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Where We Stand (3)

2009-12-28T21:09:42Z

Title: Where We Stand
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 3/ ? (sorry guys, this one's short)

Genre: Romance, Smut (later)
Summary: His relationship was getting rocky and Yunho didn't know if he wanted to stay with his fiance. Instead of solving their problems, Yunho goes out to the local bar and meets a handsome stranger who listens to him and wonders if this if what a relationship is supposed to be like.

(chapter 1) (chapter 2) (chapter 3 is below)

Yunho woke in a daze. He had no recollection of last night’s events. All he remembered was leaving Jaejoong in the park and heading home. He tried to get up but slender limbs were wrapped around his torso keeping him to the bed. He turned to his left and spotted Bom sleeping soundly and using his chest as a pillow. One thing caught his attention: they were naked.

Bom stirred next to him before waking and smiling. She traced a pattern on his chest and sighed. “You’ve never been so good. Last night was great.”

Yunho was lost. He didn’t remember sex. He only remembered Jaejoong and how happy seeing his smiling face made him. Bom’s patterns traced lower to where the sheets covered his lax member. She grabbed him and pouted at her fiancé’s lack of sexual enthusiasm this morning. He got off the bed and went into the bathroom to start his day. Bom slipped on some clothes and went to the front where her parents had crashed for the night.

Yunho splashed water on his face to wake himself from his daze. He looked at the goofy grin that had plastered itself onto his face. “What the hell?” he kept his voice low as not to alert the others in the apartment.

His brain filled with ideas of the other man clinging to him and smiling lovingly while wearing a pink apron and begging him to try a new recipe. Instantly Yunho was hard from this innocent image. “fuck!”

He hopped in the shower and let the hot water run over his tan skin. The tingling sensation on his skin mixed with the pending tension in his stomach caused his knees to weaken a little. He leaned on the shower wall for support while beginning to pump his cock. He imagined Jaejoong’s plump lips wrapping around him, sucking and licking his shaft. Yunho’s head flew back, thudding against the cheap tile. He quickly finished his business, letting the water wash the semen off his body and the wall.

After making sure his seed had flowed down the drain before leaving the shower. The small bathroom was filled with steam. He wrapped a towel around his waist before leaving the bathroom and throwing on a polo and some dark jeans.

His future in-laws were waiting in the living room when he got out. Mrs. Park glared at him. “It sounded like a fucking animal attack last night. Next time keep it down.”

Yunho’s cheeks reddened a bit as he waltzed into the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Bom instantly latched onto him. “Don’t mind her. I thought it was great.” She giggled before going on her toes and nipping at his ear. “Too bad you already took your shower, cuz we might’ve gotten dirtier this morning,.”

Mr. Park’s voice could be heard from the living room. “He probably touches himself in that shower.”

Bom frowned and unlatched herself from Yunho and went in their shared room. Yunho proceeded to fix himself a cup of instant coffee and toast. The toaster was broken so he’d have to watch the toast so it wouldn’t burn. As he stood over the toaster Yunho realized that he really didn’t want to spend the rest of the day cooped up with his in-laws. He went to the phone and decided to call his friend Changmin.

He picked up the phone, not checking if the line was busy. He was about to dial when he heard noise come from the receiver. He lifted the device to his ear and listened. “You should’ve seen the picture. He was so HOT!” that was Bom’s voice.

“Well, mom has his number, maybe you should go get it.” Yunho recognized the voice as one of her sister’s but he didn’t know which.

“What do you think I’m going to be doing today. Hanging with you know who? That’s rich.”

Yunho hung up, swearing that there must’ve been a misunderstanding. He watched as the burnt toast popped out the toaster before slowly stalking towards his bedroom. He opened the door and spotted Bom on the bed with the phone to her ear. “Yunnie, what is it?” She hung up the phone.

His eyes focused on hers. “I was going to call Changmin, but the line was in use.”

Bom’s face visibly paled. “Are you going to c-cheat on me?”

False anger flooded her face. “How dare you!”

She threw a pillow at him. She face froze for a second in contemplative thought before gathering back it’s anger. “My FRIEND is single and I’m helping her find a man.”

Desperation clouded Yunho’s judgment and made his eyes glaze over with hope. He smiled. “I’m sorry I doubted you.” He went in for a hug but she pushed him away.

“I don’t know if I want to be near you right now.” She wouldn’t look at him. His sadness instantly turned into anger and he stomped out the room. Mrs. Park smirked as he grabbed his coat and left the apartment, slamming the door behind him.

Yunho scowled as he ran down the flights of stairs to the streets. He ran down the block back to the bar that was so familiar. He lighting was poor and the sun provided the bulk of it. Yunho sat at a familiar stool and looked at Yoochun. “Man, you look burnt.”

“Bom-“

“Say no more, man, I’ll fix you a drink.”

A mug of something frothy was passed to him. Yunho sighed. “Look at me Chun. Not even three and I’m already drinking.”

“You said it the other day, women.”

“I wish Jaejoong was here…”

“Maybe he is,” the soft voice hit his ear.

Sorry this one took so long but my mom found my notebook with all my smutty fanfic and confronted me. She was slightly disturbed but i pleaded the fifth, took my book, and cooked dinner. We haven't spoke of it since. Sure i had to sneak and write this quick but i regret nothing. XD

Small Packages

2009-12-25T00:28:18Z

Title: Small Packages
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 2/2
Genre: Smut, (rings and dildos)
Summary: Jaejoong forces everyone to write letters to Santa. Yunho, who still believes, has not been happy with past gifts. Will this year be better?

(chapter 1)

Small Packages

Yunho couldn’t take it. He wanted to cum so badly. His cock was red, screaming for release, and leaking pre-cum. His hands couldn’t reach the ring restricting his sensitive cock and he tried to keep his but from touching the bed, but it was no use. His legs gave out from under him and his ass hit the bed. He screamed as the vibrating toy shoved up his ass was pushed in further. Sweat had covered every part of his burning flesh and Jeajoong was no where in sight. He pulled at the tie and watched as the knot loosened.

In the living room, on the couch, watching tv, sat an indifferent Jaejoong. He flicked from channel to channel, looking for something to watch, trying to drown out Yunho’s cries of passion. “Jae, ahh…please!”

He didn’t care. Yunho needed to learn how to respect other’s, even if they were imaginary. He had seen this coming though,when Changmin had been assigned to buy Yunho’s gift. Ten minutes had passed and Jaejoong knew Yunho well enough to know to check on him. He sauntered down the silent hall, curious as to where Yunho’s screams had gone.

He opened the door and watched as Yunho’s hip bucked of their own accord, into the air searching for the tiniest bit of friction and his eyes became focused on nothing in particular. Jaejoong sat on the bed and pulled one of Yunho’s legs over his shoulder and turned off the purple toy. He slid it out or the younger man’s tan ass and smirked at the sound of his whimper. Jaejoong pulled off his own pants and shirt and began to pat Yunho’s cheek. “Yunnie, I’m here.”

