hikaru maxwell (hikaru_maxwell) wrote in soulfighter, @ 2008-06-22 00:56:00 |
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Current music: | Balloons - DBSK |
[fic] JaeMin ~ The Mission
Title: The Mission
Author: hikaru_maxwell
Pairings: Jaemin (DBSK), implied kyumin (ss501)
Rating: PG15?
Disclaimer: I don't own these boys, cause if I did, Jaemin would be MINE! <3~
Summary: Jaejoong wants to know why the maids have such a problem with Changmin's room.
Jaejoong almost felt sneaky, going into Changmin's room while he was out, but there was no choice. After the last maid had refused to work for them any longer, the boys had been left to fend for themselves. And the lead vocalist for Dong Bang Shin Ki wanted to know why. Extensive questioning of the blushing women had only revealed that the problem was in the room of the youngest member, but not what they had found there that made it impossible to work in the band's household.
Jae had the perfect excuse, should he be discovered. He was just...cleaning. He was the bands umma, right? And he personally thought he looked incredibly cute in the salmon pink apron and matching hair band. The only part of the house that wasn't already clean was Min's room, because Jae wanted to make sure that he had some uninterrupted time to search.
So he waited, and held his breath as the typing of keys on the other boy's laptop stilled, the clack clack of the keys barely audible through the youngest member's bedroom door at the best of times, though their stillness did not pass the notice of the one who stood outside. The sound of rustling clothes implied that the boy on the other end of the door was standing up, preparing to leave, perhaps? Hero bit his lip, leaning back against the wall, one ear to the door, as he listened for the telltale sound of footsteps coming toward his position.
A sigh issued from the other side, and a soft sound, like the pull of a zipper. Jaejoong blinked at the further sounds, a quizzical look crossing his face. Was he really going to eavesdrop on his dongsaeng changing clothes? A soft pink blush crossed the dark haired boy's face, and he turned to rest his forehead against the wall, still listening to the faded sounds coming from within the room despite his best effort to the contrary. Small grunts and sighs made him wince slightly, imaging the scene. please tell me he's not trying to fit into last season's pants? Those took three people each to get us into!
"Jaejoong-ah!" The listening boy startled, his eyes widened. A low grunt, almost painful sounding, issued from the room before the concerned vocalist could open the door, and a sigh issued forth from his lips at the sound of feet moving across the room. It almost sounded as if Min had hurt himself. Or as if he was...
The tips of Jae's ears turned bright red as his mind shied away from that thought, only to return to it, bringing a bright flush to his face, and a drying of the mouth. An absentminded lick of full lips did little to help the situation as he listened to his friend washing up in the small bathroom shared between his and Junsu's room. A desperate struggle was fought and won in Jaejoong's mind as he brought it triumphantly from the gutter, holding it aloft as if he had won the world's greatest trophy. After all, his innocent Changmin was entirely too pure for such dirty thoughts. There was no way he could be doing such things to himself all alone in his room. Nope, not at all. And surely the maids were just horrified by the youngest one's collection of dirty socks. Yes, that had to be it, and if Jaejoong, in his infinite wisdom, say...washed those socks, or cleaned the dirty room that the maids refused to touch, then there wouldn't be a problem, right? Right.
Denial isn't just a river in Sudan, after all. In reality, he had won a peace of mind destined to be short-lived. The oft proclaimed "band mother" closed his eyes from the effort of convincing himself he was right, and nearly missed the sound of the lock on the bedroom door being turned. A quick move flattened him against the wall, as Max exited, not bothering to lock his door behind him, as he no longer had to worry about people invading his room. Or did he? Watching the tightly clad bottom of the young singer walk away, Jaejoong smiled, eyes crinkly up in mischievous glee.
Cue the theme music. Humming the mission impossible theme under his breath, Hero grasped the handle of the door he had spent the last hour leaning against and slipped inside. His first thought was one of surprise. The room was much cleaner than the boy would have expected, from the tearful resignations that he'd had to accept in the last month. it was practically spotless. a quick check of the bathroom revealed what he had already been coming to realize as the truth: there was nothing to clean. nothing at all! So why would the maids refuse to clean this room? A lack of work would be good for them, right? So...there had to be a reason, and come hell or high water, Jae was going to find it.
Still humming under his breath, the intrepid explorer began his search in the bathroom, looking under the sink, in the tub. He even checked in the back of the toilet. Nothing. Not even a bottle of children's vitamins. Max even kept Xiah's part of the bathroom spotless. It almost seemed as if this kid really was perfect. Shaking his head, he stepped back into the main room, carefully closing the bathroom door in case Junsu decided to come home, and realized that he was in there.
