Happiness
Happiness
G
OT5 gen; Changmin-centric
Fluff
295 words
Sort of sequel to Warmth
It's the morning after MKMF, and Changmin decides to stay in bed, letting the other four spoil him.
Changmin opens his eyes and rubs them, glad they don’t feel sore. He tries to stretch but finds his arms (and legs and body) weighed down. His eyebrows twitch as he looks down at the four other people who were in his bed.
He ponders over what he should do; he eventually settles for simply wrenching his arms and legs away and uses them to push Yunho, Jaejoong, Yoochun, Junsu, and Yoochun onto the floor.
At the ensuing thuds, he wonders if he woke up the people who lived under them, but he knows for certain that he had woken up the other four awake by their groans.
He closes his eyes and rolls over, using his entire body to take up all the space in his bed before the others fully wakes up. He couldn’t quite hide the smile that twitches at his mouth at Jaejoong’s grumble, “Stupid Changmin. We cared enough to check up on him during the night, and this is how he repays us?”
He hears Yunho’s chuckle. “It’s all right, Jaejoong-ah. Let’s just go make breakfast,” and Yunho says, in a stage whisper, “Let’s make the foods Changmin detests.” Junsu’s muffled laughter and Yoochun’s amused, half asleep grunt carries easily across the room, making Changmin want to sit up and glare at them.
Instead, he decides to stay silent until they’re about to leave his room, and he murmurs in their general direction, with his eyes closed, “Go ahead and make them. I’ll still eat them.”
He glances at them from the corner of his eye, and smiles.
Jaejoong rolls his eyes at him affectionately as he leaves, waving his hand at him in mock annoyance.
Changmin grins, and decides to stay in bed until someone calls him for breakfast.
G
OT5 gen; Changmin-centric
Fluff
295 words
Sort of sequel to Warmth
It's the morning after MKMF, and Changmin decides to stay in bed, letting the other four spoil him.
Changmin opens his eyes and rubs them, glad they don’t feel sore. He tries to stretch but finds his arms (and legs and body) weighed down. His eyebrows twitch as he looks down at the four other people who were in his bed.
He ponders over what he should do; he eventually settles for simply wrenching his arms and legs away and uses them to push Yunho, Jaejoong, Yoochun, Junsu, and Yoochun onto the floor.
At the ensuing thuds, he wonders if he woke up the people who lived under them, but he knows for certain that he had woken up the other four awake by their groans.
He closes his eyes and rolls over, using his entire body to take up all the space in his bed before the others fully wakes up. He couldn’t quite hide the smile that twitches at his mouth at Jaejoong’s grumble, “Stupid Changmin. We cared enough to check up on him during the night, and this is how he repays us?”
He hears Yunho’s chuckle. “It’s all right, Jaejoong-ah. Let’s just go make breakfast,” and Yunho says, in a stage whisper, “Let’s make the foods Changmin detests.” Junsu’s muffled laughter and Yoochun’s amused, half asleep grunt carries easily across the room, making Changmin want to sit up and glare at them.
Instead, he decides to stay silent until they’re about to leave his room, and he murmurs in their general direction, with his eyes closed, “Go ahead and make them. I’ll still eat them.”
He glances at them from the corner of his eye, and smiles.
Jaejoong rolls his eyes at him affectionately as he leaves, waving his hand at him in mock annoyance.
Changmin grins, and decides to stay in bed until someone calls him for breakfast.