Slowly Yunho’s mind refocused and he looked at the naked Jae in front of him, his pale skin glowing in the poor lighting of the room and cock standing erect. Yunho smirked tiredly. “I knew you’d be back.”

Jaejoong laughed before sitting back between Yunho’s legs and pulling each leg over his shoulders. He lined his hard cock with Yunho’s ass and slowly entered the already prepared cavern. Yunho moaned as Jaejoong entered slowly, all the way to the hilt. Jaejoong moaned slightly at the sensation and pulled out slowly, letting Yunho mewl under him. His thrust became sporadic and fast. Yunho’s sight began to cloud over from the overload as Jaejoong’s cock repeatedly hit his prostate. “Ah, ah, ah, Jae, Jae, jae”

Jaejoong could feel his own orgasm. His intruding of Yunho’s ass began to increase in speed and strength until he knew he couldn't hold it anymore. He quickly snatched off yunho’s cock ring, not caring where on the bed it landed, and filled the young man’s hole with white hot cum. The heat triggered Yunho’s own delayed release and his milk spurted on their chests and on the sheets. Jaejoong even got some on his face before collapsing on the man he’d just fucked. Jaejoong fell on the the man below, who’s arms didn’t wrap around him due to their being bound…

They laid together, one top of the other, Jaejoong’s head resting on Yunho’s chest. His fingers traced patterns over the broad expanse of chest open to him. Yunho played with his lover’s dyed hair and smirked. Jaejoong noticed and remembered binding those same hands before. “wait a minu-”

Jaejoong had been pushed to the mattress and was now receiving kisses on his neck. Yunho was hovering over him, demanding more sex and asking in the right ways. His cock was poking at the smaller man’s leg and jaejoong could feel it. He moaned in response feeling warm skin against his own before trying to take control of the situation and pushing Yunho off of him. But he forgot, Yunho is stronger than him, and bigger. Yunho forced the younger man down, holding. Jaejoong looked into his eyes and was stared back with dominating glare, which caused him to whimper. He was flipped over, his erection pushing into the mattress. Yunho pulled him up onto his knees and caressed his lover’s pale ass. “Joongie, I have to pay you back.”

Where was the childish Christmas Yunho…oh yeah. Jaejoong had fucked it right out of him. He gulped as a cool and wet surface was rubbed against his skin. One by one, Jaejoong felt the lubed anal beads, all varying in size, pushed unto his ass. He didn’t bother to count, but began to moan. Yunho pushed in the last bead before taking the same purple vibrator and shoving it quickly up jaejoong’s ass. Jaejoong screamed, his voice cracking lightly. “Ahhh, yun…ie…oh god…”

He began to pant a the the feeling of the beads pressed against his walls and prostate. To make matter’s worse, Yunho switched on the toy again, to the highest setting. He fliped the moaning and writhing Jaejoong over, mattress forcing the vibrator up his ass against the beads, and watched his face contort. Yunho watched, waiting for the moment. As he could see Jeajoong’s stomach muscles contract he pushed the ring onto his lovers cock. Jaejoong screamed. “Hell NO!”

Yunho laughed as he used the same tie to tie jaejoong’s hands behind his back. He left the man naked and writhing. Jaejoong refused to moan loudly, only letting out eh occasional mewl. Yunho sat at the edge of the bed and watched the show. Jaejoong glared. “You bastard! Let me cum!”

Yunho patted lover’s weeping cock and smiled. “Then make sure Santa get’s me a better present next year.”

“Yes!” His hips were reaching for friction.

“Thank You!” His smile was childish again. He pulled on some pants and ran out the room, shutting the door and leaving a mewling Jaejoong.

He ran down the halls yelling like a kid. “Jaejoong says I can get a better present next year! Yay!”

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Small Packages

2009-12-23T19:51:19Z

Title: Small Packages
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/2
Genre: Smut, A poor attempt at Comedy (I used to be better)
Summary: Jaejoong forces everyone to write letters to Santa. Yunho, who still believes, has not been happy with past gifts. Will this year be better?

Small Packages

Yunho sat at the table finishing his letter to Santa. Every year around Christmas time, his maturity level decreases to that of a child. He knew it was silly for a grown man but he had something to tell Santa. After signing his name Yunho re-read his letter. :

Dear Santa,

Listen Fat-man, I want a decent present this year. I’m tired of getting bullshit gifts like tube socks and gift cards to stores I’ll never visit. This year I better get something good or your fat ass will never see the light of day let alone another fucking chimney.

Love,

Yunho

He smiled to himself and put the letter in an envelope and handed it to Jaejoong. It was a yearly tradition in the TVXQ household to right letters to Santa and tell him what you want, or have Jaejoong berate your ass until you did so. Sadly for Yunho, no one ever told him that Santa wasn’t real. Jaejoong collected the letters from Yoochun, Junsu, Changmin, and Yunho before putting them in his back pocket and walking out the room.

Yunho bounced in his seat. “Guys what did you ask Santa for?”

Yoochun sighed. “Santa isn’t real-“ Junsu smacked a hand over his boyfriend’s mouth.

“Santa isn’t really going house to house anymore. He sends all his gifts by mail, unless you’ve been extra good.”
Yunho smiled and Yoochun licked Junsu’s hand to get him to let go.

Changmin went to the fridge to grab a slice of pie before disappearing into his room to watch some red tube.

It was Christmas day and everyone was sitting around the fake tree with their presents. Jaejoong smiled before telling everyone they could open. Yoochun showed off his new camera. Junsu laughed at the stuffed duck he had gotten. Changmin drooled at the x-rated dvd he had gotten. Jaejoong admired his new American cookbook that Yoochun would be sure to read to him. Yunho ripped off the wrapping before opening the box and staring down at a brand new shiney shimmering gold colored tie. “DAMN IT FATMAN!” He threw the box and watched it hit the wall.

Jaejoong laughed to himself before pulling a small package from behind his back. “I got you a present.”

Yunho’s eyes got wide as he snatched the gift and opened the box. Inside was a small ring, too large for a finger but large enough for other things. “What the hell is this, Jaejoongie?”

Jaejoong smirked before grabbing the ring from Yunho and retrieving the tie from the floor. Changmin turned red and left with his gifts in hand. Yoochun dragged Junsu out of the room. “Yunho, come with me please.”

Jaejoong began his walk back to their bedroom and Yunho followed innocently. Jeajoong grabbed a Santa hat from to arm of the sofa and placed it on his head. He pulled Yunho by the hand and they entered their room.

As soon as the door had closed, Yunho had been pushed to the bed. Jaejoong straddled his waist. His hand cupped Yunho’s check. “I read that letter you wrote to Santa.”

Yunho blushed a little. “He told me he didn’t like what you said to him and that you needed to be punished.”

Yunho gulped as Jaejoong’s plump lips attacked his mouth. His tongue was shoved out the way in order for Jaejoong to taste him better. His senses became clouded over with jaejoong’s smell, taste, and touch.

His distracted state proved perfect for Jaejoong to take the gaudy gold tie and tie Yunho’s wrists to the head board. “Jaejoong, what is this?”
Jaejoong smiled and let this index finger trace over his lover’s lips. “You look so cute.”

