been busy. You should know Jay. Lots of planning.” Khun couldn’t let Jay know that the idea to join Junsu in his Taec-less room last night kept him awake and itchy until sunrise. Oh no. The teasing he would get from the Seattle native.
“Yes. But that is all over. Stop bullshiting.” Taec had no idea what Nichkhun had to plan but he was starting to think Jay wasn’t so wrong about the conspiracies.
“Wooyoung, Junho and Chansung are a threesome - I think.” Khun had to distract the prying leader. He was too tired to keep lying to his friend. So tired in fact that he had started to see little Junsus dressed up in the ridiculous couple outfit he was rewarded with at the end of Idol army. He shivered; both disturbed and slightly turned on. Well that’s not good and probably unhealthy.
Meanwhile, Taec had chosen the wrong time to attempt to swallow his cereal half chewed; Nichkhun’s comment had his food flying out of his mouth and Jay had barely missed the full on cooties attack. He blamed Nichkhun for this attempt on his life. Indeed the Thai man had an alliance with the cooties. But no time for that now.
“Taec, you are so lucky I know you well enough that I saw that coming. Khun, fuck you for changing the topic to something I can’t ignore. What the hell are those three up to now?”
A/N: XD I apologize for the cliff hanger, I'll do my best to update soon =^^=
Character/Pairing: Jay/Taec, slight evil genius Nichkhun/Junsu, Chansung/Junho/Wooyoung
Genre: humor, crack, and a little romance
Rating: pg-13ish but only a little?
Word Count: 1, 615
Disclaimer: Don't remind me of what I don't have
Summary: The morning after the trio's date and Jay and Taec's hook up. Let the crack ensue.
A/N:Part four was getting long and I didn't want everyone to wait long for another update, so I thought I'd be nice and share what I have so far :D
“So they’re a couple now?” Chansung questioned Junho over the breakfast table early Thursday morning as he got comfortable on a cushion on the floor.
“All I know is that Taec walked out of MY shared room with Jay which was locked all night long.” Junho sing-songed as he filled bowls of rice for both Wooyoung and Chansung. “And he was smiling more than he usually does. I mean I looked up and all I saw was teeth and gums!” He was like an excited five year old.
“I think Umma and Appa are getting it on!” Wooyoung barely got out before toppling over in laughter at his own joke.
“Which one is which?” The trio paused to think over Junho’s question. Completely serious.
“Jay doesn’t do the touchy feely stuff like Taecyeon does.” Chansung offered.
“Ah yes, but Jay is the first to pull on the rubber gloves and scrub the bathroom raw.” Wooyoung countered.
“Jay is more buff and ripped.”
“Taec is taller.”
“Jay is older.”
As the two debated back and forth, verbally checking off each of Jay and Taec’s masculine and feminine points Junho happily ate away. Until he lifted his head, a confused look on his face. Wooyoung was the first to notice. “What’s wrong Junnie?”
“Junnie?” Chansung was thrown by the sudden nickname.
“Would you prefer we call him Hoho?” Chansung looked over to the second youngest, “Well Junnie?”
“I always thought of Taec as the awkward sibling, you know, like the one going through puberty. Not as a parent.”
Rather than laughing, the other two wanted to encourage Junho’s creativity and asked, “Well then who do you see as our parents, managers don’t count.”
“And neither does JYP!” added Chansung.
“Jay is the Appa and Junsu and Nichkhun are the big sisters. But Khun is the bad sister and Junsu is the good sister.”
“Why is Khun the bad one?” Wooyoung stifled the laughter at his boyfriend’s rather absurd statement.
“Sometimes he is really sweet, but sometimes he is kind of sneaky,” he explained between spoonfuls of rice, taking his time.
“Then what happen to the Umma?” Chansung always did like story time as a child and was really getting into the plot Junho was outlining. Wooyoung could have face palmed himself right then and there. This creativity was a little too much out there for him.
Junho stopped to think, bringing his spoon to his chin as he pondered. After several seconds he spoke, “Jay is a single father, poor guy.” Done. Game over. Junho’s crack filled family portrait set the others off in a fit of giggles. Junho shrugged. “Well you asked.” He pouted. Wooyoung and Chansung looked up from the floor to a displeased looking Junho as they wiped the tears from their eyes.
“Oh don’t do that!” Wooyoung complained as Junho turned away from them while still seated on the floor by the table, his arms now crossed against his chest.
“Look any cuter and we’ll put you on the breakfast menu,” Chansung had a greasy look on his face and Wooyoung quickly followed. They went on all fours and were creeping over to Junho. The boy in question remained pouty and upset until he was pounced on and mercilessly tickled by his boyfriends.
“No fair! Two against one!” he shouted through his pained laughter.
“I like those odds!” exclaimed a giddy Wooyoung. General Hwang just continued his assault.
“What the hell is up with you guys?” Jay was almost in a fit. How can they stand the spread of cooties so early in the morning? He had to use all his will power not to freak out when he woke up next to an open-mouth sleeping Taecyeon.
“How’d you sleep last night hyung?” Chansung asked sickeningly sweet.
“Dream about any beanstalks?” Wooyoung asked as he picked himself off the floor and then helped Chansung up.
