you belong with me (1/9)
Title: You Belong with Me
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: PG-13
Length: Chaptered
Disclaimer: Not mine. ㅠㅠ
Summary: Simple YooSu romance. Inspired by the song “You Belong with Me” by Taylor Swift and championmugger’s “ Just Maybe...You Belong to Me.”
0 | interlude | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
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P A R T ONE: SEOLINJA
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you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
she's going off about something that you said
'cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
Junsu laughed, his resounding eun kyang kyang (1) bringing a smile on Yoochun’s face.
“Shingihada! (2) We should take a picture,” exclaimed the brunette. He leaned behind Yoochun to watch the older man fumble for a shot of the tiny snowman he’d crafted mere minutes ago.
Simply looking at the image in the tiny screen of his best friend’s phone made Junsu chortle again. “Twitter! Twitter, Yoochun!”
The blond’s enthusiasm was infectious. Yoochun chuckled as Junsu obstinately pestered him about tweeting the photo. “Aish! Alasseoyo, alasseoyo. (3) I got it.”
He thought of only posting the photo by itself, but after a second, he decided to tease his fans with something more; he typed in, ‘My girlfriend!!! The best!!! I love you!!’
“Eun kyang kyang! Neo michyeosseo! (4) Igeosi choego (5),” responded Junsu, pointing his finger at the tweet for emphasis.
The baritone’s warm breath hit the nape of Yoochun’s neck, and Yoochun froze briefly; goosebumps formed where Junsu’s breath had touched.
What was that all about? The older man glanced away from Junsu and furrowed his eyebrows in mild confusion, ignoring the strangest sensation of swelling in his loins. It must have been because he hadn’t seen Jinhee for almost two weeks now. His libido was getting testy, he supposed.
He tilted his head up once more to get a quick glimpse of his close band mate. The excited man grinned at Yoochun and did a ‘thumbs up’ before waltzing to Yoochun’s frozen ‘girlfriend.’
Yoochun shook his head in amusement at the sight of Junsu taking a frenzy of photos with his own mobile phone - the phone Junsu wouldn't replaced that had a crack on its screen.
Sometimes, Yoochun wondered how this juvenile man could be the oh-so-charismatic idol, Xiah Junsu. Either way, he was glad he'd decided on traveling up the mountains to spend time with Junsu and the staff. It had been a good day compared to the usual hectic schedule he was so adjusted to.
Hours later, Yoochun came to regret his tweet. Honestly, the fun of witnessing his fans’ initial panic was entertaining, but he didn’t think they would actually name the snow-woman or that his own girlfriend would go into a state of turmoil over the previously and supposedly humorous situation.
So he found himself having to explain to Jinhee through a very time-consuming and very expensive long-distance phone call that he was definitely not cheating on her with a girl called ‘Seolinja.’
“Anniya (6), Jinhee. It was just a joke. No, I’m not going behind your back. How can that even- Fuck! Why do you- Is it so hard to put a little trust in me?!”
Yoochun disconnected the call in a fit of rage. His whole body trembled. He would’ve been embarrassed by the rather humiliating scene he'd made in front of Junsu, but he was too goddamn irritated to give a shit.
“Is she upset?” asked Junsu, solemnly.
Yoochun huffed. “She’ll get over it.”
“I’m sorry; it was my fault for making you tweet the photo.”
“Ani (6), Junsu. It was a just a joke. We had fun, right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Then, everything’s good. Don’t worry.”
Junsu didn’t say anything.
After a passing moment, he simply gave Yoochun a gentle smile and placed a hand of support and comfort, on the other man's stiff shoulder. For the slightest minute, Yoochun could feel the contempt from Jinhee’s phone call gradually drifting away. Even then, Yoochun admitted that something small and indescribable was tingling inside of him as he admired Junsu’s beaming, almost angelic, face.
TBC…
Translations:
(1) The sound of Junsu’s laugher.
(2) That’s cool! (or “that’s awesome”)
(3) Alright, I got it.
(4) You’re crazy!
(5) This is the best!
(6) No.
A/N: I can’t even remember when Yoochun tweeted Seolinja and if Junsu was with him (which I doubt), so please try not to take into offense if the timing and everything here are wrong - especially as this is only fan fiction. Also, if you were confused by the abrupt introduction of Jinhee, it’d be best to check out the interlude before this part. ;-D Thanks for reading! ^^
Pairing: YooSu
Rating: PG-13
Length: Chaptered
Disclaimer: Not mine. ㅠㅠ
Summary: Simple YooSu romance. Inspired by the song “You Belong with Me” by Taylor Swift and championmugger’s “ Just Maybe...You Belong to Me.”