Soon the older male began to undress the younger one. Sliding off his pajama pants and unbuttoning the shirt that would have to stay on due to bound wrists, Jaejoong went to work.

Yunho stayed silent as Jaejoong began to kiss and lick his soft nubs, just enough to make them hard and cause a delicious sensation to flow through him. His kisses and traces began to lower as his kisses got wetter and sloppier. Caressed abs and hardened nubs, all Yunho could do was close his eyes and moan. Fingers rubbed over the tip of his cock and Jaejoong licked across his abdomen before kissing the head of the standing cock. Jaejoong engulfed the entire appendage and sucked, bobbing up and down, letting his tongue taste on places as his pace increased. Yunho was a childish mess, letting his hips buck forward to meet Jaejoong’s warm wet mouth. He loved it. His stomach began to tighten from the feelings of pleasure. His hips lost all rhythm they may have had before. “Jaejoong….i’m..uh,ah…going to…”

Just as he was about to cum, all warmth had left and the cool of the ring had dropped onto his cock. Yunho looked down and watched as the ring was force onto his member. The cool only made him want to cum more but it was exactly the same instrument that kept him from doing so. “Ahh, joongie, wh- what is this?”

“Your punishment for being mean to Santa.” Before Yunho could understand what was really going on, Jaejoong reached into the drawer next to the bed and pulled out a purple vibrator and some cherry scented lube. His fast hands quickly slathered the dildo in fluids before pulling Yunho’s legs over his shoulders. Jaejoong locked eyes with Yunho, who had no idea what to expect, and shoved the purple item up the younger man’s ass. He yelled.

“Oh god, it..hurts.” His face contorted as the object was forced further up, but it soon changed to a relaxed sigh as the contraption is his prostate.

Jaejoong left it there before looking at his handy work. He smiled to himself as he turned on the vibrator to it’s highest setting and watched Yunho’s face come alive. “Ahh, ugh, Jae!”
His hips jumped as he looked down to see his poor restrained cock and Jaejoong’s own tented pants. Jaejoong got up and left the room, as Yunho was left a mass with vibrations sending him to heaven and his own present, a cock ring, keeping him from achieving it.
And Yunho’s tortured moans were left for anyone in the hall to hear and realize that there is indeed too much of a good thing.

Jealousy For Another (pic)

2009-12-10T23:26:28Z

(OMG I DREW A PIC!) (<- link to the Deviantart)

Where We Stand (2)

2009-11-29T16:40:53Z

Title: Where We Stand
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 2/ ?

Genre: Romance, Smut (later)
Summary: His relationship was getting rocky and Yunho didn't knnow if he wanted to stay with his fiance. Instead of solving their problems, Yunho goes out to the local bar and meets a handsome stranger who listens to him and wonders if this if what a relationship is supposed to be like.

(chapter 1)

Where We Stand

Lucky for Yunho, today was Saturday. He didn't have to get up right away from his cramped spot on the love-seat. He turned over in the tight space and snuggled further into his blanket letting his mind and muscles rest some more. Suddenly a harsh smack to the back of the head woke him. "OW!"

He rolled off the couch, tangled in his blanket. "Wake Up," a feminine voice called out to him. "My parents are coming over and you have to be clean."

"Bom, we talked about it last night. I said no."

"But Yunho." She let out a whine and pouted her lips and made her eyes larger to get sympathy. It wasn't working at all.

"No." He began to get up and walk away but Boom was not a woman who took no for an answer. She hopped into his lap before he could get up from his spot on the floor. She harshly pushed her lips to his and began to suck his face. Her tongue glided over his lips before she plunged it into his mouth. His hands wrapped around her waist as he groaned into her mouth when she decided to rub her core against his standing erection through his pants. Her lips danced across his chin before traveling down past his neck and to his toned chest. He never slept with a shirt and she began to play with his nipples. breathing sweet breath onto them until they were hard. His head pushed against the couch as he moaned out her name, giving her permission to do as she pleased. Her hands traced his abs to down where skin met pants. She snuck her hand into his trousers and cupped him earning her a sigh of satisfaction from her man's lips.

She reached forward and gingerly kissed his lips soon trailing them to lick the lobe of his ear. she nipped at it and his hip[s reached forward. He was hard already. She licked his ear once more before whispering "if you get dressed and act nice for my parents, we'll finish this later."

As soon as she was there, she was gone and Yunho was left to solve his morning wood by himself. He quickly ran to the bathroom and rubbed himself till his cum had splattered all over the sink. He was about to leave it there, too, but he realised that that would look terrible in the eyes if other people. So he cleaned up his spilled seed and did his morning business. He brushed his teeth and took a shower. He went into his room and changed into a simple tee-shit, that fit snugly to his skin, and some dark jeans.

As he entered the kitchen, Bom was there, burning some toast. She handed him the more burnt piece and ogled his toned body beneath his clothes. They could've done it, right there on the counter, but the door bell rang. Yunho, being the gentle man he is, ran to get the door. He flung it open and there in the doorway stood Mr and Mrs. Park. "Mom. Dad. So nice to see you."

"That's Mr. Park to you," grumbled Bom's father.

"Your still around...great," said Mrs. Park as she hurried past Yunho.

Yunho sighed, realizing this was going to be a long day. Mr. Park dropped his suitcase on the floor and sat on the couch, tilting his head back and resting his tired eyes. Mrs. Park had other plans. She snuck over to her daughter, who was grimacing at the taste of burnt toast. "Bom, I can't believe you're still with this buffoon."

"Mom. That's not a nice thing to say about your future son-in-law."

"Over my dead body will you marry some chump like that. Now, i know of this nice boy, Heechul Kim, he's gorgeous and rich."

"Please don't talk to me about this." Bom sighed and tried to walk away but her mother grabbed her arm and shoved a picture of Heechul in her face. He was good looking. His shirt was off and his body was sweaty from working out. Bom practically drooled on the picture. Soon she and her mother were discussing how it must feel to have him inside you. Soon after Yunho walked in.

"What the fuck?"

Mrs. Park's brain filled with ideas. "We were just talking about men, who will make something of their lives and are better looking than you."

Yunho fumed and looked at Bom who was blushing and looking in the opposite direction of her fuming fiance.

He didn't want to stay to hear an old woman and her hot daughter gush over other men so she could consider leaving him. He didn't have to be there for that. He grabbed a sweater and headed out the door to the park. He flew down the stairs and out the door, not caring what was happening in his own house. The noon day sun shined down from the sky, illuminating everything and everyone. Yunho ran across the street and into the park near by. He sat on the nearest bench and watched as the children played and the parents worried from the sideline. He watched as a young girl, fifteen maybe, handed a boy around her age a note and kissed him on the cheek. Yunho frowned knowing one day she'd probably cheat on him or the other way around and the relationship would fade and they'd forget this moment.

Someone sat next to him on the bench. "We meet again, huh."

Yunho knew that voice. He turned his head and there was the guy from the bar last night. "Hey, Yunho."

Yunho was stunned. He had to remember this other man's name. "Hey...jae...jooooooooooo-"

"Jaejoong."

