[2PM/Kara] Flipped, Backsides Up
flipped, backsides up
junho/gyuri; pg-13; ~1500w
junho likes dominant girls.
Gyuri honestly doesn’t feel bad that she has zero votes - she knows she’s a bit too much to handle with her high maintenance ways and overall overwhelming personality. She’s way too used to it which is why she’s able to deal with that ridiculous host’s otherwise embarrassing comments.
“Come on now. There must be someone that likes Gyuri ssi. Anyone? Please be honest and raise your hand.”
Gyuri rolled her eyes because honestly it’s no use; she’s going to find a manly man someday. She has no use for these young ridiculous boys - why is everyone laughing? She blinked and gave Seungyeon a confused look. The other girl shook her head slightly and pointed. Gyuri followed her gaze to see 2PM’s Junho with a sheepish expression and a raised hand.
…Oh. Well then.
Gyuri sat back and gave everyone her usual smug look as if telling them, “see, one of them likes me,” though inside her stomach was doing flips and her heart was pounding abnormally hard.
It’s just a trick, she told herself. It’s just for publicity. Don’t dwell on it, Park Gyuri.
But despite her calm and rational words, the chaos within only seemed to increase. She dared to raise her head to catch Junho’s eyes. She froze when she saw that the boy had been staring at her the whole time.
He grinned his eye-crinkling grin before mouthing a, Hi noona.
Gyuri quickly turned away and stared down at her skirt, ears burning.
Holy shit.
“Dude,” Wooyoung clapped Junho on the back and winked at him. “I didn’t expect you to do that. But you know, it’s all for the fans, the fans. Hopefully no one mobs Gyuri ssi. Though I have to admit she’s pretty hot so - “
“I didn’t do it for publicity,” Junho interrupted casually flipping his phone open to check the time. Five minutes after the show had ended. Maybe she'd still -
"Wait what?" Wooyoung was staring at him, mouth open. "Are you serious? Park Gyuri? Like I said, she's hot and cool and pretty awesome but - "
"What what?" Taecyeon wandered over to the two with a big smile on his face. "Are you two fighting over Gyuri ssi?"
Wooyoung blanched. "What no - " but Junho was already glaring at him. He leaned in and flicked the other boy on the forehead before walking off. Stunned, Wooyoung turned to face Taecyeon, who was still grinning. "What the hell?"
Taecyeon shrugged. "Don't question the power of young love," he advised sagely.
"Shut your mouth Taec."
The other girls wouldn't stop giggling and staring at her as they walked to the van. Gyuri ignored them and decided to call shotgun for herself, getting ready to take out her compact and fix her hair when suddenly - "Noona!" She froze because she knows that voice and if Nicole's squeals didn't give it away, Seungyeon's knowing smirk did.
And there he is, next to her, bent over and panting in exhaustion. He looked up at her and beamed and Gyuri got the sudden urge to tousle his hair even more. Which she promptly ignored, of course. "Hi noona," he said shyly, cheeks lightly dusted pink.
Oh my god, part of Gyuri's brain screamed. He is adorable, what are you doing, jump him right now. Because he was adorable with his eye-crinkling smile, messy hair, and red cheeks and - shit.
Suddenly Gyuri felt like a pervert. A big one.
"Uh noona?" Junho asked, waving a hand in front of the dazed's Gyuri's face. Gyuri twitched.
Stop calling me noona, she wanted to scream but instead plastered on her usual smile. "Did you want something?"
And now Junho decided to be bashful, cheeks reddening even more and looking very much like a five-year old. Gyuri felt her self-control and self-respect slowly slipping away. Before she could explode, Junho shoved a piece of paper in her face and dashed away back to his bandmates.
Gyuri stared at the numbers on the paper.
...Oh. "Shit," she said out loud.
"You gave her your number?!" Chansung shrieked at Junho. Junho ignored the magnae and opted to cover his head with the blanket. It'd bee three hours and she still hadn't called or texted. And he didn't bother to get her number himself. So now he had to suffer. Great.
Chansung stared at the sulking lump that was Junho in mixture of fascination and disgust. "You are such a girl," he commented bluntly. Junho grunted in response. His life was so hard.
"Unni," Seungyeon shrieked. "Unni get out of the bathroom right now." She banged on the locked door desperately. "You have to call him before he loses interest!" Jiyoung and Hara huddled close behind her, watching with wide eyes.
