gotta make you mine
Title: gotta make you mine
Pairing: Yoochun/Changmin's mom
Rating: PG-13
Summary: And then there was the time Yoochun almost slept with Changmin's mom.
A/N: I don't know.
And then there was the time Yoochun almost slept with Changmin's mom.
It's been three weeks, and the members still haven't stopped teasing Changmin about the YSMM Incident (as Jaejoong has taken to calling it, because Jaejoong is not a good person). Whenever he so much as opens his laptop Yoochun starts sniggering, and any time he emerges from an empty room Junsu gives him this look that sort of makes him feel like both Junsu and the Lord are judging him very harshly.
It doesn't help that the fans, sweet, lovely girls that they are, have started sending in gifts - usually good ones, as Yoochun puts it with a snigger, although other times, not so good (“Jaejoong, stop looking at naked pictures of Cassiopeia!” Yunho admonished at one point, whipping the Polaroid out of the eldest's hands with a scandalized expression).
Changmin can put up with the teasing easily - he is the youngest in a group of five repressed overworked young males; if he couldn't he would have been reduced to a quivering heap by day one - so it isn't until Yoochun, dick as he is, decides that what they need to do is watch the rerun, that he decides they have taken it too far. Changmin says he feels ill; Jaejoong says he can vomit on Yunho's carpet. Yunho frowns. Junsu makes popcorn.
The show is actually an okay one - Yunho and Yoochun are good at variety, and Changmin gets by with a few disbelieving looks and semi-sarcastic remarks every ten minutes or so. Jaejoong squeezes Yoochun's hand during the Yoohwan segmant, Junsu laughs too loud at Kang Hodong, and Jaejoong and Yunho steal popcorn from one another.
“I'm taping this,” Yoochun informs Changmin quietly.
“I'm murdering you in your sleep,” Changmin whispers back audibly.
“Shut up, it's time for baby's first erection,” Jaejoong half-shouts.
There is the laughter and mocking one would expect to come with the public humiliation of one of your closest friends. They've all seen this at least five times, so he isn't really sure why Jaejoong still laughs as hard as he does, except that Jaejoong is strange in his head. Changmin is in the middle of exasperatedly telling Junsu that half the porn on his harddrive is his, for Christ's sake - “you're the one who taught me how to download porn,”, when there is a sudden yelp of excitement. It is from Yoochun, so Changmin ignores it, but three seconds later, he makes it once more. Changmin looks over.
“Dude,” says Yoochun, leaning forward. “Dude, your mom is hot.”
Yunho reaches over and hits Yoochun on the back of the head. Changmin gives him a look of thanks.
“Fuck you,” says Yoochun, although he doesn't look pissed. “Seriously. No offense, Min - or, I don't know, good on you, Changmin-”
“What,” Changmin says flatly.
“-- But your mom is a babe.”
“You have known my mother for four years, Yoochun,” says Changmin, who does not know what is happening. “She baked you brownies. She sent you a sweater for Christmas.”
“Yeah, and she's really hot. I mean, I knew she was pretty - look at her brood,” he bats his eyes at Changmin, who wants to gag and does so, “”but I never - seriously, guys, look at her.”
The TVXQ collective looks at Changmin's mom.
There is a moment of silence.
Someone lets out a whistle. Changmin does not want to guess who.
“Fuck you all,” he says instead.
Then they start drinking.
“She is a sassy woman,” says Yoochun, who is drunk. “She is a sassy, sassy woman.”
“But fair,” says Jaejoong, who is also drunk. “Fair. And sturdy.”
Yoochun makes an agreeing sort of sound.
Changmin is getting to first base with the kitchen table. “Please,” he mumbles, “please stop. You are ruining everything good, ever.” It sounds like jngh fings ebili. Junsu nods in agreement.
“An ode,” Jaejoong proclaims, slamming his fist against the table and knocking over Yunho's protective fortress of beer cans, “an ode to Mrs. Shim's p--” He sees Changmin's expression, but valiantly continues with all the drunken tact he can muster, “petticoats, as we are classy men, and she is a fair, sturdy, sassy lady who deserves nothing but respect and dignity.”
He and Yoochun begin to sing about Changmin's mother's underwear to the melody of Million Men.
Junsu begins to dance halfway through.
The next day Changmin wakes up with Yunho's head and drool on his shoulder, a massive hangover, and the fervent desire that Yoochun will not take this too far. Yoochun takes it too far.
“No,” says Changmin.
“But,” says Yoochun.
“No,” says Changmin, whose voice is more hopelessly numb than desperate.
“But,” insists Yoochun.
“Yoochun,” says Changmin, “I will punch you in the face and then I will kill you.”
“Oh,” says Yoochun. And then: “But.”
“One day,” Changmin says, very slowly, very softly. He does not repeat it. He doesn't have to.
Yoochun considers this.
“Okay,” he says, “they don't have to be crotchless.”
Changmin decides that today is a fine a day as any.
He decides it especially when his mother calls him later asking him, in a not-as-hysterically-distraught-as-he-would-like tone, why one of his bandmates was texting her asking if she'd like to see him rise up.
(The matter is pretty much set when he sees her reply on Yoochun's phone. Changmin doesn't like his life.)