They laughed at Yunho''s silliness towards the situation. "I saw you looking sad again. What's the problem today. Tell me."

Yunho smiled sweetly to reciprocate the sweet smile he was receiving himself. "It's my girlfriend again. He parents just moved in and the first thing her and her mom talk about is how to get rid of me so she can get a new fiance."

Jaejoong frowned. "That doesn't seem like a good girlfriend"

Yunho pouted. "I know. And she woke me with a smack to the head this morning too. Then she hopped on my lap and teased the shit out of me. I had to 'fix the problem' if you know what i mean, before eating the fresh breakfast she made witch consisted of burnt toast and no butter."

Jaejoong laughed. "That sucks. I had a nice breakfast of homemade waffles this morning."

"Wow, your girlfriend must be a chef or something."

"I'm single, remember. I cook."

Yunho laughed at his own forgetfulness. "Sorry." They sat together and watched the children play. Yunho turned to Jaejoong and watched as he watched the children. His wide eyes intent on the subject., His lips turning up into a kind smile. His light hair ruffling in the wind.

"I like you Yunho."

"I like you too Jae. You're a good friend. I hope we can stay like this."

Jaejoong's eyes saddened for a moment before he perked up artificially. Yunho noticed. "Give me your phone."

"Huh?"

"Jae, just give me your phone so we can exchange numbers. I don't want this to be the last time I see you. It be a waste of a friendship."

Jaejoong handed Yunho his phone and she swapped numbers.

Yunho noticed they'd been sitting in the park for way to long and that Bom was probably bored to wits end with her parents. "Sorry Jae, I gotta go."

Jaejoong looked back at him with a smile. "It's okay. i have your number."

Yunho hugged his new friend good by and left to go back to his crowded apartment. He trudged up flights of stairs and opened his door. Bom hugged him instantly. "I"m soooooooo sorry baby, don't leave me"

She kissed him, pulling his face closer to hers and hooking her legs around his slim waist. He pried her off slowly. "It's fine Bom. No need to get over excited. I'll be in our room if you need me."

And that how the rest of the evening went. Yunho didn't get mad at any of the sniveling comment her parents made and when she insulted him. All he could think about was Jaejoong and how happy their friendship was making him.

Where We Stand

2009-11-25T12:57:31Z

Title: Where We Stand
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/ ?

Where We Stand

Yunho Jung and Bom Park, had you seen them you’d know how perfect they looked. She was small and beautiful with waves styled into her long hair and he was tall and handsome with short dark hair. They looked like a celebrity couple but alas they were regular people just like you and me. They both came from hardworking middleclass families. He was in college earning his degree in business so he could start his own company and she was a kindergarten teacher. You think their lives would be perfect. They loved each other and the sex was great but I guess something was amiss because here they were once again in a fight.

“Why do they have to stay with us?” yelled Yunho.

“Yunho, don’t ask this now, please! Their house just foreclosed and they have nowhere to go.”

“Bom, you have THREE sisters. Every time your parents need something they always come to us. They even ask my parents for money.”

“You know my sisters don’t have room- ”

“And you think WE do! Where are they going to sleep. I doubt your parents want to squeeze on the loveseat or were you planning on giving them the bed too?”

Bom sighed and glared at Yunho.

He didn’t back down. “I mean, our relationship is like this and we’re not even married yet. I’d hate to see it then.”

She was stunned. “Yunh-.” But he had already grabbed his coat and left the small apartment leaving Bom to mull over their argument.

Yunho felt bad. He knew he shouldn’t have spoken to his fiancé like that but enough was enough. Her family was always mooching off of them. Her niece needed at party and somehow he got conned into paying to the entire Wondergirls themed event. Her parents needed some money for a bill and he was conned into paying the entire five hundred dollar payment. He was sick and tired of her family and he was sick and tired of her blind eye. As her fiancé he knew he’d have to deal but this was too much.

Yunho turned the corner of the street he was on and entered a tired looking bar called Week-Day Relief. “You said it,” sighed Yunho was he passed through the door. He instantly waltzed over to the counter and sat at a stool.

The bar tender looked at him and smiled. His deep voice called out. “Yo man, you look thirsty.”

“Hey, Yoochun. Yeah, I’ll take a couple shots of anything strong.”

Yoochun laughed as he handed his friend a couple shots. Yunho quickly downed them as a stranger sat next to him. “Only a man with problems would drink so recklessly.”

Yunho chuckled. “Yeah, well, only someone single would not understand.”

The stranger looked over. “Well, explain.” He had piercing brown eyes and plump pink lips. His pale skin was accentuated by the light colored hair on his head.

Yunho passed a shot to the stranger as he downed on of his own. “Women,” he began, “are trouble. Too much emotion, it clouds their judgment.” Yunho’s speech was getting a little animated due to the alcohol. The stranger listened carefully. “I’m engaged to this beautiful woman.”

“Congrats.”

“Thank you, but her family is so troublesome. Always begging, never offering, that’s how they roll.”

The stranger laughed. “Well, if you love her, it’s worth it.”

“But that’s the thing, I don’t know anymore.” They stayed silent for a minute as Yoochun poured more shots. Yunho chuckled. “I must look pathetic, crying in front of a stranger. I’m sorry…”

“Jaejoong.”

“I’m Yunho." They shook hands and a spark of electricity ran from his hand down his spine. They locked eyes for a second before they looked away from each other. It was awkward. Yunho looked at him watch and noticed it was getting late and Bom would start worrying. “Sorry. I gotta go.”

“Bye,” called Jaejoong.

“Bye,” called Yunho.

Yunho was out the door and around the corner back to his house. He walked up the flights of stairs to his apartment and walked in. He dropped his coat off on the couch and went to his shared bedroom. Bom was sleeping soundly on their bed, leaving enough room for him, but he wasn’t sleeping with her tonight. He changed and grabbed the extra blanket before going in the front and sleeping on the living room loveseat.

Bom wasn’t sleeping at all. She watched with her eyes half open, to make it look like she was, and watched as Yunho changed and went to sleep in the front. She snuggled into the covers and settled into a fitful sleep.

Worst Nightmare Ever

2009-11-17T18:39:24Z

i had a dream last night that TVXQ/DBSK/ Dong Bang Shin Ki/ Tohoshinki had a concert in the city i live at and they were only performing for two days and they didn't tell anyone. Only 27 people showed up the first day and then people found out. There was a mad rush for tickets becasue it was their only show in the US and i didn't HAVE A TICKET!!!!!! I ALMOST SOLD A LIMB TO GO SEE THEM BUT THEN...BUT THEN

I WOKE UP
AND I DIDN'T GET TO SEE THEM

Retrieving My Phone

2009-11-07T00:33:36Z

Title: Retrieving my Phone
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 2/2
Genre: Romance, Smut
Summary: After after riding the train one day after work, Yunho becomes enticed by the young man sitting next to him. After leaving to go home, a lost phone will bring them together again.

(Chapter 1)

Retrieving My Phone

He continued down the hall, the chain on his pant rattling with every step. I felt my heart sink. The pain was growing with each step he took. I had to stop this. “Wait!”

