Junbros Drabbles
Junbros Drabbles
Rating:G - R
Genre: Fluff, Smut
Notes: 5 drabbles, 1 band!universe and 4 Alternative!Universe. One relates to Missed Connections, one to Juncest, one to Soft hands, Kind hearts and the other two are projects in the making
I. (Untitled)
The Prince of Thailand stands before the new Emperor of Korea, shoving a brown haired slave at his feet. The Emperor watches curiously as the man pushes himself up, head ducked and hands clasped before him. 'I found him near the outskirts of China. The trader said he's a song bird from Daegu' Junho nods, signalling for the slave to be taken away and washed up. 'I must warn you though, I've not heard a sound from him' Nichkhun settles onto a seat beside Junho, his translator (not that he needs one) sits at his feet, puffy cheeks resting against the Prince's knee. Junho soon finds that a little bit of love is all the song bird needs to sing the most beautiful songs.
II. (Untitled)
Junho is a dance teacher and he loves his job. The kids are great and dancing is his passion. One day he finds a student sat alone on the steps and as always, Khun-Appa is late. A golden dog runs past, and the next thing Junho knows it's barrelling towards them with a crazy look in it's eyes. The girl stops it with one outstretched hand and moments later squeals in delight as a man comes running up the path, cheeks flushed and chest heaving. Junho bites his tongue in surprise, taking in brown hair and chocolate eyes. 'I'm sorry I'm so late' The man blurts, offering a bag of Junho's favourite dessert as his apology. Junho's brushes his fingers over the man's knuckles as he takes the bag, a jolt of searing electricity shoots through his body and even the sweet tarts don't compare to the blinding smile he receives in return.
III. (Missed Connections)
Junho curses his phone as it starts to scream for attention in his pocket. He fishes it out of his pants, and almost slams it against his ear, all the while cursing his bad luck. He's still wearing the comfortable clothing he'd been teaching in, sweats and an oversized hoody. He can't imagine what his hair must look like right now and he thanks any deity that might hear him that he at least thought to dowse himself in deodorant. 'Hello' He grits his teeth and forces his lips into a smile, there's a hot man sat almost directly opposite him and here he's stuck with Chansung blubbering in his ear, probably calling to tell him all about some new banana recipe he's found on the internet at work. The train pulls up to his station and the hot brunette lets out a strangled moan that goes straight to Junho's groin. He takes in the blushing man, now turned towards him and despite the thick winter coat, Junho likes what he sees. He winks and bounds onto the platform, hiding his own blush.
IV. (Juncest)
There's music playing from Junsu's stereo in the corner, a catchy song that Junho hasn't been able to get out of his head. Junsu sings along, voice low and it washes over Junho like smooth honey. One of Junsu's hands find his ribs and he squirms away from the older boy. It's just enough and Junsu slides across, tugging at the bottom sheet as they try to wrestle it under the corner of Junho's mattress. Junho watches as he stretches the fabric into shape, tongue poking out in concentration. The lights are dim and it sends soft shadows across his Hyung's face. Junho leans forwards, catching Junsu by surprise as their lips collide. Butterflies storm around in his stomach, and he's about to smile into the kiss when Junsu turns away. Junho watches as he moves too quickly and lands on his ass. 'What was that for?' Junsu hisses, fingers pressed to his lips. Junho flushes, not entirely sure what had come over him. He shrugs and Junsu's hand freezes on the door handle. 'You shouldn't have done that, Junho-yah' Junho's heart squeezes in his chest, skipping a beat as he catches the broken look in his adopted brother's eyes. 'I-' Junho falters, not sure what to say and can only watch as Junsu slides out of the room.
V. (Soft Hands, Kind Hearts: Sequel)
Junho is lead down a brightly lit hall way, Junsu's hand pressed to the curve of his ass. They find an empty bathroom and Junho twists the lock as they slip inside, a thrill of exhilaration shooting down his spine. Junsu presses him against the door, hands at his hips and Junho stretches up eagerly to meet his Hyung's lips. Junsu bites down, hot tongue pressing to the seam of Junho's lips. A hand sneaks it's way to the front of his pants and Junsu squeezes, firm hand palming Junho through his shorts. His lips part for a moan and Junsu slides his tongue into his mouth, stroking his teeth. He growls in the back of his throat as Junsu's hand catches his zipper, pulling it slowly down, inch by inch. Junsu breaks the kiss and drops to his knees. Junho's hands find his hair and he hisses as his throws his head back.
VI. (Bonus Drabble) Juncest - Junsu's P.O.V.
Junsu wakes up to the rising sun, only to find himself curled around his adoptive brother. His knees press to the boy's calves and Junho's hands are wrapped loosely around his wrists, holding him in place. He brushes his lips to Junho's nape, pressing his nose to the thick black curls and breaths in the smell of fresh air and soft linen. Junho moans softly in his sleep, the sound haunting, distressed. Junsu manages to pull his hands free and carefully rolls Junho onto his back, fingers dancing over the soft skin of his inner elbows. 'I'm sorry, Junho-yah. I can't do this to you' His eyes sting with bitter regret and he presses his lips to Junho's cheek, kiss falling to the corner of Junho's mouth. He draws back, making sure to pull the covers tightly over his brother as the boy shivers. 'I love you Lee Junho, but not in a way I should' He touches his fingers to his own down-turned lips before pressing them to Junho's and fights temptation as Junho's lips part just so, a soft sigh escaping him.