The hum turned into a whistle as he ran his hand over the wooden dresser, smiling at the schoolbooks aligned neatly across the top. Even after several minutes of searching, Hero came up with nothing. Not a single piece of incriminating evidence. No dirty socks under the bed. Not a single piece of laundry lying on the floor, or contraband animal hidden in the room. Casting a glance across the nearly perfect room, Jaejoong's eyes fell on the laptop, sitting innocently on the bed, still open, its screen saver bouncing merrily across the screen, a picture from one of their most recent photo shoots. This particular picture had him squished between Changmin and Junsu, with Yunho and Yoochun on either side, Max's arm reaching around him to poke Xiah in the side. The smile on his lips grew bigger for a moment as he remembered Junsu chasing Min around the photo shoot afterward, the latter laughing so hard he nearly barreled into Yunho full speed on a particularly desperate turn.
Pushing fond memories aside, the muscular boy slid onto the bed in front of the harmless looking computer, a sense of dread rising in his heart. what if he found what he was looking for? What if....he was...a Satan worshiper? Psh. Even that was too absurd. Innocent little Minnie? Naw. There wouldn't be anything there. No way.
So he pushed a button, and got the shock of his life. Was that really....him? Naked. and....oh. my. god. Jaejoong blinked. Then he blushed, a slow burn rising from tips of his toes all the way to his hairline. Not even in his dirtiest imaginings would he have thought that his little baby spent his spare time reading, and watching, gay porn. Gay porn starring someone who looked remarkably similar to Jaejoong himself.
Morbid curiosity led the now beet red singer to click the other window listed at the bottom of the screen, the one that said, "Photo gallery: Adults only". After looking at the thumbnails on the screen for only a moment, he slammed the laptop shut, panting with the effort not to scream. After only a moment, he raised the lid of the computer again. On the screen, a list of pictures revealed photo edits and fan-made drawings of the members of TVXQ in various states of dishabille. The most prominent number seeming to be of himself...and...Changmin. having...dear god. He couldn't even think it.
A hand reached up to cover his mouth as he moved to close the computer one last time, mind already working overtime to understand what this meant. and he definitely wasn't going to let any more maids work for them. if this got out to the public...it could be bad. Really really bad. But oh so good in so many ways, his mind pointed out as it flashed a fantasy across his mind. Shut up! he told his brain, I need to think.
His mind took that moment to point out that in order for him to think, his brain would need to be working...and therefore was not able to shut up. And at that point, he decided that he really didn't want to be in here looking at Minnie's porn. Getting found looking at gay porn was bad enough, but doing it in Changmin's room, on Changmin's computer....he'd never live it down. Especially being caught looking at naughty things in the baby's room while wearing a pink apron and with a rather noticeable tenting in his pants. Yeah.
"I really need a shower."
*****
Changmin smiled to himself as he came home that evening, a new dictionary held in one hand. Japanese had caught Jae's interest after they had been scheduled to appear in Tokyo last, and he'd wanted to buy him a present. So he had toddled his self off to the bookstore to make his purchase, after shoving himself into the tightest pair of pants he owned, and donning a pair of dark sunglasses to hide who he was. It was a miracle that he hadn't been caught, or spotted by a fan. Although, the fact that Kyujong and Jungmin had made an impromptu appearance at a coffee shop nearby, the sneaky boys, and had gotten themselves chased around by rabid fans surely had nothing to do with the sheer luck that had saved Changmin from suffering just such a fate himself. It served them right for going on a date right in public like that. And although he was positive they didn't want anyone to know, it was just so obvious that anyone could see it. He hoped that he wasn't like that with Jaejoong, cause then he'd have fans chasing him around coffee shops, too.
But his trip had come to a fruitful close, and now he was coming into the house, his smile just as bright as the sun at the sight of Jaejoong and Junsu sitting in front of the television playing Super Smash Bros on the Slavestation 2. It was no surprise that Junsu had chosen Link as his character, but he almost laughed as he realized that the green wonder was being pwned by a small pink blob bouncing across the screen. JaeJae looked so cute today, too, with his hair pulled back in that awesome pink hair band. The dangly earrings ever gracing those shell like ears just begged to be licked right where they met the lobe of umma's ear, yes they did. But of course, Changmin couldn't do that. Junsu would be shocked! And Jae would probably hit him, and never smile that pretty smile at him again.