"Let him lose interest," Gyuri hollered back. "Go away, you're ruining my private beauty time - "
"I got her phone!" Nicole spazzed excitedly. Gyuri felt her heart drop to her stomach. She immediately kicked the door open just in time to see Nicole dancing away, cell phone in hand. The other members followed Nicole, giggling all the way.
"Give it back!" Gyuri dashed after Nicole, eyes focused on her cell phone, and then she was promptly tackled to the ground, Hara's bony elbows jabbing at her side. As soon as she was immobile, Jiyoung sat on her stomach, preventing her escape.
"Jiyoung," Gyuri shrieked. "I'm disowning you forever!"
"Aw look Seungyeon, she already put his number in her contact list," Nicole cooed happily from the other room. "I'm sending him a text."
Gyuri twitched violently from under Hara and Jiyoung before pouncing.
"Hey," Nickhun hollered from the kitchen. "Junho just got a text. I think it's that Gyuri chick - "
Before Junho could even blink, half the members were already in the kitchen, clawing at a terrified Nickhun, reaching for his phone.
"I said I think!" Nickhun wailed when Junsu finally wrestled the phone from Chansung and Wooyoung. He opened Junho's phone with eager eyes that immediately dimmed up reading the text.
"Your girlfriend's an idiot," he said dryly. "Or, on crack."
Junho stared at the text in confusion.
"Hi Junho LAKJFLA mlcxkalskf oiejslc!"
Nicole screamed for mercy as Gyuri relentlessly pulled her arm back farther than it should bend. "I didn't mean to press send!"
After agonizing two weeks of nervous breakdowns and zero texts, Junho finally mustered the courage to approach Gyuri directly. Or rather, his bandmates had gotten sick of him hogging the TV to watch Titanic so he had an excuse to cry.
"This isn't a good idea," Junho murmured nervously as Wooyoung repeatedly rung the doorbell of the Kara apartment. Wooyoung ignored him and as soon as Hara opened the door with polite "Yes?" he shoved poor Junho through the door.
Hara smiled down at the terrified boy. "Hello Junho ssi." Junho whimpered. Hara's smile widened as she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the living room. "Leader!" she called loudly.
There was a crash and several loud swears before an irritated Gyuri stumbled into the room in nothing but a tank top and sweats. "What do you wan - " her mouth slid shut when she saw Junho.
There was silence for a moment. "...what," Gyuri managed to say. Hara beamed at her before skipping away.
"Have fun you two!"
Fun? the two thought weakly. They stood there awkwardly for a moment, Gyuri staring at the ground, Junho staring at the ceiling.
"I - " Junho started.
"Why - " Gyuri whispered.
They both froze. Then again:
"Why?" Gyuri asked helplessly. Junho looked at her for a while, trying to think of words to say.
"I...like dominant women," he said rather stupidly. Gyuri just stared at him, eyes narrowed and burning right through his soul.
Junho gulped and immediately turned around, deciding to show himself out, when suddenly something hit his ass really hard. He yelped and turned to see Gyuri with a rather smug look on her face.
"Oh, I'll give you a dominant woman."
Sh-She hits harder than Chansung!
And when Park Gyuri started dating Lee Junho, the world collapsed.
"What the fuck?!" Jaebum screamed over the phone with Taecyeon. "Is she some kinda cougar or something?"
Wooyoung tried not to cry when he saw Junho doing Gyuri's laundry. "You are so whipped," Chansung admonished, eyes glued on the ceiling to avoid looking at the purple lacy bra Junho had in his hands. Junho shrugged and stuck the rest of the clothes in the dryer.
"Ne, unni you really wear the pants don't you?" Jiyoung asked in wonder. Gyuri looked up from her magazine to give Jiyoung a little smile.
"Well that and...he loves me so yeah. I'd beat him if he broke my heart." With that, Gyuri went back to her reading, leaving a confused Jiyoung in her wake. The maknae went to Nicole and convinced her to do a little research on the mechanics behind Gyuri and Junho's relationship.
However, when they found a leather corset and handcuffs in Gyuri's closet, both vowed never to investigate the two of them ever again.
Taecyeon knew he shouldn't have asked but he did anyway. "Hey Junho, what are those red welts on your wrists?" Junho looked down at the offending scars and turned as red as a tomato.
"It's either handcuffs or lace. I have to keep my masculinity somehow," he mumbled, rubbing his wrists sorrowfully.