The boy froze for a second before turning to look at me. “Yeah?”

I let the air escape from my lungs in a long sigh before running my fingers through my short hair. “You wanna… I don’t know, come in for some coffee or something. At least wait for the rain to let up.”

He grinned before walking back to me. We met at the door and he stared at me with those brown eyes of his. “Thanks.”

He intruded into my home, leaving his shoes at the door, and sat at my kitchen table. I fixed a pot of water to boil on the stove and placed the jar of instant coffee on the counter. “So…how old are you anyway?”

“Twenty-two.” My mouth dropped. He didn’t look a day over eighteen. “How old are you?”

“Twenty-five.” I felt old. Silence followed as the water began to boil. I took the pot off the stove and poured it into two cups. I put the coffee mix in both bowls before adding milk and sugar to my own. He requested his black. Once again we were left to sit in front of each other.”

“So, why’d you run off the train?”

“…I missed my stop.” I looked down, embarrassed at what I had said and what this kid would think of me. His vocal chords brought joy to my heart when his laughter sounded through the room. I did that. I made him laugh. “…well, why’d you give my phone back? You waited some time before coming here so I guess you went out of your way to return it.”

He blushed and looked at the ground as I had done before. “My mom raised me better than that. I’m not so poor as to steal a phone.” It was my turn to laugh.

I smiled until he spoke again. “You had quite a bit of numbers in there. I’m sure your girlfriend doesn’t like it.”

Wait, was he asking if I was taken? I was happy, but confused. I went to church when I was younger and I was a good man but why did my heart just soar. “I’m single. I do what I want.”

He smirked before sipping his coffee. The rain was letting up, we could see it from the window, and he got up. “I gotta go.” I could hear the hesitation in his voice.

I took his cup and put it in the sink as he went to the front to put on his sneakers. I went into the front as he was trying to slip on his right shoes. I watched him struggle before giving up and groaning. I chuckled and got on the floor to help him. I grabbed and easily slipped on the shoe. I tied the laces and he handed me the other shoe. Our hands brushed against one another’s as I leaned in. I felt something, a spark…maybe.

He pulled the shoe away instantly, as if he had felt it too. I leaned in anyway to get it but I was met with a pair of soft lips instead. What the fuck?

“What the HELL, man!” I pushed him away, missing the warmth he provided. He looked at me and I saw the desperation leaking out from his eyes, calling to me. I got up from the floor and left the room as he finished putting on his shoes.

“Sorry,” I heard him whisper. He got up and walked to the door. I followed hesitantly behind him. He put his hand out and I shook it, letting the warmth from his hand warm my skin. He let go and opened the door. I knew I’d never forgive myself if I let him go.

I pushed the door closed and pushed him against it. I had my hands at the sides of his shoulders. I looked him in the eyes. “Stay with me.”

He blinked. “Yes.”

My lips crashed onto his and the heat he provided was great. His arms went around my neck and his hands moved to massage my scalp. Our lips moved together as one. I let my tongue wet his lips before his mouth opened allowing me to taste him. One of my hands dropped so it could rest on his lower back and pull him closer to me. He moaned my name and heat pooled in my stomach.

I could feel my member push against his leg as I began to lick and suck on the column that was his neck. He pushed me off suddenly. He grabbed my hand and led me to the couch before pushing me to lie on it. He grabbed my collar, aligning his body with mine, before undoing the buttons one by one. He kissed my chest after uncovering more of the flesh. When the last button was undone, he pulled off my shirt, exposing more of my prominent erection that was poking against my boxers. I groaned as he slid my boxers off my hips, letting the fabric slide against the sensitive flesh underneath. Before I knew it, my boxers were at my ankles and I had been engulfed by heat. His plump lips were around the base of my cock. his fingers ghosting over my balls in teasing intervals. My head flew back, hitting the leather arm of my couch, as my hips jumped forward. I felt the heat leave before his wet tongue slid up the side of my shaft. He swirled his tongue over my blunt tip. I groaned as my hands went to grip the light dyed hairs on his head, guiding him. His head bobbed up and down as he sucked on me. The pleasure his mouth brought was becoming too much. I moaned and bucked, pushing my cock further into his throat. He hummed letting the vibrations increase my pleasure. His hand slid under me and soon I felt his pinky finger trace along the crack of my ass. It was a sensory overload and my body was short-circuiting. “Ah, ah- Jaejoong!”

I was high as a kite as he brought on my orgasm. I trembled beneath his skilled lips. After my hips reached forward one last time his lips left. I lifted my head to see his face. Some of my cum had escaped his mouth and was dripping down his chin. He wiped it with his index finger before tasting the last of my seed. He smirked at my expression.

Hell no. There was no way I was the sub in this relationship. I growled before I attacked him. He was pinned under me in a second, his eyes wide in surprise. I pulled the black paint splatter shirt he had on over his head. I undid the button and zipper on his black pants. I pulled them off in one swift motion. My mouth went to his chest, sucking on his nipples, licking and swirling. He moaned lightly as my hands traced along the elastic of his underwear. He whimpered as I right out grabbed his cock and began to pump him. His hips bucked to get more friction. I smirked against his smooth skin as he began to shake under me in his state of pending release. His nails tried to dig into the skin of my back and his moans increased in volume. His cock twitched in my hand and I kissed his chest before letting go. My hands and mouth left him. He cried out as his heated skin begged to be touched. I sat down across from him as he writhed in near pain from his orgasm denial. His hand, shaky as it was, tried to reach down to finish the job, but I stopped it. He whimpered yet again.

I slipped my arm around his waist and turned him over onto his stomach. He clutched the couch as his cock pressed against the cool leather of the couch. I lifted him to his knees, his head still resting on the other arm of the couch. At the sight of him, ass up, my cock jumped. My hand caressed the smooth skin of his bottom and he shook slightly. I grabbed my cock and ran it along the crack of his ass. He moaned. I lined myself with his tight hole, ready to enter rough and dry. I slammed into him. I felt him writhe and shake as he came all over my couch. He yelled my name as his grip on my couch tightened. His muscles tightened against me and I moaned. I needed more. I thrusted in and out of him, our sweat enhancing the sound of skin on skin. He yelled each time as I brought him higher. My nails dug into his hips in an attempt to bring him closer. I couldn’t take it. I thrusted once more before I came deep inside the cavern known as Jaejoong. I moaned and threw my head back as my hips came alive. I shook against his hips and he signed and moaned. I pulled out of him and he grabbed my shirt off the floor to wipe his cum off the couch. I could always flip the cushion over. He snuggled as close to me as he could on the cramped couch. I fell asleep with him in my arms

.........................................................................

I woke up to the sun streaming in my face. I sat up from my spot on the couch and realized that I was alone. I bolted from the couch, not worried about my nakedness, and searched for Jaejoong. My house was empty. I sat back on my couch and put my face in my hands. I must’ve seemed like a jerk last night. I must’ve seemed like a creeper, or like a pervert. All I knew was that he was gone. I sighed at took my face from my hands. A yellow post it note resting on my coffee table caught my eye. I picked it up for inspection. There was a number written on it. I picked up my cell phone and called the number. I waited until the person picked up and once again satin hit my ear. “Yunho?”

