Underneath the Mistletoe
- Yoochun and Junsu -
"I just don't know anymore, hyung... do you know what I mean?" Junsu was confiding to Jaejoong, who was on his stomach reading a magazine. Junsu didn't get an answer, so he shook his hyung's shoulder. "Right, hyung?" his face was written with worry.
Jaejoong's head snapped over to look at him. He removed on of his earphones. "Wh-What did you say, Junsu?"
Cheeks puffing and brows pulled together, Junsu let an exasperate sigh escape from in between his lips. Jaejoong hadn't been listening to anything Junsu had told him. He could go to his other hyungs, but thought Changmin might've been too young to understand, and thought Yunho might've laughed if he told him.
What was Junsu's problem? If you asked, he'd give you a one-worded answer; a name.
Yoochun.
Speaking of him, Yoochun walked right through the door with several bags in his hands. "Hey, is anyone here?" he called out.
Timidly, Junsu popped his head out from their bedroom, a small smile on his face. "Welcome home, hyung," he greeted sheepishly. Yoochun returned the smile for a second, then his features became serious once again. Junsu's heart felt a little heavier at how Yoochun lacked responsiveness now a days.
As Yoochun was finished taking his shoes off, Junsu walked over quickly to Yoochun's side and pulled his arms around the taller mans' body, embracing him. "Chunnie?" Junsu spoke his name in an unsure voice.
Yoochun wrapped his strong arms around Junsu's small body and held him close. It was an all too short moment before Yoochun released Junsu and walked away, into the living room. Junsu sighed, and heard Changmin greet Yoochun.
He was acting differently now, Yoochun. Junsu didn't want to call it avoidance, say that Yoochun was mad at him, or that he was trying to ignore Junsu. All three of those could sum up what was happening, but Junsu refused to believe it.
'Have I done something wrong?' Junsu ran memories through his mind. 'Did I forget something important? A date or occasion?' Nothing could come to mind.
It felt wrong to ask Yoochun what was wrong, something that could be too personal. Junsu would have to figure it out on his own.
'Maybe I could persuade him...' Junsu thought.
Changmin left the living room and Junsu sought his chance to ask. He crept behind Yoochun, then leaped up to latch himself on Yoochun's back. Yoochun almost buckled under the added weight of Junsu's piggybacking, but the hooked his arms under Junsu's legs.
"Yoochunnie-ah," Junsu whispered in his ear. He could suddenly feel Yoochun's body go rigid from underneath him. "Is everything alright?" he asked a bit hesitantly. Yoochun turned his head to the side to look up at Junsu, looking into his dark depths.
He spoke huskily, "Everything's find Su-ah," Yoochun grunted as he shifted Junsu's weight. "Do you think you could hop off? Your duckbutt's kind of heavy."
Junsu grinned at the joke, but he also wasn't convinced. "Okay, I will." he paused, "Are you sure about that Chunnie?"
Yoochun nodded ruefully. Junsu caught his attention against before Yoochun could turn around. "Hey hyung, do you think I can give you your Christmas present early?" Junsu held up a small bunch of mistletoe above both of their heads.
Yoochun looked up at it, and suddenly smiled. "Do you know what I want for Christmas? The whole wide world." Junsu was slightly confused to what he wanted, but that was cleared up. "Or," Yoochun paused, "Something exactly the same but smaller... You, because you mean the world to me." Then their lips met.
Junsu's feet touched the ground as Yoochun put him down, but they never broke apart from one another. Yoochun's lips always had the softest touch, and the intensity of his passion blanked Junsu's mind. They both had their arms wound around each other like vices. Yoochun's tongue glided across Junsu's bottom lip. He moaned loudly and Yoochun took the upper hand, and then their tongues were dancing for dominance. Yoochun would always turn out to be the winner. So Junsu got him back by pushing him back up against a wall, grinding his hips pleasurably against Yoochun's. Junsu could catch Yoochun by surprise like that, gasping as Junsu got right up against him. They were both equally matched as lovers, being able to completely pleasure each other to pure ecstasy; though never getting so far due to...
"I think I left it in here--" Changmin walked back into the living room to be welcomed by the sight of Junsu and Yoochun. He gaped along with Jaejoong who was following right behind him.
Jaejoong's mouth was hanging open. "Wow..." he said. He reached up, quite a bit higher up, to cup his hand over Changmin's eyes. "Don't look Min!" Jaejoong laughed all the while.
Then Junsu pulled away from Yoochun's arms sharply, his face was brighter then Changmin's shirt. He turned from Yoochun and tried to hide his extremely embarassed face.
