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25 December 2008 @ 12:34 pm
Title: Provocation and Pranks
Author: omen1x2
Rating: R
Pairing: HoSu, BFF!JaeChun
Disclaimer: Like all fanfic writers, I twist reality to please me.
Summary: Secret Santa fic for kage12. Junsu enjoys provoking Yunho, and gets some help from Jaejoong and Yoochun.

Provocation and Pranks

By Omen-chan

Junsu enjoys provoking Yunho. Enjoys pressing all those right buttons until he has Yunho exactly where he wants him. And the best way to tell when he’s gotten there?

“Dammit, Junsu, what th’ hell are you doin’?”


“Are you tryin’ to piss me off?!”


And Junsu gives Yunho wide, innocent eyes that Yunho doesn’t trust at all. “I’m not doing anything.”

Yunho gives Junsu a disbelieving look, then grabs the finger that keeps poking him, unrelenting even after being caught. “What d’you call this, then?”

A mischievous bark of laughter escapes, and Junsu hides behind Yoochun’s shoulder before Yunho can retaliate.

“You have no subtlety at all.”

Junsu grins widely at Jaejoong. “Of course not! That’s part of my charm.”

“You don’t have any charm,” Yoochun cuts in, lounging over the back of the sofa behind Jaejoong, his eyes glinting teasingly.

“Complete and utter lies! I’ve got plenty.”

“Both of you, be quiet. And no, you don’t, Junsu.” Jaejoong ignores the expected squawk of indignation and continues, “If you want to annoy Yunho, there are better ways to do it.”

Junsu perks up immediately. “Do you have any suggestions?”

In the end, Junsu turned down Jaejoong’s first two ideas (marking out all the words in Yunho’s books would be expensive and Yunho probably wouldn’t even notice since he never read, and messing with the alarm clock would have some negative repercussions for both himself and Changmin, being in the same room), but Junsu rather enjoyed the third suggestion.

“You don’t usually get this tired so quickly, Yunho hyung! Are you sick?” Changmin’s warm brown eyes radiate concern, both for himself and Yunho. He certainly didn’t want to catch whatever Yunho might have.

Yunho sits down heavily, as surprised as Changmin. “I don’t know,” he says, panting. “Maybe?”

The two of them turn to look at the blithely unconcerned others, still practicing their choreography.

Yunho’s eyes narrow as he considers the options, and Changmin does the same. They start whispering together, comparing thoughts.

Changmin is the first to speak out. “Jaejoong hyung, did you… do anything different when you cooked this morning?”

Jaejoong freezes, hand still in the air, and blinks at Changmin’s reflection in the mirror. “What? No.”

“Are you sure you didn’t put anything… special in Yunho hyung’s food?”

“Of course I didn’t. Why are you asking?”

Yunho and Changmin look at each other, mentally crossing off their first choice, and wonder how to casually move on to the second.

Yoochun drops out of formation and wanders over to them, grabbing a towel and his water bottle. Smiling at the two of them cheerfully, he takes a long swig from the bottle and wipes the sweat off his face.

Yunho seizes his chance. “So, what do you think, Yoochun? Should I go to the doctor and get checked out?”

Yoochun shrugs in response. “Don’t know. Do you feel sick?”

“No. I’m just tired.”

“Well, you are getting old. Maybe you should throw in the towel.”

“I’m not old! And I’m younger than Jaejoong!” Yunho barely manages to hide a childlike whine.

“Barely. And he’s still dancing.”

With this parting shot, Yoochun walks away, face blank but eyes twinkling in merriment.

Watching carefully, Yunho takes stock of the entire situation. That’s it. They know something.

Junsu was always way too easy to read, so they had decided he should try and stay in the background while Jaejoong and Yoochun took the brunt of Yunho’s attacks.

The only problem with that plan was simply that Yunho knew it too.

On the way back to the van at the end of the day, Yunho corners Junsu and pulls him to the side, away from the others. “So.”

Junsu stares at him. “So?”


“So what?”

“You know full well what!”

Junsu grins maddeningly but doesn’t say anything, and the two of them draw their metaphorical swords, peparing to duel.

“What was up with the three of you today?”

“What’s ever up with Youngwoong hyung and Yoochun?”

“You know something.”

“Contrary to popular belief, I know lots of things.”

“You know something specific.”

“I know that, too.”

“About me.”

“Well, duh. We live together.”

“You know why Jaejoong and Yoochun were acting weird.”

“They’re always weird.”

Yunho pauses and realizes he’s been moving forward during this entire frustrating exchange, and now he’s leaning over Junsu threateningly. He braces his arms on either side of Junsu’s head. Junsu leans back against the wall and crosses his arms over his chest, feeling smug and not bothering to hide it.

Yunho decides to start his attack again, the look on Junsu’s face annoying him immensely. “Did Jaejoong do something to me?”


“Did Yoochun?”


Yunho stops again, utterly baffled now. “They didn’t?”

“They didn’t.”



Yunho considers this new information, trying to apply it to their strange behavior of earlier. “Then why were they acting so weird?”

“I told you already. They’re always weird.”

Yunho growls at the circular conversation, even more annoyed now because he’d brought it on himself. Talking with Junsu wasn’t normally this difficult.