Pairing: Yoochun/Changmin's mom
Rating: PG-13
Summary: And then there was the time Yoochun almost slept with Changmin's mom.
A/N: I don't know.
And then there was the time Yoochun almost slept with Changmin's mom.
It's been three weeks, and the members still haven't stopped teasing Changmin about the YSMM Incident (as Jaejoong has taken to calling it, because Jaejoong is not a good person). Whenever he so much as opens his laptop Yoochun starts sniggering, and any time he emerges from an empty room Junsu gives him this look that sort of makes him feel like both Junsu and the Lord are judging him very harshly.
It doesn't help that the fans, sweet, lovely girls that they are, have started sending in gifts - usually good ones, as Yoochun puts it with a snigger, although other times, not so good (“Jaejoong, stop looking at naked pictures of Cassiopeia!” Yunho admonished at one point, whipping the Polaroid out of the eldest's hands with a scandalized expression).
Changmin can put up with the teasing easily - he is the youngest in a group of five repressed overworked young males; if he couldn't he would have been reduced to a quivering heap by day one - so it isn't until Yoochun, dick as he is, decides that what they need to do is watch the rerun, that he decides they have taken it too far. Changmin says he feels ill; Jaejoong says he can vomit on Yunho's carpet. Yunho frowns. Junsu makes popcorn.
The show is actually an okay one - Yunho and Yoochun are good at variety, and Changmin gets by with a few disbelieving looks and semi-sarcastic remarks every ten minutes or so. Jaejoong squeezes Yoochun's hand during the Yoohwan segmant, Junsu laughs too loud at Kang Hodong, and Jaejoong and Yunho steal popcorn from one another.
“I'm taping this,” Yoochun informs Changmin quietly.
“I'm murdering you in your sleep,” Changmin whispers back audibly.
“Shut up, it's time for baby's first erection,” Jaejoong half-shouts.
There is the laughter and mocking one would expect to come with the public humiliation of one of your closest friends. They've all seen this at least five times, so he isn't really sure why Jaejoong still laughs as hard as he does, except that Jaejoong is strange in his head. Changmin is in the middle of exasperatedly telling Junsu that half the porn on his harddrive is his, for Christ's sake - “you're the one who taught me how to download porn,”, when there is a sudden yelp of excitement. It is from Yoochun, so Changmin ignores it, but three seconds later, he makes it once more. Changmin looks over.
“Dude,” says Yoochun, leaning forward. “Dude, your mom is hot.”
Yunho reaches over and hits Yoochun on the back of the head. Changmin gives him a look of thanks.
“Fuck you,” says Yoochun, although he doesn't look pissed. “Seriously. No offense, Min - or, I don't know, good on you, Changmin-”
“What,” Changmin says flatly.
“-- But your mom is a babe.”
“You have known my mother for four years, Yoochun,” says Changmin, who does not know what is happening. “She baked you brownies. She sent you a sweater for Christmas.”
“Yeah, and she's really hot. I mean, I knew she was pretty - look at her brood,” he bats his eyes at Changmin, who wants to gag and does so, “”but I never - seriously, guys, look at her.”
The TVXQ collective looks at Changmin's mom.
There is a moment of silence.
Someone lets out a whistle. Changmin does not want to guess who.
“Fuck you all,” he says instead.
Then they start drinking.
“She is a sassy woman,” says Yoochun, who is drunk. “She is a sassy, sassy woman.”
“But fair,” says Jaejoong, who is also drunk. “Fair. And sturdy.”
Yoochun makes an agreeing sort of sound.
Changmin is getting to first base with the kitchen table. “Please,” he mumbles, “please stop. You are ruining everything good, ever.” It sounds like jngh fings ebili. Junsu nods in agreement.
“An ode,” Jaejoong proclaims, slamming his fist against the table and knocking over Yunho's protective fortress of beer cans, “an ode to Mrs. Shim's p--” He sees Changmin's expression, but valiantly continues with all the drunken tact he can muster, “petticoats, as we are classy men, and she is a fair, sturdy, sassy lady who deserves nothing but respect and dignity.”
He and Yoochun begin to sing about Changmin's mother's underwear to the melody of Million Men.
Junsu begins to dance halfway through.
The next day Changmin wakes up with Yunho's head and drool on his shoulder, a massive hangover, and the fervent desire that Yoochun will not take this too far. Yoochun takes it too far.
“No,” says Changmin.
“But,” says Yoochun.
“No,” says Changmin, whose voice is more hopelessly numb than desperate.
“But,” insists Yoochun.
“Yoochun,” says Changmin, “I will punch you in the face and then I will kill you.”
“Oh,” says Yoochun. And then: “But.”
“One day,” Changmin says, very slowly, very softly. He does not repeat it. He doesn't have to.
Yoochun considers this.
“Okay,” he says, “they don't have to be crotchless.”
Changmin decides that today is a fine a day as any.
He decides it especially when his mother calls him later asking him, in a not-as-hysterically-distraught-as-he-would-like tone, why one of his bandmates was texting her asking if she'd like to see him rise up.
(The matter is pretty much set when he sees her reply on Yoochun's phone. Changmin doesn't like his life.)