Taecyeon knew he shouldn't have asked.
junho/gyuri; pg-13; ~1500w
junho likes dominant girls.
Gyuri honestly doesn’t feel bad that she has zero votes - she knows she’s a bit too much to handle with her high maintenance ways and overall overwhelming personality. She’s way too used to it which is why she’s able to deal with that ridiculous host’s otherwise embarrassing comments.
“Come on now. There must be someone that likes Gyuri ssi. Anyone? Please be honest and raise your hand.”
Gyuri rolled her eyes because honestly it’s no use; she’s going to find a manly man someday. She has no use for these young ridiculous boys - why is everyone laughing? She blinked and gave Seungyeon a confused look. The other girl shook her head slightly and pointed. Gyuri followed her gaze to see 2PM’s Junho with a sheepish expression and a raised hand.
…Oh. Well then.
Gyuri sat back and gave everyone her usual smug look as if telling them, “see, one of them likes me,” though inside her stomach was doing flips and her heart was pounding abnormally hard.
It’s just a trick, she told herself. It’s just for publicity. Don’t dwell on it, Park Gyuri.
But despite her calm and rational words, the chaos within only seemed to increase. She dared to raise her head to catch Junho’s eyes. She froze when she saw that the boy had been staring at her the whole time.
He grinned his eye-crinkling grin before mouthing a, Hi noona.
Gyuri quickly turned away and stared down at her skirt, ears burning.
Holy shit.
“Dude,” Wooyoung clapped Junho on the back and winked at him. “I didn’t expect you to do that. But you know, it’s all for the fans, the fans. Hopefully no one mobs Gyuri ssi. Though I have to admit she’s pretty hot so - “
“I didn’t do it for publicity,” Junho interrupted casually flipping his phone open to check the time. Five minutes after the show had ended. Maybe she'd still -
"Wait what?" Wooyoung was staring at him, mouth open. "Are you serious? Park Gyuri? Like I said, she's hot and cool and pretty awesome but - "
"What what?" Taecyeon wandered over to the two with a big smile on his face. "Are you two fighting over Gyuri ssi?"
Wooyoung blanched. "What no - " but Junho was already glaring at him. He leaned in and flicked the other boy on the forehead before walking off. Stunned, Wooyoung turned to face Taecyeon, who was still grinning. "What the hell?"
Taecyeon shrugged. "Don't question the power of young love," he advised sagely.
"Shut your mouth Taec."
The other girls wouldn't stop giggling and staring at her as they walked to the van. Gyuri ignored them and decided to call shotgun for herself, getting ready to take out her compact and fix her hair when suddenly - "Noona!" She froze because she knows that voice and if Nicole's squeals didn't give it away, Seungyeon's knowing smirk did.
And there he is, next to her, bent over and panting in exhaustion. He looked up at her and beamed and Gyuri got the sudden urge to tousle his hair even more. Which she promptly ignored, of course. "Hi noona," he said shyly, cheeks lightly dusted pink.
Oh my god, part of Gyuri's brain screamed. He is adorable, what are you doing, jump him right now. Because he was adorable with his eye-crinkling smile, messy hair, and red cheeks and - shit.
Suddenly Gyuri felt like a pervert. A big one.
"Uh noona?" Junho asked, waving a hand in front of the dazed's Gyuri's face. Gyuri twitched.
Stop calling me noona, she wanted to scream but instead plastered on her usual smile. "Did you want something?"
And now Junho decided to be bashful, cheeks reddening even more and looking very much like a five-year old. Gyuri felt her self-control and self-respect slowly slipping away. Before she could explode, Junho shoved a piece of paper in her face and dashed away back to his bandmates.
Gyuri stared at the numbers on the paper.
...Oh. "Shit," she said out loud.
"You gave her your number?!" Chansung shrieked at Junho. Junho ignored the magnae and opted to cover his head with the blanket. It'd bee three hours and she still hadn't called or texted. And he didn't bother to get her number himself. So now he had to suffer. Great.
Chansung stared at the sulking lump that was Junho in mixture of fascination and disgust. "You are such a girl," he commented bluntly. Junho grunted in response. His life was so hard.
"Unni," Seungyeon shrieked. "Unni get out of the bathroom right now." She banged on the locked door desperately. "You have to call him before he loses interest!" Jiyoung and Hara huddled close behind her, watching with wide eyes.
