this is just all fun and games
this is just all fun and games
Yunho/Changmin
Fluff; PG, 715 words.
Yunho doesn’t get to tease Changmin often, so he makes the most out of this opportunity.
Inspired by this picture from the 1st Look photo shoot.
It’s almost near the end of their photo shoot, and Yunho’s getting his makeup and hair retouched. Changmin’s on the other side of the room, looking at the prior pictures, when the photographer asks them to get ready for the next round of shooting.
There are two stools on the platform when they get there, and Yunho barely manages to sit on the larger one before Changmin does. When Changmin glares at him, Yunho has to smile.
“I’m older, Changmin-ah,” Yunho says. “Let me rest.”
“Rest, my ass,” Changmin snorts as he gingerly balances on the other stool, facing the photographer. “I didn’t see you resting last night when you were re-reading your One Piece stash.”
At the photographer’s let’s begin!, Yunho slouches in his seat and stretches his legs out underneath Changmin’s seat. “That’s why I need to rest today! I’m tired from staying up late last night.”
“Right.” Changmin’s legs - which Yunho hates to admit are just a tiny bit longer than his - cross, and he puts his elbows on the higher knee.
“I’m so glad you agree.” Yunho’s feeling evil today. Even though he knows he’s going to pay for it later, he raises one of his legs and places his foot on top of Changmin’s crossed legs. The camera’s flashing in a steady beat, and right when the photographer’s about to click the camera again, he quickly pushes his foot into Changmin’s side.
Changmin topples off just as the camera flashes.
-
“I am going to strangle you, Jung Yunho,” Changmin hisses. He’s back on the small stool, after having his hair fixed. He’d brushed it off as an accident to the staff, even though Yunho’s pretty sure most of them saw him push Changmin off. The suppressed smiles and chuckles disguised as coughs give them away.
“Aw, I love you too, Changmin,” Yunho teases. He doesn’t bother hiding his smile; it’s not often he gets to bully the younger man, so he exploits his opportunities as much as he can whenever he gets the chance.
The shooting starts again, and this time, Changmin’s facing him - the slightly narrowed eyes focused on Yunho’s every move promise revenge, right when he least expects it.
Just to make sure Changmin doesn’t do something diabolical such as pull his chair from underneath him - it wouldn’t be the first time he’s tried it - Yunho shifts in his seat to face him. He’s about to scrunch up his eyebrows and try to make Changmin laugh when Changmin’s legs move to go under his stool. Yunho immediately lifts his own legs and places them on top of Changmin’s; he then puts his hands into his pockets and just stares.
“What?” Changmin asks defensively. “I was just -”
“Uh huh.”
He can hear the coughs getting louder, and it’s getting hard trying to keep himself from laughing.
Just then, the camera flashes, and the photographer then puts the camera down and says, “We’re done, Yunho-sshi and Changmin-sshi! Thanks for your hard work today!”
Yunho quickly flashes Changmin a grin before he stands up and bows. “Thank you!”
-
The two of them are standing in front of the laptop, where the photographer’s finished entering all of the pictures into it and is now fiddling with saturation, tones, and all of those photography terms Yunho has never understood but Changmin does.
He likes most of the ones he’s seen, but he’s mostly waiting for the last one.
When the photographer gets to it, he has to rub his hand across his mouth, almost as if he’s trying to stop himself from smiling - “What do you think about this one, Yunho-sshi, Changmin-sshi?”
“Mm, the lighting’s a bit wonky, don’t you think?” Changmin says as he leans over trying to get a better look.
The photographer hums as he adjusts the picture. He eventually ends with making the picture black and white - more serious, he says. When he’s done, he looks up at them and wordlessly asks if they approve.
“I like it,” Yunho declares. “Let’s put it with the approved pictures.”
“Yeah, let’s do that,” Changmin agrees. Before Yunho can express his surprise at Changmin’s approval, Changmin adds, “I rather like how Yunho-hyung’s looking constipated.”
The photographer and other staff surrounding them have to walk away, hands covering their mouths.