So Changmin plastered the "I'm so innocent no one would suspect me of having naughty fantasies about my hyung" tm!smile across his face and called a hello to the two boys in the living room. Hero looked up at him as expected, but the smile he was waiting for didn't come. Instead the beaming singer was met with a blush, as his hyung looked quickly away. That was definitely not normal. His mind wanted to contemplate that more, but was distracted by Junsu's happy dance as Kirby was nailed to the ground by Link.
"Hah! I own!" Junsu was shaking a controller at his Jaejae, and laughing.
"You cheated." The deadpan expression was back on the quiet beauty's face, as he contemplated his dongsaeng, the sore winner.
"Did not! How?!" Junsu looked so funny, all defensive. Max laughed as he rounded the corner, heading to his room. He shook his head at the sound of Jaejoong's reply, and closed the door.
"I was distracted. So it doesn't count. Play again."
"Awww!" Junsu flopped down next to the other boy and pouted. "You've been winning all day, you should let me win this time."
"Sure. I don't think so."
As soon as he stepped into his room, Min had a feeling that something was out of place. Hadn't he left his laptop open when he left? He'd remembered worrying about it on his way home from the store. Oh, well. Walking over to the bed, he sat down, and opened his computer.
"Who touched my computer!?" The angry shout was heard from the back of the house and Jaejoong started, allowing yet another win to his companion. An apprehensive glance was thrown toward the hallway leading to their rooms before he swallowed thickly and placed his controller on the ground.
"I should go talk to Min." Jaejoong met Xiah's curious gaze and smiled reassuringly. "I'll kick your ass at Mario Kart when I get back, alright?"
"Sure!" As the happy boy began changing the games in the PS2 to get some practice in while his opponent was distracted, Hero turned and walked toward the room where his judgment lay. It was go time, and he wasn't looking forward to having to confess what he'd seen. Maybe he should run away. Turn and go back to playing his video games as if nothing had happened. Yeah, that was a good idea. But his hand was already on the door. And he was already stepping into the room, pulling the door shut behind him.
A heavy silence fell as Max looked up at Jaejoong's blushing face, eyes staring into one another as if they could read souls, and the secrets kept there. "Jaejoong-ah? did you...touch my computer?"
The lead vocalist offered a weak smile and nodded. "I did."
Changmin titled his head sideways and looked up at his hyung questioningly. "And you're not upset?"
A normal question, but it seemed to take the pretty singer by surprise. "Upset?! Maybe a little...at first. But no, I'm not upset."
Max smiled at that, a very very naughty smile. One that no one had had the privilege of seeing on his face, because he was saving it for Jae. Saving it for right now. Because if the object of his lust wasn't upset, and that pretty pretty flush on his face wasn't anger....then maybe Jaejoong-ah liked him, too. And maybe he just needed a little push in the right direction. With that in mind, he slid off the bed, stalking forward with the sort of grace normally reserved for on stage, showing off for fans. Definitely not a normal Changmin smile, and definitely not a normal Changmin walk.
Jaejoong sunk back against the wall as Min stalked toward him, an expression adorning his face that put the boy in mind of a cat that just realized the mouse was in his grasp. A very yummy mouse. We all know how much Changmin loves his food. Jaejoong was as far back against the wall next to the door as possible, and still his dongsaeng came closer. Body to body, they stood against the wall, one moment passing into the next as Min smirked into Jae's eyes, his arms braced above the smaller boy's head.
"What?" Jae couldn't find his tongue at first, and instead chose to lick his lips, not missing the way Min's eyes immediately focused on his mouth. "So...now...."
"Now." And with that, Hero Jaejoong was sucked into one of the most mind blowing kisses of his life, and he didn't mind at all. Changmin's lips played at his own as his tongue teased for entry, gaining full access almost immediately, and his arms came around his more delicate hyung's body, pulling him tighter into the embrace. Jaejoong lifted his hands, running them through the other boy's hair, and fell into the kiss.
Junsu sighed as he waited for Jae to come back and finish their game. After the first ten minutes, he had gone to check on his friends, but Changmin's door was locked, and there were....strange sounds coming from behind it. He didn't want to go there, so he returned to the living room and flopped down on the couch. Picking up the remote, he switched over to cable and rolled his eyes. An American movie. Dropping the remote, Xiah sat back as the theme to "Mission impossible" washed over him, and settled in for a long night.
So this was my first DBSK fandom fic. I'm not really sure if I wrote them correctly, (although the reviews on _starcandy pretty much said I did) or if this is even cracktastic enough to please s7nluv, but I tried. The Kyumin is all for her.
PS. I <3 that Changmin's logic fails in this. It was deliberate, I tell you. Deliberate!