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sungie86Rating: PG
Pairing: JaeChun
Title: 2
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"It was one of those nights when you decided to put this, whatever it was, into stone. Or flesh, as it were.
"Should it be in the same place?" You'd asked, because you wanted his opinion, even though you had your own.
"Mmm," he'd hummed, thoughtful and sprawled on the living room floor with his head on your knee. "I don't think so," he said slowly.
"Me too," you said softly, forgetting the conversation just a little as you ran your fingers through his hair. "I think..." you trailed off.
"Hmm?" he prompted, turning his head towards you and looking up with inquisitive brown eyes, like strongly steeped Darjeeling on a winter's day.
"You know, charm points. I think we should get them where it best suits each of us."
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He decided not to move and you ended up falling asleep that way, with his arms around your shoulders, and yours around his back.
You went to the tattoo parlor after practice the next day.
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He was being himself, charming and ridiculous to the nth degree, as you and the others pranced about on a patch of green, filming for the latest DVD. You scolded him, told him to be more like himself, because some part of you was curious if he could - if he would - let the world see what he was like when he was with you.
He gave you one of those looks, and then turned to the camera - "Sometimes, Jaejoong hyung comes out of the shower wearing only a towel, and whines like 'Yoochunah~ I'm bo-ored~' and--"
You cut him off, eyes wide and a stupid, incredulous grin on your face. "Yah! Not on the camera!" You scold. "You don't have to say that!" You smack him halfheartedly, laughing, embarrased, yet secretly pleased. He grabs you around the waist and you dance around for the camera, but even after they cut the scene, you cling to him, coaxing a piggyback ride from him for saying what he did.
He runs around in circles trying to make you dizzy, but you cling hard and close your eyes, and it feels a bit like flying, drunk, in Czechoslovakia."
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