Yunho/Changmin
Fluff; PG, 715 words.
Yunho doesn’t get to tease Changmin often, so he makes the most out of this opportunity.
Inspired by this picture from the 1st Look photo shoot.
It’s almost near the end of their photo shoot, and Yunho’s getting his makeup and hair retouched. Changmin’s on the other side of the room, looking at the prior pictures, when the photographer asks them to get ready for the next round of shooting.
There are two stools on the platform when they get there, and Yunho barely manages to sit on the larger one before Changmin does. When Changmin glares at him, Yunho has to smile.
“I’m older, Changmin-ah,” Yunho says. “Let me rest.”
“Rest, my ass,” Changmin snorts as he gingerly balances on the other stool, facing the photographer. “I didn’t see you resting last night when you were re-reading your One Piece stash.”
At the photographer’s let’s begin!, Yunho slouches in his seat and stretches his legs out underneath Changmin’s seat. “That’s why I need to rest today! I’m tired from staying up late last night.”
“Right.” Changmin’s legs - which Yunho hates to admit are just a tiny bit longer than his - cross, and he puts his elbows on the higher knee.
“I’m so glad you agree.” Yunho’s feeling evil today. Even though he knows he’s going to pay for it later, he raises one of his legs and places his foot on top of Changmin’s crossed legs. The camera’s flashing in a steady beat, and right when the photographer’s about to click the camera again, he quickly pushes his foot into Changmin’s side.
Changmin topples off just as the camera flashes.
-
“I am going to strangle you, Jung Yunho,” Changmin hisses. He’s back on the small stool, after having his hair fixed. He’d brushed it off as an accident to the staff, even though Yunho’s pretty sure most of them saw him push Changmin off. The suppressed smiles and chuckles disguised as coughs give them away.
“Aw, I love you too, Changmin,” Yunho teases. He doesn’t bother hiding his smile; it’s not often he gets to bully the younger man, so he exploits his opportunities as much as he can whenever he gets the chance.
The shooting starts again, and this time, Changmin’s facing him - the slightly narrowed eyes focused on Yunho’s every move promise revenge, right when he least expects it.
Just to make sure Changmin doesn’t do something diabolical such as pull his chair from underneath him - it wouldn’t be the first time he’s tried it - Yunho shifts in his seat to face him. He’s about to scrunch up his eyebrows and try to make Changmin laugh when Changmin’s legs move to go under his stool. Yunho immediately lifts his own legs and places them on top of Changmin’s; he then puts his hands into his pockets and just stares.
“What?” Changmin asks defensively. “I was just -”
“Uh huh.”
He can hear the coughs getting louder, and it’s getting hard trying to keep himself from laughing.
Just then, the camera flashes, and the photographer then puts the camera down and says, “We’re done, Yunho-sshi and Changmin-sshi! Thanks for your hard work today!”
Yunho quickly flashes Changmin a grin before he stands up and bows. “Thank you!”
-
The two of them are standing in front of the laptop, where the photographer’s finished entering all of the pictures into it and is now fiddling with saturation, tones, and all of those photography terms Yunho has never understood but Changmin does.
He likes most of the ones he’s seen, but he’s mostly waiting for the last one.
When the photographer gets to it, he has to rub his hand across his mouth, almost as if he’s trying to stop himself from smiling - “What do you think about this one, Yunho-sshi, Changmin-sshi?”
“Mm, the lighting’s a bit wonky, don’t you think?” Changmin says as he leans over trying to get a better look.
The photographer hums as he adjusts the picture. He eventually ends with making the picture black and white - more serious, he says. When he’s done, he looks up at them and wordlessly asks if they approve.
“I like it,” Yunho declares. “Let’s put it with the approved pictures.”
“Yeah, let’s do that,” Changmin agrees. Before Yunho can express his surprise at Changmin’s approval, Changmin adds, “I rather like how Yunho-hyung’s looking constipated.”
The photographer and other staff surrounding them have to walk away, hands covering their mouths.