"Let him lose interest," Gyuri hollered back. "Go away, you're ruining my private beauty time - "
"I got her phone!" Nicole spazzed excitedly. Gyuri felt her heart drop to her stomach. She immediately kicked the door open just in time to see Nicole dancing away, cell phone in hand. The other members followed Nicole, giggling all the way.
"Give it back!" Gyuri dashed after Nicole, eyes focused on her cell phone, and then she was promptly tackled to the ground, Hara's bony elbows jabbing at her side. As soon as she was immobile, Jiyoung sat on her stomach, preventing her escape.
"Jiyoung," Gyuri shrieked. "I'm disowning you forever!"
"Aw look Seungyeon, she already put his number in her contact list," Nicole cooed happily from the other room. "I'm sending him a text."
Gyuri twitched violently from under Hara and Jiyoung before pouncing.
"Hey," Nickhun hollered from the kitchen. "Junho just got a text. I think it's that Gyuri chick - "
Before Junho could even blink, half the members were already in the kitchen, clawing at a terrified Nickhun, reaching for his phone.
"I said I think!" Nickhun wailed when Junsu finally wrestled the phone from Chansung and Wooyoung. He opened Junho's phone with eager eyes that immediately dimmed up reading the text.
"Your girlfriend's an idiot," he said dryly. "Or, on crack."
Junho stared at the text in confusion.
"Hi Junho LAKJFLA mlcxkalskf oiejslc!"
Nicole screamed for mercy as Gyuri relentlessly pulled her arm back farther than it should bend. "I didn't mean to press send!"
After agonizing two weeks of nervous breakdowns and zero texts, Junho finally mustered the courage to approach Gyuri directly. Or rather, his bandmates had gotten sick of him hogging the TV to watch Titanic so he had an excuse to cry.
"This isn't a good idea," Junho murmured nervously as Wooyoung repeatedly rung the doorbell of the Kara apartment. Wooyoung ignored him and as soon as Hara opened the door with polite "Yes?" he shoved poor Junho through the door.
Hara smiled down at the terrified boy. "Hello Junho ssi." Junho whimpered. Hara's smile widened as she grabbed him by the arm and dragged him to the living room. "Leader!" she called loudly.
There was a crash and several loud swears before an irritated Gyuri stumbled into the room in nothing but a tank top and sweats. "What do you wan - " her mouth slid shut when she saw Junho.
There was silence for a moment. "...what," Gyuri managed to say. Hara beamed at her before skipping away.
"Have fun you two!"
Fun? the two thought weakly. They stood there awkwardly for a moment, Gyuri staring at the ground, Junho staring at the ceiling.
"I - " Junho started.
"Why - " Gyuri whispered.
They both froze. Then again:
"Why?" Gyuri asked helplessly. Junho looked at her for a while, trying to think of words to say.
"I...like dominant women," he said rather stupidly. Gyuri just stared at him, eyes narrowed and burning right through his soul.
Junho gulped and immediately turned around, deciding to show himself out, when suddenly something hit his ass really hard. He yelped and turned to see Gyuri with a rather smug look on her face.
"Oh, I'll give you a dominant woman."
Sh-She hits harder than Chansung!
And when Park Gyuri started dating Lee Junho, the world collapsed.
"What the fuck?!" Jaebum screamed over the phone with Taecyeon. "Is she some kinda cougar or something?"
Wooyoung tried not to cry when he saw Junho doing Gyuri's laundry. "You are so whipped," Chansung admonished, eyes glued on the ceiling to avoid looking at the purple lacy bra Junho had in his hands. Junho shrugged and stuck the rest of the clothes in the dryer.
"Ne, unni you really wear the pants don't you?" Jiyoung asked in wonder. Gyuri looked up from her magazine to give Jiyoung a little smile.
"Well that and...he loves me so yeah. I'd beat him if he broke my heart." With that, Gyuri went back to her reading, leaving a confused Jiyoung in her wake. The maknae went to Nicole and convinced her to do a little research on the mechanics behind Gyuri and Junho's relationship.
However, when they found a leather corset and handcuffs in Gyuri's closet, both vowed never to investigate the two of them ever again.
Taecyeon knew he shouldn't have asked but he did anyway. "Hey Junho, what are those red welts on your wrists?" Junho looked down at the offending scars and turned as red as a tomato.
"It's either handcuffs or lace. I have to keep my masculinity somehow," he mumbled, rubbing his wrists sorrowfully.
Taecyeon knew he shouldn't have asked.