“Jaejoong?”

“Yeah, I see you got my note. Look, I’m so sorry but I couldn’t stay. I had class this morning. But I left a note-”

“It’s okay. Just make sure you make it up to me when you come over tonight.”

He laughed. “See you later.”

I guess life wasn’t so bad.

Retrieving My Phone

2009-11-01T22:14:29Z

Title: Retrieving my Phone
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/2
Genre: Romance, Smut (in chapter 2)
Summary: After after riding the train one day after work, Yunho becomes enticed by the young man sitting next to him. After leaving to go home, a lost phone will bring them together again.

Retrieving My Phone

Another day another dollar. That was the monotonous tone of my life. Everyday I’d wake up to go to work. I’d ride the train, packed as it is, and mix among the people. I’d exit the station and walk the couple of blocks it took to get to the office building I work at. I guess my mother was right to scold me in my aspiration to be a stock broker. One of my accounts fell through and now I’ll be making even less money that before. I’ll have to live off of instant meals and dry cereal.

Like any other day, I went to work. As I left to go home I could feel the sour look on my face. It began to drizzle as I walked to the train station and by the time I reached the entrance I was drenched and my hair was sticking to my face. Again the train was crowded but now everyone was wet and sticky. I sighed in relief when the train had reached the stop that seventy-five percent of the people exit at. With all the congestion relieved, I sat next to an old woman. The day had taken a lot out of me and in my half lidded gaze I noticed I had about ten minutes before my stop. The old woman left and some punk sat in her space. I guess he couldn’t have been such a bad guy because I fell asleep on his shoulder and he let me.

I guess God didn’t like me today because I woke up to the sound of the train doors closing and the voice overhead telling me that we were now leaving my stop. “Shit!”

Some lady with her young son glared at me as he asked her what the word meant. I stood instantly and waited patiently for the next stop so I could get off. I glanced back at the seat I had recently occupied to thank the guy I had slept on. He was a punk, I won’t deny, but he was gorgeous. He gazed at me with his wide eyes. His pink lips turned up into a smile and he waved at me. I smiled back as the door opened. Fuck. I felt my heart drop as I sped out the train away from the beautiful boy. I ran out and found a way to get to the other side of the platform where the trains were going in the opposite direction. I waited patiently for the train and boarded. I sat in a seat next to the door and waited for my stop. I left the train, exited the station, and walked home in the daze that young boy brought upon me.

The rain soaked me yet again. The landlady greeted me with a warm smile as she always does. Took the elevator and walked down the hallway to my shitty apartment. I stuck the key in the slot and turned. When the lock clicked, I pushed open the door and dropped my stuff instantly before plopping down on my couch…What The Fuck!

I’m not gay, but here I was in a haze about some punk from the train with piercing chocolate eyes and plump pink lips-Stop It. I sighed. I needed some straight male reinforcement. Maybe Yoochun would know what to do. I reached into my pocket and pulled out… a piece of lint and three pennies. Where the fuck was my phone? I dug in my other pocket. I took off my pants and shook them down. I tore off my blazer and emptied all the pockets. I ripped open my brief case. All I had now was a messy living room and no phone.

This wasn’t fair. All I wanted to do was call my best friend and hit every strip joint and titty bar in the five mile radius, but no. I had no phone. That phone was my life. It had my mother’s number. It had my friends’ numbers. It had the numbers of every girl I ever pushed to the wall and fucked, no strings attached. This sucked balls. I sighed again and lazily dropped onto my black leather couch. Just as I was about to flick on the TV and pop in a porno when my house phone began to ring. “Hello?”

“Um…is Yunho there?” Like satin, the higher pitched voice hit my ear.

“Speaking. Who is this?”

“Yeah, um, I’m Jaejoong. You slept on my shoulder on the train. I’m calling because I have your phone. You dropped it on your way out.”

I now had a voice to match the face. I pictured his lips moving and shaping to from the words. “Oh! Thank You! I’ve been looking all over for it. When can I come pick it up?”

The other line was silent for a moment. “Where do you live? I’ll drop it off now.”

I was frozen. The cute guy from the train was coming to my house. “Great!”

So I gave him the directions to my house and the line went dead. I put the phone back on the hook and gazed around my apartment. It was a mess. I quickly began to clean up the papers and the pornos. Sweat gathered on my skin as I swept the wood floors. After twenty minutes I was done and my living room was cleaner than when I left for work this morning. As I took the last porno and hid it under the couch, the doorbell rang.

I ran to the door and flung it open forgetting that people were usually frightened by that kind of stuff. The person jumped and fell on the floor in surprise. I looked down and there he was, drenched from the rain outside. His eyes wide and his chest heaving, the beautiful boy was on the floor with his hair disheveled. He looked up at me and blushed a little. I looked at my attire and realized that I had stripped down to nothing but boxers and my collared shirt in my haste to find my phone. “…sorry” I muttered as heat rushed to my own cheeks.

The boy got up and dusted himself off. “I’m Jaejoong. I called.” He held out my phone. I took it from his delicate hands and said thank you. He looked at me expectantly, searching my eyes for something. He sighed and turned before continuing down the hall towards the elevator.

Fanatic

2009-10-08T17:17:35Z

I'm not a big fan of people
i hate them
they make me realize how lonely I am
selfish bastards

Mah Babies!!!!!

2009-09-27T22:25:35Z

I just listened to some songs off of TVXQ/DBSK/Toshoshiki's latest album
(it took a minute fir me to get off of hug, balloons, and the mirotic album)
But i realized that my babies are growing up.
They're grown and sexy now
(...well twice as sexy as before cuz now they're MEN)

I'm gonna miss the innocent happy-go-lucky days.
Now everyone's twenty 23 and Max isn't that little sixteen year old we all fell in love with.
He's a Man (like 21 now)
Sure their voices are still the same but now
I don't have five boyfriends anymore
T_T
I have five Men. (XD)

lol. That was fun.

Jealousy for Another

2009-09-27T18:20:36Z

Title: Jealousy for Another
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 2/2
Genre: Romance
Summary: A childhood friend comes to visit Yunho and Jaejoong gets jealous. Are his insecurities real or is it all in his mind?

(AN: I'd like to thank everyone who commented on my story. Because I am lazy, i didn't reply but please don't think I'm a douche or something. I just wanted to say thank you to all of you who'vve taken the time to read my fangirl fanfiction.)

(Chapter 1)

Jealousy for Another(Part II)

The time was 9:45 P.M. Jaejoong was on his bed listening to ‘Abracadabra’ and nibbling on his stolen cookies. His face was wet from his eyes and nose leaking fluids. Why had he snapped like that? All he remembered was Ae-cha feeding and straddling Yunho. They looked so perfect together. Tears started to flow again, well one slid down the side of his face as his pride kept the rest at bay.

A knock came from the door. “It’s me.”

