friend is a four letter word - drabble (yoochun!centric; jaechul)
Title: friend is a four letter word
Author: skybacktoblue
Pairing: jaechul; yoochun!centric
Band: DBSK/THSK/TVXQ
Word Count: 200
Genre: drama
Rating: R
Warning: explicit references to sex, cussing
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys, just my interpretations of them.
Summary: it’s sick when he passes you, what you’re thinking, how there’s a fantastical sort of pleasure in the way heechul told you yesterday, ‘i’m getting bored’
Notes: written for dbsk_flashfic drabble challenge 62: karma, original post is here the jaechul is the result of the jaechul mix. chunchul is my guilty pleasure.
jaejoong out in the hallway brushing past your shoulders; five minutes earlier he was fucking heechul in the dirty bathroom stall; it’s sick and you can’t help but wonder how much of the graffiti on the wall he read in the middle of it, if he saw the ‘for a good time, call -‘ and laughed at the irony; if he saw the names of the half-baked, half-used, if heechul smirked when his face was turned, if they never finished at the same time, if jaejoong was always left a little wanting, if heechul was a bitch in bed, against a wall, no matter what, if you-
it’s sick when he passes you, what you’re thinking, how there’s a fantastical sort of pleasure in the way heechul told you yesterday, ‘i’m getting bored’ and his finger smudged a little ash onto the corner of his lip as he smiled, slow, and you said ‘then dump him.’
and it’s sick how you’re standing here thinking this, picturing them, choking on the swallow jaejoong takes when he looks at you like, ‘keep my secret’, embarrassed virgin extraordinaire and all you want to do is laugh,
laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh.
Author: skybacktoblue
Pairing: jaechul; yoochun!centric
Band: DBSK/THSK/TVXQ
Word Count: 200
Genre: drama
Rating: R
Warning: explicit references to sex, cussing
Disclaimer: Don't own these guys, just my interpretations of them.
Summary: it’s sick when he passes you, what you’re thinking, how there’s a fantastical sort of pleasure in the way heechul told you yesterday, ‘i’m getting bored’
Notes: written for dbsk_flashfic drabble challenge 62: karma, original post is here the jaechul is the result of the jaechul mix. chunchul is my guilty pleasure.
jaejoong out in the hallway brushing past your shoulders; five minutes earlier he was fucking heechul in the dirty bathroom stall; it’s sick and you can’t help but wonder how much of the graffiti on the wall he read in the middle of it, if he saw the ‘for a good time, call -‘ and laughed at the irony; if he saw the names of the half-baked, half-used, if heechul smirked when his face was turned, if they never finished at the same time, if jaejoong was always left a little wanting, if heechul was a bitch in bed, against a wall, no matter what, if you-
it’s sick when he passes you, what you’re thinking, how there’s a fantastical sort of pleasure in the way heechul told you yesterday, ‘i’m getting bored’ and his finger smudged a little ash onto the corner of his lip as he smiled, slow, and you said ‘then dump him.’
and it’s sick how you’re standing here thinking this, picturing them, choking on the swallow jaejoong takes when he looks at you like, ‘keep my secret’, embarrassed virgin extraordinaire and all you want to do is laugh,
laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh.