Group(s): Super Junior, DBSK
Pairing(s): Yoochun x Changmin, Yoochun x Eunhyuk, Changmin x Kyuhyun, Eunhyuk x Junsu, Kibum x Junsu
Summary: It started simple enough. Yoochun had come over to Changmin's place to get the younger to help him figure out how to keep Junsu away from his Eunhyuk. A cat fight broke out and Kyuhyun had walked in on them. Just as fast as he appeared, he disappeared.
"He doesn't hate you; you know that right, Chunnie?" Changmin said softly trying to calm down his friend who was pacing back in forth in his living room, looking like he was going to pop a blood vessel and kill someone any moment now.
"Then why'd he say so?" Yoochun snapped at Changmin, stopping in his pacing and pointing a finger at Changmin accusingly.
"He's insecure right now. Things are changing for him." Changmin said calmly, not at all frightened or hurt by the accusation tone in Yoochun's voice.
"For him? Things are changing for me too here! For the past 4 years, I've done everything that I can for him. I loved him, cared for him, comforted him, treated him like family and stayed with him when he was having his breakdown. He's everything to me. And now what? That bastard comes back and he wants to just pack up and leave? Has the past 4 years meant nothing to him?"
"The past 4 years that you were there for him, you mean?"
"Okay, just checking. No need to yell."
Ignoring Changmin's comment, Yoochun continued to rant and lash out at Changmin.
"I've been there for him since day one while that bastard was off in fucking Japan with his pretty little slut making fucking babies!"
"Is that how you really feel? Is that how you really think he thinks of the past four years of it being nothing or that you mean nothing to him?"
Yoochun's eyes grew wide then they narrowed into slits, staring Changmin down with so much hate and anger.
"Shut the fuck up Shim Changmin."
"Why? It's true. You're jealous, hurt and broken hearted. You feel powerless against Junsu. You feel powerless over his bond with Eunhyuk. You feel that your bond with Eunhyuk can never measure up to what Eunhyuk and him have. You hate the fact that he just suddenly waltz back into the picture and ruined everything that you have."
"What the hell do you expect me to do Changmin? Keep Eunhyuk away from that fucker?"
"I don't want you to do anything Yoochun. It's what you want that worries me. They're best friends. You can't keep them a part."
"Were best friends."
"Best friends will always be best friends. Especially if they're both willing to mend their friendship and be best buds again."
"So? I can try."
"Junsu's going to take him away when he's mine."
"You don't know that. I don't know that. Only Junsu knows what he's going to do."
"Yeah, take Eunhyuk away and whisk him to Japan."
"You never know. They might just stay in Seoul instead."
"You're not helping Changmin."
"Yeah, well I'm not here to help. I'm here to make sure you don't do something stupid like kidnap Eunhyuk, knock him out, tie him to your bed then go after Junsu and beat the shit out of him."
"Actually, that's not half bad." Yoochun pondered, taking the time to go over exactly what Eunhyuk knocked out, tied to his bed would be like and what he'd do to the boy.
Annoyed, Changmin took one of the very convenient phonebooks lying on the ground next to the foot of the coffee table and chucked it at Yoochun, hitting him right in the gut, just inches above his manhood.
Yoochun gasped out in pain, clutching onto his stomach, and falling to the ground.
"WHAT THE FUCK CHANGMIN!"
"Be glad I didn't aim lower."
"What the fuck was that for?" Yoochun breathed out heavily, trying not to move too much from his spot on the ground.
"You were supposed to come here and rant on about how Junsu is stealing your Eunhyuk away, not day dream about kidnapping him and having a boner in my living room."
"I was not getting a boner, okay!" Yoochun defended.
"I have more class than that." He said looking at Changmin as if that was something Changmin would do.
"Don't be looking at me like that. I actually have the decency to do that in the privacy of my bedroom, not in the middle of other people's living room and you were getting there. Thinking about what you'd do to Eunhyuk once you kidnap him. I know that strip club look."
"What strip club look?" Yoochun asked, now thinking that his dongsaeng really needed to get laid. Fast. Or a boyfriend. Whichever comes first.
"The look with your head looking upwards, mouth hanging wide open, eyes filled with lust and desire, drool starting to form, and your hand slowly making its way down to the front of your pants and stroking yourself. Looking like a total pervert."
"I was not stroking myself!"