0 | interlude | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9
* * * * *
P A R T ONE: SEOLINJA
* * * * *
you're on the phone with your girlfriend, she's upset
she's going off about something that you said
'cause she doesn't get your humor like I do
Junsu laughed, his resounding eun kyang kyang (1) bringing a smile on Yoochun’s face.
“Shingihada! (2) We should take a picture,” exclaimed the brunette. He leaned behind Yoochun to watch the older man fumble for a shot of the tiny snowman he’d crafted mere minutes ago.
Simply looking at the image in the tiny screen of his best friend’s phone made Junsu chortle again. “Twitter! Twitter, Yoochun!”
The blond’s enthusiasm was infectious. Yoochun chuckled as Junsu obstinately pestered him about tweeting the photo. “Aish! Alasseoyo, alasseoyo. (3) I got it.”
He thought of only posting the photo by itself, but after a second, he decided to tease his fans with something more; he typed in, ‘My girlfriend!!! The best!!! I love you!!’
“Eun kyang kyang! Neo michyeosseo! (4) Igeosi choego (5),” responded Junsu, pointing his finger at the tweet for emphasis.
The baritone’s warm breath hit the nape of Yoochun’s neck, and Yoochun froze briefly; goosebumps formed where Junsu’s breath had touched.
What was that all about? The older man glanced away from Junsu and furrowed his eyebrows in mild confusion, ignoring the strangest sensation of swelling in his loins. It must have been because he hadn’t seen Jinhee for almost two weeks now. His libido was getting testy, he supposed.
He tilted his head up once more to get a quick glimpse of his close band mate. The excited man grinned at Yoochun and did a ‘thumbs up’ before waltzing to Yoochun’s frozen ‘girlfriend.’
Yoochun shook his head in amusement at the sight of Junsu taking a frenzy of photos with his own mobile phone - the phone Junsu wouldn't replaced that had a crack on its screen.
Sometimes, Yoochun wondered how this juvenile man could be the oh-so-charismatic idol, Xiah Junsu. Either way, he was glad he'd decided on traveling up the mountains to spend time with Junsu and the staff. It had been a good day compared to the usual hectic schedule he was so adjusted to.
Hours later, Yoochun came to regret his tweet. Honestly, the fun of witnessing his fans’ initial panic was entertaining, but he didn’t think they would actually name the snow-woman or that his own girlfriend would go into a state of turmoil over the previously and supposedly humorous situation.
So he found himself having to explain to Jinhee through a very time-consuming and very expensive long-distance phone call that he was definitely not cheating on her with a girl called ‘Seolinja.’
“Anniya (6), Jinhee. It was just a joke. No, I’m not going behind your back. How can that even- Fuck! Why do you- Is it so hard to put a little trust in me?!”
Yoochun disconnected the call in a fit of rage. His whole body trembled. He would’ve been embarrassed by the rather humiliating scene he'd made in front of Junsu, but he was too goddamn irritated to give a shit.
“Is she upset?” asked Junsu, solemnly.
Yoochun huffed. “She’ll get over it.”
“I’m sorry; it was my fault for making you tweet the photo.”
“Ani (6), Junsu. It was a just a joke. We had fun, right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Then, everything’s good. Don’t worry.”
Junsu didn’t say anything.
After a passing moment, he simply gave Yoochun a gentle smile and placed a hand of support and comfort, on the other man's stiff shoulder. For the slightest minute, Yoochun could feel the contempt from Jinhee’s phone call gradually drifting away. Even then, Yoochun admitted that something small and indescribable was tingling inside of him as he admired Junsu’s beaming, almost angelic, face.
TBC…
Translations:
(1) The sound of Junsu’s laugher.
(2) That’s cool! (or “that’s awesome”)
(3) Alright, I got it.
(4) You’re crazy!
(5) This is the best!
(6) No.
A/N: I can’t even remember when Yoochun tweeted Seolinja and if Junsu was with him (which I doubt), so please try not to take into offense if the timing and everything here are wrong - especially as this is only fan fiction. Also, if you were confused by the abrupt introduction of Jinhee, it’d be best to check out the interlude before this part. ;-D Thanks for reading! ^^