Being the Youngest.
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poppy_skyPairings: JaeMin
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: boyxboy.
A/N: I was bored, had a compulsive urge to write this down only to relalize I really don't like it but I haven't posted in a while so, why not? Didn't edit any of it and I wrote it when I was exhausted to please don't mind 'em mistakes hehehe.
Changmin hated being the maknae.
Being the maknae meant that he got less screen time during shows and was the chosen target for his hyungdeul many jokes. But it was at night, when everybody was asleep and he was watching the arms of the clock go around in their never faltering pace during the most gruesome task he got that he really wished he was older.
He hated having to sit in the living room with a book open but not really focusing on the blurry mess his tired brain made out of the letters.
He hated how he would always lose his place in the book when he finally dozed off and the book slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor closing itself.
He hated how at 3 A.M the banging on the door followed by too loud laughter would wake him up in alarm, hurrying to open the door and hoping the neighbors weren’t bothered.
He hated opening the door to an armful of drunk Jaejoong who had no consideration for him as he arrived as late as he could and giggled just next to Changmin’s ear while he clung for support from the tall man in his drunken stupor.
He hated how that bastard Hyunjoong would wave at him with that stupid grin plastered on his face when he closed the door and left, his laughter clearly heard until he went inside the building’s elevator.
He hated having to take off Jaejoong’s shoes at the door because the eldest insisted on wearing boots when going out, knowing how hard they were to take off, even more with the man giggling and kicking around.
He hated having to lead Jaejoong to his room, hands firmly holding a slim waist and fingers pressed against feverishly hot skin revealed by a bunched up shirt. The shorter man would bump into everything even with Changmin’s support.
He hated undressing Jaejoong. Getting way-too-tight jeans past his knees was really troublesome and when he finally got them off he would be sweating like he had worked out for hours.
He hated how Jaejoong then would turn to look at him with hooded eyes and a dangerous smile. He hated how his hands started sweating and he stood paralyzed under the older man’s gaze.
He hated how Jaejoong would use that moment to kiss him. His mouth tasted like ashtray and the sour taste of too much alcohol but still Changmin kissed him back.
He hated how his fingers itched to touch the older man and how disappointed Jaejoong looked when he moved away from him with unsure steps before passing out from exhaustation.
He hated how he worried all night (or what was left of it) about Jaejoong remembering the kiss. He tossed and turned around in bed, giving up on sleep at 6:30 A.M. when Yunho went to wake them up.
He hated how the leader would allow Jaejoong to go out drinking and have Changmin wait him up when on the morning after both looked like death.
He how Jaejoong would greet him “Good morning” as if nothing had happened, how his tired eyes would give nothing away.
Changmin would offer a stiff smile back and focused on his breakfast. What he hated the most was how, when morning came around, Jaejoong would never remember.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: boyxboy.
A/N: I was bored, had a compulsive urge to write this down only to relalize I really don't like it but I haven't posted in a while so, why not? Didn't edit any of it and I wrote it when I was exhausted to please don't mind 'em mistakes hehehe.
Changmin hated being the maknae.
Being the maknae meant that he got less screen time during shows and was the chosen target for his hyungdeul many jokes. But it was at night, when everybody was asleep and he was watching the arms of the clock go around in their never faltering pace during the most gruesome task he got that he really wished he was older.
He hated having to sit in the living room with a book open but not really focusing on the blurry mess his tired brain made out of the letters.
He hated how he would always lose his place in the book when he finally dozed off and the book slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor closing itself.
He hated how at 3 A.M the banging on the door followed by too loud laughter would wake him up in alarm, hurrying to open the door and hoping the neighbors weren’t bothered.
He hated opening the door to an armful of drunk Jaejoong who had no consideration for him as he arrived as late as he could and giggled just next to Changmin’s ear while he clung for support from the tall man in his drunken stupor.
He hated how that bastard Hyunjoong would wave at him with that stupid grin plastered on his face when he closed the door and left, his laughter clearly heard until he went inside the building’s elevator.
He hated having to take off Jaejoong’s shoes at the door because the eldest insisted on wearing boots when going out, knowing how hard they were to take off, even more with the man giggling and kicking around.
He hated having to lead Jaejoong to his room, hands firmly holding a slim waist and fingers pressed against feverishly hot skin revealed by a bunched up shirt. The shorter man would bump into everything even with Changmin’s support.
He hated undressing Jaejoong. Getting way-too-tight jeans past his knees was really troublesome and when he finally got them off he would be sweating like he had worked out for hours.
He hated how Jaejoong then would turn to look at him with hooded eyes and a dangerous smile. He hated how his hands started sweating and he stood paralyzed under the older man’s gaze.
He hated how Jaejoong would use that moment to kiss him. His mouth tasted like ashtray and the sour taste of too much alcohol but still Changmin kissed him back.
He hated how his fingers itched to touch the older man and how disappointed Jaejoong looked when he moved away from him with unsure steps before passing out from exhaustation.
He hated how he worried all night (or what was left of it) about Jaejoong remembering the kiss. He tossed and turned around in bed, giving up on sleep at 6:30 A.M. when Yunho went to wake them up.
He hated how the leader would allow Jaejoong to go out drinking and have Changmin wait him up when on the morning after both looked like death.
He how Jaejoong would greet him “Good morning” as if nothing had happened, how his tired eyes would give nothing away.
Changmin would offer a stiff smile back and focused on his breakfast. What he hated the most was how, when morning came around, Jaejoong would never remember.
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 05:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 05:35 am (UTC)The last one wasn't a sad one!
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:39 am (UTC)The last one was a sexy one. ;-D You write goooooood sexiness. Kekekekekeke
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:04 pm (UTC)I try ♥
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 02:34 pm (UTC)i bet jj remembers ^_~
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:05 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2011-03-12 05:40 pm (UTC)^^ Thanks for this!!
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Date: 2011-03-12 11:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 11:38 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!
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Date: 2011-03-13 12:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-13 03:49 am (UTC)I have a thing for depressing JaeMin, I rarely write happy stuff about them for some strange reason.
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Date: 2011-03-15 05:18 am (UTC)Jae should remember the kiss!
Min should prevent Jaejoong to drink again and again!
And I hate your last words >.<
But thx for sharing :D
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Date: 2011-03-17 04:19 am (UTC)But if Jae doesn't drink then he doesn't kiss Minnie!!
Thanks for reading hun ♥
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Date: 2011-11-02 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-11-02 10:13 pm (UTC)Changmin gets the worst chore :/