“That would make him Jack, right?” Junho asks Wooyoung sitting up, disregarding Jaebum’s presence.
Jay furrowed his brow. Turned on his heels and swore in English as he headed into the kitchen. What the hell is up with his band mates? There he met a raccoon eyed Nichkhun.
“Rough night?”
“I’m sure no rougher than yours” Nichkhun gave his best greasy grin.
“Whoa there cowboy. We just talked. I still have my issues. You know I just can’t -” He looked up at the Thai man. “Christ why am I even telling you; you’re half asleep and will probably just use any information I give you against me later.”
“Okay. First, what the fuck does a cowboy do anyways and how would I be considered one? Second I am not asleep I am sleep deprived and lastly, you are absolutely right, I always plan ahead for the future.”
“You mean future conspiracies.”
“Jay. Without people like me how would people like you ever get over your bullshit?”
“I hate that you’re always right.” Jay pouted adorably.
“Quit all your love banter or Taecyeon will think you have a thing for me too.” Nichkhun pretended to blush and nodded to an approaching gangly silhouette.
“You look like shit Khun.” Taecyeon said in English, too tired to remember what language he should be speaking. All he received as a response was an undignified grunt from the Thai Prince. “Cereal?” He asked turning to Jaebum.
“Yeah.” Jay sighed, watching Taec’s muscles rippled as he stretched up to get the cardboard box and two bowls. Taec gave a gummy smile and put the items on the table before getting the milk out of the fridge. Jay went to his utensil drawer to fetch one, no, two spoons.
When Taec sat down Jay held out a spoon in front of the taller’s face. “But Jay -” he started recognizing the sacred (and sterile) piece of equipment.
“It’s healthier for you.” He settled down across from the man. “I’ve also been meaning to get a separate milk for the more civilized,” he leaned over to tell Taec motioning to Chansung who was drinking orange juice out of the carton while Junho brought in their dishes from the other room.
His ears burning, Chansung peeked up and over the fridge door to see a rather crabby leader whispering with his possibly new boyfriend and sending him evil glares. It was time to leave the kitchen before he got his ass kicked again this week by the midget muscle man.
“Okay Junnie, time to leave.” He tugged at a rather chatty Junho who was happily telling sneaky big sister Nichkhun about how much fun he had had last night.
Outside the kitchen, Wooyoung had been cleaning off the table before folding it away, when he heard the pitter patter of sleepy feet. Junsu.
“Hey Junsu. You sleep alright?” he examined the singer’s bags under his eyes.
“Had nightmares about scary muscle monsters.”
Woo scrunched up his face and tilted his head in confusion. “Did we miss something while we were out last night?” he asked as he was rejoined by his boyfriends.
“Yeah Khun hyung looks tired too.” Junho noted.
“And Jay hyung was giving me dirty looks in the kitchen.”
Junsu noticeably stiffened at the mention of the leader’s name. “It was just a dream. He was just jealous.” The singer mumbled to himself.
Wooyoung of course picked up on Junsu’s words and went into nosy ahjumma mode. “Aww, our poor Junsu. Did someone bully you while we were out? Here take a seat with us on the couch and tell your dongsaengs what happened.”
Junsu, still fighting off sleep allowed himself to be lead to the couch by the three eager bunnies. After a moment of silence Wooyoung spoke again. “Who was jealous now?”
Back over in the kitchen, Jay activated his leader mode, which meant he got nosy. “So Khun what happened last night that has you all distressed?” Khun didn’t answer Jaebum, he only glared. “I’m the leader Khun, get off your Thai Prince high horse and tell me why my member and dongsaeng is going to show up at our first schedule sleep deprived and looking like that kid from Big Bang!”
Khun grunted. “Do you have a horse obsession or something?” Jay scowled and Taecyeon looked confused but Khun just sighed. “I have had a lot on my mind lately. Been busy. You should know Jay. Lots of planning.” Khun couldn’t let Jay know that the idea to join Junsu in his Taec-less room last night kept him awake and itchy until sunrise. Oh no. The teasing he would get from the Seattle native.
“Yes. But that is all over. Stop bullshiting.” Taec had no idea what Nichkhun had to plan but he was starting to think Jay wasn’t so wrong about the conspiracies.
“Wooyoung, Junho and Chansung are a threesome - I think.” Khun had to distract the prying leader. He was too tired to keep lying to his friend. So tired in fact that he had started to see little Junsus dressed up in the ridiculous couple outfit he was rewarded with at the end of Idol army. He shivered; both disturbed and slightly turned on. Well that’s not good and probably unhealthy.
Meanwhile, Taec had chosen the wrong time to attempt to swallow his cereal half chewed; Nichkhun’s comment had his food flying out of his mouth and Jay had barely missed the full on cooties attack. He blamed Nichkhun for this attempt on his life. Indeed the Thai man had an alliance with the cooties. But no time for that now.
“Taec, you are so lucky I know you well enough that I saw that coming. Khun, fuck you for changing the topic to something I can’t ignore. What the hell are those three up to now?”
A/N: XD I apologize for the cliff hanger, I'll do my best to update soon =^^=