Jaejoong wiped his face of the tears before getting up to open the door. He opened the door and there stood Yunho. “I just wanted to check on you.” Genuine worry laced his eyes.

“Well, I’m fine. See?” Jaejoong didn’t look fine. His eyes were red and tears stains tattooed his face.

Yunho entered and wrapped his arm around Jaejoong’s waist. He let his free hand grip the shorter man’s chin before making his lover look at him. “Tell me, please. I don’t like it when my Jae is sad.”

Jaejoong was frozen in Yunho’s arms. “I don’t know. I just saw you and her and I…I-“

“You were jealous.” A smirk fell on Yunho’s face. Jaejoong struggled but got free and ran from Yunho. He pretended that the song needed changing but his hands were grabbed when his ipod reached ‘L.O.V.E.’

Yunho spun Jaejoong around to face him before grabbing his face and kissing his plump lips. Jaejoong was giving in slowly before his brain caught up with his actions. He pushed Yunho away. “Why don’t you go kiss your beloved Ae-cha!”

Yunho smiled. “Why would I want her when I can have you?”

Jaejoong tried to run for it but Yunho caught his wrist before pushing him against the wall. Jaejoong’s hands in Yunho’s, they looked at each other. “Channie is just a childhood friend. We went to the same schools before I got famous. She came over today to say hi and invite us to her wedding”

Jaejoong’s face reddened as he looked away. “You could’ve told me. All you did was run out like she was the Holy Grail.”

“I thought you knew that you’re the only one who has my heart?” Yunho lowered and kissed Jaejoong on the lips. His own began to massage Jaejoong’s. He forced his tongue into the smaller man’s mouth. Jaejoong’s struggle ended as he moaned into Yunho’s mouth. Yunho picked up Jaejoong and carried him over to the bed, where Jaejoong was dropped before having his shirt pulled over his head. Yunho pushed him down before liking from his collar bone to his left nipple. He licked and swirled his tongue over the hardened bud as Jaejoong’s hands ran through his hair. He bit down and twisted causing Jaejoong to squirm and moan beneath him. Yunho could feel Jaejoong’s member poking at him through the thin fabric of jeans. He trailed kisses down Jae’s stomach before undoing the button on his hands with nimble fingers and pulling down the zipper with his teeth. He hooked his fingers in Jaejoong’s boxers before pulling down both his pants and underwear. Jaejoong was hard already. Yunho licked slowly up his shaft. Jaejoong moaned as his thin hips lifted lightly from the bed. Yunho took the blunt tip of Jaejoong’s cock in his mouth and let his tongue swirl over it. He quickly let his mouth envelope the erect part of a panting and moaning Jaejoong before sucking. Yunho had to forcibly hold down the man’s hip as his head bobbed up and down, sucking and licking on his lovers cock. Yunho took his mouth away fully, causing Jaejoong to whimper, before diving back on and sucking. “Yunnie…I’m…I’m-Ahh!”

Yunho felt as Jaejoong’s warm seed spilled down his throat. He swallowed every drop. Jaejoong writhed and bucked as the sensation took over his nerves, letting them feel the overflow of pleasure. Sweat covered his body as his hair stuck to his face. Yunho laughed as he rid himself of his shirt and pants. There was no sign of underwear underneath. He kissed Jaejoong on the lips lightly, but Jae used the strength he had left to pull Yunho closer and deepen the kiss. As they separated for air, Yunho grabbed the lotion bottle from the night stand next to the bed. He poured some in his hands and placed the bottle back before rubbing it over his cock. It was all they had at the moment. He gazed down at Jaejoong from his upright position before taking the man’s ankles and draping them over his shoulders. He placed himself at Jaejoong’s tight back entrance and waited. Jaejoong gripped the bar pf his headboard as Yunho pushed inside him. “Ahh!”

Yunho held onto his lover as he eased himself in and out. Jaejoong’s hips bucked onto him. “Faster,” he whimpered.

Yunho complied, tightening his grip on Jaejoong as his pace and force increased. Sweat formed over Yunho’s body as he pushed his cock in and out of Jaejoong letting the tight muscles egg on the warmth gathering in the pit of his own stomach. His thrusting rocked Jaejoong’s body with pleasure. They moaned and grunted as their movements pulled one another closer to release. Three more thrust and Yunho released himself inside Jaejoong, shouting him name, and spazzing from the pleasure. The warmth of Yunho inside him became to much and Jaejoong came all over himself and Yunho. “God, Yunho!”

Yunho dropped Jaejoong’s legs before collapsing next to him. Both were sweaty and tired but it didn’t matter. Yunho held Jaejoong from behind. “Silly Jae. You know I only have eyes for you.”

“Yeah, I know.”

END

Jealousy for Another

2009-09-21T01:11:06Z

Title: Jealousy for Another
Pairing: Yunjae
Rating: NC-17
Chapters: 1/2
Genre: Romance
Summary: A childhood friend comes to visit Yunho and Jaejoong gets jealous. Are his insecurities real or is it all in his mind?

Jealousy for Another

A night off was seen as a special occasion in the TVXQ household. Dancing and singing in front of adoring fans, as much fun as it was, was hard work. That’s how we get to the scene before us. Yoochun and Junsu were trying to sabotage each other on the PS2. Changmin was napping with crumbs from his half eaten sandwich still littering his face. Jaejoong was debating weather to make cookies of brownies. Yunho was out his new haircut in the bathroom mirror.

Jaejoong had decided on cookies. After adding the chocolate chips to the mix, he started placing the dough on a cookie sheet spayed with non-stick spray. Halfway through placing the cookies the doorbell of the apartment rang. “Door!” yelled Jaejoong.

The bell rang again. “Door!” he yelled once more.

The bell went into a frenzy of ringing. Jaejoong spilled some of the dough on the floor. “Some one get the fricken DOOR!”

The bell kept ringing and Jaejoong muttered under his breath as he went to open the door. He composed himself before opening the door and spotting the young woman behind it. She was stunning. She had deep chocolate eyes that stared into the soul. She had layered black locks and pouty pink lips. They could’ve been related. She shuffled from side to side and squeaked out, “Is Yunho here?”

Jaejoong nodded and asked who this woman was. She grinned. “Tell him Ae-Cha is here.”

He invited her in and she sat at the kitchen table stealing cookie dough. Jaejoong walked into the bathroom. “Yunho, there’s a. Ae-cha in the kitch-“

“Ae-cha!” Yunho’s eyes became wide with excitement as he pushed past Jaejoong and ran for the kitchen. Jaejoong couldn’t help but feel a little hurt that he was being pushed aside for some…some girl. Yunho must’ve no realized that Jaejoong was not a force to be reckoned with. He puffed out his chest and stomped over to the kitchen only to deflate when he saw the light in Yunho’s eyes as he talked with this woman. Jaejoong picked up the bowl and began to once again place dough on the cookie sheet. He had preset the oven earlier and now placed the cookies in the oven. Now what? All he could do now was sit and chat with his Yunho and this Ae-cha girl. He sat in the empty seat next to Yunho.

“Remember that time you brought your cat to show and tell and he ended up mauling the teacher!” asked Yunho.

