Title:SonSaengNim Eyelashes 7
Title:SonSaengNim Eyelashes
Author: Suju_shinki
Length: 7/?
Pairing: Yoosu
Genre: crackish, fluffiss angstish.
Rating: NC-17
Seven
“Hyung, I couldn't find the ones you wanted and I know you don't smoke lights so-” Junsu froze. The person sitting on Yoochun's couch wasn't his boyfriend.
“Junsu? What are you doing here?” Kim Sonsaengnim asked, looking as confused as Junsu felt.
“I...I just...I watch Yoochun's-I mean hyung's-I mean Park Sonsaengnim's...” and while he was correcting himself to save their asses he forgot what his excuse was going to be “ ...fish...”
“I didn't know Yoochunnie had fish,” Kim Sonseangnim sounding way too happy for Junsu's liking. “Where are they?”
“They died,” Junsu said flatly, the feeling of having to protect their secret subsiding at the word 'Yoochunnie'.
“Oh...that's sad. I'm sure it wasn't your fault,” he said and got up from the couch. Junsu backed away slowly, not knowing what the hell he was supposed to do next.
“So I guess Park Sonsaengnim isn't home?” He had almost added the 'anymore' after that, because Yoochun had been home fifteen minutes ago right before he had sent Junsu to get him a pack of cigarettes, but Kim Sonsaengnim didn't have to know that.
“Nope. He's not answering his phone and I found the door unlocked so I decided to wait inside for him. He only leaves the door unlocked when he's sure he'll be back fast,” Jaejoong explained and Junsu had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. He knew that.
“So, you watched Yoochunnie's fish?” there's that word again. “I heard you were pretty busy with studying and soccer and more important stuff? You must have a lot of energy,” Kim Sonsaengnim said and Junsu hated the supportive crap that seemed to be pouring out of him.
“I like being productive,” Junsu said. “I'll be going now. I just wanted to tell Yoochunnie that I'm sorry about his dead fish, but since he's not here I'll just wait until tomorrow. So...bye-” Junsu turned around and instead of finding an empty hallway, he bumped into someone, making him take a step back.
“Well this is awkward.”
“Yoochunnie,” Kim Sonsaengnim said, a sad look on his face. He moved forward, passed Junsu and up to his boyfriend. Yoochun looked utterly confused and stared at his friend and then at Junsu, until Kim Sonsaengnim wrapped him in a tight hug. “I'm so sorry about your fish.”
“My fish,” Yoochun stated, looking over Kim Sonsaengnim's shoulder at Junsu for an explanation.
“I told him about how I used to watch your fish and that they died and that I came here to apologize..again. I'm sorry.”
“You must feel terrible,” Kim Sonsaengnim said, still not letting Yoochun go. “I remember how much you cried when your dog died.”
“Junsu, you can go now,” Yoochun said, giving him a look.
“But you seem so upset Sonsaengnim,” Junsu said. And I didn't put on my underwear before leaving to get you your freaking cigarettes. “I feel guilty about killing your fish.”
“That's okay. I'm sure someone your age has something better to do on Saturday night, anyway.” Yoochun voice was gentle, but his face was anything but. The glare Junsu got told him that it wasn't the time to be clingy or jealous,but why the hell was that asshole still holding on to his boyfriend?
“I'm fine, Jaejoong,” Yoochun assured his friend and pushed him away, gently. “Goodbye, Junsu.”
And that's how Junsu ended up going home without his underwear.
“Why the hell did you leave?”
“I didn't know he was coming, I swear. I just remembered that the place I sent you were out of the cigarettes I smoke and that that was the reason I didn't get them earlier in the first place. So I went out to get them myself-”
“You could have called me.”
“You left your phone and it's still here by the way, ringing every god damn second. How many people do you know? I turned it off.”
“It's called being popular. You wouldn't know how that feels.”
“I'm hanging up.”
“Wait, wait. Just turn my phone off for now. Bring it for me tomorrow.”
“Together with your underwear?”
“You can keep that as a reminder of the day we almost got caught. Hey...”
“Yeah?”
“Did Kim Sonsaengnim leave?”
“About an hour ago, Junsu. He only came by to see if I wanted to go out with him and Changmin. Don't worry about it.”
“Yeah, because why would I worry, right? I mean he's was just all over you, feeling you up right in front of me and I couldn't do a damn thing about it. But no worries. Of course.”
“Sarcasm suits you so well.”
“Yeah, you too.”
“But seriously, I'm sorry we had to cut it short tonight. I'll make it up to you next week, okay?”
“That..or you could make it up to me in a half an hour.”
“Junsu, don't-”
“Got to hang up. My mom doesn't have any minutes left. See in a bit bye!”
“Junsu, wait-”
Beep. Beep. Beep.
“You're a crazy fuck, you know that? What if you're parents find out that instead of being their wonderful, sleeping little boy, you're out having sex with your male teacher?” Yoochun asked, but the smile on his face told Junsu he was more than welcome.
“I'm sorry, but I just couldn't have Kim Sonsaengnim being the last person you saw tonight,” Junsu grinned and kicked of his shoes.
“Coffee?” Yoochun suggested walking further into his appartment.
“I thought you mentioned something about having sex with my male teacher?” Junsu frowned.
Yoochun sighed and pulled Junsu into a hug. “I like you, you know that?”
“That's gross, Yoochun,” Junsu snorted, but closed his arms around Yoochun's waist as well. They fell onto the couch, Yoochun first, Junsu on top of him.
“What?” Junsu asked when he noticed Yoochun staring at him.
“I like you, you know that?”
“You mean you like my piercing, right?” Junsu chuckled, darting out his tongue to lick the tip of Yoochun's nose, making him squirm under him.
“That too,” he said. “That too.”
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yesterday we went to an amusement park with about 8 friend and even though it was raining most of the day, man did we have fun XD
it included my bf going: 'Look it's a goat! I mean a sheep! I mean a camal!" it was a man in a Kangeroo suit.
It also included one of my friends dropping his pants about 4 times just to show us he was wearing swimming trunks under him, because for some reason he doubted we believed him. The fift time we just took away his pants and he walked around in his swimming trunks for the rest of the day. Came in handy at the water raft thingy. My pants got wet and they laughed at me so i had to spray them too D8
all in all, what a great day that was.
so how are your lives?