"You would have soon enough if I didn't throw the phonebook at you."
"Whatever. So back to me-"
"Will you shut up and let me talk!!"
"Changmin I'm going to strangle the pretty little neck of yours if you don't shut up and let me talk!"
"Okay, one, I am letting you talk and two, flattery will get you nowhere."
"Okay, thank you and ew! I am not interested in you."
"Good, cause if you were Junsu would have no competition. It'd be even easier for him to take Eunhyuk away."
"I hate you." Yoochun glared eyes as thin as slits. He would have looked really menacing if it weren't for the pout hanging from his lips.
"Love you too Chunnie." Changmin said blandly, opening a bag of chips and eating them.
"Will you stop eating and pay attention to me?"
"Stop ordering me around and just talk already. Seriously the things I have to put up with when you're being an attention craving whore."
"I am NOT an attention craving whore!"
"Yeah you are!"
"I don't crave for attention!"
"Whatever you not attention craving person but a whore and start telling me your devious plan to get Junsu to stay away from Eunhyuk."
"Fine." Yoochun huffed.
Changmin sat the one couch, eating his bag of chips waiting for Yoochun to tell him his awesome plan. He sat there waiting for 5 minutes and the older man hadn't said a word.
"You got nothing huh?"
"Yeah." Yoochun sighed.
There was a moment of silence before Yoochun spoke up again.
"You need to get laid." Yoochun said randomly, the first thing that popped into his head which was actually something he had been thinking Changmin really needed.
"Or a boyfriend. Whichever comes first."
"WHAT THE FUCK? That's so random!"
"Eh, I can't think of anything."
"So you think of my sex life?"
"Lack of sex life." Yoochun corrected.
"How do you know if I'm not getting any?"
"If you were, you wouldn't be at home on a Saturday morning."
"I see. Have it ever crossed your mind that unlike you Yoochun, normal people are at home on Saturday morning either sleeping in or lazing around at home?"
"You're not lazing around or sleeping. That's not normal then."
"Don't be using my words against me and I would be sleeping if you hadn't called me nonstop then showed up at my door and demanded for me to let you in otherwise you'd scream of all the things I've done with my past boyfriends and how far we got in the relationship."
"Pfhh. That means nothing."
"To you. I want to continue living here thank you. I don't need the entire building to know of what I did with my ex-boyfriends."
"Whatever." Yoochun said, really bored and really brain dead.
"Use your brain and think of a plan instead of talking about my sex life."
"Lack of sex life."
"There isn't a lack of it!"
"Oh really?" Yoochun asked, tilting his head to the side and giving Changmin a side-ways glance.
"Yeah!" Changmin snapped. Yoochun was really starting to get on his nerves.
"For your information I have a boyfriend!"
"SERIUOSLY?!" Yoochun asked, eyes growing twice their normal size.
"When did that happen?"
"A while now." Changmin said nonchalantly, going back to eating his chips.
"How long is a while now?"
"A couple months."
"Specifically?" Yoochun asked, getting up from the floor and sitting next to Changmin, staring the younger down with his eyes.
"I dunno, about six months or something."
"Six months?! You've been together for half a year and you didn't tell me? Your best friend that you had a boyfriend??!!" Yoochun half sobbed, hurt that Changmin didn't include him in his life.
"Okay, one I do include you in my life, two it just never came up and three it's not like we're serious or anything."
"Wha-cha-wei-how'd. Oh screw that. Not serious?? You're together for HALF A YEAR! And you didn't tell me?!" Yoochun said now really starting to tear up.
"Oh, quit acting like a cry baby. It's not that big of a deal. We're not serious or anything."
"But you've been together for half a year!"
"And we haven't gotten very far in our relationship."
"Have you been on dates?"
"Have you slept over at each other's places?"
"Meet each other's parents?"
"Did you two have sex?"
"Then how the hell is that not serious?? You meet each other's parents for crying out loud!"
"It's not like we talked about marriage or anything. Just a simple casual dinner."
"Stop eating." Yoochun ordered, grabbing the practically empty bag of chips and throwing it on the floor.
"Do you love this person?"
"Do you like this person and possibly in the near future love them?"
"Do you like their parents?"
"Do they like you?"
"Do you realize what this means?"
"No but I'm sure you're going to tell me."
"You could end up marrying this person in the near future."
"That's ridiculous. I'm not going to marry Kyu."