“Shut up!” joked Ae-cha. It’s better than that time you brought in those homemade cupcakes for your eighth birthday. What kind of moron puts in salt instead of sugar?!” They laughed until tears streamed down their faces as Jaejoong sat there awkwardly. “Oh, I forgot to introduce you. Jae, this is Channie. Channie, this is Jae.” He smiled shyly as they returned to their conversation.

The oven timer went off and Jaejoong got up and left his lover with the seductress. The cookies were golden. The chocolate was slightly melted and gooey, perfection. He let the cookies cool before putting them on a dish. Like a pack of wild animals, Changmin, Yoochun, Junsu, Yunho and Ae-cha rushed to grab the warm cookies. Luckily Jaejoong had stolen a few before the animals got there. He watched as his friends laughed and ate, spewing crumbs all over the place. He watched as Ae-cha pushed cookies into Yunho mouth and he complied. He watched as Yunho pushed cookies into Ae-cha’s mouth. They started tossing cookies at each other. Somehow Ae-cha had tackled Yunho to the ground and straddled his waist as she threw cookies at him. Standing in the corner Jaejoong’s aching heart had had enough. “STOP IT!”

Everyone froze. “Who do you think is going to clean this? I know who’s not! Yoochun, Junsu, Changmin, Yunho and that Ae-cha woman aren’t. Who does that leave? Oh yeah, ME!”

They all stared at him in shock. Jaejoong had never snapped before. Usually Jaejoong was the one who started throwing cookies. As realization reached Jaejoong, his eyes began to water before he excused himself and went to his room and slammed the door.

Ae-cha looked at the remaining men. “Is this a bad time?”

Yunho pick both himself and her up. “Yeah,um…, Channie, I’m sorry but I gotta take care of this. I’ll call you tomorrow.”

She nodded before grabbing some cookies and heading out the door. Junsu began sweeping the crumbs up as Yunho left to go check on Jaejoong.

Be gentle, I've never written bandfic...

I've now got the new LiveJournal Messenger.

2009-09-20T14:47:43Z

I've now got the new LiveJournal Messenger. My Windows Live ID is wish_u_were_moi@livejournal.com. Sign up now and we can chat!

Fangasm

2009-09-20T14:35:21Z

After watching their live performance of Hey (Don't Break Me Down) I had another fangasm.

I even went so far as to change my icon from Chowder to the current one.

I think I'm even getting the urge to write some nice NC-17 fanfiction (yum)
I love them all. They are mine. YunJae makes my nose bleed.

icon "stolen"(lol) from here

Funny, ain't it?

2009-08-20T14:43:35Z

Dear Suri-Nicks

I have finally figured out the appeal you have to fanfics with real people/ music folk only of course being me i had to be wierd with it.

I recently fell in love with a korean boy band. Due to my being african american my mom called me a wierdo because i listen to music not in english. My sister has now heard these songs so much that she knows some of the words... And last night at around eleven, i got bored and looked up who exactly was in this band and i found three of them simply delisioso. And about an hour later I found out they have fanfiction.

I went wild.

I instantly had a favorite couple and went and read like ten fanfics before my sister looked at me. I was giggling at the cuteness and she decided to read over my shoulder. She couldn't sound out the names and gave up. I don't think NC-17 is good for 12 year olds anyway.

Good Night MJ

2009-06-26T11:51:15Z

May he rest in peace seeing as how the world gave him a lot of shit to deal with.

I Don't Get It????

2009-06-19T01:28:05Z

I was watching tv when something came on about PETA. They threw paint on someone's fur coat. That seems rather stupid to me.

If someone threw paint on my nice new fur coat, I wouldn't get mad. I'd just buy another one. Isn't that what peta's trying to stop. They're only causing a bigger problem, no? Now everyone with ruined coats has to go and replace them ones thus killing more animals. Bad choice Peta, bad choice. (failure of epic proportions)

Andy Samberg...EPIC WIN

2009-06-01T15:46:52Z

i stayed up to watch the MTV Movie Awards, when i had finals the next morning to see the New Moon trailer. I thought the show was going well and then Andy announced that the trailer was coming on. I sat there with my sis, spazzing like the twilight fans we are, when the trailer started only we didn't expect Andy to appear on the screen in a Dracula costume with fake teeth having a basketball math with a teen wolf-man. I fell off the couch laughing...I was impressed and was still laughing when the actual trailer came on.

The real trailer was awesome and Jackson looked twice as sexy with his hair slightly down. I expected more from him though, snapping, growling...you know "the works", but all i got has him sexily running like a track star to get to the blood. I recently discovered how hot(t) Kellan Lutz is. I saw prom night and i was like "day-um, he's fine." Same thing with Cam Gigandet (i love his name) after The Unborn. The wolf transformation was incredible. Taylor is so spread on fine like cheese on a cracker. I just hope that when they show r-pattz (a.k.a. funk ransom [ he doesn't bathe so I'm not gonna call him spunk ransom]) in the sun in Italy that they take away that cheesy wind chimes sound they did when he was in the sun in twilight.

...funk ransom, I'm funny

I'm such a Perv (part 2)

2009-05-25T18:50:21Z

Today my mom took my sibs and I to Friendly's when this conversation happened:

Bro: (chomp) [he bit the bottom tip off the cone of ice cream]

Mom: Eww, why would you do that?

Bro: So I can suck the cream out

[my bro proceeds to suck the bottom of the cone while the ice cream is still frozen]

Mom: No you have to wait or you'll make it come

[end]

This was the conversation word for word and i started laughing in the middle of the eatery.
My brother is 8.
I write lemons in my spare time.

Epic Fail

2009-05-24T13:11:17Z

I just remembered the first time I read twilight (a year and a half ago). Two weeks later after taking five minutes of asking, I found out I was a quarter native american...I squealed like a fangirl...

That is one of my favourite memories and will be until i get over my stupid fangirl infatuation with the twilight saga.
Then it'll just be a stupid story i will never tell my future child(ren)

He's such a BUM

2009-05-22T11:23:06Z

so...i got bored and decided to make my own one of those thingies/ motivation posters

Oh NO MY TEETH

2009-05-10T16:49:23Z

i just had 6 teeth pulled. all of them were needed for chewing and now i have to live off of oatmeal and pudding like an old person. To make matters worse, i had to make breakfast this morning and we had waffles (not egg, but with the waffle iron) and sausages and i couldn't eat it 'cause I don't have any teeth...it's my favorite breakfast combo

OOOOOH a VEST

2009-05-03T12:44:11Z

i finally got a shirt with a vest attached and my mom couldn't say anything about it like she usually does. I feel smexy though...

:Example of a conversation between my mom and me:

ME: Oooh, look a shirt with a vest! It's adorable!

Mom: ew, what are gay.

:End of Conversation:

I look like a punk with my yellow shirt, black vest, my silver polish, and black jeans with a hole in them, just like my cousin messy

a hero aint nothin but a sandwitch

2009-04-27T21:58:59Z

i feel so lonely and terrible today...
i wish someone could make it go away

but no one can, i'll just have to get over it