Unless… Yunho eyes Junsu calculatingly. Junsu's grin widens at the look on Yunho’s face.

“Shit, Junsu, did you do somethin’ to me?”

A triumphant laugh bursts out of him. Bingo.

"You did! What did you do?!"

Junsu just looks down at Yunho's feet, in a pretense of remorse. Yunho doesn't believe it at all, not with that mischievous twinkle still in Junsu's eyes and that quivering lip so obviously trying to fight a smile.

"Junsu. What. Did. You. Do."

"How are your shoes? Comfortable?"

Utterly thrown by the non sequitor, Yunho responds unthinkingly, "No, they're kinda tight, and they seem heavier..."

It's Junsu's returning grin that does it.

"You did somethin' to my shoes?"


Yunho immediately flops down on the ground to tear off his shoes, and checks inside them, astonished. "You did. What th' hell for?"

When Junsu doesn't respond, Yunho looks up at him, expression dark. "Well?"

"Doesn't our mighty leader want to get stronger?"

Yunho clambers to his feet again, his energy returning now that the extra weight is off, and grabs Junsu by the front of his shirt. "You don't normally do things like this. What gives?"

And Junsu wraps his arms around Yunho's neck, smiling up at him. "I just love working you up until your accent comes back."

Yunho's eyes widen as he realizes that he's been talking in his provincial accent for the past few minutes, and he fights his reddening cheeks. "Shit. Why?"

Eyes closing slowly, Junsu leans forward and gives Yunho a small kiss. "Because then so much of your attention is on me, you're not paying attention to how you talk at all."

A sigh escapes through Yunho's mouth. Deciding not to reply, he leans forward and kisses Junsu again.

Jaejoong hates playing video games.

"God dammit, Changmin, stop that!"

"Stop what? Beating you?"

"Argh! Yoochun, you play!"

"No thanks. I'm having way too much fun watching Changmin beat your ass mercilessly."

"You suck!"

Yunho walks in and turns off the television.


"Dammit, hyung, I was winning!"

"Yes! Thank you, Yunho-baby!"

Yunho folds his arms over his chest and glares at Jaejoong. "Stop feeding your ideas to Junsu."

Jaejoong sputters incoherently. "I-You-He-Wh-"

"He didn't say you'd done it, but let's face it, Junsu doesn't plot. He just does the first thing that occurs to him. His pranks wouldn't be any more elaborate than a thought of the moment."

Changmin nods, fingering his controller listlessly as he gazes forlornly at the blank television screen.

"So. Stop feeding him your ideas just so your pranks can be fulfilled without any punishment."

Jaejoong pouts at Yunho ineffectually. "If Junsu didn't tell you, then what makes you think it was me?"

"Because you're the only one whose sheets I dumped in cold water right before bed."


Okay, I wrote most of this on a plane, and I think it's weird as hell. But, well, anything I've ever written on a plane has been weird. Also, it wasn't until I got to my destination that I realized I had no internet, so I'm posting this in a rather public place, and I apologize deeply for the lack of smut. I hope it's okay anyway. ^^;;;;;

Merry Christmas! (Sorry it's not Christmas-themed, but I had the hardest time trying to think up a plot at all.)
wicked l'il flamevolatileflame on December 26th, 2008 01:31 am (UTC)
died laughing XD it was fabulous
Omen-chan: Angeloomen1x2 on December 27th, 2008 08:06 pm (UTC)
Thank you so much! *tackles*
( ̄ー ̄)☆☆ ジュンジュワ!: JJ-Singles Sepiaunder_an_oak on December 26th, 2008 06:28 am (UTC)
*laughs* I love the dynamics, and bff!JaeChun are total imps. ♥
Omen-chan: JaeChun Loveomen1x2 on December 27th, 2008 08:06 pm (UTC)
They totally are. So awesomely mischievous and plotting and together and fun. I can't write a TVXQ fic without them at least acting around each other the way they always do. XD
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Omen-chan: Shou - Glassesomen1x2 on December 27th, 2008 08:07 pm (UTC)
Is it okay? I'm so sorry if you didn't get a good Secret Santa fic this year...
Angie: jaechunjt_fangirlism on January 8th, 2009 04:09 am (UTC)
*wibbling with the cuteness*

i love that it's hosu but jaechun dominates!xP
Omen-chanomen1x2 on January 8th, 2009 04:13 am (UTC)
Yes, welcome to my world. Regardless of what is requested of me, my mind twists it into JaeChun. XD
Angiejt_fangirlism on January 8th, 2009 08:45 am (UTC)
and i love it that way..♥ i'm such a sucker for jaechun as well so things like these are greatly appreciated!♥
성희sungie86 on February 16th, 2009 09:48 pm (UTC)
Omen-chan: I love my fandom. ^___^omen1x2 on February 16th, 2009 09:50 pm (UTC)

Kender: 成宮寛貴 \\ product placementkinderegg88 on February 27th, 2009 12:43 am (UTC)
OMG, yes. XDDDD I love it!
Omen-chan: Jaejoong Smileomen1x2 on February 27th, 2009 12:47 am (UTC)
Thank you! XDDD