This is fanfiction. I am not responsable for any damage.
This is for tana!
How do I do this...
This is my first completed english fanfic! HORAAAY FOR ME.
I tell you beforehand that this isn't beta'd. So feel free to show me any mistakes, but please very very friendly, because I'm very sensitive about this stuff ):
And it's MBLAQ. Joon/Mir.
"I have no title, because my author is too tired."
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is just too annoying.
The way their magnae would not shut his mouth, when they were watching TV, was making him mad.
"Cheolyong would you please shut up?! We're trying to watch this!", snarled Joon and he fixed his glare when Cheolyong looked at him, hurt evident in his eyes, but he nodded.
The beautiful silence goes on for a maximum of 10 minutes, after which Cheolyong just can't hold himself anymore.
"How did she even get the job, I don't even know what feeling she is portraying with her face!"
Joon sighed. Too annoying.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is just too embarassing.
The way Cheolyong would run after a girl on the street, was making him uncomfortable with second hand embarassment.
"Couldn't you just leave her alone, when you noticed she didn't want to talk to you?", he would ask afterwards, but the younger only shrugged.
"It was just for fun."
Joon rolled his eyes. Too embarassing.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is just too childish.
The way he would pout, when he didn't get what he wanted, was too much.
"Could you like, not?" Joon stirred his coffee slowly.
Cheolyong only bit his lip and looked at his feet.
"I wanted the one with cinnamon..."
The older looked at him.
Turning around he cursed himself.
"Excuse me? Could we get another one with cinnamon?"
Too childish.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong makes him feel guilty on purpose.
"No! I'm sick of fulfilling all your childish wishes, how in the world would I get my hands on real swiss chocolate? You know, I can't even afford it!"
Cheolyong pouted only a bit, nodded and then left for their room.
Looking after him, Joon could feel the guilt tugging on his heart.
Shaking his head, he turned to their living room and sat in front of their laptop.
"Now, where the hell do I get real swiss chocolate shipped here..."
Definitely on purpose.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is too cuddly.
"Hyung, I'm cold."
Without opening his eyes Joon holds his blanket up and feels Cheolyong climbing in his bed and snuggle up to him, as if he were his teddy bear.
Since there is no too cuddly, Joon thinks that the younger is just cuddly.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is too adorable.
"Yes, and then we went to this haunted house and I was soooo afraid, but he held my hand and wouldn't even let go of me when I screamed like a girl! Afterwards he even bought me cotton candy to make it up to me and then we went to the Ferris wheel and on the top he ki-"
Grinning, Joon slapped his hand over Cheolyong's mouth and Seungho nodded at him gratefully while Byunghee and Cheungdong looked like they could have listened to Cheolyong's fangirling forever.
Shaking his head, Joon ruffled the magnae's hair. Too adorable.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is too funny.
Joon was in a foul mood. Normally everyone left him alone for the day, afraid of him, but Cheolyong always was too stubborn. He wouldn't leave the older alone and kept making really inappropriate jokes.
"Can you believe that he then asked me 'If I were to die in a minute, what would you say?' And I was so annoyed, I said: '59, 58, 57...' I thought it was funny, he didn't..."
And then Joon couldn't help it, but burst out laughing.
Cheolyong is just too funny.
Sometimes Joon thinks Cheolyong is too polite.
The first time he brought Cheolyong to his home, he was so nervous, he was sure he would never stop shaking.
They had agreed to not tell anything about them, it should only be a normal meeting.
During dinner, Joon was so thankful that Cheolyong was there with him, he could never express it into words. Grown up with celebraties, the younger knew exactly how to react, how to answer and how to smile. Joon couldn't stop smiling when Cheolyong got into a discussion with his father.
When they left, Cheolyong didn't stop waving to his mother, who was standing in the window, smiling. Joon shook his head, grabbed the waving hand and brought it to his lips. The younger opened his eyes wide and whispered a frantic 'What are you doing?', but Joon just smiled and looked at his mother.
She smiled and nodded.
Most of the time Joon can't think of anything else, but how cute Cheolyong is.
"Oh my god, I told you not to LOOK!"
Joon laughed at Cheolyong who was desperatly trying to hide himself from the other.
"Oh, I knew showering wasn't a good idea...", the younger whined and rested his forehead on the cold tiles.
"Oh, come on, you have nothing I didn't see before..."
"Are you saying, you showered with other men?!" Cheolyong turned around and glared at the older man, who only laughed.
"I don't know if you realized, but I have the same bits you have... And no, you are taking my virginity in 'showering with other men', right now..."
Cheolyong blushed prettily and turned around again. "Good."
Hugging the younger from behind, Joon couldn't help but whisper: "You are so cute."
Joon thinks Cheolyong is the best thing that happend in his life.
When he tells Cheolyong this, the younger blushes, stammers, looks at his hands, bites his lower lip, cocks his head to one side and then whispers: "You are, too."
Joon grabs Cheolyong's face with both his hands and kisses him.