"Jaejoong, you're so loud. You interrupted them!" the youngest scolded. Changmin brought Jaejoong's hand down, his eyes rolling. "Plus, it's nothing I haven't seen before."
"Oh yeah, right," Jaejoong nodded sagely. "You get that a lot while watching porn all the time." He was shoved immediately into the wall, and Changmin grabbed his laptop and stormed out the room, a tinge of pink lighting his cheeks. Jaejoong shrugged, and followed after the youngest.
Junsu found relief once the two were gone. He looked around to Yoochun, but he saw that his expression wasn't very happy.
"Chunnie-ah? Uhm, what...?" Junsu began to feel uncomfortable by the heated gaze that Yoochun was sending him. Then his head inclined away from Junsu's worry drowned eyes, and stuffed his hands in his jeans. Yoochun was pacing around the living room, and then he folded his arms crossly over his chest. Finally after what seemed like several painful hours, Yoochun gazed over at Junsu. He asked what was supposed to be an easy question.
"Why?" It might've been easier to answer if the details were there. And they came only a little later in the form of needles.
"Why do you always pull away? You always do that. Whenever someone else is there when we're together like that?" Yoochun sank down in the sofa, the back of his hand resting on his forehead. Junsu stood there awkwardly, listening.
Yoochun continued. "It's like you're ashamed of me or something when you suddenly take yourself away."
Junsu's heart was aching from hearing these words. He carefully placed himself down beside Yoochun on the sofa. His lips parted to say something but Yoochun beat him to that.
"Does it make you uncomfortable? To kiss me, to hold me, to love me in front of other people?" Junsu cringed as Yoochun's voice cracked. No, it wasn't like that at all. Yoochun was everything to Junsu, his whole world.
"Am I really?" Yoochun asked in a quiet whisper when Junsu told him that. Junsu nodded and rested his head on Yoochun's shoulder.
"I think it's just that..." Junsu began explaining his inexcusable behavior. "I just want it to be us, just you and me, hyung. You're mine, and I'm yours..." Junsu twiddled his fingers as he found there was the slightest of difficulty in choosing his words. "And no one really needs to see me so... intimate with you." He blushed back at the thought of being caught grinding Yoochun.
His lover sighed. "That's it? Because you want me all to yourself." Junsu flushed pinker. "Just you and me, no one else." There was the long moment of Yoochun thinking. And then he suddenly burst out in laughter. He turned to glance at the confused Junsu, and pulled him into his lap, draping his arms along Junsu's shoulders.
"I was upset with you, because you selfishly wanted me all for yourself," Yoochun chuckled and blew into Junsu's ear. Junsu nodded, and was tickled by the warmth of Yoochun's breath.
But suddenly Junsu was literally swept off his feet, helpless in Yoochun's arms. He was grinning widely, and walked swiftly down the hallway. Dramatically, Yoochun kicked the door of their bedrooms' open, surprising the other three members. They gave Yoochun wide-eyed, suspiscious looks. And they had all the right to be suspicious, pertaining to what Yoochun had in mind.
"Everyone clear the room!" Yoochun shouted, placing the puzzled Junsu down on a bed. He shooed Jaejoong, Yunho, and Changmin out of the room hastily, none of them bothering to ask. Yoochun locked the door behind them. He flicked the lights off, then climbed on top of Junsu.
"What's going on, Chunnie?" Junsu inquired.
Yoochun placed both of his hands to either side of Junsu's head, and placed a peck on his lips. "It's just you and me now, Su-ah," he explained. Yoochun grabbed Junsu's wrists, and pinned them above Junsu's head.
He leaned down to his ear, and whispered so seductively, it sent shivers down Junsu's spine. "And I'm about to give you the time of your life."
Their louds moans had the rest of TVXQ camping out in the living room for the rest of the night. It was getting late, and when Jaejoong was trying to get some sleep, the sound of something bumping against the wall would disturb him, along with names being called. Jaejoong threw a pillow over his head.
"How long do you think they're going to make out in there?" he grumbled, and kicked at Yunho whom he had to share the sofa with.
"I'm sure they'll be at it for a while," Yunho replied.
The youngest rolled his eyes. "Do you guys really think they're only making out?" Jaejoong and Yunho looked up at him. "Oh, just give them a break."
"What do you mean, Min?" They both asked.
And Changmin answered their questions with a very simple answer. "A little sex for Christmas doesn't hurt anybody."
A/N: I just feel like pointing out, and giving credit to the part of the story where Yoochun explains to Junsu what he wants for Christmas. 'The whole wide world, or something exactly the same but smaller. You, because you mean the world to me."
That's quoted off a message I was sent from my boy friend. Boy that's a friend. Isn't he the sweetest? (x hehe. Merry Christmas and I hope you liked it!