"Kyu? Weird name for a girl."
"Who said I was dating a girl."
"So this 'Kyu' is a guy?!" Yoochun asked shocked beyond words.
"You're gay and you didn't tell me!!!!!!"
"You should know that I am."
"OHMYFUCKINGGOD!! Do you watch porn together? Gay porn?"
"Yeah occasionally when we're bored."
"Holy fucking shit! You two are so going to get married."
"Will you stop saying that? We're not going to get married."
"You love him."
"I do not."
"You love Kyu~" Yoochun sang in a sickly sweet high pitched voice.
"Why? Getting excited about thinking about your wedding?" Yoochun teased, poking Changmin in the ribs.
"Shut. Up." Changmin raised his voice in a warning tone, his eyes saying 'Don't push it otherwise I'll kick your ass'.
"Why? Scared I'm going to jinx it?"
"Okay! That's it!" Changmin roared, tackling Yoochun on the couch, one arm pinning Yoochun's arm above his head the other grabbing onto the front of Yoochun's shirt.
Yoochun not liking where this was going shifted his weight to flip them over. Smart move but he forgot they were on the couch. Changmin's back hit the ground with a thud, hitting his head against the floor with Yoochun on top of him.
Yoochun smirked. Their positions were reversed now.
The sounds of locks clicking, the door opening and footsteps went unnoticed by the pair on the floor.
"I got you." Yoochun smirked.
Glaring Changmin flipped Yoochun over so now he was straddling the older man.
"You're mine now." Changmin said smugly.
"He's yours is he?" Someone said in a icy tone that belong to neither of the two on the floor.
Changmin stopped his movements and snapped his head up, seeing the one person he dreaded most to see what he and Yoochun were doing right now. Their positions on the floor with Changmin on top of Yoochun hands, pressed against Yoochun's chest with Yoochun's legs propped up was definitely something besides screaming innocence especially with what he had just said.
"I came to return this to you and on the way I picked up your cake." The man said, placing a the brown box cake on the side table near the wall with small transparent with yellow hearts patterned gift bag placed next to the cake.
"Sorry for interrupting." The man said, turning and walked out the door.
Throughout the whole exchange Changmin had not said a single word nor had his eyes looked away from the man.
Yoochun had watched Changmin to the man to Changmin.
"That was Kyuhyun wasn't it?"
"Aren't you going to go after him?"
"It doesn't matter anymore."
"Of course it does! Go after him."
"There's no point."
"There isn't!" Changmin shouted, glaring at Yoochun, the first time his eyes moved from the spot where Kyuhyun was.
"He left! He just left me! He gave up on me and he doesn't trust me anymore! There's no point in going after him!" Changmin yelled, grabbing onto the front of Yoochun's shirt and lifting him inches above the ground, eyes staring directly at his, searching and demanding his soul to try to say that again.
"You don't know that." Yoochun said calmly. No matter how much Changmin was freaking him out right now, he had to be strong and not crack. If he does then Changmin would too.
"I do. If hadn't seen that then we'd be sharing that cake right now. The cake I'm sure that has something he had wanted me to read. And that bag, inside that bag, you can see the black box. The black box that I had given to him 2 months, 20 days and 14 hours ago. That black box for him to be mine forever. The black box that would have been opened and the one piece inside would have made him mine."
"You still have a chance."
"I don't. He left the keys behind."
"The key to your heart?"
"No the keys to my place. Our place. The place that where we would live together if he said yes to being mine right next to the cake box."
"I can explain to him if you want."
"It's fine. You have Junsu and Eunhyuk to think about. Save your love life first." Changmin said, getting off of Yoochun and walking over to the side table where Kyuhyun left everything. Holding them, Changmin walked back to the couch and placed them on the coffee table.
"Yeah but this is really serious."
"Isn't Junsu trying to steal Eunhyuk away from you more important?"
"Eunhyuk is important to me but so are you Changmin." Yoochun said sitting down next to Changmin and draping an arm over the younger's shoulders.
Changmin closed his eyes and leaned into Yoochun's touch. They sat there on the couch, Changmin cuddled into Yoochun's side with Yoochun's head resting on top of Changmin's. They sat there for seconds to minutes to hours. Neither saying a word. Both thinking of the one they love and missing them dearly.
A/N: it was supposed to be a fluff fic then it turned out like this.... -__-
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